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THE BUSTY BARMAID: BLODWYN

Not rockstar series, nothing to do with that. I was going to do a SEX IN THE 70's series, but this was 1983 I think.

This is NOT the same Judith as the Christmas party tale by the way.

There used to be a large mixed group of friends, sometimes as many as twenty five of us, who used to head on down to Wiseman's Bridge which is near Saundersfoot in South West Wales at Whitsun (c. 25th May holiday). There was camping, which most of the party did, but my girlfriend/fiance and I always stayed in one of the pub's five or six guest rooms. Jude/Judy/Judith and I did not live together, we both lived with our respective parents. Although we were both in our mid twenties, neither set of parents were comfortable with us sleeping together at our family homes, so whenever we went away for weekends or holidays then shagging was a priority. As the GANG would be consuming VAST amounts of alcohol in the evenings, then the afternoons had to be seized upon for rest and procreation.

Jude and I had only been in the room a few minutes and we were all over each other. We'd pulled each other's clothes off and she'd given my big cock a good sucking. Jude was a tiny little girl, she claimed to be five foot and half an inch. Not sure, I'd have said four foot eleven or so. She wore very high heels. As a keen amateur ballerina, she was both toned and muscular, particularly her legs and arse. She also had a LOVELY pair of pert, conical tits, which were - to scale at least - pretty damned big. She was of Jewish parentage with large almond eyes, full lips and a sharp nose. A very very beautiful woman.

I had started off by fucking her very vigorously from behind.

Jude had a very hairy pussy and extremely generous labia, all in all a really RAUNCHY looking cunt. She was RAUNCHY in general, a very VERY horny woman, by any standards.

As we'd started off in MY favourite position of doggie, it was only fair that we chop and change to hers, it being 'cowgirl'. So I was at the headboard end and Jude was on top of me riding me like there was no tomorrow. I could see EVERYTHING in the dressing table mirror, my big fat GLISTENING cock, working in and out of her tight, hairy pussy.

Then THE DOOR OPENED. If it were lockable then neither of us had thought to do so. A girl took one step into the room before she saw us in the mirror, with THAT view that I mentioned above. Jude's head swivelled and she hissed "Derek ! Stop!"

AS IF!!!

It was too late for me, now I'm not 100% sure if it was the "chambermaid" seeing us that made me shoot my load right at that second, or whether I was just ready anyway. Whichever it was, I grabbed Jude's arse and made sure she didn't hop off as I pumped my load into her tight cunt. In the dressing table mirror, I saw a stream of thick sperm (I would have saved it up for a week prior to our weekend away) dribbling down the shaft onto my balls and in the mirror I saw the chambermaid taking it all in!

"SORRY!" she shrieked at last and the door slammed shut behind her.

Afterwards, Jude was quite taken aback, telling me I that should have stopped, or even pulled the sheet up to cover us, or something.

I wasn't about to. I WANTED that girl to see me come inside Jude.

Jude calmed down after a bit and we went to sleep for an hour or two.

In those days, the pubs closed between 14.30 and 17.30, apart from Bank Holidays. We would have emerged at about 18.00, with a view to eating before we headed out on the beer. I was playing a quick game of pool with one of the lads, so it was Jude who went up to the bar - and who should serve her but... our chambermaid! She was the daughter of the family who ran the pub, so she did rooms, bar, food .. whatever was needed.

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