Fucked By A Waiter In A Singapore Restaurant

There’s nothing sexier than sex with a stranger (like I enjoyed at the Singapore restaurant). I mean, isn’t it just a dream scenario. Think about it; he came from behind, fucked my pussy, and then walked away, never to be seen again.

No emotional attachments, no commitments. No stupid drama of the guy bending his knee and proposing to me at a hotel dinner table.

I didn’t need to imagine the look on his face when he realized that there was a guy under the table pleasuring my pussy at that moment. Believe it or not, it happened to me. Am I guilty of cheating here? I don’t think so.

He called me for a dinner date and then, without placing an order, went to the washroom for an unusual amount of a long time. Meanwhile, I sat at the table, waiting.

A cute waiter came my way. I accidentally dropped a fork. He bends down to retrieve it just to discover my panty-less pussy in front of his face. What else was he supposed to do? Also, what could I do?

Good thing it was a dim candlelit restaurant so that he could go under the table cloth and do nasty things to me without being noticed. Like some loyal puppy, he went on his knees, spread my bare legs. He started licking the nectar of my cunt. Oh, what night it was…

I still remember that night. I wore a glittery silver dress on occasion, a sleeveless, deep neck, and skirt, ending just enough to cover my buttocks. You can’t expect a woman to wear such a thing in India, especially in my conservative city.

If I do that the next day I will see countless men marching with a banner ‘Slut Reeti Saxena’ ‘Go to hell’ ‘Stop polluting our culture.’ That’s why I decided to fulfill all my lusty desires when I went to Singapore for a week.

My name is Reeti Saxena. I’m 26 years old, from Lucknow. I’m an aspiring actress/model. I am fair, fit, with a perfect figure of 38-24-36. I feel my superpower is my super sexy breasts. It is with those I was able to trap a wealthy international businessman.

You would think these rich men would want to marry someone of equal financial status. Not this idiot. This guy, he took me to Singapore, to his home. I thought we were just on a fun trip, but he took me to meet his family in reality.

After spending a few days at his big royal house, I realized that there was something wrong with his intentions of bringing me here. I had to fix that. It is after that this dinner date happened.

“Lee! Did anybody see Lee?” asked a waiter walking around the restaurant space. Apparently, one of the waiters had gone missing. That’s what they thought. At that moment, Lee was stuck in between my thighs, sucking on my clit.

From the way I was sitting, I could look down and see his head latched on to my pussy. While he bit me slightly to get me aroused, he dug his tongue deep to pleasure me thoroughly. No wonder he worked at a restaurant. Apparently, he was good at eating things that included a woman’s vagina.

I loved every second of the way he pleasured me. At times when I felt like moaning, I whispered to him to slow down. My head was spinning, my heart was racing, and in that instant, I was in complete euphoria.

I wanted his dick inside me. But it was difficult for us to have sex the way we were positioned. I was never publicly pleasured like this before. While he obediently continued to take care of me, the tension was constantly building as other waiters were continuously searching for him.

At one point, they didn’t care if their shouting bothered the customers around. “Lee! Lee! Where are you?” they kept on shouting. Maybe because Lee had some medical condition that used to make him faint without any warning.

But the way Lee was going on, I was worried he would make me cum hard, and then I’ll faint out of exhaustion. They continued to look around, shouting, “Lee! Lee!” In their defense, the restaurant was decently big and dark to set the mood. At one point, some amused customers started calling for him.

As the calls were getting louder and louder, Lee started pleasuring me harder and harder. Strangely he was using a pair of chopsticks to pick and choose the parts of my pussy to pleasure me thoroughly. At the height of pleasure, while everyone was calling for that waiter, I too joined in with a shout out, “Ahh Lee!”

The room went silent. Everyone around started looking at me. I looked down with embarrassment. Well, actually, I was looking at Lee, whose face was covered with my pussy juice. I quickly opened a napkin and pretended to place it on my lap. Which he used to wipe his face.

Lee wanted to come out, but they weren’t looking away. So as a distraction, I got up and walked towards the ladies’ room. This trick worked as everyone’s gaze followed me to the washroom door. Meanwhile, Lee succeeded in getting out of the table without being caught.

At first, I thought that they must have never seen a perfect Indian beauty like me before. But then, when I walked into the washroom, I realized that my dress had slipped up, showing an ample amount of my buttocks.

