Christmas Gobble

Carol heaved a sigh of relief.

"First Christmas lunch of the season done!" She thought. "But what a dull one! I hope nothing else this year drags on as much as that did!!"

It had been a client event, but instead of a relaxed social get together, there had been a 45 minute presentation followed by a question and answer session! Sure the food had been good, but the wine appeared to have been strictly rationed.

"Are they always that boring?" This came from her young colleague Polly.

Polly had joined the company in the summer, fresh out of university. A very pretty brunette, she reminded Carol of herself at the same age... fifteen years earlier!

"Although you never wore the sort of outfits that she does!" Thought Carol.

Today's outfit was comparatively tame to the sort of thing she usually turned up to the office in. Still, the red, knee-length, sleeveless dress and heels had drawn plenty of glances from the men at the event. Particularly as the arm holes were cut wide enough to reveal the occasional flash of the side of Polly's breasts.

Carol caught a glimpse of herself in a window, the conservative skirt-suit was her standard wear. Sure, she still had a nice figure, but there was no need to flaunt it! Even so, she'd had one rather persistent admirer at the event.

"Surely he could see I was married!" She thought, fingering her wedding ring. "Why didn't annoy someone else? I'm sure Polly would have loved the additional attention, even from someone old enough to be her father!"

She answered Polly's query.

"No, this company always seems to think that Christmas is the perfect time to host their strategy presentation. Other events are usually more fun."

"Thank fuck for that!"

That was another thing about Polly, she used swearing like punctuation. Carol used such language only very occasionally... maybe we're not as alike as I first thought...

"I don't know about you, but I could do with a proper drink. They were seriously fucking stingy weren't they?"

"I admit, it would have been nice to have had more than two glasses." Replied Carol, checking her watch.

Only 4pm, her husband Chris wouldn't be home for a few hours yet, why not have another glass before heading back.

"Ok, let's have a quick one."

There was a wine bar a short way up the street. Polly said she'd buy the drinks so Carol went to find a table. She'd just sat down when Polly appeared carrying a bottle of white and two glasses.

"I thought we were just having a quick one?"

"Yeah, but it works out cheaper to buy the bottle, especially if we have a quick second as well. It is Christmas after all!"

"I suppose..."

"So, tell me all the goss around the Christmas parties!" Said Polly as she poured. "Lots of people doing things they shouldn't I imagine. Copping off with colleagues, shagging in the toilets, that kind of thing!"

"Oh God no! Nothing like that at all! At least not that I've ever witnessed."

"Really?! Come on, you can't seriously expect me to believe that! I bet you've had chances to be naughty, haven't you? Like that bloke this afternoon, he was desperate to get into your knickers!"

"Polly! I'm a happily married woman!"

"Ok, ok!" The younger woman held up her hands in surrender. "I just struggle to believe that every party is that tame with everyone on their best behaviour."

"Maybe we're all just that boring. So what do you classify as wild then?"

"If I told you about my wildest Christmas party you wouldn't believe me."

"Try me."

"Well it would have to be our annual Christmas Gobble."

"Christmas Gobble? Sounds like an eating contest!"

"It is, in a way..."

"And that's the wildest party you have?! I have to admit I'm a bit sceptical about that. But, the details will have to wait as I need to use the facilities. Excuse me for a moment will you."

Polly raised her glass a touch in acknowledgement as Carol got up from her seat.

"An eating contest!" Thought the older woman as she headed to the bathroom. "I mean, I'm not sure what I was expecting, but I would have thought a 24 year old would have something a bit more... I don't know, risqué than that!

Although, why are you so disappointed? Ok so you weren't the most adventurous of girls at her age, why do you need Polly to be?"

Carol pondered that while she was in the bathroom before deciding it must be the wine making her a touch vicarious.

"That said," she thought as she stopped at the bar on her way back, "it's been a long time since I've been out like this and I'm quite enjoying the buzz."

Polly looked in mock shock when Carol returned to the table bearing another bottle of wine.

"So a ‘quick one' has turned into ‘a bottle each' it seems!" Said the younger woman with a smile on her face. "Are you trying to get me drunk Carol?"

"Maybe..." came the reply, "or maybe I'm just really enjoying myself this afternoon. It's nice that we're having a bit of fun together outside of work."

"I'll drink to that!" Answered Polly, raising her freshly filled glass.

Carol chinked hers against Polly's.

"So, tell me about your wild eating contest."

"Well it's wild because it's me and two female friends in a room with lots of men..."

Carol was puzzled.

"So, how does that work? How come there's only three of you?"

"Let's just say we're not exactly eating turkey."

It took a moment for Polly's hint to hit home with Carol.

"What?! You mean...". She gasped. "Noooo!! How many? How? Where? Who? Why?!! Three of you and... I don't believe it!!"

"Believe it or not, but it's true Carol." Polly took a gulp of her drink. "The three of us have a blow job contest every Christmas."

"But, you're a beautiful young woman Polly! Why would you debase yourself like that? How did you ever even come up with such an idea?!?"

"No-one is debasing themselves Carol. Me, Mary and Emma just love sex, and so when this opportunity came up for us we thought why not."

"Opportunity? What do you mean? How did it even come into conversation? I know plenty of people who enjoy sex, but never anything like you're suggesting!"

"Well the story begins about five years ago. Mary was working in... let's call it a gentleman's club. Very classy and above board. But one evening she got a little too attracted to one of the guys and ended up giving him a blow job in a back room.

The problem was the owner saw it on one of the CCTV cameras and barged in. He threatened Mary with the sack, saying it wasn't that kind of place. Mary panicked, she was making good money there and couldn't afford to get fired. She begged the owner to reconsider. He initially refused, saying that if he let this slide and other guys found out then they'd have to offer that to everyone. So Mary suggested she did...

At that point there were about 20 or so men in the club, but Mary still wanted a bit of support. When she asked the other girls working that night they all turned her down, pointing out she was stupid to have got caught and risked her job.

So she called me and Emma.

I don't deny I was a bit apprehensive at first, but we turned up there just before closing and when I got that first cock in my mouth I was in heaven. It's just grown every year since."

"Grown?"

"Well the second year was when we decided on the competition. Who could suck the most guys to cum in an hour.

The next year was the first one that Darrell, the owner, started to charge the guys to take part in the ‘Christmas Gobble'. He closes the place on the last Saturday before Christmas and people get invited on a word of mouth basis, paying £20 for the privilege. We split the money evenly four ways.

Each year there are more men, last year we had around 70. That was also the year I hit the current hour record of twenty one."

Polly sat up a bit straighter as she announced her feat.

Carol quickly did the sum.

"But if you had most with 21, that means there were at least 9 who... missed out?"

"Nobody misses out Carol. They all paid to cum, so at the end of the hour anything goes." Answered Polly with a shrug.

"Anything?!?"

"Like I said, we all love sex. And there are at least five ways to get a guy off, as you probably know."

Carol looked at the younger woman incredulous.

"Hand, mouth, vagina..." she mumbled to herself, or so she thought.

"Tits and arse." Finished Polly when it became clear Carol couldn't complete the list.

"Ar... nooo! Not up the bum? Surely?"

"Hell yeah! You're not telling me that a woman as sexy as you has never tried anal?!?"

Carol blushed.

"Sexy! Please! And as for the other thing, never! That's for out, not in!"

"Yes Carol, you clearly have a great figure, you just hide it under those conservative suits. You should show yourself off a bit more.

And it may be for out, as you say, but when you have something driving in and out... girl it's one of the best sensations ever!"

Carol went to gulp her drink hoping it would cool her burning cheeks. She couldn't believe what Polly was saying! To her dismay however the glass was empty, as was the bottle she'd bought.

"Another?" Asked Polly.

The younger woman didn't seem to be embarrassed at all about their conversation, which only made Carol blush even harder.

"Err, no. Thanks. I should probably get back home."

Polly checked her phone.

"Yeah, I guess I should probably make tracks too. I need to get my beauty sleep in before the Gobble!" She said with a wink.

They gathered their things and left the bar. Carol was quite relieved that she and Polly had to catch busses in opposite directions. She wasn't sure she could deal with more scandalous details!

Chris wasn't home when she got back to the house, so Carol got changed into her comfy flannel pyjamas and started to prepare dinner for the pair of them. By the time her husband returned about 45 minutes later thoughts of her conversation with Polly had drifted off.

She and Chris had their food and settled in for a cosy night in front of the TV.

"Thank goodness it's Friday!" Thought Carol. "With the amount of wine I've drunk I'll need the lie in."

She didn't feel drunk, but knew that she didn't always sleep that well if she'd had more than a couple of glasses, so the prospect of not needing to get up for work the following morning was very appealing.

When the time came to head to bed, Chris stripped off his clothes and climbed in naked. Carol followed wearing her pjs, snuggling close to her husband.

The next morning she woke and checked the time.

"8.30, that's ok, not too early, not too late."

She turned to a softly snoring Chris thinking to wake him. As she went to shake his shoulder for some reason her conversation with Polly came to mind...

"That would be a different kind of alarm call, wouldn't it!" She thought. "But, could I? What if he's not ready? What if he doesn't like it? It's been quite a while since I've done that..."

A voice similar to Polly's popped into her head.

"Only one way to find out isn't there?"

Carol slid under the covers until she was level with Chris' crotch. His penis looked flaccid.

"Better wake it up then hadn't you!" Came ‘Polly's' voice.

Carol reached out and took her husband's member in her hand, pulling it towards her. She looked at it closer than she had for a while. It was beginning to harden under her touch.

