Dear diary;

As you know, I've found life to be mondane. I don't have to tell you that a 28 year old woman shouldn't be tied down with two kids, a husband and a house to clean. It seems like the chores are endless.

Yesterday I stopped by the sex shop. I needed a midday release. I found myself a remote controlled vibe that is wearable under my clothes. I've been very horny and there is only so much you can do with your hand.

Today, I put the vibe to the test with an unexpected and yet invigorating surprise. I wanted to test the vibe before taking it someplace like the grocery store or movies. So I put it in, got dressed and tried walking to the mailbox.

It was amazing. I was getting wetter and wetter with every step. By the time I reached the end of the drive I was emboldened. So I decided to go for a walk around the block.

I had only put on a white tank top and some bright blue shorts. The feeling of having no underwear or bra was even more exhilarating. As I turned the corner I was already about to orgasm. I decided to do my best to hold it. If I could make it all the way around the block I would reward myself when I got home.

I had forgotten that there was a house being renovated around the corner. There were beat up old trucks up and down the block with guys coming in and out for various tools and supplies.

As I walked past a truck, a man stepped out in front of me. Completely by mistake I'm sure. I was barely holding on to my orgasm. Every second I was delayed made it harder and harder to control myself.

"Excuse me, I didn't see you there." Was all he said. I was biting my lip trying desperately not to cum. He looked me up and down and asked; "Are you OK?"

I knew if I opened my mouth it would be obvious what was happening. I nodded that I was OK.

"Are you sure? You look like you are in pain." He paused briefly and in the silence the buzz of the vibe was apparent. He looked down in the direction of the sound. I'm sure he saw the wet spot on my shorts.

I couldn't take it any more. I tried to walk by and away. At the same time I was fumbling with the remote, trying to turn it off or get it out of my pocket. When it finally came out, it fell and landed right at the feet of the worker.

He picked it up. "OH, I see. So what happens if I do this?" He had turned it to a high speed, pulsating setting. I was overcome and I bent over in erotic agony and let out a moan.

Every head at the house turned to me. I was writhing to the stimulation in the middle of the front yard. I could barely keep my feet.

The worker grabbed me by the arm and walked me towards the house. He shut off the vibe. I was walking with him willingly, embarrassed at what just took place and unwilling to make more of a scene.

When we got inside, the vibe came back on and I instinctively begin moaning. Seconds later, two hands were under my top and I was being molested by the worker I had met. Four guys watched as he roughly rubbed my tits.

I was surprised by his aggressive. I was even more surprised when I just blurted out, "Don't stop there!" within seconds my shirt was ripped off me and my shorts hit the floor, along with the vibe.

He pushed my head over and grabbed my arms. I was just a sex toy to him. I am not on birth control and he had no time for a condom. But I didn't care. All I wanted at that moment was his dick and I was not stopping him for anything.

I looked up while I was being pounded from behind. All four guys had lost thee clothes and were moving closer to me with hard dicks leading the way. That image sent me over the top. I came with no control over my body. He must have came too, because he held his cock deep inside of me as his body shivered.

He let go of me and I fell to the floor. I was exhausted. The other guys stood over me, dicks in hand. I looked up and rolled over on my back. It didn't take long for one of them to push their way between my legs.

He fucked me hard while the other guys took turns cuming on my face and tits. I was basking in the moment. The last time this happened to me was in college. It felt so good to be slutty again.

When the second guy finished, I got up and said I had to go. The first worker to use me brought over my vibe and shoved it in. The low vibration felt good. He squeezed my ass before walking over and throwing me my shorts.

My white top laid in two pieces. At my feet. "Guess that belongs in the trash" exclaimed one of the workers that came on me.

I was pushed out the door without my top and covered in cum. The vibe was still running. I crossed my arms and began walking home, hoping no one could tell or would see me.

I did think I saw the neighbor's curtains move. Maybe I just imagined that.