17-05-2019, 07:13 PM
"I like you, Divya Singhal," he murmured, and her heart soared.
The rest of the meal they spent playing with their poor waitress. When she returned with their salads, the sway of her full chest under her thin blouse was quite evident. She was clearly embarrassed, but stood at their table when Akash asked her to stay.
"Unbutton the top three buttons, please," he growled. Divya giggled. Ramona was frankly blushing at this point, the bright red of her cheeks pleasing against her honey blonde hair.
"Please," she whispered.
"Nonsense," he retorted. "You're loving this, aren't you?"
She nodded, and tremblingly undid the top button, then the next two. Divya and Akash watched as she hesitatingly went to the lowest button. With these buttons undone, her blouse would gape to below her tits. She knew that if she were caught doing this, she would be fired, but she seemed to have no will of her own. She finally complied, undoing the last button. She stood up straight, her hands behind her back.
The young couple could see her breasts, larger than Divya's, through the opening of her blouse. Akash had her lean forward to get Divya's glass. As she did so, her breast slipped out of the opening. Divya reached forward and tweaked the large pink nipple. Ramona squeaked, but continued what she had been doing. They allowed her to button back up before she left.
Later, Divya had a wicked idea.
"Akash, you're enjoying this aren't you?"
"What gave you that idea," he smiled.
"This," she said, boldly caressing his erection through his pants.
"Mmm. I guess that is a dead giveaway, isn't it?"
"Go with me here, okay?"
"Sure thing, doll," he replied, looking at her quizzically. Without a word, looking him straight in the eye, she unbuckled his belt and pants. Pulling the zipper down, she reached her slender fingers inside and grasped his cock. Deftly, she pulled it out the front of his trousers and started stroking it gently. It was a lovely example, not too huge, but thick and hard, the circumcised head a dark and angry red. Her fingers barely reached all the way around its girth.
He gasped, feeling her cool fingers on his hardness. The sensations were delightful, and heightened by the danger of doing this in public. Her touch danced and caressed his aching erection, keeping him on the edge while he nervously finished off his steak. He offered her a piece, which she accepted, her red lips stained with the juices.
"Ohh, lover," she whispered, "I definitely like your steak. She leaned in and kissed him deeply again, her tongue wrestling with his. She caught the sight of Ramona coming back, and pulled away. "Drop your napkin," she hissed. He obeyed.
Despite her nerves, Ramona had been enjoying every moment. She had never felt so turned on in her life. This kid and his women were so wild! Her legs were like jelly, and she was sure that every one of her customers could tell how aroused she was. But she had managed to keep it together, although she had had to take a break in the bathroom to touch herself, wildly fingering herself to a quick and rough orgasm before making a desperate attempt to dry off her dripping snatch.
When she saw the napkin flutter to the ground, she swooped down automatically to pick it up. At this point she was confronted by the rude sight of the young man's hard cock being stroked right in front of her nose.
"Take him in your mouth," came the soft yet insistent instruction from the girl. She obeyed instinctively, feeling the bulbous head pass her lips, hot and soft, then the hard shaft, an inch or two forcing its way into her mouth. The head rested heavily on her tongue, the salty pre-cum filling her senses. She sensed rather than saw the small hand speeding up on the rest of the shaft, increasing its pressure. She helped out the effort by sucking on the head, rasping her tongue across the sensitive skin under the ridge.
And then her mouth suddenly filled with an explosion of hot creamy cum, the head expanding with each burst. Her mouth overflowed with the stuff, salty, bitter, so wrong and yet so delicious.
"Don't swallow," came the growl of the man, and she desperately tried to obey, her cheeks bulging out with the collection of sperm. Several more jerks of ejaculate came from his cock, and she let the head slip from her mouth to give herself that much more room to collect the stuff. After the last dribble emerged, she stood up and handed the napkin to him. Proudly, she stood there with her mouth stuffed with his come.
"Spit." He held out an empty glass. She leaned over and allowed the gooey mass of mixed semen and saliva to pour out of her mouth and into the glass. Her eyes fluttered closed for a second, as a spasm ran through her.
"God, that was hot," she murmured, tasting the sticky residue of him in her mouth, and then smiling at the two.
"Nicely done," Divya smiled back at her, all annoyance gone. She couldn't hold a grudge against the waitress, not now. And the two women smiled conspiratorially together.
"Would you please get us a flan?" Akash's request brought Ramona back to her senses.
"Certainly, Sir," she replied, smiling coquettishly. Her smile still appeared pearly, and a drop of cum lay on her chin. She turned and walked proudly through the restaurant. Nobody else knew what had happened here tonight, but she had had a sexual awakening.
And when the flan came, Akash poured the contents of the glass over the caramel dessert and wordlessly offered it to his date. She looked at him, lust burning through her eyes, and took up a fork to eat the delicious treat.
