Disclaimer: Everyone in this series is over the age of 18. If huge tits and big black dicks aren't your thing, please reframe from reading any further. Please enjoy!
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Dana and Renee were on a bunch date late in the afternoon on Saturday at one of Renee's favorite Mexican outdoor restaurants, Antonio's Bar and Grill Fiesta. The couple is wearing tennis outfits as they just ended a few rounds at the tennis court. As they sit across from each other, Renee notices Dana has the thousand-miles-away stare on her face.
"Dana? Dana? Is everything alright?" Dana hears Renee's voice calling out and pops out of her deep thought stare.
"Yes, of course. Why wouldn't it be?" a frantic Dana answers back.
"Geez, I don't know, maybe because tonight is the night we finally tell your family about us?"
"That's right. We are, aren't we?"
"Yes we are. I mean, you've told me nothing but wonderful things about your family. Why would they object to this?"
"As nice and supporting as my parents are, they do go to church every Sunday and have strong beliefs that the only type of relationships that should be allowed are between a man and a woman. I don't think they hate homosexuals but it will come as a shock to find out that their daughter happens to be a lesbian. My stupid brother and bimbo sister won't care either way. I know I'll have their support," Dana explains and continues, "Besides, your parents don't even talk to you because you're gay."
Renee reaches over and places her hand on top of Dana's.
"Well aren't parents aren't exactly the same. I do think your mom and dad will understand. From what you've told me, they seemed okay when you found out that your childhood friend Ashley goes by Max now?"
"I'm still trying to process that one myself," Dana laughs.
"Well your friend Max certainly didn't let anyone stop them for being who they truly are."
"Yeah, I guess you are right. Plus I'm moving in with you anyways, so if they hate the idea of having a gay daughter and throw me out, I'll have a place to stay."
As the couple chuckles, Dana notices the same Latino waiter that has passed them by frequently, just walks by again and steals a look down Renee's tennis top.
"Someone certainly can't keep their eyes off your chest," Dana acknowledges.
"Oh, that's Miguel. He has had a crush on me since I started coming here. Nothing to be worried about, he's harmless," Renee reassures and continues, "As I'm sure your mother and sister can attest, the looks comes with having very large breasts, baby. And you know I'm not ashamed of what I got. They can all look but only you can touch."
A huge grin appears on Dana's face towards her girlfriend.
"Oh I'm not worried, in fact, I don't mind people looking and seeing how lucky I am. I mean, every time he looks down your shirt, it turns me on," Dana says in a sultry voice and continues, "Have you ever thought about having sex with a guy? I mean, ever since I started using the strap on, your pussy gets wetter and your moans are louder, more intense than when I just use my fingers and tongue."
Renee hesitates for a minute before answering.
"To be honest, I don't know. I mean, I've always been attracted to women. Seeing a penis has never turned me on, but I enjoyed the feeling of you pushing a fake cock inside me. Having the real thing inside me would be a whole new experience. I mean, unlike the plastic cock, the real one is made of flesh that grows harder and harder the more the guy is turned on. I would feel it throbbing deep inside my vagina as he moves his hips back and forth. If he goes deep enough, I can feel his balls smacking against my vagina. And if I'm not careful, he can lose himself in bliss and cum inside me while I'm losing my mind in pleasure... But that'll never happen though, Dana... Dana?"
Renee notices Dana had gone missing while she was in deep thought about having sex with a guy and suddenly feels her legs part. She's starlet and pushes her chair back a little to see who's under the cloth-covered table as she lifts the cloth just enough so only she can see.
"Oh my god, Dana! What are you doing?" Renee asks.
Dana's first response is kissing and rubbing Renee's caramel-colored thighs under her tennis skirt before parting the front of her purple-colored panties to reveal her neatly black-haired layer pussy.
"I'm so turned on by you talking about a guy fucking you in this beautiful pink pussy. Thought I would skip the meal and head straight to dessert," Dana says, moving her face closer to Renee's sweet-smelling cunt and begin licking, dragging her tongue up and down the pink slit of her twat.
"Oh my god. Oh, Dana. Fuck you're so naughty," Renee moans, dropping the table cloth and slouching a bit to give her girlfriend better access to her moist womb.
Dana uses her hands to spread Renee's mocha pussy lips, revealing the pink radiant flesh and darts in her tongue inside, rapidly licking the soggy flesh causing Renee to dig her nails into the table cloth.
"Whoaaaaa, shit," Renee pants out loud enough to draw attention to her table. Luckily there are only two other tables with customers in the same area a couple of tables down. She grabs a menu and holds it up to her face, pretending to be reading just to hide the horny expressions on her face.
Dana's tongue dives deeper between fatty flesh lips of Renee's drippy snatch, feverishly licking right underneath the throbbing nub that's her clitoris. Taking two fingers, Dana uses the tips to rub and massage her girlfriend's clit.
Renee's entire voluptuous body trembles under her girlfriend's voracious assault. The vibration causes the water in their glasses to ripple as if a miniature earthquake hit Port Washington. She trying her best to fight against her horny moans by stuffing a napkin in her mouth, but the obvious strange noises drew the other customers' attention, and soon the Latino waiter Renee refers to as Miguel.
"Eh Renee. Is everything already?" he asks, unable to see her face over the menu but his eyes are drawn to her enormous breasts as they heave and sweat drips down into her cleavage. Her big spiky nipples are fully dilated and showing through the fabric of her tennis top. Miguel's Mexican dick begins to grow.
Having no choice, she spits the napkin out of her mouth to answer.
"Ummm, yes, I am fine. Just some cramps. Just cramping. I'm fine. They'll go away soon," she lies while still hiding her flushed face with the menu.