You may have read my story of when Tatty relieved me of my virginity all those years ago. As described in that story I never shagged Tatty again, but shortly afterwards I met up with my first real boyfriend. We spent a year together and had a pretty active sex life, discovering various positions and sexual likes and dislikes, but that relationship ended after a year.

This story happened nearly a year after I finished with that boyfriend and in that time I didn't have any sex. But I did get a new job and met a girl who turned out to be a good friend for many years.

I am now nearly 22 and working in a shop in Newcastle, where I met Jan, she was a similar age to me but certainly a lot more forwards in finding sexual partners. You can see what I looked like from my profile pictures, but let me describe Jan, she was the same height as me at 5ft 5in, but carried a bit more weight, a lot of it concentrated in her tits which were 36Ds compared to my 34Bs, dark hair and very tactile with people, pretty but not beautiful.

The shop we work in had about 12 employees and one morning while having a morning cuppa together in the back of the shop Jan and I are moaning about not being able to afford a proper holiday.

Pete, one of the lads who also worked in the shop overheard our conversation and asked us both if we'd ever been to a music festival.

"Well, I haven't," said Jan.

"Nor me" I added.

"I'm going to Monsters of Rock in a few weeks time and I'm pretty sure there are still tickets left. My VW camper has three seats so we could all go together." Pete offered.

"And where would we all be sleeping?" Was my immediate question.

"Ah well, the van is not fully done out, so I only have a mattress in the back, but it does have a small cooker so we can have hot water, plus there are loads of food stalls at the festival." Pete replied.

"Mmmm, don't think I'd be sharing a mattress thanks, but I can borrow a tent and sleeping bags, so if me and Jan shared the tent I'd do it, assuming we can all get the time off. What about it Jan?" I asked.

"Yeah, it could be a laugh, ages since I was last camping, but never having been to a festival and being quite skint it may be the perfect answer."

So a few weeks later myself, Jan and Pete set off down the motorway in a VW camper loaded down with a tent, sleeping bags, beer, food, clothes and whatever else we could shoehorn in. Pete muttering away about the amount of stuff two lasses seemed to need for three nights away.

The drive down was uneventful and we learned a little more about Pete, for although we worked together he always seemed a bit quiet and reserved. Now we found out that he was 26 years old, divorced and his main hobby was music. Not a bad looking chap, maybe 5ft 11in tall and carrying a few extra pounds, possibly because he might be living on takeaway food and beer.

He'd fitted a cassette player in the VW and we sang along to some of the bands we were going to see that weekend, Meatloaf being my favourite, although Jan had to keep shouting that I was looking for a big portion of meat that weekend! Pete did give a couple of sideways glances at that. I don't know if Jan fancied him, but he wasn't really someone I would go for, especially as we worked together.

Eventually we arrived at the festival and were told where to go to camp up. Myself and Jan eventually managed to put up the tent next to the VW, with Pete looking on and offering less than helpful advice. We got the sleeping bags and the rest of our stuff out of the VW, put them inside the tent then opened a couple of cans of beer to celebrate.

"So Pete, you are the seasoned festival goer, what should we do first?" Jan wanted to know.

"First and most importantly, find out the location of the nearest portaloos! Then we'll have a look around the stalls and vendors, see what's where."

Which is exactly what we did. We bought some food, had some more beer then went to watch the first of the evening's bands.

Staggering back to the tent at the end of the evening, with Pete in between of us two women, our arms all intertwined around each other. I am not sure if it was the uneven ground and the beer, but somehow Pete's hand seemed to be brushing the underside of my tit quite a lot. It wasn't doing much for me, but I wasn't going to say anything to spoil our happy mood.

As we arrived back at the VW Pete said "I have a bottle of vodka and some mixers if you both would like a bit more to drink?"

Jan glanced at me and raised a rather drunken eyebrow in question; I shrugged as if to say "you choose".

"No thanks Pete, I think we are too tired from the travelling and watching the shows tonight, but possibly tomorrow." Jan said.

"Ok, no worries, but if anything through the night scares you or you need anything at all don't be afraid to wake me up."

Saying our goodnights Jan and I go into our tent.

"Thank goodness it's a warm night, I hate to be cold, in fact I might be too warm in this sleeping bag," mutters Jan as she starts stripping off. "Oh that's much better, such a relief to get rid of the bra, eh Shel?"

"Well, maybe more of a relief for you with your lovely big ones, but as you may have noticed I usually go bra-less" I say as I watch hers swinging around as she wriggles into her sleeping bag while I strip my T shirt and jeans off. "By the way, did Pete try to have a crafty feel of your tits on the way back? He had a sneaky feel of mine."

