Donna enjoyed volunteering to fill her time. One of the jobs she liked best was serving as the local welcome wagon. When new families arrived on base, she would greet them, take them over a little housewarming gift, have lunch with the wife, driving her around town and showing her the local stores, entertainment complex and restaurants, and generally make them feel welcome. It was very fulfilling for Donna, and it gave her an opportunity to meet new people and make friends.

One Friday afternoon, Donna was scheduled to meet with another new family. The dad, Mike, was an airman. His wife Nancy was a few years younger than Donna, pretty and blonde. They had two children, both boys. James was almost 18, while his younger brother, Tim, was 16.

Donna had met them when they first arrived earlier that day, and they all seemed lovely. Mike was a big man, and Donna had to admit to herself that seeing him in his uniform did make her a bit wet between the legs. Of course, Donna had to also admit to herself that a lot of things made her wet between her legs; she knew she was a horny little bitch. Nancy was very nice as well, smiling and happily accepting an invitation to lunch on Monday. The boys had been very polite when introduced as well.

Donna was baking a pie to take over to them that night (how very June Cleaver, she thought to herself), when I walked in. I leaned against the kitchen doorjamb and looked at her. She glanced up at me, smiling, but the smile faltered a little when she saw the look in my eye.

"Um, I'm baking a cake," she said nervously.

I just smiled at her, a predatory smile, and looked her up and down. She nervously pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Strip," I said quietly.

Donna glanced over at the oven, but she knew better than to complain. The last time she complained, I drove her to Wasilla, took her to a bar, stripped her naked and pushed her into the men's room. Two hours and twenty-five cocks later, I had taken her home. Of course, she had cum on each and every one of those cocks, so it wasn't as much of a punishment as it might have been.

Donna opened the housedress she wore and dropped it to the ground. I smiled that evil smile again and walked up to her, circling behind her. She gasped as I ran my fingers over her sensitive nipples, then moaned as I slipped the gag into her mouth. She hated the gag; she thought it was disgusting the way that she drooled. But she also knew that she had no choice in the matter, and that made her pussy as moist as the gag soon was.

"You're not going to embarrass me, are you?" I whispered in her ear.

"No, sir," she shuddered.

"Good girl," I said, and she buckled a little as her knees got weak.

I shut off the oven, tied her hands in front of her and led her into the back yard. I pushed her down onto the wagon that she used for gardening. I threw a light blanket over her and said, "You might not want to move around too much; the blanket might slip off."

She gasped again as the wagon started moving. Looking up, she realized the blanket was thin enough that she could see shapes through it. I started pulling it down the street in front of her house. I had gone a few blocks when someone called to me. Donna tried staying very still as Ed walked over and started talking to me.

"How's it going?" he asked.

"OK," I replied. "Just taking a little housewarming present over to the Petersons,"

Donna managed to muffle the gasp just before it came out, though she was less successful stopping the twitch. She hoped Ed didn't see it, but she was more concerned by what I had said. Now she knew the destination. But why was she naked and trussed up? What did I mean, a housewarming present?

After my conversation with Ed was over, she felt the wagon jerk to a start again.It was a bit of a walk, but it was a nice day, and Donna felt every little bump in the road. The blanket had a bad habit of starting to slip off. I did re-cover her each time, but usually not until some part of her was exposed.

Donna felt the wagon turn and she was pulled into the shade. She felt me push the blanket down around her, ensuring that she was covered, then she heard me walk away, and in the distant, the ringing of a doorbell.

"Hi, Nancy," she heard me say.

"Oh, hi," Nancy said. "Donna called earlier and said she would be bringing over a little housewarming treat. Did she send you instead?"

"Yes, I brought over a treat," Donna heard me chuckle as she shivered in anticipation. "I left it in the garage in a wagon. When you have a chance, you should take it into the backyard and have your family open it there. It's only a loaner, so I'll want it back tomorrow night."

