At the wrong cabin.

“Come in… Come in… make yourself at home; we were just deciding what to do this afternoon. It was a late night, and we’re not really in a beach mood.”

Sue, who greeted them, was a bubbly art student; Brad always thought she resembled Maud Harvey in the painting ‘Seduction’ by Falero. She had no idea who their new guests were but instantly warmed to John with his big puppy eyes and sugar daddy appeal, which made her pussy tingle when she looked down at his plump, mature flaccid cock. Sue gestured to the sofa, inviting them to sit. Nancy looked around the room trying to spot Jason as the unmistakable smell of weed filled her nose.

“We love this camp; being free to just be yourself is so wondrous, with no barriers and no judgements, just like-minded nudist people enjoying our bodies and others.” John thought it was an odd way for Sue to start a conversation.

“Would you like a glass of wine?” Brad offered to be more accommodating to his guests.

“I am fine for the moment, but thank you.” Nancy’s eyes were drawn to the joint propped in the ashtray and smiled to herself.

Sue leaned forward and picked up the oversized smoke. and took several deep drags before passing it to Brad. He was much older than Sue, with long, wavy shoulder-length hair and a lean, almost asexual appearance with no particular body definition, except for the meaty shaft that dominated the space between his slender thighs. John’s curiosity was aroused by the strange leather strap which was fitted snugly around the base of his cock and balls.

“How do you know each other?” Nancy wasn’t sure if Sue was his daughter given the age difference but didn’t want to assume anything and had already forgotten about Jason.

“Brad’s my art teacher at college; we started dating after life class. The official model didn’t show, so he stepped in. That was the first time I really saw him; he opened my eyes, if you know what I mean!” Sue smiled, glancing across the room at Brad, remembering the first time she saw his impressive cock.

“We came here last year with our daughter Sally and couldn’t wait to return. I know what you mean about the lifestyle; there’s just something electric in the air.” Nancy leaned back, relaxing.

“It was Sue’s idea to visit. She really wanted to experience being a naturist among other like-minded people, free from all inhibitions – well, nudists.” Brad exhaled a cloud of smoke that snaked toward the ceiling.

“I know just what you mean. This place does something to you; it's certainly very steamy too, especially in the shower block, right, Brad?" Nancy smiled knowingly as she eyed the leather strap around Brad's hefty cock and balls.

“When did you arrive?” John noticed Sue’s body was still a milky shade of white.

“Two days ago, well… technically two nights and one day. Today is our second.”

Brad handed the spliff over like a symbolic peace pipe; it would serve to break down all barriers, and this particular ‘Mr Treize’ strain was known for its libido-enhancing properties. John looked at Nancy and shrugged his shoulders; he’d never smoked before, but he was on holiday and open to trying anything, at least once. Brad sensed his apprehension and nodded with a big smile full of encouragement.

"Free your mind, be one with your body. Become your own art. Trust me.” Brad’s velvet baritone voice sent a shiver down John's spine; he was lost in Brad’s dilated crystal-green eyes that sparked like emeralds in the light. There was something highly sexual about Brad; he was so alluring and compelling.

Next he’ll be saying, 'Make love, not war, ’ though I wouldn't mind that. John thought as he watched Sue slouch back in her seat casually. Not caring that her deep pink pussy lips were on display between her widely parted thighs.

Brad was clearly already under the influence, as he continued enthusiastically talking about the body being a form of art. Normally John would have switched off to this hippy kind of nonsense, but there was a strong magnetism which kept him and Nancy hanging on Brad’s every word; like a starship caught in a tractor beam, John and Nancy found themselves irresistibly drawn closer and closer to his mesmerising aura.

John closed his eyes, not knowing what to expect as he took a deep drag, drawing in the smoke, filling his lungs, oblivious to the effect it would soon have on his body. He held the smoke in for as long as he could manage before curling forward and coughing it out, much to Sue’s amusement. Nancy fared better, having tried weed previously; she took several long puffs and felt a wave of relaxation wash through her body. Instantly she became self-aware, in tune with every nerve ending and beat of her heart. She felt her nipples throbbing as they stiffened.

“This stuff is potent; it makes me SOOOO… hypersexual.” Sue trailed a finger down her body to her pussy.

“I don’t know about you, Nancy, but there are times when I just need sex, raw relief; it’s so exhilarating. Yesterday blew my mind: so many lovers, more in one day than I had all year. Never in my wildest dreams had I expected being a nudist would be like this.”

