I must admit feeling disappointed when I looked at my story, not long after it had been uploaded last Wednesday morning. Two OK comments, one star, which is usually the indication of a story which is rubbish. I reread it with Steve one of the current guys fucking me, who'd stayed the night and we couldn't see why it was disliked, other than I didn't get fucked. I thought that maybe it was too long, or the style of writing, trying to get the spelling, punctuation, grammar correct and using paragraphs was too “last century” I decided not to bother continuing, hardly worth the effort and went back to bed for a fuck to cheer me up. It was just after lunch that Steve called from the cottage that he'd looked again and there were a lot more comments. I was out in the garden with Josh, who had only arrived a couple of days earlier. I'd had sex with him the previous night for the first time and again an hour or so earlier. I was playing with his cock, hoping he'd soon be hard enough to fuck me, and called back that I wasn't interested. That is until he replied that the story now had 5 stars. For once I lost interest in a cock and rushed in to see for myself. It was gratifying reading your kind comments and discover that people actually liked my story. Regrettably, patience not being one of my virtues, by then I'd deleted the draft of part two. You can thank Steve and Josh, or at least their cocks, for persuading me to rewrite it. I'm going to continue in the same style as part one so don't read on if you disliked it. For the rest I hope you enjoy. I lay awake until one or two in the morning, my emotions swinging between guilt and elation. I fell asleep eventually, waking at about 8am. I briefly toyed with phoning my husband but stuck with my original decision that it was up to him to phone me. I had breakfast, showered, watched a weather forecast which said it was going to be another fine day. I went out to the garden naked, into the second day without putting on any clothes. The five day forecast was promising. A reasonable chance that if it was warm enough I could remain naked for five whole days or longer with a bit of luck. I'd thought of a couple of things that might be useful. A tube of KY to use in the unlikely event my pussy became to dry and some tissues, to wipe my pussy if they fucked me. I found two flavoured condoms, which I use on the occasions my husband lets me give him a blow job. I quite like the taste of cum, but he thinks cumming in my mouth is disgusting. I put them in the bag too, thinking they might come in useful. I pottered about the garden to keep myself occupied, again feeling guilty about what I'd already done, then as I ran the events through my mind, excited and aroused by my uninhibited behaviour. I thought about what I was planning to do later, sat on a rock, dreamily playing with myself imagining different scenarios, each filthier than the last. I The morning dragged. As each hour passed without a call, I felt less guilty and more horny. I had lunch, there was still about another 3 hours to wait, I intended to go early. I needed something to keep me occupied and pass the time. I went into the bedroom, picking up my vibrators and dildos, put wasn't really in the mood for plastic pricks, I wanted the real thing. I looked at my naked body in the mirror, my 36e tits round and firm, tummy not as flat or taut as it once had been, but not bad for forty four. I touched my pussy, I'd shaved that morning and was lovely and smooth, so that didn't need doing again. I went back out into the garden as far as the gate. I decided to walk down the track as far as the road at the end. That always gives me a buzz, particularly when I see a vehicle pass. Part way down the track I changed my mind and went into a field, aiming for an old stone stile, set 3 or 4 feet back in the hedge, close to the edge of the road. I reached the stile, buzzing with excitement, turned on by the risk of being ½ a mile from the cottage, completely naked, without even a pair of panties to put on if I was caught. The road is fairly narrow but straight, traffic isn't particularly slow. Unless someone actually stopped they'd be unlikely to notice me. All the same I spent an entertaining hour, sitting naked in the sun, opening my legs and playing with my pussy, imagining they could see me, every time a car passed. Eventually I heard a tractor trundling down the road. I waited as long as I dared, hopping down and hiding behind the stiles stone slabs moments before he passed. I waited until I could no longer hear it before wandering back to the cottage. An enjoyable hour and a half had passed quite quickly. Time to sit out in the garden, have a glass or two of chilled wine followed by a nice shower to freshen up before setting off for the beach. I showered, fetched a towel to lie on after it occurred to me that if things went as far as I hoped, the last thing I wanted was to get sand in my pussy. Sunglasses on my head, sandals on my feet, nothing in between, I was ready to go. I couldn't contain my excitement any longer and decided to leave early. I wanted to watch for them arriving, eager to see who'd been watching me masturbate and perform the lewd acts on the tree trunk. More importantly I wanted to see who I was intending to let fuck me. The possibility that I might not find them attractive was