Sitting at her lectern, getting ready to start the auction at her own auction house.

With all of the punters taking their seating, the building was packed out.

Caroline started off the auction with lot number one.

Soon the price of the items grew, Caroline was starting to get into a rhythm, as the ever growing public was bidding away.

Then Caroline jumped up from her seat, everyone in front of her just thought that she was getting into the swing of this certain item that had reached a princely bid of 880 pounds, and still climbing.

But what the public didn’t know, was why Caroline looked startled at that time, because she too didn’t know who it was that had wedged themselves under the lectern, and was holding a vibrator, which was directed between her legs where she was seated.

She couldn’t stop the bidding, and look down at what was vibrating between her legs, and who startled her so much, but all she could see was an outstretched arm, that was up her skirt, and stopping the bidding would only attract more attention.

Caroline had no choice but to carry on as if nothing was happening to her.

The bidding from the room and online was getting intense, Caroline was still calling out, even when the tip of the vibrator pressed against her clit, sending shock waves through her body, from above the lectern, no one would’ve guess that she was being molested and on her way to having an orgasm in front of her audience.

The impact on Caroline was immeasurable, only she, could hear the buzzing from the toy, which the buzzing note on the vibe changed, whenever the vibrator was being placed between her legs, and how hard the pressure was being applied.

Sitting back down, Caroline began to feel the effects of the toy, her legs had opened, allowing more freedom for whoever was giving her this unexpected and welcomed pleasure.

Squirming on her chair, Caroline tried hard not to show how turned on she was becoming, even when the vibrator wasn’t touching her, there seemed to be shock waves coming from the toy, and hitting her highly sensitive clit.

Caroline was trying to stay in control of everything, but with the pressure of an orgasm building up inside her body, her breathing started to falter, getting her words out to her audience was a struggle.

“ohh", was a sign from Caroline, that her vagina was now beginning to let her poise and dignity down.

Sucking in a lung full of air, “ohh god".

Once she knew that these ‘ohhs' sounds were coming from her, she improvised very quickly by amending her cries.

“Ohh”... come on, one more bid, and I have “ohh... I have sixty two pounds, who will... will... will be, oh god, oh god”.

Her ability to finish sentences was beginning to wain.

The reason being, is because whoever was under the lectern, had changed their tactics, by pulling her panties to one side, and slid the vibrating toy into her pussy, making her clamp her thighs together, trapping the toy and the hand.

Signs above the lectern seemed to appear normal, by not moving her upper body, this was down to Caroline’s ability to hide her arousal that had her writhing her lower body.

She tried her best to stay calm and look normal above the lectern, but below, she was losing the battle, and she knew it.

As the tip of the vibrator steadily disappeared inside her pussy, the vibrating barrel was pressing against her clit from within.

It was then, that some of the audience noticed how Caroline’s demeanour started to change.

Her voice was sounding different, instead of being forceful and dominant of self control, she was leaning forwards over the lectern, the gavel in her hand was noticeably being gripped tighter and shaking, her breathing had intermittent pauses as she gasped out words that had nothing to do with the auction etiquette.

Caroline was in a full mode cover up, but was failing, shifting her weight, side to side on the chair, her pussy was contracting around this toy that was invading her intimately, her lips clamped tightly around the plastic toy

“Argh Jesus”, the way this person below was putting her through intense hell, was not only unforgivable, but welcomed with open arms.

Clenching her teeth as more moans and now panting is leaving her in absolute ecstasy, holding her head high was nigh on impossible, she collapsed on top of the lectern, crying out obscenities. Her orgasm was well and truly upon her right now.

Why it was that no one around her couldn’t see what she was going through, remains a mystery.

It was blatantly obvious what was happening to Caroline, her moans and incoherent sentences was evidence alone.

Relentlessly, the vibrator continued to trace the full length of her pussy lips, moisture was spewing out from her swollen lips.

“Oh fuck", she cried out, with her eyes tightly shut as her fight against cumming continued.

Below, her thighs opened and closed each time her clit was hit by the vibe, pushing her hips forwards to try and have the vibrator tight up against her sensitive lips.

“oh my god", more words of ecstasy was pouring out from her mouth.

Whoever was below the lectern, knew how far they could go, before Caroline succumb to her much needed orgasm, and it wasn’t quite finished yet, as her inevitable orgasm tore through her body.

Much relief for Caroline came when the vibrator was pulled away from her pussy, leaving her panting until she could feel her clit going back under the hood from where it came.

Still heavily panting, she looked up at all of the faces staring back at her.

Flustered, and slightly dishevelled, she started to regain some sort of normality.

That was, until she felt her legs being parted again, bracing herself for another onslaught of vibrations, she was going to be disappointed.

Instead, through her wet knickers, she felt a hot breath swamping the area where the vibrator had been, and still is a highly sensitive part of her anatomy.

A prolonged closure of her eyes again, told her that she was going to have to endure more tormenting.

A finger was pulling the leg of Caroline’s panties to one side, she wanted it to penetrate her lips, but instead, she felt air rushing over them.

“ohh fuck, not again" she muttered to herself, she knew that this torture was having its desired affect on her, with her clit coming out from hiding once again, as it started to swell and pulse as the air hit it.

Once more, the lower half of Caroline’s body was shifting and thrusting towards the source of where this warm air was coming from.

Trying to hold her breath, so that once again, no one will notice how aroused she was getting, she let out a big sigh, “dear god".

She didn’t know how much longer she could take this, her thighs were trembling with desire and anticipation.

“fuck".

What she wasn’t expecting, had got her swearing, what she felt between her leg’s, was a tip of a tongue that flicked the gentlest of flicks to her clit.

Juices started pouring from her pussy, the tongue lapped up what Caroline could jettison out from her body.

Where before she had the presence of mind to switch off the microphone when the vibrator was giving her pleasure, this time, she forgot.

“oh god, lick me".

Her audience was silent and stunned to hear what she was saying, they couldn’t understand why she was saying this either, because they couldn’t see what was going on behind the lectern.

The grip on the gavel tightened up once more, but her other hand went down between her legs, and onto the back of the head that was licking her out.

Shuffling forwards, and pulling the head, the tongue slid from her clit, and into the depths of her pussy.

Pulses was contracting her inner lining, Caroline wasn’t in control of her own destiny, it was her pussy doing all of the talking now.

Her face was flushed from her lust, she wanted to cum so much, with her thighs splayed wide, and with her knickers pulled to one side, the tongue floating inside of her, licked the walls of her vagina.

Sending Caroline into a delirium of an orgasmic suspension.

Juices continued to exit from her crack, she was moaning more than she had done before.

Spurting her clear cream over the face of who got her to this point, she pushed her hips forwards even more and contracted her vagina muscles with all of her might, so that anymore of her juices would go directly into the mouth of her tormentor.

Sporadic breathing pattern allowed her to push herself through her orgasm.

The audience sat with open mouths, as they watched Caroline struggle with her lower body as she finished off her orgasm. With her head and arms resting on the top of the lectern, the microphone picked up her sobbing, and saying to herself.

“please god, my vagina is tingling so much, I hope no one could see what I’ve been through".

Exhausted and lightheaded, Caroline completely forgotten who it was that gave her this intense orgasm, until now.

Looking down between her legs, she hoped to thank her tormentor for giving the best orgasm she has ever experienced.

But all she could see, through her panting, was an empty space, apart from the stool she was sitting on, that had a dark patch where some of her juices came to rest.

Then focusing better through her afterglow, the vibrator lying on the floor glistening.

It was eight inches long of wonderful memories.

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