The Count of Monte CristoChapter 58 M Noirtier de Villefort
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My name is Melanie and I am a forty two year old woman. I am five foot ten and have blonde hair
with a few brown streaks, blue eyes and I have a slim, voluptuous body. I have been told that I am
sexy and gorgeous and that heads turn when I walk into a room. I have a DD breast size, even
though I am slim, which probably accounts for all the head turning.
I probably could have any bloke I want, but they don’t interest me. Blokes of my age or older seem to
tend more towards relationships and I don’t want that. What I want, or should I say, what I need, are
quick satisfying and intense fucks that turn me on immensely. I completely get off on knowing that I
have acted naughty, slutty or downright perverted especially when I have taken the sex to its most
depraved limits.
A typical night may start out normal, but I don’t feel wanton or lustful unless something dirty has
happened, either to me or instigated by me. Regardless of what it is, when it happens, I turn into a
fuck puppy that cannot be stopped.
The trouble is, I’m married and the manageress of a high visibility company. I am sort of happy in my
marriage, but my husband cannot give me the sex I crave.
I have, on occasion, resorted to the odd gigolo now and again. After all, they are young, have loads
of energy, and loads of fluid that they want to pour down my very dry throat on those nights where, I
have been a really naughty piece of ass. I have also picked the odd bloke up from a pub, but my
typical hunting places are the posher hotels, where I can book a room, pick up some cock, and fuck
them senseless before I bugger off home with a satisfied grin on my face. I have, before now, taken
two or more guys.
One evening at a hotel, I clocked two guys looking in my direction. It wasn’t long before we started
chatting and we all decided that they would be up for pouring their spunk over my body. I booked a
room, we all left the bar, and they proceeded to fuck me, one after each other, on the strict
understanding that they spunked all over my body. They did just that after they used me to fuck my
throat and pussy several times.
My naughtiness that evening was what I was about to do, not what I had already done.
After they spunked all over my tits, lower chest and stomach, I simply slipped my white top on and
buttoned it up. I slipped on my skirt, hold up stockings and shoes. I shoved my bra into my bag and
then nonchalantly walked out of the room, and hotel, smelling of spunk, and watching and feeling
their cum, soak through the white cotton fabric, as I walked to the car. I drove home just like that. I
was breathing heavily as I walked up to the door and let myself in. I didn’t know if my husband would
be up or would have gone to bed. On this occasion, I didn’t care. I walked into the house, walked
upstairs and then stripped to have a shower. I must admit to sniffing my white top and even sucking
on the spunk soaked areas before I put it in the washing basket. When I showered, I felt that I was
losing all the sensations that I felt that night. That it was all over. I remember smiling and thinking that
I would have to look forward to yet another night of bliss in the not too distant future.
I had always picked on guys younger than me, probably in the age range of about twenty eight to
thirty six. And so it was with trepidation and pure excitement mixed together in a depraved cocktail of
exhilaration that I embarked on something very naughty indeed. It would be so naughty that I could
probably lose my job if anyone should find out and I would definitely lose my husband. Well, at least
the latter would be no great loss, I figured.
It all happened one Sunday while I was out walking along the gorge where I live. It’s a beautiful part
of the country with high sided mountains looking down onto lush green valleys. The rocky outcrops
are fabulous positions to look out over the landscape.
As I looked out on this particular Sunday, I started to feel sexy. For no reason I could think of, I
started breathing heavy as I felt the cool breeze flood through my open necked top and onto my
breasts. I felt the need to feel the same breeze across my thighs and pussy. I started to wonder how it
would feel if a constant cold breeze were to rush over my pussy and tickle my clit. I wondered if I
would cum.
I stood near the edge of the cliff and opened my top fully. I slipped it off, over my shoulders to
remove my bra and then I put it back on. I slipped my bra into the small rucksack I was carrying. Then
I opened my top a little further to let the cold air circulate around my breasts. My nipples twitched and
grew. They touched my cotton top and brushed on the fabric which made my body and mind jump
with excitation. I found myself biting my lower lip as I wondered whether someone would see me if I
opened my trousers.
Suddenly, I felt the need to masturbate. I wanted to circle my clit with my fingers and run my hand
over my pussy. I wanted to push my fingers inside me. I could feel it getting wet, as the thoughts
raged through my mind.
