Nicole sauntered across the park toward the release. It had been a wondrous day ; the sun was shining, the walkover lightness and refreshing, and the type of day she wished she could revel more often.

It started when she woke this morning and looked at her alarm clock, it wasn't waking her, it read 08:30, much later than the usual 06:00 she'd see when it woke her up, and she smiled, the perfect way to start her much needed vacation.

Naked, she got out of her bed and walked to the bathroom, stopping to enjoy the view in her to the full distance mirror. Though liking what she saw, a bit of a grimace crossed her face as she stare at her 34B chest. She wondered how she would look with a 36B or a 34C bust and had considered getting an augmentation but was worried it would look awkward in line to her 22"waist. She liked her hips, a prissy 32 ”, not so large as to bulge below her waistline nor so small they didn't seem to exist. Besides, from behind, they were nicely accentuated but her firm little ass. Her stage were well toned, not muscular, but not skinny either, but never looked quite in good order unless, slipping on a span of 2"heel,"Perfect."She thought admiring the curvature of her thigh, calves and ankle. Satisfied she could still be found attractive, she continued on her way to the toilet to ‘ freshen up ’.

She brought her bathrobe with her as she exit the lavatory, but after taking one to a greater extent admiring look into the mirror, she threw the robe on her bed and, still naked but for her shoes, went for breakfast. Over her toast and coffee, she relished in the fact that she was nude. She wished she could be this way more often, and was uncoerced to be, but she had the musical theme that her spinster boss, not to name all the puritan in her region, would disapprove so, finishing her breakfast, she went to her closet and put on her loose and skimpiest sundress.

Exiting the house, she bask in the fondness of the sun and walked along the pavement toward the park.

"You really should shut away your doorway, you know,"it was Widow David Smith, her neighbour,"aren't you worried about thieves ?"

"No, Mrs. metalworker,"Nicole answered,"the neighbourhood scout is so good here, I'm sure all I have is safe."

"causa yourself, Mrs. Bessie Smith chided,"but don't blame me if masses sneak in."

Nicole just smiled, said her good-byes and walked the four blocks to the city park.

The ballpark was huge, plentitude of playgrounds for children, Roman mile of walking trails, baseball and soccer and cricket fields, and, most importantly to Nicole, terrace, benches everywhere.

Nicole smiled and hummed as she traverse the Mungo Park at a leisurely pace heading for her favorite workbench. She was in no rush, she enjoyed the notion of her pap being rubbed by the dress, she felt moments of fervor as the breeze occasionally blew up her dress to snog her unprotected genitalia, and she enjoyed the heat of the sun slowly tanning her legs.

Reaching the workbench she sought, she removed her clothes. She hated tan lines and, knowing this bench was far enough away from the walking track and bring region, here she could sun undisturbed. She lay face down on the workbench and started to titter thinking that the sun was shining where the old saying said it don't. She loved the feel of the sun on her back and ass, and even loved the feeling of the breeze sliding up her leg and across her pussy more. Sharing these two sensations washing over her organic structure, she reached down and started to diddle with her clit, slowly pinching at first, than scraping across it with a fingernail, and finally long firmly diagonal with an index finger until fulfillment. She slowed the rubbing down, enjoying the last throbs between her legs as she massage them away before turning over to tan her front.

Her head snapped up suddenly checking her body, she had fallen asleep and didn't know for how long. ‘ The last affair I need is to spend the side by side few days with sunburned tits, ‘ she thought, ‘ although it would be an excuse to remain bare, but the thought of my titty peeling, or my ... ?'Deciding not to get any Thomas More chances of falling asleep, Nicole decided it was time to leave. She draped her apparel over one shoulder, still enjoying the sun and child's play on her raw body, before heading back on a rarely, if ever, used by anyone but her route. She listened as she walked for any noises that would bespeak one of the playacting W. C. Fields was being used to determine when, or if, she should put her apparel on, and hearing nothing, she threw the dress over the other shoulder and continued on her way.

Nearing the end of her leisurely naked walkway, Nicole could see the parking lot just ahead, evacuate save for one van. She stopped just long enough to don her dress, then, after about another twenty paces she entered the parking lot.

Not seeing anyone in the van, she wondered how much longer she could have remained nude when something caught her eye ; the slide door to the van was afford. Looking around, she couldn't see anyone, raising her oddment, so she went to the van to look inside, calling ‘ Hello"every few footstep. Close enough to the van, Nicole put a handwriting on the vehicle and started to incline forward to drive a peek inside when some kind of textile was wrapped around her face. Before she could move back, a twosome of hands grabbed her by the elbows pulling her munition behind her spinal column and leaning her into the vehicle. second gear after her elbows were pinned ; a third pair of custody took her by the ankles and lifted her into the van, face down on the floor of the cargo area.

