4 comments/ 255629 views/ 42 favorites Cynthia Ganged by Teenagers! By: LEATBT Before you start to read any of my stories, please remember that they are just that, erotic stories, not a suggested lifestyle, and not a documented real life situation. They can contain wife sharing with multiple partners. If this offends you, read no further. Furthermore if you must read them thinking that it is all true, please be aware that it set on the planet 'Clean' which is free of STD's and unwanted pregnancies. There are no such thing as cheating slut wives, wimp husbands, and broken marriages etc. etc. If you choose to read on I really hope that you enjoy it, and will take a second to vote, but you have been warned. Do not bother writing to me to tell me the error of my ways, I know all that! Constructive feedback is very welcome, I will always reply and am open to ideas and opinions. I have now chosen not to accept anonymous comments to avoid the idiots who sit at the gates of an erotic story site moralising. Go and get a life! Thanks, I hope you enjoy it! *** Cynthia hummed to herself as the last of the late summer sun warmed her back. The trees were already showing signs of their autumnal glow as she busied herself at the far end of the garden, giving the plants a final sort out before winter sets in. Laughter from the next garden disturbed her peace. She could make out the voices of her neighbours twins, Tim and Tom, but they obviously had friends with them. Cynthia was curious. Their parents were on holiday in the States for two weeks, so she and James had promised to keep an eye on them, but two days into the trip they already had a garden full of friends. Cynthia thought about it for a few seconds and then smiled to herself, what was she worrying about, a few friends around in the early afternoon was hardly breaking any rules! She knelt down to attend to a rose, absentmindedly listening to their chatter as she worked. *** Five minutes later, her attention was caught again as they started to talk about girls. She knew that she shouldn't be listening, but couldn't help herself. An unknown voice was talking about a girl that he fancied, but he was shouted down by the others. Another unrecognised voice suggested that a girl called Sam was much sexier, but she was also given a vocal 'thumbs down' by the others. "All right then, tell me who you think is really sexy. Someone that you would really love to fuck!" Cynthia paused, waiting for the name of a young actress or singer to be proffered. "No good telling you, you wouldn't know who I meant!" It was Tim's voice. "Alright then, Tom, tell me who you'd really like to get into bed?" She heard Tom laugh. "No good either, it's the same as Tim's choice!" "Oh for fuck's sake. Twins! Go on then, just tell us!" "Right, but keep your voice down!" Cynthia held her breath as she listened intently, but she couldn't hear the whispered answer. "Cynthia Tracey! Who the fuck is Cynthia Tracey?" "Shut up man, it's our next door neighbour, they might hear us, you twat!" Cynthia dropped her trowel in shock, but couldn't help crouching closer to the wooden fence that separated the two gardens. "Cynthia Tracey!" She heard her name repeated. "Who's she then, you're neighbours daughter? "No, shut up! It's the woman next door, the wife!" "Are you telling me that you both fancy an old married woman?" There was a brief silence, before she heard Tom speak again. "She's not old, and anyway, you haven't seen her mate. Honestly, it's pure sex on legs. Tell him Tim, we spend half the night wanking just at the thought of her, don't we?" *** Cynthia's head was in a spin as the conversation continued, she could hardly believe that the young teenage twins next door were having such lewd thoughts about her. Slowly, her imagination began to work overtime. The idea did have a certain appeal! They were two good looking, fit young men. Just imagine, their two young cocks lusting after her! As she continued to listen, she was unaware that her hand had slipped between her legs. She caught the sound of the chatter once more. "So, how are we gonna get to see her then, it's got to be worth it if she's that fucking hot!" Tim answered. "OK, I'll tell you what, if you want to get up early tomorrow, well drive into the village and wait in the car park. She runs a shop there and normally arrives about eight thirty. If we wait you'll be able see her get out of her car and walk to her shop." "Eight thirty, Christ! OK then, but it had better be worth it!" *** Cynthia looked flushed when she entered the kitchen from the garden. "Are you alright Cyn?" I asked with concern. "Er yes, yes I'm fine, I've just had a bit of a shock that's all!" She went on to explain what she had heard, but stopped me when I suggested going next door to have a word with them. "What are you going to do then?" A mischievous smile crossed her face. "Well, I was thinking, if they're that keen, I might put on a little show for them, you know, just tease them a little and make it worth their while." The curiosity was getting to me now. "So, you're going to tease four eighteen year old lads! O.K. That's sounds like fun, but what have you got in mind then?" "I'm not sure yet, I wasn't going to go into the shop tomorrow, but I might dress up a little in the morning and pop down to give them a little show! Do you mind?" I knew that minding was pointless, and having seen the way the twins had looked at her before, I knew that she was going to enjoy the tease as much as they were! *** Next morning, Cynthia swung the black Jaguar XK8 slowly into the small car park, quickly spotting the twin's little red Peugeot parked against the hedge. The car park was fairly empty so there was enough space to leave a safe distance between them allowing her to put on her little act without being close enough to have to notice them. As she parked, from the corner of her eye she could see the four faces peering out of the red car. Perfect, she thought. *** The boys waited with baited breath as they saw the Jag pull up. After thirty seconds, the drivers door opened and one long booted leg appeared, giving a clear view up her short skirt and past her dark stocking tops. Cynthia slowly slid her way out of the car, allowing the seat to pull her short skirt up even higher up her thighs, before slowly rubbing her hands down her body as if to straighten out her clothing. There was a gasp of approval all round from the boys as they took in the curvaceous blonde standing close by. The swell of her lovely full tits was still obvious beneath a soft black sweater. Their eyes continued down to her very short dog-tooth check skirt, her dark stockings and her long black leather high heeled boots. With their eyes were glued to the window, they watched, stunned into silence as she then bent over and leant back into the car to retrieve something from the passenger seat. As she struggled with one knee on the drivers seat, the hem of