Donna couldn't suppress the gasp at that. ' ... have your family open it'! 'Tomorrow night'! What was she in for?

"OK, we're barbequing in back. I'll send James to get it in a minute. Do you want to join us?"

"No thank you," Donna heard. "I have to head home. But you have fun."

Donna heard me walking away, and she heard Nancy muffled yell, "James," as she walked through the house. Just a few minutes later she heard footsteps around the corner, and then the wagon started moving.

"Here it is," she heard James say as the wagon pulled to a stop.

"What is it?" Mike asked.

"I don't know," Nancy replied. "He didn't say. Just that the whole family should have fun with it and that we can have it till tomorrow night."

"Well, pull the blanket off, Tim," Mike said.

Donna braced herself, her face and body blushing a deep red, as she felt the blanket whipped off of her.

"Oh my!" she heard Nancy exclaim, and Donna realized that she had screwed her eyes tightly shut. She slowly opened them a crack and looked up. Her eyes danced across the people circled around her, looking down at her. She saw Nancy's surprised expression slowly turn into a smile. She saw Mike with a little smirk on his face. She saw Tim's surprised and wondrous expression, and she saw James' leer.

"Well," Mike drawled. "This certainly beats that cherry pie we got when we arrived at the last base." Donna blushed even deeper, thinking of the cherry pie cooling in her oven.

"Help me get her out, James," Mike said. Mike walked over and grabbed her arms, while James struggled with her legs. They didn't ask her to get up or help her up, they simply picked her up like a sack of potatoes and laid her on the ground.

"Go get the tent stakes, Tim," Mike instructed. "We still need to finish dinner."

If possible, Donna blushed even more deeply as Mike grabbed her hands over her head and staked them to the ground, while each of the boys grabbed a stake and tied it to her leg, separating and spreading them as they hammered the stakes into the ground.

"She smells funny," Tim said. Donna groaned as James snickered and Mike guffawed. Nancy was more polite, covering her mouth with her hand as she grinned at Donna's obvious arousal.

"Lets eat, and then we'll figure out what to do with this lovely gift," Mike said. Donna watched in amazement as the family ate a seemingly normal meal, for the most part ignoring the naked woman staked to their lawn. Tim did select a seat which gave him a view up between her legs at her glistening labia.

When the meal was over, Mike turned to Nancy and asked, "So what do you know about this gift?"

"Well, I was given a few notes, but for the most part she is a gift for the whole family, and she's ours until Sunday evening," Nancy responded.

"The whole family?" James asked.

"Yes," Nancy said with a smile. "But I think your father might want to play with the new toy first."

"Yes, I think so," Mike mused looking at the woman in front of him. "But you can have her all day tomorrow." He turned to Nancy and said, "I'm going to go upstairs. Why don't you get her all cleaned up and then bring her up to me."

"OK, Mike," Nancy replied with a smile, leaning over to kiss him on the lips. "We'll be up soon."

Nancy turned towards the bound woman and said, "Boys, help me get those ropes off of her."

The boys did as they were asked, though James took the opportunity to fondle her body, tentatively at first, then more boldly when his mother didn't complain. When the ropes and stakes were removed, Nancy helped Donna into the bathroom and put her into the shower. She removed the gag, but when Donna started to say something she said, "No, no, no. Unless you want the gag back in, no talking unless answering a question. The only sounds I want to hear out of your mouth are moans of pleasure, do you understand?"

As Donna nodded meekly, Nancy added, "A shout of pain here and there is also acceptable."

When Donna was cleaned off, Nancy led her to the bedroom, where Mike was laying naked in the bed, his half hard cock extending down his thigh. Nancy stopped and sighed at the sight; Donna just started drooling again. "Go put your mouth to work!" Nancy instructed.

Donna practically skipped over, climbing onto the bed and slurping the growing cock into her mouth. She liked the groan that elicited from Mike.

