4 comments/ 35324 views/ 11 favorites The Dinner Club By: JBoutin It was Susie's turn to host the Friday night dinner club for her friends. She spent all week preparing. On Monday, after brainstorming about the menu, Susie put down the kitchen pad and paper and ordered her husband David to strip naked. She scooped his clothes off the floor, threw them in the bedroom closet, and locked it shut. Susie made her way back to the kitchen and pulled down a cookbook. While she leafed through some favorite French recipes, she played with David's cock, with a lazy, absentminded stroke. She pursed her lips and flipped back a few pages, stroking faster as David began to tense and groan. Then she stopped. David's rock hard cock pulsed. He stifled a moan as a single, clear drop of pre-cum dripped onto the cold tile of the kitchen floor. He shivered in the gentle breeze by the open window. On Tuesday, Susie came home from work with armfuls of groceries. The best part of any dinner party was shopping for food - hunting for the freshest ingredients at the farmer's market, getting a nice bottle of wine at the store down the street, spotting a beautiful rack of lamb at the butcher. David was waiting for her at the door, naked, helping her with the bags. Susie was still a tiny bit angry at David. The night before, after he had licked her swollen cunt for orgasm after endless orgasm, her body spent, Susie had lazily traced her fingernails up and down David's stiff cock before feeling drowsy and rolling over to go to sleep. It seemed like just a few minutes before she felt the bed trembling slightly. She turned to face David, just in time to see arcs of cum shooting out from between his fingers, splattering onto his stomach and chest, his head back, mouth open, quietly holding his breath. "Now, did I say you were allowed to come?" she asked. "You know your punishment." And she watched him lick up every last, thick, salty drop. Well, the past is the past, thought Susie the next day as David put the groceries away. She grabbed David's warm cock and started the process again, stroking and stroking until he began to lean back, the muscles in his abdomen tensing up. As he started to moan, Susie stopped. Carefully, with the tip of her finger, she helped herself to a taste of the tiny drop of pre-cum, and then traced her finger around David's lips for good measure. "Good boy." On Wednesday, Susie and David spent the day together chopping vegetables and roasting bones for the stock. It was a wonderful day with her husband. When the monotony of the chopping and the prep work got to Susie, she just lifted her skirt and guided David's head to her pussy, where he licked and sucked on her clit until she came, hard, her juices dripping down his face. When he stood up, the round tip of David's cock was deep purple, shiny in the sunlight from the window. He turned towards Susie, who was sitting, adjusting her skirt. His cock was just a few inches away from her face, her lips. His brow was furrowed. But Susie resumed her chopping without a word. On Thursday morning, Susie left for work, refreshed. Of course, David had not slept. While Susie worked, David made the soup - butternut squash. When Susie finally arrived home, exhausted, she threw herself on the couch and flicked on the TV. Her husband entered the room, naked, as he had been all week. His cock was diamond hard, bluish, pulsing, pre-cum oozing out, his balls swollen. "Susie? Baby? Honey?" "The answer is no. Of course it's no." But Susie stood up off the couch, walked over to David, and kissed him tenderly, putting her arms around his naked waist. She felt his cock pressing hard, pulsing against her skirt, her pussy suddenly wet. "Look, you can put it inside me, okay? But no coming." To David's addled brain, this sounded perfectly reasonable. Susie undressed, wrapped her fingers around David's cock, and led him to the bedroom. Without letting go, she stretched back onto the bed and guided it into her wet pussy. David's eyes closed and he let out a gutteral sound. Susie moaned softly. With one hand, Susie held her breast and teased and rolled a hard nipple between her fingers. With her other hand, she massaged her clit in slow circles, grazing David's cock with her fingers as it glided in and out of her pussy. David started moving his hips harder and faster. "No, no, no," Susie whispered, quickly slapping him on his ass. With her wet fingers, she grabbed David's balls and pulled down. He let out a groan and stopped. She let go. "Stay right where you are," Susie grunted, pulling David towards her, his cock sliding into her pussy as far as she could pull him. Susie rubbed her clit faster, frantically. David could feel her pussy muscles clench and tremble on his cock as she moaned louder. Susie closed her eyes and felt her juices drip down her ass as she came. Her pussy hugged David's dick and he felt his balls begin to clench involuntary. But he pulled out quickly. "That's my boy," Susie whispered. Downcast, David went to the kitchen to stir the soup. Friday was a busy day for Susie and David. They prepped the rack of lamb to be seared and finished in the oven for when the guests arrived. They finished the various salads and hors d'oeuvres, cooked down a wine sauce for the lamb using the stock, and sauteed sliced potatoes in butter and garlic. Susie baked her famous, luscious chocolate devil's food cake. David popped open the red wine to let it breathe. The doorbell rang at 7:00 p.m. Susie looked out the kitchen window and smiled. "Our guests are here!" David held his breath. He knew the routine all too well - Susie had told him about the other dinner club meetings. He went to the front door and opened it for the four women waiting there, each one dressed for a dinner party. "Oh, hello!" Julia said, smiling. She looked in David's eyes briefly before looking down at his cock, which was still achingly hard despite his nervousness. She breathed in quickly. Ann, Lisa, and Jill looked on - Lisa gave a little giggle. "Please come in," David said, moving aside and out of sight of any neighbors. The women entered. "Yay, so happy to see you guys!" Susie called out from the kitchen. She came in breathless, hugging and kissing her guests. While the women sat around the living room drinking wine, laughing, catching up, David moved back and forth between them, serving little morsels