An Evening Out

An Evening Out

Sliding back into the booth, Megan wondered where her date had gone. He had
just been here when she left to go say hi to a friend for a few minutes. A quick glance around the crowded restaurant showed only the same groups of people laughing and enjoying their dinner. The tantalizing smell of a decadent dessert from a neighbor's table helped Megan decide to order something for the two of them to share.
Assuming he had went to the rest room and would be back soon, Megan was getting ready to call the waitress over when she felt moist and warm fingers gently circle her ankle. Ready to jump up and scream, she heard her date John's voice whisper, “calm down babycit's just me.” Remembering back to their sexual discussions in the past, Megan felt her stomach flutter and her palms begin to sweat a little. She knew that
it had always been a fantasy for John to go down on her in a public restaurant
under the table, so she knew there was pleasure to come. She felt hands tug on her feet and soon heard clunks against the old wooden floor as they fell.

Quickly, she looked around wondering if anyone else had heard them or noticed
John under the table, but everyone seemed to be otherwise occupied with their
dinner and conversation. John put his warm hands on her calves and slowly ran
them up under her skirt; reaching behind her and cupping her ass in his hands
he pulled her to the edge of the bench. Picking up her left foot in his hand,
John lightly ran his tongue up her ankle to her calf...placing little
sucking kisses along her leg. Running his hands more quickly up her legs,
John bunched up her skirt, exposing her tan legs to his hungry stare.

Sitting up briefly, Megan allowed John to hike her skirt up around her waist
and pull her yet closer to him. John slipped Megan's legs up over his
shoulders and breathed softly on her already moist pussy. Clenching her fists
at her side, Megan held her breath until she felt his wet tongue lick
slowly at her pussy, just barely touching her yet making her move closer
needing more of it. Pushing deeper, John let his tongue part her lips,
getting the sweet taste of her in his mouth. His tongue slowly licked
along her pussy making Megan gasp loudly, no longer caring what others saw or
heard as long as she could feel more of his mouth on her. His tongue felt
like fire as it slid through her quivering pink flesh. She could feel it
screwing down into her pussy, licking and lapping at her inner flesh. He
sucked on her hole, and then moved his lips upwards over her clit. An explosion
seemed to take place inside of her when his lips touched her there.

The fiery pleasure roared up and made her entire body shudder in response.
She jerked her head back and stared up at the ceiling as his lips sucked her
clit, then his tongue lapped against it. Her clit was a hard, super sensitive
little bud, and the things he was doing to it was making her mind reel. He
sucked hard, and then blew. He licked and nibbled. He rubbed and stroked and
teased and squeezed. Megan felt her body tense up as she arched her back up
closer, needing more of his tongue deep inside of her.

For long minutes John sucked and licked at her pussy, doing things she'd never
imagined before, and tearing her body apart with pleasure. Finally Megan
couldn't stand it any longer, giving in at last to the immense feelings rushing
through her, she came with cries of shocked pleasure, then came again, and
again. A fourth time she approached orgasm, her body sweating, her hair now
matted against her forehead, her chest aching. John felt her start to quiver
once again and bent down to slide his tongue deep inside of her pussy, deeper
than she thought was possible. His fingers slid up to brush lightly across
her clit, making little circles around it. He rubbed his finger up and down
against her clit, taunting her, teasing her, and she moaned and whimpered,
needing him inside of her. John let go of Megan's thighs and slid his hands
around her, cupping her ass and pulling her even closer to his tongue, sliding
it in that extra half inch, rubbing her clit even faster and harder with his
finger.

Feeling Megan start to breathe harder and quiver under his touch, John slipped
his tongue out of Megan's pussy and placed it right against her clit. He
pulled it into his mouth and sucked hard on it, while sliding two of his
fingers deep inside of her. Then Megan came again, gurgling in wondrous
pleasure, snapping her head back against the back of the booth and crying out
in gladness as the orgasm rolled over her and swamped her mind with ecstasy.
Megan felt John's hands slowly slide back down her legs and rest his head
against her now wet thigh.

