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07/06/2009
The amount of grain alcohol and the fruit makes an interesting combination. We had one of those interesting exhibitionistic opportunities. I hadn't eaten, which complicated things. And of course I was the only one dressed to kill. I was wearing a dress. It was an outdoor party at husbands ex-colleague's house. There were at least 40 or 50 people at the party. There was a small group of people that were playing volleyball, and two of husbands colleagues suggested I play. Husband told me to go ahead and there were some people that were sitting around outside of the court watching.
I had just started playing and these two guys on my team introduced themselves, and one of them commented that the group is going to like to watch you play. We started playing. I overheard some other guys talking about watching me as every time the ball came near me and I tried to hit or did hit the ball that I was giving people a good view of my panties.
I had already had several glasses of the punch that I know of. I saw one of my husbands colleagues talking to my husband and some other guys. The guy then walked over to me and gave me a glass of punch. He told me that
myhusband wanted him to auction off my clothes, and get me to drink more punch.
I looked at my husband, to try and see if he was serious, as there were quite a few people, and I potentially would put on quite a display. I pointed to his friend, and my husband gave me his thumbs up. I then told his colleague I guess we'll go for it. He gave me another glass of punch to get my courage up. He then said let's play a little bit more and then we'll start the auction. We continued to play volleyball, and knowing that I at least was probably going to take off my dress, I no longer worried about my panties being on display and I started to tease quite a bit with my teammates and the other people in the audience watching us play. I knew that the guy had probably told my teammates to play with me and that the he was going to auction off my dress. Every time I went to hit the ball one of my teammates would come up behind me and lift up my dress. I was about to serve the ball, and one of the guys came up and put his hands over my breasts, and started squeezing them. That was the end of the volleyball game. The one guy came over and said time for the auction. I looked at my husband and he was smiling. I took another glass of punch, and the one guy announced to the group of guys and a couple women who wants to buy her dress. They started bidding on it, and I think I ended up selling my dress for like $22. He then told me to take off my dress and turn it over to the lucky bidder. I unbuttoned my dress took off my shoulders and dropped to the ground. I then picked it up and handed it to the one guy, and gave him a very passionate kiss. I figured we would probably go back to playing volleyball with me just in my panties and bra. But the guy said how much for her bra. One of the guys said how do we know she'll take it off, and with that my husband's colleague told me to take off the bra and hand it to him. I unclip my bra and pulled it off my shoulders and handed it over. He then sold my bra. I drink another glass of punch and took off my panties. And he sold them as well. I was standing there naked and One of the guys suggested we continue the auction. My husbands colleagues said she's got no more clothes to sell, but then quickly added I suppose she's got a lot more things to give. At that point I realized things had gotten way out of hand. I was already naked and there had to be at least 20 people within 10 feet of me. A couple of the guys had already taken liberty of touching my breasts and my ass. My husband then came over and I thought he was going to get me out of this predicament. One of the guys suggested auctioning off getting to spank me. My husband and his colleague nodded their approval that they thought it was a good idea. I was told to get down on my hands and knees, and I did. One of the guys told me to lower my self down on my elbows. I knew that resulted in my ass being up even higher. I heard something about he said we have a tie. I looked at my husband's colleague and he told me that four guys were going to get to spank me. One of the guys kneel down and got in position. With every crack I was feeling the pain and I couldn't stop the tears from flowing. I turned to my husband colleague and essentially begged for the spanking to stop. I heard him announce to the group that I wanted the spanking to stop. He then told me that only the first guy was spanking me and that the other three guys still wanted to have their fun. My ass was stinging, and I know I could not endure the spanking to continue. I could feel that my pussy was being fingered. He then told the group she can't take the spanking anymore. I heard some one say something else, and then I felt the cheeks of my ass being spread and how I knew there was more than one hand and finger touching my ass and pussy. He then told me the group says you must be enjoying the spanking because you're wet. Someone was holding my arms. I was being turned on with the fingering that was going on, and I am sure everyone knew that I was getting close to cumming. Someone started cracking my ass again. I screamed in pain with every smack. I pleaded for them to stop. My husband colleague whispered in my ear that the spanking would stop if I would start screaming please fuck me. I couldn't say the words. I didn't want to be banged by multiple guys in front of a large audience. My husband colleag stood up, I turn my head and look towards him , and I struggled to get free as I felt the cracks being administered to my ass again. Finally I could take no more, and I started screaming please fuck me. They were fingering me as I was being spanked anyway. I tried to look back to see who was getting behind me. I could see two or three guys standing next to me that had dropped their pants.
