Carol's Weekend 3 (M/f/m Various)

Carol's Weekend (Part 3)


Taking her by the arm he led her down the path onto the beach and they strolled
along the sand past the scattering of holiday makers.  Seeing a young couple
lying, sunbathing, Frank purposefully walked close by them so that when the
reclining man opened his eyes as they their shadows fell over him he was
treated to a perfect view of Carol's bare arse as it swayed under her dress.

His girlfriend, also observing this, muttered 'Tart' and slapped her boyfriend
hard.  Carol's cheeks reddened at the term but inwardly she found herself
excited at the thought of the stranger seeing her nakedness.  When they were
thirty yards behind them Frank very deliberately lifted the hem of her frock so
that the young man received a final, very welcome view of Carol's perfect
behind.

Carol turned crimson but her pace did not falter and she made no effort to push
the skirt back down.  Presently they found a secluded place amongst the rocks
inhabited y only an old man who sat patiently attending his fishing rod.

Carefully Frank positioned Carol so that the old man could see her out of the
corner of his eye, although the fisherman appeared not to realise they were
there.  For some time they sat quietly, Frank's arm around her shoulders.

'Raise your skirt and masturbate' he said in his simple authoritative manner. 
Carol knew at this moment that she was utterly powerless to resist the whims of
this strange man who sat beside her.  

He watched quietly as she raised the front of her frock and, spreading her
legs, slid her right hand down over her pubis.  Closing her eyes she ran her
fingers lightly over her lips acutely aware of the old man not ten yards from
where she sat.  Gradually familiar feelings began to course through her as she
dipped her fingers gently into her saturated cunt.

Bringing her left hand down she rubbed at her clitoris as she curled the
fingers of her right into her pussy to rub at the wall behind her pubic bone. 
Occasionally the feeling was so intense that she shivered and groaned.  'Open
you eyes, Carol' she heard him whisper.

Knowing what she would see she slowly did as she was told and saw the old man
watching her intently, all thoughts of his previous occupation gone,  he made
no pretence about watching this beautiful girl frig herself in front of him. 
Carol held his gaze as her fingers roamed over and in her pussy, spreading her
copious juice all over her shining, bare cunt.

She watched as he quietly slid his hand down the front of his old jeans and
rubbed his cock through the hard material.  Pure lust swept over her as she
thrust three fingers deep into her pussy and then slowly withdrew them before
bringing them to her mouth.  Frank seized her wrist and changed her direction
and it was his mouth that licked the glistening juice from her.

The old man, shifted around to watch more easily as Carol returned her fingers
to her pussy and humped them into herself in short, sharp thrusts.  Emboldened
by the relative seclusion and the spectacle he was witnessing he released his
cock from his trousers and began to rub it expertly.  This pushed Carol to
another plane as she attacked her own pussy feverishly.

At a sign from Frank the old man stood up and hobbled awkwardly over to stand
in front of Carol.  Frank watched as the old man devoured the sight before him,
furiously rubbing his old member until with a gurgling groan he splattered the
front of Carol's dress with a surprising amount of come.  Carol stepped over
the edge into that familiar world of her own orgasm, her eyes tight shut as she
ground down on her fingers.

When she opened her eyes again, a minute later, the old man had returned to
where he had been sitting.  As Carol and Frank rose to leave he smiled
gratefully at them and waved farewell.  Carol searched her memory to find the
last time that she had felt as sexually fulfilled as this man beside her had
accomplished.  The answer when it came back was never.

On they strolled until they came to a café/bar on the edge of the beach. 
Entering it took some moments for their eyes to adjust to the gloom of the
small place.  Taking a table they enjoyed the coolness afforded them by the
shade and sipped at the long cool drinks that Frank had ordered.

Their attention centred on a couple sitting at another table.  The man was
short, balding and running to fat, the woman, tall with a pinched face and
unkempt hair dragged into a bun.  The woman was berating the glum looking man
for having forgotten to pack her sunglasses.  On and on she went, all the while
the man sat meekly accepting the verbal assault.

Finally the woman rose and stalked out, stopping at the door and telling him
not to forget to pay the bill.  Carol and Frank watched as he rose slowly and
walked over to the counter.  They heard him ask where the toilet was as he
handed over the money to the cashier.

Instantly Frank was on his feet and dragging Carol behind him he crossed the
floor and entered the door marked 'Gentlemen'.  Quickly he closed the door and
pushed Carol into one of the two cubicles in the small room.

A moment or two later the small man entered the room and stepped up to the
urinal to relieve himself.  When he had finished he turned to the sink, nodding
a greeting at Frank as men do in public lavatories.  Having washed his hands
the man dried them and turned to leave.  As he did so Frank grasped his arm
firmly and literally shoved him into the cubicle.

The man stared in utter disbelief at Carol, who sensing what was to take place
had taken off her skimpy dress and now stood naked, wearing only a welcoming
smile.  Not giving the man a chance to say anything she yanked at his shorts
and allowed his prick to jump free.

