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Subject: {ASSM} RP [4/4] Midsummer Night's Orgy (MF) {Vickie Morgan}
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WARNING: This story includes sexually explicit material.
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Midsummer Night's Orgy
Vickie Morgan
CHAPTER FOUR
Rebecca's stomach wouldn't stop churning. While she had fantasised
about an orgy, now she was faced with the reality she was terrified.
She had secretly thought that Natalie and Rebecca would have found it
as difficult as she had to invite men. But somehow they had managed
it, and now it seemed like there were hundreds of them here, even
though there could only be about twenty. They all seemed very
pleasant, but they were here for one reason only. Their eyes kept
running over her, assessing her body beneath her flimsy robe.
She was grateful for all the hard work she had put in over the past
month. She had gone to the gym three times a week and forced herself
to go for a run every morning and to do a hundred sit-ups every night
before she went to bed. Tony had made no comment, just giving an
enigmatic smile as he obligingly held her ankles. Several sun-bed
sessions had given her a golden tan, and a trip to the hairdressers
had resulted in blonde streaks and a new hairstyle. She tried to
smile and act confidently, but her hands were shaking as she drained
her plastic cup of wine. She saw Dawn heading off into her tent,
escorted by three men. Panic gripped her. If Natalie disappeared
too, she would be left all alone with all these men. Desperately she
grabbed the hands of the two men she was talking to and pulled them
towards her assigned tent.
She fumbled with the buttons on one man's shirt, avoiding looking him
directly in the eyes. He kicked off his trousers and pushed the robe
off her shoulders. She tried not to flinch when he grabbed her
breasts. He sank to the floor, pulling her down with him. The other
man was already naked and he reached for her too. Her robe had
completely disappeared and she felt exposed and vulnerable. The
certainty that she couldn't do this swept through her. It felt wrong
for so many reasons.
She just didn't know how she was going to get out of the situation she
had got herself into. These two men were expecting sex, and outside
there were many more expecting the same. Desperation made her made
her brain work at double speed. She managed to manoeuvre both men
onto their backs, and wrapped her hands around the two hard penises
jutting up at her. She stroked them both vigorously, bobbing her head
to enclose each one in turn in her mouth. She worked as hard as she
could, doing everything she could to make them come. One soon obliged
her, but the other man kept trying to touch her. She licked and
sucked him, squeezing his balls and caressing him every way she could
think up. Eventually he came, splashing over her face.
She managed to disguise her distaste and to evade his still groping
hands. Rebecca grabbed her robe and a handful of the tissue Natalie
had thoughtfully provided. She swiftly left the tent and ducked round
behind it before anyone noticed her. She wrapped her robe tightly
around her body and walked away from the tents and the firelight. She
felt so pathetic. She couldn't even enjoy herself at an orgy. She
seemed to make a mess of everything recently. Her job wasn't the most
exciting in the world and her husband seemed to have lost all interest
in her. Tears of self-pity inched down her face as she trudged
through the sand.
Suddenly a dark shape detached itself from the black shadow of the
cliff. Rebecca gave a small scream before she recognised Tony.
"What happened?" he demanded. "Did someone hurt you? Tell me who and
I'll kill them."
"What?" she asked, trying to gather her startled thoughts. "What do
you mean? What are you doing here? How did you know I was here?"
"I came to keep a eye on you of course," Tony said. "Did you really
think I'd let you go off to an orgy with a load of strange men on your
own? I remember this beach from Uni' and of course you left all those
useful maps in case I'd forgotten the way."
"You mean you were just going to stand here all night just in case I
needed you?" Rebecca asked softly.
"Well, yes," he admitted, slightly embarrassed. "Seems like it's good
job I came. Who's upset you?"
"No one."
"Come on, love," he said. "I can see you've been crying. You hardly
ever cry."
"It was nothing to do with that lot," Rebecca told him. "I just found
I couldn't do it. I'm such a failure."
Tony shook her gently. "Don't be silly. Why on earth would you think
you're a failure?"
"Oh Tony, look at me," Rebecca cried. "I can't do anything a woman is
supposed to. I can't enjoy an orgy. I can't make my husband happy.
I can't, I can't, can't even have children. What kind of woman can't
even ovulate?"
"Oh darling," Tony sighed, holding her close as she sobbed. "Why
haven't you talked to me about this?"
