table for four

Part 1

The tablecloth is smooth and soft, and it reminds you of our sheets as you run it through your fingers under the table.

We've only been sitting at our table for a few minutes but I can already tell what you're thinking. The double date we're on has been a needed break in our usual routine but you never thought you'd be so turned on by the man sitting next to you.

John has been a friend of mine for years and it's been great catching up with him while he and his wife are in town. He's tall, has dark hair that he keeps well groomed and has a smooth face. He's smart, charming and spontaneous. His wife, Anna, has been nothing but incredible. She's sweet, sexy and already feels like a good friend.

You're having a hard time focusing on the conversation as you look back and forth between me and John. We're joking and laughing, connecting as if he had never moved away. But you haven't stopped thinking about what I said to you right before we stepped into the restaurant. We were in a hurry, but I wanted to tell you before we sat down with them. I told you that John and I kissed once. Years ago. Before I knew you.

"John was driving me home one night after we saw a movie together. It was late and when we pulled up to my house he leaned in and kissed me. I didn't know what to do, but I didn't hate it. His tongue was warm and intoxicating. I kissed him back and could feel his hand run up my leg to my cock. I was so hard, and he started rubbing my dick above my pants, but for whatever reason I stopped him, told him I had to go and left. That was it. Nothing else happened. I promise."

You can feel yourself blushing as you try to conceal your emotions and act normal. But how could you be normal? How could you forget what I just told you? All you can think is how much you want to see John suck my cock, and it's driving you crazy. You can feel yourself getting wet at the thought of John's soft lips running up and down my throbbing dick. You try not to squirm in your seat but it's hopeless.

I know you're struggling. I can see it. I shouldn't have told you about John right before we sat down. But as I watch you struggle I can't help but make things a little more interesting. So I bring up the topic of sex. I tell John and Anna about the toys and positions we've been trying lately. I tell them about a porno that we used the other night to help get each other off, and what type of lube we like the most.

You can hardly breathe. You're silent and stunned. You watch their faces looking for some kind of response from them as I tell them things you never thought I'd tell anyone. You want me to stop. You even consider faking a phone call just so you can step away to save yourself from the embarrassment. And just as you think you can't handle it any longer, John jumps in and agrees with me. He tells us how him and Anna go to strip clubs together, and love watching each other get off with other people. Then Anna even joins in and asks us if we've ever had a threesome. She talks about her different vibrators and toys, and even about her greatest orgasms.

We keep things light and fun, but the air is thick now. Everyone is breathing heavy and glancing at each other to try and understand what they're thinking. You bite your lips and play with your food to keep yourself occupied but you're so deep in thought and fantasy that you feel distant.

And then, in an instant, you're brought back to reality as you feel John's fingers run down the side of your leg. You think it's an accident at first. Maybe he was reaching into his pocket. But that's not it, he keeps caressing your thigh with the back of his fingers, pinching your dress in-between his knuckles.

The feel of his large, warm hands on your leg makes you shiver and shake. You look at me, searching my face to see if I notice what's happening. I'm busy talking to Anna. You're sure I don't notice. You try to take a drink but you're shaking so much you have to put the glass down. You try to smile and join back in the conversation, but your mind is racing.

Out of fear and worry you reach down and grab John's hand to push it off your leg. Then you attempt to distract him by asking him to tell us all how him and I met. He smiles at you and starts with his story. But just a few seconds later you feel his hand again. This time it starts at your bare knee. He twirls his finger on your skin before gently pulling your dress up. He pulls so slowly you can hardly tell what he's doing at first. His fingers gather the fabric of your dress as they climb up your leg. Your body clenches and your back straightens in your seat as he makes his way up.

You think about stopping him. Grabbing his hand. Telling everyone what is happening. But it feels too good. You want to see how far he will take this. You want to enjoy it for just a moment.

As his fingers reach your thigh you bring your legs together. Then John reaches further across your leg to slip his hand between your thighs. You feel his fingers rub against your pussy as they slowly creep down your crotch.

You hit your palm against the table and fake a loud cough. I ask you if you're okay and you freeze for second. Then you say everything is fine, that you just swallowed some food wrong. And I go back to talking with Anna and John.

You can't believe what's happening. You can't believe John can continue in the conversation so well while he's touching your panties under the table. You look up at him in disbelief and try to get his attention but he just goes on with his story.

You press your lips together and close your eyes for a second as his fingers press against your pussy. Then you slowly relax and start to open your legs. He digs deeper into your thighs and grabs your skin as if to claim you. Then he moves two fingers to the edge of your panties and runs along the threading. You feel his fingers slip underneath your thong and pull it to the side. You hold your breath as his fingers reach your bare pussy. Then he uses his middle finger and thumb to separate your lips and expose your clit, and just as his index finger presses against you, you jump back in your seat and stand up.

