Wishing that she was a man so that she had the opportunity of visiting a brothel, Fiona paused in her fingering of her vibrator. Yes, it would give her some release but what she really needed was a man to fuck her. She had not had that for nearly a year, not since she got dumped by her lover of many years.
Shrugging, Fiona put away the vibrator, unused, and went to get a drink instead. Later, as she leafed through a cook-book in a futile search for inspiration for that evening's meal, her mind started to create an imaginary "Menu" for a female brothel.
Rump steak could be rear-entry penetration; chicken breasts could be a woman-to-woman encounter; tagliatelle could be an encounter with light bondage; while - what could she use for standard, straight sex? Ah, cottage pie - that was nice and simple. Toad-in-the-hole could be anal intercourse. Chicken en cro�te could be where the woman dressed up before copulation started, and the beef variant could be for the man.
Extras like vibrators could be side salads, and the staff known as servers. She sat back in her chair and allowed her mind to build a scenario...
The entrance foyer to Le Restaurant was very like that of a gentleman's club; plush, subdued lighting and heavy furniture. Behind the desk was the Manageress, a woman dressed severely in a very stylish suit of a dark colour. She greeted the newcomer who had nervously entered her Establishment, and was peering about, uncertain of what happened next.
"Welcome to Le Restaurant. I am the Manageress of this club. Do you know what you are wanting, or would you like to see our menu?"
"Beyond a good fuck, no" the other woman said candidly. "It's been ages since I had a man, and using vibrators and masturbation isn't enough any more." She paused then continued, "This is a birthday present to me from some friends."
The Manageress smiled as she passed a thick menu folder to her.
"Go and sit down in one of our chairs and browse through this, then. The menu explains all our 'courses', and you can have any combination you fancy. Each 'course' lasts 20 minutes unless otherwise stated, and it is a house rule that all our servers wear protective garments at all times. Health considerations, you know. Enjoy browsing and come back here when you have chosen your selection."
The young girl, she was hardly more than 23, the Manageress thought, took the book and curled up in one of the huge wing-backed chairs and started turning the pages. Along with the descriptions, there were snap-shots of some of the servers who provided each 'course'. Sweet and savoury 'courses' were listed in the heavy book, along with snacks like sandwiches and cheese and biscuits. There were also a variety of entr�es listed as well as apres-meal items.
The girl pored over the book for a long time, savouring some descriptions and skipping over others. Eventually she made her mind up and came back to the desk.
"I think I'll have two portions of cottage pie, the second with a small side salad then a beef pie with rough puff-pastry" she said shyly.
"A different server brings each 'course', you do realise that, don't you? There will also be an average of a five minute delay between servings as the servers are all busy at this time of evening."
"Yes, that will be fine. Where do I go?" the girl enquired.
"Up the stairs to suite 41. Your first 'course' will be along shortly."
Suite 41 turned out to be a large bedroom, principally occupied by a huge king-size bed. There was a small en suite bathroom to one side of the bed, and a couple of small arm chairs placed in opposite corners of the room. The carpet was deep and soft underfoot, and she took off her coat and hooked it across the back of one chair while she waited for her first 'course'. A tap at the door halted her musings, and she called
"Enter!�
A young man slipped into the room, clad in extremely tight jeans and nothing else. He had a very nice looking bum, she thought as she caught sight of that part of his anatomy. Maybe she'd enjoy this more than she'd expected to.
"What do I do? This is my first visit you see." she asked, awkward now that the moment had arrived. He said
"Let me undress you, and take care of you, then."
As he spoke, he lifted his hands to her waist, untucking her blouse. Before he undid any buttons, he slid his hands underneath her cotton blouse and gently fondled her warm skin, kissing her at the same time. She leant towards him, eager for the physical contact.
"I want you to fuck me,� she said in protest, as he slid his hands up her back to undo her bra.
