My Sea-Sand-and-Sex Holiday Part Five.
written by:
Jillbaby

PREVIOUSLY, in part four. (I recommend that you read at least that part before this one.)

Jill and her boyfriend John are in Spain at a holiday club for young sexually adventurous people. John has revealed a fetish for sharing her with other men. Since she intends to finish with him after the holiday, Jill decided to go along with this and is enjoying some very exciting developments in her young sex life.

It is late evening, and she is with John and a young bar waiter from the site, called Jose. They are feeling very horny and have just left a party (where they had watched a porn video and live sex games), because Jill has asked them to fuck her outside in the warm night air.

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MY SEA-SAND-AND-SEX HOLIDAY PART FIVE.

By Jillbaby

I gasped with joy as Jose's thick, cock slid into my hot, wet cunt. The porn film and sex acts we had been watching had racked up my lust to an unbearable level - even higher than the constant horny buzz that I had been enjoying over the past few days of this amazing fuck-fest holiday.

After we left the party, I had slipped off my damp bikini bottom and relished the feel of the balmy night air wafting up my short dress to caress my pussy. Jose led us to where the mattresses for lounging around the swimming pool were kept, and after a brief fumble under the protecting cover, he pulled out a couple. I eagerly whipped off my dress, and wantonly spread my naked body on one of them, desperate for a good fucking.

Jose fucked me vigorously, almost uncaringly, unlike the skilful way he had done me earlier in the day. He seemed distracted as he pumped my pussy harder, nearly knocking the breath from me. I knew that he couldn't last at that pace, and exciting though it was, I was desperate to cum. I tried to grind my clit against his pubic bone, and dug my nails into his back, in an attempt to distract him, as he pounded me into the mattress.However, my fears were realised and I felt the usual swelling of his hardness and the warm flood, as he stiffened and came in me.

He rolled off me, and John immediately slid between my splayed legs and thrust into me. I was puzzled as to why they were in such a hurry, knowing that they were both skilful lovers. It was the kind of fucking that men are driven to - an urgent need to relieve the pressure of the lust gripping them, but the kind that leaves women aroused but dissatisfied.

John also went at me like a man possessed, and I whispered, "Go slow John, please go slow, and touch my clit." He ignored me and continued to pound my cunt relentlessly, thrusting hard and fast, his balls slapping my ass as I pushed back against him. I began to quiver, from the waves of pleasure he was sending through me, but in too short a time he was shuddering. He heaved deeply one last time and sent another load of spunk into my flooded cunt.

It had been pleasurable enough while it lasted, but the effect was akin to being hungry and tasting a few mouthfuls of a delicious meal, only to have it whipped away from you.

"Hey lads, what about me?" I protested, as John reached for his trousers. Ignoring my plea, he rummaged through his pockets.

"Christ," he muttered. "My wallet must have dropped out at the party. We had better go back for it."

In a matter of seconds, I had been helped to my feet, and after pulling on my dress, I was almost being dragged back to the building where we had been. My suspicions began to mount about the quick desperate fuck and now the missing wallet. I had noticed John and Jose chatting with Luca, the organizer of the sex party, before we left. Was this some excuse to get me back there?

The men chatted aimlessly, as if to distract me, during the short journey back, but at least I was getting my breasts and bare ass stroked as we walked. My head started to swim, and I suspected that John must have added some spirits to the large glass of sangria I had gulped down before leaving the party.

The man who had been on the door checking invited guests, was gone, and we walked into the room. The scene was very different from before. Instead of a mixture of around thirty men and women, there were only five men lounging around the room and no women. I glanced at my watch, needing to concentrate as the accumulated effects of the alcohol consumed during the day took its toll. It was almost one a.m. - much later than I had realised.

Luca was sitting on one of the sofas and didn't look surprised at our reappearance. I headed for the toilets and mopped up some of the cum leaking from me. When I reappeared, Luca was deep in conversation with John as he beckoned me over. Getting to his feet, he bowed gallantly.

