Plastic pants

Anna greeted us with a smile and directed us to the same table as before. There was a glass of water and a pill each waiting for us - blue for me, pink for Kirsty again. Also, on our seats, were some clear plastic objects. I grabbed mine and held it up - it looked like a pair of pants with the front missing, and the seams lined with strong elastic. Kirsty and I again exchanged a confused glance, and I looked over to Peter and Hazel's table. They also had the plastic pants and were both putting them on before sitting down. Looking around at the other guests, everyone seemed to be wearing a pair - and nothing else.

Anna stopped by. "Oh, yes, you'll be needing those on," she said with a cheerful smirk. Kirsty and I complied - the pants were snug against my arse but allowed my dick to hang free. Watching Kirsty put hers on, I saw that the elastic edge fit snugly between her anus and her pussy, her shit-hole inside the plastic but her fuck-hole open to the elements. Anna took our dressing gowns away and, with a shrug, we both sat down and took our pills.

Anna then came and took our orders - despite the huge dinner yesterday evening we had built up quite an appetite with our subsequent exercise, so we went for the full English. The whole lot was absolutely delightful - bacon, sausages, eggs, hash browns, black pudding, fried mushrooms, oatcakes and tomatoes - and we wolfed the lot down, accompanied by coffee and fruit juice.

While we were eating, I looked up at Kirsty and saw her hand move down between her legs, and she looked around. At the table next to us were the man who had farted so loudly yesterday and his wife. He was still eating, but sporting a massive erection at the same time and every so often he would pause to stroke his dick. His huge-titted wife smiled at him and winked. Looking back at Kirsty I saw her eyes were fixed on the man's cock, her tongue running across her lips, her fingers pumping away at her pussy.

The man glanced up at her and smiled. He had also finished his breakfast. He stood and approached our table, saying to Kirsty, "Here, let me help you with that."

I'm not sure what he had in mind but Kirsty took hold of his cock and placed it in her mouth, starting to suck. The man's wife smiled across at me as we continued to eat and watch our partners in action. After a few minutes,Kirsty released his cock from her mouth and stood.

"My name's Dominic, by the way" said the man, matter-of-factly as Kirsty turned, leaning on the table and offering him her plastic-covered arse. Dominic guided his cock towards Kirsty moist pussy lips, grabbed her hips, and started fucking my wife in front of me. I finished my meal and sat back to enjoy the spectacle. He was pumping her hard, and I was transfixed as his hands ravaged her huge tits. I didn't notice his partner approaching me until she crouched beside me and started stroking my own hard cock.

"My name's Elaine," she said. "Isn't this wonderful? Just look at my husband's big, hard cock fucking your wife's lovely little cunt. Watch his hands fondling those massive tits of hers. Look at her face. She's enjoying it so much. She's turning into a complete cock-hungry slut. She'll fuck anyone and anything today. And just wait until she fills those plastic pants of hers. Mmmmnm, what a lovely hard dick you have."

Dominic and Kirsty came together and their thrusting slowed, then stopped. He withdrew his cock from her pussy, gave her arse a playful slap, then took Elaine's hand and the two of them sat back down at their table.

"That was amazing," Kirsty told me as she sat back down. It was only then that we started thinking about what might happen next. Kirsty was the first to start articulating our thoughts.

"Hold on," she said, "my tits are still huge from yesterday, and so is your dick." I noted how she had no qualms about saying these blunt words now, instead of her usual euphemisms. "We've taken the pills and eaten again, but they don't need to get bigger still, do they?"

Dominic had heard the question. "Oh, don't worry about that. The pills will maintain the size of your tits but won't keep them growing indefinitely. They have, er, other effects.

"You mean like when you stood up in the middle of the room and farted yesterday?" asked Kirsty.

"Something like that, yes," was his enigmatic reply.

I felt my stomach churning and lifted a butt cheek to let out a fart, but instead found that I needed to shit. "Oh," I said, standing up. "I need to..." but at that moment Anna arrived.

"Leaving us already?" she asked.

"Er, I need to..."

"No," she said, "you stay right here. We're going to have some fun in a minute."

