her cunt.  He was delighting in it and his prick was rock hard again 
after his recent orgasm.
"Now, now, fuck me, fuck me," pleaded Jenny and Vincent pulled Paul 
aside roughly in his eagerness to satisfy her demands.  Pausing only to 
place his prick at the entrance to her cunt he thrust hard into her 
falling down on to her stomach as he did so.  Instinctively, he began a 
rhythmical thrusting and Jenny raised her legs around him before locking 
them behind his back.  Vincent was a typical, athletic adolescent and 
his back and bottom revealed his well muscled physique.  Jane began 
stroking his back as he fucked Jenny and soon was massaging his buttocks 
and slipping a hand between his legs to caress his balls.  The lad began 
to cry out in delight at this and it was obvious that he was on the 
point of orgasm.
"I'm coming," he panted, as Jane varied the movements of her hand, 
trailing it from his balls to his anus as Jenny pulled his cheeks apart.  
Moistening her finger tips in her mouth, Jane slipped her hand between 
his cheeks once more.  Her probing became more forceful and the 
clenching of his buttocks told the more experienced watchers what was 
happening.
"Ah, aghh," Vincent cried out as Jane succeeded in penetrating him and 
the stiffening of his legs between Jenny's coincided with his obvious 
orgasm.  His bucking increased in tempo as he pumped into her and Jenny 
grunted in appreciation.  Eventually he subsided onto her and Jane 
removed her hand from between his cheeks.
"Did you enjoy it?" Simon asked, not really expecting an answer.  
Vincent remained motionless on top of Jenny breathing heavily.  "Off you 
get then.  I think you've had your treat for tonight."
The boy withdrew slowly, as if in pain and Jenny raised herself onto her 
elbows.  "Did you want a go?" she asked Paul who remained kneeling 
beside her.
"Can I do it a different way?" he asked tremulously.
"What did you have in mind?" I asked the boy, regarding him with 
curiosity. 
"I don't know any other positions, but couldn't you tell me some?"
"I think we might manage that," concurred Simon.  "How about kneeling 
across the pouffe Jenny?"
Jenny moved without replying into a kneeling position in front of the 
cushioned pouffe.  Draping her torso across the padded top she opened 
her legs in invitation.  Paul moved in behind her and knelt between her 
legs.  Passing her own hand between her legs, Jenny guided the tip of 
his prick between the lips of her cunt.  
"Push now, Paul," she instructed and then moaned in delight as he did as 
she requested.  "Oh, that is so good," she moaned as he began to take up 
a furious assault on her rear end.  Lubricated by his friends spunk, 
Paul kept a terrific pace going and Jenny soon began to cry out in 
delight.
"Yes, yes, don't stop! Don't stop!"  Jenny's orgasm was violent and a 
look of fear passed Paul's eyes as he worried that he was hurting her.
"Keep going Paul," instructed Simon, and thus reassured, the lad rode 
her to his own orgasm, pulling out to shoot his sperm over her back and 
bottom. 
Ten minutes later the boys were reunited with the bike and were on their 
way having pledged undying secrecy.  Each had finger fucked a woman in 
the porch as they left and this final act of exhibitionism by the girls 
had left Simon and I beside ourselves with desire.  The ladies pleaded 
fatigue on returning to the lounge however and begged for some time to 
recover in. 
"Can we play a game or something for a few minutes while you recover?" I 
suggested. 
"Only if it doesn't involve physical activity for a while." Jenny 
pleaded. 
"What about Truth or Consequences?" I asked.
"Sounds ominous," warned Jane.
"Not really," I teased.  "It depends what you have got to hide."
"Okay," agreed Jenny. "What do we do?"
"We take it in turns to ask each other questions.  They have to be 
answered truthfully, or the person can opt instead to 'face the 
consequences' of not answering.  Anything could happen then," I warned, 
winking at Jenny.
Replenished once more with drinks and clad only in underwear we grouped 
ourselves around the coal effect electric fire.  It and the candles gave 
the only light in the room and the drink, atmosphere and lust of the 
last hour were beginning to combine to produce a wonderful warmness 
between us.
