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This  is my own modification to the 6th chapter of a story I read and
enjoyed very much.  I made a few enhancements to suite my taste.   I hope
you like it and I hope the author does not mind my contributions.

Lady Striker

(Linda is being set up by some of her husbands friends who threaten
anonymously to tell her husband about an indiscretion she made just
before they were married)

 The last set-up would be the best, Jason promised. But it would
have to take place out of town so Linda wouldn't worry about being
seen by anyone she knew. And we'd all want to bring high powered
binoculars. Pre-season football had begun, and Jason told Brian to
insist they go to one of the Friday night high school games about a
half an hour away. Brian was supposed to tell Linda he'd heard about
one of the running backs and wanted to watch him play while it was
still warm at night.

    As with all of Jason's plans, it was fairly simple. The first part
of things would happen in the stands, and we'd watch from the stands
on the opposite side. Then if things went well, there was a private
area behind the school's utility complex. Of course, Linda wouldn't
know about the second part.  All she'd know was that this was her last
'payment'. If she did what she was told, the whole thing would be over
and she'd hear about it again.

    Her instructions were to sit in the stands with Brian, catch the
attention of one or more men, and give them a few wide open
up-the-skirt views. She didn't know, of course, that Brian would
conveniently not notice. Then at half time, she had to give the man
she'd flashed a sealed envelope. Jason told her she'd find the
envelope in her mailbox on Thursday, but if she opened it before it
was time, Brian would know all about her bachelorette party fling by
Saturday morning.

******


    When Jerry and I arrived at the stadium that Friday, we saw that
she'd obeyed the first part of her instructions. She and Brian were
seated about twenty rows up, with her on the aisle. She wore a light-
weight beige jacket, partially open to show a peach colored blouse.
Her skirt was dark brown, and just long enough to cover her knees as
she sat. She was wearing open-back casual shoes, and kept her feet
flat on the ground, her knees together, but her feet apart. It was a
clever way to comply with the instructions. She appeared to be sitting
modestly from above, but anyone who cared to look could see under her
legs and up the skirt for a moment or two as they climbed the bleacher
stairs.

    She knew she had to attract an audience, and she probably thought
the little preview she was offering might do the trick. She was right.
Every male climbing those stairs managed a quick glance, but most were
either with a group of people, or a wife or girlfriend, and had to
continue up the stairs.

    She finally got her audience when a couple of teenage guys climbed
the stairs looking for a seat. Both of them noticed her sitting there,
and took in all they could without an obvious stare. I couldn't tell
for sure, but it looked as though she'd opened up more for them than
anyone else who'd passed by. I looked at Jason, and I could tell he
was thinking the same thing I was. Linda might have decided a couple
of teens would be safer than a grown man. They'd gone two or three
rows past her when they stopped, exchanged a few words and headed back
down. There were some empty seats two rows below her, and the boys
took them. I don't know if she'd noticed them on their way up, but her
eyes followed them now as they sat down. They were talking to each
other, grinning and taking turns with a quick look over their
shoulders at her.

    Show time. The game started but we kept our binoculars on Linda.
The two teens below her got involved in the game, but they hadn't
forgotten about the lady wearing a skirt two rows up. They took turns
glancing back to check her out, probably hoping she'd get excited
about the game and open those knees a little. One of them wore a
baseball cap, so Jason, Jerry and I began to refer to him as 'Cap'. We
called the other one 'Vest' because he was wearing a hunting vest.

    For a while it looked as though Linda couldn't make herself go
through with it. She never even glanced at the boys, and her knees
stayed pressed together. From the expression on her face, we could tell
she was tense. Maybe she was arguing back and forth with herself about
doing it or not. Or maybe she'd decided she had to do it, but couldn't
get up the courage to
actually open up her legs when one of them was watching.

