Nicole sauntered across the park toward the passing. It had been a howling day ; the sun was shining, the child's play igniter and refreshing, and the type of day she wished she could enjoy 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 utter way to start her much needed vacation.

Naked, she got out of her bed and walked to the john, stopping to delight the view in her full distance mirror. Though liking what she saw, a bit of a grimace crossed her human face as she stare at her 34B chest of drawers. She wondered how she would seem with a 36B or a 34C flop and had considered getting an augmentation but was worried it would seem awkward in contrast to her 22"waist. She liked her hips, a gracious 32 ”, not so expectant as to protrude below her waist nor so small they didn't seem to survive. Besides, from behind, they were nicely accentuated but her firm piffling ass. Her legs were well toned, not hefty, but not close either, but never looked quite right field unless, slipping on a pair of 2"hound,"Perfect."She thought admiring the curvature of her thighs, calf and ankle joint. Satisfied she could still be found attractive, she continued on her way to the bathroom to ‘ freshen up ’.

She brought her bathrobe with her as she exit the lavatory, but after taking one more admiring flavor into the mirror, she threw the robe on her bed and, still naked but for her brake shoe, went for breakfast. Over her toast and coffee bean, she relished in the fact that she was nude. She wished she could be this way more often, and was willing to be, but she had the idea that her spinster boss, not to mention all the prudes in her neck of the woods, would disapprove so, finishing her breakfast, she went to her closet and put on her light-headed and skimpiest sundress.

Exiting the sign, 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 woman Smith, her neighbor,"aren't you worried about stealer ?"

"No, Mrs. smith,"Nicole answered,"the neighborhood ticker is so good here, I'm sure as shooting all I have is safe."

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

Nicole just smiled, said her bye and walked the four blocks to the urban center park.

The park was Brobdingnagian, plenty of playground for children, miles of walking track, baseball and soccer and cricket fields, and, most importantly to Nicole, benches, Bench everywhere.

Nicole smiled and hummed as she traverse the park at a leisurely pace heading for her favorite bench. She was in no rush, she enjoyed the feeling of her nipples being rubbed by the attire, she felt moments of upheaval as the gentle wind occasionally blew up her apparel to kiss her unprotected privates, and she enjoyed the heating plant of the sun slowly tanning her legs.

Reaching the terrace she sought, she removed her dress. She hated tan lines and, knowing this Bench was far enough away from the walking paths and wager expanse, here she could sunbathe undisturbed. She lay face down on the bench and started to titter mentation that the sun was shining where the old saying said it don't. She loved the feeling of the sun on her rear and ass, and even loved the flavour of the breeze sliding up her stage and across her pussy more. Sharing these two aesthesis 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 punishing stroke with an index finger until fulfillment. She slowed the rubbing down, enjoying the final throbbing between her legs as she massage them away before turning over to tan her front.

Her school principal snapped up suddenly checking her body, she had fallen asleep and didn't know for how long. ‘ The last thing I need is to expend the next few days with sunburned nipple, ‘ she thought, ‘ although it would be an alibi to bide au naturel, but the opinion of my mamilla peeling, or my ... ?'Deciding not to hold any more chances of falling asleep, Nicole decided it was time to pull up stakes. She draped her garb over one shoulder, still enjoying the sun and breeze on her naked torso, before heading back on a rarely, if ever, used by anyone but her path. She listened as she walked for any noises that would indicate one of the playing fields was being used to decide when, or if, she should put her dress on, and hearing nothing, she threw the frock over the early shoulder and continued on her way.

Nearing the end of her leisurely naked base on balls, Nicole could see the parking lot just ahead, empty save for one van. She stopped just long enough to don her wearing apparel, then, after about another XX paces she entered the parking lot.

Not seeing anyone in the van, she wondered how much yearner she could take remained nude person when something caught her eye ; the chute door to the van was open. Looking around, she couldn't see anyone, raising her wonder, so she went to the van to look inside, calling ‘ Hello"every few measure. Close sufficiency to the van, Nicole put a hired man on the vehicle and started to angle forward to bring a peek inside when some kind of cloth was wrapped around her face. Before she could impress back, a couple of hands grabbed her by the cubital joint pulling her arms behind her back and leaning her into the vehicle. indorsement after her elbows were pinned ; a third duo of custody took her by the ankles and lifted her into the van, face down on the trading floor of the cargo area.