"It's a start," said ‘Polly', "but you know what you really want."

As she lowered her mouth Carol knew she was using the ‘Polly' persona to get past the fact this was about as far from her usual behaviour as it was possible to get. Her lips closed around the spongy head before her.

"Mmm, feels good, doesn't it?"

As her husband's penis stiffened further under her oral ministrations she found herself enjoying the sensation. Whether ‘she' was Carol or ‘Polly' was still hazy, but this had definitely been a good idea!

Chris by now was reacting in more ways. He threw the duvet aside allowing him a view of his wife giving him his first blow job for what seemed like a few years. His hands went to her head to hold her hair out of the way. Carol responded by swirling her tongue around in a way that bought a guttural groan from him.

"See, he likes it as much as you do." She thought. "Now finish him off."

Redoubling her efforts, she began to bob her head along as much of Chris' penis as she could. Alternating between sucking and licking she soon got the reaction she was looking for.

"Oh babe, I'm really close!" Moaned Chris, knowing that previously his wife had always finished him off by hand, making him ejaculate over his stomach.

To his amazement Carol's lips remained wrapped around him.

"You know what the Gobble's all about." She thought. "You've got to take it all!"

Seconds later she heard Chris.

"Oh God Carol, here it comes!!!!"

He still expected her to withdraw, but if anything her suction got harder.

"This is it." She thought. "Our reward!"

She gagged a little as the first spurt of semen hit the back of her throat, but she continued sucking until she'd milked every drop.

"Maybe it's an acquired taste." She thought as she swallowed it down.

Carol looked up at her husband.

"And a very good morning to you too!" He said with a huge grin across his face.

Carol worked her way back up the bed and kissed him on the lips.

Chris flinched a fraction as he tasted himself of his wife's lips before returning the kiss with vigour. Embracing his wife, he turned them both so she was on her back. He opened her pyjama top before breaking the kiss to trail his lips down her body until he reached her pert breasts. As he began to lavish oral attention to the left one Carol placed her hand on the back of his head.

"Oh God, Chris!" She whispered.

"This so isn't us!" She thought, before correcting herself. "This so isn't me!"

Chris had by now made her right breast equally as wet and was now making his way down her stomach to her private area. He'd already pushed her pyjama bottoms part way down her legs.

Although she'd initiated everything Carol was now not sure she wanted Chris to continue! It had been so long since... and then his tongue hit her vagina!

"Oh my Gooooddddd that feels so gooooddd!!!" She squealed.

The electricity coursing through her meant she was sure she'd already orgasmed. She tried to pull Chris away but he was like a man possessed! His tongue, teeth and lips were working overtime on her nether regions and she could feel another orgasm building, which she could tell was going to be much bigger than the first.

Somehow the release seemed to be just out of reach for what seemed like 15 minutes, until finally Chris took her clitoris between his teeth. At that moment everything collided and the biggest orgasm Carol had ever experienced hit her.

"YYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!" She screamed.

Her body felt like every nerve was on fire as ecstasy washed over her. Carol had no chance to recover however as Chris was now over her and she could feel his re-hardened penis pushing at her.

She reached down to help guide it inside her.

"Take me now lover!" She whispered into his ear.

Carol felt every inch of his flesh as her husband entered her love tunnel.

"God that feels so good inside me Chris! Make love to me!"

Chris responded by kissing her lips and beginning to move in and out in deep, long, sensual motions. They continued in the missionary until Carol orgasmed again. Incredibly it seemed as though Chris was still rock hard and a way from his own peak.

"Let me ride you!" Panted Carol into his ear.

Holding his wife close, Chris rolled over until she was now on top. As Carol began to bounce on his shaft he reached up to squeeze her breasts.

"Yes babe, that feels as great. And you feel so good inside me! Oh wow! I think another one's coming! Oh God yes, come on..."

Carol bit her lip as she picked up her pace.

Her quicker motions were bringing Chris close to his own orgasm. Gritting his teeth he managed to hold off until Carol cried out and he felt her vagina contract around him. He then allowed himself the release he was so close to and ejaculated inside her.

"Don't take this the wrong way," he gasped, "but what brought that on?!? It's a great start to the weekend, but it's just so..."

"Not like me?" Answered Carol. "I know! It's just that, well, I heard this story yesterday and it... oh God, I'm actually now really embarrassed!"

Chris watched as her face and even body flushed crimson. He kissed her on the forehead.

"Two things babe. One, we're married, so you should never feel that way around me. And two, I have no idea how anyone could claim to be embarrassed after that!"

Carol let out a little giggle. Chris has always been able to make her feel at ease.

"Fair. Well the story just made me so horny that I had to act!"

"It sounds like I both need to hear the story and thank whoever told you!"

As Carol began to relate the story she'd heard from Polly, Chris began to her hard again. With his wife beginning to reach the end of her tale he rolled over and slid back inside her.

"So tell me what sluts Polly and her friends are." He groaned. "Tell me how they take on all of those men and you want to join them."

"Oh Chris!" Moaned Carol in response. "They are sluts, you're so right! I could never match them, but the story makes me so hot!!! Take me again now! Make me feel like they do! Use me!!!"

Chris thrust himself into her nether regions harder than he'd ever done before.

"Fuck!" He thought, a word he seldom used. "Why am I getting off so much on envisaging my wife as a slut!"

Carol returned his thrusts and it wasn't long before the pair of them again reached climax.

"Wow!" Said Chris as he rolled back to his side of the bed. "I can't believe someone else's fantasy caused us to go so far!!"

"I know!!" Answered Carol, but a voice at the back of her head was questioning whether it really was a fantasy.

The thought played through her mind for the rest of the day, and it clearly was in Chris' mind as well with the way he looked at her.

Then, that evening, as she was doing the washing up after their dinner, he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"So, tell me again about your naughty friend Polly and all the things she does, which you know you want to as well."

She could feel his hardness pressing against her.

"That's not true." She protested. "I only want you."

"Hmmm..." his breath was hot against her ear. "Why don't I believe you. You want to be just as much of a slut as she is. All of those different men using you..."

By now one of his hands had worked up under her top and was massaging her breasts, while the other had worked inside her waistband and was now caressing her nether regions through her underwear.

"You really think that I'd want 20 or more strangers sticking themselves in my mouth and sending their seed down my throat?" She moaned, electricity running through her body.

Carol eased one hand between them and fumbled to open Chris' flies.

"And then those who hadn't cum fucking me so they could also get off..."

She so seldom used that word it felt strange on her tongue.

"Fucking me, your wife! Would you watch? Look at me as I became a slut for other men?"

As she had been masturbating Chris, his rod hard and hot in her hand, he'd managed to get two fingers into her panties and was sliding them into her wet vagina. His other hand went quickly to her trousers and yanked them down. Seconds later his cock (where had that word come from?!) was replacing the fingers, her underwear still in place.

"I'd do more than watch!" Replies Chris. "I'd use you just as badly as they would! You'd be nothing more than a way for us all to get off!"

"Oh God yes! That's great! Use me like they would. Make me a slut! A filthy whore for your seed!"

By now Chris had both hands on her chest and was squeezing her tits hard. It was almost painful, but Carol was imagining they were someone else's hands.

"Yes, fuck me! I'm a slut for cock, any cock! Oh God yes I'm going to cuuuuuuuummmmmmm!!!!!" She screamed.

As her orgasm reached its peak Chris' grip tightened on her tits and she felt his his sperm pumping into her.

"Oh fuck Carol!" He grunted. "That was amazing. The way you were speaking! It really made me believe you wanted all of those men taking turns with you and that I was one of them!"

"Don't get mad, but in that moment I really did. I was imagining you as a complete stranger."

"I'm not mad Carol. It's called a fantasy for a reason. This is just an ultra-hot one. I love you."

He kissed her on the lips.

"And I love you. Now can I please get back to the washing up?"

Chris laughed and gave her another kiss. As he walked away, tucking himself back into his jeans, Carol wondered to herself.

"A fantasy maybe, but it was so vivid at the moment of climax that I really did believe it was someone else inside me, groping me, making me cum..."

Over the rest of the weekend they reenacted the fantasy four times. On two of them as Chris was deep inside her he offered her his fingers, telling her to "suck that other cock slut!"

On each occasion Carol eagerly accepted.

By the time Monday came round Carol was surprised she could still walk straight! She and Chris had never made love... no, FUCKED so much in such a short time she felt a little sore!

Shortly before lunch she was with Polly in the office kitchen.

"How was your weekend?" Asked Carol.

"Pretty quiet." Replied the younger woman. "I'm saving myself for the Gobble next week don't forget. How was yours?"

Carol felt herself blushing.

"Carol? Were you a naughty girl? What did you get up to?!? Come on, spill!"

"Well, your story stuck with me so much that on Saturday morning I woke Chris up with a blow job!"

"Oh my God!" Exclaimed Polly. "Conservative Carol answering hubby's morning glory with oral! I love it!!"

"Wait, that's not all. After he'd cum, he returned the favour until he was ready to make love to me. When I asked what had pushed me to do what I did I came clean about your story. That turned him on so much he made love to me again!

And we used the fantasy five more times over the weekend! We've never had a time like it! I'm actually a bit sore! And all because of your amazing imagination!"

"Oh believe me Carol, the Christmas Gobble is a hell of a lot more than a figment of my imagination!! It's as real as this conversation. And I'm amazed it turned you and your husband on enough to give up your monthly missionary!"

"Oh... err... ok..."