“Making love is a beautiful thing, but I understand what you mean. Everywhere you look, you see cocks and pussy, which doesn’t help. I am constantly aroused; sometimes all you crave is a big hard cock or two.” Nancy giggled like a naughty schoolgirl.

“We masturbated and had sex all day yesterday; I just can’t stop myself. The more I have, the more I want.” Sue was fingering her pussy deeply.

“The bigger the better, right, Nancy? John was looking at Brad's impressive cock longingly.

“What did you two lovebirds get up to then?” Nancy asked, sliding a hand between her legs. As Sue recalled the horny details of their previous day.

Brad's and Sue’s first day at Camp Natural.

Sue woke early, keen to explore the camp. They had arrived late the previous night and were too tired from the long drive to make the most of their evening; after several glasses of wine they were out for the count. Sue stirred as the sun beamed through the window and saw several naked people walk past their cabin, which initially startled her until she remembered where she was. Brad was still sound asleep but sporting his usual morning wood, which was too tempting for Sue to ignore. She loved waking him with a sensual blowjob. Brad slowly came to, moaning softly as Sue’s tender lips and tongue explored his engorged shaft. Brad soon shot his massive load in Sue's mouth as she slurped it down her throat.

“Morning, sleepyhead. So what do you want to do today? We could go and explore the camp. See where everything is. Maybe a stroll along the beach too?” Sue was eager to experience being naked outside.

“We should stop at the shop first and pick up a few essentials.” Brad fell back on the pillow, rubbing his eyes.

After a quick shower and a trip to the on-camp supermarket, they were ready to explore. Sue couldn’t keep her eyes off all the cocks; she was fascinated by the different shapes and sizes as they flapped around, some even semi-erect, which made Sue very wet. Once the shopping had been put away, Sue grabbed her big straw hat and posed like Marilyn Monroe from the ‘Seven Year Itch’ poster.

“How do I look, babe?” Sue gyrated her hips provocatively, pouting her lips for Brad.

“Like a nubile goddess. I better get dressed too.” Brad slipped the leather cock ring around his balls and shaft. “How do I look?”

“So hot, I could make love with you all day; God, I am so horny already.”

Sue grabbed Brad’s hand and led him out of the cabin, knowing if she waited any longer she’d be all over his body. As they strolled through the camp, several people stopped to say hello and gave useful advice about the various areas of the camp and what to expect. The beach to the left was for relaxation and chilling, and those who were more adventurous could find what they were looking for along dunes by the woods; the furthest section of the dunes was exclusively for men or bisexual couples.

“Let’s take a look at the dunes; that sounds like it might be a lot of fun. The furthest section, that’s where we should go.” Sue’s eyes sparkled as she kissed Brad softly on his lips.

It had just turned ten in the morning; the beach was still sparsely populated. They passed a few couples enjoying the sun as they strolled slowly along golden sand. Approaching the line of the woods, they ascended a small bank of sand and spotted a man on the other side in a clearing of tufty beach grass. Sue paused in her tracks at the sight before her.

“Jesus, Brad, look, that guy is rock hard. Is that weed I can smell?” She whispered, not wanting to disturb him or the wonderful view.

A bronzed man in his late fifties with white hair was perched against the slope of sand, legs akimbo, openly flaunting an impressive erection. He took a puff on his spliff, then looked down at his hard cock as it flexed, increasing in size, drawing in a deep breath through his pursed lips; the sound was like steam releasing from a boiler pressure valve. He groaned softly, exhaling deeply as his dopamine and oxytocin levels shot into the red on his own gauge, engulfed totally in self-pleasure, unaware that Brad and Sue were watching.

Sue noticed Brad's cock responding; he was swelling rapidly as they watched the narcissistic display. The man rocked his hips and seemed almost hypnotised by his python as it danced before his eyes. Brad felt a wave of excitement race through his body as he stood watching his own python charmed by the carefree abandonment he was witnessing. Sue smiled as her pussy flooded; being a nudist was far more exciting than she had imagined.

“It is… He’s smoking weed; I wonder if he has any to spare.” The bronzed man suddenly became aware of their presence and smiled sweetly at Brad’s proud display of his manhood.

Slowly they approached. “Bon jour. Mind if we join you? Such a fabulous day to be a naturist.” Sue couldn’t keep her eyes off his throbbing cock. She had always preferred older, more mature men.