"Yes, he did, in fact it felt pretty good. I wonder if he is expecting some form of payback for bringing us here?"

"Nah, I'm sure it's not that, he just had the chance to feel some tit and took it."

"Goodnight then"

"Goodnight Jan". As I drifted off to sleep I could hear the sounds of other festival goers all around us, some singing, some just talking and few making all the sounds of being shagged big style. They obviously don't know, or don't care, that tents don't muffle any sounds.

Waking up next morning it was hard at first to realize where I am, but looking at my watch I see it is well after nine. Glancing at Jan I see that she must have been really warm through the night as she had completely unzipped and opened her sleeping bag. She is lying on her side with only her knickers on and her tits fully on show. It's really odd, but I'd love to have a little feel of them, I've never touched or been attracted to other women, but somehow, right now.................

Just then I hear Pete softly speaking outside the tent. "Jan, Shel, I've made some tea, would you like a cuppa?"

Tea? Just what I need. "Yes please Pete, hang on a second." I quickly put my T shirt back on and unzipped the tent door. As I opened it I realized Pete had a clear view of Jan in all her topless glory.

"Giz the tea then, pervert," I said jokingly.

He quickly averted his eyes but instead focused on me in a T shirt which didn't quite cover my knickers.

"Wow, fantastic legs Shel!"

"Thanks Pete, pass the other cup and I'll take it into the tent for Jan." I should have realized that as I crawled back into the tent that Pete not only had another free viewing of Jan, but also an up close and personal observation of my bum hardly covered by my rather skimpy panties.

By the time we'd sorted all our human needs it was past lunchtime with the first bands due to play early afternoon.

So just like yesterday we go and watch the bands, checkout the stalls selling festival stuff and buy beer and food. If there wasn't a band we liked playing we'd find somewhere quiet and sit down and chat.

Day turned into evening and while we'd all had a decent amount to drink Pete and Jan seemed a lot more drunk than me. They decided that as Pete had a half bottle of vodka in his van he'd get it and smuggle it back into the arena area. Within half an hour Pete was back grinning from ear to ear. "No bother at all, the security was busy trying to control a hen party from Liverpool, looked like it was all about to kick off, so I just slipped in behind one of them. No bouncer is going to argue with that lot!"

I declined any of the vodka so Jan and Pete split it between them with a coke mixer.

After watching the last band we head to the exit. It's obvious that Pete and Jan are quite drunk.

In a slurred voice Pete asks to be between the two of us again, I can guess that he wants to have another feel of our breasts on the way back.

This time he is not so restrained, he has a hand fully on my braless left tit and the other holding Jan's bra covered right tit. He is having a good squeeze and feel and to be honest it's quite pleasant. Unfortunately Jan starts staggering a bit and we have to put her in the middle of us to prevent her falling over.

Pete now has his left hand on her bum, to help her along or so he says. But now I realize that I can reach her left tit, if only I dare. Just then Jan staggers a bit more and I reach around the front of her body to steady her. My hand somehow seems to land on her left boob.

Neither Jan or Pete appear to notice, so I flex my fingers and squeeze gently, savoring the feel, testing the weight and the slight bump of her nipple through her bra. Oh wow, I'm enjoying this, so naughty in public and actually turning me on.

Just then we reach a bank of portaloos. "I need a piss," announces Pete, so while he visits one of the cholera cabinets I support Jan, who is swaying gently and telling me how much she cares for me in a drunken sloppy voice.

As Pete comes out I tell Jan that she should use the portaloo as well. She is on her own as the portaloos are quite small. Pete seems to have sobered up slightly so we chat for a few minutes till Jan just about falls out of the portaloo. We grab her arms and I tell her to stand with Pete while I go in.

When I exit the portaloo, Pete and Jan are locked in a kiss. Mmmmm, what do I do now? They are really going at it, but Jan might well regret it in the morning if she shags him tonight.

"Come on you two, let's get back to the tent."

Pete seemed to be reluctant to let her go, but Jan started moving under her own steam. We caught hold of her just in case and made it back to the VW and the tent within a few minutes. Poor Pete didn't know what to do, he thought he might be shagging Jan tonight, but he obviously could see she was just about asleep.

So I solved the problem, "See you in the morning Pete, I'll get Jan into bed where she can sleep it off." Then more or less push her into our tent.

Poor Jan was just about asleep, kneeling up trying to get her clothes off, but having no success. So I knelt in front of her to help.