"I'm sorry Carol, I don't actually know why that got to me so much. I mean, it shouldn't have done... the funny thing is that you've been the first person I've told the story to that admitted to it having an effect. Whether the story is true, which it is, or not, I should be happier that it made you experience something different. That's what I love about sex, trying something different."

"Err, yeah. Well, I mean it certainly moved us from our comfort zone. Although if it is true, I'm amazed you can manage it given the way I feel right now!"

"Take that and increase it to involve the other hole Carol. Then you'll maybe be able to imagine just how good it feels."

"Maybe... but I'm not sure it'd ever be for me..."

"Maybe," answered Polly, "or maybe not."

Carol watched the younger women leave the room. She remembered back to the weekend and when Chris offered his fingers to her mouth while he was deep inside her. Could she manage a third?

"God no!" She thought to herself. "How could you ever manage that?!"

The rest of the day at work passed quite quietly until she got home. She was surprised that Chris was already there when she returned, and even more surprised at his welcome.

"Hello sexy," he said, walking up to her the moment she entered the front door, "I haven't seen you around here before."

It took Carol a moment to realise what he meant, before she responded in kind.

"Maybe you just weren't looking in the right places." She replied.

"Maybe." Answered Chris. "But I'm sure I'd have noticed such an amazing arse."

He pressed her against the front door with his body as his hands snaked around her to squeeze her cheeks hard.

"And as for these tits..."

His right hand ran around her body and under her blouse to cup her left breast.

"Oh God, Chris that feels so good, but can I at least get into the house!"

"I don't know who this Chris that you're speaking of is," replied her husband, "but you're not going anywhere!"

Carol now became aware that he had undone her skirt and it was now sliding down her legs to the floor.

She moaned as he pressed his lips against hers. Her hands went to his trousers and she opened the fly to reveal his shaft. She began to stroke it as he pushed his hand inside the waistband of her panties.

"Take me! Take me now!" She urged.

"Only if you ask me the right way." Responded Chris. "Beg for it the way a real slut would."

Carol was shocked at his demand, and yet his tone turned her on even more.

"F...fuck me!" She murmured. "Fuck me now."

"I can't hear you. Say it properly!"

His fingers were beating a tattoo on her clitoris, yet he seemed to be keeping her from cumming.

"FUCK ME!" She screamed. "Stick your dick inside me now!!"

Chris pulled the crotch of her knickers to one side and plunged his rock hard cock into her wet slit.

"OH MY FUCKING GODDDDDDDDD!!!!" Yelled Carol as she came hard.

She lifted one leg and hooked it around her husband's back as he drilled her hard against the front door. He was nibbling at her neck, his right hand was squeezing her breasts hard while his left was doing likewise to her arse cheeks.

"Yeeessss!" She moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me hard like the slut that I am."

She came twice more before she felt Chris go rigid and his hot juice fired into her.

"Oh God Chris, that was amazing! What a welcome!"

"I just had to have you as soon as I saw you Carol, I've been thinking about you being with Polly all day and couldn't get that fantasy out of my head."

She kissed him.

"I love you."

"I love you too." He replied.

The following evening Carol was home before Chris so decided to return the welcome favour. She dressed in the sexiest lingerie she had, which happened to be the same white bustier, lace panties, suspender belt and stockings she'd worn when they got married. When Chris arrived home she met him at the door. His eyes widened as he took in her outfit.

"Welcome to the Star Lounge," said Carol holding the door open, "I'm Crystal and I'll be your hostess for the evening. Anything you want, you just have to ask. Anything at all."

She gently ran her hand over her breasts and down her stomach as she said this to reinforce what was on offer.

Chris quickly got into character.

"Pleased to meet you Crystal. I'll start with a beer please."

Carol made her way to the kitchen while Chris hung up his coat and entered the living room. As Carol opened the beer she heard music start in the living room. Walking in she found Chris sat in the armchair, legs spread waiting for her.

"Thank you Crystal," he said taking the bottle from her, "now why don't you dance for me and show me exactly how hot that body is underneath that sexy outfit."

"As you wish sir.

Carol began to sway in time to the music, moving her body to show off her assets. She could see the bulge growing in Chris' trousers. After a moment she undid the bustier and let it drop to the floor.

"Very nice." He said as her breasts appeared.

He opened his flies and released his dick.

"Very nice indeed."

Carol danced for a moment more before sliding her panties off her hips and down her legs to the floor. As her naked crotch came into view Chris began to stroke himself slowly.

"I'm very impressed Crystal, as you can no doubt tell."

Carol's eyes were fixed on his hand gliding up and down his shaft. Seeing Chris masturbate in front of her turned her on even more than she was already and she could feel herself getting exceedingly wet between the legs.

"Perhaps I can help you further sir?" She said softly as one of her own hands went to her chest and started to pinch her nipple.

"What an excellent idea." Responded Chris, his voice husky, "I imagine your lips would look wonderful wrapped around my cock. Why don't we find out."

Carol began to walk towards him but he instantly held up a finger on his free hand.

"Uh uh, on your knees and crawl to me. Show me how much you want to service me."

Carol did as instructed and dropped to all fours. She licked her lips sensuously as she made her way across the floor, making sure to sway her hips and arse as she did.

"Please sir." She moaned as she neared. "May I take your cock into my mouth? I need to feel your hardness between my lips and sliding into my throat."

"Good girl." Responded Chris when she arrived between his legs. "You may suck me until I cum down your throat."

He held his shaft upright and Carol opened her mouth. Leaning forward she slowly took the spongy head between her lips and slid about halfway down. Chris let out a long groan that continued as Carol drew back up his shaft. Each time she went down she took a little more into her throat and before long, to both her and Chris' surprise, her nose was buried in his pubic hair. This was the first time she'd managed to take all of his seven inches into her throat. She felt it twitch inside her.

"Fuuuuucccccckkkk..." groaned Chris. "That feels fucking unbelievable!! My wife could certainly pick up some tips from you on how to suck cock Crystal!"

The way he phrased that, keeping up the charade of her not being his wife and that ‘she' could learn something from the ‘other woman', both slightly shocked Carol and yet made her horny enough that she felt a tiny orgasm hit her.

She withdrew about halfway and then slid all the way down again.

"God yessssss!!" He hissed. "Take that dick all the way down."

He actually placed his hand on the back of her head briefly to hold her down. He released her before she began to struggle for breath however.

Carol continued alternating between taking him fully into her throat and focusing on the top half until Chris again held her with her nose to his crotch. This time the twitch of his cock was followed by a couple more.

"Fuuuuuccccckkkkk!!!!!" Growled Chris. "Yeeeesssss!!! Take it all slut! Take my spunk straight into your stomach!! Yesss! Yes! FUCK YES!!!"

He released the pressure on her head slightly as his dick began to soften slightly.

"Why don't you be a good girl and stay down there until I'm hard enough to fuck your pussy the way a whore like you deserves. You can play with yourself while you do to make sure you're good and wet to get drilled."

Carol's senses were all over the place. Her body was ablaze as their fantasy moved up another notch.

She'd rarely masturbated before, but her right hand found its way between her legs. Her vagina was already soaking wet as she slipped a finger inside herself, but she had a feeling Chris, or her client as she was beginning to think of him as, would want her wetter.

Carol moaned as she pressed her palm against her clitoris and began to move the finger inside her, adding a second to increase the friction. His semi-flaccid shaft was still in her mouth as she moaned again.

"That feels amazing." Whispered her client. "Keep it up and I'll be hard again in no time. Keep moaning, make yourself cum while my dick is in your mouth."

Carol continued to finger herself, moaning around the member in her mouth every time the tingle ran through her. He was right, every vibration from her lips and tongue breathed new life back into his rod.

She upped the speed of her hand motions, causing more moans until her orgasm crashed over her. She started screaming around his cock, the volume going from muffled to loud as he pulled out. Lifting her up he dropped her on her back on the chair he had just vacated. Lifting his legs to her shoulders he plunged himself hard into her soaking quim, causing a second orgasm to follow hot on the heels of the first.

They fucked hard and fast for maybe fifteen minutes, Carol cumming twice more, the second hitting just as ‘her client' came too, his spunk shooting first inside her and then over her belly as he withdrew to finish off.

"Wow! You are one amazing fuck Crystal!" He said, sitting back on his haunches. This time he made air quotes around the name.

"You're not so bad yourself sir!" She replied. "You've made a right mess of me!"

Her legs were shaking slightly as she put them down. She scooped some of the sticky liquid from her stomach onto a finger and put it in her mouth.

"I'm going to have to buy Polly some kind of present." Said Chris.

"You mean I'm not enough?"

"That's precisely what I mean. She deserves some kind of reward for giving us the fantasy that has turned you into such a hot..."

"Slut?" Finished Carol.

"Well I was going to use the word lay, but your choice fits better."

He winked and blew her a kiss from his seat on the floor.

"You know she insists it's a real event."

"That she may babe, but seriously, think of the numbers! You say she claims her record is 21 loads of cum swallowed in an hour, right?"

Carol nodded.

"That's just under three minutes each! It took you, what, at least four to make me cum just then, and believe me, I was horny as hell!"

Carol considered his words as he continued.

"And doing that one after another for all of that time?"

"I guess... and my mouth and throat are still a bit tired from just you..."

"See what I mean? And all of the other stuff as well? It has to be a fantasy!"

"Maybe..."

"I'm mean really? Three women taking on over twenty men each in any way just doesn't make sense to me. No matter how big a slut they may be."

Carol had been watching his dick starting to stiffen as he spoke.

