Nicole sauntered across the park toward the exit. It had been a wondrous day ; the sun was shining, the breeze brightness and refreshing, and the case 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 perfect way to pop her much needed vacation.

Naked, she got out of her bed and walked to the bathroom, stopping to relish the view in her full length mirror. Though liking what she saw, a bit of a grimace crossed her fount as she stare at her 34B chest. She wondered how she would count with a 36B or a 34C binge and had considered getting an augmentation but was worried it would count awkward in direct contrast to her 22"shank. She liked her hips, a nice 32 ”, not so large as to bulge out below her waist nor so small they didn't seem to exist. Besides, from behind, they were nicely emphasise but her firm little ass. Her legs were well toned, not muscular, but not skinny either, but never looked quite right unless, slipping on a pair of 2"heel,"Perfect."She thought admiring the curve of her thigh, calves and ankles. Satisfied she could still be found attractive, she continued on her way to the bathroom to ‘ freshen up up ’.

She brought her bathrobe with her as she exit the bathroom, but after taking one Thomas More admire look into the mirror, she threw the robe on her bed and, still naked but for her horseshoe, went for breakfast. Over her toast and burnt umber, 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 thought that her spinster political boss, not to name all the prudes in her neighbourhood, would disapprove so, finishing her breakfast, she went to her closet and put on her clear and skimpiest sundress.

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

"You really should lock your doorway, you know,"it was widow woman Adam Smith, her neighbor,"aren't you worried about thief ?"

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

"Suit yourself, Mrs Adam Smith chided,"but don't pick me if people sneak in."

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

The park was huge, plenty of playgrounds for tiddler, stat mi of walking track, baseball and soccer and cricket fields, and, most importantly to Nicole, terrace, benches everywhere.

Nicole smiled and hummed as she traverse the park at a leisurely footstep heading for her preferent workbench. She was in no rush, she enjoyed the notion of her mamilla being rubbed by the clothes, she felt present moment of excitement as the snap occasionally blew up her dress to osculate her unprotected common soldier, and she enjoyed the heat of the sun slowly tanning her legs.

Reaching the bench she sought, she removed her apparel. She hated tan line of reasoning and, knowing this bench was far enough away from the walking paths and meet areas, here she could sun undisturbed. She lay face down on the bench and started to titter thinking that the sun was shining where the old expression said it don't. She loved the feeling of the sun on her back and ass, and even loved the feeling of the breeze sliding up her peg and across her cunt more. Sharing these two sensations 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 voiceless slash with an index number finger until fulfillment. She slowed the rubbing down, enjoying the final exam throbs between her legs as she massage them away before turning over to tan her front.

Her head snapped up suddenly checking her eubstance, she had fallen asleep and didn't know for how farsighted. ‘ The last matter I need is to expend the next few days with sunburned nipple, ‘ she thought, ‘ although it would be an alibi to quell defenseless, but the thinking of my tit peeling, or my ... ?'Deciding not to take any More chances of falling asleep, Nicole decided it was clip to leave. She draped her dress over one shoulder, still enjoying the sun and breeze on her naked soundbox, before heading back on a rarely, if ever, used by anyone but her road. She listened as she walked for any noises that would show one of the playing 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 leisurely naked walk, Nicole could see the parking lot just ahead, void 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 a lot long she could have remained nude when something caught her eye ; the slide door to the van was subject. Looking around, she couldn't see anyone, raising her rarity, so she went to the van to calculate inside, calling ‘ Hello"every few steps. Close enough to the van, Nicole put a hand on the vehicle and started to lean forward to select a peek inside when some form of cloth was wrapped around her face. Before she could proceed back, a couple of hands grabbed her by the elbows pulling her subdivision behind her back and leaning her into the vehicle. Seconds after her elbows were pinned ; a third duet of hands took her by the mortise joint and lifted her into the van, face down on the floor of the cargo area.

No sooner was she on the story when the van incline door slammed shut. Her snatcher worked as a team, the first tying the cloth behind her question, the second was tying her wrists together above her foreland and affixing them to the rachis of the van, a third tying one ankle to a fixture on the floor of the van while a one-fourth tied her other ankle to something heights ( the roof ? ) and Nicole started to struggle harder as she felt a hand started playing with her exposed puss.

Once she was firmly secured, Nicole felt her dress being raised until it passed by her hands leaving her as exposed as potential. Helplessly bound and blindfolded, Nicole started to panic, trying to find a means to hightail it, when a set of script turned her head word so she faced away from the floor. As one set of deal held her question still, a second set of hands rolled up the cloth covering her fount to just below the nose.

Thinking this might be her only chance, Nicole took a deep breath hoping her screech might draw someone's attending, but before she could breathe out her plea, her back talk was covered by flesh and she heard the word ‘ lick ’. She kept her mouth closed refusing to pleasure her adversary, but when the system of weights on her face shifted and two sets of fingernails started to pierce her tits, she concede to the commands. Just as Nicole's natural language started to caress the slit over her mouth, she felt one leg slide behind her, one leg slide along her stomach and suddenly she was being scissored.

"I'm being raped by cleaning woman,"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 mentation were broken by the fingernails at her tits again and she realized in her panic she had stopped licking, she began again, this prison term with earnest, hoping to end this as soon as possible. She hated being forced like this, not having command, at the whim of others, but this was her fate, and she had to assume it. She felt her rapists clit throb against hers and it almost caused her to orgasm as well, but she refused to give the bitch the satisfaction at felt vindicated knowing she denied her that gratification. No sooner had the legs been removed from around her physical structure then tresses of hair slid along the down of her stage and a mouth pressed against her pelvis.

The back talk was right, material good. Within instant Nicole stopped licking, she was panting to heavy to use her mouth for anything else, she started to beat and moan as she fought the impulse to release until her bootless try to resist were broken by the unrelenting torments of the invading tongue.

"Oh God yes."Nicole moan as the slit was raised from her lip,"Yes, yes, oh fuck yes."She went mum as her body attempted to contort within the confines of her binding, her muscles clench, her knees bending together as a good deal as possible ( which wasn't much ), her fingers and toes clenched and her face knack toward her chest hitting the fork hovering above her. Endless seconds passed before the mouth released her genitalia and her organic structure fell limp, only to give birth her sass kissed by a pussycat, and another clit rubbing hers as she heard the fomite scratch line. She felt the movement of being driven as she licked a puss to orgasm, only to have it replaced by another, and another. She, herself, came respective more fourth dimension from the assorted clits rubbing hers by the time the vehicle and the sexual assault stopped.

She felt her bandaging being released as a pair of hands took the covering from her center."well-chosen Birthday."the four women, all Quaker of hers, shouted.

"What the screw ?"Nicole shouted.

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

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

"Want us,"one of the early 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,"consecrate 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 cause certainly no one was around, made a elan for her mansion, covering what she could of herself with her hired man, glad she didn't take Mrs. Smith's suggestion about locking the door.

Entering the sign of the zodiac, she quickly turned around, closed the door and locked it sighing with alleviation before an ear shocking ‘ surprise'caused her to change state around to see about eight women, her usual pick-ups at the lesbian bar she frequently visited, standing in her living room, all completely au naturel except for the strap-ons they were wearing.

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

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

"No, Nicole, at to the lowest degree not yet"noticing how Nicole was looking at her strap on, Mrs smith explained,"Oh, this"she said stroking the plastic head of the penis,"a left over from married life, my deep Jerry used to relish a little ... change, just to keep things interesting. Never had a opportunity to use it with another fair sex though until now so, like all your friends here, I was hoping to produce sure you had one hell of a fucking birthday company and put this baby to use. ”