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I started work as an engineering apprentice for a large engineering firm, straight from school. There were 13 of us in 4 different years. The first year you were green and new, sent off to technical college to learn the basics, then you were allowed back to the company. Year 2 was on the shop floor learning mechanical stuff and if you showed promise year 3 you were allowed into the office.

I was year 3 and along with 1 other had impressed so were in the design office.

It was not long into the return to work after the summer holidays that Helen came to work as an YTS (Youth Training Scheme, I think). A little older than most as she had stayed on a school for A-levels, to try to get a better start. Having missed some grades she didn’t get into the university she wanted so was sort of taking time out.

The problem was she knew she was a stunner, new she was better than the likes of the apprentices and engineers on the shop floor and walked around like she had something shoved up her ass!

This endeared her to most of us, as you can well imagine.

The one thing she did though was to wear thigh length pleated skirts, which bounced and flared whenever she walked through the office, she knew she was a prick tease to not only the “young guns”, but also the older men.

You could sometimes catch a glimpse of her knickers as the drawing storage was at the bottom of a spiral staircase and if you happened to be in the right place at the right time………

As with most of the apprentices we all talked about “giving her one”, “showing her something to make her smile”, etc

Around October time we started planning our legendry Christmas outing, the final year apprentices were always responsible for the arrangements. This year they organised a boating trip, with “Adult” entertainment, those in charge would not divulge too much information but it promised to be a wild night.

I still to this day have no idea how two of the girls from the assembly line and Helen ended up on the boat. I think we were all at a club beforehand and drinks flowed and boasts were issued along with dares. The one thing I did know was that Cheryl from assembly had been shagged by most of the factory, and was known affectionately as “The Factory Bike”. So we were guaranteed of an interesting night as her boast was taking on all comers during the evening.

On boarding the boat, we found 6 hostesses who were looking after us for the evening and we were offered drinks, food etc. The youngish ladies were quite skimpily dresses and you knew there was more on offer than just food and drink.

Chris “The green bean” who was the main organiser announced that the stage show was starting in the main forward room. The stage show was as expected a full strip show, but after 20 minutes of various ladies whipping off their pants and disappearing, a lot of tit and ass, but not really “ADULT”.

Then on the stage a woman called Veronica, started to do her stuff, gyrating this way and that, as her various layers came off she moved off the stage and into the room. Sitting on laps and rubbing cocks through trousers! She then returned back to the stage and was joined by Sandy a slim blonde girl in full motorcycle leathers, carrying a whip. Well Veronica did not expose her ample tits as expected she sat down facing the room with her legs parted, and without stopping removed the cloth covering her womanhood. A loud roar when up and Sandy had turned the whip around, approached Veronica and was sliding the handle inside her.

Chewing, nipples, fingering pussy, insertions of this and that went on and many cocks had been released in the room. Looking over I could see Cheryl bouncing up and down on “The Green Beans” thick cock. There were two others by her side wanking furiously. When I looked back to the stage, both ladies had a number of the lads either embedded in them or sucking them off.

Glancing to my left I could see Helen and Jenny (the other assembly worker) exiting the room, it was either too much for them or they were going to pleasure each other!

Looking back to where Cheryl was now bent over the stage with her legs spread, she had one cock down her throat and a queue had formed behind her as one by one the lads fucked and then emptied their loads over her. Not wishing to miss out on things I forced into the queue above the ranks of the younger lads. I think I was 5 or so to be presented with Cheryl’s puffy red inflamed lips.

It did not take much to slide right inside her, soon I was banging her for all I was worth. This was fucking at its basic. Shove your cock in bang her hard, no holding back. I could feel my load filling my cock and as I withdrew for the last time, I grabbed her shoulder and pulling her head around, just as I shot my load. It splattered across her face and tits before I finished with her lips wrapped around my cock and she sucked every last drop from me.

I needed a … well you just do after spilling your load.

So I made my way back to the rear of the boat to where the … were located, leaving the group fucking session behind. All the lads were engaged with either Cheryl, one of the hostesses or someone from the stage show. There were still a number of the younger guys still waiting to ride the bike!

I know what you were all thinking, that we all fucked Helen, sorry to disappoint but she was only interested in rug munching!

Cheryl was true to her word and did get fucked at least once by everyone on board. Yes everyone on board that included the captain, and three members of staff.

She did look rather worse for wear at the end of the evening, she had bite marks over most of her tits, a few whale marks off the whip across her back. And she had been sprayed with that much spunk she looked like an iced bun. Not bad for 16 different cocks and she did admit to the Captain anally fucking her and that was a first! I can vouch that it was most definitely not the last time she had a cock in her anus.

But that’s another story……