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Meet Me at the Restaurant
🕑 Added 2017-10-02 22:17:55 +0000 UTC Amazing art by: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/octopoodle/ It was mid evening on a calm Saturday night. Spring was in full bloom and the local high schools were gearing up to let out for the summer, as only a month remained. A warm breeze stirred some dust on the ground outside of a well known restaurant on the outskirts of the city. Though very mood setting and calming, it was generally a place to bring a loved one on a very special occasion.
That was the thought that was going through a particular hermaphrodite's mind as she sat out on one of the few benches that were set out near the establishment's entrance. She was dressed up very well, this being a special time that warranted as such. A dark purple dress adorned her thin, healthy form. The color went well with the natural black and white markings, being that she was a panda bear. Below the waist the dress fanned out like a floral skirt, but everything else clung snug to her belly and breasts, which were pushed up and together, accenting their modest size.
She was known as Mrs. Sutherland to her students as she taught biology at the local high school. She was aware of some of the irony, being that she had both types of sexual organs made her to be a bit of a biological rarity, but truth be told there was plenty of her kind walking around. For the moment though, her rather impressive cock was tucked between her legs, kept under wrap by a pair of silky, pink panties.
This particular arrangement had been done up by an acquaintance, one of her student's mothers, named Stacey, had wanted a nice environment to maybe talk about her daughter, of whom hasn't been doing very well in one of her classes. She had tried to turn the mother down nicely, but she was adamant and even insisting that she would pay for everything. With a final push from the hermaphrodite's own wife, she reluctantly donned nice clothes and went out for this friends only date. What was quickly becoming annoying was that the mother was late.
Though she didn't really know what to look for as far as the girl's mother went, she could only assume she was the same kind of African Wild dog as her daughter. The panda looked down at her watch and frowned, noticing that fifteen minutes had already gone past the time they had agreed to be there. She thought she'd give five more minutes before she'd get up and leave, officially being stood up for the second time in her life.
“Excuse me, are you Mrs. Sutherland?” came a soft voice from the side, prompting the herm to turn and see where it had come from. Indeed, just as she suspected, an African Wild dog stood before her in a button up dress shirt and a flowing skirt that was as crimson as rubies and even sparkled a little in the light pollution of the restaurant. She was curvaceous and sexy, her form perfectly toned and soft. She had a wide bust and thick hips that tapered to a round rear end that wasn't too big or too small. The front of her shirt seemed even a little strained, as if it wasn't going to hold her bust behind the thin, white fabric.
“Oh! Yes I am,” the panda laughed and got up, her feet balanced on high heels, just like the newly arrived woman. “Though you can call me Barbra, we're outside of school after all,” she continued with a giggle as she held out her paw. The newly arrived woman took the gesture and shook with a dainty hold.
“I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting for so long, Barbra, I had the toughest time finding something nice to wear,” she confessed with a sigh.
“Well you look great!” the teacher complemented with a warm smile.
“Aww thank you,” the mother replied and rested her paw against her cheek. “I guess it's all worth it in the end, shall we go in?” she asked with a beaming smile and gestured for the door.
“Oh yes, I'm starved,” the herm giggled and meandered over to the entrance, the woman following close behind.
“Me too! Let the husband and kids fend for themselves tonight, right?” the African Wild dog said with a laugh.
“Right on!” the two laughed together as they walked in and where seated at a far off booth towards the back of the restaurant, per Stacy's request. Settled into their seats on opposite sides of the square table, the ambiance of the restaurant began to take hold. The lights were dimmed to invoke a romantic scene and flameless candles flickered at the center of every table.
“Gosh, this place is nice!” Barbra said to herself as she looked around. She was quick to notice that not too many others were there, especially for where they were, so far removed from the main section of bar area of the restaurant.
“I've always loved coming here, they have the best food in the city, and desserts to die for,” Stacey replied with a broad grin.
The panda let a nervous laugh escape her lips. “It seems like something that would be very expensive,” she confessed openly. She began to have second thoughts about eating there and even began to entertain the idea of trying to convince the other woman to eat at a nearby Burger King or something along those lines.
“Oh don't worry about anything, it'll all be my treat!” she said proudly, puffing her chest out. The notion of not splitting the bill wasn't something that Barbra had expected the woman to adhere to, but it was nonetheless pleasant to hear. However, with the lavish environment of their setting it didn't take long for realization to dawn on the herm.
