Afternoon Tea
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Posted:Jul 23, 2007 4:00 am
Last Updated:Nov 26, 2008 5:38 am 17476 Views
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Today She had another afternoon tea with Her ladies. They sure drink a lot, but thats fine by me.
I am allowed to attend, or rather to serve. First serving the tea and other drinks, lots of drinks. Then taking around the tray of nibbles. She likes me to wear a formal bow tie, white cuffs, black shiny shoes but that is all. When I serve the nibbles I have to hold the tray just below waist height, just so I can hide my cock on the tray among the nibbles. I fear the use of tooth picks when the ladies try to spear a gherkin or cocktail sausage.
But it doesn't take long before my real use is needed. None of these ladies likes to get up from their soft chairs and walk to the cold bathroom in the middle of winter, much better to raise their skirts, slide forward on their chair and call their boy over. "Kneel before me boy and clamp your dirty mouth over my beautiful pussy!" they command. Without stopping their conversation they release their pee down my throat. Miss is waiting nearby with her riding crop to administer a few well aimed whacks if I should fail in my task and allow any pee to drip onto the carpet. "Now clean me up good boy" and I know I can move my mouth away and tongue their dripping pussy clean, followed by a quick blow dry.
When there are a dozen ladies there this continues without stop, from one to the other. If I am a good boy I may be lucky enough to be asked "Thats not clean enough boy, keep licking!" Mmmmmm My pleasure Miss
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It was wet today
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Posted:Jul 8, 2007 7:29 am
Last Updated:Nov 26, 2008 5:37 am 17434 Views
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Another cold rainy day. You were content to sit around inside in the warm, reading the paper with your coffee, chatting on the phone, sitting at your computer checking emails, chatting, and then watching a movie.....ignoring me.
I like these days. If you never speak to me, then I know all is OK. I know I am not to speak, my tongue is of more use to you doing things other than talking.
On these days I get to kneel at your feet.
Allowed to hold your arse in my hands.
And bury my head between your legs. My tongue lightly dances along your thighs, up one then the other, circling around your beautiful pussy, licking up the outside of your fleshy lips, one side then the next. Then slowly separates your petals to reveal your neatly folded inner lips. With my tongue and lips I gently open you, stretching out your lips to reveal your now glistening pink opening. MMMM oh such a reward, a gift to now push my tongue into your opening, probing, licking each side, spreading your juices over your dangling lips, sucking your lips, spreading them again, running my tongue up between them now over your hardening clit. Your voice on the phone never falters, but now i feel your arse cheeks contracting in my hands, you squirming in your chair, the slightest thrust towards me.
And then a foot pushes against my chest, flinging me out of the way, as you get up to move to the computer to check your emails. But arranging the chair to allow room again for your tongue to again sit between your legs and continue his licking. His searching for your wonderfully aromatic nectar, to spread around your full fleshy pussy lips and then to lick clean. Again I feel you arousal and feel you pushing slightly towards me. But again I am thrust backwards as you move now to watch a movie.
Now on the sofa you recline further with your arse hanging just over the edge. This time I know my tongue is to explore a little further, again starting circling around your lips, parting them, nibbling and pulling on them, finding your opening, tasting you and then running my tongue over your arse cheeks, licking up your juices that escaped and ran down your crack. Circling my tongue around, getting closer, tracing the outline of your puckered arsehole, darting my tongue in and out of its opening, watching for it to relax and open again to receive my tongue, probing deeper and deeper.
Now there is no pretense, you grab my hair and pull my head closer, rubbing my head up and down over your pussy and arse, my tongue lapping, licking, probing faster, harder, my nose pressed to your clit, your hands gripping my hair ramming me into you. "Make me cum you useless prick" she yells, "Use that tongue good". And cum she does screaming at me, pulling me hard against her, exploding in one long loud orgasm as i frantically try to keep my face hard against her as I lap up her flood, drinking her in, smelling the heady aroma. Cleaning her juices from her folds she sits back, relaxes again and tells me not to stop, keep licking.
It was wet down there again today.
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