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Beach Folly

By: coops181



It was Chris's last week as a guest of Lisa and Dave's. He had already spent the better part of a fortnight at the rural property. Dave was a good friend of his father's whom had known each other for many years. Chris had had a great time mostly just relaxing around the pool. The weather was considerably warmer than where he came from. That was part of the reason he had decided to invite himself up to this tropical hide-away in the first place, a good excuse to work on his tan.

Chris was a young 26-year-old with no ties and little responsibility, he was tall and handsome with a boyish charm that put most people he met at ease. He was an extrovert at heart and didn't embarrass easily. He also made people laugh and was very comfortable around women of all ages. Oddly enough he was single and had been most of his short adult life but this didn't concern him at all; he just enjoyed life and did not want to take things too seriously.

For the last two days Chris had managed to talk Lisa into sun-baking around the pool with him for a couple of hours before her children came home from school. There was nothing sleazy about his intentions, he was, after all, just a people-person and he enjoyed the company of the attractive 43-year-old mother and she appeared to be very relaxed during their time alone together also. 

Lisa didn't mind at all. Chris made her feel good about the situation, more like enjoying the company of a close girlfriend than a male she thought. Unfortunately Lisa's husband Dave had left for a business trip not long after Chris had arrived. Fortunately, she felt a bit "safer" with their guest present, as Dave was not due back for another week. She had rung Dave the night before and told him what she had been doing whilst on her few days off work and he had joked about it, suggesting that Lisa could probably wear her next-to-nothing g-string and he doubted whether Chris would batter an eyelid. Dave thought that Chris might have been...gay. 

Lisa had neglected to tell her husband that she had already ventured out to the pool the day previous with just that on! They were her skimpiest of bikinis, a sheer black pair that were usually reserved for her husband's eyes only (when the kids weren't around). 

She wasn't to sure how it had happened exactly but knew that she felt very little inhibitions around Chris and thought it would be a good opportunity to improve on her already golden complexion. She knew that Dave also loved to see her with minuscule tan lines on her slim 5'4" frame and was sure to surprise him when he got home.

Like the previous two days sun baking she had asked Chris to rub in some tanning lotion on to her back and legs and she had reciprocated the favour. It was only the day before when she had appeared by the pool in her skimpy little bikini for the first time. Chris had barely raised an eye-brow and when he applied the tanning lotion to her back he had just kept on talking and joking like normal. Lisa was only momentarily surprised when she felt the cool liquid dribble onto her bare backside and Chris rubbed it in as efficiently as ever, like it was normal. 

She had of course undone her bikini top while she lay on her stomach to minimise her tan lines further but had drawn the line of removing her top completely; she felt comfortable around Chris but didn't want to push it too far.

The third day she had suggested they share a bottle of wine. Chris, although not a big fan of drinking wine, had accepted...just a glass...to be sociable.

Again Chris had applied suntan lotion to Lisa's body as she lay on her stomach. Again Lisa felt him rub it into her firm buttocks. Still she thought nothing of it...but it did feel nice though. She just loved it when her husband massaged her butt vigorously...but then that certainly wasn't "innocent" she knew.

She felt a little more relaxed than normal. She was pretty sure Chris wouldn't mind. What the hell, she thought. After all, it was her home. So after some twenty minutes sunning her back and listened to Chris talk about his adventures she decided to roll over...without re-tying her top back on. Of course her top had stayed on the towel.

Chris this time was momentarily silent, but only for a second as Lisa settled herself onto her back.

"You should put some lotion on..." Chris trailed off hoarsely.

It must be the wine.

It was the first real sign that Lisa had that Chris may have been lost for words. Maybe she had gone too far and had made him feel uncomfortable? But it was too late. It was done and there she was with her lovely white breasts exposed to the sun...and Chris's sun-glassed eyes.

It had to be the wine!

Chris stopped talking again momentarily when Lisa squirted some tanning lotion onto her stomach and then dribbled a generous amount onto her breasts.

"I hope you don't mind Chris?" Lisa enquired softly.

"Not at all Lisa, and I hope you don't mind me saying so but you have a nice body so why not. I'm glad you feel relaxed enough around me to do it."

Lisa was also wearing sunglasses. She rubbed the oily liquid into her pale skin and felt herself redden slightly when her fingers ran over her sensitive nipples that had suddenly become very erect. 

She hoped Chris didn't notice...after all she couldn't blame it on the cold...it was 29 degrees! "Oh well it doesn't mean anything does it?" She thought to herself.

Chris certainly thought Lisa had a nice body...for her age...hmm...he had to admit she had a better body than a lot of women half her age her! But he didn't think of her that way, hey, she was the wife of his father's long-time friend. She was 43; he was only 26!

But he found it difficult to take his eyes off her glistening breasts, and her nipples, her erect nipples! He needed another wine!

"Sure Chris that would be nice," Lisa answered. "But not too much."

He filled her glass.

"Chris," Lisa admonished.

"Sorry, I slipped."

Lisa propped herself up on one elbow to drink her wine. She was facing Chris and couldn't tell if he was looking at her at all. "And why would he want to," she thought. "Look at me? I'm nearly old enough to be his mother," she reasoned sensibly. 

But he was looking...still looking. He tried to discount the thoughts that were crossing his mind. "Don't be silly...she means nothing by it...its all innocent," he sighed inwardly to himself.

It was then that Chris thought of something he would like to do before he flew back home in a couple of days.

"Lisa could I ask you a favour?"

"Depends," she replied as she lay back down, closing her eyes. "How big a favour?"

"You know that...that beach in town. You know that quiet one?" Chris blundered on.

"Um...I'm not sure if I'm thinking of the one that you are. Do you mean the one where you can walk the dogs...or that other one further out...the optional dress beach?"

"Yeah...that one. The second one" he almost gagged.

"What about it?"

"Would you like to go there...you know...take me there for a look?" he asked hesitantly.

It was most definitely the wine.

"What, do you want to go nude?" Lisa suggested confidently. "Or just look?"

"Well I dunno...maybe get my gear off...just for a laugh. Never been to one before." 

"I won't be going nude!" Lisa exclaimed. "Maybe just topless...depends on how many pervs are there."

Chris broke into a big grin. "Serious? You'll take me there? Should be fun."

He couldn't believe it. He noticed the grin on Lisa's face too. He also noticed that her nipples were still hard as cherries. He couldn't help the tingle he got in his balls at what had just happened. Even so, he was determined to remain the gentleman though and through.

They lay there quietly for another half-hour before Lisa made a move.

"I better get up. The kids will be home soon," she sighed. 

Chris watched her as she walked back into the house. She had covered up her breasts with her towel but her bum was still exposed and for the first time Chris actually took better notice of it. 

"Nice," he whispered to himself as she disappeared into the house. He was looking forward to tomorrow, rubbing more suntan lotion into her firm cheeks again.

*  *  *

It was a forty-kilometre drive to the beach. Lisa had nearly reneged on the deal. She couldn't believe she had agreed so easily. Her husband had tried to get her to do something like this for years. She wasn't sure she should tell him. Yes, she probably would, they kept no secrets. After all, it was all just a bit of innocent fun, wasn't it? He surely couldn't think she was up to no good!

Chris had suggested the wine. She probably shouldn't have agreed but she did. Just to help relax, but two bottles? 

Of course it was another perfect Dry Season day. There was not a cloud in the sky. There weren't many cars in the secluded parking area, maybe six or seven. It's a big beach though...plenty of room.

The normally confident Chris actually seemed a little apprehensive as they walked down the narrow sandy path to the wide beach. The foreshore was thickly vegetated with tropical monsoon vine forest, which gave the beach privacy from the no-through road. Unfortunately it also afforded cover for some of the less desirable elements of the beach...the pervs.

The pathway narrowed down even more just before it opened up onto the bright sandy beach. Chris courteously allowed Lisa to walk ahead so as to not get scratched by the bushes if they continued to walk side by side. He couldn't help but look at her from the rear; her nice round butt barely covered by a faded denim mini-skirt and her mid-riff exposed beneath a lacy green tank top. Her shoulder length strawberry blond hair glowed when the sunlight touched it. He thought she looked attractive.

The water was a beautiful azure blue colour and had barely a ripple. There was only a slight on shore breeze. Lisa looked in both directions to find a likely spot. There were only three other couples in view and a few people on their own. Lisa was relieved to see other women present. Even so, to the left of her she noticed a couple of men looking their way. That was the decider, they would walk up the beach a hundred metres or so to their right. 

After walking past one fit looking middle-aged man who was lying on his back completely naked and then a young couple not far from him also both naked, they stopped.

"This'll do I reckon" Chris commented as they found a spot halfway between two other couples some fifty metres away in each direction.

Lisa took a big breath. She had decided to wear her briefest of bikinis, a tiny piece of material only about two inches at the widest point, of course it was a g-string too. She was having second thoughts. She hadn't even brought along the top to it!

They spread out their towels and sat down. Chris immediately pulled out a bottle of wine from the cooler and after opening it, poured two glasses. 

Lisa took the proffered glass and nervously took a big sip. Seconds later she sipped some more. 

"Well here we are," she stated awkwardly. "What do you think?"

"Looks ok I reckon, nice beach. Water looks great too."

"I might leave my top on."

"Up to you. Just relax a bit and see what happens. More wine?"

Lisa hadn't noticed that she had almost finished her first glass. Nerves. "Ok."

Chris seemed to be enjoying himself...as usual. He quickly slipped off his shorts and tee shirt and Lisa was relieved to see he had a pair of boxers on still. 

She was halfway through her second glass. Chris was rubbing lotion onto his chest and arms. Lisa glanced up and down the beach a couple of times. All clear she thought. The wine had gone straight to her head. She wasn't a big drinker. 

"Here goes," she thought to herself as she raised her butt off the towel. Undoing the couple of buttons and small zip at the front of her skirt Lisa was able to slip it down her brown legs and off her ankles. 

She quickly glanced at Chris and was pleased to see he was not looking her way. "That was easy." She had another sip of wine.

After a few minutes Chris asked if she minded too much if he removed his boxers. Lisa was leaning back on her elbows enjoying the warmth. Chris glanced down and noticed that she was wearing a different g-string. "Wow, she obviously waxes," he thought at the sight of the tiny triangle of sheer white material struggling to cover her "private bits".

"Well?" he asked.

"Up to you, I don't mind," she tried to sound nonchalant.

Chris was bold as brass. He had also finished his second wine and stood up to remove his shorts facing away from Lisa. As he dropped his boxers down Lisa couldn't help but notice his firm young buttocks, smooth and blemish free. She thought she caught a glimpse of his penis dangling between his legs too and looked away in embarrassment. Chris sat back down and proceeded to roll over to lie on his stomach.

"Lisa?"

"What?"

"Would you mind doing the honours?"

"And what would that be?" she asked.

Chris handed her the bottle of suntan lotion. She pulled a face.

"Please?"

"Oh all right." 

Lisa couldn't believe what she was doing. There she was drizzling lotion on this young man's body...this naked young man's firm young body, in public, on a nudist beach! He had his head facing her direction, although she couldn't see his eyes because of his sunglasses she guessed he could see her as she knelt next to him. Her knees were slightly parted to give her better support. She was aware of the small patch of material riding up her as she moved around him and hoped he hadn't noticed. 

He had.

"There you go," she said.

"Um...you forgot a bit Lisa"

"Your butt? You want me to rub some into your butt?" Chris didn't answer. 

Lisa sighed and moved down to his middle and after looking around again, quickly covered Chris's slim, hard buttocks with lotion rubbing it in efficiently, and when she finished she gave him a playful slap on his left butt cheek.

"Done!"

"Thanks."

"My turn."

"Ok."

Lisa felt more at ease now. The wine had kicked in. With her back to Chris and without any ceremony she removed her tank top and lay down on her stomach also. Chris had already applied lotion to her back and butt before at her house so she wasn't all that anxious although he did have his board-shorts on then. What she wasn't ready for was the full frontal view she got of him as he sat up to do the honours. 

"Wow!" she thought to herself. "Is he hung!" She looked the other way after her discreet glimpse of his long thick penis. She felt herself flush and her pussy tingle. "What am I thinking?"

"Oh that feels sooo gooood," she sighed aloud as Chris worked his way down her body. "Very nice."

It was the wine talking, had to be.

He had worked his way down to her shapely butt now. Lisa moved her head over to the side where he was kneeling. She too had her sunglasses on. He seemed to be paying a bit more attention to that part of her anatomy than the other time at home she thought. She glanced down at him. He was kneeling and was slightly side-on but more or less facing her. Lisa's eyes nearly popped out of her head. She couldn't avoid the sight before her. She was looking at his penis from only two feet away, or less. It didn't look flaccid any more...something had stirred him on. Chris's circumcised cock was semi erect, and it had to be the biggest penis Lisa had ever seen.

Chris was doing his best not too get excited, but he found it increasingly difficult. He tried to think of other things as he nearly completed the task of applying lotion onto Lisa's body. He hoped she didn't notice that his cock was swelling. He moved a bit further down so as to hide his embarrassment. 

"Just a bit on the back of my legs and that'll do thanks Chris," Lisa stammered, as she looked the other way again.

She felt the liquid trickling along her right leg and then Chris's hands began to rub it in from her little gold anklet up to her calves. When he got to the back of her thigh he stopped and dribbled more lotion on. Lisa could feel it run down the inside of her thigh, close to her pussy. It made her part her legs slightly on reflex.

Chris could now see where the liquid had run and gently ran his left hand up her inner thigh to spread it and rub it in better. He was careful not to get too close to her tiny bikini.

And then it happened...quite by accident. As he was finishing Lisa's right leg with his left hand down between her thighs...he touched her...there, just a bit, just slightly. The side of his fingers had gently slid over her. He felt her jump momentarily ...but she didn't say anything.

"Oops...sorry," he apologised softly.

"What about?" Lisa asked dreamily. She had noticed of course. It had been like an electric shock and had startled her but she didn't want to make a big deal out of it and embarrass them both further so she chose to ignore it.

"For not watching what I was doing," he replied. He certainly had been watching but it was still just innocent carelessness.

Lisa was now more aware of what he was doing as he proceeded with her left leg. She almost wished he would make the same mistake. What was she thinking! 

She drank some more wine.

Blame it on the wine!

He came close...so close. She was sure he was going to accidentally touch her there again. His fingers lingered...very close...for a bit longer than was polite, only he didn't quite touch her again this time. Lisa almost moved herself back onto his hand. She was sure she was getting wet with the anticipation. What was she thinking?

"Just about done," he said as he slowly moved his hands back up to the sides of her buttocks.

"Great, thanks Chris".

Chris looked down at her form. His palms lightly resting either side of Lisa's hips...near her bikini bottom. "Not bad for an' ol'girl" he thought as he looked her up and down. 

He noticed that Lisa's faint tan line across her back was starting to colour up with the recent exposure to the sun and as his eyes wandered down to her backside that too was beginning to go a light honey colour.

Chris wasn't sure what got in to him but he felt cheeky all of a sudden and he hooked a finger into either side of the thin straps of her g-string.

"Why don't you go naked as well?" he asked bravely.

"I don't think so. Reckon I'm close enough now thanks Chris," Lisa murmured into her towel. If she noticed where Chris's fingers were resting she didn't let on.

"Yeah, that's just it. Your that close...might as well go all the way!"

"I thought you were a nice boy Chris?"

"I am," Chris said as he worked his fingers through the straps a bit further. He moved around slightly so he was facing Lisa's back. Lisa stirred a little, as she became aware of his movements.

"Don't bother," she grumbled.

"What?" Chris asked innocently...and then...without waiting for a reply...he pulled down on her bikini firmly.

Lisa let out a startled scream as Chris managed to suddenly pull the flimsy material down past her hips to her thighs before they wedged themselves under her legs near her knees. She quickly rolled to one side to try and grab her bottoms before he got them too far down. This manoeuvre only freed them and Chris continued to pull her tiny white g-string down further, stretching them down past her knees almost to her ankles. He was surprised at how easy it had been, with not too much more effort he could have removed them completely!

Chris was laughing heartily. Lisa was growling madly. Her wineglass was knocked over as she struggled, almost kicking Chris between his legs when she lifted her leg up in her hurry to try and retain some modesty, but it was too late. Chris's gaze went straight to Lisa's freshly exposed flesh. Her bent leg had actually given Chris a direct view of her pussy. It was only a short glimpse but it confirmed what he had guessed...she waxed...just a thin strip of pubic hair remained above her smooth slit. Chris's mouth was agape at the beautiful sight before him. He also thought he glimpsed something else, something small and gold protruding slightly from between her fleshy lips, maybe a ring? But she was exposed for only a few seconds; Lisa twisted to one side again closing her legs quickly.


Beach Folly Ch. 01



It was Chris's last week as a guest of Lisa and Dave's. He had already spent the better part of a fortnight at the rural property. Dave was a good friend of his father's whom had known each other for many years. Chris had a great time mostly just relaxing around the pool. The weather was considerably warmer than where he came from. That was part of the reason he had decided to invite himself up to this tropical hide-away in the first place, a good excuse to work on his tan.

Chris was a young 26-year-old with no ties and little responsibility, he was tall and handsome with a boyish charm that put most people he met at ease. He was an extrovert at heart and didn't embarrass easily. He also made people laugh and was very comfortable around women of all ages. Oddly enough he was single and had been most of his short adult life but this didn't concern him at all; he just enjoyed life and did not want to take things too seriously.