I looked around me and could see people approaching along the same path. Then I saw more a few
hundred yards away. I was rapidly pulled back into the real world. Yet the thoughts would not go
away, and my pussy was definitely getting wetter. If anything, I needed to remove my wet knickers
and make myself a little more comfortable. I buttoned my shirt up a little and went in search of a glade
where there would be a little privacy.
I found just the spot surrounded by bushes. The sun was partly shining though the trees and onto the
grassy area underneath. I sat on the grass and started to remove my trousers and then my knickers. I
only wanted to strip off and remove my knickers, but once my lower half was naked and I touched the
grass with my bare skin, all sorts of lewd thoughts rushed through my mind. It didn’t go unnoticed that
the grass thrust up along my pussy and there were fronds tickling my outer lips and clitoris. I propped
myself up against the tree and let myself wallow in the feeling of nature at work as I wriggled my arse
on the grass.
It wasn’t long before my fingers were stroking my pussy and my legs started to open. My eyes rolled
in their sockets and I eventually closed them as my finger tips slipped over my clit. It was absolutely
gorgeous. The sensations of my fingers intermingled with the soft breeze that was blowing over my
lower body. I unbuttoned my blouse and lifted my left breast out of it. I felt the breeze stiffen my nipple
all on its own. How I would have loved to cum just by the breeze lapping at my nipples and clitoris.
That would have been the ultimate prize.
I thrust two of my fingers into my cunt as I lifted my arse off the ground.
I stopped dead, almost startled as I heard sounds from one of the bushes to my left. I decided to
keep playing with myself until such time as I could make out what it was.
Then I heard some more sounds. I concentrated harder and closed my eyes fully.
“Such gorgeous tits…she‘s fingering herself,” I heard from the bushes.
I started to smile, they were human words and I was being watched. My smile broadened as I thrust
my fingers into my cunt. At least two people, I thought to myself. I didn’t care whether they were male,
female, old or young (as long as they were over 16), though I must admit, they sounded young.
I groaned and let out a raunchy guttural sound from my throat as I finger fucked myself. I pumped my
fingers into my cunt as my legs widened. I turned slightly to face the direction of the sounds and to
give whoever was looking the opportunity to fuck me with their eyes. I wanted them to see and hear
everything, the pleasure, the sounds, the wetness of my pussy and the convulsions I would have
when I finally brought myself to orgasm.
I stopped briefly to reveal both my breasts and I tweaked my nipples and circled them with my finger
and thumb, before returning to my highly aroused pussy.
“She‘s so fucking horny…I could fuck her right here!” I heard someone whisper, much louder than
they thought they had.
My fingers once more delved into my cunt and I was ready for my sensual, slutty outburst. My only
concern at the time, though it was short lived, was finding a video of myself on facebook the day after.
It would have been a definite sackable offence and I would be jobless.
As I said, it was short lived. My brain had made up its mind that my pussy was going to get the full
monty. I remember making a mental note to myself to bring my dildo next time, in case of
emergencies just like this one.
It was then that my orgasm started to build up. My fingers were fucking into me in a regular motion.
My head flew back against the tree and with my eyes closed I removed my fingers and circled my clit
with two of them. I was breathing heavily and panting into the breeze. I felt a sunbeam shoot through
the trees and hit my clit making it feel hotter than it already was. I sighed and groaned.
“Oh! Fuck, yesssssss,” the sound was ripped u*********sly from my throat as my body entered total
abandonment. I felt my orgasm rush to the surface as I wanked myself. Then the thoughts of the
watchers hit my brain and I exploded with complete satisfaction at being watched while enjoying a
most satisfying cum on my fingers.
My breasts were heaving and I was panting as suddenly the bushes rocked and a young man almost
fell from them into the glade before me. He pulled himself short of falling over onto the ground and
stood up a good six maybe seven metres away.
I looked at him, his obvious embarrassment complete with red face and silent demeanour at
suddenly being exposed to my glare.
“S…s…s…or…r…ry,” he stuttered badly. I just looked at him with my legs open and breasts heaving.
“Have you been watching me, young man?” I questioned him. He just nodded. He was at least
sixteen, maybe s*******n. His chin had a little bit of stubble on it, like he was trying to be all grown
up.
