A horny Scottish lass on an outing with the local pipe band discovers she is in more demand than she thought

Fiona Lindsay sat to the rear of the coach, slightly
dreamy and looking forward to her day out. She was with
friends, lots of them. Since her boyfriend David and
she had split quite amicably, she hadn’t really been
looking for a new serious boyfriend though she had to
admit she missed her Sunday afternoon shags with him.
She was 18 and if she hadn’t been Scottish, you would
have called her an ‘English Rose’.

Fiona looked a shy soul. She was slim, blonde with
quite short hair but not to the level of being boyish.
Her body was trim and her breasts were what would be
called “pert.” Her main attribute, she thought, was her
bottom. Rather than the full pear shape of most women,
her bottom was almost boy-like and, for some reason,
boys liked it.

David’s attentions for her had been wandering and their
one night out and one Sunday afternoon in (while his
parents were out each Sunday) had given her a taste for
regular shagging and for cock sucking. She loved a cock
just before it came when it went really hard and then
the force of cum shot out and hit the back of her
throat. Every Sunday, David would give her a really
good shagging and then he would doze off, while she
cuddled down to his soft cock and take around an hour
of gentle sucking to bring him back up to strength so
she could blow him off as an encore.

As she dreamed, the excited chatter of her friends
around her, she was aware someone was looking at her
from the front of the coach. It was Neil Johnston. Neil
was her age and seemed to fancy her. She liked him too.
He looked younger than her, mainly due to his sandy
hair and freckles. He was turned in his seat and he
smiled and waved to her. She smiled back. The trouble
with Neil is by the time he got round to shagging her
she would be a granny! He was so slow.

Fiona snapped back into the present, aware that she was
slightly damp between the legs with all these thoughts
of shagging and cum and she blushed, hoping the damp
patch would dry before she had to dance. Fiona was a
member of the Inverlessie Scottish Country Dance Team
whom along with the Inverlessie Pipe Band, were heading
from their base in Edinburgh to the Inverkeithing
Highland Games just a 30 minute or so coach trip.

Ordinarily, Fiona’s parents would pick her up
afterwards and take her home but her aunt had died in
the South West of England so Fiona was on her own at
home for a few days and was travelling both ways in the
coach. Secretly, she hoped that Neil might pluck up the
courage to come home with her and fuck her brains out
but she didn’t hold out much chance.

She felt quite smart in her red and blue tartan skirt
and white blouse with a matching tartan sash diagonally
across her chest. All the pipe band members, male and
female, wore the same tartan and as she looked around
the coach, she wondered if all the guys were following
tradition and wearing nothing under their kilts.
Obviously the dancers did for practical reasons but
there was no need for the pipe band.

Her eyes looked up and down at the assortment of guys
from those in their sixties and then all decades down
to young early teenage boys and she thought of all the
cocks dangling beneath their legs. She flushed again
and realised she must now have a large damp patch on
her white panties by now.

Neil was standing in front of her and her mind briefly
wondered if his cock was hanging free. She almost felt
like putting her hand up between his legs to check but
realised there was a time and place for everything.

“Glad you’re coming back in the bus,” he said. “Can I
sit beside you afterwards?”

“Of course you can,” she replied. “What normally
happens when we get back to Edinburgh?” she asked Neil.

“Not a lot. I usually go back to my Uncle Rob’s place
and we have a few beers,” was his uninteresting reply.

She looked at Uncle Rob. Rob Campbell’s wife had left
him a couple of years before. He was around 35 she
figured, maybe older, and if you liked guys twice her
age, he was very good looking. His hair was receding
but he shaved it to designer stubble and it made him
quite sexy. Beside him stood his younger brother, who
was called Jack. Apparently, Jack was short for Jackson
Campbell after some film star in the 1980’s.

Now Jack was closer to her type. He was a rough diamond
but was really fit. She loved the way his kilt ran over
his bum leaving a little ledge at his waist above his
bum almost big enough to stand a glass of beer. His
piercing blue eyes and dirty blonde hair made her
shiver. He saw her and winked and she blushed again,
the brief thought of his cock below his kilt adding to
the heat in her cheeks.

“…so we could go back their if you like.” Neil had
been talking during her daydream session.

“Oh fine! Eh where did you say?”

“Rob and Jack have a few of us round after we get back,
‘cos you know he has his own place since Julie left
him.”

“Cool,” she said pleased to be treated as a grown up
and not the mollycoddled child whose parents always
picked her up after an event.

The Highland games went well and Fiona felt on top
form. They came second and the pipe band came third in
their sections so it seemed to be a cause to celebrate.
The weather had held and Fiona managed to get a little
quiet time with Neil. He had a beer and she had a
Bacardi Breezer and enjoyed the little buzz it gave
her. The day flew in and soon it was early evening and
they were on their way home. Neil sat beside her and
gave her a little kiss on the way back. Her heart
fluttered and she so wanted some sex!

