A Surprise Trip to Amsterdam Ch. 02

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This continues the story of Jo, a teacher from Northern England and 7 of her final year students, on a short break in Amsterdam. All the participants are 18 or over.

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Jo and Arabella almost fell into the taxi that took her back to the latter girls flat, after their impromptu spectacle in a sex club. They felt pummelled into submission, aching all over and sticky with cum, only partly cleaned up in the club. Glancing at each other in the back of the cab, they burst out laughing, mainly from relief at having survived, pretty much intact.

On arrival, they helped each other up to the second floor flat and headed straight for the bathroom. Ripping off the remains of their clothes, they showered together, helping each other to clean off the muck from their bodies and in their hair. Cum was still dripping out of them, in Jo’s case, from her Ass as well. They tried to wash out their aching Cunts, with the shower head, as best they could.

Quickly drying their hair, they fell into Arabella’s bed together and fell asleep in each other’s arms immediately, beyond exhausted.

they woke up about the same time and groaned at the memory of the previous night, the shame and very public humiliation. Gazing at each other, Arabella started giggling, which set off Jo.

“God that was fantastic, I didn’t know, that sex, well, you know.” Arabella trailed off.

“Could be so mind blowing, the best sensation in your life, you mean.” Jo replied.

“Yes, as you say, earth shattering. Those men, hung like stallions and the stamina. Don’t know bout you, but if a man can last two minutes before coming and starting to snore, well that was a good night, but last night, wow. Still, I must get to work”

Arabella jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, shouting, “Make me some coffee and toast love.”

Jo got up and said to herself. “And I’ve got to face those kids, if even a hint of this gets back to school, I’m finished, career over before it even started. What the fuck can I do?”

She had the horrible feeling that the boys, or young men, as they were, in the party, would find a suitable way to make her pay. How could she have been so stupid, to get in the club and perform, never mind letting the kids follow them. Still it was done, couldn’t be undone. It just had to be handled, but how?

Arabella came out as she poured the coffee and buttered the toast.

“Thanks love, I’ve had nothing but cocks and cum in my mouth for over 12 hours.” Arabella, drank and ate as fast as she could and ran out of the house.

“Phone you later about meeting for a post mortem, luckily not a real one, OK?”

Jo smiled and waved her goodbye, as she sipped at hot coffee and nibbled some toast. Then she went into the bathroom, washed and looked at her clothes. Next problem, just a sheer and short cotton dress, no underwear anymore and sandals. She put them on and gasped as she saw herself in the mirror, she looked naked. Her large breasts and nipples were clear to see, you could even see her pubic hair through the material.

No choice, she left the flat and started to walk back to the hotel, trying to cover her breasts as they quivered. Every man she passed, stared, mouth open. The women muttered, “Tart and stupid whore.”

Finally, at last, she reached the hotel and rushed upstairs. Luckily, the two girls she was sharing with were out, presumably at breakfast. Changing quickly into a tee shirt, shorts and underwear at last, she rushed back out to find the others. It had to be faced, so best get it over with.

She found them in the hotel breakfast room and entered to jeers, catcalls and very rude comments.

“Shut up for goodness sake, do you want us to be thrown out of the hotel?” Jo settled them with her best Schoolmistress voice.

They all sat back and stared silently at her.

“Well… well, what?” She asked

“It’s just, we’ve never met a porn star before.” Jerry teased.

“Oh stop it will you. I’m not that, a porn star.”

“You don’t seem to understand, I’m shocked rigid, traumatised. My young life is blighted, I may never recover. I think I’ve got PTSD.” Bill finished.

“You don’t know what PTSD is.” Jo said contemptuously.

“Do, smart ass, Post traumatic Stress Disorder.”

“I can certainly confirm the shocked rigid bit. They were all very rigid last night, quite impressive actually.” Jerry again.

“Sorry, did they give you any trouble?”

“Oh, we can handle them, slapped them down OK.”

“Look, we are not addressing my trauma, what are you going to do?” Bill asked.

“Nothing, now what are we going to do today, canal boat ride as we planned?”

“Yes, all right Jo, we’ll do that. But you can’t just dismiss our psychic trauma. We will all need therapy.” Dave suggested.

” And just what might that be, let me guess?” Jo was getting irritated.

“Oh we can discuss that tonight.”

Jo got up to leave, muttering “That’s what I was afraid of.”

