"Oh God, she'd kill me for even looking, let alone thinking of buying! What do I do?" She thought.
At 23 years of age she had led a very sheltered life. She'd gone to a local university as her parents felt she shouldn't be exposed to the world at the age of 18. Her four years at uni had been fun, but while others were out until the early hours at clubs, she tended to be tucked up on the sofa watching a documentary with her parents.
She'd had a sort of boyfriend, but they'd barely got past kissing and some amateurish fumbling as Holly had been terrified that her parents would somehow find out. He'd dumped her after he realised she wasn't going to put out any time soon.
When Holly has finally plucked up the courage to move out her parents had been devastated. They had insisted on helping her to buy a one bedroom flat as they didn't want her moving into a house share, which would just lead to too much temptation in their eyes. She had only moved about half an hour away, but it was the other side of town and she felt an element of freedom just by having her own place. Sure, her mother came over every couple of days to clean, do the washing, cook and so on, but still, it wasn't the cloying, ever-present influence of before.
Holly had even caught up with her ex one time and he'd actually taken her virginity! Unfortunately he now wasn't returning any of her calls, and she could hear her mother's voice in the back of her mind saying "I told you so!". Holly's inbred reserve and caution had returned.
And yet...
And yet here she was standing outside the charity shop in the local shopping centre with her eye on a pair of high, black, leather boots, just the kind her mother said only a harlot would wear.
"You know what," she thought to herself, "I don't lose anything by trying them on."
She entered the store, which was very quiet. In fact, apart from the shop assistant who looked to be a couple of years younger than she was there was no one else in the shop.
Holly could see him eying her up as she walked in. Her parents had always insisted she ate properly and she exercised regularly, so she knew she was, as her boyfriend (or was he her ex?) said "fit in every sense of the word".
Today she was wearing a plain white t-shirt that was form fitting, particularly over her 32C breast, but not to an obscene level. This was combined with a black, knee length skirt, black tights and trainers. Not the most out there of outfits, but it had certainly attracted the attention of the young guy behind the counter.
Holly made her way to the window display with the boots as he came round from behind the till towards her. She picked up the boots, only to find they were a size too small for her. The disappointment hit her harder than she expected. She had been convinced at first glance they would be perfect.
"Can I help you ma'am?" Said the young man as he neared.
"Probably not," sighed Holly, "I was really interested in these boots, but it seems they're a size too small."
"I'm sorry to hear that." Came his reply. "As you probably guessed, they're the only pair that we have. Are you sure they don't fit?"
Holly considered that for a moment and then slipped one of her trainers off.
"I suppose it can't hurt to try." Her feelings lifted a little as she remembered that often sixes weren't always exact.
She tried to put the boot on, but soon realised it wouldn't fit. She felt even more let down as she took it off. The disappointment must have been clear on her face as the shop assistant spoke.
"What a shame, but maybe Cinders will still go to the ball."
Holly looked at him, puzzled.
"I mean, not all of our stock is out on display. Look, I really shouldn't do this, but they day has been dead so far, why don't I take you into the stockroom? I'm sure we have a few other pairs of similar boots in there, maybe one of those will fit?"
Holly considered his offer for a moment. He seemed nice enough, and maybe there would be something back there that caught her eye as much as this pair had.
"Why not." She answered. "Let's have a look shall we?"
He led her through a door at the back of the shop into a room that seemed a jumble of clothes, books, toys and all kinds of other things. He took her past a couple of shelves is footwear until he came to a rack marked "FMB".
"That's a funny label," said Holly, "everything else says what it is, jumpers, dresses, toys, books... What does it stand for?"
The young man cleared his throat.
"Erm, well, it also explains what's in this area, you see these are, err, well, they're the fuckmeboots."
He said it so quickly and quietly that Holly asked him to repeat it.
"Fuck Me Boots." He replied. "It's a bit of a silly name," he added, seeing Holly blush, "bit of a joke from years ago when people said the women who wore them were only after one thing. Obviously that's not the case, lots of women wear them now."
"Oh my!" Exclaimed Holly. She knew the boots she'd been looking at were sexier than anything else she'd ever bought, and her mother would have a heart attack if she knew the nickname for this kind of footwear!
Her mind was telling her to make her excuses and leave, a good girl would never wear anything like them! But from the moment they had reached the shelves her eye had been caught by one pair in particular. They were far more out there than the previous pair she had considered and she felt captivated by them.
They were black, suede-like material and clearly came up to almost mid-thigh level. They had a four inch spike heel and laces crisscrossing all the way up the back. And they looked to be in her size...
The voice in her head started to be drowned out by another that started as a whisper.
