Vacation with Kelly By Grren
I am not sure how I got myself into this but I did. The first thing I did "wrong" was to start having an affair with Kelly before Donna and I had even begun to cool off. Given that, I could not openly pursue her and when going on a business trip to Jamaica (yes, the sales business sure can be rough. ha!) I used a frequent flyer pass to take Kelly with me. At 25, she was ten years younger, and looked even younger than that, like a sophomore in college. She had a very fresh look. Her to the shoulder length, straight brown hair went wonderfully with her deep green eyes. She was a little petite though, at 5'5" she only wore a size three. But I must admit that though small, her breasts had a perfectly round shape to them and her pale pink nipples turned out to be an extraordinary hot spot for her. Like her breasts, her overall appearance was fresh and cute and cuddly.
She was much more attractive than I normally qualify for but the fact that I was already involved probably helped. I truly did not care if she went with or not. If she did then it would be great but I would be playing with fire. I told her about the opportunity and she, being in between jobs, said yes. So, off we went.
A note to all of you thinking about affairs. Get to know them better before you take them on a trip. Kelly was fine. But, we just did not seem to click. I was able to get her in bed and I truly enjoyed it. But the conversation and all of that was missing something afterwards. Well, I had arranged to stay with her through the weekend and it was only Friday so what was I to do? Let me tell you. I decided to set up my own little dirty movie without the camera. I decided that I had had a couple of jaded fantasies that would take other people and I decided to see if I could get a couple of them to come true right in front of me. Of course, I would need Kelly to comply. I did not think that she even had a hint of "slut" in her, but maybe being away from it all would help. I do believe that going to bed with me so fast in the "relationship" had everything to do with being away. Again, though I enjoyed being her - her beauty made that a minimum - she was not very experienced in bed and quit shy about sexual matters. By the look in her eyes I sort of crossed the line when I positioned her into "doggie" style the second time we had sex. Don't get me wrong, I am not too greedy, but I realized that I was better off with Donna as far as having a girlfriend goes. Kelly was pretty and all of that, I just realized that it would not be worth giving up Donna for and decided to have as much sexual fun with her as I could until things went dry.
Anyway, so I tell her we are going out all night and she makes an appointment with the beauty shop in the hotel. Good, so I have an hour or so to "network". I hit the streets immediately and start passing out $10 bills to cab drivers for information. I tell a few what types of things I am looking for and after I am out $40, cabbie number 5 has his eyes light up. "Young white girl?", he asked. I tell him yes. He tells me he doesn't not know how to set her up with either of my first two ideas but has a guarantee on the third item. I give him another $40 for directions. He responds with help. "I do not know if you can get in there. I will drive you there and get you in for $100." Done deal. He is waiting outside our hotel at 9 pm as agreed and pretends not to know me, also as agreed. "Driver, take us to a fun restaurant. One with dancing and romance and loud, happy music. Some place that is not just for the tourist." He plays it too much with how he reacts but there is now way Kelly would pick it up. He literally scratches his chin and then his head before giving us a silly, "a ha, I may know of just the place". Oh well, we are not actors and Kelly seemed up for an adventure. She cuddled close to me as we rode in the cab at much to high a pace. Kelly was the type that if she had sex with you then you were her boyfriend. I decided to go along with that feeling for the weekend and cuddled back with her as we rode.
It was about a thirty minute trip and took us near the ocean but not in the tourist area. It was in a poor neighborhood but the place he took us too was a big house. It may have been a restaurant at one time but was definitely a house now. It was packed with people and most of them where out back at what looked like a wild party that was just getting going. The cabbie told us to wait and went in for maybe two minutes. Kelly made a couple of comments about whether we should get back to the downtown area but I assured her that we "deserve" to get the real thing tonight. Besides, I told her that the cabbie would stay as long as we did, so if she did not have the party I expected her to have we could just leave. And if she did we would still have a ride back to hotel. I told her not to worry and though it was a little pricy to have the guy wait that she was worth it, especially since she had been so patient with me being out doing by sales meetings Thursday and Friday. I spoke with assurance that I did not actually feel myself. As soon as I got out the cab I got a weird feeling. Like there was much more to the place that it appeared to be.
I paid the cabbie to wait and started to head up to the place. He immediately made a call, even as I was handing him some money. He asked me to hold a minute and rolled up the window to talk in private. He got back to me quickly and told me to hold up that he would come in with me. This made me feel a little better as for a moment I started thinking he was simply going to drive off with the extra money I had given him to reserve the ride home. I took Kelly by the hand and followed our cabbie. He told us that we can go around back, that the party he is taking us to is on the beach. Ah, I figured he was just confirming what he had been telling us. That was it, or so I presumed.
He took us past a large guy apparently guarding the entrance around the side of the house and then through a large gate that looked sturdy enough to keep a car from going through it. There was a guy by the gate, as well. Like the first guy, the second guy waived us through. The first guy had been quiet, as if too tired to be on duty. This guy was alert and too the liberty of ogling Kelly like she was lunch, or dinner, I should say. She must have noticed and felt uncomfortable as I felt her squeeze my hand tightly as she moved past him. As soon as we were past the gate we could see the beach. No one was there but I could here a party, a loud party, in the distant. The cabbie told us that the party took place in a secluded lagoon area. I realized that I had told Kelly we were going to a nice restaurant and explained to her that we were going to the area where there was a feast literally served by the ocean. The cabbie looked back over his shoulder and winked at me. I took this to mean that I had given a good explanation. We continued to follow the cabbie to the beach along a trail of bricks acting as a path. As we approached the beach the steel drums got louder. The area we were apparently headed for was around some coconut trees that marked the entrance to the lagoon area. The music got louder as we approached. I started to think that the whole thing was a bad idea. I was looking for some type of orgy, I guess, but had not really thought it through. I had presumed that it would be different and I felt like I was walking into a spider's web or something. I started to think about backing out since I just didn't like the feel of it and knew that I was not in control of the situation, and, in fact, had given up all control to strangers. One stranger a cabbie, a more to come as soon as we got to the beach and walked another 50 yards north around some trees.
