roaming hands

Linda stood naked in the darkness with only pin pricks of light from the small breaks in the wood, she now felt enclosed and jumped when the first had entered and brushed her leg, she quickly bent over and reached into the rough bag, she felt someone touch her from behind and a finger glanced over her naked buttock.

"What the hell was Tom going letting people at the back" she thought there was no way for her to turn and let them guess the prize, she attempted to reach behind herself and put a squeaky toy near to the hand when a hand shot through the hold at her left side, she looked down and saw a liver spotted old woman's hand roughly grab her left breast, she tried to pull away but the old hag had a good grip.

Linda could hear an elderly woman's voice call out, "is it a blancmange, its soft and squdgy" Linda was horrified at having her breast described as a soft dessert, the old woman refused to let go and had Linda's nipple in her leathery old fingers, she was twisting hard and Linda hand to bite her lip, the voice continued "No is it a balloon I can feel the knot, wait I'll try and burst it with my nails" Linda was ready to let out a scream when she heard Toms voice say "sorry one guess per person".

The old woman's hand disappeared however Linda had forgotten about the finger touching her naked buttock, it had shifted and was now between her legs, she felt it glance against her pussy lip and froze.

The fingers teased her and her heart pounded, another hand appeared on her right and roughly grasped her right breast, a deep voice said "I think I know what that is but I don't want to say" the hand mashed at her and Linda was helpless, the hand behind her disappeared and she heard, in a young male voice "I couldn't get anything" suddenly the hand appeared at the front and shot forward grabbing Linda's exposed pussy she felt herself getting wet whilst being explored by the stranger and heard a voice say "is it a dogs nose"

Others laughed and the hands continued, in a panic Linda began handing out gifts to any hands that entered even if they guessed or not, unfortunately word soon got out that the box was paying out and she could see through the cracks the crowd growing.

She needed to get out soon, more hands appeared and Linda hand nothing else to give, her body was being teased and tormented, hands of all genders and ages were exploring her and at one stage she felt a finger enter her pussy, she gulped hard and felt the urge not to call out, she heard a voice say "I don't know what it is but its very wet" another voice asked "give me a go" the finger was replaced and another took its place, Linda could hear the voices say "Smell that" and it smells good, how much would they charge to let me put my dick in"

Linda held the sides of the box, it was becoming too much, the humiliation of her body being played with by half the village was overwhelming, she wanted to break out of the box but then her shame would be complete and everyone would see her naked.

An idea sprang to mind and she bent over and picked up the rough bag, two fingers slid deep into her pussy and she let out a low moan, she thought that she could feel a third and she was being stretched.

Linda turned the bag upside down and with all her strength ripped a hole in the top, then another two at each side, she quickly pulled it over her head and put her arms through, it was just long enough to cover the top of her pussy but her ass was exposed.

With a push Linda opened the door and was momentarily blinded by the bright sun, she stood blinking her eyes and then began to run, she passed crowds of people laughing and gawping at her, she made it to the side entrance of the church and closed the door behind her.

The rough material rubbed against her sensitive skin and she wanted it off, she turned and looked at where she was and saw the local vicar looking back at her. he was an older heavy set black man who had recently joined the church from Africa, his eyes went wide at seeing Linda in little to nothing and asked "Are you alright my child"

Linda felt weak at the knees, all of the women volunteers at the church had commented at how handsome and exotic the big black man was and now she was standing in front of him wearing nothing but a sack, she sat on a wooden seat and realised that's her legs were open giving him a good view of her womanhood, she smiled politely and said "I might need a little help"