"I will, don't worry, this is the starter" he murmured as his hands slid her blouse off and allowed it to fall on the floor. He then slid the zip down and deftly unclipped the hook-and-eye fastener on her skirt. He pushed it down, taking care to include her tights and skimpy pants. Very quickly then, she was naked apart from her feet, and she bent down to slide her shoes off before stepping out of the tangle of clothing around her ankles.
"Stay like that while I take these jeans off" he instructed. "I want to admire your pussy from the back before exploring it from the front." She heard him step out of the jeans and then jumped as he touched her lips with questing fingers.
The fingers then ran all over her buttocks, teasing them apart and sliding his fingers down her crease towards her clitoris. She sighed with anticipation, but also frustration. Nearly ten minutes had elapsed and there were only ten left - and she was still standing. Realising her impatience, he told her to get onto the bed.
Opening the wrapper of his condom, he came towards the bed.
"Open your legs a little, sweeting, let me see your glory-hole."
Slipping the sheath on expertly, he came to sit beside her knees. He leant forward and blew across her expectant lips, before planting a lingering kiss on them. Her body quivered with excitement, never had anyone done that and it was - most pleasant, she thought coyly.
His fingers took over the exploration, as he proceeded to cover her face and neck with kisses. She moved impatiently, parting her thighs even more, as she thrust her now wet cunt at his hand.
Finally he moved and knelt between her legs and suddenly impaled her. She gasped in surprise, she'd been expecting a slower entrance than that, and he was so big. He lifted her thighs up a little and his knees came to support them.
He moved in a rocking motion until he could tell she had relaxed from her surprise, and then lifted her ankles over his shoulders and leant forward to kiss her. His shaft pushed its way into her and she cried out - but then looked worried.
"Don't worry, all the suites are sound-proof. You can bellow as loud as you like and not disturb any other diners."
With this assurance, she relaxed and held him by his buttocks, ensuring that the delightful pressure continued. He re-positioned his legs and began to thrust powerfully in and out of her.
"Oh my God! That is wonderful. Fuck me hard. Fuck me NOW."
The exclamations came fast now as he pounded away, rapidly increasing speed until he felt her shudder as her climax rushed on them. Then, and only then, did he let himself ejaculate into her.
Carefully withdrawing himself and his condom, he lay down beside the girl for the few remaining minutes of his 'course' allocation. He then kissed her gently on the face and, collecting his jeans, slipped out of the room as quietly as he had come in.
The girl stretched, thinking that it had been the best birthday present her girl-friends could have given her. She wondered whether Le Restaurant catered for groups, because it might be fun sometime to come with her friends. She'd ask the next server, she decided as she quickly used the toilet before he came in.
She was just closing the bathroom door when she heard a knock on the bedroom door. She called out
"Come in!"
She turned to see an older man than the last come in, carrying a small box. She wasn't too sure about the apparent age difference. Still it was only twenty minutes. Smiling uncertainly, she sat on the edge of the bed while he put the box down on the bedside cabinet. He then came to sit next to her, and touched her cheek.
"You haven't had anyone who is older than you, have you?" he said, "Don't worry, I'm told that I'm much more experienced at making sensations last. Besides which, I'm not really old, only 32." He grinned at her and she found herself smiling back.
"Does Le Restaurant cater for groups? I mean, I was thinking, my friends and I might - " Her voice died away in confusion.
"Yes we do 'cater for groups' as you quaintly put it. We've got a slightly different menu for those, ask when you go downstairs. In the meantime, I'm here for you" and with that, she felt his warm hand begin to fondle her tits.
She abandoned her attempts at conversation and lay back on the bed, lifting her arms above her head to free her breasts completely. Feeling his hands close around her nipples and rub them tenderly, she murmured that she was all his. He bent down to kiss her lingeringly on the mouth before taking a nipple in his mouth.
He began to suck and she felt a wonderful tingling sensation build up. Turning his attention next to the other breast, he murmured
"One way to avoid a lonely nipple is to ask for a double order of any meal. In fact, that can give you a lot more pleasure than a single ever can. Remember that, next time."