Slowly, almost like waking from a dream, she became aware of the people and
noises around her. Instantly, she blushed bright red and gasped loudly. "Oh my
god, John we have got to get out of here," she whispered loudly.

Raising her hips, she tugged down her skirt, noticing the now very wrinkled
fabric, which made her bite back a loud moan. John slid up onto his booth seat
and smiled brightly at Megan, asking quietly "well did it live up to the
fantasy?" Taking Megan's flushed face and slightly matted hair as an answer, he
called the waiter over for the check. Not wanting to face a person that more
than likely saw, if not heard, what had just happened, Megan jumped up and ran
to the door, signaling to John that she would meet him at the car.

After paying the bill, John threw a couple of dollars on the table for a tip
and headed out the door. Before making it very far towards the car, he felt a
hand strongly grip his arm and tug him around the corner into a dark
alleyway. His first thought of being mugged swiftly vanished when he felt
arms being wrapped around his neck and an extremely female body pressed up
against him.

"Paybacks are hell, you know sweetie?" Megan whispered in his ear as her hand
dropped down to his belt buckle. Quickly undoing the belt, she dropped down
to her knees, barely taking note of the hard cement ground under her. Sliding
the button of his jeans through the buttonhole, she leaned forward to use her
teeth to slowly, inch by inch, draw his zipper down. Grabbing his jeans at
the hips, Megan pulled them down to his knees, pressing her face against him,
inhaling his scent and nibbling him softly through his underwear. John gasped
loudly and pushed his hips closer, rubbing himself across Megan's face. Megan
slid her hands down past the waistband of John’s underwear and with a hard tug,
brought them also to his knees.

Wrapping her hand around his half-erect penis, she slowly traced her tongue
down the length. Megan licked lightly across the tip of his cock, tasting the
drop of precum that had settled there. Moaning loudly, Megan pulled John’s
hard cock all the way inside her mouth, until her face was pressed tight
against him. She swirled her tongue around him and then let him slide out of
her mouth once again. Placing her mouth around the tip, she suckled on him,
while reaching up to gently, yet firmly caress his balls, squeezing lightly.
John reached down and grabbed her by the head and pushed her closer, letting
his cock slide deeper into her mouth until he could feel the head of him graze
against the back of her throat. Megan pulled away from his cock and leaned
down farther to take his right ball into her mouth, enveloping it with her tongue,
then the left one, squeezing lightly on it while nibbling there. Running her tongue
around it, she reached down and lightly played her finger along John’s ass, up and down, only pausing on occasion to gently push a little bit into his ass. Knowing how much he enjoyed this, Meagan brought her finger up to her mouth and slipped it in,
making it wet and covered with her saliva. Bringing it back down again, she
gently started to insert her finger into his ass. Taking his hard cock into
her mouth once again, Megan sucked harder and a bit faster, while sliding her
finger in and out of his ass. Feeling John start to tense up and breathe
harder, she increase the pressure of the suction on his cock, needing to taste
him explode down her throat. John started to push against her face, raising
his hips to meet her mouth and then bearing back down on her finger.

Suddenly she felt it...loads of creamy white cum filled her mouth, almost
choking her until she swallowed and then swallowed again. Megan moaned loudly
and pushed John deeper into her mouth as she tried to taste every last drop of
him. Shudders racked John’s body and she felt him fall against the wall,
drained of everything. Megan slipped Johns cock out of her mouth, and licked
it clean with her tongue, savoring it all. Megan dropped one last kiss on
John’s cock, and then tugged his underwear up into place.

Standing once again, she pulled his jeans up, buttoned and zipped then, and
then buckled his belt. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Megan ran her tongue
across his bottom lip before thrusting it into his mouth to meet his. She
kissed him deeply and then pulled away breathlessly, whispering "meet you at
the car".

