4 comments/ 52992 views/ 7 favorites Revisiting Lynn's Former Life By: docBlue Lynn's palms were pressed against the surface of the desk, her arms extended from the shoulders straight down behind her body, supporting her weight as she sat on the desk. She wore a long flowered dress that was open, her beautiful breasts peeking out from between the material now pulled apart toward her sides. Lynn's dress continued to part until it was completely separated from the waist down; the material spread out on the surface of the desk. Her legs were spread apart; my hands under her knees for support. Lynn's bottom was thrust to the edge of the desk, her head tilted back as I pushed into her warmth. I could not remember having an erection this large. All the while I was urging her on, "Like this? Did he hold your legs up like this? Was his cock big?" I leaned forward, opened my mouth to meet Lynn's equally open mouth, and entwined our tongues in some passionate kisses while I pushed into her wet and waiting womanhood. As the visions came into my head I moved my mouth away from hers to ask more, "Was anyone watching? You did it like this, with the office door open, right?" "I ... mmm ... I saw someone out in the hall ... uhhh!" Lynn responded while pushing her bottom back against my thrusts. "Did the guy in the hall say anything to you about what he saw? I bet he wanted a piece of you too?" I begged to hear more. "No, but he hung around late a few nights hinting ... mmm!" She tried to answer but didn't stop her rhythm. "And did you fuck him too?" "No, but, I ... mmm, mmmh! ... I let him touch my tits and kiss me." "Is that all?" "I rubbed his cock ... oh yes, that feels good! ... and he came in his pants." Lynn's breath grew short as she responded. "You were such a slut, weren't you?" "No Glenn, I was a good girl ... Oooh that feels good! ... Harder!" Lynn was nearing the edge and so was I. "But I decided to try to be a little bad so, so, uhhh!" "So you fucked him ... mmmh ... right there in the office without caring if ... some ...one ... were ... watch ...innggg. Oh! God, I'm cominnnggg!" "Yes, oooh! I'm commmmmminnngggg tooo-ah.. Ah.. Ahhhh!" Lynn joined me in the throws of a great orgasm. ------------------ Lynn and I have been married for fifteen years. She is a great wife and a loving mom. We have two children that we adore. Recently, we attended a wedding with Lynn's sister Janet. It was there that I heard Janet remind Lynn about a time in her life before she met me. "Remember that guy at the wedding in DC?" She tried to whisper to my wife "I didn't realized what happened until you came back to the house at seven in the morning with your underwear in your handbag!" Janet laughed. "Janet, please, that was eons ago!" "I'm still waiting for an experience like that, so I am still living off of yours." Janet was still single at thirty-eight years of age and not the type to share her life. Lynn was somewhat embarrassed and warned me to just take what Janet said with a grain of salt. But rumors come from some truth and I wanted to know about that night. Lynn later did tell me about her night with a stranger at that wedding. She never learned his name. As I listened to the story, I became aroused instead of jealous and realized that I wanted to learn about all the sexual adventures my wife had had. I could envision the scenes as she grudgingly gave me the details. I love to envision Lynn having sex. I love to put myself in a position of watching her body whenever we make love, so the vision was easy to create in my mind as she told me her stories. I soon found out that Lynn was quite sexual during this time in her life and in fact had some very wild experiences. I was also about to find out that sometimes you should be careful for what you ask for! I was somewhat naïve about the sexuality of women. I had heard all the wild guy stories my friends had told me about their own adventures with 'easy' women and always took it as an exaggeration. I mean, it never happened to me? And I would never have believed it would happen to someone like Lynn; she just never seemed the type. But I was dead wrong. The more she told me about her adventures, the more I became interested in hearing. And the more I heard, the more I realized her sexual adventures were almost without bounds. At certain points of the stories, I felt jealous. Not about Lynn, but about NOT having those experiences for myself. I wanted to be part of her sexual adventures. I wanted to relive each one of them so that she did them with me, even if that meant sharing her at some point. In fact, that would be the only way I would be able to see how my wife could possibly have had sex with five guys in an elevator! My sweet Lynn was a cock-loving slut at one point in her life! Now I wanted to see it for myself! ------------------ THE GARAGE "So let me get this straight. You just took off your top and let the guy feel you up and lick your tits? You didn't know his name and you did it just because he kept asking to see your tits? You didn't think he was a creep?" I was astounded at Lynn's admission of this first story of her adventures about her and the garage boy who lusted after her. But now it was my turn to see it for myself. We picked a parking garage in center city and found a little kiosk where a decent looking Latin guy was working the garage. I hid in a car near the kiosk, but had a full view into the office area. We didn't have time for Lynn to befriend the guy day after day until she gave into his request (the way it happened the first time), so we decided to expedite the part I wanted to see by creating a situation that left her without funds to pay for parking her car and to see if the guy would let her 'pay' in a different way. I didn't want her fucking anyone, but she assured me it wouldn't get to that point. We decided to make it mid afternoon, so that garage was very quiet at the time. Lynn wore a very transparent bra that pushed her already generous cleavage up between her the top three unbuttoned buttons of her blouse. After pulling into the garage she made sure her breasts were on show as she stepped out of her car, placed her bags down, and then bent over again to retrieve them. The attendant certainly noticed, smiled, and promised to take care of her car 'personally' while she was gone. Lynn and I roamed the streets a bit and had some lunch before I could wait no longer, "Okay, are you really ready to do this?" "Not exactly, but if this is what you want, then I will. But don't freak out on me once this gets started because you asked!" She warned. "No, I just have to see this for myself." "And you're sure you don't care if some guy feels me up?" She verified. "Yes, I'm sure I want to do this. But I'll warn you that I might be so turned on, we'll need to get it on in the car!" "Okay Glenn, but someone else may spot us, so don't get upset if there's a voyeur or two enjoying this with you." It was strange how unemotional Lynn was about the entire situation. For some reason, I was even hornier thinking about other people seeing this as well. We went back to the garage each on our own and I took my hidden spot. Lynn made her way up to the kiosk, but the guy came out before she got to the door to greet her. I guess guys are always hoping to get lucky by paying attention to pretty women. Little did this guy know he was about to strike gold! I saw them laughing and talking. After