"Because I knew how upset you were," Rebecca said, clinging to him.
"You know you've always wanted a big family. After the doctor told us
you became so distant."
"I didn't know what to do or say," he admitted. "I was upset, but so
were you. Then you became so depressed and I was so worried about
you, but everything I said seemed to be wrong. I wasn't exactly keen
on this orgy idea of Natalie's, but it was the first time I'd seen you
excited about anything in over a year."
"I couldn't believe you didn't try to stop me," Rebecca said. "It
felt like you didn't care what I did at all."
"Oh, I cared," Tony said vehemently. "But if this is what it took to
get you back to yourself again, I thought it was worth swallowing my
jealousy for once."
"Oh Tony, I've been so unfair to you," Rebecca wailed. "Can you ever
forgive me?"
"Hey, don't start crying again," he protested. "We can sort this out,
as long as we're together, nothing else matters."
"I don't deserve you," Rebecca sniffed.
"I know, you deserve someone much better and richer," Tony joked.
"Hey, I got a smile. I know it's not the way we planned to have kids,
but we can try all those artificial conception methods the doctor
mentioned and there's always adoption."
"Would you mind going to the infertility clinic with me?"
"Of course not. We could look into fostering, as well," he suggested.
"Hey you're shivering, lets get you somewhere a bit warmer."
"We might as well use my tent," Rebecca said. "If we drop the sides
down, I'm sure no one will disturb us. Come on."
They settled down in the dimness of the tent, cuddled together under
the blankets. Tony smoothed Rebecca's hair back from her face and
dropped a kiss on the tip of her nose.
"Have I mentioned how beautiful you're looking tonight?" he murmured.
She turned her head and pressed a kiss on the palm of his hand. He
gently caressed her cheek and she reached out and pulled him closer.
His hard body pressed against her soft contours, and she clung closer.
She slipped her hand inside his shirt as their lips met. They paused
for a moment, savouring the kiss, then began removing each other's
clothes with an urgency that they hadn't displayed in months. He
kissed every inch of skin he uncovered, branding her as his with his
mouth. Shivers began in her limbs as she pulled him on top of her.
He gazed into her eyes as he slid inside her. She wrapped her legs
around his waist and arched her back, feeling him settle deep inside
her. The tremors were spreading throughout her whole body, epicentred
on the sensations being created by his hardness thrusting regularly
into her. The tension rapidly built inside her, twisting her body
under him. Then Tony stiffened and came, his seed spreading deep
inside and triggering an orgasm that shook her uncontrollably. Tired
by their exertions and emotions, they fell asleep in each other's
arms.
Natalie was so busy making everyone welcome, she didn't notice Rebecca
and Dawn disappear. When she looked up and realised they had gone,
she was faintly surprised that they had got started so soon. Several
men were looking at her expectantly, so she gave them a slow smile and
beckoned them with her finger. She sauntered over to her tent,
casually shrugging off her robe as she entered. She dropped to the
mattress and propped herself up on an elbow to watch the men strip off
their clothes.
Within moments they had joined her. She lay back as their hands
reached out, caressing her body. She ran her hands appreciatively
over muscled arms and chests covered with varying thicknesses of hair.
There were so many hands touching her, stroking her, fondling her that
she felt as if she was floating in a sea of sensations. One of the
men obviously worked out regularly, he had one of the best bodies
Natalie had ever seen. She ran her hands over his chest, scratching
her nails gently across his skin. She leant over him, licking at his
nipples. She crawled over him, running her hands over his taut
stomach and closing them around his already erect penis.
Pleasure washed through her as she lowered herself onto him. She sat
up, leaning back against the man behind her. His hands cupped her
breasts as he nibbled on her neck. She trailed her hands over the men
knelt besides her, gripping a penis in each hand as she raised and
lowered herself. Another man stood in front of her and pulled her
head down towards his throbbing erection. She gave it a long lick
before sliding it into her warm wet mouth and sucking. She was
melting inside, producing a flood of moisture that trickled down
between her thighs.
The man behind was helping her ride the man under her. The man in
front must have been extremely turned on by the scene in front of him,
as he came quickly. Natalie swallowed and licked it all up, and then
twisted to lick across the head of each of the penises gripped in her
hands. Ripples of pleasure were spreading through her as the friction
against her sensitive skin increased. The man under her gave a grunt,
then grabbed her hips and held her still as he thrust once, twice into
her, then collapsed with a sigh as his climax finished.
