Chapter 4

The meal was lovely and the chat continued to be risque but after the delightful orgasm we had settled into a more calm pace of naughtiness.

Intermittently I was rubbing Vinny’s cock and he had the occasional grope of my leg and the odd flick of fingers over my pussy and clit.

After the main course we ordered dessert and the waitress announce there may be a little delay as the chef was behind.

She apologised but we all told her it was no problem at all (it gave us more time for fun and frolics was the honest truth!)

She again noticed the two prominent vibros laughing with us that they were ‘big ones’, and that my husband was very daring buying them for me.

Jim loved the look on her face when he told her that none of them were my husband!

She looked shocked but a little inquisitive too.

Another bottle of wine appeared whilst we waited. During this period my leg was again outside the table and Baz had a good feel of it as best he could from his position.

Vinny was again onto my pussy, gently playing with my moist splayed lips and clit.

I decided I wanted a bit of fun too, so quietly unbuckled Vinny’s trousers. Jim heard the zipper and commented on what I was doing.

Vinny told his mates what was happening as he lifted his bum to allow me more access and for him to slip his trousers down a wee bit too.

My hand was now inside his loose fitting satin boxers and I was stroking his cock, then cupping his balls and slowly began wanking him to get him hard.

The other two guys were asking what was happening as we drank our wine and loved the running commentary I provided in hushed tones.

I was slowly tossing him off as the waitress lassie came back to apologise again.

I slowed down my pace but kept my hand pumping his thick, stubby shaft all the time we chatted to her. I felt him stiffening at this, obviously being more turned on by the conversation with an oblivious lass whilst being fist pumped by me at the same time.

“His cock is getting really fucking hard now!” I proudly told them as I continued wanking him as she walked away.

“And that delicious pre-cum is flowing already isn’t it love!” I chirped eagerly. “Jesus Vinny my hand is fucking dripping in the stuff!” and sure enough it was coated in his thin tatty water. He produced rivers of the stuff.

On taking a sip of my wine I removed my hand, leaving his cock standing proudly to attention, then licked my fingers clean of Vinny’s pre-cum. I smiled at Baz and Jim as I did so.

“Fucking delicious!” I said.

Then as I went to replace it I spat quietly into it.

This gave me more lubrication to begin to fist his shaft a bit faster and definitely sloppier. Vinny kept up a gentle pace on my quim lips and clit as he began to groan a little and ever so slightly buck against my hand.

“Go on then spunk up all over my hand!” I pleaded with Vinny. “You know I want it. My first load of the day, all over my hand. I will lick it all up for you and you two dirty bastards can watch,” I teasingly said.

Vinny gave out a low moan and a gutteral “Shit,” as he started pumping thick cum out as my hand speed increased. He had three fingers up me now as well as he began cumming.

The first shot of spunk flew high up onto my bare arm, the second landed on my leg, the third and fourth splashed all over my fingers and the last two dribbled down his thick shaft and again onto my fingers, coating my wedding ring.

I smiled over at my two other lovers and simply said, “Covered!”

Jim laughed as Vinny was now relaxing from his cum. I still had my hand under the table but quickly brought it up when I knew it was really safe to do so.

“Jesus!” Baz exclaimed when he saw all the dripping thick white jizz on my hand and fingers.

“Look at this too,” I told him showing him the slim line of spunk running down my arm. “There’s another one on my leg too!,” I informed Jim and Baz.

With that I lapped at my exposed hand, slurping up Vinny’s thick cream. Then I sucked my fingers clean too, one by one, savouring the taste and making sure the boys saw me cleaning up my rings.

That felt so slutty. My rings, given to me by the man I loved, coated in another guys batter, and me sucking it all off, lapping it up like a fucking five pound (dollar) whore.

His spunk tasted lovely. All warm, gooey and salty ... Delicious!

Our puddings came a couple of minutes later, giving Vinny enough time to buckle up again, and me to completely clean my hand. The cum was still on my exposed leg under the table and still running down my arm.

Once we had eaten them (a lovely cheesecake for me) I needed the loo. I tidied myself up, lowering my dress again and reclasped my suspender and stocking that had pinged off during my fist fucking to make myself respectable.

I excused myself leaving with a pinch on the bum from Baz.

Once I had been for my pee I returned, oblivious and completely forgetting the fact that the spunk on my arm was till there. It may have been visible to some men whose eyes had followed me as I walked past them in a corridor! They seemed keen on my legs as well as I saw them eyeing them up and flirtily straightened the stocking seam on my right leg. (The cum on my leg I admit to scooping off when pissing and giving it a slurping too!)

On walking to the table I noted Baz had taken Vinny’s place. “My turn,” he cockily said as I sat down.

“Oh you think so!” I jibed back at him adding a “we will see.”

The waitress came over and asked about teas and coffees. We ordered them and again said don’t hurry making the excuse that we could see she was busy, but in reality so as it would give us more time for fun and games.

Whilst waiting for our beverages Barry had placed his hand up my dress, again rubbing at my lips and flicking my clit. I had unbuckled his trousers and slowly took his already hard cock out. He shuffled down, just like Vince had done, so as I could get at him easier.

He was harder than Vinny at this point already and it immediately became clear wanking him off wasn’t going to take too long. I had again parted my legs to allow him access and he fumbled with my clit which was hard and throbbing again.

I was really fisting his cock quite hard as he let out a groan and sure enough he started to cum all over my hand and fingers. His spurts all landed on me, either on my hand and fingers or again a couple on my leg.

Once finished cumming I scooped the drips from his shaft and again put my hand to my mouth, licking and savouring the offering.

The other two were smiling intently as the young lass came back with the teas and coffees. Baz still had his flaccid cum soaked cock out under the table cloth and still a couple of fingers up my pussy.

Once served and she was out of sight he buckled up again.

Jim asked him to swap places and I knew it was obviously his turn for some fondling and a handjob. On moving seats beside me I took the opportunity to really raise my dress up, it was now basically around my waist high up.

Below the table I was only wearing my heels, anklet, stockings and suspender belt.

“Good lass,” Jim commented as he took his place beside me and saw my state of dress, or rather undress! “Let’s take this up a wee notch eh lads!” he also added after telling them what I had done re my mini dress.

I was leaking a fair bit of pussy juice now again as the whole situation was so incredibly horny.

Baz was asked to move his seat so he basically was obscuring me completely from the possibility of being seen.

“Now get those legs really fucking spread you slut.” Jim commanded.

I smiled and did as asked, spreading them both far out.

“Pass that big black vibro Vinny,” Jim then said.

I looked at him and again smiled.

“Now start working that wet cunt of yours for us.”

I was gone by this point. I was soaking wet and the tip of the new vibro easily splayed my lips and eased it’s head into me. As I slowly began to work it in Jim was telling the other two what was happening and describing how wet my pussy was, how I was coating the vibro in my goo and how my legs seemed to be shaking.