"Right Jan, let's get you sorted for bed." With that I took hold of the bottom of her T shirt and raised it over her head and off. I took a moment to look at her tits encased in a thin sheer bra, I just had to move my hands forwards a couple of inches to hold them, but I resisted, instead I reached behind her to unclip the bra. As I reached forward my body naturally made contact with hers and a thrill ran through me as my tits made contact with hers, albeit with a bra and T shirt between us.

Jan's head was nodding, was it because she was falling asleep or was she nodding accent? I need to feel flesh to flesh contact, so I lean back and peel off my T shirt, then again reach behind Jan, this time I do unclip her bra and pull the straps clear of her shoulders. The bra falls down between us, but I lean forwards again to feel my bare breasts rubbing against hers. Her nipples have enlarged as the cooler air hits them and this sends an extra thrill to my nerve endings. I start to feel sexually aroused and sense my fanny responding by juicing up.

Before I can go any further Jan starts to stir, "What's happening Shel?"

"Just getting your bra off pet, the clips were stuck, got it now, lie back, lift your bum and I'll help you get your jeans off."

"You are such a good friend Shel, you always look after me."

"That's what friends are for, now settle into your bed and see you in the morning."

The light shining brightly through the tent fabric wakes me up. I glance across to Jan and she is in the same position I left her in last night, but the rise and fall of her tits tells me she is still alive. The memories of last night come flooding back to me, I can't believe that I was really rubbing my tits against hers. Oh Lord, what if she remembers and is mad at me?

I bet she'll feel rough when she wakes up, best get some aspirin and water organized. Crawling out of the tent I'm surprised that Pete isn't brewing some morning tea, so I gently knock on the sliding door and wait. A few minutes later the door slides open and his sleepy face peers out.

"Ohhhh, what's wrong?" are his first words.

"Nothing, just wondered if you have some aspirin to give Jan when she eventually rejoins the world of the living."

"Yeah, I had a couple earlier, hang on." Pete presses a box of tablets into my hand. "Shel, what happened last night? I sort of remember us coming back late on, but it's all a bit blurred and hazy."

"You and Jan were hammered, me not so much. You copped a few feels of us, but all in fun, no harm done. Jan was totally wrecked so I put her to bed."

"Ah yes, sorry for the groping, but you both have really fine boobs and a few drinks makes me a bit uninhibited. Tell you what, I'll get the brew going, you see to Jan."

Crawling back into the tent with the tablets, I open a fresh bottle of water and prepare to wake Jan up. I am soooo tempted to reach over and caress her nipples and boobs, but I'd have no excuse if she woke up to me groping her. But then I have an idea. Taking hold of a soft make-up brush I lightly tickle her nearest nipple with it, within a few seconds the nipple is going hard and enlarging. Wow, some reaction!

Jan starts stirring in her sleep and makes a mumbling sound, so I switch the brush to the other nipple, same effect. Wonderful, I would love to reach out to squeeze and tug at her nipples, but it's still too risky, I can see that she is coming awake now, so I sit back and put the brush behind my back.

"UUgggg, what time is it? Where am I? Oh my head!"

"Here, have a drink then take these tablets." Passing the water bottle Jan drains most of it then has a couple of the tablets.

"Wish I hadn't woken up just then I was having such a good dream, I won't tell you what was happening but it felt great! I'll just have another lie down so the tablets will work then get sorted."

"Shel, tea," announced Pete's voice from outside, so I left her to it.

"How is she?"

"She'll live, but I did disturb a good dream for her apparently."

"Did she mention the groping?"

"No, but I don't think she was fully in the land of the living, she'll be out shortly, so put another brew on."

Just as we finished our mugs of tea Jan crawled delicately out of the tent and unsteadily stood upright. "It must have been a great night as I feel so rough, I didn't do anything silly did I?"

"No, no," Pete and me chorused., looking at each other.

"Great, well pass me my drink!"

We sent Pete off to get some bacon sandwiches and while he is away Jan and I had a bit of a talk. "Do you remember any of late last night Jan?"

"Only odds and ends, I'm pretty sure Pete had another good fumble of my tits and I think he even got his hands all over my bum."

"Yep, he had a good feel around my tits also, but when we had to help you along his hands were all over your backside. Do you remember snogging him outside the portaloos?"

"Oh no, I didn't, did I? I mean I've done a couple of lads in nightclub toilets but certainly wouldn't do it in a portaloo! What happened then?"

"No, you didn't try to have him on the portaloo thankfully. Ugg the state of them! Anyway, once we got back to the VW I think Pete was hopeful of you joining him in there, but you were dead on your feet so I took you into the tent and put you to bed. Just out of interest though, might you have shagged him?"