"Go on. Try them on. You're here now, what harm will it do? Just for fun. Go on, just try them. Mum will never know, why should she always dominate what you do? I bet you'll look great in them!"
Still she hesitated, until she suddenly felt her arm moving apparently of its own accord to pick them up.
"I think I might just try these on, if that's ok?" She heard the words and felt her lips move, but it was as though she was detached from what was happening.
"Sure!" Exclaimed the guy pulling over a small step for her to sit on.
Holly slipped off her trainers and sat down. It was a bit of a struggle at first to pull one of the boots on as she had never worn anything like these before. With a little additional loosening of the laces however, she soon had her foot in place and was stretching her leg out before her in order to pull it over her knee.
The second one she got on with less hassle and as she felt the material mould to her shapely calves it was as though these boots had been made for her.
"Oh wow! These feel great!" She said. "Moment of truth though, can I stand and walk in heels like these?!"
The guy was instantly by her side offering her his hand. She used it to help stand up, feeling a faint tingle in her body as she did.
"Must have been static electricity." She thought.
Once on her feet she released his hand.
"Well, I can stand, let's see if I can walk."
Holly took a couple of steps and found she was actually very comfortable with the height of the heel. She couldn't see behind her, but the young man was watching her tight arse sway as she walked away from him, his cock stiffening as she did so.
Having walked a short way down between the shelves, Holly turned to come back.
"You don't have a mirror around do you?" She said as she turned. "I'd like to see how I look."
Quick as a flash the shop assistant disappeared. As he did, Holly thought she saw him adjust something around his waist area and felt another tingle, this time running up her legs to her crotch.
"Odd, that can't have been static, can it?" She mused.
A moment later he returned carrying a full length stand mirror, which he placed before her. Holly looked at herself, turning around so she could see the boots from every possible angle.
"These look fabulous!" She thought. "They're so not me! And yet, I love them."
"But you can't see them properly." Came a voice at the back of her mind. "You need to lift your skirt to do that!"
Holly didn't know where that thought had come from. She'd never knowingly lift her skirt up with a stranger in the room! And yet...
...and yet she found her hands reaching to the hem of her skirt and pulling it so it bunched around her mid thigh.
"There, much better." Said the voice. "So much sexier! Look at the effect you're having on him! Why don't you tease him and lift it a bit more?"
"Well, yes, I suppose I can see them properly, and they do look phenomenal. But I can't lift my skirt more!"
Holly glanced at the young man before her and saw that he had something of a bulge in his crotch.
She blushed, but unbidden her hands pulled her skirt an inch higher, before she turned and walked away from him again.
"How do they look?" She asked over her shoulder.
"Err, well, very sexy." He stuttered. "But I'm not sure if the laces are done up properly on the left one."
"Oh, well we can't have that, can we?" Replied Holly. She walked over to him and turned so her backside was facing him. "Why don't you help me with that?"
She heard him drop to his knees and let out a little sigh as he came face level with her arse. Gently he held her leg and started to undo the laces. When he had undone a few holes he spoke again.
"There, thought so. One of the holes had been missed out. I'll just lace it up again for you."
As she felt him tie the bow, she spoke again. "You'd better check the other one as well, but let me sit down to help you."
She took a seat on the step again as he knelt between her legs.
The conservative Holly's mind raced. "Oh my God! What are you doing?!? You've got your skirt rolled up almost to your bum, you're wearing outrageous boots and you're letting a strange man kneel between your legs! Stop this now!!"
But a stronger, new voice that seemed to have woken in her since she saw the boots spoke over the old Holly. "Ah come on, it's a bit of fun. And we all need a bit more fun, don't we. Let's see how much we can tease him."
While this internal debate had been raging, the guy had been running his hand up Holly's calf and was reaching her knee.
"So how's it feel down there?" She asked.
"Amazing..." he sighed. "Err... shit, sorry! Err, I mean, I can't feel any missed holes."
"And how does it look?"
Holly felt her legs open wider and knew he would now have a clear view of her cotton knickers under her tights.
"Oh God, it looks fantastic!"
Distracted, his hand had now left the boot and was halfway up Holly's thigh.
"Mmm, go on..."
Holly heard herself say the kind of words she would never normally utter and wondered whether the alter-ego Holly meant for him to continue with the description or with the way his hands were moving. Either way she was terrified of the response, yet overwhelmed by this other part of her that wanted to take this further.
The guy himself had a similar reaction to her comment but figured his luck might well be in and continued stroking his hand up Holly's inner thigh.
"Absolutely amazing. You have an incredibly sexy pair of legs."
His hand had now just reached the edge if Holly's underwear. She moaned, most of her willing him on into touching her nether regions, but a small part screaming for her to get away.
