VERY SERIOUSLY THIS TIME!!!

I make it to their table, finally, and promptly take the handbag out of the chair and put it on the table so that I may sit in it. Quickly looking at the three, I surmised that they were all in their late twenties or at least around that age bracket. None of them were saying anything because of how they were all perusing the menu. I wish I could join in on the perusing of the menu just for the sake of comedy, but there were only three menus at the table, at least I know that it was just the three of them.

"Remember you guys, don't order too much. Especially if you know you can't finish it. Too much of anything can never be good." the woman diagonal to my right across from me who I reckon to be Middle-Eastern says in a British accent. Her skin was brown, her hair was black and was of mid-back length, and her eyes were brown. She was wearing a black button-up shirt that had a low-cut square neckline, allowing for her impressive cleavage to be shown off a lot as her breasts were practically popping out from her top, something I bet she wanted when dressing herself today.

"Yeah~, Janeen is right." the green-eyed White girl sitting across from me starts talking. Her wavy hair went down to her shoulders and was of a natural light orange hue that went well with the moderate amount of freckles that she had on her face and body. The sky blue sundress she had on effectively showed me that with those slender arms and frame, she was a skinny one, one who wasn't packing much in the chest department as well. "I mean just look at Marissa's huge..." she pauses in the middle of her sentence to get up out of her chair and lean over to the table to what seems to me is her looking at the bottom-half of her friend, Marissa's body, getting the attention of both of the two in the process before sitting back down and looking at Marissa, "...sunglasses. They're just too big. Doesn't suit her." she comments with a cheeky smirk on her face as she is aware of the stunt she just pulled.

"Fuck you, Liah." Marissa playfully replies as she gets what her friend was actually going for, leading into the three having a quick little laugh. Marissa was the one that was next to me, and from the looks of it she was White. She had dark brown eyes, her black hair was tied back into a ponytail that reached down to her shoulder blades, her nose was kinda big, and like Liah said, she had a big pair of reflective aviators resting on the top of her head. She was wearing a dark gray v-neck shift dress, a very plain and modest choice of clothing that didn't accentuate anything about her body, but still didn't keep me from seeing that she was a plus size woman.

The three of them were once again quiet as they went back to seeing what it is that they wanted to order, while I myself already knew what I would be having. Looking down at Marissa's bottom-half since that was apparently something of interest, I started sliding her dress up her leg and quickly got to seeing just how thick her thighs were. I had eventually exposed the top part of her very meaty thighs, her white panties now in view, but the fabric under her thighs had been barely pulled up due to it being caught under them. "Alright. Time to go a little bit faster." I said as I got up out of the chair. I stood up next to Marissa who had a faint smile on her face and her arms and hands by her sides as she was looking over the menu that was laid flat in front of her. Pulling her chair away from the table, I picked her up out of it, seeing that she was 5'8, and moved aside whatever was in front of her over to my side so that I wouldn't make a mess with what I was about to do next. With a moderate degree of caution, I bent Marissa over and down onto the table, making sure to turn her head as I put her down so that her cheek would be rested on it. I pushed the chair aside and stood behind her in its place and rubbed my hands together quickly as I looked down at her covered backside. Grabbing the bottom of her dress, I flipped it up with accidental grandeur and took sight of the very fat and wide rump she had on her. "Oh, so tha~t's what you really wanted to point out when you said 'Marissa's huge' dot, dot, dot." I lay down a big smack onto Marissa's ass cheek that causes her ass and thighs to violently rupture, "You meant her huge fucking ass!" I said to Liah who was currently not giving a fuck about what was going on. Marissa really did have a good bottom-half to her and that was due in part to the fact that she was a very thick woman, one that wore granny panties, but in all honesty it actually looked damn good on that enormous ass of hers.

I went on to slide down her retro underwear until they dropped to her ankles and then proceeded to spread her legs apart from each other so that I could have a better view of her pussy which was covered in hair and looked to be of a darker shade than the rest of her white skin - not a problem. The immense size of her ass could be considered a force to be reckoned with, but seeing as how I'm the one who is always in control of these sexual situations, I was only filled with sexual elation as I stepped up to her with my dick primed and ready. I planted my hands down firmly on top of her cheeks, feeling them sink just a little into the fat of them as I adjusted myself behind her. Finding myself in a comfortable spot, I spared not another second and went on to penetrate her inside, throwing my pelvis into her with a great amount of force as I knew her behind would be there to cushion the impact. With that first strong push into her vagina, I felt heat from two things: one, her vagina, and two, her thick as hell ass cheeks as I rammed into them and promptly coiled back from a little upon collision. The table shook when I did that, all of the silverware, glass, and plates made a sound altogether along with the table chiming in with them. It was pleasant to hear since it indicated how hard my thrust was, and so I did it again, generating the same result as before, and again, getting the same thing I expected, then again, and again, again, again, and at this point I was just fucking Marissa very hard over the table as her two friends continued looking at their menus, probably even talking about what was on it here n there, but I wouldn't know from how much deafening noise I was making with Marissa and the table.