As soon as we turned the corner around the trees that naturally fenced in the lagoon area something happened. I had taken too long to think about backing out and suddenly it was too late. Apparently, the cabbie had made a phone call that we were arriving and lead us right into the web. There was a giant bond fire in the middle of the clearing. The clearing was a beach area surrounded by trees that acted like a sound buffer. With the sound of the ocean the loud music, loud enough to shake my bones once I was in the clearing, was muted out of the lagoon area. There was a giant bond fire in the middle of the clearing and there had to be a dozen plus people dancing in veils and cloth loosely draped over their bodies. There were four dark men making the music with the steel drums. Two on each side of the giant fire banging away. The fire was about ten yards from the ocean shore. It was high tied. Half way between the fire and the tree line, about five yards, were two poles jutting out of the ground. They looked like they the trunks of dead young trees or pint sized telephone poles that stood about ten feet. I had no more than a few seconds to take it in when three very butch looking woman swarmed from the fire towards us. Two large guys were right behind them. As the three strong looking women swooped upon Kelly the two guys grabbed me by the arms and took me back out of the lagoon area entrance. It happened so quickly I didn't get a chance to swear at them or shout. Boom, I am just outside the entrance and flat on my back with the cabbie on one knee with his face in mine, "don't move or talk", he said seriously enough that I didn't as my mind raced to gather my wits. "Okay, wait a minute, okay, now let him up but hold on to him", he directed the two "thugs". Once I my feet I finally muttered, "what the hell is going on?" The cabbie, now looking all too serious for my liking (hey, this was supposed to be fun), told me that he was just setting up what I had asked for. I started to protest but could not put my thoughts and questions into words. Again, with all the seriousness of a heart attack, "look, I cannot believe you approached me on this, it is never this easy, where the show comes willingly to us, but it will be what you want." He continued, "the scene will be much, much more than what you said you were looking for but it will be what you said. I will tell you one time, you are going to be part of the show yourself. When the show is over, both of you will dropped off within a mile of where I picked you up. All you have to do is go with the flow, be part of the show, in a few hours you will be dropped of with a memory of a lifetime. Your little sunflower girl will be part of ritual we usually do with young native girls. I just couldn't pass up the opportunity you gave me. But, do not misunderstand this - do not try to be a hero or something. Both of you will be fine and safe in a few hours. You can trust me, but these people do not know you. Do not be a hero. Be a participant and things will end up just as I told you they would." He did not ask if I understood or had any questions. As soon as he finished his explanation he nodded at the two guys and they went to work. Within a minute my mouth was tapped shut, my clothes removed and after my hands were tapped tightly together behind my back they roughly lead me back to the lagoon area.
I scanned the area for Kelly. I could not see her but I could see the three women on the far end of the lagoon tending to something on the ground. I presumed that was her. I was brought to the tree trunk nearest me and literally shackled to it. My feet were spread to each side of the pole and my ankles each put in a steel shackle that was bolted to the pole. The tape on my wrists was cut and after my arms were put behind me and around the tree they were re-tapped. I wasn't going any where. The tape on my mouth was ripped off and the cabbie said the last thing he would say to me that night, "as far as she knows you have both been taken equally for this ritual of fun for us and by us, obviously, I can tape your mouth shut so that you do not interrupt but what can you say, play along, you have no choice." As soon as he said this and ripped the tape off of my mouth the serious look on his face disappeared and he let out a deep belly laugh.
I looked over towards where I figured Kelly was and saw her being lead to the other pole by the three woman. They had stripped her and clothed her in a sheer white body veil. They shackled her to the pole with both of her wrists and ankles fastened as my ankles were. The poles were nearly identical, except that the one she was attached to had shackles bolted at wrist and ankle level. I was afraid to look at her, feeling guilty and quit afraid in spite of what the cabbie had assured me. I did make eye contact with her and immediately knew they had drugged her or something. She had a scared but dreamy look on her face. I expected to see terror but did not. She was not relaxed, but not frightened. Her body stood taut against the pole and she later explained to me that she knew what was going on but felt stoned as if on a major buzz of pot. All of her reactions physically were fine, but she stated that her thoughts were muted, calmed and very slow. Almost like she was watching was happening in a dream and before she could react to what was happening something else was happening already. I was not drugged, but my mind was racing so quickly and was so overwhelmed that my reactions were equally muted. My reactions were also muted by the fact that I had gotten us into this and that I had been told to be a part of it and everything would be fine. I started to take stock in what was going on and realized that I had no choice but to go along and presume that what the cabbie had said was true.
I counted the number of people. There were fifteen that I could see. Four guys drumming. The three woman that had shackled Kelly and three others. All six were standing around the fire in a circle. The other three woman were attractive looking, young and had the appearance of natives. There were five men by the fire, too. They were all dressed like the three butch woman. They were also in a human circle around the fire and each a step further from the fire than the woman. Suddenly, the music stopped and all of the people around the fire threw their arms in the air. I heard people approaching behind me. My arms were too tightly taped to do more than turn my head. Kelly was shackled loosely enough to the tree to look back but did not move. It sounded like a few people approaching. They walked into the lagoon area between the poles directly to the circle of people. There were four of them hoisting solid, rectangular wooden table to which a man appeared to be lying unconscious upon. He was on his back and as they set the table near the fire I could see that he looked young, like he could be no more than the age of Kelly. He was clothed in nothing more than a baggy loin cloth. He was painted up as if symbolizing something. The four men carrying the table join the circle of men. They put their arms up into the sky as well and then the music started up at once. As soon as the drums started the circle of people started dancing around the fire. The stayed in a circular formation and went around and around, chatting something. It was not English and may have just been gibberish. It seemed to be directed towards the fire and the sky. I looked over at Kelly and she was watching intently. The music stopped again. So did the dancers. The three attractive woman stepped away from the circle and the three butch ones did, as well. All of the dancers disrobed, each with one move and tossed their garments into the flames. The three attractive ones then turned and went towards guy on the table. The each made some type of gesture and then touched his forehead before going to kneel in front of Kelly. The other three followed suit but came over to me. Then the drums started up again and the guys in the circle began to dance around the fire again. The three woman in front of me began to grope my genitals. It was not pleasant. They were very rough and squeezed hard at times. The each reached down and grabbed sand into their hands and continued the unpleasant groping of my genitals. It hurt a lot, though the manipulation did give me and erection. The three woman in front of Kelly did not move during this groping. This is not anything like what I had set out to experience! Ouch. Then the three woman put their mouths on my genitals. Kelly was watching and periodically glancing at the dancers. One of the woman strong tugged one of my balls with her mouth and the woman on the other side did the same with the other one. The woman in the middle leaned forward and took my erection, sand and all in her mouth and I felt a suction upon it that seemed like a high powered vacuum. If they would have been gentle it would have been wildly erotic. But they were as rough with their mouths and with their hands. I only stayed hard from the manipulation of the area. They were working my privates like it was a sexual act but there was no way I was going to cum, if that was the objective. Believe me, I tried, figuring that was what it would take to get them to end this mild s&m. It lasted for what seemed like ten minutes then they simultaneously stood up and went over to Kelly. The other three, the nice looking ones, the "maidens" got up and took the same position at the head of the table where the still sleeping man was. The three butch woman unshackled Kelly. The lead her two steps in front of the pole and then the men dancing around the fire made a circle around here, still dancing. It seemed like it would hurt but they showed no pain dancing frantically around her with their balls and unfairly larger sized dicks bouncing around with their dance steps. I wondered if Kelly noticed their genital size. They each were larger than me in their soft state than I was with my now softening erection. Then the stopped as the music stopped. They were each facing her and crossed their arms. Kelly was being held onto by the butch woman. They held her arms out by the wrist with one woman holding a wrist and third woman behind her. The woman behind Kelly put her hands on her cheeks and guided her eyes to my mid-section. Then she moved Kelly's gaze to the mid-section of the dancer directly in front of her. I simple did not understand what this ritual was if it was some type of ritual. The woman behind Kelly would direct her gaze at my groin area and then at the man standing in front her. Each time she would direct her gaze to me the men would rotate the circle so that a different man was standing in front of Kelly when her gaze would be directed back to the largely endowed man currently in front of her. Whatever was going on could have been sexy, I guess, except that I felt humiliated. I wondered what Kelly was thinking and at the time wondered why she went along so willingly (of course, it was later that I found out her thought process had been impaired). The scene continued like this until Kelly had "compared" my penis to each of the dancers. Now that I had went soft the size difference really was apparent. Soft, I am probable 3 or 4 inches. They were all at least 6 inches long or more and much meatier looking widthwise than me. After the size comparison had been completed the butch woman behind Kelly unwrapped Kelly's clothes and then the men disbursed back to making a circle around the fire. This time, the circle went around both the fire and the table.
