0 comments/ 52904 views/ 7 favorites Looking at Mark By: chris2c4u Karen thought he was special. Mark looked good when she'd met him in the pub - real blonde curls would you believe it, she told her girlfriends soon after their first date. He also made her laugh and soon, she discovered a good, sensual lover. She enjoyed having him around her flat, liked waking up next to him, liked teasing out things about him. Never married, university, boring job though, "on the way up;" he rolled his eyes. Another time they shared her dreams. Much the same, she said, as he was: still with faints hopes of chucking it all up and heading off for - where? India? The outback? San Francisco. A chorus of the half remembered words of the song... "to be in San Fran Sisssco..." they giggled as the cat jumped off the bed and hid. Now, today, they lay in bed a Sunday morning after slow and gentle wake-up sex. She turned towards him, her dark hair falling straight against the arm that propped her head up. Her brown eyes trailed over his nude body as he lay on top of the covers reading one of the papers. She let her hand casually slip into the pale hairs just above the limpness of his penis that had so recently pumped inside her; she quivered at the memory of him releasing his hot seed inside her while a few thoughts coalesced in her mind. She smiled and kissed his upper arm. "Put the paper down and talk to me," she said in an exaggerated whine, "I'm lonely." He grinned at her and placed the paper on the floor, turning on his side to face her; she under the duvet, he on top of it. Her hand slid easily to his waist, to rest on his hips. She met his blue eyed gaze before letting her own travel slowly over his body then back to his eyes. "You like me looking at you?" She asked quietly. "Very much," he replied after a moment then quickly tugged at the duvet to reveal her small, firm breasts, "and it's fun to look." She laughed and pulled the duvet back towards her. "I might not let you." She grinned. "Cruel beast," he smirked, "so how long do you want to look for?" She sighed contentedly. "We're not going anywhere this morning, what about until we go to the pub at lunch time?" He smiled more, "I should stay naked until then?" She nodded slowly and again her gaze travelled down his body, across his belly, noting the slight growth in his cock as it hung down, noting too a little tightening in his balls. "Mmmm does that excite you?" His blue eyed gaze wavered and she saw him flush just a little. She grinned. "Why don't you go and make some coffee while I put my robe on so you don't get a peek at me?" He licked his lips then grinned and kissed her quickly before walking towards the kitchen. She watched his pert behind calling after him, "sexy bum!" He managed a wiggle of his ass as she slipped out of bed and put on a white terry robe over her nakedness, feeling a flush of excitement herself. She wandered through to the kitchen where she watched him as he prepared the coffee, letting him know she was there. While not hard his cock had filled out and he clearly enjoyed her watching. She came closer as he bent down to a cupboard for bowls for cereal; she looked at his muscular legs, slightly parted, showing her the sac of his balls hanging free. She had a sudden urge to keep him there while she parted the cheeks of his round firm ass and observed him more closely. She felt a little confused, a bit perverse - but her enjoyment was clearly there in watching him. He stood up and she slid onto a stool by the breakfast bar, wrapping her foot around the narrow metal leg of the seat. He came close, placing cereal and coffee in front of her. "Bring your stool round here," she said, indicating he should come around her side of the table, "where I can keep an eye on you." He fetched it around and sat beside her so she could caress his thigh, her fingers slipping over the firm flesh to stroke the softness of the inside of his leg. It had the desired result and she saw his penis enlarging; for a moment, instead of eating she watched him grow near her hand until he stood erect, his balls hanging over the edge of the stool. She ate her breakfast as she looked from his face, his chest, down to the still solid erection wondering whether to just slide over his lap and mount him. It was tempting but the strange excitement she felt from just watching him was something she wanted to explore more and find out what he liked. After they cleaned up the breakfast things she said. "Come on," she grinned and went back to the bedroom, seeing him walk along side. His erection had subsided but she still enjoyed seeing the way his penis hung and swayed as he walked. She sat on the end of the bed and drew him close, her hands stroking his legs and hips gently, her face close to his cock. She had tasted him and enjoyed it in their short time together but then she hadn't taken time to study him. Her hand went lightly to his balls as they hung down and she felt the slightly rough skin as she lifted their weight. "How does it feel?" She asked. "With me watching too?" He swallowed, feeling her gently massaging his balls. "It feels good," he half whispered. She raised her hand to take the semi-stiff flesh of his maleness between her fingers and gently explore the skin. She slowly pulled back the foreskin revealing the deep redness of his glans, which grew shinier as she watched it harden in her fingers; she resisted the urge to kiss it, wanting to investigate it with her hand, her eyes. "I like your cock," she