Experience date night at a restaurant. Just as it says, baby! Enjoy!
Hello, my lovely subscribers. Today I'm going to do a little short story about giving a blowjob at a restaurant. It's going to be sneaky, it's going to be sexy, and it's going to be hot.
Are you ready? Okay, let's fucking do it. We walk into the restaurant.
We're very excited about going out to eat. It's been a while, but the back of our mind says, we want to do something kinky, delicious, a little bit taboo and public. I have a plan, but I haven't told you what it is yet.
You're very excited about what it's going to be. You have no idea. I give you a hug as we walk through the door and snuggle against your arm.
I'm ready to enjoy a meal with you where neither of us have to do any work. It will be just delivered to us, and so that alone is a very special, fun thing. We've been dating for about a year and things are getting more serious.
We are starting to explore a little bit more sexually because we are both feeling more comfortable and relaxed and into trying things, which of course you need to trust in the comfort level there first. I know that I want to make you come, but I kind of don't. I kind of want to edge you.
So we'll see what happens in this little scenario. As the hostess leads us through the restaurant, many people have happy looks on their faces, faces of enjoyment. They look happy.
They are enjoying their food, their drink, and their company. We are smiling at each other. We're ready to just join into this atmosphere of enjoying and pleasantness.
I tap the hostess on the shoulder and ask, could we get like a corner table or something kind of off the beaten path? She smiles and nods and brings us to the back corner. I'm delighted to see that the tables have tablecloths on them.
This will be perfect for my plan. It's a corner booth and she's given us a space that's too large for us, but that's okay. Immediately I look at these beautiful lush cushions and think how fun it would be to just fuck right on it, but we might get thrown out if we do that.
So I need to do my other plan. I snuggle up to you and we talk about what we're going to order. It's an Italian restaurant, which is one of my favorites, and so we're talking about the pasta we will order and the wine.
I'm really excited about this. I just cannot wait to eat some of this food because this is one of my favorite restaurants. The salad, the breadsticks, the pasta, the wine, the entire atmosphere is just perfect.
I look into your eyes and smile. We're going to have a good time, aren't we? You agree.
You touch my face, dragging your finger down my cheek. I smile and snuggle into your hand. Hmm, are you ready for your surprise yet? You are, you're definitely ready, but I know the waitress will be by any moment to take our order.
So instead, I just slide my hand down your stomach and reach for your crotch. You are flaccid right now, but at my touch, you begin to harden. I make eye contact with you and I hold it as I massage your flaccid cock, it hardening in my hands.
Hmm, what do you have there? You smile at me. You love the touch, especially in a place that normally it doesn't happen.
It's naughty. It's taboo. What if someone sees my hand on your groin? What if someone sees that? What will they think? Do we care? I leave my hand there until I see a waitress approaching.
I remove my hand to your thigh as we both order drinks, which we order a red wine and water and we order our meals. She skitters off real quick and I know she'll be back with our drinks, but maybe she'll just think I went to the bathroom. I look at you and I smile and I lean forward to give you a peck on the lips.
Hmm, I'm so excited to do this to you. Are you ready? You nod.
You're so curious what I'm going to do. Am I going to give you a head? Well, that seems kind of hard to do, so you're not quite sure if that's what I would do.
How would I do that? Wouldn't someone see? I give you a devilish grin and run my fingers along my cleavage.
I want to pop a tit out to you. I look around to see if I can. No one's looking, so I give you a little quick peek at my nipple, a nipple in public.
It shouldn't be so taboo, but it is. I slip it back in. I think I'll pop my tits out when I'm under the table, just for my own satisfaction.
You won't be able to see me, but it will feel extra naughty to me. I smile at you, seductive. Are you ready? I'm going to do something and don't worry, the waitress will probably just think I went to the bathroom.
I stroke your cock real quick with a swipe up and you are already hard. I'm so excited that you are and I can't wait to make you even more hard with my mouth. Okay, are you ready? You nod.
You can't wait. You can't imagine how I'm going to make this happen. I look around and nobody's looking at me, so I drop to my knees and crawl under the tablecloth.
It's not real big under the table, but it's good enough. I moan so that you can hear me. I pop out my tits.
I rub them. I rub my nipples until they're hard. It feels so deliciously naughty to be sitting under a table in a restaurant with my tits bare.
I drag my tits across your legs, hump your right leg with my cleavage a little bit, bounce, bounce, bounce, wrapping my tits a little bit around your knee and riding your knee. You probably wonder what I'm doing. I push the tablecloth forward so that it goes up to your waist and then I poke at your dick.