a little while Lynn looked into her purse. She shook her head, shrugged her shoulders, and showed the guy some kind of card. He waved her into the kiosk and she followed. I saw the attendant hold up a parking ticket indicating what Lynn needed to present to him. Then I saw Lynn look around a few times before whispering something in his ear. He nodded his reply vigorously. Lynn turned her body so that she was on the right side of the kiosk slightly facing the door and started to unbutton her blouse. After opening one or two, the guy reached over to complete the job. He pulled Lynn's blouse open and surveyed her beautiful tits. Her bra barely held them in place; the cups fit under her breasts, which lay mostly exposed, areolas slightly exposed. The guy reached over and ran his hands across her shoulders and down onto her breasts. He adjusted his pants with one hand as he moved his other hand over her silky white breasts. Then he slid the straps off her shoulders as the bra slowly lowered itself to where her nipples rose above the cups and into the clear view. I saw Lynn reach behind her back, unsnap the bra and let it slide slowly down her arms until it came to rest in her hands. They both looked out into the garage quickly and resumed. Lynn held onto the bra with one had as it fell free and quickly stuffed it into her purse. The guy then ran his hands over the top of her breasts, across her nipples, and then down under, cupping them as he stared at them as if they were new found gold. I could tell Lynn enjoyed it because she leaned her head back a few times. I didn't expect that part and was hoping she was doing it for me. After the guy did a full massage of her breasts, I saw Lynn nod her head and he leaned forward and kissed her nipple. Lynn's chest rose as he did; it must have felt good to her. Then I could see him begin to suck on her nipples more vigorously, first one, then the other. He put his hand on her skirt belt, but she pushed it away and shook her head while saying something to him. She quickly pulled his face back into her chest, which he readily accepted, having been turned down for what he really wanted. The guy then pulled my wife's hand down to his pants, I guess to his erection. This time she did not move her hand away! The guy looked up at her as if begging, but Lynn again shook her head, gave an extra squeeze, kissed him quickly and began to gather her blouse. She barely had it on when footsteps signaled another man walking toward the kiosk. Lynn quickly walked away, her braless breasts visible through her white, blouse. The other man must have noticed something, for as she walked away he stopped, turned, and stared from behind her. As Lynn approached our car, she took a big breath and opened the door. "That was close, Glenn." "What do you mean? It was unbelievable!" "The guy was just about to take out his cock. He wanted to come on my tits!" "No shit." And with a pause I added. "Can I?" "My God, you really are enjoying this, aren't you?" "Yes, you are enormously sexy and I after seeing that I want to come on your tits." Lynn kneeled down right there by the open door, pulled off her blouse, unbuttoned my pants, and went down on my throbbing cock. It was incredible watching her kneeling in front of me topless in a public garage. Not a minute later, I shot a stream of cum onto her chest. Lynn gave me a naughty look and smeared it over her tits. I looked over and saw two guys standing in the next aisle staring at my topless wife leaning over my legs into our car. Lynn looked over and noticed too and quickly pushed me into the car. "Time to drive off Glenn." She said, her voice a mixture of urgency and seduction. The only way out of the parking garage was to travel to the end of our aisle, around a turn, and back down the other aisle where the two guys were standing. I warned Lynn that we'd have to pass right by them; they hadn't moved an inched as they watched our car come around the turn and approach them. We made our way down the next aisle and toward the two men. Lynn, meanwhile, took a tissue from the glove box and proceeded to wipe the cum from her tits. She made no attempt to cover up and waved, tits fully exposed, as we slowly rode past them. ------------------ THE MASSAGE "Okay, so if I have it right, when you were working at the ad agency, you were on a business trip. At the hotel you decided to experience your first massage, but while he was rubbing oils all over your body, you got horny? "Right." Lynn answered hesitantly. "So how exactly did you let him know you were agreeable to him fucking you?" "Some things don't need much instruction, Glenn. I parted my legs some when he did my thighs and he just moved higher. Then he went for home and I didn't exactly discourage him." Lynn went on to tell me about her sexual exploits with the masseuse. Realizing I wasn't a great masseuse, and I really wanted to experience Lynn's story for myself, I decided to take the risk and setup a similar experience. We planned a weekend at hotel that boasted of a nice spa. It was about an hour or so from our home, where we figured we wouldn't really be recognized. We had done some research and found a masseuse who seemed to have a little episode with one of Lynn's friends. It's amazing what you find out about people if you really dig. I needed to see the events unfold for myself, but I couldn't very well sit in the massage room with Lynn. So we decided to have the masseuse come up to our room, where I had a good view of the proceedings hidden on the balcony. Lynn answered the door and let the masseuse into our hotel room. It was a warm night and I had a great view from the dark balcony into the light of the room. The masseuse set up his table and she came out from the bathroom wearing one towel around her waist and another over her shoulders, down over her chest. Her mid section was bare as was her back. She looked very sexy, but was quite covered for modesty. He talked to Lynn for a minute before he showing her where to lie. She held her towel while trying to place it down onto the table without taking it off. I could see her breasts for a moment before they pressed down against the towel as she tried to lie down. The masseuse surveyed her and nodded his appreciation; it was going to be a pleasure servicing this client! I could tell the guy knew what he was doing and could see my wife really relax at his hands. They talked a bit before I saw Lynn rise up onto her elbows, move the towel from behind her head, and lay it onto the table. As she did, the towel pulled away from her body and I saw the masseuse look appreciatively at Lynn's beautiful swaying breasts. She lay down again and he worked on her neck and shoulders. I could hear her moan in appreciation of the massage at this point. A few minutes later, the masseuse folder her lower towel so that it barely covered her derrière. Now she was just about nude on the table except for that small rectangle of towel over her cheeks. He began to apply oil to her skin and reached down and over the sides of her breasts, now pushing out from under her body. The moment of truth was near as he applied the oils to her legs and moved up toward her thighs. Lynn did a little wiggle with her butt and I could tell that she parted her legs slightly. I saw her lips say "okay" and the masseuse lifted the towel slowly, watching her reaction. When there was none, he moved it to the