Nicole sauntered across the park toward the loss. It had been a marvellous day ; the sun was shining, the breeze light and refreshing, and the eccentric of day she wished she could relish more often.

It started when she woke this morning time and looked at her consternation 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 perfective tense way to start her much needed vacation.

Naked, she got out of her bed and walked to the can, stopping to enjoy the position in her full distance mirror. Though liking what she saw, a bit of a face crossed her grimace 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 calculate awkward in demarcation to her 22"waist. She liked her hips, a overnice 32 ”, not so large as to bug out below her waist nor so little they didn't seem to be. Besides, from behind, they were nicely accent but her business firm little ass. Her legs were well toned, not powerful, but not tightfitting either, but never looked quite right unless, slipping on a yoke of 2"heels,"Perfect."She thought admiring the curve of her thigh, calves and ankle. Satisfied she could still be found attractive, she continued on her way to the toilet to ‘ refresh up ’.

She brought her bathrobe with her as she exit the john, but after taking one more admire looking into the mirror, she threw the robe on her bed and, still naked but for her shoes, went for breakfast. Over her pledge 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 thought that her spinster boss, not to mention all the prudes in her neighborhood, would disapprove so, finishing her breakfast, she went to her closet and put on her light-colored and skimpy sundress.

Exiting the house, she bask in the warmth of the sun and walked along the sidewalk toward the park.

"You really should lock your door, you know,"it was Widow Smith, her neighbor,"aren't you worried about thieves ?"

"No, Mrs. Bessie Smith,"Nicole answered,"the neighborhood watch is so good here, I'm sure all I have is safe."

"suit yourself, Mrs. Smith chided,"but don't blame me if citizenry sneak in."

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

The parking lot was huge, plenty of resort area for fry, miles of walking lead, baseball and association football and cricket champaign, and, most importantly to Nicole, judiciary, benches everywhere.

Nicole smiled and hummed as she traverse the car park at a leisurely pace heading for her favorite bench. She was in no rush, she enjoyed the feeling of her tit being rubbed by the dress, she felt moments of excitation as the duck soup occasionally blew up her dress to buss her unprotected genitalia, and she enjoyed the heat of the sun slowly tanning her legs.

Reaching the workbench she sought, she removed her dress. She hated tan bloodline and, knowing this bench was far enough away from the walking paths and bring areas, here she could sun undisturbed. She lay face down on the bench and started to giggle thinking that the sun was shining where the old locution said it don't. She loved the notion of the sun on her rachis and ass, and even loved the flavor of the breeze sliding up her leg and across her cunt more. Sharing these two ace washing over her body, she reached down and started to fiddle with her clit, slowly pinching at first, than scraping across it with a fingernail, and finally long intemperate strokes with an index fingerbreadth until fulfillment. She slowed the rubbing down, enjoying the terminal pounding between her peg as she massage them away before turning over to tan her front.

Her head snapped up suddenly checking her trunk, she had fallen asleep and didn't know for how long. ‘ The last thing I need is to drop the next few days with burn tits, ‘ she thought, ‘ although it would be an excuse to persist naked, but the intellection of my tits peeling, or my ... ?'Deciding not to take any more chances of falling asleep, Nicole decided it was time to go away. She draped her dress over one shoulder, still enjoying the sun and pushover on her naked physical structure, before heading back on a rarely, if ever, used by anyone but her route. She listened as she walked for any noises that would designate one of the playacting fields was being used to determine when, or if, she should put her dress on, and hearing nothing, she threw the dress over the other shoulder joint and continued on her way.

Nearing the end of her at leisure naked walk, Nicole could see the parking lot just ahead, empty save for one van. She stopped just long enough to don her clothes, then, after about another twenty paces she entered the parking lot.

Not seeing anyone in the van, she wondered how much recollective she could have remained nude when something caught her eye ; the slide door to the van was open. Looking around, she couldn't see anyone, raising her curiosity, so she went to the van to look inside, calling ‘ hullo"every few steps. Close plenty to the van, Nicole put a hand on the vehicle and started to angle forward to remove a peep inside when some kind of fabric was wrapped around her grimace. Before she could move back, a pair of paw grabbed her by the elbow joint pulling her arms behind her back and leaning her into the vehicle. mo after her cubital joint were pinned ; a third duet of hands took her by the ankles and lifted her into the van, face down on the storey of the cargo area.

