Gem circled the dining table with a wicked grin, her eyes sparkling as she adjusted the straps securing Tam beneath it. "Tonight you're the star attraction, darling," she purred, her voice laced with playful command. "My guests will feast, and you'll provide the entertainment. No complaints—your fantasies demanded this exact setup." Tam's breathing quickened under the table, his body already responding to the anticipation. Gem pulled his cock and balls through the central hole, locking them firmly so escape was impossible. The cool air teased his exposed skin, making him harden instantly. She positioned a large plate over the opening, threading his cock and balls through yet another hole until they rested prominently in the center like an obscene centerpiece.
With deliberate care, Gem arranged the foods around him: crisp carrots and celery for crunch, soft cheeses and fruits for contrast, and creamy spreads like peanut butter and cream cheese. She covered everything with a gleaming cloche, hiding the explicit display. The table gleamed with wine glasses, bottles of chilled Chardonnay, and decadent treats. "Jill and Jen will adore this," Gem murmured, her fingers brushing his throbbing cock lightly. "Stay hard for them." Tam shifted, the restraint heightening every sensation.
The doorbell chimed, and Gem welcomed her guests with warm hugs. Jill arrived first in a flowing sundress that hinted at black see-through panties beneath, her blonde hair cascading as she laughed. "Gem, you always throw the wildest parties. I'm divorced a year now and desperately horny—whatever you've planned, count me in." Jen followed in a short black dress that hugged her curves, red thong peeking as she winked. "Spill the secret, Gem. This smells like trouble." Gem ushered them inside, her tone commanding yet inviting. "Take your seats, ladies. Jill, the special chair at the head is yours—it's designed for maximum pleasure."
Jill settled onto the facesitting chair, her ass pressing down over Tam's secured face, the height positioning his mouth perfectly against her. The fabric of her panties brushed his lips, already dampening with her building arousal. "This feels... intimate," Jill said with a sharp laugh, grinding lightly. "Gem, your surprises never disappoint." Jen and Gem took the side seats, eyes gleaming. Gem lifted the cloche with a flourish, revealing Tam's cock and balls amid the feast. "Bon appétit, girls. Incorporate the main course however you like." The women gasped then giggled, leaning in hungrily.
"Oh my god, that's Tam's cock on the plate," Jen exclaimed, her black hair falling forward as she grabbed chopsticks. "Witty as ever, Gem. Let's make him sweat." She dipped the head into cream cheese, biting down hard while Tam groaned beneath. Jill shifted above, her pussy growing wetter against the chair. "Pass the crackers, Jen. I want a cock sandwich." They wrapped a slice of cheese around his hardening cock, chewing it off teasingly, their teeth grazing sensitive skin. Grapes followed, popped into mouths alongside his balls, the mix of crunch and softness driving tension higher.
"This is the best dinner ever," Jill panted, her voice husky as she rocked on Tam's face. "He's so responsive—feels like he's eager to please." Gem sipped wine, watching with approval. "Tam loves being used. Bite harder if he twitches." Jen clamped chopsticks on his cock, dipping it in peanut butter before sinking teeth into the head. "Mmm, salty and sweet. Your cock's the perfect appetizer, Tam." The women ate ravenously, their laughter mixing with his muffled sounds, the air thick with arousal. Sweat beaded on Tam's skin as his cock throbbed, dripping pre-cum onto the plate.
Jill's horniness peaked; she yanked her soaked panties down, exposing her dripping pussy directly to Tam's mouth. "Eat me properly now," she commanded, strong and unyielding, grinding against his tongue. "Make me come while they feast on your cock." Tam licked eagerly, his face slick as Jill moaned, her ass pressing firmly. The other women continued their playful torment—crunching crackers around his shaft, sucking spreads from his balls—building his desperate need. "You're dripping everywhere," Jen teased, licking a trail of juice. "Horny little display, aren't you?"
Jill came with a shuddering cry, her pussy clenching as waves of orgasm flooded Tam's mouth, her juices mixing with his panting breaths. She stayed seated, savoring the afterglow, while Gem and Jen finished their bites, leaving his cock hard, red, and aching. "Delicious," Gem declared, pouring more wine. The women exchanged knowing glances, their appetites only whetted.
As the plates emptied, Jill adjusted her dress with a satisfied smirk. "Round one's over, but Tam's still secured and ready. What's next on the menu, Gem?" The cloche remained discarded, hinting at deeper indulgences to come in the chapters ahead.
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