The Ladies Circle 07

Crime and punishment

I pressed the doorbell push and listened as the chimes faded away. The door was soon opened and John Randall stood there, smiling broadly as he greeted me.

'Roger, how nice to see you again and do come in, it's been ages since we last saw you.'

I had been invited to visit John and Annabelle Randall this evening at their home, as I have done several times before. My friendship with this mature married couple may seem somewhat unusual in that I am only in my thirties, whereas they are old enough to be my parents. Our relationship is more than 'unusual' though, as you will discover in due course.

It might help to know that my name is Roger Cox, a qualified physiotherapist and fitness trainer who has formed close friendships with a small group of mature women whom I refer to as 'my ladies circle'. Annabelle Randall is a member of this select group of older ladies who occasionally like to be pampered by a young man like myself. And of course I'm always happy to oblige them.

John led the way to the lounge, where I sat in an armchair as he opened his wine cabinet to prepare drinks for us.

'Sylvia is busy preparing herself for your visit and will be down shortly.' He said as he mixed our drinks.

I should explain here that although his wife is named Annabelle, she prefers to be called Sylvia when we meet at their home. Annabelle is a demure and very respectable lady, whereas her alter ego Sylvia is quite the opposite, and can be very naughty indeed. By adopting her 'Sylvia' persona, she permits herself to indulge in the most outrageous sexual activities that Annabelle would never consider.

I have discovered over time that John loves to play the role of cuckold during my visits. I also know that it amuses them both to devise role-plays that cast Sylvia as my submissive whore, while he watches and masturbates. Indeed on this occasion I've come dressed in a police uniform that I hired from a costume store, as part of the role-play that John and I had discussed previously.

We sat and sipped our drinks and were making small talk about nothing in particular, when the door opened and Sylvia stepped into the room. She was respectably dressed in a white blouse and black skirt that suited her mature years. I also noted the black choker she wore round her neck, which indicated her submissiveness.

'Good evening officer Cox what a nice surprise to see you again. Is this a social visit or are you still on duty?' She enquired with a wry smile.

'It's always a pleasure to see you too Sylvia, but this time I'm here on official police business I'm afraid.' I replied.

'Oh and what might that be?'

I cleared my throat before saying. 'We received an incident report at the police station about a woman seen stealing items of clothing from a department store last Tuesday. Fortunately the report includes a detailed description of the suspect.'

'Oh how awful, and I guess that must happen a lot, but why are you telling me this? She asked.

'Because the description of the suspect happens to fit you very well Sylvia, so I have some questions to ask you.'

'But you surely don't think that I'm involved, do you?' She mumbled, looking very uncomfortable.

'What I think doesn't matter, but I need to know where you were on Tuesday morning about 11.00 am?

'I always have coffee in town with my girl friends on Tuesdays, so I'm sure that's where I was.' She whispered, looking anxious.

'Can you prove that?' I asked in a stern voice.

'Oh dear, I don't know that I can prove it.' She whispered as tears welled up in her eyes.

Now I made a show of producing a notebook from my breast pocket and, after finding the relevant page, I began reading aloud.

'The stolen items included a black peephole bra, black crotch-less panties, and a pair of tan seamed stockings. Do you happen to own any clothing that matches this description, Sylvia?'

'No of course I don't, and anyway only a younger woman would wear those kind of things.'

I paused for a few moments before saying. 'In that case I must ask you to raise your skirt for me please?'

'Why must I do that officer?'

'Because I have to inspect your underwear.'

She turned to look pleadingly at John who just stared back in silence.

'Well, if you must.' She murmured while bending to grasp the hem of her skirt then, straightening up, she slowly raised it to waist level. Now with her eyes downcast and her face turning bright red, she turned to show me her underwear.

I spent a long time gazing at the provocative sight of the black crotch-less panties and tan nylon stockings that this mature woman was wearing under her dress.

'Now open your blouse for me Sylvia.' I demanded.

She reluctantly undid the buttons of the blouse until it fell open to the waist to reveal her large breasts and erect nipples that poked through the holes of the black peephole bra she was wearing.

'I think you have some explaining to do.' I said quietly.

Bursting into tears she said. 'I'm very sorry officer, but I couldn't resist the temptation to steal them. Can't I just pay for them now, would that settle the matter?'

'Paying for them will not settle the matter I'm afraid. There is however, another form of payment that you could choose to make, or I will have to take you to the police station for questioning.' I replied sternly.

'Oh please, I'll do anything to avoid the shame of being arrested.' She said tearfully.

'In that case go and sit down on the sofa over there.'

Looking somewhat bewildered, Sylvia crossed the room and sat on the sofa, as ordered.

'Now sit back and lift your legs then open them wide for me.'

