I woke up in our holiday cottage, my memory cleared and began to refresh my head of where I was. We had arrived late last night, the key to the front door was hidden under a plant pot. We were told where to look for it by the owner over telephone when making the booking. My husband Ralph, brought our bags in. One for our son Jordan aged 12 and our daughter Sophie aged 9 which he put in their bedrooms.
As I lay on my back, still in bed, I felt something between my legs. But being half asleep I didn't pay any attention to it. Last night Ralph and I had a quick look around before turning in. I thought about the cottage's kitchen which was very old in its design but fitted with modern white goods. Lots of hand carved wooden spoons with intricate work adorned the kitchen's back wall. The spoons were very old and made from dark wood. Almost all had a love heart carved into their handle at some point.
Underneath the spoons was a framed bit of text giving some history about the cottage. Being tired after the drive to get to the cottage, I hadn't read the text but did notice it mentioned the site the cottage had been built on what was a place of worship used by indigenous tribe of Druids before the Roman invasion had taken over.
I felt something touch higher up my thigh, but as Ralph had gone out shopping with the kids and left me to rest, I dozed off and fell asleep. He would be gone for a few hours I knew as everything went black.
I dreamed about the living room which had lovely white leather couches and armchairs, thick warm carpet, a massive TV on the wall and also some much larger carved spoons (where they actually spoons? I wondered in my sleep) put up on hooks to mount them on the wall. I looked enviously at the large TV wishing we had one that big at home.
Then without warning I was looking at the large carved wood items supposed to spoons on the wall. A note pinned beneath them described how these 3 ancient relics had been found when digging the foundations of the cottage in the 18th century.
They are thought to be Druid ritual or spiritual artefacts. After I dreamed about reading the description, the 3 wooden shapes floated around my head in my dream. The first one had a long thin body or handle with carvings of 2 tiny arms and 2 tiny feet with a spoon type head which elongated to a curved spike, almost like a tongue. I felt a warmth run through my body and pleasure radiated into my extremities causing tingling in my arms and legs. I grinned in my sleep unaware where the pleasant feeling emanated from.
The second wooden artifact now floated into view. This also had arms and legs carved into the body of the handle slightly bigger than the previous one. It may have been a serving spoon as the bulbous head was larger than a desert spoon and had an unusual protruding rim mid way down its girth.
"What an odd item."
I thought as the feelings of relaxation and pleasure ran through my body.
The third piece of wood floated in front of my face as I dreamed. Then I felt a feeling I knew. A feeling I'd had before, but not for some time. Being asleep I could not put my finger on what the feeling was.
As I looked on, the handle of the third wooden spoon appeared to grow thicker and longer.
"Its very phallic. "
I giggled.
A foreskin seemed to appear on the end of the spoon's handle which was now as big as a porn star's piece. I remembered Time Team on TV. The ancients are known for producing archaeological items with large sexual organs. I paid no attention to the large thick oak blackened wood penis shaped handle and spoon head resembling a pair of balls.
The feeling of pleasantness ran through my body continuously. It was coming from between my legs. As I stirred and started to wake up, I realised my legs were wide open. My black panties were handing off my foot as I looked up and saw them dangling. Something was massaging my slot and working on my clit. The pleasant feeling I'd been having was the build up to an massive orgasm.
As my back arched uncontrollably and I cried out in pleasure, I did not know how or what had got me off in such a wonderful way. I shuddered repeated on my back in bed as the rubbing on my slot continued. I felt another orgasm approaching and quickly looked between my legs to see what was happening.
"Was I dreaming?"
Was the first one of the Druid wooden love spoons holding my flaps apart with its dainty arms and legs while the big soft head of the spoon licked my clitoris like a big wet tongue.
Is that spoon alive I pondered as I saw it move and maintain its grip on my inner and outer lips. I saw the second spoon appear, walking on the edge of the duvet like a robot just as the second orgasm arrived.
"Oh shit! Oh shit!"
I called as my back arched up once again this time my bum lifted up too. As I blacked out and my eyes spun backwards in my head, the second spoon positioned itself sticking upwards directly beneath my puckered anal entrance. As my orgasm passed my butt dropped directly onto the second spoon's head and it penetrated my asshole up to the rim around the middle of the spoon, that I had wondered about when I saw it on the wall.
I felt my body juddering as I was pushed downwards repeatedly by an invisible force. The rim expanded and pressed open my bum hole and without warning popped deep inside my back passage. As I was bounced up and down on the spoon in my bum the tongue of the spoon on my pussy continued to work its magic. I had never had anal sex before and I realised I was enjoying it. But I had always stopped Ralph because I didn't think I would like it. I felt a bit guilty.
"This is some dream!"
I thought a I felt a third orgasm brewing up inside me as both spoons worked on me. This time after I came I felt myself rolled over and all the small spoons from the kitchen appeared on the bed and worked on my tits and nipples. Pulling and squeezing them causing pleasure and delight. The third spoon with its phallic handle was positioning itself behind my love chute. Large wood hands came alive and gripped my hips. Short strong legs stood on the bed. All the attention on my tits meant I didn't notice being on all fours on the bed with a massive druid penis ready to enter my vagina.
Then I felt the lips of my privates get pressed inwards and then opened by a wide hard thing. Before I could say;
"What is that?"