The rest of the meal they spent playing with their poor waitress. When she returned with their salads, the sway of her full chest under her thin blouse was quite evident. She was clearly embarrassed, but stood at their table when Akash asked her to stay.
"Unbutton the top three buttons, please," he growled. Divya giggled. Ramona was frankly blushing at this point, the bright red of her cheeks pleasing against her honey blonde hair.
"Please," she whispered.
"Nonsense," he retorted. "You're loving this, aren't you?"
She nodded, and tremblingly undid the top button, then the next two. Divya and Akash watched as she hesitatingly went to the lowest button. With these buttons undone, her blouse would gape to below her tits. She knew that if she were caught doing this, she would be fired, but she seemed to have no will of her own. She finally complied, undoing the last button. She stood up straight, her hands behind her back.
The young couple could see her breasts, larger than Divya's, through the opening of her blouse. Akash had her lean forward to get Divya's glass. As she did so, her breast slipped out of the opening. Divya reached forward and tweaked the large pink nipple. Ramona squeaked, but continued what she had been doing. They allowed her to button back up before she left.
Later, Divya had a wicked idea.
"Akash, you're enjoying this aren't you?"
"What gave you that idea," he smiled.
"This," she said, boldly caressing his erection through his pants.
"Mmm. I guess that is a dead giveaway, isn't it?"
"Go with me here, okay?"
"Sure thing, doll," he replied, looking at her quizzically. Without a word, looking him straight in the eye, she unbuckled his belt and pants. Pulling the zipper down, she reached her slender fingers inside and grasped his cock. Deftly, she pulled it out the front of his trousers and started stroking it gently. It was a lovely example, not too huge, but thick and hard, the circumcised head a dark and angry red. Her fingers barely reached all the way around its girth.
He gasped, feeling her cool fingers on his hardness. The sensations were delightful, and heightened by the danger of doing this in public. Her touch danced and caressed his aching erection, keeping him on the edge while he nervously finished off his steak. He offered her a piece, which she accepted, her red lips stained with the juices.
"Ohh, lover," she whispered, "I definitely like your steak. She leaned in and kissed him deeply again, her tongue wrestling with his. She caught the sight of Ramona coming back, and pulled away. "Drop your napkin," she hissed. He obeyed.
Despite her nerves, Ramona had been enjoying every moment. She had never felt so turned on in her life. This kid and his women were so wild! Her legs were like jelly, and she was sure that every one of her customers could tell how aroused she was. But she had managed to keep it together, although she had had to take a break in the bathroom to touch herself, wildly fingering herself to a quick and rough orgasm before making a desperate attempt to dry off her dripping snatch.
When she saw the napkin flutter to the ground, she swooped down automatically to pick it up. At this point she was confronted by the rude sight of the young man's hard cock being stroked right in front of her nose.
"Take him in your mouth," came the soft yet insistent instruction from the girl. She obeyed instinctively, feeling the bulbous head pass her lips, hot and soft, then the hard shaft, an inch or two forcing its way into her mouth. The head rested heavily on her tongue, the salty pre-cum filling her senses. She sensed rather than saw the small hand speeding up on the rest of the shaft, increasing its pressure. She helped out the effort by sucking on the head, rasping her tongue across the sensitive skin under the ridge.
And then her mouth suddenly filled with an explosion of hot creamy cum, the head expanding with each burst. Her mouth overflowed with the stuff, salty, bitter, so wrong and yet so delicious.
"Don't swallow," came the growl of the man, and she desperately tried to obey, her cheeks bulging out with the collection of sperm. Several more jerks of ejaculate came from his cock, and she let the head slip from her mouth to give herself that much more room to collect the stuff. After the last dribble emerged, she stood up and handed the napkin to him. Proudly, she stood there with her mouth stuffed with his come.
"Spit." He held out an empty glass. She leaned over and allowed the gooey mass of mixed semen and saliva to pour out of her mouth and into the glass. Her eyes fluttered closed for a second, as a spasm ran through her.
"God, that was hot," she murmured, tasting the sticky residue of him in her mouth, and then smiling at the two.
"Nicely done," Divya smiled back at her, all annoyance gone. She couldn't hold a grudge against the waitress, not now. And the two women smiled conspiratorially together.
"Would you please get us a flan?" Akash's request brought Ramona back to her senses.
"Certainly, Sir," she replied, smiling coquettishly. Her smile still appeared pearly, and a drop of cum lay on her chin. She turned and walked proudly through the restaurant. Nobody else knew what had happened here tonight, but she had had a sexual awakening.
And when the flan came, Akash poured the contents of the glass over the caramel dessert and wordlessly offered it to his date. She looked at him, lust burning through her eyes, and took up a fork to eat the delicious treat.
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Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me
Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me