Dinner party Pt.1
A friend of mine is hosting a dinner party and has invited myself and Jules to join them. Jules is wearing a tight fitted short black dress which hugs her beautiful figure, her dress is shoulder-less and because of this she’s able to show off her amazing cleavage.
We knock on the door, while we wait she holds my hand “what if your friends don’t like me?” I quickly answer “don’t worry, just be yourself, they’ll love you” as I finish the sentence my friend John opens the door, he’s visibly taken with how beautiful Jules is, we exchange pleasantries and John shows us to the dining room. “I’m really sorry you 2 but my wife can’t join us tonight, something has come up at work which she can’t get out of.” At the end of the table are sat Pete and Steve, John explains “ all very last minute but Pete and Steve are old friends visiting from out of town so I’ve invited them instead, I hope you don’t mind?”
We all sit at the table, John pours drinks for us all as we chat and catch up after, a while and several drinks John announces that he should finish preparing the meal, to get to know John better Jules offers to help in the kitchen, John initially declines but Jules insists on helping and she follows John to the kitchen. As she leaves the room I can’t help but notice Pete and Steve following Jules figure as she left the room and I can’t help but think how lucky I am Jules is with me this evening.
Johns kitchen isn’t quite as spacious as the other rooms in his apartment and as Jules tries to help she only finds herself getting in the way. As John continues to prepare the food he finds himself often brushing past Jules, he doesn’t mind this at all, she smells divine and he finds his gaze returning to her cleavage whenever he’s looking in her direction. It’s at this point Jules and John begin to find that her being more of a hindrance than a help quite humorous, “why don’t I make us a drink so I’m out of your way” Jules asks. “Sure , glasses are in the cupboard in the corner by the oven” says John.
Jules heads to the corner to retrieve some champagne glasses, as she turns to stand up John is unintentionally standing over her as he prepares the meal, her eyes are directly in line with his waist, she’s close enough to him to be able to smell the musk of his crotch, all she can do is imagine what his cock would taste like in her mouth. Maybe it was the drink but in a moment of lustful madness and without thinking she reaches out and strokes the front of Johns jeans, he steps back surprised by Jules gesture, he looks down as she looks up at him, her face half apologetic, but as she bites her lip Johns stance becomes less defensive, at this moment Jules reaches out and starts to undo Johns belt and trousers.
His cock already hard falls from the opening of his button and fly, she holds it in her hand and slowly pulls back his foreskin to show the head of his cock, she lets his cock rest for a second on her cheek, it’s warm and smooth as the blood continues to flow to his already erect member. She turns her head slightly so his cock is now resting on her lips. She begins to lick and kiss the underside of his penis while holding the head just above her eyebrow. Jules still crouched down she lifts her skirt up exposing her black panties, with her free hand she reaches between her legs and starts rubbing her wet clit through her underwear.
Jules can’t believe she’s doing this, but is aroused even more knowing that Pete, Steve and myself are in the dining room unaware that she is about to devour Johns cock. Her tongue slides from the base up the underside of his cock to the tip of his head, she then parts her lips and takes his cock in her mouth. Jules sucks his cock for a few moments before letting Johns dick fall from her mouth, followed by a trail of spit and pre-cum. She stands up pulls her panties down and hangs them on the end of Johns cock “you better finish preparing dinner before it goes cold”. Jules departs the kitchen and heads back to the dining room to join Pete, Steve and myself still completely oblivious to her encounter with John.
Jules sits at the dining table next to me and I ask how she got on with helping John in the kitchen, she pulls my hand under the table on to her thigh and guides my hand up her leg. Straight away I notice her underwear has gone, I can guess already what she has probably got up to in the kitchen, her pussy is sopping we. She whispers in my ear “I’ve had my appetiser and I’m ready for the main course…”
We knock on the door, while we wait she holds my hand “what if your friends don’t like me?” I quickly answer “don’t worry, just be yourself, they’ll love you” as I finish the sentence my friend John opens the door, he’s visibly taken with how beautiful Jules is, we exchange pleasantries and John shows us to the dining room. “I’m really sorry you 2 but my wife can’t join us tonight, something has come up at work which she can’t get out of.” At the end of the table are sat Pete and Steve, John explains “ all very last minute but Pete and Steve are old friends visiting from out of town so I’ve invited them instead, I hope you don’t mind?”
We all sit at the table, John pours drinks for us all as we chat and catch up after, a while and several drinks John announces that he should finish preparing the meal, to get to know John better Jules offers to help in the kitchen, John initially declines but Jules insists on helping and she follows John to the kitchen. As she leaves the room I can’t help but notice Pete and Steve following Jules figure as she left the room and I can’t help but think how lucky I am Jules is with me this evening.
Johns kitchen isn’t quite as spacious as the other rooms in his apartment and as Jules tries to help she only finds herself getting in the way. As John continues to prepare the food he finds himself often brushing past Jules, he doesn’t mind this at all, she smells divine and he finds his gaze returning to her cleavage whenever he’s looking in her direction. It’s at this point Jules and John begin to find that her being more of a hindrance than a help quite humorous, “why don’t I make us a drink so I’m out of your way” Jules asks. “Sure , glasses are in the cupboard in the corner by the oven” says John.
Jules heads to the corner to retrieve some champagne glasses, as she turns to stand up John is unintentionally standing over her as he prepares the meal, her eyes are directly in line with his waist, she’s close enough to him to be able to smell the musk of his crotch, all she can do is imagine what his cock would taste like in her mouth. Maybe it was the drink but in a moment of lustful madness and without thinking she reaches out and strokes the front of Johns jeans, he steps back surprised by Jules gesture, he looks down as she looks up at him, her face half apologetic, but as she bites her lip Johns stance becomes less defensive, at this moment Jules reaches out and starts to undo Johns belt and trousers.
His cock already hard falls from the opening of his button and fly, she holds it in her hand and slowly pulls back his foreskin to show the head of his cock, she lets his cock rest for a second on her cheek, it’s warm and smooth as the blood continues to flow to his already erect member. She turns her head slightly so his cock is now resting on her lips. She begins to lick and kiss the underside of his penis while holding the head just above her eyebrow. Jules still crouched down she lifts her skirt up exposing her black panties, with her free hand she reaches between her legs and starts rubbing her wet clit through her underwear.
Jules can’t believe she’s doing this, but is aroused even more knowing that Pete, Steve and myself are in the dining room unaware that she is about to devour Johns cock. Her tongue slides from the base up the underside of his cock to the tip of his head, she then parts her lips and takes his cock in her mouth. Jules sucks his cock for a few moments before letting Johns dick fall from her mouth, followed by a trail of spit and pre-cum. She stands up pulls her panties down and hangs them on the end of Johns cock “you better finish preparing dinner before it goes cold”. Jules departs the kitchen and heads back to the dining room to join Pete, Steve and myself still completely oblivious to her encounter with John.
Jules sits at the dining table next to me and I ask how she got on with helping John in the kitchen, she pulls my hand under the table on to her thigh and guides my hand up her leg. Straight away I notice her underwear has gone, I can guess already what she has probably got up to in the kitchen, her pussy is sopping we. She whispers in my ear “I’ve had my appetiser and I’m ready for the main course…”
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