No sooner was she on the floor when the van side room access slammed shut. Her kidnappers worked as a squad, the first gear tying the fabric behind her head, the secondment was tying her wrist together above her head and affixing them to the back of the van, a third gear tying one ankle to a secureness on the floor of the van while a fourth tied her early ankle to something high-pitched ( the cap ? ) and Nicole started to skin harder as she felt a hand started playing with her expose twat.

Once she was firmly secured, Nicole felt her clothes being raised until it passed by her hands leaving her as exposed as possible. Helplessly bound and blindfolded, Nicole started to panic, trying to find a means to break away, when a set of hands turned her head so she faced away from the floor. As one set of hired man held her head still, a second set of hands rolled up the fabric covering her fount to just below the nose.

Thinking this might be her only chance, Nicole took a deep breath hoping her screaming might run someone's attention, but before she could emanate her supplication, her mouth was covered by pulp and she heard the word ‘ lick ’. She kept her mouth closed refusing to pleasure her antagonist, but when the weight on her cheek shifted and two sets of fingernails started to pierce her mamilla, she concede to the commands. Just as Nicole's tongue started to fondle the slit over her mouth, she felt one leg slide behind her, one leg slide along her tummy 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 tits again and she realized in her panic she had stopped licking, she began again, this fourth dimension with earnest, hoping to end this as soon as potential. She hated being forced like this, not having control condition, 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 give the beef the satisfaction at felt vindicated knowing she denied her that satisfaction. No Oklahoman had the ramification been removed from around her body then tresses of hair slid along the lower of her legs and a mouth pressed against her pelvis.

The sassing was honorable, real safe. Within seconds Nicole stopped licking, she was panting to heavy to use her mouth for anything else, she started to flitter and moan as she fought the impulse to let go until her vain attempt to withstand were broken by the unrelenting torments of the invading tongue.

"Oh God yes."Nicole groan as the kitty was raised from her mouth,"Yes, yes, oh shtup yes."She went silent as her trunk attempted to contort within the confines of her binding, her muscles clench, her knees bending together as much as potential ( which wasn't much ), her digit and toes clenched and her fount bent toward her chest hitting the genital organ hovering above her. Endless seconds passed before the mouth released her private parts and her physical structure fell limp, only to have her oral fissure kissed by a pussy, and another clit rubbing hers as she heard the vehicle start. She felt the drive of being driven as she licked a pussy to orgasm, only to have it replaced by another, and another. She, herself, came several more times from the various button rubbing hers by the time the vehicle and the sexual assault stopped.

She felt her bindings being released as a yoke of bridge player took the covering from her centre."Happy Birthday."the four women, all Quaker of hers, shouted.

"What the fuck ?"Nicole shouted.

"wellspring,"one of the women explained,"you are always telling us, especially when drinking, that you sometimes fantasize about being raped, a illusion most women have, so, for your birthday, we let you be your fantasies."

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

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

"Wait,"Nicole shouted after them,"Give me my ..."but the door to her house closed before she could finish."nooky"she shouted before poking her head out of the van and, after looking around to make sure no one was around, made a dash for her house, covering what she could of herself with her men, gladiola she didn't take Mrs Smith's proffer about locking the door.

Entering the house, she quickly turned around, closed the threshold and locked it sighing with relief before an ear shocking ‘ SURPRISE'caused her to turn around to see about eight women, her usual pick-ups at the lesbian bar she frequently visited, standing in her animation elbow room, all completely naked except for the strap-ons they were wearing.

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

"Mrs Smith ?"a scandalize Nicole asked staring at Mrs. John Smith's shoulder strap on,"You're ..."

"No, Nicole, at least not yet"noticing how Nicole was looking at her strap on, Mrs. Smith explained,"Oh, this"she said stroking the plastic head of the phallus,"a left over from conjoin living, my tardily Krauthead used to savor a little ... mixed bag, just to keep things interesting. Never had a hazard to use it with another womanhood though until now so, like all your admirer here, I was hoping to make for certain you had one hell of a have a go at it natal day party and put this baby to use. ”