The Waitress Saw

We’ll I was very bored one day while hubby was working in our home office. I started surfing Reddit and posted a couple pics of myself because I liked the attention. I was reading through my responses and not paying them any mind. Then I got a message that caught my attention. Now, don’t get me wrong, I get a lot of “dick pics,” but this one was different. I got a pic of this big, shiny, black dick that for lack of a better term was glorious.

I responded and after a few exchanges, he asked me where I lived. I told him and it happened to be fairly close to him. My mind started to wonder. I had never seen a black one in person and for the first time began to be curious. I tried to ignore it but he just kept messaging me and I kept thinking about his pics. He kept trying to get me to meet him but I kept telling him that I couldn’t. I told him that I could never cheat on my husband. He told me that I could bring my husband with me and that he just wanted to meet me. My mind started racing and after a few days I agreed.

I told my husband that we were going out to eat and he asked where I wanted to go. I told him a sports bar that me and (we’ll just call him Sean) had agreed on. I chose a casual dress, got ready, and then we left.

When we arrived at the restaurant, we were seated at a booth. Hubby told me that I looked nervous. I told him that I was just stressed out. After just a couple of minutes Sean and two of his friends approached the table and asked if they could join us. My husband was obviously perplexed but said “sure, what can we do for you.” As he and a friend slide in the booth beside of me and another friend beside of my husband, Sean says, “well, I actually came here for your wife. She says she wants to play with a real dick.“ I was shocked because this wasn’t what we had discussed at all but not nearly as shocked as my husband. I felt bad and couldn’t even make eye contact with him.

Sean grabs my wrist under the table and guides it toward his crotch. When it reached his pants I couldn’t help but instinctively feel of it through the fabric. I thought it was already hard because it felt so big, but to my delight it got bigger and harder as I rubbed. I can feel everyone’s eyes on me but I just kind of looked at the table as I felt the cock of a guy that I still have never spoken to in person. Sean says to my husband, “how does it feel knowing your wife is rubbing my dick?” My husband doesn’t respond and Sean’s friends start laughing. At this point I glanced up at him for the first time to find him staring back at me. I could see the hurt in his eyes, but he just sat there and said nothing. I know it shouldn’t, but this excited me.

Meanwhile, under the table, Sean’s hand returned to my wrist and guided mine to his waistband. I knew what he wanted and slid my hand down his pants. As my fingers found him I began to appreciate how big it really was. My fingers couldn’t touch when wrapped around it. I was now grasping my first black cock and it did not disappoint. Sean tells my husband, “she’s got her hand inside my pants now.” My husband just sits there and I couldn’t tell if I felt sorry for him or was ashamed of him. Sean continued, “the only reason I’m not fuckin’ her is because she feels guilty. She wants me in her.” The truth is that I didn’t want sex with him, but hearing him say this to my husband was a huge turn on. As I began to stroke it lightly, I could feel it throbbing.

At this time, the waitress returned with drinks that I didn’t even recall ordering. I guess I was just in my own little world. I was against the wall of the booth slowly stroking a strangers cock and trying my best to prepare to order food. I was able to order without any noticeable issues I believe, but it was definitely incredibly exciting. Sean then says, “ that can’t be comfortable honey. Go ahead and pull it out.” I stopped stroking long enough to work his waistband down and free his cock. I couldn’t help but lean back enough to get a glimpse of it before returning to my task. Sean must have caught a peek as well because he said, “I love the way that ring you bought her looks jacking my dick.” His friends laughed. I was starting to enjoy this and felt like such a slut.

After a couple more minutes of slowly stroking and rubbing his cock and balls, Sean says, “We’ve got to swap places so you can gag on it.” I was shocked. I didn’t want to do that, especially not here, but I didn’t know what to say. So, I said nothing. Sean lifts me up and starts sliding toward the wall as he slides me onto his lap. He paused as I was on his lap and pulled my dress tail out. I could feel his cock laying between my cheeks and extended past my crotch with only the thin fabric of my thong between me and the biggest cock I’d ever touched. This lasted only a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity thinking he might try to put it in me. Fortunately he did not, but he did say, “man, your girl’s panties are soaked,” as he sat me down on his other side in the middle seat. This embarrassed me because both of his friends were laughing. I looked at my husband and he just looked defeated. I returned my task once again only this time with a fresh hand.

Shortly after beginning to play with it again, Sean scoots back slightly in the booth and placed his arm around me. He asks if I’m ready and gently pulls me toward his lap. I didn’t know if I wanted to do this at all and definitely didn’t want to do it here, but I didn’t resist. The first thing I noticed was the smell. I had never had my face this close to a man other than my husband. I didn’t really know if I liked the smell or not, but it was overwhelming and new. I then found myself face to face with the cock from the pics. Though I loved the pics, they just didn’t prepare me for how big it really was. It just looked “meaner” and more intimidating if that makes since. After a second, I licked it some and rubbed my face on it before using my hand to guide the head to my mouth. Sean says to my husband “you need to look under the table, I think she’s in love,” and they all laughed. As I began to take it, I realized that it was going to be difficult, so I just returned my open mouth to the bottom of his shaft and sucked and licked my way down to his balls. At this time I feel a hand on my leg and realize that it must be the bigger guy next to me because there’s no way Sean could reach.