"Thanks for that Shel. Would I have shagged him? Hmmm, well I wasn't really in a fit state, but he's not that bad looking and with all the attention my tits have been getting it's making me kind of randy, so lets say if the situation had been different, I might have! Anyway, it's our last day how about ditching the jeans and putting a short skirt on, it's warm enough?"

Just then Pete arrives back with the bacon sandwiches and all talk stops until they are lovingly consumed.

"Some guy at the food wagon was saying that the weather forecast is hot for the rest of the day, but there is a chance of thunderstorms early this evening," comments Pete.

"We were just talking about putting short skirts on, I have a good denim one and maybe I'll tie a shirt up under my tits. What about you Jan?" I ask.

"I'm thinking of my tartan skirt, do you think I should go bra-less under a tight T shirt? Sometimes I like the feeling of them swinging free."

I ponder her question, "Yes, do it, just don't go running anywhere or jumping too vigorously to the music or else you might get two black eyes. What do you think Pete, does our choice of clothing meet with your approval?"

"Hell aye! But I'll be able to give a more detailed appraisal when I see the kit on you both."

So after sorting out all the cups and stuff Jan and I go into the tent to get changed and put a little make-up on, we are going to vamp it up on the last day. Even making sure we had our best lacey knickers on.

"Shel, have you seen my make-up brush, can't seem to find it. Oh hang on I've just spotted it under your sleeping bag. I wonder how it got there?"

"No Idea pet. Do you want a hand with getting your T shirt on? It looks a bit tight."

That distracted Jan just enough to make her forget about the brush and she sits down on the floor of the tent, raises her arms up and pushes them into the T shirt arm holes. I reach out and grab both side of the shirt and guide it down over her head and down her body. The backs of my hands "accidently" rub over the sides of her tits as I do so. "Oh sorry," I say.

"No problem Shel, my pleasure."

So fully dressed in our finery with knee length boots on we step out of the tent to let Pete have first views.

"Wow, you both look fabulous, give me a twirl! Fantastic! All the guys will be dead jealous thinking I'm with you two and wondering................................"

"Wondering what?" I ask oh so innocently.

"Well, you know, if I'm in the same tent as you both."

"We could have a big tent with separate bedrooms, what's wrong with that?" It's funny how reticent some men can be when they don't know how to spell out sexual stuff. "Should we have had Pete in our tent Jan?"

"Might have been interesting Shel, but maybe he prefers the space of his van or perhaps he's heard you snoring!"

"I do not snore, cheeky cow! Anyway, you've been so out of it the last couple of nights I might have had a guy in each night to shag me rotten."

"No you haven't! Because maybe I have not been so unconscious as you seem to think."

Oops, is she suggesting she knows about me rubbing our tits together?

"Girls, girls, what I meant was other men might assume that we were having sex together and be really jealous, because obviously two girls and the one man is every guys dream."

"So do you think you could handle us both? Bet you couldn't!" Laughed Jan.

"I not taking this conversation any further on the basis that I have no chance of winning, let's go see some bands!" And with that Pete stood up, took hold of a hand from each of us and we set off to the arena.

The day was extremely hot and with no sign of any thunder storms, we made the most of dancing to great bands and singing along with the songs that we knew. Myself and Jan got loads of admiring glances from guys, perhaps they were more fixated with the way Jan's chest was bouncing in time to the music when she danced, but whatever. Pete was in his element, being bold when dancing with either of us holding us tight from behind. I'm sure I felt him lift the back of my skirt when we were in a crowd and press his cock against my knickers. Hope it was still inside his jeans!

To be fair to Pete we had been teasing him all afternoon, if we sat down on the grass with him opposite us between bands, we were less than careful to keep our legs closed and with the shortness of our skirts he'd have had a fine view all the way to the top.

As it was getting close to 6pm and there was a lull in the bands we decide to buy a snack and take it into the beer tent to have with another drink.

"I'm not liking the black clouds which are heading this way," remarks Pete as he peers out the door of the tent.

"Perhaps they will pass over," I say, ever the optimist.

My optimism was totally misplaced as ten minutes later there was a huge clap of thunder and the monsoon started. People rushed into the beer tent and before long it was full of dripping wet bodies. "I'm glad we were in here when it started," said Jan. "Me too, I wasn't planning on a miss wet T shirt competition," I answered.

I see Pete opening his mouth and cut him off, "I can assume you would have enjoyed that?"

A big smile passed over his face as he nodded vigorously.

"Look the rain's stopping." Someone shouted, and sure enough the deluge ceased as the clouds went rumbling northwards.