"Ah, Bella, welcome back. I am so happy that you have joined us. I have an interesting proposition for you. We would like you to be the star of a little video film with these gentlemen. It is a . . . how do you say? . . . adult movie, no? Several of the ladies who were here earlier would have been happy to be invited, but my friends and I enjoyed your performance in your lap-dance and you are our esteemed choice. John and Jose have told me about how you are - shall we say, very enthusiastic for the sex." I almost burst out into nervous laughter at his stilted English, as I absorbed the shock of the suggestion.

He held out a small envelope.

"This is a voucher for a free fortnight's holiday for two, at our site next year, including travel expenses." I recalled that Jose had explained earlier at the party that Luca, as the site disk jockey, was given vouchers to distribute as prizes at the club dances, but managed to retain a few for his own purposes.

My mind had instinctively rejected his suggestion but I couldn't help thinking about the voucher. I was a student, and I had scrimped and saved for months to be able to afford this week long holiday. The offer was worth several hundred pounds and was a lot of money for me at that time. However, despite my new found sluttish behavior this week, including my first double penetration, surely this was a step too far.

I turned and started to move away, but John gripped my arm.

"Come on, Jill don't run away. You know how much you loved it when three of us fucked you, and after all, over here nobody knows who you are." I saw greed as well as lust in his eyes as he continued,

"And think of the free holiday; that would be great for us."

Here he was pimping me out again, I thought. My contempt for him which had been gradually building over the holiday, reached a peak. Suddenly with some form of twisted logic, I saw a way to punish him. Yes, I would go through with the filming, but of course, he wouldn't be the one accompanying me on the holiday next year. I could hardly wait to see his face when I tell him that we are finished.

Looking back on it, I accept that I was on a sexual and alcohol induced high, and I remember the adrenaline that surged through me as I decided to take part. So the idea of punishing John was probably another of my instinctive excuses to cover the fact that my slutty persona was really coming to life that week.

I turned back to Luca.

"What do I have to do?" I asked. Luca's face split into a delighted smile. He explained that they would film a sequence of sexual activities between me and the four members of staff. The disc would be for their own use only and would not be sold to any commercial organization. The men knew the scenarios and what parts they had to play.

"Just you relax and enjoy yourself Bella," he finished, inviting me to sit on the sofa, and beckoning to the men.

I sat down and gulped down the large glass of sangria that Jose had brought for me. A trickle of sweat rolled down my back as I wondered what was going to happen. I didn't have long to wait.

Three young Spaniards approached with reassuring smiles. My dress was slipped over my head and once again, I was naked apart from my stiletto sandals. One sat on each side of me and the third knelt between my legs. My breathing was ragged and when Luca moved in with the camcorder, I closed my eyes, and whimpered at the surge of pleasure as three pairs of hands started to move on my body.

I quivered as fingers stroked the swollen lips of my pussy and a thumb caressed my clit. I had been told that this first scene was to feature me being pleasured to an orgasm, since John and Jose had told Luca about how I climaxed easily and powerfully.

My clit sprang to life and I could feel my pussy swelling and moistening. Meanwhile the men on either side of me were stroking my breasts, their mouths alternating between kissing me and sucking them. One whispered in my ear,

"I love your beautiful breasts. I could play with them all day."

Already this week I had experienced the brand new thrill of two men making love to me, but the effects of having three concentrate on stimulating me were mind-blowing. Unwilling to face the camera I still had my eyes closed when the fingers of both my hands were enclosed around hard, warm cocks. As always, I quivered at the sense of male potency that comes from holding a stiff, throbbing dick. The contrast between the baby-like silky skin and the hardness that can fill my cunt, always turns me on.

"Just stroke it gently. We don't want to cum yet," one of them muttered throatily.

As my excitement soared, I felt a warm finger, wet from my juices, nudging and probing insistently at my anal ring. Although my asshole was not virgin territory, since I had enjoyed my first anal sex that week, I was very nervous but I tried to relax my ass as much as possible. In my aroused state, there was no pain yet, as the finger started to feel its way inside me, widening and loosening me.

Conscious of the all-seeing camera, I felt my face flush to match the throbbing heat in my breasts, at the way my body was being explored - but in such a wonderfully arousing way. Another finger was gently probing my pussy and a thumb circled my clit, while the hot wet mouths that were taking turns to cover mine were stifling the moans I was making.