“Look, Stacey,” the panda began with an apologetic smile. “I know why you've asked me out on this-”
“I certainly know what it looks like,” the African Wild dog interrupted as she rested her chin on her paws that formed a bridge of interlocked fingers. “Frankly, I can't blame you for thinking I'd try to bribe you with an expensive meal, but I'd be lying if I said this didn't have in some way to my daughter being in a...well... 'terrible' doesn't really do her standing in your class justice does it?” she said with a giggle, just as a cute server came up and introduced herself to the two of them. Menus were handed out and drink orders were taken before the girl meandered off.
“Things have been tough at home,” the canine continued as she settled her back against her seat. “Her father and I don't know how to talk to her anymore, she's become reclusive, like she doesn't even care about her grades at all.” Barbra was nodding her head in silent understanding. “That's the real reason I asked you out here. I was hoping that maybe...we could discuss how her father and I could better confront her on this subject and steer her down the right path. We just need some direction and a few healthy suggestions is all,” she said with a soft sigh.
Needless to say, the panda herm felt considerably more relieved about this situation. Being unable to actually change the girl's grade, trying to get her parents involved with her social life and connect on a family level was something she could certainly try. “I'd be more than happy to help out with whatever I could.”
The two continued to talk as they picked up their menus and looked over the various dishes that were offered. The server returned with their drinks: two glasses of wine from a rather expensive bottle. Taking their orders and retreating, the two continued with their conversation. A variety of topics came and went, they spoke of their pasts and what they were doing with their lives currently. When their meals came the amount they spoke came to a lull but they still were able to carry on topics.
Things did eventually turn towards what they might try to do to curtail the canine's daughter and her attitude towards school. A few ideas came and went, but one that resonated between them both was one that detailed a plan to curb her socializing with internet and outing restrictions, to the point that if she at least showed that she was working hard at restoring her grade that the panda would allow her to pass with at least a 'C'.
Through it all, Barbra had found that she was drinking most of the bottle of wine that had been left at their table. When asked why that was, Stacey simply said that she had to drive still, and the herm realized that she had to do the same.
“Aw, shit,” Barbra mumbled as she rubbed her palms against her eyes. The world was already getting a bit blurry and shifty, she didn't quite know how she had allowed herself to get in so deep. Probably because it was one of the best tasting wines she had ever had, and also the fact that she barely ever got a good opportunity to drink.
“Don't worry,” the other woman laughed as she cleared the last couple bites of food from her plate, “I can drive you home, and I can even come and bring you to your car after school tomorrow.” The friendly words made the herm smile gratefully.
“Thank you so much,” Barbra replied and then blinked as she suddenly felt the African Wild dog's leg graze against her own, the softness of their calves mingling.
“It's the least I can do for coming out with me tonight,” Stacey retorted as the server came again.
“Can I entice either of you with dessert?” she asked pleasantly.
Barbra opened her mouth to decline but the canine was too quick. “Oh yes!” Stacey said loudly. “I'd love some of your apple pie a la mode,” she continued and glanced at the panda who returned the look with quiet confusion. “I'd highly recommend the cheesecake if you don't know what to get,” she said earnestly. Barbra blinked and glanced back and forth from her friend to the server, both gleaming.
“Uh, sure. The cheesecake,” she agreed.
“Excellent choice!” the server chirped as she scribbled down their order and then collected their dirty plates and utensils. After she had left, Barbra glanced across the table and gave a half smile.
“You didn't have to cover dessert too, you've already given so much tonight,” the panda said softly.
“Please, it's my treat,” the canine replied happily and then leaned over her side of the table a bit. “It's the least I can do for all the help you're doing for my family.”
“Still, it seems too much,” the herm mumbled back.
“Well, if you want there is one thing you could do for me...” Stacey replied, letting the statement linger in the air.
“Heh, and what might that-” Barbra began to say but paused as she felt the canine's leg brush up against her own once again. A shiver ran up her spine and she found herself staring into the devious expression of the canine woman. By the soft feeling of her bare foot it became obvious that she had abandoned her shoe. She trailed it higher and the herm remained silent, not entirely for sure what she should be doing or saying. It finally got to a point that Stacey's toes were nudging under the panda's skirt and against her inner thigh.
“Stacey! That is hardly-”
“Shh!” the African Wild dog hissed and glanced around at the insides of the restaurant. Most of the other tables were empty and very few servers walked around the vacant space. When she made sure that absolutely no one was there to witness her actions, she spoke again. “If you don't be quiet we're gunna get caught,” she giggled with a wink. Barbra gaped back with dumbfound surprise.
“We shouldn't be doing anything that would...get us in trouble if caught!” she whispered back loudly.