'But I'm a respectable woman and old enough to be your mother. How can you ask me to do such a thing' She demanded in a cross voice.

'Because I intend to conduct an intimate body search for anything else that you may be hiding.' I replied.

'But I'm not hiding anything officer.' She wailed tearfully.

'That may be so, but I have my duty to do.'

'Well if you have to, then I suppose I must do what I'm told.' She whispered.

Sitting back now, Sylvia raised her legs and placed both feet together on the sofa, causing her skirt to rise over her bent knees. Then with eyes closed and looking very embarrassed, she slowly parted her legs to reveal the sweet hairless pussy that nestled between her soft thighs.

I gazed entranced and with a stiffening cock, at this brazen display of femininity that she flaunted before me.

'Oh God, this is so humiliating.' She panted excitedly, though I knew she loved exposing herself like this.

Kneeling on the floor now, I closely examined Sylvia's pussy while caressing her nylon-covered legs all the way up to her stocking tops. I took further delight in stroking the silky smooth skin of her thighs until my naughty fingers reached her exposed cunt. Now I began teasing her, by slowly tracing the outline of her pussy lips that were already moistening to my touch. We were both very aroused and panting hard by now.

I also had became aware of John's ragged breathing, and glanced at him sitting there stroking his exposed cock, while he watched me fingering his wife under her skirt.

'I hope you don't mind me touching your wife's cunt do you John?' I asked him.

'Not at all.' He murmured sheepishly.

'And you won't mind if I check inside her pussy for hidden contraband?'

'I suppose, if you must' He groaned, while continuing to frig his cock.

Now I put my head between Sylvia's open legs and began kissing all around her pussy. Then I licked up and down the length of her slit several times before nuzzling and squeezing her erect clit between my closed lips.

She sighed as I continued to lick her pussy and moaned softly each time I used my tongue to penetrate her cunt, that was now oozing with her cream.

After a while I sat back on my heels, and slipped two fingers inside her pussy while teasing her clit with my thumb. She jerked her bottom back and forth as I continued fingering her, until her soft screams and loud panting moans told me she was close to coming.

Suddenly and with a loud groan she trapped my hand between her soft thighs, while her whole body trembled in orgasm. I waited a while for her to recover, before withdrawing my moistened fingers from her pussy.

'Well my finger search didn't find any contraband in your pussy Sylvia, so I will need to put my special search tool in there for a proper check later. But first I need to search in your mouth, so come and lay down on the sofa for me.'

Sylvia now changed her position to lay full length, with her head resting on the arm of the sofa. Then smiling impishly at me, she adopted her favourite pose again by placing her right leg on the floor and raising her left leg over the back of the sofa.

I stood up to open my flies and lift out my cock, then moving to where her head lay I bent slightly to present my cock to her mouth.

'Open your mouth for my search tool Sylvia.' I demanded.

With her legs splayed wide and looking decidedly flushed, she turned her head and obediently opened her mouth for my cock to enter. Now with Sylvia eagerly sucking my cock, I looked at John and said. 'The police regulations state that a witness should be present during an intimate body search. So would you come here please.'

John got up immediately and came to stand by Sylvia's head, which gave him a perfect view of my cock sliding in and out of her mouth. I knew that the thrill of watching his wife sucking my cock always made him pant and groan with excitement.

Now I reached forward to begin stroking Sylvia's exposed breasts and erect nipples, while she fondled her husband's cock that towered above her. Closing my eyes now, I lost myself for a while, as I savoured the exquisite pleasure of her warm sucking mouth while caressing her lovely firm tits

It was some time later before I removed my cock, now gleaming with her saliva, and stepped back a little.

'Well you don't appear to have any contraband in there either Sylvia.' I murmured.

'I told you I haven't hidden anything officer, so are you finished searching me now?' She whined.

John said 'At this point Sir, might I suggest that Sylvia deserves a little spanking for being so naughty?'

'Indeed she does John, but I will need your help to do it.'

'I'm always happy to help an officer of the law do his duty.' He replied.

'In that case would you take hold of her ankles when I lift up her legs?'

'Of course Sir' He replied.

I now brought Sylvia's legs together and raised them into the air, as John reached forward to grab hold of her ankles. Then he pulled her legs towards him a little, which lifted her bottom up ready for a spanking.

SMACK, SMACK, SMACK rang out, as my hand chastised her firm womanly bottom.

'What are you men doing to me?' Whispered Sylvia excitedly, as I continued spanking her until my hand ached.

I ceased the spanking after a while and watched as she wriggled her scorched bottom, with her legs still held in the air by her husband.

'Might it be worth checking in her bottom for contraband Sir?' Murmured John.

'It would indeed, but I would have to finger your wife there. Would you mind if I did that?'

'Not if it helps your investigation, officer.' He replied.

