Naked Lies (33 page)

As she left
the house and closed the front door, the phone rang. It was Mat,
ringing to tell me that he had to see a client that evening.
Obviously Den had called him and told him about the common, and
they'd planned to meet there. While they were wandering aimlessly
over the common, I'd be in the woods enjoying my studs. I'd arrive
home late, sperm-drenched and exhausted. Mat would question me, his
suspicious mind paining him as I poured out my lies. I was now the
omnipotent!

Hanging up, I
again pondered on the ultimate goal. Why had Mat wanted to change
me from a loving wife into a bisexual nymphomaniac? Because he was
a man, I supposed. Making love wasn't good enough for him, he
wanted to watch other men fuck me, other women lick my cunt, suck
and lick my clitoris to orgasm. Knowledge might well be power, but
what to do with that knowledge?

I spent the
rest of the afternoon preparing for the evening, taking a shower,
shaving the stubble from my vulval flesh, applying my make-up and
dressing in my microskirt and white silk blouse. I really looked
the part, I thought, gazing at myself in the full-length mirror. I
really looked like a tart. I was a tart!

Mat arrived at
six, asking me why I was dressed up to the nines, where I was
going, who I was meeting. I gazed into his brown eyes, the hurt
there, the regret, the failure. His incredibly wicked plan had
backfired on him, leaving him wallowing in self-pity, suspicion,
anger, jealousy.

"I'm meeting
Lisa," I lied. "As you phoned and said that you're seeing a client,
I thought I'd have an evening out with her."

"Have you seen
anything of Den?"

"Yes, he came
round this afternoon."

"He doesn't
seem to be working very hard these days. He's always round here
sitting in the garden with you and having coffee."

"I wouldn't
know anything about his work, he never mentions it."

"John, Den,
Lisa, Carole... You have quite a social life, don't you?"

"No, not
really."

"Who else
calls in for coffee?"

"Aren't I
allowed to have any friends?"

"Yes,
but..."

"I'd better be
going, Mat."

"What time
will you be home?"

"I really have
no idea. It depends on... I'll see you when I see you, OK?"

"I suppose
so," he sighed. "Have you given any more thought to us?"

"No, I still
need time. I'll see you later."

Leaving the
house, I walked down the leafy avenue, the sun warming me, my mind
swirling with thoughts of indulgent sex. Mat and Den would be
together by now, talking, discussing, planning... The ultimate
goal? Perhaps I should allow Mat's plan to work, I pondered. A life
of extravagant sex, and a husband to support me. It might not be
such a bad thing after all.

The evening
sun warming me, I ambled across the grass towards the trees,
wondering where Ian and his friends were. My juices seeping from my
sex sheath as I thought of several young men taking me, using my
naked body to satisfy their lust for debased sex, I sat on the
grass by the woods and looked about me. A woman pushing a pram,
children playing football, the world going about its business.
Where were my studs?

"I didn't
think you'd turn up," Ian called as he emerged from the trees
behind me. Rising to my feet, I turned to face him. His tight jeans
caught my eye, the bulge of his crotch. Wearing a white T-shirt,
his suntanned arms strong, his face grinning, he smiled. "We've
found a clearing in the woods," he said. "Follow me."

I said nothing
as he led me along the path, the path to sex. The cool air in the
woods caressing my naked pussy, my wet sex crack, I wondered how
many men were waiting for me, my cunt. Six, seven, eight... I
wanted their sperm, their gushing sperm filling me, my mouth, my
cunt, my arsehole.

"How many?" I
finally ventured.

"There are six
of us," he replied, turning his head and flashing a smile at me.
"OK?"

"Yes, that's
OK."

There were
four naked men standing in the clearing. I gazed longingly at their
fully erect penises, their swollen purple knobs, their heavy balls.
Where was the sixth? I wondered, greedy for as many cocks as I
could lay my hands on, take into my cock-hungry mouth. Perhaps Ian
had got it wrong, he was the fifth, not the sixth.

My stomach
somersaulting as two young men unbuttoned my blouse and tugged my
skirt down, I looked down at my breasts, my swollen melons, my
succulent milk teats. My nipples throbbing, erect in arousal, I let
out a sigh of pure lust as a finger ran up and down my yawning sex
crack.

"She has a
lovely cunt," someone murmured as a finger slipped between my inner
folds and snaked its way into my aching sex duct.