“You watched me masturbate and bring myself to orgasm!” I exclaimed, “right there, in the bushes.”
“I…ermmm…didn‘t mean to…”, he replied, “it just happened. We…I…didn’t mean to!”
“Well, I don’t think it‘s fair,” I replied smiling, knowing there were more behind the bushes. How many
more I didn’t know, but they would come out soon enough.
“Do you think its fair?” I asked,
“What‘s fair!” he stumbled over his words.
“Come here,” I motioned him to move closer to me. He stood exactly where he was, and looking very
unsure of himself. I could see he wanted to look behind him, probably for some Dutch courage.
“Come Here!” I said in louder and more demanding voice. I stood up as he walked towards me and
stopped about a metre away.
“I don’t think its fair that I am naked and your fully clothed, for starters.” I told him. Then without even
giving him the option, I unbuckled his belt, flipped the button on his jeans open and unzipped them.
With my thumbs tucked into his belt and underpants, I dropped them to the ground as I knelt in front
of him.
He wasn’t going anywhere now, I thought, with his trousers firmly around his ankles.
His cock sprung free of their confines and he was already sporting a semi-hardon. I was sure it was a
full one when he was in the bushes.
“I also think its unfair that you have seen me cum all over my fingers,” I told him. His mouth and eyes
were both wide open as he looked at me. Without warning, my mouth fell onto his cock head and I
sucked it down into my mouth and let it slide down my throat. I grabbed his balls in my hand and
tugged on them. His cock became easier for me to swallow and I pumped it into my mouth and down
my throat a few more times. I felt it swell in my mouth. My eyes once again closed as I tried to sense
his impending doom.
As I sucked on his stiffening cock, I felt him jerk suddenly and groan through his teeth, and then I felt
his spunk invade my mouth and flow sensuously down my throat. I swallowed his cum as he spunked
it into me. He was a gusher, I thought to myself, as his load erupted inside me. I swallowed it all until I
felt his orgasm easing. It was then that I let his cock slip from my mouth at the same time as letting
some of his spunk dribble onto my chin.
I stood up and while I wiped his escaping spunk with my finger, guiding it back to my mouth, I
addressed the bushes behind him.
“You can all come out now…” I said, “that‘s if you want what your friend just got!” I exclaimed.
It wasn’t long before two more guys, 16 maybe 17, stepped from the bushes.
I nodded my head at them as they walked forward to join their friend.
“Do you make a habit of spying on unsuspecting women?” I asked them
“No,” they both said, almost in unison.
“But, I take it, you liked what you saw…” they both nodded enthusiastically.
“So why don‘t you both drop your trousers and take them off,” I suggested.
Their hands dropped to their jeans almost immediately and I watched as they struggled with their
trousers. I had decided the first one to get free of them would fuck me right there and then.
I watched them both as my hand rested on Mr. Blowjobs cock once more and I started to wank it for
him.
The blonde guy stood up first, having ridden himself of his trousers and trainers. The redhead was
still removing his trainers with some urgency as he was standing up. He hopped uncontrollably and
fell forward back to the ground. It was so funny to watch.
“Come here, young man,” I said and motioned to the blonde to move towards me. “It‘s your lucky
day,” I told him.
As he moved towards me, I slipped to the floor and rested half up against the tree.
“You’re going to fuck me,” I told him as I slipped my hand over my pussy. I was a red hot tart at that
precise moment and I grinned as I watched his face display utter disbelief at what I had just told him.
“That‘s right,” I confirmed my intentions, “You‘re going to stick that big cock of yours in here!” I
pointed to my pussy, then gave it a good feel with two of my fingers.
“But,” I continued, “You must take it out before you spunk in me…is that a deal.” He nodded.
“What do I do then?” he asked. I smiled at him and cocked my head to one side. I really couldn’t
believe how naive he was. It was wonderful. How fucking sweet, I thought.
“Well,” I started very slowly and thoughtfully, “then you stand up as fast as you can, you hold your
cock in your hand…” I waited for him to register the words, “and then you point your cock towards my
face.”
He nodded, listening carefully to my instructions and hanging on my every word.
“After you do that,” I was smiling like there was no tomorrow, “I want you to let your spunk shoot from
the end of your cock…all over my fucking face and tits.”
“Do you think you can manage that?” I asked. He just nodded.
