I was touring Scotland and enjoying the solitude. But one thing I wasn't enjoying was the lack of female company, especially wrapped round me in bed. A long relationship had just broken up and I was back to the solitary bedtime pleasures of my faithful right hand 

Dusk was falling, I was on road miles from anywhere when I saw a "Bed & Breakfast" sign at the start of a track that wound up a hill to an isolated farmhouse. I headed up the track and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and there she was. She looked late twenties, a few years younger than me, a wild-looking beauty with tousled blonde hair down to her shoulders. Almost involuntarily my eyes explored her body. She was a big buxom girl in a loose grey woollen jumper bulging over a well-stacked top deck. Down below she was in faded blue jeans so tight they looked is if they had been painted onto her curves and shapely legs. After several days of getting no closer to a woman than pictures in porn, I felt as if an electric shock had hit me, starting between my legs. More than that, she ran her eyes over me and I saw a look in them that hinted there might be more on offer than just a room for the night. For a few seconds, we just stood there staring at each other. Then I heard a gruff voice from behind her.  

"Who is it, Fiona?" A man appeared behind Fiona. 

He was a slim, wiry, tough-looking man with greying hair and a short grey beard, I’d guess in his early fifties. I explained I'd seen their notice. I soon learned he was the girl’s father, Alex, that there was a room available and that my company was more than welcome in their lonely house.  

"Go and show him the room, Fiona," Alex said, gesturing toward the stairs. "Then join us for a drink. It's getting late."  

I followed Fiona up the stairs. All the way up my eyes were locked on her tight blue jeans taut over her well-rounded bottom swinging above me and showing the outline of her panties. The room was simple with a double bed, a wardrobe and an en-suite bathroom, all I needed. As I stood there looking around the room Fiona went to the window, turned her back to me, and bent over to look out. Her jeans tightened over her backside.  

"You get a very good view from here," Fiona said, swinging her bottom, and rubbed her denim-clad thighs together that erotic way girls do. 

There was just enough daylight to see the hills against the deep blue sky. But right then the only view I was looking at was Fiona's taut blue denim-clad backside, and the only hills I was interested in were the two hills bulging under her jumper. Fiona stood and turned to face me, with her legs ever so slightly spread.  

"You were looking at my bottom weren't you?" I felt my face start to turn red.  

Before I could think of anything to say she reached down to the front of her jeans and unzipped them. Her jeans sprang open to reveal white cotton panties with an embroidered top hem. She spread her legs further, hooked her thumb over the waistband of her panties and pulled the front down far enough to display a neat bush of brown cunt hair. She thrust her hips forward toward me.  

"Touch my cunt!" she gasped.  

Almost involuntarily I slid my hand down between Fiona's spread legs and cupped my palm over her sex mound. Her cunt hair felt deliciously coarse against my hand, and her bush was wet with her juice. She moaned softly and lifted the front of her jumper. Her big breasts were slung in the skimpy cups of a white bra. My hands moved up from her pussy to explore them.  

"When Daddy's out tonight," she said excitedly, "can we? It's been so long. Oh please."  

I guessed she didn't get much chance with men in this isolated house. She said her father would be going off in about an hour to the town for a drink with his mates, and he wouldn't be back till the small hours, if he didn't spend the whole night out. She told me she was on the pill "just in case" and she wouldn't get pregnant. It had been ages since I'd had a woman. I certainly wasn't going to turn down what this frustrated, lustful blonde sex bomb was offering me.  

We went downstairs. By the time I had fetched my things from the car, Alex was ready with a bottle of a good single malt for our drink. I learned from him that his wife had died a couple of years before, leaving him a widower. After what seemed an eternity of frustrated waiting he left. As soon as the noise and lights of his ancient car had faded down the track Fiona and I were up in my room.  

We were wrapped round each other instantly with Fiona's arms round me, her lips against mine, her big soft breasts squeezed against my chest and the peak of my erect penis jutting into her soft belly. My hands started round her waist then slid down her back to explore her big soft bottom before I unzipped her jeans and got my hand down inside her panties again.  

We disengaged ourselves from each other only to undress each other. We were both frantic. Fiona's hands were trembling and she was whimpering with excitement as she fumbled with the buttons of my shirt. Fiona was nude first. Her naked figure was every bit as good as I'd imagined. Her big round breasts swung heavily and deliciously sensuously with her movements, and her deep red nipples were already peaking with arousal from the pink circles of her areoles.  

