Chapter 9

I finally woke jammed between two sleeping men only to find myself glued to the sheets and pillows by dried and crusty sperm. I peeled the sheets away from my face, breasts and stomach but, finding that my arse and cunt were still full of goo, I slipped out of bed by climbing out over Charlie, pausing only to allow a sleepy hand to slip two fingers into my vagina.

“Naughty Charlie.” I whispered as I pulled his hand away and headed for the shower.

I stepped into the hot flow and soaped thoroughly. Not avoiding my labia and arse. I pushed the sponge as far into both my passages as I could and mopped out whatever ordure remained in there. The soft gentle sponge tormented me and I shuddered. Memories of the previous evening were stimulating. Cleansed both inside and out I wandered into the kitchen dressed only in my short housecoat to find Rob finishing his breakfast toast.

“Want some?” He asked.

I shook my head. “No. Where’s Charlie?”

“Upstairs checking out your clothes to see if you’ve got a suitable dress.”

“Suitable for what?” I wasn’t sure I liked Charlie looking in my wardrobe. Rummaging in my cunt was one thing but my clothes were a different matter.

“I don’t really know.” Rob replied. “He just said it’s a lovely day for some fun.” Rob paused, “Toni.” He hesitated. “This fucking, this group sex you know with Mike and Charlie Do you like it?”

“Mike and Charlie?” I thought but didn’t say. “And Jim the farmer; Paul the Vicar and Phil and Dennis on holiday? That you know nothing about!”

“Um, do you like it?” I asked keeping my thoughts to myself.

He blushed. “Love it.” He mumbled and then in a clear voice “I love to see you being fucked by other men. I’ve never really been turned on by sex but watching you fuck and cum really does it for me.” He glanced at me. “It really does.”

I cheated a bit and instead of telling the truth, which was that I loved it, I said, “If you really want me to fuck other men for you to watch then I will do it for you.” My heart went bump,

“Liar!” I thought, and there was that feeling at the base of my stomach. Could I really want to fuck again after the session last night?

Apparently the answer was yes because Rob put his hand under my dressing gown and I felt my clit ignite that fire in my gut.

“Now, now children don’t jump the gun! Your old uncle Charlie has found just the thing for our games today.”

“So you enjoyed dredging through my private wardrobe did you Charlie?” I asked rather abruptly.

If Charlie noticed the sarcasm he didn’t pause. “This is perfect for this lovely day today.” He held up one of my white summer dresses. Knee length, almost but not quite see through and buttoning down the front.

“Here put these on!” He said throwing me a pair of white hold ups.

“Charlie! Stop! What’s going on? I’m not doing anything until you explain what you’re up to.”

“Up to! Up to? Why my beautiful Toni we’re going flashing! Flashing and fishing to see what we can catch. We’re going to give the world a glimpse of what they are missing. We are going to the park on this beautiful day to sit in the sun!”

I was astounded. Flashing? Being seen in public? Now hang on! Having a fantasy about group sex and being watched that’s different. Caught in a farmers field and fucked in the heat of the moment was one thing, but going out half dressed was looking for trouble.

“Oh I’m really not sure about this Charlie. Not at all sure.”

“With me and Rob with you you’ll be quite safe. Toni you of all people will love it!”

I wanted some help here. I turned to Rob, looking for support and realised immediately that I was wasting my time. Rob was riveted. If he’d been a dog he would have been panting at the leash and wagging his tail.

“Great!” His voice was a harsh whisper. “Flashing in the park to see what we can catch.” He turned to me with his eyes shining. “Toni its perfect for us!”

And that was that! We were going flashing. I can’t say that I was delighted at the prospect but it seemed to be inevitable.

“Where’s my underwear Charlie?”

“Underwear? Toni. Don’t you get this? No underwear at all. Stockings, dress and a pair of shoes is all you need.”

“Oh.” The true implications of flashing struck home. I froze. Did I want this? I turned to Rob but he was ready to go! Shit I’d promised him. My stomach was fluttering with nerves. This could be a step too far, was I ready for this? What about meeting strangers? Policemen? What would happen if I ended up in court? I was trapped in conflicting thoughts and worries.

“Toni?” It was Rob. “Get your kit on.”

I went into the bedroom and put on my make up. What could I do to show them that I was doing this under protest? I put on some heels and bare arsed I stepped through into the kitchen, utterly naked, and trembling I faced the two men determined to tempt them into a threesome and said, “I would prefer to let you fuck my brains out here in private.”

Two heads shook a forceful no.

I wont go into how I tried to persuade them. I tried fingering my clit, pushing four fingers in my cunt, turning round, bending over and spreading my bum. I even masturbated with a wooden spoon that I found on the work top. All to no avail, we were going flashing. The only thing that I succeeded in doing was making me eager for sex and new experiences.