murmured, "I want to keep looking at it today. Every chance I get - soft or hard, I want to feel it, see it, see your body." She stood up slowly, her fingers trailing up his stomach, his chest, playing with his nipples. She knew he had sensitive nipples and she enjoyed the gasp he emitted as she let her nails run around them gently. "I want to look at every inch of you today, see everything." She whispered as she kissed his neck, feeling his hands on her back through the robe. "Now," she breathed, "I'll get dressed. You can help me." He still didn't tell her how much this turned him on, how it always had, being seen in this way. He smiled to himself though, realising he didn't have to tell her, his arousal was more than obvious! He was loving the idea that she was the one initiating things, finding out about her own desires as well as his. Now, as she slipped the robe off and revealed herself to him, confident in her nakedness his arousal was at fever pitch. They both knew though, that they wanted more than to couple again, to come together; they wanted the day to stretch out ahead and let them discover still more. She smiled as she slid her arms into her bra and turned around to let him fasten it. As he did he kissed her shoulder; she turned to him and their eyes met, their lips too before she stepped away and he picked up panties. He grinned, held them and slipped to his knees before her before sliding the brief garment up her shapely legs, running has hands over her ass. He placed a soft kiss on the front of the black fabric, feeling the pubic hair under it. A blouse and a short skirt followed before she sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, again her eyes feasting on his nudity. She crooked a finger to bring him close and ran her hand around his balls, up the shaft of his so easily aroused penis before murmuring, "don't wear underwear." He smiled broadly and nodded and let her watch him dress in jeans and a shirt. After finishing off their dressing she held out her hand. "Let's go," she smiled. They got off the bus outside the Unicorn pub and went in, arm in arm, leaning close. Charlotte saw them first and waved her glass of vodka and tonic in their direction, "Oooh look at you two - can't hide that early morning shag glow." There was general laughter at the bubbly 35 year old red-head's usual loud mouthed remarks but Karen gave Mark a grin knowing that their glow came from the sudden discovery of a shared set of compatible desires. Mark liked the friends she had; they all helped him out after his move to this new town and he was enjoying getting to know them. The lazy afternoon wore on some more amid their company until Karen leaned towards him and whispered if he was ready to go home. She had a plan but wasn't going to share it just yet. They sat on the quiet bus, kissing and she let her hands slide between his legs, getting an extra frisson from knowing only the jeans separated her from his balls that she was gently massaging. He moved around a bit as he began to harden as the denim rubbed against his growing erection. She helped him get it comfortable as she let him press his hands between her thighs, let his tongue invade her mouth. In a pause in their kiss she murmured, "Let's get off here." He looked around and saw they were approaching the park, a stop before their usual one. Standing in front of him to try and hide the bulge in his jeans a bit they shuffled off the bus. She took his hand and made for the old open iron gateway, the winter trees crouched around it. When they passed inside she pressed close, opening his jacket to share their warmth, sharing his lips more urgently. Slowly she pulled his unresisting body towards the trees, and they entered the small wood. Eagerly, her eyes on his, she opened his fly and pulled out his hard cock, her hand surrounding it, running firmly up and down his length. She encouraged him to slip a hand under her skirt, to feel the panties that he had helped her put on, feel the wetness that was beginning to seep into them. She massaged his hardness in full view, not caring if anyone could see. Mark slid Karen's panties down, his fingers caressing her sex, probing her, as she in turn stroked him faster. Both were now breathing hard, their breath steaming in the cold hair, swirling like an erotic fog around their bodies as they excited one another. "I'm going to come!" He moaned. She leaned back against the bole of a tree her hips pushing against his fingers inside her, his thumb on her clit. She watched as he thrust against the tight grip of her fingers, as his seed shot from him, falling in a long arc onto the brown, damp leaves on the ground. As he came it sent her over the edge of her own climax and she gripped his cock firmly, his semen still ejaculating, now hanging from the head of his maleness like a gossamer strand. **** They were women so they talked. They were women who were close friends, so they talked about everything. Karen wanted to explore the new feelings she was having so she confided in Charlotte over a drink. No, she didn't think Karen was a perv. No there were lots of people who enjoyed watching. After a few more drinks they were very relaxed about it all and several hints had been dropped as to how far Karen had taken her new experience with Mark. "Mark? In the park?" Charlotte giggled and then there was no stopping them. In a way that had the remarkable clarity that only comes of drink, Karen said, "you know what?" Charlotte raised an eyebrow. "You know I bet