A Fantasy Of Mine

Fuck! The car has stopped in the middle of a wood and won't start. Worse still, there's no mobile signal, and I'm well and truly screwed. I try the engine once more. Nothing. It won't even turn over. I'm stuck here for the night.  Fortunately, I have some supplies in the back. There's sleeping bags (2) a large flask of coffee and something to eat. I grace the sleeping bags, and make up a bed on the back seat. Slurping the coffee makes me warm and once I've checked the doors are locked, I should be fine till morning. I wake up. It's pitch black outside, and freezing cold inside. Worse still, I'm bursting for a pee. Fucking coffee. I shouldn't have had any. I know it goes straight through me! Bollocks! I try to ignore the mounting pressure in my bladder, but it won't be denied. I crack a window open and listen. Not a sound. Unlocking a door, I step out of the car. There really is,no light at all, and I have to grope my way blindly to the nearest tree. Placing my back to the tree for support, I half squat. I pull my knickers aside, and pee on the forest floor. The relief is almost like a mini orgasm. I pee for ages....far longer than I thought I would need to. I smell the scent of my pee mixed, as usual, with the smell of my cunt. A sharp crack makes me freeze. Then another. Then another. From around the tree, two hands cup my breasts. Another finger the waistband of my knickers and delves inside. Expert fingers dance over my clit and despite my fear, I feel my body respond. There are no sounds. No voices.  Is it the cold that is making my nipples so hard they ache? It seems that somehow, I have been stripped naked, for,now I feel the fought bark of the tree against my back, and, looking down, I find the hand that was between my legs is, in fact, a branch of the tree. The hands on my breasts seem real enough though. As suddenly as they appeared, they are gone. I push forward off the tee and take three or four steps forward. I can't see the car! Fuck! Welll, it was only four paces away. I back to the tree. It is,no longer there. That's when I hear the breathing..low, raspy, animal like. Two orange eys glitter in the blackness. I am being stalked. I stare right back. I've heard no animal can bear a humans stare...then again, some animals see it as a threat...a challenge, I think I can see the silhouette of the car off to my right, but much, much farther away than I thought it was. I calculate the distance and make my plan. In an instant I am off running for the sanctuary of my car. I am slammed to the ground almost as soon as I move. Hands appear, feeling me all over. My tits, nipples, belly cunt and every my arse are probed. I feel two fingers slide up my bum, and three, them four slip easily up my cunt. Then, I receive the finger fucking of a lifetime. Fuck ME, it's good! My back arches, and I scream as orgasm after orgasm tears through me. Part of my brain resells at this assault, but part of it glories in the rape of my body. Although I am sure I feel both female and male hands at me, I don't feel any cocks. No one tries to,fuck me. Part of me resents this, for are the tenth orgasm rips,through me, I want nothing more than cocks. Cocks in my cunt, my mouth, my bum hole. Everywhere! As if they know,  instantly, every hand is gone. I hear grunting in the pitch black around me. The next thing I feel is splattering on my face, and the familiar salty taste of semen. Fuck, there is so much of it. My face is, literally covered, it's in my hair, it's in my mouth, it's on my tits. It's then that I feel a cock of monstrous proportions forcing its way into my cunt. It's so big, it feels like being a virgin all over again. Thank God it's not there long before I hear a grunt, and feel myself being filled with semen. I pass out. When I awake, it's morning. I'm back in my car, in the sleeping bags, and, to my surprise, fully clothed. A dream, then? The car, to my surprise (and annoyance) starts first time, and I drive myself home. There's no sperm in my hair, or on my face, and there no aftertaste in my mouth. I relax into the drive. Once home, I turn on the shower, and turn to the mirror to undress. I slip my coat, jumper and t shirt off. I run a hand over my tits. No stickiness. I unhook my skirt, and let it fall to the ground. Then my panties which are covered in sperm. Covered to an extent that just isn't possible. As I lay in the soothing waters of my bath, I think about the story we heard in the bar last night. The story about The Family who live, isolated, in the woods. The ones who entrap unwary travellers, and have their way with them. The thought of this, that I've been gang banged in the woods doesn't have the effect I thought it would. Instead, my hand goes between my legs, the other to my tits, and I try to relive as much of my 'dream' as possible.