    It was just before half time, and my arms were beginning to ache
from holding those binoculars up. But the ache disappeared when Linda
finally got her courage up. Her fan club had pretty much given up on
her, hardly looking back at her at all. So when the guy with the cap
took a glance, she moved fast to keep his attention. She leaned across
Brian's lap, as though looking for something in his jacket pocket, and
when she did, she moved her right leg toward him but kept the left on
where it was. The angle was just right for the kid two rows down, and
he found himself looking straight up her skirt. The gap between her
knees was about a foot or so, and her panty crotch was in clear view.

    He tapped his friend on the shoulder, and now the two of them
looked back at her. Linda's attention was focused on Brian, so the
boys didn't worry about her catching them as they stared up her legs.
It was pretty obvious she'd not only decided to do it, but to do it
well enough to make sure whoever was sending her these damn
instructions would be satisfied.

    She took a few seconds more patting Brian's pocket, and then poked
him lightly in the ribs. When he laughed and poked her back, she slid
her left foot out to brace herself. One more poke from Brian, and
Linda held her hand up for mercy. The poking match was over, and she
straightened up, still looking at Brian, but without moving her feet
back together. It was the beaver shot to end them all. During the
poking, she'd slid forward to the edge of the bench, and now as she
sat up again with her knees wide open, she completely exposed the
front of her panties. 

    The two teens sat open-mouthed, staring up her skirt at the sheer,
taughtly stretched fabric covering her pussy mound, the shadow of her
pubic hair, the beginning swell of her ass cheeks and the crevice
between them. Our binoculars gave Jason, Jerry and I a good view from
across the field, but nothing compared to what those boys were
feasting their eyes on. She held her legs open that way for another 15
or 20 seconds, and then shifted position again, closing up the view.

    Soon after that, the game reached half time. The three of us left
the stands and headed for the utility building. As planned, Brian told
Linda he thought he'd seen a friend in the crowd, and wanted to look
for him. Linda told him she wanted something from the refreshment
stand and that she'd meet him back in their seats for the second half.
Of course, Brian knew that isn't what she wanted at all. She was
following part two of her instructions, and Brian knew exactly what
they were.

    They both stood up and headed down the stairs. When they reached
the bottom, Linda walked off toward the refreshment stand, and Brian
watched her go for a few moments. When she was out of site, he worked
his way through the crowd and joined us behind the utility building.

    From where we were, we could see Linda standing at the back of the
crowd near the refreshment stand. Of course, she didn't know exactly
what was coming next, but the expression on her face told us she
wasn't happy about her situation, no matter what was in store. She
watched the crowd, and when the boys finally showed up, she walked
over to them, envelope in hand, and offered it to the one with the
cap. Both of them recognized her right away, and they looked at each
other nervously as she approached. They were probably worried she was
going to turn them in or something. When she offered the envelope to
them, their expressions changed from nervousness to confusion.

    The one with the cap on shook his head, as though telling her it
wasn't his, but when she put it in his hands, he took it and opened
it. This is what he read: "She's lost a bet. She can't say 'no' to
anything you ask for the next 25 minutes. Try it. Tell her to walk
over behind the utility building. Then follow her. P.S. She doesn't
know what this note says. Show it to her."

    The two boys read the note, put their heads together for a moment,
and then handed it back to Linda. I don't know what they were
thinking, probably wondering if there was some kind of trap waiting
for them behind the shed, but it was pretty clear what Linda was
thinking. She was furious. She turned her head in every direction, as
though looking for whoever had written the note. She was so obviously
angry that the boys stepped back a bit and talked with each other
again. But Linda's anger probably helped convince them there wasn't a
trap behind the utility building. There was a golden opportunity for
some fun if they had the guts to go for it.

    It wasn't long before the one with the vest stepped close to
Linda, said something and nodded his head toward the utility building.
She was still angry, and when she answered, she almost butted heads
with him. But then, after a long scowl at both of them, she turned and
walked toward the shed. My cock gave a quiver, and I'll bet Brian's
did more than that. His lovely wife was headed straight for us!