side and applied the oil directly onto her cheeks. Lynn tightened her cheeks and ground her hips subtlety down against the table, as he rubbed it in. The masseuse took the cue and began to move his hands inside the crease of her cheeks and then down inside her thighs again. I was getting a huge erection in anticipation. Lynn parted her legs some more and lifted her head slightly as the man's hands move between her legs. He was a pro because though he was barely moving his hands, I could see Lynn's tighten her own hands to the pleasure. He moved slowly up and down her pussy and at one point squirted some oil onto the area, making Lynn look up and open her mouth in surprise. Her ass raised up to grant him access and her mouth started to open in anticipation of an orgasm. Then she grabbed hard at her towel and squeezed the top of her body down into the table completing the powerful sensation. The masseuse started to unbutton his pants and position himself behind her when I heard Lynn say something and wave him away, suggesting she would not let him fuck her. He said something in return and Lynn turned over. The front of her body was fully on view. Her breasts looked magnificent ascending above her flat stomach. The masseuse moved to her side and poured more oil onto her stomach and then chest. He massaged it into her stomach and then moved up onto her breasts. She looked over at him and saw his rather large cock pressing out of his partially opened trousers. This time Lynn wasn't going to have it end as easy as it did at the garage. I would have stopped it at this point if it looked like she was resisting, but she wasn't. The masseuse slowly moved around to the top of the table by Lynn's head as he kept massaging the oil onto her tits. He leaned over her to kiss her nipple. She didn't object! In fact, she reached over and touched his erection! The masseuse dug his lips deeper into her nipple while guiding her hand over his erection and into a stroking motion. Her hand looked small around his shaft as she continued to slowly stroke him. Her hand released his cock as he moved behind her head and she peeked back at him. By now Lynn's other hand was reaching down to her sex. The masseuse reached both hands over her body, massaged both breasts, and pulled his fingers tips up along her nipples. Lynn's chest rose with the sensation. Very subtly, he stroked the oil up under her chin. Once, twice, a few times, before leaning her head back toward him. With her head tilted back toward him, he quickly lifted his erection to her mouth while continuing to stroke her nipples. My sweet wife was putty at this point and took him into her mouth. He pushed forward a few times while massaging her and Lynn kept her lips tight around his shaft while she rolled over and moved her arm around to grab his thigh. My, my, she did like cock after all! Just before he came, she pulled him out of her mouth and diverted his semen onto her chest and shoulder. Lynn stood up soon after they finished and I watched her nude derriere make its way toward the bathroom. The masseuse packed up and went to the door where she met him in her short silky robe. After he left, I opened the door to the balcony and entered the room. I held my wife for a few minutes, removed the robe, and laid her onto the bed in the same face down massage position. Lynn raised her hips up to me and I entered her warm wet walls. ------------------ A few months passed after our episode at the hotel before I asked Lynn to act out her past for me again. We made love in her office one night, with the door wide open. Although we did hear one of the cleaning staff, we don't think anyone saw us. We pretended to be strangers at a friend of a friend's wedding and I took her out to a limousine, where we tipped the driver. I'm not sure if he could see us through the darkened windows, but it was a very erotic moment for us. A few of the wedding guests saw us step out of the car all disheveled and nodded approvingly. Yet, even though the guy at the garage and the masseuse enjoyed Lynn's body, she didn't allow and didn't want anyone to fuck her up to this point. She seemed to be holding something back. It was after the wedding that she finally divulged the last two very sexual episodes of her life. I knew there was some group interaction, but I had no idea, up to then, how much. I had to do some deep planning on how to relive these two events with her. ------------------ THE BUS "So, you were stuck in a snowstorm on the bus. People started napping while waiting out what ended up being a four hour delay on the highway and you were near the back of the bus." "Yes, I'm not sure why, but I started getting very horny." "So you hiked up your skirt and loosened your blouse? How come you didn't just masturbate?" "I intended to, but one very good looking guy got up to stretch. I was looking him over before he sat down again. I began to put my hand under my skirt while looking out the window, when he surprised me by wandering down the aisle. I noticed him looking down at my legs because my skirt was hiked so it looked like a mini skirt." Revisiting Lynn's Former Life Lynn continued her memory of the event. "He said something to the effect that I must be cold; since we were stuck in a snow storm and the bus driver didn't have the engines turned on very much. I told him I was actually kind of hot and he said, "Yes, you're very hot." I laughed and he asked to sit. For some reason I said, "Okay" and started wondering about stories I had heard where people had made it on buses or planes. So I decided to go for it." "But how did you end up doing two guys?" I clearly wanted to understand the full story. "I didn't know, he had a friend sitting with him and that friend made his way back just as we were making out and had our clothes hanging open". "My god, you actually did what people read in those Penthouse forums!" I was shaking my head incredulously. "I told you Glenn, I was young and wanted to break out and experience some things. I wasn't exactly a slut, it's just that I let things go a few times." "Let things go?" I said to myself. And this was before she told me the story of being stuck on an elevator with five guys! "So anyway." Lynn continued. "The guy says something to his friend about being seen and maybe we should go all the way to the back of the bus while he covers for us. So I straightened up some and we made our way to the back of the bus while his friend stayed in the seat we just occupied. We get to the back and it starts getting real steamy. I lost my panties, my bra, and his fingers are on my nipples and in my pussy." She paused in deep thought as she remembered. "Go on!" I jumped in. "I rolled on top of him and lowered myself onto him. I still had my skirt on, but my blouse was almost off." "So you fucked him right there in the seat, amazing!" I interjected again. "Yes, but his friend comes over for a peek while we're doing it. While we are fucking this guy asks me to help his friend out. I say I'm not fucking him too. So the guy I'm on top of says, 'just help him with that hard on he's getting.' I reach out and pull on his belt. He opens his pants and takes out his very erect cock. Meanwhile the guy I'm on top of is really going at my nipples and fucking me pretty hard. I grab his friend's cock and jerk him off." "And nobody on the bus knew what was going on?" I asked "Probably, but no one could see