As good as it was to be slamming myself into the meaty rear of Marissa, I couldn't help but desire more from it, so I pulled out of her and stood next to her in a way that made her bent-over body parallel to mine. "Ay, Liah!" I call out to her as she flips a page of the menu, "I'm guessing that you're a bit jealous of your friend's bottom assets, seeing as how you mad that comment earlier. So I think it would be best if I laid down some justice on her for being so gifted in the rear." I spout out some nonsense for what I'm about to do next. I raise my firm hand up high into the air and swiftly bring it down onto one of Marissa's fat ass cheeks. A sharp sound comes from the strike, so sharp that if the people around us had been able to acknowledge what I did just for a second, every one of their heads would have turned to see where that disruptive sound came from. I picked my hand up off her ass cheek and looked at the big, red handprint that I knew would be left on it because after that, my hand was throbbing, but I guess that's a fair exchange. I give her other cheek a slap with my unaffected hand and leave a handprint that isn't as red because I used less force this time, and that led to a more satisfying experience, and that was kind of because my hand wasn't hurting as much afterward. I put myself back behind her and start wildly slapping her ass cheeks a bunch of times with no rhythm to the smacking at all as I just wanted to hit it as many times as I could and watch it whole entire ass, thighs, and legs quake non-stop. The many handprints that I was leaving on her skin started overlapping on each other and that eventually led to her ass getting covered up by big blotches of red.

"Here you ladies go." a waiter comes out of nowhere from behind me to my left and sets down a big plate of I-don't-know-what-the-fuck-that-is in the middle of the table. All three females say thank you to him, or at least I assume all three of them did because I could hear Janeen and Liah, but Marissa's didn't register for me and I don't know if that's because she said it low, or just not loud enough to where I could hear it over the sounds of me continually hitting her on her fat ass cheeks.

"Are you three ready to order?" he asks very politely, clasping his hands together and looking around the table at each of the women.

"Um~..." Liah opens her mouth up first and looks to Janeen with an unsure look on her face, and then to Marissa, "...give us a few more minutes, please?" she answers, Janeen looking up at the man and nodding in agreement.

"Okay. No problem. Enjoy your mutabbaq." he says, emphasizing his accent when saying the name of the food that he just brought them before going on his way.

"Thank you~... what did he just say?" Liah looks at Janeen with a puzzled expression on her face.

"He said mutabbaq. You're acting like you didn't hear me say it when I ordered it not too long ago." Janeen says to Liah in a tone that hints at her being getting slightly annoyed at her curious friend.

"Yeah, but you didn't say it like that. He said it with an accent and everything." Liah says back.

"Since when do I talk like that, Liah?" Janeen replies while picking up a piece of the mutabbaq and putting it on her plate.

"Well— I mean— you're the one who brought us here because you're Saudi Ara—"

"Shut up, Liah, just shut up and eat the fucking food and decide on what it is that you want to order. And stop being so damn picky or else I'll order for you! You shouldn't have to be familiar with everything just to enjoy it! Try somethin' fuckin' new!" Janeen says with some mild irritation and then goes on to take a bite out of her mutabbaq.

"Guys! Stop arguing! You guys only ever have conflicts over stupid things!" Marissa tries defusing the situation as if she isn't bent over right now getting her big behind spanked a bright red.

"I love it when you call us 'guys'." Liah smiles and picks up a piece of the mutabbaq.

The three go back to being quiet as their appetizer has arrived. I take a break from spanking Marissa's butt as I'm started to feel a little bit fatigued from doing so for such a long while now. "Mm! Oh my." Liah suddenly drops the mutabbaq that she just took a bite out of down onto her plate, "I wasn't expecting it to feel that way, hehe. Kinda don't like it." she says and grimaces. Janeen rolls her eyes at how intolerant her friend can be towards new stuff while Marissa chortles despite being the one with her legs spread and pussy out like that's nothing to scoff at. "You weren't expecting it to feel that way, huh, Liah?" I start pacing on over to Liah, "Well if that's the case then..." standing at Liah's side, I take her hand by the wrist and wrap it around my dick, "hold something more familiar then. Assuming you've been with a male in this way before." I say to the clueless girl who is looking down at her plate as I very slightly push and pull her wrist back and forth so that I can give myself a very light handjob. I couldn't even ignore it, but the palm of her hand had some roughness to it that I wasn't expecting, but I still found pleasure in it: how it was covering my erection, feeling it faintly rub against my skin. "If you wanna try my dick in your mouth, say nothing about me." I give Liah a choice that I know will inevitably lead to only one outcome. "Okay. If you say so. Or, well... if you don't say so." I unwrap her hand from my dick and and grab her hair at the top to pull her head down until her body's leaning to the side out of her chair.