She squatted down naked in front of me to pull my blue cotton briefs down and off. Almost as soon as my erect penis bounced out Fiona slipped her lips over my knob. With her lips catching the corona ridge of my penis she rolled her tongue across my nozzle and tickled my frenulum. I could have taken any amount of that! I grabbed her head and tried to push my cock further into her mouth. But mercifully she stopped and looked up at me.  

"That's what men like, isn't it?" 

Before I could manage an answer we were both on the bed wrestling naked together. In our frantic lust-fired romp our hands and lips must have explored every inch of each other's naked body in every foreplay position.  

Soon Fiona was whimpering and trembling with the excitement of arousal. She rolled off me onto the bed next to me, spread her legs wide and folded them up so her knees were near her shoulders. Her vagina was gaping wide, glistening with her juice and with her inner labia poking out. She reached up her arms toward me and in between her excited gasps moaned softly:  

"Want you! Want you!" 

I got down between her spread thighs. I gently prodded her excited labia with my penis head, savouring the moment. Her big breasts were quivering with her excited breaths. Her tousled blonde hair was spread over the pillow and she had a hungry look in her eyes. 

Then I was on top of her in the valley between her folded-up thighs with my penis in her full length. Her naked body under me was soft and warm against mine, her vagina was warm, wet and tight round my hard shaft, and my pubic hair was entwined with hers. My lips and fingers must have taken Fiona to the height of arousal and the brink of orgasm. She grunted and squealed as I treated her to the thrusts of my hard, hungry pumping muscle. I like girls who're noisy during sex.

She climaxed after just minutes of my rhythmic full-length pumping. I felt her body tense under me, she grunted, her belly thrust up against mine, her legs wrapped round my thighs and her arms wrapped over my back. She held me so tight I could only just carry on shagging her. Fiona cried out as her orgasm exploded. Her body shook and her heels beat against my bum. Her fingernails scratched my back but I wasn't going to complain!  

Then as she relaxed under me but with her arms and legs still wrapped round me, I patiently continued the job. I held back, savouring a big warm soft woman under me and her tight smoothness round my shaft. After several exquisite minutes of methodical shagging I came. I pushed her firmly up the bed with my orgasm thrust as I jerked a delicious load into her. A minute or two later I rolled off her and lay beside her with my flaccid penis flopped on my belly and warm semen trickling down my side.  

I was thinking that had been a damn good shag and wondering if I'd get a chance to get up her again before her father returned—then it happened!  

The bedroom door had been ajar. It opened fully and in walked Fiona's father. He stopped right next to the bed and stood there looking at us. For a terrifying instant, I thought I'd had it. Then as if in slow motion I realised he was stark naked except for a pair of women's panties, pale blue with a pattern of white flowers, and so brief that his massive erect penis was sticking up almost vertical above the top hem nearly as far as his belly button.  

"Did I do it the way you like to watch, Daddy?" I heard Fiona say. 

As she spoke she rose and knelt next to me on the opposite side of me to her father, facing him.  

"You were wonderful, girl. And you were too, my boy!" Fiona's father said, with a lewd grin on his rugged face.  

After he'd pretended to leave us the pervert had slunk back to watch his daughter getting stripped and fucked, all with her full cooperation! Fiona's father pulled the panties down round his thighs just below his thickly-haired balls so they erotically underlined his massive erection. It must have been at least eight inches with a big red-purple mushroom head. He certainly wasn't past it! Then he moved so his hairy muscular thighs were against the bed right next to me, and he thrust his cock toward Fiona.  

Fiona leaned across me toward her father so her breasts swung heavily above me. She ran her fingers over her father's penis and balls, running her hand right under him between his legs. He rammed his hips forward for her and growled with pleasure as his daughter played with him. After she’d played with his cock for a while it was bending up even more vertically and quivering stiffly with the veins standing out along his shaft.  

Alex then spread his legs as far as the panties still stretched round his thighs would allow and began to masturbate, stroking his penis full length with his fist riding up over his knob. As her father masturbated he ran his spare hand over his daughter's naked body, lingering on her thighs, fondling her breasts and reaching down to ruffle her pubic hair and fondle her cunt. Laying there with Fiona and her father leaning over me all I could do was watch as this incestuous pervert stroked his cock off over his daughter's naked body.  

Alex spent ages masturbating and playing with Fiona's body as his hand pumped his cock. He eased off a couple of times, grunting as he held his cock on the brink of shooting its load. As he pleasured his shaft Fiona reached out to tickle his balls and the inside tops of his thighs.  

