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 ï>¿Laura 04 - Laura's Public Exposure by WolfyLikes

   Darren leaves Laura alone in public.

   Continued from Laura's Viagra Party...

   Darren and I both had a few weeks off university at the moment, we were
in between term times.  He'd come back down to stay at my house for the
three weeks we had together before he'd need to return up north.

   We were lying naked in bed, relaxing after another sex session, Darren
spooning me while running a finger up and down my back, teasing me by
touching right by my arsehole then moving his hand back up to my shoulder
blades, tracing imaginary lines across my back.

   "Is this getting me to watch you fuck other men going to be a regular
occurrence now?" he suddenly said.

   It had been a couple of weeks since I'd seduced Jim and Alfie into
thinking I was injured, then fucking them while Darren watched via the
laptop.  A few weeks before that I was supposed to be a stripper for
Darren's roommate Dean and ended up fucking him after seeing his big cock.
Even though Darren had admitted to liking it, his bringing the subject up
shocked me.

   "I hadn't thought about it," I replied, trying to act as innocent as
possible, "but I don't need to with you here now."

   "What about if you do so again, but under my terms this time?" he
continued.

   I was intrigued.  I did enjoy sex a lot, and since the incident with the
security guards I had been conjuring up plans and schemes where I might get
caught, and hopefully punished.  Being used by the three of them, in turn,
had been an amazing turn-on.  My plans didn't always involve Darren
watching, however.  I'd thought at first the excitement had been him
knowing, but I'd realised now that I'd have enjoyed each incident whether
Darren had been watching or not.  Teasing and then fucking Dean, then Jim
and Alfie, made me realise that I'd not given Darren too much thought at
the time.

   "Did you have something in mind?" I asked inquisitively.  My mind was
racing at the prospect.

   "Yes, actually we'll do it tonight.  I need to go out this afternoon to
get something, we'll eat earlier then go out."

   Darren wouldn't tell me what he had planned.  He went over to my
underwear drawer and took out a white lacy thong and a matching bra, which
was strapless.  He also got out a pair of white holdup stockings, telling
me I had to wear these but could wear anything over the top of them, jeans
and a t-shirt if I wanted.  I'd always had a decent suntan, and had been
topping it up after the last week of glorious sunshine, so knew the white
undies would be a good contrast against my skin.

   Darren got up and dressed, and told me he'd see me later.  He still
wouldn't say where he was off to.  He'd barely left the house before I was
fingering myself in anticipation.

   He returned a few hours later, saying he'd left some things in the boot
of his car.  We ate, then around 7 pm, he told me to go and get ready.  I
put on the underwear eagerly and decided to wear a summer dress and a pair
of white heels.  We got in the car and drove for about thirty minutes, then
pulled into a park in the middle of a housing estate, and drove along the
narrow road that ran alongside some train tracks.

   There was a rough car park a little further on where Darren parked up.
He went to the boot and took out a small backpack.  He still wouldn't give
me any clues as to what we were doing there.  We walked along a pathway
that led between trees, walking away from the way we'd drove in.  Darren
was looking all around him as we walked and, looking up as a train passed
nearby, stopped and paused.

   "Ah, perfect," he said.

   He left the path and walked towards the train tracks, then stopped by a
large tree.  We were about thirty yards from the pathway, the other side of
the tree was clear until the tracks, which were about another fifty yards
away.

   Darren looked up at the tree, there was a tree branch about fifteen feet
up that was quite thick, and angled up alongside the tree trunk.  He fished
something out of the backpack, and threw it in the air, holding on to the
other end.  It went over the branch the first time of asking, and when he
caught it again I noticed it was a thick chain.  Each end had something
leather looking on it.

   Darren pulled on the chain to make sure the branch wouldn't move or
snap, and when he was happy told me to take off my dress.  My mind was
racing as I slipped the dress to the floor, then he beckoned me to him. 
The leather parts were cuffs to go on my wrists.  He fastened one, then to
do the other I had to raise my arms above my head.  Darren fastened it,
then asked me to try moving about.  I could walk, but only for five steps
before the chain was too taut and stopped me.