her skirt rode up further towards her lovely round bum, revealing a little of the soft flesh above her stocking tops. All four boys were now unconsciously rubbing their cocks as they continued to watch her display. Finally, she stood up, straightened her skirt and strutted away with an exaggerated sway of her hips. She imagined that she could feel the four pairs of eyes fixed on her every move. *** Inside the Peugeot, the twins were feeling quite smug as their two friends were verbalising their appreciation of the woman that they had just seen. "Got to hand it to you guys," gushed Ginger, "That's the fucking hottest, sexiest thing I've ever seen! I'd of loved to sneak up behind that and give it a good shafting!" Pete agreed, "Yeah, fuck! That makes the girls we know look like they should still be in kindergarten! Can you imagine how it would feel to be on top of that!" "Oh Christ," replied Tom, "I daren't even think about it, shit, I'll never get rid of this hard on!" Tim fired up the car, slipped it into gear and pulled out of the car park. "We told them, didn't we Tom? At least you know what were going on about now. If there is anything better than that I'd like know about it!" *** Cynthia waited until she saw the Peugeot drive away before returning to her Jaguar. Once inside, she waited a few minutes to calm herself. Putting on the harmless little display for the four young lads had affected her more than she had expected. It was not even nine in the morning yet and she was all turned on! She knew that James was waiting at home to hear all about it, but what she really needed now was the relief that his hard cock would bring her! She slipped the Jag into drive and headed home. *** An hour or so later we both lay panting on the bed, I couldn't believe how turned on Cyn had become by teasing those lads, I had to wait until I was slowly working my cock into her before she managed to tell me the full story! "So, what have you got in mind now, you going to leave it at that or are you working on a little plan, I know you, and after your comments last week about having a little gang bang, I bet you want to take it further?" She looked at me wide eyed, "Take it further? Of course not, it was just a fun tease, ...anyway, I don't even know what two of them look like, I couldn't exactly 'check them out' while I was pretending to be unaware of them could I?" I just lay back as she knelt over me and rode my cock. I looked at her with a bemused expression and said nothing. Cynthia, eyes closed and mouth open, continued to work herself on my cock. I knew her mind was working overtime, finally she spoke. "Anyway, how could we take it further, ...you can't just knock on the door and ask if they want to come and spend the night fucking your sexy little wife, can you." I remained silent. "And how would you feel, having the help of four young rampant cocks taking it in turns to satisfy me?" She opened her eyes and looked down at me, smiling as she felt my cock harden even more. "You like that idea, don't you darling! I know you, you'd like that as much as I would ...Oh God! Can you just imagine it, five big cocks all to myself, I'd be sucking and fucking all night! She started to ride harder as her imagination took over, it didn't take long before we came together, a meeting of minds and bodies! "Oh darling, shall we do it, can we do it? Could you set something up?" *** I didn't have much time as there was only one weekend before the neighbours returned from the States. Luckily, the next day I bumped into the twins and suggested that they might like to earn a few quid by moving a large pile of logs from the front of the house to the bottom of the back garden. They agreed with enthusiasm! It was a job that needed doing anyway as the old tree had been down for over a year now. Tim and Tom volunteered their friends Ginger and Pete to assist, so we agreed that they should turn up at ten on Saturday morning. Cynthia seemed very excited at the prospect of having the log pile moved! *** When they arrived, Cynthia stayed out of sight while I spent ten minutes instructing them on the task. They set to work immediately so I left them to it and went back indoors to find Cynthia watching them from upstairs. "Well Cyn, what d'you think? Four strapping young lads for you, will they suit you're naughty requirements?" "Mmm, nice, I like the look of one of them, but the ginger one isn't too special, a bit overweight and freckly, not exactly what I had in mind! Who is he?" "Ginger of course, the other one is Pete, I see what you mean though. Nice lads anyway, but they're here for a good few hours yet. You can decide what you want to do later. If you want me to invite them for a barbeque this evening just let me know!" I replied with a wink. *** An hour later I asked the boys if they wanted a cold drink to refresh themselves. As I carried they tray of juice into the garden, I could see them looking back at the house behind me. Tim spoke as he picked up the glass. "Thanks James, jees, I'm ready for this, ...is Mrs Tracey not at home today? "Yes, she's around somewhere, why, did you want to see her about something?" "No, oh no, ...I was just wondering, that's all!" I thought Liar! But I knew that they would see her soon enough as she was planning to come out and sunbathe for a while to make the most of the last of the summer sunshine. It was twenty minutes later when Cynthia appeared. She gave the boys a big smile as she settled on her sun lounger with a book. "You lads are doing a great job, I hope I won't disturb you lying here. "Not at all Mrs Tracey, don't mind us, nice to see you!" Tom replied with an embarrassed tone in his voice, I noticed his eyes widen as he took in the lightly tanned blonde in her skimpy yellow bikini stretched out before him. Cynthia pulled her sunglasses down over her eyes, and opened her book. I knew that there was no reading going on, she was studying the lads as they worked and I wondered what decisions she was making! *** At lunch time, Cynthia had prepared a large plate of sandwiches and a selection of beers for the lads. She pulled a light wrap around her shoulders as we sat in the garden and tucked in. After a couple of beers the lads seemed to lighten up a little, gaining confidence as we chatted. I enjoyed watching their eyes being drawn to Cyn's cleavage as her lovely full tits wobbled enticingly as she laughed. By the time the food and beers had been finished, I knew that we would get no more work done until Cyn went back inside. She was enjoying the attention, but there were still a lot of logs to be moved! Once the lads were back at work, I went inside to find Cynthia. She was upstairs, discreetly watching them from a bedroom window. "Anything on your mind honey?" I asked. She blushed as she answered. "You know what I'm thinking, but I don't see how we can set this up, and I'm still not sure if I fancy that Ginger being involved, he's not like