"In fact, you have an incredibly sexy body." He said, his hand now pressing directly against her crotch.
Holly felt tingles all over her body as his hand began to rub between her legs.
"Oh Godddd!" She groaned.
He massaged her private area harder, causing her to tilt her head back and close her eyes.
"Mmmm!!!" She moaned as she felt her knickers moisten.
He continued for a moment longer until Holly first felt a different pressure and then heard a rip. Her underwear was moved to one side and she felt something warm and wet probing between her legs.
She opened her eyes and looked down to see his head buried under her skirt and knew he was now performing oral sex on her. Holly's body tensed as her first ever orgasm hit her. Her first sexual experience had been a fumbled mess, but now she was feeling sensations never before realised!
"Oh my! Oh God! Oh Godddd!" She cried as this strangers tongue probed inside her.
A second small climax hit her and she reached down to pull his head away.
"Stand up!" She commanded. She was never normally this brazen, but something had changed in her since she boot the boots on.
The young man stood up, a large bulge clear in his trousers. Holly quickly grabbed at his belt and undid it before opening his trousers and letting them drop to the floor. The tip of his penis was poking above the waistband of his underwear, and Holly figured it must be about an inch longer than her ex's, maybe 7 inches in total.
She yanked his boxers down and the hard rod sprang out before her. She wrapped her hand around it eliciting a sigh from the young man. She ran her fingers lightly along its length, feeling the veins and bumps. It was hot to the touch.
Seemingly in a trance she leant forward and slid the throbbing, purple head between her lips. The warmth was pleasant and she took him further into her mouth causing him to groan. She'd never given her ex a blowjob, and now she was wondering why. She took him further into her until she felt him hit the back of her throat. With a small gag she withdrew, before sliding back down shallower this time.
After a couple of times doing this she withdrew his shaft from between her lips as she felt the tingle between her legs again.
"So why don't you do what the boots say and fuck me?" She heard herself say.
Conservative Holly was now just a tiny voice screaming to be heard behind the lust now consuming her.
The guy needed no second invitation.
Helping her to her feet he made her bend over before him, her hands on the shelf with the rest of the boots. He pushed her skirt up to her hips and heard her tights rip further as he freed access for himself. Then, moments later, she felt his hard rod sliding between her lips and into her vagina.
She felt it tense around him as another orgasm hit.
"Oh fuuuccck," he groaned, "your cunt feels unbelievable!!"
"Yeeesss!!" Cried Holly. "You feel amazing inside me!"
"Yeah? You like that do you?" He asked "You like my cock in you?"
Holly had never used words like ‘cock' and ‘cunt' but they felt right at this point.
"God yes, I love your cock! Give it to me, fill my cunt!"
The guy thrust into her with little finesse, but Holly was loving it. His hands pushed under her t-shirt and bra and begin to squeeze her breasts, pinching the nipples.
"Mmm, yes! That feels so good!"
She felt the tingle building in her cunt, she rolled the word round her mind, savouring the sound of it as well as the feeling in her body. Another orgasm was building, but she felt the guy become rigid and then suddenly his sperm was shooting into her.
"Thank goodness I went on the pill before I lost my virginity!" She thought. She'd had to register with another GP to do that so that her mother wouldn't find out, and now she was exceedingly grateful as he pumped his load inside her, gripping her breasts as he did.
"Uhnnrrgghh!!" He grunted. "Yeah, take my cum!"
When he'd finished shooting inside her, the shop assistant released his grip on her breasts and pulled away. Holly felt a wave of disappointment as he withdrew. She hadn't reached her climax, but more it was a feeling of disappointment that the whole thing had ended.
The other side of her was still quietly protesting that everything about the situation was wrong, but it was now just a tiny voice.
"Well," she said, straightening her bra and T-shirt, "I certainly didn't expect that kind of customer service!"
The crotch of her tights was ruined, but she rearranged her knickers and left them on regardless.
"Suffice to say that's the furthest I've gone to please a customer!" He replied, a huge, satisfied grin on his face. "So are you happy with the boots?"
"Oh I'll definitely take them!" Answered Holly. "In fact, would you mind if I keep them on?"
"By all means. Do you need a bag for your trainers?"
"No, that's fine thanks, I'll put them in my rucksack. But do you have any pins I could borrow?"
"Sure."
He disappeared for a moment before returning with a box of safety pins.
Holly straightened her skirt and then rolled it up to the top of her thighs.
"I think they should remain fully on display, don't you?" She said, pinning it in place.
"Most definitely!"
Skirt pinned, she put her trainers in her bag and followed him out of the stock room.
