It was lovely laying back in the bath being pandered to by Tom and Thelma who were, as usual naked because they didn't like their good clothes splashed. Thelma was paying meticulous attention to my pert breasts, finding grime in the pigmentation around my nipples. It was so ingrained she was using her fingernails to remove it. I tried unsuccessfully to ignore the funny feeling it was giving me. I didn't have to worry though because Tom, Thelma's current beau, was using soapy fingers to intercept the tit messages in my vagina and anus. That was then passing messages to my brain which simply stated, 'The lady needs fucking.' My gyrating hips were causing giant storm-like waves which were over-flowing the bath water. It was great fun. They were taking great pains to take my mind off the ensuing Fuck-Fest which I was about to star in. For the very first time in my life I was to become a celebrity!
Later on in my bedroom, Thelma became my Lady-in-waiting. My dresser extraordinaire. She started by powdering my entire body with talc, which made me sneeze because I had more of it up my nose than anywhere else. She is obsessed with my vulva, the attention she paid to it was exciting. My rectum she lubed with Vaseline, having had me bend over the bed while she paid diligent attention to that caper. When I waggled my bum in her face, she smacked it and then apologised and kissed it in that order. She removed the excess Vaseline around the orifice with her tongue. I have noticed that trait in her, she don't like to see anything go to waste, bit like my Mum was really. In a way I was glad she wasn't around to see what was happening to me, but then again, she may have been proud of me.
Finally Thelma gathered the hem of the ceremonial gown and dropped it over my head. It was a complete white silk shroud with just a hemmed hole to put my head through. It fell to about two inches off the floor. She placed the Klu-Klux-Klan like hood over my head. There were no seeing holes in it, but I was able to see through the material. I looked at myself in my dressing table, it was eerie, weird even. I shivered and I felt my pussy liquefying. The reason why I was dressed like this suddenly frightened me. I could still feel her fingers as if they were still inside me and knew there would be lots of bigger things pushed inside me and I would not be allowed to say, 'No, thank you, I do not want that.' Was it an excuse to try and follow in my Mothers footsteps? Would it have been her and Daddy taking me to the Fuck-Fest to be gang-banged tonight? Deep in my heart I wished it was so. I wish I had known them both sexually as I now knew Aunty Thelma and Tom. Why had Daddy not taken me? Fucked me? Aunt Thelma and Tom told me he had wanted to.
The journey to the Fuck-Fest was almost an hour. I sat in the back of the car with my wrists held behind me in handcuffs. There was an elasticated gag made of white silk in my mouth. Thelma had kindly rubbed it into her pussy before placing it into my mouth. Tom had gone under the gown and kissed my pussy and my anal button before leaving the house which I thought was civil of him. He mumbled something about lots of long hard pricks which I thought was uncouth and chose to ignore. It made my anus spasm, all the same.
The drive to the house was lined with cars and Tom drove around the circular approach and parked at the door. The house was in total darkness which I thought odd. The door opened wide to emit bright light. Four men came out in livery uniforms and took my arms as soon as I stepped out of the car. Nothing was said. I was their honoured guest.
I was almost frog marched into a huge hall, my mask made everything look ghostly. There were dozens of people in the hall and I could plainly see that they were all naked. Men and women of all shape and sizes and colours. I was fascinated by the sizes of cocks on display, the black guys in particular. If there was a queue to be issued cocks then these guys must have been the first to get the biggest and the best. I was conscious of the sensual body odour in the room. They had started without me, already couples were having sex in various corners, some same sex unions. I saw Tom getting his bum felt by a big tall guy. There was no sign of Thelma. I was on a platform in the centre of the room, similar to a boxing ring without the ropes. Huge lights illuminated it. My guards remained around me, keeping me standing for all to see. All the windows in the place were draped with thick black curtains hence the darkness from outside. The room was stifling, but I was shivering. I was glad no one could see my fear. I was so brave at home with Thelma and Tom. Now, I was scared shitless! Some of the cocks I was looking at, that men were holding and gesturing at me were huge! So long! So thick! The bulbous heads were wet and glistening. These guys were forming into a rind around me, more and more were joining it as time went by. I realised that these were the volunteers to be picked to fuck me. The figures came back to me. My Mum took 34. Thelma, if I remember rightly took 28! I shuddered. I think I also brashly said I hoped I would do better.
The place went suddenly quiet and a door opened. My guards moved to the four corners of the rostrum and turned inward towards me. Almost immediately my bladder started to feel uncomfortable. I had gone before I left home, but that was about two hours since. Already I was a nervous wreck.
A male came into my view wearing a blue robe accompanied with a female in a red robe. They were both wearing masks. They mounted the rostrum and stopped in front of me. The outer room lights was dimmed. Two naked women appeared at my side. My arms were taken and I was told to kneel. One of the women went forward to the man and took out his penis and started to stroke it until it was fully erect. When she stepped aside I saw it was black, about ten inches long and thicker than most I had seen.
