Reservations For Three ~ Kinky Tales Volume 2

December 9, 2017

Reservations For Three

 

 

“Ooooh, fuuuccckkkk! Shit! You are going to make me crash this fucking car, Renzo! Oh, fuck, baby!”

All I could hear was the slurping noise that was echoing through the car while Lorenzo was licking and sucking on my clit as I was driving on the highway. I knew he was up to something when he asked me to leave work early because he wanted me to drive his brand-new Corvette Stingray fresh off the lot instead of driving it home himself.

He had my right leg stretched out over into the passenger side floor with his head buried in between my thighs and his tongue clamped down on the tip of my clit. Luckily, I had perfect driving skills and knew how to drive with my left foot, or we would be in some serious trouble.

My pussy juices, mixed with his spit, were dripping all over his crispy new leather seats. I took one hand off the steering wheel, grabbed the back of his head, and smothered his face deeper into my grinding hips. My body was on fire and my pussy was ready to explode in his mouth.

Almost forgetting that I was driving, I felt my eyes close as my foot unknowingly pressed down harder on the gas pedal. Realizing that I was speeding, I eased up on the gas then slowly pulled over on the side of the highway, parking the car in the emergency shoulder section.

I pushed his head away, pressing the button to roll the window down so I could get some air. I climbed up in the seat on my knees then hiked my dress up above my waist. Bending over and hanging outside of the window, I slid my thong back over to the side, then Lorenzo proceeded to lick and eat my ass. I was pushing back into his face and grinding into his wet, juicy licks. He turned around on his back to lay across both seats. I’m sure he was very uncomfortable in this little ass car, but I didn’t give a fuck; I wanted my ass licked, my pussy sucked, and I wanted to cum all over his mustache.

He wrapped his arms around my legs, gripping my ass from the side while pulling my pussy deeper into his mouth. The sensation of his juicy lips and his wet tongue flickering from side to side against my pussy lips and across my clit almost sent me head first out of the window. Running my fingernails along the side of the car door over his fresh diamond speckled-paint, I was fucking up my fresh manicure.

I was completely zoned out and had to snap out of it quick. It wasn’t until he performed that last lick, flick, suck combination that my eyes rolled into the back of my head. My thighs tightened up against the sides of his face and I came full speed ahead all in his mouth without warning. I continued to shuffle my pussy around in his mouth making sure to moisturize his facial hair with my creamy cum conditioner; so much of it was dripping down the inside of my thighs.

I reached toward the back of the car to grab the free, corvette sports jacket that the dealership gave us and cleaned up my sticky mess with it. Sitting back into the seat, he looked over at me and shook his head smiling. I flipped the jacket over on the other side and wiped my juices from his mouth and beard.

I fixed my tight fitted summer dress, placed my disheveled 36 DD breasts back into my bra, then finger-combed my hair back into place. I was too relaxed to continue the drive, the strong release of oxytocin from my orgasm had me on cloud nine feeling high, so I let Lorenzo drive the rest of the way to our destination.

He took the top off the corvette since the sun was going down and the night air blew a cool breeze through the car. G.Q. I Do Love You was playing through the speakers reminding me of the good old days. The only thing that was missing was my grandmother’s pre-rolled joint that we used to sneak when she was sleeping.

We would go down into the basement and light that baby up, getting high as a kite. She was old and used to think that she was losing her mind when she discovered it missing. She knew we were way too innocent to steal from our dear grandmother.

 Lorenzo was a free agent basketball player. He was always traveling so whenever he came home, we were like Siamese twins; always stuck together. Lorenzo and I have been dating since we were teenagers. I looked over at him and smiled at the thought of all the memories we shared.

Snapping back from memory lane, we finally pulled up to the restaurant that we had set out to go to before getting sidetracked. The valet attendant opened my door, then Lorenzo came around to help me out of the car. We had dinner reservations at Huarachi, my favorite Japanese cocktail lounge located downtown in Santa Barbara. I loved this restaurant because it was so private and discreet.

Lorenzo’s’ brother owned the restaurant so whenever we stopped by for dinner, he would have the entire balcony section located on the second floor, roped off for us in case we were feeling a little frisky and needed some privacy, which was the normal for us.