For the last two days Chris had managed to talk Lisa into sun-baking around the pool with him for a couple of hours before her children came home from school. There was nothing sleazy about his intentions, he was, after all, just a people-person and he enjoyed the company of the attractive 43-year-old mother and she appeared to be very relaxed during their time alone together also. 

Lisa didn't mind at all. Chris made her feel good about the situation, more like enjoying the company of a close girlfriend than a male she thought. Unfortunately Lisa's husband Dave had left for a business trip not long after Chris had arrived. Fortunately, she felt a bit "safer" with their guest present, as Dave was not due back for another week. She had rung Dave the night before and told him what she had been doing whilst on her few days off work and he had joked about it, suggesting that Lisa could probably wear her next-to-nothing g-string and he doubted whether Chris would batter an eyelid. Dave thought that Chris might have been...well, gay. 

Lisa had neglected to tell her husband that she had already ventured out to the pool the day previous with just that on! They were her skimpiest of bikinis, a sheer black pair that were usually reserved for her husband's eyes only (when the kids weren't around). 

She wasn't to sure how it had happened exactly but knew that she felt very little inhibitions around Chris and thought it would be a good opportunity to improve on her already golden complexion. She knew that Dave also loved to see her with minuscule tan lines on her slim 5'4" frame and she was sure to surprise him when he got home.

Like the previous two days sun baking she had asked Chris to rub in some tanning lotion on to her back and legs and she had reciprocated the favour. It was only the day before when she had appeared by the pool in her skimpy little bikini for the first time. Chris had barely raised an eyebrow and when he applied the tanning lotion to her back he had just kept on talking and joking like normal. Lisa was only momentarily surprised when she felt the cool liquid dribble onto her bare backside and Chris rubbed it in as efficiently as ever, like it was normal. 

She had of course undone her bikini top while she lay on her stomach to minimise her tan lines further but had drawn the line of removing her top completely; she felt comfortable around Chris but didn't want to push it too far.

The third day she had suggested they share a bottle of wine. Chris, although not a big fan of drinking wine, had accepted...just a glass...to be sociable.

Again Chris had applied suntan lotion to Lisa's body as she lay on her stomach. Again Lisa felt him rub it into her firm buttocks. Still she thought nothing of it...but it did feel nice though. She just loved it when her husband massaged her butt vigorously...but then that certainly wasn't "innocent" she knew.

Lisa felt a little more relaxed than normal and she was pretty sure Chris wouldn't mind. "What the hell," she thought. After all, it was her home. So after some twenty minutes sunning her back and listened to Chris talk about his adventures she decided to roll over...without re-tying her top back on. Of course her top had stayed on the towel.

Chris this time was momentarily silent, but only for a second as Lisa settled herself onto her back.

"You should put some lotion on..." Chris trailed off hoarsely.

It must be the wine.

It was the first real sign that Lisa had that Chris may have been lost for words. Maybe she had gone too far and had made him feel uncomfortable? But it was too late. It was done and there she was with her lovely white breasts exposed to the sun...and Chris's sun-glassed eyes.

It had to be the wine!

Chris stopped talking again momentarily when Lisa squirted some tanning lotion onto her stomach and then dribbled a generous amount onto her breasts.

"I hope you don't mind Chris?" Lisa enquired softly.

"Not at all Lisa, and I hope you don't mind me saying so but you have a nice body so why not. I'm glad you feel relaxed enough around me to do it."

Lisa was also wearing sunglasses. She rubbed the oily liquid into her pale skin and felt herself redden slightly when her fingers ran over her sensitive nipples that had suddenly become very erect. 

She hoped Chris didn't notice...after all she couldn't blame it on the cold...it was 29 degrees! "Oh well it doesn't mean anything does it?" She thought to herself.

Chris certainly thought Lisa had a nice body...for her age...hmm...he had to admit she had a better body than a lot of women half her age her! But he didn't think of her that way, hey, she was the wife of his father's long-time friend. She was 43; he was only 26!

But he found it difficult to take his eyes off her glistening breasts, and her nipples, her erect nipples! He needed another wine!

"Sure Chris that would be nice," Lisa answered. "But not too much."

He filled her glass.

"Chris!" Lisa admonished.

"Sorry, I slipped."

Lisa propped herself up on one elbow to drink her wine. She was facing Chris and couldn't tell if he was looking at her at all. "And why would he want to," she thought. "Look at me? I'm nearly old enough to be his mother," she reasoned sensibly. 

But he was looking...still looking. He tried to discount the thoughts that were crossing his mind. "Don't be silly...she means nothing by it...its all innocent," he sighed inwardly to himself.

It was then that Chris thought of something he would like to do before he flew back home in a couple of days.

"Lisa could I ask you a favour?"

"Depends," she replied as she lay back down, closing her eyes. "How big a favour?"

"You know that...that beach in town. You know that quiet one?" Chris blundered on.

"Um...I'm not sure if I'm thinking of the one that you are. Do you mean the one where you can walk the dogs...or that other one further out...the optional dress beach?"

"Yeah...that one. The second one" he almost gagged.

"What about it?"

"Would you like to go there...you know...take me there for a look?" he asked hesitantly.

It was most definitely the wine.

"What, do you want to go nude?" Lisa suggested confidently. "Or just look?"

"Well I dunno...maybe get my gear off...just for a laugh. Never been to one before." 

"I won't be going nude!" Lisa exclaimed. "Maybe just topless...depends on how many pervs are there."

Chris broke into a big grin. "Serious? You'll take me there? Should be fun."

He couldn't believe it. He noticed the grin on Lisa's face too. He also noticed that her nipples were still hard as cherries. He couldn't help the tingle he got in his balls at what had just happened. Even so, he was determined to remain the gentleman through and through.

They lay there quietly for another half-hour before Lisa made a move.

"I better get up. The kids will be home soon," she sighed. 

Chris watched her as she walked back into the house. She had covered up her breasts with her towel but her bum was still exposed and for the first time Chris actually took better notice of it. 

"Nice," he whispered to himself as she disappeared into the house. He was looking forward to tomorrow, rubbing more suntan lotion into her firm cheeks again.

* * *

It was a forty-kilometre drive to the beach. Lisa had nearly reneged on the deal. She couldn't believe she had agreed so easily. Her husband had tried to get her to do something like this for years. She wasn't sure she should tell him. Yes, she probably would, they kept no secrets. After all, it was all just a bit of innocent fun, wasn't it? He surely couldn't think she was up to no good!

Chris had suggested the wine. She probably shouldn't have agreed but she did. Just to help relax, but two bottles? 

Of course it was another perfect Dry Season day. There was not a cloud in the sky. There weren't many cars in the secluded parking area, maybe six or seven. It's a big beach though...plenty of room.

The normally confident Chris actually seemed a little apprehensive as they walked down the narrow sandy path to the wide beach. The foreshore was thickly vegetated with tropical monsoon vine forest, which gave the beach privacy from the no-through road. Unfortunately it also afforded cover for some of the less desirable elements of the beach...the pervs.

The pathway narrowed down even more just before it opened up onto the bright sandy beach. Chris courteously allowed Lisa to walk ahead so as to not get scratched by the bushes if they continued to walk side by side. He couldn't help but look at her from the rear; her nice round butt barely covered by a faded denim mini-skirt and her mid-riff exposed beneath a lacy green tank top. Her shoulder length strawberry blond hair glowed when the sunlight touched it. He thought she looked attractive.

The water was a beautiful azure blue colour and had barely a ripple. There was only a slight on shore breeze. Lisa looked in both directions to find a likely spot. There were only three other couples in view and a few people on their own. Lisa was relieved to see other women present. Even so, to the left of her she noticed a couple of men looking their way. That was the decider, they would walk up the beach a hundred metres or so to their right. 

After walking past one fit looking middle-aged man who was lying on his back completely naked and then a young couple not far from him also both naked, they stopped.

"This'll do I reckon" Chris commented as they found a spot halfway between two other couples some fifty metres away in each direction.

Lisa took a big breath. She had decided to wear her briefest of bikinis, a tiny piece of material only about two inches at the widest point, of course it was a g-string too. She was having second thoughts. She hadn't even brought along the top to it!

They spread out their towels and sat down. Chris immediately pulled out a bottle of wine from the cooler and after opening it, poured two glasses. 

Lisa took the proffered glass and nervously took a big sip. Seconds later she sipped some more. 

"Well here we are," she stated awkwardly. "What do you think?"

"Looks ok I reckon, nice beach. Water looks great too."

"I might leave my top on."

"Up to you. Just relax a bit and see what happens. More wine?"

Lisa hadn't noticed that she had almost finished her first glass. Nerves. "Ok."

Chris seemed to be enjoying himself...as usual. He quickly slipped off his shorts and tee shirt and Lisa was relieved to see he had a pair of boxers on still. 

She was halfway through her second glass. Chris was rubbing lotion onto his chest and arms. Lisa glanced up and down the beach a couple of times. All clear she thought. The wine had gone straight to her head. She wasn't a big drinker. 

"Here goes," she thought to herself as she raised her butt off the towel. Undoing the couple of buttons and small zip at the front of her skirt Lisa was able to slip it down her brown legs and off her ankles. 

She quickly glanced at Chris and was pleased to see he was not looking her way. "That was easy." She had another sip of wine.

After a few minutes Chris asked if she minded too much if he removed his boxers. Lisa was leaning back on her elbows enjoying the warmth. Chris glanced down and noticed that she was wearing a different g-string. "Wow, she obviously waxes," he thought at the sight of the tiny triangle of sheer white material struggling to cover her "private bits".

"Well?" he asked.

"Up to you, I don't mind," she tried to sound nonchalant.

Chris was bold as brass. He had also finished his second wine and stood up to remove his shorts facing away from Lisa. As he dropped his boxers down Lisa couldn't help but notice his firm young buttocks, smooth and blemish free. She thought she caught a glimpse of his penis dangling between his legs too and looked away in embarrassment. Chris sat back down and proceeded to roll over to lie on his stomach.

"Lisa?"

"What?"

"Would you mind doing the honours?"

"And what would that be?" she asked.

Chris handed her the bottle of suntan lotion. She pulled a face.

"Please?"

"Oh all right." 

Lisa couldn't believe what she was doing. There she was drizzling lotion on this young man's body...this naked young man's firm young body, in public, on a nudist beach! He had his head facing her direction, although she couldn't see his eyes because of his sunglasses she guessed he could see her as she knelt next to him. Her knees were slightly parted to give her better support. She was aware of the small patch of material riding up her as she moved around him and hoped he hadn't noticed. 

He had.

"There you go," she said.

"Um...you forgot a bit Lisa"

"Your butt? You want me to rub some into your butt?" Chris didn't answer. 

Lisa sighed and moved down to his middle and after looking around again, quickly covered Chris's slim, hard buttocks with lotion rubbing it in efficiently, and when she finished she gave him a playful slap on his left butt cheek.

"Done!"

"Thanks."

"My turn."

"Ok."

Lisa felt more at ease now. The wine had kicked in. With her back to Chris and without any ceremony she removed her tank top and lay down on her stomach also. Chris had already applied lotion to her back and butt before at her house so she wasn't all that anxious although he did have his board-shorts on then. What she wasn't ready for was the full frontal view she got of him as he sat up to do the honours. 

"Wow!" she thought to herself. "Is he hung!" She looked the other way after her discreet glimpse of his long thick penis. She felt herself flush and her pussy tingle. "What am I thinking?"

"Oh that feels sooo gooood," she sighed aloud as Chris worked his way down her body. "Very nice."

It was the wine talking, had to be.

He had worked his way down to her shapely butt now. Lisa moved her head over to the side where he was kneeling. She too had her sunglasses on. He seemed to be paying a bit more attention to that part of her anatomy than the other time at home she thought. She glanced down at him. He was kneeling and was slightly side-on but more or less facing her. Lisa's eyes nearly popped out of her head. She couldn't avoid the sight before her. She was looking at his penis from only two feet away, or less. It didn't look flaccid any more...something had stirred him on. Chris's circumcised cock was semi erect, and it had to be the biggest penis Lisa had ever seen.

Chris was doing his best not too get excited, but he found it increasingly difficult. He tried to think of other things as he nearly completed the task of applying lotion onto Lisa's body. He hoped she didn't notice that his cock was swelling. He moved a bit further down so as to hide his embarrassment. 

"Just a bit on the back of my legs and that'll do thanks Chris," Lisa stammered, as she looked the other way again.

She felt the liquid trickling along her right leg and then Chris's hands began to rub it in from her little gold anklet up to her calves. When he got to the back of her thigh he stopped and dribbled more lotion on. Lisa could feel it run down the inside of her thigh, close to her pussy. It made her part her legs slightly on reflex.

Chris could now see where the liquid had run and gently ran his left hand up her inner thigh to spread it and rub it in better. He was careful not to get too close to her tiny bikini.

And then it happened...quite by accident. As he was finishing Lisa's right leg with his left hand down between her thighs...he touched her...there, just a bit, just slightly. The side of his fingers had gently slid over her. He felt her jump momentarily ...but she didn't say anything.

"Oops...sorry," he apologised softly.

"What about?" Lisa asked dreamily. She had noticed of course. It had been like an electric shock and had startled her but she didn't want to make a big deal out of it and embarrass them both further so she chose to ignore it.

"For not watching what I was doing," he replied. He certainly had been watching but it was still just innocent carelessness.

Lisa was now more aware of what he was doing as he proceeded with her left leg. She almost wished he would make the same mistake. What was she thinking! 

She drank some more wine.

Blame it on the wine!

He came close...so close. She was sure he was going to accidentally touch her there again. His fingers lingered...very close...for a bit longer than was polite, only he didn't quite touch her again this time. Lisa almost moved herself back onto his hand. She was sure she was getting wet with the anticipation. What was she thinking?

"Just about done," he said as he slowly moved his hands back up to the sides of her buttocks.

"Great, thanks Chris".

Chris looked down at her form. His palms lightly resting either side of Lisa's hips...near her bikini bottom. "Not bad for an' ol'girl" he thought as he looked her up and down. 

He noticed that Lisa's faint tan line across her back was starting to colour up with the recent exposure to the sun and as his eyes wandered down to her backside that too was beginning to go a light honey colour.

Chris wasn't sure what got in to him but he felt cheeky all of a sudden and he hooked a finger into either side of the thin straps of her g-string.

"Why don't you go naked as well?" he asked bravely.

"I don't think so. Reckon I'm close enough now thanks Chris," Lisa murmured into her towel. If she noticed where Chris's fingers were resting she didn't let on.

"Yeah, that's just it. Your that close...might as well go all the way!"

"I thought you were a nice boy Chris?"

"I am," Chris said as he worked his fingers through the straps a bit further. He moved around slightly so he was facing Lisa's back. Lisa stirred a little, as she became aware of his movements.

"Don't bother," she grumbled.

"What?" Chris asked innocently...and then...without waiting for a reply...he pulled down on her bikini firmly.

Lisa let out a startled scream as Chris managed to suddenly pull the flimsy material down past her hips to her thighs before they wedged themselves under her legs near her knees. She quickly rolled to one side to try and grab her bottoms before he got them too far down. This manoeuvre only freed them and Chris continued to pull her tiny white g-string down further, stretching them down past her knees almost to her ankles. He was surprised at how easy it had been, with not too much more effort he could have removed them completely!

Chris was laughing heartily. Lisa was growling madly. Her wineglass was knocked over as she struggled, almost kicking Chris between his legs when she lifted her leg up in her hurry to try and retain some modesty, but it was too late. Chris's gaze went straight to Lisa's freshly exposed flesh. Her bent leg had actually given Chris a direct view of her pussy. It was only a short glimpse but it confirmed what he had guessed...she waxed...just a thin strip of pubic hair remained above her smooth slit. Chris's mouth was agape at the beautiful sight before him. He also thought he glimpsed something else, something small and gold protruding slightly from between her fleshy lips, maybe a ring? But she was exposed for only a few seconds; Lisa twisted to one side again closing her legs quickly.




Beach Folly Ch. 01



"Your not funny Chris...cheeky young bugger!" Lisa exclaimed reaching down to get a grip on her bikini almost ripping the elastic material in her attempt to pull them back up as Chris relinquished his grip on them.

But Chris didn't care at that moment. Backing away on the warm sand he noticed her grin when she growled at him, and the look in her blue eyes was enough to tell him she wasn't that mad. He had never done anything like it before and was still unsure what had prompted him to act like that. He liked and respected Lisa and certainly had no desire to upset her...too much. She was a friend...nearly old enough to be his mother! It was all just a bit of playful fun he told himself.

Probably the wine. 

"I'm going for a quick dip. Wanna come?" Chris asked, still chuckling as he struggled away from the irate Lisa. She lay there with a frown on her face and her breasts heaving as she wiggled back into her g-string.

"Not likely. Who knows what you might try if you get me in the water!" she snapped, as she glared at him.

"It was only a bit of fun...sorry," he said as he backed closer to the edge of the water.

Lisa watched Chris as he ran the last few metres into the water. She could see he had become...well...excited...to a degree with their playfulness, his large penis swaying from side to side as he backed away. Just before, when his eyes had been firmly fixed on her exposed pussy, she too had an unfettered view of his angry looking cock from up close, the sight of which had made her tingle. It had to be nearly half as long again as Dave's! Why would a young man as handsome as Chris be interested in her she wondered?

After a few minutes Chris had got himself together and his partial erection had subsided. The problem was he kept thinking about Lisa's cute backside and of course that inviting-looking little pussy he had glimpsed briefly. He also remembered how she had parted her legs slightly when he was massaging her. Was she giving him the 'come on' he wondered? Why didn't she go crook at him when he accidentally rubbed against her pussy for that second or two? Chris knew that it was because of this reason that he had become bolder and tore her bikini down.