the other three, bit of an odd one really. The others look just ripe for some fun, but I don't see how we can loose him!" "Well, I can hardly say, 'All those with fit young bodies and stiff cocks who fancy fucking my wife step forward! Er ..where are you going Ginger?' Can I now?" "Oh God James, don't say that, it makes me sound awful! Shall we just forget the whole thing, this is getting too complicated, maybe we could just invite the twins around one evening?" Is that what you really want? I thought you really wanted this, remember, just you and four or five throbbing cocks?" "I do, just the thought of it is getting me all turned on, but the reality is so different from the fantasy. With Alain it was easy, you set it all up without my knowledge, by the time I realised what was happening it was too late to worry about it, but this seems so difficult." I took her into my arms, I was as keen to see her taking on these young lads as she was, but I didn't want to push her. "I know what we'll do, I'll invite them for a barbeque this evening, if they come fine, if not, so be it. Ginger may even decline, which will make your decision easier. If they come we can just play it by ear, no pressure, if you're not comfortable with the situation, they'll just have a nice meal. Although, you'll still have one very stiff cock to satisfy later!" So it was agreed, and I still had no idea what the evening would bring! *** The lads finished moving the logs around five that afternoon. I talked to them just before they left. "What are you lads up to this evening? Cynthia and I were planning on a barbeque, there's plenty to go round if you fancy joining us." They looked at each other, shuffling awkwardly as they waited for someone to take the lead. Finally, Tim spoke up. "That sounds great, but we don't want to intrude, I mean, if you have friends coming round ..." "Not at all, there's only the two of us, nothing formal, just a few steaks and a few drinks, but if you have other plans?" "No, we don't have anything else on, that sounds great. What time do you wants us, we could do with taking a shower before we come back?" I told them to come back about seven. As they left I went off to warn Cynthia that she could be in demand this evening if she felt cool about the situation. "Oh really!" she exclaimed excitedly. "So are all four of them coming back? Wow, decision time then, I'd better sort out what to wear, any ideas?" "You managed to decide for yourself the other morning, something along those lines should do the trick!" "You think that's suitable for a barbeque?" she asked. "I think it should do for what you have in mind! Anyway, it gets chilly when the sun goes down now, and I don't think we'll be in the garden all evening, do you?" She gave me a cheeky grin, "Let's just wait and see shall we!" *** The lads arrived together just after seven. I was glad to see that they had made a bit of effort and had smartened themselves up nicely, although, as is typical with young lads, the aftershave was a bit over the top. Good thing we were outside! I told them to help themselves to a beer, while I lit the barbeque. We were all on our second beer when Cynthia slowly strutted out onto the patio to greet them. I'm not sure of the effect it had on the lads, but I felt my own cock start to stir as soon as I saw her. Judging by the looks on their faces, they were having similar thoughts! They all stood in unison as she approached the table. Their heads moved from her head to her feet as they took in her soft fluffy black sweater that barely concealed the swell of her lovely big firm tits, the tight short black leather skirt, revealing her long, shapely stocking clad legs and the highly polished black leather high heeled boots that came just over her knees. Surprisingly, Ginger spoke first. "Wow Mrs Tracey, you look really nice this evening!" Cyn smiled at him, "Why, thank you Ginger, and please, call me Cynthia." "Yes Mrs Tracey, er, ...can I get you a drink?" "It's Cynthia! Yes, I'll have ...a dry white wine please, James will show you where to find it." *** By ten that evening we had finished the meal, cleared away and were chilling around the table chatting. The lads had relaxed now and seemed a lot more comfortable with Cynthia, who had started to flirt a little with them. It was very understated, but it was keeping their attention. I was still uncertain what her plans were, but I was thinking that if she didn't do something fairly soon she stood a chance of her fun been spoilt by drink! Finally, she stood up, glass in hand. "It's getting too chilly out here for me now, I'm going in to warm up! Do you guys want to join me in the lounge or are you happy out here?" Almost as one, the four lads stood up. "Inside sounds good to me, it is getting a bit chilly now." Tom said, and the others murmured their agreement. We all followed Cyn through to the lounge, she clicked on some music before settling at the end of the sofa. Tim, Pete and Ginger joined her, while Tom and I took to the armchairs. Cynthia leaned back and crossed her legs, her little leather skirt rode up her thighs, affording Tom and I a great glimpse of the soft white flesh above her stocking tops. I noticed him move uncomfortably as he tried to avert his gaze. Cynthia, sitting next to Ginger, caught him glancing down at her legs. He suddenly noticed her smiling at him, and he immediately blushed. "S ..Sorry!" He stammered, "I was just admiring your boots, they look really nice!" "Oh, do you think so? Thank you Ginger, I like them, they're really soft leather, you feel them." Cynthia Ganged by Teenagers! His hand moved slowly to her knee and rested on the top of her boot. "Hmm, very nice!" He said quietly. Tim, who had been watching intently, chirped up next. "Do you mind if I feel them?" Cynthia threw her head back and laughed, "You're as bad as James, he always likes me in boots!" She swung both legs up across their laps, "Go on then, if you're that interested, you can all feel them!" They all looked uncomfortable now as they took turns in rubbing their hands slowly over her boots. "Christ," said Pete, "They are soft, and nice and warm too! Cynthia smiled and slowly began to gyrate her legs over their laps. "Mmm!" she sighed, I can tell that you like them a lot, don't you? How about you Tom, didn't you want to come over to feel my boots?" Tom leapt up from the armchair and quickly knelt beside Cynthia. Awkwardly, he placed his hand at the top of her boot. "Wow, great!" He said, "But what I'd rather do is feel your stockings, my old girlfriend would never wear them for me and they look so sexy on you." He suddenly looked back at me. "Sorry James, am I allowed to say that to Mrs Tracey? I don't want to say anything out of place!" "You're OK Tom, if Cynthia doesn't mind you touching her legs, it's OK with me." He looked back at Cynthia with a hopeful expression on his face. "Go on then Tom, but carefully, they cost a