"And a
beautiful arse," another rejoined as my buttocks were squeezed and
parted.

I felt alive
with the sensations of sex as hands ran over my naked body, seeking
my crevices, my mounds. The evening sun filtering through the
trees, casting streaks of light across my firm breasts, I imagined
going to the woods every day and giving my body to the young men,
offering my cunt in the name of lust. I didn't need Mat, he was in
my way. Without him, I'd be free - free to offer my naked body to
other men. What price freedom?

To my great
delight a naked girl emerged from the bushes, her breasts firm, her
love lips adorned with fine blonde curls. She'd obviously been
hiding from me, waiting until I was naked and ready for sex before
showing herself. As she moved towards me, I focused on her sweet
sex crack, her pink inner lips protruding seductively from her
slit. I wanted my tongue inside her beautiful cunt.

The finger
embedded deep within my wetting vagina leaving my tight sheath, the
men moved aside as the girl stood before me. Her long blonde hair
cascading over her pretty face as she lowered her head and sucked
my breast bud into her hot mouth, I breathed in her aroma, her
female scent. I knew I was about to find my sexual paradise.

Five beautiful
penises and an angelic girl all to myself... This was my domain.
How wonderful it would be to have Mat watching, I mused as the girl
knelt before me and kissed my fleshy pussy lips, sucked each one
into her hot mouth. But Mat had lost out, as had Den. Their wicked
plan had more than backfired on them, leaving them alone while I
enjoyed sex in the woods. Were they wanking?

"Lie on the
ground, on your back," Ian instructed me. As I obediently complied
with my master's order, the soft grass tickling my naked flesh, the
girl knelt astride my head and buried her face between my thighs.
Her tongue entering me as I gazed at her yawning sex valley, her
open lust hole, I was about to pull her curvaceous body down and
reciprocate when one of the men knelt behind her. His fully-erect
penis hovering above me, his huge balls swinging, I watched as he
slipped his purple glans between her swollen sex lips and drove his
magnificent cock deep into her cunt.

His balls
brushing my forehead as he withdrew his penis and thrust into her
again, I focussed on his glistening shaft, her inner lips rolling
along its veined surface. Never had I witnessed sex at such close
quarters, a massive cock thrusting in and out of a beautiful cunt,
and the sight sent a lascivious quiver through my womb. In and out
of her fresh cunt his shaft glided, solid, wet with her juices of
lust, fucking her.

As the girl
sucked my clitoris into her ravenous mouth, I arched my back,
desperate to tongue her love nodule. Lowering her body, the top of
her open sex crack pressing against my mouth, I knew exactly what
she wanted. Her copious love milk dripping onto my face, I pushed
my tongue out and licked her swollen clitoris as the huge penis
drove in and out of her cunt. Would I have my cunt fucked as she
licked my clitoris? I wondered, imagining the beautiful sensations.
Her tongue driving deep into my cunt again, I knew that my turn
would soon come.

The squelching
sounds of sex resounding in my ears, warm pussy milk dripping onto
my face, I licked and sucked on the girl's clitoris as she parted
my cunny lips and mouthed my throbbing pleasure bud. The young
man's balls slapping my forehead as he quickened his fucking, I
prayed for him to slip his cock out of her cunt when he came and
spunk over my face, sperm my lapping tongue.

Gazing in awe
at the wet cock as it repeatedly emerged and drove into the
nameless girl's drenched vaginal duct, I felt the birth of my
orgasm stirring within my contracting womb. My anal sphincter
muscles spasming as my climax approached, I wanted a huge penis
there, arse-fucking me, sperming into my bowels. I loved cocks,
spunking knobs, swinging balls... I loved cunts, solid clitorises,
the flowing honeydew of lust. I loved sex.

"Coming!" the
man cried, his shaft swelling to an incredible size as my own
orgasm erupted within my tongued clitoris. His bulbous knob leaving
her vaginal opening every time he withdrew to thrust into her
again, his spunk splattered my face, jetted over my lapping tongue.
I licked and sucked as the girl writhed in her orgasm, delighting
in my crudity. Her milk spewing from her inflamed cunt as the man's
spunk jetted, I drank the aphrodisiacal blend of their orgasmic
juices.

