Christmas in Carol

The very same Carol I had fucked in my client's house only a few weeks ago and was supposedly at home with her husband in Turkey. The same Carol who had taken my virginity all those years ago on that campsite. And the same woman who, after turning me into a virile man, had got me to shaft her from behind up against a woodland tree, and consequently got her pregnant, albeit only temporarily. Fate had taken its hand and a month later she had fallen off her bicycle and miscarried.

I must have looked aghast, and if I hadn't reached that state of horniness beyond no return, my cock might have slackened in shock. But I held firm inside the blonde's mouth as I silently asked the question to Rachel. What did she know about last November? Did she know I had shagged this very woman only hours after we too had given in to our own carnal desire?

I assured myself that if she did know, she would hardly be grinning. But how the hell did she know her intimately enough to join in our threesome?

She spoke at last, "Enjoy Tom, this is our thank you for all the pleasure you have been giving me and Lisa."

Lisa moaned in agreement, she had already moved down the bed and had one of Carol's nipples in her mouth, and Rachel was fingering her cunt. This vision was enough for me and I bucked my hips upward requesting renewed attention from Carol. For a moment she removed my cock from her mouth, blew Rachel a kiss, then one at me. Nodding towards Rachel I quizzed Carol who instantly recognized my question. Thankfully, she imperceptibly shook her head. Rachel knew nothing about my recent sexual jamboree with her.

I must have still looked worried because Rachel then whispered in my ear and gave me my third surprise of the night, "It's okay darling, I want you to fuck her, I want to watch you fuck my secret lover."

As the revelation swirled in my mind that Rachel had been bisexual all along, Carol turned around and presented her ass to me, her cunt clearly moist and ready to receive my cock.

"Fuck me Tom," she spoke out loud, "Fuck my cunt while we watch these two lovebirds at play."

I don't know how many people it takes to make an orgy, but I am sure this was the start of one. And from this point my memory is a blur. Yes, I fucked Carol, the way she preferred, good and hard, from behind, and accompanied by the dirty language she liked to hear. It took little effort or time to spunk deeply into her slutty cunt.

I was out of this world, here I was having uninhibited unprotected sex with a married woman while watching my fuck-buddy make love to my married school-time sweetheart!

4:15 am

It was still dark when we all eventually collapsed on our backs, exhausted and stinking of sex. In the faint light I smiled when I saw the girls mavoeuvring to find a dry part of the bed sheet, I was pleased that a considerable amount of the contribution was mine! As far as I can recollect I had, in addition to Carol, fucked the other two girls once each, and licked all three pussies as the girls lay in a row kissing and continuously orgasming. All of us were too excited to sleep and I lit us up a couple of weeds and the lust continued, albeit more sedately, into the dawn.

8:20 am

The three girls were all asleep, curled up naked together under my duvet, while I lay awake, reflecting on the night's events.

I list count of how many times I had cum, I think it was four. Definitely once deep inside Carol, then the others had watched me shoot into Lisa's mouth and we all cheered when she made a great show of swallowing the lot. I had ejaculated over Carol's tits as we both watched the other two engage in a highly erotic soixante-neuf, but the best was what I had waited for all night.

Instead of two mouths pleasuring my cock I now had three. No porn film I had seen could surpass the moment when I pulled out of Lisa and shot my fourth load. I allowed my spunk to be released slowly so the girls could gather it on their tongues and spread it around my cock, and I watched in sheer delight as they French kissed each other, sharing my taste on their lips. Then in turn, they pressed their spunk-laden mouths to mine, and I could taste my own cum. I didn't mind, I had been there before with Lisa, and anyway, I was too horny to care. I was on cloud nine.

Having drunk the least the night before, I was the first to rise and headed for the toilet.

As I waited for the liquid to flow I looked into the mirror at the scruffy vision, and a shadow moved into view behind me. Carol reached around and placed her hand around my cock just as I started to pee.

"Ugh, all sticky," she muttered.

I wasn't surprised, his nocturnal journey had involved three mouths and three pussies. I recollected that it was amazing that in our horny state no assholes had been invaded, neither with cock nor tongue. Speaking only for myself of course, what the girls had done with their fingers I was unaware.

"Sorry," I grinned into the mirror, but she held on, guiding me as I continued to piss, "But some of the goo is probably yours!"

