WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 108: The Haunted Fuck House (12)

“August 27 – Nothing turned out as we planned! Serena and I came down to the tea, long after the men had arrived. We were beyond being fashionably late and as we entered the room, we discerned from their fixed expressions that their tempers were raised. Smiling as if nothing was amiss we sat down and requested the pacing men to join us. They took a seat as we rang for the tea tray to be brought in.

The housekeeper brought in the teacart, and after casting a quick glance around to ensure that we had everything we needed she silently left the room, pulling the door closed behind her. How odd when for the past several weeks she’d been watching our every move. Perhaps it was so she could listen at the keyhole; little did we know that she had left the house shortly after serving the tea.

Making idle conversation with the men, we passed the teacups around asking if they wanted cream and sugar. The eldest of the four, was also the tallest. Mr. Stevenson started to laugh and pronounced he would take his tea differently. Promptly taking a flask from his coat, he poured a liberal amount of liquid into the tea, and upon taking a sip, declared it was perfect. Laughter from the other men ensued and soon they all were pulling flasks out and spiking their tea.

Serena and I shared a look and she being the adventurous one remarked that she wouldn’t mind a spot in her own cup. Surprised looks flashed about and Mr. Thomas leaned forward to offer Serena his personal flask. Pouring a liberal amount in she found that the mellow whiskey did add a kick to the bland beverage and soon had leaned forward to empty the bottle into the teapot. This led to a round of applause and soon the first pot was empty and promptly replenished from the hot water kettle left on the sideboard.

The men seemed greatly relaxed and we soon forgot our own plots for freedom. Serena led me to the piano and I began to play a lively tune while she sang for the men. Soon Mr. Jones sprang up and began to waltz Serena around the room. Handing her off to Mr. Winchester, they began to twirl

around the room at a rapid gate until flushed with laughter Serena sat next to me on the piano bench and began to fan her flushed face.

When she began to pull the bodice buttons open to cool off the men began to hoot and applaud in appreciation. She began to laugh and tease them with the lower buttons and preened, as the men grew louder and more raucous. Serena flushed with whiskey fueled laughter then stood and with a mighty heave ripped open the remaining buttons (much to my surprise) on her blouse until her pale milky breasts spilled out for the men to enjoy.

The men were wild with enthusiasm and Serena being the ultimate flirt slowly began to dance around the room as she played with the buttons on her skirt. Stopping to replenish her dry throat with another deep swallow of tea she spun around the piano and as she did she kicked her heels off and began to flash her stocking feet and legs at the assembled men who applauded all the louder and with greater abandon.

Playing rather haphazardly I laughed as I watched her breasts bounce in abandon before the gathered men. My own head was swimming from the doctored tea and I was feeling slighted by having to play the piano while Serena had all the fun so I asked one of the men to start the gramophone so that I could dance too.

Soon the men surrounded us, helping Serena and I both out of our clothes until we stood before them naked as the day we were born. Our bodies were flushed with the admiration of the men and as their hands skimmed our bodies, we felt as if we were on top of the world. Having these worldly men ooh and ah over our bodies was the greatest aphrodisiac we had ever experienced and it wasn’t long before the men had shed their coats and shirts and were peeling down to their bare skins to dance naked with us around the room.

What a sight we must have made bare breasts and cocks flopping about as we took our turns around the piano. Well the cocks were flopping at first, but we soon noticed as they became stiff and large and we were fascinated by the differences between the four men.

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Sitting there with the book in my hands, I closed my eyes before turning the next page. I could imagine what would happen next and my stiffening cock reflected my arousal as I continued to read.