"Thank you very much!" She said as she headed to the shop door.
"Oh no, thank you!" He exclaimed as he watched her walking away, her arse swaying nicely, and showing just a glimpse of torn hosiery.
Holly wandered around the shopping centre for another half an hour or so. She gained many approving looks and indeed outright leers from many of the men there, while the reactions from the women were very mixed. A tiny part of her was horrified at all of the attention, but the rest was enjoying it all.
She didn't know what to make of her inner turmoil. Deciding to think things over over a coffee, she went to one of the cafes and ordered a drink.
Taking a seat at a table outside she realised how wet her underwear was with the guy's cum soaking into them. She felt a secret thrill at this and wondered if anyone sat around her would suspect that.
She took a sip of her coffee and noticed a security guard who seemed to be taking a lot of interest in her.
"Don't be silly!" She thought, looking around her. "Just because you have a new pair of boots doesn't mean everyone is interested in you."
She took another sip, glancing in his direction.
This time she was sure of it. He was looking directly at her. Holly felt a thrill and, unbidden, slowly began to open her legs. He was standing in front of her, so she knew he was know getting a view up her skirt of her torn tights and damp underwear.
She felt a mixture of happiness but also dissatisfaction however, when he turned and walked away a few steps, talking on his radio as he did.
"Good!" Thought the conservative side of her. "What were you thinking you harlot! Opening your legs like that to another stranger!"
"More fool him." Responded the "boots" Holly. "He doesn't know what he's missing!"
She finished her coffee and walked away from the cafe.
She had barely for a few steps when she felt a presence next to her.
"Excuse me miss, would you mind accompanying me to the security office?" Said a deep voice.
Tingles ran through her body again and she felt a dampness in her crotch that wasn't from the sperm soaking into her underwear.
She looked beside her and there was the security guard. He was quite a large man, both in height and girth, most of which did not come from muscle. She guessed he was at least twenty years older than her. Most definitely he was not the sort of guy she would look twice at, and yet she felt electricity coursing through her.
Coyly she spoke, " what for, if I might ask officer?"
"You are suspected of shoplifting from the charity shop over there."
Holly stopped dead, stunned. "Bu.. but... I haven't shoplifted anything!! How... why would you think that?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, but I'm just going on what the control room has told me. I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to divulge any further details. Please accompany me to the security office so we can sort this out."
Holly walked with him in a daze to a set of non-descript double doors that he opened with a code. Her normal self was absolutely mortified that she was being suspected of a crime. ‘Boots' Holly was a little ashamed at that, but felt more disappointed that it seemed his approach hadn't been to set up another tryst.
They walked along a corridor until the reached a room full of monitors. The security guard led her inside and spoke to the other man in there. He was of a similar age and stature to the man who had accompanied her.
"Patch the recordings from cameras 19 and 26 into the interview room Jim."
The man at the desk punched some numbers into the keyboard and then the two of them led Holly into the windowless room next door.
As they entered, Holly again stopped in her tracks. There, on the big screen opposite the door, was a split screen image clearly showing her at the entrance to the the charity shop. On the left side she was entering, skirt at knee length and trainers on her feet. On the right, she was leaving, skirt now pinned just below her bum and the new boots on.
"Oh no!" She groaned. "Look, I can explain..."
"That's what everyone says." Replied the first guard. "Why don't you put your bag on the table and take a seat."
He pointed to a plastic chair in the centre of the room. In front of it was a plain table, with another chair on the other side. A filing cabinet stood in one corner. Aside from this furniture and the TV screen the room was bare.
Holly did as she was told, sitting heavily in the chair before her. The second guard sat on the other side of the table, while the one who had escorted her from the cafe perched on the edge of the table just in front and to the side of Holly. He emptied her bag onto the table.
"Hmm, just the right level to suck his cock." Thought ‘Boots' Holly.
"Shut up!" Replied her normal self. "We're, er, I'm in real trouble here."
"What better way to get out of it?" Said her other self. A tingle running through her body.
"Just stop! You've had your fun and look where it's got us!!"
The voice stopped, but the tingle remained, distracting Holly somewhat.
The seated guard started talking as this internal monologue finished. He'd pulled a remote control from his pocket and pressing a button brought up a full screen version of her entering the store.
"Do you agree that this is clearly a picture of you entering the charity shop? The charity shop that supports our local hospice."
Holly didn't need any additional reason to feel bad, but the way he said the final word made her heart sink to her feet.
"Yes." She answered meekly.
"And would you mind describing what you are wearing in this image?"
The other guard had spread her stuff out and was looking through her purse.
"A T-shirt, skirt, tights and trainers."
He pressed a button and the image changed to her leaving the shop.
