It was an incredibly busy period last few months. It seemed like all the losses in corona time had to be made back in six months. I did understand the pressure, especially since things could go wrong again next autumn. I also did feel that I couldn’t keep this up for long, and therefore yearned for the holiday that would start in a week. Three weeks’ holiday in a lovely cottage in southern Spain, I was terribly looking forward to it. Photo from webcam Victoria.

But I will first introduce myself. My name is Victoria, am 40 years old, blonde, have a nice sporty body with nice breasts and dark hard nipples, firm breasts and, according to my husband, a nice ass. As I like to cycle and walk, I have a good fitness level and I am perfectly capable of staying at my target weight.

Through Airbnb we booked a cottage for a holiday.

Through Airbnb we booked a cottage in Spain, it was a detached house with a small pool close to a nice town and a nature reserve; the beach was not far away either.

A few days before we were due to leave, my husband informed me that at his company it was not going to work out to leave this coming weekend. At first, I was terribly disappointed, but when I realized that I could then have a wonderful time on my own for the first few days, it appealed to me. I would go by plane and he would come by car later in the week. Quickly I booked a flight, so I was sure I could leave on Saturday.

The flight went smoothly and at the airport I picked up the hire car and drove leisurely to the cottage; with the car I was flexible in what I wanted to do that first week; my husband would take the bikes. The cottage looked fantastic, clean, nicely furnished, great terrace with lovely pool and the weather was good too; in short, everything was perfect.

Quickly I brought in the stuff, put on my bikini and jumped into the water. How wonderfully refreshing, I could enjoy this immensely. After swimming a few laps, I climbed out of the pool and laid down on the stretcher in the sun. This was a real holiday!

Apparently I had fallen asleep because when I woke up again it was an hour later. Something had woken me up but I couldn’t remember what it had been. I walked inside to go to the toilet and get a drink. Upstairs my book was still lying around so I picked that up immediately too. From the bedroom window I looked into the garden, what a lovely place this was. In the corner of the garden I saw something moving in the bushes. Huh what was that there? I looked again and then saw an indistinct human figure standing among the bushes.

My husband always brought a small pair of binoculars with him on holiday, and he had already put them in my things. I grabbed the thing and peered at the spot in the garden. Now I could see it clearly, it was a young lad and from the looks of it, he was just peeping vulgarly.

Immediately I felt anger rising. Have I got a lovely detached holiday home, there’s another lad peeping, bah. I’ll give that guy a go! With anger in my body, I walked down the stairs.

At the door, I hesitated. Actually, I also found it fun and exciting to have someone his age peeping at me, an older woman. As I thought about it, the anger subsided and turned into excitement. Will I give that kid the day of his life? All sorts of naughty ideas shot through my head.

I grabbed a drink and walked out with my phone. Being watched suddenly gave me a completely different feeling, one I hadn’t felt for a long time. I felt my nipples getting hard and the arousal increasing further in my body. I bent down a little, with my ass facing his direction, to properly lay the towel on my stretcher. He probably now had a good view of my delicious ass. I also stretched a bit so he could also get a good view of my front and then lay down with my head facing his side. This way he could get a good look at me without me noticing.

I had grabbed my mobile phone.

I had grabbed my mobile phone and pretended to be reading something. Sometimes I turned on the camera for a selfie and could see behind me. Yes, he was now right behind me at the edge of the bushes. I quickly took some pictures and then went back to reading.

I consciously looked up a horny story about a horny MILF seducing a young boy, which made me hornier and hornier; I felt my hard nipples pierce right through my bikini. I quickly checked again if he was still there and when he was, I rubbed my full breasts and hard sensitive nipples. I was sure he would find that horny.

I felt my own horniness also increase and take possession of my body. How far would I dare to go? I had never done this before, and certainly not with such a young boy. I decided fairly innocently to apply sunscreen to my body. First my neck and neck, then my arms and my belly. No doubt he watched as I rubbed my front from top to bottom of my bikini and continued to massage my tits for a while. True, he couldn’t see much yet, but imagination would work for him.

