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I am in my forties, a respectable businesswoman, and a pillar of the community. Well, that’s what everyone thinks. And I suppose I was until this summer.My husband Steve and I had booked a holiday cottage in Devon for a week, but at the last minute, he was unable to make it because of a problem at work. We’d been there before and I decided I’d still go. I loved the area and thought I’d have a relaxing time, hopefully soaking up the sun, reading, and walking. Just what I needed to unwind.The cottage is quite isolated other than for the property next door where the owner lives. I arrived on a beautiful sunny day and knocked on the owner’s door to pick up the key. Mrs Robbins said she was going to visit her daughter in London but a nephew and his friend would be staying in her cottage for a few days. After a brief chat, I went indoors to unpack.Next morning, I awoke to bright sunshine and, after breakfast, decided to spend a lazy day sunbathing in the large back garden while reading a trashy novel. A far cry from my usual hectic business life.In my bikini, I glanced at my reflection in the bedroom mirror. Thanks to regular exercise, including yoga when I have the time, my body is reasonably toned and I look good for my age. The bikini was rather brief and Steve certainly wouldn’t approve. But, as there was no one about, it didn’t matter.I was soon stretched out on a sun-lounger and it felt like absolute paradise when I massaged suntan lotion onto my skin. I didn’t want any white lines so I hooked the bikini straps off my shoulders. The bra was then so loose that my breasts nearly popped out. But who cares? There’s only me here, I thought.As the warmth of the sun caressed my body, I started to read. The novel was erotic from the first page and I soon felt a tingle of excitement in my tummy. Considering it was well over a month since I’d had sex with my husband, I suppose it wasn’t really surprising that I was a little turned on. Steve worked hard and was too tired most nights to have any ‘dirty’ thoughts, as I called them. Perhaps we’d been together too long for me to excite him anymore. Whatever, our sex life was far from exciting.I applied more lotion as the noon sun got stronger. My top was barely covering my nipples and they looked quite erect as I massaged the oil into my shoulders. God, I’m feeling so horny, I thought, spreading my legs and glancing at the cottage next door. Oh no, is that someone looking out of the upstairs window?I concentrated and clearly saw a bare-chested young man staring at me. My immediate reaction was to cover up but, for some reason, his gaze made me feel even sexier — and wanted, something I hadn’t felt for a long time. So I lay back and sensuously stretched my body and legs. My nipples got even harder, which I hadn’t thought possible. I opened my legs wider and looked down at my mound.I suddenly came to my senses; knew I must stop. I had to go indoors. I stood and slowly walked toward the cottage. About halfway to the door, I heard, “Hi there! I’m Andy, Mrs Robbins’ nephew.”Standing on the other side of the fence, was another young man. He had a big smile on his face as he glanced at my breasts. I mumbled a greeting but kept on walking. I sensed him watching me as I made my way inside.I couldn’t believe it; I was shaking. I looked in a mirror and saw that my top was only staying up because of Anadolu Yakası Escort my erect nipples.God, what must that Andy have thought?I lightly touched my right breast and a wonderful sensation shot through my body. I slumped in a chair and with trembling hands pushed down my bikini pants. I couldn’t believe my pussy was so wet. I touched my clit and almost instantly orgasmed with such power that I just sat there breathing deeply, wondering what on earth had gotten into me. Or was it all about what I wanted to get into me?That night in bed, I kept thinking over and over about how much I’d enjoyed those boys looking at me, lusting over me, even if it had been for only a short while. I dreamt of taking it all a step further — of being naked before them and seeing their erections and… I awoke sweating, wet and sticky.The following day I went into town to buy groceries. Next to the supermarket, a shop sold bikinis, thongs, and other beach wear. I looked along the rails and found a bright red, very small thong together with a matching top that was merely two tiny pieces of cloth held together by a thin cord. I was trembling again and saw the size was labelled ‘small’. For an unexplainable