Mark would love to show off to more than just me. I mean he's a real exinibition - exhebishunest." She coughed to cover the slurring and caught Charlotte's crooked grin. "Well count me in," she giggled then said, "ooo, what about what's her face - Angela? Isn't she off to some new job out of town? Why don't we get her along and then we can all watch him - kind of a going away present for her." Again, they laughed - but they phoned Angela and got her to join them at the pub to make the offer. Angela, at 19 was a lot younger than the other two and blushed and sipped her drink - but didn't say no. It was the cold light of the following day that Charlotte brought up the topic again at work. "So do you really think he would do it?" Karen at first wanted to say they had been drunk, that he was her boyfriend - but she didn't. Instead she wondered what he would think of the idea and she wondered what it would feel like to have her boyfriend on display for her friends. "I'll ask him," she said in a low voice with a grin. Charlotte went away to find Angela. It had become almost the norm for Mark to be naked around Karen and that evening was no exception. Karen remained clothed but began to flirt with him, caress him, keeping him hard. It took a couple of glasses of wine before she felt ready to begin to talk with him about his fantasies of being nude as they sat on the sofa together. He told her how much being able to do it for her meant. She grinned. "What about a fantasy though? Would you like to do it for more than just me?" "You mean - you and...others?" She slid closer putting an arm round his waist and a hand on his thigh, watching his cock twitch. She kissed him, encouragingly, whispering, "tell me your fantasy." Her hand slid to his inner thigh, to his balls. As they touched he moaned about being on display for her friends. She stroked his hard cock lightly while he pawed her breasts through her top. "What if it could come true?" She murmured. She heard him gasp, felt his erection twitch in her fingers. He moved back a little, his gaze searching her face. He sat back, wondering what she meant. Steadily she stroked him. "What if they could all see you like this? You'd like it?" He nodded slowly. "Can it? Come true?" he asked. She smiled and lowered her lips to the head of his cock. "Maybe." She whispered as she surrounded his glans and suckled him. The rest of the evening she slowly told him more and between them they decided it was her gift to him; she knew what he was like and that there was no point trying to change him. She kept secret for now though how much the idea of having him displayed was exciting her. After making love, after making sure, she said that she would arrange it for later that week. **** The girls were nervous as they gathered in Karen's front room. She had asked Mark to wait in the bedroom until they were ready and that he should be clothed at first as they would enjoy seeing him strip. They decided that they would finish off a bottle of wine before they called him in, giving themselves chance to think what they'd like him to do. "We'll get him to undress," said Karen. "Good thinking," said Charlotte with a giggle. "He'll have to play with himself, won't he Ange?" Karen grinned; Angela blushed but nodded eagerly with a laugh that they all joined in on. "Ohh, does he get big?" Charlotte asked Karen who just smirked. "Wait and see," she said. Charlotte rubbed her hands in a parody of expectation. "Will he –" Angela blushed. The other two women looked at her in mock innocence. "Will he what Angela?" asked Karen. "You know...do it?" "Do what?" Karen asked again teasingly and Charlotte made a snorting noise as she swallowed a laugh. "Make himself – go all the way?" Karen grinned at her friend's embarrassed confession of a desire. "He'll do anything we want," she said in a low voice. "Shall I get him? Not to much laughing mind, we don't want to put him off!" Karen went to the bedroom; she kissed Mark. "Ready? Ready to do anything we ask?" She smiled. He nodded and put down his own glass of wine and walked out with her. Karen cleared her throat, "Mark's agreed to do as he's told tonight and that we should just begin, isn't that right?" Mark nodded, avoiding the eyes of the girls. "Right," Karen said, "open your shirt." With some nervy fumbling he managed to undo the buttons. "Angela, would you like to help Mark off with his shirt?" Karen said, watching the young woman bite her lip and stand, taking the collar in her fingers and letting Mark slide out of the silk. For a moment Mark felt her eyes on his torso; he didn't do anything special to keep fir but he saw her gaze run appreciatively over his chest and flat stomach. Charlotte made purring noises and drew her feet up onto the sofa her eyes also running over Mark's body. Angela swallowed another sip of her white wine and sat down on the edge of her seat waiting for what was going to happened next. Mark stood a little nervously before them before he heard Karen say in a low voice, "take your jeans off." He hadn't bothered wearing shoes or socks and he slowly opened the faded jeans when Charlotte giggled and said, "take your time." With a blush he slowly opened the fly revealing a burgundy red set of boxers to their gaze, lowering his jeans for them until they fell around his feet and he stepped out of them. "Mmmm c'mere babe." Charlotte giggled. He walked over until his groin was close to her face. She ran her hands up his thighs, her fingers feeling the firmness of his