Holiday in Scotland -- part 2
This story can be read as a stand-alone, but it follows on from the previous story 'Relieving the motorway monotony,' which describes the journey to the holiday cottage.
Jane, Carol, Tom and myself had enjoyed our eventful journey up into Scotland, but were feeling quite weary when we finally arrived at our destination in the early evening. We were spending a few days in a secluded airbnb, just outside a small village in the centre of Scotland, and we could see from our first impressions that it was going to live up to our expectations. It was situated at least a hundred yards from our nearest neighbour, along a narrow single track road that led nowhere else. There were also lots of trees and bushes surrounding the house, so had no worries that our privacy would be invaded, and we'd be totally free to do whatever we wanted, wherever we wanted in and around the house.
We went inside the house, the girls still with very little on below. Carol had already peeled off her shorts and panties after masturbating in the front seat of the car earlier, and Jane had no panties on below her very short skirt, after the show she had given us on the journey up to our cottage.
Inside, the cottage was very rustic. It was an old building, just single storey, but had obviously been renovated very tastefully. There was a modern kitchen with all the items we would need, with a breakfast bar and a separate dining area as well, which had a round wooden table and four chairs inside. There were two bedrooms down a short corridor, with a double bed in each, and each with its own private bathroom. Inside the large living room were a three-seater settee and two armchairs, a 56in tv, and a large fireplace where we could have an open fire, plus a few other items of furniture scattered around. It felt very homely, and we could all tell straight away that we were going to enjoy being there.
I love an open fire, so immediately set to work lighting the fire with the wood stacked on one side, while the others unloaded the car, sorted out the sleeping arrangements, and unpacked their cases. Being Scotland, it was soon turning cool as the evening wore on, but I quickly had a large fire blazing away in the fireplace, which before long had the whole building feeling nice and warm.
Jane had prepared a meal for us all the previous day for when we arrived, so it was soon warmed up in the oven and we sat around the table eating and discussing what the next few days would bring.
"I'm just imagining all the sexy fun we can all have in this beautiful cottage." Jane said to us, between mouthfuls of her shepherds pie.
"Me too," Said Carol, smiling. "I hope you boys are prepared to be used and abused, because I want to make sure that by the time we all go home, it will be as very, very worn out but satisfied people.
By the time we finished our meal, we agreed that clothing would be optional while in the cottage. The central heating was to stay on, Scotland can be quite cold at times, and it would be my job to keep the fire burning as well. We all agreed that everyone should be sexually available to anyone as well, with consent. We were all already very familiar with each other from our sexy evenings spent together at home, but this would take us to a whole new level, and it was obvious to each other that we were all looking forward to it.
It had been a long drive up to the cottage, and we were all pretty tired by the time we finished our meal, so decided to each go to our own beds for the night. Carol and Tom were in one of the bedrooms, with Jane and me in the other. We hugged each other before retiring to our rooms, and I couldn't resist cupping Carols delightful arse as we said goodnight.
"Don't worry." She said to me, "You'll get plenty of opportunity to get up close and personal with every inch of me over the next few days."
I saw Tom grasp both of Janes arse cheeks as he said goodnight to her, and then slowly move his hands up her body until he had one of her huge tits in each of her hands, before they finally separated. I saw him whisper in her ear, and she laughed, then looked at me and winked.
Carol and Jane hugged each other as well, before enjoying a full, tongue twisting kiss together, and a grope of each others body before parting. I watched Carols beautiful arse cheeks swaying as she sashayed down to her bedroom with Tom, before grasping Janes hand to lead her into our bedroom.
"What did Tom say to you that made you laugh?" I asked her, smiling.
"Oh, he just said that he couldn't wait to feel these tits wrapped around his cock. He said he'd been looking forward to one of my tit wanks for days."
"I think he'll be getting a lot more than a tit wank over the next few days." I replied, "But I know how much he enjoys one of those."
"Speaking of wanks," Said Jane, "I need to cum again after our sexy journey up here. Do you want to watch me, or put that talented tongue of yours to good use instead?"
"My tongue is always at your disposal." I said to her, laughing.
"In that case, I need it right now." She replied, before laying down on the bed without getting further undressed, raised her short skirt to her waist, and spread her legs wide for me.
She was already pantieless after our journey here, so I had a delightful view of her shaved pussy, the lips already glistening with damp after her gropes from Tom and Carol, and in anticipation of my tongue working its magic on her.
I knelt on the bed in front of her, but instead of delving straight into her waiting cunt, I took hold of both her legs, drew them together and raised them so her feet were directly in front of my face. I wanted to prolong her pleasure, so started by licking along the soles of her feet, before sucking each of her toes into my mouth in turn.
Over the next few minutes, I slowly licked and kissed her all over her feet, moving gently up her legs, along her shins and calves, and to the back of her knees, moving repeatedly from one leg to the other. At that point, I pushed her legs back so they were pressed onto her chest, spread them, and licked her along both her inner thighs. Only when I reached her brown puckered hole, then her soft hole did I let her lower her legs and she once again spread them as wide as she could.