The hostess escorted us upstairs to our table. She looked like she worked as a waitress by day and a stripper by night. She wore a tight fitted, collar, button-up shirt with a few missing buttons in the front, exposing her busty cleavage. A tight, black pencil skirt with a slit all the way up to the back of her ass and some red open-toe pumps. Her name tag read “Bambi”, which could have been her stripper name. I laughed to myself because I often find myself reading other people. Once we made it to our table, Bambi laid out our menus in front of us.

“Welcome to Huarachi’s, have you ever been here before?”

We both replied, “Yes.” She went over the house specials then asked us what we wanted to drink. Lorenzo ordered a double shot of Patron and I ordered two apple martinis. She took our drink orders then left us alone to look over the menu.

Normally, I would sit next to him until our food arrived, but I was still extremely horny and needed to steer clear of him for the moment. Besides, after the shenanigans Lorenzo pulled in the car, the way I was feeling, I wanted to play it safe until we got home, so I sat on the opposite side of the table.

Sitting across from me with my hand in his, he looked at me with a hunger in his eyes. He was on some horny, playful shit tonight and I loved it. He sniffed his upper lip and said, “I can still smell your pussy on my lips.”

Sticking the tip of my finger in my mouth, biting down on my nail, I said, “You are being such a naughty boy tonight.” I leaned over the table to kiss him, taking a whiff of my scent on his lips. “Mmmm…” I hummed, then sat back into my seat.

In his low, baritone voice, he said, “Come over here and sit next to me so I can finger-fuck you underneath the table.” Just seeing those words roll of his tongue instantly sparked my pussy’s interest. Knowing damn well my pussy wanted to play, I decided to behave myself for now and ignore his advance. He wasn’t playing fair at all in the car, so I decided to teach him a lesson.

The waitress brought out our drinks then took our order. Of course, I ordered some oysters; my favorite aphrodisiac appetizer. I was already in the mood to fuck, but slurping down those slippery little suckers, enhanced my libido.

In the middle of us devouring our meal, I slipped my stiletto heels off underneath the table and slid my nicely pedicured foot in between his thighs. He looked up at me from his plate and gave me a devilish grin. Securing seductive eye contact on each other, I dipped my fingers in one of my martinis then stuck them in my mouth, sliding my tongue in between my two fingers and sucking the fruity concoction off slowly.

I was teasing him. He bit down on his bottom lip and sat back into his seat, loosening up his thighs. He let his legs fall open allowing me to massage his balls though his pants with my toes. I could feel his erection growing. Instantly, my pussy began to palpitate and my body became warm and tingly. I took the martini to the head, drinking it and the cherry all in one gulp.

After we finished our dinner, I was craving dessert, but what I wanted was not on the menu. I took my napkin, placed it inside the top of my dress so that I wouldn’t make a mess. I excused myself from the table and told him that I would be back in a moment.

“Don’t take too long, baby.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’m not going far.”

I dipped underneath the table and crawled over to his lap. I unzipped his pants, stuck my warm hands inside, and pulled his dick out of his silk boxers. He looked down at me in amazement, I stuck my tongue out looking up at him, then started swirling it around on the head of his dick. His mouth was wide open but he knew fully what I was capable of. I was an anytime, anyplace kind of girl.

Our eyes remained locked on each other as I continued to give him some wet, sloppy head underneath the table. The thrill of knowing I was sucking his dick in the restaurant, was only making me want to fuck him right there on the table. Performing the deepest strokes with a closed mouth, I could feel his mushroom dick-tip hitting my tonsils. I grabbed him by the base close to his balls, then continued to suck and slurp, up and down in a twisting motion. My saliva was making a slippery mess, dripping down my knuckles, onto his balls.

Suddenly, I heard the footsteps of the waitress walking back to the table. Lorenzo quickly placed his napkin over my head and leaned up against the edge of the table. I let out a soft giggle then smiled on his dick. I heard her ask him if we needed anything else before she brought us the check and he managed to let out a broken, “Nooo, thank yooou.” as I continued to deep throat his meaty dick underneath the table.

She then asked if he was ok and he said, “Yeeesssss, maaaa’aaaam, I’m fine; I think I just ate waaaay too much.”

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed your meal, sir, can I interest you in some desert?”

