I had decided to convert my loss making farm to a WAM centre.There was still much to do and I asked Maggie and Linda to think about what we needed for the farm as we would have to cater for a variety of customers. We needed to replace some of the furniture. I wanted to provide a classy establishment and was surprised when they suggested we get some inflatable chairs.
I was smartly dressed in a white cold shoulder, knee-length dress with a floral design. I had teamed with a pair of white stiletto court shoes. Maggie led me through to see one. They had obtained. She showed me the round inflatable chair. It had a backrest and its seat was set quite deep.
"What I like is the seat has a capacity to hold quite a lot, so it is great to sit in," Maggie told me as she poured a large bucket of warm custard into it.
"Oh," she said as she put her finger into the custard on the seat.
"What," I replied, stepping towards the chair looking into it.
"Above you" She said.
I turned slightly confused and felt downward pressure on my shoulders whilst I was still unbalanced. I found myself sitting in the pool of custard on the seat.
"What are you doing? I have six men coming to be interviewed," I yelled.
"Calm down, Linda has that under control," Maggie said whilst removing my shoes.
"What do you mean?" I asked as I felt the warm wet stickiness of the custard soaking through my dress.
"We asked them to come in earlier so we could run some tests," Maggie explained as her hands each grasped one of my ankles and pushed them apart. My dress rode up past my knees which also separated. I felt the warmth flow past my knees and inside my dress embracing my inner thighs with its warmth. It pooled inside my dress flowing steadily to my panties, its warmth easily penetrated their thin material and warmed my pussy.
"MMM," I murmured as I felt it warmth gather and cling to my panties. Immobilised by the pleasant sensations, I just lay there as Maggie used my shoes to spoon it over me. She covered my bare shoulders and poured it inside my dress over my cleavage.
"I am the boss here!" I asserted.as Maggie cut my bra straps with scissors.
"Hey," I called out as she pulled the bra from me.
"Ooooh," I moaned as she massaged my slippery custardy breasts.
The door opened and Linda led six men into the room all wearing white formal with a tie, black trousers and smart black shoes. It was not how you picture things from that description. Ties were bound around wrists behind their backs with their shoes in their hands as they walked in slowly hobbled by the trousers down around their ankles.
I looked on fascinated as Linda led them to encircle my chair. I didn't know which way to look as in every direction was a bulge held at bay by the variety of men's underwear. The warm custard soaking through my panties was not the only thing making my pussy feel hot.
I watched as Linda used one of the men's shoes to fill the breast pocket of his shirt before rubbing it in to his shirt and his manly chest. She poured more inside and outside of his shirt I watched as it ran down his body and some dripped on his legs. She continued to use his shoe and ladled custard into the front and the rear of his pants
"How does that feel does that feel good?" Linda asked as she rubbed his very full pants squeezing his erection through them making it grow even more straining against his pants.
"What a stiff cock you have," she said and then gave him a wedgie forcing some of the custard to overflow escaping leaving trails down his thighs.
Maggie joined in and they gave each of the other five similar treatment and there were six pairs of male pants full of hard cocks and custard.
"I am going to untie your hands but only on the understanding you are not allowed to touch yourself," Maggie instructed. Distracted, I didn't see Linda approach and gave a small scream as it landed on my head and covered my face. It glooped all over my dress and could feel its weight on me. I was completely covered except for my feet and legs below the knee which overhung the seat.
Linda spotted this too and instructed two men to each take a foot and massage custard into my stockinged nylon covered feet and legs.
"Concentrate on pleasuring this lady with your hands and mouths, because if you lose focus there will be forfeits. Linda and I will test your staying power by teasing you but you are not allowed to cum" explained Maggie.
To illustrate their point Linda pulled the pants down on the guy kneeling at my left foot. They rubbed their feet against his cock and ass using their toes, heels and soles. They rubbed him to the brink of cuming as he moaned. His fingers suddenly gripped my ankle very tightly and they stopped leaving him on the brink.
All the men were around me now. Six busy pairs of hands rubbing stroking caressing. whilst mouths sucked my nipples, nibbled my toes and kissed and licked me all over. As they gave me an all over sexual workout on the outside and fingers inside me worked my body.
Linda and Maggie moved around holding stiff cocks in their hands, sucking balls, licking perineums kissing asses. They teased but didn't satisfy.
My breathing was getting faster and the fingers inside me were getting faster and other fingers had found my clit.I was so excited that my whole body tremored and I screamed with pleasure.
The girls continued to tease the cocks, until I recovered sprawled in custard on an inflatable chair.
"Anyone want to come in our mouths?" asked Linda who was answered by an eager chorus.
"We need flexible staff who are comfortable if a cock accidentally touches him. So you can either wank your own cocks into our mouths or pair up and jerk each other," Maggie explained and then added, "but if you jerk your own we won' be inviting you back.
It took a second then two men stood either side of my face and wanked each others cock into my mouth. Their cum mingled in my mouth and I opened it wide to show them before swallowing. This was mirrored by Maggie kneeling between to others The final two seeing the others do it nodded at each other and Linda swallowed their load.
The men pulled back on their soiled clothes and Maggie and Linda led them out as I wallowed in the custard mess.