"Listen girls, I think we should head back to the tent and make sure that the rain didn't cause any damage, it was pretty severe."

Wise words from Pete so we made our way back, our boots making sure we didn't get wet feet.

"OH NO! Shel the sleeping bags are soaked through, the tent can't have been waterproof. What are we going to do?"

"What else is wet Jan, what about our clothes and stuff?"

"Thankfully dry, they were at the back of the tent. But I don't know what we'll do to sleep!"

"More black clouds heading this way. Look, grab your dry stuff and put it in front of the seats in the VW. Stuff the sleeping bags into the dry bit of the tent. In the morning we'll recover the sleeping bags, but the tent is a write off, we'll just bin it. Best we can do for now is sit out the next storm in the van, I'm not sure, but I think the rest of the bands will be cancelled due to the weather. I'd also suggest that if you need the portaloos go now before the heavens open, that's what I'm doing.

Wow, Pete has taken charge and he is talking a lot of sense. So that's what we do.

Unfortunately, the storm clouds decided to rain on our parade just as we were half way back to the VW from the portaloos. So we do get a little wet! It really started hammering down as we got the van door shut and we just looked at each other and burst out laughing. Thankful at being in the dry as the rain hammered loudly on the roof of the VW.

"Wet T shirt contest" Jan shouted, sticking her chest out.

"Yeah, you win," I can't compete with Jan in the tits dept. "Come on Pete, get you secret stash of vodka and coke out."

"OK, ok, but I think that it's a drink in exchange for taking your wet tops off, how about that? No one can see in because the windows are totally steamed up. Come on, you have been teasing me all day."

Hmm, Pete is in a bargaining mood. "Fair enough, but you take your T shirt off as well." I think I know where this might be leading and I don't want him to think I'm getting stripped while he stays clothed."

Very quickly Pete has his top off and is pouring the vodka and cokes into glasses, while me and Jan look at each other, shrug and get rid of our tops and just to be more comfortable remove our boots and throw them into the front of the van.

Jan is sitting next to Pete on the mattress, both with their backs to the van wall, while I am in the same position but opposite them. Jan's nipples have fully engorged, they really are quite large compared to mine, and I would love to have one in my mouth right now. I don't know where this longing has come from but right now it's all consuming. I want to suck her nipples! How to make it happen is beyond me right now. My own nipples are sticking out, but not so much compared to Jan's, even though I feel randy as hell.

"Hey girls, would it bother you if I smoked a bit of weed? I've been saving it since we got here and now is as good a time as any."

"Help yourself," was the reply from both of us.

Pete lit up his joint and offered it first to me, which I refused, then to Jan who just took a little drag. We are not unfamiliar with cannabis, but I've never really used it, I don't think Jan has either, so maybe she's just having another go to be sociable.

"I'd be happy with another vodka top up though please." Said Jan.

"How about another trade, girls? A top up in exchange for your skirts? After all, I've seen your knickers often enough today."

Quick as a flash Jan responds with, "That's true, but how about the trade includes you taking your pants off?"

"Ah, well, I've got nothing on underneath, so maybe not a fair trade?"

"That's the deal Pete, take it or leave it."

It would seem that the need to get our skirts off was greater than Pete's modesty, or fake modesty, about what he has under his pants. Because he shrugged and started loosening them off as Jan and I unfastened and removed our skirts. Within a minute he was naked and leaning back against the van wall.

"Cor, bloody hell, that's impressive, what do you say Shel?" Jan is staring down at a cock which while not fully hard is much larger than any I have so far encountered.

I am lost for words so make no sound, I just watch mesmerized as it hardens up some more, "Oh, um, wow! That would never fit into my tight little hole. You've had more than me Jan, have you ever handled one that size?"

"Not quite that big but close to the same size. Luckily he knew to take it easy with me. I remember your ex boyfriend telling a few people how tight your fanny was."

"Ok, well he shouldn't have done that, but it is the truth. How did your wife manage with your cock Pete?" The vodka and the cannabis smoke floating around inside the van had combined to make me less inhibited and ready to ask straight forward questions, I'm feeling relaxed and randy all at the same time.

"To be honest, at first she couldn't get enough sex, loved the size of my cock, but after two years or so she was making excuses not to have sex, which made me really frustrated. Old, old story, I found out she was shagging her boss at work, so we parted, that was about nine months before you two came to the firm. I lost a lot of confidence and self esteem, I didn't have much success with women as I had lots of trust issues. This weekend has been great for me, being with you two as friends and no pressure on me at all."