He paused in his attentions to reach for the box he had brought in. Opening it, he showed her a small, penis-shaped vibrator that he ran around the circumference of each breast in turn. Although he had yet to turn it on, the sensations were very enjoyable to the girl. He ran it over her belly, tickling her belly-button and then over her thighs and finally he brought it to rest nestling in her long, bushy hair between her legs.
Sucking one tit, he turned the little vibrator on and suddenly she felt her cunt ooze with wetness in response to the nuzzling tip's vibrations.
"Oh my God! Fuck me, fuck me, please! Oh my God! Now, now, NOW." her voice became more demanding and louder as he tickled her outer, fleshy lips, and worked the vibrating tool in to find the bud of her clitoris.
Finding it, he shifted the angle and she felt the side of the dildo vibrate against her, coaxing her bud to blossom. As it did so, he began to move the dildo back and forth across her bud at the same time as increasing the speed. She was moaning and tossed her body about on the bed in her ecstasy.
He inserted a finger gently into her vagina, paused while she jumped in surprise, then began rotating it against the walls of the entrance; slowly at first, then faster and faster. As her muscles opened he slid a second finger in as well.
"Fuck me damn you. I want to feel you in me, not just your fucking finger" she screamed at him then. Instead of doing immediately as she asked, he turned the vibrator off and slowly inserted the tip into her vagina. Breathing heavily now, she reached down and snatched the dildo out of his hand and threw it up above her head.
"I want you. Now" she demanded, slightly pettishly.
"Wait a moment, then" and she heard him tear open a condom packet and slip it on. He stood at the edge of the bed, kneed her legs further apart and very slowly entered her. She was hot and wet, even through the condom he could feel it. He paced himself - there was nearly 10 minutes to go and he had a few more tricks up his sleeve for her - and listened to her moan with pleasure.
Rocking back and forth, he asked her whether she wanted a complimentary portion of cheese and biscuits after her third 'course'. Looking confused, she asked what that was. He replied,
"It's a shower with a server of your choice, sex-wise. The server will gently wash you, dry you and, if you want it, will help you dress. Many of our diners enjoy it, as it is free from any actual sexual activity, though it doesn't mean it isn't pleasurable!" She thought about it for a while, enjoying the feel of his penis teasing her, then accepted, choosing a female server. He nodded.
Increasing speed for a short while, he then took her mind off what was to come. Leaning across her to retrieve the discarded vibrator his penis found her G-spot and pressed hard against it. She responded by arching her back and buttocks upwards while throwing her head back and breathing heavily. Smiling at her response, he gathered her up in his arms and lifted her up onto his knees. Gasping with enjoyment at the sudden change of mode, she hung on to him, trying to push herself further onto him.
She was unable to do this until he had carried her to one of the arm chairs and sat down with her straddling him. Then she tentatively reached down to touch his balls.
"That's all right. Go ahead." he reassured her, "Its not a one-way system, you know." Confident now, she gathered his balls in her hand and very slightly squeezed the sac.
He sucked in his breath sharply as he felt her roll his balls around in her palm. It found him growing even more inside her and by way of returning the compliment he fingered her warm clitoris with one hand while the other reached down to fondle her lower lips. She reacted as if she had been subject to an electric shock, opening her legs even wider to give him better access.
Lifting her off his penis, he put her back onto the bed, this time right in the middle. Turning her onto her side, he lay behind her, to prevent her from distracting him further and reached under her top leg and gently flicked her lips. He asked
"Care for a surprise?"
She nodded, and seemingly out of nowhere he produced a little leather wand, rather like a quill in appearance. With the blunt end, he "fingered" her outer lips, allowing the feathery part to tickle her buttocks.
"This is called a 'chip'," he explained. She turned towards him, inviting him to probe further. He did so and soon he was driving her mad by the tormenting tickle against her cunt.