The guy that had been on the table was gone. The three maidens were now standing around the table awaiting patiently. The three butch woman brought Kelly to the table, turned her around and then guided her back onto the table. The table must have been longer length-wise than 6 feet because she fit easily on it in the prone position. The music started again, but not nearly as loud and in a much more subdued rhythm. I looked around as much as I could but did not see the guy that had been on the table. He must have gotten off when I was being mauled or "compared". The butch woman took positions to hold Kelly onto the table. Each of her wrist were held to the top of the table and the woman who had been behind her before stood at the head of the table and gently but firmly held her down just above the knees. The three maidens must have went behind me because I could not see them anymore.
Ah, finally things started going as I would have liked if only been able to have a say so. One of the maidens was behind me had put her hands around my front and was oh so gently fondling my privates. Also, I started being treated to a sexy scene. The butch woman holding Kelly's knees down leaned over and started to kiss up Kelly's thighs. She slide her hands downward to the inside of Kelly's legs and moved them slightly apart. Then she lay her front on the table and started to taste Kelly. If she truly like woman, the part she definitely looked, then she must have been in heaven. Kelly has a pussy that tastes like honeyed salmon. sweet, but with a taste and gentle smell of a woman. The woman apparently did as even in the position she held she delicately devoured Kelly's pussy. The lapped her up wanting to taste all of her while being gentle, clearly wanting Kelly to enjoy. Kelly surprised me by putting up very little protest to all of this but even in her impaired condition she did provide some resistance. But the woman holding her wrist put their other hands down on her shoulders. As the butch pussy eater was proceeding I could see that Kelly was becoming more and more relaxed and even though she was not sexually attracted to woman appeared to be starting to enjoy the experience. The butch girl continued her tongue work but the two other woman on the sides were replaced by men that immediately took the same hold on Kelly that the woman had held. One of the woman went to the head of the table and bent of with her ass pointing towards the bond fire. As she was kneeling forward over Kelly one of the men around the table and the fire moved behind the butch girl. Without any warm up he put his erect dick into her. She grunted a couple of times as he worked his size into her and then as she got adjusted to him she started moving her hips with his thrusts. It was not romantic or sensual. It was just him putting himself in and essentially jacking himself off with her pussy. While he was doing this the third butch girl had climbed onto the table and had moved into a position where she was straddling Kelly's stomach. Damn, I knew what was going to happen next and would have given just about anything to see the look on Kelly's face. Even in her impaired state she had to know she was about to have a pussy on her mouth. As the woman straddling Kelly put her knees over the top of Kelly's shoulders the man humping the other woman came, pulling out and spewing onto her back. As he came, Kelly had a dark and hairy pussy brought down directly over her mouth. She tried to avoid it but she could not move her body and the woman was straddling her so tightly that her thighs were pressed against Kelly's ears and held firmly in place. She had no choice but to have the pussy on her mouth. The men being stronger than the woman only needed one hand to keep Kelly on the table as they wanted her. In all the action of Kelly getting some pussy in her mouth I did not notice that the guys had put Kelly's hands on their dicks. They were guiding her hand up and down and then they would stop to see if she would continue. They each restarted the hand job motion a couple of times but then she started to keep it up on her own. I do not know what my dick looked like in her hands but these guys looked sexy. Each dick was going back and forth along her outstretched palm and went past her wrist and her hand would cup their balls and then slide back down as her hand would encircle the shaft to give it a gently pull. The action was really picked up now. There was too much to keep up with. The number of guys on the drums was down to two and another guy was pumping the butch woman that was the first to get stuck. Another guy was now behind the woman tasting Kelly. Kelly looked so sexy, though completely overwhelmed. She had a native woman eating her pussy and she was actually starting to gently rock her hips like she was turned on and may even cum from it. She had a woman straddling her face cajoling her to lick her and a guy in each hand. A hung guy at that. The guys doing the pumping would fuck until they would cum on the back of the woman they were doing and then switch with another guy. Either a guy on the drums or a guy with Kelly's hand around their cocks. It only happened a couple of times but it did happen where a guy getting a hand job would cum on Kelly's palm and wrist. Each guy must have cum twice given the number of orgasms I witnessed v. the number of guys available.