"Even one as big as me?"

"Well you love cock enough to take on maybe six or seven..."

Carol could hardly believe her ears. Chris was clearly fantasising about her not just with another man, but with multiple men! She felt a familiar sensation brewing in her loins.

She slid off the chair and knelt in front of her husband.

"Six or seven eh?" She sighed. "I guess I'd better see if I can get my time down then, as I reckon I could manage double figures!"

She bent forward and took his now fully erect penis back into her mouth.

"Fuuuucccckkk yeeeaaahhhh! That's my slut!" Groaned Chris as his wife blew him again until he came.

She sucked him off once more when they went to bed, but each time it took around four minutes before he spilled his seed down her throat.

As she drifted off to sleep Carol felt a sense of disappointment that Chris might be right. Sure, their sex life had improved immensely since she'd heard the story, but she really wanted everything to be true. When sleep finally took her pictures were racing through her mind of her alongside Polly with naked men as far as the eye could see around them.

The following day she spoke again to Polly.

"Chris wants to buy you a present you know!" Her voice was a bit hoarse and had been all morning.

"Oh sore throat?" Replied Polly. "I know a good cure for that."

She winked.

"I think that's actually the cause!"

"What? Again?!? How many times?"

Carol blushed slightly.

"Well I made him cum three times, and after the first one I kept on until he was ready to take me."

"Wow! Conservative Carol is definitely gone! I'll have to find another name for you now! I can see why Chris wants to buy me a present!"

Carol actually felt strangely proud.

"The thing is," she said, "I never managed less than four minutes. Yet in your story you spoke about over twenty in an hour..."

"Simple Carol, google three minute now job. There are some great tips there. I learnt most of them years ago. They come in really handy when you're up for something somewhere that's not so private, like the back seat of a bus..."

"The back seat of a... noooo!! You didn't?!"

Polly shrugged.

"What can I say? It was a couple of years ago, me and a guy I was seeing at the time were on the way home from a bar. Things got a bit frisky and we couldn't wait. He bet me I couldn't make him cum between stops. He lost." She smiled. "I thought we'd got away with it. The only person with us on the top deck was a little old lady sat further forward, but when we got off she smiled, winked and raised her eyebrows. She'd either seen or heard... either way, the thought we'd been caught certainly spurred us both on when we got home!"

"Wow, you've lived a hell of a life!" Responded Carol. "I wish I'd had some similar experiences."

"It's never too late Carol. Look at what you and Chris have been up to recently."

"True, which reminds me, I have some research to do."

Ten minutes later she was sat in a quiet corner of the office having already read one article and made a start on another. Polly had been right, there seemed to be a plethora of articles and comments online about how the busy mother/ career woman/ singleton could quickly pleasure her man and then get on with her life. Carol had already made a few notes. There were several things she wanted to try out on Chris, although her first stop would be the supermarket to buy some ice lollies to practice on.

Chris was home late again that evening and by the time he walked through the door Carol had finished half a box of lollies. She gave him barely any time to get into the house before she stopped him.

"Time me." Was all she said.

"Wha...". Was as far as Chris got before realisation dawned as Carol opened his flies.

He lifted his hand and started the stopwatch on his phone.

"Oh wow! Someone's got some new tricks!" He moaned as she ran her tongue slowly up the full length of his shaft before swirling it stone the ridge where the head met his hard length.

He kept an eye on the clock, determined to disappoint her, but she was changing things so much she seemed to be hitting a different sensitive spot every few seconds. As the clock ticked over to 3.47 he could hold back no longer and his load shot into Carol's willing mouth.

Chris hit the stop button as the first burst of his cum hit her tonsils. Once drained he held the phone for her to see.

"Still too long." She pouted.

"Polly been giving you some tips has she?"

"No, self taught thanks to the Internet."

"Well you're an excellent student. Normally I wouldn't be happy about cumming that quickly, but some of the things you did! Wow!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed them." Replied his wife. "Because I have a couple more to try out."

"God woman! You're insatiable! Can I at least have a cup of tea first?"

"Of course. I mean, I didn't say when, did I?"

"Ooo, you're such a tease!"

Over the course of that evening and the next Carol continued to perfect her technique, but much to her disappointment the best time she registered was still just over three minutes.

Chris was a very happy man however and, understandably, encouraged her to continue.

"Maybe I'm just too used to your mouth," he said after her latest attempt, "I mean, look at how many times you've sucked me off over the past few days! I'd say it's pretty damn impressive that you've taken a minute off the time it takes to make me cum. That's a 25% reduction. No mean feat!"

He kissed her, tasting his juice on her lips.

"Maybe it's like losing weight, the last few seconds are the hardest to shift."

Carol smiled.

"Maybe. So are you saying I should stop for a while?"

"I'm not sure I'd go that far..." he kissed her again, harder this time and moments later they were making love.

A few days later, on the Friday, Carol arrived at the office and found Polly in the kitchen on the phone.

"But it's tomorrow!" The younger woman was saying. "You sure you can't make it?

"And there's nothing you can do?

"Really? They said it would make that much of an issue?

"No, I understand, it's just... the day before! It doesn't exactly give us much chance to make alternative arrangements does it?

"I'll speak to Darrell, we'll sort something out. You just take care of yourself honey and get better.

"OK, bye."

Her shoulders slumped as she hung up.

"That didn't sound good." Said Carol. "Problem?"

"Hi Carol." Answered Polly. "That was my friend Emma. The Gobble is tomorrow night and she's had to pull out with, if you can believe it, a throat infection!"

"How ironic!"

"Tell me about it! Her doctor has told her unless she gets at least three days of good rest she could end up doing herself more harm. So that leaves us one person short and no way of rearranging."

"Can't you manage with just two?"

"The blokes kinda like three. Gives them more choices later on if you know what I mean..."

Carol did. "A replacement then?"

"At this late point? I'm not sure I know anyone who would be both up for it and available."

"Well...". Carol could barely believe what she'd just indicated with that single word.

"Oh my GOD!" Polly's hands went to her mouth. "You can't mean...? No way! Conservative Carol putting herself forward for a blow job party and gangbang!!! I don't believe it! You're kidding me, aren't you?!?"

"A small part of me wishes I was." Admitted Carol. "But a bigger part of me wants to experience what I've been fantasising about over the past fortnight."

"Oh God! If you really are for real you'll get me out of a huge hole! But what about Chris?"

"He's loved the fantasies as much as me, maybe even more so. Particularly when we pretend to be strangers. I really think he'd love seeing me with other men... plus he wants to give you a present, so.... I'm not sure how I'd tell him though."

"Bring him along! What better way to make the fantasy real than have you both there?"

"That's true, although I'm worried he'll get cold feet if I tell him straight out. Especially as he still doesn't believe any of it is true."

"Why don't we say something like we've been invited last minute to a client Christmas party, with partners allowed. Do you think that would work?"

"Maybe. One way or another I'll make it work. The more I think about it, the more I want to be part of this, so I'll find a way of getting Chris there."

"Amazing! You can't know how much I appreciate this Carol! Let me speak to Darrell and let him know about the change."

Polly took her phone and dialled another number.

"Hey Darrell, how's it going?

"Cool. Yeah, I'm good thanks.

"Always! About that though, there's been a slight change.

"No, no, don't worry! Look, Emma is sick so can't make it, but I've got a replacement, so we're all good.

"It's a good friend of mine called Carol.

"Of course she's hot!

"Yeah, of course. Nothing that I've been part of though..

"I know that, but I've no reason not to believe her.

"Err, sure, we can probably arrange that.

"Tonight? Let me speak to her and I'll message you.

"Ok awesome, see you soon!"

She hung up again.

"You're in. Although he does want to meet with you before just to check you're OK with everything."

"Makes sense, although I heard you say tonight, which might be tough if I've got to work on Chris. Could we do it tomorrow? I can tell Chris that you and I will be going shopping before the ‘party' for a new outfit and then get him to meet us at the club afterwards, something like that."

"That could work." Replied Polly. "I'll send that to Darrell now."

She tapped the message into her phone as Carol made herself a cup of coffee. Moments later Polly's phone beeped.

"We're on!" She said checking the message. "We can meet him at 4pm and then go looking for outfits after that, because I reckon you're going to need something that fits in with the theme."

"Great!" Answered Carol. "Although I have to admit it now feels like I have about a million butterflies in my stomach!!"

"You'll be fine! From what you've told me, you'll be a natural." Polly grinned.

Carol couldn't help but smile back at her.

"Guess I'd better think of how to let Chris know and keep him in the dark at the same time."

Half an hour later she was messaging her husband.

"Early and quiet night tonight babe. I'll explain when I'm home. Love you x"

"Ok darling. Love you too x" Came the reply.

Carol spent the rest of the day a bag of nerves, both in anticipation of the following evening, and also about the story she had in mind to get Chris along to the club.

It didn't help that he arrived home after she did and she was halfway through her second glass of wine when he finally arrived. He walked into the living room and saw her half empty glass.

"Ooh, great idea, I'll just grab a beer and you and explain your cryptic message to me." He said. "Top up?"

"Please."

Carol waited until he settled onto the sofa next to her.

"So the reason I suggested a quiet night tonight is that we may need to catch up on sleep."

"Really?"

"Yep. I've... we've been invited by a client to a Christmas event, but it kicks off at 9.30pm and, according to the invite goes on until ‘early'!"

"Wow! That's a bit different to the usual events you get invited to isn't it?"

"Uh huh. To be honest, it's one of Polly's clients and they're apparently trying to reach a slightly younger demographic, hence the later start."