"Who goes first?" asked Jenny.  "I think I ought to as I was fucked 
twice."
"Sounds fair enough," Simon agreed, "as long as you don't pick on me."  
He laughed and reached down to kiss Jenny's lips as she turned to face 
him.
"I think we three should draw cards to see who is first," the ever 
sensible Jane interjected.  "Lowest card loses."
"Okey, dokey," I agreed and fetched the pack once more.  "Ladies first," 
I joked offering the pack to Jane.
She drew a card and looking at it groaned.  "It's not fair," she 
laughed, throwing the two of spades onto the rug.  "You may as well not 
bother."
"What's it to be then, Jenny," asked Simon, the nervous excitement 
apparent in his voice.
"Okay, Jane.  You have to tell us about a sexual experience in your life 
that Pete doesn't know about or walk up the front path naked."
"Some choice," moaned Jane.  She looked towards the front door, where at 
that moment the outline of some passers by could be seen.  "I don't 
think I can go out just at the minute."
"Come on then," I urged, "tell us your secrets."
"Well," she began, "if you're sure you want to hear this."
"I'm sure," I reassured her.
"You know the time just after I'd met you when I went on that church 
youth group weekend?"
I nodded assent, intrigued.
"Well bible class and prayer weren't the only activities I indulged in."
"Tell us more," cajoled Simon.
"I didn't know at the time how things between us were going to work out 
and we weren't having sex so I was rather desperate.  I got to know this 
boy called Tim at the disco we had on the first night and he walked me 
back to my room.  We had a snog outside the room and things may have 
gone further if my sister hadn't suddenly appeared with her boyfriend.  
He was screwing her and they wanted to use the room so we had to go for 
a walk. It was quite late and pitch dark outside but we walked around 
the grounds of the old house where the weekend was being held and 
chatted.  He didn't have a girlfriend and I told him that I was just at 
the start of something but I didn't know how it would work out."
"There's faith for you," I interrupted.
"Ignore him Jane, what happened next?"
"We found a wooden bench that was right in front of the house, well it 
was an old country mansion really, and we sat down to talk.  Even though 
we were so close to the house, it was very dark and quiet.  We were soon 
snogging and because I knew it would only be a weekend fling (and also 
because I was feeling randy as hell) I didn't stop him when he began to 
fondle my breasts over my coat.  In fact, I was so brazen, I opened my 
coat for him so he could put his hands inside.  That way no one could 
see what we were up to.  He was shaking with excitement so much that he 
couldn't undo my bra strap and I had to do it for him."
"Mmm," said Jenny. "Typical young lad."
"Well, I was only eighteen remember," reminded Jane, "so I wasn't 
exactly a professional."
"Not quite," I joked.
Ignoring me, Jane continued.
"I remember that his hands were deliciously cold and my nipples were 
erect within seconds of him touching them.  As he caressed them I asked 
him if he had ever done this before and he confessed that he had never 
had sex with a girl.  I immediately felt really wicked and decided that 
it was my duty to educate him over the weekend.  'So you've never finger 
fucked a girl either then?' I asked him.  He shook his head, embarrassed 
and feeling sorry for him, I led him to a part of the house wall that 
was in complete shadow.  I leant back against the wall and drew him to 
me.  We began to snog again and I felt his hands lifting up my skirt.  
Then I could feel his cold hands on my tummy as he slid them into the 
top of my pants.  I opened my legs for him and .."
Jane's eyes became dreamy and instinctively, she began to splay her 
legs.  Taking his cue, Simon ran his finger tips across the mound of her 
cunt began to trace the outline of her slit through the lacy material.  
Slowly and gently he ran his finger up and down, the movement seeming to 
sooth Jane into restarting her narrative.
"He used his longest finger to penetrate me and I must have moaned as he 
put it in because he looked quiet worried and asked if he had hurt me.  