    We went quickly to a great spot in the utility building on the second
level overlooking the only place where they would have room to stand and
still be out of site of passers by.  We were so close we would have to be
very quiet to keep from being caught. It didn't take long for the three
of them to reach the shed, and when they walked behind it, we were so
close, we could hear the rustle of Linda’s skirt as well as the anger in
Linda's voice.

    "Just don't think you're going to get all carried away here, boys,"
she said. "This is mostly a joke and....well, you'd better behave or
there'll be hell to pay, I'll tell you that."

    "If it's a joke, then how come you're back here with us," asked Vest.

    "Because I have to go along with the joke. But that doesn't mean
you can....."

    "The note says you can't say 'no'," said Cap, beginning to be less
intimidated by her anger.

    "Uhuh. Well you heard what I said."

    Linda had nerve, I'll give her that. Her instructions didn't say
anything about not giving the guys a hard time, and she was doing it
in spades.  At that point, Brian pointed his video camera and began
recording.  We were so close that even the soft sound of the power  zoom
might be heard.  He had set the zoom before they got there, so we were
safe.

    "So what if I told you to unzip your jacket," asked Cap. "The note
says you'd have to do it."

    There was a long moment of silence. And then slowly, with fingers
that seemed to have trouble gripping the zipper, Linda undid her
jacket. The effect on both boys was immediate. Their confidence rose,
and they stepped closer to her. Linda was in the perfect position for us,
facing the window where we were and in the glow of a security light on
the corner of the building.  The light did not shine inside the building
at all, so we were totally invisible in the dark room.

    "And what if I told you to unbutton that blouse," asked Vest.

    Linda looked him straight in the eye, but the hard edge was gone.
"I'd ask you not to," she said.

 "Yeah, but I think I really want you to," said Vest. "Now."

 "Or maybe you need some help," Cap said. "Maybe I should unbutton
one or two of 'em for you."

With that, Cap put both hands at the top of Linda's blouse. He let
them rest there for a moment, and when she didn't slap them away, he
unbuttoned the top two buttons. A grin that wasn't exactly boyish
spread over his face.

 "Think you can take it from there?" he asked, and when she didn't
say anything, he slid both hands down to cup her breasts. "I'd sure
like to see these. They feel great. I bet they look even greater. What
do they look like? I mean the nipples. Tell me. Have you got those big
kind, or the small pointy ones. I want you to tell me."

Linda's face was beginning to flush a deep red as she pleaded, "Don't do
this. Please."

    "Hey, you lost the bet, lady, not me," Cap said in mock
righteousness.

    "Yeah. We're just here to help," Vest added. "So what do they look
like?

    "They're.....they're pink, Linda said, forcing herself, "they're dark
pink and, you know, just regular."

    "Regular big or regular small?" Vest persisted.

    "Bigger, I guess," Linda said somewhat helplessly, "I don't know...."

    "So let's find out," Cap said, "unbutton it all the way."

    Caps hands began to move on her breasts, exploring and massaging
as Linda fumbled with the rest of the buttons. When she'd finished,
Cap spread the blouse open and both boys stared at her sheer white bra
for a moment. Then Vest took the initiative and tugged downward on the
cups. Her bra was tight, and only a small portion of her breasts came
into view.

    "Not like that," Cap said, pushing Vest away from her, "like
this." And he slipped his hands under the blouse and around Linda’s back.
 "Please don’t"  Linda said pleadingly as Cap’s hands were busy with her
bra clasp. Soon the tension on the front of the bra went away and the bra
rested loosely over her breasts.  Cap wasn’t finished as he moved his
hands to the front of the bra and proceeded to undo the straps.  When he
was finished, he slowly pulled the bra completely free of Linda and
handed it to Vest saying "Here, a souvenir for you"

    I looked over at Brian, but he was glued to the scene. There stood
his wife Linda with her blouse open and her breasts exposed.  Linda took
hold of the bottom hem of the blouse and pulled it closed to cover her
nakedness.  Vest said "If you want to keep that blouse on, you’d best
leave it open.  Otherwise we will take it as a souvenir.  We may anyway,
but at least this way you have a chance to keep it."  Both boys moved in
close and examined their prize.