   "Perfect, couldn't be any better," Darren exclaimed.

   "So, how long will I be fastened here then?" I asked.

   "I haven't decided yet, it depends how the night pans out," he replied.

   He had a mischievous grin on his face as he walked over and kissed me
hard, rubbing my pussy and tweaking my nipples as he did so.  I moaned
softly.  He stepped back, put his hands behind my back, and undid my bra
which fell to the floor.  Before I'd realised, he tore down my thong and
pulled it off my ankles.

   I was standing there, naked except for my heels and stockings, my
breasts accentuated by my arms being raised.  I was exposed and could do
nothing about it.  I could feel my pussy leaking juices at the prospect of
what might be next.

   I didn't expect Darren to pick up my undies and dress and start to walk
away though!

   "Where are you going?" I asked him.

   "Don't worry, I'll be close enough to watch after I've put these in the
car," he smiled broadly as he continued to walk away.

   This wasn't quite what I had in mind, or what I thought Darren might
have planned.  Leaving me alone, where anybody could find me.  I know he'd
said about me fucking strangers, but I at least thought he had someone in
mind.  Anyone could find me like this, and at the back of my mind even if I
didn't like the look of them, and said no, would they listen and still have
sex with me?

   It seemed like an eternity since Darren walked off.  I kept looking out
for him, but couldn't see him.  I looked at the sky, I didn't have my watch
on so guessing from the time we'd set out, and the position of the sun in
the sky reckoned there were around ninety minutes until the sun started to
set and it would get darker.  How long was Darren going to leave me here I
wondered.

   I heard a noise and tried to work out what it was, the noise was getting
louder like it was getting closer.  I moved behind the tree as much as the
chains would let me, trying to hide from the path, just as a train went
past.  Anyone looking through the windows would have gotten a great view of
my naked ass.  I felt my insides tingle.  The thought of people seeing me
like this was turning me on.

   I'd heard no noise for a while except for the wind, and an occasional
bird overhead.  That almost silence was broken by the sound of a dog
panting.  I tried to work out where the sound was coming from, it didn't
sound like from the path.  I turned and looked, and saw a middle-aged
couple walking their dog alongside the train tracks.  I'd been moving about
so that my legs wouldn't cramp, and as the couple got level with me my heel
snapped a twig underneath me.  A loud crack rang out, and the female member
of the couple looked right in my direction.

   They were closer to the train tracks than they were to me.  I saw the
lady look towards me a few times like she was checking what she was seeing
was correct.  Next thing I knew she had handed the dog's lead to the man
and was hurriedly walking towards me, breaking into a jog as she got
closer.

   "Are you okay?" she shouted out.

   Her mouth dropped open as she got close enough to realise my undressed
state.  She turned and looked behind her, he hadn't followed her but was
standing still with the dog, seemingly oblivious.  I followed her gaze
upwards and saw her mouth drop open a little as she saw the chains.

   "Has someone done this to you on purpose?" she asked.  "Is this some
kind of revenge?" she said, her voice sounding startled, worried even.

   "My boyfriend's idea," I told her, trying to sound as calm as possible
as I saw her taking a lot of notice of my exposed lower half.  "It's more
of a dare, to be honest."

   "A dare?  You mean he wants you to be found like this?  But you could be
found by anyone, what about if they wanted sex with you?" she blurted out.

   "I think that's the general idea, he likes to watch me with other men,"
I answered.

   Her husband had wandered over to join us after seeing his partner and me
having a conversation.  I could see him shooting nervous glances at her as
he looked me up and down.  He didn't know where to look, spending equal
time looking at my pert breasts, my stockinged legs, or trying to see
between my legs.  I opened them slightly to tease him.  Being found by them
had excited me.

   "Even if it was someone like him, what about if he was on his own?" she
said, pointing in his direction.

   "Well I've fucked older and worse looking guys than him anyway," I said,
calling her bluff.

   "See John, she'd fuck you, even if she is tied to a tree and not in a
position to stop you."

   John slightly blushed, obviously not knowing what to say, what would be
the correct answer.