You tell everyone you need to go to the bathroom, and then walk away quickly. As you enter the empty bathroom you stumble to the sink and look at yourself in the mirror. You're light headed and still shaking from what just happened. You can still feel his fingers touching you. Exposing you. Using you.

How are you going to explain this to me? How do you tell me that my friend just touched your pussy while I was sitting right across from you two? Is any of this your fault? No, you walked away. You can just come clean to me now and everything will be fine. We'll work it out.

You look down at your dress to press out any wrinkles and fix your underwear. As you eyes come back up to the mirror you see the bathroom door open and shut quickly behind you.

Then you hear a man's voice, "Hi, beautiful".

You turn around quickly and see John standing across the tile floor.

"What the fuck are you doing, John?! What was all that? What if someone saw you?!"

Without saying a word John walks up to you and runs his hand along the side of your face and to the back of your head. Then he pulls you in and kisses you. You feel his lips press against yours, and just like that you're his. You want him. You need him. His smell overcomes you. His powerful hands and arms take you in. You lose all control as his other hand falls down your back and grabs your ass, pulling your hips into his.

You close your eyes and let his tongue slip through your lips. You let his hands pull on your hair and grip your ass. He lifts you up towards him and your feet nearly leave the ground. He holds you, takes you like a piece of flesh. He devours you. Sucking your life from your mouth.

As you kiss, you start to grope him. Your hands find their way to every muscle in his body. At each curve and flex you feel yourself shake from excitement. Your pussy starts to throb as your hands make their way to his pants. You can feel his enormous cock through his slacks. You let out a moan into John's mouth as you place both hands on his huge bulge. You want it out. You want to taste it, to smell it. You need it inside you. You know it will stretch you, hurt you, and you want to know that feeling.

Your hands stay on his cock, rubbing and groping him above his pants while he starts to kiss your neck. You feel his smooth face run along your chest and shoulders as his lips land lightly on your skin. Each kiss, each touch makes you squirm and shiver. Then you feel him slip your straps off your shoulders and he pulls down on your bra and dress with one hand to expose your breasts. He immediately grabs your breast and takes your nipple into his fingers. He pinches and twists while watching your eyes to see your response. You're already lost in the feeling. Your eyes are in the back of your head and the moans are getting louder and louder.

As he pinches your nipple he leans down and starts to flick the other with his tongue. You can hear the sound of his tongue hitting the top of his mouth as he covers your nipple in spit. Then he opens his mouth wide and sucks your entire nipple into his mouth. He sucks hard and you can feel blood rush to your nipple. Then he releases your nipple and you hear the pop of his lips off your skin. You grab the back of his head and pull him in again. You want more. You wish he could suck on your tits all night. He can tell you're loving it. So he doesn't stop. Back and forth. From tit to tit. He flicks, bites, sucks and releases. Over and over.

You can hardly stand. Your body is aching and shaking as he pulls you up with his strong arms and lifts you onto the counter. Then he pulls up your dress and spreads your legs while caressing your thighs. He grabs either side of your thong and rips it down your legs. You see him bite his lip as he sees your pussy for the first time. He's in love. He needs to taste it. So he kneels on the floor in front of you and starts kissing your legs. He kisses your inner thighs as he reaches closer to your pussy. You can feel the blood flow to your clit as his mouth finally reaches your pussy lips. He gently kisses you before his tongue slides out and he runs it from your asshole to your clit in one smooth motion.

He places his hands beneath your legs and lifts them up in the air so he can taste every inch of you. You grip the granite counter with one hand and the faucet with another. You hold tight as his tongue and lips cover your pussy in his drool. His tongue moves slowly, and intentionally. As he licks, he's careful to run his tongue down far enough to nearly slip inside you as the back of his tongue slides along your clit.

He keeps both of your legs in the air as he places the back of your knees in one hand so he can start grabbing your breasts. He licks while he pinches and pulls at your nipples. But he never loses focus on his main task, your clit. He continues licking and sucking. Placing your clit between his lips and rubbing his tongue back and forth along it. Over and over. He continues his pace without letting up. You moan and grab at your surroundings. Lifting your ass in the air as your back and neck press against the mirror.

He loves your taste, and your smell. But we wants more. He needs more. So he finally stands up in front of you while keeping your legs in his hand. Then he reaches down and unzips his pants with his other hand. He pulls his pants down slowly as you bend your neck to the side to see his huge cock plop and bounce out of his briefs. It's truly massive. Veiny and thick. The head is smooth and well defined. You bite your lips as he looks down and lets some spit drip from his lips to his cock head. Then he spreads his spit across his dick with his palm before stepping forward and letting his massive cock land on your pussy. He lets it lay there. And you can feel the weight of it on you. He lifts it in the air and brings it back down on your clit with a slap. Then again. Slowly but firm. Again. And once more. Then he starts slapping your pussy more rapidly with his dick. Harder and louder. Each slap makes you drip. Then he places the tip of his cock against your pussy.