"No problem," she replied. I watched in amazement as she held my cock steady while I peed, and of course I started to grow in her hand. Pissing with an erection can be disastrous in an enclosed space but by the time I was hard, I had fortunately finished.

My cock was now fully erect and in view at the bottom of the mirror.

"He looks lovely, Tom. Remember what we did in Kamile's bathroom?"

How could I forget anything to do with this kinky woman? After a couple of hours of hot sex we had showered together and, rather than hop out to the loo, she had peed in the cubicle, some of it directed intentionally at my cock. Both turned on, we had fucked again.

"Of course I do, and thank you," I replied, admiring myself in the mirror, "Not clean enough to suck though."

To my amazement, Carol looked into my eyes and then squatted on the floor, "Wanna bet?"

Calling my bluff, she shook my cock free of the remaining drops, wiped it with a tissue, and took me in her mouth, and sucked me rapidly as though her life depended on it.

Then just as quickly, she stood up and kissed me on the lips. "Not now Tom, more of this later, we have all day, remember it's a Bank Holiday?"

It was just as well, I don't think I could manage another orgasm just yet, not even if Halle Berry, Jennifer Aniston and the great lips of Angelina Jolie all went down on me at once! Well, just maybe!

I was spent, and Carol sensed it. Although she had been a late arrival to my bed she must have been pretty exhausted herself, especially when she told me that she had been masturbating in the living room waiting for the right moment to join us.

She grabbed my arm, "Come on, lets make some tea, get some spunk back into those big balls of yours."

Shivering, we waited for the kettle to boil. The heating hadn't kicked in yet, so we cuddled together to share our heat.

"So Rachel let you in then, with Lisa?"

"Yes," she grinned.

"Had you not met Lisa before then?"

"Only on the phone, to set this up."

I admitted to her that it was very well planned.

"When did you first think of it, Carol?" I was interested to know how it fitted in with our recent fun at the house in Chigwell.

"Oh, about three months ago!"

"What?"

She laughed at my bewilderment. A voice called out from the bedroom, "What's going on out there you two?"

"Just making some tea, Rach, you guys want some?"

"No thanks. Take your time." Some giggles followed her words.

Carol laughed, "Sounds as though they are at it again!"

I ignored her, searching the sink for two clean cups, "So tell me then, you had this all planned before we even met at Kamile's?"

"Uh huh. Even before you fucked Rachel in your office!"

I froze, "You knew about that?"

"Yep," she grinned and, then looking at me with a serious expression, "But she doesn't know about you and me, apart from our camping days of course. I still have fond memories of that day I taught you doggie sex."

"But..,"

"Tom, before you get your knickers in a twist…" she reached down to my semi erect cock, "…and I'm glad you're not wearing any. Let me tell you how this all came about, okay?"

"Okay, lets take our tea in there." 'There' being the slightly less cold living room with the inviting sofa. Despite my temporary exhaustion, something told me that, with the other two preoccupied in further carnal desire, I was soon to fuck this woman yet again. We pulled a rug over us as we snuggled up together semi-naked on the sofa.

"Remember the first time we had sex, Tom?"

"How can I forget? I remember how I kept asking you for a date."

"Well, it wasn't because I didn't fancy you, I happened to know that Rachel did too."

"But we were just good friends. That was all."

"Yes, after I realised that was all it was going to be, then I let you fuck me."

"So how come you are okay with what Rachel and I did the very night before we two got together?"

"Because Rach and I are lovers, Tom, we have been for years. But what you and I did that evening will remain a between ourselves. We all have to have a least one secret."

I wondered if this New Year could possibly spring any more surprises. And if you read '24 Hours' you will know it did. And how! I believe the Chinese call the coming year as the Year of the Pig. Well, I truly believe it should be renamed as the Year of the Rabbit, the women I was to meet certainly fucked like one!

"You two? Lovers? I don't believe this. For how long?"

She laughed as we heard the familiar sounds of sex permeating from the next room, and gave my cock a squeeze, "Ever since our first date Tom, she found out about you and me in that tent. She was ever so jealous."

"But she never gave me any indication she wanted to have sex with me."

"No, because she also treasured you as her best friend, and that once you fucked her you would move on, just like all the other boys she had."

