Logan
01-31-2003, 12:13 PM
Harry was working hard in the kitchen Aunt Petunia wanted everything to be perfect for her bridge game. She had been explicit as to what she wanted him to do and how to do it. It was getting close to when the other three ladies would be showing up and Aunt Petunia was making sure the front room was ready. Uncle Dursley and Harry’s cousin had already left for most of the evening. They went bowling on bridge night and the ladies took turns hosting the get togethers. Harry had already cleaned the house and set up the card table all that was left was the food preparation. And he was nearly done with that. Soon the guest started arriving there was Mrs. Johansen and Mrs. Smith and finally Mrs. McMillan. All three ladies lived in the neighborhood. Mrs. Johansen was attractive woman but she was starting to show a little age she was in her middle years like his Aunt Petunia but had kept up her figure. She fair length hair with various shades of brown to blonde. Mrs. Smith was younger than the rest of the ladies she was in her thirties and she also was in good shape. She had dark hair that went to her shoulders. And finally Mrs. McMillan was a very attractive woman in her late thirties or early forties. She was a real estate agent that truly used her sex appeal to drive home the sales. It was said that she closed the deal more than once in the bedroom. All four women were dressed casually wearing skirts or dresses of various lengths and styles. All of them had known each other for several years do to the neighborhood being friendly and all. Everyone said there hello’s and sat down at the card table eagerly waiting to begin. Harry started bringing out the food and setting it down on the table nearby. “Harry could you get the drinks, and don’t spill any of it!” Aunt Petunia was putting on a show for her guests showing how nice it was to have a house slave. Harry brought the pitcher of lemonade and four glasses out to where they were sitting and began pouring. He served up the guest’s glasses first and started filling his Aunt’s glass when Mrs. McMillan casually reached down and pinched his butt Harry startled by this missed the glass and poured some lemonade on his Aunts feet. She quickly slapped him across the face and told him to clean up the mess. Harry started for the kitchen but was stopped by his Aunt “no need to get something to clean it up I want you to get down and clean my feet with your tongue.” Harry did as he was told but was shocked by the command. He was hardly allowed to touch anyone and here he was licking her feet. “That feels good Harry, why don’t you massage my other foot with your tongue. In fact why don’t you pay tribute to all the ladies and lick their feet while you’re down there. The other ladies clapped and giggled their response to the suggestion. “I find it very arousing when my feet are licked by a male.” Mrs. Smith said as she slipped off her shoes. Almost at once all the ladies started shoving their feet at Harry forcing their feet down his throat with their eagerness to be pleasured. Harry must have spent twenty minutes as he went around the table orally serving each lady as a foot warmer. His last guest was Mrs. Johansen and he didn’t make a sound as he looked in between her legs and noticed she did not wear any underwear. He stared at her because this was his first look at a woman’s private area. He didn’t see it coming but Aunt Petunia noticed his staring and kicked him straight away. “I’m sorry Sarah but the boy was staring underneath your skirt.” Mrs. Johansen looked at Harry “I believe you must be punished for your actions, don’t you agree Petunia? Oh definitely Sarah what do you ladies think he should do for his punishment?” At first the ladies didn’t know what to say then one by one each started to grin an evil sort of grin. “If the boy is so interested what is under our skirts then why don’t we show him.” Mrs. Smith said. And with that she reached down under the table and hiked up her skirt showing a silky and lacy underwear. Without hesitation she grabbed Harry and pulled his head between her legs and pushed him up against her pussy. “See boy what happens when you are naughty, I suggest whatever team wins they use Harry however they choose as his punishment!” Aunt Petunia laughed and said I believe since he is my Nephew that I should be the one to introduce him into servitude. I was planning on doing it soon anyway might as well make it now. Harry get out of there and get the ataman and place it under the table.” Harry was scared at what the ladies were saying but he knew that this wasn’t going to end well for him. After doing as told he was forced back under the table and was told to lie down over the ataman and then Aunt Petunia pushed her chair in until Harry’s head rested on it. Then the other ladies placed his arms to either side of the table lying them across their own chairs and then same with his legs. Aunt Petunia hiked up her skirt and walked over