They all joined her and walked bursa escort out of the hotel together, towards the boat they had chosen before. The trip was very good, covering parts of the city they hadn’t really seen before, including a diamond factory. That was something they added to the to do list. Jo wondered if doing her was on the boy’s list, sure it was and top of the list at that. To be honest, her motor had well and truly been switched on last night and initiating the boys into the wonders of sex, wasn’t totally repulsive to her. They were really quite good looking, but the risks of it getting back to school, too awful to contemplate.

Putting it out of her mind, they jumped off the boat and looked for a place to have a beer and sandwich. They all sat round a table, chatting and Jo noticed two hands on her thighs and let it slide, pretending not to notice. In fact, it was definitely enjoyable, dangerously show. If the boys made a move on her, she was not sure she would resist. In fact she was sure she wouldn’t. This holiday was descending into a murky, sordid place, but did she care? Not at all.

They decided on a trip to a diamond factory and were surprised to be let in, it must have been a slow day. They didn’t look like big diamond buyers. It was interesting, seeing the stones being faceted with diamond powder discs. The jewellery in the shop was wonderful, but unsurprisingly, the boys didn’t club together to buy Jo a little ring.

After stopping for a cup of tea, they went back to the hotel for an afternoon nap, then met at 6 for the evening meal. The boys got back on the subject of how traumatised they were, by seeing their teacher, very publicly gang banged. Jo told them to shut up, it was getting boring.

She was handed a package by one of the boys. It wasn’t a ring unfortunately, but a set of four furry handcuffs. The plan for the rest of the evening couldn’t have been more obvious and the two girls tried to slap the boys down, shame them, but it didn’t work. Hands went back to her thighs and under her short skirt. Jo could have dressed more carefully, but she was looking forward to the rest of the evening. Fingers pushed under her thong and stroked her slit, making her wet.

But God she wanted it, if someone had pushed her face down over the restaurant table and fucked her, she wouldn’t have struggled.

They payed the bill and Dave asked,

“You coming back to our room for a drink girls?”

“No we’re not and nor is Jo.” Jerry snapped.

“I’d better go back with them, talk about last night, school, you know.” Jo tried to reassure them.

“You’re not going to talk about anything tart, how could you?” Lucinda challenged her.

Jo didn’t reply, there was nothing she could say. She walked back to the hotel, a hand stroking her ass.. They all got into a lift to go up to their rooms and two hands moved from behind, to grip her tits. The two younger girls sighed and stared at Jo, with contempt. They’d tried to protect her, but she hadn’t wanted protection. When they got out of the lift, the boys and Jo went to their room, watched by the two girls, who gave up and went to their own room, whispering intently.

When they got in the room, the six of them stared at each other, at a loss what to do. Jo broke the spell and reached behind to undo her dress letting it slip to the floor. The boys gasped, her pants were pulled between her labia and the half cup bra, had given up the struggle to contain the 36DD’s.

“Look this is a one off, I mean it. No discussion of it ever, no talk to friends, family, school friends, clear?” there was a pause. “I said clear?” louder this time.

There were muttered yes’s and of course’s, as she reached behind to undo the bra and push down her soaking pants. Standing quite naked, she said “Well”.

Hungry hands fell on her, gripping, probing, pinching, as others snapped the cuffs on wrists and ankles. Her head fell back as she enjoyed the mauling, never having felt so many fingers before. The boys stripped their clothes off quickly and it was an arousing sight. All slim, with good bodies and nice cocks tight against their bellies.

Jo couldn’t help herself, as she dropped to her knees and stuffed the nearest cock in her mouth. She only gave each the briefest suck, but still one shot in her throat and she swallowed, grinning at him. They quickly pulled her to her feet and over to one of the single beds, which had wooden posts at each corner, to cuff and spread eagle her. They just stared, entranced.

“Put a pillow under my ass, it’ll be better, trust me.” And one of the boys did.

Two of them knelt each side of her chest and gripped a breast each, running their cocks over it, then in her mouth.

” Get between my legs and stuff me, please.” She had never felt so horny, surrounded by 5 naked young men, who were going to do everything to her, she would make sure of that.

It also occurred to her, that some of them, must be virgins. Initiating several good looking young men at the çanakkale escort same time, it made her feel so sexy. Familiar pressure between her thighs, she spat out the cock in her mouth. Looking up to murmur encouragement.

“That’s it, put it in hard, do me as hard as you can… That’s it lover, it feels so good, really fuck me.”

