All work and no play makes Simon a dull boy

Monday.

It started just like any other week at work.

It was my usual routine, just like everybody else: Get in the office just in time for that quick cup of coffee before the boss cracks the whip and we have to start earning our pay.

Before I go on here is a little about me and where I work just so you have some context for what is to come.

I am in my late twenties reasonably fit bloke, once married but that is in the past. I work in telesales support (nope I don't do cold calls) along with my small band of fellow drones.

In the office there are a dozen desks with one of us at each one, taking and making calls. At the top of this is the glass wall that the boss sits behind. The desks used to be big sturdy types until they caught a couple using them for something other than note taking, so they got swapped out for the present lot.

They are no more than very flimsy tables. I doubt you can not sit on them without snapping off the legs, and the surface area is only just big enough to hold our phone pad, the notepad (we have to write everything down) and a cup of your favourite drink; that is they are small.

The change also allowed the company to squeeze more of us into this small space; used to be a staff of six, now there are a dozen of us.

The down size of the change was that you could not get up and move around with bumping into others, the upside for me was that the new people were all women, and two of them younger than me.

One especially caught my eye, she wears short little skirts and some quite tight tops. I think she misses out on the underwear as well as I am sure I have seen her nipples making dents in her tops when the weather is cold.

Over seeing this motley crew is our supervisor Mrs Harris. She is 'happily' married (or so she says) and does not like people who do not tow the company line, or fail to show how they want to get on.

As I said we all got there on the Monday morning, got our drinks and took our places ready for the lines to go live when Mrs. Harris came out of her office and stood before us.

"Good morning team. I have a special announcement to make today and so we will be a bit late starting."

At this point she pulled a bit of paper from behind her back, licked her lips and coughed slightly.

"First thing you must know I have checked what I am about to tell you, and head office, the board and the stock holders really mean this."

A pause.

"We have been chosen to test out a new team building idea. Basically we need to bond better as a team and to that end they want some of the barriers that separate us to come down.".

I looked around at a my puzzled co-workers and wondered what she was talking about. There are no barriers in the office, we can each see everybody else and her all day long.

"Now this is not quite what you think, so I do want you to take things seriously and behave like adults.

To enable us to know each other better and therefore to function as a team we will be working towards a common goal of showing each other complete trust.

This is going to be a slow process, but by the end of this week I think we should all be far better acquainted."

I was starting to loose interest at this point. Loads of waffle and this is starting to cut into my time to make my targets for the day.

"Over the course of the next few days we are all to start wearing less to the office, with the goal of being naked by Friday!"

WTF did she just say!

The proverbial pin clanged to the floor, and people started laughing, coughing, yelling and staring around in shock.

No way she said work naked, I simply can not be that lucky.

"Calm down, sit down and let me finish."

Her voice cut through the noise like a horn through a fog bank.

People subsided into their seats and waited for the other shoe to drop.

"Now as I said this is no joke, and it seems that lots of people have tried this with good results so we have to start to work towards this goal. It is felt that once you do this you will be able to trust your fellow workers much more and therefore will work better as a team."

Silence, long silence.

"OK so here are what is suggested. First if anybody is not wanting to do this they are fired, no severance and no appeal, no exceptions! Second we are to be naked at work on Friday, but it does not say where at work so I am saying that it will be in this office. If you need to leave then I see no reason why you should have to be naked outside this office unless you want to be of course."

This last with a slight uplift at the end as though she was thinking that nobody would be that daft.

"Third there is no timetable for this. The suggestion is we wear less and less each day to get us used to this sort of thing and then on Friday we go naked. Anybody have any problems with this."

A couple of people raised their hands.

"Yes?"

"Um, what happens if we do not want to wait for Friday?"

"I have no idea, but I suppose you could start earlier if you wanted, but is that good team work?"

She pointed to me.

"Yes?"

"What happens if a man sort of can not contain himself?"

"Well there is nothing about that in this document so I guess if it happens we will have to deal with it.So if we are to be naked by Friday I suggest we start with just four articles of clothing today, three the day after and so on. You now all need to work out which four articles you want to wear today and take the rest off."