because his friend was blocking the aisle and the seatback hid everything but the back of my head." It's a few months after telling her story that we are waiting on a bus. I didn't have a friend I could ask to go on a bus trip and I couldn't conjure up a storm, so Lynn and I boarded a mid afternoon express bus into the city, about an hour away. Lynn wore a nice sexy skirt and blouse. Along the way we carried on a bit and started kissing. I made eye contact with a decent looking guy a few rows forward and across the aisle when he noticed me sliding her skirt up her legs. At some point Lynn got up to put something in the overhead, which had the effect of raising her skirt to just below her ass. I was standing up a row or two in front of her to give her room, putting myself almost across from the guy. We both noticed her skirt rise up, but he was surprised when I just shrugged my shoulders and whispered, "Good scenery on this trip". He nodded and laughed and we made some small talk when I asked him if he could to me big favor and, "would he be kind enough to be a lookout for us while we went to the back of the bus for more privacy". I asked him to move back near us to make it easier. "Yeah, sure!" He quickly agreed and watched me go and whisper to Lynn. She and I moved to the back of the bus and he moved back only a slight while later. This time was slightly different. Lynn was leaning toward me so that her skirt was hiked up and visible from anyone a few rows away on the opposite side. Below her waist, she was showing all leg, hip, and cheek. I noticed our spotter move to take a seat across the aisle to keep his view. I'm sure Lynn leaned over enough to show that she only wore thong panties. Finally, she got on top of me, pulled her shirt back off her shoulders and started fucking me while I attended to her lovely tits. The guy looked over a few times while pretending to be spotting for us. At the same time, it was daytime and we could see the outside world pretty well through side window; though I wasn't sure if the few passing trucks could see inside because of the tinted windows. Lynn and I came within minutes of each other. The sound easily carried to where the guy was sitting. After a few more minutes, I caught the guy's eye again and waved him over. As he drew near, he realized that Lynn's blouse was off her shoulder along her arms. She had no bra and was sitting on my lap facing me, tits on full display, as I lay low in the seat. The guy looked at us bewildered, until I said, "Lynn wants to thank you for helping us out." He stared wide-eyed, not knowing what to expect when she pulled him over by his belt line and started to unbutton his pants. He looked down as she pulled him out and started stroking him. He didn't object. In fact, Lynn leaned over and licked the tip of his cock once or twice to get him lubricated. Lynn's bottom was slowly grinding on my flaccid cock while stroking his extending member. When she began to squeeze her tit with her free hand, our friend showed that his moment had arrived. Lynn used her tit to catch his cum. We both smiled when it was over and said, "Thanks for watching out for us, we always wanted to do this." "No, no! Thank you two!" He beamed as he restored himself and went back to his seat. ------------------ THE ELEVATOR Lynn worked for a sales advertising agency at the time. Every six months, her company hosted some of the product company reps in order to train them on the new advertising campaigns. Coworkers told her that the reps all were fond of Lynn. She had a great figure, wore slightly sexy clothes, and seemed to be in a good mood all the time. Stories were rampant about who had or could bed her. However, Lynn never dated any of them even though she was single. Lynn finally told me the last of her sexual episodes that happened at one of these hosted events. This one particular year, people who normally attended the evening events were not able to attend. This put her in an awkward position when three women begged out of the events planned for each night because of personal conflicts. Lynn didn't know this until the last minute. She had been working and not aware of the cancellations, leaving her alone with the guys for three nights of dinner and drinks. The first night was at a restaurant and everyone was very attentive to her. The conversations got a little sexual but nothing overt. However, the conversation was laced with the fact that she was the lone woman at the table. The second night was a pub event. This time there were more conversations about her being the only woman. They realized she was single and also wasn't dating (although I had casually met Lynn at this point in our lives). They all began saying that they would happily be her date for the evening. I'm sure that thoughts of bagging her had entered their minds, but Lynn said she never had that feeling. It wasn't until the third night, when she began to have those thoughts. It started when Lynn realized she didn't have three nights worth of evening clothes and had to borrow an outfit from her sister, who was a little smaller. This left Lynn with a shorter skirt than normal and a blouse that was tighter than usual. Lynn said that a combination of events probably set the stage for that evening. She had been looking for a better job, was about to leave the agency, and would no longer have ties there. She was surrounded by a group of good looking young men giving her lots of attention and throwing complements her way. The lobster was delicious, the wine was flowing, and her borrowed clothes made her feel very sexy. After a late catered meeting, which was the final gathering for the product reps, they all headed back up to the offices a few floors above to gather their possessions. Of course, the guys waited for Lynn, who was acting and looking a sexier than usual. Lynn told them she was not going out that night, but most everybody was in a good mood because food and drink that had been served earlier that evening. They boarded the elevator together, but their ride was interrupted when it stopped between floors. One of the guys, whose eyes were locked on Lynn's skirt said, "Hmmm. How long are we going to be stuck here?" Another laughed, "Yeah, Lynn's stuck here with five guys in a broken elevator." Yet another, tilting his head to make it obvious he was also taking in her skirt added, "Well, that's not a bad thing." Lynn was a little nervous as she caught where their eyes were looking, but she had had a good time with them the past few nights and felt it would not lead to much, especially once she got back to the office and packed up. "Okay guys, not bad for whom?" She tried to stifle where the conversation was going. "Given what I am looking at, not for us Lynn, that's for sure! One of the guys, Evan, responded. "And probably not bad for you! We have one beautiful woman, and you have five guys to choose from!" "I'm not choosing anyone, guys. I think you all had too much to drink." "That's how it always starts." Interjected another, Nigel, lightly. Lynn felt all the eyes upon her. She admitted that she was dressed to tempt, wearing a short skirt, stiletto heals, to go along with her full figure. She normally didn't wear heels, so she wasn't balanced well the entire evening, making her seem a little more like the stereotypical office bimbo. Just then the elevator started to move, but abruptly stopped causing Lynn, in