Hi all. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Victoria, everyone calls me Vicky, I am in my early forties, well forty two if you must know. I visit the Gym and swim regularly which has kept me fit and my body reasonably trim and toned. I'm Five feet seven inches tall, have a little bum, my tits are 32C, tipped by little pink nipples which love to be sucked. I have an incredibly sensitive clitoris and have been known to cum just by a guy blowing on it. I'm particularly proud of my legs which are still shapely enough to wear mini skirts should I choose, which I do sometimes. My husband left me about 2 years for some young tart with big tits. We'd been quite adventurous sexually, outdoors in some woods in the summer or a secluded beach on holiday in France. I'd suck his cock for him, masturbate while he watched. The sort of things I thought would keep most men happy. He was getting far more than most of my friends husbands from what they'd said when we chatted about sex. We still fucked regularly but it obviously wasn't enough for him. I was devastated at first, being dumped does little for your confidence. Once word got around that I was separated and available I got invited out on dates, usually ending up in bed with the guy, had some some so-so sex but also some great sex, deciding that being single and rid of my husband wasn't so bad after all. Early last year I noticed Steve at the Gym, he's 13 years younger than me, but I didn't consider that a problem. After all I'd been fucked by an eighteen year old the previous summer, admittedly I'd thought he was older, but that hadn't stopped me having sex with him several times after I found out. Steve was just over 6 foot tall, a nice muscular body, and had an interesting looking package in his shorts. I must admit I played with myself, imagining him fucking me, wondering if the bulge in his shorts was as big as it looked, determined to find out. It was about a month later that he fucked me and I discovered it wasn't quite as large as in my over active imagination, but still by far the largest cock I'd ever seen or had. I measured it, just over eight beautiful inches and as thick as my wrist. We became an item, spending nights at each others houses. He'd fuck me before work, but no matter how carefully I showered, by the time I reached my office, my panties would be soaked with his spunk. Although I started taking a clean pair of panties I would leave it a couple of hours before changing. I'd go to the Ladies, lock myself in a cubicle, and rub his spunk into my pussy, masturbating if no one else was there, before wiping myself clean. I really missed him when I had to go down to Dorset to visit my elderly mother for a few days at the beginning of July. Fortunately the weather was quite good, she'd gone to see some friends so I drove down to the coast at Studland, parked in the car park and went for a walk through the dunes well back from the beach. Being mid-week before the school holidays it wasn't that busy. I'd gone about about a mile when I almost literally stumbled across a couple having sex. Probably not that unusual in itself, my ex and I had almost been caught once or twice, but it was the fact that they were being watched by four guys that surprised me. They looked over at me, waiting to see what I'd do, scream, reach for my mobile, walk off? When I did none of those things but stood watching, one called over I was welcome to join in. I declined the offer with a laugh, “Stay and watch. You might change your mind” he called back. I should have left them to it, but I felt excited by what I was witnessing and sat down to watch. The guy finished shagging her, stood up and the woman invited one of the other guys to fuck her. With increasing excitement, my pussy moistening, I watched as the four guys fucked her one after the other. When they'd all had her, she lay masturbating before taking a vibrator from her bag and fucking herself with it. I wished I’d been brave enough to do the same. It was one of the horniest most sexually arousing things I'd ever seen. Not just the woman being fucked by five guys, what got me more excited was her being watched doing it. That night I lay in bed, thinking about what I'd seen, rubbing my pussy, imagining I was being watched, wondering after I'd cum if I was capable of being as uninhibited as the woman. It was another two days before I drove home and saw Steve, excitedly telling him what I'd seen, though not telling him I wished it had been me. He mentioned it several times over the next week, getting me to recount the story, noticing how “Hot” I was when we fucked. He'd realised how exciting I'd found the situation and the next time we visited the sex shop we used, he bought a DVD he thought I might enjoy. I'd never been in a proper sex shop before I met him, always thought them a bit seedy, but the guy who ran it was friendly and Steve was on first name terms with him and after the first time I'd felt no embarrassment going in. We watched the DVD that night in bed, I don't think there was much of a storyline just women getting fucked by lots of guys on a beach. We had sex and afterwards Steve asked if I was interested in a threesome with Ben a mate of his who I knew from the Gym. I thought about it and though it wasn't exactly what I had in mind, agreed and it was set up for the following weekend. He turned up, we watched some porn, I did a strip for them then lay back playing with my pussy while