I shook my head and whispered that I wanted another one.  Soon, guided 
by my breathing, he was thrusting two fingers into me and I was driving 
my hips up to meet them.  It was gorgeous, I felt so in charge and I 
knew that he would do whatever I wanted.  When I came, he was so sweet 
and I almost had to persuade him to let me do the same for him.  I asked 
him if he would like me to toss him off there but he was worried that 
someone would see, so we went into some trees.  He leant back against 
one and I undid his zip and put my cold hand in.  He didn't have the 
biggest prick in the world but it was probably one of the stiffest and 
it was a matter of seconds before he was coming all over my hand.  He 
was pathetically grateful and insisted on walking me back to my room, 
where we had another good snog before parting company for the night."
"Was that it?" I asked suspiciously.  "It's not like you to let one get 
away."
"Are you sure you want to hear it?"  Jane asked me, the hint of a 
worried frown on her face.
"Did he fuck you?"
There was a momentary pause before Jane replied.  "Yes, he did.  
Several times in fact."
"Then I'm delighted, and I want to hear all about it."  I reached over 
and kissed her, whispering, "I'm so proud of you," into her ear before 
following it with my tongue.  "Come on, the juicy bits."
Jane laughed and continued.
"He was lucky enough to have a room to himself so when I got into my 
room, I told Sue that I would go for an early morning walk the following 
morning in order to clear the way for her to have a session with Alan, 
her boyfriend.  She was extremely grateful at first but it gradually 
began to dawn on her that my motive was not mere altruism.
'What are you up to then?' she laughed and I told that I'd met someone 
that I liked.
'Keen on early morning walks is he?' she teased before slipping off to 
sleep.  Once I was sure she was asleep, I gave myself a super slow 
orgasm in anticipation of what was to come the following morning."
"So, did you go?" pressed Simon.
"Too right," Jane giggled.  "He was a virgin and there was no way I was 
going to miss the chance of breaking him in.  I had a quick bath and 
crept over to his room.  He hadn't even locked the door," she paused in 
thought, "perhaps he was expecting me.  Anyway, I slipped in, locked the 
door and undressed.  He woke up just as I was in my bra and pants and 
sat up looking amazed and a bit worried.  He was frightened that someone 
might catch us but once he realised what was on offer he soon lost his 
nervousness." 
"What was on offer, Jane?"  I asked softly.
"I told him that he could do whatever he liked to me.  I was still on 
the pill from my previous boyfriend so we didn't need a condom.  I 
stripped completely in front of him while he struggled out of his 
pyjamas in the bed.  Once I knew he was nude I sat on the bedside and 
peeled his covers back.  Instinctively, he covered himself at first but 
then moved his hands onto my breasts.  I began to masturbate him but I 
was so turned on myself I couldn't resist going down on him."
"You sucked him off?" I exclaimed incredulously.
"'Fraid so, my dear.  I couldn't resist it.  His prick was so young and 
inviting.  He tasted salty from the night before but I didn't stay long 
because I knew he would come very quickly.  I moved off his prick and 
climbed over him.  I can remember staring into his eyes as I lowered 
myself down on him.  I'm taking your virginity, I kept saying to him.  
He exploded inside me pretty soon so it was a bit of a non-event really, 
but I know he enjoyed it."
"You said he fucked you several times," Simon persisted.  "What about 
the other times?"
"Haven't I told enough?" Jane protested.
"Not when it's this interesting," I teased.
"Well, even by our standards, it's a bit embarrassing.  Promise you 
won't be cross?"
I was consumed with desire and curiosity. What else had my darling wife 
got up to that I didn't know about?
"Pray continue my sweet. I'm all ears."
"Not from where I'm sitting," giggled Jenny, staring at the bulge in my 
inadequate pants.
"When I got back to my room, I was so excited by what had happened I 
forgot that Sue would be in there with Alan.  I burst straight in and 
caught Alan kneeling behind Sue who was bent over the bed.  He was 
obviously taking her from behind and her face was contorted in pleasure.  
It was so funny, because none of us knew what to do but after a second 
or two, I murmured an apology and began to back out hurriedly.  Sue 
called me back though and began to plead with me not to tell anyone what 
I had seen.  Surprised, I reassured her that I had known for ages that 
Alan was screwing her and what did she think that I had been up to?  I 
wasn't really a nature freak."