“Oh please, we're just having a little fun is all,” Stacey retorted and stared lustfully at her companion. Barbra had to stifle a surprised shriek as she felt the other's foot nudge against her panties and the plump cock and balls that were hidden away. “Holy shit, you're so thick!” she said amazed. The panda herm clamped her thighs shut to try and keep the probing foot away, which the canine did pull back, but only to do something more devious.
Before Barbra realized what was going on, Stacey had dove under the table and had snuck across to the panda's side. The herm didn't realize what was happening until she felt a pair of paws swiftly reach up under her dress, pushing the hem all the way up to her thighs. Deft fingers curled around the band of her panties and yanked hard, tugging them to her clenched knees in one swift motion. She gasped loudly and struggled to keep her underwear on but she did little more than allow the canine to get an even better look at her manhood. “H-hey!” she yelped out, squirming her naked hips from side to side.
Suddenly a pair of wet lips seized Barbra's cock by the tip, a warm mouth slurping her flaccid inches in while a tongue danced across her sensitive surface. Everything was happening so fast and the shockingly pleasurable sensation hit so hard that her body went limp for a moment. A hot, low moan drew out from her mouth, of which she had to clamp a paw over to keep from getting too loud. With her other paw she pressed it down against the woman's head in an attempt to push her away but the herm found that all the strength had been sapped from her body.
A lewd slurp sounded under the table and a spurt of precum was quickly swallowed back. Barbra's heart pounded in her chest, but as soon as the intoxicating sensations came on they disappeared. Stacey appeared seemingly out of thin air on the opposite side of the table, though now she twirled a prize about on her finger.
“I must say, you have a very sexy pair of panties on for a simple night out with a friend,” the African Wild dog giggled as she crumpled the fabric up and put it to her nose, taking a deep inhale of the musk that lingered. “Mmmh...or at least had on, I should say.”
“G-give those back,” Barbra whimpered as she struggled to push her dress back down to her legs, though her cock had been called to action, and so it was beginning to swell no matter how much she didn't want it to. Her heart was thundering in her chest and she was exceedingly breathy. Stacey enjoyed another deep breath of her silky prize before she quickly stashed them under her tail, the server having returned with their dessert.
“Thank you two for coming out,” she said pleasantly as she settled the small plates on either side of the table and the receipt covered by a leather book at the center. The two were forced to put on a pleasant facade like nothing was going on, which seemed to work the whole time until the girl went away.
“We can't be doing stuff like that, we're married,” the panda herm said sternly after she had composed herself a bit.
“Oh please, I haven't gotten any action in months, my husband's dick is practically dead at this point,” the canine grumbled as she picked up her fork and dug into her slice of pie, the scoop of vanilla icecream melting over its flaky, crust surface.
“S-still...” Barbra muttered and picked up her own fork, her eyes glancing down at her small slice of cheesecake that had a couple cherries and some sugary sauce drooling down its side. She scooped up a small bit and put it to her mouth.
“You don't sound so convinced,” Stacey said with a grin, pushing her own bit into her mouth. “Hmm..it's good right?” she asked as she watched the herm enjoy the last bit of her meal. The panda only offered a blushing nod. “It tastes even better when you add a little bit of your own flavoring,” she continued with a grin. With one paw she stabbed a cinnamon covered apple slice with her fork while her other paw worked to pop several buttons free of her shirt. Barbra watched with wide eyes as she drew the side of her shirt open, revealing a gorgeously round breast and a rather big, ebony nipple.
The panda swallowed hard, her heart racing again and the cock between her legs throbbed to life at the sight. Stacey smeared the apple piece around her nipple, getting some of the sticky pie filling on the black surface before she brought it to her lips and nibbled at her fork. “Mmmh, it's good. Want a taste?” she asked as she stabbed another apple slice and did the same, grinding it firmly against her areola before offering it out to her friend.
Barbra found that she couldn't control herself and gave a heated nod as she suddenly leaned over the table, her mouth hanging open. The fork dipped against her tongue and pushed the piece in before retreating, the herm's lips sealing around the tasty morsel. “Good right?” Stacey said with a grin, digging once more into her slice that was rapidly diminishing. Barbra did little more than nod her head and blush even brighter. She chewed momentarily and savored the naughty act before swallowing. She had never done anything so very exciting and devious as this, especially in such a public setting. She could only imagine the thrills to be had if the restaurant had been full of other people.