"Ah, that's a sad tale, but we've had great fun as well with you Pete. So tell me, what have you missed most about not getting sex?" Jan was also asking direct questions.

"That's an easy question! Obviously I like the usually things, blow jobs, licking fanny, sucking tits. But most of all it's the feeling of filling a cunt with my cock. I like to ease the tip in, then stop, I want to feel the fanny lips gripping me around the ridge of my cock end. With me being a bit bigger than normal I guess the stretch on the lips makes it feel tighter. Then slowwwwly ease it all the way in until I feel the base of my cock tight up to the hot wet outer lips. The tip of my cock usually is just hitting her cervix at that point. What do you like best Jan?"

"As long as the guy knows what he is doing and doesn't come too quickly I'll be satisfied. My nipples are really sensitive so nipping and tugging them is good, sucking on them is better. I can very nearly cum from that alone, but I usually need my clit played with and my fanny filled to get there, but when I do cum, I cum really hard and really wet! Your turn Shel."

"I know I am the most sexually inexperienced in this camper van only ever having had two cocks, I had one lad who took my virginity, then a serious boyfriend who I had sex with for about a year. But to be perfectly honest, that sex was mostly fumbling and inexperience, certainly nothing which gave me the screaming orgasms that Jan describes, in fact I only got what I would call soft orgasms all the time I was with him. One thing I did find odd with him, he had really sensitive nipples, if I just played with them it got him so aroused it was unbelievable, so I know what Jan means. My nipples are really not that sensitive at all. My cunt is quite small and very tight, I'd be scared to try and take a cock of the size that Pete has, I think it would split me."

"Oh you poor thing Shel, it doesn't sound like you've enjoyed sex very much up to now," said Jan with a sympathetic look on her face.

I could see that Jan was certainly interested in Pete now. She took a swig of her vodka and coke then reached over and grasped Pete's cock, giving him a gentle wank. His cock became even harder, stretching at least a further inch.

"How big is it Pete, have you ever measured it?" I asked.

"Eight and a half inches".

"And thick," added Jan, "I can't close my hand around it."

Knowing that he is not going to be rebuffed Pete reaches over and starts fondling Jan's nearest nipple, bring it back to life and engorging to its full size. Why can't it be me playing with it?

A minute later he has knelt in front of her and has taken the other nipple in his mouth. Silently I scream "That's what I want to do!"

Holding his head in place, Jan starts moaning in pleasure. "Yes Pete yes, I love my nipples sucked and played with, don't stop, please don't stop.

My fanny is streaming from watching the action less than three feet from me, not only am I seeing Jan playing with Pete's cock, but I'm watching her in ecstasy from nipple play. How far are they going to go? Do they even care that I'd be here watching them?

"Lie down Jan, and move up the van a bit." Pete helps Jan lie back then takes a nipple back into his mouth as he slips his hand into her knickers.

I can hear the wet squelching noise as his fingers enter her hole, Jan's back arches and her moans get louder. Watching his fingers move under the material I am able to make out when he starts playing with her clit. The effect is instantaneous!

"FFFFFuuuucccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!" Shouts Jan and the crotch of her knickers are suddenly soaking wet, dripping wet, flooded. "I'm coming, coming coming. Fuck me, fuck me now Pete!"

Dropping her nipple from his mouth Pete reaches down with both hands and pulls her knickers forcefully down her legs and off, throwing them aside. He then spreads her legs and climbs between them, shuffling up the bed till he can place the tip of his cock against her hole.

I watch him slowly enter her, amazed at how far her fanny lips seem to stretch around him. Just the tip of his cock is in her, then he stops and a look of intense pleasure crosses his face. Jan seems to be squirming a bit, perhaps getting used to his size. It's lucky that she produced so much lubricant!

"Push it in, don't tease me you twat!"

"I'm not teasing you, this is my pleasure right now, you'll get filled completely soon."

But taking heed of her urging Pete does push forwards, slowly, ever so slowly.

Trying to hurry the entry Jan raises her legs either side of him, using her hands to pull her knees back.

"Fucking hell Pete, I've never been so full, keep going, it amazing! Ahhggg, how much have you got left, I think you've bottomed out"

"Just another inch Jan, you can take it, nearly there, nearly there, YES, it's all in!"

Jan is puffing and panting and trying to ease away from Pete slightly, obviously even Jan is struggling to take it all. I can see that Pete is still pressing into her, their pubic hair matted and soaking where cock meets fanny.

"Come on Pete, shag me, give me some movement and don't forget my nipples."

I can't begin to imagine what Jan is feeling with that monster cock ravaging her insides, but once Pete starts a rhythmic, gentle in and out motion, not slamming into her, but using his length and girth for her enjoyment, it all seems to come together for her.