    "God you've got beautiful tits," Cap said, his fingers beginning
to stroke her nipples.

    "Gorgeous," added Vest, and with that he pushed one of Cap's hands
away and lowered his mouth to her left nipple. He circled it with his
tongue, brushed his lips across the tip, and then began sucking while
his fingers squeezed the underside of the breast, pushing it deeper
into his mouth.

    Cap didn't take long to follow suit. Linda closed her eyes
tightly, completely helpless as each boy sucked and nibbled on one of
her nipples.

    The whole twenty-five minutes might have gone buy with the boys
happily massaging and sucking her breasts if Vest hadn't roused
himself. "Hey," he said, "let's not blow the whole time. We only got,
what, ten minutes left or somethin'?"

    Cap lifted his head away form Linda's chest. "Yeah, you're right."
He stood back form Linda and said, "Come on lady, let's see the rest
of it."

    "Don't...Please, isn't this enough?" was all Linda could manage.

    "Don't, nothin'," Cap said. "Bend over. Now. I always wanted to
see somethin' like this."

    "Yeah, bend over," said Vest, and put his hand on her shoulder to
start her bending.

    "Way over," said Vest. "Turn around and lean over that wooden fence
rail."

    "No!" Linda said in a hoarse whisper. "I won't do that. Damn it,
you've gotten enough!"

    "Okay," said Cap," "Don't. But if anybody asks us if you did what
we wanted, we'll have to tell 'em no."

    Another long silence.

    "So?" said Cap.

    Linda's face lost all expression. Her shoulders sagged and she
looked like she might fall to the ground if Vest weren't holding on to
her shoulder. Then slowly she turned around began to bend at the waist,
lower and
lower until her stomach rested on the rail and her hands touched the
ground.

    Her skirt rose up high enough to expose the bottom of her panties,
and the boys took it from there. They both took the hem of her skirt
and lifted it up over her ass, exposing her panty-covered cheeks.
Again, they took in the delicious view for a moment, and then Vest
hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties.

    "Please....I can't....this is so bad...," Linda pleaded. But the
boys weren't listening. They were too fascinated with the view as Vest
pulled her panties down inch by inch.  The panties held for a moment
on the crest of her ass cheeks, and then slid down quickly. Vest let
them go and they settled at Linda's ankles. .

    Cap bent down and pulled the panties off of her feet. "Spread your
legs wider now." demanded Vest, and when she, did both boys stepped in
for a closer view.

    Brian's hand went to his crotch, adjusting himself and pressing
against his hardening cock as he watched his beautiful wife standing
there, bent at the waist and thrusting her naked ass up for the two
boys to explore with their eyes, and then their hands. They stroked
her thighs and her ass cheeks, spreading her open, probing her anus
with their fingers, and then began to play with her pussy. Then Vest
sat down between her open legs, his face only a few inches from her
pussy. He opened her vagina with his fingers, and strained up to
inhale her fragrance. After a moment, he arched his neck and began to
lick her pussy lips.  Even as close as we were, at first it was hard to
tell if Linda’s movements were just due to the pressure of Vests mouth on
her or if she was beginning to react to the stimulation.  After a few
minutes, it became clear that her motion was driven from inside her, not
by the pressure from Vest.   We also heard an occasional moan from Linda
that seemed to correspond to times when it looked like Vest made certain
movements with his tongue.

    "God damn...," muttered Cap, and he fumbled at his belt until he
was able to loosen it and drop his trousers and shorts.

    When Linda heard Cap loosen his buckle, she started to straighten
up, hoarsely whispering, "Oh No! You can't!" barely loud enough for us to
hear what she said.

 "Quiet!" Cap said in a loud whisper, forcing her back down again,
"I don't think you want us to bring anybody else  back here, to see you,
do you?   Anyway, you wouldn’t us to have to report that you welched on
your bet, would you?"

With that Linda seemed resigned to her fate and leaned back over the
rail, her head low, her skirt over her back,  and her exposed pussy being
stimulated by the tongue and mouth of Vest.