"She certainly is eager," Nancy noted, running her finger through Donna's gash, eliciting another groan.

"And well trained," Mike responded, breathing heavily.

Donna heard Nancy's clothes falling to the floor behind her.

"It's all well and good that you have fun with her," Nancy said after kissing her husband. "But I want the first crack at your cock." She swung her leg over her husband's stomach and pushed her ass back, displacing Donna from Mike's cock. Nancy grabbed wet cock and aimed it at her pussy. She sank down, moaning with pleasure.

Donna had a front row view of Mike's large cock slipping in and out of his wife, at least until Nancy told her to kneel up and play with her tits. Donna fondled and sucked on Nancy's breasts until she felt her hair grabbed and pulled away as Nancy stiffened and shrieked in pleasure. Then she pushed Donna away and collapsed onto her husband. Donna took a step back and saw that Mike was still thrusting his cock in and out of his wife.

"Let me take a break," Nancy breathed, rolling off her husband, causing Mike's cock to pop up and bounce back and forth.

Donna barely had a moment to realize what was happening before Mike threw her onto the bed, pinned her down, and shoved his cock into her. He was big, but lubrication was not an issue, and he was balls deep in seconds. On his second stroke, Donna started moaning deeply, and by his tenth stroke she was cumming on his cock. She shuddered through an orgasm, then heard Nancy say, "I should warn you, he can go forever!"

Mike tried proving the point, and for the next twenty minutes, he pounded into Donna, his sweaty body kneeling above her, dragging orgasm after orgasm out of the befuddled girl.

"I'm getting horny again," Nancy complained.

"Want to trade places?" Mike huffed.

"No, just have her lick me," Nancy said.

"OK," Mike replied, and before she even realized what was happening, he manhandled her onto her hands and knees in front of Nancy.

Donna looked up at Nancy and said, "Wait, I don't do that."

Nancy just grinned down at her and said, "Your Master anticipated you. He said to tell you, 'You may not like doing it, but you will do it'.

Donna had a moment to think about it before she felt Mike's rod slip back into her. Then he grabbed her hair and pushed her nose into Nancy's pussy. Donna didn't like the thought of eating her out, but the thought of being forced to do it, to her immense shame, caused her pussy to squeeze around Mike's cock. Having no choice, she began pleasuring this stranger whom she had hoped would be her friend.

Donna's dismay at being forced to each Nancy out was quickly being overcome by a different sensation, one of ecstasy, centered around her pussy, and it was growing and growing. Donna was multi-orgasmic, but the feeling that was building was more intense than usual. She was cumming almost non-stop, but she knew that the one coming would surpass her previous ones. Mike reached under her and pulled on her sensitive nipples and it felt to Donna like her head was going to explode. She picked her face up from Nancy's pussy and howled louder than she ever did before, then jerked forward, pulling herself off of Mike's thrusting cock and spilling herself on top of Nancy.

Donna lost all sense of reality as she lay there. She vaguely heard Mike say in exasperation, "Well, now what?"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it," Nancy's voice came as from the end of a long tunnel.

Donna felt herself pushed over onto her back, and when she started to come to her senses she felt the bed rocking under her. She turned her head and saw Nancy on her back, her legs splayed, Mike between them pumping away. Nancy was soon huffing and getting closer, and then she moaned in orgasm.

"I'm cumming," Mike soon panted.

"On her! On her!" Nancy urged.

Mike pulled quickly out of Nancy, who grabbed his cock and stroked it until his cum splashed all over Donna's tits and face.

When they were done, Nancy laid back and said, "It's nice to have someone take some of that pounding sometimes." She leaned over and kissed Mike and said, "But only sometimes. I like your cock."

"Mmmm, it likes your pussy," he murmured, both of them ignoring the toy lying next to them.

After a bit they got up, leaving the bedraggled Donna on the bed. When they came back ready for bed, Mike threw a tube at Donna. "You might want to put that in you now. Sometimes I wake up horny for ass."