"Ohhhh, mmmm, ahhhhh, ahhhhh. Nipples, pull a nipple Pete, I'm cummingggggggggg."

The first massive convulsion shakes her body as Pete roughly pulls on a nipple, followed by several other spasms in quick succession.

After a little while Jan wants a respite. "Stop, stop Pete, I can't take any more, lets have a rest and a drink."

It seems to me that when Pete pulled his cock out of her hole there was an audible plop, I certainly saw a good flow of Jan's fanny juice follow the cock out. His cock was still solid, obviously he hadn't cum.

"How do you feel pet?" I asked her.

Jan came over and knelt between my legs facing me. "Shel, it was an amazing experience and in a minute I'm going to ask him to do me again, I want to feel that cock again. No damage done, apart from one slightly sore nipple."

"Ahh, do you want me to rub it better?" I ask in a jokey voice.

"You know what? Having you watching me getting shagged made it so much more intense, I know you are a bit fascinated by my tits so yes, please do." She replies in a soft, amorous voice.

Looking deep into her eyes, I reach out my hand and very tenderly hold her pained breast, avoiding for now her nipple. I am aware of Pete watching my hand as closely as I had watched his cock a while ago. This is more than I could have wished for, finally holding and caressing Jan's boob while having the added thrill of being watched. Very tenderly I squeeze and weigh her tit, marveling at how soft and pliable it is compared to mine. Carefully I cup her nipple and soothe it with my palm before using my finger tips to stroke the nipple end. I don't want to squeeze the nipple if it has been hurt.

After a few minutes it would seem that my ministrations have prepared Jan for more penetration as she asks Pete to see to her again, but this time she wants it doggy style. Very brave, that will certainly test the capacity of her fanny to the limits.

"Great idea, I love that position and I will be very gentle with you."

As Jan assumes the position and Pete gets up close behind her he surprises me by asking if I want to put his cock into her.

"Yes please," I say, "as long as Jan is ok with that?"

"Absolutely, and then Shel get on your back under me and suck my other nipple. If this is a threesome I am making the most of it!"

It's dream come true time for me! Shuffling up beside the pair I reach out and take hold of the solid lump of man flesh and pulling slightly on it locate the entrance to Jan's hole. I rub his cock end around her fanny lips letting his pre-cum coat every part of her labia, she'll thank me for it soon.

"Lean forwards Pete, there it's slipping in nicely," holding his cock firmly about two inches from the head I let my hand stop the forward motion by meeting her hot, wet outer lips. To give both of them a bit more of a thrill I start wanking his cock into her so she gets movement within the most sensitive part of her fanny and Pete is feeling her cunt gripping his cock end while I am giving his shaft loads of sensation.

I'm rewarded by moans and groans of appreciation from the joined pair. Letting go of that outrageously large cock I give Pete a firm slap on his bum and shout "Ride her cowboy!" He slides in right up to the hilt a lot faster than the first penetration.

"Shel, get under me and suck my nipple, hurry, hurry, he's in so deep!"

This is getting better and better, finally I will be sucking on her tit. Turning around I get on my back and slip under her shaking body to attach my mouth onto her big, fat nipple.

Oh wow, it's fantastic, sucking it in, licking it, kissing it, blowing air on it. Everything I can think of that has been done to my nipples and everything I've wanted to have done to my nipples I am practicing on her.

It's not easy keeping Jan's wonderful nipple in my mouth, she is being moved back and forwards by the power of Pete thrusting deep into her then pulling back. Reaching out I get hold of Pete's ball sack, it's soaking wet with the fluid coming out of Jan's cunt. Applying a soft grip to his balls I slow down his movements and no longer worry about losing suction on the nipple.

"What's wrong Pete? Why have you pulled out of me? I was on the edge." Jan wails in an aggrieved tone.

"Sorry Jan, I was nearly coming! And I must have Shel, I have got to get inside her tight cunt before I cum. If this is a threesome then she needs cock and spunk and I need to provide it"

WHAT? Is he really thinking he can just shag me, more or less rape me? What shall I do?

"Shel, finger me, get your fingers in me deep, I need to come!" Jan is almost howling in anguish.

What do I do? I'm loving sucking on her nipple and I don't want to stop. Yes, fuck it, fingers in her hole is OK. So I reach out with my hand and stick three fingers easily into her wet and gaped entrance.

At the same time I feel Pete taking hold of my knickers and starting to pull them down my legs. I am truly scared of the size of his cock so am not giving him any help to strip me. But equally I am not going to shout rape and spoil the fun for us all.