buttocks, little fingers sliding up inside the smooth fabric, others outside. She tapped his behind. "Go and show Angela." She said with a laugh. The younger girl blushed as Mark walked close. "Have a look at him, through the fly," Charlotte giggled as her friend blushed but after a few moments her curiosity overcame her and she parted the fabric and examined his cock. She licked her lips as she watched it beginning to grow. "Go on, you can touch, it won't bite." Said Karen; the girls laughed and Mark smiled as he looked at the young blonde woman nervously reaching out for his cock, which was not yet hard. He gasped as he felt her fingers lift his semi-flaccid member and, with a ring of finger and thumb slide down the length of him drawing back his foreskin for them all to see the head of his cock. The touch, the thought of them all watching, made his cock stiffen further and stand out of the boxers, out from his body and twitch. Grinning, unplanned, Karen and Charlotte stood as Angela still stroked his erection and they stood beside him, each suckling on one of his nipples. He gasped and writhed under the attention of their lips, feeling their hands run over his backside, feeling them both pushing the waistband of his boxers down. Angela helped hook the fly over his engorged penis and had her first view of his balls, hanging between his legs. Smiling they stepped back. "Now we want to see you masturbating." Said Karen as she laid a towel on the floor for him. "You do it slowly, and don't cum till we say so." She patted the towel so he could lie on it as they sat around to watch. He grasped his rock hard cock and slowly began to slide the foreskin up and down over the swollen bulbous head for them as he looked around at their faces in turn seeing them watching his every move. Slowly he began to moan and his hips moved, his hand moving a bit faster; he hoped he wouldn't come too soon for them. "Stop!" Said Karen reaching in a bag on the sofa. "Here, put some of this on the head and your fingers." She gave him a small bottle of lube. He swallowed and let the cool liquid trickle over the head, then he didn't have to use the foreskin, his fingers could slide directly over the now shiny head as they watched closely. He moaned at how much more sensitive this made him. "Mmmm does that feel good?" Charlotte murmured to him. He drew a ragged breath as his fingers slowly slipped over his wet cock, "yesss..." "Does it feel like my mouth sucking your head?" Karen asked and he groaned in pleasure as he slid finger and thumb around the head, up and down, remembering her lips. "No cumming." Reminded Charlotte, "We all want to see your precum though, don't we girls?" They all assented, even Angela who was eagerly sitting forward in her seat watching him stroke himself for them, seeing a man excite himself for the first time. "Remember to stop if you feel yourself close to cumming." Said Karen, watching him slowing his strokes to his engorged member before he had to release it altogether to avoid climaxing. He just made it, feeling the nearness of ejaculation subsiding as he drew a deep and ragged breath. Charlotte slipped off the sofa to sit on her haunches by his side, urging Angela to do likewise. "Part your legs Mark," she said, looking at Karen to make sure instructing him was okay. Karen grinned and watched, nodding to Mark to obey her. Slowly he parted his legs, his balls sliding down. Charlotte took Angela's hand and slipped it under his balls; both Angela and Mark gasped in unison. "Press there." Charlotte said. Mark felt Angela's fingers press against the skin between his anus and his balls. To help her more Charlotte's hand now covered the younger girl's fingers, guiding them against him as she pushed, then drawing Angela's fingers up telling her to squeeze the slick erection right up to the top, thumb underside, fingers top and they were rewarded by a drop of precum glistening in his slot. With a dab of her finger Charlotte took the fluid and sucked it off the pad of her index finger, making the other girls giggle and Mark to moan in pleasure. Looking at Mark Ch. 02 Karen put the phone down but still the smile played on her lips. She walked back into the lounge and ran her hands through Mark's dark hair as he sat on the sofa, naked, reading the paper. Her hands slipped to his broad shoulders and she let her nails trace down his chest to circle his nipples. He grinned and put the paper aside and kissed her on the inside of her left elbow, the soft touch of his mouth making her tingle. He looked up pushing his head back against the sofa. "Well this is a nice start to the weekend," he murmured as she left her fingers massage his chest. She nodded at his upside down face and bent to kiss his lips. They kissed and giggled as their tongues played for a moment before he turned a little, reached around and grabbed her, pulling her over the back of the sofa. She squealed and laughed as she landed in a heap on his lap. Sitting up a bit she propped her head on her hands and studied his sex from a few inches away before turning her face a little. "Thanks, much better view." She watched, knowing what that did to him, knowing being seen was why he always remained naked in the house. She was pleased as she saw his cock stiffen without being touched. She uttered a contented "hmmm" and continued to watch his organ become aroused. With a gentle touch of her palm she got him to spread his legs so she could watch his balls tighten against him. Slowly she sat up and ran her