"Younger demographic?"

"Oi! Don't get cheeky you!" She slapped him playfully on the arm. "Because this is the first time they've done anything like this they've asked Polly to extend the invitation around the team and to include partners. That way they should get a good turn out and see whether it works as a set up."

"I see. Sounds kinda cool."

"So you're up for it?" Carol was quite proud that he'd bought into her story.

"Yeah, why not. It'll be nice to meet Polly, and as I've said, I do owe her a debt of gratitude." He winked

"Maybe you'll get to pay off some of it then." She smiled at the thought that the payment would be very different to what Chris was thinking. "The thing is, we'll have to meet you there as she's invited me to join her for kind of a girlie afternoon/ evening before. A bit of shopping, maybe a bite to eat together, that kind of thing."

"No worries. It's a nice idea. It's great that the two of you are getting on so well. And you haven't really had a proper girlie night for a while, so go and enjoy! I'll meet you wherever."

She kissed him on the cheek.

"Thanks babe. Let's hope we enjoy the night!"

They called for a takeaway and settled down to watch a film, starting their quiet night in.

The following afternoon, just before 4pm, Carol met Polly outside "The Harpy".

"So, ready for your intro?" Asked the younger woman.

"As I'll ever be."

Polly pushed open the door and they entered a large room with a bar along most of one side. Opposite this was a DJ booth and a stage on which a young, topless woman was gyrating around a pole. Most of the rest of the space was empty. There were a few bar stools and high tables dotted around, some occupied by the dozen or so men who were all watching the stage. A couple flicked their eyes in the direction of the door, but only for a brief moment before they turned their attention back to the stage where the woman was now beginning to remove her thong.

"Hey Duane." Said Polly to the big black man sat just inside the door. It was clear to Carol that he was there as security.

Polly gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Go on out back Pol." He replied. "Darrell's expecting you."

"Thanks babe. Catch you later."

Polly led Carol off to the left, past a group of other girls in their underwear whom she greeted, and past a heavy burgundy curtain. Beyond this was a slightly smaller room where half a dozen booths, each with their own small stage and pole were located. One of these was occupied, but neither the naked woman nor the guy sat before her gave Polly and Carol a second glance as they headed to a door off to one side.

Polly tapped a code into the lock and led Carol into a small hallway.

"Is Chris going to have to come through like that?" Asked Carol. "Because if he is he's either going to bail or get distracted!"

"Haha, no. All the guys for tonight arrive via the side door in the road around the corner. And Duane will be there to greet them, so there's no worries there."

"Oh I see. That makes sense."

"Cool. Ready to meet Darrell?"

"Sure."

Polly led her past a door in the side of the hallway to one at the end which she knocked on.

"Come."

Polly opened the door onto a well appointed office. Behind a desk sat a man easily as large as Duane but even darker.

"Polly," he said rising from his seat, crossing the room and kissing her on the cheek, "lovely to see you as always. And this must be Carol."

He turned towards Carol and extended his hand.

Carol was captivated not just by his size and muscularity, but probably even more by his voice, which was as smooth as honey.

She took his hand and shook it.

"I am. And you must be Darrell."

"You are quite correct." He released her hand. "So I understand you've volunteered to assist with tonight's little event?"

"I have."

"Well allow me to express my extreme gratitude. You've saved us from quite a large admin headache! And may I also commend Polly for finding such an attractive replacement."

Carol felt herself blushing.

"No need to be embarrassed my dear. You are aware of what kind of establishment this is, and I can honestly say you put many of my girls in the shade."

Carol was sure her face must be bright pink, especially when she recalled how good looking the girls that she'd seen earlier were.

"You're too kind Darrell."

"Carol, let me assure you I am something of an expert in the female form and yours is quite superb. And your face has a glow that comes from more than just your embarrassment! Don't you ever get compliments?"

"Only from my husband, and that's just because he's biased!"

Darrell let out a deep laugh that was as smooth as a chocolate fountain.

"Have more faith in him. He's an exceptionally lucky man! Now, did Polly explain how things work?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Excellent. Then allow me to show you where everything will take place."

He led them from his office back to the door in the side of the corridor. He opened it and showed them through. To their left was a staircase while opposite was another door, to which Darrell pointed.

"That's the side entrance. Duane will be here greeting the men as they turn up and directing them upstairs."

He started to climb, Carol behind him and Polly bringing up the rear.

At the top Carol was confronted by a closed door to her left and an open one to her left.

"In there is the changing and shower room for the girls." He indicated the closed door as he said this. "But our main event will be taking place in here."

They walked through the open door into quite a large room. There was a small bar in one corner, a stage in another and a couple of couches along the walls.

"Welcome to church!" Said Darrell.

"Church?" Replied Carol.

"Well where's the one place that everyone goes at Christmas? This is the festive church of the female form."

"Ah, I get it." Carol smiled as she looked around. "So tonight is your version of midnight mass then?"

"Indeed, albeit much more fun."

"And messy!" Added Polly.

"True." Agreed Darrell.

"Of course Carol," continued Polly, "if you are truly a believer and want to be part of the church you have to be baptised."

Carol had a feeling in the back of her mind what Polly was hinting at, and it wouldn't invoke a few drops of water. Still she asked.

"What would that entail?"

"Kneel down and close your eyes."

She did as she was told, sensing one of either Polly or Darrell move close to her as her eyes closed.

"Ok, now open them again."

Carol was now eye level with Darrell's crotch.

"Wow!" Was all she could gasp as she took in the enormous tool in his hand.

The shaft was chocolate brown and looked to be about a foot long. It must have also been a couple of inches in girth as well! She'd never seen anything that large, and it loomed even bigger as he touched the head against her forehead.

"I baptise you in the name of my head," came his smooth voice, "my shaft..."

He touched the shaft against each of her cheeks.

"... and my ball bag."

He rested this against her chin briefly.

"Now, why don't you see if you can bring forth my special annointing oil."

Carol couldn't wait to taste this enormous cock and eagerly stretched her lips around it.

She struggled slightly with the width initially, but her jaw soon relaxed enough for her to accommodate Darrell that way.

"Mmm, Carol. Your husband is even luckier than I thought!" He moaned. "And once again I commend your choice Polly. Carol is really going to fit in well tonight."

Carol continued to work on about half of his length, but after a couple of minutes started to push further and take him deeper. She really wanted to taste as much of the huge cock as she could..

Descending she gagged as she hit around 8 inches, further than Chris would get, and had to withdraw.

"Easy Carol!" Exclaimed Darrell. "You've got a full evening ahead of you!"

"I know." She gasped. "But I just have to see how far I can go!"

"Go slowly and breathe through your nose." Said Polly.

Carol took a moment and then inserted Darrell's fat head into her mouth again.

Taking Polly's advice she continued to slowly move deeper. She managed to get to about nine inches this time before her gag reflex hit. After another moment to gather herself she went again, this time bottoming out ten inches. She could see the last two inches before her and tried again a couple of times but finally had to admit she'd reached her limit.

Polly and Darrell had been coaching and encouraging her all the way and could see her disappointment when she admitted defeat.

"Don't be too down Carol." Said Darrell. "Not many women can achieve ten inches even with practice, so to get there the first time you've experienced a cock this size is still an impressive feat!"

"I guess," she replied, "but I still have a feeling of unfinished business."

"Well let's see how things pan out later on shall we." He answered. "However, speaking of unfinished business. The final part of your baptism is down to me, just hold your head still and open wide."

Carol did as she was instructed and felt Darrell place his hands on either side of her head. He placed his dick between her lips and began to slide in and out of her mouth.

He started slowly but gradually built up pace until he was soon drilling eight inches of hard black meat into her.

Carol could hear the wet noises coming from her mouth and throat as he fucked her face. She hadn't initially thought of it as that, but as she felt her saliva flow down her chin she realised that was exactly what he was doing. He was simply using her to get off, and she loved the feeling.

After a couple of minutes she felt him tense.

"Welcome.... to..... chuuuuuuuuuurrrch!!!" He grunted.

The first shot of his spunk went straight down her throat, but he quickly pulled out and shot the rest over her face, covering her from hair to chin.

"You are now officially baptised." He said as he shook the final drops onto her willing mouth.

Carol couldn't help but laugh as she wiped some of his ‘ointment' from her eye.

"If all baptisms were like that I might go to church more often!"

"You can clean yourself up in the dressing room across the way." Said Polly. "I just need to clear a couple of things about this evening with Darrell and then I'll be through to join you."

Carol stood and walked into the dressing room where she found a well appointed bathroom with a few showers and a couple of basins. She scooped the majority of Darrell's semen from her face with her hands. As it sat in her palms she looked at it.

"Waste not, want not." She said and licked it up.

Finished, she ran some water into one of the basins and stripped off her top. It was still damp from her saliva and, she guessed, probably a bit of spunk, but she didn't want to get it any wetter as she splashed her face.

There were a few different cleansers nearby so she used one to clean up. She was just finishing removing the worst of Darrell's juice from her hair when Polly arrived.

"All good?"

"Nearly. Just give me a couple of minutes to dry off and we can go shopping."

A couple of minutes later she joined Polly in the changing room.

"All details finalised then?"

"Yep, I just had to clear a couple of bits of admin with him. Everything's in place, it's going to be a night neither you nor Chris will ever forget!"

"I can't wait! Now let's go find a suitable outfit."

They headed out through the door that Darrell had pointed out as the entrance for the night.