Once she's gotten close enough to my groin, I grab my hard-on and plunge it straight into her mouth, the feeling of my frenulum grazing against her tongue as it made its way to the back of her throat made me raise my heels up off the floor and stand on the balls of my feet. As a way of releasing the overwhelming amount of pleasure I was feeling, I took my hand off my dick to bring it to the back of her head and started pushing on it in order to channel all the goodness that I was feeling. Upon getting my cock all the way to the back of her throat, I let go of her hair and placed my hand over my other that was on the back of her head and just pushed on the back of her head even more so that I could maximize the feeling of the dick-sucking. Her nose was smushing against my groin, my balls were pressing up against her chin, and her friends were just being completely silent as I took her right in front of them. I look down and see her two breasts that lie underneath the dress she has on and take a hand off her head to reach for the closest strap to me and slide it off her shoulder. I pull her dress down and expose her 32B breast and go on to cup my hand over it and squeeze it. I converged the tips of my fingers onto her pink nipple and started caressing its smoothness. "I see you're likin' the food quite alright, Liah." Janeen sarcastically comments on her friend's reluctance to eat what's on her plate, but I find it more entertaining to interpret it as her commenting on how she's got every inch of my penis deep inside her pie hole. Liah grunts and Janeen wipes her hands with a napkin whilst looking someplace else. "I hope you've been savoring the flavor as good as possible, Liah, 'cause I've gotta give your friend some attention, too." I say to her as she stays still, hunched over out of her chair with a mouth full of my throbbing meat.

Not even bothering to use my hands in the process, I turn my body to the side and cause my penis to start naturally sliding out of her mouth: hooking the inside of her cheek as it comes more and more out of her mouth, making her head turn to the side as my dick brought her along for the ride. After enough turning, my penis finally got released from her mouth, swinging side-to-side a little upon exit and making her mouth go back to an unstretched state, albeit it still hung open since I just had my dick in there and she wasn't saying anything to reshape it. In just a few steps, I passed behind Liah and placed myself right behind where Janeen was sitting. I got up as close as I could behind her, so close in fact that my erect dick had started touching her back and that led me to having to angle it downward and have it press against her so that I could close the little bit of distance that was still between me and her. Finding myself at the right spot which was me just pretty much looming over her like a bully or something, I stared right down into her emphasized cleavage as she ate another piece of the mutabbaq. Wanting to feel those very full-looking breasts that she had popping out of her top, I reached my hands in front of her chest and began to paw at her soft boobs. I squished them together, pulled them upward to give them a temporary lift that would make them seem more appealing for a little while, and even shook them up and down like they were maracas, causing a lot of waves to appear on them as they rippled. Wanting more from Janeen's chest, I gently speared my hand into the cleft of her tits, grabbed the underside of one of her boobs, and pulled it out into view. I let what looked to be a 36D titty hang out over her top as I pulled out the other one in the same way. There was some sag to them and her dark, quarter-sized areolas surrounded her thick nipples that stuck out a good 0.5 inches. With a hand for each tit, I started rolling her semi-hard nipples between the tips of my thumbs and index fingers, pulling at them with enough force to bring her breasts away from her chest for a brief while and then setting them back to their original position whenever I felt inclined to.

"Good fucking lord, I am so fucking ready to blow my load all over these women! There's literally like no reason why I wouldn't want to finish things here. I've got a splendid ass right there, a nice pair of tits here, Liah who I might just ragdoll and stuff because of how light she looks, and if they're still here, I can always have more fun with Ms.Fake-tits over there." I let out a sigh of content while circling my fingers around Janeen's nipples that have now become hard, "Life's good, life's good." I say to myself as I relish in what's to come next. For some reason all of a sudden, I had an inclination to look outside of the glass window behind me, maybe just to see what was going on out there. As I was still casually touching Janeen's D-cups, I twisted my body a little and looked back over my shoulder to see out of the glass. If I were perceptible, people could clearly see my naked ass in front of the window, but alas that's just not how things were. "Hm... I guess maybe next I'll undress Janeen and fuck her against the window, and after that I'll— wha— what? Wai— wait, wha— wha— what the fuck? Hold on— what— what the FUCK?! Tha— that's not— no, no way! This is all too coincidental!"