London, April 1929.
Albert was seeing a young lady by the name of Lilith, a slender, platinum blonde from a wealthy family. She had the perfect body for the age, long limbs, petite bust, narrow hips which flared into a wide, round bottom. On this one evening in September, she invited Albert to a party hosted by an old family friend, and Albert duly arrived at the address in London and knocked the door. An olive skinned beauty answered, her body clad in clinging red satin. Albert gulped, "Lilith invited me... " he stammered.
"Ah yes," the lady smiled, a hint of a foreign accent in her delicate words. "Please enter freely." she smiled again, her perfect teeth showing a hint of yellow staining. "I am Maria."
Albert took her hand and kissed the back. A strange, but familiar aroma hit his nose, but at that point he could not quite place it.
He was led into the house, through a short corridor and into a large lounge. The furniture had been set aside and the room contained a group of about ten or so people. Mixed genders, races and ages. An elderly couple stood, drinks in hand to one side laughing with a dark skinned lady in bright coloured clothes. Some younger men and women skittered about the room, drinking and smoking. The air was heavy with a cloying smoke which Albert did not recognise.
Maria took Albert to a middle-aged man. "This is my husband." she said, and wandered off in search of a drink.
The gentleman looked Albert up and down in an admiring way. "Military?" He asked.
Albert nodded, "In the Great War."
Maria's husband smiled vaguely, "I admire a disciplined mind." He smiled, and grasped Albert's upper arm in a light, friendly grip. "Eat, drink, partake of all we have." he said. "Do as thou wilt." and he, too, merged in with the ensemble.
Albert took a drink from a tray on the side of the room and looked around for Lilith. He had offered to pick her up so they could arrive together, but she had declined. Then he saw her, laughing gayly with an older gent and a younger woman. The older man's hand rested lustfully on her white satin clad hip, stroking gently up and down. Albert was a little jealous, but knew that Lilith was a free spirit, and that he would have to tread carefully.
Finally, she spotted him and beckoned him over. "This is Karl and Millie." She leaned in and whispered something to Millie, who looked Albert up and down, then laughed. She threw her arms around his neck, planted a wet kiss on his mouth then just hung there for a second or two, her warm body pressing into Albert's. He could feel her erect nipples against his belly, and his cock began to stir in his trousers. Millie must have noticed, as she briefly pressed her lower belly into Albert's crotch, then disengaged and draped her arm around his waist.
Albert downed the drink, and took another. He wasn't sure if it was the drink or the smokey air that was making him so light headed, but he shook his head and grabbed another glass in any case.
A gong sounded and Maria called for the people to 'Prepare!'
Albert looked inquisitively at Lilith. She smiled. "Sort of a game." she said, grabbed Albert's hand and led him to a side room.
Once inside she slipped out of her dress, standing in front of Albert in nothing but a pair of stockings held up by garters. "Strip." she said, and started to help him get out of his suit. Once naked, she stepped back, admiring his toned body and swollen cock. She grasped his shaft and gave a couple of tugs. It responded eagerly, but when Albert reached for her hips she pulled away. "Not yet." she said. "It will spoil the games."
From a cupboard she produced a robe of deep red cloth. "Put this on." she said. Albert raised his eyebrows, sighed, but put the robe on.
Once both attired in the robes, they went through into another large lounge, where all the assembled were similarly attired. Maria and her husband stood in the middle of one wall, a short table adorned with burning candles and strange statuettes.
"Welcome," said Maria's husband, "to this celebration." he turned, dropped his robe to reveal his round, naked form. Maria did likewise, though her form was less round apart from the pendulous, large breasts. Albert could not help but glance at the thick bush of dark hair at the top of her legs, nor the tufts under her armpits as she dropped to her knees and took her husband's flaccid cock into her mouth and started to suck it hard, slurping her head back and forth as she rubbed his balls. She let the stiffening cock plop out of her mount, and stretched the foreskin backward, making the head swell and glisten in the flickering light of the many candles. Her tongue reached out, licking the under side from balls to tip, the she engulfed it once more. Taking it right to the back of her throat.