"What happened next?" Jenny urged Jane, keen for more detail.
"It was really funny, because we had this conversation with Alan impaled 
in Sue.  As we talked however, he obviously began to get his composure 
back because he started to fuck her again.  It was really strange seeing 
Sue being used in this way and even though I knew she let Alan screw 
her, it was odd watching it happen.  The strangest thing however, was 
that I began to get really turned on by the situation and couldn't help 
crossing and uncrossing my legs as I sat on my bed opposite them.  Sue 
couldn't see Alan of course so when he began to flirt with me with his 
eyes, I had to be careful not to let Sue see that I was responding.  I 
just couldn't help it.  The session with Tim had turned me on but not 
satisfied me so witnessing my sister being fucked kept me really hot."
Jane had begun to dream again and I had to prod her gently to keep her 
going.
"Sue wasn't on the pill and they didn't have a condom so he couldn't 
come in her.  She came however and once she had recovered, she 
disappeared to the bathroom to get a shower.  As soon as she had gone, 
Alan came over and tried to kiss me.  I stopped him and told him that it 
wasn't right. He was my sister's boyfriend after all.  He just laughed 
and said 'Let's keep it in the family then,' and my resistance soon 
faded away.  He pushed me up against the wall and lifted my skirt with 
one hand.  He was no virgin for sure, and knew exactly what he was 
doing.  He had two fingers inside me in a matter of seconds and it 
seemed only seconds later that I was coming in a flood on his fingers.  
I must have collapsed down the wall because the next thing I knew was 
him forcing his prick into my mouth.  I tried to resist but he was 
holding my head by the hair and pulling it back so my mouth dropped 
open.  He began to fuck my mouth roughly and I realised that unless I 
cooperated, I was going to get hurt.  I held his hips and tried to slow 
the pace of his thrusting down.  He was a "deep throat" man and I had to 
resist the urge to gag as he forced his prick all the way down my 
throat.  Soon I could feel him beginning to tense and I knew he was on 
his way.  "Don't stop" he pleaded but I was just keen to get it over 
with.  Within moments his hot creamy spunk was jetting into my mouth and 
I had to swallow repeatedly in order to stop it escaping.  Once he had 
finished, he pulled out and collapsed onto the bed.  I told him to get 
dressed before Sue came back and then slipped out of the room in order 
to avoid embarrassing questions when she returned.  By a stroke of luck 
I met up with Tim who was wandering around the house so we went to 
breakfast together and I told him what had happened.  
'The bastard!' he exploded.  'I'll get him!'
"It was no big deal," I argued.  "I led him on anyway."  I told him to 
forget it but having just lost his cherry to me, he now saw himself as 
the guardian of my virtue.  Finally, in order to prevent anything 
embarrassing happening, I came up with a solution.
"Suppose I let you fuck me again before tea tonight?  Would that make 
you feel better?" I asked him.  He was obviously keen but still wanted 
to get back at Alan who he felt had taken advantage of me.  I told him 
to make sure that he called at my room at about 11 o'clock that night.  
It would be after official "lights out" so he would have to be careful 
but I particularly wanted him around at that time."
"Why?" asked Simon.
"Well,  Sue always got back to the room at about 10.45 when she would 
undress and get ready for bed.  She used to sleep with nothing on so 
that when Tim arrived and knocked gently on the door in a way that Alan 
used she assumed it was him and opened the door in the nude.  She 
squealed when she realised her mistake and ran for her dressing gown, by 
which time of course, Tim had seen everything she had to offer.  He 
apologised profusely but claimed that he had to see me as it was the 
last night.  He suggested to Sue that she might like to spend the night 
in his room but she said that she wasn't going anywhere at that time of 
night and didn't think that it was a very good idea him being in our 
room.  "There are rules about having men in our rooms," she told him 
virtuously.
"That doesn't stop your boyfriend fucking you in here," Tim told her at 
which Sue got really mad.  Either for  real or in a good imitation, she 
launched herself at him but the only result of the assault was that her 
dressing gown somehow became detached from her body. Sue grappled with 
him for half a second before realising what had happened but instead of 
flying into the rage I anticipated, she just started to giggle and then 
fell back onto the bed, making no attempt to cover herself up.  