The boy entered her to the hilt in one thrust and she bucked and moaned to a first orgasm.

“See what you did, you made me come so fast.” She groaned, as her vaginal muscles milked him dry.

He slumped across her, grinning in triumph.

“Quick, somebody else, please.”

One of the boys who’d been in her mouth, helped his friend off and slipped in. This one wasn’t no virgin. He rested on his arms staring into her eyes, drawing back, he thrust in with all his force, pushing her up the bed, only held by her bound ankles. Back and in again hard.

Jo’s head rolled back and she muttered “Bastard,” As she started to pant and gasp, her body thrashing against the restraints. Oh he knew what he was doing, it was delightful. Arching her body off the bed, she came with a scream.

“Shut up you stupid bitch.” One of them hissed at her.

She just grinned and whispered, “Fuck me.”

“Stick something in her mouth to shut her up,” Bill said and they all laughed, nastily, as he climbed next between her open thighs and straight into her leaking cunt.

Jo moaned appreciatively, round the cock she was sucking and pushed back against the one in her pelvis. The boys grinned at each other.

There was a soft knock at the door and a female voice said,

“We’ve had reports of strange noises, is everything alright in there.”

“Yes, yes, we’re fine, thankyou.” Bill replied.

“Sorry, but I must check myself,” She said.

“No, I wouldn’t come in,” Bill again.

But the key turned in the door and the night manager walked in… “Oh.”

“I did warn you.”

The women looked around at the boys all naked with hard cocks and Jo, handcuffed to a bed, covered in cum and with two boys still in her.

“Are you OK Mam,” The woman asked. Jo spat out the cock.

“Yes I’m more than fine, thankyou, sorry about the noise. It won’t happen again.”

“Yes, Well please make sure it doesn’t, other guests are trying to sleep.”

“You can stay and make sure if you like,” Dave whispered. The girl was very attractive, but she ran out quickly.

“Guys, as we’ve reached a natural pause in the proceedings, I need the bathroom.” Jo asked. They released her and she skipped next door, for a pee and to clean herself off a bit.

When she went back, Bill was swinging a leather belt.

“You’ve got us into trouble, she could have called the police. I’m sorry about this.”

“Oh I quite understand,” Was all Jo could said as she bent over a small table in the centre of the room. She grinned back at Bill as he raised the belt and hit her on the Ass hard. Jo couldn’t help jumping, but she kept still for four further blows.

“Now, are you really sorry?” Dave asked.

“Yes, yes, but if you need to make sure, I’ll understand.”

“Oh no, that won’t be necessary.”

“Pity,” And she winked at him.

She was pushed down onto the table and her legs spread, as her wrists were cuffed behind her. Down to business again, she thought gratefully. Another cock pushed easily into her snatch. Same old same old, but nothing wrong with that. Then of course, it wasn’t.

Dave pulled out and spread her buttocks. taking some of the muck, he coated his cock and spread it around her Ass.

“No, don’t you dare,” Jo hissed.

“Oh but I do,” As slapped her sore Ass hard.

She tried to wriggle away, but his weight lying on her, stopped any movement. Grunting as he pushed at her anus, there was no gentleness, just crude force. She gasped as her anal ring gave way, still sore from yesterday. The boy pushed hard, grinning at his mates, till he ground to full penetration. Then he pulled back and slammed in harder, this really hurt and she started crying for the first time. It didn’t help, just encouraged him, as he upped the tempo, till he emptied deep in her bowels.

Dave went into the bathroom to clean himself, as someone else pulled her roughly to her feet. Andy lay down on his back and she was pulled over and astride him, facing away. Jo hoped she was to be fucked again, but was positioned with her dripping anus, over his cock and pushed down hard by two sets of hands. She couldn’t help but shriek and a hand went over her mouth, to silence her.

Hands under her buttocks, lifted her then pushed down hard, really hard. The evening wasn’t going quite as planned. Then there was a lull, as she was pushed back onto Andy’s chest, still impaled. He reached round to grip her breasts and twist the nipples painfully, as Bill climbed on the bed, pushing her thighs apart.

That was the plan, a double stuffing. Oh well, that was better, she thought, as Bill searched and found her didim escort Cunt. He pushed right in, she was so stretched and full of liquid, there was no resistance. The two cocks found each other with a quarter of an inch of tissue between them. Now that felt really nice, things were looking up.