small fortune, I don't want them getting snagged!" The other three, still with their hands on her boots, stared intently as Tom's hand slid slowly up over her thigh, gently sliding higher with each stroke. "Oh yeah," Tom sighed, "That feels really nice!" "Mmm!" Cynthia murmured, slowly uncrossing her legs, it does actually!" Tim, still holding her ankle, unconsciously lifted her leg allowing his brother easier access to her parted thighs. We were all watching as Tom's hand worked it's way up to her lacy stocking tops. Cynthia sighed again and pulled herself up into a sitting position once more, but still leaving her legs draped across their laps. "This is getting a little unfair, ... I can easily tell that you boys are enjoying yourselves, but what are you going to do for me to balance things out?" They all looked at each other and then to me, not really knowing where they stood in this situation. "Nobody got ant ideas then?" Cyn asked coquettishly, "Then why don't I suggest something." "Yeah, good idea Cyn, tell them what you'd like them to do!" I suggested. "OK darling, but dim the lights a little first!" As I stood up and dimmed the side lamps, Cynthia stood up and addressed the lads. "Ok boys, I'm guessing that you might like a little fun tonight, right? So this is what we'll do. We know that you've all been watching me, right? I know that the twins have been having rude thoughts about me, and can tell by the bulges in your trousers that you all feel the same way. What you don't know is that I've been watching you today, I've enjoyed watching your muscles while you been working, and now I want to feel them. So with approval of James, I want you all to strip down to your boxers, then you can help me undress a little. How does that sound to you?" The lads grinned sheepishly at each other before looking towards me for an answer. "OK lads, but remember, Cynthia is in charge, you can only do what she tells you to!" That was all they needed to hear, in a flurry of activity, the four of them were out of their clothes and stood around Cyn in just their boxers. "There boys, doesn't that feel better? Now put your hands behind your back while I check you over!" She sidled up to Tom first, running her hands lightly over his chest and down over his stomach. Her eyes came to rest on the bulge in his boxers, which was highlighted by a darker patch where his cock was leaking pre cum. "Mmm, very nice Tom." She gently pulled at his waist band and peeped in at his cock. "Oh Tom, what are you thinking about? That's very nice indeed!" Letting the elastic snap back against his stomach, Cynthia moved on to Pete, then Tim, giving them the same treatment. Finally she moved behind Ginger. Letting her breasts rub against his back, she put her arms around his waist and ran her hands down over his stomach. "Hmm, you could loose a few pounds you know Ginger, nice, but you could improve!" Still standing behind him, she let her hands brush over his cock, sensing it twitch. "Oh yes! Now that feels better!" She slowly moved around until she was standing in front of him Looking him in the eyes, her hand slowly worked it's way inside the top of his boxers. "Oo Ginger, that's a little bit special darling, you don't need to loose any weight down there, do you now!" Walking back to perch herself on the arm of the sofa, she looked at the lads. "This is all making me very hot! Who would like to come and feel how hot I am?" The boys all moved forward in unison. "Oh good, lots of volunteers, you're all a bit keen aren't you!" Cynthia stated with a little giggle. Now, run your hands over my breasts and feel how warm they are!" Their hands were on her tits immediately. She let them feel them up for a few seconds before she pushed them away and stood up, laughing. "This is no good! James darling, help me out of this top." I moved behind her, taking hold of the sweater and pulling it slowly up as she put her arms in the air to assist. She pushed her bum with a little wiggle against my swollen cock, just to assure her self that I was enjoying this a much as the others. I kept her top tight against her stomach, trapping her big firm tits as I pulled it up, I paused for a few seconds as I watched the expectant expression on the lads faces. Finally, having teased them enough, I pulled it right up, releasing her firm globes and allowing them to wobble back into their natural position. I kept the sweater over her head as I looked at the eager faces of the lads, they were licking their lips and their eyes ogled Cyn's boobs. "C'mon boys, come and get them, there's more than enough to go round!" I invited. They needed no further encouragement! Eight hands moved in on her warm, firm tits as she mumbled from beneath the sweater. Finally I pulled it over her head and off of her arms, which she let drape around the necks of Ginger and Tim. She clung onto them for support as Tom and Pete clamped their mouths over her erect nipples. Cynthia struggled, finally pushing them off. "Boys, boys, wait a minute!" She laughed, "Let's not rush this! Now, I want you all to take a seat and I'll come to you in turn, come on, line yourselves up on the sofa, there's plenty of room!" I watched with interest as the boys moved onto the sofa, their eyes still fixed on Cyn who was strutting up and down impatiently. When they finally settled, she moved to Pete, who was sitting on the right hand side. Easing her tight leather skirt up over her thighs so that she could straddle his legs, she knelt facing him. Gripping the back of the sofa for support, she lowered her hanging breasts towards his upturned face. "Come on then Peter, I know you want to lick and suck my big tits don't you?" She did a little shimmy that caused her tits to slap against his face before quickly lowering them onto him. A muffled response was all we heard as his face became buried between her hanging melons. As she continued to work her tits into his face she let one hand slip between her legs, working its way into his boxers until she had a firm grip on his shaft. "Hey baby, that feels like a nice stiff cock you've grown!" She began to slowly pull on his shaft. "I bet you're having naughty thoughts about what you'd like to do to me now aren't you baby." A grunt of agreement came from between her breasts. "Well now, I'll give it some thought, but right now," she said as she started to move across to Tom. "It looks like the others are waiting for a turn!" Finally she given all four lads the same treatment, and as she moved away from the sofa, her eyes devoured the four stiff cocks that were lined up pointing at the ceiling! She moved across to me and gave me a long deep kiss. "Oh James, am I very naughty? I seem to have aroused those lovely young cocks, what should I do now? I think those boys want to do very rude things to me," she looked back at them, "Don't you boys?" They all nodded as they looked at, obviously having difficulty believing their luck! I