The Ladies' Tea Party


Eric found himself serving tea to a group of ladies, all of whom were
older than him and attractive. There he was - bringing tea and biscuits
to these ladies as they chatted and treated him like a servant. But, he
enjoyed his role and liked listening to their voices and laughter. He
also loved their stockinged legs and ample bosoms.

As he served them, he could not help getting erect. He was embarassed
and hoped no one noticed. But then, one of the ladies stopped him as he
was about to go back into the kitchen by putting her hand against his
leg.

"Feeling a little pressure, hon?" she asked as she looked down at his
crotch. This made his face turn red as the embarassment of her
discovery rushed upon him. He licked his lips and fumbled for what to
say as he looked at the grinning faces of the ladies around him.

"Oh, Margaret, you're too naughty!" one of them exclaimed and they all
burst out in laughter. Eric thought that he would take this opportunity
to leave, but Margaret caught him by the pants leg.

"Wait a minute," she cooed. "Turn around." He did so obediently. He had
lost his erection because of his embarassment. Margaret grabbed him by
the belt buckle and pulled him towards her. "Oh, you've gone away," she
said with mock disappointment. "Did we scare you?" "No, Ma'am," he
replied, becoming defensive. "I - I just want to do my job."

"And what's that?" Margaret asked. "To serve us?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Eric replied, unsure of where she was going.

Then Margaret sat upright in her chair and slapped her hands on her lap
as if she was getting ready for some work. "Right then," she said.
"Strip."

The blood rushed to Eric's face again and he could feel himself getting
flushed. "Ma'am..." he stammered.

"Go ahead," Margaret told him. "We'd all like you to. Right, girls?"

The other ladies nodded in agreement, watching the whole affair with
amusement.

Eric could not help feeling turned on while also being mortified and
humiliated. He could not bring himself to disobey her, so he took off
his shirt. He then removed his shoes and socks as they patiently
watched him. Then one of the ladies mentioned something about having to
run some errands later that afternoon. I can't believe this is
happening, Eric thought as he unbuckled his belt.

As he slid his pants and underwear down, he was semi-erect. As his
penis was rather large for his size, some of the ladies gasped and
chuckled when they saw it.
"Hmmm...you do have something to be proud of, don't you?" Margaret
said. Then she lifted it up and inspected it. "That's some specimen,"
another lady said. "Yes," replied Margaret, "and he obviously has no
shame." She then looked up at Eric and shook her head. This made his
erection wane immediately, causing the other ladies to laugh.

Margaret smiled and hiked up her skirt. She then pulled her panties
down and slipped them off over her heels. "Get on your knees," she told
Eric.

He obeyed, already anticipating what she was about to ask. "I need you
to lick my pussy," she said. "Yes, Ma'am," he replied. Before he could
move, Margaret put her hand behind his head and pushed him towards her
crotch. He buried his face into her pussy and began licking fervently.

Margaret leaned her head back and smiled. Her breath began to get
shorter as Eric did his best to titillate her. Then her first orgasm
came rushing in and she moaned as she thrust her pussy towards Eric's
face.

The other ladies watched in amusement as Margaret continued to come.
"Ooooh! Good boy! Good boy!" she exclaimed. This brought laughter from
the others. After coming four or five times, Margaret pulled Eric's
head away from her. "Stand up," she said as she regained composure. She
then looked directly at Eric's fully erect penis.

Eric trembled as he anticipated what was next. But then his hopes were
dashed when Margaret knitted her brow and said, "Have you no shame,
boy?" She then grabbed his cock and twisted the head. This caused Eric
to cry out in pain and lose his erection. The other ladies laughed.
Eric looked around the room with a confused and hurt look on his face.

"Awww," the ladies said in unison, followed by giggles. "Lie down,"
Margaret told him.

He did, not knowing what to expect as he looked up at the ceiling. Then
he heard the sound of Margaret's high heels clanking against the wood
floor as she kicked them off. She stood over him.

"Do you like these feet?" she asked as she dangled her right foot over
his face.
"Yes, Ma'am," Eric replied, feeling himself getting erect again as he
gazed up at her sexy toes.

"Well, then, I will allow you to feel them since you did such a good
job with me," Margaret said. Then she returned to her seat on the
couch. Eric lifted his head to watch her. "Did I tell you to look at
me?" she asked when she saw him. "No, Ma'am," responded Eric as he
looked back up at the ceiling.

Then he felt her stockinged feet slowly creeping their way up his legs
to his crotch. He closed his eyes and exhaled, lulled into ecstacy by
the sensation.

Margaret began to push on his scrotum with her toes. She saw his cock
getting harder and she smiled. She playfully kicked at it a few times,
making it stand erect and shake like a loose pole in the ground. She
laughed just before she began gently stroking it with her feet.

Eric was by this time in complete ecstacy, totally under her control.
She began to grip his cock harder with her feet and stroke more
vigorously. Eric knew he would not last much longer.

Then, suddenly, she slowed down. Eric relaxed a bit but was
disappointed that she did not bring him to climax. He sighed. "Not yet,
dear," she said wickedly.

Then, as Eric looked around, he saw one of the other ladies standing
over him. She smirked at him and pulled her skirt up to reveal her
naked snatch. She then threw one leg over his head and slowly lowered
her pussy down to his face.

"You'll have to service these ladies, too," Margaret told him. Eric was
not sure whether he was glad or afraid of the prospect of all the
cunnilingus that lay before him but he dutifully began licking the
lady's pussy when she lowered it over his face, down on her knees now.

As she began to moan and come, Eric raised his hands to caress her
back. Just then he felt a dull pain as Margaret crushed his balls with
her foot.

"No touching!" she said.

He slapped his hands down to the floor and she let the pressure of her
foot off of his balls and began to gently stroke his shaft with her
toes. I'd do anything she asked me! Eric thought. Anything!

The four other ladies took their turns getting their pussies licked by
him, none of them quitting until they were thoroughly satisfied. Eric
came close to climaxing several times, but Margaret always stopped
short before he did, sensing that he was close. By the time the last
lady was on him yelling, "Lick it, bitch, lick my pussy!" Eric's tongue
was exhausted and his face was covered in pussy juice.
Finally the last lady shuddered and climaxed for the last time,
collapsing and putting all her weight on Eric's face, almost smothering
him. When she had regained some strength, she got off of him and
rejoined the other ladies around the coffee table.

"Very good, boy," Margaret said softly, still toying with his member
with her feet. "Are you ready for your release now?" she asked.

"Yes, Ma'am," Eric said breathlessly, getting completely erect at the
prospect.

"Good," Margaret said, gripping his shaft forcefully between her feet.
She began to stroke vigorously. Eric was helpless under her control.
"Here we come...here we come..." she whispered, knowing the exact
moment that he would.

And come he did! He ejaculated with an involuntary scream and came
harder than he ever had. He was amazed at how long it lasted. The
ladies snickered as the come spewed from his cock onto his crotch and
Margaret's feet.

When he finally finished, he lay exhausted on the floor, breathing
heavily. Margaret slipped off her stockings, careful not to get any of
his come on her hands. She drew him up by the hand to sit on the floor
and pressed the stockings into his other hand.

"Wash these," she said. "And clean yourself up before coming back to
serve us. But don't put your clothes back on. Stay as you are."

She then turned away and sat back down with the other ladies, who by
now were chatting about shopping. Eric did as he was told and went back
out to continue serving the tea. They took little notice of him for the
rest of the party and treated him like the servant he was.