I sat there not sure what to do. The lump in my pants would be very obvious to anybody if I stood up so sitting was what I wanted to do.

I could see a few of the others working out what they were wearing, and how to remove the excess.

Actually when I thought about it all I had to remove was my shoes. Shirt, socks, pants and trousers made up four items so I was safe.

At least one of the women already had her top off. In fact most people seemed reluctant to get up.

The men I could understand if they were as hard as I was, but I have no idea why the women chose to remove their tops.

Liz suddenly went one step further, reached around her back and undid her bra, the straps falling down her arms, the cups caught on her breasts.

Nobody moved, nobody spoke and everybody stared at her.

This was the time Mrs. Harris moved. Her jacket fell from her shoulders, and her skirt pooled at her feet. She stepped out of her shoes leaving her in just tights, knickers, bra and top.

She gazed around the room.

"Mandy why have you not taken anything off?"

"Because I am only wearing three things."

"What?"

"My top, my shorts and my shoes."

"OK, then I guess you are OK for today and tomorrow."

"Simon, you too. You should have removed something."

"I have Mrs. Harris"

I held up my shoes.

"Hmmm, I suppose a number of you have done the same."

A few nods.

"Liz, did you mean to go this far today?"

"Well I thought I should start at the top and work down."

"OK, it is your choice. The lines will go live in five minutes so lets get ready shall we"

I have no idea which idiot thought his one up, but there is no way my productivity was going to go up with this kind of view.

Everywhere I looked I saw half clad women, the boobs partly exposed by their bras.

And the knowledge that at least some of them would be completely revealed to my gaze tomorrow kept me as hard as a rock.

No way I could do my job like this, I just had to get some relief.

I checked the clock and I had two minutes left, so I sort of stood, partly doubled over and shuffled out the door.

At least two of the women noticed and knew why I was so distorted on my journey from the room, and seemed to enjoy it from the smiles on their faces.

Once I reach the loos I quickly went into the nearest cubical and dropped my pants.

My cock had leaked a fair amount of pre-cum and made the front of my boxers damp.

I quickly freed myself, sat down, closed my eyes and started stroking, my mind filled with thoughts of the week to come.

I think I lasted all of two seconds before I blew a massive load all over the door and the floor.

As quickly as I could I cleaned up, dressed and rush back to the office.

Mandy must have been watching the door because as I came through it she slid up to me and said "What a waste."

I stopped dead, my neck almost giving way as my head snapped around towards where she had been. Could she have just said that!

I regained my desk, put the headphones on and waited for my first caller.

It did not take long and once I got engrossed in the call I forgot about those around me.

The next thing I know it is lunch.

I go to slip on my shoes then I realise that I did not bother earlier so why bother now.

It is carpet down the hall and to the coffee shop so I should be OK to walk in my socks.

Tomorrow of course I would have to walk barefoot.

As that thought struck I realised I should do that today, as it will give me one more days grace, so I removed my socks.

As I stood I again saw Mandy watching me.

She came over to my desk, leaned in and said "Maybe I should get a head start like you are doing." So saying she shuffled her feet and suddenly her feet were bare.

"Lunch?"

"Um, yes. OK. Can we go together?"

"Of course silly, why else do you think I did that?"

I had no answer (obviously to much blood needed elsewhere) so I just followed her a closely as I could without actually touching her.

Lunch was the usual coffee and a sandwich from the shop, we did not really have time for anything else.

Those who brought packed meals tended to stay at their desks, but the rest of us all went to the shop.

We must have looked a right sight, men with no shoes and women with their tops pulled on, but not tucked in.

When we got back Mrs Harris was standing watching the clock to make sure nobody took more than their allotted twenty minutes.

She seemed to be relaxed about standing before everybody in her tights, her top not hiding her sensible knickers. I wondered what she would be wearing Tomorrow.

The rest of the day passed with out incident, except I noticed a lot more bathroom breaks, both the men and the women were dashing off and returning a few minutes later looking far more relaxed.

In fact I saw at least two people leave within seconds of one another and I wondered if anything was happening that might be embarrassing on Friday.

Tuesday.

On the Tuesday it became obvious that at least two people had changed their mode of dress considerably.

