"Eating Out"

A few days passed by after Tabby's and my little adventure. The graduation party went off without a hitch. Everyone who showed up was really proud of me, even the family that I only saw on holidays. The only one who seemed off was Tabby. I can't quite place it, but she seemed... distracted. During the festivities, I pulled her aside.

“What's going on, Tabby? You've been acting weird lately.” I lowered my voice so nobody else would hear this next part. “Are you upset about... well, you know... the other day?”

“What? No, of course not!” she insisted. “In fact...” She looked around slyly, then pulled me out of the room and into my room, closing the door behind us. “...I sort of want to do it again. I don't know, but I think you may have me addicted.” She gives a soft giggle, the thought clearly amusing her.

Honestly, the same thought had been going through my mind the last few days, too. I know we're sisters and all, but the thought of her sucking on me again excited me to no end. My dick started to harden at the mere thought of it, but I knew I couldn't give in to the temptation right now, not while the party was going on. I thought of anything I could to get myself to soften up before I reached my point of no return, and thankfully I felt myself go limp slowly but surely.

“I'd love nothing more than that, but not right now. Too many things could happen and too many people could find out not only about me but about us. We'll do it again, though. We just have to be careful.”

She was disappointed a little, but she gave a nod, knowing I was right. She opened my door again but closed it to just a crack.

“I'm holding you to that.” With that, she gave me a slow kiss on my mouth and then exited my room, leaving me standing by my bed, the sweet taste of her cherry-flavored lip balm lingering on my lips. Ooo, I couldn't wait for our next time.

A few days passed, and it seemed to take forever, the excitement of our next time together building inside me with each second. She came to my room as I was watching a movie, just passing time.

“Hey, do you want to go out to eat with me tonight? My treat! I got promoted at work!”

I'd known she was gunning for a promotion for a while, but to hear her say she got it, I jumped out of my bed and hugged her tightly, squealing with joy. Her breasts pressed against mine as held her close, the smell of her lavender perfume wafting into my nose.

“Of course, silly! We need to celebrate! I'll tell Mom and Dad!”

As I started to run out of the room, she gently gripped my wrist, causing me to pause. I turned back toward her, looking at her intently. She still had a smile on her face, so I knew nothing was wrong, but I was still curious as to why she stopped me.

“We will, but right now, I want it to be just us. You know, give us some extra alone time.”

The insinuation was subtle, but palpable all the same. I immediately came back to her and propped myself up on my tiptoes to kiss her. I wrapped my hands around her waist, letting my arms rest on her hips.

“I understand. Let me get changed, and we'll head out.”

An hour later, we were heading to her favorite place to eat. We sat at one of the corner booths and placed our orders. All the while, I just stared at her, looking very lovely in a deep V-cut dress. As we waited, she started to play with her utensils and dropped her spoon off the table. She gave a small gasp, overdone to highlight how much she was acting surprised.

“Oh, my. I dropped my spoon. Let me get it real quick.”

With that, she ducked under the tablecloth and disappeared from view. To say I was oblivious to her true motivation was an understatement because, as I sat there waiting for her to pop back up, I jumped as I felt her hands slide up underneath my skirt. The surprise caught me off guard and made me quite nervous, thinking immediately that everyone in the restaurant was now staring at me. I gave a nervous giggle and spoke softly enough for only Tabby to hear.

“Tabby, what are you doing?!”

I heard no reply from her, but her response was definitely felt as she suddenly grabbed my cock with one hand. I gasped softly as I felt her hand gently go into a slow rhythm of jerking me off. I couldn't believe what she was doing. Was she honestly going to do this here, with all these people around? We'd be caught for certain!

Her hand kept up its slow movement on my dick as I felt her other hand start to fondle my balls. I can't say I'd ever done it myself before, but it felt intense with her doing it. My eyes started to close as I savored the incredible feeling, starting to worry less about our surroundings and more about how quickly I was going to get off on this.

“Do you need a refill, miss?”

I jumped a little as the waiter spoke to me, snapping me back to reality. I stared at him for just a few seconds before talking, Tabby's pleasuring movements not stopping.

“OH! I- I'm so- sorry! Y-y-y-yes, please! Water will be great!”

