At three in the morning the night air was hanging heavy, and the heat and humidity were making my body slimy to the touch. I rolled from side to side ...rying to get comfortable but it was almost impossible. As I lay there, my eyes closed, I was thinking about Aunt Lydia. My hard cock was in my hand and I was slowly stroking myself, my thoughts focused on the image of Lydia's naked body in the shower, the only shower in our house, the water cascading down over her shoulders and breasts, her. She was smiling again now,obviously enjoying my humiliation. Suddenly, I wanted to beat her.Ridiculous I know, but I was livid at everyone. "Fine," I said, thehumour now totally gone from the room. It wasn't a bit of fun any more,it had turned into a test of my manhood.I sat on the floor and faced my opponent. I looked at her face again, butno longer saw a pretty teenage girl. That had been replaced by the faceof a tyrant, someone who wanted to humiliate me for no good reason.The women. I opened it and giggled. It was a collection of dildos, within 2” difference in size as John, and in different thicknesses too. As well a couple were vibrators as well. There were 6 in all. All different colours too. “Which one do you want to try, baby?” John whispered to me. I really couldn’t choose. I want to try them all. “I can see you can’t decide, so let’s try this one.” he said, pulling a 9” with an extra-wide circumference. It was black and had great veins running the course of the. My cock stayed hard. Roy pushed me over and pushed his dick into Gayle and then came. We took turns fucking each woman for another hour and then the women said they were getting sore. We did not make it back for till the next week. we were all in the pool, we had brought four more friends. We heard some noise coming from the house. We went to the back door and looked in and there was Gayle and Jean and another woman with four large fat men. The men were fucking the women hard. Gayle was on.