The Wakefield Cases 2; Lady Penelope's Pearls, Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Wakefield Cases 2; Lady Penelope's Pearls, Part 1

... more comfortable. Hatty was halfway through hers but when she saw I had finished she handed me another. Six drinks later I was quite sure if Hatty was still only on her first or if it was just my imagination. ”Sugar?” ”Yes, Hatty?” ”Do you like... girls?” ”Erm..” ”Do you like her?” she said and gestured towards the stage where several girls had now joined the first three. ”She's... Erm.. She's really.. Really pretty,” I replied. ”Prettier than me?” asked Hatty and pouted. ”No, no, you're... Beautiful,” I replied. ”Aww, you really think so?” I nodded and swayed slightly. ”But you can't see me properly! Here, look now!” She got up and twirled around slowly for me. ”You're... You're very pretty!” ”Would you like to see more?” ”Yes.” ”Come with me. Let's go backstage.” She took my hand and lead me out a door near the bar. I smiled foolishly and even waved at the bartender in passing. We went up and staircase and passed several girls in doing so. Once upstairs she turned to me. ”We could have gone downstairs, but you strike me as an upstairs kind of guy.” I was about to inquire as to her meaning, when she opened a door and guided me inside. The rooms contained a large bed, which was unmade, candles and a chair. The walls were decorated with dusty red drapes and the music from downstairs could be clearly heard through the floor. Hatty pushed my down unto the bed. ”Now you just watch,” she smiled. ”Okay,” I grinned. Hatty unzipped her dress and slowly began to pull it off – ...

... revealing that she wore nothing but a bra underneath it. Her ribs were visible and I saw several bruises, but I didn't care. My eyes were fixed upon her breasts as she undid her bra and threw it on the floor. ”Do you like that?” she whispered. ”This is... I can't... You're...” ”I'm not a slave. I want you tonight, sugar, and if you want me too I'll make you happy!” she smiled. ”Turn around,” I whispered and so she did. Hatty bend over slowly thus showing me everything and I felt a familiar twitch in my cock. I got up and removed my coat, but then she turned before I could take off anything more. ”Let me, sugar!” The unbuttoned my vest and shirt and pulled them off. She then opened my belt and pulled down my trousers while kneeling down herself. My cock was not yet hard but when Hatty brushed her hand over it thought the fabric of my underwear it visibly reacted. ”Someone wants to play.” ”Please,” I moaned. She smiled and turned toward a small cupboard, while I removed the rest of my garments. When walked back towards me she had something concealed in her hand. Hatty knelt down before me and reached out for me whilst placing a condom on the floor. She looked up at me and giggled. ”You look so tired, poor thing!” ”I am. I...” ”Poor, poor thing..” She began stroking my cock and occasionally sucked on the tip of my member as it expanded rapidly in her hands. I slowly took a step backwards and sat down on the bed. Hatty followed me. She grabbed my hips and now took my erect cock in her ...