Reservoir Restaurant - Sex Stories

Reservoir Restaurant

Never thought I'd post this one.. Or even it would be allowed..

Here goes nothing..

As I walked into the restaurant, everything amazed me. I could hardly believe my eyes. How on Earth had I not known about this place. It should have stunk to high heaven with how much bodily fluids were soaking everything.

This place must have a drain in the floor every few feet to combat the water play.

Instantly my lady parts started to twinge and throb. Our party was soon escorted to a booth by two delicious men wearing nothing but tight black vests.

Although our booth wasn't exactly what I thought it would be.

It was another two tasty young men with rock hard cocks, waiting eagerly for some relief.

"Oh to be in luck," I thought. "I can most assuredly help these men, or at least one."

Our host mentioned for us to take a seat, my short skirt allowed for easy entry.

It hurt a little at first, but my lips welcomed the newcomer gladly.

I thought the best ended there.

It didn't.

His hips started gyrating into mine, I swore I didn't want to come before dinner.

I looked to my friend who was also having the same problem.

"Why the hell not?" I thought as I rode him he ground even harder into me.

Try as I might, I could not hold in the cry that was boiling in my nether regions.

I exploded onto his hard dick, my vaginal walls tensing around his hard rod.

A few seconds later I felt him burst like a damn inside me, groaning and pulling me even closer ...

... to him.

I had barely met this man and I let him fuck me.

I dampened a little more, what a bad girl I was being.

Now that our server had noticed our predicament, he came back to our soggy, sweaty booth.

"Excuse me ladies but you must be parched. May I offer you a drink?"

Devoid of liquids I heartily agreed. The cock inside me wilted a little. A couple kegels breathed some life back into it.

He pulled two glasses off a shelf to our rear and came back to stand at our table.

Putting a glass in front of him he lifted his girthy manhood and set it on the rim, releasing it he continued to talk to his party of two.

"So ladies, what seems to be the occasion?"

I could not take my eyes off of what was happening right in front of me. Golden liquid spilled into the glass, a low moan escaped his lips. Continuing to create small talk with our little party he drained himself into the soon full glass.

He seemed to not notice his cup almost to the point of overflowing.

Once the glass was full he casually picked it up and stuck it into the next glass.

Barely missing a beat it continued to pour.

If I was happy when I walked into this place, I was ecstatic now.

Now seeing as the man below me was now limp inside me I could feel him shifting as if to get into a better position somehow.

Next thing I knew it felt like there was a balloon growing inside of me, then a rush of his bodily liquids rushed out of me, onto him and down into the booth.

I was in ...