My rectum had now relaxed and the two fingers worked in tandem - in and out, round and round, rubbing against each other through the membrane. A blend of my fluids and cum, was dribbling over the man's hands and lubricating the finger in my ass. Suddenly my pussy was stretched as a second finger and then a third thrust into my cunt and pumped me vigorously.

Memory plays tricks and it is hard to compare orgasms, but I sometimes think that at that precise moment my body was receiving the most intense stimulation of my life. Six skilful hands were working on my breasts - my cunt and ass - my clit - my lips and tongue; every inch of me it seemed. My whole body started trembling violently and I found myself desperately humping the fingers inside me.

"That's it, she's cumming," I heard, and then I experienced my first ever rolling, continual orgasm. I don't know how long it went on, but I thought that it was never going to stop and that I was about to die from an overload of ecstasy. The sensations were like mini-orgasms, sharp and repeated, and exploding in my brain. I wailed like an animal in pain as they continued to manipulate me. As my sexual nerve centers were churning out orgasm after orgasm, my legs jerked wildly and uncontrollably, no doubt creating quite a spectacle for the camera.

On and on it went, until I could no longer hold my head up, the hands were withdrawn, and I slumped back helplessly as the final spasm left me a shuddering wreck. I think that I blacked out for a few seconds before hearing,

"Wow, you were right, she is hot." I opened my eyes to see Luca looking down admiringly from where he had been taking a close-up of my face in its orgasmic throes. He switched off the camera.

"Never thought you'd be in a porno, did you Jill?" John added smugly. He and Jose were both stroking their cocks which were only semi-hard after their recent fuck. I felt like snapping that the men were better lovers than he was, but I bit my tongue and relaxed in my after-glow. Luca complimented me.

"That was great Jill. We'll shoot the next scene after you've had a rest."

While I sipped yet another drink, I tried to come to terms with what was happening. Here I was, a nineteen-year old student, naked among a group of men, ready to perform God knows what kind of sex acts, in the early hours of the morning. Certainly, I had enjoyed more than my fair share of men since I was fifteen, but never anything like this. I moved my ass gingerly, but it seemed fine after the fingering it had received.

I shook my head in wonderment. The truth was that I was enjoying myself and getting a free holiday into the bargain.

The next scene was to be a fantasy where I was a captive "victim" and it was set up before filming started. I was arranged in a kneeling position facing the back of the sofa. My arms were extended to the sides along the top and soft strips of material bound my wrists to the legs of the sofa. It was a comfortable enough position and from the smooth way that it was arranged, I guessed that they had done this many times before with willing, horny holidaymakers. To my surprise, a silk mask was drawn over my eyes. I felt a pang of fear, but Luca spoke reassuringly.

"Don't worry Jill, it's just part of the fantasy scene. We might do some domination, but we won't hurt you."

In the sudden silence, I heard a click as the camera was turned on and I waited expectantly, my heart pounding with excitement. Nothing happened for a few seconds and then a hand slipped under my jaw and I detected a male odor and felt the unmistakable texture of a hard cock pressing against my lips. I realized that my head was nicely at crotch level for anyone standing behind the sofa.

Fingers squeezed my cheeks to open my lips and the man jammed his cock in and started to fuck my mouth with hard, deep strokes. I couldn't deep throat at that time and without the use of my hands I started to cough and gag as he tried to push it deeper. They must have obtained the effect that they wanted for the video, because he eased back and settled to sliding his shaft in and out more gently, allowing me to lick and suck properly.

Meanwhile, the sofa sagged as someone settled behind me, parted my knees and ran his fingers up the insides of my thighs. I hadn't been sure how I would react to this organized gang bang, but found myself quivering with arousal - the first indications of my enjoyment of role-play situations. My clit and nipples were firming up and my ever-present pussy moisture was starting to flood. A warm dry hand enclosed one of my breasts and squeezed as a firm body pressed against my back.

"English girl, you're going to get a fucking tonight like you never had before, babe," he promised. I wasn't sure if that was just for the camera or if he meant it.

In seconds, a hard dick had been slipped into my unresisting cunt, and I grunted around the cock in my mouth. His other hand moved around my waist to my belly and he pulled me into him in time with his steady lunges hard against the roof of my pussy. Strangely enough, I had never fucked in that position before and as I wriggled my hips and thrust down on the stiff cock, I vowed to use it in future.