something I'd tried to ignore. With the towel rolled up under my arm, the small bag of essentials over my shoulder, I locked the cottage, hid the key and started walking towards the beach, this time not looking back every few yards. It's difficult to describe my feelings, nervous excitement perhaps, some trepidation, but that's only natural. I was fully intending to be unfaithful, have sex with another man, possibly two. Guilt? Not really. Bad as it probably sounds, I felt indifferent towards my husband and the possible consequences. The chances of him turning up unexpectedly were close to zero, I had the car. He hadn't phoned. As far as I was concerned he thought I was a Slut anyway, which to me more than justified my decision to behave like one. I found a concealed spot just inside the dunes and looked towards the farm and the camping field. I couldn't see anyone there or heading towards the dunes. Still a bit early I thought. I decided to walk in that direction on the field side of the dunes, following the contours parallel to the beach to keep out of sight. I went beyond where the tree trunk was. I climbed up one of the dunes, peeping over the top, still no one, before heading towards the beach. My intention was to hide where I could both see them approach, and see the back of the dune, overlooking the tree trunk, where they would have to lie, expecting to watch me again. I was winding my way through the dunes. I heard them before I saw them. The other side of a dune, walking from right to left. I ducked down in a dip, behind a clump of grass, watching as they passed a gap about 20 yards in front of me. I'd been expecting just the two guys to return, instead there were four. It hadn't crossed my mind that they might tell others and bring them as well. They were all young, late teens, early twenties, looked fit, as if they played a lot of sport. I'd have let any one of them fuck me. I'd already decided that I was probably going to have sex with the two I'd been expecting. Being fucked by just one was being unfaithful to my husband, two, three or four would hardly make any difference, I reasoned. Anyway they looked to be such hunks I had no intention of leaving without being fucked. They halted, deciding which way to go. I kept out of sight listening to their conversation. The two who'd watched, telling the other two, presumably not for the first time, what they'd seen, insisting that they weren't making it up. They described me as mid thirties (a nice confidence boost, I liked them even more), with an awesome pair of tits and a shaved pussy. They told them how they'd watched me masturbate, then riding the branch stump, exaggerating the size. My ears pricked up when, to laughter, one of them said “With a cunt like hers, she'd even manage your cock Jon” As their voices faded they were saying they were sure I hadn't seen them and would be there again, whilst I wondered which one was Jon and how big was his cock. I'd been debating how to play it, walk up to them and just ask if they fancied fucking me, or be slightly more subtle, put on repeat performance – and then ask them if they wanted to fuck me. I thought just asking might scare them off. I decided on the latter, hopefully get them excited, get them aroused, their pricks erect, reasoning that a guy with a rampant cock will seldom refuse the chance of a fuck. I left it a few minutes, crept up a dune, looked through the grass at the top, they were where I expected, laid watching in the opposite direction, the direction I'd departed in the previous day. I circled around to the beach. They were looking the other way. I walked down to the sea shore, before walking, from the opposite direction they were expecting, far enough passed them, they could hardly not see me. I turned towards the dunes, angled slightly away from them, slowing then changing direction, making a bee line for the tree trunk, a plan in my mind. I reached the gap, made a show of looking up and down the beach, scanning the dunes, from right to left, so they had time to duck down, before walking up to the trunk. “Hello woody cock. You're looking nice and hard. Are you ready to fuck me again?” I said in a conversational tone. They probably thought I was nuts talking to a tree trunk, but it was my way of sending them a message. I sat astride the trunk, the stump between my legs, and began to finger my pussy, chatting away asking “woody” if he liked my cunt, did he think I was wet enough to fuck. I told him I had a treat for him. I took out one of the condoms, ripped it open and made a show of rolling it onto the stump. I stood and bent over, back to them, legs apart, masturbating with one hand, the other resting on the trunk while I licked the condom covered stump “Yum Strawberry flavour” I said and gave it a suck. I gave it another lick said it looked good enough to fuck, before straddling it, lowering my pussy onto it, and slowly sliding it into my sodden cunt. As on the previous day I began raising and lowering myself. Rising until the end was just inside my hole then lowering myself, my cunt impaled on the stump. Instead of fingering myself I cupped and caressed my heavy tits, played with the nipples, getting them really hard. Nice as riding the stump was, I was thinking about the guys and their cocks. Several times I almost called them down, then lost my nerve