Tim looked at me uncertainly, but I motioned him on.  He lowered his 
face to her stomach and began to kiss it softly.  Sue opened her eyes 
wide and looked at me.  She started to lift herself up but I whispered 
to her to lie back and enjoy it.  She asked me if I minded but I just 
shook my head and so for the second time in a day I saw a male 
penetrating my sister.  Tim licked Sue for a few minutes but then wanted 
to fuck her in the way I had taught him a few hours before.  Lying her 
back, he lifted her legs up and over his shoulders before guiding his 
prick into her.  I reminded him that he must not come in her but after a 
short while the excitement of the situation got the better of him and he 
began to buck and shake.  He pulled out suddenly and allowing Sue's legs 
to fall down either side of him he spattered his spunk on to her tummy 
and tits."
"So he got his own back after all?" I murmured.  
"He got a lot more than that if you ask me," laughed Simon.
"Well, that's all you're getting," asserted Jane.  "It's my go now and I 
want to go back to setting dares, OK?"  Her defiant look deterred any 
one from disagreeing.
"Right then, Pete, by way of making amends I am going to dare Jenny to 
spend two minutes alone with you in the kitchen with no lights on."
Jenny groaned, "Nothing personal, Pete, but I'm knackered."
"Don't worry," I smiled.  "I'll be gentle."
"Just a moment, that's only half of it," Judy interrupted.
"Oh, no," wailed Jenny.
"You have to let him penetrate all three body orifices in any way he 
chooses, or take six of the best with a slipper from Simon on your bare 
bottom."
"How did I offend you?" Jenny protested, as Jane dragged her to her feet 
and pushed her towards the kitchen door.  Jane just laughed and winked 
at me behind Jenny's back as I followed her into the kitchen.
Closing the door, I approached Jenny in the darkness.  There was faint 
moonlight coming through the roller blind and I could see Jenny's skin 
glistening in  the least shadowed areas.
"I don't suppose we could pretend, could we?"  Jenny whispered.
As if in answer, I pulled her to me.  "Jane didn't specify what I should 
use to penetrate you.  Any ideas?"
I allowed the roller blind to rise gradually, so as to increase the 
visibility in the room. Looking around, Jenny moved slowly to a Reisling 
wine bottle that had been emptied during the course of the evening.  She 
handed it to me with a resigned look on her face.
Pushing her down onto her knees, I told her that I had no intention of 
wasting her mouth on the wine bottle.  She took me readily into her 
mouth and I could feel the encompassing pressure that caressed my prick.  
After  twenty seconds I was rock hard and withdrew gently from her 
mouth.
"Stay down there but get onto all fours," I commanded.  Obediently she 
dropped down on to her hands and knees.  I manoeuvred myself between her 
legs and began to search for her cunt with my finger tips.  She was very 
wet and quivered when I probed the opening.
"Ready, Jenny?" I asked.  She nodded and lifted her head as if steeling 
herself for something.  I took the bottle and located the neck where my 
fingers had just been.  
"Is that it?"
Once again she nodded and growled slightly as I pushed the bottle neck 
into her cunt.  She moaned audibly and I became conscious of the silence 
in the lounge.  The music had been turned off to allow them to hear 
Jenny's ordeal and she was not going to leave them ignorant of what was 
happening to her.
"Oh, oh," she gasped, as I began to saw the bottle in and out.
"Thirty seconds left," called out Jane and I withdrew the bottle drawing 
it up the crack of Jenny's bottom and bringing with it, a trail of thick 
juice which I smeared quickly around her anus.
"Here it comes," I warned as I tried to push the head of the bottle into 
her bottom.  She was tense however and I was not prepared to push too 
hard and run the risk of hurting her.
"Ten seconds," Simon shouted and then together, they counted down the 
seconds to zero.
"Did you do it?"  Simon demanded as they burst in.
"Not quite," I explained, gesturing at Jenny's resistant rear end.
"Do we try again, or do you want the forfeit?" Jane teased Jenny.
