Time moved on. By the early 80s, I was reading for a PhD and Karen for her post graduate in marketing. We lived in a small flat in rural Staffordshire. One week end, Raoul and Lisa drove up to see us. They arrived late Friday evening and everyone was a bit too tired for much to happen. We all went to bed early. Next day was a glorious summers day and after an early breakfast and a long walk, we decided on a picnic in the field by the house in which we had our flat. Raoul and I drove to the supermarket to get the supplies in whilst the girls got the irons and plates ready. They also got themselves ready so when we got back they were both in bikinis, Lisa’s a thong version and Karen’s so skimpy she might as well not have bothered. Raoul and I got into shorts and tee shirts and we all carried bits out to the field. Over the next couple of hours, we ate and drank and flirted til Lisa announced she wanted to get changed. Ok, we agreed, Raoul and I will clear up as you do so. We left Karen in the field sunning herself and finishing off the wine as we carted the used plates up to the flat. Raoul and I were in the small kitchen when Lisa called out “What do you think to this?” She was in the bedroom. We both strolled in. She was topless, her nipples hard, wearing a bikini bottom. She looked at us, then frowned. “I don’t know,” she said, pulling her pants down. “is this better?” She tried on a different bikini. Then another. Then she pulled that off and turned to us, naked. I couldn’t stop staring at the dark triangle of hair between her legs. “Which do you prefer?” She asked. I pulled her to me and she slipped onto my knee, giggling. I put by hand between her legs and found her wet and warm. She reached down and squeezed my aching cock through my shorts. “Like this,” I told her, grabbing her breast with my free hand. She leaned back against me and groaned. Raoul stepped over, stripping as he did. His prick stood proud of his stomach and Lisa reached out to fondle it. “Suck me,” he begged. She did, taking him between her dark, full lips and moving back and forth as he held her curly hair, moaning with pleasure. My fingers were deep inside her, bent back to find her special place. She had pushed her own hand down my shorts and was pulling me, urgently. “Let’s get on the bed,” Raoul said. Now all naked, we lay together. Lisa now sucked me as Raoul licked at her. On a whim, I grabbed his cock and pulled on it then leaned forward to suck. I felt him swell in my mouth as I licked the head, aroused both by his reaction and my first ever experience with a man. As Lisa sucked and licked at me, I did the same for him, running my tongue down his cock to lick at his balls, feeling him tense and hearing him grunt with lust as I did so. Then I heard Lisa say “I want you both to fuck me.” I assumed, as did Raoul, that she meant one after the other. She clarified. “At the same time.” Again we assumed: spit roast. She shook her head. “I want one in my pussy and one up my arse,” she told us. “Now.” I pushed her onto her back and said “ok, let me get you ready” and spread her legs wide, pushing my tongue up her arse hole. She gasped, asking, “does it taste good?” Then pushed against me as Raoul crouched above her, licking her pussy. We ate at her until she begged “fuck me now, both of you,” Raoul manoeuvred himself beneath her and pushed into her willing cunt. I found some Vaseline from somewhere and smeared it on my cock and her dark, puckered anus. I squatted over her, holding my lubed cock against her hole and slowly pressed forward. “Fuck, yes,” she groaned, as my bell end spread her sphincter. “Put it all in me,” she moaned. I pushed forward and she back at me and I was balls deep in her bum.”Fuck me,” she begged, “fuck me both of you.” I had my hands on her shoulders and Raoul his on her hips. I could feel his hard cock in her pussy, separated from mine in her arse by the smallest of membranes, as we both thrust in and out of her. It lasted minutes. “You’re gonna make me cum,” she grunted, over and over, before gasping “Oh fuck I’m cumming, I’m cumming” as we both rammed into her. I heard Raoul cry “Jesus...” and felt him swell against me as my own orgasm overwhelmed me and my spunk exploded into Lisa’s arse. I spurted over and over in the tight grip of her anus, she writhing against us both, til we fell in a heap on the bed. Moments later, Karen opened the door and walked in. She raised her eyebrows, smiled and asked, “when is it my turn?”