at the last moment. I reached down and started stroking my clitoris, hoping a little more stimulation would help. Four guys, four cocks and I desperately wanted cock, hard, hot throbbing cock, not an inanimate piece of wood. I told myself I was being stupid, I was naked, masturbating, performing a sex act on myself in front of them, letting them fuck me was hardly a big deal. “Do it. Do it now” the Slut inside me silently screamed. I lowered myself, sitting with the stump inside me, leant back, sticking my tits out. I looked directly towards where I knew they were watching. I felt quite calm, took a breath and called “I've had enough of this. I need real cock. Why don't you “come down and fuck me” For several seconds nothing happened, then it was like that advert with the Meerkats. Four heads popped up, one after the other, with surprised looks on their faces. “Do you want to fuck me then” I demanded. They all nodded. This was hard work. “Don't just lie there then. Get down here, get your kit off and one of you fuck me” at last one of them reacted, got his wits about him and rolled and stumbled down the dune, pulling his shirt over his head. Once he moved the other three followed, tumbling down the dune in their rush. I got a proper look at them at last, all reasonably fit looking, none older than 20 or 21 at the most. It's almost 25 years since I was that age, but I had fond memories of boyfriends who could fuck me repeatedly, one managed to fuck me six or seven times one night. I shivered with lust at the memory, anticipating that they might be able to perform and fuck me several times each. I lifted myself off “woody” and sat with my legs spread, wantonly displaying my cunt, watching them undress. It was gratifying to see that they all had good erections, but amusing to see two of them trying to conceal them from the others. Finally they were all naked, I got up, spread out the towel next to the trunk and knelt on it facing them. They seemed to be waiting for me to take charge, two standing covering there cocks, the other two unconcerned. I called them closer, told the two shyer ones to relax, moving their hands away from their cocks. I mentally, measured their erections, three were, in my relatively limited experience, an average 6 inches or there abouts. The other was, whilst not massive, a good 8, maybe 9 inches, but also very thick. I reached out and took hold of it my fingers couldn't encircle the girth. “You must be Jon” I said, leaning forward to give his prick a tentative wank. “How do you know?” he asked, sounding surprised. I confessed that they'd passed close to me earlier I'd overheard them talking and that I had known that two had watched me the previous day. That broke the ice, I found out which two it had been, teasing them that they were a couple of voyeurs, stalking an innocent woman. They laughed, Jon suggested that if anyone had been stalked it was them, “And you're complaining?” I replied giving them a dirty grin. They visibly relaxed, all seeming to be loosing their inhibitions about being naked. I told them my name and they introduced themselves, Callum, Jamie, Nathan and of course Jon, who's prick I had released. I gave each of their incredibly hard cocks a stroke, a gently squeeze of their balls. Callum groaned, his cock twitched, I thought he was going to cum and quickly moved on, reminding myself to be careful, remembering how trigger happy some guys I'd had sex with had been. I sat on the trunk, just a nice height, my head level with their cocks. I told them to move closer, spreading my legs wide, flaunting my cunt at them. I'd seldom felt more aroused. Revelling in my slutty behaviour, I reached between my legs with both hands, gripped my pussy lips and stretched my wet pink fuck hole open. I invited them to touch and feel me, “Finger me. Lick my cunt if you want. Suck my nipples. Do what ever you want until I say you can fuck me” I told them, perhaps rashly. Callum crouched down, next to my right leg, laid his hand on my thigh, stroking higher, nearer and nearer to my pussy. He kept looking up at me as if he was expecting me to stop him any moment. I smiled encouragingly, took his hand, guiding it to my pussy. I placed my hand on top of his, pressed his fingers into my cunt and told him to finger me. Jon went to crouch the other side, “No you don't” I said, grabbing his cock, drawing him between my splayed legs. I sat stroking and admiring his impressive manhood, while Jamie got down and knelt by my left leg, his fingers going straight to my cunt, joining Callum's. With no space left in front of me, Nathan took the only other option, jumped over the trunk, put his arms around me, fondling my tits and tweaking nipples. As I said in the first part, I love having my nipples played with. They are very sensitive and instantly responded, becoming harder, sending pleasure signals to my pussy. One of the guys, fingering me had found my swollen clit and was rubbing it in little circular movements. Hands touching my body, my most intimate parts, in my own hand, a big, beautiful, erect young cock, all combining to arouse and excite me further. I gave Jon's cock a stroke, squeezing it gently. Clear liquid seeped from the eye. I wanted to taste him, bent forward, licked around his knob, then up to the eye, tasting his juice. I opened my mouth, and took his