3 comments/ 16618 views/ 2 favorites At the Restaurant By: summaswine We were at the restaurant – the elegance in our dress portrayed the elegance in the atmosphere. We were in the back corner of the room, the lighting, soft and romantic – making us look our best. You looked so sexy and your eyes never left mine. Your slight touches sending an electric jolt through my system. We start with delicious wine smoothly going down our throats. And then you start..... You start very quietly telling me what you plan to do to me when we get back to the hotel. As I put a shrimp in my mouth, you say, "Summer, when we get back to the hotel, I'm going to kiss you hard against the wall. You'll feel how much I want you when I kiss you. I will hold your face in my hands, but your whole body will feel how much I want you when I kiss you." Captured by your words, I'm responding – as I always do with you. I don't know what to say and you tell me to say nothing. To just eat, drink, and listen. So I do. You know I'll do whatever you tell me. So as I gobble another shrimp, you lightly touch my arm to my wrist sending warm shivers through my body. And you go on.... "I will slowly unzip your dress letting my fingertips touch your back, lightly, deliberately and softly and let it fall to the floor. I won't stop kissing you, Summer, your hunger will be obvious, but you'll go at my pace." You visibly see my reaction at the table – my throat swallowing, my eyes filling with lust, the goose pimples on my arm. Those are the visible ones to you, but you know there are others and you like to feed them. "Against the wall kissing, pressing up against each other, you'll feel how hard you make me, how much I want you. You'll try to touch me, but I take your arms over your head and keep them there while kissing you, grinding against you making you feel the length of me. You'll be hungry, Summer.... But you'll need to wait." I am enraptured by your words, unable to talk or eat. You feed me another shrimp and I try to lick your fingers, but you take them away too fast. "You're wet now, aren't you, Summer? Tingling and pulsing.... I know you are. But we're at dinner and you must behave." I keep squeezing my pussy – I can't believe the physical impact without any touching at all. I'm dying to relieve some pressure, I'll be in more control if I could just do that, but you hold my hands, stroking your nail in my palm. You know that the internal wire between my palm and pussy is hot and alive. And you keep talking. "You, in your intricate red lace one-piece teddy, pushing against me still clothed. You are trembling with need, kissing me frantically, begging me to touch you, to release this pressure. Similar pressure to what you're feeling now, but more urgent. I start kissing down your neck feasting on your skin. It's feverish. I push down the shoulder strap to the teddy and kiss you all over your neck and shoulders. I lick the outline of your teddy with my strong tongue. Your nipples are poking through the fabric, begging for my mouth. I start with my fingers, gently but deliberately stroking the fabric over your nipple. You want me to suck it, Summer? You nod your head, but it's not enough. Tell me. You do – 'suck my nipple, pleaaaaaaase!' I do, not because you want it, but because I wanted it. But the relief in you is palpable, the desire building as I suck your nipple through the fabric. I nibble, suck, bite and you start quivering and grinding your pelvis against me. The first time you cum against this wall will be just from my sucking your nipples." As I sit across you at the table when you say these words, I start feeling the build in my pussy. I am close to cumming with no touching involved – just this verbal seduction you're playing. Our meal comes breaking the tension and we start to eat. But you continue. "I pull down your teddy and let it slip to the floor, leaving you naked and me clothed. I feast on your delicious nipples, first one – then the other, rolling the opposite one with my thumb and forefingers, pinching them like you like it. I feel your build as I suck, I feel your body prepare for the explosion, I hear you moaning and begging – knowing that it's soon – begging for it to be soon. And then you start to explode. Against the wall, moaning, writhing, holding on to me so you don't fall." I'm listening to you and although trying to concentrate on dinner, my body is taking over and I know that my body will betray me and lose control. "You're about to cum, Summer.... But you must wait. I'm in charge of when you cum." I tell you that I can't help it. "You must." Then you take your fork and feed me a bite of my food. Bringing me back down just a little, but just keeping me right there on the brink. "After you cum the first time against the wall, I know that I need to taste you. You try to push me towards the bed, but I'm not ready for you there. I kiss down your skin, your belly, your navel, your hips – all very warm. Each kiss and lick I give you, you respond with quivers. I get to your thighs and move your legs apart a bit. That top inner thigh is the softest part on you and so sensitive. I kiss and lick there then very lightly flick my tongue over your slit and you flinch. Your hands in my hair showing me where you want me. But I know and I want to taste." I am now unsure if I can hold the explosion and you whisper softly, "Summer, cum." I do. I'm holding on to your hand so tight as my body can't stop the build and need you created. I can't believe you just talked me through that and think that now we will continue with our meal, but no – you're not done. Foolishly I thought that the one release would give me more control, help me concentrate better. Your spell over me, though, is more powerful, and you continue. "I taste the essence of you as I lick your pussy from one end to the other. You continue to fill my mouth with your juices and I decide to press my tongue against the spot that drives you crazy and keep it there. You try to move your hips, but I am strong and keep you still. You beg me, please to move my tongue, but I know that you'll cum in seconds and so powerfully, if I just keep it there just so. So I do – the