"Shit, she's forty-three! Married to a good friend of my Dad's. Get a grip for fucks sake!" he told himself. Funnily, he had not thought of her in a sexual way before today. It must have been the tropical sun and being in holiday mode, that...and the wine.

Yes. It had to be the wine!

Chris looked back up the beach to where Lisa was now sitting after straightening up her towel. She was applying more suntan lotion onto the front of her legs. Lisa looked back at him and pulled a face, poking her tongue out cheekily. Then she rubbed some lotion onto her breasts before lying back down, draping her lacy top across her face to keep the sun off. He watched her as she bent her knees up, parting her legs slightly. "Well if she wants more lotion rubbed in I'll be glad too. Maybe even push my luck a bit further," his cock began to swell again at the thought.

Lisa was lost in her own thoughts. She felt like a wicked teenager again. She had never done anything like this since she was married. Here she was, sunning herself on a free-beach, which was one thing, but with a handsome 26-year-old? And then letting him get away with touching her like that! It certainly had surprised her; it had also excited her. She felt a stirring in her sadly neglected pussy at the recent memory of Chris's touch. Lisa lifted the top off her face and looked back down to the water to see what Chris was doing. She loved her husband but he was rarely home these days and when he was sex was usually short and unsatisfying. She had never been unfaithful before, although the opportunity surely had presented itself on numerous occasions and she had come very close. A nice thought crossed her mind; she had no intention of getting too carried away with their young guest, but all the same, to know that she could still have such an effect on a man...a young man...like Chris was good for her ego. She wondered if he was game enough to come back out of the water yet. That thought made her laugh. Maybe a bit more teasing just to teach him a lesson about control, after all it was his idea to come to this beach!

* * *

Gus and Stumpy had been watching the couples on the beach for some time now. It was usually good for a perv coming down here. They sat in the shade of a Casuarina tree along the foreshore. Every now and then they would go for a walk along the rippling waters edge and check out the 'talent'. Mostly there were just other men lying on towels by themselves, but occasionally they would see a couple or sometimes a woman on her own sunbaking naked. 

Sometimes the couples seemed to openly flaunt themselves as Gus and Stumpy walked by. Not often, but sometimes. Unfortunately most of the women who did exhibit themselves were not...well...oil paintings, to say the least but they might put on a bit of a show, you know, open their legs wider or even rub themselves up a little. The more attractive women whether on their own or with a partner generally covered their nudity up if they noticed the two pervs walking past. 

Gus and Stumpy usually met another friend down here but he hadn't shown up yet. Gus was a 29 year old labourer of solid build around 5'11". His mate Stumpy was an unemployed no hoper, 37 years old and a stocky 5' 3", he was an angry little man with a bad reputation, Gus was wary of him as was their other friend Larry. Gus knew he probably shouldn't hang around with Stumpy but he felt powerless to cut the ties. Besides, he often had fun with Stumpy, usually at someone else's expense!

Today they noticed a new couple walk onto the beach. A tall young man and a slim woman with a denim mini skirt on, the woman had strawberry blond hair that hung down in waves to her shoulders. Well, her hair was more blond than strawberry in the bright sunlight.

The two men watched the new couple hesitate as they looked around for a spot to go to. It was a bit hard to tell but Gus thought she looked older than the man with her did, maybe in her thirties.

With keen interest the two men watched as the new comers settle in on the sand close to the water. They watched as the couple shared a bottle of wine together. And could see the young man strip his shorts off. When they saw the woman remove her skirt they noticed she kept on what appeared to be a small g-string and her top. They wanted to move closer to get a better look but decided to wait awhile longer.

They didn't have to wait much longer to see the young man remove his boxers and the woman massage oil into him then the woman removed her top and the young man leant over and massaged her back.

Things were hotting up.

Gus and Stumpy were sharing a long neck bottle of beer as they watched intently. They were surprised that the couple had not noticed them perving, maybe the shade camouflaged them they thought. 

Suddenly they saw the woman spring up. They could just make out the young fellow wrestle the woman's bikini down her legs. 

"Fucken' wished we'd been a bit closer," growled Stumpy. "She looks alright from here."

The two men watched as the young man backed away laughing to the water and the woman straighten up again.

"Reckon he might be her young lover?" Gus asked his friend.

"Probably, lucky young cunt," stated Stumpy as he watched the woman applying more suntan lotion to herself.

After finishing off the bottle of beer Stumpy looked on and said to Gus "Let's go an' have a closer look. Maybe she can show us a bit of her cunt too...the slut." 

Stumpy didn't have a high regard for women these days. He had lost everything to his whore of a wife when she left him for another man several years ago. Not that he had much in the first place. Stumpy had forced her onto the game not long after they were married...saved him from working too hard but she got cocky and shacked up with a client who was bigger and meaner than Stumpy. Stumpy hated women who tarted around now. He was always out to prove that they were all the same...no matter what. 

He loved the ones who said no. Give 'em a good fucking and they all end up loving it. They were all sluts, he thought and he liked to treat them so.

* * *

Chris saw the two men meandering down towards them before Lisa did. He was still about 50 metres off shore when they approached closer to where Lisa lay. Chris could see that Lisa was still on her back with her legs bent. He thought about calling out a warning to her but didn't want to make a scene.

Chris could see that the men looked rough. Both had heavily tattooed bodies, one was only wearing faded footy shorts while the taller of the two, a muscled young man, had a pair of denim jeans on. They were looking directly at where Lisa lay oblivious to their proximity. 

Lisa lay dreamily; the sun was beautifully warm, a nice Dry Season day, not too hot. The light onshore breeze caressed her skin causing her nipples to harden. The wine had taken full effect on her slim frame and she was enjoying the feeling.

The two men were only several metres away now. They liked what they saw. It was still hard to tell her age with that lacy top covering her face though. They could see she had a gold ring in her bellybutton and a small tattoo of a bluebird on her right thigh. Then Stumpy noticed her left hand draped across her thigh near her almost transparent bikini. The sparkle caught his eye, a wedding ring! She was no saint, thought Stumpy. Just another slut. 

"G'day missus," Gus said to Lisa. They were both leering at her while slowly walking past.

Startled, Lisa opened her eyes and was just able to make out the two men through the lace of her top. She could see them both checking her out from only a couple of metres away.

Gus looked down upon Lisa's near naked form. He could see her nipples standing proud...and he also had a great view of between her legs. He thought the tiny bikini that barely covered her cunt was more exciting than if she had been completely naked! But he still wanted to see more. Maybe this would be the one? He hoped.

"Do you mind!" Lisa growled angrily as she flung the top off her face to glare at the two pervs.

"Not at all," Stumpy sniggered back to her. Now that he had seen her up close with her face uncovered he guessed she was maybe mid to late thirties...maybe even pushing forty. She reminded him of his ex-wife...similar build, although this bitch had nicer tits, probably a tighter cunt too. After six years on the game his ex's cunt would have swallowed the tiny bikini that this woman wore.

Lisa covered her breasts up with her top and quickly closed her legs but it was too little too late, they had seen enough already.

"See ya little lady," Stumpy called sneeringly as they walked past.

"Creeps," Lisa murmured back as they moved on.

Stumpy looked out at the young man walking through waist deep back towards shore. "Yep...he's young alright," he said to Gus. "Bet ya it's not her husband too, the slut."

"Reckon she's a goer?" Gus inquired hopefully.

"We'll see, maybe if that slacker Larry shows up," Stumpy said disdainfully.

* * *

Chris approached Lisa who was still sitting up watching the two men walking away across the beach towards the path through the tree line. "You ok? Did they say something to you?"

"It's alright...just gave me a fright...I was nearly asleep. How was the water?" she couldn't help notice that his cock no longer looked as big. "Bit cold?" she asked cheekily.

"Little bit. Do you want to go?" Chris asked as he picked up his towel to dry himself.

"Mmm...not yet. The creeps have gone. And besides we have to finish this second bottle of wine yet. Don't want to waste it." Lisa let her top fall to the sand and reached over for Chris's glass filling it before topping her own glass up and adding a couple of ice cubes. 

"That sounds like a good plan Lisa, thanks," he said as she handed him the glass. "I was a bit worried...they looked like bad news."

"Nah...I've seen worse. Don't forget what your Dad and my husband used to look like before they went all respectful," Lisa added.

She was probably right he thought. "Can't be too sure these days."

Lisa knocked back half of her glass and looked at Chris. "Now I might go for a dip, you coming back in?" she asked moving on from the subject of the pervs.

Chris would have loved to but he felt a bit uneasy. "I'll be right...maybe later."

Lisa didn't want Chris to think she was chickening out of their 'date' early, besides she was in no rush to get home, her son was on an excursion for the next two days and her daughter was staying over at a friends house after gymnastics. She was enjoying the freedom for a change.

Chris watched Lisa as she walked down to the waters edge where the small wavelets lapped the shore. Lisa was exaggerating her walk and swayed her hips from side to side slowly. Chris quickly forgot about the two men. "I think she may be teasing me now," he thought warmly as he admired her pretty, firm round buttocks gyrating nicely.

* * *

Larry looked on with the other two; he had not long arrived to the secluded drinking spot amongst the thick undergrowth. They watched through the slight clearing at the couple still down by the beach. Most of the other nudists had gone as it was getting on towards the end of the day.

"So what do ya reckon Larry?" Stumpy asked the tall fit looking man.

"Well you blokes saw her up close, I'm game." He didn't really care too much; the three of them were planning on heading over West any day now anyway...just for a change. A bit of fun before they left sounded good. They had done this once before and it turned out just as Stumpy had said. Maybe all women were sluts as Stumpy reckoned?

"Good. Listen here...this is the plan." Stumpy began to let them in on his scheme.

* * *

Leaning back on his elbows Chris watched again as Lisa emerged from her swim. Her hair was still mostly dry; she didn't like to get it wet. He would have loved to gone in swimming with her too, and was close to doing just that when he saw her return. Lisa looked even more confident now, and as she walked back towards their spot on the sand she pulled her shoulders back a little and sucked in he already flat stomach which made her breasts stand out even better. Lisa tried to act nonchalant as she came closer to where Chris was laying. Through the privacy of her sunglasses she was able to check out whether she had had any effect on the young man now that he could see her full frontal. 

"Bit cold?" Chris asked.

"Ha ha..." Lisa said as she correctly guessed his meaning. 

Looking at her breasts he noticed that they barely sagged; not bad for an older woman he thought. Chris wasn't an expert on size but guessed she was about a 'C' cup. He also couldn't help but notice that her nipples were standing out hard as rocks. His eyes drifted down her body, wow! The little patch of white material covering her pussy was now almost completely transparent. Through his sunglasses he looked on closely at her crotch from only a few feet away. Lisa's small slit was quite visible through the thin material and when she was less than an arms length away he caught a glimpse of the outline of what he figured was her 'genital adornment'; a small ring. He felt a stirring in his loins again.

Lisa noticed his gaze as she prepared to lie down. "Are you a perv too?"

"Hope not...but can't blame me for admiring a fine female form can you?"

"Hmm...." Lisa glanced down casually at Chris as she prepared to lay back down and witnessed a sudden reaction to his otherwise limp penis. She smiled back at him knowingly as his cock started to grow; she had managed to tease him again. She almost laughed as Chris quickly rolled onto his stomach. 

They finished off the wine while watching a beautiful sunset and decided that they should go before it got too dark. Lisa couldn't believe how comfortable she now felt semi-naked with this young man. She wondered if she should tell Dave about their little day out.

"Maybe...mmm...probably, I don't think he will mind," she thought to herself as they dressed and packed up.



Beach Folly Ch. 02



The pathway back to the car park was gloomy in the fading light. Again Lisa was leading the way slowly and was about halfway to the end. Lisa was thinking that she probably shouldn't be driving as she had drunk a bit too much wine. 

"Get a move on slow coach." Chris appealed as he nearly bumped into her.

Lisa looked back over her shoulder at Chris and blew him a raspberry; at the same time, still feeling a bit cheeky, she bent slightly and flipped her skirt up at the back baring her smooth buttocks. 

Chris's response was lightning fast. Whack! He suddenly smacked her bare butt with his right hand.

"Ouch..." Lisa cried instantly as she jumped forward a quickly.

"Do that again and I'll bite it," Chris threatened playfully. 

"Oooo...sounds good...I might like it," Lisa cooed seductively as she continued to walk slowly down the narrow sandy path.

She was certainly looking forward to the privacy of curling up in her big comfortable bed tonight, then grabbing out her favourite little vibrator from inside the drawer of her bedside table and working on her clit in earnest. Lisa knew she wouldn't last long before her first orgasm, especially if she thought about that big, thick cock of her young friend. Oh...if only she was 10 years younger...and single. 

Lost in her thoughts and quite by accident Lisa dropped her towel and stopped to pick it up. As she bent over Chris could see her skirt raise above her thighs. He thought she was mucking around and again warned her of his intentions to bite her butt if she didn't get a move on. Lisa hesitated while still bending over, her mind was racing; she wasn't really sure what she was thinking, she certainly had no intentions of going too far with him. 

It had to be the wine still!

"Dare ya to," Lisa teased. Her free hand raised her skirt even further and she wiggled her arse at him, ready to jump if he made a move. "Go on big boy, just you try it."

He was looking at her butt and she watched as he moved closer, then he stopped suddenly. "Chicken," she mocked as she noticed his gaze suddenly averted from her.

"Hrmm...Lisa...somebody wants to walk past," Chris stammered as he pointed past her.

Lisa thought it was a trick to get her to look away from him, then...maybe Chris would bite her on the arse. She turned her head around slightly, expecting a set of teeth to clamp down on her trim backside any second. Then she was surprised. She could see some bare feet in front of her. "Oh shit. How embarrassing." She stood up quickly, smoothing down her skirt as she looked at the tall man standing before her blocking the path.

"Sorry," she offered her apology to the stranger. Lisa noticed him staring at her menacingly. He was at least six foot tall, unshaven with dark hair wearing only a tee shirt and shorts. He also had a stubby of beer in his hand. Her heart raced as she went to walk around him.

Suddenly the stranger put his arm out catching Lisa as she attempted to move past. "Hey little lady what's the 'urry," the stranger said as he gripped her around the waist. "I wouldn't mind seeing ya bend over in front of me too honey. Maybe you'd like ta come and 'ave a drink with me an' me mates an' get ta know us better?"

Lisa was horrified. She dropped her belongings in an attempt to push the stranger away. "Do you mind!" she exclaimed sharply. She then felt his hand shoot up under her lacy top and squeeze her breast roughly.

"Hey mate just let us past would you," Chris demanded.

"Fuck you cunt!" the stranger sneered back, as his grip on the struggling Lisa tightened.

Chris dropped his things and stepped forward ready to intervene, but suddenly he felt an arm go around his throat from behind. He struggled to break free. Then he saw a glint of steel...a knife and he froze. "What the fuck's going on?" he thought bewilderedly. 

* * *

Larry's surge of adrenalins still coursed through his veins. He was surprised at how easy it had been. Went just like Stumpy said it would, so far. The woman had been like a little wildcat for a moment, especially when he had dropped his empty stubby and ran his hand under her short skirt, she didn't like that! She quickly quietened down though when he too produced a knife. With a few threats they had fairly easily managed to coerce the pair off the main pathway and onto the little used track that zigzagged towards the camp. So far, so good. 

Funnily they had very nearly changed their minds on who to try and grab. Another couple on the beach had their interest too. Two women, both in their mid thirties. Unfortunately those two had left earlier, about the same time that several other sunbathers were leaving the beach. Stumpy had decided it was too risky. Better to wait for the older slut and her toy boy! She would do nicely, he had said.

Gus had placed cable ties around Chris's wrists, which were behind his back. Both he and Stumpy had a firm grip on the young man's arms as they directed him back to the camp. It wasn't their camp; they had noticed it weeks ago. It was the home of an old dero and some of his piss head mates. Stumpy had given the old man half a carton of beer earlier if he promised not to come back to his 'home' for a few hours. It would do nicely. They could see Larry had his large hand around the back of the woman's neck in front of them. Not far to go now! 

* * *

Lisa could see an opening in the thick undergrowth ahead. She was absolutely petrified. Her heart was pounding fast. "What did these men really want?" she thought. "Did they want to rob us...or worse?" She could still hear Chris trying to reason with their tormentors unsuccessfully. She heard him cry out as he was punched in the kidneys. "Oh my God, this can't be happening," she thought as they stepped out into a small clearing.

There in front of her was a lean-to made out of old corrugated iron. The remaining daylight was better here and she could clearly see an old mattress in front of the makeshift shelter. Empty beer cans lay on and about an old solid looking steel-framed kitchen table, a couple chairs sat nearby with other bits of rubbish and discarded clothing lying about. The man gripping her neck pushed her roughly towards the mattress and forced her down onto it. Lisa quickly turned to face her attacker.

"What do you want...I don't have much money...maybe $150 or so...it's yours if you want," she pleaded.

"Yeah...we'll 'ave that too...thanks for offering," Larry sniggered back to her.

Stumpy and Gus forced Chris down onto the ground near a small tree. Stumpy then produced a short length of frayed rope and tied Chris's hands securely to the bole. From out of his pocket came some duct tape, he tore off a small piece and placed it over Chris's mouth. They then directed their attention to Lisa who was sitting nervously on the dirty old mattress next to their friend Larry.