"Bitch," Jenny hissed.  "Can't you let me off?"
"You didn't let me off mine,"  Jane reminded her.  "What's it to be?  
The bottle or the beating?"
"The bottle," hissed Jenny.
Once again I slipped my fingers into her vagina and used the creamy 
wetness to smear around her bottom.  This time I also pushed my finger 
tip into her anus to try and open her up for the bottle.  She was making 
a determined effor to relax her arsehole but it still took some effort 
in order to get it to penetrate her completely.  Finally, however, I 
forced it in and as I did so, Jenny exhaled with a grunt.
"How is it?" asked Simon.
"Okay," she murmured in reply.  "How long have I got to keep it in for?"
"Twenty seconds," Jane decreed.
Jenny began to count down from twenty as I supported the weight of the 
bottle.  Suddenly I found myself being pushed aside by Jane who took the 
weight of the bottle from me.  As Jenny reached fifteen, Jane began to 
slide the bottle in and out of her arse.  At about eight or seven, Jenny 
stopped counting and dropped her head and forearms down on to the floor 
so that only her bottom remained sticking up into the air.
"I thought you'd like this," Jane teased.  "Have you ever been buggered 
for real?"
Jenny was incapable of answering as her breathing was becoming more and 
more laborious, so Simon answered for her.
"She told Pete and I on the way here tonight, that some lads from her 
school had fucked her.  One of them had also buggered her when all three 
wanted to take her at once."
Simon's revelation brought Jane to a halt.  She looked incredulously 
from Simon to me and I simply nodded to confirm Simon's report.
"My God!  You always manage to outdo me, you baggage!  How can I compete 
with that?"  Jane sat back and laughed and then leaning forward once 
more, removed the bottle from Jenny's bum.
"Ooohhh!  I was enjoying that," complained Jenny.
Simon took this as his cue to kneel behind Jenny.  Slipping his hand 
between her thighs, he pushed her legs wide apart again.
"Anything a bottle can do...." he declared.
"Wait!" Jane suddenly called. Flinging herself into the same position as 
Jenny alongside her, she too raised her bottom high into the air behind 
her.  The two girls were resting their heads on their hands and forearms 
and were facing each other, their eyes only inches apart.
I took my place between Jane's legs.  She too was very wet and after 
initially wetting around her anus with fingers wetted in my mouth, I 
completed the job using her own cunt juice.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked my wife.  She had been reluctant to 
allow me to take her this way in the past and the thought of 
devirginising her arse now was making me tremble with excitement.
"Anything she can do..." Jane echoed.
I allowed Simon a moment's start before placing the tip of my prick at 
the entrance to her arse.  Jenny's moan announced her penetration as I 
pushed hard at Jane.  There was little sign at first that I was going to 
succeed and I was pushing quite hard when I felt the  first slight 
"give" in her sphincter muscle.  Jane cried out as I forced my way in  
and drew in breath suddenly once I was fully inside.  I could see that 
she and Jenny had linked hands and each was clasping the other with 
enough force to whiten the skin.
"Okay Jane?" I asked.
"Just do it," she ordered through gritted teeth.
Not quite sure what "it" was, I began to fuck her arse.  It was a 
gorgeous sensation and I could feel the tightness around my prick.  
Simon was similarly engaged and soon all four of us were breathing 
heavily.  The marley tiled kitchen floor was hardly the most suitable 
surface for extended love making however and even the delight of Jane's 
arse could not keep the agony of my knees at bay.
"Shall we move into the lounge?  The carpet's a lot softer," I 
suggested.
"Yeah, okay," agreed Simon and he withdrew gently from Jenny.
Once in the lounge, the girls took up similar positions on the floor 
having placed cushions under their heads first.  Simon caught my arm as 
I prepared to kneel behind Jane and jerked his thumb towards Jenny.  
Without a word, I knelt down behind her and offered my prick up to her 
arse.  Reaching back to guide me, she placed the tip in place and not 
wishing to give her time to react, I pushed and gained entry.  She was 
not as tight as Jane had been and I felt that I was able to penetrate 
her to a greater degree.  Simon was mounting Jane at the same time and 
simultaneously they realised that we had swapped. Looking back at us 
they vowed a dreadful revenge, the anticipation of which was exciting 
enough to induce a rapid orgasm for each of us.