It looks like it's getting bigger through your pants. You give me a little groan, a real low, quiet groan. Mmm, babe, you're pretty hard, aren't you? I say it with absolute desire and satisfaction.
I unsnap your pants and pull down the zipper. There nestled into your underwear is your hard on, your erection, your hard cock, your dick. And it's hard and it's ready for me.
Mmm, I play with my nipples again. They're so hard. I'm so turned on.
I really want to fuck you and I know after this meal, we're going to go home and fuck or we're going to fuck in the car, wherever we want to fucking go to do it. So I'm going to edge you a little bit. Maybe I'll make you come.
I don't know. You will be my prisoner. I drag my tongue along your dick underneath your underwear, licking the fabric.
I giggle as I put my teeth upon your hard on. I don't bite down, just do a little pressure to make you wonder what the fuck I'm going to do. Then I run my fingers along your waistband of your underwear and I pop out your dick.
It swings in front of my face. Ooh, what do I have here? Mmm.
I lick your dick like a lollipop, massaging your balls gently because you like that. I give a little squeeze and I lick your dick a few more times with the tip of my tongue. I hear the waitress come and it's so naughty and delicious to know that she is standing out there.
Well, I have my tongue on your dick beneath the table. If only she knew. I wonder, does she see the tablecloth up to your waist? Does she see my head beneath the tablecloth? Does she know? Her voice doesn't indicate that she does.
But then all of a sudden, the way she says, I'll be back, sounds like she might know I'm under here, which is even more delicious. I sigh. I consume your dickhead with my mouth and begin to stroke your shaft with my hand.
I'm riding your dickhead, stroking your shaft. My head is poking up the tablecloth. Anyone who's looking would probably know what's going on.
That turns me on even more. I reach down inside my pants and fondle my clit as I suck you hard. I moan with your dick in my mouth, riding it.
Oh, it feels so good to have you in my mouth. And so just we're doing something we shouldn't do. It just makes it even more fun.
I play with my clit, getting hotter and hotter. You groan and meander your fingers into my hair. I imagine you looking down at my head, bobbing beneath the tablecloth.
A mystery normally you get to watch me give you head, but this time I'm shrouded, shrouded by a tablecloth in a restaurant. I continue to ride your dick with my mouth and play with my own clit. I'm getting close to a climax already.
I want to be a little bit more naughty, so I slip my leggings down so that my bare ass is sticking out as well. My pussy is bare. I'm half naked under this tablecloth.
I bounce on your cock, which makes my tits bounce, makes my ass bounce, and I'm so turned on thinking that I am under here, giving you head, mostly naked. I fall off your dick as I moan and rub my own clit. Babe, I'm going to cum, I say to you.
You groan and fondle my hair. You encourage me to cum underneath the table. You find it very sexy.
I ride my bean hard. It's swelling. I can feel myself climbing up to that top of the peak.
I suck your dick more as I rage into a massive orgasm. My orgasm overtook me so hard. I wasn't able to continue sucking your dick.
I lean against your leg, put my head upon your lap. Your dick is still hard right in front of my eyes. I can't wait to play with it again.
You stroke my head as I lay against your thigh, tickling your lovely balls. I'm panting. I lean forward and kiss your shaft in multiple places, then take each of your balls into my mouth and turn.
I want to make you cum. Do you think you can keep a poker face? I ask through the shroud, through the cover of the tablecloth.
You say you can do it. You say you want me to make you cum. I want it too.
Here we go, babe. I consume your dickhead again in my mouth and bounce and bounce and bounce, fondling your balls, touching beneath your balls, pressing there because I know you like that sensation as well. I reach down and scoop some of my cum from my pussy, smear it on your cock so I can taste your pre-cum with my cum.
As I suck you, I continue to bounce on your dick with my mouth sucking, meandering my tongue all around your frenulum, around the big bulb of your dickhead. Your cock, your shaft is delicious in my hand. I can't get enough of touching you.
I stroke and stroke and stroke as I moan. I know I'm getting too loud, but I don't give a fuck. I know my sounds turn you on and I want you to cum.
I ride you hard. You begin to twitch. Your thighs are twitching.
Your hips are jerking. You're thrusting into my mouth a little bit. I imagine people may be looking at you and it's even more of a turn on.
And I ride my hand along your shaft. Pump, pump.