Several hours later, at just after 9.30pm Chris found himself outside the same door. He double checked then address that Carol had sent him and looked up and down the street for the fifth time.

"I know she said it was a private entrance to the club," he thought to himself, "but this just looks like someone's front door!"

He'd already tried calling his wife a couple of times but she wasn't picking up. He considered trying once more, but decided against it.

"Here goes nothing." He thought, and he knocked on the door.

He heard some movement behind it and the door swung open to reveal a large black man.

"Err, I'm not sure if I've got the right place." Said Chris. "I'm supposed to be meeting my wife Carol and her friend Polly?"

"You must be Chris." Replied the man in the doorway. "You're in the right place. Come on in and make your way upstairs. Most of the others are already up there."

He stood aside and allowed Chris into the corridor. Making his way along to the bottom of the stairs Chris could hear a buzz off conversation but not much else.

"Sounds like a bit of a dull party." He thought. "Although it is starting quite late, maybe things will pick up in a bit."

As he climbed the stairs he could see the bouncer chatting to a group of three men. Once he reached the top he turned into the open doorway and was confronted by a room full of just men. There must have been over fifty there, just chatting with each other, with not a single woman in sight!

Chris was beginning to wonder if Carol and Polly had pranked him when another large, black man approached him.

"Chris?" He said, extending his hand.

"Err, yeah."

"Duane told me you were coming up. Carol and the others will be out shortly, they're just getting ready."

"Oh, ok."

"You're a very lucky man. Carol's one hell of a woman. I'm Darrell by the way"

"Thanks."

The three men had obviously been allowed in as they now entered the room. Darrell acknowledged them but continued to talk to Chris, but was background noise as Chris began to realise he had been set up, just not in the way he had originally thought.

"That's nearly 60 men and Carol and the others ‘will be out shortly'". He thought. "Oh my fucking God! This is the thing that Carol had been talking about and I dismissed as pure fantasy!"

His cock began to stiffen.

"She's going to put herself in here and suck off as many strangers as she can!"

"Sorry Darrell, I drifted off a bit there," he said, "can I just check this is what I think it is? What did Carol call it... the gobble?"

"That's exactly right Chris. Did Carol give you any details as to what'll happen?"

"Kind of, although nothing specific for tonight."

"Ok, so the way it will work is that when everyone is here, you'll make three even lines facing into the centre of the room in a triangle. I'll introduce the girls, who will come in through that door and stand in the middle of everyone. Each girl has a line and they have to get as far along it as they can within the hour.

Now one thing to point out to you is that no one here knows you and Carol are married. She said she wants to try to keep it that way, so try not to show any sign of recognition if you can. Is that ok?"

"Yeah, sure. I can probably manage that."

Chris looked around the room again, it was fuller now, he estimated around seventy men were now there including himself.

"Looks like we're nearly up to our full compliment. I'll just go and check if the girls are ready. Help yourself to a beer."

Darrell headed out of the room and across the small hall to knock on the dressing room door.

Chris walked over to the bar and picked up a bottle of beer from an ice bucket. He surveyed the others that were stood waiting around and saw that there was a real mix of colours, ages and sizes.

"Wow!" He thought. "This is really happening! Everything we've fantasised about over the past couple of weeks is about to come true!"

His head was a mix of nerves, horniness and anxiety.

Five other men entered the room and Darrell went over to the small stage to pick up a microphone.

"Gentlemen. Good to have you all here for our annual Christmas Gobble. We have a full compliment, so if you wouldn't mind taking your places please."

All of the men spread themselves into three lines as Darrell had explained. Chris found himself at the end of one near to the doorway. Once the three lines were complete he did a quick count of the one opposite him and came up with 25.

"Fucking hell!" He thought. "That makes 75 in total! How can any woman cope with that during the hour, let alone what's supposed to come after!"

His thoughts were interrupted as Darrell continued.

*"Ok gentlemen, let's meet tonight's entertainment!

First up, I've no idea why she's dressed up in white as we all know she's far from a virgin! It's Mary."

The men cheered as through the curtain came a busty blonde wearing a sheer white bra and matching panties. The thin material showed hints of Mary's nipples and trimmed landing strip of pubic hair. She was also wearing a suspender belt attached to white stockings. On her head she wore a tinsel halo, but the look in her eye was anything but angelic.

Chris could feel himself hardening even more in his trousers.

"Next up," continued Darren, "she regularly helps Santa empty his sack. It's our sexy little elf, Polly!"

More cheers as Polly entered the room. She was dressed in red and white striped hold-up stockings, a tiny green satin skirt and matching half-cup bra. Her brown hair was tied in bunches at the side of her head, upon which she wore a green elf hat.

"And finally. A very special Christmas surprise for you all. You'd need to be an exceptionally good boy to find this gift under your tree on Christmas morning, but unwrap with care because she's VERY naughty and will get you singing with joy! It's Carol!"

Chris stared at the doorway as though it walked his wife. She was wearing what looked to just be a large strip of red ribbon, which had somehow been arranged to cover all of her intimate areas, yet still leave little to the imagination. It was tied off in a big bow over her breasts. Teamed with red fishnet stockings and pumps, she looked about as far from his conservative wife as Chris had ever seen! He could see a mix of apprehension and determination on her face and knew her competitive instinct was beginning to kick in. His penis was so hard in his trousers he was worried it was going to burst.

The three women stood in the centre of the room, each facing a line of men. Carol was facing Chris' line, which he felt rather happy about.

"Gentlemen," announced Darrell, "start your engines."

Chris wondered for a moment what he meant until he heard a chorus of belts opening and flies being undone. As trousers and underwear dropped to the floor he followed suit, his rock hard cock joining 74 varied others all pointing toward the three women.

"Ok, a quick reminder of the rules. This is an oral only competition, no hands allowed at any stage, particularly from the men. Any man trying to accelerate proceedings will be ejected."

Chris could hardly imagine why anyone would want to speed up a blow job!

"The aim is simple, each of our lovely ladies is to swallow as many loads of cum as they can in 60 minutes.

If everyone is ready... on your marks... get set... GO!"

To Chris' surprise each woman actually turned left and went to that line instead. That meant instead of Carol he found himself with Polly kneeling before him and wrapping her lips around his shaft!

He very nearly lost it there and then, but caught himself and resolved to try to help his wife's competitive nature. Knowing that her aim would be to beat the younger woman's record he focussed on counting seconds, trying desperately to last over three minutes, or at least longer than the stranger his wife was sucking.

That thought nearly caught him out and he continued counting as he watched Carol's head bob and shake.

His count was nearing one hundred and eighty and he was really struggling to keep from unloading into Polly's warm mouth when he saw Carol pull back and shuffle over to number two.

As that shaft pierced his wife's lips he gave in and fired his load down Polly's willing throat.

Spent, he shuffled over to the bar and joined the man already there.

"First timer?" Asked the man as Chris opened a beer.

"Yeah. You?"

"Nah, this is my fourth."

"So you've been lucky enough to have had Polly and Mary before?"

"Yep, and their friend Emma. They're all great. But this new girl Carol could beat the three of them I reckon. That was one of the best blow jobs I've ever had!"

Chris felt a strange sense of pride at that statement.

"How did you find Polly?"

"Oh she was goooood! In fact, she nearly set me off twice before I finally came!" Admitted Chris.

"I'm not surprised!" Answered the other man. "She's always been my favourite. But I reckon Carol could be about to usurp her. It took all of my self control not to shoot earlier as well, and I can usually last longer than I did without even really trying."

"Are you talking about the new girl?" This came from the man that Mary has started on, who was now finally coming to join them.

"Sure are." Responded the man. "If the rest of her is anywhere near as sweet as her mouth it's going to be a hell of a night!"

"I bet it will be. Did you see the wedding ring on her finger? Nothing better than a married woman cutting loose, they really go for it!"

"Good point! I wonder if her husband knows what his slut of a wife is up to tonight?"

"He not only knows, but he's part of it!" Thought Chris, although aloud he said. "He probably thinks she's at some lame girlie night in!"

"Whereas she's a whore at a lad's night out!"

All three laughed at that.

They chatted about all sorts of things as they watched the action unfold in front of them. Chris kept a close eye on how Carol was performing both against the other two, but also against the clock.

After 15 minutes both she and Polly were already onto their 6th dick, Carol having started slightly ahead. Mary was only on number five of her line.

Halfway in and Carol had opened up a bit of a lead, she finished number thirteen as the half hour was reached, while Polly was still on number twelve.

"I told you she was good!" Said the first guy Chris had spoken to. "Both she and Polly look like they'll beat the record of 21 the way they're going."

"You could be right. Although I guess you never know, the next few guys could have incredible control."

"There is that," acknowledged the man, "but as someone who's been at both ends of the line I can tell you the later you are, the more the anticipation builds and even the strongest of wills can crack in a minute."

"I hadn't thought of that." Replied Chris.

Fifteen minutes later and the gap has increased. Carol was on to her nineteenth dick while Polly was finishing number sixteen.

"She might just finish the line you know!" Exclaimed Mary's first.

"Six and half in fifteen minutes? That's a big ask!" Interjected another.

"Couple more quick draws like her last two and she'll have a good shout. And believe me, the things she does with her tongue, anything possible." This came from one of Carol's other victims.

She swallowed her nineteenth load as they were speaking. Most eyes were on her now as dick 20 was commenced. He lasted barely a minute before he was making his deposit.

"That'll help." Said someone behind Chris.

Number twenty one was more stubborn however and it took about three minutes to finish him off.