Oh well, if you can’t beat them join them. I took the dress and stockings and, having rolled up one stocking and pushed my toe into it I rolled it sensuously up to my groin, making a production of it, still hoping to tempt the men into fucking me in the house. The other one followed the first equally sensuously, and I stood naked, dressed only in heels and white stockings. I knew I looked good. Better than good. I posed in front of them.

“Tra la!” I put my arms out and posed for them. “Well men a threesome here? All holes available as long as there’s an erection to fill them!” I spread my cunt lips apart to show the coral interior. “Or flashing in the park?”

“Park.” Charlie was emphatic.

“Park.” Rob nodded. “Toni we’re going to love it.”

“Right. Park it is then. Under protest. Rob I’m not just nervous I’m scared! Don’t you understand”

He looked embarrassed, but he was stubborn, he simply shook his head.

The dress I pulled over my head, did up the buttons and looked in the mirror. I fluffed up my hair and nodded thinking “Mm not bad at all!”

Charlie brought me a huge gin and tonic and said. “Dutch courage. You look delightful Toni.” Charlie was sincere. “There’s just one other thing.”

He came over to me and whilst I slugged back the gin he opened buttons at my neck. Then with a cheeky grin he tweaked my nipples so that they stood out against the material and he opened buttons until the neckline plunged below my breasts and nipples.

“Whoa! Charlie not so deep!” I giggled, the large jolt of alcohol was having an effect. “They’ll pop out!”

“All the better.” Charlie grinned. “We’ll frighten the peasants.”

Unbuttoning from the bottom, he was muttering. “Dress above knee. Good. Open to mid, top of stocking tops. Good! I think that that’s about right.”

I turned around, looked in the mirror and gaped. There was only a few centimetres buttoned, from just below my breasts, to just below my groin. It was almost decent standing still, but as soon as I moved, the light fabric floated around and my elasticated stocking tops flashed into view. Not only that but with every turn my unsupported breasts swung and lurched clearly outlined under the white fabric.

“Fuck me Rob, I can’t go out like this, I’ll get arrested!”

“Toni! Get over it! Charlie and I will look after you and anyway you said that if I wanted you to do this then you would do it for me.”

“But I thought Toni enjoyed all kinds of sex!” Charlie complained.

Oh hell I couldn’t say that Rob was wrong, I had said that, and whilst I could fool Rob, Charlie was an entirely different proposition.

My shoulders slumped and embarrassed I sighed.

“I hope you know what you’re doing, you two cos, I’m not so sure!” I was frightened.

“We’ll be fine!” Charlie beamed. “Lets get the show on the road.”

Rob came and gave me a hug and a kiss. He led me to the door where Charlie was waiting for us and we stepped out of our flat into the warm sunshine. I was suddenly panicked as the door closed and clicked shut behind me, but Rob’s presence gave me some reassurance. He took my arm and steadied me. My knees were shaking, my heart was thumping and if Rob hadn’t held me I would have sank to the ground.

We were immediately into the High Street and, still terrified on very unsteady legs, I tottered along behind Rob, trying to hide from the other pedestrians.

There was very little wind but the gentle breeze tried to lift my dress and I held it down, terrified that it would lift and display my cunt. Charlie stopped and turned towards me. “Here Rob, take her arm and link with her and I’ll take her other arm.”

I found myself unable to hide my exposure with my arms tucked firmly into those of Charlie and Rob. I could neither hide my swinging breasts nor could I control my dress.

“Toni be proud! You’re beautiful, nothing to be ashamed of stand tall, everyone is just jealous.” Charlie gave my arm a friendly squeeze. “I don’t know about you Toni but this is really turning me on. I want to take out a breast and show it to everyone!”

His words had an exciting effect on me. I almost wanted him to and as he stroked the breast nearest him I found myself thrusting it forward into his palm.

I began to relax and my twat moistened again, I became aware of my dress floating around my legs and the novel experience of cool air wafting over my short crisp pubic hair. I began to enjoy the free naughty feeling that was growing within me. I became aware of other people’s reaction. Some didn’t notice that I was naked under my dress and just walked past, but I thought some did and either looked away or stared. I became aware of my dress sliding gently over my bum, giving me yet more erotic input.

But the best feeling though, came later. As a gentle breeze floated my hem up almost to my waist a violent reaction reaction from a couple of boys, young men really, who were coming towards us couldn’t be missed. Their eyes widened and their jaws literally dropped. Thrilled at their reaction I turned to Charlie and said.

“OK then take a tit out!”

They stopped stone dead, stared at me and at one another, and ogled as Charlie slipped a breast out teased a nipple and rolled it between finger and thumb.

They turned as we passed them.

“Did you fucking see that?”

“I’d have to be fucking blind to miss it!”

“Bloody gorgeous lass.”

“Fucking right.”