Carol sank to her knees and took the man's prick in her hot mouth, surprised at
the respectable size of the small man's organ.  Deftly she sucked on his
length, delighted to feel it stiffen instantly under the ministrations of her
wicked tongue.  Within a minute the man had swelled to full stiffness.

Not allowing him a moment to think she stood up and steered him to the toilet
seat pushing him in the chest so that he fell back, his cock rising out of a
tangle of pubic hair.  Grabbing his cock she rubbed the head against her hot
twat and without a pause slid down on his rigid length.

As his tool sank straight into her wet cunt the man couldn't hold back and
uttered his first and last words. 'Fucking hell'.

He lasted less than a minute as Carol furiously rode up and down on his cock
and the moment she felt his come flood into her she pulled herself upright,
grabbed her dress and slipping it back on, left the room.  A moment later she
returned to the shell-shocked man, who hadn't moved, and leaning down, kissed
him lightly on the cheek.  Grinning she turned and rejoined Frank in the main
area of the café.

As they left they bumped into the haughty wife who asked them if they had seen
her husband in the café.  Carol screamed with laughter and ran off down the
path, shaking with mirth.  Frank sauntered after her, smiling broadly at the
confused woman.


When finally Frank caught up with her she hung around his neck, crying with
laughter.  'That was the wildest thing I think I have ever done' she sobbed
through her tears.  He smiled and stroked her hair tenderly as they turned to
walk back towards the house.  Carol burst into  hysterical laughter as they
once more passed the couple from the bar.  She glared and he smiled.  Over
their laughter they both clearly heard the man tell the woman to '..bloody well
fuck off  back to your mother's then'.

Once they were back in the seclusion of the house Carol went to the bathroom
and quickly strip washed to remove the dried semen of the small man from her
thighs.  Returning to the living area downstairs she saw that Frank was talking
to someone.  As she entered the room the other person turned and Carol saw that
she was a cute looking, woman with short, red hair perhaps thirty years old. 
At her feet sat a large black case.

Carol this is Jen' Frank introduced them to each other.  'Jen is here to lend
us a hand, so to speak'.  As he spoke he beckoned them to follow him.  Jen
smiled and picked up the case.

Frank opened a door that led into a large room that Carol had not been in
before.  It had in the centre a large table and to one side there was an
equally large settee.  It appeared that this was a study of some kind and Carol
saw that it had large picture windows looking out over the sea.  Frank strode
over to the windows and at the flick of a switch curtains glided across the
glass so that almost at once the room was plunged into darkness.

Next he turned on a set of lights that bathed the room in a luxurious glow. 
Finally he retrieved a large mahogany, brass bound box.  Gesturing to Carol to
join him she walked across the soft carpet to his side.

'You are about to indulge in the ultimate form of exhibitionism, Carol' Frank
said quietly.  'You are about to be a star' he paused for effect and nodded
towards Jen.

Carol turned slowly and her eyes grew steadily wider as she saw what Jen was
doing.  At that moment she was affixing a video camera to a tripod and Carol
saw that she had already rigged two portable lights aimed at the table.  She
turned back to Frank and stared in disbelief at his tranquil face.

'Two copies' he said quietly 'one for my collection and the other for you'. 
Then, strangely, he held out his hand and grasping hers shook it.  She smiled
at him then.  A smile of total wanton sexual ecstasy.

'Open the box and start when you are ready' he whispered in her ear before
turning and seating himself on the settee in front of the table.

'One moment' she said and ran out of the room.

One moment was twenty minutes but when she returned the sight that befell
Frank's eyes was worth the wait.

Carol stood in a black cocktail dress, black stockings and black high heels. 
Her blonde hair was curled on top of her head and she had applied the most
subtle of make-up that enhanced every aspect of her beauty.  Even her walk had
altered to a graceful slide so that as she crossed the room she did not appear
to move a muscle.  Frank watched transfixed.

When she reached the table she turned. Leant her buttocks against the edge and
swung herself up onto the surface.  Rising to her feet she began to sway to
some subtle rhythm, gyrating her hips and pushing out her breasts as her hands
slid over her thighs and across her smooth belly.

On she went dancing like someone in a trance, her fingers raising the hem of
her dress every so often to reveal the tops of the sheer stockings she was
wearing.  All the while Jen recorded the action on videotape.  Carol's motions
became more daring and she pushed her dress up until it remained rucked around
her waist to reveal a pair of black cotton, high-cut panties.

Delicately she traced the prominent outline of her full pussy lips through the
fine fabric occasionally pushing it up into her sticky slit so that soon the
material showed her excitement through the tell-tale damp patch.  On and on she
went, pushing the flimsy dress higher until with a fluid movement she drew it
over her head and threw it to the floor to reveal her naked breasts.

The woman on the table looked quite staggering as she swayed to her own music. 
Jen found that she had a hand down the front of her jeans as she taped the
action in front of her.

Carol bent down and opened the box, reached in and withdrew a gold-tipped
vibrator.  The thing buzzed into life and she rolled the tip over her taut
nipples, moaning softly to herself as delicious tremors ran through her.  With
a savage wrench she ripped her panties off and sank to her knees, legs spread
wide showing her glorious pussy to the camera.