John sighed heavily and leaned back against the rough wall. Megan had always
been a terrific lover, but never in his wildest dreams had he imagined
that....ok maybe in his wildest dreams. But only there. Suddenly hearing
voices from around the corner, John came to his senses and walked out the
alley way towards his car. He could see Megan leaning against it with a
wicked smile on her face. John hurried to the car anxious to get the ride home
done with so he would have Megan to himself for hours and hours of lovemaking.
He quickly unlocked and opened the door for Megan, letting her slide
in before shutting it behind her. Just the look in her eyes......so
wild.....made him start to get hard again. He ran around the car and got in,
starting it right up and pulling out quickly from the restaurant parking lot.
Glancing over at Megan, he noticed she had closed her eyes and was reclining
her seat back as far as it would go. Poor thing, he thought with a smile, I
wore her out.

John was concentrating on the road, softly humming to himself when he heard
Megan moan lowly. Turning to look at her, he was amazed to discover Megan had
unbuttoned her shirt and was running her hands lightly across her already
erect nipples, barely brushing her fingertips over them. Taking them between
her fingers, she gently pinched them, drawing a deep breath out of her. She
raised one hand to her mouth and gently slid one finger inside, using her
tongue to slowly lick around it, sucking it in her mouth deeper, and then letting
it slide out. Pulling it completely out of her mouth, Megan ran her wet finger
across her left nipple, scraping across it with her fingernail, and then to
her right nipple, making both of them wet and erect. Megan continued to play
with her breasts for a while making it very hard for John to keep his eyes on
the road. He almost ran off the road when she pushed her breasts up towards
her face, almost as if she was going to suck her own nipples. Unfortunately she
couldn't quite reach them enough to suck her nipples into her mouth, but she
slid her tongue lightly across the top of her breasts, and sucked gently
leaving a little mark. With one hand still roughly pinching her left nipple,
Megan slid her other hand down along her stomach. Reaching down even farther,
Megan slid her hand between her legs, cupping her wet pussy tightly. Her loud
moan drew John’s eyes up to her face, where he noticed her biting her lip hard
and squeezing her eyes shut. He decided then that there was no way he would
make it home safely if he didn't find a place to pull over fast. Just as he
noticed a roadside park up ahead, Megan moaned even louder. Looking down, he
watched as she slid a finger deep inside of her dripping pussy, pushing it in
deeper as her hips arched up.

She seemed to be oblivious to John’s stare as she pulled it out and then slid it back in....moving her finger faster and faster. John took the exit and pulled to a stop in front of the well-lit roadside park. Putting the car into park, he let his eyes once again go to Megan's hand, now buried deep inside of her pussy. Megan pulled her finger out and reached down with both hands now, spreading her lips apart and gently rubbing her finger over her now swollen, red clit. She slid one finger deep inside of her again, raising her ass off of the seat and pushing it in even deeper. Pulling it out, Megan brought it up to her mouth. John could see the wet cum almost dripping off of it as she opened her mouth and slid it in, tasting her. John almost exploded in his pants at the sight of her sucking her own cum off of her finger, sliding it in and out of her mouth, as if fucking her mouth with it. Reaching down again, Megan went to work on her now inflamed clit, rubbing it harder and faster with her thumb, while working two fingers in and out of her pussy. John watched as her body began to tighten up and her breathing got faster and deeper, wanting nothing more than to see her pleasure herself to the brink of orgasm. Megan's hand moved faster, drawing moan after moan from her dry mouth. Suddenly she arched up and her body stiffened. She began to move her thumb faster, pushing against her clit harder, until she exploded, feeling hot, wet cum drip out of her pussy, over her fingers and hands, down her thighs to the car seat. Dropping her head back against the car seat, Megan slowly ran her hand up over her stomach to her breasts, where she rubbed her cum around her nipples until they were erect again. Continuing the journey, she brought her hand across her neck and once again to her mouth, where she licked every drop off her cum off of her hand. Megan opened her eyes and smiled softly at John. "Sorry honey, after the alley I couldn't wait until we got home," she whispered. "But don't worry, once we get home it's your turn again."