GROUP VIEWING

They had just finished dinner and were waiting for coffee to arrive when RS had leaned in to Agatha and suggested that if she got up onto the table they would all be able to see how special she was to him and how proud he was of her.

It had been a dinner at a private dining club in the centre of the city, expensive and exclusive,  and he had wanted to introduce her to some friends, all male and they had met in the small private room, enclosed by a single heavy dark-red velvet curtain, at the back of the members club. There were 6 of them altogether, including Agatha and RS, and they had had dinner and were chatting while waiting for coffee and brandies to arrive.

Agatha had been shocked when he had first said it and she had laughed it off and then asked him to repeat himself as she thought she must have misheard him.

'Sweetheart, I said that I would rather like to show you off to my friends and that I thought it might be a good idea if I help you up on to your chair and then onto the table where everyone will be able to see how special you are to me. Would you mind doing that for me darling one?'

She had blushed and was a little uncomfortable at the thought of all the attention. She glanced around the room, the conversation had dropped to near silence, the only sound was that of the maitre'd who was going around the table serving coffee and brandy. She noticed that a couple of the men were watching them and it made her a slightly nervous but also a little excited. She nodded to RS that it would be fine.

Agatha was wearing a clingy silk wrap around dress, slinky and black with black hold-up stockings underneath, high heels and little else. Some antique pearl earrings, a spray of Bulgari perfume and a lick of red Chanel  lipstick was all that she added and it had been his suggestion not to wear a bra or panties or garter belt that night.

'Just wear those stockings that hold themselves up and nothing else would you? I want you to be, underneath your dress, as close to naked as possible'.

He helped her up onto her chair but then said to her to wait as he turned to address the table.

'Gentlemen I'd like to introduce you to Agatha in a more informal and...intimate way, she is really rather special to me and is full of sexual intensity which I am sure she won't mind allowing you to see. In fact Agatha was just made for sexual activity and displaying herself''.

Agatha was stunned at RS's comments, and she felt her cheeks redden with embarrassment. But at the same time she could feel herself getting a little turned-on by his words. All the men assembled around the table were now watching her. And she felt her pussy tingle with desire in the tense sultry atmosphere.

RS then turned back to her and ran his hand down the front of her thighs and opened the wraparound skirt to reveal her pussy shaved and naked. She immediately felt a rush of sexual warmth running around inside her causing her breath to shorten and her pussy to moisten and swell in anticipation of his touch.

In the car, earlier, he had slipped his finger between her legs and on into the slippery folds of her pussy. She had sighed and gasped at the same time, with his finger in her pussy, she'd do anything he wanted and she'd wriggled and pushed her hips to meet his penetration, wanting to him to rub her clitoris, but he'd stopped and said she'd have to wait a little longer for pleasure tonight.

He kept her dress open so her pussy was now exposed to the onlookers, even the man serving coffee stopped what he was doing and looked at Agatha's pussy. RS then leaned down and kissed her pussy lightly with his lips. He then stood up and whispered into her ear 'Slip off your dress and get up onto the table'.

Agatha unhooked the little buttonhole at the side of her dress and let the silky wrap drop off her shoulders and to the ground. Her pussy felt aroused and achy and she felt very sexy, her body exposed and vulnerable. She liked it.

She climbed onto the chair and then up onto the table on her hands and knees and crawled the few inches to the middle. RS was watching her intently, watching her reaction to the men, watching to see how desirous she was of playing this game.

Agatha glanced around her at the assembled men. Two of them were nursing erections that she could see clearly through their trouser pants, one man had unzipped himself and had slid his hand inside his trousers.  Agatha knew that he was holding his hard cock while he was staring at her face. Another man leaned forward to try to see her pussy between her legs. Agatha was kneeling in the middle of the table, her nipples felt hard and rubbery and she wanted RS to pinch them to ease all the tension that was building up inside her. She felt restless and pushed out her breasts towards the men, she needed to wriggle about and to show them her body.

'Darling I really think you should let our friends have a better look, why don't you sit on your bottom and lean back on your elbow a little. And spread your legs so that we can see your pretty pussy properly'

'Do you like this Agatha?' he asked.

'Do you like showing your pussy to these men, does it make your pussy wet, are you thinking of their hard cocks wanting to penetrate you?

Yes she was. Agatha was aching for their cocks. She wanted to touch herself, to play with her pussy, she was a sexy horny girl and she needed satisfying. RS knew exactly what she needed.

'Agatha why don't you show everyone how you touch and play with your pussy, show everyone what you show me?'

And Agatha couldn't stop herself now, she was overwhelmingly and deeply aroused by this small audience of men and the thought of their cocks. She let her fingers slip down to her pussy and sink into the wetness in front of everyone. She slipped her fingers in through her silky shaven slit and she began to rub and play, her fingers sliding over the swollen bud of her clit and her stretchy slippery pussy lips. She was turned on with the men watching her with their hard cocks, she could smell her pussy on her fingers, fresh and sweet and sexy and the men's faces, blankly switched on to what she was doing, cocks stiff  and mesmerised at the sight of her pussy.  Her desire heightened and came in waves, deeper and unstoppable, her pussy was wet and open and aroused and displayed as she rubbed herself until she came, gasping and moaning with pleasure, on top of the table in a darkened private dining room, in a members club, in a large metropolitan city.