I made the most of a few days of rest. I had enjoyed a wonderfully exciting time of new and old sexual pleasures, but it had taken its toll on me physically, and I needed to take it steady for a while and get rid of some aches and pains. By the time the next Friday arrived, however, I felt ready for some more foursome fun with Hazel, my toyboy Ray, and hubby.It was a little different this time though as we all met at Hazel’s apartment, and Ray turned up nice and early for a change. We started with a straight swap in different rooms. I was with Ray in the spare room, and Hazel and Gary went to her bedroom.Ray was on form, so I was happy enough for it to stay that way for a while, so it was a good hour and a half later before anything changed. Then Hazel knocked on our door, announcing that Gary was “shagged out,” and asking if she could join us.The two of us licking and sucking Ray’s cock and balls got a very healthy response, and my lucky toy boy was soon being treated to the pleasures of Hazel’s gorgeous pussy while I sucked on her nipples and felt her fingers find mine at the same time. Hazel was really going for it, bouncing up and down on Ray’s cock faster and faster, bringing him to a very noisy cum far too soon.But at least that gave us the opportunity for some girlie fun. Ray disappeared to clean himself up, and Hazel and I went straight for a sixty-nine. Bloody hell, she was getting really carried away and her fingers were quite rough inside my pussy as her tongue teased my clit. It was as though she was in a desperate hurry to bring me to a cum.Because she had hurt me a couple of times, I actually got her to cum first with my steady but prolonged attack on her lovely fun hole. She bucked and squealed as I felt her juices hit my tongue and fingers. I didn’t stop but just kept her on the boil while she continued to finger fuck and lick me, a little more gently now.Wow! Ray had already made me cum twice, but this was the best one for sure and made me forget about the bit of pain I had suffered from her over-enthusiasm.It was time for some liquid refreshment and the three of us assembled in Hazel’s kitchen. None of us had decided to put anything on. We knew each other’s bodies so well, that there wasn’t much point. We had some laughs while we all had a couple of glasses of wine, but Gary never appeared, presumably still shagged out!What happened next raised alarm bells for me. Hazel finished her drink and without saying a word, went straight back to her bedroom.Ray and I were still finishing our drinks as we heard the two of them getting some action started again. Gary obviously wasn’t that shagged out after all.So, the night ended up as a straight swap again. That was OK with me – Ray is a good stayer. But from the noises coming from the next room, my Gary was finding a lot of energy from somewhere, and I was more than a little curious.When Gary and I got home in the morning, there was very little conversation. Normally I would have to describe to him all that had happened, and then we would make love because it turns him on so. But not this time. Just inane chatter to be frank. We weren’t angry with each other, but it was all so different and I detected a distinct coolness between us.It didn’t prey on my mind for too long though. Checking my mail, Mike had contacted me, asking me to talk to him online as soon as I could.I waited until nighttime because I had assumed that Mike felt like a bit of mutual stimulation, just like we had many times before. I had selected a pale blue baby doll nightie in anticipation of teasing him and also got a couple of toys out of my cupboard. When we connected, Mike was dressed quite normally. I was a little disappointed, but he said lovely things about the way I looked.”Can we talk first Jill? “Mike started. “I have some Ankara bayan escort exciting news for you.”He went on to tell me that he had got nearly everything in place and organised for him to film a Roman-style orgy. The last time we had been together, I had told him that I had that sort of thing on my wish list, and bless him, he had worked long and hard to try and make it happen.”Are you able to get over here in nine days’ time? Mike asked.”Yes, of course, I can. I would love to,” I replied without even consulting my diary.Mike told me that I could stop at his place “if I liked.” Well, that didn’t take too much considering, although it was on my mind that I may be able to spend some time with Yvonne too. All those thoughts coming into my head had sent a message down my body, and I was soaking wet.I took my PC into the lounge so that I could use the settee while I played with myself on camera. I didn’t say a word, I just did it, my fingers delving into my pussy inside the see-through panties. Mike didn’t speak either, but quickly dropped his shorts and started wanking himself, smiling into his camera.I stopped fingering myself for a second while I took my baby doll right off and then lay down so that I could carry on frigging myself with one hand, and tweak my nipples with the other.It was one of the best PC camera sessions I