“You mean nudist, accepting the beauty of naked bodies in nature?” He paused for a moment, studying their bodies lustfully.

“Naturists will argue that being without clothes should be a non-sexual experience; arousal is frowned upon and not socially accepted as part of their lifestyle.”

“The sight of an aroused penis is certainly a beauty to behold, am I right, Sue?” Brad said as he flexed his erection, feeling very turned on.

Brad and Sue sat as they listened on. "We are made to be sexual, to procreate and reproduce; sex is what defines us as humans. We should not be ashamed or have to hide our displays of arousal. It's the most natural thing in the world.” He passed the spliff to Sue.

“I’d never really thought about it before, but I agree. Anyway, I prefer them hard; they look so much nicer that way.” Sue took a deep drag and passed the smoke to Brad.

“If I become aroused, which is inevitable by the way, then so be it. Shouldn't a naturist take that as a compliment?” Brad lay back with his bulging hard cock pointing to the sky, enjoying the looks of admiration.

“Absolutely, and what a complement too.” The man gazed at Brad’s magnificent pole with a twinkle in his eyes; the blood restrained by the tight leather strap made the veins along Brad's long, fat cock bulge and throb.

Sue watched as the man leaned over and took Brad’s cock into his mouth. She'd never seen a man suck another man before and was surprised by how excited it made her. She was mesmerised as he licked and sucked Brad so expertly; she even learnt a few new techniques. The weed had kicked in; Sue felt exceptionally horny, parting her legs wide and masturbating as she watched. Unable to hold back any further, Sue leaned over and took the guy's cock in her mouth and went to work.

“Your cock is so wonderful; Cathy would be so jealous right now.” Frank cupped the back of Sue’s head as it bobbed back and forth and took a moment to eye Brad’s huge python as it waved heavily with the slightest of movement.

“Oh yes, suck it deeper; that’s so good.” Brad’s eyes rolled as Frank worked his magic.

Brad’s breathing became heavy and laboured as his hips bucked; Sue, sensing his imminent release, quickly moved round to join Frank. They sucked and licked in unison until Brad finally exploded ropes of cum into their greedy mouths. Sue then went back down on the guy, dribbling Brad’s sperm over his shaft. Brad joined Sue, returning the pleasure. Together they worshipped Frank’s cock, edging him, taking turns to share, driving him wild with delight until Frank finally released, grunting loudly with each fierce blast. Sue had never been so turned on; sucking a cock with Brad and seeing how greedily he feasted caused her pussy to flood continuously; she was eager to cum too.

They locked in a cum kiss, sharing the salty seed that had erupted between their gobbling mouths; their tongues snaked and slathered. Sue was a cum queen; she loved watching guys shoot their loads over her body, jerking off cocks, sucking them and swallowing, which was why Brad was so special, a repeater who always shot huge, heavy loads. They lay relaxing; Sue carried on toying with her pussy idly, enjoying the freedom and exhibitionist thrill of wanking in public as several men passed, gazing between her legs, which brought her to a juddering climax.

“That was amazing; I haven't been blown like that for a long time. My balls are completely drained.” Frank flopped back, spent.

“Where did you get the weed? It's pretty good stuff.” Sue asked.

“I have some back in the cabin that I’d be happy to share; we get it from Mr Trieze, well… it’s actually my wife who earns it.”

“Free weed? I think I need to meet this Mr Trieze myself.” He laughed; Sue had no idea that Mr Trieze was a hulking black man with a thirteen-inch member who preferred chubby, mature women who craved huge cocks.

“Frank, by the way, nice to meet you. Drop by anytime. Cabin B6.”

“Will do… We are in C1 if you’re passing.”

Brad and Sue left Frank sprawled on his back, slowly stroking his semi-hard cock, coaxing it back to life.

“Where to next?”

“I could do with a shower; I’ve got sand in my ass. Let’s try the communal showers; I’ll let you wash me if you’re a good boy.” Sue giggled.

Meanwhile, in cabin C1.

Sue was panting heavily, her fingers plunging her depths as she recalled the previous day's activities, enjoying being the centre of attention.

“Mmmm, that sounds like it was so much fun; I can’t wait to hear what happened in the showers.” Nancy's fingers matched Sue’s pace as she fingered her slit.

“Brad is the most amazing lover in the world; I think he must be the reincarnation of Casanova. What makes our love so special is the freedom to act on our urges.”