Natalie crawled off him and onto one of the ones she had been
fondling. She gave a moan as she impaled herself on him. The man
behind had moved with her and he stroked his hands across the curves
of her bottom. She leant forward offering her breasts to the man she
was riding and he obliged by attacking her nipples with his mouth. A
tidal wave of pleasure swept through her as she came. The feelings
had hardly ebbed, before another wave of pleasure took her. She was
lost in a sea of ecstasy, not really paying attention to anything
apart from the delightful sensations she was drowning in.
She was on the edge of another orgasm when a finger was unexpectedly
inserted inside her. After the first shock, she was surprised to find
that it added to her pleasure. So when she felt his penis replace his
finger and push gradually inside her she didn't try to resist. She
wasn't sure what to do, but the two men inside her took control. They
grasped her body and moved her to suit themselves. Sometimes they
thrust together, other times alternately. It took a few moments for
Natalie to adjust to the sensation of being so stretched and filled,
but gradually her muscles relaxed and she began enjoying herself
again. The remaining man knelt in front of her and she managed to
slide him into her mouth.
As one man came, he was speedily replaced by a fresh one. She was
moved around to accommodate the desire of the men currently pleasuring
her. As the night went on, she found that her orgasmic capacity
seemed unlimited. She went from her hands and knees, to laying on her
back, and back to straddling a man. She had men come in every
available part of her body.
Eventually the stream of men dwindled, then dried up entirely.
Natalie staggered out of the tent into the light of the rising sun on
unsteady legs. Dried sperm caked her skin and hair. She made her way
to where the stream ran down the cliff face. She stood under it,
enjoying the shock of the cold water. She couldn't believe the night
she had just had. Her body ached in places it never had before and
she felt satiated from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.
It was if she had made up for the drought of sex over the last few
years in one night. She hadn't had to make polite conversation or
worry what effect have sex with this particular man would have on her
reputation and future working relationship with him.
The stream wasn't really making much headway in cleaning her, so she
waded into the sea. She felt really good, more relaxed then she had
for a long time. She decided then and there that she was going to
date more. To stop refusing offers of dinner because of her work
commitments or because the guy didn't suit her image. There was the
trainer from her gym who was always asking her out and the reporter
who kept chatting her up. She always turned them down, but now she
wondered why. The mention of Raymond earlier had started her
thinking. She hadn't thought about him for years, but she wondered
now if finding him cheating on her had affected her more then she
realised. She had developed the habit of keeping her distance
emotionally, never getting too involved so that she would never get
hurt again. Looking back now she recognised she had deprived herself
of so much. Well, that was going to change. She would spend no more
time then necessary on her work, no more long hours of overtime, but
instead would make time to enjoy herself.
She made her way back to the fire, throwing some fresh wood on it.
Half dressed men were sprawled everywhere, some of them snoring.
Rebecca emerged from her tent and picked her way over the recumbent
bodies in her path. She dug around in a cool box and produced a
packet of bacon, a box of eggs and a frying pan. Natalie grabbed a
spare blanket and rubbed herself dry. She went into her tent to get
her robe, and when she came back to the fire she found Dawn busy
making coffee.
"Well you look pretty pleased with yourself for someone who's been at
it all night," Dawn said, handing her a cup.
"You two look pretty satisfied too. Did you have a good time?"
They both gave secret smiles but didn't reply. Dawn gave a lazy
stretch, then linked her hands with Natalie's and Rebecca's, raising
them in the air.
"So when shall we three meet again?" she intoned solemnly.
Dawn thought about Rob sleeping peacefully in her tent. He seemed to
want to have a real adult relationship with her. She had never had
one of them before and she was going to need friends to talk about it
with.
Natalie considered her new resolve to start dating and having fun. It
would be nice to have friends to talk to and tell about her
experiences.
Rebecca thought about the long talk she had had with Tony. It wasn't
going to be easy going through all the adoption and infertility
procedures. She was going to need friends to talk with, to help her
keep things in perspective.
"Soon!" they all said together.
Copyright Vickie Morgan, 1999
E-mail artemis55@hotmail.com
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