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Whipsering Lily

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Flightcrew737 Posted on: 21 Oct 2006 1 comments
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This was a lovely dream last night!The postcard we all got was intriguing! An invitation to a rendezvous and details instructions as to how to get there and the time. My card said that I was to take a certain road to a lonely hill top in Sussex called Chanctobury Ring. As its name implies, there is a perfect cirlce of trees on the top of a hill in the Sussex South Downs. I arrive on time and proceed as directed to the centre of the trees where I find a package. As ordered I open it at read the further instructions contained within. I am ordered to remove my clothes and put on the blindfold and handcuffs. I am then told I must lie on my back over the tree stumo and wait. The note says I will be told when I may get up again.Being blindfolded and naked in such a public place is delicious. I feel the warm summer breeze of the evening air stir every hair on my body. As if a million fingers are lightly running over my tingly body. My ears strain to catch any noise, but all I can hear are the sounds of late summer. I fall into a light doze, caressed there by nature.I am aware of the presences around me. How, I do not know, but certainly I am no loger alone. I feel movement, not on me or to me but around me. Instinctively, I know the presences are male.I feel agitated movement all around me. I smell the umistakable scent of male arousal. My nipples harden to bulletts and my small tits ache with tension. My pussy is awash with lust. I open my legs and an approving murmer sounds from all around me. Again, I breathe in the deep heavy scent of pre cum. I ache to masturbate, I ache to be fucked. I can actually feel my pussy open of its own accord. My internal muscles strain to make the cavern of my sex ready for penetration. But it doesnt cum. A tear of longing rolls down my cheek.Like fireworks the explosion is unexpected and immense. From all directions, I feel hot jets of jizm cover every part of me. My hair, my face, my breasts, my belly and legs. When one particularly well aimed orgasm hits my clit, I cum loudly and as each jet hits my pussy, I squirt. I remember my instructions. I will hear a twig snap. I must then stay where I am for ten minutes. When the sound finally comes, I wait, feeling each ejacutlation run down over me. As the summer evening dries it, I feel it pull at the tiny hairs on my body. My senses are filled with sperm.After the time is up, I sit up and slip my blindfold off, then the cuffs. I blink as my eyes become accustomed to the light again. I look at my body, covered in milky sperm. Then I see, all around me, the other invitation cards, just like my own. They are turned face down, so all I can see are the names, beautifully written in a fine copperplate hand....ipulloften....kingcroxford..... screwtape69, letitride47, Daveinlancs, jack444, greencouple, piopio, TopCat9876,...all the male members of WL.All have been invited, and I am the sacrifice on the alter. They pay their libations onto my body and disapear as silently as they came.