The door bell rang just as Sophie was putting the finishing touches to her make-up. Damn it, she thought, who could be calling at this time? She was running late for work, so she wrapped a towel around herself even though she was wearing underwear and padded down the stairs to the front door.
"Hi Soph, how are you doing?"
Feeling confused, Sophie smiled and pulled the towel tighter around herself. What was her uncle doing here at this time of the day? Surely, he would be heading into work himself? And who were the two men standing behind him?
"If you are looking for my other half Chris, you've just missed him, as he's just left for the office."
"Oh, I know," smiled Chris moving slowly towards Sophie. "We watched him leave, didn't we lads? Aren't you going to invite your favourite uncle in?"
Sophie smiled weakly, and backed into the hallway, allowing the three men into the house. She led them into the kitchen, thinking all the time: why on Earth would Chris be coming around at this time of the day? She guessed it must be important; perhaps her husband had arranged them to do some work on the place?
"So, what's going on? I haven't got long as I am already running late."
"Well Soph...by the way this is Steve and Mike," Chris nodded to the other two men.
Sophie looked them over - mid-forties, early fifties perhaps - Steve was the shorter of the two but quite muscular. He had a thick head of dark hair and a cheeky grin on his face. Mike was much taller than both the other men, had a shaved head and was sporting a well-trimmed greying beard. Both were wearing casual clothes as was Chris.
She smiled at them both and looked back at Chris, all of sudden feeling rather nervous. Why did she have butterflies in her stomach?
"Well, we've brought you a birthday present." Chris pulled a beautifully wrapped box out of his jacket pocket and passed it to her. "Go on, open it then."
"But it's not my birthday for another three weeks...you know that."
This was getting stranger by the second. It was 8am on a Thursday morning and she was standing in the kitchen wrapped in a towel and not much else, with three middle-aged men handing her a present when it wasn't even her birthday. She took a deep breath, unconsciously aware that something was about to happen that made her feel nervous, yet excited - aroused even.
As she began to unpeel the wrapping paper, Chris began to speak. "So, this was Mike's suggestion Soph, and although I was rather unsure at first, the more I've thought about it, the more I think you'll love it."
Inside the box was a small black bottle. She pulled it out and read the label - Back Door Anal lubricant. She swallowed hard.
"And there's more. Turn the box up."
She automatically did what she was asked and three black cock rings fell out onto the kitchen table. She looked up at Uncle Chris, and saw the wicked look in his eye. She was acutely aware that all three men were studying her reaction, as if waiting for a signal. For just a second, she couldn't catch her breath and the butterflies in her stomach were now turning somersaults.
"You see Soph, all three of us have been looking at your XHamster profile for a while now and thought you might like some fun. We know what kinks you're into, and think we can help you out."
Thoughts were running through her head at a million miles an hour. She knew that one day a member of her family might see her profile, but it was only really a fantasy that she played out in her mind when she was feeling particularly horny. But here it was happening right now. She wasn't sure she was ready - what if she wanted them to stop? Oh my god! Her husband. Her own uncle. Her heart was racing and her mouth was dry - was she going to do it? This was mad. An image of a girl being gangbanged by three older men ran through her head - it was one of her favourite videos on the porn website - but that was just fantasy wasn't it? Then suddenly she felt it - the slightest tremor ran down her spine and she could feel her pussy begin to moisten. She looked up from the bottle in her hand and smiled. She wouldn't have been able to say something if she had wanted to, but that is all that was needed - the most subtle of signals.
"Well the first thing I think we need to do Soph, is get you out of these things."
Chris moved confidently forwards and pulled the towel from her, leaving her standing in her underwear. She trembled in anticipation at what they had in mind for her. She could smell the three men - a musty heady aroma - one of sex.
"You see lads - fit as a fiddle - just as I described her. And by the way Soph, we love the little white panties - almost like when you were just a schoolgirl."
The three men moved in on her and suddenly she felt their hands all over her. They moved feverishly, almost in a hurry, as if they were worried that at any second the spell would be broken, she would change her mind, and sanity would return to the room.
She looked down and was surprised one of them had already unfastened her bra and her tits were hanging free. She was quickly pushed forwards until her arms were flat on the table, then hands pulled her legs wide apart and she heard them talking.
"Look at the arse on this slut. Pull her panties to one side and let's look at what we're dealing with."
The gusset of her knickers was pulled to one side and someone spread her arse cheeks wide.