Outdoor Service Ch. 02

Rachel was too exhausted to protest. The elderly gentleman tied the rope around her wrists; then he pulled her arms above her head and fastened the rope to the small table's solitary leg. He tied a loop around each of her thighs and pulled them apart, making her lie spread-eagled on the table. All ropes were fastened and tightened around the table leg.

When he was finished, the bound Rachel couldn't lift her arms, and couldn't pull her legs together. The ropes burned her skin, and the waiter's semen and her own juices slowly oozed from her cunt onto the blank steel of the table top.

She turned her head and saw that the fat man had began to undress. His skin was pale; he had a big belly and chubby legs. And Rachel almost burst out laughing at the sight of his cock. It was now hard and stiff - but was almost the spitting image of its owner: A bit shorter than the waiter's, but rather thick and very pale. Its head was almost spherical and as bright red as the head of the fat man himself.

He stood between Rachel's legs.

"No!" she cried.

No - she didn't want to - she just didn't want to be fucked by that horny, flabby man. She struggled desperately to free herself. But the taut, scratching ropes just dug deeper into her wrists and thighs, pinning her down on the table in the same position: Arms over her head, legs spread, her moist pussy wide open for all to see.

The fat man's cock stood straight up. He grabbed it with his fist, pointing it down towards Rachel's cunt. Then he thrust forwards, burying the entire length of the wide cock inside her.

"Oh!" she gasped.

The fat man grabbed the two ropes holding Rachel's thighs, as if they were the reins of a horse - and began to fuck her in hard, fast strokes. She screamed. His face was bright red with excitement and his belly and flab bounced in time with his thrusts.

Rachel couldn't bear the sight of the horny fatty. She closed her eyes. That spared her the sight - but not the sensation: The feeling of how deep he entered her - how his fat cock stretched the flesh of her cunt - how hard and vigorously he thrust into her again and again.

She whimpered with lust there on the table top - while the fat man held on to the ropes around her thighs, ruthlessly plunging his hard, fat cock into Rachel's wet, slippery cunt.

She climaxed again. This time she was too exhausted to even scream. She just sobbed helplessly, throwing her head from side to side as another powerful orgasm surged through her body. This couldn't be happening: The disgusting fatty had made her come.

The fat man's cock swelled and jerked inside Rachel's cunt. He grunted loudly and pulled out. As he grabbed his fat, glistening member in his fist, it immediately began squirting. The shaft contracted violently with each spurt - but it didn't shoot as far as the waiter's had. The fat man's cock spat out its white semen onto Rachel's trembling belly in burning hot, thick globs.

The fat man masturbated, uttering deep, grunting sounds. When he was finished he stepped away and stood next to the table. Rachel noticed that his pale cock was still just as erect.

The girl in sunglasses came over and knelt down between Rachel's legs. She placed her open mouth over Rachel's tender cunt and began licking and sucking up the semen of the two men. Rachel sighed. The girl forced her thighs apart, slurping vigorously at Rachel's pussy. She drank down the spunk of the waiter and the fat man, swallowing repeatedly.

Then she took Rachel's long, erect clitoris in her mouth and began sucking it like a cock. Rachel cried out with surprise - and felt an incredible lustful sensation streaming from her clit into every fibre of her shivering body. The girl in sunglasses sucked and licked her stiff love button in an intense rhythm. Rachel's juices flowed abundantly from her cunt, and the girl sucked them up, moving her head up and down over the long, quivering clit.

Rachel came again.

"Ohhh!" she cried, writhing helplessly in the taut ropes. "Ohhh!"

The climax coursed through her as the girl's mouth sucked in her twitching, swollen clitoris. It just went on and on - Rachel thought she'd never stop coming. But slowly the mad, animal orgasm subsided, leaving a calm, lusty tingling throughout her bound body.

The girl in sunglasses gave Rachel's cunt a final wet kiss, then stood up next to the table. The waiter walked over to her and asked:

"You have a dildo?"

"Of course," she replied.

And from her purse she produced a bright red latex dildo the size of a standard cock. The waiter took it with a crooked smile.

Rachel was too tired to struggle.

"Oh no," she whispered helplessly. "Now what?"

Now the waiter stood between her legs, placed the vibrator against her long, protruding clitoris - and turned it on. A deep, electric buzzing ran through Rachel's cunt, spreading through her entire body.

"Aaah!" she cried.

