Little Flows – 3

“Almost there,” I announced, walking up towards Dania who braced one leg on the bench, spreading herself fully.

“Like I said…one here, the rest up there,” she grinned. I nodded my head in understanding, pointing my prick directly at her wide-open cunt, even going so far as to tease her clit with it directly.

“Oh yeah, that’s nice…now do it Max, do it! Jerk that cock, make it squirt, make it spurt all over my pussy and tits!”

I did indeed do just that, and just as she had asked me to do it. Watching as well as feeling that first delicious spurt splash against her pussy, her clit…as she held herself apart with her fingers. As soon as I had, she sat down on the bench next to the brunette, cupping her breasts, my next several spurts landing against them. I was even surprised at the rather impressive deluge that now covered them both.

“And you were worried,” she grinned looking down at herself as my semen ran freely down between them as she mashed them together. I then stepped back, and as I did so, the brunette was suddenly down on her knees in front of Dania. It was evident as to what she now wanted, and was after.

I watched as she hungrily licked Dania’s cunt, first lapping up my cream with her tongue before skewering her with it. All the while frigging herself with her fingers until seconds later she allowed this soft mewled little sound of release. Even flushed in the face as she was, she hurriedly straightened herself up.

“I’ll come get you as soon as the coast is clear,” she informed us, and then stepped outside the room, closing the door behind her. Dania was already getting dressed, though I noticed she had indeed put a new bra on. It was black however and very sheer.

“Well, how do I look?”

“Damn fucking sexy, though I’m not sure that bra goes too well with that particular blouse,” I stated.

“Yeah, you’re right. It doesn’t. But I don’t feel like wearing one now anyway, not with all this nice warm cum-cream between my tits,” she said, and then slipped her blouse back on without one.

Once again the door opened. “Ok, all clear,” she said, stepping back as Dania and I quickly exited the changing area. She then led us back out front towards the checkout counter. “So, this one fits ok then?” she asked, ringing it up.

“Oh yes, very nice…thank you. In fact…there’s another one I might come back for in a couple of weeks, provided Max won’t mind coming with me to try on another one.”

“Oh…I won’t mind,” I said, smiling easily at the Brunette who winked, smiling back.

“That might even be easier,” she said. “I go on the night shift beginning next week until closing. If you come in then…I might be able to get you an even better deal on the next one.”

“Well in that case, for sure then. I’ll call you,” Dania said, picking up the bag that now contained both of her bras in it. Seconds later we were walking out of the store, hand in hand. “Ready to eat? Me?” she then whispered laughing at her own joke.

“Yeah…I am, in fact, staying out in the parking lot in my car after lunch?”

She raised an eyebrow at that. “You know…I just might turn you into a bit of a pervert yet,” she informed me.

“It won’t take much,” I assured her as we entered the restaurant, and were shortly afterwards shown to our table. I was in fact already toying with an idea of my own as we were quickly led back to our table.

**

Even as we sat looking over the menus, I realized there and then, that Dania was unlike any woman I had ever known, or ever dated. Maybe she was a bit kinky in her own way, but after everything we had done and experienced together, I knew now, I couldn’t and wouldn’t want it any other way.

“See anything you like?” She asked not to look up from her own menu as she asked me that.

“Oh yeah, those cum-covered tits of yours,” I said, not looking up from mine either.

“Hmmm, funny, I don’t see that on here anywhere,” she said giggling.

“Yeah, I don’t either, you’ll need to lean forward a little.”

Without the bra, and with her peasant blouse billowing out sufficiently being as low cut as it was, she didn’t need to lean forward much before showing off a great deal of her magnificent breasts, still glistening with my cum-cream though it had already begun to dry on her.

We both saw the waiter approaching and she prepared to sit up straight again. “No don’t,” I said, leering at her suggestively. “Let’s see if he notices your snow-capped mountains.”

She chuckled, remaining as she was, though , leaning forward a bit more.

“Well, have you…ah…have you ah…decided yet?” The young man asked. I gave him a quick glance looking up, though I needn’t have worried. His eyes were glued to Dania’s breasts that had damn near fallen out.

“Are the chicken breasts very tender here?” she asked looking up, smiling at him. “I like my breasts tender,” she said, licking her lips.

“I ah…I’m ah…sure they are,” he stammered. “So you want the chicken tits then? I mean…the chicken tit nuggets? I mean…oh fuck,” he stammered again his face beet red now as he looked over towards me.

“I think the lady would indeed like to order the breasts, hold the nipples though,” I said grinning at him. He nearly wrote that down, once again looking back towards her as she actually pulled down her blouse, allowing her left breast to come completely free as it rested there on the table.