for appetizers, refilling wine glasses and clearing plates. He felt the women following him with their eyes whenever he walked back to the kitchen. "Is dinner ready?" Susie called out. "Almost." "Will you come over here a second?" David walked into the living room. Jill spoke first. "I understand you've been the little servant this week for Susie, is that right?" "Yes." "Were you a good boy?" David's cock was rock hard. He felt dizzy - he had an ache in his balls, an agony that made him feel faint. "I think so." "Mostly," corrected Susie. "He jacked off once, but that was Monday." The women laughed. "Can you show us how you kept him so hard?" Ann asked admiringly. "Of course. Come here." Susie tickled her fingers up and down David's rock hard shaft, making little circles on his aching tip. Then she gripped his cock and stroked up and down. David moaned and arched backwards, standing up on the balls of his feet, thrusting his cock forward. Almost immediately, a dribble of clear pre-cum dripped down his shaft - Susie quickly licked it off. The women gasped, Lisa uncrossing and crossing her legs. "Mmmm." Susie let go suddenly, but more pre-cum had dribbled onto the back of her hand. "Anyone else?" "Can I try?" Julia asked. "Sure." Julia knelt down on her knees before David and slowly licked under his cock, from his balls and the bottom of his shaft to the tip, David's cock jumping and throbbing before her, his eyes squinting shut and jaw clenched, trying not to come. More clear, salty liquid dripped out onto Julia's lips and onto her tongue. She licked her lips, swallowed, and paused. "Oh, Susie, you've done so well." "Thanks. Shall we eat?" * * * First course: the Soup. David brought out a large serving tureen of velvety, butternut squash soup. "Are you ready honey?" Susie asked. "Oh God, yes." And with that, Susie pulled David by the cock over to the soup tureen and jacked him off, fast and hard. The women gasped as David shot his hot cum into the soup. He groaned, his orgasm so intense that the colors of the room seemed to shift and he almost lost his balance. More and more cum pulsed into the hot liquid, leaving a swirl of white on top of the bright orange. David finally exhaled, took a deep breath, picked up the ladle and served the soup to the guests. "This is delicious, Susie," Lisa said as she licked her lips. She cast a sideways look at David, still standing near the table, and smiled. Second course: the Lamb. David, fully erect again after days of being deprived, served the lamb to each of the guests. When he approached Ann with her dish, she glided her fingernails softly across his muscular abdomen and around to his ass. "Wow. Is it okay for me to have some Susie?" "Oh yes." Ann took David's cock in her mouth, sucking slowly up and down. The table was silent. Soon enough, David groaned as Ann pulled back quickly with a sucking, smacking sound, cum dribbling down her chin and spurting from David's cock, drizzling lazy drops onto Ann's plate. The women laughed and applauded. David took a deep breath, went to the kitchen, and sat down. Third course: Dessert. David brought out Susie's round chocolate cake and placed it on the table. "Chocolate!" Jill said. "There's no frosting of course," Susie said, eyeing David with a smile. David was flaccid, spent. "Please?" "I can't sweetie." Susie smiled. David said nothing. "Honey, we usually have three courses," Susie said. "I know what to do, but I need to get more involved. Is that okay?" No one spoke. Susie took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and slipped the straps of her cocktail dress off her shoulders, exposing her small breasts, her nipples thick and rock hard. She slid out of the dress altogether, and dropped her soaking panties to the floor. Crouching down in front of David, her legs spread wide, Susie began gently kissing and suckling his soft cock. Her hand worked its way slowly down to her pussy, and she began pleasuring herself softly. Susie's occasional whimpers of pleasure caused her lips to vibrate lightly on David's cock. The room was quiet. "Oh my God," Lisa rasped, "I'm sorry but I have to..." Lisa was leaning back in her chair, her hand cupping a breast beneath her dress, one strap off her shoulder, her fingers squeezing a plump, just-exposed nipple. Her other hand was moving slowly inside her panties, her eyes glued to the scene before her. She looked around the table and gave an embarrassed smile, but then her eyebrows arched - she bit her lip and moaned softly. David's cock came to life. Susie pushed some of the plates aside as David held her naked body down on the dining room table, spread her legs apart, and entered her. He kissed her neck as she gasped softly. His cock was sensitive so he tried to move slowly and carefully, but Susie was in no mood to be delicate. She was naked and dripping wet from a desire that had been building all evening, and she was surprised to find herself positively trembling with excitement at the thought of fucking her husband while others were watching them, even masturbating to them. At first, she had just wanted to get David hard, but now she badly wanted to come, in front of everyone. She felt her orgasm building quickly inside her - a sheen of sweat covered her body as she convulsed and groaned. And then waves of an almost painful pleasure rolled over her as she moaned and called out, arching her back, her breasts flushing. David quickly pulled out his cock, pulsing and quivering. He held it over the cake while Susie, whimpering, reached her hand out to jack David off, but Susie's fingers were trembling as her orgasm continued to roll over her body in waves. "Let me help," Julia whispered, reaching over and sliding her hand tenderly up and down David's wet shaft. Julia coaxed the cum out of David's cock, right onto the cake, as David moaned and braced his nude torso against Julia's shoulder, and then leaned over to rest his head quietly on Susie's naked breast. At the other end of the table, Lisa came quietly, whimpering softly and shuddering, her eyes closed and her chin raised to the ceiling. Smiling, Susie put her dress on, fixed her hair and then left for the kitchen. Ann cut the cake and served it. * * * A short while later, Susie returned with a steaming hot french press. "Coffee anyone?" "Yes please," Jill said, looking at David. "May I have some cream?"