Sandy and Jo's chocolate coated cum : Part 2

The restaurant was downtown on Richmond Street, with its own parking lot right next to it. But the girls all insisted I park in another lot a couple of blocks away, because they wanted ‘a little exercise’. But I knew that they just wanted the fun of walking down downtown’s busiest street, as a red-pantied foursome at the busiest time of the day… 6:30. It still wasn’t dark yet, and the streets were well lit anyway, so there’d be no hiding them. And so the four of them confidently sauntered, all in a row just like Charlie’s Angels, down Main Street… laughing, smiling, turning their heads quickly, their long blonde hair swooshing as they turned, to look at the boys staring at them, mouths open. Nadene’s T-shirt said it all… “Hooker 4 Hire”. Sandy, being the newest at this, was a bit nervous. But even she felt the confidence of numbers, and joined in the fun.

There was something almost immediately different about the restaurant. We were given a room of our own, albeit with a floor to ceiling window directed out towards the main dining area, and a wall-to-ceiling mirror on the opposite wall. Although the maitre’d was fully clothed, very formally in a white shirt with a black bow tie, black pants and shoes, the waiters wore no shirts. They all were young, and exquisitely muscular, obviously all having spent years in a gym. And each of the girls had their own personal waiter. I had a waitress, a pretty little blonde, just eighteen, named Madison. She wore black pants, a white blouse and black flat shoes, like looked like dancing shoes. Her hair was in a pony-tail.

There was no menu. I’d already ordered for the girls. They just sat back and relaxed. The table was beautifully set with a white table cloth and huge glass goblets. They were the first to be filled. The four waiters, in unison, came out, unzipped their pants, pulled out their dicks, picked up their girl’s goblet… and pissed into it, filling each virtually to the top. It was amazing how perfectly they did that. They then calmly put the goblets down, but then just stood there.

“Would you like anything else right now?” the girls were asked.

Nadene, having been here before, knew exactly what to do. She turned her chair, then leaned forward to take her waiter’s cock in her mouth, even as she slowly slid down to her knees. Jo was next… she’d also been here before. Heather and Sandy just looked at each other, laughing nervously. Heather shrugged and followed suit. Sandy then just looked at me. Madison had just replaced my goblet with a big goblet filled with what must have been her own piss… obviously having filled it elsewhere. Then she stood there. I knew what to do too. I stood up and watched Madison kneel at my feet to start on me.
Sandy glanced up at her waiter, who was smiling down at her. Then she glanced out at the main room, where all the other diners were eating and talking, apparently oblivious to what was going on her. Then she glanced up at her waiter again, and slid down to her knees. She felt more self-conscious being different than giving a waiter a blowjob in a busy restaurant.

I had lots of fun watching Sandy, even while my own cock was being sucked by this very pretty 18-year old. Sandy seemed very calm, bobbing her head to and fro, sliding her mouth back and forth along her waiter’s muscular dick (yes, even his dick seemed to have muscles!), but with her eyes moving constantly. She found the mirror, and seemed to enjoy watching herself work. She’d never blown anyone watching herself before, and seemed to be both curious and to be having fun at it. Eventually, she glanced back at the crowd of diners through the window, to notice that several had stopped eating and had turned their heads to watch. But, by now, Sandy was into it. She showed no expression of alarm at all. I think her eyes met one of the gazers for a moment, because she and he seemed to be staring right at each other. But still she rhythmically slid her head in and out and sucked… calmly… as if this was a perfectly natural thing to do and a perfectly natural place for her to do it. She glanced at me, over at Madison, and then back at the mirror to watch herself some more.

Madison was very pretty, and looked younger than 18. She was mostly facing away from the mirror, so that her cute little bum was in the mirror for me to see, not 10 feet from where she was kneeling. In her black pants, it looked very nice and I told her so.
“You are very pretty,” I said down to her.
She popped her mouth off my cock, smiled up at me, her eyes big and bright, and said: “Thanks.” Then she resumed sucking.
“You have a very cute little bum too,” I commented.
Again she stopped, popped her mouth off me, thanked me, and then started again.
I let her go a little bit, enjoying the feel of her soft young mouth sliding too and fro on my rod.
“How long have you been working here?” I asked her.
“”Seven months,” she answered, pleasantly. Then she went on to explain how her uncle owned the place and… but I stopped her.
“Madison,” I said.
“Uh huh,” she said.
“This is just a suggestion,” I said tactfully. “You are wonderful… you really are.”
“Uh huh.”
“But you really need to learn how make chitchat with a man while continuing to suck him.”
She seemed puzzled.
“You can answer questions without taking my cock out of your mouth… and you should. Guys like that.”
She dutifully took me back into her mouth.
“How old are you?” I asked her. I didn’t actually know she was eighteen at that point.
“Hmm hmm,” she said. Then shrugged. How could I possibly understand her, she was thinking.
“Count it out for me,” I instructed her.

