Update 23
want her to try and get up, but she insisted that I answer the phone. Is everything alright there? I can hear sirens."
"Yes, we're fine. We have stopped for dinner, but the traffic has come to a complete stop. I think maybe there has been an accident. It's been terrible, though, and considering how far we still have to go, I don't think we should keep travelling tonight. We're going to find a motel, hopefully, and start again in the morning."
"That sounds like a very sensible idea to me. I know it's none of my business, but your mother will want to know. Everything went alright today?"
Even without looking at her, I could hear the smile in her voice.
"Everything went as good as I could hope."
I placed my hand on her thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze. She smiled at me and pulled her skirt up, baring her thigh to my touch.
"It's been an interesting but wonderful day. Let her know I will tell her everything tomorrow, and please give her a big hug from both of us. Oh, and Chilton?"
"Yes."
"Thank you again for all that you are doing for her."
I could hear his smile this time.
"You don't have to keep thanking me, but you are welcome."
As she talked, I began to draw delicate little circles on the bare flesh of her inner thigh. After a few moments of this, she placed her hand over the top of mine. At first, I thought I had tickled her and she was silently telling me to stop, but then she moved my hand further up her thigh. She gave me a mischievous smile but continued talking like nothing had happened.
At a glance, I could see that people walking up and down the footpath wouldn't be able to see anything because the table hid pretty much everything beneath our lower chests. She was sat at the end of the bench closest to the road, and the table was open to passing traffic. That made it pretty exciting, especially as the traffic along this street was limited to not much more than walking pace. Anyone who saw from their car would be lucky to see anything more than a bit of thigh at this point. On my open side, there was enough room for another person to sit at the bench, then the footpath, then the window and door of the café.
I slipped my fingers up a little further, and I felt her thighs drift a little further apart. There was no hand there now to halt my progress, and the only indication that anything at all was happening was a small, sharp intake of breath that she quickly disguised as an exaggerated yawn down the phone. I continued drawing circles that slowly increased in size until I felt my little finger brush up against the front of her panties.
She gave a small involuntary jolt but then leaned into my touch. I was so focused on what I was doing that I didn't even realise straight away that the phone call had finished until she placed the phone on the table. She let out a small growl as her hand joined mine in her crotch.
"Stop teasing me and play with my pussy properly."
She pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, took hold of my hand, and turned its palm inwards before pushing it tight against her pussy. Her fingers were placed over mine, and when she pushed both her middle finger and mine slipped between her very wet lips. I couldn't believe how wet she was. Her pussy felt like a sauna; it was so hot and wet. I wanted more; hell, I wanted to crawl under the table and eat her until she came on my face, but I thought that might be pushing our luck.
The door to the café opened, and the waitress began walking toward our table with our food. I began to remove my hand, but she held it tight, and while the waitress was placing our food on the table and making small talk, I felt her tilt her hips ever so slightly, and then push our fingers deep inside her. Now instead of just teasing her clit, we were both three knuckles deep, and I could feel her pussy grip and release repeatedly as her body adjusted to the intrusion.
Mum was trying to talk to her and place an order for the drink she wanted as well as focus on the dessert menu as I curled my finger up and began stroking her G-spot while my palm slowly rubbed against her clit. It was quite funny to see her struggle to focus, but at no point did she try and stop me. I knew having the waitress right in front of her as I did this was a huge turn-on for her, and it had me throbbing as well.
She managed to stammer through her order, and then it was my turn. I already knew what I wanted, but I pretended to be unsure and took my time. In the meantime, I had increased the pressure and tempo of my massage, and I could hear the tell-tale signs of an impending orgasm from right next to me. I wondered if I should make her cum right now in front of the waitress or if I should quickly order and give her at least a moment of semi-privacy to cum in.
I placed my order, and the waitress smiled at me as she turned and walked back towards the door. The second the door closed, she released a shuddering moan and practically collapsed onto the table.
"Oh, God. You are so fucking naughty, making me cum in front of people like that."
"Did you want me to stop?"
She laughed a slightly deranged little chuckle. She lifted her head back off the table and looked me deep in the eye.
