Chapter 1

I recently had some great fun whilst out playing ten pin bowling with three of my senior lovers.

Bill, Frank and Peter had originally arranged a game of ten pin bowling with another man Fred.

Sadly he had to drop out on the evening in question or else I could have had another playmate for fun and frolics.

The lane at the local rink was booked for late on in the evening, as the guys wanted me to try and do a bit of teasing whilst we were playing, and we were conscious of not having wee kiddies around as I teased and flaunted myself.

The evening was arranged and I had to consider what I was going to wear for the fun times ahead.

Originally I had a couple of outfits in mind. One was some skin tight pair of jeans and a crop top. The jeans being very tight and would have showed off my arse a treat. The second one was a mini skirt and crop top combo.

I had been leaning towards the jeans side but one of my regular e mail friends, John, came up with the idea of the mini and a very revealing crop top, to show off a much flesh as I dare.

So that was it all decided then.

I was to be taken out by the three aged lotharios, wined, dined, teased and toyed with, before heading back to Peters for a good solid fucking!

The day finally arrived and I was giddy as a schoolgirl getting ready for the night out. I had felt so fucking horny for most of the day and my pussy had been dripping with the anticipation of a great night of fun.

I shaved my legs and fanny nice and smooth in preparation, made sure I had my little nipple rings on (they heighten the sensitivity of my titties amazingly) and I was virtually orgasming as I got dressed.

As per John's instructions I went with a short (very short) flared mini skirt, white crop top that was extremely tight and showed a bit of mid riff too. My nipples and rings being easily visible as the ached against the material. I wore white see through undies, thong style and of course, and no bra.

Usually I would have popped some stockings on but the skirt was way too short and I wanted to be as bare as I possibly could.

For travelling in, and for getting royally fucked in later, I wore my patent black heels, I kept my ankle starps on and also had a small gold anklet on my right leg.

Once dressed I applied some make up, over the top lipstick, plenty perfume and I was ready.

Ready, willing and absolutely gagging for it!

Peter picked me up from the house as they had all been out for a spot of lunch and a couple of beers (Frank and Bill anyway).

I clip clopped my way down the stairs on the way to the front door. To give them the full effect I decided on carrying my coat out to the car and letting them see me in all my glory walking up the path and out into the street in my tarty outfit.

I felt desperately sexy as I clacked my way up the front garden path. Across the road a couple were out walking their dog and I could see the guy casting a glance at me as my heels made the loud sluttish click and clack noise as I paraded out.

My skirt took the breeze and for a split second a gust blew it up, exposing even more of my bare legs to all the viewing onlookers. My tits were fucking aching and my nipples solid as a rock as I approached the car.

The man opposite was now visibly checking me out. 'I bet he is in trouble later!' I thought to myself, feeling extra sexy as I did so.

Bill lowered the passenger eat window as I approached ever closer.

"Looking for business love?" he jokingly and rather cheekily asked.

"You cheeky sod," I laughingly replied to him. "Why are you looking for a good time boys?" I quipped.

"With you dressed like that you wee tart, I think a good time is guaranteed!" Bill replied.

As I stood chatting a gust of wind blew up my skirt causing a quick flash of my knickers and all of my legs.

"Wahhaaay!!" they shouted. "Lovely view hen."

I smiled at them all, and by now my fucking cunt was sopping wet. The gusset of my knickers was already damp, with a tell tale wet patch forming from my leaking cunny juice.