It was later that she grasped the full enormity of what she had done. She felt that all it would be was a little bit of fun and that any other girl would have done the same . They faced each other the dinner table through the haze of fine port and candle light. Charlotte knew her dress was cut low and that her breasts were prominent enough interest a blind eunuch. Her many layers of silky petticoats felt good against her strong thighs and her thoughts turned to spreading your legs to receive…
Later, as her head cleared, she was able to make out three leather-clad women in the room. The apparent leader was tall and buxom with a wild mane of red hair. She controlled the other two who were younger: one blonde and another redhead. This latter was the youngest of the three with thin hips and small pointed breasts.
Charlotte’s wrists were gripped firmly by the two younger women as she was held leaning over the table. Their leader took Charlotte’s bodice and ripped the white silk so that her full tits fell forward on to the table. The younger two grinned at each other expectantly. Her dress was slowly raised from the rear by a fourth figure whom she could not see. She felt the tingles descend from the depth of her stomach through her cunt to the soles of her bare feet. She tried to turn her head to see who was there but Carla, the leader, gripper her hair and prevented her from moving.
As Charlotte’s lips were parted and her pussy entered by the the man behind, Carla remover her leather shorts, climbed nimbly onto the table and presented her cunt before her face. The instruction was clear. Between her gasps, Charlotte licked as delicately as she could while Carla gritted her teeth. Not a word was spoken before or after orgasm.
After they had disengaged, Charlotte was released from the grip of the two younger women – to her mild disappointment, as she had found the restraint rather exhilarating – and so could now turn and face her molester from the rear. She experienced not so much anger as incredulity at how her husband Adam had arranged this scenario; also amazement at the detail in which her once secretly whispered fantasy had now been realised.
What happened next was not in the fantasy. The younger redhead, Alex, looked appealingly at Carla and received a curt nod in return. She looked barely 18; her hair was short, in a spiky urchin cut, and she wore a tight leather miniskirt and a tightly buttoned bodice that left her shoulders bare,. There was a swallow tattoo on her left shoulder. She walked solely up to Charlotte’s husband as he rearranged his clothing and looked up, very directly into his eyes.
Alex slipped her hand inside his shirt and firmly but gently ran her fingernails over his soft skin. After loosening his shirt, she took his nipple between finger and thumb and rolled it firmly. ‘I think you like this, you bad boy,’ she whispered as her other hand unbuckled his trousers which fell heavily to the floor. He moaned as she held his heavy swollen prick in her hand and cradled his balls.
Charlotte watched open-mouthed as her faithful husband melted in the hands of this young girl. Her experience belied her youth as she slowly turned him on again delicately, firmly, slowly. With every deft touch he became more aroused. He seemed at the point of orgasm when she suddenly stopped, stepped back and surveyed him coldly.
‘So, you like this, don’t you? Let’s see if you deserve any more. On your knees!’
To Charlotte’s ever-mounting amazement he meekly obeyed and knelt before her like a naughty schoolboy. His naked member standing so erect and proud belied his otherwise submissive air.
Alex stood right before him and hitcher up her skirt. He face was inches form the fine red hair of her cunt as he continued to gaze to the floor. When instructed he clasped his hands behind his back and Alex greased his head with both hands and rubbed her pussy into his face, she threw her head back and whispered foul obscenities at him before shuddering to a convulsive climax. Stepping back, she revealed Adam’s juice-soaked face as he looked pleadingly for permission to touch himself. Charlotte was thrilled when Alex made it clear to that he had to gain his wife’s permission for such release. Charlotte was exhilarated by the power wielded by this slender girl and seized the moment to humiliate her husband further.
After a brief whispered discussion, all four women turned on Adam and demanded that he get to his feet. He stood before them with a wary look, not knowing what to expect. Charlotte was no brimming with confidence as she took the lead.
‘Strip off your clothes, you miserable wanker,’ she hissed. ‘We want you stark naked and at our mercy. We require total obedience for our every whim and delight.’
Adam again meekly obeyed, his having no option with such highly charged women so clearly set on bing in complete control, as before, there was a narked contrast between his overall chastened demeanour and his greatly swollen prick. Charlotte had never seen it so large for so long.
His hands were cuffed behind his back, Carla and the other woman gripped his arms while Charlotte had her skirts lifted by Alex. Adam was propelled forward to kneel before his wife as she spread her legs.
‘Lick out my cunt, you little jerk.’
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/n5ges3/a_number_of_surprises