A damn good tongue-lashing

Analivia bit her lip trying to fight back the orgasm that was quickly engulfing her but it was a losing battle. Her legs trembled and she screamed "aaaaah yes!!! Aaah oooow! oh yes!" and dropped her hands to the head shaped bulge under her skirt to pull it hard against her pussy where it was busy tongueing her. The waitress didn't seem to realize what was going on though, but took her arms to hold her erect as she seemed ready to slump. Analivia clung to her as if to a lifejacket to remain buoyant.

His hands were now on her bare buttocks under her skirt pulling her sex onto his face firmly while his tongue jabbed ferociously at her. She had no idea this could be so good! "Aaaaaaaahhh!!!" she screamed "Aaaaaa". "Oh yes! Fuck! Fuck me! Oh my, yes!!!!", only dimly aware of her public exposure.

The waitress held her firmly in position to stop her crumbling, and turned to the table behind her. Dimly in that remote other part of her brain that wasnt focusing exclusively on her best ever bout of cunnilingal ecstacy, Analivia appreciated that finally the two ladies were getting out of their seats and coming to her aid, just as she eventually crested her wave of pleasure and started to regain conscious thought. She shuddered and knew she was soaking his face under her skirt but couldn't help herself. His fingers clutcher her buttocks firmly and his face was buried deeply in her pussy. "oh, oh, oh, oh," she panted and whimpered.

Suddenly he released her and surfaced back up at the table once more, his face grinning widely, soaking in her juices. Analivia flitted between relief and disappointment that he had stopped. The waitress continued to support her though as the two customers approached her looking concerned. One reached behind her and wait, what was she doing.

Analivia pulled her arms in panic and realised that she had been handcuffed.

"What?, I, I don't understand. What's going on?"

The customers said nothing, but dropped to the floor and pulled her ankles apart, the red haired one pulling some cord from her bag, and they began tying her legs to the table legs.

"No, please, stop that".

No-one said anything. Sir stood back and watched as they bent her over the table. The waitress leaned across her back, pinning her down, while the customers lifted her skirt and then positioned themselves behind her. The redhead stepped back while the brunette got closer to her backside. "Stop, what are you doing?" objected Analivia as she felt something wet landing on her anus, then realised she had been spat on. A moment later she felt the undeniable sensation of a soft moist tongue tracing circles round about her anus about an inch out then closing and closing until it began to lick straight at her little pink knot. "Please stop!" she squealed, but was completely ignored. Her anal visitor pushed at her sphincter ineffectually with her tongue for a minute then brought a finger up and started to push harder. Her finger wasn't as thick as Sir's cock thankfully, but as a result, it was inside her asshole in moments, twisting and turning and widening it. She realized that more fingers were being inserted, and when the woman's face came down to her ass once more, her spit went straight inside her, followed by the woman's long warm seeking tongue.

Analivia's face burned with tears of embarassment and despair, her chin on the table unable to move. The redhead approached her from that end and bent over till they were face to face. "Please," mumbled Analivia, "ummff!", as the redhead kissed her on the lips. "MM! Stop!" she said disengaging, then clenching her lips together.

The redhead reached forwards and pinched her nostrils, forcing Analivia to open her mouth and gasp for air. As soon as she did that the redhead kissed her passionately on the lips once more and filled her mouth with her tongue before releasing her norstrils. Analivia's eyes bulged in fear as the other woman kissed her passionately, while her friend licked out her asshole. What the hell was going on???

A short time later, her asshole soaking in saliva, she could feel the brunette's face retreating and leaving her ass alone. Thank fuck, she thought, still staring at the woman who was forceably kissing her (her lips tasted of cherries and prosecco!). She did not have long to wait though with her ass unvisited. A pair of thighs leaned against the backs of hers and something thicker and harder than a tongue pressed against her sphincter. However, her ass's resistance was weakened and within moments he was inside her once more thrusting into her ass fiercely.

Analivia grunted into the customer's mouth with every thrust, but it didnt deter her amorous stranger and she kept on kissing Analivia passionately. The waitress though relented and got up from Analivia's back letting her breathe more easily. She raised herself slightly but the waitress had only got off her to let Sir put his hands under her and crush her titties once more while he fucked her ass! She grunted over and over again into the brunette's mouth. Analivia could feel him sliding deep into her intestines, It was tight, it was uncomfortable. Ow, it was... it was... it was good! She never knew she could enjoy this! Fuck!" She could feel her sphincter completely loosen for him and he took ownership of it fucking into her asshole with abandon.

She almost felt disappointed when eventually he came shooting streams of goo deep inside her. Damn it. no almost about it. She wanted him to continue. She loved it! This was almost better than the orgasm she had before when he somehow pounded her pussy with his tongue. Eventually he withdrew, but as he backed off her, he was replaced once more by a face, once more tongueing at her now gaping asshole, dripping with his cum. This time though, she wasn't upset by it, it just felt natural, and... nice.

Analivia had no idea what was going on, but somehow even though she was handcuffed and her feet still tied to the table, she felt things weren't quite so bad any more.