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 TITLE: Perfume-12 - A day of quickies - The Restaurant

   Copyright (C) 2009, w1drng.  ALL Rights Reserved

   STORY CODES: Fm, drug

   SUMMARY: This is the 12th installment of the Perfume series.  In chapter
1 Richard turns the tables on his mother with her new experimental perfume,
saving most of it for the future.  In chapter 2 he tries to control it
better when he uses it on his older sister but it still gets out of hand.
In chapter 3 he finally gets it right and has a wonderful time with his
little sister, until the tables are turned.  Chapter 4 is a postmortem on
Rick's storytelling and evaluation of responses.  Chapter 5 has him in the
arms of his grandmother and not always using the perfume.  Chapter six has
him punishing his sister while he takes down her girlfriend.  In Chapter
seven Rick attends his little sister's slumber party.  Chapter eight is
where Rick gets some very private tutoring from his English Teacher. 
Chapter nine has Lucy seducing her Dad.  Mom, Maryanne, and Lucy are
finally together in Chapter ten.  Chapter 11 found me in the arms of the
Preacher's wife.  Now we were at lunch and the waitresses were quite nice.

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It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving minors.  If you are
not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such
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story.  Any resemblance to actual persons or activities depicted is purely
coincidental.  I neither encourage nor condone the involvement of children
in sexual oriented acts with adults.

   "Mom, you can't be serious.  I'm not going.  I don't even know her,"
Maryanne objected.

   Maryanne is my 17-year-old sister.  I'm Rick and 14.  My Mom, Maryanne,
and my younger sister Lucy, who is 10, just left from church, where I had
the pleasure of screwing the minister's wife.  I know that sounds crazy so
here's some background.  I happen to have a drug perfume and its antidote.
The perfume acts like a strong aphrodisiac.  I stole it from my mom.  She
works at a research lab that makes perfumes.  I have used the perfume on my
mom, my sisters, and a host of others, most recently using it at church.  I
was getting tired of the effort and setup involved for each of my little
trysts, so I decided to make it easier.  The perfume drug turns people into
sex machines for an hour.  The antidote works pretty fast and also lasts
for an hour.  I had decided that today was going to be my day of quickies.
Though my little affair with the preacher's wife was shorter, I still spent
too much time with it all.  I had to make time involved shorter yet, make
it a true quickie.  By putting the antidote on someone who was under the
influence of the perfume, it brought them out of it and back to normal.

   "If I had told you where we were going I would have never gotten you all
together," my mom explained.  "Listen, it will only be for a few hours.  If
you want Maryanne, you can then spend the night at your girlfriend's
tonight and go to school from there tomorrow." That seemed to calm her
down.

   "I don't mind going to a wedding," Lucy said.  "Who is she again?"

   "It's my cousin Esther's daughter Melody," Mom said.  Good, I thought to
myself, maybe I'll fuck her and her mother.

   "How come we never met her?" Maryanne asked.

   "Because they live back East.  She met her fiancé on the Internet
through some 'Saved for Marriage' dating site.  He lives in Jacksonville,
an hour away."

   "What do you mean 'Saved for Marriage?' asked Lucy.

   "The users of the site all believe that you don't have sexual relations
ever until after you get married," Mom explained.  "They believe that the
joining of two people should occur for the first time on the wedding day."

   "It means they are both still virgins, Lucy," Maryanne said.  "Just like
you." How little she knew, I thought.

   "How old is she?" I asked.

   "She's 20, and he's 32," Mom said.

   "Wow, 20 and still a virgin," I said.

   "You mean 32 and still a virgin," Maryanne countered.

   I leaned over to Maryanne, as we were in the back seat together, and
whispered, "Don't do something I wouldn't do sis."

   Maryanne turned to me with a mischievous look, the kind that said she
knew exactly what I was thinking, and whispered back "You and I have to
have a serious talk today." Oh no, she knew about the perfume.  She must
have forced it out of Lucy.

   "We're here," Mom said.

   "Already?" I asked.

   "Not the wedding silly, the restaurant," Lucy laughed.

   "We'll all have a peaceful meal and then drive on to the wedding," Mom
told us.  "Now let's go get something to eat."