As Linda continued to respond to Vests efforts, we could see her shifting
her hips and hear her moan more often.  Soon Cap smiled and tapped Vest
on the shoulder signaling him to continue his ministrations.   Cap gently
unbottoned the side buttons of the skirt, pulled it  from over her back,
and began to slowly slide it down.  Vest pulled back only for a moment as
the skirt slid past Linda’s exposed rear end and slid to the ground.  Now
she was naked from the waist down, wearing only her blouse.  As Vest
resumed his massage to her pussy, Linda reached back with both hands to
cover her bare bottom.  That was a mistake, as Cap took advantage of her
position to slide her unbuttoned blouse off her shoulders, down her back
and off her arms.  Linda started to protest and straighten up, but a deep
thrust of Vests tongue brought a moan from her lips and she slumped back
over the rail, now completely naked.

Cap then  pulled his cock out of his underwear and nudged Vest to move
aside.

At that point we had the incredible clear view of Linda, completely
naked, facing away from us at an angle, but with enough of a rear view
that we could see her ass cheeks and wet pussy glistening in the glow of
the security light.  We also noticed that even though Vest had stood up
and was no longer touching her, she continued to sway her rear end and
moan quietly.

 "Jesus, Cap," said Vest." You're gonna get her pregnant or somethin'."

    "I'm not gonna do anything yet,  stupid,  in fact, you can go
first.".

Vest broke into a nervous grin. "You think I should?  I didn’t think she
would let us do that"

Cap broke in with "She can’t say no, remember?"

Linda continued to sway her hips and between moans she said softly
"Please don’t…. you shouldn’t"

 After thinking for a minute, Vest said.  "I'm just gonna feel myself
inside you lady. Now, stay still. I'm just gonna go inside a little but I
don't know what's gonna happen if you start movin' around."     It was a
strange kind of logic, but Linda must have
decided there was something to what he said. Her best course was to
provide as little stimulation as possible. Or maybe all the sucking and
massaging on her body had gotten her too hot to care? Whatever it was,
she stayed bent over and didn't move when she felt his cock begin to
stroke the crack of her ass.

    He held it with his hand and moved it in circles over her ass,
sliding it between her cheeks, pushing in a little against her
asshole, and then down to her pussy. The kid had a good sized hard-on
by the time he found her pussy lips, and I couldn't help but watch
Brian's face as Cap slid his stiff cock up inside Linda's pussy.  It
went in easy, which meant she was wet enough, and I wondered how Brian
felt about that, too, watching  his wife seemingly willing to accept this
strange cock. We could all hear a very clear loud moan from Linda as the
cock penetrated her exposed pussy . The air was cool, but Brian was
sweating now,
and his hand began to stroke the erection that bulged in his trousers.

Vest’s eyes closed in pleasure as Linda's pussy lips clung to his cock,
and he began thrusting in and out, harder with each stroke until we could
hear his balls slapping against her thighs.   Linda’s moans grew and as
the pace rose, we could hear her say "Oh please, don’t come inside me!"

Vest opened his eyes, and with obvious regret, pulled his wet cock
out of Linda's pussy. But the urge was already too strong. With a
groan, he pressed the length of it against her ass and began thrusting
again, stronger and harder, pushing against her so much that Vest had
to keep her from falling forward. Now thrusting rapidly, Cap let out a
final hoarse breath and came against Linda's soft, full ass, his semen
spurting up her ass crack onto the small of her back.

    For a moment, no one said anything, Vest’s  spent cock growing limp
against
her ass.  Then he backed away and said to Cap. "If you don't try it,
you're crazy. Her pussy's fantastic!"

    "No," Linda said, "please. I can't stop it...I.."

    "Can't stop what?" asked Cap.

    "Nothing!...I..."

    "Uh oh," said Vest, stroking her pussy with his hand," are we
getting a little hot?"

    "God..." was all Linda could say, but her ass pressed up against
him, pushing her pussy harder against his hand and wriggled from side to
side.

