In Redruth Don bought me an outfit for the party. So after dropping me at the caravan he went off to do whatever he does, and I sat and tried to make sense of things. I dozed off in a state of confusion, to be woken up by Fred on the phone around half five. We chatted but I could not mention what was going on, I did not know how. I made dinner and showered, and got ready to go out. I am lucky that I do not need lots of slap on my face, but my hair was a mess that needed work. I put on what don had bought me. The nickers were nothing special, I dress for comfort. The dress was a shiny black thing, spaghetti straps and just a bit short for me, with a zip down the back. I had no bra to match and Don wouldn't buy one. The party was at a house somewhere along the coast, and we had a taxi. Don was a bit of a gent though out the evening, but kept the Bacardi coming. I felt like a trophy, and got the feeling I was not the first woman to be used like this by Don. He was not ugly, but not handsome. A bit Jimmy Nail without the accent. I think around his mid forties, about six feet tall. I would suppose his money helped, and I was told he is divorced. As the night went on I knew I was drinking too much again but wanted to hide behind the excuse of drunkenness. We were in the garden standing against the wall when Don slipped his hand up my left thigh, riding the dress up and showing a lot of my leg. He soon moved up to my bum and this meant the dress rode up so much my crotch must have shown. Between us and the rest of the party were two friends of Don's who were saying things like "Very nice this one mate" or "Bet this is a good catch then?". Don confirmed later they were talking about me. One of them asked if he could check if 'They' are real. "Course!" was all he said. So my right breast was was being mauled. The other man moved round and put his right hand on my right inner thigh saying "Smooth, really smooth. Is she good?" "What do you think?" Don said, as if he was surprised at the question. Don slipped his hand between my legs from behind and started to rub my crotch. I admit, as I have been told I must, I was getting a more than a bit damp. Don said, "Tell you what, come and see. I made to protest but Don said they could only watch, and not to be a whiner. We went into the house and up the stairs. I swear I heard the sound if intercourse from another room. We went into a room with a single bed, Don had his hand on my bum and slid it up to the zip. He slipped the dress off and turned me round to push me down on to the bed. He sucked my nipples for a few seconds and them slipped my knickers off, leaving just my shoes. He licked me awhile as the other two stood and watched. I did not know where to look, I could not look at them for embarrassment. Don soon took my attention with his tongue, I was nearing an orgasm when he stopped and slid up to enter me. He was not huge as far as I know, but could use what he had. He mashed my breasts on and off and then turned to the other two and asked if they would like to see him doggy me. "Whatever you like mate!" said one. "Have her ride you first, then dog her" said the other. I felt as if I was only one step up from a doll as Don pulled out and helped me up. As I lowered myself back on Don, The man one that spoke second, Brian for now, asked Don if he could "cop a feel". Don nodded at him, not a word to me, and Brian cupped and fondled my left breast. "Very nice" he said. To Don! He was still touching me when I came. I couldn't help it, even though I was trying to convince myself I was not enjoying it. I think I screamed a little as I came and Brian and the other one (Ian?) said something I could not catch. Don then pushed me off and moved behind me. He put two pillows on their end, under my stomach and heaved hard into me again. As Don pumped me hard Ian asked he could have a feel, so I had Brian on one breast and Ian on the other. After a little while I got carried away a bit and could only hear what they men were saying as a background buzz. Don brought me off again just before he came, ramming me hard down onto the mattress. I was out of breath as Don climbed off. I admit, (I have to be honest or this all is told directly to Fred) I was not really surprised or too upset when Brian or Ian, I don't know which took Don's place. I know I groand as he pushed hard into me, and, Yes I admit, It was good. I did not come with whoever it was but, of course the other one took over, and I did come again with him. When I was finished with, Don told the other two to leave, and we would follow later. I caught my breath and Don told me tp slip the dress on and use the bathroom next door. He would meet me back at the garden wall. We stayed for about an hour longer, and I am sure by the looks that more than a few people knew I just had sex with three men upstairs. We got a taxi at around 2 am I think, Don had me dropped off and said he would call me. I spent Wednesday sleeping, thinking and waiting. It was not until 10ish that Don called and said something had come up and he would pick me up at 11 on Thursday. He did not say what for but to wear the denim skirt. I will carry on in part three.