The man in front of me had grabbed the sides of my head and was swaying back and forth, as he fucked my mouth. I was startled when he spoke, in a choked voice,

"Swallow it all, bitch." I felt the warmth of his cock spurting over my tongue and I started to swallow. However, they wanted more for the camera which was no doubt in front of my face. The cock slipped out and he spoke again, as a hand gripped my hair,

"Open up then and let's see if it's all gone." Obediently I opened my mouth wide. All of the cum hadn't gone down my throat and as my head was pulled forward, a little creamy stream dribbled out from the corners of my mouth. Then I felt the smooth head of his prick rubbing over my face, smearing the semen over my lips and cheeks.

Meanwhile, the man shagging me had increased his pace, no doubt inspired by what was going on in front of him. I felt his weight on my back as he tensed, trembled, and leaned forwards on me, letting out a deep sigh. His cock twitched wildly and I received another flood of cum.

The initial burst was quickly followed by three more eruptions deep inside me before his cock, finally emptied, and slipped limply between my buttocks. He moved, and fingers drew my pussy lips apart, no doubt for the camera to capture the cream pie shot as I felt the usual trickle on my thigh.

As soon as the two moved away, their places were immediately filled, and again I had a cock in my mouth and cunt. In this scene, they seemed to be more intent on enjoying themselves with my body and were paying less attention to my needs. Nonetheless, as usual, the blindfold was intensifying my sensations, and I was floating along on a nice wave of pleasure, although my jaw was getting sore and I was just letting the cock slide in and out of my pursed lips.

I was humping my hips back on the cock which was working hard in my cunt, when it was suddenly pulled out, drawing a groan from me. I felt fingers gathering some of the slimy liquid that was oozing from me and rubbing it into my asshole.

I panicked. I had managed the finger earlier, but a cock would need lubrication. By jerking my head back, I managed to free the cock from my mouth.

"I need some lube down there please, I called blindly." The finger stopped moving and there was silence, as if they were thinking and had perhaps stopped filming. Finally Luca spoke,

"Okay Bella, but give us some nice dirty talk for the film. Tell us how horny you are and how you want to be fucked in the ass and cunt. I'll give Pedro here, some jelly and he will use it before we start filming again."

Nothing happened for a moment or two, and then I gasped as fingers rubbed cool, slippery jelly around my anal ring and then up into my rectum.

"Okay Jill, we are starting again, tell us to fuck your ass."

I hesitated, I had never gone in for dirty talk while fucking at that time, and I felt embarrassed. Strangely enough, not being able to see their faces helped, and I started,

"Please fuck my ass," I requested in a quiet timid voice. I jerked with surprise as a hand smacked my ass stingingly.

"Louder, bitch! Tell us what you want us to do."

As well as the shock of the slap, the loud words spoken next to my ear startled me. I caught a whiff of garlic as the man leaned into me, his erect cock bobbing against my spine.

"Fuck my ass," I yelled, "Please fuck me."

"That's better, slut," came the reply, and I felt the head of his cock press against my now slippery asshole, as I desperately tried to relax. Fortunately, he knew what he was doing and after the head plopped past my ring, he kept pausing to let my rectum relax and give up its efforts to eject the invading shaft.

It helped when he slipped a finger into my pussy and stroked my clit, and as I gave myself to the pleasure, he slid deeply into me and I felt the tickle of hairy balls against my pussy lips. So, for the second time that week, and in my life, I was being fucked up the ass, and beginning to enjoy it, as he slid slowly in and out.

I sensed movement in front of me, but this time the cock wasn't put in my mouth. I could hear heavy breathing and the sound of slippery friction and realized that someone was jacking off. As I swayed my hips to the combined pleasure in my ass, cunt and clit, I forgot about it.

However, just as I was alerted by a gasp and a groan, I felt a warm splash hit me. The first glob of cum landed bang on my nose, and I could smell it immediately. That was followed by more clumps over my lips, cheeks, and chin as he hosed my face with his erupting cock. God, I really am being a porn star I thought.