they undressed. Steve watched while Ben fucked me which was quite good, then Steve fucked me while Ben watched. I gave them both blow jobs and they fucked me again. Good fun and enjoyable enough for me to agree to doing it again sometime, though it wasn't really what I was looking for and had found it a bit disappointing. I tried to hide my disappointment, but Steve noticed, asked what had been wrong and I eventually confessed what my fantasy was. “I'll see if I can arrange it” he told me. Not what I was expecting, and if he did I was unsure if I could actually go through with it, exciting as I found the peospect. We had some good sex, role playing I was being watched by lots of people while performing sex acts in front of him. He'd ask afterwards if I still wanted to actually be watched, a hesitant maybe became a definite yes over a number of weeks, my frustration growing in pace with my belief I wanted to do it, though I doubted if he could arrange anything. We set up another threesome and I had ordered some tarty kit to wear. On the Saturday afternoon we went to the sex shop to collect the things I'd ordered, a red leather mini skirt, red leather G-string, a matching waistcoat, red patent shoes with 5 inch heels for me to wear that night when Ben was supposed to join us at the house. I tried the things on, stepping out of the changing cubicle to show Steve. He had been busy chatting to the owner, but stopped as soon as they saw me. We paid for our things, the guy calling “See you later Steve” as we left. I didn't attach an significance to the remark, it's often enough used even if you're not going to see someone for days. We went back to Steve's, had an early supper and I went to get ready. Shower, wash my hair, shaving under my arms, my legs and then my pussy. While Steve showered, I dried my hair and was sitting in front of the mirror, wearing just a pair of red fishnet hold ups,when he finished, doing my make up. He couldn't resist having a quick grope, until I told him, “Plenty of time for that when Ben arrives” and slapped his hand away. He just grinned and dressed before going downstairs to fetch me a large glass of wine. He sat watching me dress. I put on the string, tying the sides, then the mini skirt, very short, the hem only just covering my stocking tops. No bra, just the waistcoat, which I zipped up about half way, revealing about half my boobs. I finished my wine and went down stairs, put on the heels, ready for Ben's arrival. Steve handed me another glass of wine, “What times Ben arriving?” I asked. Steve stood up, picked up his car keys. “He's not. We're going out. I've arranged your fantasy” he informed me. I can't go out like this was the first thought. The second was what had he arranged and where. I asked him to tell me more. He'd organised to rent a photo studio from a mate of the guy at the sex shop and arranged for about forty guys and a few woman to be there to watch me. (I only discovered afterwards that they'd paid £10 each, with the promise of a refund if I didn't go through with it and that we'd made a few pounds into the bargain) “Are you and Ben going to fuck me?” I asked, “No. But I know you'll like the guys who are” he assured me. I drank more wine, eventually deciding, after a little more persuasion, that if I didn't do it now I might not get another chance and I would regret it. I finished my wine, picked up a coat. He took it off me and said I had to go exactly as I was dressed. Feeling a little light headed and with growing excitement we went out to his car and he drove us into the city centre. He parked in a side street, and I got out, tugging the tight leather skirt down, zipping the top up. He picked up a bag from the back seat, then took my arm and we headed back towards the main street. The tiny skirt kept riding up as I walked. I gave up tugging it down despite it failing to cover my stocking tops, a line pale flesh above and probably a glimpse of the G-string visible. I could see myself in the shop windows, dressed like a slag or a whore on the game. I was enjoying plenty of attention and pulled the waistcoat zip down far enough to show the swell of my breasts and give the occasional nipple flash. He could have gone a more direct route, instead he guided me to a long flight of steps. He stopped at top, deliberately waiting as a group of guys approached, looking up my skirt at my barely covered pussy. We took a two or three steps down, a couple of men started climbing towards us. Steve lifted the front of my skirt and pulled the string to one side uncovering my cunt, until they'd passed. I could have stopped him but I was getting seriously excited exposing myself. We eventually turned down a side street, plenty of empty car parking spaces we could have used. “Not as much fun though” he said when I pointed out we could have parked closer. Another 100 yards and he knocked on a door and we were let in and followed the owner upstairs. Most if not all were already there. Some on chairs, or old settees, others sat on the floor or leaning against the wall. At the end of the room, a large brightly lit bed, covered with a red satin sheet, on a raised platform, filmy curtains on two sides. A door off to the side lead to an office or storeroom. Seeing all those people, complete strangers, knowing what I was going to do I had a moment of nerves, not quite panic, but I'd got this far, I didn't want to back out. “Where are the guys?” I asked. “In the office, they'll