Hopefully Jan will come before he can penetrate me then I'll make an excuse to stop, but right now I have to concentrate on her.

Thrusting my fingers in and out of Jan, I decide to help her along and use my thumb to tickle her clit.

"Yes, yes keep doing me like that, it feels fucking great, harder Shel harder, I'm nearly there."

Pete is making progress also, he has managed to pull my knickers down and off, now kneeling at my feet with his hands between my lower legs trying to force them apart. Try as I might to keep them closed he manages to force them away from each other. Considering the circumstances it's extraordinary but I am pleased that I gave my pubes a trim before we came away.

"Nearly there Shel, suck my tits, finger me deeeeepppppp!"

Oh fuck, Pete has parted my legs fully and climbed between them and is now on top of me searching with his cock end for my entrance! Come on Jan, hurry up, he's close to being in me! Frantically I redouble my efforts, ramming my hand in and out of her fanny while pressing hard on her clit.

"FFFFFFFFuuuuuccccccKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK," with a shriek Jan is convulsing, shaking and moaning, my hand is suddenly covered in her fluids, so much that it's running down my arm, maybe this is a squirt that I've heard some women can do.

Then suddenly I feel the tip the cock touching my fanny lips then my fanny stretching wide, impossibly wide and something huge is pushing into me. Pete is in me. Just the tip for now, he has stopped to enjoy the tightness of my over streched little fanny, thankfully I am fully lubricated due to the eroticism of the evening.

I forget to keep playing with Jan in the rush of the pleasure, or is it pain? I'm not sure, but it's still there and now he is pushing further into me.

Jan has moved to lie beside me and holds my head in her arms, "shh Shel, just enjoy it, let yourself relax, it'll soon be fully in then the worst will be over."

The worst will be over? Losing my virginity was easier than taking this monstrous prick! He must be nearly all in by now. I am out of breath with gasping as I feel it go deeper.

"Hold tight to me Shel, he is half way in."

Half way? I don't know if I can take any more. Suddenly Jan kisses me and Pete gives a quick thrust.

"OOOOOHHHHHHHHh, fuck, fuck, fuck I'm cumming, cumming, cumming, cumming." Now it's me shaking and trembling with the intensity of my orgasm, Jan reaches out and starts caressing one of my tits and I shake again.

Slowly Pete's cock advances into me, it's deeper than any cock has ever been and I can feel the walls of my vagina yielding wider as he pushes forwards.

He suddenly stops, holds himself above me and with a wild look on his face thrusts in and out wildly. I feel an indescribable pleasure rip through me then a torrent of hot spunk spurting into my abused cunt and that immediately starts me on another orgasm!

"OOOOOOOOOOOOO, Jan, Pete, what happened to me?" I ask as I open my eyes, "did I pass out?"

"Yes, you have been out of it for a about a minute, we only knew you were still alive because you'd twitch every now and then. Did you enjoy that?" Jan said laughingly.

"Yes, it was all wonderful, but my fanny does feel very wide and open and just a little sore. I hope it recovers to normal tightness. I don't remember ever feeling this wet before either."

"Sorry, that's probably down to me, I have just unloaded several months worth of spunk into you, I do hope you are on the pill, but I couldn't help it, your fanny was just so snug and when you clamped down on me, it was incredible!" Pete is looking at me in admiration and I sense Jan being just a little put out at his praise.

"Well yes I am on the pill, so no worries that way. Pass some tissues please." After removing most of the spunk dripping from me I lean forwards and softly kiss Pete then do the same to Jan. "That was a fantastic experience, but the only reason that Pete got up me was because I was desperate to make Jan cum on my fingers. It felt like Pete was raping me until Jan came and held me, once that happened I knew it was sex as a threesome. Then when I came the second time, it was like nothing I'd ever felt before, I was literally seeing stars, that's when I must have passed out."

"Sorry Shel, I didn't think I was raping you, you'd been taking part in the threesome and didn't tell me to stop, I'm just so pleased I was able to show you what a well developed cock could do. So are you OK with us sleeping together tonight?"

"Well, we don't have any choice, but I'm sleeping in front of Jan and you can be behind her. That way, when you get randy later on she gets her fanny widened again and this time you can spunk up her. OK Jan?"

"Certainly is Shel and I promise to hold you as he is pounding into me and rub my tits onto your back. Oh and Pete, say one word about all of this back at work and you'll regret it severely!"

"I promise I won't say a word! This has probably been the best weekend of my life, a festival in the company of two gorgeous women, then a night of threesome fun. I'd be mad to spoil it."