A Very Unusual Restaurant pt2

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A Very Unusual Restaurant pt2My name is Jon and when I was a college freshman I found was told of a job opportunity as a waiter by my friend Pete. At the restaurant I was interviewed by the head chef, who happened to be a hot cougar, and I fucked her brains out. Naturally I was given the job as a waiter at Bon Appetite, the fancy French restaurant where I was to work.That Tuesday I arrived for my first day of work. I entered through the back employee entrance and was greeted by my friend Pete. Pete told me that Madame Humbert had put him in charge of my orientation and training. He guided me back to an employee changing room so that I could dress in my new waiter’s uniform. The uniform was very formal; it included a dinner jacket and even a bow tie. I stripped down to my boxers and reached for the trousers when Pete cleared his throat. “Aren’t you forgetting something,” he said. “Those boxers are not part of the waiter’s uniform at this establishment.” “What are you mean? I’m just supposed to go commando?” I questioned. He explained that this was a totally authentic French restaurant. It served things other French restaurants did not such as horse and most importantly it was the only restaurant in the state to serve food with what he called “amour sauce.” I was dumbfounded when at his explanation of what that meant. At this restaurant the waiters were actually required if a customer asked to season their food with jizz, i.e. to jack off on it.I shadowed Pete around the restaurant for about half an hour helping him bring food and drinks to our patrons when we came to a table with a couple women in their late 30s. Both women were professionally dressed and appeared to have high paying jobs. One woman ordered mussels and pommes frites. She was blonde and wearing a snug fitting grey skirt with a matching blazer. Her tits weren’t very big but she was thin and she obviously put a lot of time into her hair and makeup. Pete served the ladies and asked if there was anything else he could do for them. The blonde answered him, “yes, I would like some amour sauce for my food please.” “Certainly and would you like some as well?” he asked her friend. Her türbanlı samsun escort friend said, “No thank you. I have to watch my weight.”With that Pete unzipped his fly and removed his rapidly hardening member. I couldn’t believe that this was real. Pete was leaning over the blonde lady’s food stroking his 9 inch trouser snake. For the next couple of minutes the women just stared quietly watching him like they were in a trance. “How much sauce would you like,” Pete asked, “a little or a lot?” The woman simply answered, “a lot.” Shortly thereafter Pete began unloading shot after shot of his salty man goo onto the woman’s food. He then took his handkerchief, wiped the tip of his cock clean, and deposited it in his pants. The blonde smiled, took a bite, and said, “thank you this is absolutely delicious.”Pete said to me, “I hope you like the show, buddy. Next time it’s your turn.” And it didn’t take long for that to happen either.I came to a table where a grey haired lady probably about seventy years old was seated. She ordered the poached trout. When I brought out her food I asked if there was anything else I could do for her. “Yes young man there is.” She said in a stern tone, “I want you to remove your phallus at once and masturbate onto my fish.” “Yes ma’am,” I said as I pulled out my cock. Even though the woman was not very attractive this was still very exciting. I was at a raging 8 plus inches in no time at all. I stood there in the middle of the restaurant stroking my hard on as people went about eating their meals and having conversations like nothing was happening. I asked the old lady how much sauce she wanted and her reply was, “just a little, thank you.” I could feel my balls tighten and my dick harden as I was ready to cum. It wasn’t easy but I defiled her trout with two bursts of my boiling love sauce and then quickly I pinched my cock to prevent cumming any more. “The lady thanked me and went about eating her food without saying another word.The day continued on this way for me. I waited tables and masturbated onto several more times. Most of the women were rather old but türbanlı samsun escort bayan some were not bad looking. I didn’t think that day could get any better, but then it did.I was bringing out a cake to a table, a birthday cake to be exact. There were two women one who was young and one who was older. I asked what the occasion was and the older woman said, “Today is my daughter, Cassie’s birthday.” “Well congratulations Cassie. How old are you?” I asked. “Eighteen” she said with a smile, “mother has told me so much about this restaurant and how it has the best food anywhere, but I never got to try it before because you have to be 18 to eat here.” Her daughter was wearing a tight black skirt with a white blouse. She was thin with sexy long legs and nice boobs, probably about a c-cup or at least a large b. Both mother and daughter had chestnut brown hair, large blue eyes, and fair lightly freckled skin. Cassie had a Mary Tyler Moore hair style whereas her mother’s hair was long running halfway down her back. Cassie’s mother looked like an older version of her. Thin with nice tits. She wore a sleeveless black dress that opened near the top giving me a view of her jugs.I lit the candles on the cake and the other waiters and I sang happy birthday to her. She blew out the candles and I asked if there was anything else they would like. Cassie blushed and quietly asked, “Yes, um, can I have some amour sauce on my cake please?” “Certainly” I answered as I exposed myself to this just legal teen in front of her milf mother. I rubbed myself slowly. I was intent on taking my time with these two. “Look at the size of his penis mother. It must be a foot long.” said Cassie to her mother. “I don’t think it’s quite that long dear. And by the way when you see a penis this big it is called a cock.” Said her mom. Cassie caught me off guard when all of a sudden she touched my cock. She was feeling it tracing it out with her fingers trying to get a feel for its length and girth. “Well however long this cock is it’s a lot bigger than my boyfriend’s penis.” Cassie admitted to her mother. “All the waiters türbanlı escort samsun here have big cocks dear. That is how they make such good sauce. Average men like your boyfriend or father could never make enough jizz to feed a hungry woman.” Her mother explained. Cassie’s teenage hand slid down my shaft to my balls. Her eyes lit up in surprise. “Sir,” she asked me politely, “are those your balls?” “Yes ma’am they are.” I told her. “Mother, she cried out this waiter has the largest balls I have ever felt.” She said. “Dear, I am positive he has larger balls than your boyfriend but they cannot be as big as you think they are.” The older lady answered. She asked me to unbuckle my belt and drop my pants so that her daughter could observe the true size of my balls. Not wanting to disobey I did as I was told. “My God Cassie! You were right. He must have the largest balls here.” Said her mother. “Will he cum much on my cake mother?” she asked. She answered Cassie “he will cum as much or as little as you wish.” Cassie held one testicle in each hand and smiled saying to me, “I want you to cum as much as you possibly can on my cake, please.” I responded, “Yes ma’am.”The whispy teenager moved her face just inches away from my cock and balls. She started inhaling deeply enjoying the smell of my meat. She was done being shy now and she asked her mother if she could lick it. I wasn’t sure if that was allowed but before I could say anything Cassie’s mom gave her the go ahead. Cassie started kissing up and down the length of my rod. Then her tongue began circling my engorged head. “Thank you mother” she said between stroking and licking my shaft, “this is the best birthday ever.” I was so wrapped up in the attention I was getting that I hadn’t noticed that Cassie had put one of her hands up her skirt and was rubbing herself while she played with my skin flute. I looked back and saw a flush look on her mother’s face as well. She was also enjoying the show. This was getting to be all I could handle and the milf who was watching her daughter give me a hand job asked me if I was close. I told her that I was. Cassie’s mom then leaned forward and stuck her tongue in my asshole. The sensation was amazing I pulled out of Cassie’s mouth and took over blowing load after load of my sperm onto that stupid cake. I blew the biggest load of my life. By the time I was done that chocolate cake was white.I cleaned myself up and watched as those two gobbled down their cum drenched cake. Afterwards I went on my lunch break.

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