join you in a few minutes. Relax, do what you've done the last few weeks. Are you ready?” I nodded, eager to start before I changed my mind. Someone dimmed the lights in the room making the bed seem even more brightly lit. I turned towards it, Steve called me back, “You might need this” handing me a large vibrator and some lube from the bag. I took the vibrator and told him my pussy was already so wet I wouldn't need the lube. I stepped onto the platform to some cheers and whistles as I put the vibrator on the bed. They lights were shining down on me. I was relieved I could still see the people in the room watching and waiting, that was important to me. Someone put some music on so I started. I slowly unzipped the waistcoat and pulled it open revealing my tits. I ran my hands over my body, cupped my breasts, pressing them together, then lifted them one at a time, licking my nipples. I felt as if I was a different person, at ease as I shrugged the waistcoat off dropped it on the floor facing them topless, tweaking my nipples erect. I turned, bending over, legs together, holding my ankles with my back to them, the skirt rising. I parted my legs, my excitement growing, knowing that the string was tight in my slit and they’d be able to see my cunt. That thought inspired me. I moved my hands, slowly up my legs, caressing my thighs, pulling the string from my gash. Reaching back I spread my buttocks so the they could see both my cunt and anus. A camera flash went off, I hadn't considered that they might take photos or video. I couldn't stop, decided to ignore it and continued. I held myself like that for a few moments, before moving my hands back between my legs rubbing my pussy suggestively. I hadn't realised just how wet I was, fingers momentarily slipping into my fuck hole. I gasped, the excitement of being watched touching myself, already past the point of no return. I stood facing them, touched my tits, tweaking my nipples again before sliding my hands down my body to the tiny skirt. I pulled the poppers undone one at a time, dropped it to the floor. I untied one side of the string then the other, held the front and back, sawing it back and fore between my cunt lips before dropping it on the floor with the rest of my clothes. I stood in front of them naked, just wearing my hold ups, several flashes went off, and I noticed I was being videoed too. Not much I could do about it now except stop and that wasn't going to happen. Moving to the edge of the platform, just in front of the bed, I squatted, slowly and deliberately opening my legs, fully exposing my shaved, extremely wet and gaping cunt. All those eyes watching me, totally naked in front of forty or fifty people, I'd never felt so aroused or sexually stimulated as I reached between my legs. I traced my fingers along my gash, wetting the tips, moved them to my clit and began to masturbate, relishing every moment, by then feeling the first flutters of an approaching orgasm. I reached behind me, found the vibrator, raised it to my mouth wetting it. I moved and sat on the edge of the bed, spreading my legs I switched the vibe to its highest speed, rubbing it against my clit before sliding it into my cunt, and began to fuck myself. I was so intent on my performance, close to a little orgasm, it wasn't until someone called out “Fuck the Slut” that I became aware that two guys had slipped through the curtains behind me. They were both black, absolutely gorgeous, their skin smooth, shining as if oiled, their bodies completely hairless, including cock and balls. (both male strippers I found after). Well hung, their cocks swung between their legs as they approached. One got on the bed, reached under my arms, laid me back and knelt over my head his cock touching my mouth. The other, moved my hand from the vibe and took over fucking me with it until I shuddered with my first climax, my mouth opening, taking the tip of the guys cock between my lips. He leant forward, his cock directly above my mouth and I began to suck it. Between my legs I could feel the vibrator being withdrawn from my pussy. Fingers held me open, while, judging from the flashes someone was taking close up shots of my cunt, before he buried his head between my legs, his tongue worming its way into my sex. From the corner of my eye I could see I was being videoed, but didn't care, sucking harder, lifting my head to take more of his stiffening cock into my mouth. I got him fully erect, a good solid 8 inches, far more than I could manage to take in my mouth. I turned my head letting his prick slip from my mouth and gasped for one of them to fuck me, he climbed off my face, told his mate to swap ends and they turned me over. He moved behind me, stood on the floor at the end of the bed, pulled me up onto my knees, spreading my legs. I felt his large knob, entering my cunt, my hole expanding to take him. He pushed an inch or two in then paused. I glanced back, the guy with the video was to the side of him, filming as his cock slowly penetrated me. The other guy, slapped his cock against my face, offering it for me to suck. I licked the end tasting the pre cum seeping from the tip before taking his almost fully erect prick in my mouth. I'm sitting naked at the moment, watching a copy of the video as I write, typing with one hand, fingering my pussy with the other. I'm getting to excited to continue, making to many mistakes so I'm going to stop for a few minutes, finish masturbating and