   As we were walking in I felt for the perfume bottle.  It was still in my
one coat pocket and the antidote in the other.  We were eventually seated
and waited on.  The waitress was a pretty young woman, a bit overweight
though.  Shirley, her tag said.  If she lost some of that weight she would
probably be beautiful in the face.  As she was, she still looked nice on
her short 5' frame.  She had one of those builds that some overweight women
have.  It appears that they don't really have much in the way of boobs,
hidden by the rest of their large body.  She seemed pleasant enough, but
there was tiredness about her look, maybe more of a sadness.  Her shoulder
length brown hair looked a bit of a mess like she hadn't washed it in
awhile.  My mind wandered as I saw that she didn't have on a wedding ring.
I wondered if she had ever been fucked in her life.  The way she looked who
would want to?  She just didn't seem to be one that took care of her looks.

   The meal was served and it was pretty good.  Where I was sitting I had a
good view of the restaurant and kept an eye on our waitress.  I saw that
the restrooms were on the far side of where our table was.  When Shirley
was near the restrooms I decided to make my move.

   "I need to use the restroom," I announced.  "This stuff seems to be
going right through me.  I may be a few minutes so don't worry." That
should give me the time I needed.

   Heading to Shirley I stopped and asked her "Could you please show me to
the restrooms?"

   "They are right there and to the left," she said as she pointed.

   "I'm sorry, I'm so stupid.  I left my glasses at the table and I'm
nearly blind without them.  Would you mind so much?" I innocently asked
holding out my now perfume-laced hand.

   She took my hand and led me to the bathroom.  Before we arrived she was
breathing heavy and holding my hand much more firmly.

   "Maybe you could take me in, just so I don't get the wrong door," I
quietly told her.  She didn't hesitate now at all.  She and I both went
into the men's bathroom.

   "We have to make sure the door is locked so no one walks in on you," she
told me as she locked the door behind us.

   I turned and she grabbed me, pulling me to her.  She kissed me hard on
the mouth.  "Do you like that?" she asked.

   "Oh yes," I said, sounding out of breath.

   "Well you are going to love this," she said as she spun me around,
putting my back to the door.  She got on her knees facing me and undid my
pants.  I wondered if I had given her too much perfume.  Yanking my pants
down she exposed my now semi-hard cock.  A moment later it was inside of
her mouth.  She easily took me all in.  Within a minute she had my 6 inches
fully erect, and still in her mouth.  She then began giving me an
incredible blowjob.  She sucked as she ran her teeth along my shaft,
keeping me wet with her tongue.  I knew it wouldn't take but a minute of
this and she would be eating my cum.  And I didn't want that for her.  I
wanted more.

   I decided to try something new with the perfume.  Experimentation had
shown me that the farther away from the brain the perfume was administered,
the longer it took for it to take effect.  Also internal absorption got it
into the blood stream faster than through the skin.  The same thing held
true for the antidote.  So with my perfume bottle in one hand and the
baggie with the antidote in the other I was ready.  Being careful not to
touch the antidote with my hand I reached down and smeared a small amount
on my ankle, as far away as I could get at that moment.  At the same time I
sprayed the perfume into my mouth, inhaling as I did it.  I was bent over
low, not only to get to my ankle but because I knew I had to just drop the
perfume and antidote on the floor.  Shirley was having a hard time blowing
me with me bent over like this but I knew I would be in this position for
only a moment.

   I had the perfume in my mouth and in my lungs.  I didn't know how it
worked but the effect was immediate.  I had run the scenario through my
mind several times during our meal and knew I only had a couple of minutes
before the antidote would make the trip from my ankle to my brain and stop
the effects of the perfume on me.  As much as I was enjoying her, I pushed
Shirley off of my dick.

   "Turn around on your hands and knees," I ordered.  Not waiting until she
was in position I was already yanking her pants and panties down over her
butt.  It was enough.  The only thing on my mind at that moment was how
much I needed to fuck her.  I knelt behind her fat ass, up close.  I was
going to try and reach around her leg but felt her hand already on my
shaft. She guided me to her pussy and helped push it in.  That's all I
needed.  I thrust forward.  She may not have been married or even had a
boyfriend right then but she had been fucked before.  I slid in easily. 
She tipped her ass up in the air to give me better access and I began
thrusting in and out fast and furious.  I didn't care if she came or not.
At that moment it was all about me, and my satisfaction.

   "So do you like this, you fucking bitch?" I taunted her, asking her back
the same question she asked me.  "Oh I think you do, you fat-ass whore," I
told her as she grunted to each thrust.