"So what actually started you off with her?"

"Do you remember the party at the Simpson's, the place with the pool?"

"Yes, in Clapham wasn't it? I think I was with that Indian girl from the Post Office."

"Mmm, Narita, she was bloody sexy, I slept with her myself!"

"Shit! Just how long have you been bisexual Carol?"

"Forever Tom. I had sex with a girl, Trudi, you wouldn't know her, long before I even looked at a cock. If it hadn't been for this nice fat thing," she lifted the rug to look at the erect cock firmly gripped in her hand, "I might even have become a lesbian."

I put my cup down and slipped my hand between her sticky thighs. She opened her legs to allow my fingers to slip into her slick pussy. "I'm very grateful you didn't."

"So am I, Tom," she shivered as I delved in further, "I think we should fuck soon to keep warm, don't you?"

I nodded, but wanted to know more. "You were saying? About the party?"

"Oh yes, I was in the pool and furious because the boy I came with was chatting up some other girl, when Rachel joined me. She said something about your mum being sick and you had to leave early?"

"I remember, I was actually after the same girl your boyfriend was!"

She laughed, "You bastard! You were with Narita. Typical man, always looking for something better."

"I couldn't help it, she came on to me, who was I to object? She was clearly into sex in a big way, I heard later that she went home with not one boy, but two! And I wasn't either of them!"

"Serves you right, you dirty sod. As it happened, my boyfriend was one of them, fucking creep."

"We men of small brains and large cocks are only human, darling! They say we don't have enough blood to run them both at the same time!"

Carol smiled, "I can quite believe that! Anyway, Rachel came up to me and we shared our woes, she was all sad because she had missed her chance with you and I looked like going to bed without any cock. Suddenly we saw the funny side and hugged in the water. Next thing we were kissing."

"Wow, she never told me about that. In fact, up until Christmas she told me she was only curious about other women."

"She wouldn't have said anything, Tom, not even to you. She has always been embarrassed about that side of her life, until Boxing Day that is! The curious bit was to break the ice with you."

"So did you have sex there in the pool?"

"God no, too many people around! I'd already been with girls before, Tom, but never like that, not in public. The contact of our skins told us both this was going further, so we got out, dried ourselves off and went down to the bottom of the garden. There were lots of bushes down there, but even then we had to be careful, it was a warm night and we weren't the only couple around with some serious amorous intentions!"

She felt my cock leak into her hand, "Enjoying this aren't you?"

I grinned, and wriggled a finger against her furry g-spot, "What do you think? So did you make love to her?"

"Not that night no, we just kissed a lot and touched each others breasts through our bikini tops. We didn't go any further than that, although I was desperate to feel between her legs, especially if she was as wet as I was."

"Lovely, so when did you do it properly?"

Carol shivered. Despite the rug, we were still cold, so we cuddled closer together.

"The following weekend, she actually approached me saying how much she enjoyed the kissing, and that it was so different from the greedy boys, and could we do it again?"

"And?"

"My dad had gone fishing for the day, my mum was shopping, and my brother had spent the night at his girlfriend's house, so we had the place to ourselves."

Carol was starting to wriggle under my probing fingers, and the sounds of sex from the bedroom were turning us both on.

She shivered again, "Tell you what, Tom, why don't we fuck and get warm while I tell you about Rach?"

Carols cunt was so wet from the combination of saliva and semen that I slipped into her from above without effort, her pussy squelching as we started to move together.

She humped her hips upward to meet my thrusts, "Fuck, that's nice, Tom, thank you."

"My pleasure, darling, you are heaven to fuck."

She reached up and held my chin, "You know what?"

"What?" I grinned.

"My definition of heaven is you inside me 24/7."

"Mmm, the mind boggles! So, carry on, about you and Rach."

I pulled the rug over my back and, as I resumed fucking her, she talked.

"We had a couple of my dad's whiskeys to settle our nervousness and I started the ball rolling by talking about how boys kiss. In no time we were kissing each other on the sofa, just like this." Carol lifted her head to mine and I devoured her tongue. She tasted of tea and sex!

I thrusted harder into her.

She gasped, "Fuck, that's deep, Tom."

I kissed her nose, "Go on, or I shall stop fucking."

