Anna the barmaid/waitress

It was Anna from the bar - but she looked different. For one thing, she had changed her clothes, but that wasn't all that had changed. Evidently she had also taken a pink pill and eaten her dinner: her boobs were shockingly huge and threatening to burst out of the large, lacy bra she was wearing. Instinctively my eyes travelled down her body; her midriff was bare, as were her legs. Other than the lacy bra, she wore only shoes and a skimpy black thong. I realised my mouth had fallen open involuntarily so I closed it again, not knowing what to say.

"Hello again," Anna began, speaking in a slow, voice.

"Anna," I replied. Her name was the only thing I could think of to say; at least I managed to acknowledge that I recognised her, despite her changed appearance. To be honest, I was quite impressed with myself that I managed to utter that one word.

"That's right," she answered. "It's Billy, isn't it? Billy, we know it's your and Kirsty's first time here and as you've realised this place is a little different. On people's first nights we like to come and check that everything is ok. Perhaps I could come in for a moment?" Anna pushed the door open a bit wider and stepped inside, and I was too gobsmacked to resist for a moment. I remembered Kirsty in the bathroom and that she would hate to be seen in her current state, and turned to see her peeping round the bathroom door. Anna looked over at her too.

"Oh, I can see you to have been having some fun," the barmaid remarked. "Perhaps I can help you to have a little more?" She turned to me, smiling, and reached down to stroke my hard cock through my dressing gown. "Aren't you a little warm wearing that, Billy? Here, let me help you take it off." And in one smooth movement the gown was gone and my naked, hard cock was on display for all to see. Well, Anna and Kirsty, anyway.

"Oh, that's a beauty," she cooed, stroking the shaft of my cock. I stood there, frozen, not knowing how to react. Nobody had seen me naked before other than Kirsty. Anna squatted down and placed her lips around my cock-head. As she squatted, she let go an impressively loud, long fart that lasted for five or six seconds at least. Removing my dick from her mouth, she sighed and said, "ah, that feels so good. Don't you need to fart, too, Billy?" She looked up at me, doe-eyed, and her hands moved to my naked buttocks, then one hand in between my arse cheeks. "Come on, now," she encouraged. Sure enough, I had a fart ready to go and let rip all over her hand.

"Oh," cooed Anna, looking at her hand and then rubbing her pussy with it through her thong. She looked over at Kirsty, who had taken a tentative step back into the room. "Come here, Kirsty," Anna said softly. Kirsty made no effort to cover her huge tits as she walked over to where we were standing.

"Looks like you have a bit of cum on your face," observed Anna. "Let me help you with that." She leaned forward, extended her tongue, and licked some of my cum from Kirsty's face. Anna's hands started exploring Kirsty's boobs, and she kissed Kirsty on the cheek where she had just licked the cum from. Kirsty looked nervous, but Anna held her gaze and moved in for a kiss on the lips. Kirsty didn't exactly reciprocate, but neither did she resist. I could tell she was turned on by this, but equally horrified at the thought of lesbian action - it was always something that had disgusted her before. Their kiss lingered, their mouths gradually opening wider and I could see their tongues were busy exploring one another's mouths. Kirsty was no longer resisting; she allowed her arms to reach around Anna's body as they continued to embrace, their four huge tits pushing against each other as they craned their necks to continue their kiss.

Eventually, Anna broke off and turned to me, but I could see one of her hands was on Kirsty's arse. Anna said, "Well, aren't you going to join us, Billy?" I stepped forward to join their embrace; one hand on each of their bums. Anna and Kirsty each had a hand squeezing one of my arse cheeks, and their other hands were sharing one of their arses with me. My dick stood proud in the middle of our embrace, but I couldn't see it because of the four massive breasts that were in the way, being squeezed together as our tongues played games in the middle; one moment I was snogging Kirsty, the next, Anna, and then I was watching as the two of them made out.

"Well, this is all good," observed Anna, letting rip with another enormous fart and showing no shame. "Ah! But I think we should get down to some serious fucking now. Billy, you're the one with the giant cock. What are you going to do with it first? I can tell you've had your way with Kirsty's lovely little arse from the shape of her anus when I slipped my fingers inside." Anna held her fingers up, then sucked them. "Mmmmm! And obviously you've done a bit of tit-fucking, and presumably something a little more traditional. But Kirsty said on the booking form that your relationship is completely monogamous and you were both virgins when you married - so perhaps it's time you spread your wings a little? Come on, Billy, I'm asking you to fuck me." As if I needed that explaining to me.

I looked at Kirsty. I had never screwed anyone but her. Now I was being encouraged to be unfaithful with this beautiful, big-titted, confident bargirl right in front of my wife. Kirsty just smiled back at me, clearly aroused and keen to get on with whatever we were about to do. I turned to Anna.

"I think Kirsty needs her pussy cleaning out with that tongue of yours," I said to Anna, "and meanwhile I'll screw you silly from behind."