her heels, to fall into Fred. His hands went right to her chest as he tried to catch her fall. Lynn knew he didn't do it on purpose, but he got his hands full of her. "Sorry Lynn, didn't mean to do that." He apologized looking flushed. "Nice way to cop a feel Fred!" Evan added. "No problem Fred." She acknowledged playfully so that he would not feel bad. "No problem? Really?" Evan perked up. Lynn said she does not know why she answered the way she did, but it just came out. Subconsciously, she must have been curious about what would happen. "No, it wasn't." Her voice was suddenly soft and the air seemed to escape the room. "Wow, then fall on me!" Evan added "Is that what you guys have had on your minds all this time we've spent together?" Lynn said it facetiously, but had a feeling what the answer would be. "Of course!" Nigel added with a laugh. Then added boldly, "With that short skirt, heels, and your figure, you know it must have crossed our minds?" "Thinking and doing are two different things." Lynn responded but smiled furtively as Nigel moved across from where she was standing. Suddenly, the elevator starting moving again, but stopped quickly after going about four floors. This time Lynn fell into Nigel, whose hands didn't end up directly on her chest but on her sides, just under her chest. "Hey, that's not fair." Piped in Jeremy. "Now two of them copped a feel!" Lynn's face ended very close to Nigel's. He held her for a moment, then without warning, he just leaned forward and kissed her. Lynn took the kiss. When it broke, they just stood there for a second looking at each other. "Whoa!" Jeremy's lone voice filled the small room. Lynn quickly looked around and felt like she was in a pool of sharks, but she liked the kiss and how Nigel's hands felt on her body; it'd been awhile since she'd been with a man, so she didn't exactly put up a stop sign for the handsome Brit. "Guys, this is not a good idea." Her warning was very restrained and they picked up on it like hunters to a deer. Nigel leaned in to kiss her again, his hands making their way up her sides and over the outsides of her breasts. But Lynn took his kiss again. When they broke the kiss she was breathing harder. "The elevator will open soon!" "No it won't." She didn't know exactly who said that, but she saw someone hit the stop button. The next thing she knew, Nigel kissed her harder and she opened her tongue to him. She felt his hands undo her blouse buttons. When the blouse was open Nigel looked down at her beautiful cleavage held in the low white cups of her bra. "Wow, Lynn, that's a fine set you have there!" With that, she felt someone take the blouse off of her back. Nigel kissed her again and she felt him push the straps of her bra down off of her shoulder. The bra slid off when someone opened the strap from behind. Nigel moved his hands down Lynn's chest and rolled his thumbs over her nipples. Lynn moaned. At the same time, Lynn felt her skirt being pushed up and hands on her buttocks. "Look at her, will you?" She thought it was Evan. "Even her ass is great!" She felt one of the hands move under her panties and slide along her now wet pussy. Nigel was now working his mouth down onto her tits and when Lynn leaned back in pleasure, another mouth caught hers; it was Fred's tongue this time. It seemed to happen so quickly. She could feel her panties sliding down her calves and her skirt being pulled. Nigel's fingers were sliding along her pussy lips and another hand was groping her buttocks. The she felt her cheeks spread some as a finger edged between the cheeks of her ass. "I knew she was hot, feel how wet she is! She wanted to fuck us the whole time!" Jeremy's voice cut through the air. Lynn's head reeled. Part of her wanted to yell, "Stop!" But it never came out. She saw condoms being thrown all around the elevator and clothes dropping to the floor. Nigel had his cock out and urged someone to, "Lay her down right there!" Jeremy was behind Lynn and had his hands on her hips. He pulled her down onto him and remarkably found his target, the opening to her sex, in the same movement. Lynn shuttered as her weight came down and plunged his cock deep inside her. Nigel saw what happened and was now a little upset. "Damn it Jeremy, I was just about to fuck her!" Jeremy didn't respond as he thrust up into Lynn, now sitting on him. "My god, look at those tits!" Fred's excitement was now getting the better of him. The others looked on as Lynn cradled her tits to stop them from bouncing. Nigel, meanwhile, couldn't wait for Jeremy and pulled Lynn's head to his penis. Lynn was in no position to stop it now, so she decided to let nature take its course rather than resist and possibly get hurt at this point. So she took Nigel into her mouth. She felt other hands on her bouncing tits and her hand took hold of someone else's cock. There was something surreal yet very pleasurable about this cock fest she was experiencing. She felt Nigel about to come, pulled him out of her mouth, and aimed his cock down onto her chest as he came. A minute later Jeremy came, still holding onto her thin waist, above her hips. When Lynn tried to sit up to get off of Jeremy, she was moved onto her knees by a few helping hands. Fred quickly plunged into her pussy from behind and got into a rhythm. "Look at how round her ass is Fred!" "Look at those tits swaying!" "This is fucking unbelievable!" "She looks as good naked as I imagined she would!" The voices randomly echoed in the little room. Evan and Mark, the last two guys, just watched until Fred finished. "I want her on her back so I can watch her tits while I fuck her!" Evan was quiet until his moment came. Lynn was rolled onto her back and Evan let himself down onto her and into her. He watched Lynn's tits undulate as he fucked her. He didn't last long either. The last one was Mark, who was the shyest of the bunch. He looked at Lynn as if apologizing, but said nothing as he kneeled down between her legs. Lynn looked up at him and nodded subtly. After the others had their way, she didn't want him to be left out, even though she was getting sore and she now felt like a total slut as the rest watched. Mark entered her and found his rhythm as well. When Lynn's breast started to move with his thrusts, he reached out and squeezed them with both hands. "Easy Mark" Lynn guided him, mostly because he was squeezing her too hard. "That's it. Good, that feels good." Evan understood Lynn's words to mean she was really enjoying all the fucking. "She fucking loves getting fucked! Look at that body. We should've done this a long time ago!" Mark came a few moments later. Lynn thought she was done and was wondering how to gather herself. But Nigel never got to fuck her and he was ready again. "No, I want to feel her pussy too." Nigel spoke up. It was now 'her' instead of 'Lynn' she noticed. She was now a sex toy. Nigel folded his heels under his buttocks and slid Lynn's ass up on top of his thighs. Her head was now on the floor, but her hips were above her. Lynn was pretty flexible and this position caused her legs to spread out above her like tree branches. "Holy shit! Look at her!" Lynn heard one of them say, as her entire ass and pussy were spread and thrust up into the small room for everyone to see clearly. Someone else kneeled behind Lynn and started to massage her breasts again. Whoever it was dropped his cock over her face a few times until she