I was startled again, by a voice in a thick Spanish accent.

"Stick out your tongue, whore and beg for my lovely cum," These guys were really getting into the act, I reckoned, having seen quite a few porn films. If I hadn't been so randy, I might have become worried.

"Let me taste your cum, please," I pleaded, actually becoming very aroused by the domination. The skin on his fingertips felt rough as he ran them around my face, gathering the cum and spreading it over my outstretched tongue. The taste was unmistakable and maybe a bit stronger than I was accustomed to.

"Now eat it up like a good little whore." I drew in my tongue, feeling the semen float around my mouth and cling to my gums. I swallowed several times, imagining the camera, close up, watching my throat move.

While this drama was going on, the one behind me had paused, with his shaft buried in me up to his balls, and I was suddenly intensely aware of his pubes tickling my skin. He continued working on my pussy and clit and I suddenly realized how excited I had become as pressure built deep in my groin.

Holding me impaled, he stretched his arms around me to fondle both breasts and pushed his mouth through my damp hair to nuzzle the nape of my neck. Becoming accustomed to the anal sensations, I cautiously pushed myself up with my thighs, sliding my clinging sphincter up his hard length until just the head was captured in its grip. The outgoing motion was definitely more pleasurable than his inward thrusts I decided as I let my hips drop down, swallowing him up again.

He had lasted very well in my tight ass, but that set him off and he started to fuck me in earnest. I winced from that strange blend of pain and pleasure as he hammered into me for a few moments before he bit quite hard into my shoulder and emptied his balls deep into my ass. After he withdrew, my ass cheeks were pulled apart for the camera to see the leaking cum. I supposed.

My legs were beginning to ache in my kneeling position. I thought that would be the end since the four young Spanish "actors" had all cum, one way or another, and I assumed that Luca as the cameraman would not be involved. So, I was quite relieved, although frustrated, when I felt my wrists being untied and I was helped to my feet.

I was in for a shock however. As I stood up on stiff legs, I heard muttering in the background, and thought I could make out John's voice. To my surprise, my wrists were bound behind my back, to continue the captive image for the video I guessed. After some rustling sounds, I was maneuvered to a kneeling position, on what felt like the cushions from the sofa, judging by the damp patches on the leather.

My pussy had become really roused up by the treatment I had been receiving and I was desperate for another orgasm, so I dismissed my slight worry at what they were going to do to me next.

My lack of sight made my ears strain for information, and I heard the whir of the camera start up again as somebody slid between my knees. Two pairs of hands started lowering me and suddenly I felt an erect cock pressing between my legs. Hands from below guided my hips and I realized that my pussy was being impaled on his cock.

Without my hand to support me, I was helpless as I sank down, and felt a big dick slide into my sodden cunt. It was a long one and I pushed up slightly with my legs as it prodded the roof of my pussy.

From the position of his cock and hands, I realized that I was facing him in the cowgirl position. The men around me were obviously excited; their breathing was heavy, and occasionally a stiff dick brushed me. My nostrils filled with the odours of male sweat and sex. With one hand on a breast, and the other on my clit, the man underneath me spoke,

"Come on slut, show us what you can do, fuck me nice and slow." I was pretty sure that the voice belonged to Jose, having his third fuck with me - if so, he was definitely a fit lad. He had a good technique and I suddenly wondered if he would be here next year.

I was only too happy to oblige his command, although it was difficult to balance without the use of my arms. Flexing my thighs I moved cautiously, slowly sliding up and down his length and he started to help by pushing up his hips to meet my descent.

A hand slapped me lightly on a buttock and suddenly, to my surprise, I really felt the thrill of being helplessly in their power. My clit was responding to its stroking and I felt my juices oozing out each time the cock filled me. Then he eased me forward until my breasts were resting on his chest, and he was supporting me by my shoulders.

The cushions sagged from movement behind me; the man fucking me drew up his legs and with a shock, I felt hands brush my parted thighs and probe at my exposed ass. I winced as a finger pushed in some cool gel and circled for a moment, and I was aware of someone's breath on my neck as he leaned over me, his thighs brushing mine.

