Paul, a 38 year old Australian teacher

Paul lay naked and exhausted on the sun lounger in the back garden of the Big Fucker house. On the grass lawn in front of him, the other three house mates romped in lusty abandon: Brighton lay on his back, whilst blonde Kelly straddled his face, her little skirt concealing what his mouth was doing. Meanwhile, her vest top was pushed up, so that Sophie, who sat naked astride Brighton’s cock, could fondle and caress the teenager’s titties. Periodically, the twenty-one-year-old brunette would leave ff the younger woman’s breasts to satisfy hr own needs. She wold bounce up and down on the black boy’s cock, her own breasts jiggling excitedly as she did so.

Paul envied the eighteen year old his stamina. Morning fucking with the youngsters had pretty much worn him out. He wasn’t sure he cold take another 60 days of this – if that’s how long he stayed in for.

What had finally done for him was when the two girls had come alongside his sun-lounger and had shared his cock out between their hungry insistent mouths. Brighton had joined in also, sidling up behind Kelly, flipping up her little skirt and taking the blonde eighteen-year-old from behind. He had already been fucking Sophie that morning and was just growing hard again.

Paul had exploded enthusiastically into the faces of the two young students and after that they had taken Brighton onto the lawn for the threesome that they were currently enjoying. Paul noticed guiltily that Sophie still had a glob of his sticky white cum stuck in her hair. That would be bugger to comb out he thought wryly.

At that moment a klaxon sounded, breaking into Paul’s reverie, and a voice came over the speaker announcing:

“You may now enter the Big Fucker house.”

Paul had almost forgotten that they had been ordered out of the house an hour or so ago.

The girls jumped excitedly to their feet, leaving an exhausted Brighton lying on the floor, his black cock sticking up like a pickaxe handle. Paul lazily got to his feet, helped the young black guy up and went to join the girls in the house. He tried to ignore Brighton’s engorged manhood bobbing along behind him.

Inside the girls were marvelling at a new contraption that had been set up in the living room.

“What the fuck is that?” enquired Brighton, gazing at the object that looked like a piece of expensive gym equipment and was made up of tubular metal and plastic coated benches - with handles designed to adjust the positions of its various parts.

The girls seemed equally nonplussed and Paul smiled at their innocence

“It’s a sex chair,” he explained knowledgably. “You get yourself into place and then adjust your position for optimum sexual pleasure.

“I don’t understand,” pouted Kelly.

“Tell you what, I’ll show you,” responded the teacher. “Lie yourself down here.”

He indicated a soft bench structure at above waist height. The blonde teenager lay cautiously on it, pushing down the hem of her little skirt.

“My head’s hanging down,” she complained.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ve got you,” Paul soothed. With hat he flipped up a padded headrest and adjusted it for Kelly’s comfort.”

“This feels kinda relaxing,” smiled the teenager. “What next?”

“Sophie, can you get into a sixty-nine wih Kelly?” Paul asked.

“Sure.” The naked Brit student slid on top of her American colleague, wrapping her thighs around the other’s face and pulling up the hem of Kelly’s little skirt. Paul flipped out some footrests, so that Sophie’s legs weren’t dangling.

“Nice,” smiled Brighton as the two young women began eagerly licking each other out.

“We’re not done yet mate,” advised Paul. “Which do you fancy? Blonde or brunette?”

“I don’t mind,” answered the black youth noncommittally.

“Well, step up here then,” advised Paul, indicating a small step near the ground that brought Brighton’s cock in line with Sophie’s face and Kelly’s ass. Brighton got the idea at once. And, since Sophie’s mouth and Kelly’s pussy were occupied with each other, the young black man slid his length into Kelly’s tight little butt.

Watching the younger three at work, Paul grew rapidly hard again and walked around to the opposite end of the device. He raised a step up a little way behind where Kelly was licking out Sophie, and stepped up onto it. Then, leaning forward, he slid himself into Sophie’s arse and began pumping. On the other side of the two girls, Brighton gave him enthusiastic thumbs-up.

[Editor’s note (which will be removed when all four options are filled): Each thread represents one day in the house. Threads may be long or short, contain plot development, just plain sex, or a healthy mix of both, but the question at the end will always be the same “Who is the sixth contestant to enter the house?”. Then the thread that follows will take place on the following day. To add a thread at this point, begin by answering the question below, with a name and a brief description. E.g. “Pamela, a 35 year old British housewife”, or “Kurt, a 21 year old German porn star”, etc. Then write about their first day in the house with Sophie, Kelly, Paul and Brighton. Happy writing.]