need to know that I can trust you all, so I've thought of a little test, ...are you willing to be tested?" They nodded again. "Good, but first I need to loose this little skirt!" She turned towards me. "James, be a darling and take it off for me will you?" I had no idea where she was going with this as I stepped forward to unpop the stud and slide the zip down. One thing was for sure now though, those boys were in for a good night! She turned to face me, giving me a big wink as I eased her tight little skirt over her lovely round bum, letting it drop to the floor. The boys let out a gasp as they sat behind her taking in the view of Cyn now dressed only in black stockings, suspender belt and high heeled boots. She took me by the hand and began to lead me out of the room. "I need your help with something darling, you boys wait there a minute until James comes back down." I followed her swaying hips up the stairs and into the spare room. "What have got in mind Cyn?" She was rummaging in the bedside cabinet, finally she stood up, clutching two lengths of soft black rope. With a mischievous smile on her face she asked me to secure her wrists to the decorative iron headboard. As I secured her she looked up at me. "I'm going to give them each a little test, but I'm sure that I can make them all fail," she smiled. "Are you ready for me darling, or can you wait 'till later?" "I think I'd better wait, we don't want them sat down there with nothing to do for the rest of the night! So what do you want now?" "Send them up one at a time, Tom first, then Tim, then Pete, and Ginger last!" "Ok, you sure you're gonna be alright?" "Oh I think I'll be fine, I just want to ease their tension a little, before we start!" I gave her a kiss and left the room. *** Cynthia lay spread-eagled on the bed in the soft glow of the bedside lamp, her mind quickly making plans before the first of the boys appeared. She smiled to herself as she settled on a strategy. Eventually she heard the stairs creak as someone approached. A gentle tap on the door. "Come in." Tom's face appeared nervously around the door. As his eyes took in the scantily clad woman of his dreams spread out on the bed, his cock stiffened visibly. "Come on in baby, I won't bite!" Cynthia encouraged. "And loose those boxers, you won't be needing them now!" Tom quickly stepped out of his boxers, kicking them into a corner. "What do you want me to do?" he asked quietly. "Well, judging by that lovely stiff cock, you like what you see, don't you? Why not come a little closer?" Tom edged nearer and sat on the edge of the bed. "Hello Tom, That's better. Now, I know you like my legs don't you? I saw you and Tim staring at them in the restaurant before your parents left, remember that? Why don't you run your hands all over them, would you like that Tom?" Tom nodded and moved on to the bed. Taking an ankle in each hand he gently pulled her legs apart and knelt between them. As his hands moved up the warm leather of her boots, Cynthia could see the pre cum dripping from his twitching cock. "Mm, you have really fantastic legs Mrs Tracey, and they look so sexy like this, in boots, stockings and suspender belt, Wow!" "Thank you Tom, I'm glad you like them!" Tom bent forward and began to kiss his way along her stockings. "Oh yeah, I like them alright Mrs Tracey!" His mouth moved up over the lacy stocking tops and onto the warm, soft skin of her thighs. "Oh yeah, I'm liking them a lot, and that little blonde pussy! I really would like to lick that little beauty!" "Oh Tom, I'm not sure I'm ready for that yet." "Hell Mrs Tracey, you look ready to me!" His face pushed further between her parted thighs, allowing his tongue to explore her clit, his hands slid beneath her bum and he took a firm grip of both cheeks before pulling her onto his face. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, really ready!" Cynthia sighed as his tongue rimmed her pussy, she parted her thighs further and thrust herself onto him, feeling his tongue slip inside her and start to work around the velvety walls. "Tom, Tom no, not yet, you mustn't!" she teased. Finally Tom's face reappeared, looking red and flustered. "Sorry Mrs Tracey, I got a bit carried away!" "That's OK Tom, look, if I know that I can trust you, maybe you can have some more of that later. Why don't you bring that lovely stiff cock up here and put between my tits, Have you ever fucked a pair of tits Tom?" "Er no Mrs Tracey, but I'd love to try it with yours!" Tom got astride Cynthia and gently lay his hands on her breasts. "Come on Tom, you don't have to be so gentle, get a good hand full and trap your lovely cock between them!" Tom soon got the hang of it, he looked down hardly able to believe that he was kneeling over the woman of his fantasies with his cock wedged firmly between her tits, now slippery where he had leaked cum over them. "Wow, Mrs Tracey, this is fantastic, wow, I can't believe I'm doing this!" Silly boy, thought Cynthia, he could be fucking my pussy now if he'd been a bit more forceful! Cynthia lay back enjoying the attention her tits were getting. Tom was fucking them faster now, so when she thought he was getting near to the point of no return, she decided to change tack. "Tom, Tom darling stop a minute, let's try something else." Tom reluctantly stopped thrusting. "Come here baby, bring your cock near my mouth." Tom leant forward, the tip of his cock quivering above her red parted lips. Cynthia's tongue came out invitingly and began licking around his swollen helmet. Tom watched in amazement, and gasped as she sucked him in. This was just too good for Tom, the sensation of putting his cock into a hot mouth for the first time was nearly too much to control. He gripped the iron bedstead and slowly began fucking her mouth, it felt a natural thing to do but he wasn't sure how hard was acceptable. Cynthia managed to turn her head sideways so that she could speak. "Do you like that Tom, does it feel good fucking your cock into my mouth?" "God yes Mrs Tracey, it's just fantastic!" "OK Tom, but promise me you won't cum in my mouth!" Without waiting for an answer, she began to suck hungrily again on Tom's cock, making him respond by pumping even harder. "I won't Mrs Tracey, I promise! Fuck that's so good, so fucking good, go on Mrs Tracey, suck my cock hard!" As he looked down at his erection pumping in and out of his sexy neighbour, watching her red lips take it all in, he could feel his spunk rising in his balls. "Go on Mrs Tracey, that's it, Oh yeah, fuck, Oh yeah. Go on suck it, suck it! Oh! Oh no! Shit!" Cynthia swallowed every drop of his young cum as he spurted away uncontrollably. "Oh my God, sorry Mrs Tracey, I couldn't stop, I'm so sorry, God, but that was just fantastic!" "Never mind Tom, I'm glad that you enjoyed it!" She replied as she licked her lips, but you must promise me one thing." "Of course Mrs Tracey, anything." "Well, when you go downstairs, you