   "Would you John?  Would you have stopped and fucked her if I'd stayed at
home tonight?" she teased him.

   John shrugged and told her he probably wouldn't have done so.

   "Are you mad, look at her?  She's beautiful.  She has an amazing body.
I'd have fucked her if you weren't here," she gloated at him.

   "My husband's watched me with other women before, but always in the
privacy of our own home," she told me by way of an explanation, "and
although he enjoyed it I've never been able to persuade him to fuck another
woman in front of me.  A few have offered though, but he's always reluctant
to.  He draws the line at me sleeping with other men though."

   "I'd feel awkward Joan, with you watching me," John said.

   "Nonsense, unzip yourself now," Joan instructed him.

   John nervously looked around, checking if anyone was looking, even
though I was virtually naked right by them.  He fastened the dog's lead
securely around a tree, then he unzipped his trousers, undid his belt, and
pulled his trousers and pants down his thighs, revealing a very nice
already erect cock.

   "See, you're already hard just thinking about it," Joan teased him.

   Joan noticed me looking at John's cock longingly.

   "Have you been with women too?" she asked.

   "Not really," I told her, remembering Marie and Jane.  "I've had sex
with men while other girls have been in the room, but we didn't get into it
ourselves."

   "So what about John?  Would you like his cock?  Because I'd really like
to see that."

   I didn't get a chance to answer out loud as she traced her finger down
my stomach and between my legs, straight to my clit.  I nodded to say yes.
Joan told him to remove his trousers and pants completely and come over to
us.  She grabbed a hold of his cock, and ran it up and down my stockings, a
trail of damp pre-cum tracing where he'd been.  She then parted my legs a
little more and used the end of his cock to rub at my clit.  I threw my
head back and groaned in ecstasy.

   Joan put her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me to her, sliding
her hot tongue down my throat.  John's hands were kneading my breasts and
tweaking my nipples while Joan continued to rub him between my legs.

   "Didn't you say he liked to watch you?  Where is he then?" she paused
long enough to ask me.

   "I don't know, and at this very moment, I don't really care.  He's
probably somewhere close though, and if not that's his problem" I panted.

   Joan told John to go behind me and while he did she took off her top and
bra.  Her breasts were really big, they must have been around a DD cup, and
she had huge stiff nipples.  She knelt on the floor in front of me, I could
feel her hot breath on my thighs.  Reaching between my legs, she guided
John's cock to my pussy, and watched closely as he sunk his length into me.
I groaned loudly, so Joan stood up and went back to kissing me, rubbing our
nipples together as she did.

   John's hands were on my back, trying to push me forward as much as the
chains would allow.  Joan squatted in front of me, this time her head went
between my legs as she started to lick my clit, trying to coincide with
John's thrusts.  She'd undone her jeans by now, and slipped them down to
her ankles, and I could see her hand working on herself.

   John started thrusting quicker, and I heard Joan mumble something to
him. She licked me ever quicker until my orgasm rushed through me.  This
tipped John off, and he went as long as he could before withdrawing and
shooting his load over my arse and stocking tops.  Joan went behind me, and
when I felt a tongue cleaning the sperm off me, assumed it was her and not
John.  She must have carried on playing with herself, as her orgasm came
and she cried out before John put his cock in her mouth to keep her quiet.

   I stood as still as possible, the chains probably stopping me from
lurching over as my legs were shaking.  Joan and John both dressed, and
John undid the dog's lead.

   "Do you want us to call out for your boyfriend before we leave?" Joan
asked.

   "No, I'm sure if he's about he'll come over when you've left," I told
her.

   Joan wrote something on a scrap of paper, and folded it and put it in my
stocking top.

   "Just in case you're around in the future and you fancy a repeat," she
said, smiling at me.  John said thank you as they walked off.

   I waited a few minutes waiting for Darren to appear, but he didn't.  I
started to wonder if he was actually about or not.  I waited for about ten
minutes before calling quietly for him.  I got no answer, nor did he
approach me.  A few minutes later I heard footsteps coming from the
pathway, the sounds of the leaves and twigs seemed loud after the previous
quietness.  The footsteps stopped not far from me.

