To The Woods

This is a work of fiction, only the facts have been changed to protect the guilty.

It was an early evening in the Spring when I pulled up in the pic-nic area as the light was just fading. I was wearing my black basque with six suspenders holding a pair of tight, seamed stockings, lacy g-string and silicone "wobbly" breasts. Over which I wore a short, front button red dress (just) long enough to cover my stocking tops and red knee boots with 4 inch, but "sensibly tipped" heels as spikes tend to be awful on earth surfaces. I also find thigh boots difficult to kneel in (and I expected to). My shiny black wig was shoulder length and tucked under at the ends. My make up was subtle other than my lippy which was bright red to match my dress and boots. I was trying for "smart tart" and think that I hit it (later on I expected to look like "overused slut").

From one corner of the car parking area a path led into the woods, so I deliberately parked in the diagonally opposite corner. I got out of the car then bent over to reach back into the front, went to the boot and bent over again as I "searched" it then to the rear door on the passenger side and bent in again and "found" what I was looking for and took out what appears to be a shoulder bag and put the strap over my shoulder. I pressed the remote to lock the car and walked back around the car, checking all the doors were shut then at the front leant over from the front of the bonnet and cleaned an imaginary spot on the screen. At each bend my dress had ridden up at the back and showed my stocking tops, bare thighs, suspenders and bare cheeks as the g-string "string" had hidden. I then walked slowly across to the path, knowing that at least twenty eyes had seen me advertising my assets.

In fact the "shoulder bag" was a rolled pic-nic rug with my purse and other necessary items inside it and I strolled into the woods glancing back until I saw at least three guys following me then turned into a small, sheltered area, making sure that they all saw where I was going, so by the time the first one arrived I was kneeling on the rug with my dress unbuttoned and my bright red lippy in an inviting "O".

No1 was obviously a regular here as he just walked forward, taking out his prick and pushed it quickly into my mouth with very little (that's none) objection from me. 2 and 3 arrived soon and Put their cocks into my hands and I started wanking them, so No1 took hold of my head (purely to support me, I'm sure) and started fucking my mouth roughly. my hips were grabbed and I was pulled upwards, still being mouth fucked, 'til I was standing bent forward, with a cock in each hand and my cheeks were dragged apart and a hard, thick cock was rammed up me. Luckily I had flushed myself out and lubricated before leaving home "just in case" (note to all trannykind, if the boys are scouting "be prepared" and guide as required)

At about this point I lost the will to do arithmetic, so 1, 2 and 3 eventually reached XXX without my counting, or knowing who had moved from what position around me to which. All I know is that a steady stream of cocks fucked both my holes (Can we trannies take all womankind to court for discrimination because they can use three holes???) and slipped in and out of my hands.

The first of my anal screwers was a long stayer and reamed me out nicely before re-lubricating me back there, not that I have ever failed to take any cock that tried to fuck me, but the next was really thick and long and was worth remembering individually as he fucked me off my feet several times and early on took to holding my waist hard as he pulled and pushed me on and off his monster, He started by pulling out an inch and hammered his dick back in two.

In half a dozen hard, brutal strokes his balls slapped mine, then he started a slow six inch stroke that had me bouncing around on his cock as he increased his pace and screwed me HARD for minute after minute, slowly I adjusted to him so the later part of his fuck was much easier on me, but still rough.

Cock after cock used me until eventually all those who wanted to, had had me one way or another or several as I knew the taste of my own arse, as cocks were presented to me to suck clean.

When I staggered back to my car it was over three hours after I had left it. Several of them tried to arrange another meeting with me, but I told them all -

"you will have to go to Litterotica as I'm just a figment of someones imagination"