"Never. Never ever. You can make me cum anywhere, anytime, any way you like."
I grinned.
"That's quite the promise. You might want to be careful what you wish for."
"To be honest, you could bend me over this table and slide your cock deep inside me right now, and I would only encourage you. You have unleashed the animal in me, and I never want it chained up again. I am so excited and so fucking horny. I think this is the horniest I have ever been in my life, even as a teenager."
I wiggled my finger that was still inside her and watched as her eyes rolled back and she moaned.
"I have noticed. After we eat our meal, we are going to find a motel. I am then going to eat your pussy until you coat my face with your cum."
I increased the pressure and pace again, causing her to moan. Her pussy was making all kinds of wet sounds, and that just turned me on even more.
"I am then going to slide my cock inside you as deep as I can and fuck you until you cum all over my cock. No more waiting now. No more worrying about whether you and I are doing the right thing or not. We are going to fuck in every nasty, slutty way you have ever wanted to and probably some we haven't even thought of yet."
Again I increased the intensity, and she moaned loud enough to be heard by anyone walking past. If they didn't hear her moan, they would have heard the slapping, wet sound of my hand impacting her wet lips over and over again.
"Then I am going to fill you with as much of my cum as I can."
She gripped my hand and held me tight against her pussy as she moaned again, and I felt her pussy spasm on my fingers as her hips bucked through another orgasm. She was panting as she clung to my hand and leaned against my shoulder. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks and her throat were blushing bright red, and she was still heaving in breath as she tried to recover. I moved my hand the tiniest amount, and she jumped in shock, her eyes flying open.
"Oh, please be careful. I am so sensitive now."
I kissed her forehead as I slowly but carefully removed my fingers.
"Was that good, my lover?"
She smiled a funny little shy smile as she looked up at me.
"That was amazing. I like it when you call me your lover."
"I love being your lover. I want to be your lover for as long as I can."
We sat in silence while we ate our meal. The drinks and dessert arrived, and I noticed the waitress smiling at me again. Had Mum been right the other day when she told me I wasn't picking up on the flirtations of others? Was this girl flirting with me? I smiled back at her as she turned and left. She was pretty and had a nice figure, but something was lacking, and I knew exactly what it was.
I felt a nudge as Mum bumped her elbow into me. I looked at her, and she was grinning at me.
"I told you girls flirt with you all the time. You can't tell me you didn't notice that one."
I smiled at her enthusiasm and her sarcasm.
"Oh, I noticed."
She waited for me to say more, but when I wasn't forthcoming, she pushed on.
"Well, she's certainly pretty. When I was your age, I would have been interested in her myself."
"Yeah, she's cute, but something is missing."
"Oh yeah, and what would that be?"
"Excitement. I just don't find shy or quiet girls all that exciting. I have what I want. I want someone adventurous. I want someone who wants to do exciting things. I want someone who turns me on and isn't afraid to be sexual and adventurous. I don't think I could ever go back to anything less than that now."
She smiled, but it had a slightly sad tinge to it.
"I hope I haven't ruined you for future partners."
"Why are we even discussing that? Can't we just enjoy what we have right now?"
"Of course we can, but we will have to face that eventually."
"Maybe. But not today, and not tomorrow."
She smiled again.
"No, definitely not today. Today I only want one thing."
I knew exactly what she meant, but I wanted to hear her say it out loud in public.
"Really? What would that be?"
Her smile took on a dangerous edge and broadened considerably. She licked her lips, and her voice took on a warmer, throatier note.
"What I want is your thick, throbbing cock inside my body. I want you in my mouth,
but I have already had that today. I want your cock deep inside my pussy. I want to feel you pound it into me. I want to feel our bodies sweating together, to smell our combined cum. I want to feel your balls mashed against my ass as you stuff your cock as deep into me as you possibly can. I want to feel them tighten up as your cock expands and pumps your cum inside me. I want to feel your cum sloshing around inside me and leaking out of my well-fucked hole. I have never had a cock in my ass before, but I am even interested in trying that with you. I want you inside me in every possible way we can. Most of all, I want you now. Let's go organise a room so I can fuck you, my lover."
