It was after-hours at a posh restaurant in San Francisco and a young woman lay naked across a dining table. Culinary students had helped this young Asian woman get into the right position, and judging by her incredibly erect nipples, there was excitement in the air.
The restaurant staff had already gone home except for Elizabeth, who was the award-winning Executive Chef at this famous establishment. As a 45 year old woman, watching the small group of 20-something year old students experiment with a naked female body was jarring. She was old enough to be their mother! But her love of teaching persuaded her to assist in this sexually tinged endeavor.
This was Nyotaimori, or ‘female body presentation’ in English. It’s a Japanese practice of serving neatly arranged food on a naked body.
Having something like this happen in her restaurant was the last thing Elizabeth had ever wanted. Her boss, a successful restaurant developer and brilliant businessman, had the idea to branch out with a new eatery centered around this theme. Whatever the boss wanted, the boss got.
The boss planned to open a Nyotaimori restaurant in a nearby city and these young culinary students would be his main employees. The naked young student, named Meiko, now rested comfortably on a table that had served thousands of wealthy customers over the last few years. Elizabeth watched male students carefully ‘plate’ the youthful body with food she helped them prepare just moments ago.
Was she now bastardizing her beloved restaurant, destroying the stellar reputation she had helped build? Perhaps so, but tonight’s performance had purposely been kept under wraps. With that concern on the back burner, she watched the events unfold and was surprisingly aroused by the students as they toiled over the naked woman.
In a way, she had to admire them for placing food on Meiko’s intimate areas with such steady hands. None of the students seemed ashamed or embarrassed by the extremely erotic process. They were all millennials who had been raised in the city. Elizabeth recognized they had different cultural norms.
The students appeared at ease; their hands were professional and precise. The finished product was a masterpiece. The student’s breasts were tastefully covered with broad green leaves, though her dark nipples remained visible. At the last minute, dollops of sauce were deposited on the stiff peaks.
Sushi was arranged between her breasts and down her abdomen. At the level of her pelvis, sashimi fanned out from one hip to the other. Meiko’s legs were parted and Elizabeth tried not to stare at the suggestive crevice between her long lean limbs.
It seemed a shame to disrupt the living work of art, yet that is exactly what the students did. Using their fingers, they ate pieces of food from the naked body, dipping them into the sauces spread across Meiko’s breasts. It was all so casual to them.
Nearly gasping out loud, Elizabeth watched a male student dip his bite-sized cut of fish in between the naked woman’s legs and directly into her vagina. At that moment, Elizabeth was positive Meiko would sit up, disrupt the carefully placed food, and slap the guy in his face.
Instead, she saw Meiko giggle while the male student savored the taste of fish laced with vaginal fluids.
Watching with curious eyes, Elizabeth realized that she was way outside her wheelhouse. As an art lover, she appreciated the beauty of naked bodies. But introducing sexuality? Was this part of Nyotaimori? Mulling over these thoughts, she continued to observe without participating in the unusual meal.
***
A few days later. Elizabeth sat at a dining table with a glass of cabernet. It was late and dinner service had just ended. Listening as the kitchen staff cleaned and put away their utensils, she leaned back to relax.
Out of the blue, the boss himself, Mr. Nick Harris, made himself comfortable in a chair across the table from her. He was typically on the road, looking for new business opportunities. Seeing him in their restaurant was a real delight.
“I need another favor,” he stated, straightening his suit while making himself comfortable.
“It’s nice to see you too,” she chuckled. “Your last favor was a bit over the top. Do you realize what I watched the other night? It was shocking, to say the least.”
Elizabeth watched a devilish grin appear on Nick’s face. He had spent years encouraging her to ‘live a little.’ While appreciating her dedication to their shared restaurant, he regularly suggested she add a touch of excitement to her bland life.
“This favor involves the students. You know they’re graduating from culinary school next month, right?”
“Yes, a young gentleman named Tyler informed me,” she replied.
“My new restaurant in Sacramento is moving faster than expected. Permits are up to date, the contractor is ahead of schedule and I’ve heard a number of prominent members of the city are anxious for it to open.”
“Well, since it’s in the State capital, I can imagine one or two politicians might be interested in that sort of thing.”
He shook his head at her naivete. “One or two? That’s only the tip of the iceberg. This project will be a huge success. Which means the students will need more experience working in a high-end restaurant. I need you to supervise and complete their training. I’ll compensate you well for your precious time, of course.”
“Sure, okay.”
“I’d like you to critique their food, as well,” he added. “They have a wonderful assortment so far, but I want the quality up to your standards. My clients expect perfection, and with the amount they’ll be paying, we need to deliver.”
“Do you have an executive chef for your new restaurant?”
“Unfortunately, no. Until then, you’re in charge of these students and their dishes.”