“”Oh fucking wonderful….wow!” came a response from Mr Blowjob. I glanced at him and his cock
was erect as he pumped it with his hand. The red-head was doing the same. Then I looked back on
my Mr Fuckme.
“In here…” I told him as I lay back on the grass. He plummeted to the ground and buried his cock in
my cunt in one easy go. It was easy because I was wetting myself profusely at my wanton actions
and lust crazed behaviour. Though, it has to be said, I was banking on the backup behind him.
His cock fucked into me. It was fucking glorious. I felt his hot cock slide into my cunt right to the hilt.
Then I felt it being removed and suddenly it was in me again. It was raw, it was rampant and it was
short lived.
Within five or six strokes, Mr. Fuckme was pulling out and standing to attention. His cock was hard
and he had grabbed it with his hand. I immediately raised my body off the floor and then a surge of
spunk hit my face and blasted into my nose and upper lip. I grabbed his cock quickly and directed the
next spurt into my open mouth. The next between my tits, and then I let him take care of where the
rest would end up.
“Six fucking strokes…” I commented.
“You‘re next and you had better last longer than that…” I turned to Mr. Redhead and urged him on,
“Now get down here and fuck me hard,” I commanded.
He pushed his mate out of the way and immediately thrust his cock into my waiting pussy. He was
better, he had a little more staying power and I could feel my orgasm building as his cock pumped
into me. It felt fucking wonderful. I looked up as he fucked into me and I could see two youngsters,
teenagers, stroking their cocks once more as they watched their friend pound my pussy.
Suddenly, and without warning, Mr Redhead stood up and spunked all over my tits and stomach. He
too was a bit of a gusher, or perhaps, this was their first fuck in their entire lives. Either way, I was
glad to be on the receiving end of it all.
“You two on your backs now…” I commanded once more. As they did so I got up and mounted Mr
Blowjob first. I sank my pussy down onto his cock and fucked him with some urgency. The urgency
that my orgasm required. He lasted long enough for me to cum hard on his cock. My body juddered
and shook from the orgasm that flowed over me and engulfed me. I relished his hard cock in me and
then registered his words.
“I‘m fucking cumming miss…” he blurted out. I grinned at the words ‘miss’ and thought that his
concern as to where his spunk ended up was sweet as fuck.
“Let it go…” I urged him, and then I felt his spunk hit my insides. I let him spend himself in my cunt
fully before I climbed off and then onto Mr. Fuckme.
I slipped his hard fucking cock into me, relishing in its length as it slid all the way in. It hit my insides.
Mr Fuckme was definitely well-endowed for his tender age. I rode his cock with utter enthusiasm and I
could feel another orgasm build up inside me. I loved every fucking minute of it. Every second of this
rude and lustful fuck with three teenagers was sending me into raptures. The pleasure was immense
and the spunk - well, the spunk was fucking awesome.
Mr. Fuckme suddenly announced he was cumming. How dare he, I thought. I thrust my arse down
onto his cock and then pushed it to and fro on his thighs. He was spunking inside me in seconds after
that manoeuvre.
It was now Mr. Redhead's second turn and I did the same to him as I had done to his other two
friends. After another mind-blowing orgasm, I finally felt sated enough to climb off the guys and leave
them lying on the floor. I looked on them and concluded that they were all fucked out.
I started to button up my shirt all over the spunk that was now oozing itself over my torso. I rubbed
some of it in, I was even lewd enough to cup some of it and lick it from the palm of my hand. They just
lay there and watched the whole performance. I then rescued my trousers and put them on and
slowly got dressed.
“Right, well, I must be off…” I smiled at the boys on the floor. They hadn’t moved an inch as they
watched me get dressed.
“Thanks for the fuck…” I winked at them and with that I started to turn and walk away.
A smile crossed my face and I rescued my knickers from my bag, turned and threw them towards the
boys.
“Souvenir…” I remarked as I walked away.
I was about ten maybe twelve metres away, I turned to them, and walking backwards shouting.
“See you next Sunday…don’t be late!”
I don’t know if they ever did turn up the following Sunday. I know I didn’t. On that day, I was in a hotel
room in Scotland fucking some guy I had met on the internet. Now he was, fucking awesome, and
knew how to use a cock.
