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“Fancy a lift home, girls?” They looked up to see the grinning face of the boy who had been standing at the Bar ogling them. It was now nearly eleven and the party for their girl friend & her family, who were leaving for Australia, had almost come to an end. Couples were making their farewells and drifting off home. Both girls had been drinking quite heavily but Mary could always hold hers better than Jean. “What d’you reckon, Jean?” asked Mary, “It’d save a cab fare” Jean giggled with the effects of too many vodkas, “ If we ain’t going to have another drink, s’all right by me” she slurred. Mary looked at the boy, “Yeah – OK – but no funny business” “Where d’you live?” “On the Estate” “OK, come on then, I’m Reg” he explained by way of introduction, reaching for Mary’s hand. They went outside the Pub and he led them to a large white van, “Room for three in the front” he explained, opening the passenger door. The girls climbed into the high cab, Mary first. Jean let out a shrill chant, “I can see yer knickers, I can see yer knickers” “Shut up, Jean” Mary retorted, as she tried to pull down the thigh-length skirt “You’re pissed” “And your knickers are up your bum” giggled Jean. Reg appeared alongside them in the driving seat and started the engine. He drove off and after about five minutes Mary exclaimed “This ain’t the way to the Estate” “It’s the pretty way” relied Reg, his hand squeezing her thigh. Mary sighed, So this was the way the evening was going to end- like so many others. Soon they were clear of houses and approaching the Industrial Estate. Reg pulled the van into the entrance of a long derelict factory and shut off the engine. He turned to Mary, “You wouldn’t want to go home without thanking me properly, would you?” he said with a sly grin, putting a hand around her back and pulling her towards him. He leant forward and kissed her. Mary responded, not because she had expected it, but because she hadn’t been kissed by anyone for over a week and it seemed a good idea. No sooner had their lips met than she felt his hand on her thigh – well above her knee. “Hey, watch it” she exclaimed, “I didn’t say you could do that” “You didn’t have to” he said as his hand reached the crotch of her panties, “I can feel you’re hot for it” Before Mary could reply, there was a chuckle from beside her, “He’s trying to touch your pussy, ain’t he?” said Jean, “You watch out, he’ll be in your knickers before you can say ‘Climax’”, and she leant across to see what Reg was up to. “Shut up, Jean, don’t be so bloody crude,” said Mary crossly as she felt the warmth of his hand resting on her mound, and decided it wouldn’t do any harm. “Don’t be spoil sport,” complained Jean, “Let him have a feel” and she turned round to kneel on the edge of the bench seat. “I could help you” and she reached out a hand to the prominent curve of Mary’s left tit, her fingers slipping easily between the blouse buttons and cupping her bra. “There you are, Reg mate,” Jean mumbled in a tipsy singing voice, “I’ll take the high road if you’ll take the low road – and she’ll have a cum quite quickly” Mary was astounded by Jean’s behaviour, for the girl had never shown any signs of fancying anything other than men. As Jean squeezed her breast, Mary moaned, prompted by the simultaneous feeling of Reg’s fingers stretching aside the leg of her panties so that he could stroke the bush of hair beneath. “You really shouldn’t” Mary gasped unconvincingly to no one in particular, parting her legs for him. Jean had managed to lift the bra and was now pinching the nipple. The effect was to make Mary flood into her panties and onto Reg’s fingers as they probed her cunt with a brutal lack of finesse. Mary’s arousal heightened as he concentrated on where he was fingering her & Reg muttered that he had a raging hard on. Before he could object, Jean’s spare hand stretched out and fumbled in his crotch, “I’ll hold it for you” she said. Reg decided that in her drunken state she might hurt him and obliged by unzipping his jeans and easing out the rampant organ. Jean gave a triumphant shout, “It’s a bloody whopper, Mary, and I’m going to eat it” So saying she released Mary’s tit and fell across her friend's lap, her head lowered to locate the weapon with her mouth. The action pinned Reg’s hand between Mary’s thighs and caused him to thrust three fingers deep into her cunt. Mary was now past caring and her head fell back as she wallowed in the pleasure of his coarse sensual exploration. She’d only just finished her period and it was a while since a man had touched her there. Jean’s lips closed round the uncircumcised head of Reg’s prick and she began to give it the attention Reg needed. After a few seconds she came up for air, “For fuck’s sake do something for me too, Mary” Mary looked down at her lap and found her gaze focussed on her friend’s rounded bum, inadequately covered by her short skirt that had ridden up to her waist as she had leant over to reach Reg. Her arse was bare, with the thread of a black thong deeply embedded in the crease Mary had never explored another girl, but her hand started stroking the firm cheeks, progressing into the soft recess between until she could feel the wetness of her friend’s cunt. Now it was Jean’s turn to moan as she resumed her task with gusto and made Reg realise that he wasn’t going to be able to stand this sort of attention much longer. To her surprise, Mary found that exploring Jean was making her feel even more aroused and coupled with Reg’s assault on her cunt, she knew it was not going to be long before her body succumbed to the inevitable release she craved. She could feel the wetness flooding between her thighs as the three invading fingers thrust in & out of her creamy passage. “That orl’right?” Reg’s voice was sounding a bit hoarse as Jean’s mouth clamped onto his prick & he felt the rising surge in his groin. “Yeah” gasped Mary, “But be gentle – it’s sensitive down there” Mary’s fingers were deep in the crease of Jean’s thighs, scrabbling at the soft flesh and making Jean hump her arse every time she was touched on the tiny hard nub of her clit. The thong was stretched so tight that Mary’s fingers ached and she moved them up a little, finding the tight ring of puckered muscle on the girl’s arse. “Go on then” came a muffled voice from the region of Reg’s crotch. One of Mary’s lubricated fingers pushed into the tight orifice and Jean wriggled sensuously as she felt herself being invaded from behind. Reg started to groan ominously and his hips lifted off the van seat as the seminal dam broke and he exploded violently into Jean’s open mouth. The sensation made his fingers twitch inside Mary’s overflowing cunt and she too gave a loud cry as her orgasm detonated wildly. Jean’s mouth filled with the warm semen and she lifted her head slightly as her hand continued to jack-off the swollen monster that had delivered the massive dose she held in her cheeks. Drunkenly she tried to speak and the sticky liquid poured out onto Reg’s jeans,”I wasn’t expecting another drink” she muttered as a final spasm splashed semen in her face, adding “Some dirty fucker is stuffing my arse but when I’ve had a pee I’m going to sleep, so he’s bloody had it” “JEAN” screamed Mary, “Wake up…you’re not in bed – get a grip, you stupid cow” She sensed her warning was too late as she felt Jean's muscles relax. The hot wetness soaked into Mary's skirt, running down her bare thighs and saturating the van seat. On and on it went as Jean writhed under the intimate invasion of her most private orifice. Reg’s hand withdrew from between Mary’s thighs and, holding it to his nose, he exclaimed, “For fucks sake, the drunken slut’s pissing all over us” Mary had to admit that the warm sensation wasn’t that unpleasant, although the strong urine stung her tender cunt. Reg lifted Jean’s head from his lap and opened the van door. He slid to the ground and zipped up his wet jeans before telling Mary to slide from under Jean and get out as well. With great difficulty Mary managed to avoid pushing Jean onto the van floor and extricated herself out the driver’s side. Reg caught her as she slipped on the high step and grabbed her. “We could have done without your bloody mate’s antics” he exclaimed angrily. “She did you a favour all right though, didn’t she?” countered Mary. “Yeah, I s’pose so, but you could have done that – once you’d finished reaming your girl friend” “Well, it’s too late now” she said, trying to avoid pressing her saturated skirt against his jeans, “And I’m bloody soaked” Reg bent down in front of her and before she could stop him, he had grasped the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to her ankles, “Let's get them off” he growled, lifting her feet in turn and throwing the wet bundle across the waste ground. “What the fuck d’you think you’re doing?” shouted Mary. “Making sure you don’t go home frustrated,” he rejoined, thrusting a hand under her skirt and roughly gripping the hairs of her bush. “Not any more, please, you’ve made me sore already, you clumsy bastard” Reg didn’t comment, but forcibly turned her round and pushed her down against the van step. “Hold on to that” he ordered as he lifted the wet skirt over her wet bum, “Let’s see if you can take what you gave to your mate” and he undid his jeans revealing that he was rapidly growing again. He stepped closer and prised the cheeks of her arse apart as he thrust the wet tip of his prick against her arsehole. “No, please” Mary whimpered, “Not there….I’ve never done that before” “Then put it down to experience” he grunted selfishly, pushing hard against the tight ring of her sphincter. The dregs of his sperm lubricated the entrance enough to penetrate it without causing Mary too much pain, but she bucked as she felt him enter her. Surprisingly he managed to slide about half of his eight inches into her and began to thrust hard. Mary had been determined to escape his strong hold, but as the movements continued she felt a growing sense of desire and took one hand off the step to feel her cunt. She inserted two fingers into the slippery cleft and quickly matched his movements as she headed rapidly towards another climax. It came in a rush, taking them both by surprise. Her arse jerked backwards, forcing him deeper inside and she cried out with ecstasy as her orgasm erupted. Reg didn’t cum but he gave a great satisfied moan as she pushed against him. He withdrew as quickly as he had entered, giving her bare cheek a sharp slap that left red finger marks. “Ooooow” she shrieked, “That hurt, you bastard” “Bollocks” he retorted doing up his jeans, “You had a another cum – and you loved it” “Can I go home now?” Mary pleaded, feeling that her body had been ravaged more than enough for one night. “I s’pose so – there’s fuck all else to do, although I’d like to have poked your mate if she wasn’t so bloody drunk” “And fast asleep” giggled Mary, climbing back into the van and pushing the recumbent form of Jean towards the passenger door. Reg climbed in a started the engine, driving off quickly and heading for the town’s big Esatate. At Mary’s insistence, he dropped the two girls at the end of one block of flats and drove off. Jean had woken as the cold night air hit her face and she grinned stupidly at Mary. “I’ve had a great sexy dream,” she said, “All about giving head and being fucked up my arse” “Just hold my arm and make sure you keep quiet when you go indoors” replied Mary as she led the girl to her front door and found the key in Jean’s bag, “I’ll see you in the morning” Mary walked slowly to her own door about fifty yards further on and let herself in quietly. She went to her room and stripped of the remainder of her clothes before flopping into bed, oblivious of the strong sexual odour and smell of pee that pervaded her lower body. What a bloody night she thought as she drifted off to sleep.