"Fuck me PLEASE! Oh my God! Fuck me, fuck me" she demanded between screams of delight.
Carefully opening her lips, he entered her again and proceeded to fuck her vigorously. She thrust herself against him, feeling his balls touch her briefly as he pushed into her.
Too soon for her, she climaxed, with a gasp of pleasure, her entire body being torn apart from her cunt upwards by the sensations. As she began to fall back to earth she felt him pump his release into her. This took her back to the skies for a while, and they lay, exhausted together.
"I've got to go now," he whispered as he withdrew, taking his condom out carefully. "Hope you enjoyed me."
"I did. Thanks for the chip, too"
She lay there on the bed as he left her legs asunder, and arms flung outwards on the silky-soft sheets. She wondered if she had been too hungry in ordering three 'courses', but then remembered the cheese and biscuits. That would revive her, and besides, it had been ages since she'd had a fuck at all; and all she was doing was making up for all those lost months.
A knock took her by surprise, and she called out
"Door's not locked".
Looking over her shoulder she saw a young man, though not the same one as before, enter the room. He was wearing a short sarong fastened near the front. As he walked towards her, she caught glimpses of a soft penis nestling against a very large sac. Immediately getting interested by this seemingly accidental display, she sat up to look at him properly. Unlike the other two servers, he was black-haired and boyish-looking.
"Worn out yet?" he asked as he sat on the corner of the bed, sarong riding up as he did so to expose his bare buttocks.
"A little," she admitted ruefully.
"Don't worry. Why don't I tell you what I want to do for you while you recover a bit? Do you like dirty talking?"
Nodding shyly, she waited for him to continue.
"Well, let me see. First I will tell you what I saw when I came in and what I see now, hey? Then we'll see whether it's talking or doing that you want next."
"I saw a very fulfilled little lady spread-eagled on the bed. Her lips were wanting to be kissed, so were her eyes and throat."
He suited the actions to the words, leaving her face tingling.
"Her skin looked - and is - delightfully soft, soft enough for me to nibble like an expensive chocolate.Her titties peeked up above the curves of her boobs, shy, like their owner, but wanting to have fun."
He cupped her breasts in his hands and thumbed her nipples awake. Then he fondled her breasts, rolling them over in his hands, pulling gently at the nipples to rouse them further. She sighed,
"What do you see now then?" Leaning forward to pull her to the edge of the bed he replied,
"I see a sex-starved woman, whose titties are crying out for my mouth. Hang on while I quieten them down."
With that he bent and suckled first one tit then the other. He took such a long time over this that she thought the talking had ended when, lifting his head, he said,
"There, they are quiet for a little. Now I can continue. I want to explore your body like this" he began demonstrating, "and to see if those lovely buttocks are as good to the touch as they look. Shall I tell you what they remind me of?" he asked.
Nodding, too engrossed in watching his hands probe her belly and thighs to speak, she indicated that she wanted him to continue.
"They reminded me of those little soft bread rolls you find in some restaurants. You know the ones I mean? The ones you can pull apart easily, and then pull little bits of the inside into mini balls. Can I turn you over so that I can find out?" She rolled onto her belly, stretching luxuriantly, and felt his palms on her buttocks. It was nice and she did not object when he put a pillow under her hips.
He kneaded her buttocks, gently at first, then more roughly, pulling them up and apart to look between them. Catching her breath, she felt him lick her between her cheeks, and then push her thighs apart in order to get his tongue to her tender, but responsive lips. She tried to move away, to turn over, but he stopped her.
"Not yet, love, I want to play with you back here first. Oh and your boobs, so - up on your hands and knees." Knowing that this was part of the description of this 'course' she complied.
He picked up the vibrator his predecessor had left behind, he turned it on and ran it down between the cheeks of her buttocks till he reached the opening to her vagina. Holding it against the root of his penis and her buttocks, he turned it up to maximum speed and reached underneath her for her breasts.
