Instead of being barred, they were invited to a sex party.

Although I didn't wish to be banned, my heart raced, my panties were wet and my clit was pulsating.

His fingers traced my inner thighs, getting closer to my wet pussy.

His breath was hot in my ears. His fingers pulled my panties to one side, gently playing with my pussy lip.

It was my first date with him.

I asked him to place me at the table. At that moment, it didn't matter that there were others in the restaurant.

I didn't mind that I hadn't shaved in four days. I didn't care if I was banned.

My half-eaten chicken Korma was getting colder, and my white wine was getting warmer.

It was my favourite Indian restaurant. It was more of a fusion restaurant, Indian Thai fusion.

Walls were decorated with colourful fabrics. The ceiling was decorated with lamps in mandala designs.

The table was a blue mosaic and we were seated at it. The owners were not Indians or Thais, but backpackers who had travelled that area of the globe.

As Mark's fingers were slipping inside my pussy, I noticed one of the waitresses coming towards us.

My face looked flushed. I sat straight up and pulled my legs closer together.

Mark saw that the waitress was about to leave. He reached for my pussy and started to stroke my thighs.

I knew that I couldn't stop laughing if I looked at him so I took my fork, and poked at my korma.

Are we getting banned?

The waitress said, "Hey guys,"

She was tall and had short, dark hair. I looked at her and gave my innocent smile.

Both Mark and Mark said hello.

"You are not in a dark corner booth somewhere. I'm sure you can see what I'm doing.

Let's go, I thought. We are about to be kicked out and even banned.

Mark tried to speak, but the waitress kept going.

"Can you please tell me that you won't do this here?"

We could not help but to apologise. We smiled sheepishly, and we said sorry.

"Hey, I get it. She chuckled, "If it weren't my workplace, I'd ask to join." You guys are actually really hot. "Me and some friends will be having a party, if you'd like to join?"

"When you say party ...?", Mark.

She replied, "Yeah, a party,"

Mark and I exchanged a glance, and then I told Mark we would love to go.

We would be good company if all of her friends were like her.

She provided the details, and I was left with my cold korma and Mark with his tepid vindaloo.

I took another bite of chicken and ripped off a piece of naan. Mark had finished his vindaloo, and he went up to the bar while I paid for my wine.

I was slightly hungry when we left the restaurant.

I laughed and said, "I can't believe it!" "I was certain she would yell at us and throw us out or ban us."

Mark agreed. He bent down, and placed his lips on mine.

One of his hands held my hair behind my neck and the other was on my back, pulling me close to him.

Urgency

After a while of being smitten, Mark released me and signalled to get a cab.

He asked me if I wanted him to take me to his house. I replied yes, with my hand on his back.

In the taxi, our mouths met again quickly. Mark's hands moved around my body, up and down my legs, but not between them. To my dismay and relief, I was equally surprised and relieved. They moved around my waist and onto my back.

I was extremely upset that we were just invited to a sex event.

Mark must have felt the same, judging by how quickly he examined my body.

We stepped out onto the curb after the cab pulled up in front of a tall apartment block.

Mark carried me to his kitchen and lifted me up as soon as he closed the door to my apartment. He placed me on the counter of his kitchen, my legs still dangling.

Before I even turned my head, he had pulled my pants down and was in my pussy again.

I groaned, and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling closer to him.

My pussy was quickly being manipulated by two fingers. He tried to pull his pants off with one hand but couldn't get it out of his waistband.

I was suddenly surrounded by his hard cock.

It was huge. It was very girthy.

He put a condom on my hips and pulled me closer to the edge.

An orgasm and an ass lick

He shoved his cock into my wet pussy.

He didn't play slow or teasing. He was as direct as he could.

He then fucked me by accelerating with each thrust, even though he was going fast right from the start.

It was passionate and urgent. He groaned and puffed. I laughed in delight.

His cock filled and stretched me. My pussy juices were soaking my insides, and I could feel it.

He picked me up and turned me around, leaning against the counter.

His fingers touched my cheeks, and suddenly he was licking me. He groaned while he was eating my ass.

His cock began to push inside me soon after that, and he was able to fuck me faster than ever before.

I felt his balls slapping against my stomach, and the counter pressed into my stomach. His cock began to throb within me.

"I'm gonna cum," he grunted, and slammed into my face with a few more erratic thrusts.

He hung down, leaning against me, his chest catching his breath.