The lights in the auditorium go down and the lights on the stage go up. The audience quiets in anticipation.Eight men dressed in evening wear file sil...ntly in, four from each side. Faces expressionless, they take up positions along the outside of the railing. Each man stands motionless between a pair of the railing’s stainless steel supports.Eight young women file in, four from each side. They look almost identical. Same height. Same slim bodies with unlikely large breasts. Same dark hair tied. “You bastard,” I moaned, frustratedly rolling my curled body from side to side. “You bastard, you got me panting like a slut in heat.” Laughing, he lounged. I sucked in my breath, eyes wide and mouth open, shrouding from the animalistic force of his huge black cock’s stabbing penetration. He struck as I was swinging to the left. His searing penetration catching me while I was partially on my side. I clawed at the sheets. Lord he was filling me! He was filling me rarely been filled before! To. The remainder of the conversation was about what was to be allowed and we arranged a safe word so that either of us could call a halt at any stage. Sunday couldn’t come soon enough for me but I still doubted that she would turn up but just in case I assembled a few things I thought I might want even if this was a little outside of what we had agreed on the phone, she was to bring anything that she thought appropriate for this afternoon.Around 3pm I was accepting the fact that Jane wasn’t. After some minutes one guy came to a towel near me and lay down. He was in his forties, average build, moderately hairy and nude. His cock in not huge one, but bigger than mine, smaller in size since he came out of water. His hairs are not trimmed so salt water was dripping on his legs. I pretended to read my book, not saying even hello (usually all guys on that beach are numb like fish so I didn’t want to make an exception). At first he positioned himself on a back, spread his legs wide,.