Then the music stopped. Everybody moved back away from the table except two men and two woman. Each woman took a hold of one of Kelly's wrist and each man took a hold of an ankle. Each man hand one big hand around her ankles and another on the inside of her knee. The sat her up and brought her butt to the end of the table facing the poles. I could see how moist she was in the light of the fire. The music started again but even softer. The guy that had been "sleeping" on the table appeared again. He was walking towards the table with a maiden in front of him and one on each side holding onto his wrists as if they were leading a prisoner. The maiden leading the way stopped two feet from Kelly and turned to face the "sleeping" man. Each maiden dropped to their knees. The two that had been holding on to his wrist either guiding or leading him to the table (I didn't ever figure out why they did some of the things they did even when trying to think of symbolism) each took a side of his loin cloth and started to untie it. It was essentially two pieces of cloth tied together at the sides and it hung way down his legs as if he had two aprons one but covering different sides of him. I could not see what Kelly could but could see her face. As the aprons / loin cloth was dropped from the man her eyes widened as she leaned backward into the quickly firming grip of the men holding her wrist and shoulders. The maiden that had been kneeling in front of the man put her hands up and took a hold of his cock. I could see that she was giving him oral sex but, again, I was behind the scene, only partially to the left so I could not see for sure. In fact, she was far enough away from his torso that she may have been just symbolizing the act. Then, son of a bitch, if I witnessed the most amazing cock ever. The woman who I thought may be faking giving oral sex took a hold of the base of the cock with both hands and pushed it gently to the man's right side so she could eagerly taste his ball sack. Though screened from a front view against the pole I saw why Kelly reacted as she did. I could see a half of foot of obcenely fat cock even from my vantage point. This told me he was at least a foot long. I could not see the base of it but could see the index finger of her right hand, which was the top hand and a half foot of salami-cock. Given that she had his base of his cock like two hands on a baseball bat he was at least a foot long. The length was not the most impressive thing. It was the width that was down right non-human. It was not all that entirely normal looking even disregarding the size of it. Even erect I could see an inordinate amount of foreskin covering the head making his cock the width of an orange at the head. The woman started to go up and down with her two handed strokes as she sucked gently upon his balls and the head of his cock never was visible. The thick foreskin would just slightly thin out on a down stroke and then ball up on and upstroke adding a half to a full inch to his circumference!
Kelly was really being held at this point. The maiden stood up and then turned and knelt down in front of Kelly. Then she started to taste Kelly as the butch woman had done before. Nobody moved except for the woman tasting Kelly. This time, Kelly was not just being tasted. She was being prepared. The woman was licking and tasting Kelly more rhythmically and with the clear intent upon pleasing Kelly as compared to how the butch woman had tasted Kelly, as if savoring a wonderful meal. Also, after confirming the Kelly was dripping wet she put her index and middle finger into Kelly and pushed her fingers in and out to simulate fucking Kelly while she gave her oral sex. Kelly transfixed her stare upon the bull hung man standing in front of her and her breathing took on a familiar pattern. She was two minutes or so form an orgasm. I had had the pleasure of making her cum a couple times and could see the signs of her approaching orgasm. I felt my own precum start to pour out with the coaxing of the maiden helping the cause. Kelly reached her orgasm and let out about three deep, satisfying sighs and the woman that had brought her to the orgasm concluded her oral sex and finger manipulations on her. The maiden that had brought her to the orgasm slowed her rhythm until Kelly stopped having her very long orgasm. Then the maiden turned and was handed some type of small container that she dipped her hand into. She had some type of gooey substance on her entire hand and she turned back to Kelly's pussy and re-entered her with two fingers. She moved around versus going in and out for about a minute and then slowly entered a third finger and repeated the process. Then she pulled all three fingers out and dipped her hand again into the substance. Again she put three fingers into Kelly and moved around her pussy. I am not real bright but even I caught on that she was getting her ready to mate with the guy hung a rhino. After doing this for a minute she put her fourth finger in and held it. It was a bit much for Kelly so she moved very slowly and then pushed her hand carefully rolled up with all of her fingers extended into Kelly past her knuckles. Kelly gasped and tried to relax. The drums began to beat again. Very slowly this time and quiet, barely audible above the noise of the sea. The maiden held her fingers in Kelly for a couple minutes and then withdrew them. She dipped her hand again into the container and this time rubbed the substance all over the rhino-man. He was still erect. I could see the end of his erection still at attention from my viewpoint. The maiden moved away and the rhino-man moved towards Kelly. She had a look of great concern on her face as she stared at the menacing organ now poised at her entrance. He was about a foot away when I saw him make a shallow thrust into her. She let out a cry and immediately said for him to stop. The men leaned into her shoulders to keep her in position and the woman held her legs apart as rhino-man held himself maybe a couple of inches in her. He held himself in her, just past the head of his cock impaling her. Again he thrust forward a couple of inches. Kelly threw her head back in pain and let out a cry of pain and great discomfort over being stretched well past what her pussy could take. It took all four of the helpers great effort to hold the squirming Kelly in place. Rhino-man let his massive cock slide partly out and then back in again. His head was skyward as he was clearly enjoying the feeling of splitting her pussy apart with his size. He was giving her about half of it over and over again. Then he stopped with himself half inserted into her pussy. He froze there for nearly a minute and then I could see his butt and thighs tighten. He was pushing further into her. He appeared to be stuck. He was using all of his leg strength to push himself into her further but it clearly looked like there simply was no way he could get further into her. His massive width was completely stretching her and as she cried out in pain he gave up on getting any further into her. He began to move in and out of her, stopping abruptly at about two thirds of the way of his over a foot long cock into her. He would pull out slowly and then push in hard as she yelped out a cry of pain, begging for him to stop. Tears of pain were rolling out of her eyes as he continued to assault her pussy this way for over five minutes. Then he froze again, his haunches quivered and by his reaction I judged that he had cum deep like this into her. He pulled back, letting his massive cock pop out of her pussy. The maiden that had originally tried to get her as ready as she could be kneeled again at Kelly's pussy and this time used her mouth on her. She was gently kissing Kelly's pussy as if to soothe it. Then she began to suck on her inflamed pussy. The maiden was drawing out the seed of rhino-man. The last scene of the night was one I never understood. The maiden, her mouth full stood up on the table and straddled Kelly as the four helpers lay Kelly back onto the table. The maiden straddled Kelly's face with her thighs and gently rested her pussy down onto Kelly's face. Then, with a great exhale, spit the seed into the fire. The drums began to beat loudly. As I was watching what was taking place all four drummers had taken their position and were beating louder and in a more simpler rhythm than ever before as the seed hit the fire. Shortly after this I was gagged and my eyes tapped shut. An hour or so later I was brusquely pushed out of the car after my hands had been untapped. It was four o'clock or so in the morning. I was dressed in nothing more than my pants that I started with but they had my wallet and room keys in them. I pulled the tape off of my eyes and removed the gag. I immediately saw Kelly lying softly on the ground next to me. She looked like she was sleeping. I helped her up and she groggily, with my help, walked with me nearly a mile to our hotel. I let her sleep for the better part of the day and then got some food into her. We talked a little about what happened and decided to call it a trip and caught a plane trip home a day before we originally planned on leaving.