   "Darren, is that you?" I called out.

   "Paul, how long does it take for you to have a piss?" a male voice
further away shouted.

   A body came into view.  A man appeared from behind a nearby tree,
presumably where he just been urinating.  He stopped and stared at me.  He
looked about the same age as me, in his early twenties.

   "What's up Paul, have you found some porn or something?" The first voice
shouted.

   "Oh, much better than that, come and look, Pete," he shouted back at the
first voice.

   A few seconds later a second guy appeared, around the same age as the
first.  His mouth dropped open as he saw me, he quickly took out his phone
and started taking pictures.

   "What are you wasting time taking pictures for Pete, she's here in front
of us, served up on a plate," Paul said, moving to me and rubbing at my
breasts.

   "She might not want to, but I'm damn sure I'm having something to
remember," Pete replied.

   "Listen to her whimpering as I play with her nipples, she's loving it.
She'd love to have us both play with her wouldn't you love?" Paul retorted.

   "I might, but I'd need to see if you meet my expectations first," I told
him.

   Paul didn't hesitate, stepping back and removing his t-shirt in one
quick sweep.  His upper body was very muscled, he smirked as he flexed his
chest muscles up and down, seeing my eyes transfixed on him.

   "Nice body," I told him, "but it's not much good if downstairs doesn't
match up is it?"

   Again he didn't need a second invitation.  Both of the guys were wearing
shorts, both had interesting bulges in them.  Paul hooked a thumb into both
sides and pulled his shorts down, and kicked them off his ankles, and stood
facing me wearing just his trainers and a huge smile.  His semi-erect cock
pointed towards me, around seven inches long.  I licked my lips.

   "Your turn now Pete, or are you going to be boring and just take
pictures?" I taunted him.

   Pete was a little more reserved, looking around and making sure nobody
else was close.  He pulled off his top too, he was muscled but not quite as
big as Paul.  I eagerly anticipated him removing his shorts too if he
almost matched Paul down there too.  I wasn't disappointed.

   Pete took off his shorts to reveal himself.  His cock was fully erect,
jutting up towards his belly button, and bigger than Paul's, around ten
inches long.  Although longer, it wasn't as wide as Paul's was.  My stomach
still churned though, I was going to enjoy these.

   "You guys go to the gym then you both look pretty buff," I asked.

   "Yeah," answered Paul, "we're just on the way home from there now
actually."

   "You have enough energy for a second workout then?" I teased.

   I beckoned them over and stood them either side of me, and started
stroking at their cocks.  When Paul was fully erect he wasn't much shorter
than Petes.  I stroked them slowly, them both leaning forward to take a
nipple each into their mouths.  Pete's hand had been rubbing along my
stockings, then he placed it between my legs and rubbed along my wet slit,
slowly and deliberately.  Paul's hand went behind me, squeezing my arse
cheeks and pulling them apart, the fresh breeze against my arsehole was
nice.

   He'd occasionally let his finger slide along to the entrance to my arse,
and getting no resistance put his middle finger to his mouth, got as much
saliva on it as possible, placed it back to my arsehole and pushed.  He
slid the tip in and paused.  I tilted my head back and told him not to
stop. He withdrew his finger, rubbed it along my pussy a few times, then
slid it into my arse again.  It went in a little easier now, and I spread
my legs a little further, feeling his whole finger slide in and out of me.

   "Oh you like that don't you, you want more than one up there do you?" He
asked.

   I nodded, unable to form speech with the pleasure running through my
body.  He rubbed at my pussy again, then went straight for three fingers. I
think he was surprised at how fairly easily they slipped up there.  I
wasn't, as much of my dildo play at home now was anal or double
penetration, seemingly training for moments like this.  Pete coincided with
Paul pushing three fingers up my arse with pushing three fingers into my
pussy, his thrusts matching Paul's.

   He was getting rougher with the breast he was playing with, biting and
pulling my nipples with his teeth.  I looked down, and noticed lovebites
all over my right breast where he had been mouthing it, my nipple looked a
very angry dark colour.  He moved his mouth, and using his free hand
slapped me across the breast, a shot of pain cascading through my nipple.
He did it again, as he noticed the look of pleasure on my face after he'd
done so.