Lisa wasn't stupid, she felt certain she knew what was going to come next. She looked pleadingly at the two men approaching her. "You don't want me...look...let me get to the bank and I'll...I'll get enough money out so you can all get a hooker if you want...that'd be better...I...I don't want to do this...please...don't."

"What, do ya reckon you're to good for us...hey?" questioned Gus. "Maybe don't wanna share what ya been given to ya boyfriend here?" 

Lisa averted her gaze. "He's not my boyfriend."

Larry grabbed her left hand and held it up. The small gold ring contrasted against her lightly tanned skin. "Looks like you're married, hey. He your hubby then?" he asked.

"No!" she quickly responded.

"Looks a bit young for ya anyway...he your fucken toy boy, hey?" Larry continued. "Like a bit a young cock do ya?" he said as he slid his hand down to the hem of her skirt, lifting it up slightly.

"No! We're just friends that's all," she retorted sharply, trying to push his hand away.

The light was fading rapidly now. Lisa could not see Chris as clearly any more. The two other men sat down on the mattress next to her. She felt like crying. The taller one was still trying to get his hand up her skirt and was mauling her neck, his unshaven face rasping against her tender skin.

"So where's your husband?" Gus asked. "Does he know what a little cock-teaser you are to your 'friend' here? We saw ya on the beach flashing yourself to the young fella. Looked like you were planning on becoming more than 'just friends' to me."

Lisa didn't reply. "Please...just let us go," she begged again. 

"Tell ya what...we'll let ya both go...after we've all fucked ya...how's that sound?" Stumpy informed her bluntly.

"Nooo...please...don't do this...please," Lisa cried out forlornly. "You don't want me." 

It was almost completely dark now. Gus fumbled with a cigarette lighter and after rummaging around for a moment lit a small gas lantern that hung from a corner of the lean-to. It illuminated the immediate area around the mattress softly.

Larry pushed Lisa backwards forcing her to lie down onto the mattress. He continued to maul her while trying to force her legs apart with his knee. He had finally managed to pull her skirt up past her hips and was rubbing his big hand over the outside of her bikini.

"Come on bitch...loosen up a little would ya...or do we have to get rough?" Larry growled in her ear. "We can do this the easy way...or...the hard way. Your choice sugar?"

Lisa was trying to push him off desperately. She could see the other two men were just sitting back watching as Larry continued to grope her relentlessly.

"Look I don't want to do this...please just let us go...I don't want to fuck you, any of you," Lisa begged again as she flailed her arms against Larry's back.

"Hold her hands someone...before she scratches me," Larry demanded.

Chris felt helpless as he watched the scene unfolding before his eyes. Even though his wrists were securely tied he continued to struggle with his bonds. He was certain that two of the attackers were the men that had checked out Lisa earlier on beach. Chris had an excellent memory for detail and he was determined to memorise every feature of the three attackers so as to pass it on to the police later. He'd clearly heard their intentions, obviously the three men planned on raping Lisa. He just hoped that she would come to no serious harm in the end. Silently he hoped Lisa backed down soon in case they became violent. 

* * *

Larry hadn't had a fuck in weeks, not since the gin they had found drunk outside the old church in town. That had been easy, too easy, just a couple of cans of beer and the black woman had quickly allowed both Stumpy and himself to fuck her while her drunken white 'husband' lay asleep next to her. She had a cunt like a bucket he remembered. He was glad he had decided to wear a condom when he'd fucked her, the dirty slut, he didn't want any diseases. This woman struggling beneath him now was a lot classier he thought, married woman, attractive and slim and clean. Bit older than he was he guessed, but that was all right too. He had already decided that he was going to fuck her 'bare-back', fill her with his hot seed; her feistiness only excited him further.

Lisa couldn't move her arms now, they were being held firmly by the wrists above her head by the shorter man. She still had some fight in her and she resisted the man who now lay over her as he tried to force her legs apart even further. Her top had ridden up past her breasts in the struggle and she could feel someone roughly handling her nipples.

Lisa turned her head sideways and closed her eyes when she felt a hand pull the crotch of her g-string to one side. She continued to clamp her legs as close together as she could when his fingers started to rub her exposed pussy back and forth, parting her outer lips. She felt like crying as finally the strength in her aching legs had begun to wan. The man on top of her was just too strong for her slender body and she could no longer twist about scissoring her legs any more.

Larry liked what he could feel. His erection was rampant. The bitch had almost no hair on her cunt. Her flaps were certainly smooth...and moist! He could also feel the fight in her easing. He forced her legs open further and he moved in closer. Larry struggled to free his cock from his shorts and managed to push his pants down past his buttocks then re-positioned himself. For fucks sake, he just couldn't wait any longer!

She could feel him prodding; then rubbing up and down her slit. Lisa clenched her vaginal muscles as tight as she could to try to prevent him from entering. He had her legs spread wide enough now that she knew it was inevitable. He was going to force himself into her soon. She just hoped he was quick.

Gus could see Larry's bare arse moving around, clenching and unclenching. "Hey, are ya in yet?" he asked excitedly. Gus had never done anything like this before. It all seemed unreal; too easy almost. He continued to play with her tits. He thought she had nice tits, pretty firm and her nipples were surprisingly hard. He hoped Larry came quickly so he could fuck her too. He briefly thought of his girlfriend. He got to root her often, although his girlfriend, even though she was much younger than this woman, was not all that pretty and was she was overweight.

"Relax ya bitch would ya," Larry demanded as he continued, trying to force his cock in. "I'm gonna fuck ya...so ya might as well accept it," he growled into her ear. "She's fucken tight man...I tell ya...but not for long...I'll soon loosen her up," he said to Gus.

Lisa felt his fingers rubbing her open further. She almost cried out when he pushed a digit into her vagina. He finger fucked her roughly for a few moments, her tense muscles relaxed slightly at the discomfort it caused. Larry withdrew his slick finger and held his hand up near Gus's face for him to smell. Her muskiness permeated the close air. Gus chuckled knowingly; soon it would be his turn. Larry moved his hand back down to his cock and again prodded her tight opening. He could feel her resistance breaking down. A fraction at a time Larry worked his large purple knob into her, his foreskin stretched back down his shaft with the friction. 

Lisa felt his breath on the side of her face. He smelt strongly of stale beer. She was well aware of his large cock-head as he worked it into her further, she tried to twist her hips sideways to inhibit his progress. Larry withdrew his cock and took another jab at her soft opening. He could feel her juices and his pre-cum lubricating the opening of her tight passageway nicely. Larry reached down her leg with his right hand and grabbed her from behind the knee. He then he forced her leg to bend upwards and spread her thighs even further apart. That was probably going to be enough now.

"Just relax...your gonna like this...aren't ya...hey?" he murmured into her right ear as he flexed his buttocks forwards again. 

"Nooo...arg...mmm...nooo..." Lisa moaned. She could feel his progress, gradually he was entering her deeper. With her leg up like that she could no longer stop him. He hesitated momentarily then pulled out nearly all the way before he ground himself back into her, easier this time, his veiny shaft was lubricated by her juices he had finally tapped into. It was the first time in many years that someone other than her husband Dave had screwed her. She tried not to notice the size difference; this man was definitely above average, that she was certain.

"Yeah that's it bitch...not so bad...is it...hmmp..." Larry said to Lisa as he finally thrust his whole length in to her moistened slit. "She's fucken hot...man...I'm in...all the way...ooh yeah..." He stated to his friends as he slowly began to fuck her.

* * *

Chris tried not to look. He couldn't believe what he was witnessing. The tall man lying between Lisa's thigh had pulled up both of her legs from behind the knees and was now obviously screwing her. Chris heard the other two men laughing and egging their friend on as he took long hard thrusts into his unwilling victim. Chris's anger was immense but he was still powerless to stop the assailants from continuing their assault. 

He just hoped Lisa would be all right. He could only barely make out any sound coming from her as the man above her thrust himself relentlessly into her unwilling body. Chris heard the noises of her flesh slapping with every stroke, and the sound of her juices squelching. Then he could just faintly make out her groans as her breath was almost forced from her lungs with exertion that coincided with the rapists' efforts. Chris wanted to cry out for them not to hurt her but his taped mouth prevented even that small act of defiance.

* * *

Lisa could feel the man's pace increase. She knew he must've been close to coming. She was glad he had not taken too long, it had maybe been only a few minutes or so. His breathing now became more rapid; he had raised himself up and was trying to put her legs up even higher so that they rested on his shoulders to aid his penetration. It was almost painful for her. His length just went in too far and she struggled to lower them. She looked up at him and could see his head pulled back in utter pleasure as he grunted with each stroke. Lisa was also vaguely aware of her own groans coming involuntarily every time he rammed into her straining pussy hard.

"Please...argh...don't...uh...cum...in meee..." Lisa pleaded almost breathlessly between his forward thrusts.

This request only spurred Larry on. As if he wasn't going to fucken cum in the slut, he thought. "Yeah...sure...no worries..." he sniggered at her, ramming into her faster, his pleasure intensified.

Within a few more moments he was coming. "Oh yeah...hmmm...oh fuck ... yes..." Larry groaned loudly as he started to ejaculate, grinding himself into her hot little cunt, the pressure in his balls finally being eased. 

Lisa closed her eyes tightly; she felt the man's cock grow even larger as he shot his seed deep inside her vagina. "You bastard...nooo...don't.... mmm...please don't..." she moaned softly, thrashing her head from side to side. She was barely aware that Gus's mouth was now clamped firmly on her nipple sucking noisily. Stumpy still had a hold of her wrists in one hand and was caressing her other breast and pinching her nipple.

Larry's orgasm finally subsided. He allowed Lisa to lower her legs to a more comfortable position and collapsed on top of her. He still had his cock in her and was savouring the after-effects of his orgasm. She was good. Yes, nicest little cunt he had fucked in a long time. All the fight had gone out of her in the end, he thought. Larry looked down at his cock still buried in her pussy. Even in the dim light of the lantern he could clearly see the narrow patch of pubic hair above her clit, her skirt was bunched up above her hips and her white g-string bikini was pulled to one side. She looked a bit more 'accommodating' now he thought. His mates shouldn't have any trouble getting their cocks in her now. 

"Come on man...my turn...ya wanna get up off her now, or ya fallen in love with the slut?" Gus asked eagerly.

Larry slowly removed his softening cock while he looked at Lisa's face. She had turned her head to the side again and was grimacing with her eyes firmly shut. Larry looked back down at her splayed pussy and noticed something glint in the flickering light. 

"Have a look at this," he said. He had discovered Lisa's piercing. A small gold ring was now plainly visible in her clitoral hood. "Hey buddy...don't think your girlfriend here is all that innocent. Did ya know she's got a ring in her cunt?" Larry said as he looked over at the darkened figure of Chris by the tree. "She's all shaved up like a porn star too! Reckon she's a whore?" Larry knew this was no worn out old cunt, it was almost like new still, he thought. In the light he could see the very faint outline of an old caesarean scar. "Her cunt's not even big enough for kids," Larry mused to himself. 




Beach Folly Ch. 02



Lisa brought her knee up slowly as Larry got off her in an attempt at some modesty. She felt embarrassed that Chris had witnessed her degradation. He was only a few feet away from her and she guessed he had seen everything.

"He can't answer you Larry, he's got tape over his mouth," Gus informed him. "Oops, fuck I'm sorry." Gus just realised he had called Larry by name. Luckily Larry didn't seem to notice. He was adjusting his shorts and moving over to where Chris lay.

"Wanna have a look at your girlfriends cunt now mate?" Larry asked Chris as he tore the tape off his mouth. "Hold her legs open," he called to his friends.

Gus thought it was funny. He grabbed Lisa's right ankle and Stumpy, still holding her wrists in one hand reached down and gripped her other leg and together they forced her legs apart.

"Go on young fella...have a look. Look at that pretty little pussy. Bet you'd like some of that, hey?" Larry sneered as he gripped Chris's face and turned his head towards Lisa's spread thighs. 

Chris tried to avert his gaze but inexplicitly he did look over at her. Curiosity had got the better of him and he couldn't help it. Lisa's bikini was still pulled to one side and he could just make out the gold ring in her clit; one of the other men was pulling on it. There was also a small amount of cum dribbling from her now puffy looking pussy. 

"You like it too, don't ya?" Larry asked coarsely. "Like ta have a turn too, wouldn't ya punk?"

Chris felt the man reach down to his shorts and grab his cock through the material. He was surprised at himself. He was getting hard.

"Be a good boy and we might let ya fuck her too." Larry promised.

"She's my friend. I wouldn't dare." Chris looked away from the scene before him again. Larry squeezed his cock hard, laughing evilly before he let go and moving back over to the mattress again.

Lisa had just heard the short exchange between Larry and Chris, surely the bastard wasn't serious she thought. "Can you let my wrists go now? They're hurting," she asked firmly. Lisa was now resigned to her fate with these three men and the sooner the other two did it with her the sooner she hoped both Chris and herself could go. 

* * *

Gus had moved down between Lisa's legs. He wanted her naked. She wasn't struggling any more so he reached up her thighs and hooked his fingers into her bikini bottoms and started to pull them down. Surprisingly, she lifted her hips off the mattress as he eased them down further. Lisa didn't see the point in having them ripped off her now she thought. He brought them down all the way and took them off her ankles, then raised them to his face and sniffed them.

"Yummo," Gus commented as he inhaled the aroma deeply before he discarded them to the side. He looked down to her pale cleft where the sun had never touched, just a tiny triangle of white skin between her honey brown legs. His erection was throbbing at the beautiful sight. He then went for her short skirt and after undoing the buttons and small zipper removed it from her also, again Lisa had aided him by raising her backside a few centimetres. She now only had on her top and that was still pulled up above her heaving breasts. Oddly when Gus told Stumpy to pull it off her she resisted and asked if she could keep it on. Stumpy just laughed at her and roughly grabbed her top and started to force it off. When Lisa realised fighting it was pointless and would probably mean her top would be torn from her. Reluctently, she raised her arms and allowed her final piece of clothing to be removed.

Lisa now lay completely naked surrounded by her three attackers. She felt very exposed and pulled her legs up sideways and attempted to cover her breasts with her arms. She had turned her head to one side again and her eyes were closed. Lisa could feel hands exploring her body; someone was trying to pull her legs back down. A raspy face was on her breast, sucking a nipple noisily.

"Could you turn the light off, I...I...don't want Chris to see?" Lisa asked quietly when she heard one of the men unbuckling a belt and lowering a zipper. Without looking, she guessed that it was the youngest of the three men as he was the only one wearing jeans.

Lisa had guessed correctly. 

Gus stepped out of his jeans and looked down at the woman lying on the mattress. Stumpy was sitting back and had a hand at the back of the woman's head. He was trying to force her face down onto his crotch where his short thick penis protruded from the top of his pants. Gus knelt down near her feet while rubbing his cock. He wanted to do something...different.

Lisa was now lying on her left side slightly. She was resisting the attempts of the short man to shove his cock in her mouth as he rubbed it around her lips. He tasted salty. She momentarily opened her eyes and was surprised to see how thick the short mans cock was. There was no way she could get her lips around its girth she knew. Besides, she hated sucking cocks. 

"Just lick it then would ya," Stumpy growled at her continued reluctance. "Go on, fucken lick it ya bitch," he demanded again, this time grabbing her hair and forcefully rubbing his rock-hard cock around her mouth again.

This man scared Lisa more than the other two. He had a bad look in his eye. Lisa felt frightened again. She didn't want to get him really angry in case he went off and maybe really hurt her. She thought of her husband Dave, her hero, and wished that somehow he would show up and take care of these bastards. But there was no chance of that happening; he was eight hundred kilometres away. Reluctantly she opened her mouth and began to run her tongue around Stumpy's big pointy knob.

"That's fucken better bitch, see...knew ya wouldn't mind," Stumpy chuckled while enjoying the sensation of Lisa's tongue on his sensitive glans. 

Of course they did leave the light on. Lisa momentarily forgot all about it as she concentrated on licking the thick cock in front of her. A couple of times he tried to force his way into her mouth when she slowed down. She quickly started licking his short thick length again and he murmured his approval. His pleasure was obvious.

Gus ran his left hand up her thigh to her butt and started squeezing and kneading her firm flesh while watching his friend having his cock sucked. He then attempted to roll her onto her stomach. She wasn't budging. Gus moved up closer and grabbed her by the hips. Then he slowly manoeuvred her around so that she was on her knees. Stumpy still had a grip on the back of her head and Gus guessed she was still sucking his cock as her head bobbed up and down slowly.

Gus then moved in behind Lisa, pulling her nice trim round butt upwards. He gripped a cheek in each hand and spread them apart. He could see her hairless slit opening up and pushed them apart even further. He moved in closer forcing her knees wider apart. The angle wasn't quite right, so he reached forward and with the palm of his hand pushed her down in the middle of her back, this effectively raised her arse up higher. Satisfied, he again moved closer until he had his cock lined up with her cunt. Holding his cock in one hand he rubbed himself up and down her wet slit several times, lubricating his knob with a mixture of Lisa's juices and his friends sperm that was still oozing out. The feeling was sensational he thought. Flexed his hips forward a couple of inches and watched as his knob disappeared part way into her slick pussy. 

Lisa stopped what she was doing to Stumpy. She felt the other man briefly enter her. She was relieved that he was not large but still grimaced when he withdrew and quickly forced himself in hard. He continued to hold the middle of her back down and again withdrew and slammed in hard. Stumpy rubbed his cock against her mouth again and told her to get on with it. She was not comfortable and had difficulty lifting her head high enough to continue to suck his engorged cock. 