She looked at Frank and smiled as she saw that he had his penis in his hand and
was slowly pulling on it.  She sighed as she ran the vibrator deep into her
pussy and she stayed like this for several minutes fucking herself slowly with
the buzzing dildo.  Then without warning she pulled it out and licked it clean
as if it was a man's prick, sliding it in and out of her mouth before tossing
it over her shoulder.  Jen let her jeans fall to the floor as she massaged her
own pussy at the spectacle in front of her.

Carol, meanwhile, dipped into the box beside her and pulled out an enormous
pink dildo.  Sucking it she lay on her back before opening her legs as wide as
she could.  Taking a deep breath she pushed the phallus against the sodden lips
of her cunt and gasped as the big head slid past her outer portal.  Ever so
slowly she fed the huge cock into her gaping cunt until she only had enough of
it left to keep a grip on.  Pinching her nipples with her free hand she began
to pull the prick out of her, acutely aware of the filthy sucking sound it made
as it left her sticky hole.

In and out of her twat she plunged the cock and each time her cunt slurped
disgustingly.  The noise of it was enough to allow Jen to tremble into a little
orgasm of her own as she played with her tiny clit, her eyes never leaving
Carol's gaping puss.

Carol slid off the table and went to kneel in front of Frank who leaned back in
his chair his hand sliding off his hard, erect tool.  With a grin Carol bobbed
forward and licked the pre-cum off its tip, delighting in the way Frank
twitched as she made contact.

Again she leaned forward and this time slid her lips all the way down his
shaft, stopping only when she reached his balls.  Laying the dildo she still
held to one side she cupped his sack and fondled his heavy nuts as she gave him
the best blow job he could ever remember receiving.

Standing once more she turned her back to Frank and straddled his thighs,
reaching between her legs to grasp his tool.  Jen took the camera off the
tripod and came and knelt a few feet away, focusing close up on Frank's knob as
it rose to meet Carol's anus.

Slowly Carol worked the large head into her rectum and then when she was ready
she simply let go, sitting down hard.  Her scream mingled with the explosive
groan Frank emitted as his cock rammed straight into her arsehole.  He
jack-knifed upwards and grasped her tits reflexively as she raised herself once
more before plunging down onto his straining member.

Time and again she slammed his meat into her tight hole, revelling in the
strong, manly grunt she heard from Frank each time she impaled herself. 
Leaning forward she retrieved the dildo from the floor and raised herself up
once more.  Holding the rigid phallus with both hands she brought it to rest
inside the lips of her streaming pussy.  Jen sensing something extraordinary
was about to happen widened the shot to take in Carol's face and a  moment
later she captured the most incredible scene she had ever taken as Carol once
more let go.

This time the dildo entered her cunt as Frank's cock surged up her arsehole. 
The combination of the two intrusions sparked a climax Carol did not know was
in her.  She screamed aloud and desperately started to ride the two cocks as
fast as she could as orgasm after orgasm hit her like sledgehammers.  She was
oblivious to Frank pumping stream after stream of hot spunk deep into her as
she gave in to the cataclysmic pinnacle she had reached.

On and on she pumped, riding his cock with total abandonment, oblivious to the
groans of pain that emanated from Frank, oblivious too to the cries of Jen as
she spurted her own love juice down her thighs.

Suddenly she went absolutely rigid and fell forward onto the carpet.  Frank
could only lie there gasping for breath as she lay in a kneeling position on
the floor, cum dripping form the two inch circle that was her normally tight
ring, a large pink dildo protruding from her shaven cunt.  Jen dropped the
camera at this point so Carol would always regret not having actually seen her
lean forward and stick her tongue deep into the contracting hole and lap at
Frank's spunk.

As Jen straightened up Carol rolled onto her side and smiled adoringly up at
Frank who could only look in awe at this extraordinary woman who lay at his
feet.  He slid forward until he was kneeling beside her and kissed her gently
on the forehead.  Carol closed her eyes and slept.

She awoke to find herself curled up in the master bedroom of the house.  Frank
was not beside her when she looked but there on the pillow was a note and a
video tape.  Sitting upright she took the note and read it.

'Dear Carol,

There is not a lot that I wish to say to you other than you are the most
breathtaking woman I have ever met.

Saying goodbye to you is not something I wish to do so please forgive me for
not being around.  I have ordered a taxi to collect you at 5.00pm (Don't worry,
it has been paid for).

In a way I should be cross at you.  I have, as you must have suspected, done
this sort of thing before but I will not do it again with any other woman.  No
woman could match you.

Be well and take good care.

Frank'

Carol smiled to herself and climbed off the bed.  She showered and dressed
before packing her case, not forgetting the video off the bed.  She heard the
taxi sound his horn and went down the stairs.

She was just about to close the front door when she paused.  Telling the driver
to take her case she turned back into the hall and walked over to a small
table.  Taking out a small notebook and pen she carefully noted his telephone
number.

'I think I might be needing this sometime' she thought to herself.  'Soon'.