I am not sure how I got myself into this but I did. The first thing I did "wrong" was to start having an affair with Kelly before Donna and I had even begun to cool off. Given that, I could not openly pursue her and when going on a business trip to Jamaica (yes, the sales business sure can be rough. ha!) I used a frequent flyer pass to take Kelly with me. At 25, she was ten years younger, and looked even younger than that, like a sophomore in college. She had a very fresh look. Her to the shoulder length, straight brown hair went wonderfully with her deep green eyes. She was a little petite though, at 5'5" she only wore a size three. But I must admit that though small, her breasts had a perfectly round shape to them and her pale pink nipples turned out to be an extraordinary hot spot for her. Like her breasts, her overall appearance was fresh and cute and cuddly.
She was much more attractive than I normally qualify for but the fact that I was already involved probably helped. I truly did not care if she went with or not. If she did then it would be great but I would be playing with fire. I told her about the opportunity and she, being in between jobs, said yes. So, off we went.
A note to all of you thinking about affairs. Get to know them better before you take them on a trip. Kelly was fine. But, we just did not seem to click. I was able to get her in bed and I truly enjoyed it. But the conversation and all of that was missing something afterwards. Well, I had arranged to stay with her through the weekend and it was only Friday so what was I to do? Let me tell you. I decided to set up my own little dirty movie without the camera. I decided that I had had a couple of jaded fantasies that would take other people and I decided to see if I could get a couple of them to come true right in front of me. Of course, I would need Kelly to comply. I did not think that she even had a hint of "slut" in her, but maybe being away from it all would help. I do believe that going to bed with me so fast in the "relationship" had everything to do with being away. Again, though I enjoyed being her - her beauty made that a minimum - she was not very experienced in bed and quit shy about sexual matters. By the look in her eyes I sort of crossed the line when I positioned her into "doggie" style the second time we had sex. Don't get me wrong, I am not too greedy, but I realized that I was better off with Donna as far as having a girlfriend goes. Kelly was pretty and all of that, I just realized that it would not be worth giving up Donna for and decided to have as much sexual fun with her as I could until things went dry.
Anyway, so I tell her we are going out all night and she makes an appointment with the beauty shop in the hotel. Good, so I have an hour or so to "network". I hit the streets immediately and start passing out $10 bills to cab drivers for information. I tell a few what types of things I am looking for and after I am out $40, cabbie number 5 has his eyes light up. "Young white girl?", he asked. I tell him yes. He tells me he doesn't not know how to set her up with either of my first two ideas but has a guarantee on the third item. I give him another $40 for directions. He responds with help. "I do not know if you can get in there. I will drive you there and get you in for $100." Done deal. He is waiting outside our hotel at 9 pm as agreed and pretends not to know me, also as agreed. "Driver, take us to a fun restaurant. One with dancing and romance and loud, happy music. Some place that is not just for the tourist." He plays it too much with how he reacts but there is now way Kelly would pick it up. He literally scratches his chin and then his head before giving us a silly, "a ha, I may know of just the place". Oh well, we are not actors and Kelly seemed up for an adventure. She cuddled close to me as we rode in the cab at much to high a pace. Kelly was the type that if she had sex with you then you were her boyfriend. I decided to go along with that feeling for the weekend and cuddled back with her as we rode.
It was about a thirty minute trip and took us near the ocean but not in the tourist area. It was in a poor neighborhood but the place he took us too was a big house. It may have been a restaurant at one time but was definitely a house now. It was packed with people and most of them where out back at what looked like a wild party that was just getting going. The cabbie told us to wait and went in for maybe two minutes. Kelly made a couple of comments about whether we should get back to the downtown area but I assured her that we "deserve" to get the real thing tonight. Besides, I told her that the cabbie would stay as long as we did, so if she did not have the party I expected her to have we could just leave. And if she did we would still have a ride back to hotel. I told her not to worry and though it was a little pricy to have the guy wait that she was worth it, especially since she had been so patient with me being out doing by sales meetings Thursday and Friday. I spoke with assurance that I did not actually feel myself. As soon as I got out the cab I got a weird feeling. Like there was much more to the place that it appeared to be.
I paid the cabbie to wait and started to head up to the place. He immediately made a call, even as I was handing him some money. He asked me to hold a minute and rolled up the window to talk in private. He got back to me quickly and told me to hold up that he would come in with me. This made me feel a little better as for a moment I started thinking he was simply going to drive off with the extra money I had given him to reserve the ride home. I took Kelly by the hand and followed our cabbie. He told us that we can go around back, that the party he is taking us to is on the beach. Ah, I figured he was just confirming what he had been telling us. That was it, or so I presumed.
He took us past a large guy apparently guarding the entrance around the side of the house and then through a large gate that looked sturdy enough to keep a car from going through it. There was a guy by the gate, as well. Like the first guy, the second guy waived us through. The first guy had been quiet, as if too tired to be on duty. This guy was alert and too the liberty of ogling Kelly like she was lunch, or dinner, I should say. She must have noticed and felt uncomfortable as I felt her squeeze my hand tightly as she moved past him. As soon as we were past the gate we could see the beach. No one was there but I could here a party, a loud party, in the distant. The cabbie told us that the party took place in a secluded lagoon area. I realized that I had told Kelly we were going to a nice restaurant and explained to her that we were going to the area where there was a feast literally served by the ocean. The cabbie looked back over his shoulder and winked at me. I took this to mean that I had given a good explanation. We continued to follow the cabbie to the beach along a trail of bricks acting as a path. As we approached the beach the steel drums got louder. The area we were apparently headed for was around some coconut trees that marked the entrance to the lagoon area. The music got louder as we approached. I started to think that the whole thing was a bad idea. I was looking for some type of orgy, I guess, but had not really thought it through. I had presumed that it would be different and I felt like I was walking into a spider's web or something. I started to think about backing out since I just didn't like the feel of it and knew that I was not in control of the situation, and, in fact, had given up all control to strangers. One stranger a cabbie, a more to come as soon as we got to the beach and walked another 50 yards north around some trees.