"Yes, we're fine. We have stopped for dinner, but the traffic has come to a complete stop. I think maybe there has been an accident. It's been terrible, though, and considering how far we still have to go, I don't think we should keep travelling tonight. We're going to find a motel, hopefully, and start again in the morning."
"That sounds like a very sensible idea to me. I know it's none of my business, but your mother will want to know. Everything went alright today?"
Even without looking at her, I could hear the smile in her voice.
"Everything went as good as I could hope."
I placed my hand on her thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze. She smiled at me and pulled her skirt up, baring her thigh to my touch.
"It's been an interesting but wonderful day. Let her know I will tell her everything tomorrow, and please give her a big hug from both of us. Oh, and Chilton?"
"Yes."
"Thank you again for all that you are doing for her."
I could hear his smile this time.
"You don't have to keep thanking me, but you are welcome."
As she talked, I began to draw delicate little circles on the bare flesh of her inner thigh. After a few moments of this, she placed her hand over the top of mine. At first, I thought I had tickled her and she was silently telling me to stop, but then she moved my hand further up her thigh. She gave me a mischievous smile but continued talking like nothing had happened.
At a glance, I could see that people walking up and down the footpath wouldn't be able to see anything because the table hid pretty much everything beneath our lower chests. She was sat at the end of the bench closest to the road, and the table was open to passing traffic. That made it pretty exciting, especially as the traffic along this street was limited to not much more than walking pace. Anyone who saw from their car would be lucky to see anything more than a bit of thigh at this point. On my open side, there was enough room for another person to sit at the bench, then the footpath, then the window and door of the café.
I slipped my fingers up a little further, and I felt her thighs drift a little further apart. There was no hand there now to halt my progress, and the only indication that anything at all was happening was a small, sharp intake of breath that she quickly disguised as an exaggerated yawn down the phone. I continued drawing circles that slowly increased in size until I felt my little finger brush up against the front of her panties.
She gave a small involuntary jolt but then leaned into my touch. I was so focused on what I was doing that I didn't even realise straight away that the phone call had finished until she placed the phone on the table. She let out a small growl as her hand joined mine in her crotch.
"Stop teasing me and play with my pussy properly."
She pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, took hold of my hand, and turned its palm inwards before pushing it tight against her pussy. Her fingers were placed over mine, and when she pushed both her middle finger and mine slipped between her very wet lips. I couldn't believe how wet she was. Her pussy felt like a sauna; it was so hot and wet. I wanted more; hell, I wanted to crawl under the table and eat her until she came on my face, but I thought that might be pushing our luck.
The door to the café opened, and the waitress began walking toward our table with our food. I began to remove my hand, but she held it tight, and while the waitress was placing our food on the table and making small talk, I felt her tilt her hips ever so slightly, and then push our fingers deep inside her. Now instead of just teasing her clit, we were both three knuckles deep, and I could feel her pussy grip and release repeatedly as her body adjusted to the intrusion.
Mum was trying to talk to her and place an order for the drink she wanted as well as focus on the dessert menu as I curled my finger up and began stroking her G-spot while my palm slowly rubbed against her clit. It was quite funny to see her struggle to focus, but at no point did she try and stop me. I knew having the waitress right in front of her as I did this was a huge turn-on for her, and it had me throbbing as well.
She managed to stammer through her order, and then it was my turn. I already knew what I wanted, but I pretended to be unsure and took my time. In the meantime, I had increased the pressure and tempo of my massage, and I could hear the tell-tale signs of an impending orgasm from right next to me. I wondered if I should make her cum right now in front of the waitress or if I should quickly order and give her at least a moment of semi-privacy to cum in.
I placed my order, and the waitress smiled at me as she turned and walked back towards the door. The second the door closed, she released a shuddering moan and practically collapsed onto the table.
"Oh, God. You are so fucking naughty, making me cum in front of people like that."
"Did you want me to stop?"
She laughed a slightly deranged little chuckle. She lifted her head back off the table and looked me deep in the eye.
"Never. Never ever. You can make me cum anywhere, anytime, any way you like."
