A couple of days after my little tea party with my wife, Marge, and her naughty friends, I received an email from Sarah, another from her circle, a very respectable schoolteacher in her late forties. Intrigued, I opened it to find a short message with several attachments of Sarah in various stages of undress. She had been talking to Angie, she said, and she wondered if I was available for a tea party she was holding for a select group of friends from school the following Thursday. If so, perhaps I would like to call round on Sunday morning when her husband was playing his usual round of golf to discuss arrangements, and for her to check that all the equipment was to her satisfaction.
Without thinking I said yes, how about ten o'clock, but afterward, I wondered how I was going to explain this to Marge. No point in worrying, I thought, what's sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose, or in this case the other way round. What I didn't know was that she had asked Marge if this would be okay, and had only emailed me once she had got the green light.
Later that same evening in bed, when Marge and I were cuddling after a very nice fuck session, she giggled, and said to me just before we fell asleep, "Well, I expect you will be going round to see Sarah on Sunday. I don't think you will be disappointed, my love,” which was how I found myself ringing the doorbell of Sarah's house on the crack of ten o'clock on a bright Sunday morning, slightly nervous, but also rather excited as I imagined what might happen. Sarah answered the door dressed in a silk robe, loosely tied at the waist, which did little to hide her ample breasts with her nipples making little points in the material.
"Come on in, Alan," she said, "and close the door behind you. Jim won't be back for at least four hours, and I expect he will just fall asleep in a chair after his exertions on the nineteenth hole, so we can have some fun without interruption."
She led me into the sitting room, which was at the back of the house, and, sitting down on a sofa, suggested that I might like to remove my clothes.
"One of my colleagues, Vanessa, has a very special birthday this week," she said, "and my friends and I would like to give her a very special present. I have been told, that you are very well equipped to give a lady a great time, but I do like to sample the goods before I buy, so I thought what better time than this morning to check you out for myself."
"I do hope you won’t be disappointed," I said, as I took off my shirt, followed by my shoes and socks, before undoing my belt, and dropping my trousers, leaving me totally naked — I had gone commando in anticipation of what I hoped was going to happen. As I have told you before, one of my favourite masturbatory fantasies was to be nude in the presence of clothed or partially clothed women, and my cock was already standing to attention.
"Mmmm, very nice," she said, undoing the belt of her robe, to reveal a pair of gorgeous breasts, and a neatly trimmed bush framing her inviting-looking pussy, "the reports were no exaggeration. Come over here, and let me have a feel of that delicious-looking weapon."
She leaned forward to get a better look, and needing no further invitation, I went and stood in front of her, with my legs apart, and my cock waving just a few inches in front of her face. She put out a right hand, and ran her fingernails up the inside of my left thigh from my knee up to my groin, before cupping my balls, feeling their weight and fullness, and murmuring her approval in a low voice.
She then tried to circle the base of my shaft with the thumb and forefinger of her other hand, obviously pleased at its thickness, and slowly licked me from my balls to the crown, before taking the head between her lips and sucking gently, making me grow even harder.
"You taste nice too," she said, "I do like a man to taste nice as well as looking and feeling good. But that will do, for now, we can continue later in the comfort of my bedroom. First, I must show you the kitchen, and explain how everything works. You will find everything ready on Thursday, cucumber sandwiches, little cream cakes, and, of course, the birthday cake, but I want everything to go smoothly before we move on to the main course."
Once we had finished in the kitchen, Sarah led me upstairs to her bedroom. On the bed were a pair of very brief wet look shorts, and a collar, to which was attached a leash. She pointed to the shorts, and said, "Your uniform, go on pick them up and try them for size."
When I picked the shorts up I discovered that they were open both front and back, with a removable thong, held in place by Velcro fasteners. As instructed, I put them on, fitting my now semi-erect cock into the thong with some difficulty, but managing in the end. I must admit that when I looked at myself in the full-length mirror facing the bed, I thought that I looked rather good.
"And the collar," Sarah instructed, "I want to see the whole effect, although you do look very sexy. I can't wait to see my friends' faces when Vanessa removes the thong. Now come over here."
She went over to a fitted cupboard beside the bed and opened the door to reveal one of the largest collections of sex toys I had ever seen. It was just like a sex shop. There were dildos and vibrators of all shapes, sizes, and colours, all carefully arranged on padded shelves covered in purple silk. There were also a number of whips, paddles, wrist and ankle restraints, and several strap-on dildos, again in a variety of sizes.
"These will not be visible when we start on Thursday, but you will find them in a chest in the corner of the sitting room, where I will have put them earlier. It will be your job, once you have cleared away the tea things, to lay them out on the coffee table, along with tubes of lube, and a bowl of condoms, although most of us prefer it when our chosen piece of fuck-meat comes inside us. At this stage, I have no idea which toys we will use, but I like to give my friends a choice, and I have found in the past that things can get a little wild after the initial entertainment. That, of course, will be provided by you and Vanessa."
"Well, you have seen everything now, Alan, the rest will be up to you. I don't need to tell you that you should have taken a shower before you arrive, which should be about half an hour before my guests. And make sure that you are newly shaved. Oh, I would suggest that you take a Cialis or Viagra pill a couple of hours before you come round, whichever you find is best for you. You will need to maintain an erection for at least four hours. And you might find it better to refrain from masturbation or sex from tonight, as you will be expected to cum several times during the course of the afternoon."
Sarah closed the cupboard door and beckoned me over to the bed. "Now that you are fully prepared, it is time for me to check out that your lovely equipment is in full working order. We still have plenty of time, and once you have fucked me several times and I am sure that you will be able to take Vanessa to the heights of ecstasy on Thursday while we watch, we can finish off by having a shower together. I have found that a last round of sex in the shower is such a satisfactory conclusion to a session of exquisite pleasure."
She then removed her robe, and lay back on the bed, with her legs slightly apart to give me a wonderful view of all her mature and voluptuous charms. I had already been aroused by her full breasts and prominent nipples, but now I was able to see the beauty of her pussy. She had prominent labia, framed by her well-trimmed bush of dark curly hair, and I was excited at the expectation of thrusting my cock deep into her warm cunt, and filling her with my semen.
My lust-filled thoughts were plain to see from the expression of desire on my face, and it was equally apparent that Sarah was as horny as me.
"Come on big boy,” she growled, “I am already getting wet at the thought of taking that monster, but first you must earn your reward by getting me really hot and horny. I want to see how good your oral skills are, and then when I am ready, you can fuck me until we cum together in the first of what I hope will be several orgasms this morning."
With such a vision of loveliness laid out before my ravished eyes, I needed no further encouragement. Ripping off the thong to set free my throbbing cock, I scrambled up onto the bed beside her and started to kiss and lick my way down her body from the hollow of her neck, over those twin peaks of lusciousness, across the plains of Elysium, through the groves of Eden, until I reached the gates of heaven between her legs.
Sarah held my head between her hands to guide me on my journey, quietly moaning with pleasure as I sucked her nipples and pulled me harder against her pussy, once I had reached my goal. She spread her legs wider to give me better access, thrusting her hips up from the bed, and grinding against my mouth. I sucked each of her lips into my mouth in turn, savouring their lush softness, like slices of ripe peach, and then licking up the wet valley between them from her sweet little rosebud to her clitoris, which was growing hard, the hood pulling back to expose its sensitive heart.