When everyone climbed off the coach Neil pulled Fiona
over and said to Rob, “Can she come back too?”

“Do you drink?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said.

“You’re invited,” he said walking away.

Back at the top floor tenement flat were a small group.
There was three of the girl dancers including Fiona,
one male dancer, and the rest were pipers, including
the Campbell brothers. The two other females were
definitely attached to two of the pipers and they spent
most of the time snogging each other’s faces off. The
remaining two guys were friends of Rob and seemed to be
in their late thirties. One guy sat opposite Fiona and
winked at her. He wasn’t that attractive but the way he
was sitting on the floor, Fiona realised she could see
his balls and his cock lying on top of them. His cock
didn’t look too big but she found it very erotic. He
didn’t know she could see until someone suddenly
pointed out that his “meat and two veg” were showing
and he quickly adjusted himself.

Fiona and Neil went an errand for more beer. She had
had about four glasses of wine and was feeling quite
relaxed but very horny and Neil was being quite
forward, kissing her on the lips as they went down the
stairs and actually squeezing one of her breasts gently
before apologising. As he kissed her, she could feel
his cock press against her front and the tent in his
kilt suggested he wasn’t wearing any underwear either.
She was very tempted to grip it but curtailed herself.

When they returned back with the beer, the house had
almost emptied. Only Rob and Jack were there.

“Where’s everyone?” said Neil.

“Och they’ve all got something or someone to do,” said
Rob. “All that’s left are two virgins and two guys who
are over the hill.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” said someone and Fiona realised
it had been her. “Sorry I spoke out loud,” she said,
blushing again.

“When a pretty virgin girl gives me a compliment, I
take it with both hands,” said Rob.

“I’m not…” she started to say then stopped, realising
with wine was talking telling them she wasn’t a virgin
might not be a good idea.

She felt very comfortable with them. No one was being
suggestive to her and no one was coming on to her.
Sadly neither was Neil. The talk was of the day’s
piping and the afternoon’s football results and soon it
was after ten o’clock. Fiona’s mother had phoned and
she chatted away about the day and when she returned to
the room, Rob was sitting up on the back of the sofa
talking animatedly about some goalkeeper or another and
Fiona sat back down. She looked up and suddenly
realised she could see Rob’s cock and balls. His legs
were apart and, as he was at the higher level they were
quite clear. The others sat either side and couldn’t
see the same view.

His cock was huge. It was bigger soft than David’s had
been fully erect. She began to dream again and wondered
what it would feel like inside her, or better still,
spraying cum in her mouth. Rob was talking now about
some dancer he had been chatting up and when she looked
again his cock was getting hard. This beautiful
creature had foreskin which was peeling back gently as
it rose. Rob put his hand under and adjusted it and as
he did, he caught Fiona’s eye and realised she had been
watching. He smiled at her.

“He lads, come up here,” he said, patting the sofa back
beside him. “I want to talk to you about this pretty
young girl.

The guys, all quite drunk, clambered up beside him, not
fully realising that their tackle was on full display
to Fiona.

“What you see here, Fiona,” he said, slightly pulling
his kilt up, “is a selection of Scottish manhood. You
have a mature beast with the equipment and looks to
match, you have a young stud with some experience and a
lot of energy and you’ve got a wee virgin there who’s
not quite sure how to work with what he’s got but he’s
a cutie anyway. Now who would you pick?”

Fiona blushed again. She could see all three cocks.
Only Rob’s was hard, probably because the others had no
idea what he was talking about. She wondered if they
did know, would they be hard too. She felt very wet
down there again.

“I can’t choose,” she said.

“Can’t choose because you don’t want any or can’t
choose because you want all three?” said Rob. He turned
to either side in turn and said,” Guys show her what a
man is made of, open your legs.”

Jack did immediately and she saw his cock jump. Neil
looked on in a mad panic. Rob looked at him, lifted his
kilt and exposed his enormous cock to Neil.

“If I can you can,” he said.

Fiona smiled as she saw Neil, embarrassed as he was
immediately responding between the legs. One minute he
was soft and the next he was rigid.

“Now which do you want?” said Rob.

“All three!”

There was that voice again. She realised it was hers
but wasn’t quite sure what she was asking for. She was
quite drunk, she knew that, but more importantly she
was hornier than she had ever been in her life. She was
on fire inside and the lining of her vagina was
twitching. She so wanted fucked!

Fiona stood up and slipped off her panties. “We’re even
now,” she said sitting back down.

She couldn’t believe what she was doing, it was so out
of character but she also could see three horny guys,
including a very embarrassed Neil and more importantly,
three hard cocks. The thoughts of what was about to
happen made her feel weak at the knees and she felt so,
so dirty!