Sue felt euphoric, womanly, and overtly sexual as a narcissistic rush flooded her body; her pussy ignited into a blazing inferno as her pulse throbbed like the bass of a tune in a nightclub. She wanted to be objectified and gushed as John’s half-closed eyes slowly traced her contours; his nostrils flared like a stallion in heat. Feeling sublime and uncontrollably aroused, his eyes danced between Sue’s gaping pussy and Brad’s delicious cock.

”How do you act on your urges, Sue?” Nancy took a deep, seductive puff, tracing her lips with her tongue almost as if trying to seduce Sue.

“Well… in the shower block, I got fucked by three men and then Brad.”

Brad sat relaxed with his thighs wide apart; he ran a finger slowly downward along his shaft, encouraging the anaconda to stir. The blood filled his girthy shaft, forcing it upward in short jerks. Slowly the foreskin peeled back over the swollen head; all eyes were fixed on his impressive cock as it dominated the room, standing flawless and magnificent for the admiring eyes.

My goodness, what a stallion. Nancy suddenly realised just how badly she wanted Brad to make love to her.

“There was this sweet old guy; he got an erection watching Brad soaping my breasts. I got so horny and rubbed my soapy butt onto his cock; he bent me forward and took me from behind.”

John and Nancy now understood why Brad was wearing the leather strap: the blood flow was constricted; his totally engorged cock had ballooned to a point where it looked as if it might burst. Multiple snaking, swollen veins stood proud like forking roads on a 3D contoured map. His shiny purple helmet crowned the regal sceptre as his swollen, hefty orbs dangled in their strained sack.

“That is the most beautiful erection I have ever seen.” Nancy cooed, pupils dilated fully as she drooled in wonder at the fabulous display.

Brad’s bulbospongiosus muscle was very pronounced along the underside of his shaft, forming a long, powerful ridge that made it obvious his phallus was designed for one purpose only: to provide ultimate gratification by invading, plunging, ravaging and owning its lovers, leaving in its wake a quivering, spent body that only craved more, needed more and more of his cock.

“I suddenly felt more hands soaping my body as two more cocks pressed up against me. Then I kind of turned into a sex-crazed whore.” Sue stood and walked over to Brad.

“Mmmm, how exciting; I think I might have to visit the ablutions block myself.” Nancy and John watched as Sue straddled her legs across Brad.

“I’ve never been naked with four men in a shower; I was so horny I couldn’t stop myself.”

“Like sharks circling their prey, the guys were single-minded and only intent on release. Sue was so highly aroused; she took all three men wildly, in need of their fevered friction deep inside her body.” Brad’s smiling eyes flicked slowly between Nancy and John.

He studied the lusty, intoxicated expressions of delight, their eyes never leaving the thrilling view of his penetration as Sue’s stretched vagina slid up and down the girthy shaft, youthfully energetic, bouncing like a gymnast on a trampoline. Sue needed release, a quick, dirty fuck to satisfy her itch for a cock.

Nancy and John were both floating lost in the haze of sexual abandon. Sue’s moans filled the room as her pleasuring peaked. John looked longingly at Brad’s huge bulging erection. Even the straightest of males would have fallen in love with his awesome limb, like the bicep of a weightlifter – strong, thick, oversized, veiny and shiny. just how you’d imagine a superhero’s cock to be.

“Sue has an insatiable appetite.” Brad held her hips in place as he slammed back and forth at maximum velocity, slapping his balls at her swollen mound.

“Ahhh… Yes… So big… Oohh, yes, babe, just like that, don’t stop.” Sue bucked and ground her hips as Brad caressed her body as she gasped for air, moaning softly.

“God, I am so turned on; I just want to make love all day.” Nancy fingered her pussy, lost in a haze of sexual bliss as she watched.

“Oohh fuccckkkkk, ” Sue exploded.

The potent weed had kicked in, much faster than John had expected. He felt a wave of calm wash through his body from his head down to his toes. He seemed to melt into the chair and become one with it. Looking down, he noticed how distinctive his flaccid cock appeared; it had extended in length to its size when fully erect and was significantly swollen as it hung between his legs. He was acutely aware of the heaviness as it slowly jerked upward. Looking back up, he caught Sue biting her bottom lip as her eyes rolled with each grind on Brad’s lap.

Gingerly with weak legs Sue dismounted as Brad sat back, legs apart, proudly displaying the mighty wand, still upright and ready to cast its next spell. Dripping with Sue’s juice, it appeared to throb even bigger, if that was at all possible. Brad was indeed a sexual magician, able to perform cunning stunts on stunning cunts for hours at a time.

