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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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My friend Sue wanted to throw a dinner party with a difference. All the guests were sexually liberated or had expressed an interest in broadening their horizons and some knew each other through friends, clubs and from Fab.
Invitations were sent; cream cards with black embossed ink and they simply stated 'Dress for dinner, no underwear allowed, hands must stay above the table... you must not react or alert the other dinner guests to anything that you experience over the course of dinner'
8 guests duly arrived, ladies in cocktail dresses, gentlemen in tuxedos, all very proper!
Canapés were served and one by one the guests were discreetly given the same instructions plus, 'Do not show any reactions, do not discuss anything about your experience here tonight with the other guests and be ready for anything'!
The table, circular with a 2 metre diameter was laid with a white linen cloth that touched the floor. The place settings were arranged and each guest was shown where to sit.
Introductions made, the guests sat down and waited. There was a palpable frisson of excitement in the room and the sexual excitement was building noticeably.
The odd lick of lips, a touch of cleavage perspiration and a couple of guys clearly getting a little uncomfortable with growing erections.
The door to the dining room opened and the starters were wheeled in by a naked waiter and waitress.
The waiter was Arabian, handsome with piercing blue eyes, smooth milk chocolate skin, defined pecs, strong muscular legs, a bubble butt and 7 inches of uncut prime cock hanging over a smooth and rather impressive set of balls.
The waitress was a flame haired Irish girl, a curvy size 12 with pale skin, pert 34c tits with upwardly pointing, beautifully pink nipples, shoulder length hair the colour of copper and a smooth, shaved pussy with slightly prominent lips and an inviting gap between them that glistened in the light.
Their was a collective gasp from the guests and as each person was served, the waiting staff did their best to get just that little bit closer than necessary.
Starters were served and the guests began to chatter and enjoy their food.
Angela, a curvy lady in her early 50's stopped suddenly mid sentence and flushed brightly. She quickly regained her composure but there was obviously something affecting her.
Under the table, a pair of strong hands had grasped Angela's knees and forced them apart. Her dress was pushed upwards and she felt warm breath blowing on her pussy.
She did her best to hold her composure as she felt a wet, talented tongue lick her quim, slowly and rhythmically from bottom to top. Each lick ending with a tantalising flick of her clitoris.
She could feel her juices start to flow, the unseen mouth silently drinking her honey.
The fact that she had no idea who this tongue belonged to made her even wetter, she could feel her orgasm building, she gripped the edge of the table, the other guests pausing their conversation to watch...
Her pussy started to pulse, her legs turned to jelly and her clit was engorged! Suddenly, as she was about to go over the edge, the tongue withdrew abruptly, her legs were firmly closed and she was left hanging at the peak of sexual tension... unfulfilled!
Angela rejoined the conversation, her breathing a little shallow after her encounter. The topic was restaurants and Daniel, a strapping sporty 28 year old was mid-flow talking about a great Italian place he knew when he felt his flies being pulled down.
Ever the cool guy, he carried on talking without a hiccup and he didn't miss a beat as a hand reached in and deftly pulled out his sizeable flaccid cock and balls in one swift movement.
Daniel was being expertly wanked to erection under the table. He could feel his cock hardening and he was conscious that he was still the main focus of the conversation.
He cleverly threw a question out to the guy opposite and the focus shifted away from Daniel.
This allowed him to slightly shift down I'm his chair to give more access to the unknown hand under the table.
He was rock hard. Suddenly his helmet was sucked into a hot mouth. His cock was being sucked into this strangers throat like a Hoover! He'd never been sucked like this before!
PART TWO
A couple of the other guests looked over and Daniel gave them a weak smile. He was trying hard to keep his hands above the table, desperate to know who was expertly tonguing his shaft, cupping his balls and stirring his cum to boiling point.
The mouth on his cock pulled off and he thought "No"! Then suddenly his engorged cock was plunged into an ice cold mouth.
Daniel gasped and bit his lip, the unseen mouth was now filled with ice cubes! The chill of the ice and the heat of the tongue was too much to bear, Daniel clenched his thighs and spurted his cum into the hungry mouth.
5, 6, 7 heavy squirts. Each one making his balls tense strongly and his asshole clench tight.
