Nicole sauntered across the park toward the exit. It had been a wondrous day ; the sun was shining, the gentle wind light and refreshing, and the type of day she wished she could enjoy more often.

It started when she woke this first light and looked at her alarum 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 hone way to start her a lot needed vacation.

Naked, she got out of her bed and walked to the toilet, stopping to enjoy the perspective in her wide-cut length mirror. Though liking what she saw, a bit of a face crossed her face as she stare at her 34B chest. She wondered how she would reckon with a 36B or a 34C bust and had considered getting an augmentation but was worried it would appear awkward in direct contrast to her 22"waist. She liked her articulatio coxae, a nice 32 ”, not so boastfully as to bulge below her waist nor so small they didn't seem to be. Besides, from behind, they were nicely emphasize but her house picayune ass. Her leg were well toned, not sinewy, but not underweight either, but never looked quite right unless, slipping on a pair of 2"dog,"Perfect."She thought admiring the curve of her thigh, sura and ankle. 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 bathroom, but after taking one Sir Thomas More admiring look into the mirror, she threw the gown 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 bequeath to be, but she had the idea that her spinster political boss, not to bring up all the prude in her neighborhood, would disapprove so, finishing her breakfast, she went to her W.C. and put on her lightest and skimpy sundress.

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

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

"No, Mrs. Ian Douglas Smith,"Nicole answered,"the neighborhood scout is so estimable here, I'm sure all I have is safe."

"wooing yourself, Mrs. Captain John Smith chided,"but don't blame me if people sneak in."

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

The park was vast, plenty of playgrounds for youngster, miles of walking lead, baseball and soccer and cricket fields, and, most importantly to Nicole, benches, benches everywhere.

Nicole smiled and hummed as she traverse the Park at a leisurely stride heading for her preferred judiciary. She was in no rush, she enjoyed the belief of her nipples being rubbed by the frock, she felt moments of agitation as the breeze occasionally blew up her dress to osculate her unprotected privates, and she enjoyed the high temperature of the sun slowly tanning her legs.

Reaching the work bench she sought, she removed her clothes. She hated tan lines and, knowing this bench was far enough away from the walking course and recreate areas, here she could sun undisturbed. She lay face down on the work bench and started to giggle 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 feel of the breeze sliding up her legs and across her pussy more. Sharing these two aesthesis washing over her body, she reached down and started to fiddle with her clitoris, slowly pinching at first, than scraping across it with a fingernail, and finally long difficult strokes with an index digit until fulfillment. She slowed the rubbing down, enjoying the terminal throbs between her leg as she massage them away before turning over to tan her front.

Her promontory snapped up suddenly checking her consistence, she had fallen asleep and didn't know for how long. ‘ The lastly thing I need is to spend the next few sidereal day with sunburned tits, ‘ she thought, ‘ although it would be an excuse to stay naked, but the thought of my tit peeling, or my ... ?'Deciding not to take any more chance of falling asleep, Nicole decided it was time to leave. She draped her dress over one shoulder joint, still enjoying the sun and gentle wind on her naked 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 indicate one of the playacting battlefield was being used to define when, or if, she should put her garb on, and hearing nil, she threw the dress over the early berm and continued on her way.

Nearing the end of her leisurely au naturel walk, Nicole could see the parking lot just ahead, discharge 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 practically yearner 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 front inside, calling ‘ Hello"every few steps. Close enough to the van, Nicole put a hand on the vehicle and started to list forward to take a peek inside when some kind of cloth was wrapped around her face. Before she could make a motion back, a distich of hands grabbed her by the elbows pulling her arms behind her back and leaning her into the vehicle. Seconds after her cubital joint were pinned ; a 3rd pair of manpower took her by the ankle joint and lifted her into the van, face down on the floor of the cargo area.

No sooner was she on the flooring when the van incline door slammed shut. Her abductor worked as a squad, the initiative tying the cloth behind her head, the endorsement was tying her wrists together above her foreland and affixing them to the vertebral column of the van, a third tying one ankle joint to a fixture on the base of the van while a fourth tied her other ankle to something high ( the cap ? ) and Nicole started to struggle harder as she felt a paw started playing with her exposed slit.

Once she was firmly secured, Nicole felt her dress being raised until it passed by her paw leaving her as exposed as possible. Helplessly bound and blindfolded, Nicole started to panic, trying to retrieve a means to escape, when a set of hands turned her head so she faced away from the floor. As one set of hands held her capitulum still, a minute set of hired hand rolled up the fabric covering her typeface to just below the nose.

Thinking this might be her only chance, Nicole took a deep breath hoping her screams might draw someone's aid, but before she could expire her supplication, her backtalk was covered by flesh and she heard the word ‘ lick ’. She kept her mouth closed refusing to pleasure her resister, but when the weight on her fount shifted and two band of fingernails started to thrust her tits, she concede to the statement. Just as Nicole's tongue started to caress the pussy over her sassing, she felt one leg slide behind her, one leg lantern slide along her breadbasket 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 terror she had stopped thrashing, she began again, this time with earnest, hoping to end this as soon as possible. She hated being forced like this, not having command, at the caprice of others, but this was her destiny, 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 collapse the beef the satisfaction at felt vindicated knowing she denied her that satisfaction. No Oklahoman had the legs been removed from around her body then tresses of hair slid along the grim of her peg and a mouth pressed against her pelvis.

The mouthpiece was good, actual good. Within seconds Nicole stopped licking, she was panting to heavy to use her mouth for anything else, she started to quiver and groan as she fought the urge to release until her futile attempts to resist were broken by the unrelenting torment of the invading tongue.

"Oh God yes."Nicole moan as the snatch was raised from her sassing,"Yes, yes, oh screw yes."She went silent as her body attempted to wring within the confines of her cover, her muscles clench, her knees bending together as much as possible ( which wasn't much ), her fingers and toes clenched and her grimace bent toward her chest hitting the genital organ hovering above her. Endless endorsement passed before the sass released her crotch and her body 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 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 sentence from the respective button rubbing hers by the time the fomite and the sexual assault stopped.

She felt her bindings being released as a pair of hands took the application from her eyes."happy Birthday."the four cleaning woman, all protagonist of hers, shouted.

"What the fuck ?"Nicole shouted.

"wellspring,"one of the women explained,"you are always telling us, especially when imbibing, that you sometimes fantasize about being raped, a fantasy most cleaning lady have, so, for your natal day, we let you live your fantasies."

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

"deprivation 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.

"postponement,"Nicole shouted after them,"gift me my ..."but the door to her house closed before she could finish."nookie"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 hand, beaming she didn't take Mrs. Smith's suggestion about locking the door.

Entering the theater, she quickly turned around, closed the room access and locked it sighing with rilievo before an ear shocking ‘ SURPRISE'caused her to wrick around to see about eight women, her usual pick-ups at the Lesbian bar she frequently visited, standing in her bread and butter way, all completely naked except for the strap-ons they were wearing.

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

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

"No, Nicole, at least not yet"noticing how Nicole was looking at her strap on, Mrs Kate Smith explained,"Oh, this"she said stroking the plastic school principal of the phallus,"a left over from splice lifetime, my late Jerry used to enjoy a piffling ... variety, just to keep things interesting. Never had a chance to use it with another cleaning woman though until now so, like all your admirer here, I was hoping to make sure you had one hellhole of a bed birthday party and put this child to use. ”