The one behind shuffled nearer and I gasped loudly, as, with one movement, a cock pushed deep into my rectum. Of course, my sphincter was still gaping, so I took his length quite easily and I was glad that, as well as the gel, the previous man's cum was lubricating me.

A firm body pressed against my buttocks and bound hands, and when I caught a familiar whiff of after-shave, I realized that it was John who was up my ass, just as he had been on my first-ever anal experience a couple of days ago. The initial stinging sensation faded more quickly this time, and the men settled to a steady rhythm in sync with each other.

My gasps changed to moans and my head spun, as the men continued to fuck me, thrusting deeply into me for the second double-penetration of my life. A tiny flash of guilt penetrated my sexual euphoria and I scolded myself for a few brief seconds for having become such a whore; but I quickly forgot about it and gave myself up to the wonderful palpitations in my pussy and ass.

They must have wanted me to cum again, because the Spaniard under me had stretched both arms down between our slippery, perspiring bellies to reach my clit and support my weight. My face was nestling in the crook of his neck and in my excitement, I was nibbling at his skin and licking his salty sweat. He was panting from his efforts, but he managed to gasp,

"You like this don't you, slut? Tell me you like it." This time I didn't need to force myself to act and the words spilled from my lips in a weird, high-pitched voice,

"Yes, I love having two big cocks up me - fuck me hard, fuck me harder - fuck my ass and cunt." I wriggled my hips against his fingers and humped at the two cocks, as pressure started to build in my groin. I tried to do some more dirty talk, but I was being fucked out of my mind - being used as a sex toy, and I could only manage loud moans, groans, and sobs.

I was first to cum. It was a strange one - maybe because my sexual nervous system had taken such a punishment all that long day, and into the morning of a new one. It started with a strange twitching in my toes then a sharp tingling ran up my legs, on up my spine to explode in my brain. There was a moment of absolute nothingness, of freefalling; then the orgasm hit me. I raised my head, uttered a deep shuddering moan, and then screamed like a banshee as wave after wave of pleasure pulsed from my clit.

I know that the men kept pounding me, but I can't remember for how long or when they came. Those very intense orgasms seem to knock me out for a short spell. I suppose that it must have looked good on film, as two cocks pounded my limp body, while I sprawled like a rag doll, blindfolded, and bound.

My next memory is of having my hands untied, being helped up, and settled on the replaced cushions on the sofa. When my blindfold was removed, I saw Luca swoop in to record the copious flow of spunk from both my holes, as I vaguely wondered who would have to clean up the mess.

Luca seemed to fancy himself as a film director and finally switched off the camera with a dramatic flourish of his arms. He smiled at me and bowed admiringly,

"You are one hell of a lay, English girl - well done." The other Spaniards applauded, and if I hadn't been so drained, I might have blushed. He handed me the envelope with the holiday voucher and I clutched it gratefully as John slipped my dress over my head. Just before we left, Luca managed to whisper in my ear,

"Perhaps you and I can have our own little party next year." I found myself wondering if he had been one of the men who had fucked me - somehow I couldn't imagine him missing out.

My legs were weak, and I was aching everywhere, but especially in my poor ass, as I walked with difficulty back to our chalet. John chattered excitedly, but I was hardly hearing him. To be honest I was totally fucked in both meanings of the word, so much so, that I couldn't even be bothered to shower, and after a pee, flopped into bed, and was asleep before John joined me.

Inevitably, I awakened in the morning to his hand on my sticky, leaking pussy, but I turned down the offer of a fuck - enough is enough, even for me. Besides, we had only a few hours to pack for our plane home.

After our very late night, we slept through most of the flight home. I spent what little time I was awake, wondering which of the tasty hunks on my college course would be good company on next year's holiday. Then I suddenly wondered if I really needed to take a man to that sexual paradise, and if Luca would still be the DJ.

I met John the following day to tell him that we were finished. As I had suspected, he didn't appear too heart-broken. In fact, he seemed to be more disappointed about losing the free holiday than losing me. I told him to take some other girl and see if he could pimp her out, the way he had with me.

I had to admit to myself though, that the amazing holiday had been a milestone in my sexual development, and I often masturbate to memories of it, although I never did see the video. John has faded from the memories however, except for one thing - he will always be there as the first one to have taken my sweet ass.

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