“Would you want me to suck your cock?” Stacey asked suddenly as she licked away at her fork that dripped vanilla icecream over her lips. The panda herm blinked and shivered at the sight, the white cream purposely getting messy on her chin, a single drop of it even falling to her breast that was still hanging out in the open.
“Y-yeah...”
“Oops! Don't mind me,” Stacey giggled and dipped her head as she grasped her breasts and pushed it up. Her tongue lapped out to clean away the spot before she turned her eyes back up, a grin splayed on her lips. Barbra watched with wide, wanting eyes, her mouth hanging open just a bit. “Hmm, how about we get out of here and have a bit of fun, eh?” she asked, finishing off the rest of her dessert. The panda only nodded silently. The woman was quick to only secure enough buttons that her breasts wouldn't pop free and be out in the open before she began to move.
Stacey dug into the pocket of her skirt and pulled out a small billfold while picking up the leather book and glancing at what was owed. She nonchalantly pulled out a couple one hundred dollar bills and placed them alongside the check before she got up from her seat. Barbra moved to do the same but suddenly became aware that he hard cock was tenting the front of her dress. She pressed a paw down on it the hide the fact that she was horny as hell, something that the canine was quick to see as well. “Come on!” the woman giggled, taking the herm's free paw and leading her away quickly towards the restaurant's exit.
Barbra was panting and whining the whole time as she clumsily jogged out of the establishment and into the refreshingly cool night. She hardly got a chance to enjoy the change in scenery before she was hastily pulled off towards the parking lot. With so few people around even outside, the panda let go of the front of her dress and just as expected her cock came bouncing up. All this rushing around and excitement had done little more than make her even harder.
The two made there way to a gray sedan that was as far away as possible from any lights, and it became suddenly obvious to the herm that the canine had planned this all from the beginning. Stacey was all laughs and grins as she let go of her friend's paw and unlocked her vehicle, opening the back passenger door and stepping away from the panda. Barbra looked at her with dazed confusion and tilted her head.
“Go ahead and lie down!” Stacey said eagerly. Barbra continued to be hesitant, her mind was swimming in a pool of alcohol that was greatly influencing her actions and thoughts. A playful tug from the woman was all that was needed for her to turn and fall back onto the backseat, her legs dangling from the door. She tried to scoot herself further up so that the door could fully close, but the feeling of her skirt getting yanked up stopped her cold.
The warm, wet sensation appeared over her exposed cock once again, Stacey's mouth secured around the throbbing head, her tongue swirling against its crown. Barbra no longer bothered to keep quiet, she let out a drawn moan and arched her back, hips pushing forward. The African Wild dog took it as an invitation and pushed her mouth down further. The panda's cock was about ten inches long but the woman was handling it as if she choked on long dicks every day. She kept on diving until her lips pressed against the other's pelvis, her paws coming up to play with her heavy balls and dip fingers in to the other's soaked pussy.
Mewling and grunting, Barbra was churning her hips from side to side that caused her thick cock to swirl in the woman's throat. Stacey's head was bobbing aggressively, her tongue working in frantic circles around the throbbing shaft's girth. She became determined and pushed the entire thing down her throat, her tongue hanging out to lap at the other's balls and slather them in saliva. The panda cried out and went cross-eyed for a moment, her paw pushed against the other's head and pet over her silky hair and ears. Throaty, gagging sounds echoed from the woman's throat before she suddenly pulled off with a loud gasp, her mouth trailing spit to the very sloppy shaft.
“There we go, nice and wet,” she assessed, stroking the rigid pyre of flesh with her paw as she climbed over the herm's body. Barbra couldn't see very well, the insides of the car were dark and not much light came in from the surrounding parking lot, but she was able to feel quite a bit. From how easily the tip of her cock found the canine's cunt told her that Stacey had entirely forgone all underwear for this evening.
Getting nice and comfortable, the woman began to descend. The two let out a hot moan at the same time, the tight confines sliding all the way down until their pelvises touched each other. Stacey brought her paws up and quickly undid her shirt, pulling it completely open so that her breasts were free. She grabbed the other's paws and forcefully placed them on her tits just as her hips began to gyrate and work up and down.
Barbra stared with half lidded eyes, her tongue lolling as she would pant. Her paws began to work over the soft pillows, squeezing them and playing with the erect nubs at their center. Her own hips had begun to press up, her heavy balls like a cushion for the canine to sit back on. The herm could feel the tip of her dick rub and grind at the back of the other's pussy, pre cum spurting out to lube the entire passage. The two bucked and ground against each other, their moans and cries of pleasure filling the vehicle and making it rock from side to side. There came a loud, wet slap every time Stacey's body would drive down, the feeling of heavy balls clapping her ass caused a shiver to run up her spine.