   He nodded to Paul who saw what he was doing and started doing the same
to my left breast.  I had visions of Steve the security guard smacking my
arse while he fucked me, the pain almost unbearable but the pleasure
straight after making up for it.  I knew I was very close to coming.  My
body started to shake, and my pussy squirted juice all over their hands. 
Pete continued to finger me, making my squirts go everywhere, Pete just
kept his hand still as my arse contracted around his fingers.

   They gave me a minute to regain control of my body, then Pete started to
claw at the wrist cuffs, trying to get them off.

   "Where are the keys?" he asked, "Need to get you down so you take me in
your mouth," he said.

   I had more memories of my liaison with the security guards flood into my
head.

   "You're bothered about my mouth when this dirty filthy slut is in front
of you helpless, her pussy and arse ripe for the taking?" I told them,
remembering that kind of talk was what the security guys liked.

   Paul and Pete looked at each other, and big grins shot over their faces.
Pete walked over to me, crouched down a little as he was taller than me,
and rubbed his cock across my pussy lips, trying to force it in.  The angle
wasn't right, so he placed his hands under my knees and pulled them
upright, his cock nudging against my opening.  He lowered me slowly until
the tip was in, then suddenly dropped me so his full length went right in.
I yelped until I got used to how long his cock was.

   Pete moved his hand further until the backs of my knees were supported
on his elbows, his arms bent to keep me in place.  His pace was slow and
deliberate, making sure I felt his entire ten-inch length up me.  Paul had
Pete's phone and was adding to the photo collection of the evening.  After
about ten minutes he told Pete he wanted a go now.

   Pete slid out of me, and his friend replaced him.  Paul grabbed my legs
also but placed my ankles on his shoulders so he could pull on my nipples
with his free hands.  His cock didn't reach as far into me as his friend
but was still big, and he stretched me more with his cock being much
fatter. He fucked me hard for about thirty seconds, then slowed his pace
right down to almost still for thirty seconds, then repeated the process. I
was moaning so loud I thought I'd have a lot of visitors soon.  It was
probably just as well we were far enough away from the nearest houses.

   Paul had about ten minutes also before Pete told him to let him back in.
He went and stood behind me, rubbing at my pussy and using the wetness to
lube his cock up again.  His fingers went to my arse, and he roughly thrust
three fingers up me.

   "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, that feels good," I cried out, "Shove your
cock up there, fuck my arse hard," I ordered him.

   He quickly removed his fingers, placed his cock on my arsehole by
crouching, then thrust up me by straightening up.  I shouted out very
loudly, the sound vibrating across the night sky.  Pete paused, then
started to fuck my arse, trying to get used to me gripping him.

   "Harder, fuck me quicker," I cried out.

   He quickened his strokes, I knew I was close to coming so told Paul to
rub my clit.  The feel of Pete reaching right up into my arse with his long
cock was unreal, and I gripped him really tightly as my orgasm came, and I
squirted over Paul's hand.  Pete slowed his thrusts right down, then told
Paul he needed to feel how tight my arse was before he came up me.

   Paul picked up my legs again by gripping my thighs from behind so he was
holding the font of my thighs, and moving me until his cock was by my arse.
He pushed forward slowly and deliberately, feeding more of his cock into me
each time.  His cock being so much fatter made me feel each one of the
veins on his cock inside me, each subsequent movement heightened the
pleasure I felt as he filled me and stretched my willing arse.

   Once he was right in, he started to fuck me as if his life depended on
it.  Pete was lying on the floor taking pictures from underneath, his large
erect cock teasing as it reached towards me, the chains stopping me from
dipping down and taking him in my mouth.

   "You know what this little slut would like right now?" I shouted out,
"if you'd make her feel really dirty and used, and fuck both of her holes
at the same time."