I reckon I will be back to those hills someday soon though. I just loved the amount of spunk those
teenage boys could produce.
with a few brown streaks, blue eyes and I have a slim, voluptuous body. I have been told that I am
sexy and gorgeous and that heads turn when I walk into a room. I have a DD breast size, even
though I am slim, which probably accounts for all the head turning.
I probably could have any bloke I want, but they don’t interest me. Blokes of my age or older seem to
tend more towards relationships and I don’t want that. What I want, or should I say, what I need, are
quick satisfying and intense fucks that turn me on immensely. I completely get off on knowing that I
have acted naughty, slutty or downright perverted especially when I have taken the sex to its most
depraved limits.
A typical night may start out normal, but I don’t feel wanton or lustful unless something dirty has
happened, either to me or instigated by me. Regardless of what it is, when it happens, I turn into a
fuck puppy that cannot be stopped.
The trouble is, I’m married and the manageress of a high visibility company. I am sort of happy in my
marriage, but my husband cannot give me the sex I crave.
I have, on occasion, resorted to the odd gigolo now and again. After all, they are young, have loads
of energy, and loads of fluid that they want to pour down my very dry throat on those nights where, I
have been a really naughty piece of ass. I have also picked the odd bloke up from a pub, but my
typical hunting places are the posher hotels, where I can book a room, pick up some cock, and fuck
them senseless before I bugger off home with a satisfied grin on my face. I have, before now, taken
two or more guys.
One evening at a hotel, I clocked two guys looking in my direction. It wasn’t long before we started
chatting and we all decided that they would be up for pouring their spunk over my body. I booked a
room, we all left the bar, and they proceeded to fuck me, one after each other, on the strict
understanding that they spunked all over my body. They did just that after they used me to fuck my
throat and pussy several times.
My naughtiness that evening was what I was about to do, not what I had already done.
After they spunked all over my tits, lower chest and stomach, I simply slipped my white top on and
buttoned it up. I slipped on my skirt, hold up stockings and shoes. I shoved my bra into my bag and
then nonchalantly walked out of the room, and hotel, smelling of spunk, and watching and feeling
their cum, soak through the white cotton fabric, as I walked to the car. I drove home just like that. I
was breathing heavily as I walked up to the door and let myself in. I didn’t know if my husband would
be up or would have gone to bed. On this occasion, I didn’t care. I walked into the house, walked
upstairs and then stripped to have a shower. I must admit to sniffing my white top and even sucking
on the spunk soaked areas before I put it in the washing basket. When I showered, I felt that I was
losing all the sensations that I felt that night. That it was all over. I remember smiling and thinking that
I would have to look forward to yet another night of bliss in the not too distant future.
I had always picked on guys younger than me, probably in the age range of about twenty eight to
thirty six. And so it was with trepidation and pure excitement mixed together in a depraved cocktail of
exhilaration that I embarked on something very naughty indeed. It would be so naughty that I could
probably lose my job if anyone should find out and I would definitely lose my husband. Well, at least
the latter would be no great loss, I figured.
It all happened one Sunday while I was out walking along the gorge where I live. It’s a beautiful part
of the country with high sided mountains looking down onto lush green valleys. The rocky outcrops
are fabulous positions to look out over the landscape.
As I looked out on this particular Sunday, I started to feel sexy. For no reason I could think of, I
started breathing heavy as I felt the cool breeze flood through my open necked top and onto my
breasts. I felt the need to feel the same breeze across my thighs and pussy. I started to wonder how it
would feel if a constant cold breeze were to rush over my pussy and tickle my clit. I wondered if I
would cum.
I stood near the edge of the cliff and opened my top fully. I slipped it off, over my shoulders to
remove my bra and then I put it back on. I slipped my bra into the small rucksack I was carrying. Then
I opened my top a little further to let the cold air circulate around my breasts. My nipples twitched and
grew. They touched my cotton top and brushed on the fabric which made my body and mind jump
with excitation. I found myself biting my lower lip as I wondered whether someone would see me if I
opened my trousers.
Suddenly, I felt the need to masturbate. I wanted to circle my clit with my fingers and run my hand
over my pussy. I wanted to push my fingers inside me. I could feel it getting wet, as the thoughts
raged through my mind.