As soon as we turned the corner around the trees that naturally fenced in the lagoon area something happened. I had taken too long to think about backing out and suddenly it was too late. Apparently, the cabbie had made a phone call that we were arriving and lead us right into the web. There was a giant bond fire in the middle of the clearing. The clearing was a beach area surrounded by trees that acted like a sound buffer. With the sound of the ocean the loud music, loud enough to shake my bones once I was in the clearing, was muted out of the lagoon area. There was a giant bond fire in the middle of the clearing and there had to be a dozen plus people dancing in veils and cloth loosely draped over their bodies. There were four dark men making the music with the steel drums. Two on each side of the giant fire banging away. The fire was about ten yards from the ocean shore. It was high tied. Half way between the fire and the tree line, about five yards, were two poles jutting out of the ground. They looked like they the trunks of dead young trees or pint sized telephone poles that stood about ten feet. I had no more than a few seconds to take it in when three very butch looking woman swarmed from the fire towards us. Two large guys were right behind them. As the three strong looking women swooped upon Kelly the two guys grabbed me by the arms and took me back out of the lagoon area entrance. It happened so quickly I didn't get a chance to swear at them or shout. Boom, I am just outside the entrance and flat on my back with the cabbie on one knee with his face in mine, "don't move or talk", he said seriously enough that I didn't as my mind raced to gather my wits. "Okay, wait a minute, okay, now let him up but hold on to him", he directed the two "thugs". Once I my feet I finally muttered, "what the hell is going on?" The cabbie, now looking all too serious for my liking (hey, this was supposed to be fun), told me that he was just setting up what I had asked for. I started to protest but could not put my thoughts and questions into words. Again, with all the seriousness of a heart attack, "look, I cannot believe you approached me on this, it is never this easy, where the show comes willingly to us, but it will be what you want." He continued, "the scene will be much, much more than what you said you were looking for but it will be what you said. I will tell you one time, you are going to be part of the show yourself. When the show is over, both of you will dropped off within a mile of where I picked you up. All you have to do is go with the flow, be part of the show, in a few hours you will be dropped of with a memory of a lifetime. Your little sunflower girl will be part of ritual we usually do with young native girls. I just couldn't pass up the opportunity you gave me. But, do not misunderstand this - do not try to be a hero or something. Both of you will be fine and safe in a few hours. You can trust me, but these people do not know you. Do not be a hero. Be a participant and things will end up just as I told you they would." He did not ask if I understood or had any questions. As soon as he finished his explanation he nodded at the two guys and they went to work. Within a minute my mouth was tapped shut, my clothes removed and after my hands were tapped tightly together behind my back they roughly lead me back to the lagoon area.
I scanned the area for Kelly. I could not see her but I could see the three women on the far end of the lagoon tending to something on the ground. I presumed that was her. I was brought to the tree trunk nearest me and literally shackled to it. My feet were spread to each side of the pole and my ankles each put in a steel shackle that was bolted to the pole. The tape on my wrists was cut and after my arms were put behind me and around the tree they were re-tapped. I wasn't going any where. The tape on my mouth was ripped off and the cabbie said the last thing he would say to me that night, "as far as she knows you have both been taken equally for this ritual of fun for us and by us, obviously, I can tape your mouth shut so that you do not interrupt but what can you say, play along, you have no choice." As soon as he said this and ripped the tape off of my mouth the serious look on his face disappeared and he let out a deep belly laugh.
I looked over towards where I figured Kelly was and saw her being lead to the other pole by the three woman. They had stripped her and clothed her in a sheer white body veil. They shackled her to the pole with both of her wrists and ankles fastened as my ankles were. The poles were nearly identical, except that the one she was attached to had shackles bolted at wrist and ankle level. I was afraid to look at her, feeling guilty and quit afraid in spite of what the cabbie had assured me. I did make eye contact with her and immediately knew they had drugged her or something. She had a scared but dreamy look on her face. I expected to see terror but did not. She was not relaxed, but not frightened. Her body stood taut against the pole and she later explained to me that she knew what was going on but felt stoned as if on a major buzz of pot. All of her reactions physically were fine, but she stated that her thoughts were muted, calmed and very slow. Almost like she was watching was happening in a dream and before she could react to what was happening something else was happening already. I was not drugged, but my mind was racing so quickly and was so overwhelmed that my reactions were equally muted. My reactions were also muted by the fact that I had gotten us into this and that I had been told to be a part of it and everything would be fine. I started to take stock in what was going on and realized that I had no choice but to go along and presume that what the cabbie had said was true.
I counted the number of people. There were fifteen that I could see. Four guys drumming. The three woman that had shackled Kelly and three others. All six were standing around the fire in a circle. The other three woman were attractive looking, young and had the appearance of natives. There were five men by the fire, too. They were all dressed like the three butch woman. They were also in a human circle around the fire and each a step further from the fire than the woman. Suddenly, the music stopped and all of the people around the fire threw their arms in the air. I heard people approaching behind me. My arms were too tightly taped to do more than turn my head. Kelly was shackled loosely enough to the tree to look back but did not move. It sounded like a few people approaching. They walked into the lagoon area between the poles directly to the circle of people. There were four of them hoisting solid, rectangular wooden table to which a man appeared to be lying unconscious upon. He was on his back and as they set the table near the fire I could see that he looked young, like he could be no more than the age of Kelly. He was clothed in nothing more than a baggy loin cloth. He was painted up as if symbolizing something. The four men carrying the table join the circle of men. They put their arms up into the sky as well and then the music started up at once. As soon as the drums started the circle of people started dancing around the fire. The stayed in a circular formation and went around and around, chatting something. It was not English and may have just been gibberish. It seemed to be directed towards the fire and the sky. I looked over at Kelly and she was watching intently. The music stopped again. So did the dancers. The three attractive woman stepped away from the circle and the three butch ones did, as well. All of the dancers disrobed, each with one move and tossed their garments into the flames. The three attractive ones then turned and went towards guy on the table. The each made some type of gesture and then touched his forehead before going to kneel in front of Kelly. The other three followed suit but came over to me. Then the drums started up again and the guys in the circle began to dance around the fire again. The three woman in front of me began to grope my genitals. It was not pleasant. They were very rough and squeezed hard at times. The each reached down and grabbed sand into their hands and continued the unpleasant groping of my genitals. It hurt a lot, though the manipulation did give me and erection. The three woman in front of Kelly did not move during this groping. This is not anything like what I had set out to experience! Ouch. Then the three woman put their mouths on my genitals. Kelly was watching and periodically glancing at the dancers. One of the woman strong tugged one of my balls with her mouth and the woman on the other side did the same with the other one. The woman in the middle leaned forward and took my erection, sand and all in her mouth and I felt a suction upon it that seemed like a high powered vacuum. If they would have been gentle it would have been wildly erotic. But they were as rough with their mouths and with their hands. I only stayed hard from the manipulation of the area. They were working my privates like it was a sexual act but there was no way I was going to cum, if that was the objective. Believe me, I tried, figuring that was what it would take to get them to end this mild s&m. It lasted for what seemed like ten minutes then they simultaneously stood up and went over to Kelly. The other three, the nice looking ones, the "maidens" got up and took the same position at the head of the table where the still sleeping man was. The three butch woman unshackled Kelly. The lead her two steps in front of the pole and then the men dancing around the fire made a circle around here, still dancing. It seemed like it would hurt but they showed no pain dancing frantically around her with their balls and unfairly larger sized dicks bouncing around with their dance steps. I wondered if Kelly noticed their genital size. They each were larger than me in their soft state than I was with my now softening erection. Then the stopped as the music stopped. They were each facing her and crossed their arms. Kelly was being held onto by the butch woman. They held her arms out by the wrist with one woman holding a wrist and third woman behind her. The woman behind Kelly put her hands on her cheeks and guided her eyes to my mid-section. Then she moved Kelly's gaze to the mid-section of the dancer directly in front of her. I simple did not understand what this ritual was if it was some type of ritual. The woman behind Kelly would direct her gaze at my groin area and then at the man standing in front her. Each time she would direct her gaze to me the men would rotate the circle so that a different man was standing in front of Kelly when her gaze would be directed back to the largely endowed man currently in front of her. Whatever was going on could have been sexy, I guess, except that I felt humiliated. I wondered what Kelly was thinking and at the time wondered why she went along so willingly (of course, it was later that I found out her thought process had been impaired). The scene continued like this until Kelly had "compared" my penis to each of the dancers. Now that I had went soft the size difference really was apparent. Soft, I am probable 3 or 4 inches. They were all at least 6 inches long or more and much meatier looking widthwise than me. After the size comparison had been completed the butch woman behind Kelly unwrapped Kelly's clothes and then the men disbursed back to making a circle around the fire. This time, the circle went around both the fire and the table.