reason, I went ahead and bought it.I couldn’t wait to get back to the cottage. I dumped the groceries on the table and rushed upstairs with the swimwear. Like a woman possessed I undressed and pulled on the thong. It barely covered my pussy — my pubic hair stuck out of the sides — and my bottom was completely exposed. As I looked in the mirror, a familiar excitement hit me. The bra just covered my nipples and they stood out prominently. Looking at myself, I got so turned on, I actually felt ashamed and thought, I can’t wear this where anyone else can see me, can I?I decided that, at the very least, I must trim my pubic hair before ever thinking about wearing the thong. I went to the bathroom and got to work with my scissors, trimming back what I could see while wearing the thong. I didn’t stop there. I slipped off the garment and kept snipping away, cutting the hair as short as possible before using my Ladyshave. It was the first time I’d removed all of my pussy hair, and I rubbed moisturiser into my now naked skin. I couldn’t believe how sensitive I felt. It was wonderful. I knew I’d have to release the built-up tension.I need a good fuck.I was shocked at my thoughts, and my language, and I quickly stood under a cold shower hoping the feelings would go away.After drying, I couldn’t resist trying on my daring purchase again. The thong hardly concealed my pussy lips and my breasts were virtually exposed in the tiny top. Again my nipples were hard, jutting against the flimsy material.Plucking up all my courage, I went into the garden and lay face down on the lounger. I knew I looked naked and all sorts of emotions flooded my mind.The sun’s heat was lovely on my flesh. After about half an hour, I turned over to lie on my back — and the two lads were looking over the fence. I didn’t know what to do or what to say as they stared at my body. Goodness knows how long they’d been there.“Fancy a coke?” asked the one I knew to be Andy.“Err, yes… okay. Err, yes please.”I knew straight away that I shouldn’t have said that. What’s wrong with me?In a matter of minutes, they were scrambling over the fence. Both Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan wore swimming shorts and Andy passed me a can of coke and introduced his friend Dave. I didn’t know what to say or do. I was virtually naked on a lounger with two handsome young men sitting on the grass by my side. With a shaky voice, I tried to make conversation but all I could see and feel was them looking at my breasts, legs, thong — all of me. The problem was that I loved them ogling me. I’d never felt so desirable and sexually attractive for a very long time. But I couldn’t take any more of watching them gaze over my body so I rolled onto my tummy.“Shall we rub some lotion on your back?”I mumbled, “Yes please,” and waited. My heart was thumping and sweat bubbled between my breasts. My nipples ached, longing to be sucked.Then they touched me and I groaned before I could control myself. Gently they massaged the lotion into my shoulders and back, undoing my top. I was on fire. I felt hands on each leg as they smoothed the liquid, getting higher and higher. I opened my thighs slightly as a hand reached my bare cheeks. I bit my lip to prevent myself from going over the top. I could so easily cum.It was no good… I shouldn’t be doing this… I jumped up and said, “Sorry, I’ve just remembered something. I’ve got to go inside now. I’ll see you another day.”I rushed through the patio door and slammed it shut. There, I stood breathing deeply and shaking — and realised that, in my hurry, I’d left my top behind. I was only wearing my thong. I was definitely out of control as I walked to the settee and lay down, pushing the narrow fabric to one side.I was unbelievably wet and my cunt felt almost silky. I fingered my clit, revolving in small circles, and slid two fingers inside myself. Using both hands, I groaned and moaned, thrashing about until sweat poured out of me.For some reason, I looked at the patio door and Andy was there, furiously stroking his cock. I couldn’t care less who was looking at me. I slid my fingers further and further, faster and faster. As I gazed at the door, I saw Andy’s cock erupt, shooting semen over the glass. I came immediately. With eyes tightly closed, my whole body shook as I arched my back and thrust my cunt upward. I’d never felt anything like it. Regular sex had never been like this.I opened my eyes. Andy had gone, only his spunk remained, trickling down the glass door. And my red top was hanging from the door handle.I stumbled upstairs, tears in my eyes. What have I done? I was ashamed but also stimulated. I knew that I’d be back for more.The next day it rained. I hid away.The day after, it also rained. Approaching eleven in the morning, I heard a knock on the front door. Andy was there.