I looked around me and could see people approaching along the same path. Then I saw more a few
hundred yards away. I was rapidly pulled back into the real world. Yet the thoughts would not go
away, and my pussy was definitely getting wetter. If anything, I needed to remove my wet knickers
and make myself a little more comfortable. I buttoned my shirt up a little and went in search of a glade
where there would be a little privacy.
I found just the spot surrounded by bushes. The sun was partly shining though the trees and onto the
grassy area underneath. I sat on the grass and started to remove my trousers and then my knickers. I
only wanted to strip off and remove my knickers, but once my lower half was naked and I touched the
grass with my bare skin, all sorts of lewd thoughts rushed through my mind. It didn’t go unnoticed that
the grass thrust up along my pussy and there were fronds tickling my outer lips and clitoris. I propped
myself up against the tree and let myself wallow in the feeling of nature at work as I wriggled my arse
on the grass.
It wasn’t long before my fingers were stroking my pussy and my legs started to open. My eyes rolled
in their sockets and I eventually closed them as my finger tips slipped over my clit. It was absolutely
gorgeous. The sensations of my fingers intermingled with the soft breeze that was blowing over my
lower body. I unbuttoned my blouse and lifted my left breast out of it. I felt the breeze stiffen my nipple
all on its own. How I would have loved to cum just by the breeze lapping at my nipples and clitoris.
That would have been the ultimate prize.
I thrust two of my fingers into my cunt as I lifted my arse off the ground.
I stopped dead, almost startled as I heard sounds from one of the bushes to my left. I decided to
keep playing with myself until such time as I could make out what it was.
Then I heard some more sounds. I concentrated harder and closed my eyes fully.
“Such gorgeous tits…she‘s fingering herself,” I heard from the bushes.
I started to smile, they were human words and I was being watched. My smile broadened as I thrust
my fingers into my cunt. At least two people, I thought to myself. I didn’t care whether they were male,
female, old or young (as long as they were over 16), though I must admit, they sounded young.
I groaned and let out a raunchy guttural sound from my throat as I finger fucked myself. I pumped my
fingers into my cunt as my legs widened. I turned slightly to face the direction of the sounds and to
give whoever was looking the opportunity to fuck me with their eyes. I wanted them to see and hear
everything, the pleasure, the sounds, the wetness of my pussy and the convulsions I would have
when I finally brought myself to orgasm.
I stopped briefly to reveal both my breasts and I tweaked my nipples and circled them with my finger
and thumb, before returning to my highly aroused pussy.
“She‘s so fucking horny…I could fuck her right here!” I heard someone whisper, much louder than
they thought they had.
My fingers once more delved into my cunt and I was ready for my sensual, slutty outburst. My only
concern at the time, though it was short lived, was finding a video of myself on facebook the day after.
It would have been a definite sackable offence and I would be jobless.
As I said, it was short lived. My brain had made up its mind that my pussy was going to get the full
monty. I remember making a mental note to myself to bring my dildo next time, in case of
emergencies just like this one.
It was then that my orgasm started to build up. My fingers were fucking into me in a regular motion.
My head flew back against the tree and with my eyes closed I removed my fingers and circled my clit
with two of them. I was breathing heavily and panting into the breeze. I felt a sunbeam shoot through
the trees and hit my clit making it feel hotter than it already was. I sighed and groaned.
“Oh! Fuck, yesssssss,” the sound was ripped u*********sly from my throat as my body entered total
abandonment. I felt my orgasm rush to the surface as I wanked myself. Then the thoughts of the
watchers hit my brain and I exploded with complete satisfaction at being watched while enjoying a
most satisfying cum on my fingers.
My breasts were heaving and I was panting as suddenly the bushes rocked and a young man almost
fell from them into the glade before me. He pulled himself short of falling over onto the ground and
stood up a good six maybe seven metres away.
I looked at him, his obvious embarrassment complete with red face and silent demeanour at
suddenly being exposed to my glare.
“S…s…s…or…r…ry,” he stuttered badly. I just looked at him with my legs open and breasts heaving.
“Have you been watching me, young man?” I questioned him. He just nodded. He was at least
sixteen, maybe s*******n. His chin had a little bit of stubble on it, like he was trying to be all grown
up.
“You watched me masturbate and bring myself to orgasm!” I exclaimed, “right there, in the bushes.”
