she (f20) jerked me off (m23) in a booth at Chili’s [MF]

This one is exactly what it sounds like. No regrets. Skip to the ————— for the spice!

My profile contains a description of me. As for her: we’re going to call her Ann. Ann was a prior friend turned FWB of mine. (Noticing a pattern here? I’m a lover at heart) She was voluptuous, with a few extra pounds and a lot to love. She had long blonde hair that dropped to her waist, and beautiful blue eyes. Her curves were astounding, and she wore clothing that often hugged her hips and breasts, accentuating what was already a mouthwatering figure. She loved her skirts, and when they rode up to show some of those pillowy thighs; my LORD.

She enjoyed the attention, and she owned it. She sure got mine: I could not keep my hands off her when we were together. We were both students at the time, so balling on a budget. We used to hang out or go on dates to cheaper places, but always had a good time. We had good chemistry, and financial restrictions didn’t change things for us as friends nor lovers.

As mentioned, she very, very much enjoyed attention. Turning people on and commanding their attention turned her on: so she was constantly teasing me, and making sure I had eyes only for her when we were together. Brushing against my cock, lowering her neckline, locking with the “fuck me” eyes: she used every trick in the book. And it worked, she kept me drooling for years.

Anyway, the actual story.

My phone buzzed on a Friday afternoon.

Ann: “I’m hungryyyyyy”

Me: “for dick?”

Ann: “Nah, tendies. Ok maybe some of that for dessert”

Me: “alright where we goin’?”

We lived in a remote area with a few of the shoddier, cheaper chain restaurants: and we settled on Chili’s. Because of our mutual love of old Vines. “Welcome to Chili’s”, baby.

I picked her up at 7. She was in a short cut red dress, with a plunging neckline. To go to Chili’s. My jaw dropped: I was wearing cargo shorts and a baby blue polo. Oh man, she was up to something. She noticed immediately that her outfit got a reaction out of me, and she smirked. I wonder if she noticed my growing desire, which was soon going to be at full attention by the time we got to the family-friendly restaurant. We hugged for a moment too long, pressed together, then drove off to Chili’s. My hand was settled on her bare thigh, finger tracing around the hem of her dress, the whole ride. I thought I was being the tease; but I didn’t have the upper hand here. She had me wrapped around her finger, and she was reveling in it.

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We arrived and were seated in a booth in the corner of the restaurant. Pretty slow night, luckily; it was short staffed anyway due to COVID/staffing issues. We ordered drinks and our entrees pretty quickly, and then were left alone. Ann noticed me staring at her gratuitous cleavage, and motioned for me to join her on her side of the booth. I obliged, and she snuggled in to my side. We were out of view of everyone else in the restaurant at this point.

“Do you like the way I look?” She crooned into my ear, before planting a subtle kiss on my neck.

“Feel for yourself.” I said, beside myself. How stupid, to get frisky in a fucking Chili’s, but I was no longer thinking with the head on my shoulders. I grabbed her hand, and led it to my now solid cock, which was apparent through my cargo shorts. She giggled, and began stroking me through my shorts. I slipped an arm around her, and held her close while she worked my dick.

“Shhh” she whispered with a devious look while she unzipped my fly and unbuttoned my shorts to draw my cock out. I was vaguely alarmed, though still caught in the sexual haze: because holy hell my hard cock is out in a Chili’s. I decided that putting one of those cloth napkins over my member was acceptable covering while Ann stroked my cock. I held it over my cock and her stroking hand with my own left hand, and slid a hand in to her dress with my right. I began to grope and massage her breast, occasionally rubbing her nipple in the way I knew she liked. Her breathing sped up with the stimulation, and her stroking got more urgent.

After a few minutes of this, I knew I was getting close. I whispered this to her, and she sped up: she was intent on finishing what she started. I felt it coming like a wave, and when it crashed; my fucking god. When I tell you it felt like I came buckets, I fucking mean it. Spurt after spurt of hot seed into the shitty cloth napkin while she kept working me. All good things come to an end, and I eventually ran dry, and I leaned my head back against the booth.

“Fuck, Ann.”

“You can do that when we get home.” She said with a sly smile. Always banter with her.

The haze was lifting: and oh my god what did we just do??? I quickly cleaned up the errant cum with the napkin, which was not absorbing well: some got on my cargo shorts. Oops. She cleaned her hands up, smirking the whole time. We heard footsteps approaching, and I rushed to shove my cock back into my shorts and zip up while she shoved the cumrag napkin of shame into her purse. (Yes, we ended up taking it with us. She still has it to this day, a mark of pride)

The young waitress had our food, and she placed it on the table: none the wiser, it seems. She did notice that we had moved to the same side, and commented that we were a cute couple. Ann shined at the compliment, and thanked her. We were alone again soon, and we locked eyes for a moment and burst out laughing. We ate, laughing and sharing the absurdity of what we had just done. It was a great meal, especially because riblets hit different after you have just spent your load.

We finished our meal. I paid and we left. I drove her back to my place without asking, because I had not had enough of her: and I would never leave a lover unsatisfied. While driving, my hand creeped up her thigh, eventually coming to rest over her sex through her panties. I began rubbing and stroking in the ways I knew she liked, and she was already soaked. It was going to be a good night.

Thank you for reading, as always. There is more to this, and there may be more to come. Follow & let me know if you want more! xoxo, Jay

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qsbini/she_f20_jerked_me_off_m23_in_a_booth_at_chilis_mf