Donna looked at the tube of KY, and under the watchful but embarrassing eye of the new couple, she lubed her ass up. Which was a good thing, because true to his word, Donna awoke in the middle of the night with her sphincter closing around the head of his cock.

Cumming all over her must have taken the edge off, because it was at least 45 minutes and multiple applications of KY before he filled her rectum with his cum.

Nancy pulled the exhausted girl into her, kissing her lightly on the lips, murmuring, "That's why I don't let him in my ass."

Donna just groaned.

Donna woke up in the morning to a slap on her ass. "Up you go," Nancy said. "There are a couple of more eager beavers waiting for you."

Donna got up and Nancy let her shower and clean up. Then she led her down the hall and pushed her into a room. "Have fun," she said with a wicked smile, closing the door behind Donna and walking away.

Donna looked into the room and saw the two boys in their separate beds, looking at her. Once again, Tim was looking curiously, and James had a leer on his face. James waved her over and she nervously approached him. She was right to feel trepidation, because as soon as she was close enough, he grabbed her and pushed her down. He quickly pushed his pants down and thrust his cock into her.

Donna could tell that he was not as large as his father, but still nice sized. Luckily, he didn't have Mike's staying power, and in less than five minutes he was cumming in her. He pulled out and pushed his cock near her face and demanded, "Clean me off!"

When Donna had done as he instructed, James said to Tim, "Your turn!"

Donna turned to Tim who quietly said, "Hi."

Donna sat down and asked, "Have you ever been with a girl before?"

Tim shook his head no, and James snorted and walked out of the room.

"You can do whatever you want with me," Donna told Tim. "You can touch me anywhere."

Tim reached out and grabbed her breast. Donna squeaked; her breasts were very sensitive. "You'll make girls feel better if you are gentle," she said quietly.

Tim tried again, and this time Donna moaned. "Oh, that's nice."

For the next half hour, Tim carefully and completely explored Donna's body, from tweaking her breasts, riffing his fingers through her red bush, or her firepie as she called it, and roaming his hands around her legs, ass, arms. Donna was slowly sucking on Tim's cock when James came back into the room. "You're still at it?" he complained. "I want my turn. Don't mind me," he said, and he knelt behind Donna and shoved his cock into her.

"Haven't you fucked her yet?" he asked his brother as he thrust into Donna.

"You do it your way, I'll do it mine," Tim said. He tried waiting until James was finished, but he had to admit that watching Donna get fucked was hot, and he filled her mouth as James filled her pussy.

James left again, and Tim pulled Donna up to snuggle against him. They stayed like that for a few minutes until Donna felt his dick poking against her. "Ready for more? Already?" she asked.

Tim nodded, smiling, as Donna rolled on her back and welcomed him aboard. She loved the expression on his face as his dick first felt the grasp of her tight, wet pussy. Even after the pounding it had so recently taken, it still pulled at his dick so beautifully. Tim had nice staying power; nothing like his dad, but it brought Donna to three more orgasms. Tim smiled, pleased that he was able to do that.

When they were done, Tim rolled over and pulled Donna to snuggle next to him. They nodded off that way, and both exhausted, they napped for a few hours. Donna awoke feeling a hand cupping her tit and a hard cock poking her ass. Donna always woke up horny, and just because she was rode hard and put away wet didn't change that. She slithered down Tim's body, careful not to wake him, and popped his cock in her mouth to get it wet. She could taste their mixed spend dried on his cock, and she liked it. She almost forgot that she was just supposed to be lubricating it as she savored the taste and feel of his hard, young cock. Her pussy, however, reminded her loudly. She gently pushed him onto his back and swung her leg over his body, grabbed his cock and dropped her wet pussy slowly over his throbbing rod.

