Yes, what else can she do?

Brenda stared at the three men standing about ten feet away from her. Strip? Here? At the side of the road? She glanced over her shoulder, but the odds of escaping didn't look good. There was a patch of grass about thirty feet wide, then thick brush leading to a deeply forested area. She'd never make the trees before they grabbed her, and then there was no telling what they'd do to her.

Besides there were bound to be worse things in the world than having to fuck these three. They were big boys, for sure, but she'd had big guys before. They'd be worshipping at the temple of Brenda before she was through with them.

"Come on, get on with it," said Vito. "Before I come over there and tear them rags off your body."

Brenda would never admit it to anybody, but that kind of talk had always turned her on. Hearing his threat made her aware of the pulsation between her legs. Mitch had never talked to her like that, but Mitch had turned out to be nothing but a no-good loser. She'd be thinking about him crumpled and bleeding all over the carpet while she was digging her nails into the backs of these three studs.

With a dramatic flourish, she brought both hands up to her chest and began to undo the buttons of her blouse, letting it hang a little more open with each one. At the bottom, she didn't remove it, but let it hang open, giving them a glimpse of cleavage.

Her fingers next went to the zipper of her jeans, which she pulled down with a slow, easy motion. She turned her back to push them down to her ankles and step out of them, and she could feel three pairs of eyes boring into her ass, protected only by a tiny black thong.

She swung back to face them, and reached for the clasp in the front of her bra. Smiling, her mouth slightly open, she unclipped it and teased them, opening and closing it several times before finally throwing it off to the side.

Brenda heard the intake of breath as all three men gazed at her breasts. She knew they were sweet, in fact, she was damned proud of them. They'd be more than a handful, even for one of these guys. She cupped them from beneath, raising them as if presenting for the men's approval. Her rosy nipples felt as if they were going to burst; they were so hard and just aching to be touched.

Turning her back again, she slid her thong to the ground, stepping out of it with one foot while kicking it away with the other. With her legs slightly ajar, she knew they could clearly see her engorged labia, and she worked her lips, winking at them with her pussy.

Brenda stood and turned back to face them, giving them the full frontal view of her soft flesh. Mac Jr seemed to be staring at her tits, while the other two were focused further down, at the soft patch of fur that covered the juncture of her thighs.

"Well," she cooed. "Is this what you wanted?"

"Fuck, yeah!" yelled Nick, and then the three of them were coming at her full speed. Brenda found herself lifted into the air, and for a moment thought she might be ripped apart in some demented game of tug-of-war. Instead, she was placed gently down, her back pressing into the soft grass as six hands crept across her skin.

A mouth found one of her nipples, and she closed her eyes as it was pulled into a hot mouth and sucked, hard teeth nibbling at it. On the other side, her whole tit was being tongue washed. She felt her thighs being pried wide open, and she steeled herself for the sudden penetration of a hard cock. Instead, it was a wet mouth that contacted her pussy, hot lips mashing against her labia as the man's tongue swirled around her clit, flicking it madly for a moment, then leaving it to explore more deeply.

Their hands were everywhere, in her hair, squeezing her tits, running across her belly and legs. The man between her thighs slipped a finger into her wet pussy, then a second one joined the first, thrusting in and out as his tongue lashing continued. Moments later, he was scissoring the two fingers back and forth against her g-spot, driving her crazy.

The orgasm was building, and it was going to be a good one. She felt her body shaking as the three men devoured her with fingers and tongues, and the crescendo began. "Oh, fuck!" she cried out as the wave reached its crest.

Without a word, all three men stopped and pulled away from her.

"Wha...?" cried Brenda. "Don't stop. I'm so close." She opened her eyes and saw Vito and Mac Jr kneeling on either side of her, Nick between her widespread legs. All three men wore big smiles.

"Let the record show," said Mac Jr, "that anything that happens from now on is at the request of the lady. He leered down at her. "And what, my lady, will you do for us?"