Second Day - Sarah's Fun

The first text came at 11:30 AM.

Sarah was lounging in the tent, butt naked and nothing else, when her burner buzzed. The message was short and direct: *"Got your card. We're a group of five. We want you."*

She raised an eyebrow, a slow smile spreading across her face. *"All five at once?"*

*"If you can handle it. Our tent is white and has a St George flag on it"*

*"I can handle it. See you in 15 mins"*

She set down the phone, her heart already starting to race. Five of them. The thought made her pussy clench with anticipation. She set off to look for the tent and found it , quite a big tent, and went inside and saw five men. All different. All hard. The first was tall and lean, with sandy hair and a boyish face. He looked like he could have been a surfer, all easy smiles and sun-kissed skin. The second was older, maybe forty, with grey at his temples and a weathered face. He had the look of someone who'd spent years working outdoors. The third was young, barely out of his teens, with dark skin and nervous eyes. He was already hard, his cock straining against his shorts. The fourth was built like a rugby player—broad shoulders, thick neck, arms covered in tattoos. He didn't bother with words. He just grinned, his eyes roaming over her naked body. The fifth was the biggest of them all. He was tall, easily six-four, with a shaved head and a beard that reached his chest. His hands were the size of dinner plates. His voice, when he spoke, was a low rumble.

"Hey, glad you came, we weren’t sure if this was a joke or something" the sandy-haired one said.

"Oh, I’m defo real, I’m here now"

They didn't need to be told twice. their cocks already hard and ready. The tent was cramped with all of them inside, but they made it work, arranging themselves around her like wolves circling prey. Sarah lay back, her waist bag on the side next to her, spreading her arms and legs. "Take turns. Be gentle at first. I want to feel all of you."

The sandy-haired one went first. He crawled between her legs, his cock pressing against her pussy. He pushed in slowly, letting her adjust, and Sarah sighed, her eyes fluttering closed. He was long, reaching deep inside her, and he fucked her with a steady, rhythmic pace. He fucked her for a few minutes, building a rhythm.

“Fuck, she’s nice and tight, guys”, and it wasn’t long before he groaned and emptied his balls deep into Sarah’s pussy, she felt the hot rush of spunk hit the inside of her pussy and groaned. He stayed inside her for a moment, kissed her and pulled out, the spunk flowed out of her.The young one took his place. The young one was thinner, but he was eager, his hips snapping against hers. He fucked her hard, his breath ragged, and Sarah reached up, pulling him down for a kiss. He responded hungrily, his tongue sliding against hers. He fucked her nice and hard, the guys cheering him on and it wasn’t long before he emptied his balls deep into her pussy, mixing with his friends cum already there. He caught his breath and kissed her and gave each of her tits a kiss too, pulling out a large stream of cum ran out of her pussy.

The older one came next, his cock thick and curved. He pushed into her pussy, and Sarah gasped at the stretch. He fucked her slowly, deliberately, his hands gripping her hips.

"Fuck, your so full of spunk," he said. "Taking all of us like a good little whore."

"Fuck me harder," she said.

He did. He fucked hard and fast, grunting and groaning, and it didn’t take long before he moaned and emptied his balls deep into her wet sloppy hole. He stayed firmly up her pussy, leaned back, admiring the view and played with Sarah’s tits, then pulled out. The tattooed man took her next. He was thick, almost too thick, and she moaned as he pushed into her sloppy well used hole. He fucked her hard, his balls slapping against her, and she came, her body convulsing. He didn't come, but pulled out and then came the biggest one. He was massive, the biggest of them all, and when he lined himself up with her pussy, Sarah wanted it. She needed it. He pushed in, and Sarah moaned. He stretched her in ways she didn't know were possible, filling her completely. He fucked her slowly, letting her adjust, and then he picked up the pace, his hips slamming into hers.

"Jesus, you’re big" she moaned.

"You can take it," he grunted.