"Hey...fuck her in the arse...she might like it," Stumpy suggested to his mate kneeling behind Lisa.

"Reckon?" Gus asked, just as he was getting into it. "Yeah...why not," he said, answering his own question. He looked down at Lisa's small round anus, not a hair on it, and withdrew his cock from her slippery cunt. After dribbling a small amount of spit onto his fingers he proceeded to run some around the rim of her arse.

Lisa looked up startled and turned slightly towards Gus. "Please...don't do that...I...I..." She almost bite her lip as she felt Gus force a digit into her tight butt. "Nooo...not that ...please..." she begged again. Lisa had only ever been fucked in the arse once before by her husband Dave, she did not enjoy it and had refused to do it since. It was just too uncomfortable for her and even though this man was probably slightly smaller than her husband was, she feared it even more than sucking the thick cock in front of her.

Gus chuckled. He felt the power; she was their plaything for the time being; it excited him. "So what do ya want me to do then?" he asked her while his finger was still inserted in her arse.

Lisa was confused. "What?" She didn't want him to do anything. She wanted to go home!

"Fucken tell me slut, where ya want me to root ya then," Gus snarled back at her.

She understood now. He wanted her to ask for it. The bastard wanted her to consent to sex with him. Lisa felt she had no choice. She had to comply or risk anal sex with the brutal man. They had discovered her Achilles Heel. She guessed it didn't matter too much now, the sooner he finished with her the better. 

"My pussy...can't you just use my pussy..." Lisa said softly.

"You asken me to fuck your cunt, hey?" Gus antagonised her, as he slid his finger in and out of her very tight little arse a couple more times. "Sure you don't wanna arse fuck?"

Lisa felt helpless again; just his finger was bad enough. "Please stop it...you can use my pussy...I want you to use my pussy."

Gus removed his finger and positioned himself at her slick entrance again. "Orright then...just to please ya...but one more thing...you have ta move like ya want it...you gotta fuck back, ok? Or I will stop and I will just take your arsehole. You better believe me!" He touched his knob against her inner lips, parting them open, then increased the pressure. Gus felt slight resistance for a moment then his cock slid in deeply. "Nice," he chuckled.

Lisa closed her eyes again as Gus slowly fucked her. "Better move it..." she heard him demand. With his next few thrusts she responded, minutely at first, just slightly rocking her hips to meet his forward thrusts. He was holding her hips pulling her back onto him. She was reminded of Dave; he loved to fuck her doggy style. She tried to convince herself that it was Dave fucking her to give her some degree of enthusiasm for the man now raping her. Unbelievably it helped; she began to accept it. Within a minute or so Lisa was fucking back, and her groans were real.

* * *

Larry had moved over next to Chris and was watching the proceedings. Larry had Lisa's small handbag and was rummaging through it. He had found a small torch attached to her car keys, which he used to look through her stuff. Larry was quietly making suggestive comments to the young man next to him. He noticed him looking up every now and then. 

"Have a look at her go now, hey. I reckon she loves it now," he said. "What's ya name?" he asked. 

"Chris."

"Chris hey...so Chris you're not fucking her...really...don't worry, I won't tell her husband?"

"I'm not fucking her," Chris stated as matter of fact.

"Well how'd ya like to have a go at her then?" he asked, as he removed cash from the wallet he had found inside Lisa's bag. Larry looked at the licence inside the wallet. "Lisa...hey? I just fucked Lisa...fucken wouldn't think she was forty three..."

The privacy of darkness had permitted Chris to watch while Lisa was being fucked from behind. He could hear her grunts with every thrust. He could see she was rocking her hips back and forth, responding. He thought that she did appear to be enjoying it.

"I respect her. I know her husband too. Besides she's nearly eighteen years older than me, I just couldn't," Chris answered firmly.

"What are you gay or something? Would ya rather suck my cock instead...get me all hard so I can then fuck you in the arse?" Larry asked him, while he rubbed Chris's dick through his shorts.

"Please...don't do that. No, I'm not gay...I just couldn't...besides she isn't going to let me" Chris cried despairingly, he could feel the man's touch harden his cock further.

"Course she want's ya...she took ya took a nudist beach for fucks sake...nothin' but a tiny bikini on...rubbin' lotion all over ya body too. What do ya think she was doing flashin' her butt at ya when I bumped into you? She want's ya I'm tellin' you. This is the deal young Chris...you are going to fuck her next...or I'm going to have your arse...got that?" 

Chris was silent.

"Hear me?" Larry growled through gritted teeth. "You're gonna fuck her next!" Larry loved the power. He could feel Chris's young cock getting hard as he squeezed his length. He was getting off on this too. "Your biggest problem will be stuffing this fucken great horse cock of your's up her little twat, pal." This was going to be good.

* * *

Lisa was mortified with herself. She tried to tell herself it couldn't be happening, but there was no mistaking it. The tiny little flutters had begun deep in her belly and coursed lower and lower. She gripped the worn material of the old mattress with her fists. The sounds coming from her were now little more than incoherent moans. Gus kept on pounding into her. He had been going for well over ten minutes. Lisa had not been fucked that long in years. Gus's long hard strokes were the same as what she enjoyed with her husband. Unfortunately for Lisa Dave had lost his staying power quite some time ago. He was lucky to last two minutes! 

"Nooo.... mmm....umph...oh God..." The tingling flutter was hovering around her mons Venus. She pushed back harder onto Gus's hard cock. She was vaguely aware of her breasts swinging back and forth, her hard nipples rubbing against the dirty mattress. Then it hit her, the pulsating from deep within her uterus. 

"Ahh...yeah...that's...it...," she moaned breathlessly. 

Her orgasm swept over her suddenly. Gus just kept fucking her rapidly as her vaginal wall spasm and contracted around his shaft. His balls slapping against her clitoris intensifying Lisa's orgasm even more. Lisa lowered her face to the mattress and her toes curled tightly as the final spasms of her orgasm began to subside.

Gus could hold on no longer, he looked down at his cock with each powerful stroke. Even his average sized penis looked large in Lisa's hairless pussy. He loved the look of her sun-tanned butt that contrasted with the slim white lines from her g-string. Best looking cunt he had probably ever fucked, he thought. Far better than that fat bitch he called his girlfriend. He felt that little friction when he rooted his slag of a girlfriend that he could last for half an hour or more, not with this woman though.

"Oh yeah...oh yeah...oh fuck..." Gus cried out hoarsely, he couldn't believe that he could actually feel the bitch's cunt contracting around his cock; it was just too much. With a final hard thrust he shot his load as deep as he could into her. He ground himself into her even harder, his balls continued to pump cum for several seconds longer. Gus reached around and rubbed Lisa's clitoris with his forefinger, he flicked her little gold ring and pulled it several times while he emptied the last of his cum.

"Fucken excellent my little lady...fucken excellent," thanked Gus. 

With a playful slap on her right buttock Gus slowly began to slip his cock out. She was still on her knees but was leaning her face against the mattress with her hands gripping the material firmly. Gus watched his slick shiny cock pop out followed by a great glob of thick cum. He thought she looked well fucked now, her inner flaps were puffy and red and distended out past her hairless outer lips. 

"So who's next?" Gus asked, just as Lisa collapsed onto her side. "You I suppose?" he asked, looking at Stumpy.

"Please...not yet...not so soon...let me recover first...please..." Lisa pleaded softly. 

"You just keep sucking me cock for a bit then...ok," Stumpy said to her as he pulled her back over to his lap. 

"Oh...mmmph...do I have to...mmmph..." But Stumpy was already rubbing his cock around her mouth trying to force it in while he held the back of her head.

Stumpy was pleased with how this was all going. He couldn't wipe the smile off his face when he thought about how the slut had enjoyed being fucked by his mate Gus. "They're all the same," he thought to himself as Lisa slurped away noisily. "All fuckin' sluts at heart," he was certain. "Even the married ones like this old bitch, as pretty as she is."

Lisa thought that if she brought this guy off with her mouth she wouldn't have to fuck him so she was determined to do her best. He seemed to be enjoying it too, she thought, even when her teeth grazed across his fat knob every so often as she struggled to fit his cock in her mouth. Lisa had her hand around the base stroking him methodically; her fingers didn't quite go the whole way around. Every so often she gagged when he forced her head down, driving his short thick length in further almost face-fucking her.

* * *

Larry was playing with the mobile phone he had found in Lisa's handbag. He noticed it was a camera phone. He scrolled through her contact list. "So Chris...what's Lisa's hubby's name?"

Chris was still watching Lisa giving Stumpy head. She was now kneeling over him, her pretty blond head bobbing up and down in earnest with Stumpy's fingers entwined tightly in her hair. Lisa's naked butt pointed directly towards where Chris and Larry were sitting in the dark.

"Dave...his name's Dave...he was a real mean bastard too when he was younger. He probably would have killed any one that tried anything with his Lisa...once..." Chris responded absently. 

Larry chuckled evilly. "Is that so..." He then aimed the phone at Lisa and Stumpy being careful to leave his friends face out of shot, then took a picture. He moved up closer and took another of Lisa's upturned backside; her naked slit just visible, a small trickle of cum oozing out. 

Larry then scrolled through the names again. "There it is...Dave...," he said to himself.

* * *

It happened suddenly. Lisa was not ready for it and when Stumpy held the back of her head firmly she could not pull away. She had her mouth stretched wide over his cock when she felt the first pulse along his thick shaft with her hand. The hot jet of sperm shot to the back of her throat forcefully. She tried to pull away again. Lisa had only ever swallowed cum twice before when her husband had tricked her, just the thought of it usually revolted her.

"Arhh...fucken don't stop...ooh yeah...that's it baby..." Stumpy bellowed loudly. He pushed his cock in as far as he could. Her lips were close to the base of his thick veiny penis, close to his scrotum. He could hear her gag every time another spurt of cum erupted from his balls and he could feel her tongue rasp against the underside of his fuck stick with every pulse of his ejaculation.

Lisa thought she would choke. She had trouble breathing. He would not let go of her head. She tried to push him away but he was too strong. She knew she would have to swallow soon. It felt like there were litres of the stuff almost drowning her. She felt another stream of his hot sperm shoot out, she had no choice, and quickly she swallowed. The warm thick liquid slid down her throat easily; she felt she could breath again. Surprisingly, the taste wasn't as bad as she'd thought, just a little bit salty. Her gagging reflex had passed and she easily swallowed again, completely clearing her throat, barely a trickle had escaped from her mouth; such was the tight fit of her lips around his cock. 




Beach Folly Ch. 02



Lisa could feel his cock rapidly softening in her mouth, easing her straining jaw. She had never swallowed so much cum before in her life. She was thankful she wasn't sick. The taste she had in her mouth wasn't all that unpleasant. She now knew it was more the thought of that gooey stuff that put her off swallowing in the past. Maybe it was just a mind over matter thing? She was relieved it was over now and hoped that her rapists would now let them both go. 

They'd all had their turn with her now. Surely that was enough? 

* * *



Beach Folly Ch. 03



Larry watched as his friend let go of Lisa's hair and she sat up wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Gus handed Stumpy a can of beer and congratulated him heartily. Lisa grabbed her beach towel that lay nearby and wrapped it around her naked body. 

"Can we go now...please?" Lisa asked quietly, kneeling down with her legs folded beneath her.

Stumpy had planned on fucking her too but she had surprised him with her excellent head-job. He knew he probably wouldn't get another erection for some time and he expected the old dero to come back to reclaim his camp again soon. Pity. He could see that Gus was starting to look a bit anxious and had re-dressed. Maybe they should fuck off, he thought.

"One more to go...Lisa..." Larry sneered. He had released Chris's long cock from the confines of his board-shorts and was stroking the length. "Just one more and you're free to go."

"What...what do you mean...that's enough...surely...you've all had your fun...can't we go now?" Lisa stammered nervously, unsure of what he wanted now.

"Your forgetting ya young boyfriend here...he's got something for ya too, haven't ya Chris, me mate?" Larry informed her.

There was a brief silence from Lisa as Larry's obscene suggestion sunk in.

"You have to be joking...Chris? I'm not going to do anything with Chris, thankyou," Lisa responded adamantly.

"Hate ta tell ya Lisa...but this is how it is...either you and Chris have a nice little fuck...or...ya friend here is gonna first suck my cock and get me all hard...then I'm gonna fuck him...comprende?" 

More silence for a moment. Then Stumpy laughed wickedly. He loved it. "That Larry, what a sick puppy. This is going to be good," he thought to himself.

"And while I'm fucking Chris here...you can probably be entertaining my friends some more...I know that the big fellow over there would just love to have your ass, too."

In the dim light Lisa looked over at where Gus now lay. He had undone his jeans again he was slowly stroking his cock with a big cheesy smile on his face.

"Oh nooo...I couldn't...he's...nearly young enough to be my son...I...I couldn't..." Lisa trailed off aghast. 

"Wanna watch him suck my cock then, hey bitch? Nice friend you are."

Both Lisa and Chris remained silent. They avoid each others gaze and sat still nervously.

Larry used his knife to cut Chris's bonds and dragged him over to the mattress by the flickering light. "Hold her down would ya. Nah...better still...sit her up on the table."

Stumpy grabbed Lisa under the arms and forced her to stand while she clutched at her towel tightly. Chris looked downcast near her feet as Stumpy snatched the towel off Lisa and threw it to one side then pushed her back against the old table. With a sweep of his arm he brushed aside the empty beer cans and rubbish from the surface of the rectangular table clearing it completely.

"Get ya fucken pants off Chris," Larry ordered, he had his knife in his hand and he held it threateningly. Reluctantly, Chris complied, then stood trying to cover his groin with his hands. "Move ya fucken hands an' show the lady what ya got for her, me boy," Larry demanded, while waving the knife under Chris's face. 

Larry's ministrations on Chris earlier had left him quite hard and Lisa looked away suddenly when he removed his hands, exposing himself to her from only a few feet away. She felt embarrassed, which was odd she thought, after all she had seen him naked for most of the day at the beach. 

Stumpy whistled when he looked at Chris. "What a beauty!" he exclaimed.

"Ave a look lady, it's all for you ya know," Larry told Lisa.

Lisa was leaning against the table; she was covering her nudity with her hands and was looking off into the surrounding dark bush trying to avoid the naked young man standing before her.

"Fucken look bitch," Stumpy bellowed angrily at her, twisting her head around roughly

Lisa looked at Chris's handsome young face; his eyes were downcast. She thought he looked ashamed, but for a brief moment when he looked up and met her gaze she noticed something else, a look like the one she had noticed earlier at the beach after he'd playfully pulled her bikini down. "Was it lust," she thought, detecting his mixed emotions. 

Her eyes momentarily glanced down his body. His smooth tanned chest flared out above his flat stomach. She looked lower. Then she saw it. He looked fully erect now and she certainly had not seen anything so large before in her life. He had to be half as long again as Dave is, at least, maybe nine inches.

"Go on have another look Lisa...big isn't it...even bigger than mine...and ya had a bit of trouble with me...at first," Larry teased. "Go on young fella...get in the saddle...give 'er one...ya know ya wanna."

Slowly Chris moved forward. Gently he touched Lisa's shoulder. "I...I...I'm sorry..." he said, almost in tears. He was embarrassed by his erection, he wished that he was unable to obtain one under the present circumstances but wondered then what would be their fate; would the men carry out their threat? Chris was young and virile, he remembered more than once being on a train on the way home and sitting near a pretty girl that caught his eye; occasionally he had not been able to disembark when his stop came because of his uncontrollable erection. Sometimes it just happened, like at high school. He had to admit that the sight of Lisa had turned him on; he couldn't help it. He knew he would have sex with her. For two reasons, one; he did not want to suck another mans cock then be fucked up the arse, and two; he did not want anyone, even these arseholes, to think he was gay, something he had been accused of numerous times before today. He would prove he was not. 

Chris looked into Lisa's eyes, almost asking for her permission with his solemn stare. He ran his hand up and down along her arm caressing her gently. She returned his look. 

Stumpy pulled up one of the chairs from nearby. He wanted to watch this. Gus moved the gas lamp closer to the table and sat back down on the edge of the mattress. Larry stood nearby menacingly, with the knife still in his hand.

"Kiss her...go on, give her a fucken kiss, young fella," Larry ordered again.

Chris bent his head down and placed a hand behind Lisa's head, gently drawing her up to him. Their faces were only centimetres apart. She closed her eyes and swallowed nervously. Gradually Chris moved his mouth closer still. Their lips touched briefly, and softly.

"A fucken real kiss...stick ya tongue down her throat...do it," Larry sneered.

Chris sighed. He moved closer still. Their bodies were now touching, although Lisa's hands were still in front of her. "Can I?" he asked quietly into her ear. He could feel his hard cock pressing against her bare flesh. She didn't respond at first, then she lowered her right arm that had been covering her breasts and placed her hand on the small of his back.

Chris tilted his face and brought their lips together again. This time he lingered. This time she allowed her sweet lips to be parted by his probing tongue and he embraced her. The kiss lasted no more than ten seconds before they parted again. He thought she tasted a bit funny, probably cock-breath he guessed, but her lips had been soft and responsive. He had felt her tongue with his as he explored her mouth briefly.

Lisa looked over Chris's shoulder at Larry. "Please don't make us do this...it's so unfair. He's a nice boy...I...I don't think I can?" 

"Choice is yours lady...either ya let him fuck ya, or...you can watch him suck your juice off my cock while me mate over there bends you over the table and fucks your little bum-hole." Larry pointed with his knife over towards where Gus sat, slowly stroking his erection.

