Story Of Alice - Flirting and braying under the table a
An Intimate Encounter at the Giantess' Table
Flirting and Braying Under the Table
Under the dim lights of the cozy restaurant, Alice's eyes locked onto her prey. She had been watching him from across the room, feeling the magnetic pull towards him. As he walked towards her table, she couldn't help but notice the way his muscles rippled under his shirt. He was perfect.
Alice was the epitome of a giantess, towering over everyone around her. Her long legs were encased in skin-tight leggings that hugged her curves, while her voluptuous chest was accentuated by a form-fitting top. She exuded confidence and sensuality with every move she made.
As he arrived at her table, she leaned forward, her cleavage practically spilling out of her top. "Can I help you?" she purred, her voice low and seductive. He looked up at her, his eyes widening in surprise at the sight of this stunning giantess woman flirting with him.
"I, um," he stammered, clearly taken aback by her boldness. "I was just looking for a place to sit."
Alice smiled, amused by his discomfort. "How about you join me?" she invited, patting the empty seat beside her. Reluctantly, he sat down, his heart racing as he felt the heat emanating from her body.
As they sat across from each other, their eyes locked in a fiery gaze. Alice couldn't help but playfully run her fingers along the table, feeling the tension in the air thicken. Suddenly, she reached down and grabbed a banana from a nearby fruit basket, peeling it with practiced ease.
She held the banana up to her lips, biting into it with a loud, satisfying crunch. Juices ran down her chin as she moaned, causing his cock to twitch in his pants. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly brought the banana towards him, teasing him with the sensual act of eating.
"Here," she said, offering him a bite. He hesitated for a moment before taking it from her, their fingers brushing against each other. As he bit into the banana, his eyes widened in surprise at the intense flavor.
"That's incredible!" he exclaimed, looking up at her with newfound admiration. She smiled, pleased with his reaction. "I thought you might like it," she purred, her voice low and seductive.
From that moment on, they were locked in a game of flirtation and seduction. As they ate, they would pass each other food, their fingers brushing against one another's in an almost-but-not-quite-accidental manner. Every now and then, Alice would lean over the table, her breasts practically spilling out of her top, her lips close enough to his ear for him to feel her warm breath.
Their meal stretched on, the tension between them palpable. They both knew where this was leading, and neither of them could resist the pull any longer. As the night wore on, they left the restaurant, hand in hand, heading towards Alice's apartment.
The rest, as they say, is history.
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