Romantic Dinner
Eva Hore 2003

My boyfriend John was trying to please me. We were coming into town and getting all dressed up. He'd hired a limo and was taking me to the fanciest restaurant in Sydney. We were country folk, used to BBQ's in the backyard wearing jeans and t-shirts, so this was something we'd never done before. Something very special.

He's booked us into the Hyatt, one of the most expensive hotels in Sydney. We arrived early in the afternoon and after some shopping we hurried back to get ready for our big night out. I knew John hated wearing a suit and tie. He looked so handsome even as he fidgeted with his tie. He wolf whistled when he saw me.

He'd brought me a sexy black dress with a huge split right up one leg, exposing most of my thigh. John had begged me not to wear underwear, said he wanted to be able to touch me whenever he felt like it, and after spending all this money on the weekend who was I to argue.

I sauntered over to him, trying to look as alluring as possible in my high heeled stilettos.

He held his arm out and I snuggled in kissing his neck. His hand roamed over me before creeping around the front where he inched up my dress until my arse was exposed.

'Very nice,' he said, pleased I'd obeyed him. 'Very nice indeed.'

His hand wandered over both cheeks while his other hand held up my dress. He hadn't closed the curtains and as our light was on I tired to wriggle out of view. He held me firm though, enjoying watching me squirm.

'John, don't,' I pleaded. 'Someone might see.'
'Let them. Let the whole world see what a sexy woman I've got.'

I wrestled out of his grasp but not before he smacked me hard on one cheek. He liked to give a bit of a spanking and I certainly always enjoyed getting one even though I pretended I didn't.

'Hey, that hurt,' I pouted.
'You loved it,' he said. 'Now grab your bag. I have a limo waiting for you.'

I giggled happily as we left the room looking forward to an evening none of my friends have ever had. They wanted every detail, from the room, to the restaurant, to the limo and even the sex. Yes, we were the biggest root rats back home; happy to have sex whenever and where ever we wanted and weren't shy to talk about it.

But now it was off into this sumptuous black limo with plush red velvet interior. There was a bar, television and music. The driver held the door open and we sunk into the darkness. Tinted windows were all around us.
'I want your naked pussy on this,' John said patting the seat.

I lifted the side panel over so one thigh was completely exposed and laughed as the velvet tickled me.
'Champagne has been poured sir,' the driver said, looking over his shoulder.

'We'll do an hour tour of the city. Will that be all?'
'Yes and thank you,' John said winking at me.

I was sure the driver must have seen my hairy pussy with my dress at that angle, but hey I'd never see him again so why should I care. I was here to keep my man happy and if this was what he wanted then I was happy to oblige.

He slid the window across and we were in semi darkness. John lifted his glass to mine and we toasted each other. We sat there in the back, sipping champagne as the city moved around us. We had finished one bottle and John opened another.

'No more for me,' I giggled, feeling slightly tipsy.
'Well, would you like me to give some attention to this?' John asked, knocking my thighs open.
'John,' I said shocked, looking over towards the driver's window.
'He can't see you,' he said getting down on his knees before my open thighs.
'Are you sure,' I giggled.
'Who cares. Hmm,' he said nuzzling into my pussy.

Oh God, I loved him. He was so exciting. He loved taking risks and was an attentive and caring partner. He was licking my pussy, nuzzling deep into the velvet. I could feel his tongue probing my hole occasionally, so I titled my pelvis upward and then his fingers were exploring me. I was just about to come when he stopped, straightened himself up and sat next to me, grinning.

Frustrated I hit him on the arm. He also loved to tease me. I grabbed at his cock but he slapped my hand away as we pulled up to the restaurant.

The doorman ushered us in. It was magnificent. The tables were all set with candles, soft music filtered through and the décor was magnificent.

We were both a bit drunk by this stage and to be honest all I wanted to do was go back to the hotel and fuck our brains out. John wanted me to have a nice dinner first so we quickly ordered chicken, lobster and more champagne.

We shared our food and as the night wore on we became more and more horny. John made sure he sat on the same side as the split in my dress and while I was eating he proceeded to finger me. The waiter came to remove our plates while John was still at it. I flushed, embarrassed but John quietly removed his fingers, licking each in turn, from the knuckle to the very tip.

'Hmm,' he said. 'Finger licking good.'

He winked at the waiter who just nodded his head, a smile playing around the sides of his mouth. I punched John playful on his arm.

'Can we leave now?' I asked.
'Your wish is my command,' he said.

We quickly paid our bill and summonsed our driver. In the back of the limo we were locked in a passionate embrace. John hit the intercom and told the driver we wanted to see some more sights, could he drive around for an hour.

But we didn't see a thing.

We didn't see anything except each other. John insisted I remove my dress and lay naked amongst the plush pile, wearing nothing but my pearl necklace. The carpet was at least three inches thick and I sunk into it as John opened the bar and withdrew a small bottle of Cognac.

He lay beside me the bottle open, tilting it so that it dribbled out and over my naked flesh, in between my breasts and then down between my thighs where it pooled beneath my pussy. He lapped at me, licking it all up, then slapped my pussy hard, electrifying my senses before climbing over and devouring me.

My legs locked around his head and I pushed my pelvis up into his face smothering him in the process. His fingers found my nipples and he squeezed, pinching them, drawing them out as I squealed in delight.