“Right Neil, go and get some practise and let your
uncles watch you lose your cherry,” said Rob.

Rob was Neil’s mother’s brother. The family connection
made Fiona hotter still. Neil stood up, his cock stuck
out with the kilt like a pelmet, being held up as it
rested on it. He pulled off his white shirt and
displayed a naked chest with a few freckles sprinkled
across it and started to remove his kilt.

“Don’t, said Fiona.

She liked the idea of pipers fucking her and removing
the kilt would shatter that illusion. He walked
tentatively over to stand in front of her and Fiona
leaned forward, lifted the tartan fabric and engulfed
his five or six inch cock in one gulp. He gasped as her
fingers caressed his red haired balls which were tight
to his body and that wonderful scent of man invaded her
nostrils. She sucked and sucked until he screamed for
her to stop.

She did, just as Jack walked over. Jack was a real hunk
and, stripped to the waist his trim, flat stomach had a
trail of hair up to his navel and then a patch on his
chest. His cock was a rod of iron. He was circumcised,
only the second one she had seen. The length was around
seven inches but it felt brick hard in her hand as she
gripped him. Neil stood slightly to the side staring.
Fiona assumed the first time he had seen his uncle’s
cock, and probably the first time he had seen a hard
cock. She engulfed Jack’s dick. The texture was so hard
she hardly felt it was made of skin and she wondered
how it would feel inside her with such firmness.

She couldn’t fit it all in her mouth so concentrated on
sucking the head and top half. Little trickles of pre-
cum flavoured and helped her sucking and, once more she
gripped his balls as she sucked. His blonde hair was
much more copious forming a thick curly mass around his
balls and she loved the feel of the wiriness as she
stroked. He too, asked her to stop as he was close.

“You are amazing young girl and no virgin, I guess,”
said Jack.

Fiona smiled. “Are you hoping to check,” she asked.

“You bet,” he replied.

As Jack stood back, she saw Rob coming towards her.
Jack had obviously seen it before but Neil’s mouth
dropped. Fiona got the feeling that these two brothers
had done a double act with some young lady before, such
was their coordination. Fiona wasn’t good at guessing
but assuming Jack’s was over seven inches, this one
must have been close to ten but it was thick, very
thick!

She stretched her mouth around the head and slid back
his loose foreskin to reveal a plump head. The texture
of this cock was softer than Jack’s. It was still stiff
and erect but it felt spongier. His balls were loose
and heavy unlike the other two and interestingly, they
had been shaved so were very soft to the touch. The
balls filled her whole hand while her other hand held
the brute in her mouth and sucked.

“Fucking Hell you’re a born cocksucker if ever I met
one,” said Rob and he gently pushed the cock in and out
of her mouth.

Both other lads just stood, watching and stroking their
own cocks. Rob withdrew and pushed Fiona back on the
couch, lifting her kilt to reveal her open cunt. He
gently fingered her.

“Christ you’re wet,” he commented, stating the obvious
as two fingers disappeared inside her. “Let’s make you
wetter.”

Pushing her legs wide open and in full view of the
others, he buried his head between her legs and his
tongue slipped into her sloppy opening. She felt his
bristles on her but more importantly, his long tongue
knew what it was doing. He lapped at her, he played
with her little nub and he spread her wider to get
further inside. A firework display went off in Fiona’s
head and someone screamed. She realised it had been
her, as an orgasm washed over her. Never had she come
so quickly.

Rob quickly stripped her naked to reveal her breasts
and Neil was brought over to start sucking on her
nipples. The rough tartan material was very erotic
between her legs, as was his hard cock which kept
slipping around her open cunt. The two older men stood
back to give him some room and he, following his
uncle’s lead, dropped down between her legs and started
slurping. He had none of the technique of his older
uncle and his tongue more or less just slopped around
inside her but it gave her some time to prepare for
what she assumed was to come.

Uncle Rob handed Neil a condom. Neil unwrapped it and
tried, with initial difficulty (they don’t go on easily
when inside out), to stretch it over his eager teenage
cock.

“Are you ok with this?” he kindly asked. “It’s my first
time.”

“I can’t wait,” she replied.

The rubber firmly in place, his cock was pushed between
her legs and, after a false insertion, quickly
disappeared inside Fiona. She gripped his arse under
the kilt and he started to fuck her. Fiona was lost in
oblivion. The hard teenage cock was just like David’s
and it’s eager humping and Neil’s heavy breathing
really turned her on. He kissed her nipples as he
fucked. He was never going to last long but she didn’t
care as she knew more was to come.

The wee lad groaned as his pace changed and his final
three thrusts suggested a nice load of young cum was
filling the rubber inside her. She could actually feel
the pressure as the liquid fired inside to find itself
restricted by the rubber teat. He pulled a dwindling
cock out, the bag on the end showing he had plenty cum
for her pleasure the next time she sucked him off. He
pulled it off and for a moment she was going to ask him
to tip it on her but she thought better of it. As he
sat opposite, Jack came over to the sofa.