She did. She came again, her body trembling, her pussy clenching around him. He kept going, driving into her, and she came again, and then again.

"Turn over,"

She obeyed, getting on her hands and knees. He pushed into her pussy from behind, fucking her hard. The young one moved in front of her, his cock pressing against her lips. She opened her mouth, taking him in, and he fucked her face while the other fucked her pussy. The taste of him was salty and warm, and she sucked him eagerly, her tongue working his shaft. She felt fingers probing her arsehole, and then he pulled out of her pussy and began pushing into her, filling her arse. She was full, completely, utterly full, and she loved it. She came again, her body shuddering, her mouth full of the young one's cock.

"Fuck, I'm going to come," the young one said.

She doubled her efforts, sucking him harder, and he came with a cry, his cum flooding her mouth. She swallowed it all, every drop, and pulled away, gasping for breath. The biggest one pulled out and he knelt over her, his massive cock in his hand, and stroked himself. She opened her mouth, her tongue out, waiting. He came with a groan, his cum jetting across her face, her tits, her stomach. It was a lot, more than she'd expected, and she felt it running down her skin in warm rivulets. When he was done, she lay there, covered in cum, her holes full, her body trembling. Another guy knelt next to her face, stroking his cock and hot jets of spunks caught her on her cheeks , nose and chin, she was covered from head to toe in spunk. She sucked both of the cocks that had plastered her with spunk and then the five men surrounded her, breathing hard, their cocks softening.

"Fuck," the sandy-haired one said. "That was incredible.".

Sarah sat up, “That was fantastic, thanks guys”, she took out a wipe from her bag and began cleaning herself up, threw them into the waste bag they had and left. Cum running down her leg, A few people had passed by the tent and had seen Sarah getting nailed by the guys and smiled at her.

The afternoon sun filtered through the canvas of the tent, casting everything in a warm, golden glow. Sarah lay sprawled across the pile of blankets, her body still humming from the morning's activities. She'd cleaned up—mostly—but there was still a sheen of dried cum on her thighs, a reminder of the five men who'd used her.

Sarah had been lounging outside their tent, catching some sun, a few guys had walked past and chatted, making small talk, just giving her body a good once over with their eyes, but nothing came of it. After a little while her phone buzzed.

*"Got your card. We're in the nudist area too. Tent with the blue flag. Come find us."*

She sat up, a slow smile spreading across her face. Two more.She didn't bother dressing. She just grabbed her bag, her skin warm in the afternoon sun, and made her way through the camp. The nudist area was quiet, peaceful, the only sounds were the rustle of leaves and the distant murmur of the festival. She found the tent easily, a large, blue canvas structure with a small flag fluttering from the top. It was pitched in a secluded corner of the clearing, hidden behind a cluster of oak trees. She approached, her bare feet silent on the grass.

"Hello?" she called softly.

The tent flap rustled, and a head poked out. The man was in his thirties, with a rugged face and a thick beard. He smiled when he saw her, his eyes roaming over her naked body.

"You must be the one with the cards."

"I am."

"Great, please come in"

She crawled inside, and the tent was bigger than she'd expected—roomy enough for three people, with a pile of sleeping bags and blankets spread across the floor. The second man was already inside, lying back on the blankets. He was younger, maybe late twenties, with a lean, athletic build and a cock that was already half-hard. The bearded man settled beside her, his hand finding her thigh. "I'm the one who texted. He's my mate. We've been looking for a bit of fun."

Sarah smiled, leaning back on her elbows. "You found it."

The younger man reached out, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw. "You're beautiful."

"So are you." She leaned in, kissing him softly, her tongue brushing against his lips. He responded eagerly, his hand sliding into her hair.

The bearded man moved behind her, his hands finding her tits, kneading them gently. She sighed into the kiss, her body responding to the dual attention. They took their time, exploring her body with their hands and mouths. The younger man kissed his way down her neck, her chest, taking her nipple into his mouth. She gasped, her back arching. The bearded man moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down her stomach, finding her bald pussy. He spread her thighs, his tongue finding her clit, and she moaned, her hips bucking against his face.