"And now?"
"Well, basically the same..."
"There are a couple of differences though, aren't there? One in particular, which I would like you to state for the record."
"I'm wearing thigh-high boots instead of the trainers."
"And unless I'm very much mistaken, my colleague here will not have been able to locate a receipt anywhere in your bag or purse. Adam?"
"Quite correct Jim."
"Yes, but, I can explain... it's just..."
"Go on." Said Jim as Holly faltered.
"Well... I mean... I can, but I also can't..."
"Really? You see, that makes us even more suspicious." Continued Adam. "Do you know what first alerted me to thinking you had something to hide? It was when you did this."
He nodded to Jim who brought up the next image. This was of Holly sat in the cafe with her legs spread wide. The angle allowed a very slight look up at her ripped tights.
"You see, when someone tries to draw this much attention to themselves, it's usually because they have something to hide."
Unconsciously Holly found her legs spreading again.
"You think this means I have something to hide?!" ‘Boots' Holly had suddenly taken over. "How wrong you are. It's because I have something I wanted to show!"
She stood.
"In fact, I'll show you just how little I have to hide and how much I have to show!"
With that, she stripped off her T-shirt and skirt to stand before the two men in just her underwear.
"That's why I was spreading my legs gents! And you know why there's no receipt, it's because I let the guy in the shop fuck me in return for the boots."
She grabbed hold of Adam's hand and pressed it against her crotch.
"You want a receipt, here's your receipt!"
She moaned as Adam began to massage her through the wet cotton.
"She makes a pretty convincing argument Jim." He said as he slipped one finger past the material and into her slit. "Definitely nothing to hide here."
Holly groaned and extended her hand to his crotch.
"See, I told you I had nothing to hide." She sighed. "Now why don't you show me what you're hiding."
As this had been taking place, Jim had walked to the filing cabinet. Unlocking it he took out a pair of scissors and cane over to Adam and Holly.
"Well I think we need to see everything, just to be certain." With that he pulled the waistband of Holly's panties out of her tights and snipped twice. Her knickers dropped to the floor, freeing access for Adam who swiftly added a second finger to her dripping slit.
"Well now we know collar and cuffs match!" Exclaimed Adam as her blonde bush was covered by his hand.
Jim unclipped her bra and removed it from her, forcing her to stop her fumbling at Adam's crotch. Picking the now ruined panties up from the floor, Jim returned to the filing cabinet and dropped Holly's underwear inside.
He walked behind Holly and began groping her breasts from behind causing her to squeal in pleasure.
"Now we're happy. Seems the only thing you were hiding was one fucking hot body!!"
"Oh God! Oh God!" Moaned Holly."What you're both doing feels so gooooooooooooooddddd!!!!!!"
Her knees buckled as she came, and the two men helped her down to sit in the chair.
"Our turn!" Said Adam as he finished what Holly had started and undid his trousers completely, letting them drop to the floor.
Even in her post-orgasmic state, Holly found herself quickly reaching for the waistband of his boxers. Sliding them to the floor she revealed his thick 9 inch dick.
"Mmm, nice!" She moaned, before wrapping her lips around the fat head and slipping half of his length into her mouth.
"Ahhh fuuuuccccckkk!!!" Groaned Adam, as she withdrew.
Taking him back into her mouth, she saw from the corner of her eye that Jim was now on the other side of her, naked from the waist down. He too looked too have a nice thick dick, which she quickly wrapped her hand around.
After a couple of further bobs on Adam, with his fat cock head hitting the back of her mouth, she switched position and began to suck on Jim's rod.
"Fuck yeah!" He exclaimed. "Suck my dick slut!"
Holly alternated between the two cocks before her until, with his shaft halfway into her mouth, Adam held her head still and grunted. She was shocked as his sperm shot out and hit the back of her throat. Gagging slightly as she got her first ever taste of semen, she quickly found she liked it, sucking every drop that she could from his pulsing member.
"Uurrggghh!! Ahhhh!!!! Oh shhiittt!!" Groaned Adam. "That's it, drink up everything like a good little whore!!!"
Holly swirled her tongue around his cock head, making sure she'd cleaned it completely before sliding her lips off his rod.
"Mmm," she moaned, "that was yummy!"
She turned to Jim.
"Now for number tmmmpfh!!"
Having watched her take his friends load, Jim was too close to popping to let her finish the sentence. Thrusting himself between her lips he began to cum as soon has his dick head entered her warm mouth. As he was only just in, some of his spunk spilled out the corner of Holly's mouth and dribbled down her chin. When she'd sucked him dry, Holly scooped the stray stand up with a finger and licked it clean.