“Christ I needed that… Brad is an experienced lover; he takes your body on a journey to the stars and back when we make love, but sometimes I just need a hard fucking.” Sue relit the discarded joint.

Such a beautiful cock, so big and hard. Mmmm, bet it tastes so good with all Sue’s cunt juices. God, it’s making me so fucking hard. Go on, John, suck it; worship his huge cock.

John was trapped in a spell of desire. Brad’s powerful wand beckoned to be worshipped. Sue and Nancy were talking, but their words were a blur in the background. John was absent from the moment, wandering through a vivid daydream. Admiring a splendid erection that pulsed hard into the air, towering over low-hanging pendulous balls, commanding the room with its overpowering presence.

John became aware of a throbbing sensation in his lap; his own cock was sticking up harder than it had ever felt. The world had slowed around him; the weed heightened a latent exhibitionist desire. The rush of being so incredibly hard in front of strangers they had only just met was intense; he revelled in the power of his erection and loved how it complemented Brad’s mighty erection, like two skyscrapers towering above the city houses below, dominating the skyline.

“Exactly… JOHN… JOHN, don’t you agree?” Snapping out of his cock trance, he’d not heard a word of what was said.

“I am sorry… Could you repeat that?” Sue laughed, seeing the bewildered look in his eyes as they snapped reluctantly away from Brad’s luscious cock.

Meanwhile, Mary takes Penny to visit Mr Trieze.

“I have plans for Mum this afternoon; I’ve got a present for her. When we get back, and only if you’re a very good boy, you can claim your reward.

“Tell him, Mum, what’s his reward going to be?” Mary teased, licking her lips suggestfully.

“Your princess pussy – he can fuck your tight little hole.” Penny felt her nipples stiffen as she squashed her thighs together. Paul’s cock wasn’t massive, but it was a perfect fit for Mary.

“My little princess pussy will be yours all night.” Coily, she battered her eyelids.

“Put these on.” Mary handed Penny a small bag containing a pair of fishnet stockings, a suspender belt and high-heeled shoes.

“What do you think, Dad? Highly fuckable, right? Turn around and show him your arse.” The tight suspender belt and thigh straps accentuated her rounded pear-shaped buttocks beautifully. Paul got an instant erection.

“That is hot as hell. Open your legs and bend over. If I had a cock, I’d fuck you so hard right now.” Mary was fingering her pussy, admiring the view.

Paul moved in cock at the ready, but Mary stopped him in his tracks. “I need her begging for it; you can rub it against her pussy and cum if you have to, but no penetration, understand?” Mary kissed him tenderly.

Penny moaned as Paul slid the head of his cock along her slit, parting the lips. Penny pushed back, eager for him to drive deeper, but he pulled back, keeping his promise to Mary. The sight of Penny’s buttocks wobbling gently, framed with the suspenders, was overbearing; she looked so sexual and hot. Mary moved in and whispered in Paul’s ear; immediately his sperm shot forth with a force, giving Penny a nice fresh cream pie.

“It’s a thirteen-inch monster cock. That’s her present… Sshhh, not a word.”

“Don’t wait up, Dad; we’ll be a while, I expect.” Mary kissed him, slipping her tongue in his mouth, then bent over and licked the last drops of cum from the tip of his cock.

“Remember, you need to be a good boy to get your reward.” Mary took Penny's hand and led her to the door with cum still plastered over her pussy

They walked in silence hand in hand, Mary leading just slightly ahead, parading Penny to the various people they passed on the way to cabin thirteen. There were long stares and looks of surprise and admiration, all turning back for a second look at Penny's fine ass, clad in her fishnet stockings and high heels, with her clit protruding fully erect, covered in cum for all to see. They paused at the door with a big number thirteen on it; Mary flipped the double-sided sign to ‘CLOSED’

“There… Closed with no interruptions, but your cunt will be wide open.” Mary slapped Pennys clit making it tingle.

She then proceeded to place a blindfold over Penny’s eyes. Goosebumps ran across her entire body; now blind, her senses heightened, she had no clue what devious plan was in play. Penny heard a loud knocking on the door, a special coded knock, and then a long silence, which seemed like an eternity. Then finally, a long creak as the door opened slowly. Penny’s heart pounded with both fear and excitement at the same time. The sweet earthy smell, unlike any fragrance she had smelt before, caused Penny to breathe in deeply, almost as if trying to identify the heady mix of aromas.