I had just started playing and these two guys on my team introduced themselves, and one of them commented that the group is going to like to watch you play. We started playing. I overheard some other guys talking about watching me as every time the ball came near me and I tried to hit or did hit the ball that I was giving people a good view of my panties.
I had already had several glasses of the punch that I know of. I saw one of my husbands colleagues talking to my husband and some other guys. The guy then walked over to me and gave me a glass of punch. He told me that
myhusband wanted him to auction off my clothes, and get me to drink more punch.
I looked at my husband, to try and see if he was serious, as there were quite a few people, and I potentially would put on quite a display. I pointed to his friend, and my husband gave me his thumbs up. I then told his colleague I guess we'll go for it. He gave me another glass of punch to get my courage up. He then said let's play a little bit more and then we'll start the auction. We continued to play volleyball, and knowing that I at least was probably going to take off my dress, I no longer worried about my panties being on display and I started to tease quite a bit with my teammates and the other people in the audience watching us play. I knew that the guy had probably told my teammates to play with me and that the he was going to auction off my dress. Every time I went to hit the ball one of my teammates would come up behind me and lift up my dress. I was about to serve the ball, and one of the guys came up and put his hands over my breasts, and started squeezing them. That was the end of the volleyball game. The one guy came over and said time for the auction. I looked at my husband and he was smiling. I took another glass of punch, and the one guy announced to the group of guys and a couple women who wants to buy her dress. They started bidding on it, and I think I ended up selling my dress for like $22. He then told me to take off my dress and turn it over to the lucky bidder. I unbuttoned my dress took off my shoulders and dropped to the ground. I then picked it up and handed it to the one guy, and gave him a very passionate kiss. I figured we would probably go back to playing volleyball with me just in my panties and bra. But the guy said how much for her bra. One of the guys said how do we know she'll take it off, and with that my husband's colleague told me to take off the bra and hand it to him. I unclip my bra and pulled it off my shoulders and handed it over. He then sold my bra. I drink another glass of punch and took off my panties. And he sold them as well. I was standing there naked and One of the guys suggested we continue the auction. My husbands colleagues said she's got no more clothes to sell, but then quickly added I suppose she's got a lot more things to give. At that point I realized things had gotten way out of hand. I was already naked and there had to be at least 20 people within 10 feet of me. A couple of the guys had already taken liberty of touching my breasts and my ass. My husband then came over and I thought he was going to get me out of this predicament. One of the guys suggested auctioning off getting to spank me. My husband and his colleague nodded their approval that they thought it was a good idea. I was told to get down on my hands and knees, and I did. One of the guys told me to lower my self down on my elbows. I knew that resulted in my ass being up even higher. I heard something about he said we have a tie. I looked at my husband's colleague and he told me that four guys were going to get to spank me. One of the guys kneel down and got in position. With every crack I was feeling the pain and I couldn't stop the tears from flowing. I turned to my husband colleague and essentially begged for the spanking to stop. I heard him announce to the group that I wanted the spanking to stop. He then told me that only the first guy was spanking me and that the other three guys still wanted to have their fun. My ass was stinging, and I know I could not endure the spanking to continue. I could feel that my pussy was being fingered. He then told the group she can't take the spanking anymore. I heard some one say something else, and then I felt the cheeks of my ass being spread and how I knew there was more than one hand and finger touching my ass and pussy. He then told me the group says you must be enjoying the spanking because you're wet. Someone was holding my arms. I was being turned on with the fingering that was going on, and I am sure everyone knew that I was getting close to cumming. Someone started cracking my ass again. I screamed in pain with every smack. I pleaded for them to stop. My husband colleague whispered in my ear that the spanking would stop if I would start screaming please fuck me. I couldn't say the words. I didn't want to be banged by multiple guys in front of a large audience. My husband colleag stood up, I turn my head and look towards him , and I struggled to get free as I felt the cracks being administered to my ass again. Finally I could take no more, and I started screaming please fuck me. They were fingering me as I was being spanked anyway. I tried to look back to see who was getting behind me. I could see two or three guys standing next to me that had dropped their pants.
Poster:
laura