   "You little ass-fucker," she said, "is that all you've got.  Are you
just going to tickle me with that little prick of yours or fuck me like a
man?"

   I felt her pushing back on me now as I drove my hard cock ever deeper
into her.  "Big talk for a big woman.  But you have never had such young
meat before, have you slut?" I asked her.  I was ramming her as hard as I
could right then.

   "You've got promise little boy, I'll give you that," she replied. 
"Maybe I'll just take you home with me and teach you how to really fuck
someone my size.  The bigger the better you know."

   I was thinking maybe she was right.  I was pounding harder into her
right then than I had into anyone else.  If I drove that hard into Lucy she
would break.

   "Oh fucking hell," she cried as her body began convulsing.  With an
orgasm spreading through her body, her pussy walls convulsed around my cock
in repeating quick tight spasms.  Even though I was still fucking her hard
I could feel that sudden tightness wrap itself around me.  It sent me over
the edge.  I held onto her hips tight as I drove myself one last time deep
into her pussy and held myself there, spewing out my cum, spurt after
spurt.

   It had only taken three minutes from beginning to end.  The small amount
of antidote I had put on my ankle had finally worked its way to my brain
and calmed the effects of the perfume on me.

   "Oh fuck that was hot," Shirley said, as I realized she was still under
the influence of the perfume.  I quickly grabbed both my bottle of perfume
and the baggie of antidote off the floor.  Pulling out of her, I took a
little antidote on my finger and worked it up into her dripping wet pussy.
"Oh yeah, baby, slide that finger up in me.  Finger fuck me while you come
back to life.  We aren't even close to being done," she said.

   She kept talking dirty to me for the next minute.  I pulled my finger
out of her, to her complaints.  But they only lasted a few seconds longer.
The antidote was taking effect.  She rolled over onto her butt and stared
at herself, then at me pulling my pants up.

   "Oh God, what have I done?" she asked.  They always say that, because I
look so young.  They know that they are the adult and I'm just the
defenseless little kid.  I suddenly have this great power over them.

   "You showed me how to fuck," I told her.  "And it was wonderful.  Even
though that was my first time, something tells me that I will never forget
it and that it will be a long time before anyone will be as wonderful as
you were." I was really trying to make her feel good, honestly.  Most
people think that it's only men that want to fuck a virgin.  Women like to
also and get a thrill out of knowing they were a guy's first fuck.  They
just don't admit so readily.

   "Oh no, we didn't just f..., oh Christ we did, I remember it now," she
said.  "Oh God please, you can't tell anyone.  Please, promise me, you
won't tell."

   "Of course I won't.  I'm not an idiot.  I know you could get in
trouble," I told her.  "But that wouldn't benefit anyone.  I should be
thanking you for teaching me how to do it.  In fact I do thank you.  You
were fantastic.  I've masturbated before to pictures, but this was a
thousand times better."

   As we talked she got herself cleaned up as I got her calmed down. 
"Could I have your number and call you sometime?  I want to do this again.
I really do," I told her.  The thing was, I did want to do it again with
her, in a more controlled environment, maybe not even using the perfume. 
Fat women are hot, far more than I had ever imagined.  Actually I imagined
that they weren't hot at all, but Shirley sure was.  I wanted to fuck her
again.  I wanted to see what it was like to slow fuck her, to see how many
wild positions a fat girl and a scrawny little kid could get into and still
manage to fuck, maybe see what it was like to really fuck a fat ass.  Yes I
wanted that phone number.

   "This is against my better judgment but here it is." Shirley wrote her
name and number on a piece of paper and handed it to me.  I put it in my
wallet and then we opened the door.

   "There, that should fix the plugged up toilet sir," she said as she
walked out, just in case someone saw her leave the mens room.

   "Thank you Ma'am," I replied.  "You're a lifesaver." I shut the door
then and actually used the bathroom.

   When I finally got back to the table Mom asked, "You feeling better?"

   "Everything came out just fine and I feel great," I replied.  Quickies
can be fun, I thought to myself.

   "Oh gross," Maryanne said.  But Lucy just looked at me for a moment and
then smiled with a look on her face that said she knew what I just did.

   "So let's finish up here and get going," I said.  "We have a wedding to
get to."

   "That's right," Maryanne smiled at me and winked.

   The end (until the wedding)