“You’re early; we said seven.” Mr Trieze looked annoyed until his eyes landed on Penny’s fabulous curves. “I have to admit I didn’t believe you.” His deep bass voice made Penny tremble; her nipples hardened.

“She can’t wait… She needs to be fucked right now. Do you really want to turn that body away over a few hours?” Mary slid her finger either side of Penny’s swollen clit and jerked her hand to show its engorged state; Mr Trieze's eyes widened as his cock grew thicker.

“Joyce, turn around slowly and bend over. Show Mr Treize how hungry you are for a cock.” They were back in role-play. Penny shivered with the excitement of it as she opened her ass cheeks, revealing an irresistibly juicy hole.

“If I had a cock like yours, I'd be fucking her right now. She’s such a whore for big cocks.” Penny let out a soft moan in anticipation of being entered.

“You are a feisty little firecracker; I think I like you, little girl.” Mr Trieze knew Mary didn’t like being called that after their first meeting.

“CALL ME LITTLE GIRL AGAIN…” Mary dared, stamping her foot as Mr Treize laughed. She liked ‘firecracker’, though.

“One very fine lady indeed; you’ve done well, firecracker.” From the accent, Penny thought his slow, deliberate, sonorous voice sounded English but with a slight French twang; it was very sexy.

“Remember, Joyce’s cunt is mine; you must do exactly as I say when I say it.” Penny felt a gush of juice leak from her pussy; she shivered. What was Mary planning?

“Have no doubt, firecracker; I am a gentleman; you have my word. Follow me.” Taking hold of Penny’s trembling hand, Mary led her inside the spacious cabin. The pungent smell of weed filled her nostrils, overpowering her senses. Heightening her arousal.

“Stand there.” Holding Penny’s shoulders, Mary placed her close to the king-sized bed and then climbed on, making herself comfortable. Mrs Treize was sitting opposite on a sofa, already fingering her pussy.

“Touch her body, explore it, rub your cock against her flesh. Tease its size, make her beg for it.”

Penny shivered as a heavy piece of meat slapped her arse cheeks and then pressed up against her back. He reached round to massage her full, heavy tits, rolling the hard nipples. Penny squirmed; his powerful, soft and warm shovel-like hands pawed and massaged her with firm commitment. She didn’t need to see to know he was a hulking, mighty giant of a man.

“Oh yes, keep squeezing them. So good. Oh my god, I am so wet.” Penny loved her tits being played with.

“Now the front, rub that huge thing over her soaking cunt, and slap it on her clit until she comes.” Penny parted her ankles for better access to her leaking pussy.

You could hear a pin drop; the air filled with electric anticipation as Mr Treize grasped his meaty shaft. Penny braced, then cried out as the rock-hard baton landed with a splat square on her ravenous snatch, making her clit throb and pulse.

“FUCK!" Penny curled forward as the pleasurable pain triggered her vaginal muscles to contract.

Another and another splat as Mr Treize slapped his giant meaty portions at her burning hot entrance. Mary was frantically masturbating, desperate to witness penetration. Mr Trieze glanced around the room with a smile, his cock the centre of attention, just how he liked it. He noticed the glazed look of bliss in Mary’s eyes, which excited him further, seeing how she responded to each slap almost as if it were happening to her own pussy.

“Your little firecracker excites me; I like her.” Mr Trieze whispered in Penny’s ear, his hot breath brushing past her neck.

“JESUS… Ohhhh… Ahhhhh.” Penny juddered as she climaxed trying to steady her legs.

“Bring her here, on all fours facing me.” Penny was pushed forward by the mysterious man from behind. Still blindfolded, she fumbled forward tracing the line of Mary’s open leg until her face was above her pussy.

The heady smell of Mary’s sex filled her nostrils as she breathed the sweet aroma in, her head spinning. Every inch of her body was covered in goosebumps, desperate to be visually stimulated and to see the giant that was getting ready to take her body so fully.

“What do you want, Joyce?” Mr Trieze looked down at Mary, his colossal hands almost covering Penny’s buttocks, his monstrous thirteen-incher stuck upright, dribbling with foreboding intent.

“Please, let me have it; I really need it so badly.” Penny wriggled her hips.

“Want what…? Say it, you slut.” Mary pressed Penny's face into her soaked pussy. Penny lapped at her slit like a cat with cream.