"Thank you guys. That was lovely."
"Oh our interrogation isn't finished yet!" Said Adam.
Holly saw that he'd cleared her things from the table.
"Up you get."
Holly stood and allowed Adam to help her up to sit on the table.
"Now lie back and enjoy."
With that he dropped to his knees between her legs and clamped his mouth onto her pussy.
"Ooooo!!! Yeeessss!!" She squealed, placing one hand on the back of his head.
As his tongue worked wonders in her wet hole and across her sensitive clit, she felt Jim's hand on her shoulder. Allowing herself to be pulled down into a lying position, she watched as he began to rub his hands across her breasts, focussing in her very erect nipples.
His limp dick was by her head, so she took hold of it and guided it into her mouth. She relished the different feel of his flaccid member begin to stiffen between her lips.
This sensation, combined with his hands on her tits and Adam's tongue probing at her folds meant she was soon cumming.
After a couple of minutes Jim was probably about half erect when he switched places with Adam. His oral technique was a bit rougher than Adam's, but Holly could feel yet another orgasm brewing as she wrapped her lips around Adam's erection.
Moments later she was cumming as Jim gave her a clit a slight nip with his teeth. As that orgasm washed over her she felt her legs being lifted straight up and then suddenly Jim was in her, his big dick sending waves of pleasure through her.
He fucked her hard for a few minutes before the two men again swapped places. Adam's dick felt even bigger as he ploughed into her. Her body was alive with erotic energy.
Jim fed his dick to her and she tasted a tangy mix of her own juices and the remnants of the charity store guy's cum.
They switched once more, Jim really thrusting hard into her until he gripped her waist and blasted his hot load into her. He pulled out and was swiftly replaced by Adam, who thrust several times and then he too was making a deposit deep inside her.
"Well," said Jim, "we believe that you're not a thief. But you're one huge slut! Look at you!"
Holly looked down at herself. Her tights were completely ruined, she had slight pressure marks on her breasts from where the guys had groped her and her pubes were slightly matted from their spunk.
"I guess I am." She said with a shrug.
It was clear she wouldn't be getting her underwear back, so she slipped her T-shirt and skirt over her naked body.
"So can I go now?"
"Yes, you've been very helpful. You're free to go." Answered Adam, getting dressed. "I'll escort you back to the public area."
A couple of minutes later he was opening the double doors for her and Holly walked back into the main shopping centre.
Her erect nipples were still poking at the material of her T-shirt, the rip in her tights was clear to all and she was sure she could feel some of the two loads of spunk beginning to run down her thighs.
She rushed home where she stripped naked and stood under the shower for what seemed like an age while she contemplated what had just happened. It was so completely out of character she could only put it down to the boots. But that was stupid, wasn't it? They're just a pair of footwear.
Holly stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a big fluffy robe. Taking the boots, she put them in her wardrobe.
"Let's leave you here until the gig in two weeks. That's what I bought you for anyway."
One of her favourite DJs was playing at a club in another city and Holly had been looking forward to it since buying the ticket months ago. Today's shopping trip had been with the aim of getting a new outfit for that night, but she had only managed to get the boots. Things had gone very much not according to plan from that moment on! Still, at least it gave her a chance to go shopping again next weekend.
That shopping trip was exceedingly uneventful, although when she looked at herself in the mirror the following week, just before heading to the gig, she wondered what the hell she had been thinking.
The dress she had picked out was also totally out of character. Dark, bottle green, it barely covered her bum, and the slit down the front seemed to reveal a lot more cleavage than when she'd first tried it on. The thin spaghetti straps meant she was having to go bra less, so not only was the pale flesh of her boobs on display, her nipples were standing proud and poking at the material.
However, combined with the boots and her bare legs, and with her hair tied back in a high ponytail, she had to admit she looked pretty sexy!
She put her coat on and stepped out to take the train out to the gig. With the coat covering her outfit, she didn't draw much attention until she reached the cloakroom at the club. The moment she slipped out of her coat and revealed herself, she felt as though every eye was on her.
A familiar tingle started building through her body and a voice came into her mind "ooo Holly, we're going to have some real fun tonight!!"
She headed to the bar and ordered herself a vodka and coke. About to pay, she heard a voice next to her.
"Please, allow me?"
Looking to her left she saw a young man, probably similar in age to her. He was quite cute, dressed simply in a blue shirt and dark slacks.
"That's very kind of you."
"A pretty woman such as you must get drinks bought for her all the time?"
"Err, well, actually, I don't go out all that much to be honest."
"Then it would be my pleasure if you would allow me and my two friends over there to treat you for the rest of the night!" He extended his hand. "My name's Chris."