Lisa really felt like crying now. Chris still embraced her warmly and was tenderly running his hand along her side. She did feel a sense of comfort being in his strong arms after her recent ordeal with their tormentors. Her mind was racing, what choice did she have she wondered. She sighed against Chris's shoulder then lowered her left hand from covering her groin and brought it around to rest on his firm buttocks. His large cock now pressing against her stomach.

"Can we lay on the mattress?" she asked with resignation.

Larry loved it. The power. It excited him. He could be such a bastard, he knew. "See Chris...knew she'd let ya do it. Bet she just can't wait ta 'ave that big fuck-stick of yours splitting 'er cunt lips wide open."

"Lay 'er on the table. I wanna see properly when ya's start," Larry ordered.

Chris hesitated a moment not wanting to force Lisa to lay back. Then Stumpy moved forwards and grabbed Lisa by the arm pulling her backwards. The edge of the table was higher than her thighs and pressed against her buttocks. Lisa cried out at the discomfort, reaching down to the table with her hands to support herself. She was forced up onto her toes as she was pulled backwards further. Chris reached down and lifted her slightly so as to ease her buttocks up onto the table's edge just as Stumpy forced her to lie back completely. It was not a comfortable position for Lisa as her legs were still draped over the edge of the table.

Chris looked down at her. Stumpy was holding her arms back above her head, forcing her breasts to lift high. She had closed her eyes again. Chris's eyes wandered down her naked body, from her heaving breasts, past her flat stomach to her pussy. Because her legs were still hanging down, her pubic bone with its little strip of hair, jutted out invitingly, her outer lips looked moist and slightly parted, her delicate inner lips just protruding. She looked fantastic to him and he felt a fresh surge of blood rush to his already large erection, making it grow even harder.

Lisa was not at all comfortable. She had to raise her legs, resting the soles of her feet on the very edge of the hard table. She couldn't believe what she was about to do and truly hoped her ordeal was going to be over soon. Chris moved closer to the table and touched her knees that were resting together. She couldn't look. Slowly and gently her knees were parted; she offered little resistance but could still not look. Her ankles were next to be held and moved apart. She felt thoroughly exposed to her young friend now and was completely taken by surprise by what happened next.

Chris had knelt down and brought his face close to the centre of Lisa's spread thighs. She smelt musky, a sweet clean aroma that excited him even further. His tongue darted out brushing against her folds momentarily. He felt her shudder at his touch. He licked her again, this time his tongue followed her crease up to her clitoral hood with its little gold ring. He flicked his tongue around several more times quickly, and then with the fingers on his left hand he worked her smooth skin apart exposing her small erect clitoris. 

Lisa moaned at his touch. She just loved to have her pussy licked, her husband for all his other shortcomings was an expert at cunnilingus; so too apparently was this young man now between her legs. She momentarily forgot where she was as Chris lapped away enthusiastically. 

Stumpy released her arms and watched as the young man worked on her cunt. She seemed to be enjoying it too, he noticed. Her pelvis was gyrating side to side and rocked back and forth with increased speed and vigour. She moved her recently freed hands down to the back of Chris's head, pulling him in closer still. Stumpy licked his lips at the sight of Lisa's hardened brown nipples protruding nearly two centimetres above her puckered areoles. He was about to lean down to suck on them when she started to writhe about. 

Chris could sense it. He couldn't believe at how soon it had happened. It can't have been more than a couple of minutes. He felt her grip on his hair tighten and pull him in even closer. He had trouble flicking his tongue on her pebble hard clit now and merely rasped her rapidly as best he could with his face mashed against her thrusting groin.

"Oh yeah...oh yeah...don't stop...oh yeah..." Lisa trailed off as her orgasm swept over her suddenly. She never could last very long with Dave, and Chris was now no exception! Lisa raked her nails into his shoulders several times in her final throes of ecstasy. She was only now barely aware of a finger in her hot pussy. 

Chris could feel her orgasm subsiding slowly around his inserted finger. He was totally surprised at how strongly her vaginal walls had contracted and pulsed around his finger numerous times. Never before had he known a girl to cum so hard. 

It had been a smart move on Chris's behalf. Lisa just had to have a cock after her husband Dave brought her off this way. Her lust was now completely overwhelming, she needed filling, she needed cock and quickly, before the effects of her beautiful orgasm wore off completely. 

"Come on...get up...do it...just do it...hurry...I need it...now..." Lisa said urgently while trying to pull Chris up by his wrists.

Lisa looked down her body at Chris when he stood. Her partially glazed eyes focused on his face, his mouth and chin looked shiny with her juices. Quickly her eyes travelled down his firm young body to his rampant erection. "Oh my God," she gasped, he looked huge. She knew he was well hung but only now that he was fully erect, and so close, could she appreciate his size completely. Lisa reached down to touch him. Her hand closed over his big purple knob oozing its pre-cum. Chris rested his hands on the inside of her knees, holding them apart. He moved in closer still. A light breeze wafted through the trees intermittently.

They were both oblivious to the three men watching them intently from around the table in the dim light, and certainly unaware that one of them, Larry, was using Lisa's phone to take some photos of their coupling. 

Chris could see his recent ministrations to Lisa's hairless slit had opened her up like a blossoming flower. He watched excitedly as Lisa's hand moved up and down his length several times grasping him firmly. He allowed her to bend his hard cock down, lining him up with her opening. He moved forward slightly and felt his cock-head touch her softly. She then rubbed his knob up and down her pussy roughly, spreading her legs further. He was having trouble containing himself now and began to jab at her tightness in his eagerness.

"Come on...get it in...I want it...fuck it...fuck my little pussy..." Lisa cried desperately, barely able to contain her own excitement any further.

Chris watched her continue to rub herself open with his cock. He could see the combination of their juices slick up his large bulbous knob. He applied some more pressure, then eased before trying again. The thin lips of her inner labia were forced back inside each time he pushed in. Gradually, he began to make some progress. 

When Lisa felt his cock-head enter she reached behind him and grabbed his buttocks with both hands, pulling him in further into her straining entrance. She felt him partially withdraw then drive in harder again. She could feel her tight opening stretching to accommodate his girth with his every urgent thrust. 

Chris could feel her juices flow around his cock as he tapped into her depths further. Her face looked enraptured; she was biting her lower lip; her eyes glazed again.

Amazingly for such a small woman she was coping well. The fucking she had received earlier had no doubt helped too. Chris withdrew almost completely again, the delicate folds of her inner labia wrapped around his shaft and was drawn out, past her smooth puffy outer lips, straining around his girth. Finally he thrust himself in deeply, touching her cervix with the tip of his cock for the first time in her life. Her eyes opened wide at her shock. 

"What do you think?" Chris asked quietly, while gently working himself in and out slowly.

"Umm...it's big..." Lisa mewed softly, her hands gripping the sides of the table to steady herself as he increased his pace. She could not believe what she was doing; she was a married mother of forty-three for God's sake, on a table fucking a young man. But she couldn't deny the fact that she was enjoying it...immensely. 

"Knew ya could do it young fella...she's fucken lovin' it man...give it to her..." Larry finally broke his silence at the scene before him. 

Lisa had her legs up high; Chris had reached around and was tweaking her hard nipples between his thumb and forefingers. He really wanted to suck on them but was unable to bend down close enough without his cock withdrawing partially. He was now thrusting into her vigorously and she was moaning loudly with obvious pleasure. Every now and then a small amount of cum that had been deposited earlier escaped past the tight seal her labia had around his shaft and trickled down between the cheeks of her backside. 

Stumpy took a swig of his beer and prodded his mate Gus. "Told ya, they're all just fucken sluts...as soon as ya get a cock in 'em."

No one noticed what Larry was doing. He had figured out the video recording settings of Lisa's expensive phone and was taking some footage of the couple on the table going for it, making sure he got some shots of their faces. He was even able to sneak a close-up of Chris's weapon as he buried it deep into Lisa's straining cunt. He knew the light was poor and he hoped it turned out clear enough.

Chris knew he was not going to last too long, he hadn't had a fuck in more than three weeks and had also missed out on masturbating the past two mornings. Besides all that, the velvety walls of Lisa's tight pleasure tunnel caressed his sensitive glans continually with his every stroke, driving him nuts. He thought that she was close also; her hips rocked up to meet his every thrust harder now and she was grunting words of encouragement to him.

"Aahh...aahh...oh yeah...that's it... yeah...bang it Chris..." Lisa cried breathlessly. 

Larry timed it perfectly. He watched the young man's hard buttocks flexing back and forth with increased speed and vigour. He could tell the slut was close to coming also. He moved forward closer to Chris, ready.

"What the...hey...what's happening..." Chris cried out in surprise. He was only moments from coming when he had been violently grabbed around the neck from behind. Suddenly he was off balance and felt himself stumbling backwards. His large cock made a popping sound as it slipped out from the grips of Lisa's wet hole. He tripped and as he fell backwards who ever had him twisted him around so he landed face first on the sandy soil.

"Tie her up too," Larry ordered his two friends who were standing slightly bewildered next to the table.

Lisa looked up at the two men in sudden fear unsure of what was happening. Stumpy quickly held her down by her arms as Gus rummaged around looking for the extra rope they had brought along. "Roll her over," Gus sneered, standing back up with the rope in hand, still sporting an erection.

Chris felt his arms roughly secured with cable-ties behind his back. "Why? Why didn't you wait until we had finished...I don't understand?" he asked.

"Youse were both enjoying it a bit too much...she married ya know...not meant ta fuck around when ya married," Larry sniggered sarcastically at the prostrate young man facing the ground beneath him.

Lisa cried out.

Fear gripped Chris's belly; he wondered what was in store for them now? 

* * *

Old Timothy staggered back to his darkened camp. He had appreciated the beer the stranger had given him earlier, but it was all gone now. Usually he had a couple of drunken friends in tow but not tonight, the others had decided to stay on the park bench and sleep it off around at the other beach where they had been for the past few hours. Nicer breeze there, when it was balmy like tonight, they had told him. He knew that was bullshit, it was just because they were too lazy to walk back the couple of kilometres in the dark. 




Beach Folly Ch. 03



"Fuck 'em," he grumbled to himself as he searched his pockets for his cigarette lighter to light the old gas lamp he could just make out hanging nearby. 

Timothy adjusted the knob on the lantern so it cast an even light around his camp. He turned around to survey things and nearly had a heart attack at what he saw. There on his table lay a completely naked woman, a young woman, probably only thirty-five or so, quite pretty with blond hair. She was on her back and looked back at him with equal surprise. 

Timothy's eyes slowly adjusted to the light and he noticed that she had tape over her mouth. He now realised that she was also tied spread-eagled to the four points of his table. 

His eyes drank in her nudity and he licked his lips approvingly. It had been a long, long time since he had seen a woman as attractive as this naked in his presence. He glanced down past her breasts past her navel-ring to her open thighs. He had only seen manicured cunts like that in magazines and he marvelled at the sight of a real one in the flesh. 

"Looks like someone has left me some dinner," he chuckled as he stared at her reddened pussy. "Or is it someone's left-overs?"

Lisa looked up horrified. Please don't let this dirty old man touch me, she wished to herself.

She need not have worried too much. Old Timothy was rarely blessed with an erection these days and as pretty as he thought she was the alcohol reduced his chances even further. She was lucky Timothy's drunken friends had not come back though, neither of them would have had the same problem. 

Timothy admired his find a bit longer. Tenderly he ran his callused hand up along her thigh past her mons Venus and touched the little gold ring protruding from the top of her slit. "Never seen nothin' like that..." he murmured. He felt her skin shudder at his touch. He ran a finger down her hairless slit and caressed her moist folds, slowly peeling her labia apart with his touch. He then noticed a trickle of cum had oozed out and pooled on the top of his table. "Just been fucked too, I reckon, hey missy?" he slurred out loud. 

Lisa struggled against her bonds frantically and tried to scream through her gag. "No not again. Is this why those bastards left me here tied up helpless? To be fucked by some drunken old dero?" she wondered.

Timothy heard a noise from behind. He stopped what he was doing and looked around to see a young man tied to the foot of a tree several feet away. He was also gagged with tape but Timothy could tell he was pissed off. He was a good man at heart and could rarely do any harm to anyone. "Better let 'em go I suppose...see what their story is," he sighed.

* * *

They were both still silent for the moment. The traffic was light at this time of night. Chris finally spoke up when Lisa drove past the entrance to the closest Police Station.

"What are you doing? Why are you going past? Stop! We have to tell the police," he asked, totally confused.

"We can't. No one can ever know," Lisa stated bluntly. "I...I would be ruined if it got out, this in only a small place Chris. What do you think people would think of me? A successful small businesswoman...repeatedly raped after taking a young male friend to the nudist beach. 'She asked for it' they would all say. My whole life would be ruined. I would never get any work here again. My kids would be sneered at in school." She stopped for a breath. "And I don't know what my husband would think." Lisa hesitated a moment. "No one can ever know, Chris, I mean it!" 

She kept driving. "Apart from our feelings and some money stolen we are both unhurt...just forget about it."

"Don't forget about your phone," he reminded her absently.

"I wont...thanks!" She sounded annoyed that he had bothered to mention it.

Chris couldn't believe she could be so cool about the whole event. He looked across at her profile; her face was illuminated by the glow of the dashboard lights. Her face was determined. She was certainly made of stronger mettle than he had previously thought. 

Lisa kept driving, she thought back to old Timothy and their recent escape. After he had released them, he then assisted as they gathered all their belongings and while he watched them dress, Chris had blabbed their story to him. The old man denied knowing their attackers. Timothy then quickly led them back along the winding track to the car park. All he had wanted was a carton of beer in return. She had promised she would come back in a few days with his reward, as the three men had stolen her money and she didn't have her bankcards with her. The cagey old man had insisted on a surety, the only thing of real value she had on her was her gold watch. Lisa would definitely return with his beer, the watch had great sentimental value to her as Dave had given it to her many years ago as an anniversary gift.

"Quick...hand me a tissue out of the glove-box!" Lisa snapped. She felt the trickle run down between her legs and tried to catch it before it stained the upholstery of her new car. She was suddenly reminded of the last act of degrading humiliation that the bastards had put her through. They were nothing more than animals, she thought. After they had dragged Chris off of her the short one had rolled her onto her stomach on the table. Then the younger thickset one pulled her to the edge of the table and had tied her ankles down next to the table legs. Without ceremony he had moved up behind her and quickly penetrated her with his cock, jabbing away several times before complaining that she was all 'stretched'. 

As Lisa drove on she felt the anger rise in her at what happened to her next. They had promised not to if she had taken on Chris, which made it even worse. She tried not to think about it. She didn't want Chris to know either, no one must know. Luckily for her, she thought, he wasn't built like the tall one, or worse, like Chris. Her rapist had pulled out of her pussy and forced himself into her almost virginal anus. All the lubrication from her pussy had greatly assisted his penetration. Lisa tried to console herself that after the initial discomfort it was not all that bad when she was able to finally relax her sphincter muscles. He had used her for nothing more than a receptacle and slammed into her mercilessly before shooting his load as far in as he could go. No man had ever done that to her before!

"I am truly sorry Lisa...it was all my fault..." Chris choked on his words obviously upset.

Lisa looked across at him, she thought he looked like he was about to cry. Poor sensitive Chris, she thought. It should be me crying. She reached over and felt for his hand. He grasped her small hand back.

"It'll be all right Chris," she said soothingly. "You'll be back in your own home in another day. Just put it all behind you." 

Chris felt better at her touch. He sat quietly, enjoying the warmth of her hand. He was suddenly aware of his painfully swollen testicles. He had experienced the symptoms numerous times before. He had the dreaded 'blue balls' syndrome and they needed release. He thought back to their coupling earlier. "She had wanted me in the end, hadn't she?" he asked himself.

"Lisa...can I ask you something?" Chris did not sound his usual confident self.

Lisa hoped he wasn't going to say something about her last ordeal. She had hoped he had been facing the ground still when she was anally raped. She really didn't want to talk about that incident.

"As long as it is not about what happened back there. I want to try and forget about it."

"Mm...ok. No it's not about that. It's more like a favour." He said hesitantly.

"Not another favour Chris, surely?" She looked back over at him. He seemed to be sulking. "All right, what is it?"

Chris looked back over at Lisa. He took a deep breath, what did he have to loose. "Do you think we could...sleep together...maybe tonight...before I have to go home?"

* * *

"Aahh...aahh...oh yeah...that's it....yeah...bang it Chris..." It was about the tenth time Larry had played back the short video clip on the phone he had stolen from their victim the night before. He loved it. 

The three of them were now well on the road to new adventures over West. Maybe find some more sluts to fuck like the good looking old slut they had all fucked at the beach last night. Yeah, that had been a classic. Best one ever!

"Wonder if the old dero and his drunken mates got into her when they got back to the camp?" Gus thought out loud. "She had a fucken tight little arsehole...I gotta tell ya."

"Yeah, so ya keep telling us," Stumpy growled. He had actually been the only one not to fuck the woman properly. Tried to after Gus had her arse and they rolled her back over. But he couldn't get it up again so soon after the head-job she had given him earlier. Pity, he thought. Next time he's going first, maybe.

They pulled into a petrol station and filled the long-range tank to the old four-wheel drive and bought some supplies for the trip ahead using most of the money Larry had stolen from the blond bitch's handbag.