"But..." the turd was pressing against my anal sphincter, and the pressure mounting with every second that passed.

"Oh, come now, let me show you," interjected Dominic. He stood walked over to Kirsty again and turned around. Bending over, he let out an enormous fart close to Kirsty's face. Far from being disgusted this time, she seemed turned on by it. She reached her hands to his buttocks and started massaging them. Then, slowly, a hard, brown turd started to appear from Dominic's anus. Kirsty watched, transfixed, as she continued to play with his arse cheeks. Anna's hand moved between my own arse cheeks and she whispered to me, "Come on Billy, let me feel you do that too."

"Oh, I want to feel Billy's one!" said Kirsty excitedly.

"So do I," agreed Elaine, and they positioned themselves either side of me, their hands on my arse. Anna took our plates away with a smile and a fart. I could feel that my crap was now touching cloth - or plastic - and the excited hands of the two women took turns to feel it, their giant breasts jiggling in front of me as they stood facing each other.

I squeezed my turd out a little further, and the women looked at each other lustfully.

"Hi, Elaine," smiled Kirsty, "I really enjoyed your husband's cock in my pussy."

"Yes, he fucked you good and hard, didn't he?" replied Elaine, and leant in for a kiss. Kirsty and Elaine snogged passionately, then broke off.

"I need to..." began Kirsty, but she stopped and took hold of my hand, guiding it to her arse.

"Ooh, me too!" exclaimed Elaine. I pushed the rest of my turd out, feeling the resistance of the plastic pants, and the two women started rubbing it and pushing it around the outside my arse.

"I want to feel yours," said Dominic to Elaine, and she moved over towards him. I could already see her shit beginning to appear out of her butt as she walked over. Kirsty turned to face me full on, both her hands now on my arse and playing with the shit inside my plastic pants. I reached for her arse too, feeling a hard lump growing between her butt cheeks.

"Oh, Billy, you're a proper, naughty, dirty boy now, aren't you?" she smiled.

"Yes, and you're a very naughty girl for fucking a stranger, right in front of me, at our breakfast table," I replied. "And you're about to get even naughtier and dirtier, aren't you?" I patted her arse and she smiled.

"I want your dick inside me when I do it," she said. "Because then I might get to know what double penetration feels like. Sit back down on your chair," she ordered.

I sat down, feeling the warm cack in my pants squashing comfortably between my arse and the seat. Kirsty opened her legs and straddled me, guiding my rock-hard cock into her wet pussy as she did so.

"Mmmm, the last cock I had in here wasn't yours," she reminded me. She leaned in to whisper in my ear as my hands gripped her arse and found her lump of poo was steadily growing. "I like cock. I love it. There are so many big, hard dicks in this room. I want them all. I want to fuck them and suck them. I want them up my dirty, shitty arse," and she stained to let her poo out, "and I want them between my giant tits." She leaned back a little so we could both once again take in the sight of her massive boobs pressing against my chest. She stained again and the mass of shit in the pants, pressing against my hands, increased in size significantly. It was followed by a loud fart, and she started gyrating her hips, humping my cock. "And talking of tits," she said as we fucked, in full view of the other guests and without a care in the world, "you've got to have a good suck on Elaine's. And you really wanted to fuck that Hazel slut we saw this morning. We should fuck them both. We'll fuck Peter and Hazel senseless. Now, squidge that shit of mine! I want to feel it all over my fucking hot little arse while I screw the shit out of your huge cock!"

Well there wasn't any shit in my cock but I did squeeze out a sizable fart, followed by more poo, while I rubbed Kirsty's warm cack against her arsehole. It wasn't easy, shitting while sitting on a chair in already full pants. But the sensation turned me on all the more and I started thrusting my hips in sync with Kirsty, her huge tits now jiggling around in front of my face as she leaned back, panting and squealing as we neared our dirty climax.

I gripped Kirstys butt as I pumped her pussy full of my cum, and we both sat there for a moment, taking in the situation we were in. Eventually Kirsty dismounted me and we headed towards our room to clean up. On our way out, Anna handed us an envelope.