hand down his chest, exploring his nudity as she sat clothed beside him. She leaned close as her hand slid into his pubic hair and stroked. "That was Charlotte on the phone," she said. "She's coming round...we've a surprise for you." She felt him catch his breath as he remembered their friend and how she had organised the party the other week where the other women saw him naked, played with him. "I think you'll like it," she murmured as her hands closed around the base of his shaft before trailing her nails up the skin and pulling back the foreskin to expose the purple glans to her eyes. "I'm sure I will," he said and ran his hand around her waist, pulling her close to kiss her mouth and feel the swell of her breasts against his chest through the cotton shirt she wore. She closed her hand tighter on his penis as she leaned in to kiss him. With a final stroke she let go of his cock and their lips parted, sticking together a little before she whispered, close to his face, "can't have you coming now, that's for later." Her fingers traced circles on his inner thigh. "Are you going to let Charlie see you all hard when you open the door?" He groaned and kissed her again his cock still throbbing as his hands snaked between her thighs under her skirt. She eagerly took his hand and pressed it higher between the heat of her legs, against the cotton panties. He teased her, stroking the outside of them outlining the feel of her pussy lips with his fingers, making her grind on his hand. "Finger me," she groaned and he smiled, pushing his fingers inside the damp underwear wondering how long they'd got before Charlotte arrived. He pulled the panties down a little and let his middle finger dip into her wetness. He felt her hips move as she slipped closer to him letting him feel her clothing against his naked skin, feel her need to be aroused quickly. Her pussy sought his finger and engulfed him as she put her arms around his torso and moved rythmically against his hand. She was wet, very wet and his other finger slid in easily,stretching her tight pussy as she moved her leg over his getting close so she could press her crotch against his thigh. Steadily his hand fucked her while she ground against him, her clit against his thumb. She looked at his rock hard cock but didn't touch him as she took her own pleasure, knowing his would come later on. She moaned and looked in his eyes, her hair falling around her face, her mouth open as she mewled; he knew she was close, loved watching her climax, His fingers pumped her harder as the doorbell rang. "Fuck," she moaned, "don't stop...please don't..." she gasped and clutched him as he saw the wave of her orgasm wash over her face. "Uhhh," she panted and he eased his fingers out of her greedily pulsing canal. Standing unsteadily she hitched up her panties. "Have to change those before we go out." The doorbell rang again and Mark headed towards it, still hard. Charlotte stood at the door and laughed when she saw him. "Ooooh! Glad I came round!" She eyed his jutting member eagerly and gave him a peck on the cheek as she walked in. "Hiya Karen, what you been doing to Mark to get him so happy?" Karen laughed and made Mark blush as she told her friend in some detail about what they had been doing. "And you nearly spoilt it ringing the bell at the crucial moment!" Charlie laughed. "So that's why you kept me waiting!" The girls giggled and Karen looked over at Mark, whose cock was now just semi-rigid. "We're going out?" he said, echoing Karen's words of minutes before. The two women smiled at one another. "We've got an invite to a party," Charlie said and he nodded. "Don't worry, you can come too. In fact, we need you to." Mark grinned and the women chortled as his cock began to rise again in anticipation. Walking over Charlie reached out and gave his semi hard cock a squeeze. "Can't he make his mind up whether he wants to be up or down?" Karen laughed watching her friend touch Mark. Once it would have been unthinkable for anyone to be with them in this way; now she was learning how it felt to have Mark not just as a boyfriend or lover as as a plaything. Sometimes when she thought about it she was shocked that she enjoyed it so much and wanted to explore more, sometimes - like today - it just made her horny. "Why not get dressed Mark - for a change! No underwear?" the latter Charlie made a question for Karen to decide and she nodded. "No underwear - and I'll go and change mine!" Charlotte drove them to the restaurant on the edge of town. It was quite down at heel, French. A few cars were in the parking lot as they walked towards the door. In bold letters on the door it announced CLOSED FOR PRIVATE PARTY. Charlotte knocked and a few moments later the red white and blue bead curtain next to the glass was pushed a bit aside and a head appeared. The door was unlocked and Charlotte hugged the small woman in a black waitress' uniform. They stepped into a small ane room with a bar and a few chairs where people could relax and order before their meal. "Aileen, this is Karen and this is Mark." The young woman grinned and flicked back her long black hair. "Yes, Charlotte mentioned you!" she grinned impishly at Mark. "Can I get you all some drinks?" They ordered some wine, "well, we're going to a party after all," said Karen as they sat at a table. "Where is the party?" Mark asked as Aileen came back and placed three already full glasses of Shiraz before them and left the rest of the bottle. "Here," said Charlie, raising her glass and