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Virginal White, Main Course, Fantasy 8
Sipping the wine while I slowly came back down to earth. I concentrated on the delicious food, each plump ripe olive, the sweet and juicy tomatoes and the creamy textured mozzarella.

Casting a surreptitious look at my man through lowered lashes, I could see he too was enjoying the evening and it was far from over.

Watching me intently my man raised his hand to his mouth, slipping the index and middle finger between his lips, savouring the residue of my juices that remained from when he had them inside me just a few minutes before.

I heard myself give a small gasp as his eyes closed in sensuous pleasure, the taste of my cum on his tongue and I couldn't help but picture the most sensitive parts of my body subjected to such intimate and loving attention.

When the plates were empty my man asked me to sit on his lap while we waited for Roberto to clear the table and bring the next course.

Looking him directly in the eye I stood and walked around the table, a flick of his finger and the vibrator began to hum gently against my clit, the vibrations just enough to stimulate.

Unzipping his trousers my man turned slightly in his chair and eased his cock out into full view, the purple head glistening with pre cum. With his hands on my hips my man turned me around so my back was to him. Slipping his hands up my thighs to my panties, he hooked his thumb under the elastic and pulled them swiftly down to my knees.

Thankfully the Butterfly was held in place by thin straps around my thighs and waist.

Sliding a hand between my thighs, my man rubbed my pussy gently to make sure I was still wet and ready for him, then holding my dress up out of the way eased me down onto his swollen cock stopping my descent when the head of his cock was just barely inside me.

The vibrations from the Butterfly increased, I closed my eyes and moaned. Needing to feel him inside me, stretching me, filling me with his hard cock. I wriggled a little trying to lower myself onto him, but my lover would have none of it.

Clenching and releasing my pussy muscles, I vainly tried to draw his cock inside me, wanting my man to feel the same sweet torture I was, trying to get him to lose control and drive his cock deep into me.

Concentrating so hard on what I was doing it took a few seconds to realise that something was nudging against my tight anus trying to gain entry.

"I bought a little surprise of my own" my man said quietly and pushed a small butt plug into my ass, I felt myself relax and accept the toy inside me, by now I was desperate to impale myself on his cock and pushed down as hard as I could.

This time my man offered no resistance and my soaking wet pussy slid the length of his shaft, a low moan escaped my lips, the vibrations against my clit and both my ass and pussy filled was guaranteed to make me cum and soon.

Slowly I began to ride his cock, drawing myself up until I held just the tip inside me, before thrusting myself back down, using my hands to spread my ass cheeks wide so that I could get as much of him inside me as possible.

My man slipped his arms around me, his hands reaching up to cup my weighty breasts in his hands, kneading them, his fingertips brushing against the sensitive nipples, teasing them to pebble hardness before pinching and rolling them between thumb and forefinger.

By now I was panting and gasping with each thrust, biting my bottom lip to keep myself from being too loud and announcing to the other diners exactly what we were doing.

Roberto appeared beside me, the front of his trousers bulging with his obvious arousal, either he'd been watching us discreetly through the screens or he'd a good idea what to expect when he next came to the table.

With my ass and pussy nicely filled a juicy cock in my mouth was all I needed. Reaching for Roberto’s zip I tugged it down and slipped a hand inside, to my surprise he wasn't wearing anything underneath, even better he was shaved down there too, and this I just HAD to see.

Still riding my mans cock I used both hands to undo Roberto’s belt and button. Moving to stand directly in front of me Roberto obviously got the message as to my intentions and wanted to be in the best position to benefit.

As soon as I pulled his trousers down his cock sprang to life, aiming directly at my eager mouth, not even pausing to lap up the pre-cum oozing from the eye I plunged down the thick, veiny cock the flat of my tongue licking the silky skin of the shaft.

I could hear my man grunting with pleasure as my tight wet pussy slid up and down his rock hard cock, I could tell he was close to cumming too.

Cupping Roberto’s balls in my hand I gently rolled and massaged them, fucking him with my mouth. Roberto put his hands on the back of my head, urging me to take as much of his cock into my mouth as possible, a stream of Italian poured from him, I couldn't understand what he was saying, but it was obvious he was having the time of his life.

My man ground his hips against my ass, thrusting up to meet me as I thrust against him, a perfect rhythm developed between us, my mind a whirl and body a mass of sensation. My lips were so swollen and sensitive they almost felt like another pussy as Roberto drove himself deep into my mouth.

With one final grunt Roberto pushed his cock into my mouth, holding my head so that the head of his cock nudged the back of my throat causing me to gag a little as his hot cum spurted down my throat, I had to swallow quickly so I didn't choke.

I felt my mans cock jerk around inside me as he gave a growl of pleasure and he released his load into me. This threw me totally over the edge and I gave a muffled scream as my orgasm ripped through me, my body shaking as my pussy milked my lovers cock dry.

Roberto stepped back and with a gasp I lifted my head and leaned back against my lover, savouring the aftershocks of such a powerful orgasm. Murmuring his thanks in English, Roberto bowed slightly and lifted his trousers, fastening them before taking our empty plates with him back to the kitchen.

My legs trembling slightly I stood and turned to face my man, he smiled at me and using the remote turned off the butterfly. We tidied our clothes and sat sipping wine awaiting Roberto with our food.

So far we'd had a starter and main course; I wonder what would follow for dessert........






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