It had begun innocently enough, fifteen of us reunited several years after graduating from college, sitting around having drinks joking and teasing one another, recalling some of our more glorious and not so glorious moments together in school, recalling some of those girls we'd fucked, what hot little cunts they were, and wondering whatever became of them.
In the course of our conversation we discovered that despite the fact that we all hung out with one another a lot during those four years in college we all never fucked one and the same girl. We joked about which one of the many that we had all had individually would have been a likely candidate for a gang bang.
Then it was Mike, the most forward and adventurous one among us, that chuckled and said "you know it is not too late for us to have such an fuck!!!" which we all greeted with a roar of laughter, but then we realized, by the look on Mike's face, that he had been serious in his suggestion. We each looked at one another and soon we each started, somewhat hesitantly at first, half-joking, half-serious expressing what we thought such an experience would be like.
With each round of subsequent drinks we started talking more like we were actually planning such a gang bang than just dreaming what it would be like. As our evening began to come to a close we realized that we had in place a plan and that each of us was willing to go about our designated role in making sure not only that we would enjoy ourselves but everything would come off as we had planned.
To me, however, because I lived here in the city and knew my way around its environs, fell the responsibility of finding the hot little slut that would service our hunger. We all had agreed that we didn't want to engage a hooker for both health and financial considerations and that we wanted to make quite sure that any woman that agreed to our desires that it would be strictly consensual. The coming Saturday night would be the time for our gang bang so it was incumbent on me in a short amount of time to come up with a willing participant.
It was for that reason I was anxiously now sitting in a sideway cafe on a warm Saturday afternoon still without a candidate for our gang's fun later that evening. In the course of the last few days I had approached a couple of women and had really made no progress whatsoever in procuring such a hopeful.
Sipping my glass of chardonnay my eyes were constantly roaming the passing parade of women on the street. It wasn't until I looked back into the cafe in search of my waiter to order another glass of wine that I noticed an attractive woman sitting off in the corner of the cafe's outdoor veranda. With her back to the wall of the indoor portion of the cafe her face was intent on a screen of a small lap top computer sitting in front of her on the table.
Watching her face, however, I sensed that what she was viewing on the small screen was not business, perhaps e-mail, because her eyes were ablaze with a seeming excitement as she scanned the images before her. Likewise, I also noticed that she was only operating the keyboard with one hand as her other hand appeared to be buried beneath the small cocktail table.
As I continued to study her, watching her body squirm in the seat, more of the sum totality of the woman came into focus. Innocent, but attractive with a short hair cut framing her eager-looking face, her mischievous eyes darting across the screen. As she would lean forward to closer inspect the images before her I noticed she had a delicious cleavage, encased in a light summer dress, large full tits with hard nipples clearly outlined by the light material of her beige dress.
The more I watched the more I began to fantasize what a delicious fuck this woman would make for our pleasure later in the evening. Deciding the time had come to break the ice I get up from my table and approached her, standing before her before she looked up to notice me. "Excuse me," I seem to have misplaced my umbrella when I was in the cafe here the other evening and I was wondering if you might check that barrel behind you to see if it is in there, its a large red and blue golf umbrella!" I asked with a slight smile on my face.
Without saying a word she turns to look in the barrel and as she does I quickly lean forward to see if I can quickly glance at the computer screen to get some idea what she has been watching so intently. To my surprise the picture is a woman, her face already covered in creamy jism as she voraciously sucks a large slab of male fuck meat, her dripping cunt being penetrated by another two hard cocks, as the partial outline of another man's cock stands beside her, spewing his hot male fuck milk over her full wet tits.
Smiling to myself, feeling I have probably at last found the object of our pleasure for the evening, I allow her to see me looking at her laptop screen as she turns to inform me that the barrel is empty. As a wicked smile crosses her face as our eyes meet I clear my throat to thank her for checking, adding quickly "have fun?" glancing down at the screen. She nods positively as I return to my table and take a quick gulp of my wine.
Sitting there contemplating my next move I notice out of the corner of my eye that the woman's eyes now occasionally dart across the tables surrounding her, pausing for an unmistakably moment at my table, then moving on.
Soon the waiter brings my check, but as he does it slips from my hands and falls under my table. Stooping down to retrieve it a flash of white catches my eye and I look in its direction through the legs of the nearby tables.
Recognizing immediately that beige dress I note with some amusement the hot little slut that I've had my eyes on is dabbing at her dress rapidly, attempting to dry a wet spot that has stained its crotch, a wet spot, undoubtedly I reason, caused by an orgasm she has more than likely given herself while looking at the salacious pictures on her screen.
Having gotten my check I take care of business with the waiter as I notice that the woman has now packed up her computer and is moving inside the cafe, I suspect to make a visit to the ladies room, but as she disappears into the establishment's interior, she glances over her shoulder looking specifically in my direction, a look of blunt female hunger etching her face. I wait until she disappears then I immediately follow her into the darkened room.
As I make way through the near-empty cafe-bar I see her in the back hallway opening a door and entering. Deciding that I too will pay a visit myself to the restrooms I hurriedly make my way towards the back hallway, but as I look for and find the "Men's Room" I note with considerable amusement and great anticipation that the brazen little cunt I have been pursuing has chosen that same room to supposedly relieve herself.
Entering the room I immediately hear the click of its lock and turn to face the noise, my breath immediately taken away for standing in front of the door is my naked hot slut fondling her gorgeous tits with one hand as she uses the other to tease her already gleaming cunt. "You gonna fuck me, baby???" she throaty asks.