“I…ermmm…didn‘t mean to…”, he replied, “it just happened. We…I…didn’t mean to!”
“Well, I don’t think it‘s fair,” I replied smiling, knowing there were more behind the bushes. How many
more I didn’t know, but they would come out soon enough.
“Do you think its fair?” I asked,
“What‘s fair!” he stumbled over his words.
“Come here,” I motioned him to move closer to me. He stood exactly where he was, and looking very
unsure of himself. I could see he wanted to look behind him, probably for some Dutch courage.
“Come Here!” I said in louder and more demanding voice. I stood up as he walked towards me and
stopped about a metre away.
“I don’t think its fair that I am naked and your fully clothed, for starters.” I told him. Then without even
giving him the option, I unbuckled his belt, flipped the button on his jeans open and unzipped them.
With my thumbs tucked into his belt and underpants, I dropped them to the ground as I knelt in front
of him.
He wasn’t going anywhere now, I thought, with his trousers firmly around his ankles.
His cock sprung free of their confines and he was already sporting a semi-hardon. I was sure it was a
full one when he was in the bushes.
“I also think its unfair that you have seen me cum all over my fingers,” I told him. His mouth and eyes
were both wide open as he looked at me. Without warning, my mouth fell onto his cock head and I
sucked it down into my mouth and let it slide down my throat. I grabbed his balls in my hand and
tugged on them. His cock became easier for me to swallow and I pumped it into my mouth and down
my throat a few more times. I felt it swell in my mouth. My eyes once again closed as I tried to sense
his impending doom.
As I sucked on his stiffening cock, I felt him jerk suddenly and groan through his teeth, and then I felt
his spunk invade my mouth and flow sensuously down my throat. I swallowed his cum as he spunked
it into me. He was a gusher, I thought to myself, as his load erupted inside me. I swallowed it all until I
felt his orgasm easing. It was then that I let his cock slip from my mouth at the same time as letting
some of his spunk dribble onto my chin.
I stood up and while I wiped his escaping spunk with my finger, guiding it back to my mouth, I
addressed the bushes behind him.
“You can all come out now…” I said, “that‘s if you want what your friend just got!” I exclaimed.
It wasn’t long before two more guys, 16 maybe 17, stepped from the bushes.
I nodded my head at them as they walked forward to join their friend.
“Do you make a habit of spying on unsuspecting women?” I asked them
“No,” they both said, almost in unison.
“But, I take it, you liked what you saw…” they both nodded enthusiastically.
“So why don‘t you both drop your trousers and take them off,” I suggested.
Their hands dropped to their jeans almost immediately and I watched as they struggled with their
trousers. I had decided the first one to get free of them would fuck me right there and then.
I watched them both as my hand rested on Mr. Blowjobs cock once more and I started to wank it for
him.
The blonde guy stood up first, having ridden himself of his trousers and trainers. The redhead was
still removing his trainers with some urgency as he was standing up. He hopped uncontrollably and
fell forward back to the ground. It was so funny to watch.
“Come here, young man,” I said and motioned to the blonde to move towards me. “It‘s your lucky
day,” I told him.
As he moved towards me, I slipped to the floor and rested half up against the tree.
“You’re going to fuck me,” I told him as I slipped my hand over my pussy. I was a red hot tart at that
precise moment and I grinned as I watched his face display utter disbelief at what I had just told him.
“That‘s right,” I confirmed my intentions, “You‘re going to stick that big cock of yours in here!” I
pointed to my pussy, then gave it a good feel with two of my fingers.
“But,” I continued, “You must take it out before you spunk in me…is that a deal.” He nodded.
“What do I do then?” he asked. I smiled at him and cocked my head to one side. I really couldn’t
believe how naive he was. It was wonderful. How fucking sweet, I thought.
“Well,” I started very slowly and thoughtfully, “then you stand up as fast as you can, you hold your
cock in your hand…” I waited for him to register the words, “and then you point your cock towards my
face.”
He nodded, listening carefully to my instructions and hanging on my every word.
“After you do that,” I was smiling like there was no tomorrow, “I want you to let your spunk shoot from
the end of your cock…all over my fucking face and tits.”
“Do you think you can manage that?” I asked. He just nodded.
