Super Sushi Sex

Walking out of the store, Jamal turned around to look at Daniella. The orgasm had decisively ruined her even more. On wobbly legs she stood in front of Jamal, her mouth half-open, drooling a considerable amount of saliva onto the pavement below. The exact same was happening to her pussy, drooling cum onto the pavement, so turned on was Daniella. Jamal took this moment to bond a little with his dream pet. Wrapping his left hand around Daniella's neck and his right hand tugging on the leash to pull her towards him, he allowed his tongue to invade her drooling mouth and to give her a long and well-deserved kiss, making sure she got lots of tongue action. Jamal broke off the embrace, and with a loving look in her eyes, Daniella sensually swallowed his and her own spit.

It was starting to get late, and now that Daniella had been thoroughly accessorized, he walked to the nearest restaurant he liked to visit frequently. Along the way, Daniella was obviously groped and drenched in cum by passerby's, and although she would've much preferred Jamal to use her, she still liked tasting and licking the stranger's cum off her body. For the last hundred meters or so, Jamal wanted some action as well and lagged behind so that he could finger Daniella's super tight pussy, which was as always dripping wet.

Finally, they arrived at the restaurant which was called 'Tekoi's Super Sushi'. Walking into the restaurant, the ambiance was very homely and inviting. The tables were furnished from dark heavy pine, and instead of seats, fashionable cherry blossom cushions took their place. Instead of sitting down, it was expected to kneel on the cushions. The floor was a lovely beige carpet, and the walls were painted with traditional Japanese murals like Koi fish, cherry trees, and ancient architecture. A sizeable Japanese man wearing only the jacket of a kimono came up to Jamal and bowed. Jamal bowed in return and they both exchanged pleasantries. Very obviously they knew each other well, and the Japanese man took them both to a table.

At the table was space for 6 people, and 4 of the cushions were already occupied. That didn't matter much, and the guests already at the table greeted them both enthusiastically. The occupants seemed to be a very nice family with three children and their own leashed human ****. This girl, however, had a cyan-blue hair extension, and Daniella remembred what Jamal said: brightly colored hair extensions were a symbol of a particular fetish. Noticing Daniella's gaze, Jamal quickly said: "Cyan-blue means that you want to be owned, degraded and treated like a sub-human." The girl had dark brown curly hair that reached down to her shoulder blades, a yellow and black leather corset that only barely covered her stomach, thigh-high leather boots, and shoulder-high leather gloves. She also had smallish but perky tits, and a well accessible pussy and ass.

The family was a typical white 'American' family. A middle-aged man with the first signs of grey hair, a beautiful red-headed milf, and a set of twins as daughters. Jamal introduced himself: "Good evening everyone my name is Jamal and this is ma girlfriend Daniella, hope I'm not disturbing you". "Not at all!" said the man. "My name is Edward, this is my lovely wife Fiona, my daughters Emily and Sofia." They all smiled and introduced themselves. "Oh and this is our pet Priscilla," he said pointing to the collared girl with the cyan-blue hair who was lying on her hips down at the end of the table quietly and was almost dignifiedly licking her perky tits. The twins had ginger hair just like their mother, but unlike their mother had very small tits and a petite butt, but still looked very nice.

Jamal sat down, and Daniella did the same. She almost looked even better kneeling than she did standing. They both ordered food and then waited. All around them there were various tables ranging from having dignified discussions to all-out orgies. Jamal leaned over to the man. "Would you mind if I stole your Priscilla while we wait for our food?" he asked. "Not at all, she likes trying new dicks!" he replied, gesturing Priscilla to go over to Jamal. Priscilla immediately stopped playing with her tits and crawled around the table to where Jamal was and waited to see what he wanted of her. The family didn't give them a second glance and continued their conversation.

Daniella looked at this spectacle with awe. Jamal directed Priscilla to show him her ass and pussy. Dutifully, Priscilla bent over to show Jamal her fuckholes. Keeping Priscilla on her knees, Jamal spat on his already erect cock, and went straight for her pussy. Unceremoniously he rammed his large cock into her well-used pussy, which even so was still impressively tight. With no concern for her well-being, Jamal slammed his cock in and out of her pussy, Priscilla's head bobbing up and down with the **** of his thrusts. Daniella could tell she loved this, and truth be told Daniella loved it too. Spreading her legs but still kneeling, she started to finger herself watching Jamal ravage the family's sex doll. It didn't take long for Jamal to reach a climax, and buried his cock in the ****'s pussy as far as he could, before dumping his load deep into her cavity. Pulling out, a little bit of cum dribbled out, but most stayed inside Priscilla. A little bit shook up, Priscilla crawled back to her spot and continued to lick her tits.

Now with a cum and spit-soaked cock, Jamal looked at Daniella and smiled. Daniella knew exactly what he wanted, and shuffled on her knees over to him, bent over and enveloped his cock with her mouth and throat in one motion. Her throat-barrier gave way much easier, and like the cock-crazed whore she now was, sucked the rest of Jamals cum out of his cock, and cleaned the shaft of spit and residual cum. Then she swallowed while his cock was still down her throat, and with a loud pop, let his cock spring back out of her mouth. Smiling, she knelt back down on her seat, just as the food arrived.