“Noooo, thank you.”

As he tried to speak to her, I imagined his eyes rolling up into his head. She told him that she would be back with the check, then I heard her footsteps disappear as she walked away. Sinking back into the booth, he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back from his lap. Looking me in my eyes, he said, “Meet me in the men’s restroom in exactly three minutes.”

He was on fire and ready to fuck. He fixed his pants then excused himself from the table. My mission was accomplished but payback was not over yet. I crawled from underneath the table, back into my seat, and grabbed my napkin from my dress to wipe his pre-cum from my lips. I gulped down my second apple martini, left a tip on the table, then made my way to the men’s restroom as instructed.

I saw a man come out then I slipped in as soon as he walked past me. The coast was clear. Entering the door, I whispered, “Lorenzo, where are you?”

“I’m in the last stall.”

I quickly walked back to the stall before someone else walked in and saw me. I opened the door and there he was, standing with his pants to his ankles and his dick, rock hard, in his hand. Sliding in and closing the door behind me, I hung my purse on the back of the door hook and lifted my dress up above my waist. I turned around, grabbed a hold of the top of the door, and poked my ass out to him.

I felt his warm tongue slide up the middle of my back as his moist skin pressed up against my ass. It was definitely getting hot in here.

He wrapped his strong hands around my waist and entered me from behind, pulling my ass into his long, deep strokes. He moved my hair to the side and began to kiss my neck. My body was boiling. I was so turned on after getting my pussy sucked and giving Lorenzo head under the dinner table that I could not contain my moans as he kept stroking my insides and sucking on my neck.

 Turning around to face him, with one hand on the wall and the other on the top of the stall, I placed my feet on the toilet and stood up on the seat. Lorenzo was standing in between my legs, face length to my pussy. He gently took his thumbs and spread my pussy lips wide-open, swiping his tongue up and down my clit, sticking it inside the opening of my pussy.

He firmly latched on to my pussy lips then moved his tongue around in circles while sucking my clit in a vacuuming motion. Using short, quick thrusts, I tried to hump his face off. The loud, sloppy sucking noises drove me insane.

“Oh, shit, baby! Suck that pussy just like that, don’t stop!”

My arms were getting weak because I was still hanging on to the stall for dear life. We both heard the door open causing him to come to an abrupt stop. I shot him a death stare, not wanting him to let go of my swollen clit. He stood up and put his finger to his lips signaling for me to keep quiet.

“Shhh.” He discreetly said.

I heard footsteps getting closer to the stall. My eyes grew wide then I whispered, “Shit!”

He placed his hand over my mouth, making sure I didn’t make another sound. I knew exactly what was going on but I played it off. There was a knock at the door so I opened it; it was the waitress. She coyly asked us if everything was ok. A big smile came across my face while Lorenzo looked at me confused. The tip that I left on the table for her had a note attached to it telling her to meet me in the men’s restroom in ten minutes.

I let her inside the stall then immediately kissed her, shoving my tongue deep into her mouth. Lorenzo sat back on the toilet seat to watch. Participating in threesomes several times before, this show was very much familiar to him. The only thing that was different was the spontaneity of it being in a public restroom.

I unbuttoned her white blouse exposing her perky breasts. I was actually surprised to see that she didn’t have on a bra. I massaged them, pinching her pretty nipples and clutching them in between my fingers. Grabbing both breasts, I stuck them in my mouth at the same time, sucking and biting on them gently, causing her to moan in ecstasy.

I slid my tongue up her cleavage to her lips then slowly traced the outlining of her smile before entering into her warm mouth. Her kisses were wet and juicy. She lifted her hands up running her fingers through my scalp, massaging my head. The sensation sent shockwaves through my brain causing our kisses to become more passionate and deep.

Lorenzo stepped in, sliding his tongue between ours, breaking our sloppy bond, then all three of us began to devour each other’s tongues. He pushed each of us to the side so that we were leaning up against the wall across from each other with our backs up against the stall.

He went over to Bambi first, dropping to his knees and pushing her skirt up, then pulling her panties down to her ankles. Using his thumbs, he parted her pussy lips then stuck his thick, wet tongue in between them; tongue wrestling with her clit. Moving his head around circles, he was sloppily licking and sucking her pussy as she ran her fingers through his curly hair.