Fiona was completely naked and lying back with her legs
bend and open. Jack went between them again and licked
her cunt. She found the idea of one guy sucking where
another cock had been very exciting and she lay back to
give him full access. Rob slipped around and laid his
heavy, semi-hard cock on her face. She took it in her
hand and placed it between her lips. The liquid at the
head dripped into her mouth. As she sucked, Jack took
position and wrapped a rubber on his cock.

He gently pushed into her and the additional size was
most welcome as he slid his full length inside her. His
hands were agile and he kissed her, with both hands
taking a tit each. Rob has stood back again, waiting
his turn. It was so lovely to be kissed and Jack was a
good kisser. His tongue explored her mouth with a
hunger as though it was looking for something to eat
and his hard rod felt really satisfying inside her,
reaching all the way into her body as he picked up
speed.

That growing warmth started up her body again and she
knew another orgasm was on its way. It grew and grew
and Jack, sensing it moved his thrusting to allow his
cock to have more purchase against her vagina wall as
he fucked. That triggered it and the orgasm came with
such frightening speed that she felt like she had had
some kind of drug induced “high.” She grabbed Jack’s
head and forced his mouth hard down on his, her tongue
pushing back into his mouth as she did so. He came
simultaneously and the pair of them collapsed backwards
as his cock slid out and lay with the rubber full of
cum dangling between his legs.

She glanced across and Rob stood with a wicked smile on
his lips.

“Have you room inside for one more? He asked.

She smiled weakly but nothing was going to stop her
being impaled on that monster. Thankfully her
afternoon’s dreaming had left her very wet inside and
she felt she could manage him. Little Neil, by this
time was standing watching and wanking, his cock in his
hand.

Rob asked Fiona down on to the floor and he placed some
cushions under her head. He, like the others, licked
her slightly reddened cunt. He lapped around it and
again Fiona got the feeling that these guys enjoyed
licking a newly fucked cunt. The condom had some
difficultly covering the length of Rob’s cock but it
had no trouble with width. He spent some time before
entry, licking her thighs and her cunt, then traced up
to her stomach and breasts. She enjoys this tenderness
and it helped her return to an eagerness to enjoy Rob’s
cock.

When he entered, his experience showed. He was gentle
and slow. He played around the entrance and gently
teased her to this new width before starting to enter
her. It felt like her first ever fuck. She remembered
the boy at school who probably only had six inches but
the feeling of this alien thing entering her body was
both exciting and scary. The size of Rob was much
greater and felt like she imagined giving birth in
reverse.

He took fully four or five minutes before it was fully
inside her. He then slowly slid back and firth allowing
her to accept the brute, before picking up a little
speed. This casual session was enjoyable and little
ripples passed through her body as the gentle fuck took
place.

Now he was really inside her and his speed picked up.
His kissing was rougher than Jack’s but somehow really
manly. His scent was that of a man. This guys was
probably just five or six years younger than her father
and his big man’s cock was embedded in her teenage
cunt. He licked her nipples, he kissed her again, he
thrusted and sweated as he fucked. Jack watched from
the sofa, his cock half hard but spent but Neil stood
really close, still wearing his kilt and wanking
furiously.

“Come here, nephew,” said Rob as he pushed into her.
“Put your hand between my legs from behind and feel my
balls, then squeeze them and feel my cock going into
her.”

Neil scooted around and did as he was bid. Fiona could
feel his warm hands grip Rob’s cock as it pummelled
her. She also felt his finger slip in alongside it,
waking her wince a little.

“I’m getting close,” said Rob. “Want me to cum in you
and Neil there to cum on you?”

“Oh yes,” said Fiona.

Neil was around at her head, kneeling on the floor
facing her face. Rob was fucking and kissing her.

“I’m going to get cum on you uncle unless you move,”
said Neil.

“Shut up and just do it!” said Rob.

Neil’s cock sprayed a jet of thin cum that belied his
previous ejaculation only thirty minutes or so before.
Fiona opened her mouth to accept it and just as it
fired in, Rob clamped down on her, his tongue sharing
the young lad’s seed. The remainder sprayed her face
and his and she felt his massive organ dump his own cum
inside her simultaneously. The final orgasm for her
came as she pondered sharing a boy’s cum with a fully
grown man. It was just so dirty.

There should have been an embarrassing aftermath with
everyone fumbling for clothes, but Rob’s compliments to
all for the fabulous performances made everyone laugh.

“You’re one Hell of a girl,” said Rob, “and I hope
you’ll give us the pleasure of your cunt again some
time, either together or individually.”

“You bet,” she said limping to the toilet to freshen
up.

And she did!

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