flat of my tongue pressing against your hard clit and the build and body wracking orgasm takes over your body. You almost collapse on me, but I hold you up. I swallow all your juices then stand up so that when I kiss you, you taste yourself on my lips." I am spellbound again and soon will lose control again. I ask that we go home and do all you say. I'm dying for you. You tell me I must wait. I'm under your spell. So we continue with our meal and you continue with your sweet torture. "I quickly remove my clothes, my body now ready to touch your flesh. The lust in your eyes fuels my erection and you stare at it. Is this what you want, Summer? It's always what you want, my little horny girl. You again try to move to the bed but I'm not ready for that yet. I start kissing you again, this time my cock against your belly. You start to moan, asking me to come inside you. This time I must feel your wet warmth surround me. And, with one swift move, I ram it up inside you shocking your body in to another orgasm that squeezes me and spasms and gushes your juices all over me. By now, you're screaming with release, pushing me over the edge filling you." I can't wait to get home... At The Restaurant We're enjoying a wonderfully romantic dinner at a local restaurant. A small, secluded little bistro off the beaten path. Its a lovely little place with not too many people around on this particular night. We partake in the chef's tasting menu. A multi course menu of surprises that he has prepared just for us. Everything is absolutely perfect. The food. The wine. The music. The candle-light. Everything is absolutely & positively romantic, seductive & sensual. As we enjoy some apres dinner aperitifs, I move beside you on the couch against the wall that you've been relaxed upon all evening. I snuggle next to you as we gaze out to the open establishment that unfolds before us. I whisper in your ear; "Are you feeling a little naughty babe?" My hand slides under the table onto the top of your thigh. As in slides underneath your dress, a tiny little sigh & moan escapes your lips. My hand kneads deep into your thing working its way up to your now tingling little pussy. You're getting excited yet a little afraid since you know I can make you cum with the slightest little touch! Again I whisper in your ear as my fingers begin to circle your clitoris from outside your panties; "Are you ready to be a little naughty Sabrina? Will you do something for me babe? Here's what I want you to do." I instruct you to excuse yourself from the table and make your way to the ladies room. I tell you that I want you to remove your panties & take off your bra but keep your dress on at this point. I want you to sit yourself up on the counter top leaning back against the mirror with your legs spread for my arrival. I will follow and join you in just a couple minutes so as it doesn't look to obvious. You do exactly as I say. Perched up on the bathroom counter, you begin to play with your breasts & lightly touch your aroused pussy awaiting my arrival. You grab your breasts firmer & firmer as you tease your erect nipples from outside your silken dress. You pull up the bottom of the dress exposing your glistening little pussy. Your hand presses on your pubic area rubbing the top of your clitoris around and around. You hear a quiet little knock at the door hoping that its me. You answer; "Just a second!" in case its another patron from the restaurant. The door opens and I walk in to see you up on the counter top, legs spread, wet little pussy exposed, breast in hand - exactly how I had instructed you to be. You are already so aroused. I can tell by just looking at you that you are about to cum wildly any second. I stand in front of you and slowly undo my zipper. You play with yourself even more feverishly as I pull my cock out of my pants and begin to stroke it in front of you. Looking into each others eyes while we stroke and play with ourselves in anticipation. I look you straight in the eye and say; "Do you want me to fuck you Sabrina? Do you want to feel me deep inside your beautiful little pussy?" You say; "Yes Marc! Please! Please!! Please Fuck Me! I need your cock in me right now! I'm so close to cumming! I need to feel you in me right now!" I walk up, grab your hips and pull you to the edge of the counter top. I take my hand and grab your legs and lift the up into the air holding you up & keeping you from falling off the edge. I move myself closer and slide my erect cock into your warm, wet, slick little pussy! We both let out satisfying groans as it feels so good to be inside you. You're right on the edge of bursting. I can tell you're gonna cum almost instantly. I slowly bury my length into you as I reach underneath your legs and grab a hold of your breasts! I thrust into you deeper and deeper. Harder and harder. Both of us unable to contain ourselves anymore. So quickly yet so intensely. As our bodies tighten I slide my hand under your ass and slide a finger into your tight, wet little hole! I arch myself into you. Thrust my hips violently and cum relentlessly into your spasming little pussy. Hot cum shooting into your depths, you feel yourself getting filled with my semen! So much it begins to leak out of you all over the counter and dripping to the floor. Our juices mixing together, covering the surfaces underneath us. The bathroom smells of sex. The floor slippery from our orgasms. We quickly gathering our respective composure & as quietly & secretively as we can, we each exit the washroom & make our way back to the table. As we settle ourselves in again, the waiter approaches us & asks with a devilish grin; "I hope you two enjoyed yourselves? Is there anything else I can bring you this evening?" "Just the bill will be fine! Everything was absolutely perfect!" "Well I'm glad the both of you are quite satisfied & contented!" the waiter said with an even bigger smile on his face! I don't even look at the tabulation as I slyly slip 5 crisp $100 bills into the leather accompaniment case. Sabrina looks at me almost shockingly as she says; "You're not going to leave that much are you Mark?" "I'm guessing he'll have to clean the washroom babe!