Larry watched the video clip one last time; they would be out of phone range soon so he decided to get on with his plan. His final nasty little plan. Searching through the contact list he quickly found the name 'Dave', he knew it was there 'cause he had checked it out the night before. Stumpy might have been a bad bastard but Larry was an evil bastard. He chuckled wickedly as he bundled the still photos and the video clip together then pressed 'send' selected the recipient 'Dave' from the contact list and finally hit 'send' again. Marvellous thing modern technology, he thought as he observed the 'Sending Message' scrolling across the small colour screen, then he dropped the expensive phone in a waste bin.

* * *

Dave still had another three days to go before he left the isolated community where he had business and headed home. He had spoken to his wife Lisa on the satellite phone the night before as he was still well out of normal mobile phone range. She had told him that she had dropped Chris off at the airport that afternoon and that he had enjoyed his stay immensely and passed on his gratitude. Dave stirred her up about sunbaking with the young Chris and hoped she hadn't teased him too much. Lisa had hinted to him that she 'may have' shown him just a bit too much. Something about that little bikini he had bought her recently, the one she couldn't wear in front of the kids, being transparent when wet! This admission made Dave laugh; he couldn't wait to hear all the details when he got home. He still thought his wife was very attractive and said to her often that she would have no problem 'pulling' a young man if she wanted. He stirred her about it regularly and had tried to encourage her to be a bit more 'provocative' on occasions. Of course he didn't know how he would react if she actually took him up on some of his dares, after all he used to get so jealous if any other man so much as talked to her when they were out at a bar or party somewhere. He liked to think he had matured and could accept a bit of infidelity if it was to happen, however unlikely, he mused. 

After the call Dave thought reflectively that she had sounded a bit strained. He hoped everything was all right at home, he usually made it a habit not to ask as there was little he could do about anything while he was so far from home. Usually something did happened when he was away. Mostly only something minor, like when a snake got into the birdcage once or something like that. Still, her tone left him with an uneasy feeling. He hated that, which was why he preferred not to call too often, better not to know some things, he thought.

Still he was looking forward to seeing her again. The big plus with working away was that the absence always made him horny. He hoped she was up for a 'session' with him when he returned. He certainly was!

* * * * *



Beach Folly



"Your not funny Chris...cheeky young bugger!" Lisa exclaimed reaching down to get a grip on her bikini almost ripping the elastic material in her attempt to pull them back up as Chris relinquished his grip on them.

But Chris didn't care at that moment. Backing away on the warm sand he noticed her grin when she growled at him, and the look in her blue eyes was enough to tell him she wasn't that mad. He had never done anything like it before and was still unsure what had prompted him to act like that. He liked and respected Lisa and certainly had no desire to upset her...too much. She was a friend...nearly old enough to be his mother! It was all just a bit of playful fun he told himself.

Probably the wine. 

"I'm going for a quick dip. Wanna come?" Chris asked, still chuckling as he struggled away from the irate Lisa. She lay there with a frown on her face and her breasts heaving as she wiggled back into her g-string.

"Not likely. Who knows what you might try if you get me in the water!" she snapped, as she glared at him.

"It was only a bit of fun...sorry," he said as he backed closer to the edge of the water.

Lisa watched Chris as he ran the last few metres into the water. She could see he had become...well...excited...to a degree with their playfulness, his large penis swaying from side to side as he backed away. Just before, when his eyes had been firmly fixed on her exposed pussy, she too had an unfettered view of his angry looking cock from up close, the sight of which had made her tingle. It had to be nearly half as long again as Dave's! Why would a young man as handsome as Chris be interested in her she wondered?

After a few minutes Chris had got himself together and his partial erection had subsided. The problem was he kept thinking about Lisa's cute backside and of course that inviting-looking little pussy he had glimpsed briefly. He also remembered how she had parted her legs slightly when he was massaging her. Was she giving him the 'come on' he wondered? Why didn't she go crook at him when he accidentally rubbed against her pussy for that second or two? Chris knew that it was because of this reason that he had become bolder and tore her bikini down.

"Shit, she's forty-three! Married to a good friend of my Dad's. Get a grip for fucks sake!" he told himself. Funnily, he had not thought of her in a sexual way before today. It must have been the tropical sun and being in holiday mode, that...and the wine.

Yes. It had to be the wine!

Chris looked back up the beach to where Lisa was now sitting after straightening up her towel. She was applying more suntan lotion onto the front of her legs. Lisa looked back at him and pulled a face, poking her tongue out cheekily. Then she rubbed some lotion onto her breasts before lying back down, draping her lacy top across her face to keep the sun off. He watched her as she bent her knees up, parting her legs slightly. "Well if she wants more lotion rubbed in I'll be glad too. Maybe even push my luck a bit further," his cock began to swell again at the thought.

Lisa was lost in her own thoughts. She felt like a wicked teenager again. She had never done anything like this since she was married. Here she was, sunning herself on a free-beach, which was one thing, but with a handsome 26-year-old? And then letting him get away with touching her like that! It certainly had surprised her; it had also excited her. She felt a stirring in her sadly neglected pussy at the recent memory of Chris's touch. Lisa lifted the top off her face and looked back down to the water to see what Chris was doing. She loved her husband but he was rarely home these days and when he was sex was usually short and unsatisfying. She had never been unfaithful before, although the opportunity surely had presented itself on numerous occasions and she had come very close. A nice thought crossed her mind; she had no intention of getting too carried away with their young guest, but all the same, to know that she could still have such an effect on a man...a young man...like Chris was good for her ego. She wondered if he was game enough to come back out of the water yet. That thought made her laugh. Maybe a bit more teasing just to teach him a lesson about control, after all it was his idea to come to this beach!

*  *  *

Gus and Stumpy had been watching the couples on the beach for some time now. It was usually good for a perv coming down here. They sat in the shade of a Casuarina tree along the foreshore. Every now and then they would go for a walk along the rippling waters edge and check out the 'talent'. Mostly there were just other men lying on towels by themselves, but occasionally they would see a couple or sometimes a woman on her own sunbaking naked. 

Sometimes the couples seemed to openly flaunt themselves as Gus and Stumpy walked by. Not often, but sometimes. Unfortunately most of the women who did exhibit themselves were not...well...oil paintings, to say the least but they might put on a bit of a show, you know, open their legs wider or even rub themselves up a little. The more attractive women whether on their own or with a partner generally covered their nudity up if they noticed the two pervs walking past. 

Gus and Stumpy usually met another friend down here but he hadn't shown up yet. Gus was a 29 year old labourer of solid build around 5'11". His mate Stumpy was an unemployed no hoper, 37 years old and a stocky 5' 3", he was an angry little man with a bad reputation, Gus was wary of him as was their other friend Larry. Gus knew he probably shouldn't hang around with Stumpy but he felt powerless to cut the ties. Besides, he often had fun with Stumpy, usually at someone else's expense!

Today they noticed a new couple walk onto the beach. A tall young man and a slim woman with a denim mini skirt on, the woman had strawberry blond hair that hung down in waves to her shoulders. Well, her hair was more blond than strawberry in the bright sunlight.

The two men watched the new couple hesitate as they looked around for a spot to go to. It was a bit hard to tell but Gus thought she looked older than the man with her did, maybe in her thirties.

With keen interest the two men watched as the new comers settle in on the sand close to the water. They watched as the couple shared a bottle of wine together. And could see the young man strip his shorts off. When they saw the woman remove her skirt they noticed she kept on what appeared to be a small g-string and her top. They wanted to move closer to get a better look but decided to wait awhile longer.

They didn't have to wait much longer to see the young man remove his boxers and the woman massage oil into him then the woman removed her top and the young man leant over and massaged her back.

Things were hotting up.

Gus and Stumpy were sharing a long neck bottle of beer as they watched intently. They were surprised that the couple had not noticed them perving, maybe the shade camouflaged them they thought. 

Suddenly they saw the woman spring up. They could just make out the young fellow wrestle the woman's bikini down her legs. 

"Fucken' wished we'd been a bit closer," growled Stumpy. "She looks alright from here."

The two men watched as the young man backed away laughing to the water and the woman straighten up again.

"Reckon he might be her young lover?" Gus asked his friend.

"Probably, lucky young cunt," stated Stumpy as he watched the woman applying more suntan lotion to herself.

After finishing off the bottle of beer Stumpy looked on and said to Gus "Let's go an' have a closer look. Maybe she can show us a bit of her cunt too...the slut." 

Stumpy didn't have a high regard for women these days. He had lost everything to his whore of a wife when she left him for another man several years ago. Not that he had much in the first place. Stumpy had forced her onto the game not long after they were married...saved him from working too hard but she got cocky and shacked up with a client who was bigger and meaner than Stumpy. Stumpy hated women who tarted around now. He was always out to prove that they were all the same...no matter what. 

He loved the ones who said no. Give 'em a good fucking and they all end up loving it. They were all sluts, he thought and he liked to treat them so.

*  *  *

Chris saw the two men meandering down towards them before Lisa did. He was still about 50 metres off shore when they approached closer to where Lisa lay. Chris could see that Lisa was still on her back with her legs bent. He thought about calling out a warning to her but didn't want to make a scene.

Chris could see that the men looked rough. Both had heavily tattooed bodies, one was only wearing faded footy shorts while the taller of the two, a muscled young man, had a pair of denim jeans on. They were looking directly at where Lisa lay oblivious to their proximity. 

Lisa lay dreamily; the sun was beautifully warm, a nice Dry Season day, not too hot. The light onshore breeze caressed her skin causing her nipples to harden. The wine had taken full effect on her slim frame and she was enjoying the feeling.

The two men were only several metres away now. They liked what they saw. It was still hard to tell her age with that lacy top covering her face though. They could see she had a gold ring in her bellybutton and a small tattoo of a bluebird on her right thigh. Then Stumpy noticed her left hand draped across her thigh near her almost transparent bikini. The sparkle caught his eye, a wedding ring! She was no saint, thought Stumpy. Just another slut. 

"G'day missus," Gus said to Lisa. They were both leering at her while slowly walking past.

Startled, Lisa opened her eyes and was just able to make out the two men through the lace of her top. She could see them both checking her out from only a couple of metres away.

Gus looked down upon Lisa's near naked form. He could see her nipples standing proud...and he also had a great view of between her legs. He thought the tiny bikini that barely covered her cunt was more exciting than if she had been completely naked! But he still wanted to see more. Maybe this would be the one? He hoped.

"Do you mind!" Lisa growled angrily as she flung the top off her face to glare at the two pervs.

"Not at all," Stumpy sniggered back to her. Now that he had seen her up close with her face uncovered he guessed she was maybe mid to late thirties...maybe even pushing forty. She reminded him of his ex-wife...similar build, although this bitch had nicer tits, probably a tighter cunt too. After six years on the game his ex's cunt would have swallowed the tiny bikini that this woman wore.

Lisa covered her breasts up with her top and quickly closed her legs but it was too little too late, they had seen enough already.

"See ya little lady," Stumpy called sneeringly as they walked past.

"Creeps," Lisa murmured back as they moved on.

Stumpy looked out at the young man walking through waist deep back towards shore. "Yep...he's young alright," he said to Gus. "Bet ya it's not her husband too, the slut."

"Reckon she's a goer?" Gus inquired hopefully.

"We'll see, maybe if that slacker Larry shows up," Stumpy said disdainfully.

*  *  *

Chris approached Lisa who was still sitting up watching the two men walking away across the beach towards the path through the tree line. "You ok? Did they say something to you?"

"It's alright...just gave me a fright...I was nearly asleep. How was the water?" she couldn't help notice that his cock no longer looked as big. "Bit cold?" she asked cheekily.

"Little bit. Do you want to go?" Chris asked as he picked up his towel to dry himself.

"Mmm...not yet. The creeps have gone. And besides we have to finish this second bottle of wine yet. Don't want to waste it." Lisa let her top fall to the sand and reached over for Chris's glass filling it before topping her own glass up and adding a couple of ice cubes. 

"That sounds like a good plan Lisa, thanks," he said as she handed him the glass. "I was a bit worried...they looked like bad news."

"Nah...I've seen worse. Don't forget what your Dad and my husband used to look like before they went all respectful," Lisa added.

She was probably right he thought. "Can't be too sure these days."

Lisa knocked back half of her glass and looked at Chris. "Now I might go for a dip, you coming back in?" she asked moving on from the subject of the pervs.

Chris would have loved to but he felt a bit uneasy. "I'll be right...maybe later."

Lisa didn't want Chris to think she was chickening out of their 'date' early, besides she was in no rush to get home, her son was on an excursion for the next two days and her daughter was staying over at a friends house after gymnastics. She was enjoying the freedom for a change.

Chris watched Lisa as she walked down to the waters edge where the small wavelets lapped the shore. Lisa was exaggerating her walk and swayed her hips from side to side slowly. Chris quickly forgot about the two men. "I think she may be teasing me now," he thought warmly as he admired her pretty, firm round buttocks gyrating nicely.

*  *  *

Larry looked on with the other two; he had not long arrived to the secluded drinking spot amongst the thick undergrowth. They watched through the slight clearing at the couple still down by the beach. Most of the other nudists had gone as it was getting on towards the end of the day.

"So what do ya reckon Larry?" Stumpy asked the tall fit looking man.

"Well you blokes saw her up close, I'm game." He didn't really care too much; the three of them were planning on heading over West any day now anyway...just for a change. A bit of fun before they left sounded good. They had done this once before and it turned out just as Stumpy had said. Maybe all women were sluts as Stumpy reckoned?

"Good. Listen here...this is the plan." Stumpy began to let them in on his scheme.

*  *  *

Leaning back on his elbows Chris watched again as Lisa emerged from her swim. Her hair was still mostly dry; she didn't like to get it wet. He would have loved to gone in swimming with her too, and was close to doing just that when he saw her return. Lisa looked even more confident now, and as she walked back towards their spot on the sand she pulled her shoulders back a little and sucked in he already flat stomach which made her breasts stand out even better. Lisa tried to act nonchalant as she came closer to where Chris was laying. Through the privacy of her sunglasses she was able to check out whether she had had any effect on the young man now that he could see her full frontal. 

"Bit cold?" Chris asked.

"Ha ha..." Lisa said as she correctly guessed his meaning. 

Looking at her breasts he noticed that they barely sagged; not bad for an older woman he thought. Chris wasn't an expert on size but guessed she was about a 'C' cup. He also couldn't help but notice that her nipples were standing out hard as rocks. His eyes drifted down her body, wow! The little patch of white material covering her pussy was now almost completely transparent. Through his sunglasses he looked on closely at her crotch from only a few feet away. Lisa's small slit was quite visible through the thin material and when she was less than an arms length away he caught a glimpse of the outline of what he figured was her 'genital adornment'; a small ring. He felt a stirring in his loins again.

Lisa noticed his gaze as she prepared to lie down. "Are you a perv too?"

"Hope not...but can't blame me for admiring a fine female form can you?"

"Hmm...." Lisa glanced down casually at Chris as she prepared to lay back down and witnessed a sudden reaction to his otherwise limp penis. She smiled back at him knowingly as his cock started to grow; she had managed to tease him again. She almost laughed as Chris quickly rolled onto his stomach. 

They finished off the wine while watching a beautiful sunset and decided that they should go before it got too dark. Lisa couldn't believe how comfortable she now felt semi-naked with this young man. She wondered if she should tell Dave about their little day out. "Maybe...mmm...probably, I don't think he will mind...," she thought to herself as they dressed and packed up.

*  *  *

The pathway back to the car park was gloomy in the fading light. Again Lisa was leading the way slowly and was about halfway to the end. Lisa was thinking that she probably shouldn't be driving as she had drunk a bit too much wine. 

"Get a move on slow coach." Chris appealed as he nearly bumped into her.

Lisa looked back over her shoulder at Chris and blew him a raspberry; at the same time, still feeling a bit cheeky, she bent slightly and flipped her skirt up at the back baring her smooth buttocks. 

Chris's response was lightning fast. Whack! He suddenly smacked her bare butt with his right hand.

"Ouch..." Lisa cried instantly as she jumped forward a quickly.

"Do that again and I'll bite it," Chris threatened playfully. 

"Oooo...sounds good...I might like it," Lisa cooed seductively as she continued to walk slowly down the narrow sandy path.

She was certainly looking forward to the privacy of curling up in her big comfortable bed tonight, then grabbing out her favourite little vibrator from inside the drawer of her bedside table and working on her clit in earnest. Lisa knew she wouldn't last long before her first orgasm, especially if she thought about that big, thick cock of her young friend. Oh...if only she was 10 years younger...and single. 

Lost in her thoughts and quite by accident Lisa dropped her towel and stopped to pick it up. As she bent over Chris could see her skirt raise above her thighs. He thought she was mucking around and again warned her of his intentions to bite her butt if she didn't get a move on. Lisa hesitated while still bending over, her mind was racing; she wasn't really sure what she was thinking, she certainly had no intentions of going too far with him. 

It had to be the wine still!

"Dare ya to," Lisa teased. Her free hand raised her skirt even further and she wiggled her arse at him, ready to jump if he made a move. "Go on big boy, just you try it."

He was looking at her butt and she watched as he moved closer, then he stopped suddenly. "Chicken," she mocked as she noticed his gaze suddenly averted from her.

"Hrmm...Lisa...somebody wants to walk past," Chris stammered as he pointed past her.

Lisa thought it was a trick to get her to look away from him, then...maybe Chris would bite her on the arse. She turned her head around slightly, expecting a set of teeth to clamp down on her trim backside any second. Then she was surprised. She could see some bare feet in front of her. "Oh shit. How embarrassing." She stood up quickly, smoothing down her skirt as she looked at the tall man standing before her blocking the path.