“Ooohh YES… Such a dirty slut… Aim that brute so it's ready. Let her feel the head, but don’t enter.” There was a grunt of acknowledgement as Mr Trieze pressed the dome of his monster at Penny’s slit.

A loud moan filled the room; Penny’s whole body tensed. Mary reached up, freeing the blindfold, holding her face as Penny’s dilated pupils were wide behind the half-closed blinking lids.

“Look at me… right into my eyes.” Mary held her face firmly.

“Can you guess why he is called Mr Treize?” Penny frowned, confused for a moment. Then her eyes suddenly sprang wide like saucers with the realisation.

“Yes, that’s right, you know, don’t you? You’re about to be impaled by a thirteen-inch black cock.” There was a moment of fear in Penny's eyes.

Jason had filled and stretched her so fully, and she wasn’t certain she could cope with anything larger. Her eyes rolled as she pushed back onto his cock, just a little. Enough to feel the magnitude of his girth. She whimpered loudly.

“Fucking hell, Mary, it’s so thick.”

“I know I’ve seen it… He’s fucking massive and just waiting for my permission.” Penny’s eye rolled again as she broke into a cold sweat.

“Do it… All the way, balls deep, then stop; don’t fuck, just fill her slutty cunt full of cock.” Mary stared into Penny’s eyes, watching every nuance as invasion commenced as Penny gripped the bedsheets.

“Fuuuccckkkkkkk…” Penny grimaced, her eyes rolling back in their sockets as Mr Trieze bottomed out deep. Like a pile driver forcing a foundation rod with one long, slow push into adamant clay.

“Yeah, babe, all the way in; fuck, that’s good pussy, right there.” Penny swallowed the whole thing; it was a very tight fit, but he was balls deep.

“I knew it… What a fucking cock whore; just wait till I tell Dad what a slut you’ve been.” Mary pushed Penny’s face back down on her pussy.

“Okay, Mr Trieze, she's all yours. Fuck her brains out.” Mary climbed off the bed and sat next to Mrs Trieze. Together they watched Penny being taken to paradise.

Powering through a sea of waves, like a cross-channel swimmer, high on adrenaline, using every ounce of strength to ride the next wave. Stroke after gruelling stroke, gasping for air. Everything was a blur except for the endorphins coursing through Penny’s body, blurring her vision as she plunged into an abyss, deeper and deeper, the pressure building as she fought for oxygen, hyperventilating.

With each plunge into Penny’s depths, the surf and spray from her ocean squirted everywhere as wave after wave washed her quivering, shipwrecked body to the shore, where there was a slight respite before the next huge wave engulfed her body and dragged her helplessly back out to sea again. The tide eventually turned; Penny gained some clarity, glad to be ashore, but also elated to have navigated the seas aboard such a mighty vessel. With stars before her eyes, her woozy, disoriented body struggled to support her weight as she tried to sit; hours of exertion claimed her body as she drifted off to sleep.

“That’s the best pussy I’ve ever had, little firecracker.” Mr Treize leaned back, admiring Penny’s sated body as a steady stream of sperm leaked from the gaping chasm.

“In that case, Mr Trieze, we’ll just have to visit again, won’t we?” Mary cuddled up next to him, playing with his now flaccid cock, waiting for Penny to wake.

“Indeed, firecracker, yes indeed.”

Back at cabin C1.

“God, this just feels so right.” Nancy’s clit was poking out from its protective hood, twitching.

Only an hour had passed since entering the cabin, but she felt as though they’d been there all day; she had forgotten all about Jason’s huge teenage cock that defied gravity on a regular basis. Whilst it satisfied Nancy’s raw sexual needs, Jason wasn’t an experienced lover by any stretch of the imagination. Every movement of Brad’s body, every word he spoke, had her pining to be wrapped in his arms and taken to the clouds onboard his magic carpet.

Nancy was experiencing the potent aphrodisiac qualities of the hybrid plant, a secret formula exclusive to Mr Treize. Her cheeks flushed as her eyes lingered back and forth between the stallion cocks so proudly displayed, each demanding the attentive gaze of an approving audience. An uncontrollable urge consumed Nancy; all she wanted in that moment was to be a part of the exhibitionist display, to show her arousal openly. Shifting, she perched her buttocks on the edge of the sofa, draped one leg over John’s thigh and moved the other over the armrest.

