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At the Table

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by dnvrdave@hotmail.com When I was 26, I dated a guy who was about 42, divorced and enlightened me and taught me a lot about male sex. Ken was drop dead gorgeous. He was about 6'4", short blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, unbelievable body with a basket that you couldn't miss. Ken loved to wear nice gaberdine kakis that accentuated the bulge between his legs. You couldn't help but notice his dick. The predominate outline of his cock and dickhead drew your eyes to his crotch. He loved the attention. Did I mention to you he was also a very horny person? I remember one evening going out to a very fine restaurant. He wore a very clingy black silk shirt that clung to his finely developed chest. Ken has some incredible nipples that stood up and at attention. It showed off his muscular pecs and meaty shoulders and arms. There is a lot to be said for a well developed chest. And he had lots to show. We sat down at our table and ordered some champaign. At some point the conversation turned to sex and the temperature in the room started to heat up. We were in a booth that looked out over the large diningroom. It was packed with people. Our conversation focused on the various people in the room, what kind of relationships we thought they had with each other and what we thought they would be like if we had sex with them. We spared no detail or person, from the waiters to the guests. We continued our fantasy conversation and moved closer to each other. We appeared to be quite the intimate couple. Our faces were inches from each other as we explored all kinds of what ifs and wouldn't it be fun if we.... Ken subtlely moved and placed his hand on my crotch and began playing with my dick as we talked. I was already hot and bothered and responded to his caressing hand with a full erection. Luckily the linen table cloth covering our table blocked the restaurant's veiw of our activity. During the course of our hot conversation, he unzipped my suit pants and pulled my fully erect dick out and started s l o w l y stroking me. Ever try and maintain your composure and sexual excitement a public room where you meet the darting eyes of fellow diners while having your dick stroked? It took everything in me to not pump my hips to meet his strokes. This guy was smooth. You would never in a million years know what we were doing, rather what HE was doing. Ken was relentless. He could talk the hot talk. He covered my very excited and hard dick with his napkin as he continued to masturbate me. He told me to lean forward so he could tell me something and inserted his hot wet tongue in my ear and proceeded to suck on my ear lobe all the while his hand pumped my cock. To everyone in the restaurant who looked our way, it appeared as though he was wispering in my ear and enjoying a close intimate conversation. I was so excited by his outrageous and aggressive public behavior, his hand still slowly stroking my hard dick under the table, I buried my head in his shoulder and came. And came, and came. He never stopped stroking my cock. It was a body jerking orgasm that I tried to mask with a mock cough. He placed the cum filled napkin on the table and proceeded to stroke my slippery sperm covered cock with his bare hand. THIS MAN WAS UNBELIEVABLE. He smiled, knowing what pleasure I was experiencing, gave me a peck on the lips, got up from the table and headed for the mens room to "freshen up". I was left at the table, face flushed and hot, trying to compose myself after this incredible and hot experience. And this was just the evening's appetizer! What fun daring public sexual experiences can you bring to the table? Bon Appetit! dnvrdave@hotmail.com