mustn't tell anyone what just happened, it will be our little secret, OK?" "OK Mrs Tracey, you can trust me!" "Thanks you Tom, now come and give me a kiss, then you can go down and send Tim up to see me." *** As Tom left the room, Cynthia stretched out on the bed feeling very satisfied. This is going to be a very, very long night, she thought, how exciting! A few more minutes passed before she heard movement outside the bedroom door. Cynthia crossed her long legs and waited expectantly. The door eased open and Tim's head appeared. "Hi Tim, come on in and close the door behind you." Tim closed the door and walked towards the bed, his hand rubbing his cock. "Holy moly Mrs Tracey, I've never seen anything like that before! Wow! What do you want me to do, I mean,...am I allowed to touch or anything?" "What would you like to do Timmy, I'm lying here helpless and you're looking at me with a very stiff cock in your hand, and not for the first time! Only this time you can do something about it, ...so, got any ideas? "Er, yeah, oh yeah, I've got some ideas!" Tim pulled off his boxers and climbed astride Cyn's flat stomach. "Wow, just look at those lovely knockers, oh yes, I've got to get my hands on those." He grabbed her tits gently at first, but the feel of all that warm soft flesh between his fingers soon urged him on and began groping them harder. "Is that all right Mrs Tracey, fuck! They are a fantastic pair, I've gotta get my cock between them!" "That's fine Tim, you enjoy them," Tim soon had his cock wedged between them. "Go on Tim, that's it, fuck my tits!" "Is that alright Mrs Tracey, you sure you don't mind?" It doesn't matter now does it Tim, I'm tied to the bed and you've got your big stiff cock between my tits, I can't stop you now can I!" She knew what effect this would have on Tim who now had both hands pushing her big tits firmly around his cock and was pumping even harder. She could here his mutterings as he banged away. "Great, oh yeah, great, oh just fucking lovely!" "Timmy, don't cum over them will you!" Sighed Cynthia, sensing that the moment was close. "No Mrs Tracey, don't you worry!" "Thanks Timmy, it would be very rude to fire your hot cum between my lovely tits wouldn't it!" The thought pushed Tim over the edge as planned! "Shit!" He exclaimed, as the first wad let loose, "Oh fuck, sorry! His cock continued to spray come between her tits, some of it streaking up over her chin as his balls unloaded uncontrollably. "God, I'm sorry Mrs Tracey, I couldn't help it, I've been dreaming of doing that for months!" "Don't worry Tim, just grab some of those tissues and clean me up, we don't want the others to know what we've just done do we? It will be our little secret, OK?" "Yeah, don't worry Mrs Tracey," He replied as he slowly cleared his warm seed from her tits and neck, "I won't say a word!" He took his time, obviously enjoying himself as he cleaned up every last drop of his spilt seed. "There, all done!" "Thank you Timmy, now, come and give me a kiss before you go." Tim bent forward, taking in the beautiful face below him, framed by the long blonde hair strewn across the pillows. The succulent red lips, the perfect eye make up. Her heady scent filled his nostrils as their lips touched, and within thirty seconds his tongue was exploring deep inside the soft inviting mouth, blissfully unaware that a few minutes earlier, it had been full of his twin brothers cock, who had fucked it until his balls were drained!. *** Peter next, thought Cynthia, hoping that he might want to give her pussy some attention. As she lay waiting, she started to plan her next move. Hopefully, if she could get the next two to cum as well, their cocks would last longer later. Wet with anticipation of the fucking that she was in for, she heard the door start to open. As he entered the room his eyes widened at the sight of the vision laid out on the bed, his cock immediately hardened as he saw that she was bound. "Fucking hell, bondage! Couldn't be better." he mumbled quietly as he approached the bed. Bondage appealed to Peter, but he had never had the chance to try it, in fact he had never even had a woman yet! He had a feeling that this evening, things were going to change. Cynthia Ganged by Teenagers! "Hi Peter." "Hi Mrs Tracey, I, er, ...you're looking good!" Cynthia wondered if they were all going to call her Mrs Tracey all night, although she was starting to enjoy the irony of it. A show of respect from the youngsters as they used her to work off their fantasies! "Thank you Peter, why don't you take off your boxers so that I can tell how good you really think I look?" "Oh yeah, right, thanks Mrs Tracey," He replied as he awkwardly removed them. He looked down shyly at his cock, "There, what do you think?" "It's lovely Peter, and nice and thick, I love a thick cock, I hope you'll want to share that with me later!" He was thrown by that comment. "Later? But I thought ..." "Don't worry darling, this is just a warm up, you know, to break the ice. Now, why don't you come over here, I'm sure you want to touch me a little, don't you?" Peter moved closer, closely studying the hot woman secured in front of him. His left hand brushed over her tits as his right rested on her thigh, moving slowly up towards the her pussy. "Oh yes, Mrs Tracey, I want to touch all right, wow, I want to touch it all." His head went forward. With his tongue out, he started to lick around her nipples as his fingers worked their way to her pussy. He was unsure of exactly what he was supposed to be doing down there, but it felt good. Cynthia let out a sigh as he brushed over her clit. That pleased Peter, so he continued to give that area attention, but his main interest were the large erect nipples that seemed to have grown as his tongue flicked over them. Peter climbed onto the bed so that he was kneeling next to Cynthia. He took a handful of breast and began to work it wildly so that her firm nipple was rubbing hard against the tip of his cock. He was enjoying this, he had imagined doing this to the women in the magazines hidden in his bedroom. But this was the real thing, a beautiful, warm woman, tied to the bed and at his mercy! It was becoming too much for Pete, his right hand abandoned her pussy and gripped his cock as he began to wank furiously against her nipple. Cynthia, smiling inwardly knew that this wouldn't take long. She decided to help him along. "Oh Peter, I feel so helpless, be careful, I don't want you to cum off all over my tits." "Yeah, oh fucking yeah, great tits Mrs Tracey! I think I'm going to have to spray them!" His right hand was now a blur on his cock as he tried to keep the tip against her nipple, but his other hand was shaking her big breast vigorously, making the contact difficult. "No Peter, please, it would be so messy, taking advantage of me like this and firing your hot cum all over me!" "Too late Mrs Tracey, too late now! Oh fuck, here it comes! Oh yeah! Oh