The pressure seems too intense as he forces his cock forward. You reach up and press your hand against his chest as if to tell him to go slowly. He listens, then grabs the top of your head and one of your tits to pull you down on his cock. His thick cock presses harder and harder on your pussy until it finally breaks through. You feel a surge of energy and warmth as his dick stretches you. After bursting in the first few inches he holds his cock in place to enjoy the feeling of your tight vagina wrapped around his head. Then he continues. He pulls harder on your tits and head to force his cock deeper inside you.

You lose your breath as his cock impales you. You grasp at his neck, arms and ass as he keeps sliding further inside you. Your nails scratch and claw at his skin. It hurts, but you need it. You want him to keep going. You want to take every inch of him. And he's not stopping til he fits inside you. So you try to breathe and open your pussy to him.

As his cock presses against the back of your pussy he pauses and lets you breathe. Then he grabs both of your tits with his hands and thrusts the rest of his cock inside you. You let out a scream and then cover your mouth with your hand so no one can hear you. The pain brings some tears to your eyes but the look of pleasure on your face let's John know he can continue.

After resting his entire cock inside you for a few seconds he finally starts to pull it back out. You're so wet and tight that his massive cock is nearly forced back out of you but he stops just as his head reaches your lips. Then he pushes it forward again. This time it slips in with a little more ease. But not enough to stop the feeling of being stretched. Not enough to stop all the pain. But just enough.

Before you know it, he's using you. Abusing you. Taking everything. Giving you every inch. Again and Again. Each thrust presses your head against the mirror as his cock jolts your entire body. He grabs at you. Holds you down. He fucks like he won't fuck again. Harder and Harder. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

When he finds his motion and rhythm he lifts his foot and places it on the counter next to you. Then he continues fucking at this new angle. Just the slight turn of his cock brings a new sensation and feeling to each fuck. He continues to work on your pussy as he starts to slap your face lightly and call you a slut.

You can hardly hear him over the sounds of your body being smacked, your head being banged against the mirror and his balls slapping your ass.

He twists and folds your body so his cock can reach new areas of your pussy. He stops occasionally just to spit on his cock and then continues fucking. He kisses your feet and legs as he holds them up by his shoulders.

His cock rubs and massages every inch of you. And you know you're about to cum.

John sees your eyes roll to the back of your head as he says,

"Fucking cum for me, bitch. Cum on my cock"

"Cum for your husband's friend"

"Cum for me"

You cum hard on his cock as he continues thrusting it deeper and deeper inside you. You cum so hard you moan out loud and clench your pussy onto his dick.

After fucking your pussy nearly raw. He finally grabs you and pulls you down to the ground. He drags you across the floor to another wall and sits you down with your back against the cold tile wall. He opens your mouth with his two hands and stands above your stomach, with each of this feet on either side of your waist. Then he lifts your face and plunges his cock into your mouth.

You almost feel suspended in air by his cock as it lifts you by your mouth. You hold yourself up with your hands as he lifts your head higher up the wall. And he continues fucking your face as your body goes limp. You touch the cold tile on the ground and for a moment are reminded of where you are, who you are with and what you're doing.

He fucks and thrusts. Slapping your face. Pulling your hair. Shoving his cock between your teeth and your cheek. Pulling his cock out of your mouth just to slap your face with it. You close your eyes as his spit covered cock smacks your face. Then he opens your mouth again and starts fucking harder.

You feel exposed. Used. But he's not done.

As you gasp for air between thrusts he shoves his cock in your throat one last time and holds it deep. You twist your body and claw at his legs to get him to pull out. You try to speak, to scream but your mouth and throat are full. You see him throw his head back as his cock gets even harder inside you. He's cumming.

You fight for air as he finally pulls his cock from your throat and strokes it above you. His cock explodes and cum is shot over every inch of your face. It drips down your chin and onto your tits and neck. There's so much cum that you can feel it continue dripping as he grabs you by the arm and places you on your hands and knees on the ground.

You stick your tongue out and lick cum off your lips as he kneels behind you. Then he reaches up towards your face and wipes some cum up with his hand just to spread it down your pussy to use as lube.

You look down at your shaking hands on the tile floor as more cum drips from your face. You need more. You want to feel him again. So as his cock presses against your pussy you bend your back and lift your ass into the air.

His cock makes it's way into your pussy as you hear the bathroom door open.

Panicked, you lift your cum-covered head to see me and Anna standing in the doorway.