had ever had. My mind was racing between the sight of Mike’s hard cock nearing ejaculation, the prospect of an orgy, and the memories of the great fucks we had enjoyed with each other.Mike wanked himself to a cum quickly and made a lot of noise about it. That did it for me too and I squealed in delight as my fingers brought me to a very satisfying climaxAs I lay on the settee getting my breath back I noticed Gary peeking at me through the bannisters. He came down to look at my PC and waved at Mike while he was cleaning himself up. Looking straight into the camera, Gary said, “Thanks for warming her up. I’m going to fuck her senseless now right in front of you.”And he did. I couldn’t have stopped him if I wanted to. He was like a man possessed. Gary’s cock was harder than it had been for many shags and he kept smiling at the camera while he gained pace, and I must admit that I put on a bit of a show for Mike as well.It was all over very quickly, but it was a tremendous feeling. I just love performing with others watching.Mike thanked us, telling hubby that he had fucked me eleven times and was going to fuck me again soon. and that he had now watched me being fucked by four different guys. I’m not sure that eleven was correct. But yes, he had watched and filmed me being fucked by Steve, Gunner and Wes, and had now, of course, witnessed Gary having his wicked way with me.After we switched the PC off, Gary asked me about the “fuck me again soon” sentence, so I told him what was planned as best I could.We were both shattered, so we went off to bed for a good night’s sleep, but after a couple of coffees in the morning, we started talking about the plans for going to the UK. I asked Gary if he was going to come too. After all, both of us in an orgy would be great fun.His answer really shocked me. He told me that he had made arrangements here and that he had tennis commitments that he couldn’t miss.I was disappointed, but I just got on with making arrangements for myself. I booked flights, returning ten days later. That would give me time to visit family as well as spend a couple of days with Yvonne. Excitedly, I spoke with Mike to confirm my flight details, a call which again ended up with Mike having to clean himself up, and me bringing myself to a lovely cumBefore I left for the UK, life carried on as normal. I had a night of passion with toyboy Ray, some lovely time with Hazel over at her apartment, Escort bayan Ankara and another blissfully thrilling evening of edging with Bulent. Gary, however, was not at all his usual rampant self after each of those adventures. We didn’t argue, but things were very different between us, and I didn’t know why.Putting any worries behind me, I arrived at Stansted airport on time, and Mike was there to pick me up. He looked very elegant in a pale grey two-piece suit, and he smelt great too. He was in great form, constantly making me laugh on the way back to his place.The first time that the planned orgy was mentioned was when we were about ten minutes away from his house. I brought the subject up because I was eager to know more. But Mike told me that everything had been organised. The place, the time, the people, the cameras, and, of course, the togas.He told me that he had hired part of a large mansion and that it had an indoor swimming pool. I wouldn’t have long to wait either. It was all taking place on Sunday afternoon, and it was already Friday evening.The anticipation of it all had made me so very randy, so when we arrived at Mike’s place, I didn’t object as he closed the front door, pushed me against the wall in his hallway, and buried his tongue deep inside my mouth.Mike was obviously just as randy as I was. I managed to push him back just a little so that I could undo the buttons on my blouse, starting at the top and going all the way down. When I had my blouse open, my hand stayed down there and found his flies and the belt of his suit trousers. I eased them and his jockeys down, and started to play with his lovely hard cock.Mike lifted the hem of my skirt up, held it up with his teeth and ripped my panties right off in a single swift motion. There was no foreplay. Mike fucked me standing up against the wall. It was urgent, almost brutal, but we both wanted it to be that way.The things we said to each other were obscene, but somehow it all seemed appropriate. Mike called me a dirty sexy bitch as he shot his load deep inside me. I didn’t cum, but I knew it wouldn’t be long before Mike put that situation right.We came down from the high and got our breaths back. We walked through to the kitchen, where Mike got two beers out of the fridge. No glasses, drinking from the bottle and looking at each other, smiling occasionally, but just deep in our thoughts. Not a word was said, and we finished our beers at the same time and put the bottles down simultaneously onto his breakfast bar.Mike led me through to the lounge. My blouse was completely open, and my bra was still on but pulled down so that my nipples were showing above the lace. My panties were still somewhere on the floor of the hallway, no