I wiggled my bum for them and looked back over my shoulder and smiled.

“Lets follow them and see where they’re going!”

“Na. No point she’s way out of our league.”

“Aye, you’re right, way out.” They turned away.

We continued down the street with me slowly getting into the swing of things.

“If you don’t immediately tell me that you’re loving this, and that those lads really turned you on Toni. I’ll call you a liar. I’ve got to fuck you soon or this erection of mine is going to snap off!” Charlie’s voice was urgent.

“Loving it Charlie!” I glanced down and saw that his trousers were tented by a thumping erection that he did nothing to hide.

Now instead of hiding the motion of my unrestrained breasts, I exaggerated it. Instead of hiding my stocking tops and pubes I gave my dress every encouragement to float up. Needless to say my flirty actions had a definite effect on the lubrication between my legs. I was by this time very wet!

We turned through the gates and into the park mingling with the folk out for a walk. Over in the distance, a fully fledged amateur football game was in full swing. Nearby kids were kicking a football around. There were dog walkers, pram pushers, joggers just the whole array of a sunny Saturday in the park.

We continued down the main path until a mother with two young children turned them away from us to shield them from, what? My nakedness or Charlie’s tent?

“Disgusting!” She spat.

“Jealous!” Rob’s response produced an amazing reaction.

For just a moment there appeared on the woman’s face a look of sheer longing, a hope of freedom from domesticity flickered across her face until she turned away with a sneer.

Charlie guided us off the main path onto a narrower one leading into a stand of evergreen shrubs tall enough to partly screen from view a small lawn with a seat in it dedicated to someone’s memory. We could still see people passing on the main path fifty metres or so away.

“Rob I’m sorry but if I don’t fuck Toni now, I swear I’m going to have a heart attack! Can I go first?”

“Sloppy seconds for me then. Eh? Of course Charlie, never let it be said that I came between a hard cock and my wife!”

So we weren’t just flashing then. We were fucking in public! My walk through the town had really warmed me up, no shyness now! Bring it on. Bring my fantasy on!

Charlie grabbed me and clamped me to him, kissing my lips, neck and my breasts in a flurry of passion. He virtually ripped the remaining buttons open and squeezed my nakedness against his rough clothing covering his body. I was breathless this urgent, frustrated madman was not the gentlemanly Charlie I knew. Stumbling in his haste, he pushed me roughly round behind the seat, grabbing me by the scruff of my neck, he pushed me face down over the back wooden beam, and in the same motion as he threw my dress up out the way, he hammered his dick straight into my slit, fortunately well oiled from my excited exposure.

Then he stopped, my thighs were jammed against the back of the seat, his balls lodged against my labia and his cock was twitching somewhere up in my gut. I was completely out of balance. He was pushing so hard that he was up on tip toes and I was sprawled across the narrow plank that made up the back, trying to steady myself awkwardly, almost carrying the weight of Charlie on my back with both hands on the wooden seat. He was quivering with lust and excitement.

“God, god, its been a long time since I felt as randy as this.” He whispered. He pulled back allowing me some room and I straightened. I was surprised and excited to notice that we had been joined by an old man with a walking stick and a dog. I was not allowed to enjoy the picture for long, however, because Charlie began fucking at a tremendous pace. He was battering my body with extreme, intense, enthusiasm and banging my thighs off the seat back. I reached out and Rob came forward to steady me, taking hold of my breasts as a token and naughty support for my upper body.

Whilst supporting me and teasing my nipples, Rob unzipped his trousers and thrust his erection into my mouth.

Sputtering and gagging, bracing myself against the assault from Charlie, I was in my element. I was enjoying every moment of my work over. It wasn’t just that I was getting randy, I was really enjoying the public fucking. I peered round Rob to catch a glimpse of the old man just as he moved past my husband to get a better view. I smiled at him round Rob’s cock and he grinned back. I knew that Charlie wasn’t going to last much longer, he was pounding me too heartily for that. His member was a hot burning poker ramming, time and again, into my channel. He was onto the short jabbing strokes that told me that his eruption was imminent, and which normally brought me to to climax in sympathy. It was too abrupt this time though. I just had to stand bent over, bracing myself with my hands on my husband Robert’s waist, as Charlie’s sperm came boiling into me in massive spasms that had him gasping for breath and me trying to breathe past Rob’s shaft in my throat.

Then, all of a sudden, it wasn’t too quick at all. The hot, simmering pulses fountaining and splashing into my uterus triggered my own orgasm and I joined Charlie in his ecstasy.

I was thrown forward time after time as Charlie’s pulses pushed me onto Robs cock. I was making choking and grunting noises when every push enabled Rob to counter with a thrust of his own. Deliberately, my husband thrust his cock sliding into my throat choking me.