   Pete got the message and stood in front of me.  Paul stopped moving
while Pete took hold of his cock and pushed it into my pussy.  Oh my god,
that felt amazing.  I could almost feel their cocks touching inside me. 
Both now holding my legs, they proceeded to start lifting and lowering me
as they stood still, their cocks almost leaving my body before I was then
fully filled again.

   I was now regretting being chained up, only because I wanted to ride
them both hard, and the chains restricted that somewhat.  The guys almost
read my mind, as they took it in turns for one to keep still with their
cocks filling me, while the other thrust rapidly into me.  I went into a
daydream of pleasure, I could have been anywhere as I concentrated on the
feeling of their cocks and lost any thought of my surroundings.

   I came back to reality as I felt them both withdraw from me.  I was a
little disappointed until I realised they were just swapping over, Paul now
in front of me and Pete up my arse.  They continued what they were doing
just, and not long after I could feel an orgasm welling up inside me.

   "I want you both to come up my arse.  I want to know what it feels like
to have two lots of come dripping from me," I ordered them.

   I told them both that I wanted the one in my pussy to keep me plugged
while the other fucked my arse hard, then when they'd come to swap over,
the one who'd come in my arse to plug my pussy while his friend filled my
arse also.

   They stayed where they were, Paul stood still and held my legs while
Pete got some leverage from behind me by gripping my breasts tightly.  He
built up such a furious rhythm that Paul had trouble holding us still.  The
grip on my breasts got tighter and tighter as he got closer to coming, and
when he did so his cock seemed to grow an extra couple of inches.  We cried
out in unison as Pete came in me, thrust after thrust as he made sure to
fully empty every drop of his semen up me.

   Once he knew he'd finished coming, the guys swapped places.  Paul
eagerly thrust his cock up me and waited for Pete to slide his cock up my
pussy.  His cock was still erect despite just coming.  Paul grabbed my hips
while fucking my arse, making sure to enjoy the moment.  Pete started to
slap at my breasts again, the pain and pleasure through my nipples were
beautiful.  Both my breasts were bright red now where he had been kneading
and slapping them.

   Paul seemed to realise I was enjoying this and started to slap my arse
cheeks as he thrust into me.  I was enjoying it, and a little more than I'd
expected, as I announced I was nearly coming again and for Paul to come as
quick as he could.  He started thrusting at me almost violently, fucking my
arse so hard it felt like I'd be split in two, but it felt really good, his
fat cock sending shockwaves through my body.

   He finally came, and came, and came.  There was loads of it.  I felt
like I'd been flooded.  With his cock still in my arse, and Pete still in
my pussy, I quickly rubbed at my clit and tipped myself over the edge,
having one of my biggest and best orgasms yet.

   Paul and Pete withdrew and slumped to the floor.  Paul remarked that
we'd made that much noise he was surprised nobody else had turned up.  I
could feel both lots of their semen flowing out of my arse and down my
legs, soaking my stockings.  My breasts were red raw and covered in
lovebites, my pussy gaping and an angry red colour after the furious
pounding it had taken.  Pete took a few pictures of my come covered arse
and the guys both dressed,

   Paul asked if there was anything they could do before they both left and
unless he found the key to the wrist cuffs I told them there wasn't. 
Despite both taking advantage of me, they seemed reluctant to leave me
there.  I assured them I'd be fine, and they wandered off.

   It was dark by now, and now alone again I was starting to feel the night
chill.  The guys had been gone for about five minutes when a figure
appeared through the trees.  It was Darren.

   "I watched the guys finish with you, then I had to get your clothes from
the car.  Have you enjoyed your evening then?" he said with a grin.

   I told him that I had, and asked if he'd been watching the whole night.
He held up his hand, which was holding a hand camcorder.  Not only had he
been watching, but he'd also recorded the whole event to watch again.

   He undid the wrists cuffs and had to support my weight, my jelly legs
wouldn't take my weight just yet.  He pulled my dress over me and helped me
towards the car.

   Once inside and driving home, he told me he couldn't wait to watch the
video and relive the night.

   I couldn't wait to relive it also, but Darren didn't know that I'd
hardly thought about him being there tonight and realised that I didn't
need him there watching, and was planning another evening with strangers,
this time without his consent --