Behind The Green door

Little by little the skirt rose and Barry's eyes gazed each square inch of her lovely revealed limbs. His organ of love had long before became rigid and now it had swelled up until he was afraid it would burst. Gloria's sheer stockings stopped just above the knees where they were rolled and her snow white flesh appeared gleaming like ivory in the reflection of the spotlight. Gloria closed her eyes and tried not to think of the humiliation she was suffering. As the skirt continued to rise the sheer beauty of her curves began to materialize as a perfect curve began from her dimpled knees and continued to taper upward towards her thighs. Still hidden by the folds of her skirt, the rising fabric reached just below her waist. A pink corner of the last guardian of a woman's priceless passion, her pink lacy panties appeared. This temporary barrier to the eager eyes of the audience, her skirt was pulled over her head and Gloria stood there as a magnificent specimen of feminine beauty. A slight repress of emotion arose from the audience and Barry noticed that the women of the gathering participated in the slight confirming suspicion that the women had rather seduced an experienced woman rather than a virgin.

Barry now expected that the under clothing would be removed but to his surprise the black robed attendants slipped a strap of Gloria's brassiere down exposing two luscious round red tipped breasts, which was undoubtedly the most beautiful Barry had ever seen. Then a woman attendant who appeared to be about twenty-five years of age and quite good looking in her own right, bent over and cupped Gloria's beautiful breast in her hands. A tremor ran through Gloria when she opened her eyes to find out what this women was doing to her. Her answer was quick forth coming for the woman began to massage the glorious bundle of beautiful rounded flesh with both hands. Pulling and tugging and every so often she took the bright red nipple between her fingers and gave it a vigorous pull. In spite of herself, Gloria felt a thrill shoot through her. Under cunning caresses of this apparently young female, Gloria's body began to fill with eagerness. A fit of trembling caught her body which increased when the young woman took the nipple in her mouth and began to suck it. Gloria threw her head back and the audience knew that she was enjoying it with the keenest delight.

Another woman attendant loosened the other strap of her lacy brassiere to reveal the other breast from it's lacy prison and began to suck it in similar fashion. Her body strained and Gloria felt as though she was on fire. The sensation caused by the tongues of these women was one of the utter ecstasy and she found herself wishing it would never stop.

Barry glanced at the audience and noticed that some of the females had their own breasts out and had the desire to feel the darting tongues of a woman in the same manner that Gloria was receiving. Just when Gloria felt that the sensation was at it's height, the women took her breasts out of their mouths and stepped back. They then began to loosen her pink lacy panties and she knew in a moment she would be entirely nude. Quickly the lacy underthing was removed and she stood in the revealing light, gloriously and beautifully naked. A groan came from the audience as the full beauty of her revealed form became apparent. Gloria appeared carved from a block of alabaster from her slim ankles to her jet black hair. She was a master creation of beautiful femininity. Her dimpled knees were still encased in her sheer stockings, her full legs rose to maddening thighs, full and molded that one look at them was enough to set a man's organ of love on a tour of rigidness. Nested under her gently curved abdomen was her love garden which stood forth in ravishing perfection, a brilliant black bush of hair against the ivory whiteness of her body.

Barry, as his senses whirled dimly recalled that such an abundant growth of hair was a sign of extremely strong sexual emotions and desires. He could no longer stand it, he opened his trouser front and inserted his handkerchief in his pants to absorb his potent love nectar which had spurted forth into his pants. No one in the audience paid any attention to any one else, all eyes were riveted on the vision of the ravishing beauty of nudity on the stage.

Now the women attendants pushed Gloria down in a sitting position on a luxuriously black mattress that had been spread on the floor, against a background of white satin. Her love organ stood out like a lamp against the gleaming baby spotlight that shown on that part of her body. Two of the women caught her ankles and pulled her legs over her head and exposing the magnificent opening into the most coveted possession that Gloria owned.

It was revealed in full between her maddening thighs. The hole itself was rather small, but large enough to show that it had been entered before.