With a smile, Sinead then took my flaccid cock in her right hand and felt the weight of it, moving it around slowly and carefully in her cool, pleasing palm. The fit Irish lass then raised my cock high, and let it slap loudly and comically back down on my balls. She then picked it up and let it drop again, like she was determining how much life was left in it.
“You’ve got such a big willy,” Sinead said with a smile. “But it’s like a strand of overcooked spaghetti…limp.”
“Can you get it back up, Sinead?” I asked, sounding almost like a family member enquiring as to whether a loved one could be brought back from the dead.
“I’ll try, lad,” Sinead said with a smile. “There are a few other girls that want to get on too. Emer will fucking kill someone if she doesn’t get a jump on your pogo stick!”
As the other girls watched while drinking and chatting to each other, Sinead fondled my limp, cider-splattered member gently, pleasingly peeling my wet foreskin back to reveal my purple cock-head. Sinead then slid her hand up and down the shaft of my cock, and I started to stiffen ever so slightly.
“Good lad,” Sinead cooed as she saw me engorging. “Good lad.”
With a smile, Sinead then dropped her head and took me in her mouth, her long red hair now fanning out all over my bare torso and groin. The fit Irish lass took in my swelling head and then moved down the shaft. I shuddered with pleasure and excitement. Sinead didn’t get close to taking it all, but she worked her head furiously up and down as much of my shaft as she could.
I soon got hot and very worked up, turned on by being blown by one girl in front of so many others. I watched with unbridled joy as Sinead’s flame-haired head bobbed up and down enthusiastically between my luridly spread legs. The Irish girl’s technique was great, with her tongue flicking around my head, and then her lips sucking hard up and down the shaft.
Then, after a few minutes of Sinead’s expert and very generous sucking, my huge cock stiffened completely, and I was once again ragingly and excitingly erect. I was well and truly ready for more.
Sinead drew her head back from my cock with a slurping pop, stood off to my side for a second, and then pointed at my hard cock with a big smile. The remaining Irish girls yet to fuck me all cheered and clapped appreciatively.
“Okay, I’m getting on, lad,” Sinead said with a smile. “I’ll try not to hurt you!”
“You’re so beautiful,” I said with a sincere smile. “Do whatever you want to me.”
“Thanks, lad,” the gorgeous Sinead said quietly.
With an obvious and attractive agility, Sinead bounded up onto the rock and gracefully straddled me, almost like an equestrian easily mounting a horse. She moved around searchingly and soon positioned her vulva right above my cock-head. With a soft grunt, Sinead’s lips opened and she bore down on me.
Sliding up and down on me, Sinead leaned forward alluringly, letting her big, bare, firm breasts dangle into my waiting mouth. I licked and sucked at her large, pink areolae and nipples, working them with my tongue until they stiffened.
I kept enthusiastically at Sinead’s beautifully hanging breasts like a starving man attacking fruit dangling from a branch. Her flesh tasted sweet, and her quiet moaning and groaning was a major turn-on.
Sinead came a few moments later, her body slumping only slightly on top of mine. She then planted a sweet, warm kiss on my lips. The fit Irish girl mouthed the words “Thank you”, and then gracefully dismounted me, moving skillfully off the flat rock, and then back towards her post-coital pals.
I sucked in a few hard, deep breaths, and looked down to happily see that my cock was still hard. I looked up and gulped, however, when I realised it was finally the bigmouth behemoth Emer’s turn to have her way with me.
With a wicked smile, the heavy-set Irish girl vigorously wiped her mouth, and then inconsiderately threw her empty bottle into the nearby ocean with a splash. This instantly made me dislike her even more.
The big Irish lass lumbered toward me, the thick folds of fat around her midsection wobbling and jiggling as she walked. Emer’s large, sloppy breasts literally slapped together, swinging back and forth like a clock with two pendulums. The fat on her thighs moved around like two large bowls of jelly. There was nothing hard or angular on Emer, except for her attitude.
I’d had many hot, sexy, wonderful experiences with considerably bigger girls – real BBWs – but Emer was close to being one of the largest women I’d ever fucked. She was big, and I’d never seen a huge, lolling belly like hers on a girl before.
I was slightly nervous about the big lass climbing on top of me considering her size, and she was a deeply unpleasant character as well. Of this group of Irish party girls, Emer was definitely the one I would have opted out of being fucked by.
“Get ready to get fucked, lad!” Emer barked to a chorus of laughs as she lumbered toward me. “I bet you’ve never had one as big as me!”
