Elizabeth had been feeling horny all day. As she walked she was conscious of the weight of her breasts filling her bra, the nipples rubbing slightly against the silk.

Between her legs her panties were rubbing slightly uncomfortably, she could have adjusted them demurely but instead put up with the irritation as it added to her state of feverishness.

Since the kids had left home she found herself with more and more time on her hands. Her husband's booming business had become his mistress and she was tired of too polite social events and needless chit chat.

As she approached a building site she glanced upwards and saw three men leaning over the scaffolding.

"Here we go" she thought, anticipating some lewd shouted remarks. Even though she was dressed conservatively she had always received such nuisance attention, ever since she as a school girl and her breasts had filled her starched white blouse.

The men, as usual, were unattractive, dirty and common.  The sort of loud-mouthed young men she would see staggering through town on a Friday night with their giggling, slutty girlfriends.

"Alright darling, wanna rub my pole" shouted one, as he ran his hand up and down a scaffolding pole.

"Get your tits out love" shouted another.

"Want a real man?" shouted the third, rubbing his bare, dust-smeared chest.

Other women in the street glanced at her in sympathy.

Other men glanced at her and she knew they shared the men's sentiments, if not their vulgarity.

Elizabeth walked on, increasing her pace slightly, adopting an air of disgust, glancing up once.........

Neither the men, nor the passers-by would have noticed her slight shudder, the intake of breath.  They would never have known about the wetness in her panties.

Elizabeth knew though.  She could feel the hot wetness of her furry vagina, her mind filled with thoughts of walking into the building site, hitching up her conservative skirt and bending over in the workmen's shed, snarling at the disgusting three scummy workmen "Yes, I do want a real man, yes I am a dirty slut, yes I do want to get fucked by your dirty fat cocks."

Her nipples hardened further as she thought of what could be....

Imagining pulling her La Perla panties to one side and saying "Come on then shove it in my arse. My pussy is where my children came from, where my husband took my virginity, it's a special place, but my arse is where my dirt comes from and where your cocks should go. Fuck me there, take my dirty arsehole, fill my bowels with cum."

She imagined one cock sliding in, stretching her sphincter then exploding thick, virile semen into her.  The second man's dick would slip in more easily, its passage lubricated by his workmate's sperm.  He would be rough, pinching her full breasts as he buggered her shithole hard, forcing her face harder between the taut buttocks of the man whose sweaty anus she was being forced to lick.  Then she would feel a mixture of relief and frustration as she felt him dump a load in the sewer of her guts and feel his cock sliding out of her chute, covered in cum and shit.

The third cock would be the biggest, wrenching her arsehole wide open as it entered her bottom.  All three men would laugh lewdly as the air pumped into her bowels was forced out with a wet, farting sound.  Being sodomised by this huge cock would make her cum, wetness soaking the gusset of her panties.  Her knees would tremble as she felt his prick whipping the turds in her bottom into a creamy brown froth.  Finally, he too would ejaculate into the depths of her bowels and withdraw his massive, filthy prick. She imagined taking all that come and then dropping her skirt and cleaning each cock with her red-lipsticked mouth, sucking down the taste of cum, sweat and shit, slipping her elegantly manicured finger into hairy arsehole of each man in turn, eager to coax a further load from their bloated, sweaty bollocks.

Then walking out, back to her staid conservative world, getting home and kissing her husband and teenage children hello, a demure peck on their cheeks while she could still taste the filth in her mouth and feel their thick jism ooze from her dirty hole....

Elizabeth had been feeling horny all day. As she walked she was conscious of the weight of her breasts filling her bra, the nipples rubbing slightly against the silk.

Between her legs her panties were rubbing slightly uncomfortably, she could have adjusted them demurely but instead put up with the irritation as it added to her state of feverishness.

Since the kids had left home she found herself with more and more time on her hands. Her husband's booming business had become his mistress and she was tired of too polite social events and needless chit chat.

As she approached a building site she glanced upwards and saw three men leaning over the scaffolding.

"Here we go" she thought, anticipating some lewd shouted remarks. Even though she was dressed conservatively she had always received such nuisance attention, ever since she as a school girl and her breasts had filled her starched white blouse.

The men, as usual, were unattractive, dirty and common.  The sort of loud-mouthed young men she would see staggering through town on a Friday night with their giggling, slutty girlfriends.

"Alright darling, wanna rub my pole" shouted one, as he ran his hand up and down a scaffolding pole.

"Get your tits out love" shouted another.

"Want a real man?" shouted the third, rubbing his bare, dust-smeared chest.

Other women in the street glanced at her in sympathy.

Other men glanced at her and she knew they shared the men's sentiments, if not their vulgarity.

Elizabeth walked on, increasing her pace slightly, adopting an air of disgust, glancing up once.........

Neither the men, nor the passers-by would have noticed her slight shudder, the intake of breath.  They would never have known about the wetness in her panties.

Elizabeth knew though.  She could feel the hot wetness of her furry vagina, her mind filled with thoughts of walking into the building site, hitching up her conservative skirt and bending over in the workmen's shed, snarling at the disgusting three scummy workmen "Yes, I do want a real man, yes I am a dirty slut, yes I do want to get fucked by your dirty fat cocks."

Her nipples hardened further as she thought of what could be....

Imagining pulling her La Perla panties to one side and saying "Come on then shove it in my arse. My pussy is where my children came from, where my husband took my virginity, it's a special place, but my arse is where my dirt comes from and where your cocks should go. Fuck me there, take my dirty arsehole, fill my bowels with cum."

She imagined one cock sliding in, stretching her sphincter then exploding thick, virile semen into her.  The second man's dick would slip in more easily, its passage lubricated by his workmate's sperm.  He would be rough, pinching her full breasts as he buggered her shithole hard, forcing her face harder between the taut buttocks of the man whose sweaty anus she was being forced to lick.  Then she would feel a mixture of relief and frustration as she felt him dump a load in the sewer of her guts and feel his cock sliding out of her chute, covered in cum and shit.

The third cock would be the biggest, wrenching her arsehole wide open as it entered her bottom.  All three men would laugh lewdly as the air pumped into her bowels was forced out with a wet, farting sound.  Being sodomised by this huge cock would make her cum, wetness soaking the gusset of her panties.  Her knees would tremble as she felt his prick whipping the turds in her bottom into a creamy brown froth.  Finally, he too would ejaculate into the depths of her bowels and withdraw his massive, filthy prick. She imagined taking all that come and then dropping her skirt and cleaning each cock with her red-lipsticked mouth, sucking down the taste of cum, sweat and shit, slipping her elegantly manicured finger into hairy arsehole of each man in turn, eager to coax a further load from their bloated, sweaty bollocks.

Then walking out, back to her staid conservative world, getting home and kissing her husband and teenage children hello, a demure peck on their cheeks while she could still taste the filth in her mouth and feel their thick jism ooze from her dirty hole....