Dinner Feast and Desert
FANTASY: I host a part at a nice resturant and send invitations
to several women and men. They start arriving and begin
to seat themselves at the table. 45 minutes in a few begin
to question where their host is. Told by me the waiters start
taking orders an hour after. They settle down and order
their meals casually chatting and flirting. I can tell
the ones who are interested in one another as their body
language shows them getting closer and more intimate.
As dinner is being served I delight in desert as I look up
skirts and notice a few females came with out their undergarments.
Slowly I approach one female who I notice is engulfed in
conversation and no panties. I take my hand and place it
on her thigh. She is startled but doesn't look down.
I spread her legs gently getting a good view of her wettness.
Not being able to help myself I bury my face between her thighs
taking in her sent. The warmth of my breath makes her moan
a bit. I begin to lick her as she tries to continue the conversation.
Then as ordered the waiter comes and advise the guests that
their is a note placed beneath their plates. The note advises
them all that their host is there to make a choosing on who
gets to join the after party and any attempts to reviele
her will leave you disqualified. A bit confused some question
the intentions of the note. All but the female I was currently
feasting on. As I took my turn on each of them they began to
understand the underlining meaning as a few whispers were
passed and moans released. I could see a some were more anxious
than the others and watched as they undid their clothing
for easier access. Some hard and some very wet. As I had my
fill the waiter came and announced the time and destination
of the after party. All were invited and were told to bring
a masquarade mask to wear. The secret was never revieled
and I had my desert before the feasting.
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