"Four in about ten minutes. Can't see it."

"I still think she can."

A quiet debate ran that ended fairly evenly split. Meanwhile Carol had gone about her business and was left with two cocks and four minutes on the clock.

When number 24 lasted just over two minutes there were some audible groans from the bar.

Chris wasn't sure if Carol heard them or not; but he could see that she was making a hell of an effort on the last shaft. Darrell was checking his watch as the whole room watched Carol. Even Polly and Mary we're willing her on, as were the next guys in their respective queues.

"Ten... nine..." started Darrell.

The count was taken up by everyone, Chris included.

"Eight... seven... six... five... four... thr..."

Carol pulled back, turned to face the room and opened her mouth to display a load of semen sitting on her tongue.

The room erupted in cheers.

"Well folks!" Said Darrell, "We've just witnessed something very special, I'm sure you'll all agree! Our newbie Carol has, if you'll forgive the unintended pun, blown away all previous records! 25 cocks sucked until they came inside one hour! I think that deserves a round of applause."

Everyone started clapping.

"Come on Carol, up onto the stage to take your acclaim."

Carol climbed onto the stage as the applause was accompanied by more cheers. Her cheeks blushed as she took in the room.

"Now gents, before we move onto the next stage, I'd like to ask for a little bit of patience. Our lovely ladies have a special treat for us."

Although she covered it well, a look crossed Carol's face that told Chris this was news to her. Polly and Mary joined her on stage, standing on either side. Polly leant in and whispered something to which Carol nodded. Polly whispered something else and then gently turned Carol's head towards her and planted a kiss on her lips.

Carol froze for a brief moment before responding to the kiss as cheers and wolf whistles rang out around the room.

Polly and Carol kissed for a minute or so before the younger woman broke off. Mary now took over, turning Carol's head her way. This time Carol responded instantly to the kiss.

However at the same time both Mary and Polly took one end each of the bow in the ribbon around Carol. Giving it a tug it undid and dropped to the floor leaving Chris' wife naked in front of seventy six men.

Polly now placed her mouth on one of Carol's breasts, sucking and nibbling at the nipple. Carol snaked one hand up to hold Polly to her tit.

Polly remained there for a few moments before she moved down and knelt between Carol's legs. Her mouth went to Carol's crotch.

Mary broke the kiss and whispered something to Carol, who nodded. Polly moved slightly and Carol lay on her back on the stage. As Polly reclaimed her position between Carol's legs, Mary knelt above her chest and started to suck on her tits.

This continued for a few minutes, with every dick hardening noticeably as the show continued. Polly then reached for a small bag that Darrell had placed on the stage and pulled out what, to Chris, appeared to be a small, slender metal rod and a tube of gel.

Polly squeezed some of the gel onto the rod and then started to rub it around Carol's bum as she continued to tongue her pussy. Chris now saw what Polly was planning to do and wondered if Carol knew this was on the cards. Given the moans coming from his wife all he knew was that she was enjoying the attention she was receiving.

As she let out a small squeal Chris saw that a portion of the sex toy had now entered his wife's backside. Polly continued to work the toy around gently while still tonguing Carol's pussy. Mary was working over her tits and the combined sensations were clearly bringing Carol close to the edge.

Then, as Mary took one nipple between her teeth and stretched it, Carol screamed out.

"Oh My GOOOOOOOOODDDDD!!!! I'm CUMMMMMMMIIIINNNNNNGGGG!!!!"

Once her climax was over, Mary leaned in and whispered something to her.

The men watched as Carol rolled into all fours. Mary then lay on her back, her pussy underneath Carol's head. As Carol bent down to place her mouth at Mary's vagina it became clear that the dildo was now about halfway into her bunghole.

Carol commenced eating her first ever pussy with relish, while Polly probed further at her back passage, twisting and pushing the toy until nearly its full length was secreted inside Carol.

Polly then looked into the crowd and pointed to Chris. He heard Darrell's voice whisper in his ear.

"You're up. Time to take your wife's anal cherry Chris."

Chris climbed the couple of steps up to the stage in a slight daze, Darrell's words echoing in his head.

"‘Take your wife's anal cherry'.... probably not the way either of us would have expected it to happen," he thought, "but on the other hand, what an experience!"

He stood behind Carol and stared at the metallic object sticking out of her behind. He barely registered Polly liberally coating his shaft in lube, however his attention quickly sharpened as Polly withdrew the toy and held Carol's arse cheeks wide. There was her tight brown hole slightly opened, just waiting for him to fuck.

He pressed his cock head against the opening.

"Slow, even pressure." Encouraged Polly.

He pushed slowly and steadily forward and gradually Carol's hole opened to accommodate him. His head then almost popped entirely in in one go.

"Good," said Polly, "give her a moment to get used to it and then go again until you're about 2 inches in. After that you can start fucking her slowly, getting a bit deeper on each thrust."

Chris waited a few moments to see if Carol showed any signs of discomfort, but her attention was completely on Mary.

As it seemed as thought his wife was ok with a cock up her rear, Chris followed Polly's instructions and began to fuck Carol, gradually edging his shaft further beyond her tight sphincter.

While he did so, Carol brought Mary to orgasm with her tongue. Continuing his slow steady thrusts he heard Darrell speak into the microphone again.

"That's it gentlemen, the Harpy links is now officially a nine hole course! Please remember our simple rules, play nicely, don't interfere with another man's lie without express permission and above all, we positively encourage you to make a mess of the fairways!"

Polly and Mary had already departed the stage by the time he finished and had been replaced by a handful of the men.

One took Mary's spot on the floor before Carol. He allowed her to suck his cock a couple of times before he slid further down beneath her.

Chris was now over three quarters deep in his wife's arse when he felt it start to get even tighter. The guy beneath was pushing his dick into her pussy! Carol was moaning in pleasure at the sensations, her mouth filled with a third shaft.

The sights, sounds and sensations were too much for Chris who shot his second load of the night, this time into Carol's back passage.

He withdrew and was swiftly replaced by a man sporting a shorter, but fatter dick. Chris watched as this promptly disappeared up Carol's chute, aided by his own spunk as lubrication.

At the same moment a third man simply unloaded over Carol's back.

"I guess the ‘fairways' will be getting very messy on that basis!" Thought Chris as he helped himself to a beer from the bar.

Over the next 45 minutes or so he watched at least a dozen men drill one of his wife's holes. Some only went for a few thrusts before moving on to one of the other girls who were in much the same state as Carol. Others fucked her until they came, either inside whichever hole they were using or over another part of her body.

By now Chris was ready to go again, and the perfect target was staring at him as he crossed the room. Polly's arsehole was gaping open and, as she'd assisted him in taking his wife's anal cherry, he thought it only fair that he get to sample the younger woman's back passage as well.

It was open wide enough for him to enter fully with a single thrust. He'd been pounding her for a couple of minutes when he felt the man beneath her twitch through the thin membrane separating them and realised he'd cum.

"Roll yourselves over." He heard.

With the help of a couple of others, and with his dick still embedded in Polly's bum, Chris quickly found himself beneath her. One man took hold of her legs and spread them in order to push his rod into her pussy. She turned her head to take another into her mouth, while two more found.their way into her hands.

Chris lasted just under ten more minutes before he was adding his deposit to Polly's anal cum bank. She was lifted off him and impaled on the next wiling shaft. As he made his way back to the bar he looked over to the stage. It seemed as though there was barely an inch of Carol that wasn't covered in sperm. She was now in the same position as Polly, servicing five men at once. Despite the rather impressive rod between her lips, Chris could see the look of sheer ecstasy on his wife's face.

Around twenty minutes later the crowd had thinned quite a bit. There were still plenty of men for the girls to take on, which they were eagerly. Chris was now enjoying his first experience of Mary, his cock pounding her loose, cum filled cunt.

Now building towards his fourth load, he found himself on the verge for a while, but not quite able to finish the job. He stepped aside for a moment to allow another man a turn. That man pumped a few times and came inside Mary. Another stepped up and similarly lasted a short while before reaching climax. He, however, pulled out and shot his juice over her stomach. That sight seemed to be the trigger for Chris and he felt his own load begin the journey from his balls. He swiftly took back his position between Mary's legs and pushed himself inside. Moments later his spunk was mingling with numerous others.

It was about another hour before the only people remaining in the room were Chris, Darrell and three very sticky women.

"So Chris," said Polly her voice hoarse, "now do you believe the Christmas Gobble is a real thing?"

"I guess it would be hard to deny now." He answered. "Given what I've just experienced! And especially with my wife having taken a starring role!!"

"And how!" Added Mary. "Carol, you were amazing! I can't believe you did all 25 in the hour! And then first anal, first dp, first triple... incredible."

"I have to admit," responded Carol, her voice huskier than the others, "I wasn't sure I'd be able to go through with it, let alone to that extent! I can't believe I've done all of that! It's all thanks to all of you."

She turned to Chris.

"Especially you, my dear husband."

"Carol, I love you so much." Answered Chris. "If you'd asked me if you could do this I'd have been hugely apprehensive. But just going ahead, and getting me here to watch! Well that's just about the hottest thing I think I've ever experienced!!"

He turned to Darrell.

"And well done on the organisation! Very slick, no pun intended. I suppose this is now the time that you and Duane get your reward? And with a newcomer to boot."

"You're quiet right Chris. Although I have to admit I did have a little taster earlier. Which reminds me Carol, we have a little unfinished business, don't we? Shall we try to complete the deal?"