Beads of sweat on his brow and his hands gripping the table, were the only signs visible to the other diners that all was not quite what it seemed. Underneath the cloth, Daniel was aware that he had just experienced the strongest orgasm of his life and desperately wanted to know who had taken him to such heights of pleasure.
He felt his cock and balls being gently tucked away and his flies silently closed. He smiled and rejoined the conversation.
Starters were finished and Sue, the hostess, rang a small table bell to summon the waiting staff.
Once again the Arabian guy and the flame haired Irish girl entered the room naked and cleared away the dishes, replenished wine glasses and moved gracefully, flirtatiously around the room.
Angela suddenly felt her legs pulled apart again. She jumped as she felt a couple of fingers expertly part her lips. She was waiting for the heat of breath, the hot tongue on her clit to finish what was started earlier and was suddenly shocked to feel a mouth clamp over her wet pussy and something cold touching her moist hole.
She felt a tongue push something hard and cold into her and realised she was having an ice cube pushed inside her cunt!
The mouth pulled away and a long finger pushed the ice cube deep into her overheating pussy! The finger withdrew and her legs were firmly closed.
The feeling was indescribable, she could feel her boiling cunt gripping the cube, melting it and the cold water begin to run out of her slit.
The sensation was too much, she felt her pussy spasm and she enjoyed a delicious, silent orgasm. Her hot juices mixing with the cold melted ice ran out of her and she could feel her ass and thighs getting wet.
The other guests were oblivious, all except Sue who had planned the whole evening and knew exactly what was planned for each of her guests.
Next to Angela was Gary. A plumber by trade. Shaved head, a couple of tattoos and a chunky build meant he got his fair share of sex.
He was reaching for his wine when he caught an unmistakable aroma. He could smell a rampant, musky pussy! He followed his nose and his eyes met Angela's. He licked his lips and whispered "I can smell your cunt and it's making me hungry"!
Angela flushed and licked her lips.... She would quite happily climb on the table right now and let this hunky plumber clear out her pipes!
She was desperate to be fucked!
Dinner was being served and the Arabian waiter walked in carrying a silver serving dish with a lid. He stopped in front of Lucy.
At 26 she was the youngest guest and had met Sue when she sold her the house. Lucy was an estate agent and they had struck up a friendship with benefits.
Lucy was bisexual and had the most delicious and talented pussy Sue had ever tasted.
Lucy was quite convinced that her pussy had a life force of its own.
When it was horny and needed feeding, it would quite literally chew her panties!
She could be in the middle of something far removed from sex and she would feel a heat build in her belly. The fire would spread downwards and her pussy would almost boil in its own juices.
She often had to resort to whatever was at hand in order to satisfy its craving and had shoved all manner of things up her from telephone handsets to plastic bottles!
The men she had fucked had often said how they felt their cocks were being chewed by her tight, hairless box.
The Arabian waiter pulled the lid off the serving dish to reveal his thick, dark, 10 inch cock in all its erect glory.
Lucy's pussy quite literally squirted red hot juice about 2ft across the carpet. She felt immediate heat and her pussy walls began to grind together, attempting to pull in whatever it could find!
The waiter took her hand and led her swiftly out of the room.
He stopped right outside the door, closed it behind them and forced Lucy's back against the wall. He lifted her legs up over his arms and her dress fell up around her hips.
Her cunt was snapping like a Venus fly trap and with one swift movement, he pushed his thick 10 inches right up her hungry hole.
She was pinned against the wall with the most beautiful cock. Impaled on this handsome guys meat and her pussy immediately went to work!
Her vaginal walls were milking his cock hard, her juices were pouring over his cock and running down her arse. He clit throbbed and she knew her pussy wouldn't let him withdraw.
He slammed hard into her and her cunt convulsed as she came. She let out a guttural scream as her pussy clamped his cock hard. She felt him tense and he emptied his balls deep into her. She could feel his cum pour into her and her pussy sucked it all in, her lips tightening in case it should lose a drop.
Silently he withdrew, lowered her legs, opened the door and pushed her back into the dining room.
The other diners could quite clearly see she had been fucked mercilessly and had heard her scream when she came.
She took her chair and sat down. Her satisfied cunt full of Arabia's finest cream!
Part 3 to follow |
Cnt wait for part 3
