Cecret Lake - by clossuss


	I was so excited when my husband had to work in Salt Lake City for a week, and I was invited to join him. I loved the mountains and couldn't wait to go. Our home in Houston didn't have much in the way of mountains or forests.
	We arrived in Salt Lake, checked into the hotel, and my husband was whisked off to meetings. For the next two days I sat alone in the the hotel room, only able to go out at night when my husband's meetings were done. 
	Finally, I talked to him about it, and he urged me to find something to do during the day. I decided to go hiking. And that's how I found myself alone on the mountain trail. I had looked up on the internet some of the most popular trails and directions. I decided on one called Cecret Lake, that seemed quite popular. 
	It was supposed to be a pretty easy trail, which I thought would be ideal for my first hike. The scenery was gorgeous, and the trail was as easy as advertised. I reached the lake without much trouble at all, and spent a long time resting on a large rock on the shore. 
	It was a hot August day, and I was alone at the lake, most likely because it was a week day, so I stripped of my boots, socks, and sweaty t-shirt and sun-bathed in only my sports bra and shorts. The sun felt good, and I was soon contemplating a dip in the inviting water.
	I was still alone, so I shucked off my shorts and dove into the water wearing only my bra and panties. I would never have done such a thing back home. But I told myself no one here knows me, so even if I'm caught, it wont matter.
	The water was freezing cold, but after the initial hyperventilating, I got almost used to it. I decided to stay in for a few minutes and paddle around a bit. 
	I was startled when I heard a man's voice exclaim "Hey! Someone left their clothes right here!" 	I must have been day-dreaming or something, because I never heard anyone approaching. I was behind a rock, so I could not see who what there, but I heard several other voice responding. I started to panic a bit, and pray that they would leave.
	"Hey! Is anybody up here!" one of them shouted.
	"Maybe someone just left these up here and went back down."
	"Yeah! We should take them back down with us. We wouldn't want to leave litter on the ground up here."
	'Oh, no!' I thought to myself. 'They'll take my clothes!' I decided I had to reveal my presence to them.
	I swam out from behind the rock and shouted over to them. "Hey, those are my clothes. Can you leave them there please?"
	There were five guys standing around the spot I had been laying in before. They appeared to be college aged. One was holding my t-shirt, and other had my shorts.
	"Can you prove they're yours?" the one holding my shorts asked with a smirk. The other four giggled.
	"Umm..." I didn't know what to say. I was actually starting to feel quite cold in the glacial water and wanted to get back out, but couldn't with those men there. And they had my clothes. "Please just leave them there for me, so I can get out. I'm freezing in here!" I pleaded.
	"Why don't you just come out and get them?" the boy with my shorts challenged.
	"I can't! Please..." I was starting to shiver. If they didn't give up teasing me soon, I'd really freeze. I swam closer to them, perhaps too close, and could feel their eyes on my nearly naked form through the crystal clear water.
	"We can already see you, so you might as well come up her." one of the other boys added. More giggles from the rest.
	I finally resigned myself to my fate and climbed out of the water. I tried to cover up as I approached the boys. But I was cold and wanted my clothes. I reached for my shorts, but the boy yanked them out of my reach.
	"You don't want to get dressed like that! You'll get your warm clothes all wet. You should dry out in the sun for a while first."
	"Puh...puh..please..." I begged, almost unable to speak through the embarrassment and teeth chattering cold.
	"Tell you what, we'll all dry in the sun together so you don't have to be embarrassed." And they all started stripping, right there in front of me. When they were down to just their boxers, and one of them in briefs, they jumped into the water. All except the one that had been holding my shorts. He had gathered up all of my clothes and waded into the water holding them over his head.
	Just as quickly as they had gotten in, they all rushed out. And 5 dripping wet, nearly naked men surrounded me. I looked around at these young, fit specimens of men. They were all in surprisingly good shape with large muscles and tight abs. The one that was in briefs now had see-through underwear, and his penis was clearly visible. It was a bit larger than my husbands, and I couldn't help but stare. Unfortunately, the leader of their little group noticed.
	"Hey, it's not fair that you get to see Kyle's cock and we don't get to see anything." 
	Kyle suddenly noticed his transparent underwear, and covered his package with his hands.
	I blushed, caught looking at another man's penis. I was so embarrassed. What would my husband say!
	"I think we should make it fair. If you'll take that wet bra off, one of us will take his underwear off. And you can stare at his dick for as long as you let us look at your boobs. Deal?"
	"Nuhh..." I nervously tried to tell him 'no way', but that was all that came out. And before I could try for more, one of the boys has yanked my bra up and over my head. I tried to fight it, but ended up just entangling my hands, and leaving my breast fully exposed. I was so ashamed! I tried to untangle my hands and cover myself, but the boy that had removed my bra held my hands firmly above my head.
	"Please!" I begged again. 
	"Fair is fair." the leader said. "Who's penis would you like to look at.
	"YOURS!" I almost spat at him. I was mad, and ashamed, and cold, and horny. 
	"Fine by me!" he said with a smile, and his boxers were dropped to the ground. He stepped out of them and stood proud, his erect penis pointing right at me. He turned from side to side, letting me see if from every angle. My eyes were glued to his enormous penis. It was really only the second man's penis I'd ever seen, not counting Kyle's through his briefs. I couldn't believe it. And my body was betraying me with intense feelings starting to stir in my private regions.