"Fuck," she breathed. "That's good."

He lapped at her, his tongue working her clit in slow, deliberate circles. The younger man moved up, kissing her again, his cock pressing against her thigh. She reached down, wrapping her fingers around it, stroking him slowly.

"I want to taste you," she said.

He moved into position, kneeling over her face, his cock pressing against her lips. She opened her mouth, taking him in, her tongue swirling around the head. He tasted salty and warm, and she sucked him eagerly, her hand working his shaft. The bearded man continued eating her pussy, his fingers sliding inside her, curling against her walls. She moaned around the cock in her mouth, her body trembling.

"I'm going to come," she gasped, pulling away from the younger man's cock.

"Come for me," the bearded man said, his tongue flicking against her clit.

She came with a cry, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching around his fingers. He didn't stop, lapping at her through her orgasm, drawing it out until she was limp and trembling.

The younger man lay next to her and pulled her on top of him. She felt his cock pressing against her pussy, slick with her wetness, and she slowly sank down on his rock hard cock, right to the hilt.

"Fuck," she moaned. "Fuck, yes."

She fucked him slowly at first, her hips riding his cock, his hands gripping her hips. The bearded man moved behind her, his fingers probing her arsehole, lubing her up with her own wetness.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Hmm, fuck yea"

He pushed into her arse, and Sarah gasped. The stretch was intense, the feeling of being filled in both holes at once overwhelming. She was full, completely, utterly full and she loved it. They fucked her in tandem, their rhythms syncing, their cocks sliding in and out of her in perfect harmony. She moaned, her head dropping forward, her body rocking between them.

"Fuck, you feel good" the younger man said. "Taking both of us like a good little slut."

"Fuck me harder," she demanded.

They obliged, their pace quickening, their hips slamming into her. The tent was filled with the sound of their bodies meeting, wet and rhythmic. She came again, her body shuddering, her holes clenching around them. The younger man was the first to come. He buried himself deep in her pussy, his cum flooding her, hot and thick. She felt every pulse, every spasm, and it pushed her over the edge again. The bearded man followed, his cum filling her arse, thick squirts of spunk deep into her bowels. She felt both loads mixing inside her,and she collapsed forward, her body trembling.

They pulled out, and she rolled onto her back, her chest heaving. The younger man moved up, his cock still hard, pressing against her lips. She opened her mouth, taking him in, tasting herself on him. She took turns sucking them both clean. They all lay in the tent, sweaty, Sarah’s holes full of spunk and the bearded man offered her a bottle of water, which she gladly accepted. They made small talk, all naked, lots of touching , Sarah stroked their cocks and they all grabbed her tits, stroked her bald pussy, they both kissed her in turn, sucked her tits, Sarah loved the attention as always.

After a while the younger guy said, “hey babe, come and give me a wet, deep blowjob would you”. Sarah smiled, the young man spread his legs and Sarah lay between them and began to kiss his balls, lovingly, licking them, then up his shaft to the tip, he was hard within a few minutes. She wrapped her lips around his cock and began to work his cock like a pro, deep slow, wet strokes up and down his shaft. His hand found her head.

“Fuck that’s good”, he groaned, the bearded man watched as Sarah serviced his mate, touching her ass, fingering her holes, Sarah groaning at the attention. Sarah sucked the younger for a good 15 minutes and he began to groan and he came, his cum flooding her mouth, and she swallowed it all , tasting his spunk and groaning, she carried on sucking him slowly, which made the young guy gasp as she continued sucking. After a few minutes, she pulled off his cock which was going limp with a wet pop.

“Jesus, that was amazing”, he gasped.