"Okay, okay. We were feeling each other up through our clothing, and Rachel remarked that it didn't feel the same as the pool. I laughed and agreed that we were overdressed for the occasion. So we slowly stripped each other down to our bras and panties, and kissing all the time."

I speeded up my motion with that vision before my eyes, especially as I had recently become acquainted with both of their bodies. "Were you still on the sofa."

"Yes, but it was leather and all squeaky so I suggested my mum's bed."

"Your mum's? Why not yours?"

"There was more room, and anyway mine still had a picture of you on the wall."

"Not the one of me naked?" She had photographed me before that memorable doggie session in the woods. "The one with the hard-on?"

"God no, my dad would have killed me, although I've still got it!" She grinned up at me, thrusting her pelvis at me to meet my strokes. "Mum might have been interested though, she was the one who watched the porn in our house."

I remembered her mother and admiring her slender figure, "She was very sexy then."

"She still is, Tom, she's having a whale of time since Dad left, She's 47 this year and getting more cock than I am! Barring this weekend of course!" She giggled, and I kissed her lips.

"Good for her."

"You remember Ian Gray, that tall Canadian guy I was going with?"

"The blonde bloke with strange eyes? I think I remember Rachel telling me she fancied him too."

"Everyone did, Tom, including my mum, and that was what I was going to tell you. I'm certain he shagged her after he and I broke up."

I laughed, "She's really something, your mum, pity she's not here tonight."

Carol shook her head, "Tom, she is so not into girls, I can tell you that for certain. She knows I am, but that's as far as it goes. She likes doing this too much." And, as if to emphasise her words, she thrusted her pelvis hard up at mine and my balls slammed against her ass.

"Anyway, don't you think you have had enough girls to fuck for one day?"

At that precise moment a loud screech shook the apartment walls. Lisa had bottomed out again! We continued to fuck, knowing that Rachel would now demand her share of the orgasmic spoils.

"So go on, tell me more about you and Rachel."

Carol was staring dreamily at the doorway, then turned back to me, "Sorry, where was I?"

"In your mum's bed with her."

"Oh yes. We just carried on under the covers, kissing and touching and feeling each other through our pants."

"The way people do," I laughed and, sensing the approach of her orgasm, took an available nipple into my mouth.

"Her panties were damp, just like mine. I remember being close to orgasm and we still had our undies on! I was trembling almost as much as she was."

"I bet. Just like now I would imagine."

Carol was indeed shaking, and she reached down to her clit, sensing my own approaching release.

"Go on, the tension is killing me here."

She continued, "I wanted us both to get fully naked but I knew it might break the spell, so we just fingered each other inside our pants until we came. It was so lovely, Tom."

"I bet. So did you make love properly? You know?"

"I think we would have done, I was desperate to go the whole hog with her and see how sweet she tasted, but Mum came home and caught us."

"Fuck!"

"Exactly! We had fallen asleep, see. Both of us half-naked on the bed."

"What did she do?"

"Well, she didn't rant and rave, she wasn't like that. She just looked calmly at us, told us to get dressed and see her in the kitchen."

"And?"

"Rach was shit scared her parents would find out, but my mum was okay with it and said she would tell no-one. She just said to use my own room in future and at least what we were doing wouldn't get us pregnant. Again," she added, looking pointedly at me.

I recalled the shocking moment when the then eighteen year-old Carol had informed me of the conception we had created that day in the woods, followed, thankfully, by the miscarriage a few weeks later when she fell off her bike.

"Wow, one very cool Mum. So when did you two do it properly?"

"We could hardly wait, but it was a few weeks later, on that school trip to Normandy it happened. I think you did the same trip the following year?"

I nodded, I had slowed my thrusting so that we could climax together.

"There were two double beds to each room, so Rach and I made sure we got the same bed together, and had proper girlie sex for the first time. The girls in the other bed giggled when they knew what we were up to."

"Wasn't that a bit awkward?"

"Not at all, Rachel and I weren't the only item on that trip, some of the others in the other rooms were fooling around too. It was the perfect opportunity for everyone to let their hair down, away from home and all that. We found out later that the girls in the next bed to us had both masturbated in the dark while listening to us."

"What? Each other?"

Carol shook her head, "No, sadly, that would really have completed the picture. They were both fully into boys at that time, they just did themselves."