Wankers Model

Looking in the mirror, as I closed the last button on the top of my dress, I admired how my large tits strained against the soft, filmy fabric. I also was aware that I was slightly nervous. Although this was not my first time, previously it had been with a group of other girls. But today I was solo, and in a much smaller venue. A room with a low stage in the corner, about 2 feet high, I believe. In addition a much smaller audience, I am told ten men in total!
I make my way through to the room, as I walk across to the stage I am welcomed with “hello darling” “alright sexy” etcetera. I climb onto the stage and sit on the wooden chair. Crossing my legs as the men crowded around.
I recognised a couple of faces from earlier exhibitions. One in particular I knew, would, shall we say the most liberated!
So it begins. I uncross my legs, surreptitiously raising my skirt a little. I repeat this a few times, each movement revealing a little more of my sheer, black stocking tops.
My ‘liberated friend’ begins to move in closer, and already is rubbing himself through his jeans. Ha, par for the course I thought, I bet he will be the first to have his cock out.
I continue this for a few minutes until my stocking tops are exposed, along with some of my soft, warm thighs. I sit this way for a spell, looking around at the men, eager anticipation on their faces as they ogled me. Most were touching themselves in one way or another. I loved this it was so exciting being leered at, the object of desire and sex.
Next I begin to slowly undo my buttons on the dress, revealing gradually my cleavage. Sitting like this, and still crossing and uncrossing my legs, prompted the last of them to finally get their cocks out, and start stroking them.
Ten men standing and pushing close to the stage, and I still basically dressed. I am feeling a bit turned on!
Eventually, though no too quickly, just to tease my band of wankers, the last button is undone. I let the dress fall to the ground. Now I undo the bra, slowly still teasing. The clasp undone, I hold the cups over my breasts, before letting it fall to the ground. Sighs and moans of approval whispered along the line of goggled eyed masturbators.
Uncrossing my legs I sit with them spread wide, the little triangle of my thong, concealing just, my pussy.
A little bit of jostling now as each man tries to get that, essential, central position.
Remember my ‘liberated friend’ well true to form; he was the first to lose it. I watched, as did the other men, as he very noisily shot his spunk on to the stage in front of me. He moaned and groaned, saying how gorgeous I was, as the spunk flew. After he finished he went to sit at the back of the room; but I knew he would be back.
The other men meanwhile seemed to be even more excited, after witnessing one of their number cum.
I hadn’t really moved after that episode deciding to wait a minute or two, for the others to calm down a bit.
But now I stood turning my back to the guys, and hooking my thumbs into my thong, I bent forward, presenting my arse to the wankers, there was an audible groan of appreciation amongst them. Then very slowly I pulled my thong over my backside and down to my knees. Standing upright I removed the thong.
I stood facing them with only my black stockings and suspender belt on, displaying my very neatly trimmed bush.
I saw a guy on my right as tossed himself off all over the stage, it was an impressive amount. A little tingle of excitement rippled through me, realizing I had caused that.
Turning around once again my back to them, my legs wide I bent over giving a good view of my cunt. This tipped some more men to spunk off, so, so exciting, I was beginning to feel a bit wet.
The musky smell of spunk filled the small room now. I glanced down and saw the amount of spunk around me.
By now more than half of the men had cum, and drifted off to the back. Then I noticed the liberated one was back, sporting a massive hard on.
Now there is not supposed to be any contact, the men knew they could not touch. But I felt very horny now, and decided to step down and walk amongst the remaining few. I let them touch me a bit, as I walked around them, brushing, teasingly, their cocks. But when I reached liberated, who was wanking furiously as he ogled my naked body, I moved his hand and placed mine around his cock. The others gathered around us pushing up close, even a couple of men who had already shot their load joined in.
Hands were exploring my body now; fingers were everywhere, as they fondled me. From behind hard cocks were pushing against me. Then a guy behind me grunted and I felt his spunk hit me.
Fuck this was making me so horny!
I moved away from the group, and laid down on the floor, fingering and rubbing myself as I lay there. The group of about six now, came over to me.
“Wank those cocks boys and shoot all your cum over me” I said.
Liberated man was the first as he stood astride me and soon the first spurt hit my stomach, with a fair amount of force, not bad for a second cumming.
He was soon replaced with another, whose first jet hit my face, and the spurt after spurt hit me. More men stood above me with rigid cocks being wanked. And more and more spunk was shot over my body. I was drenched!
The last one finished and I brought myself off to another orgasm.
Someone gave a hand to pull me up, as I stood cum was dripping off me.
What a great time we all had, if I am offered another evening like this again, well count me in.
Hell I might even do it for free.