Now I knelt on the sofa between Sylvia's legs, and using my middle finger I began teasing all around her sensitive anus, which she had obviously lubricated in advance of my arrival. I heard her quietly groan when my fingertip slipped between her hot pink cheeks, before gently sliding all the way up her bottom.

'Oh God, that is so humiliating, do you really have to do this to me officer?' She gasped.

'It's standard police procedure I'm afraid, so it is necessary.' I replied.

'I suppose you must do what you have to.' She whispered.

Sylvia loves to role-play the reluctant victim, which she acts to perfection during our sessions, although her feigned reluctance is denied by her obvious pleasure. Indeed it was the sly squeezing of her rose hole on my teasing finger that betrayed her pleasure on this occasion.

Now I began to gently finger-bugger her for a while, by slipping my finger in and out of her lubricated hole

'You can bring her legs down now John, but leave them wide open for me.' I demanded.

'As you wish Sir.' He mumbled as he re-arranged his wife's legs, so that one lay over the back of the sofa and the other on the floor.

'I'm now going to put my search tool in your pussy Sylvia, and after that I'll put it in your bottom for a more thorough search there.' I said.

'Do what you must officer.' She murmured.

Still kneeling between her open legs, I positioned my raging cock at the entrance to her pouting wet pussy then sheathed it fully home inside her with a single thrust. Now I began fucking her slowly then gradually increased the tempo, until my cock was flashing in and out of her eager cunt.

I continued thrusting fast and deep while her panting little screams grew louder. Then she climaxed.

'OH FUCK, I'M COMMMINNNNGGG AGAAINN' Sylvia gasped, while her cunt spasms gripped my cock that lay buried deep inside her.

I waited a while for her to recover before withdrawing my still engorged cock from her sopping cunt. Then I got up to stand beside her.

'Turn round now and kneel up on the sofa with your bottom raised for me' I demanded.

She obediently adopted the kneeling position and rested her torso against the back of the sofa then, dipping her back she lifted her bottom high in the air.

'Reach back now, and open your bottom cheeks for me Sylvia.' I said.

'Oh God, how embarrassing.' She whispered, as she reached behind to hold her bottom cheeks open with her hands. John came and stood in front of her then, taking her head lovingly in his hands, he kissed her passionately for some time.

I watched them kiss, while I took a condom from my tunic pocket and rolled it over my rampant cock before guiding it to her puckered entrance that peeked enticingly from between her open cheeks. Now I teased her anus with the head of my cock for a while before gently slipping it just inside the lubricated rim of her tight hole, and held there for a while without moving.

'Let go of your bottom now Sylvia, and lift up a little so I can fondle your tits.' I

instructed.

With her bottom nicely corked, Sylvia moved enough to give me access. I began stroking her lovely tits and tweaking her rubbery nipples between my fingers, while my cock slid all the way up between the ample cheeks of her bottom. We held still again while we savoured the mutual pleasure of this perverted act.

'You are a very naughty boy to be doing this to a woman old enough to be your mother.' She panted in a trembling murmur.

'And you are a very naughty girl.'

'You make me do such shameful things Sir.'

'But you like doing them, don't you?' I replied.

'You know my weakness Sir.' She whispered.

'Indeed I do know your weakness, and now I'm going to fuck your bottom while you suck John's cock

'If you must Sir.' She replied.

I signalled to John who immediately guided his cock to Sylvia's open mouth, while mine eased in and out of her tight lubricated channel that she gradually relaxed to accommodate my cock. I continued gently fucking her bottom, while we both revelled in the shared pleasure of our sexual perversions.

John was visibly trembling with excitement as he watched his wife being buggered by another man, while she sucked his cock. Indeed it wasn't long before he threw his head back, and with a loud groan, he pumped his come into Sylvia's eager mouth while I continued gently fucking her bottom.

Now Sylvia began squeezing my cock by clenching and relaxing her bottom hole, which brought me very close to coming. Indeed it was a combination of this delightful teasing coupled with her moans that soon tipped me over the edge, to dissolve in orgasmic bliss as my cock pumped jets of hot come into the condom.

Some time later, I was sat again in the armchair with a drink in my hand, after we had recovered our composure. Sylvia had already retired to the bathroom to shower and freshen up after our session.

'So, did our role-play performance meet with your expectations this evening John?' I asked

'It did indeed, and I also liked the improvised changes that you made to the script.' He replied

'Do you mean the introduction of my search tool?'

'Yes that, and Sylvia's complaint about you making her do shameful things.'

'That was hardly a complaint, seeing as she loves being made to do them.'

'You know, it always amazes me how an otherwise respectable woman like Annabelle can switch to become Sylvia, our submissive whore' Said John.

'She truly is one in a million John.' I replied.

'She is that indeed.'

The End.

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