"Holly."
"A pretty name for a pretty woman!"
Holly blushed as he ordered three beers for himself and his friends. She still felt the heat in her cheeks as he led her to the table where they were sitting, waiting for the gig to start. Their eyes were locked on her as she walked towards them, and she could feel her vagina getting wet.
"Oh God!" She thought to herself. "I'm already massively turned on. What's in store for me tonight?"
"Just remember the security room and add one." Came the reply from Boots Holly.
She was sure a small orgasm hit her at the thought of that.
"Mark, Andy, meet Holly. Apparently Holly doesn't get bought drinks that often, so I said we'd rectify that for her tonight."
"Surely not! We'll that's something we'll have to change for you!!" Answered Mark.
"Absolutely, it would be our pleasure!" Added Andy, moving a chair for her to sit it.
"Why thank you gentlemen, I feel I should have to repay you though. I'm not sure I can however."
"The night is but young Holly." Said Mark. "Let's see where it takes us."
For the next forty minutes, while the warm up act was on, the four of them talked and the three guys kept the drinks coming. Holly flirted a bit, but none of the men seemed to want to press things further. By the time the lights dropped completely, she's had a total of six vodka and cokes, and she was pretty they'd all been doubles apart from the one she'd ordered herself. She had a good buzz on as the four of them headed to the main dance floor.
As they arrived, the music started and the place went wild. Holly was bumped and stumbled a little as they made their way into they mass of people. Andy and Chris reached out to stop her from falling. She thought one of them copped a feel of her arse, while the other grazed against the outside of her breast, but they were fleeting touches, so she could be sure.
They found themselves a space and started to dance along. The press of bodies meant that the three guys were very close to Holly, something she tried to exploit, by grinding herself subtly against them. Although she felt each of their cocks stiffen against her arse cheeks, none particularly pressed home.
"Wow, these guys are tough!" She thought to herself disappointedly. "I mean, we're all into the music, but I thought they were also into me... or at least I'd like them to be, in every sense!"
The next she danced closer to Chris she pressed herself closer to him. This time he reacted, wrapping one arm around her waist and beginning to match her moves, keeping his groin close to her backside. His other hand started on her upper right arm, but he quickly moved it around to her front, slipping it into the deep décolletage of her dress and caressing her left breast. Andy and Mark were close in and facing them, the only ones who had a clear view of what was happening.
Holly sighed as she finally got the reaction she wanted. The sigh quickly turned to a moan as Chris' lower hand lifted the bottom of her dress a short way and began to rub her pussy through her knickers.
"Fuck Holly, you're a cocktease aren't you? Braless, but not commando." He said into her ear.
She leaned her head back so he could hear her.
"Well that's easy to rectify, isn't it."
With that she hooked her fingers into the waistband and dragged her underwear over her hips, letting them drop to the floor.
"Much better." Growled Chris as his finger quickly found the little nub of her erect clit.
He teased her for a few moments, occasionally slipping his finger between her lips before he withdrew both hands. The three men rotated around her, and as Chris came into view he made a show of sucking his finger clean. She had no time to react however, as Mark's hands took over where Chris' had left off. He fed his finger between her folds from behind, cupping her tight arse as he did.
As with his friend, Mark only toyed with her briefly before he too passed her on and Andy took his turn to feel her up.
The three friends moved around her for what seemed like about 20 minutes, keeping her on the brink of orgasm but somehow never letting her cum. She kept trying to make one of their hands brush her clit, but they kept out of reach unitil, as the music reached a crescendo, she suddenly felt all three digits inside her and a palm pressing against her nun.
Holly's body shook as a huge orgasm rocked her body. Had it not been for the three men holding on to her, she was sure she would have collapsed to the floor.
"That's what happens to cock teases." She heard Chris say.
"Well I've had worse punishments!" She managed to reply. "So are the three of you going to stick more than just your fingers inside me any time soon?"
"How soon do you want?" Asked Chris.
"How about I go and get my coat and meet you by the door? Then it's just a case of who lives closest."
"What about the set?"
"Sod the music! I need to get fucked, so if you three aren't by the door in about 5 minutes, I'll screw whoever is."
She turned and walked in the direction of the cloakroom, leaving Chris to explain the situation to the other two.
Four minutes later they were walking out of the club, and ten minutes after that they were entering the boys' shared flat.
As they got through the door, Mark tapped something into his phone and suddenly the track which had been playing as they left he gig filled the flat.
"Nice touch." Said Holly as she followed them into the living room.
She stopped just in front of the door and, in time with the music, began to strip her dress off.
"What would you like to dri... FUCKING HELL!" Said Andy as her naked body came into view.