The pistoning
cock finally stilling, embedded deep within the girl's sex sheath,
I licked the sperm running down the heavy balls dangling above my
face. My own climax subsiding, my clitoris sending the last ripples
of orgasm through my quivering pelvis as the female tongue snaked
around my swollen sex button, I relaxed at last.

The penis
finally gliding out of the girl's sated vagina, I pressed my lips
to the pink flesh surrounding her open hole and sucked, swallowing
the young man's sperm. Moaning in her pleasure, she swivelled her
hips, pressing her wet sex flesh hard against my mouth as I pushed
my tongue out and entered her cunt. Reciprocating, her tongue
driving deep into my drenched vaginal sheath, I shuddered. I wanted
to come in her mouth again.

"That's
enough," a deep voice called. The girl moving aside, I looked up as
the men stood around me, their balls heavy, their penises fully
erect. Who was to enter me, and where? I wondered as I was
instructed to position myself on all fours. My buttocks jutting out
as I assumed the crude position, displaying my vaginal hillocks, my
anal iris, I rested my head on the grass, awaiting my fate.

As I'd
expected, a young man slid beneath my naked body and guided his
knob between my vaginal lips. Driving his cock deep into my
yearning cunt, he reached behind me and grabbed my buttocks,
yanking my globes wide apart, exposing my anal entrance. As before,
I was to have another cock up my arse, but would I also have one
fucking my mouth?

A tongue
licking my brown hole, lubricating my delicate tissue, I closed my
eyes, desperate for a penis to enter me there, to stretch my tight
duct wide open and fuck me. The men murmuring, whispering to each
other, I knew they were deciding who should take me from behind,
fuck my arse and spunk into my bowels. The cock stirring within my
gripping vagina, I hoped the men would each fuck me, take it in
turns to pump their torrid lust juices into my rectal duct.

As someone
knelt behind me and pressed his bulbous knob against my wet anal
rose, I lifted my head, looking for a penis to suck as my holes
were fucked. Two men kneeling down, their huge shafts erect, they
pressed their knobs together, offering me their purple crowns.
Devouring them as the man behind me drove his cock into my anal
duct, I sucked on the two beautiful plums. The male organs between
my legs driven in to the hilt, I took the two knobs as far as I
could into my mouth, my mind swirling with crude thoughts, my
arousal soaring to frightening heights.

The quadruple
fucking commencing, my body rocking as the four shafts drove in and
out of my orifices, I shuddered as soft fingers gently massaged my
clitoris. It was the girl, I knew, as she expertly masturbated me,
sending electrifying sensations through my abused body. Squelching,
sucking, slapping, gasping... The sounds of sex filled my ears as
five people attended my feminine needs, fucking me, massaging my
love spot, plummeting me to hitherto unimaginable depths of sexual
depravity.

Gobbling on
the two knobs as they exploded in orgasm, pumping sperm over my
snaking tongue, I felt the cocks within my inflamed lust holes
swell, the spunk jetting into my spasming ducts. My clitoris
erupting in orgasm beneath the girl's massaging fingertips, I drank
from the men's swollen plums, my entire body quivering. On and on
the male organs thrust deep into my cunt and my arse, filling me
with spunk until I overflowed. Sperm running down my chin, oozing
between my legs, I'd found my sexual utopia.

Delirious with
sex, my body shaking violently, I could no longer rest my weight on
my hands. The penises slipping out of my mouth, gliding out of my
anal sheath as I collapsed on top of the man beneath me, I lay
trembling in the aftermath of an orgasm so intense that I almost
passed out. The only remaining cock slipping out of my cunt as I
rolled to one side, I lay on my back, licking the remnants of sex
from my lips.

My eyes
closed, I listened to the movements around me, wondering what I was
to endure next. A whipping? I speculated, hearing twigs cracking
underfoot. Or would they now take it in turns to spunk up my
sopping cunt? I wanted more men, more cocks, men standing over my
naked body wanking over me. I wanted as much crude sex as I could
get!

Finally
opening my eyes as I recovered from my beautiful ordeal, I looked
about me. They'd gone, crept away, leaving me alone, desperate to
come again. But there was always tomorrow evening, I consoled
myself. And the following evening, and the following. Clambering to
my feet, I dressed, covering my abused body, veiling my
sperm-bubbling holes, and staggered out of the wood. The sun
setting, I made my way home on my trembling legs, wondering what
Mat had been up to. Wanking?