	I stopped struggling to cover my exposed breasts, letting the 5 men around me leer at them. I could see obvious tents in all of their underwear, and took some pride in the fact that my body had caused their arousal. I shocked myself at these thoughts, but was suddenly enjoying it, both the view and being viewed.
	I think the lead boy could sense my arousal, and so decided to up the game a bit.
	"How about we make another deal? If' you'll take off those wet panties, the rest of the guys will drop their underwear too. Four for the price of one. It's a pretty good deal."
	I couldn't believe this. How did I get myself into this situation! Someone other hiker could arrive at the lake at any time, and there I was, nearly naked, my breasts exposed to 5 nearly naked men that I didn't even know! Then it struck me! I didn't even know them! No one I knew would ever find out. In a few days I would be home in Houston and never see any of these guys again. But...
	Again, before I could react, one of the men moved behind me and ripped my panties down. I tried  to get my hand loose, but they were still held above my head, tangled in my bra. My panties were whisked down to my feet and off.
	They all stared at my bare womanhood. My pubis was covered in reddish-blond hair that matched the hair on my head. The men leered at my naked body as I struggled.
	"Hey, what about your part of the deal?" I complained. The repentant men immediately dropped their underwear and I was suddenly an naked woman surrounded by five naked men. How did I let if get this far?
	"Wow, your body is gorgeous." The leader said, his eyes locked on the place where my legs met. "Would you spread your legs a little for us?"
	Without thinking, I did it. I stepped to the side, so my legs were spread a little wider than shoulder width, and I could actually feel as my outer labia spread slightly open before the leering men. I think their already erect rods grew even more. I had never felt so embarrassed and exposed, and aroused, in my life. It was all so naughty!
	"Can...uhhh...we touch you?" one of them asked. After practically forcing me to strip in front of them, I was a little surprised by the shyness of his question.
	"I guess so." I timidly offered. Again, I was shocked that I agreed. What was wrong with me? How could a let these men touch me?
	The man who had asked, stepped forward and timidly put a hand on my breast, cupping it gently. Then he pinched my nipple, and I gasped. My nipples had been almost painfully hard already, from the cold water and arousal. Then when he squeezed it, it was as though an electric current of pleasure rant straight to my wet vagina. Trickles of arousal began to drip from my parted labia, something the men around me noticed.
	Another man stepped forward and began fondling my other breast. Sending more waves of pleasure to my sopping wet vagina. I felt a hand begin to fondle my bottom, not just the cheeks but into my crack and over my anus as well. I was so turned on I could hardly stand.
	I lost track of how many hands were on my body. they were everywhere, even on my pubis, and fingers were sliding over my labia and between my labia.
	Then I was on the ground, atop a pile of clothes to cushion me from the hard stone. When I felt a penis enter me, I realized I had been yearning for it. I craved it. I opened my eyes and saw the leader of the men crouched between my legs, his long penis starting it's trek into my most precious of places. I watched him enter me to the hilt, feeling his rod bump against my womb, his hairy pubis merging with my own. I looked up into his eyes and asked "What's your name?"
	"Ben." he told me as he pulled out, then slid into me again.
	Over and over again her slid into me, my own juices sloshing in me, making obscene slurping sounds each time he pulled his rod from inside my depths.
	I felt an orgasm building in me, faster than ever before, and when Ben final emptied his seed into my waiting vagina, I was enthralled by my own climax as well. 
	Ben pulled out and was immediately replaced with another eager lover, this one I didn't know the name of either, but I didn't bother to ask. I let him pound away at me, this utter stranger, and felt my own feelings building again. I'd never had more than one orgasm before, but I know I would this time. Soon, he was done, his sperm released into my depths as well. Two more of the men left their deposits in quick succession. I was on my third orgasm as the last of the five entered my. I pulled him close and rode through the pleasure as he pumped in and out of me. I was nearing a fourth as he finished and rolled away.
	Then Ben was back, but instead of entering me again as I'd hoped, he rolled me over, so that I was on my hands and knees. He took some of the semen that was dripping from my vagina, mixed with my own ample juices, and rubbed it all over my anus.
	I was suddenly scared, having never done anal sex before. But then I felt his penis slide into my never before used anus. It was tight, and almost painful at first. But after a few moments I seemed to loosen up and he slid in a little further. Soon I felt his pubic hair pushing against my cheeks as they were spread wide. 
	Slowly at first he moved in and out of my stretched anus. The uncomfortable feelings began to subside and it started to feel good. My orgasm started to build again. 
	Ben took longer in me this time, most likely because he's already left large amounts of sperm in me. By the time he emptied his seen into my now christened rectum, I was peaking on my fifth orgasm. I couldn't believe how great it felt!
	Ben was done and one by one the other four also used my anus and deposited another round of semen in me. I had a total of seven orgasms, a new record for me by 6. It was amazing!
	After so much, I was exhausted. I lay on the rocks, the pile of clothes still under me, and slept. When I awoke, the sun was still high, but I could tell that the whole ordeal, plus my nap had taken a couple of hours. I realized I would have to rush back to the hotel to get there before my husband. The men were gone, as were their clothes. Mine were all there, minus my panties for some reason. I dressed quickly, feeling sperm seep out of both of my holes. By the time I walked all the way back to the rental car, the wet spots on my shorts, one below my vagina, and one below my anus, had mostly dried. 
	When I got back to the hotel, I quickly showered and changed before my husband arrived from his business meetings, then we went out to dinner together. When he asked how my hike was, I told him it had be wonderful, and that I couldn't wait to go again tomorrow.


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