I felt so embarrassed at that moment that I took a very long time in the washroom. This was okay since the guy who brought me on a date was also spending an unusually long time in the gents’ washroom. Co-incidentally we both stepped out of the washroom at the same time.

Outside, a waiter waited for us, saying, “Your table has been moved to a private hall. Hope you enjoy your date here.”

“Perfect!” said my boyfriend as we walked to a secluded area.

At first, I thought it was just his way of upping the romance. But in reality, some middle-aged conservative women complained against me. That bitch wanted me thrown out. But the restaurant owners didn’t dare to do that because of the person I was with. So they upgraded our table instead.

And you know what, the waiter escorting us to our new table was none other than Lee himself. As he explained the rules of a closed space. The bell to call, music, mini bar, and other privileged services, he eyed me from top to bottom.

I could see the hunger in his eyes. While the pleasure he gave me was more than sufficient, I gave him none. Still, he patiently waited for me to reciprocate. My boyfriend and I, we had a nice dinner meal.

All this time, his left hand was under the table and was shaking as if he was jerking off. But in reality, he was holding that ring in his hand, which was shaking out of nervousness.

I knew he was going to pop the ring. I just didn’t know when and how. I gobbled up all the delicious food on the table. I knew that this was going to be my last night in Singapore after rejecting his proposal.

“I want to order some wine?” said my boyfriend to our personal waiter Lee.

“Sure, sir,” he said while opening the bottle in use.

“Not this one. I want to choose something else,” he said while getting up.

My boyfriend then went out of the room with Lee to pick a wine bottle. While he walked away, Lee returned. My heart was racing as I knew my boyfriend was planning to drop the ring in the wine glass. I wanted a way out of this awkward rejection. I just didn’t know how.

Then I saw Lee standing at the door. I could see the lust in his eyes and erection in his pants. Quickly I sat on the edge of the seat, extended my arms, and made a pouty face come and fuck me.

With excitement, he ran towards me, and we kissed. He was rough but passionate. He then slipped his hand inside my dress to pull out my tits. Things were going very fast, but all I had to do was tease him until my boyfriend returned.

I hoped Lee would go slow, but that beast knew no stopping. He quickly unzipped his pants and slipped his erect cock inside my cunt. Lee was my first Chinese. It was an unusual feeling. “Hm…” I said to myself, “A Chinese dick feels different than an Indian dick.”

I mean, even if I was blindfolded, I could tell. He quickly unzipped my dress to bare my front. I wasn’t wearing any bra, obviously. Then pushing me on the sofa, he got on top. The same pleasure I felt before was now building up again.

I was aroused, excited, and I knew I won’t be able to push him away anymore. Fortunately, my boyfriend took a long time again to pick a wine bottle. Meanwhile, Lee made me turn over, and we started fucking doggy style.

“Woof… woof!” he barked.

We continued to have hot sex for the next fifteen minutes! Still, my boyfriend did not return to catch us. At one point, while feeling Lee’s deep thrust inside my womb, I feared, “Did he see us and then walked out of the restaurant? How will I pay the bill? Where will I spend the night? How will I go home?”

As quick as these horrific thoughts came to me, they quickly disappeared as Lee started hitting the right spot. I was at the height of pleasure and the first one to cum. Lee was next.

“Not inside,” I said.

I was going to say, “Do it inside my mouth.” But before I could say that, he took a napkin and ejaculated inside it. We rested our partially naked bodies on one another once our perversions were fulfilled.

Then as if pre-planned, my boyfriend stepped in with the bottle the instant we got dressed. The rest of the night went well. Luckily he did not propose. Sadly, he cut short my trip, saying that he too had to go for a business meeting in Hong Kong.

While seeing me off at the airport, we spoke,

“Our trip was fun, wasn’t it?” I said with a cute smile.

“Yes, it was,” he replied plainly.

“So when will I see you again?” I asked.

He took a pause and did not answer my question. Instead, he said, “Thank you for being honest with me.”

Then instead of going for my lips, he kissed my cheeks. I could sense the sadness in his words but didn’t know exactly why. The entire flight back home, I kept wondering. I eventually realized what just happened by the time I returned home.

“My rich international boyfriend broke up with me,” I said to myself as involuntary tears came out of my eyes. “I should have said ‘yes’ to become a rich man’s wife. Because of my stupidity, now those luxuries are lost to me.”

The weeks that followed were full of regret. But don’t worry. There is no shortage of rich lover boys in India. I’m sure I’ll find another. Till then, please tell me what you think about my story. Email me at [email protected].