Mrs Harris was waiting when I arrived. She had on what looked like a track suit, but turned out to be a single piece garment. I suppose with underwear that made three things. I had just worn slip on shoes so I had my three pieces on when I took them off in front of her, but the biggest change was Liz. She arrived barefoot wearing trousers and a sweater.

Most of the men had chosen to be shoeless like me, but Mike had decided to come in topless.

The women all seemed to be following how Mandy dressed yesterday with knickers, top and some form of dress or trousers, except of course for Mandy, who came in hot my heels.

She had dressed in what looked like a long tee shirt and nothing else. There was no visible panty line and no way she was hiding a bra under that thing.

Heck it was quite worn and tending towards see through as it was, it basically left little to the imagination.

"Wow, that... I .. " Words failed me as I stared at her and the barely concealed body under the thin grey material.

She just smiled and went to sit at her desk.

"OK people three bits of clothing today, so anybody with more can now remove the excess."

God she seemed to be able to make anything sound completely un-sexy, even tell people to strip!

Nobody seemed to have anything to remove so we just started work.

Again Mandy walked to the shop with me at lunchtime, this time explaining that their choice of outfit meant she was not worried about the rest of the week.

"What about Friday?"

"Well I just take this off."

Again words would not come, but the thought tented the front of my trousers. Mandy looked down and giggled, reach over and patted it saying "Shame to waste it, follow me."

Without waiting for me to react she grabbed my arm and pulled me into the loos, directly into a cubical. Not saying a word she unsnapped my jeans, pulling my shirt up towards my head as my jeans fell around my ankles. Her hands flew to my pants, pulling the front towards her and down freeing my hard cock.

"Nice."

By the time I had got my shirt over my head she was pulling hers over her head, leaving her naked before me.

She just turned, bent over and grabbed the edge of the seat and spread her legs.

Her very wet pussy pushed out back between her legs, no more invitation required. I shuffled forwards and pressed the head of my self against her wetness, feeling the lips wrap around my cock as I slipped inside her. She was very turned on as I managed to almost bury my whole length in her in one push.

"Ummm, god yes I need this."

I pulled almost out and slid forwards again, this time my hilt pressed very firmly against her.

Buried inside her I leaded forward, reached around and cupped her tits, feeling the rubbery nipples under my fingers.

She arched her back, and I started slow full length strokes in and out of her.

It was a good job she was so excited as I knew I was not going to last.

As I felt the first spasms of her orgasm start mine hit me. I pushed as deep as I could almost wanting to bury my balls inside her. For her part she gasped, shook and the tight warm pussy did a fantastic dance around my hard cock. I am not sure how long it took before our senses reutrn, but they did eventually. I had gone soft and slipper out o her as she had lowered herself to rest her head onto her crossed arms.

With her help I got my pants and trousers back up, but as I was about to put my shirt on she pulled it from my grasp.

"Don't. Let the others see."

Well I thought after that how can I refuse.

Much to my great surprise she just grabbed her tee shirt and opened the door. I could feel my self start to swell again. Her actions gave me the recovery time of a teenager!

She walked over to the sinks and wet the paper she had in her hand, leant down and cleaned herself up. "Don't want to leak onto the chair all afternoon."

Whilst my mouth was still hanging open in shock she slipped the shirt over her head, took my hand and lead me back to work.

As we left I suddenly realised I was walking out the ladies loos, so I had to stop and check that nobody saw me.

It gave me the chance to watch as she walked a few paces in front of me. All I could think of was how that bum would look walking down the corridor naked.

We did make it back in time, just. Mrs Harris was staring at the clock as I went through the door, taking my seat just as the twenty minutes expired.

The looks on my co-workers faces told their own stories, some displeased, some shocked and some very envious. I just grinned and got back to work. Mandy did not even look round!

At the end of work I tried to catch Mandy, but she was gone before I managed to speak to her.

I really hoped that tomorrow would be as good as today.

Wednesday.

All I wore were a pair of swimming trunks and my boat shoes. I actually got to the office early as I was eager to see the others as they came in. Today was two items day and I figured that at least some of the women might be topless.