to her chair. “Harry you have been a bad boy and all the ladies here need to have a turn punishing you!” “Yes Aunt Petunia, what are you going to do to me?” With that she planted her overweight ass down on Harry’s head, “I’m going to sit on your head for one entire game and each of us are going to do the same!” Harry didn’t have time to say anything else all he saw was this flabby ass that her underwear was barely covering any of it. He felt the cotton panties and skin of her ass rubbing against his face. He was trying to adjust to what had just happened when all of a sudden he felt his fingers from both sides being shoved inside each of the women and then they both sat down hard on his hands. And finally the last guest sat down on his legs making sure he could not escape. He was trapped and could not breath or move the ladies were bouncing up and down on his hands and if he tried to pull them out Aunt Petunia would just sit harder. The cards were dealt but the women had a hard time following the game each one of them were using various parts of Harry to orgasm. After fifteen minutes or so they got up and got some food and rotated positions. Harry tried to get up at that time but Mrs. Johansen pushed his head back down “No, no, no, you can’t escape you haven’t been punished by me yet and I have just started having fun!” She spread out her skirt and pushed her naked ass on to Harry’s nose then mouth and finally she sat full weight and covered his whole head. After a few seconds she lifted up “oh Harry you know that little tongue of yours needs to get busy, you had better use it for my pleasure and don’t stop until I get off!” After several minutes she started moving in a faster rhythm and then faster again until finally “yes, yes Harry right there yes, OH YES GET ME THERE OH, OH OHHH!” she shuddered hard and came against his face with another shuddering orgasm. This excited the other ladies and now the other two who had yet to enjoy his face were more excited to move positions. Mrs. McMillan who had started it all by pinching his ass had no qualms about what she was about to do. She lifted up her dress and sat gently down on the now very wet face of Harry. “Oh yes that feels so good I don’t want to play cards for just a minute let me enjoy this moment.” And with that she started bouncing up and down as if she was sitting on a big ball. Harry couldn’t believe what was transpiring he had spent many a night under the staircase dreaming of being with a woman and now he couldn’t get away or for that matter breath. He was however getting very tired he couldn’t believe that these women were so cruel in their own pleasure of using his face and tongue. And now he was sure that his nose was going to get broken with Mrs. McMillan bouncing up and down. Then all of a sudden she pushed his tongue and nose deep inside her and then he could feel even more weight being pushed down he was starting to feel tingling in his skull. Mrs. Smith climbed up and over Mrs. McMillan’s lap and sat down and started caressing her. The climax that soon followed was nothing more than ear shattering as Mrs. McMillan screamed out her pleasure. The ladies got off of Harry and started laughing at him as his face was just covered in creamy wetness of the last couple of orgasm’s that had happened right there on his face. Harry took the moment to catch his breath. Mrs. Smith didn’t give Harry much time because she had already shed her skirt and panties and sat down nude on his face. She though wasn’t sitting towards the table she was resting on back of the chair and was grinding back and forth slowly, this woman was going to make this one last for several minutes because she had gotten herself all hot and bothered from watching the other three ladies. She didn’t want to climax too soon. Meanwhile the other ladies were using Harries fingers to further put them into a state of grace. Oh why had not Petunia done this sooner thought Mrs. Smith? Harries smaller face fit real well between her ass cheeks and she wasn’t going to get up until she was quite satisfied. The card game had been given up some time ago as each woman put herself into a state of unheard of orgasmic pleasure. Next time the ladies got together it will be in a much better setting than around a card table. Meanwhile Harry was forced to lick Mrs. Smith’s ass until he thought for sure he could no longer use his tongue. But she forced him to go further than he thought possible. Finally without any yell at all Mrs. Smith clenched her ass cheeks together and tensed for several moments as she forced her fluids down Harry’s throat. Then she relaxed and finally she stood up and said a very gracious thanks to Harry. The ladies knew that they time was at an end as the clock on the wall struck the hour and the ladies cleaned themselves up while Harry was forced to clean up their mess. “Why not meet at my house next week, oh and Petunia bring Harry I think I would like to have him pleasure us some more!”