leaned back and started sucking it. This time she was more uncomfortable as the two took longer to reach their climax. At the end Lynn was exhausted. The men recovered their manors and helped her into her clothes while still copping some feels. "This never happened, right guys?" She managed to say realizing these were still coworkers. They weren't located in the same city, normally, but she didn't want this getting around the office. Eventually it would, but she was planning on being at another job by then. "Sure Lynn." We won't say a word, Jeremy answered. "Until we all get together again. Right guys?" He smiled. Lynn knew it wouldn't happen again. She did enjoy a good part of it, but not all of it, especially as they stood watching her get fucked. But at least she would never wonder what it felt like to be gang banged. ------------------ "So you were basically raped." I managed to say to Lynn at some point during this last part of her story. It took a few nights for her to tell me the entire story because I was so worked up, as she told it to me, I had to fuck her before she could finish. This happened three times. "Well, they just started pulling my clothes of once I let Nigel kiss me and get me going, so in a way yes. But I never said no or tried to stopped them, so in reality, no." Lynn finished her story. "So how come you wanted to hear all that and why does it turn you on so much?" She inquired each time we revisited her past episodes. "I'm not sure ... I like to picture you in those situations. It's like watching porn, but I get to imagine it with my favorite person. And I love watching you during sex." Then the moment of truth came in her question. "Well, that's all of my stories. What do I do now?" "Do you mean, do I need you to go make more stories for me?" "I was wondering if that's what you'll end up wanting?" Lynn examined me. "Are you asking me to let you go fuck people so to satisfy my imagination?" I studied Lynn too. "No Glenn, I'm not. I just want to know how far this is going." Lynn kept her eyes on mine. "We can make up our own stories, Lynn." I eased her mind as the conversation neared its end. "But we may still have that elevator scene to relive!" I laughed. It wasn't until I said it, that I knew I wanted to see it happen for myself. Looking at Lynn's still great body, I knew it would be no problem to find four more guys that would fuck her in an instant. But I want her to enjoy it too, so it might be a long wait before we find the right circumstance. If we do, I know the slut in her will rise up again. Revisiting Lynn's Former Life Lynn continued her memory of the event. "He said something to the effect that I must be cold; since we were stuck in a snow storm and the bus driver didn't have the engines turned on very much. I told him I was actually kind of hot and he said, "Yes, you're very hot." I laughed and he asked to sit. For some reason I said, "Okay" and started wondering about stories I had heard where people had made it on buses or planes. So I decided to go for it." "But how did you end up doing two guys?" I clearly wanted to understand the full story. "I didn't know, he had a friend sitting with him and that friend made his way back just as we were making out and had our clothes hanging open". "My god, you actually did what people read in those Penthouse forums!" I was shaking my head incredulously. "I told you Glenn, I was young and wanted to break out and experience some things. I wasn't exactly a slut, it's just that I let things go a few times." "Let things go?" I said to myself. And this was before she told me the story of being stuck on an elevator with five guys! "So anyway." Lynn continued. "The guy says something to his friend about being seen and maybe we should go all the way to the back of the bus while he covers for us. So I straightened up some and we made our way to the back of the bus while his friend stayed in the seat we just occupied. We get to the back and it starts getting real steamy. I lost my panties, my bra, and his fingers are on my nipples and in my pussy." She paused in deep thought as she remembered. "Go on!" I jumped in. "I rolled on top of him and lowered myself onto him. I still had my skirt on, but my blouse was almost off." "So you fucked him right there in the seat, amazing!" I interjected again. "Yes, but his friend comes over for a peek while we're doing it. While we are fucking this guy asks me to help his friend out. I say I'm not fucking him too. So the guy I'm on top of says, 'just help him with that hard on he's getting.' I reach out and pull on his belt. He opens his pants and takes out his very erect cock. Meanwhile the guy I'm on top of is really going at my nipples and fucking me pretty hard. I grab his friend's cock and jerk him off." "And nobody on the bus knew what was going on?" I asked "Probably, but no one could see because his friend was blocking the aisle and the seatback hid everything but the back of my head." It's a few months after telling her story that we are waiting on a bus. I didn't have a friend I could ask to go on a bus trip and I couldn't conjure up a storm, so Lynn and I boarded a mid afternoon express bus into the city, about an hour away. Lynn wore a nice sexy skirt and blouse. Along the way we carried on a bit and started kissing. I made eye contact with a decent looking guy a few rows forward and across the aisle when he noticed me sliding her skirt up her legs. At some point Lynn got up to put something in the overhead, which had the effect of raising her skirt to just below her ass. I was standing up a row or two in front of her to give her room, putting myself almost across from the guy. We both noticed her skirt rise up, but he was surprised when I just shrugged my shoulders and whispered, "Good scenery on this trip". He nodded and laughed and we made some small talk when I asked him if he could to me big favor and, "would he be kind enough to be a lookout for us while we went to the back of the bus for more privacy". I asked him to move back near us to make it easier. "Yeah, sure!" He quickly agreed and watched me go and whisper to Lynn. She and I moved to the back of the bus and he moved back only a slight while later. This time was slightly different. Lynn was leaning toward me so that her skirt was hiked up and visible from anyone a few rows away on the opposite side. Below her waist, she was showing all leg, hip, and cheek. I noticed our spotter move to take a seat across the aisle to keep his view. I'm sure Lynn leaned over enough to show that she only wore thong panties. Finally, she got on top of me, pulled her shirt back off her shoulders and started fucking me while I attended to her lovely tits. The guy looked over a few times while pretending to be spotting for us. At the same time, it was daytime and we could see the outside world pretty well through side window; though I wasn't sure if the few passing trucks could see inside because of the tinted windows. Lynn and I came within minutes of each other. The sound easily carried to where the guy was sitting. After a few more minutes, I caught the guy's eye again and waved him over. As he drew near, he realized that Lynn's blouse was off her shoulder along her arms. She had no bra and was sitting on my lap facing me, tits on full display, as I lay low in the seat. The guy looked at us bewildered, until I said, "Lynn wants to thank you for helping us