The waiter ran the vibrating toy in circles around and around her clit - then slowly down between her labia and into her cunt. Rachel's juices flowed around the dildo, soaking the waiter's fingers. He turned off the vibrator and thrust the latex member into her pussy a couple of times. Then he pulled it out, instead placing its tip against her anus.

"No. No!" she protested.

Grinning maliciously, the waiter slowly forced the dildo up into Rachel's ass. And she couldn't help it: She enjoyed the sensation. It felt so incredibly dirty, the hard rubber cock entering her smallest and tightest hole. Rachel writhed lustfully on the table top. And then the waiter switched on the vibrator.

"Ah!" she cried "Ah!"

She jerked violently from surprise and lust, making the little table rock back and forth. The waiter held her still, forcing the buzzing dildo further up her ass.

The elderly gentleman, the girl in sunglasses and the naked fatty stood around the table, watching them. The fatty's pale, thick cock was still completely erect. From time to time, it gave a little twitch, spitting out a spurt of semen that spattered onto the pavement.

Rachel trembled, as the dildo whirred inside her tender ass. Her long, erect clitoris stuck out, pink and glistening, twitching with lust. The waiter gripped it, gently masturbating it like a cock. Rachel cried out with pleasure:

"Aaah!"

The waiter turned off the vibrator and pulled it out of her ass. Then he pushed his apron to one side and unzipped his pants. His long cock was hard and stiff again. He thrust two fingers up into Rachel's sopping wet cunt. Then he pulled them out and put them in her mouth.

"Taste yourself," he panted.

Eagerly Rachel licked up her own juices. She savoured the spicy taste of pussy juice - but thought she could taste the semen of the waiter and the fat man - and perhaps the saliva of the girl in sunglasses? The aroma excited her - the waiter's fingers had the taste of lust and shameless sex in the sun in the outdoor café.

Again the waiter drove his cock into her and began thrusting. Rachel looked up at him. Oh, it was that lovely long cock again. And a man, she really fancied. So handsome with his dark, chiselled features, his day-old stubble - and the muscles in his arms and chest, flexing vigorously beneath his shirt as he fucked her.

Throwing her head back, Rachel savoured the sensation of the long, rigid cock, pumping away at her sensitive cunt. She noticed the fat man; he had grabbed his cock and stood there masturbating.

What was going on? How long would they keep going? Why was everyone so deliriously horny? Was it something about her that excited them on so much? She'd noticed men gazed longingly at her when she walked down the street. But was she really sexy enough to turn an entire café on to a wild open air gangbang?

The girl in sunglasses knelt down in front of the naked fatty and stuck out her tongue. He masturbated himself to yet another ejaculation - thick, white spurts shot from his pale, fat cock. The girl caught every glob on her tongue, swallowing it. As one more little droplet ran down his swelling shaft, the girl in sunglasses carefully licked it up. Afterwards, his cock remained as stiff and hard as before.

Rachel whimpered. The waiter's hard brutal thrusts into her cunt drove her towards yet another orgasm. She no longer remembered how many times she'd come. She couldn't... she...

"Ohhh!" she cried as she climaxed again. "Ohhh!"

Her orgasm was so violent it was almost painful. Rachel's pussy contracted in spasms - she felt as if it would squeeze the life out of the waiter's cock. But he seemed to enjoy the sensation of her cunt muscles gripping his hard shaft. In any case, he grunted with pleasure, thrusting deeper and deeper into her, as her juices gushed and squirted around his pumping cock.

"Oh yeah..." she whimpered huskily. "Oh yeah..."

Suddenly the waiter pulled his cock from her cunt, grabbed it with both hands, and pointed it up over her bound body. He was so close to coming, he didn't have to move his hands. His hard cock jerked violently, its head swelling madly. And then he climaxed.

"Yeeeah!" he cried, shaking with pleasure. "Ohhh!"

He first, hot spurt of the waiter's semen flew through the air, hitting Rachel's left breast. The next hit her belly. And the cock just kept spurting and spurting. She felt semen hitting her chin, her cheek, her left breasts - and landing in long, white lines across her skin.

Panting, the waiter let go of his cock, one final thick drop of spunk oozing from its head.

"Oh yes," he whispered. "Like that."

The elderly gentleman had zipped down and pulled out his erect member. It was long and slender, curving slightly upwards. The veins were clearly visible beneath the taut skin of the shaft. He stood next to Rachel's face.

"Open your mouth," he ordered.

Obediently, Rachel parted her red lips - and the elderly gentleman guided his erect cock into her wet mouth.

