The Dinner Reservation

She was a complicated woman. Sometimes she wanted to be rescued like a damsel in distress but most times she realized she could only count on herself and had a strong Will for survival. Then she met two military “brothers” who helped her not just achieve her goals but pampered her extensively. They showered her with attention and appreciated her personality and sexuality. Both men loved how easy she was to enter into exciting kinky activities like public demonstration of sexual acts in front of the world. At least that was so in her own mind. They never put her in jeopardy of arrest for lewd public displays and guarded her privacy while letting her believe she was visible to the world. For instance the men loved to take her out to exclusive restaurants where table privacy was guaranteed with a curtain and the wait staff were discreet. The wait staff being handsomely paid for their discretion, they would coerce or entice her into taking her panties off or even give a good foot job. They knew how to make her pussy throb for attention while at dinner so she would be an over sexed goddess after. They reveled in the pleasure that came over her face when she egged on their deviant behavior. Always on the cutting edge of decorum. This dinner experience was no different. They had assured her that whatever happened at the restaurant would stay at the restaurant and encouraged her to boldly seduce them discreetly in between the occasional waiter drop in to service them. The waiter having been paid to limit his number of interruptions. Over appetizers the men had encouraged her to flash her breasts at them and show them how hard her nipples were getting and demonstrating her sexual excitement. Over dinner they told her to go to the bathroom and return with her panties in her hand so they could check how wet her dripping cunt was making the fabric of her sexy thong. It had a huge wet spot which they all sniffed as if enjoying the aroma. Before dessert was to come they handed her a remote pussy vibrator instructing her to insert it during a quick bathroom break. And over dessert they teased her aching pussy until her juices were dripping down her leg and her only thought was getting them to at least the car before she pleaded for their cocks to fill her holes. The check was barely paid when she grabbed their hands to hurry them to the car where she immediately pushed up her skirt to play with her pussy…. Seeking relieve from the crazy sensations coursing through her body. The taller of the men sat in the drivers seat and pushed it all the way back to give him room to release his hard pulsing cock from his faded work worn jeans. His stockier but muscled friend watched as she bent at the waist and took the taller man’s cock down her throat without even licking it. She just seemed to devour his cock. And he listened to her sloppy blow job and watched her finger herself. His own cock was straining against his black jeans and he released himself to beginning giving himself the handjob he fantasized she would give. The sounds of sex, the smell of sex and the sight of sex permeated the atmosphere of the car. Only the tinny sound of the radio murmured in the background, the content of the radio show ignored as they all sought their own release of the sexual tension that ignited during the dinner. The groans of final release and heavy breathing ended their sexual tryst. They sat in the car enraptured for a good 30 minutes before deciding to drive home. And wouldn’t you know, Ms Sexy began her seduction all over again. Ensuring another date it’s the two men.

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