The guy that had been on the table was gone. The three maidens were now standing around the table awaiting patiently. The three butch woman brought Kelly to the table, turned her around and then guided her back onto the table. The table must have been longer length-wise than 6 feet because she fit easily on it in the prone position. The music started again, but not nearly as loud and in a much more subdued rhythm. I looked around as much as I could but did not see the guy that had been on the table. He must have gotten off when I was being mauled or "compared". The butch woman took positions to hold Kelly onto the table. Each of her wrist were held to the top of the table and the woman who had been behind her before stood at the head of the table and gently but firmly held her down just above the knees. The three maidens must have went behind me because I could not see them anymore.
Ah, finally things started going as I would have liked if only been able to have a say so. One of the maidens was behind me had put her hands around my front and was oh so gently fondling my privates. Also, I started being treated to a sexy scene. The butch woman holding Kelly's knees down leaned over and started to kiss up Kelly's thighs. She slide her hands downward to the inside of Kelly's legs and moved them slightly apart. Then she lay her front on the table and started to taste Kelly. If she truly like woman, the part she definitely looked, then she must have been in heaven. Kelly has a pussy that tastes like honeyed salmon. sweet, but with a taste and gentle smell of a woman. The woman apparently did as even in the position she held she delicately devoured Kelly's pussy. The lapped her up wanting to taste all of her while being gentle, clearly wanting Kelly to enjoy. Kelly surprised me by putting up very little protest to all of this but even in her impaired condition she did provide some resistance. But the woman holding her wrist put their other hands down on her shoulders. As the butch pussy eater was proceeding I could see that Kelly was becoming more and more relaxed and even though she was not sexually attracted to woman appeared to be starting to enjoy the experience. The butch girl continued her tongue work but the two other woman on the sides were replaced by men that immediately took the same hold on Kelly that the woman had held. One of the woman went to the head of the table and bent of with her ass pointing towards the bond fire. As she was kneeling forward over Kelly one of the men around the table and the fire moved behind the butch girl. Without any warm up he put his erect dick into her. She grunted a couple of times as he worked his size into her and then as she got adjusted to him she started moving her hips with his thrusts. It was not romantic or sensual. It was just him putting himself in and essentially jacking himself off with her pussy. While he was doing this the third butch girl had climbed onto the table and had moved into a position where she was straddling Kelly's stomach. Damn, I knew what was going to happen next and would have given just about anything to see the look on Kelly's face. Even in her impaired state she had to know she was about to have a pussy on her mouth. As the woman straddling Kelly put her knees over the top of Kelly's shoulders the man humping the other woman came, pulling out and spewing onto her back. As he came, Kelly had a dark and hairy pussy brought down directly over her mouth. She tried to avoid it but she could not move her body and the woman was straddling her so tightly that her thighs were pressed against Kelly's ears and held firmly in place. She had no choice but to have the pussy on her mouth. The men being stronger than the woman only needed one hand to keep Kelly on the table as they wanted her. In all the action of Kelly getting some pussy in her mouth I did not notice that the guys had put Kelly's hands on their dicks. They were guiding her hand up and down and then they would stop to see if she would continue. They each restarted the hand job motion a couple of times but then she started to keep it up on her own. I do not know what my dick looked like in her hands but these guys looked sexy. Each dick was going back and forth along her outstretched palm and went past her wrist and her hand would cup their balls and then slide back down as her hand would encircle the shaft to give it a gently pull. The action was really picked up now. There was too much to keep up with. The number of guys on the drums was down to two and another guy was pumping the butch woman that was the first to get stuck. Another guy was now behind the woman tasting Kelly. Kelly looked so sexy, though completely overwhelmed. She had a native woman eating her pussy and she was actually starting to gently rock her hips like she was turned on and may even cum from it. She had a woman straddling her face cajoling her to lick her and a guy in each hand. A hung guy at that. The guys doing the pumping would fuck until they would cum on the back of the woman they were doing and then switch with another guy. Either a guy on the drums or a guy with Kelly's hand around their cocks. It only happened a couple of times but it did happen where a guy getting a hand job would cum on Kelly's palm and wrist. Each guy must have cum twice given the number of orgasms I witnessed v. the number of guys available.