waiting for the others to do the same; they clinked glasses and sipped. "The restaurant is through there..." she inclined her head and Mark looked around at a closed wooden door. Karen put her hand on his thigh, "we'll go through when you're ready," she said with a grin to Charlie, "since you'll be working this afternoon." Mark blinked. "Working?" Karen nodded, "a busy couple of hours naked waitering for the bachelorette party." Mark reddened and his eyes widened; this was much more than the little party for Julie. "I..I don't know," he said, feeling his balls tighten in nervousness and a frisson of anticipation. Karen and Charlotte came and sat close. "You know you want to..." giggled Karen. Charlotte as usual more forthright put her hand on his crotch. "He's not got stage fright has he?" She massaged him through his pants feeling the soft cock. Mark smiled nervously. "You don't have to worry about him performing, we've thought of that." She looked in her purse and pulled out a box with a small pink pill inside. "This should keep him hard for a couple of hours, even if they make you cum." She grinned and winked at Mark whose mouth had opened in shock. She giggled at a sudden thought, "so if you need to pee I'd go now!" Mark drank half a glass of wine and put the glass down shakily. "I think I'd better." As Aileen showed him where the toilets were Karen grinned, "should we go and watch him?" Charlie laughed and shook her head, "best not, he's going to be a busy boy soon." Returning to the table Karen asked him to stand and remove his clothes, ready to put on his uniform. He swalowed. "Uniform?" he asked. "You'll see, now come on." She hooked her leg under her on the seat and cradled her head on her hand to watch him strip. Aileen walked around from the bar and watched also as Mark pulled off the pale blue lambswool sweater and green tee shirt. He kicked off shoes and socks, pleased at least they were just letting him undress and not have to dance or anything for them. He undid his belt and unzipped, removing the dark pants and standing naked before them. "What do you think Aileen, it's your first viewing," asked Charlie. The young waitress nodded happily, her eyes running across Mark's naked body and not saying a word. Already Mark's cock had filled out though he was not yet rigid. Charlotte held out the tablet to him and he took it with a sip of water Aileen brought. Karen felt in her bag and produced two white cuffs for his wrists and a elasticated bow tie. The girls giggled and he smiled. "Now, let Aileen see you nice and hard before you're presented to the girls and hopefully you'll stay that way for a nice long time." Mark blushed and turned a little towards the waitress as he stroked his cock for her. Slowly he filled out still more and they watched him becoming aroused. "Mmmm nice," said Aileen, "I'll have to join the party!" Karen took Mark's hand and slowly drew it from his erection and walked towards the restaurant door. Charlotte preceeded them and there was a bit of a cheer and applause from the other side. Mark could hear as she said, "ladies, here's your waiter for the day, Mark. He's here to serve you." Dirty laughter and squeals followed and Karen walked forward bringing her with him. Inside around a long table were four women, dressed elegantly and they all looked over their waiter with some cat calling, a wolf whistle and a call of, "no flies on this waiter!" Karen took Mark around the table and he noticed the range of ages in the room. "This is Livia," she introduced a woman in her late forties, "she's the mother of the bride to be - oh yes, they've been planning the wedding today by the way -" Karen's eyes went to the next chair where a young dark haired woman, sat. "Nicole, Livia's daughter." She blushed and stifled a laugh as Mark was paraded around the table ending up with the bridesmaids, Liz, Nicole's 18 year old sister and her friend Annette. They both blushed as he walked by and Annette covered her eyes. "I don't believe this," she giggled, "you never told me!" she looked at Liz and then around the table and the older women laughed again.Karen, Charlie and Aileen joined the rest around the table. "Right, waiter, we all need to be fed!" called Livia, Charlie calling back, "I know what I want to eat!" A further reponse, from Livia, met his ears, making him redden, "I bet it's got cream in the middle!" He walked to a table with covered bowls and picked one up bringing it to the table. The meal was a salad and he went around offering the contents of bowls and plates, his cock still hard as the tablet did its work. A few of the bolder ones stroked, slapped, or as Livia did, pinched his ass. He was surprised that it was Annette who was the first to caress his balls and cock as he stood by her. They were finally all eating and he stood in their view waiting in case he was needed, his bum a bit sore with the slaps and pinches it had received. "Waiter," Nicole called and he walked over. She held a spoonful of coleslaw and grinned a boozy grin before reaching out and pulling back his foreskin and placing the morsel on his purply red glans. "Take that to Charlie and see if she likes it with sausage!" Everyone shrieked and Charlie herself turned red and nearly choaked on a mouthful of food. She recovered and sat up. "Ah waiter, thank you for bringing me this delightful dish." She grinned up at him and licked her lips before holding the base of his cock and sliding her mouth over the head. He moaned as her tongue swirled on the