Mrs Harris arrived in the same thing she wore the day before, but this time no bra given the change in position of her boobs. I thought that was a bit of a cheat, especially as I realised she could also wear it tomorrow without knickers and still only be wearing one thing.

A couple of the guys came in wearing tee shirts and shorts, with nothing on their feet, with two of the women following suit. Three took my lead and wore a piece bathing suit and sandals, while Mandy again stole the whole show by wearing a micro bikini that just covered her lower lips and nipples, and nothing else. It seemed to be three patches of material with nothing holding them together, but as I stared (along with all the men and a few of the women) I could just discern a very thin cord linking the parts together.

Mrs Harris again delayed the start, reminding us that tomorrow was one piece day and that Friday was nudity day.

"Could we be naked earlier if we wanted?" That was Mandy.

"Well you could but I think it would show more team spirit if you saved it until Friday."

Just as that conversation finished the door opened again and in walked Susan. At that point I knew I should have worn loose shorts like the other guys. My dick went from half hard to painful in a flash.

All this week Susan had worn regular clothes showing no more than most, and when compared to Mandy, a lot less flesh. Now that reversed with what she wore.

She had a short skirt and some stick on nipple covers, all made of yellow post-it notes. A pair of yellow soled strapless heels completed her outfit. Even Mrs Harris stared in shock.

Susan simply smiled at everyone, walked past the desks of those who sat next to her and took out her chair.

Just before she could actually make it to sitting down Mrs. Harris came out of her trance.

"What are you wearing?!"

"Two things, some shoes and something to cover me."

"But you have lots of those coverings on."

"Yes but they are all the same type of covering so I thought they would count as one thing."

"Oh no, two things only means a maximum of two items covering any part of the body."

"Oh, OK I will go and get something else to wear then."

"No you won't. You are on company time now and you will now remove all but two of those notes and your shoes, or if you want to keep your shoes all but one of the notes."

"But then I will almost naked."

"Well in the first place so what, we will all be naked on Friday and second you should have thought of that earlier and packed something to take their place."

Just then Mandy got up and went to Susan.

"Do you want to borrow something from me?"

Susan just looked at her with big eyes, taking in how little Mandy wore

"Um, well that would not leave you with much."

"It's OK, I do not mind."

"well could I borrow the top then."

"Sure". Mandy reached behind her and fiddled with something and the two tiny scraps of material fell away from her chest exposing her breasts to every bodies gaze. I swear the nipples extended half an inch as we watched.

"Can you help me collect these notes."

"OK." With that Mandy reached up and pulled the two notes covering Susan nipples free from her chest. For a brief moment we all got a preview of what we would be seeing on Friday, then she covered up with the scraps of material.

Whilst Susan was fixing her top Mandy started removing the first layer of notes from around Susan's waist. As they came free I caught a glimpse of why Susan had asked for the top. By the time the second row had been collected we could all see that if Susan had worn the bottom it would have looked very strange with dark, black pubic hair sticking out on all sides. Susan was obviously a bottle blonde!

By this time my cock was leaking quite badly, the head protruding over the elastic and I was not very comfortable.

I stood up to go to the loo and make things better, and I must have caught the eye of Susan who opened her mouth to comment, and then just left her jaw hanging there.

Mandy followed her gaze, said nothing just grabbed my hand and lead me from the room.

Once again I felt myself stumble along in her wake, this time my hard cock visible for all to see. Luckily for me there was only Mandy around to see it.

Again we went into one of the loos but this time instead of going to a cubical Mandy led me to the sinks, turned to face me and smiled.

"Let me help you."

Her hands simply pulled the fabric of the trunks away from my hardness and skimmed them down my legs. Now I was naked in the room with a hard on that just would not quit.

Mandy pressed something at the point where the fabric was pulled taught on her costume and it fell on top of mine. Now both naked I swept the length of her with my eyes, then reached out and gathered her into my arms.

Out lips met and I was almost burnt by the heat, my mind distracted by the feel of her naked skin against mine. There was not a part of us that did not touch, and she took my hardness and fed it between her legs along her lips. I could feel my ridge getting wet with her juices as fast as I made her lips wet with the juice leaking from my cock.

