face flame and with trembling hands, parted the slit in his slacks. He must have planned this because he wasn’t wearing any underwear. Candace slid two fingers inside and grasped his cock. Holding the fabric open with her other hand, she pulled his rock hard cock through the opening.
“Put it in your mouth. Now.” His tone brooked no argument. Candace leaned forward and Ryan did too, bracing himself with both hands on the wall behind her, as she wet her lips and closed them around him.
“Work it. Make me come.”
Candace closed her eyes and tried to forget she was sucking a man’s cock in a public place. Ryan didn’t seem to care, and truthfully, once she’d tasted him again, she didn’t care either. With one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, she slid her mouth along his length, trying to put to use the tips Fallon had given her. Ryan groaned and pumped his hips against her face. Empowered by his reaction, Candace slipped the fingers of her free hand into his trousers, found his balls, and tugged. Ryan cursed and shifted so one hand braced him and the other splayed across the back of her head, holding her in place. He pumped hard, once, twice, before he came in her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but he’d more than filled her mouth. As he pulled out, a trickle slid from the corner of her mouth. She reached up instinctively to wipe it away.
“Don’t. Leave it.” Candace dropped her hand and looked up at him. “Put my cock away and stand up. We’re late for dinner.” Her pussy buzzed again and she followed Ryan’s terse orders. When she stood, Ryan slid his arm around her waist again and returned them to the restaurant. Candace was mortified at how she must look, her hair mussed where Ryan had held her head, her lips red and swollen with a trickle of cum on her chin.
“You look like a very naughty girl, just the way I like you.”
The others were waiting for them at the table. Richard and his date wore the usual Lothario dinner attire, skimpy sarongs, but his date wore a thick leather collar around her neck with a heavy leash attached to the front of it. Richard had the other end of the leash wrapped around his fist. Candace blushed and looked at the other couple as Ryan pulled out her chair for her. Captain Whittier was dressed as a pirate and his date wore an elaborate, but ragged Regency-era gown. It didn’t take much imagination to ascertain what the other couples were up to.
“Sorry we were late,” Ryan said. “Candace wanted to finish her lollipop.”
Candace felt four sets of eyes scrutinizing her. She kept her eyes fixed on the menu that had been placed on the table in front of her. Heat crept up her neck to her hairline. Her pussy buzzed and she looked up at Ryan.
“How was it?” Ryan’s lips quirked up on one side and his eyes challenged her.
She chose her words carefully, emboldened by what she saw in his eyes.“Delicious. It tasted incredible.” Her tongue swept across her bottom lip and she dabbed her napkin at the bit of cum on her chin. All humor left Ryan’s face. She felt empowered as never before. She used her napkin to hide a triumphant smile. Two could play at this game
Her pussy buzzed again and she lost her train of thought.
“Maybe I’ll give you another one for dessert.”
“Uhm…” She decided it was more promise than threat. “Yes, I’d like that. Thank you.” Neither one of the other women had said a word. Candace glanced around the table and caught Richard’s raised eyebrow directed at Ryan, who returned the look. What were the two of them communicating? Their waiter appeared, dressed in traditional formal attire. Candace had gotten used to the skimpy outfits the staff wore, so seeing so many people more or less fully clothed, surprised her. She addressed Richard. “I haven’t seen this much cloth in one place since I came aboard.”
“We have our moments. The chef for this restaurant is picky about naked people serving his
“Put it in your mouth. Now.” His tone brooked no argument. Candace leaned forward and Ryan did too, bracing himself with both hands on the wall behind her, as she wet her lips and closed them around him.
“Work it. Make me come.”
Candace closed her eyes and tried to forget she was sucking a man’s cock in a public place. Ryan didn’t seem to care, and truthfully, once she’d tasted him again, she didn’t care either. With one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, she slid her mouth along his length, trying to put to use the tips Fallon had given her. Ryan groaned and pumped his hips against her face. Empowered by his reaction, Candace slipped the fingers of her free hand into his trousers, found his balls, and tugged. Ryan cursed and shifted so one hand braced him and the other splayed across the back of her head, holding her in place. He pumped hard, once, twice, before he came in her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but he’d more than filled her mouth. As he pulled out, a trickle slid from the corner of her mouth. She reached up instinctively to wipe it away.
“Don’t. Leave it.” Candace dropped her hand and looked up at him. “Put my cock away and stand up. We’re late for dinner.” Her pussy buzzed again and she followed Ryan’s terse orders. When she stood, Ryan slid his arm around her waist again and returned them to the restaurant. Candace was mortified at how she must look, her hair mussed where Ryan had held her head, her lips red and swollen with a trickle of cum on her chin.
“You look like a very naughty girl, just the way I like you.”
The others were waiting for them at the table. Richard and his date wore the usual Lothario dinner attire, skimpy sarongs, but his date wore a thick leather collar around her neck with a heavy leash attached to the front of it. Richard had the other end of the leash wrapped around his fist. Candace blushed and looked at the other couple as Ryan pulled out her chair for her. Captain Whittier was dressed as a pirate and his date wore an elaborate, but ragged Regency-era gown. It didn’t take much imagination to ascertain what the other couples were up to.
“Sorry we were late,” Ryan said. “Candace wanted to finish her lollipop.”
Candace felt four sets of eyes scrutinizing her. She kept her eyes fixed on the menu that had been placed on the table in front of her. Heat crept up her neck to her hairline. Her pussy buzzed and she looked up at Ryan.
“How was it?” Ryan’s lips quirked up on one side and his eyes challenged her.
She chose her words carefully, emboldened by what she saw in his eyes.“Delicious. It tasted incredible.” Her tongue swept across her bottom lip and she dabbed her napkin at the bit of cum on her chin. All humor left Ryan’s face. She felt empowered as never before. She used her napkin to hide a triumphant smile. Two could play at this game
Her pussy buzzed again and she lost her train of thought.
“Maybe I’ll give you another one for dessert.”
“Uhm…” She decided it was more promise than threat. “Yes, I’d like that. Thank you.” Neither one of the other women had said a word. Candace glanced around the table and caught Richard’s raised eyebrow directed at Ryan, who returned the look. What were the two of them communicating? Their waiter appeared, dressed in traditional formal attire. Candace had gotten used to the skimpy outfits the staff wore, so seeing so many people more or less fully clothed, surprised her. She addressed Richard. “I haven’t seen this much cloth in one place since I came aboard.”
“We have our moments. The chef for this restaurant is picky about naked people serving his
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