head of his cock, licking off the salad. She pulled back slowly, the room suddenly quiet and let go of his now glistening head. "Hmm...let's see..."she dipped a spoon into a cheese dip and decorated him again. "Go and see if Livia likes salami and side salad." Everyone giggled as he walked carefully, embarrassed, to the head of the table, where Livia nodded formally to Charlotte. "Most kind of you," she said and cupped his balls, gently squeezing them before her pink painted nails surrounded the base of his throbbing erection. She bent towards him and the tip of her pink tongue flicked into the hole at the end of his cock and he gasped. Her tongue ran around the tip of his head as slowly her lips engulfed his organ; once more he had the sensation of being sucked as she suckled the food from him. Her green eyes looked up and him and she didn't let go straight away but with little motions of her mouth slid back and forth over his head. "Don't you dare make him come Liv, I want to see him shooting his load!" Charlie called and Livia slowly released his cock; Mark realised he had been standing on tip toe with the excitement and slumped back down with a moan, his cock twitching. Nicole reached out and out of curiousity pulled down his hardness until he drew in a breath sharply. She let it go and watched how it sprang back up, hitting his groin with a slap. "Let the girls have a go," said Karen, nodding at the bridesmaids who went red and giggled, "Oh my God!" Mark walked around the table and stood as the two youngest guests looked at one another and grinned. Hesitantly Liz reached out and took Mark's balls in her hand before running her fingers along his shaft and circling it with her fist, giving a few strokes. Once again it was Annette who was more brazen. She told Liz to keep stroking as she placed her red lips over the head, covering him for the third time. There was a smattering of applause from the other women and calls encouraging them. Mark moaned as the two girls attended to his cock and balls, his hips moving slightly thrusting his erection against hands and mouth. "Oi! Don't you two dare make him cum!" Nicole chastised and they slowed their ministrations, Annette giving a final few licks to the head of his cock as she released him from her warm mouth. Before he could move Karen knelt behind him and spread his ass cheeks, exposing his little star to her eyes. She kneaded his buttocks before sliding a hand through his legs to caress his dangling balls. With a slap to his ass she sat back at the table. "Let's have some dessert, waiter - plenty of cream please!" Livia giggled. Mark hurried to the nearby table where a fruit salad was prepared and there was indeed plenty of cream. As the women helped Aileen clear to the table he laid out the bowls of fresh fruit in their places. Soon they were back and ready to play again. Livia decorated his erection with a dribble of cream and a strawberry; she told him to hold it in place and deliver it for Nicole to eat from his cock. She lapped up the cream that had run down the prominent vein under his cock and her lips sucked the head and engulfed him and the strawberry just as he released it. There was a cheer from the other girls as they watched her suck him clean then decorate him herself for her neighbour. He was passed in this way all around the table until he again reached Livia and Liz decorated him with a slice of peach and cream. "Mmmm! such a long slice...how will I manage that?" she gave a dirty chuckle as she watched Mark swallow and saw his cock twitch as he held the slice of fruit with creamy fingers along the length of his manhood. She reached around him her hands caressing his ass as she opened her mouth around his erection and slowly pulled more and more of his cock into her mouth and throat. She sucked hard her tongue swirling and Mark moaned loudly as she slowly pulled her mouth of him, leaving him clean and wet. She grinned as whistles and cheers went round the table and noticed a drop of precum ooze from him and returned her tongue to flick against the hole in his penis, lapping up his juice. He gasped and his cock twitched before her face. "I think it's time he put on a show for us now," said Charlie, impatient to see him climax. More wine was drunk and he was instructed to walk around the table while stroking his hard-on. "Don't you dare cum on any of our clothes though, or I'll slap that cock" Liz blurted out and turned red as the other women laughed. "Stop and look at everyone as you go past." Mark moaned and touched his cock; the attention it had had recently made him unsure how far he would get around before he shot his load onto one of the women. He swallowed and began with Livia who met his gaze and then looked down at his hand slowly pumping his erection. She flicked her tongue out and grinned, indicating he should move on to her daughter. Nicole leaned forward and breathed a warm breath onto him as he stroked, his hips moving a little now too. Slowly he made his way around the table and by the end a drop of precum, like a small diamond, decorated his cock. "Right," said Karen, "help me clear these things." The women moved plates and bowls quickly so a space was made on the table and Mark was told to lie down. They gathered their chairs close. "Now, cum for us Mark," said Charlotte, studying him closely. He swallowed and began to stroke his cock harder, knowing he was so aroused he wouldn't last long. First Livia stood, then Nichole, one by one they all rose to watch him