Sex Restaurant

 

The scent of the room was thick and heady with the combination of sweat, sex, and various foods as Kyle entered the small, red waiting room filled with men and women that were lustfully licking their lips. Screams, moans, whimpers, and cries ripped the air as the black door opened to reveal a small five foot waitress that looked like she was in her early twenties with long black curls and dark green eyes wearing only a long shirt that barely concealed a swollen pussy that was coated with a white substance and a green collar.

One by one, the guests were called back or were rejected based on the required blood tests as Kyle eagerly awaited his own turn, clutching the valuable pass he had gotten from his boss for Christmas. Finally, he was called and he stood up eagerly, following the girl into a large room filled with various people in various positions.

It… was unlike anything he imagined. The room was colored in warm yellow tones and furnished with beautiful French furniture and gold chains hung from the ceiling above tables, some empty and some filled with men, women, or dickgirls of many different races wearing red collars ready to be used. The women and dickgirls in blue collars were in various stages of pregnancy and were chained to the table rather than the ceiling. Waiters and waitresses in various states of dress all wore green collars and were assisting customers with either food or engaging in some sex act.

“So Mister Lion, man, woman, and/or hermaphrodite?” the waitress asked as she grabbed a gold leather-bound menu from the menu holder at the entrance and signaled to three free waiters of the three sexes to come front and center.

“Only women for today please,” Kyle replied, taking an appreciative glance at the curvy short brunette with the pixy cut and hazel eyes in only a black lacy bra.

“Milking or non-milking?”

A blush spread on Kyle’s cheeks as he said, “Milking.”

The brunette nodded, took the menu from the first waitress and led him from the large golden room to a soft orange room where the first sight he saw was a large black man feasting on a yellow collared asian dickgirl’s breasts in between taking bites of his juicy looking steak. He was led to the back booth where a five foot two red-head was waiting on top of the table with her thin legs and arms spread with silver chains to reveal the vibrating black dildo in the red and dripping pussy. The girl’s small breasts were equally swollen and dripping. Drugged blue eyes rose to meet him and he almost came right there.

“This is Shia,” said the brunette as she handed Kyle the menu. “Your pass entitles you to eight hours of food and sex. May I start you off with anything?”

Before Kyle could say anything, Shia interrupted him. “Izzy,” Shia whimpered. “They hurt so bad… Please drain them…”

“Shhhh…,” Izzy said, bending over and kissing Shia on the forehead. “You have a customer now. I cant unless he asks, Baby.”

“So swollen,” Shia whimpered, blue eyes boring into Kyle’s. “Please…”

“I’ll have the soup of the day to start,” Kyle said and Izzy left to comply after giving Shia a pitying glance. After watching the round ass walk away, Kyle gently pushed Shia back on the table and climbed on top of her.

Shia whimpered. “Please… I’m so swollen.”

Kyle smiled as he unzipped himself and positioned his cock in the red and flushed valley of her pushed together breasts. Drops began cascading down into his cock as he began rocking back and forth as Izzy returned with the soup which she set on an empty space of the table.

“Will that be all for now?” Izzy asked with a strained voice.

“Actually, I’d like to see you eat your friend out,” Kyle said with a glance over his shoulder.

Izzy’s eyes widened but she complied, beginning with a few experimental licks to Shia’s clit which had Shia screaming in pleasure and thrashing about.

“Please!” Shia begged and then screamed in pain and pleasure as Kyle tit fucked her faster. Kyle decided to take pity

“Izzy, I want you to now get in front of me and empty her breasts as I fuck them.”

Izzy complied, immediately latching to the left nipple and replacing Kyle’s hands with her own on Shia’s breasts.

Tears ran down Shia’s eyes in relief. “Thank you… thank you…”

“Open your mouth Shia,” Kyle commanded.

Shia complied and Kyle smiled as he blew his first load of the night into her mouth.

Kyle panted as his semen began to slow and Izzy switched breasts, the creamy milk running down her chin. When he began to recover, he examined the menu more closely and among various foods found a page of extra kinks: fucking machines, costumes, enema, additional personnel, and bestiality with various pictures.

Hmmm…. the sight of Izzy being fucked by a large dog while an Asian dickgirl had its way with Shia would go nicely with his surf and turf meal…