Then I put my legs on either side of the stretcher and started rubbing my legs. First my lower legs and then my upper legs, I saved my thighs for last and lubricated them extensively, regularly touching my sensitive yearning pussy. I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter and presumably so did the bikini panties.

When I finished, I lay back down to read and looked through the camera to see if he was still there. Yep and he was now openly rubbing his crotch where a big bulge could be seen. OMG how horny that was.

I put my phone away and supposedly fell asleep. After a while I heard a noise on the other side of me, continued sleeping quietly. Another sound but again I held back. Then I heard the bushes and just felt him sneaking closer. I let it happen and felt terribly watched. Pfft how horny was this.

I was still lying on my back with my legs spread so he could see everything very well. Because I was wearing dark sunglasses, he couldn’t see my eyes and when I suspected he was standing at my feet, I carefully opened my eyes. Yes, there he was. Handsome guy with a big cock in his trousers by the looks of it.

Fuck, he was taking pictures. What should I do now? As horny as I was, I allowed it, hoping he would only use it for himself. I could already see before me how he would jerk off on my pictures tonight, and felt my pussy getting even wetter. He sank through his knees and took a frontal shot of my pussy in my bikini briefs. What he could see I don’t know but he looked at it for a long time. Then he got up and disappeared as he had come.

I stayed for another half hour and then decided to go inside. From upstairs, I couldn’t detect him anymore, so he was probably gone.

Now I could finally enjoy playing with myself. I took off everything and lay down on the bed. As I slid my fingers over my pussy, I felt that everything was soaking wet and about to jump. In no time I came very violently! Wow, I had never had this before, so fast and so intense, MMM that tasted like more. And again I brought myself to a delicious climax.

Later that evening my husband called and asked how the cottage was. I told him it was a lovely place, single and all the space to enjoy; about my adventure with the boy next door I told him nothing.

Sleep that night was a bit restless, each time the boy came into it and I woke up with a wet pussy.

The next morning I got up wonderfully late and relaxed. I had time to myself, had no program and could do everything wonderfully at my own pace. After a nice shower, I decided to put on a skirt and T-shirt to explore the surroundings. It was a beautiful green area with playgrounds for small children and, further on, a football pitch. As I walked past there, I saw that a group of boys were playing football and stayed to watch for a while.

One of the boys happened to look my way and stayed put. Now I saw it too, it was the peeping tom. He couldn’t know that I had seen him, so I let nothing show and walked on quietly. Fifteen minutes later, I walked along the other side of the field back to the cottage. Again he saw me and this time even more guys stopped to look at me. I felt a little embarrassed and walked on as calmly as possible. I felt the boys’ gazes poking into my back, and again I felt the excitement growing. What was wrong with me anyway?

Maybe the fact that I was here alone and free to do whatever I wanted, at least until my husband appeared on the scene. Or was it because of that young lad’s hungry attention.

When I got home, I grabbed the car and drove to the nearby town to do some shopping and also check out the town. I had a drink and a bite to eat on a terrace, but the restlessness in my body made me want to go back to the cottage.

After I had put away all the shopping, I walked upstairs to see if the boy might be there again, but unfortunately he was not. I walked back and forth a bit and then thought that maybe he was still busy in the field and probably thought I had left. I decided to walk past the field again but wanted to make it exciting for myself too. Tough, I took off my bra and panties and looked at myself wearing just the skirt and T-shirt. If you looked closely, you could see through the thin white fabric that I had no bra on, but the boys were walking on the field so wouldn’t see that.

I walked out and immediately felt that this was very different. I had never been out without underwear before and it felt like everyone knew I was walking around here half naked. However, there was no one on the street so what was I worried about.

The closer I got to the field the more exciting I found it. They were indeed still playing football. My heart was racing as I walked slowly past.

Suddenly a ball came towards me and I clumsily tried to stop it. When I picked up the ball and came back up, I looked into the eyes of the peeper. His gaze clearly slid over my breasts and I felt my nipples getting hard. Quickly, I handed the ball to him. He thanked me in English and asked if I lived nearby. I told him I was on holiday and staying in the house down the road. He said he lived next door and that it was a lovely, quiet neighborhood.