No Sooner was she on the floor when the van side door slammed shut. Her abductor worked as a team, the first tying the cloth behind her head, the second base was tying her wrists together above her heading and affixing them to the dorsum of the van, a third tying one ankle to a secureness on the floor of the van while a twenty-five percent tied her other ankle to something gamey ( the roof ? ) and Nicole started to contend harder as she felt a hand started playing with her unwrap slit.

Once she was firmly secured, Nicole felt her wearing apparel 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 agency to get out, when a set of hands turned her point so she faced away from the floor. As one set of hands held her head still, a second set of hands rolled up the cloth covering her face to just below the nose.

thought process this might be her only chance, Nicole took a deep hint hoping her shrieking might run someone's attention, but before she could exhale her plea, her mouth was covered by human body and she heard the word ‘ lick ’. She kept her rima oris closed refusing to pleasure her antagonist, but when the weight on her face shifted and two exercise set of fingernails started to pierce her tits, she concede to the bidding. Just as Nicole's tongue started to caress the slit over her mouth, she felt one leg slide behind her, one leg coast along her breadbasket and suddenly she was being scissored.

"I'm being raped by women,"Nicole realized,"by four ( ? ) cleaning lady, or are there more than four ? Will I have to eat out all four, be fucked by all four ?"Her opinion were broken by the fingernails at her nipple again and she realized in her panic she had stopped licking, she began again, this time 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 lot, and she had to consent it. She felt her rapists clit throb against hers and it almost caused her to orgasm as well, but she refused to grant the bitch the satisfaction at felt vindicated knowing she denied her that satisfaction. No sooner had the wooden leg been removed from around her dead body then tresses of hair slid along the lower of her pegleg and a mouth pressed against her pelvis.

The lip was unspoiled, literal good. Within indorsement Nicole stopped licking, she was panting to heavy to use her lip for anything else, she started to quiver and moan as she fought the itch to let go of until her fruitless try to resist were broken by the unrelenting torments of the invading tongue.

"Oh God yes."Nicole groan as the pussy was raised from her back talk,"Yes, yes, oh fuck yes."She went unsounded as her body attempted to contort within the confines of her binding, her muscles grasp, her knees bending together as much as possible ( which wasn't much ), her finger and toes clenched and her face bent toward her chest of drawers hitting the crotch hovering above her. Endless seconds passed before the mouth released her private parts and her body fell limp, only to get her mouth kissed by a pussy, and another clit rubbing hers as she heard the vehicle start. She felt the apparent movement 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 diverse clitoris rubbing hers by the time the vehicle and the sexual violation stopped.

She felt her bindings being released as a pair of helping hand took the covering from her oculus."Happy Birthday."the four women, all supporter of hers, shouted.

"What the fuck ?"Nicole shouted.

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

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

"deprivation us,"one of the other added,"come get us."grabbing Nicole's dress, jumping out of the van and track, with the other three charwoman, into Nicole's house.

"postponement,"Nicole shouted after them,"Give me my ..."but the door to her house closed before she could finish."Fuck"she shouted before poking her promontory out of the van and, after looking around to make sure no one was around, made a dah for her house, covering what she could of herself with her hands, gladiolus she didn't take Mrs Smith's hint about locking the door.

Entering the house, she quickly turned around, closed the door and locked it sighing with embossment before an ear shocking ‘ surprisal'caused her to become around to see about eight women, her common pick-ups at the gay woman bar she frequently visited, standing in her bread and butter room, all completely naked except for the strap-ons they were wearing.

"Happy natal day dear."said Mrs. Joseph Smith coming from behind the others.

"Mrs Smith ?"a take aback Nicole asked staring at Mrs Smith's strap on,"You're ..."

"No, Nicole, at to the lowest degree not yet"noticing how Nicole was looking at her shoulder strap on, Mrs. Captain John Smith explained,"Oh, this"she said stroking the plastic head word of the phallus,"a left over from wed life history, my belated Jerry used to delight a little ... variety, just to stay fresh things interesting. Never had a luck to use it with another adult female though until now so, like all your friends here, I was hoping to make certainly you had one hell of a fucking natal day company and put this baby to use. ”