He held his fingers a couple of inches apart, which slightly confused Chris. Carol actually looked to be blushing slightly, perhaps because Darrell had revealed his earlier experience, but she nodded eagerly.

"As for you Chris," said the big man, "I guess you need to decide who you go with next."

"Well," answered Chris pointing to his wife, "three holes done...

He pointed to Polly,

"... two..."

And then to Mary,

"... one."

"Mary it is then. Carol, come with me to the sofa."

Darrell led her to one of the sofas and made her lie on it, her head hanging off the edge.

"This should give us a better angle to work with. Remember, breathe through your nose and I'll go slow and steady."

Chris barely registered Mary's lips closing around his cock as he watched Darrell drop his trousers to reveal a huge, twelve inch long monster. His wife had her mouth open in anticipation and half of the shaft disappeared into it quickly.

Over the next couple of minutes Chris watched as inch after inch went into Carol's throat. Darrell seemed to stay still for a moment with around two inches to go before he pushed forward again and suddenly his balls were resting on her forehead.

"That's it Carol, job completed." Said Darrell. "And now your throat's open, it's time for me to make the most of it."

With that he withdrew maybe 4 inches before plunging back in. He kept up quite a vigorous rhythm as he thrust between Carol's lips. Chris was sure he could see the fat cock head making a bulge in his wife's throat every time Darrell bottomed out.

That was enough to tip him over the edge and he shot his load into Mary's mouth.

"Mmm, thank you!" She said, licking her lips clean. "That's number two on me. How about I get you ready for number three."

With that she went back to trying to breath new life into his deflating cock.

For the first time since the renewed action has started, Chris looked over to his side and saw that Polly was impaled on Duane's dick, which looked almost as big as Darrell's.

Knowing that at some point soon both of these monsters would be drilling into his wife began to stir a reaction from Chris. This was accelerated when he heard Darrell cry out.

"Fuck yes! That's it Carol, take my cum into your stomach!"

Chris looked over and saw Darrell was balls deep, holding Carol's head as his hips bucked. It seemed to be almost a minute before he released his hold and pulled back, albeit keeping half of his rod between her lips.

"Just give me a moment to recover and then I have to see if your cunt is as accommodating."

True to his word, after just over a minute of gentle thrusting, he withdrew, his cock looking as hard as ever.

"I have one question." Said Carol as she sat up. "What did you mean when you said ‘don't interfere with another man's lie' earlier?"

"Well Carol, if you'll allow me a couple of minutes to sample your pussy, then maybe Mary and Chris can help us out."

Carol looked briefly in the direction of her husband, who was almost back to full hardness.

"Deal."

"Come on then, sit on my cock."

Darrell sat next to her and Carol swiftly straddled him, facing towards him. She lowered herself until she felt the biggest cock head she'd ever experienced begin to spread her lips.

"Oh my fucking GOOOOOODDDDDDDD!!!" She squealed. "This thing is going to split me in two!!!"

She slid further down the thick shaft.

"Holy SHIT!!! It's like an arm or something is going inside me!! This feels fucking amazing!!!"

She hit about nine inches of depth before she paused.

"Oh wow! I don't know if I can go any further."

"That's ok Carol. Fuck me with what you're comfortable with, just as long as I get to suck on your luscious nipples."

Carol began to slowly fuck herself on Darrell's shaft, making sure she kept her tits in range of his mouth. They continued for a couple of minutes before Darrell ordered her up.

"Turn round and slide down. You need to see this."

Carol obeyed, again bottoming out at about nine inches.

"Ok Mary."

The other woman took Chris by the hand and led him to his wife. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment before both looked down to Carol's crotch. Mary was using one hand to spread Carol's cunt lips while the other was drawing Chris' cock nearer. Suddenly another pair of hands appeared, as Polly took over holding Carol open, freeing Mary to use both hands to push Chris' dick alongside Darrell's

"No FUCKING WAY!" Squealed Carol. "It's already stuffed to burs... HOLY SHHHHIIIITTTT!!!"

Chris' cock head and an inch or so of shaft suddenly popped inside her.

"And that," said Darrell, "is messing with another man's lie. Come on Chris, fuck your wife's super stuffed cunt."

Chris looked at his wife as he began to fuck her, managing to get nearly three quarters inside her already full pussy. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy as she cried out.

"Gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cuuuuummmmmm!!!!"

"Job done Chris. Now I believe you still have two holes in order to complete the set, while I also have work to do."

Chris withdrew and Mary got on all fours, her head on the sofa and her hands holding her arse cheeks open. He needed no second invitation to plunge his dick into her back passage.

Next to him he heard Darrell speak softly.

"Nicely lubed, all relaxed, perfect for..."

He thrust upwards burying the remaining three inches of his rod into Carol.

"Nrrrghhhh. Cummmiiinngggg agggaaaaaiiinn!!!!" Squealed Carol.

"That's it baby, fuck me, fuck me hard ‘til I cum."

Carol's legs were wobbly as she tried to impale herself repeatedly on the big black shaft between her legs, white foam appearing around the base of Darrell's cock as she did so. However she couldn't really support her weight, so Darrell helped her out, holding her waist and propelling her up and down until he unloaded deep inside her.

He pulled out and helped her onto the sofa, but she had no time to recover as Duane positioned himself between her legs and harpooned her.

The sight of this second big dick powering into his wife finished Chris and he came in Mary's arse.

"I guess that just leaves my cunt then." He heard in his ear.

Turning his head, he saw Polly, who winked at him before dropping to her knees. She pulled his deflating prick from her friend's behind and took it into her mouth. Chris was sure he was beyond spent, but relished the feel of Polly's mouth lips and tongue trying to resuscitate him.

His eyes were still on Carol, Duane's snake splitting her pussy lips wide. Carol's eyes were unfocused as she urged him on, her words jumbled on her ecstasy.

Duane then leant forward, wrapping his big, strong arms around her to pick her up. Once stood, he turned round and sat on the sofa where Carol had previously been lying.

He kept his arms around her, holding her still, his dick lodged to the base inside her. Chris wondered about the lack of activity until Darrell appeared in the corner of his vision, moving slowly forward, newly erect cock in hand.

Chris has a front row view as the second beast pushed inside his wife, stretching her anal canal to its limits. Once fully embedded in her back passage, Darrell began to alternate thrusts with Duane.

Getting a DP from the two enormous shafts was too much for Carol, who came so hard she passed out.

By that time Chris was himself sat on the sofa with his own cock buried in Polly's velvet vagina. He had been sure his dick was finished, but the moment Darrell's had begun to spear Carol's arse revived him..

He managed at least five minutes before the last dribbles of cum drained from him and into Polly's vagina.

The pair of them then sat back together with Mary and watched as Carol's two holes were plundered for nearly ten further minutes before Duane and Darrell made their deposits.

She was slowly coming round as they sat her gently on the sofa.

"Un-fucking-believable!" Mumbled Carol. "That was amazing, although I reckon it'll be the new year before I'm able to sit properly again, let alone walk! You two have destroyed me! That said, Duane, you're only on one from three..."

"I think that's the definition of insatiable right there!" Laughed Polly.

Duane chuckled along.

"It's a kind offer Carol, but I'm strictly a pussy man." He said. "Nothing turns me on more than a nice juicy cunt."

"Well..."

"Incredible!" Laughed Mary. "Good luck keeping her satisfied now Chris!"

"No worry about that Mary." Answered Carol. "He's all the man I need. That said, how long until Easter!"

They all laughed, Chris perhaps slightly more nervously than the others.

"Ok girls," said Darrell, "you know where the showers are. Best get yourselves cleaned up while Duane and I sort the rest of the place out. Chris, I'm sure the ladies won't argue if you offer them a helping hand soaping their backs."

Chris and the three ladies headed across the landing and into the dressing room. There was plenty of space in the shower area for all of them together. However all four were too tired to do anything other than help each other clean up and then get dressed.

Darrell ordered a taxi for Chris and Carol, while Polly and Mary went off in another.

Settled into the back seat, Chris yawned as his wife snuggled into his side. She was asleep almost immediately, and Chris was fighting to keep his eyes open.

"The pair of you look absolutely shagged!" Said the cabbie. "Must have been a hell of a Christmas party."

"It was full on, that's for sure." Acknowledged Chris. He stifled another yawn as he laughed to himself about the driver's choice of words.

The lack of traffic at that time of the morning meant they were home pretty quickly. And Chris was soon helping a very sleepy Carol into the house and up the stairs.

As they reached the bedroom she turned and put her arms around his neck. Her eyes were heavy as she kissed him on the lips.

"Thank you for giving me the freedom to experience tonight. I love you so much for not freaking out when you realised what was going on."

"Carol, you know I love you too. I have to admit there were some doubts when I first twigged, but this was as much my fantasy as it was yours. I just hope it turned out to be everything you hoped it would.

"And more. I've sucked I don't know how many different cocks, had numerous more in my pussy and, incredibly, my arse. I doubt I'll be able to walk or sit properly for a week, but I've experienced things I never thought I ever would, and I loved every second of it. More so because you were there with me."

Chris kissed her.

"You're an incredible woman Carol."

"I'm just a normal woman who's just had an incredible night, that's all."

They started to get undressed.

"So," she said as she slipped off her skirt, "what are we doing at Easter..."

Chris threw his shirt at her.

"Dear God! An animal really has been unleashed! That's a few months away woman, let's get over this shall we?"

A short while later, as they lay together under the covers, Carol already asleep next to him, Chris' thoughts did briefly drift to what she had said.

"Could we top tonight?" He wondered as sleep took him too.