whispered the erotic words, looking right into his eyes the whole time. Only
she and Linda knew the story was false, but it did give Linda an idea.
He rapidly produced a healthy erection. “Oh, man, this isn’t gonna take
long at all. Why don’t you take it out and suck it a bit right now?” he
whispered, looking around to make sure that no one was watching. Linda looked
at Kate.
“Should I?”
“Ah, what the hell – why not? Just don’t let him shoot off in your
mouth, you greedy bitch!” Kate laughed. Linda slid the zipper of his slacks
down and reached in, quickly extracting the well-formed penis.
“Hey, this is’t bad.” she said, dipping her tongue to slide it over the
gleaming head of his cock. She pursed her lips and slid them down over the
tip, sliding slowly down the length of his shaft and jerking the exposed
portion with her left hand. Again and again she slid down, feeding the warm
flesh into her mouth and lips, wetting it with her saliva. Linda knew how to
prolong a blow job for dozens of minutes if she wanted to, but this time she
was going for speed, not delay. Kate continued to knead her breasts and pinch
the nipples, making the rigid tips stand out and poke through the flimsy
blouse.
“Now remember, the minute you think you’re gonna orgasm, get it out of
there and aim it at my coffee – I want every drop right in the cup!” said
Kate. The waiter nodded at her.
“It’s not gonna be…long….now…ohgod yes, yes, here it is!” he
groaned, hurriedly pulling his pulsating rod from the slightly disappointed
Linda’s mouth.
“Quick, quick, shoot in the cup, in the cup!” said Kate. The waiter
pulled on his cock a few times, and Kate watched fascinated as the tiny hole
at the end winked open and a long thin stream of sperm shot out, splashing
perfectly right in the coffee cup in front of her. She thought it was one of
the most sexy things she’d ever seen. Again he pulled on the shaft, and
another large bolt, even larger than the first, flew out to land in the cup.
Kate could hear Linda gasping as the third jet followed the first two, now
noticably pooling in the coffee. A fourth and fifth stream shot out, one
missing the cup slightly to drip down the side and into the saucer. The young
waiter grunted with the effort of unloading his balls for the kinky woman’s
request while maintaining a respectable image from the rear.
“ohgodI’mcumming,” he grunted through clenched teeth “right into your
coffee.”
“Yes, yes, do it again, do it again!” urged Kate, and he complied with
her request, urging one last spritz of his semen to make the long trip out
of his balls, up the shaft of his cock, out the head, and across the several
inches of open air into her waiting reservoir. Finally, though, he finished,
gasping for breath. Kate and Linda looked at him.
“That will be all.” said Linda formally, dismissing him with a wave of
her hand. He hurriedly stuffed his shrinking penis back into his pants and
turned away, anxious to tell the cook and bartender this story. Linda looked
over at Kate.
“WOW! You did all right there, kiddo! Look at the load he dropped in
your lap!” Kate glanced down at the coffee. The milky white semen floated
serenly on top of the dark brown liquid, easily amounting to three or four
teaspoons worth. A thin strand hooked over the rim of the cup and down the
side, bubbling at the end. “And he got almost all of it right in there!” she
agreed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She trailed her fingertip up the
side of the cup, collecting the single line of white liquid. She looked at
Linda as she brought the white-coated finger to her lips, and sucked it dry.
“Ummmm, good stuff! Very nice, just the right tang and texture – not too
bitter, not too salty, very nice indeed.”
She brought the cup to her lips and tilted it, sipping just the very
tiniest amount from the top of the liquid. It was mostly pure semen. It was
warm as the coffee itself, and Kate purposely let some slip back down over
her lower lip and drip down her chin, knowing it would excite Linda no end.
“Ummm, absolute heaven…” she sighed, eyes closed, swallowing the warm,
salty essence. “I’m really starting to like this stuff, you know.” She opened
her eyes again to gaze into the cup. “Too bad there’s not more.”
Linda looked at her. “I dare you to walk back to the kitchen and ask for
another helping!”
Kate grinned. “I just might do that!” She got up with her cup of coffee,
hips swaying sexily, striding towards the swinging doors that led back to the
kitchen area. Luckily no one stopped her. How would she explain that she
wanted the cook and any other lucky males back there to masturbate and
ejaculate semen into her coffee cup? As she entered the hot steamy kitchen,
she remembered the single line of semen bisecting her lower lip and chin.
‘What the hell, it’ll help ‘em get the idea’ she thought.
As she pushed through the white doors, she was heartened to see four
adult males working in the kitchen – 1 older black man, 2 white men, and one
young black man who seemed about 18 or 19 at the most. The old black man
looked up to see her.
“Hey, missy, you ain’t allowed in here, this’s the kitchen.”
Kate didn’t say a word, just kept walking up to him. All four men
stopped their activities to watch her. She walked right up to the man who
spoke. He was about 50 or 60 years old, coal-dark skin with snowy white hair
up top, and towered a good 5 feet, three inches tall. He peered up at her
curiously. Kate brought her face down to almost his eye level. She knew what
…End of the part2. To be continued..