Meanwhile, a few more boys had joined me and I felt their cheeky glances pass over my body. Where before I felt very embarrassed, now a certain horniness came over me and I liked the way those boys were looking at my hard nipples. I felt myself underneath, almost leaking with horniness.

Come for a drink later.

‘Come for a drink later I suggested to him, and you can also take a dip in the pool if you like,’ it was out before I knew it.

‘That’s a good plan!’ he said delightedly and translated it into Spanish to the others.

‘See you later!’ I said and turned around again and walked back.

I felt the stares on my bottom and was glad the boys didn’t know I had been standing there talking to them without briefs. Suddenly I realised that I was now walking back home which made it look like I had come to the field especially; shit not convenient but turning around would stand out even more and so I walked back home.

At home, I quickly started cleaning up everything so that I would be ready when the boy came. Also wanted to take a quick shower and put on something else. Just as I was about to walk upstairs, the bell rang. I stood close by and opened it.

‘We thought it would be good to come right away ma’am’ the boy next door said in good English. The two boys behind him agreed.

‘Shit, three blokes, what should I do now? I had invited him but apparently hadn’t been clear enough.

‘My friends also wanted to take a dip in the pool’ the neighbouring boy explained.

‘Come on in!’ I invited the three, ‘straight ahead, and then you have the outside door on the right to go to the garden. Would you like a drink too?’

‘Gladly ma’am, a Coke is nice but if you have beer too we’d like that too’ he said politely, walking on. Presumably he knew his way around.

I didn’t have time to shower and change, so I decided to have a drink with the boy. They were already in the pool when I came out and were making a lot of noise; you could tell they were having a lot of fun among themselves. As they walked by, they couldn’t resist splashing me wet; in the past I would have done the same, so I couldn’t get angry with them.

I put the drink on the little table, took my wine and sat down ‘Salut!’ I called out to the boys.

They played on for a while and then came out of the water. Curious, I looked at the nice bodies they each had; pooh, how wonderful it was to be young and tight in the skin, I thought to myself. Sitting down, I had already noticed that they often looked my way from the pool and then said something to each other.

I couldn’t understand it but they were having fun with it. When they came out of the water, they deliberately dropped their drops on me. Only then did I realise what they kept looking at. I looked down and saw that because of all the splashing, the fabric of my white T-shirt had become transparent and they could clearly see my hard dark nipples, so it was obvious I was not wearing a bra. Phew, I hadn’t thought about that.

The boys laughed when they saw that I had finally figured it out and cheekily raised their thumbs. A nice compliment from the youngsters, though, and I felt it turn into excitement inside. It was kind of exciting to sit here as a woman alone with three half-naked guys. Unfortunately or perhaps fortunately, we did not understand each other and the boy next door was the only one who could translate. When the three of them were laughing heartily again, I asked what they were talking about. The boy next door tried to translate. ‘They thought I was a hot chick and I had some great boobs! Ideally, they wanted to grab me and throw me in the water, so they could see even more.’

Now I was laughing hard. ‘Thanks for the compliments but I’m too old for you, could be your mother. Don’t you dare throw in the water either!” I challenged them.

The boy next door translated, and again the boys laughed. Suddenly, one of them said he had to go to the bathroom. He was gone for a few moments and I didn’t realize he was already back. He grabbed my wrists from behind. Immediately, the other two also stood up. One helped with the wrists and the neighboring boy grabbed my legs. They lifted me up and walked to the edge of the pool.

There they started holding me, first slowly and then further and further above the water. I squirmed to get loose. To hold my legs more firmly, the neighboring boy stepped between my legs and held me tightly. When I saw what he was looking at I understood he was looking at my bare cunt like this. OMG, how wrong I was.

I didn’t have time to think because I flew into the water in an arc. Protesting, I surfaced again and walked to the side to climb out. The boys watched attentively and started yelling and whistling loudly as my breasts came up, you could really see everything! The boys were now looking at me defiantly horny. As I stood back on the shore, the neighbouring boy arrived with my glass of wine and we all toasted together. I looked down and saw a huge bulge in the bottoms of all three of them. Wow they were getting really horny from me.

