1. Dining Out


    Date: 4/9/2017, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: WSCLG, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    allowed his hands to dip beneath the skirt and touch her bare skin. She shivered at the touch, but more than shivered – goose pimples appeared along her thighs. Tenderly and affectionately, his fingernails grazed the path to the hidden treasure. As they were drifting ever closer, she slowly parted her legs granting access to the dampness. Temptation overcame her modesty, though truth be told her modesty was already absent, and grasping his left hand with her right, she pressed his fingers into the moist folds of her pussy. Needing no further encouragement, he slid his middle finger so that her lips spread apart. Searching, he quickly found the source of the succulent effluence dribbling from her opening. In one quick and sudden push, his finger implanted itself as far and deep as the physical position allowed, causing her to tremor with delight. “Please, baby, please…” she moaned. Taking his lips from her ear, he murmured, “Please? What is it you wish, Love?” “Please me, baby. Oh God, please me.” With those words, he separated his hands from her thighs and stepped from the booth. Taking her hand, he pulled her toward him. “Are we leaving?” she quivered. “No, Love.” He arranged her such that her ass was at the table’s edge and gently persuaded her to sit. As he repositioned himself back onto the bench seat, he spun her on her ass to face him. Her legs were splayed open and his hands placed her feet over his shoulders. She knew. Lifting her skirt, his head descended to ...
    the target of his desire. Her pussy was bared for him, open for the taking, for him to taste and feast upon. Dew drops were running down her thighs, even migrating toward her sphincter. The freshness of her evening dew was heady, intoxicating, and addictive. Manually splitting her lips, he quickly dipped closer and sampled the miasma that was her honey pot. Nothing could keep him from her now. Lapping the steamy fluids with his tongue, he raked her clit over and over with a fingernail. Thrusting and driving his oral muscle into the depths of her pussy, savoring the flavor, it was the thrill of a lifetime. To eat her in public, here on the restaurant table where anyone could see was the culmination of their evening. She was in heaven. Grasping his hair, she pulled his face to her, driving him into the depths and folds of her pussy. It was all she could do to keep from screaming in ecstasy as his tongue hurled her into orgasm. Pulsing and spasming, the contractions of her orgasm were exhilarating. It exceeded her wildest expectations and she let herself go in the hedonistic pleasure. Too soon, it was over. His face was covered with her profligate amusement. As he lifted his head from her folds, he allowed his finger one last flicker across her clit. Shuddering with wicked self-indulgent carnality, she released his hair. As he was lowering her legs and straightening out her skirt, he noticed movement in the area. “Dessert anyone?” asked Melissa, as she set down the drinks.
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