The other two were simply gobsmacked as she stepped out of the puddle of green material at her feet and stood before them clad just in her FMBs.
"Ok then boys, you've seen what I've got, as well as copped a good feel. Let's see what you have."
Mark was first to react, dropping his trousers to the floor to reveal a nice 8 inch dick.
"That's a good start Mark." Said Holly as she walked over and knelt before him.
She wrapped her hand round his stiffening shaft and began to stroke it gently.
"Very good indeed." Holly bent her head forward and took the spongy head between her lips causing him to groan.
Chris and Alex by now had stripped naked and stood either side of Mark, their similar sized cocks standing proud. Holly took one in each hand and began to stroke them as she allowed Mark to plunge his rod into her welcoming mouth.
After a minute or two Mark could hold back no longer. The teasing in the club followed by the young woman's hot mouth sucking at his shaft was too much for him and he shot his cum into her throat.
Holly was caught a bit off guard, but didn't miss a beat as she withdrew from Mark and popped Chris' dick into her mouth.
"You're good Holly." Sighed Mark. "I've got to see if your cunt tastes as juicy as it felt."
With that he walked behind her and got her to spread her legs wider. Lying down on his back, Mark slid his head between her thighs and began to lap at her furry, blonde pussy.
Both Chris and Andy has their cock heads wedged between her lips, meaning she could only emit a muffled moan as his tongue proved at her slit.
Andy withdrew his fat head slightly, allowing Holly to alternate between him and Chris, and the results soon followed. Andy came first, his dick just inside her mouth at the time meaning his cum leaked out of the corners and dribbled down her chin.
Chris didn't even make it as far as getting his cock back into her mouth, firing his load across her cheek, eye and forehead.
"Oh shiiittt!! Sorry Holly, didn't mean to get you in the eye!"
Holly didn't care, Mark's tongue was dancing on her clit and he'd slipped two fingers deep inside her.
"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh FFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!" She screamed as she came, her own juices squirting out to cover Mark's face.
He had now recovered and, sliding out from underneath her, he knelt behind Holly and in one thrust buried himself into her warm, wet folds.
"God YES!" She cried as he began to fuck her hard. "Yes Mark, stick your cock in me! Fuck me hard!!""
She dropped to all fours as he grabbed hold of her tits, mauling them as his rod reamed her cunt.
Chris knelt to offer his flagging shaft to Holly's new found oral talents, and she soon breathed new life into it. Seeing that his mate was now back at full mast, Mark pulled out and allowed Chris to take his place. Holly had been taken to the brink of another orgasm by Mark and the feel of this new meat plundering her hole was enough to tip her over the edge. She opened her mouth to cry out in ecstasy, but was cut short by Andy looking for his own resuscitation.
Muffled moans marked the next few minutes and Chris fucked Holly from behind and Andy plunged his shaft down her throat.
When he was at full mast, Andy lay on the floor beside Holly. Chris pulled out and she swiftly straddled Andy's glistening shaft, sighing as she descended. Controlling her motion, she was able to bring herself off again in short time. Mark and Chris offered her their dicks, which she eagerly sucked, tasting her own pussy juice as she did so.
After about ten minutes of this she felt Andy buck his hips upwards and his hot seed started flowing into her. Once he was spent, she rolled off to the side. Mark was quickly above her, taking her legs and putting them on his shoulders as he lowered himself into her. Several hard, deep thrusts later and his cum was mixing with Andy's inside her.
Mark was quickly replaced by Chris, whose deep fucking brought her to another orgasm, accompanied by his, the third load of spunk flooding into her.
The four of them lay spent on the floor. Naked, they chatted for a while before Holly and Mark started to drift off to sleep. When she woke a short while later she noticed Andy was still awake, looking at her and stroking his cock. She beckoned him over and they fucked until they both came. Andy collapsed on the sofa and soon fell asleep. Holly settled into one of the chairs and also drifted off.
For the next few hours, if she was awake, she would suck and fuck whichever of the guys was also awake. Sometimes just one, sometimes two, once all three. Put simply, her cunt and mouth became receptacles for their cum, and she loved it!
Eventually, close to 6am, the three men were really struggling to get hard again, and Holly realised she really should be getting home.
They exchanged numbers and promised to meet up again before she left to catch the train home.
"What a slut!" She thought to herself as she took a seat. "For the second time in a couple of weeks you've lost your knickers and have the cum of several strangers leaking from you!"
She sighed.
"The boots have to go. It must be them. I don't know if I could do something like this again! Fun though it was, it's just plain exhausting!"
When she got home she put the boots into the back of her wardrobe and didn't think of them again until her friend Jenny called her...
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