Fellatorium
WARNING! The following contains porn. You have been warned. Blame that pointy-pony at [email protected].. Now, on with the fapping. --- At Che' Fuu-Fuu.
- * * The limo pulled-up in front of the extravagantly elegant restaurant, gleaming darkly under it's lights. The valet helpfully approached and opened the door just in time to let the last strains of a conversation in progress to enter the evening air. "I can't believe I let you talk me into coming here Kevin," Said the owner of a pair of Very shapely legs that appeared from inside the limo, soon followed by thighs and hips clad in a shimmering red satin evening gown. As two hooves found the red carpet the rest of the voice's owner appeared, hands on her waspish waist while her prodigious bosom almost knocked the poor Valet over. "This has to be way out of our league." As the immensely well-packed mare moved aside her dining companion appeared. A handsome stud, his excellent build showing subtly under the splendidly tailored suit he wore over his frame, "Relax Nina, besides. It's my birthday and you promised remember?" The astoundingly buxom mare rolled her eyes, but giggled indulgently as her consort took her by the arm and lead her into the foyer where they were greeted by the hostess, "Welcome to Che Fuu-Fuu, tu you have zee reservation'?" They were lovely, pink, almost shining in the light. The low-cut suit-dress showed off acres of cleavage (Still not quite as huge as Nina's) which caught Kevin's eye and held onto it mercilessly. Her breasts were quite pronounced, pert and with excellent projection despite the lack of evidence of a bra. They had the appearance of being over-full, and Kevin thought he could almost see the plumpness of an aureola showing through, though the thick protrusions of her nipples plainly poked out against the fabric. A helpful nudge from his mare brought him back to attention, zooming out to take in the rest of the lovely poodle-bitch, "Uhh yes. Dufrain, party of two." The Hostess nodded and checked the books, "Tu-Frain, Tu-Frain.. Ah yes. Your tables are ready Madam und Monsieur, if you will walk dees way?" She offered, leading the arm-in-arm couple into the restaurant proper. The furnishings were elegant, the string quartet in the back filled the air with music fit to match the tone of the establishment. Wine-glasses clinked and silverware rattled occasionally to the murmur of quiet conversations as the well-dressed and the well-to-do ate their lavish fair under the lights of crystal chandeliers, and the Hostess led them onward. The couple followed as the hostess lead them past the formal dining area, past the bar, and took a left at the ballroom to an out of the way nook. The nook connected to a tastefully decorated hallway at the end of which stood an un-pretentious set of double-doors which the Hostess opened before beckoning them through. Inside the large circular room decorated with expensive artwork and live plants, lit at it's vaulted ceiling by an exquisitely crafted chandelier. Kevin smiled and Nina simply smirked indulgently as the Hostess led them across the room to a comfortable-looking chair which stood side-on to the wall, facing an equally-comfy looking set of cushions. "Welcome Madam Und Monsieur, tu Che Fuu-Fuu's Fellatorium." The air was filled with a not-unpleasant musky scent and the sounds of people enjoying themselves. All around lining the circular wall were more arraignments like the one the hostess had brought them to. In each chair sat a well-dressed male while an equally well-dressed femme kneeled on the cushions before him, head bobbing in her dinner-partner's lap. Kevin took his seat and started un-buckling his belt, his eagerness showing in the rather indecent bulge presented in his pants. Nina however had other ideas, laying a hand on his as she settled into her position on the cushions before him, "Wait hon, I want to do it." Her stallion aquiesced easily, letting her fingers do the talking while he relaxed back into the comfortable and expensive-looking chair. He groaned softly as she opened the buttons on his trousers and slid the zipper down, revealing his lack of underwear for the evening. She smirked up at him and shook her head in mock-reproval as she began fishing his already half-swollen erection from the confines of his pants. The fat equine rod wobbled in the air, held aloft by Nina's hand as she admired it in the light. She caught the hostess admiring it too and winked at her, leaning in to nuzzle it's length and let it drape across her muzzle. The thick black organ stirred as it began to grow fully erect and the Hostess remembered herself, "And.. *ahem* And will there be anyzing for Monsieur while Madam dines?" Kevin murrhurred softly while his mare nuzzled and kissed his erection to full-mast, watching her trace the thick veins with her velvet-like tongue, "Mmm, no need for a menu. I think I'll just have some fresh milk please." He replied, eyes still on Nina as she slipped the fat crown into her mouth. "Very good Monsieur," The Hostess replied with a pleasant smile, resting the menus on a nearby table before opening the few strained buttons holding her bosom in check. Her overfull breasts bounced free as she presented them to the stallion, her plump nipples already beading white moisture at the tips as he turned his head to see. Kevin devoured the sight of those tits with his eyes before he even brought his lips close to one. One hand reached up to firmly knead a lush poodle-boob while his lips closed around the nipple of another, nursing firmly. He mmurrred loudly at the first mouthful of sweet cream he received, driving him to press his lips and fingers harder into the plump bosoms being presented to him. Nina hummurred around her mouthful, glancing up at what Kevin was up to. She smiled as much as she could around her stallion's rod as he indulged, just before the sudden jerk of his penis brought her attention back to the here and now. Her breathing quickened as she felt him swell across her tongue, she so loved how hard he got when he had a face full of tit. Her fingers curled around the thick shaft, stroking it lightly while her lips allowed spit and pre to drool down the length slicking it up for the fun yet to come. The hostess giggled as the stallion played with her bouncy tits, leaking milk prodigiously while his own organ jerked and spit across his mate's tongue. He hurrred loudly as Nina began bobbing her muzzle slowly over his hardon, then faster while her fist pumped his sheath. A waiter casually walked the circuit around the room, offering drinks and canapes to the gentlemales and to the gentlefemmes who'd just finished their 'main course'. He gave the new couple a wide berth as the Hostess waved him off, showing she had things well in-hand. Kevin was quite obviously in heaven, mouthing at the hostess's bust while his mare sucked and stroked like no tomorrow. He couldn't remember ever being this hard before and gasped as Nina pulled him free of her muzzle once more. He caught a glimpse of the hugely erect penis in her hands, glistening in the light and thought in amazment, "Is that mine?" He had little chance to think of anything else as she quickly re-introduced him to her gullet, swallowing him whole until her lips nuzzled his balls. That was all he could stand and then some, pressing his muzzle deep into the poodle's cleavage to muffle his cries of pleasure. His hips began to buck as Nina cupped and squeezed his over-ripe balls, rippling her throat around his shaft as he began to explode. The hostess watched with a giggle, "It wuuld appear Madam will have no needings of a pail." Nina slowly pulled her lips back again, showing more and more of the pulsing length of her stallion as she sucked loud and hard. She finally ended up with him in her mouth as he pumped the last of his seed out of his over-taxed balls. She barely managed to contain that last burst, her cheeks pooching out comically before she swallowed, savoring his flavor before popping the broad crown free. She lapped at the tip while Kevin relaxed in his seat, the hostess taking the opportunity to stuff her plump tits back into her clothing. The poodle snapped her fingers twice and servers appeared bringing another chair for Nina as she rose from her crouch, a waiter appearing soon after to offer drinks. Nina washed down the flavor of her stallion with a fine white wine while Kevin enjoyed a snifter of brandy, "Mmmm, you were right," She said, "It's good to treat ourselves like this once in awhile." -End.