I grinned.
"That's quite the promise. You might want to be careful what you wish for."
"To be honest, you could bend me over this table and slide your cock deep inside me right now, and I would only encourage you. You have unleashed the animal in me, and I never want it chained up again. I am so excited and so fucking horny. I think this is the horniest I have ever been in my life, even as a teenager."
I wiggled my finger that was still inside her and watched as her eyes rolled back and she moaned.
"I have noticed. After we eat our meal, we are going to find a motel. I am then going to eat your pussy until you coat my face with your cum."
I increased the pressure and pace again, causing her to moan. Her pussy was making all kinds of wet sounds, and that just turned me on even more.
"I am then going to slide my cock inside you as deep as I can and fuck you until you cum all over my cock. No more waiting now. No more worrying about whether you and I are doing the right thing or not. We are going to fuck in every nasty, slutty way you have ever wanted to and probably some we haven't even thought of yet."
Again I increased the intensity, and she moaned loud enough to be heard by anyone walking past. If they didn't hear her moan, they would have heard the slapping, wet sound of my hand impacting her wet lips over and over again.
"Then I am going to fill you with as much of my cum as I can."
She gripped my hand and held me tight against her pussy as she moaned again, and I felt her pussy spasm on my fingers as her hips bucked through another orgasm. She was panting as she clung to my hand and leaned against my shoulder. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks and her throat were blushing bright red, and she was still heaving in breath as she tried to recover. I moved my hand the tiniest amount, and she jumped in shock, her eyes flying open.
"Oh, please be careful. I am so sensitive now."
I kissed her forehead as I slowly but carefully removed my fingers.
"Was that good, my lover?"
She smiled a funny little shy smile as she looked up at me.
"That was amazing. I like it when you call me your lover."
"I love being your lover. I want to be your lover for as long as I can."
We sat in silence while we ate our meal. The drinks and dessert arrived, and I noticed the waitress smiling at me again. Had Mum been right the other day when she told me I wasn't picking up on the flirtations of others? Was this girl flirting with me? I smiled back at her as she turned and left. She was pretty and had a nice figure, but something was lacking, and I knew exactly what it was.
I felt a nudge as Mum bumped her elbow into me. I looked at her, and she was grinning at me.
"I told you girls flirt with you all the time. You can't tell me you didn't notice that one."
I smiled at her enthusiasm and her sarcasm.
"Oh, I noticed."
She waited for me to say more, but when I wasn't forthcoming, she pushed on.
"Well, she's certainly pretty. When I was your age, I would have been interested in her myself."
"Yeah, she's cute, but something is missing."
"Oh yeah, and what would that be?"
"Excitement. I just don't find shy or quiet girls all that exciting. I have what I want. I want someone adventurous. I want someone who wants to do exciting things. I want someone who turns me on and isn't afraid to be sexual and adventurous. I don't think I could ever go back to anything less than that now."
She smiled, but it had a slightly sad tinge to it.
"I hope I haven't ruined you for future partners."
"Why are we even discussing that? Can't we just enjoy what we have right now?"
"Of course we can, but we will have to face that eventually."
"Maybe. But not today, and not tomorrow."
She smiled again.
"No, definitely not today. Today I only want one thing."
I knew exactly what she meant, but I wanted to hear her say it out loud in public.
"Really? What would that be?"
Her smile took on a dangerous edge and broadened considerably. She licked her lips, and her voice took on a warmer, throatier note.
"What I want is your thick, throbbing cock inside my body. I want you in my mouth,
but I have already had that today. I want your cock deep inside my pussy. I want to feel you pound it into me. I want to feel our bodies sweating together, to smell our combined cum. I want to feel your balls mashed against my ass as you stuff your cock as deep into me as you possibly can. I want to feel them tighten up as your cock expands and pumps your cum inside me. I want to feel your cum sloshing around inside me and leaking out of my well-fucked hole. I have never had a cock in my ass before, but I am even interested in trying that with you. I want you inside me in every possible way we can. Most of all, I want you now. Let's go organise a room so I can fuck you, my lover."