“I’m ready for you,” I said good-naturedly, not wanting to piss the enormous Emer off. “Jump on! I’ve been waiting for you! You talk a lot…let’s see how you fuck.”
“Ooooh, you cheeky little fucker,” Emer said with a big laugh, and pushed her curly blonde hair back from her face. “I like it! You little Aussie fucker!”
Smiling like the cat that ate the cream, Emer struggled up onto the rock, and then literally rolled her big, lumpen form on top of me. I felt Emer’s warm, soft flesh all over me as her breasts splayed right across my chest and then hung down over my sides. I could smell the booze, vape smoke, and body odour all over her. My cock softened ever so slightly.
Grunting and groaning with the effort, Emer then pushed herself up with her hands, and sat up on my stomach. I grunted as I took her weight, and Emer then got up on her knees, breathing heavily the whole time.
Once she was up above me, the big Irish girl grabbed my erect cock aggressively and then guided it harshly into the thick folds of her deeply buried vulva. I felt softness, wetness and warmth, and I knew I was inside her.
“Oh, yeah…you fucking bitch!” Emer bellowed at me. “You are getting fucked, lad! You are getting gang-banged, bitch! By a bunch of girls!”
Emer then proceeded to bounce and jump all over me, her breasts banging together and her belly slopping up and down. Emer’s pussy, however, felt amazing, almost silken in its touch. I felt her enormous butt slamming down onto my balls, and I thrust back toward her with as much power as I could muster.
“Work it, bitch,” Emer grunted. “Get that willy up me!”
I continued to thrust away, hopefully pushing Emer to an orgasm so the weighty lass would pull herself off me sooner. After what seemed like an eternity, Emer finally began to moan and whimper with more force, and I realised she was about to climax.
With a loud shriek, Emer’s flabby body convulsed, and she came, soft flesh jiggling everywhere, and sweat dripping off every inch of her corpulent frame. Emer bucked a few more times and then suddenly stopped with a big sigh. Without even looking at me, she hauled herself messily off my sweaty body, and then almost slid off the large, flat rock.
“You’re big, but I’ve had better,” Emer muttered as she walked away, her heavily dimpled butt cheeks almost twerking with the movement of her body. “You’re nothing special.”
Unquestionably insulted by Emer’s scathing comments, but glad to have the blowsy, heavy-set bigmouth off me, I propped myself up on my elbows and looked to see four more girls in the line. Emer’s unpleasantness had stopped me from getting anywhere near coming, so I was exhausted but ready for more.
Two of the girls then moved hesitantly toward me. Both were barefoot, blonde, and wearing short summer dresses, which made me assume they’d already removed their underwear underneath. They seemed a lot more uncertain than the other girls, who had all fucked me gleefully and without a hint of hesitation.
“I’m Louise,” said the first girl quietly in a thick Irish accent, and then pointed at her friend, “and this is Shannon. We just want to jump on you for a few seconds, yeah?”
“Oh, okay,” I said, slightly confused, and smiled. “Yeah, whatever…I’m not really in a position to argue, am I?”
“No, I think we’ve got you safely outnumbered,” Shannon said with a smile. “You might lose your bollocks if you do anything too cheeky. The girls are in charge here, lad.”
“We’ve both got boyfriends,” Louise explained with a frown. “But we’ve talked about it, and we really want to feel your willy inside us. It’s so big…”
“My boyfriend’s a great guy, but his willy is only small,” Shannon added. “I feel really bad about this, but I really want to feel yours inside me, just to see what it’s like and all. I’ve never been with a lad as big as you.”
“We don’t want to come or have too much fun,” Louise said. “Getting your willy up us is bad enough, but we just want the experience, you know? Of having one so big?”
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked, and lightly fondled my cock to keep it upright. “You won’t regret it?”
“I’d regret it if I didn’t, I know that,” Louise said with a sigh, and then climbed up onto the rock.
I only have two real rules when it comes to my sordid, seamy sex life: I don’t mess around with girls under eighteen, and I don’t fuck married women, or even women in relationships. I try to stick by these rules, even if it means missing out on a fuck now and then.
I’ve never broken the first rule, but I’ve been forced to cross the other line a few times, and I never feel good about myself afterwards. In the middle of being gang-banged by ten drunken Irish girls, however, I didn’t feel the time was right for moral outrage.
Louise slid herself slowly onto my cock, and then stopped, simply sitting still with me inside her. Her pussy was appealingly slick and tight, and I would have been more than happy for her to grind her way to an orgasm on top of me.
“Oh, my god,” Louise said. “It feels huge inside me…oh, my god, it’s almost like I’m being fisted!”
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