After a couple of minutes in this position, Sean then reaches down and begins to push his balls into my mouth. The large man beside of me worked his hand under my dress and found his way up my leg and began to gently rub the crotch of my panties. “Damn, she really is soaked,” he exclaimed to the table. I had never been in a position like this in my entire life. Then it happened. I heard a voice calling out food orders. It was the waitress. Now the large man on the end offered a lot of protection from the view of the restaurant and we weren’t near a walkway at all, but this close to the table she could see me, and anyone with half a brain knew what I was doing. I just kept doing what I was doing as one by one the men claimed their food and Sean tried to force his other ball into my mouth. Shortly after Sean claimed his food, the waitress said, “I’ll just leave this here for her.” There was the confirmation of the inevitable fact that she knew what exactly was going on. No sooner than the words left her mouth, the man next to my husband said, “that’s his wife,” and I assume in some way gestures towards my husband. I couldn’t see her face, but I assume she gave a shocked look as they all began to chuckle. I even heard a woman’s laughter as well. I had never been more embarrassed… or aroused.

As the laughter was dying down, the large gentleman became noticeably more aggressive rubbing me and began to work his hand underneath my panties. As I felt a large finger enter me, I tensed up and my mouth released his sack. Sean then grabs me somewhat gently by the hair and pushes my mouth down on his cock. It was a very tight fit and much larger than anything I had put in my mouth before, but he provided gentle steady pressure and I developed a rhythm. Sean then tells my husband to look under the table. He must not have done so because then the guy beside him says, “look, now.” He must have looked because the guy says, “looks like we’re the only ones not getting any action,” and once again they all laughed. Then Sean says, “damn, she’s sucking the fuck out of this dick. Maybe we should make him jack you off man.” This caused a loud reaction as they thought that was hilarious.

I was loving sucking this dick as I caressed his balls with my left hand. I was less embarrassed when the waitress returned to check on us. They all just acted normal as she asked them if they needed anything. However, as she started to walk away, she says, “I’ll bring her some extra napkins,” and the table once again erupted with laughter. Then the larger man asks the one beside of my husband, “hey, he jacking you yet?” The man beside of my husband says, “as a matter of fact he’s not. Jack this dick.” Apparently hubby gave some indications that he wasn’t going to because the man then says, “get me off or all three of us will fuck your wife raw in the parking lot.” For a minute or two there was an awkward silence. Then the guy beside of my husband says “I hate to interrupt Sean you know I do, but she has to see this.” There’s a reaction of amusement as Sean pulled out of my mouth and turned my head to the other side. I looked across with my head under the table to see my husband’s hand on a big black cock. The guy beside him said, “you can’t stop now,” and my husband began to jack his cock. Sean says, “Penny, how does that make you feel?” To this point I hadn’t said a word. That trend would continue as I turned back my head and forced his head back into my mouth without saying a word. My husband must have had a reaction because Sean then said, “I know her name because we’ve been chatting on line about how much she likes my dick. She wants this more than I do.”

I once again hear the waitress at the table as she says’ “I’ve got your ticket.” The man next to my husband says, “he’s paying it, but he’s got his hands full at the moment.” I don’t think she knew what exactly that meant but the boys laughed of course. Sean then says, “it’s time to wrap it up Penny,” and grabs my head again and quickens the pace. To this point I had only managed to put about half of it in my mouth, but Sean was forcing my head further and further down his shaft. By this time his friend had pulled my dress tail out and was fingering me hard from behind. With very little space, my head would occasionally hit the bottom of the table. At this point the waitress returned to the table. She said, “here’s those extra napkins,” and then, “thank you, I’ll be right back with your receipt,” as obviously my husband had provided his card. As soon as she left, Sean removed his hand from my head and forced my head up against the bottom of the table and began to thrust his hips burying himself deeper and deeper into my throat. I began gagging harder and harder on his massive dick. My gagging had become somewhat noticeable as I felt him tighten up. I desperately reached for the bottom of his shaft and attempted to push him back into his seat. To my relief, he relented and sat back quickly in his seat freeing his large member from my mouth just in time for him to explode all over my face. As he kept cumming, I just lay in his lap as stream after stream hits and runs down my face. Sean says, “I wasn’t going to nut in your mouth baby. I know you don’t want that.”

I then relax and turn my head around to look back across underneath the table to see my husband still jacking this guy and precum starting to ooze from the tip of his bbc. I’m lying in the lap of a basic stranger with his cum all over my face being aggressively fingered by another strange man while yet another is forcing my husband to jack him off as I watch. Sean then says, “that’s enough,” and the large man removed his fingers from me. Sean then taps on me motioning for me to sit up. I sit up and gather myself before grabbing the napkins. I was still wiping the semen from my face as the waitress returned. “How was everything,” the waitress asked. The guys all responded that it was fine or good or whatever, except for my husband who was obviously trying his best not to look like he was jacking off the guy beside him. She then looked at my untouched meal before looking directly at me with a knowing grin asking, “and how was your meal ma’am?” As I looked across the booth at the man beside of my husband’s eyes roll back as he’d obviously began to cum, I responded with my first word of the evening. “Delicious,” I said.

The waitress handed my husband the receipt before scampering off. Sean then once again lifted up on me with his slide by move stopping with me on his lap. This time when he pulled my dress tail free, he rubbed his still semi erect cock against the crotch of my panties getting cum all over my legs and thong. Then, quick as it started, it was over, and they got up and left. Words cannot describe the awkwardness that followed.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u17678/the_waitress_saw