I felt her hands travel up and down my back, she pressed her chest against mine and slowly wiggled from side to side. I took the hint and reached between us to cup her breasts. The B cups filled my hands to perfection, the teats rubbery under my palms.

Wordlessly I turned us so her back was to the bank of sinks. For a second or two I admired her cute bottom in the mirrors, then reached down and lifted her to sit between the sinks. This action also had the delightful side effect of nestling my glands inside her outer lips.

Without breaking our kiss her hands grasped my bum and pulled me into her. Again I felt the wondrous velvet warmth grip me with its silky grasp. Eager to get further I pulled back a bit and then pressed forward again. A few more thrusts had me buried in her, by pubes scratching her bald mound. She moaned into my throat, her tongue in my mouth as I was in her pussy. We each penetrated the other, spearing our partner with lust.

I slowly slid in and out of her, finally breaking the kiss to look down at our point of coupling. I felt like a porn star as my hardness dragged her delicate inner lips away from her on the out stroke and seem to push them inside her on the reverse. Each time I was struck by the warmth and grip of her.

"You need to shave those hairs off, they scratch."

"OK, if you show me how."

"Later tonight when we get to your place."

"OK."

I could feel her start to move around me, so I took that as a sign to quicken the pace. Her hand slid down to her pleasure spot and her finger must have made contact because she started to moan and shudder. As I felt her grip me even more tightly than I expected I pushed hard against her, emptying myself into her depths.

For long seconds we just stood coupled as deeply as we could be. I watched her face and as her eyes opened I saw in them something I have never seen before. I had no idea what it was only that I wanted to see it again.

She moved and I withdrew with some great reluctance, never wanting to move from the perfect place for my cock. It ended with a slight pop as I came free, and she swung herself over one of the basins and turned on the taps. Once the bowl was filled she took a hand towel, wet it and washed herself, holding the hot towel in place.

"You leak out of me better if I use a warm towel." she explained.

Stunned I just stood and watched, still feeling the bliss of our coupling.

Once she was clean and I had wiped my cock we got dressed, well pulled on the skimpy bits of cloth we had with us.

Mandys little scrap of material seemed to be difficult for her to get into position so I helped when I could, but it seemed her lips were a little swollen so it kept folding up and slipping between the lips; She might as well have been naked. She said it would not sit any better than it was so we made our way back to work.

Mrs. Harris was waiting and sent us into her office.

"Well you two what do you have to say for yourselves?"

"I think we both just went to the loo at the same time."

"Likely story. Well Simon what about you?"

"It was like Mandy said we must both been caught short at the same time."

"You know I do not believe you, but since I can not prove you wrong I guess I am going to have to let this pass. Back to work."

Mandy and I grinned at each other as we took our seats.

I noticed that quite a few of the women were checking out the front of me, and I have to say I liked what I saw. At least three sets of nipples were making dents in the fabric covering them.

Time dragged towards lunch, but the clock finally made it to 12:30.

Mandy turned in her seat and asked me to wait for her. Obviously I said sure and then sat where I was.

She and few of the women had a short conversation, heads together like a football huddle then she turned to me and said lets go. I followed her and some of the others down to the shop were we all got out sandwiches and a drink then sat at the same table. I am sure the catering staff must have wondered what was going on. It is not often you get half a shift turn up in bathing costumes and two people almost naked.

The topic of conversation seemed to be the dress code for the next two days, well I could not see how the code for Friday could be any dress at all but a few ideas were floated than I am sure management had not thought of.

Susan said that she wanted to be able to wear the same sort of outfit than Mandy wore and Mandy offered to help her with that. Two of the others asked about where Mandy got the outfit and she talked about some place on the Internet. I just listened in awe and ate my sandwich.

Just before we left Mandy pulled me to one side and said that she could use a lift home today. Not being a complete idiot I said I would be glad to help her out.

The afternoon was not that great. I am sure I got loads of stuff wrong as I just could not concentrate thinking about what happened this morning, and what might happen later.

At the end of the shift I stood up and waited for Mandy to say she was ready to go, but I has miss-judged the situation. It seems that five others would be joining us for the ride home. Good job I have a people carrier so everybody fitted in, just!