"Sorry," she offered her apology to the stranger. Lisa noticed him staring at her menacingly. He was at least six foot tall, unshaven with dark hair wearing only a tee shirt and shorts. He also had a stubby of beer in his hand. Her heart raced as she went to walk around him.

Suddenly the stranger put his arm out catching Lisa as she attempted to move past. "Hey little lady what's the 'urry," the stranger said as he gripped her around the waist. "I wouldn't mind seeing ya bend over in front of me too honey. Maybe you'd like ta come and 'ave a drink with me an' me mates an' get ta know us better?"

Lisa was horrified. She dropped her belongings in an attempt to push the stranger away. "Do you mind!" she exclaimed sharply. She then felt his hand shoot up under her lacy top and squeeze her breast roughly.

"Hey mate just let us past would you," Chris demanded.

"Fuck you cunt!" the stranger sneered back, as his grip on the struggling Lisa tightened.




Beach Folly



Chris dropped his things and stepped forward ready to intervene, but suddenly he felt an arm go around his throat from behind. He struggled to break free. Then he saw a glint of steel...a knife and he froze. "What the fuck's going on?" he thought bewilderedly. 

*  *  *

Larry's surge of adrenalins still coursed through his veins. He was surprised at how easy it had been. Went just like Stumpy said it would, so far. The woman had been like a little wildcat for a moment, especially when he had dropped his empty stubby and ran his hand under her short skirt, she didn't like that! She quickly quietened down though when he too produced a knife. With a few threats they had fairly easily managed to coerce the pair off the main pathway and onto the little used track that zigzagged towards the camp. So far, so good. 

Funnily they had very nearly changed their minds on who to try and grab. Another couple on the beach had their interest too. Two women, both in their mid thirties. Unfortunately those two had left earlier, about the same time that several other sunbathers were leaving the beach. Stumpy had decided it was too risky. Better to wait for the older slut and her toy boy! She would do nicely, he had said.

Gus had placed cable ties around Chris's wrists, which were behind his back. Both he and Stumpy had a firm grip on the young man's arms as they directed him back to the camp. It wasn't their camp; they had noticed it weeks ago. It was the home of an old dero and some of his piss head mates. Stumpy had given the old man half a carton of beer earlier if he promised not to come back to his 'home' for a few hours. It would do nicely. They could see Larry had his large hand around the back of the woman's neck in front of them. Not far to go now! 

*  *  *

Lisa could see an opening in the thick undergrowth ahead. She was absolutely petrified. Her heart was pounding fast. "What did these men really want?" she thought. "Did they want to rob us...or worse?" She could still hear Chris trying to reason with their tormentors unsuccessfully. She heard him cry out as he was punched in the kidneys. "Oh my God, this can't be happening," she thought as they stepped out into a small clearing.

There in front of her was a lean-to made out of old corrugated iron. The remaining daylight was better here and she could clearly see an old mattress in front of the makeshift shelter. Empty beer cans lay on and about an old solid looking steel-framed kitchen table, a couple chairs sat nearby with other bits of rubbish and discarded clothing lying about. The man gripping her neck pushed her roughly towards the mattress and forced her down onto it. Lisa quickly turned to face her attacker.

"What do you want...I don't have much money...maybe $150 or so...it's yours if you want," she pleaded.

"Yeah...we'll 'ave that too...thanks for offering," Larry sniggered back to her.

Stumpy and Gus forced Chris down onto the ground near a small tree. Stumpy then produced a short length of frayed rope and tied Chris's hands securely to the bole. From out of his pocket came some duct tape, he tore off a small piece and placed it over Chris's mouth. They then directed their attention to Lisa who was sitting nervously on the dirty old mattress next to their friend Larry.

Lisa wasn't stupid, she felt certain she knew what was going to come next. She looked pleadingly at the two men approaching her. "You don't want me...look...let me get to the bank and I'll...I'll get enough money out so you can all get a hooker if you want...that'd be better...I...I don't want to do this...please...don't."

"What, do ya reckon you're to good for us...hey?" questioned Gus. "Maybe don't wanna share what ya been given to ya boyfriend here?" 

Lisa averted her gaze. "He's not my boyfriend."

Larry grabbed her left hand and held it up. The small gold ring contrasted against her lightly tanned skin. "Looks like you're married, hey. He your hubby then?" he asked.

"No!" she quickly responded.

"Looks a bit young for ya anyway...he your fucken toy boy, hey?" Larry continued. "Like a bit a young cock do ya?" he said as he slid his hand down to the hem of her skirt, lifting it up slightly.

"No! We're just friends that's all," she retorted sharply, trying to push his hand away.

The light was fading rapidly now. Lisa could not see Chris as clearly any more. The two other men sat down on the mattress next to her. She felt like crying. The taller one was still trying to get his hand up her skirt and was mauling her neck, his unshaven face rasping against her tender skin.

"So where's your husband?" Gus asked. "Does he know what a little cock-teaser you are to your 'friend' here? We saw ya on the beach flashing yourself to the young fella. Looked like you were planning on becoming more than 'just friends' to me."

Lisa didn't reply. "Please...just let us go," she begged again. 

"Tell ya what...we'll let ya both go...after we've all fucked ya...how's that sound?" Stumpy informed her bluntly.

"Nooo...please...don't do this...please," Lisa cried out forlornly. "You don't want me." 

It was almost completely dark now. Gus fumbled with a cigarette lighter and after rummaging around for a moment lit a small gas lantern that hung from a corner of the lean-to. It illuminated the immediate area around the mattress softly.

Larry pushed Lisa backwards forcing her to lie down onto the mattress. He continued to maul her while trying to force her legs apart with his knee. He had finally managed to pull her skirt up past her hips and was rubbing his big hand over the outside of her bikini.

"Come on bitch...loosen up a little would ya...or do we have to get rough?" Larry growled in her ear. "We can do this the easy way...or...the hard way. Your choice sugar?"

Lisa was trying to push him off desperately. She could see the other two men were just sitting back watching as Larry continued to grope her relentlessly.

"Look I don't want to do this...please just let us go...I don't want to fuck you, any of you," Lisa begged again as she flailed her arms against Larry's back.

"Hold her hands someone...before she scratches me," Larry demanded.

Chris felt helpless as he watched the scene unfolding before his eyes. Even though his wrists were securely tied he continued to struggle with his bonds. He was certain that two of the attackers were the men that had checked out Lisa earlier on beach. Chris had an excellent memory for detail and he was determined to memorise every feature of the three attackers so as to pass it on to the police later. He'd clearly heard their intentions, obviously the three men planned on raping Lisa. He just hoped that she would come to no serious harm in the end. Silently he hoped Lisa backed down soon in case they became violent. 

*  *  *

Larry hadn't had a fuck in weeks, not since the gin they had found drunk outside the old church in town. That had been easy, too easy, just a couple of cans of beer and the black woman had quickly allowed both Stumpy and himself to fuck her while her drunken white 'husband' lay asleep next to her. She had a cunt like a bucket he remembered. He was glad he had decided to wear a condom when he'd fucked her, the dirty slut, he didn't want any diseases. This woman struggling beneath him now was a lot classier he thought, married woman, attractive and slim and clean. Bit older than he was he guessed, but that was all right too. He had already decided that he was going to fuck her 'bare-back', fill her with his hot seed; her feistiness only excited him further.

Lisa couldn't move her arms now, they were being held firmly by the wrists above her head by the shorter man. She still had some fight in her and she resisted the man who now lay over her as he tried to force her legs apart even further. Her top had ridden up past her breasts in the struggle and she could feel someone roughly handling her nipples.

Lisa turned her head sideways and closed her eyes when she felt a hand pull the crotch of her g-string to one side. She continued to clamp her legs as close together as she could when his fingers started to rub her exposed pussy back and forth, parting her outer lips. She felt like crying as finally the strength in her aching legs had begun to wan. The man on top of her was just too strong for her slender body and she could no longer twist about scissoring her legs any more.

Larry liked what he could feel. His erection was rampant. The bitch had almost no hair on her cunt. Her flaps were certainly smooth...and moist! He could also feel the fight in her easing. He forced her legs open further and he moved in closer. Larry struggled to free his cock from his shorts and managed to push his pants down past his buttocks then re-positioned himself. For fucks sake, he just couldn't wait any longer!

She could feel him prodding; then rubbing up and down her slit. Lisa clenched her vaginal muscles as tight as she could to try to prevent him from entering. He had her legs spread wide enough now that she knew it was inevitable. He was going to force himself into her soon. She just hoped he was quick.

Gus could see Larry's bare arse moving around, clenching and unclenching. "Hey, are ya in yet?" he asked excitedly. Gus had never done anything like this before. It all seemed unreal; too easy almost. He continued to play with her tits. He thought she had nice tits, pretty firm and her nipples were surprisingly hard. He hoped Larry came quickly so he could fuck her too. He briefly thought of his girlfriend. He got to root her often, although his girlfriend, even though she was much younger than this woman, was not all that pretty and was she was overweight.

"Relax ya bitch would ya," Larry demanded as he continued, trying to force his cock in. "I'm gonna fuck ya...so ya might as well accept it," he growled into her ear. "She's fucken tight man...I tell ya...but not for long...I'll soon loosen her up," he said to Gus.

Lisa felt his fingers rubbing her open further. She almost cried out when he pushed a digit into her vagina. He finger fucked her roughly for a few moments, her tense muscles relaxed slightly at the discomfort it caused. Larry withdrew his slick finger and held his hand up near Gus's face for him to smell. Her muskiness permeated the close air. Gus chuckled knowingly; soon it would be his turn. Larry moved his hand back down to his cock and again prodded her tight opening. He could feel her resistance breaking down. A fraction at a time Larry worked his large purple knob into her, his foreskin stretched back down his shaft with the friction. 

Lisa felt his breath on the side of her face. He smelt strongly of stale beer. She was well aware of his large cock-head as he worked it into her further, she tried to twist her hips sideways to inhibit his progress. Larry withdrew his cock and took another jab at her soft opening. He could feel her juices and his pre-cum lubricating the opening of her tight passageway nicely. Larry reached down her leg with his right hand and grabbed her from behind the knee. He then he forced her leg to bend upwards and spread her thighs even further apart. That was probably going to be enough now.

"Just relax...your gonna like this...aren't ya...hey?" he murmured into her right ear as he flexed his buttocks forwards again. 

"Nooo...arg...mmm...nooo..." Lisa moaned. She could feel his progress, gradually he was entering her deeper. With her leg up like that she could no longer stop him. He hesitated momentarily then pulled out nearly all the way before he ground himself back into her, easier this time, his veiny shaft was lubricated by her juices he had finally tapped into. It was the first time in many years that someone other than her husband Dave had screwed her. She tried not to notice the size difference; this man was definitely above average, that she was certain.

"Yeah that's it bitch...not so bad...is it...hmmp..." Larry said to Lisa as he finally thrust his whole length in to her moistened slit. "She's fucken hot...man...I'm in...all the way...ooh yeah..." He stated to his friends as he slowly began to fuck her.

*  *  *

Chris tried not to look. He couldn't believe what he was witnessing. The tall man lying between Lisa's thigh had pulled up both of her legs from behind the knees and was now obviously screwing her. Chris heard the other two men laughing and egging their friend on as he took long hard thrusts into his unwilling victim. Chris's anger was immense but he was still powerless to stop the assailants from continuing their assault. 

He just hoped Lisa would be all right. He could only barely make out any sound coming from her as the man above her thrust himself relentlessly into her unwilling body. Chris heard the noises of her flesh slapping with every stroke, and the sound of her juices squelching. Then he could just faintly make out her groans as her breath was almost forced from her lungs with exertion that coincided with the rapists' efforts. Chris wanted to cry out for them not to hurt her but his taped mouth prevented even that small act of defiance.

*  *  *

Lisa could feel the man's pace increase. She knew he must've been close to coming. She was glad he had not taken too long, it had maybe been only a few minutes or so. His breathing now became more rapid; he had raised himself up and was trying to put her legs up even higher so that they rested on his shoulders to aid his penetration. It was almost painful for her. His length just went in too far and she struggled to lower them. She looked up at him and could see his head pulled back in utter pleasure as he grunted with each stroke. Lisa was also vaguely aware of her own groans coming involuntarily every time he rammed into her straining pussy hard.

"Please...argh...don't...uh...cum...in meee..." Lisa pleaded almost breathlessly between his forward thrusts.

This request only spurred Larry on. As if he wasn't going to fucken cum in the slut, he thought. "Yeah...sure...no worries..." he sniggered at her, ramming into her faster, his pleasure intensified.

Within a few more moments he was coming. "Oh yeah...hmmm...oh fuck ... yes..." Larry groaned loudly as he started to ejaculate, grinding himself into her hot little cunt, the pressure in his balls finally being eased. 

Lisa closed her eyes tightly; she felt the man's cock grow even larger as he shot his seed deep inside her vagina. "You bastard...nooo...don't.... mmm...please don't..." she moaned softly, thrashing her head from side to side. She was barely aware that Gus's mouth was now clamped firmly on her nipple sucking noisily. Stumpy still had a hold of her wrists in one hand and was caressing her other breast and pinching her nipple.

Larry's orgasm finally subsided. He allowed Lisa to lower her legs to a more comfortable position and collapsed on top of her. He still had his cock in her and was savouring the after-effects of his orgasm. She was good. Yes, nicest little cunt he had fucked in a long time. All the fight had gone out of her in the end, he thought. Larry looked down at his cock still buried in her pussy. Even in the dim light of the lantern he could clearly see the narrow patch of pubic hair above her clit, her skirt was bunched up above her hips and her white g-string bikini was pulled to one side. She looked a bit more 'accommodating' now he thought. His mates shouldn't have any trouble getting their cocks in her now. 

"Come on man...my turn...ya wanna get up off her now, or ya fallen in love with the slut?" Gus asked eagerly.

Larry slowly removed his softening cock while he looked at Lisa's face. She had turned her head to the side again and was grimacing with her eyes firmly shut. Larry looked back down at her splayed pussy and noticed something glint in the flickering light. 

"Have a look at this," he said. He had discovered Lisa's piercing. A small gold ring was now plainly visible in her clitoral hood. "Hey buddy...don't think your girlfriend here is all that innocent. Did ya know she's got a ring in her cunt?" Larry said as he looked over at the darkened figure of Chris by the tree. "She's all shaved up like a porn star too! Reckon she's a whore?" Larry knew this was no worn out old cunt, it was almost like new still, he thought. In the light he could see the very faint outline of an old caesarean scar. "Her cunt's not even big enough for kids," Larry mused to himself. 

Lisa brought her knee up slowly as Larry got off her in an attempt at some modesty. She felt embarrassed that Chris had witnessed her degradation. He was only a few feet away from her and she guessed he had seen everything.

"He can't answer you Larry, he's got tape over his mouth," Gus informed him. "Oops, fuck I'm sorry." Gus just realised he had called Larry by name. Luckily Larry didn't seem to notice. He was adjusting his shorts and moving over to where Chris lay.

"Wanna have a look at your girlfriends cunt now mate?" Larry asked Chris as he tore the tape off his mouth. "Hold her legs open," he called to his friends.

Gus thought it was funny. He grabbed Lisa's right ankle and Stumpy, still holding her wrists in one hand reached down and gripped her other leg and together they forced her legs apart.

"Go on young fella...have a look. Look at that pretty little pussy. Bet you'd like some of that, hey?" Larry sneered as he gripped Chris's face and turned his head towards Lisa's spread thighs. 

Chris tried to avert his gaze but inexplicitly he did look over at her. Curiosity had got the better of him and he couldn't help it. Lisa's bikini was still pulled to one side and he could just make out the gold ring in her clit; one of the other men was pulling on it. There was also a small amount of cum dribbling from her now puffy looking pussy. 

"You like it too, don't ya?" Larry asked coarsely. "Like ta have a turn too, wouldn't ya punk?"

Chris felt the man reach down to his shorts and grab his cock through the material. He was surprised at himself. He was getting hard.

"Be a good boy and we might let ya fuck her too." Larry promised.

"She's my friend. I wouldn't dare." Chris looked away from the scene before him again. Larry squeezed his cock hard, laughing evilly before he let go and moving back over to the mattress again.

Lisa had just heard the short exchange between Larry and Chris, surely the bastard wasn't serious she thought. "Can you let my wrists go now? They're hurting," she asked firmly. Lisa was now resigned to her fate with these three men and the sooner the other two did it with her the sooner she hoped both Chris and herself could go. 

*  *  *

Gus had moved down between Lisa's legs. He wanted her naked. She wasn't struggling any more so he reached up her thighs and hooked his fingers into her bikini bottoms and started to pull them down. Surprisingly, she lifted her hips off the mattress as he eased them down further. Lisa didn't see the point in having them ripped off her now she thought. He brought them down all the way and took them off her ankles, then raised them to his face and sniffed them.

"Yummo," Gus commented as he inhaled the aroma deeply before he discarded them to the side. He looked down to her pale cleft where the sun had never touched, just a tiny triangle of white skin between her honey brown legs. His erection was throbbing at the beautiful sight. He then went for her short skirt and after undoing the buttons and small zipper removed it from her also, again Lisa had aided him by raising her backside a few centimetres. She now only had on her top and that was still pulled up above her heaving breasts. Oddly when Gus told Stumpy to pull it off her she resisted and asked if she could keep it on. Stumpy just laughed at her and roughly grabbed her top and started to force it off. When Lisa realised fighting it was pointless and would probably mean her top would be torn from her. Reluctently, she raised her arms and allowed her final piece of clothing to be removed.