And then she understood. Very deliberately, she counted: “Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm,” she said.
“That’s great,” I told her, and she beamed with pride.
We had a nice little conversation after that. At one point, I lifted my goblet to my lips and took a nice drink of her piss. I’d drunk piss from Jo and Nadene before… and enjoyed it… but never from a girl as young as Madison. I almost wondered if it would be sweeter, somehow. It wasn’t, but I did like it.
“Would you like a sip?” I asked Madison, holding my glass down to her.
She shook her head. But then she asked: “Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm?” and pointed to me and then to her cock-filled mouth.
I understood.
“Okay,” I said. “Just stop pumping for a minute.”
“Hmm hmm,” Madison answered and obeyed.
While waiting, I asked her if she’d ever swallowed piss before, and she shook her head.
“Hmm hmm.”
“Are you scared?” I asked.
“Hmm hmm,” she shook her head again.
I then tried to make her laugh by telling her that this was going to be a ‘real cocktail’ and that ‘drinks always taste better from the tap’. And she did laugh a bit. But, obviously a quick learner, she knew not to take me out of her mouth.
Sure enough, within a minute or two, I was emptying my bladder into Madison’s mouth and she was swallowing it all, her mouth lightly wrapped around my now soft cock, her hands resting quietly on my thighs and her eyes peering up at me in appreciation.
After she’d swallowed it all, I asked her if she’d liked it.
“Hmm hmm,” she nodded proudly.
“Would you like to watch yourself in the mirror?” I then asked her, pointing towards it.
“Hmm hmm (Okay),” she answered pleasantly, and we shifted our angle a little bit so I could still see her cute little bum, but she also could look towards the mirror and see herself.
I asked her later if watching herself was fun.
“Hmm hmmmmm,” she said, nodding demonstrably. This WAS fun for her.

She was the only one of the girls not wearing heels, likely because of her having to carry trays of food and plates and management not wanting her to stumble in pumps. But her shoes still were very sexy… black and slick with about a ¾ inch broad heel. I liked them. I also enjoyed watching her eyes as she watched herself in the mirror. She and Sandy were not far from each other in the mirror, both watching themselves and being very intense about it. These two girls still were on their knees when the other girls all had finished and were back at the table. Nadene, Jo and Heather were looking at the menus that now had been handed to them. They weren’t menus, really. The girls’ meals already had been ordered and prepared. What they had truly was more of a program, to tell them what was next. First on the menu was ‘Seed and Mushroom Soup’.

“Uh huh” Nadene said, giving me a suspicious look. But then she looked fondly down at Madison, who was gagging and choking because I’d pushed my cock down her throat and was asking her to hold it there. After a few seconds, she pulled back and started to recover, sliding her mouth back and forth again. Jo commented on how pretty Madison is, and Nadene suggested Madison might want to consider prostitution, if she hadn’t already. She, Jo and Heather explained what fun it all was, with Sandy repeatedly nodding her approval from her knees. Jo suggested that Madison could join them when the girls all went out to do a little street hooking for a few hours after they’d finished here.

“Would you like that?” Heather asked the young girl.
“Hmm hmm,” Madison nodded vigorously.

Madison definitely needed some instruction and practice to be as good even as Sandy was when she started… but Madison’s young looks would make her a hit and guys would certainly want to try her out. I assured her of this. Then I told her I was sure I could line up 8-10 big black guys for her to practice on (I was thinking of Rufus and his boys) and that I’d speak with her uncle about letting her come out with us to meet these guys, if she still wanted to.
“Hmm hmm?” she asked, hopefully.
“Sure,” I said. “But let’s try that deep throat thing again.”
“Hmm hmm (okay),” she said, now very excited at the fun she knew she’d be having later.
And down I plunged.
‘Seed and Mushroom Soup’ turned out to be a sizeable bowl consisting of a few stewed mushrooms swimming in a slimy sea of semen and sperm.

I was sitting down by now, but Madison was still feasting on me under the table. MY appetizer was a pretty brunette cheerleader named Crystal, who lay back on the table as I feasted on beaver and cream. I was like a kid eating pizza, my head entirely buried in my food… in fact, totally hidden under Crystal’s blue and yellow striped skirt. She’d already slipped her panties off for me. And, after I’d soaked them in my goblet of piss for a minute or two, I stuffed Crystal’s baby blue nylon panties, sopping wet, into her mouth for safekeeping, so it wasn’t only Madison and me who was mumbling. Poor Crystal kept slurping to keep the piss from leaking out of her mouth and onto her sweater. If she’d wanted to remove them from her mouth, however, she couldn’t, because her wrists were handcuffed behind her as she was leaning back on her elbows. She could have manipulated the panties out of her mouth with her tongue, I guess, but she didn’t seem to want to. At one point I asked her if she was having fun and she nodded brightly.