The drive home was almost a compete accident. Mandy was sitting shotgun and kept turning to kneel on the seat to talk to the people in the second row. This pushed her almost naked bottom in my face and of course I watched that and not the road. After the second such incident I stopped the car and let her and Liz swap places. Liz also adopted the same position but she had a very sturdy one piece on so it was much less of a distraction.

When we got to my flat they all waited till I had the door open then ran from the car and up the stairs to my front door. It was quite a sight when I walked up, two almost naked women and four others all standing at my door. I think I then realised that my life may never be the same again!

The women spilled into the flat taking over just about everywhere except the bedroom. For some reason the only person who explored in there was Mandy.

I saw her, Susan, Liz and Jane all vanish into the bathroom together but I was far to busy trying to make drinks and food for everybody to follow. Mary and Deb helped me a lot, but I had to keep stopping to show them where things were. Some how in the confusion my suit got snagged and ripped so fell off.

Mary said that it was a much better view without that silly bit of cloth and Deb and Jen backed her up so I just left it.

I have always preferred being naked and it felt really good to be able to walk around nude with half a dozen women eyeing my cock.

When the gaggle emerged from the bathroom the first thing that struck me was that Susan (who was leading the way) was now naked and completely shaved. She was followed by Mandy who had lost her suit bottoms exposing to everybody what they already knew (she was as bald as a cue ball). The big surprise for me was that both Liz and Jane were now naked and also hairless. I must say it did not take long for me to go hard, something not lost on the others present.

Mandy looked down at my hard cock and smiled.

"Come on, your turn."

She grabbed my hand and led me into the bathroom, followed by Mary, Deb and Jen.

No sooner had the door closed than the suits came off and I was pushed down onto the closed loo. Mandy appeared before me with a razor and some foam, whilst Mary and Deb held my legs open. Mandy then spread foam all over my groin and with Jen holding my cock out the way proceeded to shave me just as bare as she was.

I was slightly embarrassed when they asked me to turn over so they could do my rear bits, but I thought that if this was what they wanted they must be prepared for the view. What I was not prepared for was Jen continuing to hold my dick; no way I was going soft whilst this was happening.

After I was pronounced done and pushed into the shower I caught a glimpse of Mandy between the spread legs of Jen, so I guessed that all the women were getting a shave.

I got out of the shower just in time to see Mandy finish with Jen (who took my place in the shower) and start on Mary. Now Mary is a bit older than the rest of us and I know she has four kids (their picture is on her desk each day) so I was not expecting her to be that hot, especially in the company of the likes of Mandy and Susan, but I was most surprised when I saw her spread eagled.

It seems she is a natural red head and that with her milky white skin the freckles go all the way down!

As I watched what Mandy was doing I felt myself getting even harder. Mary saw my reaction and smiled, but said "Down boy, I am a married woman." That made me smile but there was no way I was going to change the view!

After a few minutes Mandy said time for a shower and sent Mary to rinse off. Jen was dry by that time and checking herself out in the mirror.

I turned to say something to Mandy when I caught sight of Deb. It seems she would not need Mandys help as she was bare already.

Once Mary got out the shower and dried we all left the bathroom, Mary, Deb, Jen and Mandy with me right behind her.

Mandy and myself never made it to the lounge, she grabbed my hand as we went through the bedroom.

She wrapped herself around me and we stumbled to the bed. As we fell I felt Mandy move so that I landed on my back with her on top.

I looked up and saw this beautiful woman astride my chest, knees in my armpits, hairless from the neck down and seeming to glow with a golden light.

I pressed my hands flat against her tummy and slowly slid them up her torso. With her arms stretched above her head the progress was smooth and I followed every bump and curve till I managed to cup her breasts. Once again I was struck how well they fit my hands, and how alive the nipples were.

Mandy smiled down at me, and made something very like a purr as I stroked them. She lowered her arms and reached behind her to find my hard cock waiting. I felt her hands start at the tip and her fingers lightly brush all the way down. I was a very different sensation without the pubic hair, the skin was far more responsive to touch.