"You filthy whore!" he said harshly. "Suck my cock. Suck it, until I come!"

Rachel was surprised to hear the distinguished, elderly man talk so dirty to her. He must be very horny. She began sucking rhythmically at the hard cock - and felt how he slowly let it slip in and out of her mouth.

Now a hard cock pressed against her labia. It was the fat man again. Snorting with lust, he forced his fat tool all the way into her cunt. Again he grabbed the ropes around her thighs and began thrusting away - hard and deep, making the table rock and dance on the pavement. With loud slurping noises, Rachel vigorously sucked the elderly gentleman's cock.

On edge of the next table, the girl in sunglasses sat watching them. Now she lifted up her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties, and her pubes were neatly trimmed, exposing her moist, pink slit.

Her fingers found her clit.

"Oh yes," she whispered hoarsely. "Fuck her."

And the girl in sunglasses began masturbating - slowly and intensely. Her gazed jumped from the elderly gentleman's cock in Rachel's mouth - to the fat man's furious pumping into her cunt - and once in a while to her own lap, each time prompting a deep sigh. She clearly enjoyed watching herself masturbate.

Rachel writhed and squirmed on the metal table, the rough ropes scratching the skin of her arms and thighs.

The fat man was sweating with excitement, his face a deep red. His sweat dripped onto her face, her breasts, her belly - ran down between her thighs, mixing with her juices, and pouring over his thrusting cock. Rachel stuck out her tongue, catching a few drops of his sweat. It had a salty, spicy taste that for some reason made her even more randy.

Grunting like a beast, the fat man fucked Rachel with savage energy, driving her ever closer to yet another orgasm. The elderly gentleman fucked her mouth, making her swallow several times. And leaning on the neighbouring table the girl in sunglasses massaged her smooth pussy, juice trickling down the insides of her though.

"Keep going!" the girl gasped. "Fuck her fucking brains out!"

She plunged her fingers up into her own cunt - sobbing loudly with pleasure. Snorting and grunting, the fat man thrust his thick cock into Rachel again and again.

"Ohhh!" the girl in sunglasses cried, her fingers buried deep inside her own juicy cunt. "I'm coming!"

She gripped the edge of the table, and a powerful jet of juice shot from her cunt, as orgasmic spasms shook her entire body.

The fat man thrust a few more times up into Rachel's pussy - and she came again.

"Mmm!" she cried, her mouth full of the elderly gentleman's cock. "Mmm!"

The fatty pulled out of her, grabbed his fat cock with both hands, and masturbated like mad. He roared like an animal, as his pale, fat cock began ejaculating again. He pumped his sticky semen all over Rachel's belly and thighs.

And then she felt the first hot spurt in her mouth.

"Yeahhh!" the elderly gentleman cried. "There's a good little whore! Swallow it all!"

His long cock jerked fiercely inside Rachel's mouth, spurting jet after jet of spicy, hot spunk down her throat. Gulping, she swallowed one mouthful after another, as he emptied himself into her mouth, gasping with pleasure.

Then silence fell on the sidewalk café.

The girl in sunglasses adjusted her clothes and hair. A puddle of her juice glistened on the pavement. The elderly gentleman's orgasm subsided, and he pulled out of Rachel's mouth and zipped up his trousers. The waiter stood a few steps away, smiling lustfully. And the fat man? He still walked around, stark naked, still sporting a full erection. Rachel saw him swiftly masturbating again, making globs of thick semen spurt from his cock, spattering the pavement.

Carefully the elderly gentleman untied her ropes, letting Rachel crawl off the tables and get dressed. She sat on her chair, trying to recover. The elderly gentleman shook her hand.

"Thank you, miss," he said politely. "It was a pleasure."

Rachel stared at him. Seconds ago he had hurled obscenities at her. And now...

The girl in sunglasses came over and sat next to her. The waiter walked into the café and brought them two glasses of cold white wine.

Clinking their glasses, they drank in silence.

But soon the girl leaned over, kissing Rachel passionately. Surprised, Rachel pulled away. But then she opened her mouth, meeting the girl's lips again. Their tongues flicked playfully at each other. The girl grabbed Rachel's breasts, kneading it hard.

Rachel squirmed with pleasure. This day in the café had kindled something inside her. And she wasn't done yet...

The sun was going down, as Rachel and the girl in sunglasses got up from the café table. And together they walked back to Rachel's flat.