No sooner was she on the floor when the van position door slammed shut. Her kidnappers worked as a squad, the first tying the cloth behind her head word, the instant was tying her wrists together above her capitulum and affixing them to the rachis of the van, a third tying one ankle to a repair on the floor of the van while a quaternary tied her other ankle joint to something high ( the cap ? ) and Nicole started to sputter harder as she felt a hired hand started playing with her exhibit slit.

Once she was firmly secured, Nicole felt her clothes being raised until it passed by her mitt leaving her as exposed as possible. Helplessly bound and blindfolded, Nicole started to panic, trying to find out a way to elude, when a set of hands turned her head so she faced away from the base. As one set of hands held her head still, a instant set of hands rolled up the cloth covering her face to just below the nose.

thinking this might be her sole chance, Nicole took a deep breath hoping her shriek might describe somebody's attention, but before she could give forth her supplication, her mouth was covered by flesh and she heard the word ‘ lap ’. She kept her backtalk closed refusing to pleasure her antagonist, but when the weight unit on her facial expression shifted and two sets of fingernails started to pierce her tits, she concede to the bidding. Just as Nicole's tongue started to caress the prick over her mouth, she felt one leg swoop behind her, one leg slide along her stomach and suddenly she was being scissored.

"I'm being raped by women,"Nicole realized,"by four ( ? ) women, or are there more than four ? Will I have to eat out all four, be fucked by all four ?"Her thoughts were broken by the fingernails at her pap again and she realized in her panic she had stopped beating, she began again, this fourth dimension with earnest, hoping to end this as soon as possible. She hated being forced like this, not having control, at the whim of others, but this was her fate, and she had to accept it. She felt her rapists clit throb against hers and it almost caused her to orgasm as well, but she refused to turn over the kick the satisfaction at felt vindicated knowing she denied her that expiation. No sooner had the stage been removed from around her body then tresses of fuzz slid along the lower of her legs and a mouth pressed against her pelvis.

The sassing was salutary, real number good. Within seconds Nicole stopped licking, she was panting to heavy to use her oral cavity for anything else, she started to quiver and moan as she fought the urge to release until her sleeveless attempts to resist were broken by the unrelenting bedevilment of the invading tongue.

"Oh God yes."Nicole groan as the pussy was raised from her sass,"Yes, yes, oh fuck yes."She went silent as her body attempted to wring within the confines of her binding, her musculus clench, her knee joint bending together as a lot as possible ( which wasn't much ), her fingers and toes clenched and her cheek bent toward her chest hitting the genital organ hovering above her. Endless seconds passed before the back talk released her crotch and her body fell limp, only to have her mouth kissed by a twat, and another button rubbing hers as she heard the vehicle scratch line. She felt the movement of being driven as she licked a snatch to orgasm, only to have it replaced by another, and another. She, herself, came several more clock time from the various button rubbing hers by the meter the fomite and the sexual ravishment stopped.

She felt her bindings being released as a twosome of script took the covering from her heart."Happy Birthday."the four adult female, all Friend of hers, shouted.

"What the nookie ?"Nicole shouted.

"well,"one of the women explained,"you are always telling us, especially when imbibition, that you sometimes fantasize about being raped, a phantasy most women have, so, for your birthday, we let you experience your fantasies."

"Oh you bitches,"Nicole warned laughing,"when I get my hands on you ..."

"lack us,"one of the former added,"come get us."grabbing Nicole's apparel, jumping out of the van and running, with the other three char, into Nicole's house.

"postponement,"Nicole shouted after them,"feed me my ..."but the door to her business firm closed before she could finish."nooky"she shouted before poking her school principal out of the van and, after looking around to pee-pee sure no one was around, made a flair for her house, covering what she could of herself with her hands, glad she didn't take Mrs. Smith's suggestion about locking the door.

Entering the house, she quickly turned around, closed the room access and locked it sighing with backup before an ear shocking ‘ surprise'caused her to sour around to see about eight fair sex, her usual pick-ups at the tribade bar she frequently visited, standing in her living elbow room, all completely bare except for the strap-ons they were wearing.

"Happy Birthday dear."said Mrs. Smith coming from behind the others.

"Mrs Joseph Smith ?"a ball over Nicole asked staring at Mrs. Kate Smith's strap on,"You're ..."

"No, Nicole, at least not yet"noticing how Nicole was looking at her shoulder strap on, Mrs. Smith explained,"Oh, this"she said stroking the plastic head of the Phallus,"a left over from married lifespan, my late Boche used to enjoy a little ... mixed bag, just to hold open things interesting. Never had a luck to use it with another fair sex though until now so, like all your Friend here, I was hoping to make trusted you had one underworld of a fucking natal day political party and put this baby to use. ”