Finally, methodically tugging his shaft, he thrust his hips forward. Fiona leaned toward him so his penis head was brushing his daughter's breasts. He let out a long, deep half snarl, half grunt and his huge spurt of semen splashed over Fiona's breasts, over her front, and over me. 

He stepped back breathing hard after he'd jerked his load. Semen dripped from Fiona's nipples onto me as I lay under her, and trickled down Fiona's belly to catch in her navel and pubic hair. A strand of semen dripped from the tip of her father's swinging half-erect penis onto the panties still round his thighs.  

"Was that a good one, Daddy?" Fiona said, fingering her father's swinging penis to catch the strand of semen dangling from it.  

Her father grunted approvingly. He wiped the semen off his penis with the panties and handed them to his daughter to wipe the semen off herself and off me. Then at her father's invitation, we went downstairs, all three of us still stark naked, for another "wee dram."  

The three of us were sitting naked together on the sofa with me between Fiona and her father as we drank and listened to her father’s rambling and increasingly lewd stories. With Fiona’s naked body next to me to play with my penis was soon sticking up hard vertically between my wide-spread legs. I was playing with Fiona’s breasts when, unexpectedly, Alex said:, That’s a nice cock you’ve got, my boy!”  

Then to my astonishment, his hand slid smoothly across my bare thigh and down between my legs. I was rather taken aback, but with my cock up and with that whisky in me, I was in the mood for anything, and certainly for a wank. I spread my thighs wide in response. His fingers ruffled my pubic hair, tickled my groins, inner thighs and arse, and played briefly with my balls before his whole fist wrapped loosely round my straining cock shaft. I’d been hand jobbed by girls many times before but never by a man before. The feel of his firm hand on my erect penis was extremely erotic, a new sexual experience to enjoy!  

“Go on Daddy!” Fiona said excitedly. It was her turn to watch!

Her father treated me to a long smooth hand job, stroking my cock full length while I held Fiona tight against me and fondled her naked body. He sure knew how to jack a guy off, and me fondling his naked daughter at the same time made it quite an experience! He knew how to hold a guy back and he edged me agonisingly on the brink. His stroking eased off as my orgasm rose and my cock stiffened in his hand. Fiona squealed with excitement as my semen fountained up over my belly.  

The panties he’d been wearing were on the sofa and Fiona used them to wipe my semen off my belly and penis. I don't recall much of what happened after that as the "wee dram" became the entire bottle of the single malt.

The next event I was aware of was waking up naked in the bed in my room with an aching head, a good hard "morning woody" sticking up between my legs, and with Fiona nude in bed asleep next to me. The curtains were blazing with the late morning sunlight. I lay there for a while trying to remember what had happened. Fiona eventually stirred and she snuggled next to me. We kissed and fondled till we were both fully awake. As we drank a cup of tea together in bed and an aspirin did its work on my head. Fiona ran her fingertip lightly along my erect shaft.

"Shall I do what Daddy likes?" she asked. By then I'd gathered that what Daddy liked I certainly liked too.

Fiona tossed off the bedclothes. I lay back with my erection arching over my belly. Fiona knelt beside me leaning over me with her delicious big breasts swinging heavily above me, perfectly placed for my exploring hands, and positioned perfectly for my hands to fondle her bottom and thighs.

Fiona's kisses started on my chest, worked their way slowly down my front, over my belly button then her tongue flicked and lightly stroked my penis to rock hard erection. Her fingers found that deliciously erotic spot at the very tops of the insides of my spread thighs and circled my arse. I squirmed, grunted and gasped, and gripped Fiona's bottom and thighs as her lips and fingers drove me wild.

There was a bead of pre cum on the tip of my penis head by the time Fiona's lips closed round my shaft and began sliding smoothly full length rhythmically up and down my straining penis from her lips brushing my pubic hair to riding right up over my penis head, and sucking on the up stroke. Her squeezing lips caught the ridge between my penis head and shaft just the way I like.

After exquisite minutes of sex pleasure from Fiona's well-practised lips on my penis, my orgasm rose. I involuntarily thrust my hips up and clutched Fiona's head to pull her face down against me. She let me spurt my semen into her throat. When her lips finally slid off my still half-erect cock, the delicious friction sent the last pulse of orgasm pleasure through my cock and a last spurt of semen over my belly.

Fiona wanted me to stay for more. Her father really was gone this time, to the agricultural business he ran in the nearby town. But I had to start heading for home. After an excellent breakfast served by Fiona nude except for a tiny apron, I reluctantly left. I promised her I'd be back to perform for her and her father again, and hopefully soon!