The boy next door saw what I was looking at and moved closer to me. So did the other two and I could now even feel their stiff cocks rubbing against my buttocks and hips. I had to say something but no voice, no protest came out. Dejected, I stood there.

I felt the neighboring boy put his hand on my thigh from behind and waited for a moment to see if I would say anything. When I said nothing again, he boldly slid his hand up and grabbed my wet pussy.

A moan escaped me and that seemed to be the boys’ sign of consent. Suddenly I felt hands everywhere. Oh gosh how horny this was. I was just being overpowered by the three boys and I did nothing to resist. Deep down, this was what I wanted but I never dared to come out for it. I was always the neat neat woman who set a good example. In fact, I always disapproved of adultery and infidelity and look at me now. I allowed and even enjoyed everything.

The boys lifted me up and laid me on the sturdy picnic table in the garden. In no time, the few clothes I had on (T-shirt and skirt) had disappeared and I was lying on the table in front of the boys, muscle-naked. I didn’t even know their names or who they were, but I surrendered to them.

Hands massaged my tits firmly and pinched my nipples hard. With my husband, I always have loving sex but now I wanted it rough and raw; it was not rape because I had given my approval but the way it was done was similar. It felt wonderful to have multiple fingers pushed into my cunt. A first cock was pushed against my mouth and enjoying it I took it as far into my mouth as I could. “Use me!” shot through me “use me as your slut! The term Puta was used frequently by the boys and I understood they meant slut by that.

They were eager and uninhibited. Young studs who saw the chance to take on a horny MILF. Delightful to lie among those wild testosterone bombs. My legs were opened wide and I felt a stiff cock sliding roughly inside. Thinking only of their own pleasure, I was used there like a piece of fuck meat. That thought and all the hands and cocks I felt made me so horny that I exploded, so to speak, I had never experienced such a violent orgasm before.

My whole body contracted, it went black before my eyes, everything vibrated and I kept coming. The boys might have felt it but just kept going for their own pleasure. OMG how delicious this was! I could never have imagined this and now it happened to me on holiday where I knew no one and was all alone. It was shameless, but the boys’ uninhibited horniness drove me over the edge every time. Exhausted, I lay on the table and vaguely felt one after the other cum. Semen was squirted into my mouth and over my face, my pussy was filled and the third enjoyed cumming all over my tits. My whole body was covered in seed.

‘Time out!” said the neighboring boy whose name I still didn’t know. One of the boys fetched another drink, and so they stayed around me looking at their own work of art. The neighbor boy had his mobile in his hand and had apparently taken pictures again during sex. I shouldn’t think too much about it.

As I lay there so smeared and used.

As I lay there so smeared and used, I felt proud in a way. Proud that I had given these boys an unprecedented horny adventure, and proud that I had allowed myself to do this. As long as I could, I wanted to enjoy this, away that neat woman, I wanted to be their slut their whore. I looked at the boy next door and rubbed their cum across my breasts, ‘I want to be your slut, your whore, your puta!’

He probably couldn’t believe his ears, but his friends were thrilled when he told them. I myself couldn’t stop; I felt so slutty that I started fingering myself in front of them. My soaking wet cum-filled cunt was super slippery and smoothly three to four fingers slid in. As they watched, I brought myself to a new climax, moaning loudly. The boys applauded and cheered and sprayed their beer all over my body. It all felt so incredibly dirty and therefore so delicious.

When suddenly one of the boys noticed something in Spanish, the boy next door told them they had to run off quickly because actually they were still at school and they didn’t want to get caught. ‘We’ll be back tomorrow!’ and away they were.

There I lay and slowly but surely I sobered up. What had I done, why had I allowed this to happen? All sorts of little voices in my head tried to put shame and guilt in my head, but I didn’t want to give in to it. I had enjoyed myself! I had experienced something unique, the ultimate pleasure! No one took this away from me anymore. And the beauty was that it could have happened without any consequences. My husband would come in three days and by then I would have figured out how to proceed. Feeling satisfied, I jumped into the pool and let all the horny juices wash off me.

What a holiday!