large knob end between my lips and began to suck his cock. I slowly took him into my mouth, lightly dragging my teeth along his shaft. His cock was certainly the largest I'd ever sucked, my lips tight around this thick shaft, as I took about half his length into my mouth and began to suck him, taking care not to over excite him. Callum, Jamie and Nathan had no such qualms about overexciting me. I'm not sure they were even aware of the effect they were having. It felt as if they'd got eight fingers in me at one point. One of them managed to squeeze underneath and suck my nipples. I started to breathe faster, forcing me to stop sucking Jon's cock, though I still hung onto it. I gasped, as the fingers were withdrawn from my pussy and replaced by a mouth. I glanced down, recognised top of Nathan's head, felt his tongue worming its way into my cunt. He began probing my juicy pink fuck hole with his tongue, flicking and sucking my clit. The other three stood, watching, wanking their cocks. I began to push my pussy against Nathan's mouth, rubbing my cunt against his face, close to cumming. I held my tits, pinched my nipples, demanding that they be sucked. Jon took one, Jamie the other, sucking my nipples, as I orgasmed. Nathan emerged from between my legs, the others stood up, watching as I frigged my clit, prolonging my climax. I was still in mid orgasm when two of them picked me up, turned me over and bent me over the trunk. I hadn't asked, but was more than ready to be fucked. I raised my bum, spread my legs resumed frigging my clitoris, muttering between gasps and sighs for one of them to get behind and fuck me. They took it in turns to fuck me from behind, Jamie slid his cock into my mature cunt first. He fucked me slowly for a couple of minutes, then fast for probably less than a minute before cumming inside me. He pulled out, I looked over my shoulder to see who was going to have me next. Jon started to move into position. I shook my head and told him I wanted him last. He pushed Nathan behind me in his place. He rubbed his cock along my slit, then rammed it straight into my gaping cunt. There was no finesse to his fucking, but he took me hard, just what I wanted. He lasted for several minutes, before he pumped his spunk into my willing cunt. It was only seconds between him pulling out and Callum entering me. To be honest I didn't have high hopes of him, but he slid his cock up me and though he was a bit slow and erratic he lasted a respectable time, perhaps helped by my cunt being a bit looser and sloppy by then. I felt his cock twitching inside me and heard him groan as he added his load to the growing spunk cocktail in my cunt. He pulled out. I looked behind for Jon. He was the one I'd been looking forward to with increasing anticipation. He grinned at me, rubbing his beautiful cock suggestively. He spat on his hand, smeared his saliva over his cock as moved between my legs. I sighed with desire, eager to feel him inside me as his cock brushed against my bum. Supporting myself on one hand, I used the other to rub my pussy, spreading my juices and their spunk over my cunt. He held his cock and began sliding it up and down my slit, several times, rubbing and pressing it against my anus. “Wrong hole” I reminded him. “Pity. Are you sure?” he replied. I'd never had Anal Sex, though I had sometimes wondered what it would be like. “Yes, I am sure. Not this time. Just fuck me. Please” I replied, which I suppose was two messages. I'd decided, if only subconsciously, that I wanted there to be a next time and that I was prepared to at least consider letting him Arse Fuck me. That was for the future. Maybe. I reached for his cock, using my fingers to guide it to my fuck hole. He put one hand on my bum, held his cock with the other, keeping it from slipping out from between my pussy lips. I rocked back, felt his large knob entering me, forcing my pussy to open wider. He must have pushed at the same time, the knob probing deeper, my cunt stretched around the shaft, as his prick slid easily up me. He didn't stop pushing until his cock had fully penetrated me, his balls nestling against my fingers, lightly pressing them against my aroused clitoris. I kept still, savouring the moment, tightening and loosening my cunt muscles. “That feels good” he exclaimed, telling the others I was gripping his cock in my cunt. He began to fuck me, slowly and steadily. Nathan and Jamie sat on the towel, leaning back against the tree trunk, looking up between my legs, watching Jon's cock sliding in and out of my pussy. That increased my excitement, prompting me to caress my clit. Callum climbed over the trunk and stood in front of me, stroking his cock, surprising me by starting to get hard again. I responded as I thought a Slut should and told him to move closer, so I could suck his cock while Jon fucked me. I took his prick in my mouth, detecting the unfamiliar flavour of my pussy juices mixed with spunk. I took about 4 of his 6 inches, trying to be careful not to get to carried away. Difficult with the distraction of Jon's large cock in my pussy, the sensations already spreading out from my cunt as he began fucking me faster and harder, forcing more cock into my mouth, each time he thrust into me. Somehow I managed to stop Callum's cock going down my throat, perilously close to gagging a couple of times. I