masturbate. He moaned, and pumped his cock, groaning, "I'm coming..." as his creamy seed spurted hard from his cock, landing on his chest. The second shot hit his belly before the rest oozed from his still throbbing erection over his fingers. He panted, hearing satisfied sighs and a mock cheer. He felt a small hand play in the warm pool of cum and Annette brought her wet fingertips to her lips and tasted him. "Mmmm not bad, nice dessert!" Others laughed and several also took a taste from the seed on his body. Livia wet her fingertips and held them to Mark's lips. He lapped his own cum from them and then Liz scooped up a generous amount and fed it to him. In this way his body was cleaned until only a damp stain of his semen remained. "Seems the tablets do what they say," said Charlotte with a giggle, eyeing his still erect penis. "Yes, we can't let that go to waste, can we girls?" said Livia with a dirty chuckle. She held out a hand to Mark and he took the invitation to leave the table before she laid him on the floor. She knelt beside him and her hands surrounded his cock and ran up its length. He screwed up his eyes and moaned as he was very sensitive after coming. "Mmmm..." she made a satisfied sound and slipped off her panties, leaving her clothes on otherwise and slid up over his body as he looked wide eyed at the mother of the bride about to impale herself on his emptied cock. She reached under her skirt and the other women cat called and laughed as they watched, knowing when he squealed she held him again. She played with his cock at the entrance to her pussy and he writhed and moaned. "I'm fed up with your moaning," she said and stuffed her panties in his mouth; he went bright red as if this was the ultimate indignity. They stifled the long moan he made as she sank down on him, taking his rigid member fully into her pussy. The others laughed and drank and called out, "my turn next!" Looking at Mark Ch. 02 His hands reached for her hips as she began to rise and fall but she pushed him away, "no touching...sex toys don't grope!" She slid her hand under her skirt again and fondled her clit as she rode him, using him for her own pleasure with no thought to his discomfort. After a few minutes she moaned and fell forward a bit, Mark feeling her pussy pulse with her climax. Nicole took her mother's place next, eagerly covering Mark's body. Aileen came forward with a giggle, "here, this'll be a better way to keep him quiet." She plucked the panties out of his mouth and after pulling off her own thong, she straddled Marks face. "C'mon Mark, use your tongue...Ooohhh! Nice!" she giggled at the women laughed as they watched him being used. After she came Nicole grinned and patted his still wet cock. "Nice warm dildo, very realistic..." The frenzy died down after Annette and Liz had both ridden him, when finally he managed to climax again, a small spurt into Annette who bent down and kissed his cheek. "We'll wait," Karen said, nodding to Charlie, "when we get him home we want to play with him for a nice long time tonight." Mark grinned and propped himself up, his sore cock finally beginning to subside. Looking at Mark "What's it taste like?" Angela asked, then going red in the face, still holding Mark's hard cock. "Mmm, Mark we need more." Said Karen as she watched him slide his fingers down his cock, until he met Angela's hand which she quickly removed like a startled hare. He dribbled more lube onto himself as again he worked himself close to orgasm, almost too close and a dribble of semen emerged from him to run down his shaft. "There's your chance Angie." Said Charlotte with a laugh. Nervously Angela stretched out a finger to collect the fluid. She brought it to her lips and tasted. It wasn't unpleasant; she knew that one day she wanted to taste a boy's cock that way, to suck those juices into her mouth. For now though, she quickly followed the semen with a gulp of wine and blushed again. "Now, come on, let's see you shoot your load." Said Charlotte, settling down close to watch. His fingers started to move over his cock, they saw the head slide in and out of his hand as the cum that had already spilt was mixed with the lubricant. He moaned louder, his eyes flicking across their faces as they watched his excitement build, watched his hips rise and fall. He stretched out his legs, drawing them together; his belly contracted and he grunted. Three pairs of eyes focussed on his hard cock to be rewarded by a shot of semen that landed on his chest, followed by another spurt onto his belly and another than coated his cock and fingers. Still he slowly massaged his hardness, squeezing out the remainder of his cum as they watched it dribble from his slot. "Mmmm very nice." Karen murmured. She slipped to the floor by his feet, reaching up to the sticky fluids on his belly she wet her fingers and then held them to his lips. He blushed, but obediently licked her fingers clean. The other girls with soft laughs, followed suit and he enjoyed the feel of their fingers on his lips, his tongue lapping his own cum from them. Karen and Charlotte slowly swirled their fingers in the still warm semen, spreading it over his belly. "I like it when it dries on," said Charlotte. Karen grinned at Mark. "Good excuse for a shower together later." "Mmmm much later, I hope – we haven't finished with him yet have we girls?" Charlotte grinned. Mark moaned, "but I can't come again soon." "Oh, you never know, with us all here to help?" Karen kissed his mouth, "I'm sure you can..."