The Restaurant

We're at the restaurant with the other Leather folks from the seminar. It's dimly lit; candles on the tables cause a flickering effect around your face. All I see is you. Wanting, needing and craving your touch. Dropping my fork. I bend over to pick it up, realizing it has gone under the table; I look up and see your beautiful legs. My mouth starts to water. Crawly quietly to your feet, I start kissing the red pumps you are wearing softly. Knowing I am taking a huge risk in doing this without your consent. I hear a stifled moan from you as you press your right foot towards my waiting tongue. Caressing every inch of leather and flesh before me with my lips and tongue, softly biting; wanting more. Slowly I kiss up the inside of your thighs, first the right then the left. Feeling your skin tremble beneath the silk stockings against my lips. You reach down and grab my head by my hair pulling me away from your skin as you continue talking as if I weren't there. With your other hand you slide your dress up revealing the moisture of your soft lips. Lunging like a starved animal going in for the feast I move in sliding my tongue around your outer lips slowly tracing their outline. I can smell your excitement urging me on. Finding your clitoris hard and pulsing I begin circling it’s mass with my tongue. I hear a low growl; and feel your hand pressing against the back of my head pushing me into you harder. I begin sucking on your clit as I flick my tongue over and around it, feeling your wetness slide down my face. I feel your thighs tighten around my head stopping my progress. I feel you right heel strike me hard, kicking me away from you. I crawl out from beneath the table after wiping my face off, trying hard not to smile too much.

You look at me and say "boy, bathroom". "Shit" I think, "I must be in trouble, but it was well worth it" I smile as I follow behind you. Once inside the bathroom, you lock the door; turn around and push me to my knees. "Was there something you wanted boy?" you ask. Looking into my eyes with a stern and disapproving look. "No Ma'am" I reply, looking down at the ground. I begin to sweat as you continue looking at me, afraid I have upset you. "I think there is something you want boy" saying this you lift my head by my chin to look at you. You are smiling at me with that glint you get when you want to play. My tongue feeling thick and lifeless as I try to deny any desires, all I can do is look down; my ability to speak having left me. I hear you say, "I thought so" as you pull my head up again by my bangs. "Well if you want more than you just TOOK then you best find your tongue and ask" as you say this you release me and lean against the far wall.

Crawling towards you I place my face against your feet, trying to get the words to come out, fighting with myself to say what is sitting there on the tip of my tongue. "Come on! Spit it out!" I hear from outside of me. Looking up, trembling, I hear myself say, "Ma'am, I want to please you, I want to taste you, and I want to show you how much I love you." In my head I am thinking, "did I just say that?!” I look down again quickly waiting for the denial I know is coming. Hearing your voice my heart drops, and then skips a beat as I hear you say. "I know you do boy, I've been waiting for you to ask." With that pull me towards you with my bangs. Pressing my face into you, I feel your soft shaven skin against me; shock has me frozen. Not sure this is real or not feeling confused and disoriented, I hear "WELL?!"

Slowly I trace your lips with my tongue. Tasting your wetness, feeling the warmth of your soft tender flesh against my face. A hunger consumes me like I’ve never known before. My tongue searching and exploring the depths of your cunt. Tasting every delicious drop of sweetness there. Moaning softly as I flick my tongue across your clit, you press your hips into my face harder showing me you want more. In my excitement I wrap my arms around your legs lifting one then the other onto my shoulders as I continue feasting upon you. Standing up I lean us both against the wall. You’re back pressing against it's smooth surface, as I brace myself with my knee against it. Holding you up in this position I lick the whole length of your cunt, tracing around it's opening as I go. My tongue diving inside of you in and out, your hands wrapped into my hair; I feel myself thrusting my hips in the air as a dog would. I begin sucking on your clit, flicking it quickly as I do. Hearing your moans of pleasure and approval I continue licking and sucking your cunt and clit. Your grip on my hair tightens and you thighs press together as I feel you build into a climax. Licking harder and faster, my own hips thrusting harder and faster, you thrust your hips hard against my face. Screaming as you climax, I hungrily lapping up your juices as if it is a last meal. Holding you, still on my shoulders, I stand there. Breathing in the wonderful smells, catching my breath, hearing your labored breathing I look up at you. A smile crosses your lips. Slowly I slide you back down the wall and place you feet on the ground, one at a time. Kneeling in front of you I lean my head into your legs and sigh. Stroking my head you say over and over "you are such a good good boy". A tear rolls down my face as joy fills me knowing I have been able to give you this gift. Lifting my chin up, you look at me and say "do you think you could do that again?" a confused look comes across my face as I say, "yes Ma'am". "Good" "stay". "Okay" I think "now what has she got in mind?".

Kneeling there wondering what is coming next I hear the door open again. You are standing there with Mistress D next to you. Looking at her you say, "I thought I'd like to share a little gift the puppy just gave me". A smile crosses my face as I realize what it is you want. She looks at you and says "really?. And what gift was that pray tell?" Directing her to lean against the wall as you had earlier you point for me to kneel in front of her. "Well the puppy was just demonstrating a skill I didn't know about and I knew you would enjoy it". Kneeling there I look up seeing both of you smiling at me. I feel myself turning very very red. Quickly I look down embarrassed to be blushing and I feel you starting to stroke my head. "It's okay honey" I hear you say as you give me a little shove towards her. I place my face into the crotch of Mistress D’s wrap around skirt, kissing and pressing against her. Hearing her moan in surprise and delight. I look up at her trying to see if it is okay for me to continue. She smiles winking at you and nods. I lift her skirt up and place my tongue against her lips, tracing them; noticing she is already wet. I begin stroking her clit with my tongue as I lift her legs over my shoulders as I had earlier with you. I lift her up pressing her back into the wall as I continued caressing her cunt with my tongue.

I feel your hands come from behind me as you start playing with my breasts. Fighting hard to concentrate on Mistress D’s clit and cunt I probe inside of her with my tongue. Moaning as you twist my nipple rings, I begin sucking on Her clit flicking my tongue across it feeling it engorge with blood as my own body begins dripping juices down my legs through my shorts. You press yourself against me tight, grabbing at my crotch; grinding into my ass with your hips. She has a hold of my head and is thrusting herself into my face as I lick and tease her clit. I softly bite her clit as I suck on it bringing a moan more like a growl. You continue teasing my crotch, ass and nipples as I feel her grip tighten around my head. A low guttural sound comes from us both as I feel spasms building inside of her.

Lapping at the juices flowing from her, wanting more, I feel her hips thrust harder on my face, making it impossible to breathe; I continue to lick harder and faster until my head is thrown back my hair intertwined in her fingers grasp as she climaxes. My knees shaking, you grab at my crotch one last time causing me to climax. Slowly dropping to my knees as I shake, trying desperately not to drop Mistress D. I kneel there panting and smiling as she gracefully removes herself from my shoulders.

You both look at me, smiling, stroke my head and talk about this "talent" as I recover thinking to myself "damn I am soo fucking lucky!!" and then “I am soo fucking hungry!!". Nodding in my direction you say to Mistress D "after that I bet my boy is starving, shall we join the rest?" She agrees and we return to the group, smiles on our faces. Feeling very tired and satisfied I wonder when or if this will ever happen again.

Copyright Ó 2009 by Chris Johnson

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