Tim moaned as he opened his eyes, then smiled as he realized what was happening. He reached up and grabbed Donna's sensitive tits. Somehow, Tim pinching her sensitive nipples while he was thrusting up into her yearning pussy didn't bother her in the least, despite how roughly he was doing it.

Donna had just crested her first orgasm and was smiling happily down at Tim when she felt the bed shake behind her. "Don't mind me," James said, pushing Donna forward onto his brother. "I'm just going for a triple play."

Donna heard him spitting behind her and she realized what he was going to do just a moment before she felt the blunt end of his dick push inexorably against her puckered asshole. It was a good thing her husband used her ass so much, or the little spit he'd applied wouldn't have been nearly enough. As it was, she felt the mostly dry cock dragging through her sphincter. He gave her no time to get used to it as he started fucking her hard, pressing her down onto Tim.

The feeling of both cocks in her was wonderful, but her face flushed with an embarrassment that Tim did not understand at the realization that she was far more turned on by being raped in the ass than she was with the gentle fucking she had been giving Tim. What kind of slut was she, she pondered, that being fucked hard and almost dry in the ass by an arrogant jerk was so exciting to her? Then Donna lost any capacity for thought as a wave of orgasms took her over and didn't stop.

Both boys had cum a lot in the last twelve hours, and neither was in a rush to cum. Tim was abusing her breasts, while James was scratching her back, pulling her hair and spanking her ass as he chose. Donna hoped that their parents hadn't decided on a nap too, because there was no way that they would have slept through the noise that she made.

Donna typically squeezed her whole body together when she came, snapping her legs and pussy closed. She was cumming hard and continuously, but was unable to close anything. Her body was pinned between the two boys. Her pussy and ass forced open by the hard thrusting cocks buried in her. And then James pinned her arms wide open at her side. It was like being forced open against her body's natural tendencies multiplied her normal orgasms tenfold. She opened her mouth and screamed, but no sound came out. Then a final orgasm racked her body and she collapsed limply on Tim.

Unfortunately for Donna, while she might have been done, the two brothers were not, and the fact that she became nearly unresponsive other than heavy breathing did nothing to deter either of them from their thrusting. Well, perhaps not unfortunately, as the realization that she was being used like a limp rag doll, a handy set of orifices to slake the lust of these young boys who really didn't care much about her pleasure, well that started her up the path towards another orgasm. Sadly, she didn't make it as Tim thrust one last time hard up into her, grunting and depositing a load deep into her twat. She moaned as she felt it, then heard James scream, "Yes!" and add his load into her bowels.

James collapsed onto her back until Tim said, "Get off me, you oaf!" James rolled off, roughly pulling his cock out of Donna's gaping asshole. Tim pushed Donna off to the other side of him, and the three of them lay panting on the bed.

"Wow," James said, echoing what the other two were thinking.

After resting for a few moments longer, James got up and said, "Thanks, that was fun."

'At least he has some manners, ' Donna thought as he left the room.

Tim turned towards her and shyly smiled. "Thank you very much. I had a lot of fun, and I learned a lot."

"I had fun too, honey," Donna said with a smile, and she, in fact, had.

Donna got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. Realizing that she had no clothes to get into, Donna walked downstairs naked.

"Good afternoon," Nancy said. "It sounded like you had a lovely day."

Donna blushed and just nodded her head. Nancy pulled Donna into a hug and said, "Thank you for what you did with my boys."

Nancy released Donna from the hug, but kept an arm around her waist as she walked through the room. She led Donna through a door into the garage. There, she handed Donna the blanket that had covered her and the handle to the wagon. She kissed Donna lightly on the lips and said, "I'm looking forward to our lunch on Monday. Have a nice walk home."

Nancy walked back into the house, closing the door behind her. Donna looked out the open garage door, then down at the small blanket she had in her hand, and wondered how she was going to make the walk home, something she knew that no one but her was particularly concerned about. Everyone, it seemed, knew that Donna was slutty enough that if she got caught she would just get excited. And Donna knew it too.

The End