Suddenly she felt a buzz between her legs. The realized her butt plug was vibrating! It was sending jolts of pleasure into her. She was already aware how bare she was there, holding promise for Drake to use her later, and the plug magnified those feelings. She squirmed as the embers of her desire flamed. The plug emitted a low hum, faintly detectable.
She turned inward, unable to stop the need kindling in her. Her eyes sought Drake's who saw her squirming. He wondered how far he could push her. He flicked the switch off and the vibration stopped. Drake didn't acknowledge the vibrating plug--he acted as if nothing had happened and had them order their meals.
Drake then turned to Nicole and carried on a conversation with her about a recent trip she'd taken to the Caribbean. Rachel, hot and flustered, had trouble following the conversation.
The waiter returned with salads and as he approached, she felt the plug throb again. Drake looked at her and she realized that she needed to lean forward. She did so, feeling the soft cloth of the dress brush her--oh so erect--nipples as the fabric pulled away. She wondered if the waiter could hear the buzzing or smell her arousal. He walked behind her, reaching over her back to adjust one of the forks, his arm brushing her breast. She moaned softly. "Good girl" Drake whispered. She felt herself moisten at his praise, the intermittent throb of the plug building her arousal.
After they had finished their salads, Drake leaned over to Rachel and whispered, "Go to the bathroom and take off your thong and bring it to me." She wrung her hands nervously as she looked at him, wondering if she could do this. "Go, little one," he said.
She rose to go and Nicole said, "I'll come with." In the bathroom Nicole asked, "Are you enjoying yourself?"
Rachel gulped and uttered a very soft, "Yes," before going into a stall to do as Drake instructed. Nicole took the neighboring stall.
When they returned to the booth, she passed the damp thong to Drake as surreptitiously as she could--their waiter was watching. But Drake took the garment and opened it, putting it up to his nose to deeply inhale her, smelling her deep arousal. She glanced at the waiter who smiled wickedly at her--clearly, he wanted to smell them too, but he kept his place. She felt so exposed! She blushed deeply.
Rachel was stunned to see Nicole open Drake's other hand and give her panties to him. He held them to his nose as well and breathed, "Ambrosia."
Nicole looked at Rachel and said "What? We've been good friends too!" Drake put her panties in his other pocket.
The main course was an agony for Rachel; the throbbing of the plug was unpredictable, and each time drove her arousal higher. She was in her own world of need. She nibbled at her food but couldn't focus on eating. Each time the waiter came near she dutifully leaned forward, and he paused to view her magnificent breasts. He refilled her wine and water glasses several times, each time reaching around so his arm would brush against her dress, pushing the fabric against her swollen breast, eliciting a gasp from her.
Colin arrived after they'd finished the main course. He came over and kissed Rachel chastely on the lips. Drake said "Let's rearrange the seating--Colin--you sit next to Rachel, and Nicole, sit beside Colin.
Once all were settled, Colin encircled Nicole in his arms and gave her a long and deep kiss from which they both emerged panting. Drake reached into his pocket and pulled out Nicole's thong, handing it to Colin, saying "I think this was for you."
Colin held the flimsy garment to his nose and inhaled deeply. Nicole tried, unsuccessfully, to pull Colin's hand down as their waiter watched. Colin said, "So sweet, so hot. God you are beautiful." Nicole groaned.
When the waiter asked if they wanted dessert Drake said, "I think we'll have two desserts, one here and one back home," and grinned at the waiter, who clearly understood what he meant. They ordered desserts and after dinner liqueurs.
Rachel felt Drake's hand on her thigh and recoiled slightly. He began to stroke the inside, gradually moving his hand higher toward her sex. The plug began to throb. He leaned over and whispered, "Open your legs." She let them open a few inches while his hand moved to nestle between her thighs.
"Wider" he commanded, and her legs fell further apart. She gasped as she felt him softly stroke her. His fingers touched her so much more intimately with her shaved. She momentarily wondered what his tongue would feel like. She put her hand down to push him away--God she was so hot, she was sure everyone in the restaurant could see her arousal!
Drake said, "Don't." Her hand stayed on top of his as he continued to stroke her. As her arousal deepened her hand began to pull him toward her rather than push away. Suddenly she felt a hand on her other thigh, pulling her legs wider apart still, and realized that Colin was now intent on stroking her as well. She knew that her face and chest were turning pink with her sexual arousal. The waiter was watching with an almost feral look. Drake slowly pushed a finger into her, slipping easily into her wetness, and she moaned softly, squirming in her seat. When she felt a second finger enter her she began to push her pelvis back on him. He thrust repeatedly and deeply into her. Colin's hand pushed quickly up to her sex and began to strum her clitoris as Drake thrust into her cunt.
She closed her eyes and slid down the seat, resting her head against the back, her tongue moistening her dry lips. Their fingers felt so good, so raw. She forgot the restaurant, forgot the people, and focused her whole being on the increasingly intense pleasure she was feeling. She couldn't control her hips as she rolled them forward with each thrust, again and again. She felt herself gradually peaking as Drake's fingers thrust more rapidly, and Colin now pinched and rubbed her clit. Rachel's hand, on top of Drake's, pulled him in deeper into her moist depths, more insistently, and pushed his rhythm ever faster. Her back arched as her orgasm seized her and she clamped her mouth shut, stifling her moan.
Her breath was ragged as she came down from the high. The waiter, standing behind, could see the two mens' hands moving under her short skirt as he poured more water into her glass. She shivered as his arm brushed against her now so sensitive breast. Drake, Colin, and Nicole all looked at her, knowing she had just orgasmed in the restaurant in front of everyone, hard and noisy. She looked down, blushing. "Good girl," Drake said.
As her nerves calmed, Rachel looked over at Colin and Nicole and saw that Colin's other hand was under the table next to Nicole. His arm moved subtly back and forth. Nicole's eyes were closed, and she began to breathe heavily. She realized Colin was fingering Nicole under the table, just as he and Drake had played with her. Nicole began to squirm, and, like Rachel, her hips undulated in response to Colin's fingering. She opened her eyes wildly, then gasped and shuddered. She too had orgasmed. The waiter, standing close, saw that too.
Drake turned and looked at Rachel. "Did you enjoy yourself, little one? Drake asked.
She looked at him, wild eyed, and mouthed, "Yes."
When the waiter came to collect the bill, Drake pulled Rachel's damp panties from his pocket and put them on the tray. "A souvenir," he said.
The waiter looked pointedly at Rachel and held them to his nose, inhaling her arousal. "Thank you for your wonderful gift," he said to her. She blushed furiously.
Drake admonished her, "Be polite."
She said, "You're welcome."
As they exited the restaurant, Colin said that he and Nicole were going to go to a local bar for a night cap. Drake told them that he and Rachel would return home.
The Uber driver had indeed waited for them and opened the back door, watching Rachel's short dress ride up as she tried, without success, to modestly get into the back seat.
Drake turned the plug on as they rode back and again put his hand on her thigh. "He can see, Drake," she expostulated as his hand nudged her dress higher on her thigh.
"I know, Rache, just go with it," he said. "Let your legs open, let him see you," He turned her head toward him and began to kiss her deeply. God--she was so turned on she didn't care! Her legs fell open further as Drake reached under her short dress and again began to stroke her bare sex. She realized how much more he could touch with her shaved, how much more her she was stimulated by his gentle stroking. He nudged apart her wet folds. With his other hand he reached inside her dress to encase her breast in his hand and then softly rub the nipple. She gasped and shuddered with arousal, she opened her eyes and saw the driver gazing at her. She blushed furiously and closed her eyes.
