Janet turns the tables
After our last encounter I was very nervous of seeing Janet again and was uncertain of returning to the psychic research group in case she’d revealed what had occurred or created a scene. I really couldn’t gauge what she was intending. I needn’t have worried because to look at her you wouldn’t have thought anything had happened at all. I watched her closely for any telltale signs but everything seemed as it was before. I felt even more apprehensive when some of the others broached the subject of the séance we’d attended that night but it was alright.
Things went along as before for several weeks so I started to think that the events of that night had been a one off and that Janet had dismissed it. Then at the start of one of the meetings the organiser announced that we were going to have a table tilting experiment. We all sat around a table and I found myself sitting next to another female member, Mavis and another, older lady on my other side. The only one not sitting at the table was Janet who sat behind me. The organiser had already put blackout screens up at the windows and turned out the lights so it was pitch black. By the light of a torch he explained that Janet (an amateur photographer) had set up cameras loaded with infra red film at the four corners of the room and she would be taking photos at regular intervals using cable releases if there was any activity so that any fake activity could be detected. He turned his torch off and we were instructed to place our hands on the table with little fingers touching those of the person either side of us.
The experiment began with a locally well known medium taking charge and went through the standard preparations etc. The senses seemed heightened by the darkness and expectation…whether we anticipated trickery or genuine phenomena. Around twenty minutes into the sitting I became acutely aware of Janet’s scent. My fingers were still touching those of Mavis on one side and the older woman on my other. Suddenly I felt a finger stroking my neck and I jumped, Mavis asked if I was alright. Before I could answer I felt teeth gently tugging my earlobe…I said I was fine although I had difficulty keeping my voice steady because at that moment a tongue wormed it’s way into my ear and Janet’s scent intensified. I then felt Janet pressing her ample breasts against the back of my head as her hands moved down my chest and her fingers undoing the buttons of my shirt before caressing and twirling the hairs on my chest. Then her fingers found my nipple and she started nipping and stroking it erect. Her hand withdrew but the pressure on my back increased and I felt her fingers play across my lap. She slowly, silently, lowered my zip. Here I was, sitting in the dark with a group of people, my fingers touching the fingers of those sitting each side of me with this sexy woman teasing me unmercifully, knowing I couldn’t respond. She slipped her fingers inside the fly of my trousers and I held my breathe as I felt them slide into my underpants and take hold of my cock. She gently squeezed and released the shaft and my discomfort increased as my penis grew in answer to her ministrations. My whole being seemed concentrated on my cock as she stroked me, squeezed me and her fingertips drew the foreskin back and then she slid them over the glans which by then was wet with precum. I was convinced that the others would be able to smell my excitement…I was certainly aware of it myself. I feared that she would make me cum and at the same time I yearned for it and to hell with the consequences. Just then, as if through a muffled haze, I heard the medium bringing the proceedings to a close and Janet withdrew her fingers. We all took our hands off the table and I quickly pulled my zip up and wondered how I could hide the bulge in my crotch.
The lights were turned back on and mercifully the group remained seated while they asked questions of the medium and discussed what had happened at the sitting…what had happened? I was totally oblivious of whatever had occurred so I sat there silently dumbstruck.
My erection had thankfully deflated by the time the group stood and left the room although the inside of my underpants felt wet with precum. As usual the majority of the members retired to the pub afterwards. I said wasn’t going as I’d miss my bus but Janet told me she’d give me a lift home if I wanted…as you can imagine, I readily agreed…
to be continued if you’d like to hear more
Things went along as before for several weeks so I started to think that the events of that night had been a one off and that Janet had dismissed it. Then at the start of one of the meetings the organiser announced that we were going to have a table tilting experiment. We all sat around a table and I found myself sitting next to another female member, Mavis and another, older lady on my other side. The only one not sitting at the table was Janet who sat behind me. The organiser had already put blackout screens up at the windows and turned out the lights so it was pitch black. By the light of a torch he explained that Janet (an amateur photographer) had set up cameras loaded with infra red film at the four corners of the room and she would be taking photos at regular intervals using cable releases if there was any activity so that any fake activity could be detected. He turned his torch off and we were instructed to place our hands on the table with little fingers touching those of the person either side of us.
The experiment began with a locally well known medium taking charge and went through the standard preparations etc. The senses seemed heightened by the darkness and expectation…whether we anticipated trickery or genuine phenomena. Around twenty minutes into the sitting I became acutely aware of Janet’s scent. My fingers were still touching those of Mavis on one side and the older woman on my other. Suddenly I felt a finger stroking my neck and I jumped, Mavis asked if I was alright. Before I could answer I felt teeth gently tugging my earlobe…I said I was fine although I had difficulty keeping my voice steady because at that moment a tongue wormed it’s way into my ear and Janet’s scent intensified. I then felt Janet pressing her ample breasts against the back of my head as her hands moved down my chest and her fingers undoing the buttons of my shirt before caressing and twirling the hairs on my chest. Then her fingers found my nipple and she started nipping and stroking it erect. Her hand withdrew but the pressure on my back increased and I felt her fingers play across my lap. She slowly, silently, lowered my zip. Here I was, sitting in the dark with a group of people, my fingers touching the fingers of those sitting each side of me with this sexy woman teasing me unmercifully, knowing I couldn’t respond. She slipped her fingers inside the fly of my trousers and I held my breathe as I felt them slide into my underpants and take hold of my cock. She gently squeezed and released the shaft and my discomfort increased as my penis grew in answer to her ministrations. My whole being seemed concentrated on my cock as she stroked me, squeezed me and her fingertips drew the foreskin back and then she slid them over the glans which by then was wet with precum. I was convinced that the others would be able to smell my excitement…I was certainly aware of it myself. I feared that she would make me cum and at the same time I yearned for it and to hell with the consequences. Just then, as if through a muffled haze, I heard the medium bringing the proceedings to a close and Janet withdrew her fingers. We all took our hands off the table and I quickly pulled my zip up and wondered how I could hide the bulge in my crotch.
The lights were turned back on and mercifully the group remained seated while they asked questions of the medium and discussed what had happened at the sitting…what had happened? I was totally oblivious of whatever had occurred so I sat there silently dumbstruck.
My erection had thankfully deflated by the time the group stood and left the room although the inside of my underpants felt wet with precum. As usual the majority of the members retired to the pub afterwards. I said wasn’t going as I’d miss my bus but Janet told me she’d give me a lift home if I wanted…as you can imagine, I readily agreed…
to be continued if you’d like to hear more
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