use to anyone anymore.On the settee, we both took our time, patiently running our tongues all over each other. He was like another lover altogether, tenderly probing my pussy with his tongue and fingers.Mike even edged me a couple of times, but it was only seconds before I squealed in delight and gave him my cum. It seemed to last forever as he licked me out, telling me how good I tasted.Very quickly afterwards, Mike stood up, turned around and eased his lovely cock into my dampness. Slowly forcing it up me with one of my legs over his shoulder, and then gradually increasing his pace.As he approached his cum, his language got very crude again, but it all added to my excitement. He didn’t pull out and left his cock inside me for ages after he had shot his load.It had been an expert fuck, and I seemed to realise straight afterwards that getting better fucks than my hubby could manage was becoming more frequent.”Are you superstitious Mike,” I asked him.”Not particularly Jill,” he answered, “why do you ask?”I told him that Bayan escort Ankara he had informed Gary that he had fucked me eleven times before this visit, so, according to my maths, we were now at thirteen.”Ah well, in that case, I am particularly superstitious Jill,” he told me, smiling.In no time, I was whisked off to his bedroom where he somehow found the strength and energy to bring me to another long and noisy cum before lifting me up from the hips and lowering me onto his cock. It is my favourite position, and I took control this time, bouncing up and down, moving my hips around, and pushing my nipples forward into his mouth so that he could give them a good sucking. And it was all done at whatever pace I desired.I kept teasing him a little too, making out that I was going to finish him off but slowly subsiding and sometimes raising myself so that he almost came out. Being in so much control felt really wonderful, and I knew exactly when to take him all the way. He made such a row, and that made me cum again too.Saturday came and went. Mike had arranged for me to have the full beautician treatment at his place. It wasn’t Yvonne, but I knew I would be seeing her later in the week anyway.Time seemed to drag, but Sunday morning came eventually. Mike and I had not had any more fun. He was very busy ensuring all he had arranged was in place.We left his house just after midday and arrived at the mansion a full ninety minutes before the arranged start. It was a very large country house. To this day, I still have no idea who owns it, but it was obviously someone with a very large fortune.Mike led me through a side entrance, through a games room with a snooker table in the middle, and then through another door to a lovely indoor swimming pool.Everything in the room seemed to be made of marble. There was a jacuzzi pool at one end, and a few bench-style seats to the sides, all with luxurious purple cushions on them. Another door to the side led to two changing rooms and toilets, one for the guys and one for the ladies.A double door right at the back led to a large room with a host of oak tables down the centre. There were beds of all shapes and sizes plus a couple of chaise-longues next to each other.I was still taking it all in when three cameramen arrived with all their equipment. Very quickly it resembled a film set with two cameras set up on moving trolleys. There were lights and spotlights and cables all over the place, and a further three guys turned up to help set it all up.Caterers arrived, first covering all the tables with scarlet table cloths and then bringing in loads of food, wine, plates cutlery and glasses.Mike had gone to so much trouble, and there was still more stuff coming in when he led me through to the changing room. The togas were all laid out on some wooden benches, and just as I picked up one to examine it, three other ladies arrived. They were all younger than me, maybe in their forties, and very good-looking.We smiled and got to know each other’s names and then helped each other into the togas. One lady kept her panties on underneath, but the rest of us didn’t.I think we were all a little nervous. There were lots of little giggles, but that didn’t last long, as more ladies were arriving thick and fast. And one of them was Yvonne! She hadn’t said a word to me about it, but I couldn’t stop showing how pleased I was to see her, giving her a very long hug.I counted. There were sixteen of us. At least half of them were quite young, then some probably in their late forties, and a couple the same age as me. There were some real beauties too, as well as three that were on the buxom side.We could hear men’s laughter and talk in the next room.The tenseness of it all was relieved by two waitresses coming in and handing us a very large glass of wine. My mouth was very dry because of the nerves, and I drank the first glass far too quickly, only to have it refilled almost immediately.A lady I hadn’t seen before, but who looked very important, told us that the “party” was about to start, and asked us to go into the big room and seat ourselves at the tables.