“Good, come one you’re next”, Sarah smiled and looked at his bearded man, and she shifted between his legs and began the same procedure. He was already rock hard and she immediately wrapped her lips around his shaft and began sucking him slowly. He lay back and groaned as he was expertly sucked by this whore. She worked his cock and after a good 20 minutes, he groaned and emptied his balls into her mouth, thick streams shot into Sarah’s mouth and she kept sucking, once he had stopped , she swallowed the lot and carried on sucking for a few minutes more. His cock now going limp, and she stopped, sat up and wiped her lips, smiled.

“Nice loads guys, thank you, well if you want some more action later or tomorrow, you’ve got my number”. Sarah gave them each a kiss on the cheek, got up and crawled out of the tent, her body aching, her skin sticky, and made her way back to her own tent. She collapsed onto the bed, grabbing some more sunshine, what was left of it. Reached for her phone and checked for any messages, which were none.

She put on her sunglasses, lay naked in the sun, pussy and ass full of cum, a great afternoon.

The sun was now beginning its slow descent when Sarah's phone buzzed again. She was still sprawled naked on her blankets, she saw the message.

*"Got your card. I'm in the campsite near the east entrance. Red tent, just me"*

She smiled, stretching lazily. The day was beginning to go slightly dark, and her body was far from done. She didn't bother cleaning up—the dried cum on her thighs was a badge of honor, a reminder of everything she'd taken so far. She grabbed her bag and headed out.

The east entrance campsite was a sprawling maze of tents and caravans. She found the red tent easily enough, tucked between two camper vans. A man in his thirties was sitting outside, nursing a beer. He looked up as she approached, his eyes lighting up.

"Well hello gorgeous"

"Hello back" She sat down beside him, her dress riding up her thighs. "You wanted some fun?"

"I do." He set down his beer, his hand finding her knee. "This is new for this event, never had this type of offering before."

"Then let me make it memorable."

She led him inside the tent, which was small but tidy. She pushed him down onto his sleeping bag, straddling him. She was already wet, her pussy slick with todays offereings. She guided his cock to her entrance, sinking down onto him slowly. He gasped, his hands flying to her hips. He was thick, filling her nicely, and she rode him with a steady rhythm, her hips rolling against his.

"Fuck," he breathed. "You feel incredible."

"So do you." She leaned forward, kissing him, her tongue sliding against his. She rode him faster, her clit grinding against his pelvis, and she came with a soft moan, her pussy clenching around him. Sarah rode him hard, both of them groaning, it wasn't long before he groaned, pushed deep into her pussy and his cum flooded her pussy, hot and thick. She stayed on top of him, letting him fill her completely, before pulling off.

“Fuck, that was good, thanks”, he said panting, his cock wet with her pussy juice and cum.

"You’re welcome, text me if you want more," she said, kissing his cheek. She slipped out of the tent, already checking her phone for the next message.

*"Got your card. I'm in the van near the entrance. White van, back doors open."*

She found the van easily, the back doors hanging open. A man was sitting on the edge, his legs dangling, a joint in his hand. He was older, maybe forty, with a weathered face and kind eyes.

"Hey, you the one," he said.

"I am." She climbed into the van, the space cramped but cozy. He closed the doors behind her, the dim light casting shadows across his face.

"I want to fuck your arse," he said, blunt.

Sarah smiled. "Sure, I’d love you too"

She bent over the mattress in the back of the van, her arse in the air. He spread her cheeks, his fingers probing her arsehole, lubing her up with his spit. She felt the head of his cock pressing against her, and she pushed back, taking him in. He was thick, and the stretch was intense, but she welcomed it. He fucked her slowly at first, letting her adjust, then picked up the pace, his hips slamming into her arse.

"Fuck," she moaned. "That’s nice"

He smashed her ass slow and hard and it wasn’t long before he came inside her arse, nice huge spurts of hot cum splattering the inside of her rectum, Sarah smiled as she felt his release. She stayed bent over, letting him finish, then pulled out, her arsehole gaping. He gave her ass a little spank

"Fuck that was good, thanks babe" he said.