“Goodness, what a sight to behold! If I had my paint brushes, I’d capture you just like that. A beautiful sight.” Brad studied the soft, fleshy curves of her maturity and lingered on her gaping hole with awe.

“Wonderful to be so OPEN in front of friends. Could you imagine Nancy sitting like that in the office? Sue sniggered; John had painted a much funnier scene in her mind.

“The manager would have a heart attack; it would say death by misadventure on his gravestone.” Sue joked. John's deep belly laugh caused his hard, bloated cock to sway against each of his thighs like a metronome.

“Here among friends we can be ourselves. It’s one of the reasons we came back to the camp again. To openly share everything with new friends.” John’s pulse raced as he started stroking his shaft.

“Pure, spontaneous lovemaking is one of the most special gifts a body can give or receive in this world.” It was as if Brad's words were a direct conduit to Nancy’s soul.

“Brad…" Nancy stood, pausing elegantly for Brad to admire.

“Brad… Would you make love to me?” He looked up directly into her eyes.

“And treat me like Casanova would treat his lady love?” Nancy's chest heaved as she melted into his mesmerising green eyes.

“I think you’ll need some company, John; you’ve lost your wife for the rest of the afternoon.” Sue smiled as she stalked across the room straddling John’s legs and guided his cock into her warm cavern as she sat facing him.

“We’ll have our own adventure John… Mmm, that's a nice fit; I do like them on the thicker side.” Sue leaned in and kissed him passionately, knowing he was about to witness his wife being taken by a master and mentor of lovemaking.

Sue bucked back and forth on his cock wildly as John pawed her ass and pulled the cheeks open, giving Brad and Nancy a perfect view of his penetrating shaft; their moans and gasps grew louder as their fucking reached fever pitch. Suddenly Sue’s head fell back, and she started to shake uncontrollably; she lay slumped on John, recovering for a few minutes before sliding off his rock-hard pole.

“Thanks, sweetie, I was ready for that; I am so fucking horny all the time. Want me to suck you off while you watch.” Sue didn't wait for a response, dropping her head on his juicy fat cock.

John watched on, his heart racing as Brad laid Nancy on the bed; they met in a tender kiss, gently stroking each other's bodies, getting acquainted. The excitement was too great to bear as Sue deep-throated his shaft, desperate to draw out his seed and take it in her greedy mouth. Nancy’s soft moans filled the air as her desire for Brad heightened, rolling on the bed and pawing at each other's bodies like hot teenagers on a first date. Unable to hold back, John filled Sue’s mouth with his hot seed, which she swallowed. every last drop.

“Mmmm… Tasty…. Let’s leave them to it; I am sure we can find some of our own trouble to get into.” Sue pulled John to his feet, who felt disappointed not to be able to watch Brad seducing his wife.

Still blazed. He felt more relaxed than he had in his entire life but also more randy than ever; his cock, rock-solid, refused to go down, despite his recent ejaculation. As they stepped out into the bright daylight, John, half-blinded by the bright sunlight, almost walked directly into a woman carrying her shopping. She smiled at his erection and continued on her way.

“If I were her, I’d have invited you to my cabin; you have such a nice thick cock. How could she pass that up?” Sue gave him a few strokes, unable to resist.

They strolled aimlessly along the path, enjoying the warmth of the sun, not really knowing where they were headed; subconsciously, Sue was walking toward the shower block. Suddenly John remembered they were originally looking for Jason before being derailed by Brad and Sue when he spotted him through the window of cabin C7 as they approached.

“It's Jason… What's he doing in there?” John sounded happy but confused.

“Jason, who’s that? ” Sue peered in through the window rudely.

“He’s our neighbour’s son; they came with us on holiday. We were looking for him when we knocked on your door.” Sue had a moment of realisation, understanding how John and Nancy came to knock at their cabin door.

“WOW! That’s a big cock.” Sue knocked on the open window frame. “John’s here.”

Three heads turned toward the window to see Sue and John peering in at them with a big smile on their faces.

“Hey John… Where’s Nancy? ” Jason wondering who Sue was.

“She’s with Brad, so we’re exploring. What are you guys up to?” Sue’s eyes stayed fixed on Jason’s erection as he sat talking with Eva and Celina.

“Would you like to come in for a glass of wine?” Eva suggested.

“Don’t mind if we do.” Sue grasped hold of John’s erection and led him to the cabin door.

His eyes rolled when he caught sight of the number.

Yes ofcource, I get it now; the C7 looked like a C1, DOOH!

End of part 4

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