THE EROTIC ADVENTURES OF LOUISE AND PETER - Part 15
THE CLUB
Following the success of the cabaret night, the six couples involved, who all get on with each other so well, spontaneously and mutually come to the conclusion that they should pursue their hedonistic goals and form themselves into a kind of club. The idea being that they should all meet up once a month at each others’ homes. The only day on which they can all agree is a Sunday, and the last one each month is deemed the most suitable.
‘During the hot summer months’ Peter suggests, ‘we can sometimes arrange to meet up on a beach, after dark. No-one else is ever likely to be about, especially if we are careful in our choosing.’ There are no objections. Someone observes that in the cold winter months, when the doors are shut, and heaters are necessary, some people don’t have the space to accommodate a party of twelve, so it may be that a room has to be hired again. ‘In that case we can think of ways to amuse ourselves again. The cabaret night was good, but I’m sure there are other things we can do.
‘Maybe body painting, I’ve just thought of that’ someone says, ‘but we are all capable of coming up with exciting ideas.’
Someone else suggests that a night where everybody shared a fantasy with the others would be good, and perhaps there could be a vote, or points awarded to determine a winner. Another person thought that a script should be written, and a full length video movie made, just for circulation among the group. A fancy dress night is another thought, so altogether there is no shortage of good ideas!
Lynne and Geoff offer to host the first meeting, which is to be on the last Sunday of July. ‘We’ve got a secluded pool and terrace’ Lynne tells everyone, ‘so there is no problem with being outside. I think we should do the fantasy idea, and the favourite should be enacted!’ Mutters of approval all round! It is agreed that it is only fair for each couple to take their own drinks.
When everyone arrives at Lynne and Geoff’s on a typically hot and humid July evening, they are stunned to find that Lynne has laid out an impressive finger buffet, and placed glasses on a table for people to use. Their home is not big, but is delightful in the way it is decorated and furnished. Of course, the inside is not needed, as there is ample room for the party to be outside by the pool.
‘We suggested the fantasy tales night, so we will start’ Lynne announces. ‘It’s sensible, I think, to restrict it to just one fantasy per couple this time, and Geoff will begin.’
He tells a story in which he is covered in sauces and sticky substances which beautiful naked girls lick off him as they slide their bodies over his. Each person awarded points out of ten for that and all the subsequent tales, so that the scores could be added up to establish the winner at the end.
Peter, representing Louise and him tells his Roman orgy fantasy.
‘I am lying on a couch, covered only by a cloth around my loins, and am being attended by a bevy of beautiful serving girls, each dressed in a short toga with one breast exposed, and nothing beneath it. Naturally, I am being fed fruits, and having my wine goblet regularly replenished. I tell them I am tense, and need to relax, so lay flat on my stomach. Each of them take turns in rubbing fragrant oils into different parts of my body; two deal with my legs, two with my arms and one with my back. The sixth girl unties the cloth and exposes my ass before massaging it with oil. As the leg girls rub my inner thighs they allow their hands to gently touch my prick, almost accidentally, which is an excruciatingly wonderful tease. After half an hour or so, I am ready to turn over on to my back. As I do so, the girl that is attending to my bum whips the cloth completely away. As the pleasure continues, I say to all the girls. ‘I am lying here totally uncovered, but you are not, so I want you all to take off your togas.’ They are secured only at one shoulder, so as they are loosened, they drop to the floor with perfect synchronization. I am surrounded by boobs and shaved pussies; it’s fantastic. Six girls, twelve hands, it feels fabulous. The fronts of my arms and legs, and my chest and stomach are all receiving expert treatment, which is leaving one girl unoccupied. ‘You can do the lingam massage’ I tell her. She coats her hands with oil and commences rubbing my cock with a combination of up and down and circular strokes with one hand, and cupping and caressing my balls with the other. In a short time my erection gets even harder, and it’s sticking straight up into the air! She knows, though, exactly how to control the situation so that I do not climax too soon. It is endless ecstasy and although my eyes are closed, I am aware of a change. I open them to see two girls now, not rubbing my cock, but running their tongues up and down it, one on each side. There is one girl standing on my right, and one on my left, so I am able to reach out and insert a finger into each of their wet pussies. They feel good. One of the girls licking my knob looks up and says ‘we can do more’. ‘Do as you like, I’m feeling wonderful‘, I tell her. ‘You first’ she says to the other girl, who straight away rubs some oil in to her pussy and climbs across me, rubbing herself up and down my shaft, and teasing me with her tits, letting my tongue and lips brush over her nipples. In a while, another of the girls grasps my rod and guides it into her friend’s eager cunt. Suddenly, a pair of wet pussy lips settles down on my mouth, and my tongue is in heaven. In the end, three of the girls impale themselves on me before I cannot help but cum into the fourth one, and at least two have presented their pussies to my tongue. They lift their friend off my now subsiding member, being careful not to spill my cum, which they then all vie to lick from her.’
It is finished, and it gets a round of applause. All the fantasies have been exciting and arousing, so all have accrued high marks, but something must have struck a chord with Peter’s, as it won by one point.
‘Right’ Sue said to all the girls, it’s togas for us next time. I can make them, no trouble. I’ll get some material; they’re to be small, so I won’t need much.’ Then, as an afterthought, ‘There’s bound to be an off-cut that will do as Peter’s loin cloth.
’Gordon has been in and taken his clothes off. Upon returning he calls out ‘Anyone not naked, get naked. Let’s have a dip in the pool, and then see what happens.’