Without a word Mandy suddenly let go of me, swung one leg over the other and back to switch her position so she was facing my feet and I suddenly had the best view of my life. Her very wet female centre was laid out before me, showing me that she trusted me, wanted me and would be mine. I just stared at the wondrous sight before me. It was a vision I knew I would never tire off, would always have an affect on me and that might be the first and last thing I would ever want to see.

She broke the spell when her tongue touched my stiffness, shocking me into action. I grasped her hips and pulled gently till she was in range.

Still wanting to admire her form I started off to one side, slowly working my lips and tongue over her inner thighs, up and over her mons and down the other thigh. When I started the return journey she must have known I was waiting for a sign as she engulfed the head of me just as I reached the top of her mound. Instead of going back to her inner thigh I switched and worked my way down to her lips, taking each in turn into my mouth for a quick gentle suckle.

I then extend my tongue and slowly licked up and down the very entrance her, where her body had allowed me access earlier in the day. As I pressed into her my chin felt a small bump and I knew what to do next. I withdrew till just the tip was in her, then slipped it down till I was touching the hood that covered her pleasure spot. Carefully I worked to get access to my goal, my reward was finding a smooth pearl for me to suck. I nibbled with my lips and then drew her clit into my mouth.

The response almost shattered my mind as her mouth suddenly hovered all my cock into her mouth, her hot lips and tongue working over the recently shaved flesh. The feelings were incredible, no way I want her to stop so I flicked at her, drew her into my mouth and listened carefully for the moans.

The warmth and flow of her honey seemed to increase and she stopped all she was doing threw back her head and gasped and shuddered.

I continued to lick but just over the now very swollen lips, dipping inside her just a few millimetres.

I guess she had caught her breath because she dismounted me, swung around again and grasping my cock at the very point it emerged from my body impaled herself on me.

The feeling was just as it had been earlier that day, but unlike then it went all the way down as the newly hairless skin got the sensation of being inside her.

As she reached rock bottom and ground her mound against me I felt the soft top of her cervix press on the tip of my cock, and I knew I filling her completely.

She just sat there beaming down on me, filled with me and looking like a goddess to me. The wonderful feeling I was getting from my cock filled my world. I never wanted to move, I was in heaven.

"Mandy I think I love you."

"Simon I love the way you make me feel, the feel of you inside me and the way you complete me."

With that she slowly pulled herself up till I was almost out then allowed gravity to take its course and me to return to my favourite place deep inside her.

The slow rise and fall of her body continued, her breathing getting deeper and faster. On each up stroke the newly hairless flesh sang with sensation, and at the bottom of each down stroke I felt her filled by me completely as the soft round bump of the entrance to her womb made contact with the end of my cock. Truly there could be no better place for me, or better sensations than these.

She leant forward taking her weight on her hands, pressing them into my shoulders, and allowing my hands to roam freely over her chest.

I watched in awe as the flush on her grew from her neck, down over her whole chest.

Faster and faster she pistoned up and down, smashing herself down onto the root of my hardness and grinding herself against me there.

Her head went back, her breathing stopped and all motion ceased, seeming suspended by invisible wires, every part of her taught with effect and yet relax with joy as the feelings and pleasure washed through her.

Slowly she lowered herself to lie on me, her body pressed against me, but still joined in the most intimate way. Something must have happened inside her as I felt her inner bump against the head of my cock even as the first inch was now exposed to the cooler air.

Dreamily she opened one eye, kissed me deeply and pushed herself up a bit. She seemed a little shocked to find that I was still in side her, hard as a rod and very much filling her.

"Wow, you still have not cum. I must do something about that."

"You don't have too. As long as you have cum that is enough for me."

"No that is not fair, you need to cum too."

"Well yes, but I would much rather stay here in this position."

"OK for a little longer, but my thighs can not stay this wide forever."

"Shame. Maybe we will need to practice this position more."

"Hmmm, maybe. But there are others I would like to get used to as well."

"Happy to do anything you want providing I can stay inside you."

"Oh do not worry that is where you are going to be a lot more from now on."

"Oh yeah. Do I not get a say in this."

"You just did. You said you wanted to be inside me so that is where you are going to be. Careful what you wish for."