Andy couldn’t move, so Bill set to pounding her, panting with the effort. The familiar tingling in her pelvis, started to grow. Jo opened her mouth to moan and a cock pushed in, withdrew and another on the other side, replaced it, turn and turn about. She found she could take the full length from both boys, into the entrance of her throat, sucking as hard as she could.

So this was the grand finale, Jo just hoped the boys would come together. Her enthusiastic moaning and attempts to rise off the bed, against Dave’s thrusts, was moving things along. She couldn’t hold it back and as she surged to a titanic orgasm, the spasm in her vagina pushed Dave into coming. The boys in her mouth and yes, They’d pushed in together, soon followed, as Andy pulled her hard onto his cock and came in her bowels. Oh that was good, she was swimming in cum, in her mouth, over her neck and breasts and inside.

Finally she gasped, “Guys, I can’t breathe, please.”

They staggered up, the four boys and Jo, grinning at each other.

“God that was sordid and degrading,” Jo was struggling to speak.

“I should hope so and the evening is still young,” Bill laughed.

” Hey, I agreed to this, rape, assault, what is it? But that’s enough, I’m going back to my room, now uncuff me.”

“You said this was a one off, Jo, well it’s going to be a night for us to remember.

Now let’s have a drink, a shower, clean up, prepare for round two, or is it three.” Dave finished.

He pulled her to her feet and into the bathroom. Pushed into the shower, the wrist cuffs were undone and threaded behind a water pipe, then done up again. What the hell, she thought, this was all getting a bit weird. Everyone tried to push into the shower, impossible. Two boys managed and washed her very thoroughly, then themselves, as an after thought.

“Guys, guys, I’m tired, I want to go to bed, please,” Jo implored when they’d finished washing and drying her.

“Soon, we promise, but this is a once only opportunity you said, right? Well we want to take full advantage.

There were some groans, the boys were exhausted too, but when she was back on the bed, Bill and Andy pushed flaccid cocks in her mouth, for her to fluff. She did her best, anything to get the ordeal over. It hadn’t started that way, but it was a painful endurance test now. Her Ass and Cunt were so sore, she wasn’t sure she could endure any more action. Not that she would get much choice.

She worked her jaw and tongue as hard as she could on the two cocks in her mouth. Andy became hard first and moved down the bed, roughly lifting her calves over his shoulder and piling in to her vagina, hard again. Her secretions had dried in the shower, she moaned in pain, around Bill’s cock and tried to pull away. No chance, Andy held her hard. He was obviously in some pain too and quickly switched to her ass, to finish things.

There was no lubrication at all. Jo shrieked, but Andy continued, roughly. He forced past her anus and deep in her bowels, grunting with the effort.

“Bastard,” She screamed at him and the others hushed her.

Andy carried on ploughing her ass as hard as he could, whilst Bill struggled to fuck her mouth, as she thrashed about in pain. Quickly, both of them came, grunting like beasts.

That was more than enough, Jo wasn’t restrained any more and threw both boys off, with all her remaining strength. She struggled up, reached to pick up her dress, purse and sandals, then rushed past the other boys, without a glance, or a word. Nobody tried to stop or speak to her. They were frankly ashamed of themselves. This girl, or woman, had rescued their school career and got them into Uni, then tonight they’d what, gang raped her. Was it rape, she’d been willing, but that wasn’t an excuse for their behaviour, it was shameful, brutal.

They didn’t speak or look at each other either, but quietly tidied up and went to bed. Despite their exhaustion, a few hardly slept that night.

Jo meanwhile, slipped into her room, where the two girls were asleep, or pretending to be asleep. Despite stinking of sex and with cum running down her legs, she only washed down again quickly and went to bed. Lying awake, the evenings events ran through her mind. What a disaster, holiday ruined, career, probably ruined, a total, bloody fool.

Next morning, as expected, the two girls just ignored her, obviously furious. They got up washed and went down to breakfast, without a word. When they got there, two of the boys were already eating and offered them seats. Lucinda and Jerry ignored them too and sat together, for coffee and a croissant. Finally when the other three boys had come down and they’d all finished, Dave came over to their table.

“Look we’re sorry, but we need to talk, clear the air.”

“No you’re not bloody sorry, it wasn’t some accident, it was all planned, rapists.” Lucinda hissed.

“Yes you’re right, we were just awful, but we still need to clear the air, talk like adults.”

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