out." He stared wide-eyed, not knowing what to expect when she pulled him over by his belt line and started to unbutton his pants. He looked down as she pulled him out and started stroking him. He didn't object. In fact, Lynn leaned over and licked the tip of his cock once or twice to get him lubricated. Lynn's bottom was slowly grinding on my flaccid cock while stroking his extending member. When she began to squeeze her tit with her free hand, our friend showed that his moment had arrived. Lynn used her tit to catch his cum. We both smiled when it was over and said, "Thanks for watching out for us, we always wanted to do this." "No, no! Thank you two!" He beamed as he restored himself and went back to his seat. ------------------ THE ELEVATOR Lynn worked for a sales advertising agency at the time. Every six months, her company hosted some of the product company reps in order to train them on the new advertising campaigns. Coworkers told her that the reps all were fond of Lynn. She had a great figure, wore slightly sexy clothes, and seemed to be in a good mood all the time. Stories were rampant about who had or could bed her. However, Lynn never dated any of them even though she was single. Lynn finally told me the last of her sexual episodes that happened at one of these hosted events. This one particular year, people who normally attended the evening events were not able to attend. This put her in an awkward position when three women begged out of the events planned for each night because of personal conflicts. Lynn didn't know this until the last minute. She had been working and not aware of the cancellations, leaving her alone with the guys for three nights of dinner and drinks. The first night was at a restaurant and everyone was very attentive to her. The conversations got a little sexual but nothing overt. However, the conversation was laced with the fact that she was the lone woman at the table. The second night was a pub event. This time there were more conversations about her being the only woman. They realized she was single and also wasn't dating (although I had casually met Lynn at this point in our lives). They all began saying that they would happily be her date for the evening. I'm sure that thoughts of bagging her had entered their minds, but Lynn said she never had that feeling. It wasn't until the third night, when she began to have those thoughts. It started when Lynn realized she didn't have three nights worth of evening clothes and had to borrow an outfit from her sister, who was a little smaller. This left Lynn with a shorter skirt than normal and a blouse that was tighter than usual. Lynn said that a combination of events probably set the stage for that evening. She had been looking for a better job, was about to leave the agency, and would no longer have ties there. She was surrounded by a group of good looking young men giving her lots of attention and throwing complements her way. The lobster was delicious, the wine was flowing, and her borrowed clothes made her feel very sexy. After a late catered meeting, which was the final gathering for the product reps, they all headed back up to the offices a few floors above to gather their possessions. Of course, the guys waited for Lynn, who was acting and looking a sexier than usual. Lynn told them she was not going out that night, but most everybody was in a good mood because food and drink that had been served earlier that evening. They boarded the elevator together, but their ride was interrupted when it stopped between floors. One of the guys, whose eyes were locked on Lynn's skirt said, "Hmmm. How long are we going to be stuck here?" Another laughed, "Yeah, Lynn's stuck here with five guys in a broken elevator." Yet another, tilting his head to make it obvious he was also taking in her skirt added, "Well, that's not a bad thing." Lynn was a little nervous as she caught where their eyes were looking, but she had had a good time with them the past few nights and felt it would not lead to much, especially once she got back to the office and packed up. "Okay guys, not bad for whom?" She tried to stifle where the conversation was going. "Given what I am looking at, not for us Lynn, that's for sure! One of the guys, Evan, responded. "And probably not bad for you! We have one beautiful woman, and you have five guys to choose from!" "I'm not choosing anyone, guys. I think you all had too much to drink." "That's how it always starts." Interjected another, Nigel, lightly. Lynn felt all the eyes upon her. She admitted that she was dressed to tempt, wearing a short skirt, stiletto heals, to go along with her full figure. She normally didn't wear heels, so she wasn't balanced well the entire evening, making her seem a little more like the stereotypical office bimbo. Just then the elevator started to move, but abruptly stopped causing Lynn, in her heels, to fall into Fred. His hands went right to her chest as he tried to catch her fall. Lynn knew he didn't do it on purpose, but he got his hands full of her. "Sorry Lynn, didn't mean to do that." He apologized looking flushed. "Nice way to cop a feel Fred!" Evan added. "No problem Fred." She acknowledged playfully so that he would not feel bad. "No problem? Really?" Evan perked up. Lynn said she does not know why she answered the way she did, but it just came out. Subconsciously, she must have been curious about what would happen. "No, it wasn't." Her voice was suddenly soft and the air seemed to escape the room. "Wow, then fall on me!" Evan added "Is that what you guys have had on your minds all this time we've spent together?" Lynn said it facetiously, but had a feeling what the answer would be. "Of course!" Nigel added with a laugh. Then added boldly, "With that short skirt, heels, and your figure, you know it must have crossed our minds?" "Thinking and doing are two different things." Lynn responded but smiled furtively as Nigel moved across from where she was standing. Suddenly, the elevator starting moving again, but stopped quickly after going about four floors. This time Lynn fell into Nigel, whose hands didn't end up directly on her chest but on her sides, just under her chest. "Hey, that's not fair." Piped in Jeremy. "Now two of them copped a feel!" Lynn's face ended very close to Nigel's. He held her for a moment, then without warning, he just leaned forward and kissed her. Lynn took the kiss. When it broke, they just stood there for a second looking at each other. "Whoa!" Jeremy's lone voice filled the small room. Lynn quickly looked around and felt like she was in a pool of sharks, but she liked the kiss and how Nigel's hands felt on her body; it'd been awhile since she'd been with a man, so she didn't exactly put up a stop sign for the handsome Brit. "Guys, this is not a good idea." Her warning was very restrained and they picked up on it like hunters to a deer. Nigel leaned in to kiss her again, his hands making their way up her sides and over the outsides of her breasts. But Lynn took his kiss again. When they broke the kiss she was breathing harder. "The elevator will open soon!" "No it won't." She didn't know exactly who said that, but she saw someone hit the stop button. The next thing she knew, Nigel kissed her harder and she opened her tongue to him. She felt his hands undo her blouse buttons. When the blouse was open Nigel looked down at her beautiful cleavage held in the low white cups of her