"Do you want us to come inside you?" I asked them both.
Jane answered for both.  "Yes, but don't be too long, it's becoming a 
bit sore."
Soon after, and almost simultaneously, Simon and I both shot our loads 
grasping the hips of our partner as we did so.  I collapsed on Jenny's 
back and Simon rolled back away from Jane.
Taking ourselves off to the bathroom to clean up, I asked Simon what he 
thought of the weekend so far.
"Unbelievable, but my one ambition is to fuck Jane as much as possible. 
Jenny is a great lay and wonderfully sexy, but it's Jane that I really 
fancy.  I hope you don't mind," he added nervously.
"Not at all,"  I replied.  "You know that the greatest thrill I can get 
is to see her being used and whored by another man. Do whatever she will 
allow you to and I will delight to watch."
"Thanks, mate," he answered and having finished our toilet, we returned 
to the girls.
They had obviously been scheming while we had been away and giggled as 
we reappeared.
"What are you two up to?" I challenged suspiciously.
"Oh, just a little idea we had," laughed Jane.
"Yes," continued Jenny, "we have done everything you have asked of us 
tonight, isn't that so?"
"Yeees," I agreed, wondering what was coming next.
"Well, it's our turn to set the dare," declared Jane.
"And what would that be?" enquired Simon.
"You have to agree to go through with it before we tell you," Jenny 
asserted quickly.
"And if we don't?" I ventured.
"Then you've had your last sex of the weekend," Jenny announced 
triumphantly.
I looked at Simon and he shrugged resignedly.
"Looks like you've got us," I accepted.  "What's it to be then?"
"Oh, it's quite simple," Jane replied as she reached behind her and 
produced the wine bottle that I had used earlier on Jenny.
Simon and I looked at each other in bewilderment for a few seconds 
before realisation dawned.
"What, you mean?"
"Yes, we are going to bugger you with the bottle." Jane replied coldly.  
"Jenny took it and so will you.  It's been washed and is nice and cold 
so who is going to be first?"
Swallowing hard I looked at Simon.  
"You," he offered boldly.
"Thanks," I replied dryly.  "Okay then, me first.  Let's get it over 
with."  I dropped to my knees and looked at one then the other lady.
"Right Simon, you wait in the kitchen."
"Christ, that sounds ominous," he laughed with a touch of bravado as he 
wandered into the kitchen closing the door behind him.
I felt strangely nervous as the two girls approached me.  Suddenly, I 
had this overwhelming desire to submit to whatever they wanted and I 
made no effort to resist when Jenny pushed me down onto all fours.
"Open your legs," commanded Jane and the authority in her voice ensured 
that my response was immediate.
"Head up," ordered Jenny.  I did as I was ordered and found her cunt in 
front of my face.
"Lick me," she commanded.
Burying my face in her pubic hair I began to probe her cunt with my 
outstretched tongue. She grasped my head and held it in place 
ensuring that I could not escape.  I felt Jane spreading the cheeks 
of my bottom and then her finger tips applying some lubricant to my 
arse.  I braced myself only to hear her warn,
"I wouldn't do that if I was you.  Just be as relaxed as possible and it 
will be okay."
"How long are you going to do it for?" I asked.
"Not too long provided you behave," she warned.
Returning to performing cunnilingus on Jenny, I tried to relax as Jane 
forced the bottle into my arse.  Slowly, somehow, she succeed until I 
felt as if I was impaled on a telegraph pole.
"Lick, Pete," ordered Jenny.  I had stopped as I had been entered and it 
took real concentration to start again.
"How long?" I gasped.
"Soon, my darling, soon.  Just take it.  Isn't that what you're always 
telling me?  Just take it."
Reflecting ruefully on how one's sins come back to haunt one I wondered 
what other surprises these wonderful women would spring on us as the 
weekend went on.  Only time would tell.  Only time would tell.

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