Anna looked completely unabashed. "Very good, sir," she said, and she guided Kirsty into position on the bed. Kirsty opened her legs wide, revealing her juicy pussy to Anna. Anna slipped out of her thong and bent over, her tongue immediately setting to work on Kirsty's cunt as Anna put her arse in the air, revealing her own gleaming fuck-hole to me. I moved in behind her, took hold of her hips, and for the first time ever slipped my cock into someone's pussy other than Kirsty's.

I couldn't tell who's ecstatic groans were whose as I gleefully fucked Anna from behind and she skillfully tongued Kirsty's cunt. Our antics were only interrupted every so often by one of us breaking wind. I alternated between holding Anna's hips as I fucked her, and reaching forward for those amazing tits of hers, still struggling to break free from that lacy bra - the only piece of clothing that any of us were wearing. Eventually I unclasped the bra at the back and allowed those tits to break free, so I could better feel the hardness of Anna's nipples as my cock ravaged her welcoming, tight pussy.

I still hadn't come yet when I decided I was bored of fucking Anna's cunt, withdrew my dick and placed it between her arse cheeks at the entrance to her flatulent shit-hole instead. Anna paused in her efforts on Kirsty's sex just long enough to say "Oh, you naughty boy" and returned her attention to Kirsty as I slid my cock into Anna's arse. It was tight in there and I was already close to coming. Anna didn't seem nearly as worried about all this as Kirsty and I guessed she'd had anal sex many a time before, so I had no qualms about ploughing on and thrusting further and harder into Anna's shit-hole, until my cock was buried balls-deep in this stranger's arse.

Anna had managed to get Kirsty to climax about four times by the time I finally shot my load of cum into the barmaid's rectum. By that time, Kirsty was sitting up on the bed, watching us and fingering her pussy. Occasionally, when she was about to fart, Kirsty would move her fingers to her butt-hole before letting rip - then she would sniff her fingers and offer them to us to smell as well. At long last she had got the taste of the fart fetish that I had always harboured but never had the courage to tell her about.

Anna stayed a while longer. The three of us fucked in all kinds of positions and combinations. At one point, while Kirsty and I were fucking each other, Anna produced a sex toy from one of the bedside drawers and slit it into her cunt. She masturbated to the rhythm of our fucking and came at almost the same time as us, and when we had finished she pulled the toy out of her pussy, came over and slid it straight into Kirsty's cunt without wiping her own pussy juices from it first. She showed Kirsty how to use the toy and I watched as my wife screwed herself with it, me occasionally sucking on her giant tits and occasionally tit-fucking Anna, getting a blowjob from her, shagging her straight or sodomising her.

"Right," Anna said at last. "It seems you're settling in well. Breakfast is at 8am tomorrow, we'll see you then." She put her bra and thong back on. "Oh, and I'd suggest you just wear dressing gowns to breakfast," she added with a little smile on her face. "I don't think your normal clothes will fit, and the other guests won't mind. I'll leave you two love-birds to it for now. Don't forget to sleep, you'll need your energy tomorrow!" And with one final fart, she left the room.

Kirsty and I stood together after Anna left. Our eyes locked and I could tell we were both still horny. We started to kiss and I fondled those huge jugs once again. I sat on the edge of the bed and Kirsty straddled me; I sucked on her tits and then we fucked yet again our bodies heaving and by cock spewing as big a load of cum into her pussy as the first time we had fucked that night. But we were tired and, having collapsed on the bed, we allowed ourselves to begin to doze off.

As is usual for us, Kirsty fell asleep first, and I watched her doze peacefully; those giant tits heaving, her pert arse occasionally emitting a fart, even in her sleep. I could hear some noises from some of the other rooms - ecstatic grunts, yelps and squeals as the other couples in the hotel screwed each other senseless. I decided I couldn't sleep while all the noise was going on, so I decided to do what I usually do first when I arrive at a hotel - check out the TV.

I found the remote and hit the "power" button, being sure to press "mute" as soon as I could so as not to wake Kirsty. But looking at the channel listing, I couldn't find any of the normal channels. There were a hundred or so channels we could watch, but every one of them - every single one - was showing porn of some kind. Assuming this was just what was shown during the night, I hit the "guide" button to see what was scheduled for tomorrow. It was porn, porn and more porn. Then I spotted another set of channels, numbered from 1,000 upwards. I flicked on to one of those, but all it showed was a dark room. I flicked onto another, and it showed a couple fucking in a hotel room not unlike ours. The woman had massive tits and the man had a huge cock. He paused his fucking for just long enough to let out an enormous fart, before he resumed his frantic screwing.

The couple next door were still fucking, I could hear them through the wall. I worked out what their room number was, added a thousand, and selected that channel. Suddenly the noises I could hear through the wall were in perfect sync with the picture on the TV - a man with a large dick arse-fucking his massive-titted wife. I turned up the sound just slightly and, yes, the noises coming out of the TV were exactly the same as what I could hear through the wall.

Inevitably, I then input our own room number - and there I was on screen, staring back at myself, gaping at my massive dick and the gigantic tits of Kirsty sleeping peacefully behind me. I turned the TV off, settled back onto the bed and drifted off to sleep, wondering how many of our fellow guests had been watching our antics on TV that evening.