One of my encounters wrote their own story about me, I remember it differently. He said that he pre-arranged my gangbang, not how it happened. The way that I remember it, it was a bit more terrifying. Here's what really happened:
I used to dress up in a mini skirt, stockings, boots, wig, makeup, fake boobs, I guess that I looked like a bit of a slut. I always wore a hoodie sweat shirt, black sunglasses and red, red lipstick. I would walk a nature trail at the edge of a national forest. I always felt like I was a sexy slut looking for an adventure and I got a lot of attention from the other hikers. Mostly just looks and I could feel them staring at me as I passed. I would ignore the gawkers, if they were afraid to talk to me, they definitely were not what I was looking for. I would walk the trail at least twice a week, and more than a couple of times a month, some horny guy would coax me off the trail and make a mess of my makeup. They would zip up, call me a slut and disappear into the woods. I would get up, brush the dirt and leaves off of my stockings, straighten my skirt and wig, put on my sunglasses, pull my hoodie over my head and walk back to my car. I would leave the messy makeup, tears and cum, dripping from my face so that if anyone saw me they would know what I had been up to. I wouldn't look at them as I passed them; I liked feeling like a slut.
I was walking back to the car after a really long session on my knees. My face was a wet mess and I was feeling particularly slutty. A guy walking in the opposite direction turned and began walking with me. I didn't look at him, I just kept walking. He said he had seen me there on several occasions and he asked me why I walked the trail so much. I didn't reply, so he volunteered that he often got a blowjob for his efforts on the trail and asked me again why I was out there. I really didn't feel like spending any more time on my knees. I stopped walking and faced him. I told him that I didn't get on my knees for one mouthful of cum. I told him that I had just sucked of two guys and I wasn't in the mood to do it again at this moment. I said what I really wanted when I was walking was to be caught, restrained, spanked and forced to suck off several men while being videoed with my cellphone. I caught him off guard with that reply. He stopped following me as I walked off to my car. I got into my car smiling and drove off.
Later that week I was walking again. I was feeling particularly horny and sexy. I was wearing dangling earrings that brushed my neck as I walked. I was feeling aroused by constant tickling at my neck, when I noticed a guy standing up the trail, it was the guy that I saw earlier in the week. I was nervous when I passed him and didn't really look at him as I passed. I was relieved that he didn't say anything but that passed as I soon noticed that he was following me. I picked up the pace, so did he. I managed to increase the distance between us. Another guy was blocking the trail in front of me, he was waiting for me. I got a sinking feeling that turned to sexual arousal when I realized that I was being stalked by two horny men. I turned onto a trail to the left off the main trail and walked into a third man that was waiting for me. The other two closed in as I tried to get around the guy in front of me. He grabbed me and held me until the other two got there. The man that I had met earlier in the week said, "Well what have we here? I guess you know what we want.