Finally Charlie sank onto my back and I was able to stop suffocating myself on my husband’s penis. Robert’s cock slipped rigid from my mouth and a gob of precum mixed with saliva slipped over my chin. Festoons joined me to the slime soaked shaft. Eventually Charlie recovered enough to stand on his own two feet and he unplugged himself from my filled pussy with a slither and a plop.

“Needed that you young sexy tart!” Charlie said giving me a sharp slap on my buttocks. I was still trembling from my own shattering climax and the slap came as quite a shock.

With a yelp I straightened up and was happy to see that my audience had increased. The old man and his dog had been joined by a balding sweaty jogger. As usual the presence of an audience focused me on the thrilling obscenity of my situation. I was fully aware of the warm pulses which were running through the base of my stomach still electrified by my orgasm. I was getting to the point where I was ready to do anything, the more obscene the better.

Charlie went round to the front of the seat and, going the other way, Rob came round behind me. I had time to shuffle back and rest my arms on the back of the seat in a more comfortable position, before my husband’s sopping cock head was poking at my sperm filled passage.

“Bloody hell Charlie what did you do to Toni? Her cunt is fucking running wet!”

“I told you I really, really needed it Rob.”

“You surely did! Your balls must have been bursting. Let’s see if I can capture this large blob here I may be able to stuff it back in!” I could feel Rob fishing around my the lips of my vagina. The gentle touches and caresses were again making my twat tingle. I could feel him wipe a cooling mess over my opening and its sensitive button. I quivered in delighted disgust as he really did manage to push some of Charlie’s gloop back home into my gut. I don’t suppose it was very much but the lewdness of it made me shudder.

Slowly, slowly Rob pushed into me. My head drooped and I closed my eyes as I reacted unsteadily to its invasion. The feelings of imminent climax grew from between my legs and up through my stomach. Eventually, seeming to take ages, his cock was lodged firmly in my womb and my climax burst. I didn’t understand what happened. Was I so keyed up with my desire to be watched, my exposure in the town and my recent violent orgasm that the slow entry was too much for me?

With hooded eyes and shaking shoulders as I came, I lifted my head and peered round. The two lads from the high street were hovering at the entrance to our quiet nook. The jogger was talking quietly to Charlie and the old man was watching intently. From that moment on, triggered I think by the two lads as they walked towards our tableau, I don’t think I really stopped climaxing until I got home.

Rob began to gently pick up pace. My lust grew with it and I was shortly panting and grunting with mounting sexual hunger. It seemed vaguely that I saw my two lads sidle closer and closer. A young couple paused at the main path and peered in, apparently not believing their eyes. It seemed that the young man was keen to take a closer look, but the girl was reluctant. I was beginning not to care about other folk except to relish the idea of my own need for voyeurs.

“I vaguely heard Charlie say, “You’ll have to ask Rob he’s her husband.” and Rob saying “Yes, of course you can as soon as I’m finished.”

This is the last I can say I was really aware of before I was overtaken by a peak of shuddering, twitching climax, that swept me away on Rob’s infuriatingly steady provocative, rhythmic penetrations. He neither slowed down nor speeded up and I sobbed as I lost control, coming and cramping with my knees shaking and my cunt clutching Rob’s rhythmic shaft.

Eventually, coming down from my apex of lust, laughing in sheer embarrassment I ran my fingers through my hair and glanced back at Rob who continued shafting me at his infuriatingly steady pace. I was still trembling and shaking with minor small climaxes as I shyly glanced at my audience to gauge their reaction to my orgasm.

Wow! Things had moved on. The jogger had eased his shorts down at the front and was masturbating a respectable erection slowly. The old man was rummaging in his pants and was dragging his thick dick out. My two lads were part of the group and the young couple were now standing beside the old man. The young man had a bulge in his trousers and his girlfriend was watching the old man’s cock appear before her astonished but riveted staring eyes.

“See how many people you’re turning on Toni?” Rob began jerking into me as his fantasy of people watching his wife get fucked took hold. “I told you it was right up your street!”

Harder, deeper and quicker Rob fucked me in front of his audience. The old man and the jogger were jacking off and to my amazement the girl had her boyfriends cock in her hand and was pulling it firmly. My over excited sex flashed brilliant electric pulses through me as, delighted and amazed, I saw the girl take the old man’s dick in her free hand and stood there, stroking two oozing dicks, one in each hand.

As Rob quickened the audience shuffled closer.

“Oh Christ Toni I’m coming!” Rob lifted me off my feet, dragging me up and onto his prick, as deep as he could. Jerk and jerk. His dick fountained into me pulsing right up inside me, joining and blending with Charlie’s stuff. He pulled out and, firmly stroking himself he fired a spatter of droplets onto my back for the entertainment of the group. I jerked, as if stung, when he plugged back into my belly, firing his last, reducing spurts home.