The panda groped and continued to play with those luscious breasts, the other's paws were settled down against her own, they grasped against the cloth that covered her own large tits. Not wanting to tear any fabric or otherwise give away to Barbra's mate of what they were doing, she reluctantly kept herself from going further.
The pumping, rolling actions of the African Wild dog's hips were lighting a rowing inferno between the herm's legs. Her cock felt hot and it throbbed with every beat of her heart. “I'm gunna cum!” She warned though it seemed her words fell on deaf ears. Stacey didn't even offer a knowing glance to her lover, she just continued to drop her weight over and over again onto the perspiring shaft. Barbra thought to give a louder warning but when she opened her mouth an elated scream echoed instead.
Her orgasm hit with the might of a asteroid and her back gave a high arch. With her head thrown back and her shriek getting louder, a thick wad of cum went shooting up through her shaft and plastered the woman's insides. Stacey gasped and went wide eyed, staring down between her own legs as she continued to rock her hips back and forth. The sticky, white solution poured from her pussy and spattered all over her backseat, dripping down even from the still open door. Pump after pump sent a salvo of seed against her cervix with a surprising amount even pouring beyond.
The canine could feel how hot the flow was, and after a while her movements slowed with her pelvis eventually coming to rest against the other's groin, dick still lodged as far as it would go. “Oooh fuck, you've made such a mess!” the woman teased through ragged pants. Barbra was lying limp against the seat, her chest heaving with each breath that she took. With a loud slurp, the canine pulled herself from the still dripping cock, leaving it caked in its own frothy seed. The panda didn't seem to care, her mind was still swimming in post-coital bliss.
The passenger door opened and closed, Stacey doing what she could to wipe the heavy spattering of cum from her well used pussy with some napkins from the glove compartment. Discarding the soggy pieces of fabric away she returned to the herm with a grin. “Let's get you cleaned up, shall we?” she cooed before dipping her mouth back to the semi erect cock.
Barbra cried out and her eyes snapped open as she felt the woman's tongue began to lick and lap away the cum from her cock. “A-ah! I'm too sensitive!” the panda pleaded, her body leaning up just enough to see the canine drawing her tongue over the shaft's surface like it was some large lollipop.
“Don't worry it won't be long,” Stacey mumbled as she began to slurp and swallow back the copious amounts of jizz that she collected. “Can't have you going back to your wife all messy, can we?” she teased between slurps. When every last drop of jizz was clear of that reluctantly hard member, the canine pushed it all he way back to her throat and up again just to make extra sure there were no remains. With a kiss on the tip, the African Wild dog grabbed the herm by the paws and helped her get up from the backseat and helped her get into the front passenger.
Settled down into a new position, Barbra thumped the back of her head against the headrest and closed her eyes. She had begun to slowly creep back into sobriety, but the memories of the event of what just happened didn't seem to be affected by the alcohol. She remembered them all very vividly.
Stacey settled into the driver's side and grinned at her friend as she started the vehicle. “Well now, wasn't that a fun evening?” she said presently as she began to drive off, dipping out from the parking lot. “Where is it that you live?” she inquired innocently, as if she didn't have a decent amount of semen still sloshing around inside of her, her seat undoubtedly already having a small, sticky pool on it by now.
“I live in the Cul De Sac on Monroe Avenue,” Barbra explained and rubbed at her eyes. Her erection had gone down enough to not be nearly as noticeable at least. Sighing, she slowly closed her eyes to rest a bit, but it seemed hardly any time had passed before the two were already pulling in to where her home was.
“Which one?” the canine asked, glancing around.
“Oh, the brown one there,” the panda said and pointed to the appropriate building. The car came to a stop in front of the sidewalk that lead up to the door, and there it idled.
“We should really do this again sometime,” Stacey said cheerfully and beamed at her companion.
A blush formed across Barbra's cheeks as that thought occurred to her. “Uh, yeah. I'd like that,” she replied with a mumble and opened her door and stepped out. “Have a good night!” she called to the inside of the car.
“You too!” came the reply just as she pushed the door shut. The panda watched as the vehicle drove off and didn't begin to walk for her front door until she watched it turn a corner at the end of the street and disappear. Taking a deep breath she turned and began for her house, hoping to high heaven she could be convincing enough to portray that the date hadn't been all that exciting.
Comments
TRR
I can just picture Barbara stumbling through the restaurant, with her dress tented
mikael lagdameo
such nice art