“We can’t sunbathe in this, can we?” he said, gesturing at the rain. “We were wondering if we could have a picnic lunch in your lounge. We could pretend to be on the beach or something. And, err, we could all wear our beach things.”I considered for a few seconds. “Okay,” I agreed. “See you both at half past twelve.”Upstairs, I put on the red outfit. I looked in the mirror and trembled with excitement.In the kitchen, I drank wine for courage and watched the clock’s hands slowly move to the allotted time.Knock, knock!I opened the door to the two young men wearing raincoats — and Escort Anadolu Yakası I guessed that’s all they wore. Dave carried a blanket and spread it on the lounge floor.“Shall I take your coats?”They looked at each other, apparently unsure of what to say but Dave managed, “Yeah, in a minute.”I knew what we all wanted so I lay on the blanket. As they looked down at me, I closed my eyes and touched my tits. My nipples felt huge.“Undo the back,” I said, sitting up.Andy pulled the cord and my breasts bounced free. Andy and Dave dropped their coats to the floor and I saw them naked for the first time. They already had erections and Dave’s looked much bigger as I pulled their heads towards my tits.“Suck my nipples.”As they did, I arched my back, thrusting my breasts into their mouths. This was heaven — a young man on each tit.Then, remembering what I’d pledged, I said, “You can do what you want, but no fucking. Okay?”I was surprised at my sternness and they both nodded in agreement.As wonderful as the attention to my tits was, I wanted them to see all of me, wanted their eyes on my body. I told Dave to pull down my thong.“Jesus, she’s shaved,” he spluttered.I pushed them back so they could see me properly and opened my legs, raising my knees slightly. I rubbed my cunt and juices soon flowed.I looked at them staring at me and it felt so good. They were kneeling and Andy stroked his erection which made me quiver with delight. But Dave’s cock really commanded my attention. It looked enormous. I don’t know how big — at least eight or nine inches — and the redness contrasted with his white skin. The head was almost purple and shiny with pre-cum. Although he wasn’t touching himself, his cock was so hard and seemed to be pulsating in time with his heartbeat, I thought he would cum at any second.I groaned — and came noisily, the fluids running down my spread thighs.Andy stroked faster, muttering, “Oh, God, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.”“Come on my tits,” I shouted and felt the hot semen shoot onto my right breast. He rapidly unloaded and squeezed the last drop onto one of my aching nipples.Dave was still kneeling and gazing at me, his massive cock throbbing. I pulled my cunt lips apart as wide as I could. I wanted to make him cum just by looking at me.“I bet you’d like to fuck me, to push deep inside me.”He moaned and his spunk flew through the air, splashing my stomach and tits. He kept cumming and cumming, I’d never seen anything like it. His semen was everywhere and I was so turned on. I needed them to fuck me — ignore what I’d previously said — to put me out of my misery. But they got up, looking embarrassed, grabbed their coats, said something indistinguishable — and left.I was on fire. Anyone could have fucked me. I went to the kitchen and got a cucumber — it was all I could think of to use. I lay against the couch, opened my legs, and gradually inserted the cucumber into my gaping, soaking cunt.What did I look like? I was covered in spunk with a green substitute cock deep inside my bald pussy, my thighs spread wide, my nipples swollen and hard — and there was a noise behind me. I turned my head, thinking and hoping it would be Andy and Dave, but a voice shouted, “What the bloody hell is going on here?”I looked at my husband. His expression was one of almost disbelief. He shook his head, turned around, and went out of the door.”Wait, wait,” I yelled, “I’ll explain, I’ll explain, don’t go.”By the time I’d stood and removed the saturated cucumber, he’d gone. I peered around the door, hiding my nudity, and with tears streaming down my face, watched him drive away.“What have I done, what have I done?” I mumbled over and over. “He’s bound to leave me. What have I done?”
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