Then I was all over him, throwing him back onto the seat, unzipping his fly and straddling him. His cock slipped easily inside my saturated pussy and I lifted myself up, holding onto the back of the seat, my feet planted firmly on the seat and threw myself down, impaling myself on him. I rode him hard listening to him groaning, as he slapped me hard on the arse over and over again.

I could feel stinging where the alcohol had touched then his mouth was at my nipples biting into them. I pounded into him harder, the more he bit down the more out of control I became. Within minutes I was screaming, fucking him like never before and then I exploded all over his cock, allowing it to ooze out and over his trousers.

He too came, high in me. He clutched my back, his fingers digging into my skin as his body convulsed, then he was holding me firm by the hips shooting his load, shuddering into my neck. Our tongues roamed each others mouths as we struggled to draw breathe. Finally, totally sated I collapsed on him and he held me tight.
The cramping of my legs alerted me to the fact that we'd also stopped. I eased my aching body from John's to retrieve my dress. It was then that I noticed the chauffeur's window was open and I saw his eyes twinkling in the rear view mirror.

'Would you like me to get the door now, sir?' he asked.
'Yes, that would be great,' John said, totally unperturbed that he'd obviously witnessed our lovemaking.

I quickly pulled my dress over me, just in time before the door was opened. John alighted first, holding his hand out to me. I grabbed at it, flushed with the aftermath of sex, and noticed his stained trousers. He didn't care, just winked at me.

The driver followed us up stairs. John said he'd forgotten to pay him, that he'd left the cheque inside, but once inside his hands were all over me.

'What?' I gasped as his fingers grabbed at my breasts.
'This is the rest of your surprise weekend. You didn't think it would be just dinner and some driving did you?'

I looked at him, through narrowed eyes. We'd always wanted to have a threesome but in a small country town whom do you ask? Everyone knows everyone else, so of course this was the perfect solution.
Cunning fox!

Well I had a surprise for him too. I thought his threesome included another woman, not a man! I'd organised for a high class call girl to be at our beck and call, so on the pretence of showering I quickly phoned her, dressed in the slutty outfit I'd brought with me and by the time I was ready, the hooker was there.

You can imagine John's surprised face as he opened the door. She sauntered straight in, dressed in a thigh high black mini dress, boots nearly all the way up her thigh, her breasts pushed high, practically spilling from their cups. Her long blond hair swishing as she walked straight over to me and planted a wet kiss from her sexy red lips straight onto my mouth.

I'd changed into a red leather skirt and top with black fish net stockings and suspenders. I was wearing a red g-string and sexy red bra, John's favourite colours. I'd tarted up my face with make-up and teased my hair. I looked like a whore and loved it. Tonight I was going to be one.

The guys just stood there open mouthed while we kissed. I turned to them, one hand on my hip, the other holding on to the hooker, Sonja's arse.

'Sit,' I demanded.
They sat.

Sonja and I put on a show for them they'll never forget. We began by slowly stripping out of our clothes. I played up to the driver, while she played up to John. As each piece of clothing came off we undid or unzipped something of the guys, so pretty soon we were in our underwear and they were left with their trousers still on.

I lay Sonja on the couch; her body glistening as I slowly inched her panties down. She obliged me by taking over, lifting her legs high, giving the guys a glimpse of her hairless pussy while I wiggled my arse in front of them.

She lifted herself towards me and we both undid each other's bra's throwing them to the ground. I threw myself between her legs, devouring her pussy; my arse pointing towards the guy's provocatively. She in turn pulled at her nipple rings stretching them out to an unbelievable length.

The taste of her was amazing. I'd never gone down on another woman before and found the whole experience quite a turn on. I was just beginning to grind into her clit, when fingers were between my crack and with a quick rip my g-string was ripped from me. I was hoisted up by the hips and a cock rammed straight into me. I turned to see my driver wearing only his cap pounding into my pussy.

John was between Sonja's open thighs and she opening up her pussy for him, pulling apart the lips, allowing him to see her juices. With a quick smirk in my direction he lowered his massive cock into her hungry pussy. She wrapped her legs around his back and her arms around his neck, holding him close as her red painted nails raked at this back.

I looked on, happy that I'd managed to surprise my man and please myself at the same time. I withdrew myself from the driver and lay Sonja back on the couch to caress her breasts while I watched my husband fuck her. He smiled at me as he pumped into her then quickly withdrew, lay her on the floor with me beside her and fucked me while she caressed my breasts, teasing my nipples with her hot tongue. God it was fabulous.

The driver pushed his hard cock into my mouth and with the three of them working on my body it took only seconds for me to come. Then Sonja and I devoured John while the driver took photos for me. We spent the night in every position imaginable, fucking until the early hours.

The next day the driver took us out to see the sights with Sonja but we were all still so horny from last night that we ended up in the back of the limo with the perfect view of the Sydney harbour bridge from our window.

People stopped to bang on the door and ask if we were all right. They could hear the moaning and groaning. We just laughed, lowered the window to let them see us all naked and locked in every imaginable position, and even invited some to join. We had no takers and to be honest I'm glad. There's no way I could have handled another cock, but hey maybe next year we'll do it again and see how we go.