Cap signaled Vest to continue rubbing Linda’s pussy as he walked over and
picked up a wooden carton about a foot and a half on a side.  He reached
over the fence next to Linda and carefully placed it on the ground next
to her hands.  Then he took her hands and placed them on the carton. 
This allowed Linda to hold herself up by her hands and lifted her stomach
slightly off the fence rail.  This new position gave Linda more freedom
of movement and we could see her swaying increase noticeably.  Now she
could move back and forward as well as from side to side.

Cap then motioned Vest to step aside and positioned himself behind Linda
with his 7 inch cock aimed straight at the wet lips of her pussy 

    "Jesus!" It was Linda, looking back through her legs at Cap’s erect
cock.

 "Okay, lady," Cap said, touching his cock against her pussy lips, "looks
like we're both gonna love this." Now I am going to do the same thing my
buddy did.  The only difference is that when I am about to shoot my load,
I am going to pull myself straight back out and leave it right here, just
behind your pussy.  Do you understand?"    Linda could only manage a
muffled "unhuh" as she continued to writh with pleasure. At the touch of
his hot cock on her pussy, Linda lost control. She gasped, thrust her ass
backwards against him and let out a long slow moan as he slid into her.

    I suppose Linda's arousal was hottest for Brian to watch, but the
rest of us were breathing short too. Our angle gave us a perfiect view of
her beautiful ass thrust as it back against that cock and seeing the
slick length of it open her
pussy and slide deep inside was so damn erotic I don't think an
earthquake could have distracted us.

    "Christ your pussy feels good!" Cap said, and began a slow rhythm
thrusting deep inside her, and then back out to tease her clit with
the tip of his cock.  Linda met every thrust with a demanding backward
pressure of her own, and soon they were crushing against each other.
Linda's excitement built higher and sharper until finally it burst,
consuming her in a shuddering orgasm. Her skin glistened with sweat
and her breath came in ragged tears as she pressed her pussy against
him. Cap must have had more experience with sex than we imagined as he
was able to keep from coming throught her orgasm and for a while longer. 
 After Linda’s orgasm, Cap worked her up near a second with long slow
strokes that became increasingly faster and deeper. As Linda began to
almost vibrate with excitement, Cap announced through clenched teeth that
he was about to cum.  True to his word, he pulled his cock out of Linda’s
pussy and held it steady just behind her.  Linda’s moans were interrupted
by a frantic "Noooo, please don’t".  At first we thought she was begging
him not to come inside her, but we soon saw that we were wrong.  After a
fraction of a second with Linda’s empty pussy gyrating just in front of
Cap’s firm cock, she pushed back and slid herself back onto Cap long
staff. 

"Unnnng" was the sound Linda made as she impaled  herself completely on
the cock.  True to his word, Cap held himself still and did not thrust
into Linda….. it turned out he didn’t have to as Linda began to rock
forward and back pushing Cap’s cock in and out of her pussy just as
before.  

As though to give her one last chance, Cap said "I’m gonna come" and
began to respond to her thrusts.  He rested his hands on her naked hips
and allowed her to continue.  Soon, as Linda let out a long "Oooooohh" 
Cap began to buck and it was clear that he was filling her  with a full
load of his cum.

    It was a few minutes before Linda or either of the boys moved very
much.  Cap pulled himself out of Linda and walked a few feet away as he
arranged his pants and straightened his clothes.  Vest just watched as
Linda relaxed her arms and draped herself over the fence rail, still
completely naked. Cap finally broke the silence with "We will be happy to
let your friend know that you more paid your bet.  We’re gonna keep a few
souvenirs, though, to help us remember tonight."  With that he tossed
Vest Linda’s shirt and tucked her panties in his pocket.  "As hot as you
are, I’m sure this skirt and jacket will be more than enough to keep you
warm."

Brian had to hurry back to the stands to meet Linda there, and, of
course, accept whatever excuse she came up with for missing the start of
the second half.



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