I leave the bar late one night, my shift was long and the drinkers were plentiful. Sexual thoughts fill my mind, but alas tonight I will spend alone. I enter the house, dropping my things on the sofa and kicking my shoes into the corner.

I strip off my clothes as I walk to the bathroom for a nice hot shower.

I leave the lights out, no need for the neighbors to know I'm up, they would only come to talk. Still wet from the shower, I slip into my robe. Walking down the dark hallway, as I pass the extra bedroom, someone grabs me from behind.

A blindfold goes over my eyes, and a voice whispers in my ear, "Don't make a sound or you will regret it.

" My body tenses and I start to tremble. Something about the voice is familiar, but I can't quite place it. "I won't tie you up if you do exactly as I say.

" I agree.

I feel myself being led out the back of the house and placed into a van.

I hear two people moving around me, but only one has spoken.

My fear of the unknown keeps me from trying to get away. The van starts and I feel a needle quickly jab my arm. As I am falling rapidly asleep, I hear another voice say" That will hold her until we get to the cabin." Later when I awake, I am laying on a large soft bed, my robe is gone. I am still blindfolded.

I hear voices, "She's coming to, we can begin now.

" "Do not attempt to remove the blindfold.

You will not be hurt if you cooperate fully." Somehow I know I have no choice. I hear ,"mmmm, she looks delicious." This excites me somehow. "Lay back on the bed, spread out comfortably, do not attempt to cover yourself.

" I comply. I lay there, naked and trembling. Not sure what will happen next.

Suddenly I feel pressure on the side of the bed. Someone is there next to me.

A finger reaches out and strokes my left nipple.

It goes rigid from the touch. I know I should be afraid, but it feels so good and my body is so hot, I want it to happen again. It does.

I feel another touch on my right nipple. I moan softly and arch my back toward the hand. Hot breath is blowing on my nipple now. Lips close around it. I know my softness is moistening from the contact. The lips suck vigorously, the fingers stroking my other nipple gently.

"Yes...

" is all I can mutter. Then I feel the bed move as someone else sits down.

Lips close over my other nipple, they suck and nibble rapidly. My hand reaches up to touch the back of their head. "No, I have a better use for that hand." My hand is pulled away, above my head. My fingers are wrapped around a huge throbbing length. It begins to stroke in and out, swelling more and more with each stroke.

I shouldn't be enjoying this, but I can't help it.

My body is responding to each touch no matter what my mind tells it.

I feel hands speading my legs and the softest lips I have ever felt touch my softness, as a tongue slips between my swollen lips to taste me. I nearly cum. It's almost more than I can stand. The tongue expertly plys my softness, brining me just to edge of orgasm, then stopping. Just when I think these tongues and mouths will bring me the relief I so desire, they all pull away from me at the same time. "NO, please don't stop.......

", I scream. This time it is a woman who speaks, "We will continue, but you must agree not to try to stop until we are through.

" "Anything, just please continue." An eternity passes before I feel a mouth close on my breast again.

This one is different, it has a moustache above it. I sink back onto the bed, revelling in each suck and nibble. Slowly one by one, I feel other mouths on various parts of my body, sucking, toying, biting. I've lost track of how many.

There are hands now.

Stroking me, touching me, everywhere. They spread the lips of my softness and run across my personal place. One slides up under me and gently rings my sensitive place, another rings the opening of my softness. I move to slip them inside, but they pull away. I don't know how much more I can take. I want to cum again and again. Smooth soft skin presses against my lips, parting them, slipping into my mouth. I begin to suck on the hardening member in my mouth.

It tastes so good, salty and sweet at the same time. I suck with vigor, wanting more and more in my throat. I don't have to wait long, a jet of hot cum explodes in my throat. I swallow as fast as I can. The length withdraws and is immediately replaced by another. All the while my body is being toyed and stroked again and again. As the second length is removed from my lips, a strange yet familiar smell nears my face. "Here, try this." As I part my lips, a softness is pressed against my opening mouth. It's unfamiliar, but I plunge my tongue deep inside. I have passed the point of no return.

I know I will comply with their every command.

My inexperienced tongue darts in and around the teasing softness. It tastes wonderful. I can't get enough. My tongue finds the personal place and begins to suck as if it were a small length. I hear a low scream and my face is flooded with sweet cream. My own orgasm is unstoppable. I cum in the face of the toying tongue between my legs. I feel hands moving me, rolling me over and pulling me to my knees. Someone sits in front of me, I can smell the sweet, hot softness she has. I lean forward and bury my face in it. As I do, I hands spread my soft place cheeks and a tongue is buried deep into my sensitive place. It only makes me suck hard on the delicious softness. The hands and mouths still caress and taste my body.

They all feel so different, some hard and callused, others soft and smooth, young and supple, old and leathery. At times it seems there are a hundred people in the room, all ages, races, and sexes. Each taking a turn with my body. I have become a sex machine for the use of an unknown mass of lovers. As the softness under my mouth moves away, it is replaced with a trembling length.

My mouth does not hesitate. I suck with vigor and enthusiasm. I feel a someone slide up under my softness and begin to stroke it with their tongue.

At the same time, the tongue in my soft place is replaced with a hard length, pressing to get inside. As it slips inside, I let out a small moan, "Please play me..........

" The length slips in and out of my soft place for a few moments.

To my frustration, it is suddenly removed. The mouth on my softness pulls away as does the length in my mouth. I am pulled up off the bed.

When I am moved back to the bed, there is someone laying on it. A woman whispers in my ear. "You must sit on his length and relax completely. I climb on top of this giant of a man, spreading my legs as a hand holds his length for me to impale myself on. I slide onto it slowly, it is huge. As it reaches full insertion, a voice says "Hold very still, the best is yet to come.

" I feel hands again spread my soft place cheeks, another length, smaller but just as rigid, slides into my soft place. I have never been so full. I want to scream out in ecstacy.A third length presses against my lips, they open willingly. All three lengths begin to thrust and grind at the same time.

I don't know how much I can take. It feels so good. Again and again they pound into my openings.

As the length in my mouth begins to spill its sweet juices into my throat, I collapse in a screaming orgasm. I am allowed to stop for a drink and a moments rest. My body is hot and throbbing all over. I have never been taken to this level of intensity before. As I lay on the bed resting, wondering what will happen next. A soft voice asks, "Shall we continue?" I reply, "I don't know how much more I can stand." "Well, let's find out" comes the reply. Again and again, my mouth is filled with softness and length, one after another.

My body is touched and toyed, fingered and played.

Just when I think I can take no more, my tongue reaches for the next and my softness begs for more. This continues for an undeterminable time, the clock no longer has meaning to me, only the bodies that I must touch and that must touch me.

Finally, everyone moves away from me. The room becomes quiet as I hear a door shut. The blindfold is removed from my eyes. I blink to adjust my vision after so long without. The room is empty, except for the bed and pillows covering the carpeted floor. Beside the door are two masked people.

"You may shower in the next room." I collect my robe from the floor next to the bed.

I take a long hot shower and dry slowly. My body has been twisted and poked in every fashion, yet I feel satisfied in a way I have never before.

The masked pair again blindfold me and place me in the van. After a long silent drive, we stop. The blindfold is removed. We are in my driveway.

The driver leans over and whispers in my ear, " If you tell anyone what happened, we will never return." I get out of the van and walk slowly toward my door. The van pulls away. I don't even bother to try to identify it.

I know I will never tell. Maybe they will come for me again. I can only hope........