As she moaned in response to the sudden attack on her vagina, she felt him pulling on her nipples as if they were cows' udders. The double attack on her body took her by surprise and she bucked violently. The response she got was to feel him tug harder on her breasts and push his balls and the vibrator harder against her opening hole. Soon though, she found herself being rolled over, and, after watching as he put on the regulation condom, he rocked her in his arms.
He slid himself into her with a groan, she was so hot that he doubted that he could wait for her to climax. He pounded into her, frantically trying to bring her to climax first. She writhed with delight as she felt the aggressive movement in her; he fingered her clitoris desperately, but nature took its course, and he climaxed first. Apologising profusely, he held her as his body pulsated.
"You'd better finish mine off now" she commented as he removed the condom.
Slowly, he swung his body around and knelt at her head. He leant forward and began to finger her gently.
"Faster damn you, faster!"
He obliged, but still she demanded more. As way of a hint, she reached up and pulled him down to her face. His penis tasted of rubber, but she licked it and then moved to his balls. Incredibly gently, she licked the sac until she felt the merest glimmer of life. Finally, he got the message and his mouth bore down on her eager cunt.
He nibbled her outer lips, then, using his tongue, began exploring her wetness. He cupped his hands around her buttocks, and as he licked, deeper and deeper, he pilled her buttocks apart so she felt cool air touch her hotness before his mouth found her again. This went on and on, he licking, nibbling, gently pulling, caressing her cunt. Her bud ripened to a quivering knob that he tormented with his lips, teasing her to climax. Eventually it came, and descended on her like a gut-wrenching avalanche.
While she lay beneath him, recovering from her latest climax, she heard the door open and someone go into the bathroom. She heard the shower turned on and then a young woman in a bikini came back into the bedroom. The man carefully got off the bed, smiled at her and left her to enjoy her cheese and biscuits.
The bikini-clad woman sat by the prone one, stroked her hair back from her face and said,
"Just come, have you? I'll hold you while you recover." After a few minutes, she said,
"That shower should be just right now. Come on, lets get you washed"
The naked girl found herself being guided to the bathroom and into the shower. The warm water was gentle on her tired body and she stood passive while the other woman lightly soaped her all over. First her shoulders and breasts, then down her back and belly, and finally down to her satiated cunt and her thighs. The rest of her legs followed. She did this without the slightest sexual overtone; it was calming and yet reviving. She felt her senses come back 'on-line' and she began to take a more active part in the shower.
As she stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in the towel the other handed her, she sighed with enjoyment.
"Shall I dry you, or do you want to do that while I sort out your clothes?"
The diner said that she could manage. The bikini-clad girl went out to the bedroom while the other dried herself. Wandering out of the bedroom later, naked, she found her clothes placed ready for her to step into. Turning to thank her, she saw that the other sprawled in one of the chairs. Her bikini bottoms were down round her knees and she was expertly manipulating the vibrator to masturbate herself quickly.
"Oh, sorry. Couldn't resist the temptation. Shouldn't do it really, though, its against the rules."
"Consider it a tip for reviving me, then." She began to dress, but the other stopped what she was doing and asked if she wanted any help.
"No. Why don't you finish yourself off while I dress? I'd like to watch, if you don't mind."
The words surprised her, obviously this evening had got rid of many of her inhibitions. The girl on the chair smiled her thanks and lost herself in her own search for pleasure. As the replete diner reached for her coat, the other girl suddenly splayed her legs and climaxed with a quiet moan.
After a few minutes, she turned the vibrator off, stood up, pulling up her bottoms and the two went downstairs. The Manageress was still at the desk opposite the door.
"Had a good evening? Silly question. I can see you have. However, the real question is. Will you be coming back to us?"
"Oh yes, definitely!" the visitor replied as she signed the cheque to pay for the evening's delights.
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Fiona finally roused herself from the semi-comatose state she had sunk into to realise it was pitch dark. Ah well, one can dream, can't one, she thought ruefully.