“”Oh fucking wonderful….wow!” came a response from Mr Blowjob. I glanced at him and his cock
was erect as he pumped it with his hand. The red-head was doing the same. Then I looked back on
my Mr Fuckme.
“In here…” I told him as I lay back on the grass. He plummeted to the ground and buried his cock in
my cunt in one easy go. It was easy because I was wetting myself profusely at my wanton actions
and lust crazed behaviour. Though, it has to be said, I was banking on the backup behind him.
His cock fucked into me. It was fucking glorious. I felt his hot cock slide into my cunt right to the hilt.
Then I felt it being removed and suddenly it was in me again. It was raw, it was rampant and it was
short lived.
Within five or six strokes, Mr. Fuckme was pulling out and standing to attention. His cock was hard
and he had grabbed it with his hand. I immediately raised my body off the floor and then a surge of
spunk hit my face and blasted into my nose and upper lip. I grabbed his cock quickly and directed the
next spurt into my open mouth. The next between my tits, and then I let him take care of where the
rest would end up.
“Six fucking strokes…” I commented.
“You‘re next and you had better last longer than that…” I turned to Mr. Redhead and urged him on,
“Now get down here and fuck me hard,” I commanded.
He pushed his mate out of the way and immediately thrust his cock into my waiting pussy. He was
better, he had a little more staying power and I could feel my orgasm building as his cock pumped
into me. It felt fucking wonderful. I looked up as he fucked into me and I could see two youngsters,
teenagers, stroking their cocks once more as they watched their friend pound my pussy.
Suddenly, and without warning, Mr Redhead stood up and spunked all over my tits and stomach. He
too was a bit of a gusher, or perhaps, this was their first fuck in their entire lives. Either way, I was
glad to be on the receiving end of it all.
“You two on your backs now…” I commanded once more. As they did so I got up and mounted Mr
Blowjob first. I sank my pussy down onto his cock and fucked him with some urgency. The urgency
that my orgasm required. He lasted long enough for me to cum hard on his cock. My body juddered
and shook from the orgasm that flowed over me and engulfed me. I relished his hard cock in me and
then registered his words.
“I‘m fucking cumming miss…” he blurted out. I grinned at the words ‘miss’ and thought that his
concern as to where his spunk ended up was sweet as fuck.
“Let it go…” I urged him, and then I felt his spunk hit my insides. I let him spend himself in my cunt
fully before I climbed off and then onto Mr. Fuckme.
I slipped his hard fucking cock into me, relishing in its length as it slid all the way in. It hit my insides.
Mr Fuckme was definitely well-endowed for his tender age. I rode his cock with utter enthusiasm and I
could feel another orgasm build up inside me. I loved every fucking minute of it. Every second of this
rude and lustful fuck with three teenagers was sending me into raptures. The pleasure was immense
and the spunk - well, the spunk was fucking awesome.
Mr. Fuckme suddenly announced he was cumming. How dare he, I thought. I thrust my arse down
onto his cock and then pushed it to and fro on his thighs. He was spunking inside me in seconds after
that manoeuvre.
It was now Mr. Redhead's second turn and I did the same to him as I had done to his other two
friends. After another mind-blowing orgasm, I finally felt sated enough to climb off the guys and leave
them lying on the floor. I looked on them and concluded that they were all fucked out.
I started to button up my shirt all over the spunk that was now oozing itself over my torso. I rubbed
some of it in, I was even lewd enough to cup some of it and lick it from the palm of my hand. They just
lay there and watched the whole performance. I then rescued my trousers and put them on and
slowly got dressed.
“Right, well, I must be off…” I smiled at the boys on the floor. They hadn’t moved an inch as they
watched me get dressed.
“Thanks for the fuck…” I winked at them and with that I started to turn and walk away.
A smile crossed my face and I rescued my knickers from my bag, turned and threw them towards the
boys.
“Souvenir…” I remarked as I walked away.
I was about ten maybe twelve metres away, I turned to them, and walking backwards shouting.
“See you next Sunday…don’t be late!”
I don’t know if they ever did turn up the following Sunday. I know I didn’t. On that day, I was in a hotel
room in Scotland fucking some guy I had met on the internet. Now he was, fucking awesome, and
knew how to use a cock.
I reckon I will be back to those hills someday soon though. I just loved the amount of spunk those
teenage boys could produce.
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