"OK I wish for this pleasure never to end."

"Greedy! But I agree we need to do this more often."

"Do you mind if I move now my legs are starting to kill me."

"OK I do not want you unable to walk."

"Oh you would just have to carry me back to the others."

"OMG what would they think, that I had broken you!"

"No silly, they would just be jealous as they would know I had just been fucked to the point of not being able to walk. And of course you would still be hard and wet with my juices so they would know you had not cum and therefore it was all about my pleasure."

"OK I will carry you back then. Do you want to ride me or lay in my arms."

"I think I had better lay in your arms. I am not sure I want to show them you inside me yet."

"Yet?"

"Well this is our first proper fuck, and I do not want to share it with anybody but you. Maybe some other time we can show them how well we fit together."

So saying she eased herself up off me, the air feeling very cold after the warmth of her.

"Brrr, this air is cold. Can I go back where it is warm please."

"Later big boy. For now you have other guests."

"OK, duties of a host and all that."

So saying I stood up, gathered her in my arms and walked back into the lounge.

The ladies there seem shocked when I walked through the door, Mandy in my arms and my hot, wet, hard cock waving from side to side.

"You alright Mandy?" asked Mary

"Sure, he is just that good I can not walk strait at the moment."

I set her down in one of the big comfy chairs and asked who would like a fresh drink.

"Of what?" I heard Susan ask.

"What would you like?"

"I know what I would like" eyeing my cock, "But I am not sure Mandy would approve."

"I do not mind if you want to try him out, but do not break him."

I really could not believe my ears. She was giving Susan permission to have her way with me.

Susan did not need second telling and promptly dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth.

As her she swirled up and down me she must have licked off all of Mandys juice that remained on me because she stopped and remarked how I tasted of Mandy. How did she know?

I could see that Liz, Mary, Deb, Jen and Jane were all watching intently, and I could also see some hard nipples and the start of a flush on at least two of them.

Jane was maybe a bit more daring than the rest as her hand crept down to her crotch and started to kneed gently.

I saw Mandy notice and she opened her legs in support and started to openly stroke herself.

This seemed to give the others permission as one by one they started to take care of themselves.

Mary and Deb seemed to be the most shy, just pushing one finger down into herself, but Jane, Liz and Jen all followed Mandys lead to one extent or another.

Suddenly Susan removed her mouth and with a look to Mandy to check if this was OK dropped on her back, opened her legs and pulled me into her.

Her freshly shaved pussy lay before me. I turned my head and saw Mandy nod that it was OK, so I sunk my length into Susan.

She was very different to Mandy, her outer lips much bigger, hiding her small inner lips and inside she felt more ripply.

As I hit the root of me against her I heard her sigh.

"God yes, I need this."

Slowly I started the old motion, spurred on by her reaction of wrapping her legs around me and trying to pull me deeper into her.

I could start to feel myself build to a climax so looked down to see Susan’s eyes tight shut as she concentrated on the sensations inside her.

Her eyes shot open and she gasped and groaned as I unloaded inside her, spurt after spurt as deep as I could go.

As I reached what I felt was my last surge she clamped down and I found myself held immobile whilst she pulled with her legs.

After a short time I felt her relax and I pulled my now soft cock from her.

She lay back legs open and womanhood exposed as she caught her breath.

I am sure that all the others saw my cum start to leak from Susan as Jane handed her a box of tissues to clean up with.

Susan took the box with a thank you to Jane, and held a few over herself as she stood up and went to the bathroom. Soon after we heard the shower running.

Not long afterwards Susan rejoined us, looking still slightly flushed and a bit more radiant.

"I know what my old man will be doing this evening" said Mary.

"Mine too" remarked Deb.

"You two are lucky, you have a good man on tap. Now Mandy has got Simon what am I meant to do?" asked Liz.

"Well you can come home with me" said Jane.

"OK, but I want you to use the strap on this time."

"Only if you will too."

"Deal."

"Ladies, are we forgetting why we agreed to come here tonight?" asked Mandy "We have a dress code to plan!"

With that I was sent off into the kitchen to make fresh drinks and get a few snacks whilst the women discussed details.

end of part 1