Then the music stopped. Everybody moved back away from the table except two men and two woman. Each woman took a hold of one of Kelly's wrist and each man took a hold of an ankle. Each man hand one big hand around her ankles and another on the inside of her knee. The sat her up and brought her butt to the end of the table facing the poles. I could see how moist she was in the light of the fire. The music started again but even softer. The guy that had been "sleeping" on the table appeared again. He was walking towards the table with a maiden in front of him and one on each side holding onto his wrists as if they were leading a prisoner. The maiden leading the way stopped two feet from Kelly and turned to face the "sleeping" man. Each maiden dropped to their knees. The two that had been holding on to his wrist either guiding or leading him to the table (I didn't ever figure out why they did some of the things they did even when trying to think of symbolism) each took a side of his loin cloth and started to untie it. It was essentially two pieces of cloth tied together at the sides and it hung way down his legs as if he had two aprons one but covering different sides of him. I could not see what Kelly could but could see her face. As the aprons / loin cloth was dropped from the man her eyes widened as she leaned backward into the quickly firming grip of the men holding her wrist and shoulders. The maiden that had been kneeling in front of the man put her hands up and took a hold of his cock. I could see that she was giving him oral sex but, again, I was behind the scene, only partially to the left so I could not see for sure. In fact, she was far enough away from his torso that she may have been just symbolizing the act. Then, son of a bitch, if I witnessed the most amazing cock ever. The woman who I thought may be faking giving oral sex took a hold of the base of the cock with both hands and pushed it gently to the man's right side so she could eagerly taste his ball sack. Though screened from a front view against the pole I saw why Kelly reacted as she did. I could see a half of foot of obcenely fat cock even from my vantage point. This told me he was at least a foot long. I could not see the base of it but could see the index finger of her right hand, which was the top hand and a half foot of salami-cock. Given that she had his base of his cock like two hands on a baseball bat he was at least a foot long. The length was not the most impressive thing. It was the width that was down right non-human. It was not all that entirely normal looking even disregarding the size of it. Even erect I could see an inordinate amount of foreskin covering the head making his cock the width of an orange at the head. The woman started to go up and down with her two handed strokes as she sucked gently upon his balls and the head of his cock never was visible. The thick foreskin would just slightly thin out on a down stroke and then ball up on and upstroke adding a half to a full inch to his circumference!
Kelly was really being held at this point. The maiden stood up and then turned and knelt down in front of Kelly. Then she started to taste Kelly as the butch woman had done before. Nobody moved except for the woman tasting Kelly. This time, Kelly was not just being tasted. She was being prepared. The woman was licking and tasting Kelly more rhythmically and with the clear intent upon pleasing Kelly as compared to how the butch woman had tasted Kelly, as if savoring a wonderful meal. Also, after confirming the Kelly was dripping wet she put her index and middle finger into Kelly and pushed her fingers in and out to simulate fucking Kelly while she gave her oral sex. Kelly transfixed her stare upon the bull hung man standing in front of her and her breathing took on a familiar pattern. She was two minutes or so form an orgasm. I had had the pleasure of making her cum a couple times and could see the signs of her approaching orgasm. I felt my own precum start to pour out with the coaxing of the maiden helping the cause. Kelly reached her orgasm and let out about three deep, satisfying sighs and the woman that had brought her to the orgasm concluded her oral sex and finger manipulations on her. The maiden that had brought her to the orgasm slowed her rhythm until Kelly stopped having her very long orgasm. Then the maiden turned and was handed some type of small container that she dipped her hand into. She had some type of gooey substance on her entire hand and she turned back to Kelly's pussy and re-entered her with two fingers. She moved around versus going in and out for about a minute and then slowly entered a third finger and repeated the process. Then she pulled all three fingers out and dipped her hand again into the substance. Again she put three fingers into Kelly and moved around her pussy. I am not real bright but even I caught on that she was getting her ready to mate with the guy hung a rhino. After doing this for a minute she put her fourth finger in and held it. It was a bit much for Kelly so she moved very slowly and then pushed her hand carefully rolled up with all of her fingers extended into Kelly past her knuckles. Kelly gasped and tried to relax. The drums began to beat again. Very slowly this time and quiet, barely audible above the noise of the sea. The maiden held her fingers in Kelly for a couple minutes and then withdrew them. She dipped her hand again into the container and this time rubbed the substance all over the rhino-man. He was still erect. I could see the end of his erection still at attention from my viewpoint. The maiden moved away and the rhino-man moved towards Kelly. She had a look of great concern on her face as she stared at the menacing organ now poised at her entrance. He was about a foot away when I saw him make a shallow thrust into her. She let out a cry and immediately said for him to stop. The men leaned into her shoulders to keep her in position and the woman held her legs apart as rhino-man held himself maybe a couple of inches in her. He held himself in her, just past the head of his cock impaling her. Again he thrust forward a couple of inches. Kelly threw her head back in pain and let out a cry of pain and great discomfort over being stretched well past what her pussy could take. It took all four of the helpers great effort to hold the squirming Kelly in place. Rhino-man let his massive cock slide partly out and then back in again. His head was skyward as he was clearly enjoying the feeling of splitting her pussy apart with his size. He was giving her about half of it over and over again. Then he stopped with himself half inserted into her pussy. He froze there for nearly a minute and then I could see his butt and thighs tighten. He was pushing further into her. He appeared to be stuck. He was using all of his leg strength to push himself into her further but it clearly looked like there simply was no way he could get further into her. His massive width was completely stretching her and as she cried out in pain he gave up on getting any further into her. He began to move in and out of her, stopping abruptly at about two thirds of the way of his over a foot long cock into her. He would pull out slowly and then push in hard as she yelped out a cry of pain, begging for him to stop. Tears of pain were rolling out of her eyes as he continued to assault her pussy this way for over five minutes. Then he froze again, his haunches quivered and by his reaction I judged that he had cum deep like this into her. He pulled back, letting his massive cock pop out of her pussy. The maiden that had originally tried to get her as ready as she could be kneeled again at Kelly's pussy and this time used her mouth on her. She was gently kissing Kelly's pussy as if to soothe it. Then she began to suck on her inflamed pussy. The maiden was drawing out the seed of rhino-man. The last scene of the night was one I never understood. The maiden, her mouth full stood up on the table and straddled Kelly as the four helpers lay Kelly back onto the table. The maiden straddled Kelly's face with her thighs and gently rested her pussy down onto Kelly's face. Then, with a great exhale, spit the seed into the fire. The drums began to beat loudly. As I was watching what was taking place all four drummers had taken their position and were beating louder and in a more simpler rhythm than ever before as the seed hit the fire. Shortly after this I was gagged and my eyes tapped shut. An hour or so later I was brusquely pushed out of the car after my hands had been untapped. It was four o'clock or so in the morning. I was dressed in nothing more than my pants that I started with but they had my wallet and room keys in them. I pulled the tape off of my eyes and removed the gag. I immediately saw Kelly lying softly on the ground next to me. She looked like she was sleeping. I helped her up and she groggily, with my help, walked with me nearly a mile to our hotel. I let her sleep for the better part of the day and then got some food into her. We talked a little about what happened and decided to call it a trip and caught a plane trip home a day before we originally planned on leaving.