fucking yeah!" As he wanked even harder, his cock started to erupt as he aimed each torrent across her tits. "Lovely, lovely, just fucking lovely!" Panted Peter as he watched each spurt splat against her quivering tits. He started to look a little guilty as his passion cooled. "Sorry Mrs Tracey, that was just too tempting to resist!" "Oh Peter, that was so brutish of you, but I'm glad you enjoyed it baby, now, you'd better clean me up before anyone finds out, this can be our little secret, just between the two of us, alright?" *** When Pete appeared back in the lounge he looked flushed and a little sheepish. "You alright Peter?" I asked. "Fine thank you James, just a little excited by what I saw up there, But I guess we all are, what d'you say lads?" Amongst the vocal agreement, Ginger struck up. "Is it my turn now, I'm just dying to know what's going on up there!" "Go on up then Ginger, second door on the right, we'll see you soon." He was out of the door and up the stairs in a flash! "We'll lads, I suppose you're wondering what's next!" They looked at each other waiting for someone to speak up, finally, after a long pause Tim broke the ice. "James, just what are we doing, I mean this is great, but what does Mrs Tracey want from us? "What do you boys think she wants?" I asked with a smile. No one said anything. "Well, how can I explain,...she's had this fantasy and now she wants to try it for real, which is were you all come in. To put it bluntly, she wants cock, more than her fair share, she wants to see if she can take us all on in one session!" "You mean like a gang bang?" Tim asked. "Exactly like a gang bang, how does that sound to all of you?" Pete then spoke. "Well, if you're sure that's what she wants, sounds great to me, so, who gets to go first?" "Pete, I think what she has in mind, is to take everyone together, she wants to be surrounded by cocks all ready to fuck her!" "Wow, gasped Tom, all four of us at once! Wow!" "Five Tom, there's five of us! I'm not sitting around while you have all the fun, I told you she wants a good night, and if you're all willing, that's what she's going to get! Now, if any of you want out, now's the time to leave." Needless to say, nobody moved. "Right then, you're all still in! Good, so, can two of you go and fetch the big round cream leather seat from the hall and place it in the middle of the room here." Tim and Pete came back with the heavy seat and placed it in the middle of the lounge. "What's that for James?" asked Tim. I knelt beside the seat and showed them how the top cushion rotated. "Does that give you any ideas?" They looked confused. "Picture this lads, Cynthia is kneeling on this seat, we form a circle around it, giving us all easy access to her. Two of us can be lined up with either her pussy or her mouth. Getting the picture now?" They grinned and nodded. "Good, so you see, we can all take turns feeding her cock, then we can give it a turn and pass her around, that way she's got a least two cocks to satisfy her at any given time!" "Holy shit! Is that really what she wants?" Gasped Pete, "Bring it on, my cock is ready to start right now!" *** Cynthia listened to the footsteps climbing the stairs. "Ginger" she thought, not quite so keen on this one, but he does have a nice big cock though! The bedroom door opened, Ginger entered and closed the door behind him before turning to face her. "Hi Ginger." "Hi Mrs Tracey," He stared for a few seconds before letting out a low whistle, his right hand slipped into his shorts to grip his dick. "Oh yes, that's more like it, Oh, fuck me, yes! That's what it's all about, Oh Mrs Tracey, fancy them leaving you like this!" "More like what Ginger?" Cynthia asked, a little nervously. Ginger just stared as her he whipped of his shorts and climbed between her legs. "Fucking lovely! A proper woman, fuck me! Posh and beautiful, much more like it!" "Like what, Ginger?" "More like what I deserve, better than 'Big Betty' down the stables, like fucking a sack of spuds she is, but all this ...!" He spread his hands out, palms raised, as his eyes feasted on her body. "This is what my cocks been waiting for, you were right to save me till last Mrs Tracey, I'm gonna enjoy you, and your gonna love this big ol' cock of mine!" He waved his cock towards her. "Now Ginger, slow down, there's plenty of time for that later!" "Later? Nah!" He roughly pulled her legs apart and lay down between her thighs, promptly burying his tongue in her pussy. Her thighs clamped around his ears as she struggled to control him, but this only urged him on. She felt his long tongue probing her, and finally the long awaited pleasure caused her to relax her thighs. After a minute he came up for breath, throwing her legs over her shoulders as he knelt with the tip of cock resting against her wet pussy. "Those three little virgins haven't touched you yet have they?" he leered. "This tight little pussy is dying for some cock I bet!" He continued to work his fat purple bell end into her, the sensation of it sliding into her hot, moist pussy, causing it to stiffen even more. "Ginger slow down, there's plenty of time for this later!" "Listen Mrs Tracey, I don't know what funny games you and James are playing, but I en't taking no risks, I'm not going to be told that you've changed your mind and get kicked out later! Look, right now ol' Gingers got a lovely hot piece of upper-class married pussy poised on the end of his dick. I 'en't had this before, all dressed in sexy underwear and them long kinky boots. Ol' Gingers no fool, I say get on with it right now!" He eased his cock in an inch. "No Ginger, not yet, please, I'm not ready!" Cyn lied. She looked down at the big pale, blue veined cock that was about to fill her pussy. Pity the rest of him's a bit flabby, she thought as her eyes moved up over his pink freckle covered body. I'm not too keen on 'man boobs' either. Still, at least I'm about to get started! "Don't worry Mrs Tracey, you'll be pleading ol' Ginger for more in a few minutes!" Cyn gave him her best wide eyed pleading look. It worked, she felt his cock twitch and stiffen even more as he started to ease it in further. "Oo Ginger, you feel so big and hard!" "Told you you'd love it Mrs Tracey! Wait until I get all in! Oh yeah, there you go, Oh yeah, fucking lovely tight wet twat you got there Missus, soon sort that out!" Cynthia gasped in pleasure as he sunk home his full length and started to pump her with his big fat piston. Her short breathless gasps were obviously pleasing him and urging him on. "Oo Ginger, you're so good, Oh my God, that feels wonderful!" Ginger was in heaven as he started to fuck her hard, his eyes glued to her big tits undulating in time with his thrusts. "Fucking lovely you are Mrs Tracey, just fucking lovely! I've been dying to get my cock up you ever since I saw you in the car park, flashing your stocking tops and wiggling that tight little bum, I told 'em you were due a