Seeing the pleasure on her face, I wanted a piece of the action. I stepped over to them, pushed Lorenzo back onto the toilet and grabbed a handful of her hair. I slipped my fingers in her tight, wet pussy and began to dig deep, finding her gushy g-spot. Dipping my fingers slowly in and out, I scooped up her pre-cum, sucked if off my fingers, then stuck them in Lorenzo’s mouth for him to get a taste.

“Mmmm”, he said.

I then pushed her down on her knees and grabbed the shaft of Lorenzo’s dick, jacking him off while pushing her head down, causing her throat to welcome his nine inches in her mouth. I could hear the sounds of her gaging as I pushed her head even deeper. Squatting down to join her, I sucked her dripping spit from his balls.

At first, I was hesitant about letting her fuck my man. I was horny as hell and wanted to be selfish today but all that shit went out the door when I saw her big butt and a smile. The plan was for me to let her suck his dick and choke a little bit, but once we all got into the groove of things, I decided that she and I could take turns riding him.

With Bambi still on her knees, I hopped on Lorenzo’s lap backwards, putting my pussy in her face. She continued to take turns licking his balls and sucking my clit as Lorenzo entered my wet pussy.

I grabbed a hold of the rails on each sides of the wall, leaned back into Lorenzo throwing my head on his shoulder, enjoying the ride. Lorenzo grabbed my breasts and massaged my nipples. My hips were gyrating both ways. I was swirling my clit around in Bambi’s mouth while grinding down on Lorenzo’s dick.

The lethal combination of her soft tongue and his rock-hard dick plunging into me, caused my body to tremble as my orgasm exploded on both of them simultaneously.

With my pussy juice dripping down her face, I pulled Bambi by her hair, then switched positions, letting her get a taste of Lorenzo’s throbbing dick inside of her. As she eased down on his shaft, I could see the pleasurable agony on her face. I climbed up on the handicap side rails in a splits position.

Grabbing a hold of the top of the stall, making sure to balance myself steadily, I stuck my pussy back in her mouth, making her finish what she started. Rotating my hips in the air, I was fucking her face as she was bouncing up and down on Lorenzo’s dick. Lorenzo stuck his tongue out signaling for me to give him a taste. Bambi slightly leaned her head over to the side, letting him bury his tongue in my juicy slit.

Suddenly, Bambi reached up, gripping my ass cheeks, then I felt both of their tongues punching at my clit like a punching bag as they began to tag-team my pussy. The aggressive licks forced my legs to become weak sending another eruption through my body. My body collapsed in midair, almost causing me to lose my balance.

Letting go of the stall, I slid down, placing myself on Bambi’s lap. She palmed my ass again, squeezing it tight, then stuck her tongue down my throat. She then started grinding her clit into mine as Lorenzo pummeled harder inside of her. I tightly wrapped my arms around them both, taking turns tasting each of their tongues. The intense sensation of the tongue swap became a triple threat, forcing us to cum in unison.

There was sweat dripping, heavy breathing, and intense convulsions ripping through our bodies as we all shared an out of body experience. I raised up from her lap, helping her up to fix her clothes so she could return back to work.

On the way out of the restaurant, I walked past her, making eye contact, then shot her a sexy, devious smile. She smiled back, winking at me, then I slipped a one hundred dollar bill in her cleavage. She definitely earned that extra tip for the night.

As we stood outside waiting for the valet to bring the car around, Lorenzo kissed me on the forehead and said, “Thank you for a wonderful evening, love, it was a nice surprise.”

I smiled then kissed him softly on his lips. The corvette pulled up and the valet got out, handing Lorenzo the keys. Lorenzo tossed the keys over to me and said, “Time to take me home in your brand-new car.”

Catching the keys in midair, I jumped up and down screaming with joy. We just went car shopping last week, looking for him a new car. I had no idea that the reason he was asking me which car I liked was because he was buying it for me. When we got in the car, I thanked him then playfully punched him in his arm and leaned over to give him a kiss. He said, “By the way, just consider this a thank you present for reserving that pussy for me.”

We both busted out laughing then he ate my pussy again while I drove my new corvette home.

 

 

 

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