Thursday
by Cathykay

On Thursday night I knew I had a long weekend in front of me. I had been 
to my parents for a few days as they were moving, and had the whole week 
off. So, being back a day early gave me 72 hours with nothing to do. The 
first thing I did when I got in was strip off and step into the shower. 
I got out nice and clean and went to the bedroom. I had discovered all 
sorts of goodies at home, amongst some of the stuff my mom was throwing 
out. In my suitcase, under my shirts and trousers, I had a fine boned, 
old-fashioned corset. I cannot imagine where it had come from, but as I 
pulled it on it felt like it had been made for me. It was tight in all 
the right places, neat and ever so slightly sexy. I always liked feeling 
lingerie close up to me, and this was divine. It had 6 hooks for 
stockings, so I unwrapped a fresh pair and clipped them on. I had also 
done a little shopping on the way home, and put on a new pair of breast 
forms, tucked away my cock in the tight white panties I had found, and 
went to look at myself in the mirror. 

I had never looked so feminine, and the sensation of my cock straining 
at the tight silk panties was incredible. I fell back onto the bed, 
pulled them off, slipped on the white latex knickers I had bought too, 
and then put the silk panties back over them. There was a slight bulge 
in the front, but in the dark who would know? I did not expect any 
company so I was quite happy as I was. I went to the closet for my 
schoolgirl uniform, dressed and scampered to my kitchen. I love to tease 
myself when I am alone, and so I dress up, read stories, watch movies, 
maybe chat on the phone, but try my hardest not to start playing with 
myself. 

By dressing in the tight pants and knickers I hoped to resist temptation 
for as long as I could. After a few hours I felt like I was about to 
burst I had read all of the stories I had printed off at work I collect 
dirty stories, especially about watersports and t.v. sluts like me being 
raped and abused. I knew that I had to do something, so I collected my 
keys, my bag of toys, makeup, and a few other little things I had 
treated my self to, and opened the door, then stepped into the outside 
world dressed as a schoolgirl. It was half dark, so I hoped not to be 
recognised, even if I was attracting comment. 

Without thinking about what I was doing I got to the bus stop, waited a 
minute or two, and got on the first bus I saw. I don't think there was a 
thought in my head - I was just a silly schoolgirl, out for the night 
after a long day at school, hoping to flirt and tease and . . . 

The bus finished at Hampstead, and again without thinking I started 
walking towards the Heath. I walked into the trees, and just walked and 
walked for hours, daydreaming and fantasising, without thinking about 
where I was. By now it was dark, and the pressure of my cock which had 
been ready to explode all this time was too much. I stopped where I was, 
lay down in the leaves and started to slip my hand up my short black 
skirt and caress the mons in my knickers. Almost instantly what felt 
like all the cum in the world gushed out of me, into my rubber pants and 
swished about as I got more and more carried away by what I was doing. 
By the time I got up, I must have been wanking for about 30 minutes. I 
had an audience too. There were 3 guys, all shaved heads and bovver 
boots. 

'What are you up to little girl?' I did not know what they thought I 
was, and swallowed hard. I did not know what I could say. I was scared 
and of course excited 'She looks like a slut to me' said one 'let's see 
what she reckons to some real cock - you have not had a real cock in 
your mouth before have you little girl?' I guessed that they must have 
taken me for some slutty teenager, and as the tallest took out his cock 
- which was looked as hard as polished wood - I tried to speak in a 
suitable little girl voice. 'Oh please don't hurt me. I just fell 
asleep, and I had a dream and . . . 

'The tallest just grabbed me by the back of my head and forced his cock 
into my mouth and down my throat in one movement I nearly gagged, but he 
did not care and fucked my mouth while I choked. Before I knew it he had 
started to come, and as his movements became faster and even harder, I 
felt red-hot spunk shoot down my throat. 'That was the worst cocksucking 
I have ever had - some tart you are. I think you need some practice' he 
said as he pulled his cock out. I was busy watching the long hard cock 
that was pulling out of my mouth, right under my eyes - it was covered 
with saliva and his juices, and it stank, and it seemed to go on 
forever.' The other two pulled me up and led me off while the first guy 
started to pull at his cock, and I could see his face as he came again, 
hot white thick spunk falling to the ground. 'Lick that up - you should 
not make a mess here you know' 

In a daze I leant over to do as he said, and as I did I felt hands push 
at my behind I fell, landing in the sticky, sloppy mess he had left, the 
taste of cum in my mouth, and dirt on my face. I felt one of them pull 
up my skirt, and put hands on my behind. My knickers were now full of my 
own cum, sloshing around my behind. A finger crept up the leg to my 
balls. I flinched but was held down. 'oh don't worry we might catch 
something off you so we are not going to fuck you - you can do that 
yourself' 

I turned over, and saw that they had been going through my bag. They 
pulled out my vibrator - all of 9 inches - turned it all on, and threw 
it to me. I knew what they wanted, a real performance, so I started to 
caress my thighs and stocking tops with its buzzing head, and slowly 
inched up to the space between my balls and asshole - as I did, they all 
got out their cocks which were like flagpoles, and began to pull hard at 
their red-hot cocks. As I pushed at my hole with the dildo I could feel 
them one by one spurt their sticky come over my face and neck I pulled 
the knickers and rubber pants to one side, and slipped the dildo into 
myself, easily lubricated by my collected juices. As I did, my cock 
sprang free, and I heard them gasp as it stood in the air red and angry 
as a contrast against my soft white skin and pale silky knickers 

They ran away, but I just carried on, bringing myself to an enormous 
orgasm, covered in dirt and their come. As the feeling slipped away, I 
let my bladder go, and felt the warmth as my hot salty piss soaked into 
my clothes. I opened my eyes. There were two women, middle aged, staring 
at me. They smiled. 'What do you think you are doing? A sissy slut with 
a little cock, who can't keep her knickers clean, who plays with boys, 
who wets herself! You need a little taking in hand . . .'
To be continued? 

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