continue after I've cum. You could have a wank, while you wait, imagine me naked, my feet on the desk, legs spread, my cunt gaping, wet and begging for a cock. That's better. It would have been nice if I'd had someone watching me, or preferably a couple of big hard cocks, but that will have to wait until next weekend. Anyway on with the story, I think I can concentrate now. Cupping his balls I sucked his cock, getting him stiff, using my tongue and teeth on his thick shaft. The guy behind was doing wonderful things with his cock, fucking me slow and deep, spreading my arse cheeks, working a wetted finger into my back passage. I started rocking between their cocks, taking as much of one in my mouth as I could without gagging, taking the full length of the other cock in my cunt. I could feel the flutters of an orgasm start again, gurgled a moan around my mouthful of cock. The guy fucking me gave me two or three quick hard thrusts then pulled out. I turned my head to see why. They both moved, the guy I'd been sucking slid down the bed, the guy fucking me picked me up, turned me over and around to face my audience. I felt the other guys hands on my arse as I was lowered on to his big, black, shiny cock. I didn't need any encouragement from them to spread my legs, delighting in the knowledge that they could all see my cunt being entered, his black cock, contrasting with my white pussy, highlighted by the bright lighting. My sex juices trickled down his pole as he penetrated me, my cunt stretched tightly around his girth, when he was fully in. His hands reached from behind me, holding my tits, pinching my nipples as he fucked me. The other guy stood next to me I turned my head, taking his cock in my mouth again, this time tasting my cunt juices mixed with the pre cum leaking from his prick. This time the guy fucking me allowed me to cum, no faking for those watching, I genuinely orgasmed in front of all those people. It was absolutely amazing, awesome. If being watched is your thing girls, if you ever get the chance go for it. Though I'd cum, neither of them had. I was still on top, a cock buried in my snatch. Once again I was lifted off, turned over and lowered back onto his cock facing him. He gave me a couple of thrusts, withdrew about half his length then halted. I started to move on him until a hand on my bum stopped me as the other guy crouched behind. I realised immediately what they were going to do. I knew it was possible for a woman to take two cocks in her pussy and was eager to try. My cunt was undoubtedly wet enough, they'd made me cum, both fucked me. If my cunt couldn't take them after that it never would. I kept still, trying to relax as his cock moved along my bum crack. He spread my buttocks, his cock touched my anus, I tensed, thinking he was going to shove it up my bum and arse fuck me. Thankfully he continued moving until his cock touched my pussy and his mates cock. He used his fingers to prise my cunt open, stretching my hole, easing first just the bulbous knob end in. He stretched my cunt open wider, slid more of his cock in until he too had about half his length inside me. God I felt full. The guy underneath started moving his cock again and began to fuck me, the one on top joined in pushing maybe two thirds or three quarters of his shaft up me, as much as he could at the slightly awkward angle. It still felt good though. He added to my pleasure by pushing his thumb in my bum. Between them they fucked me, getting in to a sort of synchronised rhythm, they were clearly well practised, I wasn't the first woman they'd DP'd. They fucked me for almost twenty minutes. I had multiple orgasms, not for the first time, little mini ones, to two or three full blown, screaming to be fucked harder ones. I was on such a high I barely noticed they'd both cum inside me until I felt the one on top pulling out and I was rolled off the other. They left me laid on the bed, still being photographed and videoed, legs open, spunk pouring from my pussy, until Steve sat down next to me and handed me a handful of tissues to clean myself, while he collected my clothes off the floor. While I dressed he went to fetch the car and I had a chance to see some of the pictures and bits of video. I looked a real dirty slut. A few days later Steve got a copy of the video and a disc with several hundred photos which I still love to watch. They claimed they wouldn't post any on the internet, though I suspect they have, even if I haven't been able to find any. Having said that the thought of thousands of people seeing me being fucked is a big turn on. I have a feeling that people don't really look at the faces and if they do, probably wouldn't recognise me anyway. Even if it was someone I know, they would only know for sure by asking which seems unlikely and I would deny it and feign outrage. What do you think. Is my theory good and if it is do you think I should register on here and risk posting some pictures and/or video? I suspect I know what the answer will be! That was the first of several times I've masturbated, toyed and been fucked in front of a crowd of people. Each time seems better, my performances get filthier and now include anal sex which I adore especially if I've got another cock fucking my pussy. After the last time I was offered and accepted £200 to spend the night with a guy. I know that makes me a whore but Steve is OK with it and provided I like the guy, I will certainly take money for sex again.