(Continued from P1)
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There I was, straddled and suspended, just having had the butt plug pulled out. I felt the juices ooze (in fact gush) when they pulled it.

"Funnel???", I asked. With that, I had been gagged and blindfolded and told to see nor say nothing more. Then I felt a narrow object being glided into me... the "funnel" Again, I thought WTF? Then I heard someone say "Let's get him drunk!"

I was actually amused because it was obviously some kind of fantasy and I'd never heard of anyone getting drunk - intravenously, this way. While there was a short sting, I remained composed - eager to find out if this was for my enjoyment or theirs. Then, I began to get light-headed!

The sounds of other boats had disappeared and I guessed the sun had set. I could smell steak and onions cooking and I could hear the guys talking, laughing and carrying on but other than that, it was very quiet.

I heard a voice "Be back in a sec, have to stir the pot" Then I heard footsteps coming down and a sigh of something like 'MMM, I need to release this package'

Judging by the feel, it was the organiser of some 9" + who had nothing more to say than to just trust his weapon and go to town. I was screaming, albeit gagged. There was little warning... no lube (other than the juices that naturally were present) and he pounded for 5 or so minutes till he finished up and went back upstairs to join the other guys.

What next I thought. Then everything went quiet.

I could hear skirmishes but had no clue what they were up to. I heard creeping around and whispers and the sense that I'd been joined by 2 or more of the guys downstairs.

I was so dosed up with alcohol (and so were they), it really didn't matter. I was more intrigued to know who was there, how many and what next.

The room quickly became stuffy and I could only guess these guys (how ever many), were getting off with each other as they observed me. Then I felt a 'balm' of lips over my hole when someone obviously decided to blow some 'wind' into me which set off a series of roars amongst them. The more he did it, the more they roared... and the more I farted it back out the more excited they became!

Then someone said "That's gross, put the plug back in!" And so they did, till someone said "I like it! Put it back in!"

The argument went on and on and the big plug was inserted/pulled out; inserted and pulled out and so on. I felt like a pin cushion. But nicely, I was very horny and very much at ease with what was going on.

Then the line-up began to occur. The rule was '5 pumps each' (don't blow), then hand the maid to someone else.

I had cock coming at me all angles!

The guy with the huge cock had not returned and I later found out he'd slept it off...

'Blow time' was announced (FINALLY) and I had cum head to toe and one in the mouth.

Then I heard someone say "Leave him there... I'll be back!"

To be continued... see P3 of this amazing weekend and much more to come!