Thursday by Cathykay On Thursday night I knew I had a long weekend in front of me. I had been to my parents for a few days as they were moving, and had the whole week off. So, being back a day early gave me 72 hours with nothing to do. The first thing I did when I got in was strip off and step into the shower. I got out nice and clean and went to the bedroom. I had discovered all sorts of goodies at home, amongst some of the stuff my mom was throwing out. In my suitcase, under my shirts and trousers, I had a fine boned, old-fashioned corset. I cannot imagine where it had come from, but as I pulled it on it felt like it had been made for me. It was tight in all the right places, neat and ever so slightly sexy. I always liked feeling lingerie close up to me, and this was divine. It had 6 hooks for stockings, so I unwrapped a fresh pair and clipped them on. I had also done a little shopping on the way home, and put on a new pair of breast forms, tucked away my cock in the tight white panties I had found, and went to look at myself in the mirror. I had never looked so feminine, and the sensation of my cock straining at the tight silk panties was incredible. I fell back onto the bed, pulled them off, slipped on the white latex knickers I had bought too, and then put the silk panties back over them. There was a slight bulge in the front, but in the dark who would know? I did not expect any company so I was quite happy as I was. I went to the closet for my schoolgirl uniform, dressed and scampered to my kitchen. I love to tease myself when I am alone, and so I dress up, read stories, watch movies, maybe chat on the phone, but try my hardest not to start playing with myself. By dressing in the tight pants and knickers I hoped to resist temptation for as long as I could. After a few hours I felt like I was about to burst I had read all of the stories I had printed off at work I collect dirty stories, especially about watersports and t.v. sluts like me being raped and abused. I knew that I had to do something, so I collected my keys, my bag of toys, makeup, and a few other little things I had treated my self to, and opened the door, then stepped into the outside world dressed as a schoolgirl. It was half dark, so I hoped not to be recognised, even if I was attracting comment. Without thinking about what I was doing I got to the bus stop, waited a minute or two, and got on the first bus I saw. I don't think there was a thought in my head - I was just a silly schoolgirl, out for the night after a long day at school, hoping to flirt and tease and . . . The bus finished at Hampstead, and again without thinking I started walking towards the Heath. I walked into the trees, and just walked and walked for hours, daydreaming and fantasising, without thinking about where I was. By now it was dark, and the pressure of my cock which had been ready to explode all this time was too much. I stopped where I was, lay down in the leaves and started to slip my hand up my short black skirt and caress the mons in my knickers. Almost instantly what felt like all the cum in the world gushed out of me, into my rubber pants and swished about as I got more and more carried away by what I was doing. By the time I got up, I must have been wanking for about 30 minutes. I had an audience too. There were 3 guys, all shaved heads and bovver boots. 'What are you up to little girl?' I did not know what they thought I was, and swallowed hard. I did not know what I could say. I was scared and of course excited 'She looks like a slut to me' said one 'let's see what she reckons to some real cock - you have not had a real cock in your mouth before have you little girl?' I guessed that they must have taken me for some slutty teenager, and as the tallest took out his cock - which was looked as hard as polished wood - I tried to speak in a suitable little girl voice. 'Oh please don't hurt me. I just fell asleep, and I had a dream and . . . 'The tallest just grabbed me by the back of my head and forced his cock into my mouth and down my throat in one movement I nearly gagged, but he did not care and fucked my mouth while I choked. Before I knew it he had started to come, and as his movements became faster and even harder, I felt red-hot spunk shoot down my throat. 'That was the worst cocksucking I have ever had - some tart you are. I think you need some practice' he said as he pulled his cock out. I was busy watching the long hard cock that was pulling out of my mouth, right under my eyes - it was covered with saliva and his juices, and it stank, and it seemed to go on forever.' The other two pulled me up and led me off while the first guy started to pull at his cock, and I could see his face as he came again, hot white thick spunk falling to the ground. 'Lick that up - you should not make a mess here you know' In a daze I leant over to do as he said, and as I did I felt hands push at my behind I fell, landing in the sticky, sloppy mess he had left, the taste of cum in my mouth, and dirt on my face. I felt one of them pull up my skirt, and put hands on my behind. My knickers were now full of my own cum, sloshing around my behind. A finger crept up the leg to my balls. I flinched but was held down. 'oh don't worry we might catch something off you so we are not going to fuck you - you can do that yourself' I turned over, and saw that they had been going through my bag. They pulled out my vibrator - all of 9 inches - turned it all on, and threw it to me. I knew what they wanted, a real performance, so I started to caress my thighs and stocking tops with its buzzing head, and slowly inched up to the space between my balls and asshole - as I did, they all got out their cocks which were like flagpoles, and began to pull hard at their red-hot cocks. As I pushed at my hole with the dildo I could feel them one by one spurt their sticky come over my face and neck I pulled the knickers and rubber pants to one side, and slipped the dildo into myself, easily lubricated by my collected juices. As I did, my cock sprang free, and I heard them gasp as it stood in the air red and angry as a contrast against my soft white skin and pale silky knickers They ran away, but I just carried on, bringing myself to an enormous orgasm, covered in dirt and their come. As the feeling slipped away, I let my bladder go, and felt the warmth as my hot salty piss soaked into my clothes. I opened my eyes. There were two women, middle aged, staring at me. They smiled. 'What do you think you are doing? A sissy slut with a little cock, who can't keep her knickers clean, who plays with boys, who wets herself! You need a little taking in hand . . .' To be continued? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Let Cathykay know what you think - I am unshockable - so e-mail me at Cathykay - and please, if it's not dirty enough for you, if you are wondereing when cathy is going to get pissed on and gangraped, then send your suggestions to me as soon as you can!