Bex's Fantasy dare [fiction]

[BeX25]

This is something that I did....
I wrote an ‘advert’ to fulfil a fantasy on a piece of paper and placed it in the male changing rooms of the shop where I worked on Saturdays it read:
‘I do not know who will find this but you can fulfil a fantasy of mine. I am a fit, sexy 25 year old and at 8.30pm on the 12th Mar I will be at a picnic area off the A4233 just past Fisherby village, Suffolk. It will be obvious who I am; all I require is someone to complete my fantasy. Turn up and fuck me, no money to change hands.’
On the day in question I pampered myself and got mentally prepared. I drove past the site in the afternoon, stopping to take in what I was about to undertake.
At 8.30pm I got ready which did not take long, and drove the 20 minute journey. Passing the entrance of the picnic site I parked in a small lay-by, I did this as I wanted to appear from nowhere, so if someone had turned up, I would just appear out of the night suddlenly. It made me feel in control of the situation somehow. I started to walk the 50 yards or so towards the entrance to the picnic site, before returning to my car, I had not changed my mind, but for some reason decided to place my keys ontop of one of the wheels. I then started off again towards the site. There was a small wooded track leading from the road and the air was still. I entered the site and walked to the far end of the secluded carpark. A short way between the carpark and a lightly wooded area was a picnic table. I headed straight for it passing one lone car parked. I presumed someone had come to make my fantasy a reality. I had always wanted to be fucked by a stranger and now that was going to come true, a shiver ran through my body. As I approached the picnic bench, my heart started to beat faster at the thought of what I was about to do. At the same time I was excited and turned on. I heard the sound of a car door
closing as I reached the table. I now swallowed hard almost in awe that someone was actually here in reply to my note. I did not want to look behind as I did not want to see who was here the excitement as far as I was concerned was for the whole event to be about me. I stood for a moment looking out towards the sea, visable a short way off in the distance through the trees, it was a mild evening and the sun was low in the sky. I took a deep breath as my hand unbuttoned the long coat I was wearing. Noticing the bench to my left I perched on it and removed my boots, placing them on the floor, aware of the cold night air entering my coat and stiffening my body with a shudder. I stood and removed a silk scarf from my coat pocket, before fully opening it and dropping it off my shoulders, hearing it clump around my feet. I stood quit naked still looking towards the sea, before tying the scarf over my eyes so I could not see. Feeling behind it located the table and hitched myself onto in before lying back feeling my head touch the cold wood. Mt legs were dangling over the end of the table and I felt a hand touch the inside of my thigh. A voice said ‘are you sure you want to do this’ I nodded and said ‘no more talking just do it’. ‘I also have a fantasy though that I want to carry out, can I?’. ‘Just do whatever makes you fucking happy, just fuck me’ I said.
I felt a hand grab my left wrist and move my arm to the top of the table above my head. Then with a forceful movement felt my other wrist being grabbed and my right arm being placed behind my head. I could feel two hands holding my wrists down, as the voice I heard before said ‘tie these together’. Who is he speaking to I thought, he is not alone. Then I felt a chord being wrapped around my wrists binding them. Occasionally I felt my wrists being pulled as I felt the chord touching my body, first across my throat then over my shoulders working down my body stopping at my waist where I felt it being pulled across my stomach and tied off. I tried to move my upper body but was unable to. Whilst this was being done my ankles had also been tied to different sides of the table, spread apart. The speed with which this was done amazed me, even more than the fact that I had not even thought to stop it. What was I doing, it was at this point that I realised what a stupid situation I had got myself into. However tied naked across a picnic table in the open, blindfolded by myself at the mercy of at least two people, I had virtually invited to do this to me, I realised it was a bit late.
I would have shouted but something that felt like a tennis ball had been rammed into my mouth. I tried to struggle but found I was bound to tightly. I started to panic.
I heard a new voice say ‘Not so, in control now dizzy bitch, your so going to regret this’. Hearing this my heart started to pound and I came over all in a shiver, but realised that strangely not as much as I would have expected, then it dawned on me why, the new voice was that of a woman’s, calm, soothing and young sounding. The man’s voice again spoke ‘I have some fucked up fantasies, I am going to enjoy this’ He then said ‘strip’ I presumed he was talking to the women and this was confirmed when she replied ‘what?’. ‘Shut the fuck up, and stop being a twat Abi, strip I said’ From this I gained that he must have known her quite well as he called her Abi, however I also got the feeling she was not expecting him to have talked like this and she had been unsteadied by it. I could hear the sounds of someone unclothing near my head, shoes being thrown to the ground, clothes being removed and zips being undone. I remained calm, comforted by the fact another woman was here who was also a bit unnerved and secretly hoping she would somehow protect me. My mind started wandering thinking of the image that this situation would have produced to a passer by. There was me tied naked to a table with another naked woman standing next to me, and a clothed man standing by my feet. My imagination was brought back to reality by a sense of shame, as I realised that I felt turned on and was aware my nipples were hard and erect and my pussy excited and moist. I did not know what to think, was I an idiot, feeling aroused whilst in this stupid, dangerous situation. Was I mad?
The man spoke again ‘How fucking lucky am I, two women naked for me. Stand in front of her head Abi and hold her head’. I heard her move round and felt her hands being placed, one on each side of my head. Then she said ‘Steve what are you doing, you said we were going to tie her up and leave after you had fucked her, I agreed because it turned me on to think of watching you shag her. Now I am stood here naked, whilst you take fucking pictures!’ He replied ‘Look Abi the plans changed, get over it, and do as I fucking say’. She replied in a voice that sounded pissed off ‘Steve you’re a knob’. I heard the sound of photos being taken on a camera, as again I tried to wriggle some freedom, but to no avail. I became aware for the first time of the cold wind blowing over my body. Again I thought what was going to happen to me?
The woman’s voice suddenly yelled, ‘what the fuck you doing Steve’ as I felt something cold clamp around my wrist and click, then I was aware that my arm started being pulled uncomfortably, whilst also tied. Abi again yelled, her voice becoming more urgent ‘what the fuck have you handcuffed me to this bitch for?’ Steve replied in a shape tone ‘So I know where you are Abi, I wouldn’t want you running off’. ‘What fucking naked’ Abi replied. ‘This was not the plan’. Steve said ‘for fucks sake will you stop about the fucking plan’.
I heard the sound of a zip and some fumbling and then felt the table move a bit, as I became aware of someone straddling me, presumable Steve. I guess I was going to get my fantasy; I was going to be fucked. I was not scared as I had wanted this to happen, however I had not envisaged it quite like this. The only thing keeping me calm I decided was the presence of Abi. I felt his legs brush against my thighs and then felt his hand between my legs. He inserted his fingers into me and I was aware how wet I was. He fingered me for a while before I gasped as I felt his hard cock, parting my pussy lips as it entered me. I exhaled a deep breath as he slid his entire length inside me. With a push of his hips he withdrew it before starting to pound my pussy with his hard cock. I felt his rhythm slowly becoming faster, as he continued to fuck my pussy hard, whilst I felt myself becoming wetter and wetter. I felt as he grabbed both my breasts with his hands, almost needing them like you would with dough. As he pumped away at my pussy I heard Abi start to whisper ‘Yes Steve, that’s it you fuck her hard and good, your turning me on darling’ I was aware of my hand being pulled, to a similar rhythm and wondered if Abi was fingering herself with her free hand.