I handed him my glass rather shakily, the ice inside it tinkling against the glass. He took it, either not noticing my suddenly shaky voice or not really caring, and walked away. By this time, Tabby had brought her lips to my balls and began kissing them softly, stopping only to suck one into her mouth every so often. I was whimpering a little, trying to keep from moaning in pleasure. He brought it back a few moments later, smiled, and walked off, seemingly none the wiser to what was going on underneath the table.

I was sitting still, stiff as a board, afraid any movement might tip someone off. Tabby's mouth was so warm and inviting, her tongue moving all over the testicle resting inside her mouth. Then, I felt it leave the warmth of my mouth and her hand release my dick, and I thought she may have had her fill with fun. That thought was erased as I felt her hands spread my legs apart and her warm breath suddenly start to fall against my pussy.

Yes, if you didn't know, panties really do no good for me and I hate the feel of men's underwear, so I go without underwear most of the time.

Anyway, her breath was soon replaced by the feel of what could only be her tongue sliding across my shaved pussy lips. The small bumps of her taste buds sliding across my smooth skin sent shivers up my spine. I stifled a moan as best I could, gripping the tablecloth tightly. My first time like this, and it's in public? As worried as I was I had to admit I was insanely turned on.

Her tongue stopped its travel across my lips, but then started to part them to explore my wet cunt. She slid her tongue all across my pussy, wanting to discover every part until she reached my clit. The moment her tongue first touched it, I felt like lightning had struck me in the best way possible. I shook a little, the immense ecstasy threatening to make me yell out. I released my **** grip on the tablecloth and slid my hands under it, tangling my fingers through Tabby's hair.

“Oh god, Tabby,” I whispered lustfully. “We shouldn't be doing this, but please don't stop. Oh fuck, don't stop!”

I didn't even need to say it, because it didn't seem like she wanted to. Her tongue was dancing circles around my clit, brushing against it every now and then. My hips were bucking against Tabby's face, almost willing her tongue to go further inside me. My breathing had become very shaky and my eyes had shut tight. To this day, I still wonder how my behavior didn't arouse (hehe, “arouse”) any suspicion.

I was feeling the most amazing I had ever felt, so much better than pleasuring myself. The moment her finger went inside me knocked it out of the park. My eyes flew wide open and I drew in a huge breath, my every nerve inside my dripping cunt now ablaze. She continued her tongue's **** on my clit as her finger slid in and out of me. I almost couldn't control myself, having to use every ounce of my willpower to keep quiet.

I could feel my pussy walls squeezing her finger as it penetrated me, her slender digit going knuckle deep in me. With every pump into me, I gave a small quiet gasp. In all my years, fingering myself instead of jerking off never even occurred to me, but now it was the only thing I could think of. I couldn't even comprehend how immeasurably good it felt. Then she slid in a second finger.

This was the trigger to the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. My legs squeezed Tabby's head tightly as I came, my juices flooding out of me in a rapid torrent. My pussy walls **** her fingers out as her face was splashed with my pussy juices. At the same, my dick started to spasm. Tabby's mouth left my pussy and quickly wrapped around the head as the first stream of my cum escaped, coating her throat. Spurt after spurt went down her throat, a little leaking out of the corners of her mouth as she attempted to swallow it all. I held her head still until I was positive I had stopped cumming. I collapsed back against the booth's high-back seat, completely spent, my dick slowly softening as her mouth released. My pussy felt tingly as it quivered from aftershocks, sending ripples of pleasure through me. Tabby's hands returned to my cock, pumping it softly to make sure every drop of my cum was out.

A few moments later, Tabby emerged from under the table, her face shiny with my pussy juices and a small bit of my cum still lingering on the corner of her mouth. Some had even dripped from her face and landed in between her breasts. I handed her a napkin, breathing heavily while I recovered from my orgasm. She cleaned her face quickly and licked my cum off her lips. She then, quite seductively, scooped the last bit of my cum from between her breasts with her finger and sucked it into her mouth. She moaned softly as she pulled her finger from her mouth and leaned in close to me, planting a gentle kiss on my lips. She sat back up and stared at me, my gaze never leaving hers.

“You know what? I never did find that spoon.”

We both paused for a second, letting her words sink in. We finally laughed at the comment as the waiter came up with our food, steaming and smelling utterly delicious.

“There you are, ladies. Can I get you anything else?”

We looked at each other, and she gave me a small smile. She then turned to the waiter and giggled.

“I'm actually pretty full now. Could we get some to-go boxes, please?”