moved my hand from my clit to his cock preventing it from happening again. I was excited by the way I was behaving, becoming incredibly aroused. It felt as if my stretched, cunt had become ultra sensitive, perceiving every lump, bump and engorged throbbing vein on the surface of his cock as he drove it in and out of my appreciative cunt. He spat on my arse, the saliva dribbled along my bum crack to my bum hole. He suddenly stopped fucking me. It took me a moment to realise what he intended. Then I felt a finger rubbing the spit, pressing against my anus. The sphincter resisted at first, he pushed harder, overcame the tight ring and I felt him ease his finger inside me and push it up my arse. I could feel him moving his finger in and out, wiggling it in my bum as he started to fuck me again, a couple of slow deep strokes, then faster. What a delicious feeling, a cock in my pussy, a finger up my arse, tremors of lust and arousal radiating out from my penetrated holes. I attempted to gobble Callums cock but my inexperience at fucking and sucking simultaneously showed. I became distracted by my own sexual pleasure, as I approached orgasm. I managed to keep Callums cock in my mouth, only sucking him intermittently, arching my back as Jon slid his finger up my bum and rammed his cock in and out of my cunt. I was getting close, Callum was closer, his cock twitched in my mouth, I gulped his spunk down, turning my head, letting his prick slip from between my lips as a second small amount of spunk shot from his cock onto my face. I didn't care. I was cumming, my cunt quivering in spasms. Between gasps, moans and sighs I begged Jon to cum inside me. He pulled his finger from my arse, grabbed hold of my bum, fucking me frenziedly for about a minute. I felt his cock pulsing inside me, four or five times, pumping his semen deep inside my cunt. He stood, twitching his cock inside me, forcing the last of his spunk into me. He stepped back his cock sliding from my well used cunt. I looked between my legs, watching as their creamy spunk started to run from my pussy, fascinated to see how much cum I'd taken. Some dripped to the ground, more trickled down my inner thigh. I pushed a couple of fingers in, drawing out a good sized glob of thicker spunk, which clung to my cunt. The spunk formed a string, dangled from my hole, slowly stretching from my pussy, hanging between my legs, swinging from side to side, until it snapped and splashed onto the sand. I waited until their cum stopped dripping from my pussy, before taking a tissue from my bag to wipe myself and laying on the towel. I found out a bit more about them, not really listening to their explanation of why they were their, once I discovered that they were part of field team staying for the summer. I'd already decided I didn't want to stop what I'd started and the opportunity for even more cock, especially young cock, was to good to miss. Had I not been so hot and thirsty I'd have let them fuck me again. Instead I decided to invite them back to the cottage, for drinks and more sex. I persuaded them to walk back with me naked. We collected up our things, which included retrieving a video camera, they left recording at the top of the dune. The video was quite good except for no close ups apart from the beginning when they'd videoed me masturbating. We sat out in the garden drinking until it began to get too cold. What they lacked in technique and control, they made up for with stamina and I was greedy, very greedy. We showered in turn, I went to the bedroom and laid on the bed naked and they took turns fucking me in ones and twos, disappearing to watch TV in between. I lost count of how many times they fucked me before I slept. I heard them leave about five in the morning. Unfortunately the couldn't stay all day, but at least it gave me a chance to rest, consider what I'd done. They returned at about seven that evening. About an hour later my husband phoned. I imagine you can guess what I was doing at the time!!!! There was something wildly erotic, talking to my husband with another guys cock inside me. In the few weeks since I've had sex with them and about ten other guys. I couldn't even hazard a guess as to how many times they've fucked me in total. A different guy, sometimes more than one, in my bed most nights. After several attempts Jon finally managed to arse fuck me a few days later. I now take cock in my arse regularly and enjoy anal sex, provided me and the guy are both well lubricated. I allow the guys to fuck me whenever they want. I'm willing to try almost anything and have been double penetrated vaginally several times. In the last couple of weeks I've been DP'd, vaginally and anally fucked, once while sucking a third guys cock. The feelings generated by a cock in my pussy and one in my arse were sensational and I've repeated it three times since. I'm going to spend the summer here enjoying myself, having as much sex as I want. Depending on the weather, in September or early October I'll return home and try control my desire for sex. That should be easy. Shouldn't it? I'm sorry it's taken longer than I hoped to post the second part of the story. With the fine weather, the distraction of virile young men, who seem to have permanently hard cocks, and my seemingly insatiable appetite for sex, I've not had much time to spare. Katie xxx