For Your Pleasure Sir Pt 01

I regularly book a large day room in a local hotel to put on a private show for a small group of guys who may wish to come along to watch, and participate in, some 'up close and personal' entertainment. Some of the guys that attend are regulars, who I know well and who understand how the performances work and they help guide new attendees to ensure it's a fun and hassle free little get together. I always book a large room with enough seating and a large bathroom area as these will all play a part in the activities. A date and time is arranged and all my guests arrive and make themselves comfortable before the performance begins. This is an account of a recent such event.

Once we were all introduced, I ran a shower where I proceeded to soap myself well, involving lots or stroking, bending and teasing for my guest's titillation. As is my usual practice, I took a toy with me into the shower, on this occasion, a thickly ribbed and curved 8" glass dildo with two domed and rounded ends which I use to further warm up proceedings, slowly licking and kissing each end before taking its veined length deep into my mouth, working it slowly in and out in an exaggerated milking motion. My little group, gathered around the shower stall are soon at various stages of arousal and already stroking themselves, one in particular is already naked except for a broad steel cock ring worn around a very impressive erection, his heavy balls tightly held between his strong thighs.

I make direct eye contact with him, holding his gaze, then begin to pour shower gel over the tip of the warm wet dildo. All eyes are on me as I bend forward and shake my rear directly towards them as rivulets of water fall and run between my butt cheeks. I reach back and run the bulbous head of the glass toy slowly between the swollen pink lips of my slick sex before slipping it slowly into me, the wide head of the dildo stretching me momentarily before gripping the shaft as I work it slowly in and out an inch at a time. I moan softly under the hot shower spray as my pussy comes alive and my large clit hardens quickly as I slowly fuck myself. Around me, the guys jockey for position as they stand mostly naked now, pulling and stroking themselves. Cock ring man wanks his thick hard length slowly, his big purple dome already sticky with his precum and his other hand toys with his long pierced nipple.

My eyes are closed and I concentrate hard on holding myself back as I continue to thrust fuck my eager cunt, and my juices run and mix with the soapy water running down my damp thighs. There is a soft moan behind me as one of my audience loses control and ejaculates hard, his thick cum splatters the glass screen beside me and dribbles downwards slowly. I turn to look at him, his grip tight on his cock and his eyes tightly closed, he clearly fought hard, but things got away from him.

I slowly withdraw my glass toy and turn to face the group. Reaching up, I turn off the shower and place the sticky dildo in the adjacent sink. I step from the stall and turn my back as one of the guys places a large bath towel across my shoulders and wraps it around me. I thank him with a quick kiss then the group follow me into the main room where I sit on a low couch and they spread themselves out on the other seats and we all chat for a short time while I dry in the warm room. The guys once again, all sit about touching and pulling their cocks as we chat, and most are now fully naked.

After 5 minutes or so I stand, drop the towel to the floor and wander naked to the bathroom, returning with a bottle of baby oil. I offer the bottle to a very quiet guy, a new attendee, who twists the top open for me and hands it back. But what he gets in return is my naked foot in his lap, and my raised leg within easy reach, awaiting his attention with the oil. He pours a small amount into his palm, hands the bottle to someone else and begins to slowly massage the oil in, starting at my foot and working slowly up and around my leg, finishing at my thigh. My skin now glistens under the light of the various lamps placed around the room. I bend and kiss him on the forehead, then place my other leg on the lap of the guy beside him who I have entertained before and is well aware of what is required of him. It isn't long before my legs are both nicely prepared and the atmosphere in the room is also ramped up somewhat.

Another regular, Mr Cockring, is my next assistant. He has handled this stage before so knew to sit in the 'lucky chair'. I hand him the bottle of oil and turning my back to him, spread my legs apart and bend at the waist, presenting myself fully in front on his smiling face. I place my hands on my knees for support and he begins. He pours the oil into his hand, places the bottle on the floor and rubs his hands together before beginning to massage my butt cheeks, slowly and firmly, rubbing the oil into my peachy flesh. I wriggle against him teasingly as he moves slowly around my bum and hips. His touch is practiced and perfect, further arousing both himself and the others watching. He slips a finger between my parted thighs, massaging and teasing my moist cunt, then applies his oiled thumb against my puckered rosebud, gently working it, before slipping an oily finger slowly inside me, working it up and down, leaving me nicely lubricated and suitably prepared. I turn and reward him with a kiss, fully on the lips, our tongues momentarily explore each others mouth before I pull away. I leave him to secure the bottle.

Proceedings then move on into the bedroom, where I have earlier unpacked my case and placed various items strategically ready for my next stage. Once everyone is comfortable, I drop my towel to the floor and walk across to the wardrobes, opening one of the tall doors, where a drawer unit is revealed. I bend a little lower than is actually necessary and remove the matching black lingerie which I had previously placed there. A very light and sheer quarter cup bra, matching thong and high waisted 6 strap suspender belt make up the ensemble. I put on a show of slipping into these, adjusting my heavy boobs so that my large pink nipples sit just over the lace trimmed edge of each cup, the high cut sides of the panties sit well above my hips and the suspender belt, which of course, will require some assistance to secure, offering the opportunity for one of my appreciative audience to run there eager fingers across my soft warm skin.

Once my dressing is complete, I cross towards the bedside cabinet, who's drawer contains 3 cellophane packets, each of which contains a pair of high end nylon stockings in differing shades. I hold them up, just below my partly exposed breasts, and ask the guys which shade they think will be most suitable. Of course, the black seams are always a first choice so I return the other packets to the drawer and turn to sit on the end of the bed, facing the group who by now are all erect and stroking their cocks in anticipation.

I open the packet and withdraw the smooth nylons, wrapped around a cardboard inner. Holding them aloft, they hang seductively from my fingers and I gaze through them at the captive audience sat opposite, gripping and fisting their cocks in my direction. I stand and begin to gather one of the stockings from the thick welt at the top, then place my foot into the gossamer thin sleeve, unrolling it slowly up to the top of my thigh. I turn my hips slightly, checking the seam is perfectly straight, and run my finger slowly up the smooth stocking. There is an animalistic groan as a second visitor succumbs and jets of his thick, creamy spunk fly across towards me, falling to the carpeted floor by my feet He continues to pull his cock furiously, milking it until the last drops run down his sticky shaft, his balls hang, drained. He lowers his head apologetically.

I repeat the performance with the other stocking and secure only the front suspenders, quickly clipping them in place. I stand in turn in front of my captives and with shaking fingers they are directed to fasten the remaining suspender clips. Finally I can now slide my nyloned legs into the black patent stilettos that complete my outfit, their high, pencil thin heels sink into the deep pile of the rooms carpet. Next, I stand and face my group of horny voyeurs, captivating their gaze, then turn, and swaying my hips invitingly, I strut slowly back to lower myself onto the bed, seated upright, legs apart.

The fun can begin....