bra. "Wow, Lynn, that's a fine set you have there!" With that, she felt someone take the blouse off of her back. Nigel kissed her again and she felt him push the straps of her bra down off of her shoulder. The bra slid off when someone opened the strap from behind. Nigel moved his hands down Lynn's chest and rolled his thumbs over her nipples. Lynn moaned. At the same time, Lynn felt her skirt being pushed up and hands on her buttocks. "Look at her, will you?" She thought it was Evan. "Even her ass is great!" She felt one of the hands move under her panties and slide along her now wet pussy. Nigel was now working his mouth down onto her tits and when Lynn leaned back in pleasure, another mouth caught hers; it was Fred's tongue this time. It seemed to happen so quickly. She could feel her panties sliding down her calves and her skirt being pulled. Nigel's fingers were sliding along her pussy lips and another hand was groping her buttocks. The she felt her cheeks spread some as a finger edged between the cheeks of her ass. "I knew she was hot, feel how wet she is! She wanted to fuck us the whole time!" Jeremy's voice cut through the air. Lynn's head reeled. Part of her wanted to yell, "Stop!" But it never came out. She saw condoms being thrown all around the elevator and clothes dropping to the floor. Nigel had his cock out and urged someone to, "Lay her down right there!" Jeremy was behind Lynn and had his hands on her hips. He pulled her down onto him and remarkably found his target, the opening to her sex, in the same movement. Lynn shuttered as her weight came down and plunged his cock deep inside her. Nigel saw what happened and was now a little upset. "Damn it Jeremy, I was just about to fuck her!" Jeremy didn't respond as he thrust up into Lynn, now sitting on him. "My god, look at those tits!" Fred's excitement was now getting the better of him. The others looked on as Lynn cradled her tits to stop them from bouncing. Nigel, meanwhile, couldn't wait for Jeremy and pulled Lynn's head to his penis. Lynn was in no position to stop it now, so she decided to let nature take its course rather than resist and possibly get hurt at this point. So she took Nigel into her mouth. She felt other hands on her bouncing tits and her hand took hold of someone else's cock. There was something surreal yet very pleasurable about this cock fest she was experiencing. She felt Nigel about to come, pulled him out of her mouth, and aimed his cock down onto her chest as he came. A minute later Jeremy came, still holding onto her thin waist, above her hips. When Lynn tried to sit up to get off of Jeremy, she was moved onto her knees by a few helping hands. Fred quickly plunged into her pussy from behind and got into a rhythm. "Look at how round her ass is Fred!" "Look at those tits swaying!" "This is fucking unbelievable!" "She looks as good naked as I imagined she would!" The voices randomly echoed in the little room. Evan and Mark, the last two guys, just watched until Fred finished. "I want her on her back so I can watch her tits while I fuck her!" Evan was quiet until his moment came. Lynn was rolled onto her back and Evan let himself down onto her and into her. He watched Lynn's tits undulate as he fucked her. He didn't last long either. The last one was Mark, who was the shyest of the bunch. He looked at Lynn as if apologizing, but said nothing as he kneeled down between her legs. Lynn looked up at him and nodded subtly. After the others had their way, she didn't want him to be left out, even though she was getting sore and she now felt like a total slut as the rest watched. Mark entered her and found his rhythm as well. When Lynn's breast started to move with his thrusts, he reached out and squeezed them with both hands. "Easy Mark" Lynn guided him, mostly because he was squeezing her too hard. "That's it. Good, that feels good." Evan understood Lynn's words to mean she was really enjoying all the fucking. "She fucking loves getting fucked! Look at that body. We should've done this a long time ago!" Mark came a few moments later. Lynn thought she was done and was wondering how to gather herself. But Nigel never got to fuck her and he was ready again. "No, I want to feel her pussy too." Nigel spoke up. It was now 'her' instead of 'Lynn' she noticed. She was now a sex toy. Nigel folded his heels under his buttocks and slid Lynn's ass up on top of his thighs. Her head was now on the floor, but her hips were above her. Lynn was pretty flexible and this position caused her legs to spread out above her like tree branches. "Holy shit! Look at her!" Lynn heard one of them say, as her entire ass and pussy were spread and thrust up into the small room for everyone to see clearly. Someone else kneeled behind Lynn and started to massage her breasts again. Whoever it was dropped his cock over her face a few times until she leaned back and started sucking it. This time she was more uncomfortable as the two took longer to reach their climax. At the end Lynn was exhausted. The men recovered their manors and helped her into her clothes while still copping some feels. "This never happened, right guys?" She managed to say realizing these were still coworkers. They weren't located in the same city, normally, but she didn't want this getting around the office. Eventually it would, but she was planning on being at another job by then. "Sure Lynn." We won't say a word, Jeremy answered. "Until we all get together again. Right guys?" He smiled. Lynn knew it wouldn't happen again. She did enjoy a good part of it, but not all of it, especially as they stood watching her get fucked. But at least she would never wonder what it felt like to be gang banged. ------------------ "So you were basically raped." I managed to say to Lynn at some point during this last part of her story. It took a few nights for her to tell me the entire story because I was so worked up, as she told it to me, I had to fuck her before she could finish. This happened three times. "Well, they just started pulling my clothes of once I let Nigel kiss me and get me going, so in a way yes. But I never said no or tried to stopped them, so in reality, no." Lynn finished her story. "So how come you wanted to hear all that and why does it turn you on so much?" She inquired each time we revisited her past episodes. "I'm not sure ... I like to picture you in those situations. It's like watching porn, but I get to imagine it with my favorite person. And I love watching you during sex." Then the moment of truth came in her question. "Well, that's all of my stories. What do I do now?" "Do you mean, do I need you to go make more stories for me?" "I was wondering if that's what you'll end up wanting?" Lynn examined me. "Are you asking me to let you go fuck people so to satisfy my imagination?" I studied Lynn too. "No Glenn, I'm not. I just want to know how far this is going." Lynn kept her eyes on mine. "We can make up our own stories, Lynn." I eased her mind as the conversation neared its end. "But we may still have that elevator scene to relive!" I laughed. It wasn't until I said it, that I knew I wanted to see it happen for myself. Looking at Lynn's still great body, I knew it would be no problem to find four more guys that would fuck her in an instant. But I want her to enjoy it too, so it might be a long wait before we find the right circumstance. If we do, I know the slut in her will rise up again.