good fucking! Oh yeah, fucking great!" Ginger built up the pace as he rambled on, his balls slapping her bum with each thrust. "Right posh little minx, you are, lucky you found ol' Gingers cock, just what we both needed if y'ask me!" His lewd talk was bringing him to the boil, and was having an effect on Cynthia too. She wrapped her legs around his waist and urged him on. "Oh Ginger, oh My God, harder, go on ride me harder, that's it, work that big cock into my hot little pussy!" "Fuck Mrs Tracey, I knew you'd enjoy it, Oh Fuck yeah, I'm gonna empty my bollocks into you, you hot little bitch! You want that don't ya! I bet you can't wait to feel me pumping your posh little cunt full of my cum!" "Yes! Go on! Oh fuck yes, go on you brute, fill it up!" Ginger started to grunt like a pig as he thrashed away. Cynthia knew it was nearly over and gripped his cock with her muscles as his spunk rose up. Finally with a series of loud groans he let it all go, a gushing hot torrent followed by a few powerful spurts as his balls emptied. Finally satisfied, he collapsed on top of her, panting breathlessly. "Thank you Ginger, that was so good, you must have been ready for that!" Ginger rolled off and stood up, looking down at her with a satisfied leer back on his face. "I knew you'd like it!" He said," 'Spect you'll be wanting more soon, but don't worry Mrs Tracey, you're a marvellous fuck! 'Ol Ginger's pole 'll be ready to go again soon! "Oh God, I hope so Ginger, thank you, but listen. Not a word to the others, this is our little secret, agreed?" "Don't you worry Mrs Tracey." he replied, pulling his boxers back up. " I'll not say a word, like you say, this is our little secret." He grabbed her tits and gave them a jiggle. "Just fucking lovely!" He left the room whistling to himself. *** When Ginger eventually emerged downstairs I directed him to the bar telling him to fix them all a drink, while I went up to find Cynthia. She was lying back with her legs apart and a very satisfied grin on her face. As I released her wrists she began to tell me in detail what I had missed. My cock stiffened, and as she finished telling me how Ginger had used his big cock on her, I let her take me in her mouth, knowing that she wanted me to last later as well. It didn't take long for her get me to the point of no return so I soon had her head gripped between my palms as I pumped my wad down her throat! She decided to take a quick shower and to change before coming down. I left her to it and joined the lads downstairs, giving us all a little more time to recover. *** It was about thirty minutes later when we heard the clack of heels on the stairs. Cynthia entered the room to a chorus of appreciative whistles. Her hair was pinned up loosely, she was wearing a thin black lacy blouse tucked in to the little dog-tooth check skirt that she had worn to tease the boy's in the car park, only now she had on a pair of thigh high black leather boots with five inch heels. Her make up looked fresh, you would never have guessed that she had already dealt with five cocks. "Well boy's, still keen I see! I think I deserve a drink, don't you?" She took a large sip of the champagne that Tim had poured for her. Looking around, her eyes rested on the round seat. "I take it this is for me" She announced as she eased herself down, crossing her long leather clad legs and revealing her stocking tops above the boots. She smiled as she looked at the lads. "Well boy's you know what were here for now, I'm ready when you are!" The lads stood up in unison and we all moved in on her. Someone took her drink and she sat with five stiff cocks wavering in front of her face. "My!" She sighed, "What a lucky girl I am tonight!" Her hands drifted from one cock to another, tugging on them gently and softly cupping their balls. She leant towards Peter. Looking up into his eyes, she guided his cock into her mouth making him gasp with pleasure. That seemed to be their cue, in seconds hands were all over her, her blouse was opened and hands were on her tits and up her skirt, she took each cock that was presented to her, and was soon kneeling on the stool with Gingers cock pushed down her throat as Tim and Tom eased her tight little skirt up over her lovely round bum. Pete and I were either side of her, groping her tits. I looked back to see Tom lining his cock up with her pussy. So that was it, his virginity gone in an instant as he started to thrust against her with long even strokes. Tom and Ginger soon worked out a rhythm so they were see-sawing their cocks into her. Cyn was gasping and murmuring appreciatively as the two cocks worked on her. After a few minutes they were pushed aside by Peter and Tim. Pete offered his cock to her mouth and she swallowed him hungrily as Tim slipped into her hot pussy. I was now lying on the floor with my head back so that her swinging tits were covering my face. Tom had lined up beside Pete so that she could alternate between sucking on their cocks. I lost track of the detail beyond this point, as Cyn this was passed between us, willingly taking any cock that was ready for her. We had all cum several times either in her mouth or her pussy, but she just kept urging us on, demanding more! It was about two in the morning when Cyn decided that we should retire to the bedroom so that she could lay back and take it more comfortably! The boys carried her upstairs and soon had her spread out on the big bed. The pace had slowed now, as everyone relaxed, realising that there was no rush. I remember at one point I was lying on my back with Cyn kneeling over me. She was bouncing on my cock while wanking Tim and Tom and taking each them in her mouth. What a sexy little slut! As we all watched her getting an endless humping, it just spurred us on. The lads had taken to cheering each other on as each dying erection was withdrawn, to be quickly replaced by a revived version! Cynthia's glowed with satisfaction as she slowly wore us all out. I couldn't find words to express the look of sheer lust on her face! We had fucked her in every combination and position that we could think of, and she just kept smiling, taking it and urging us on. By five in the morning, Pete, Ginger and Tom had fallen asleep on the floor. Tim and I had Cynthia on her side murmuring appreciatively as I filled her mouth with my cock while Tim was still slowly fucking her from behind. We continued to change places until we were both completely drained. Eventually Cynthia gave a very satisfied sigh. "I suppose you lot are completely knackered then! We'd better call it a night." She stood up, taking my hand and lead me back to our own room. I climbed into bed and watched lazily as she undressed and disappeared into the shower. I awoke some time later as she climbed into bed and snuggled up next to me. "Thank you darling, that was just amazing!" she whispered. Just as I was dozing off again I heard her say, "Told you I could beat you all!"