"Your welcome" She kissed his cheek and slipped out of the van.

The third message came as she was walking back through the nudist camp, a few wolf whistles came her way, she smiled and waved at them.

*"We’re in the woods past the Healing Field. Follow the path, look for the hammock."*

She found him easily, a young man, maybe mid-twenties, with a lean build and a cocky grin. He was lounging in a hammock strung between two trees, naked as the day he was born.

"Well hello there" he said.

"Hi" She approached, her eyes roaming over his body. "What would you like?".

"I’d love your arse and mouth."

She smiled. "Sounds lovely, how do you want me?"

“How about up against the tree, lean over”, he gestured towards the nearest tree.

She walked over without a word, just a smile on her face, hands on the tree and leaned down a little. He was hard already, and she reached behind her, guiding him to her arsehole. She sank down onto him slowly, he groaned.

"Fuck," he breathed. "That's nice"

He grabbed her hips, her arse clenching around him, and he fucked her slowly, going balls deep with each stroke and with increasing urgency. When he was close, he pulled out, pushing her onto her knees onto the soft grass below.

"Open your mouth," he said.

She obeyed, kneeling in front of him, her mouth open, her tongue out. He stroked his cock, his cum jetting across her face and tits. She caught what she could, swallowing eagerly, then licked the rest off her lips.

"Fuck," she said, breathless. "That was hot."

He grinned, collapsing back into the hammock. She wiped her face with the back of her hand, a satisfied smile on her lips, cleaned herself up with some wipes from her bag and headed back toward the nudist area.--

The fourth message came just as she reached her tent.

*"Got your card.Would love some fun, I'm in the camper near the west gate. Green camper, solar panels on the roof."*

She found it easily, a small but well-maintained camper van. The door was open, and a man was sitting inside, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He was older, maybe fifty, with grey hair and a rugged face.

"Hello my lovely," he said.

"Hello back" She climbed inside, the space warm and inviting. "What do you want?"

"Your arse." He set down his whiskey, his eyes dark and intense. "And I love cumming in there"

She smiled, turning around, bending over the small table. His fingers began probing her arsehole, He knelt behind her and began to rim her asshole, pulled her cheeks apart and tongued her shithole deep. Sarah groaned, she loved being rimmed, he lubed her up with his spit. He stood up, his cock hard from the rimming and he teased her hole with his cock and then pushed into her slowly, letting her adjust, and she gasped at the stretch. He fucked her with a steady, deliberate rhythm, his hands gripping her hips. She moaned, her body rocking with his thrust.

“Fuck, you’ve got a nice ass, going to love filling it up”, he said, as both his hands cupped her tits and played with her nipples. He fucked her ass slow and steady, stopped short from cumming a few times, he wanted to ensure a big load was left in her ass. His strokes slow and deep, he was thoroughly enjoying her ass around his cock.

“Fuck, baby, gonna cum”, and within seconds he groaned deep and his body jerked as his cum flooded her arse, hot and thick. She felt every pulse, every spasm, and she smiled and groaned at each spurt of thick nut juice. She reached between her legs and played with his balls, squeezing them, he groaned hard from the reach around she gave him. He stayed firmly up her ass and pulled her up, his hands still cupping her tits and he kissed her neck. When he pulled out, Sarah turned and sank to her knees and began licking his cock slowly from his balls to the tip, her eyes fixed on his, watching his reaction. His cum leaked out of her ass and dripped onto the camper floor beneath her, her ass gaping. He watched her as she licked his cock like a utter pro. Smiling at her. Once his cock was nice and clean, she stood.

"That was great." she said.

"Thank you." He smiled, his hand cupping her cheek. "You're something else."

She slipped out of the camper, her body aching, her ass full, and made her way back to the tent. The sun had set and night was in full effect, Carrie and Laura were back and asleep in the tent, she cleaned herself up, brushed her teeth and climbed into her sleeping back and fell fast asleep.