Fortunately, Elizabeth enjoyed mentoring young students and would-be chefs. Teaching and educating was a passion of hers, especially when pupils displayed a strong passion to learn about the art of fine cooking.
From what she could see, these students had the drive and determination necessary to achieve great results in the culinary world, with or without the use of naked bodies on the dining table.
“Of course I’ll taste their food,” Elizabeth assured him. “And I’ll give my thoughts on what can be improved.”
“Wonderful. But remember, it’s a Nyotaimori style restaurant with a California twist. This is going to be wildly popular and you should become familiar with the unique flavor profiles.”
The mischievous expression on Mr. Harris’s face made Elizabeth squirm. Knowing her boss well, she recognized he must have something special up his sleeve.
“Can you define a California twist?” she asked, her voice laced with humor. “Adding fresh avocados to it?”
“California cuisine involves serving organic and natural flavors, as you know.”
Elizabeth’s eyes grew wide. She knew exactly where Nick was headed. She was being asked to sample what the male student had gathered between Meiko’s legs: vaginal juices.
“I couldn’t possibly do that!” Elizabeth sputtered.
“Why not?” Nick’s demeanor remained frustratingly calm.
“Well…” she began, not knowing where to start, or even why she was so upset by the prospect. “It seems unhealthy to dip food in a woman’s… you know…”
Nick chuckled again at her innocence. “It’s called a vagina.”
“I know that!” she snapped.
“Listen, Lizzie. It’s 2019 in California. When people come to my Nyotaimori restaurant, they know what’s involved. Look at it as the ‘spice of life.’ Trust me. It’ll be a hit.”
“It sounds like you’re really set on this direction,” she said, somewhat deflated.
Elizabeth knew that when Nick pursued a goal, he was incredibly persuasive. Her fingers twisted nervously in the napkin that lay across her lap as she considered stretching her boundaries.
“What’s on your mind?” he asked. “You’re fidgeting.”
“Do you really expect me to taste it?” she inquired, hesitantly.
“The food? Of course! How else will you provide a meaningful critique?”
“You know what I mean. Do I… have to eat it… from a naked body?”
He leaned back and smiled. “That, my darling, is the big question. Personally, I don’t think it’s a big deal. These students have high standards. Whomever is acting as the serving platter has taken measures to ensure cleanliness.”
“Even, you know, inside? In her… vagina?” Elizabeth whispered the last word even though they sat alone in the dining area.
Nick sighed, “Liz, vagina is not a dirty word. But I happen to know Meiko always makes sure that every part of her body is ready to be used as a serving vessel. Keep in mind, vaginas are the source of human life. How much more organic can you get?”
Elizabeth gulped at the idea. “I’ll do what I can, but no promises.”
“You are, without doubt, the most professional chef with whom I’ve worked. Surely you realize the dish won’t be complete without every ingredient. In order to get the full flavor profile you really should commit fully to the entire process.”
“It’s a good thing I’m working here,” Liz replied, petulantly. “And not at your new restaurant.”
“If you do me this favor, I’ll give you equity in the restaurant. I know you’re interested in opening another restaurant, right? An all new venture? I’ll make you co-owner. Just help me with this. It’ll be a big money-maker for both of us. Frankly, the whole thing is fucking hot and my prospective clients agree.”
It was an offer Elizabeth could not refuse. Her culinary ambitions, combined with resources from Mr. Harris, made this the offer of a lifetime.
“I’ll take you at your word,” she said, pleased with the outcome. “I love helping helping these students, but no promises on how far I’ll go. As long as everything is clean and orderly, I’ll take a closer look. Who knows, maybe I’ll even sample the finished product.”
“You know, I fully expected a world-renowned chef such as yourself to be a little more open-minded in this type of situation. I realize you work long hours and I’ve watched you sacrifice a personal life for this restaurant. Maybe it’s time to live a little. You’re a beautiful woman and deserve some personal happiness. You just might find that you like it.”
“We’ve become good friends over the years, but don’t push it,” she said playfully changing the mood.
He laughed, while rising from his seat. “Have a good night, Lizzie.”
Alone again at the table, she chided herself for agreeing so easily. Had she just agreed to co-ownership in a restaurant that seemed more like a peep show? For once, her ambition might have clouded her better judgment. But at the same time, Nick was probably right. Live a little. The culinary students were lovely people. And if she were honest with herself, playing a more hands-on role would be an exciting challenge.
***
It was Saturday night and the culinary students arrived after the regular kitchen staff departed. Watching as the kitchen was brought back to life, Elizabeth admired the passion with which they worked. There were plenty of things to do in the city and most people their age were out having fun. But they were here, working on their craft and perfecting their art.
The kitchen was winding down as they finished preparing the food. Elizabeth never stopped moving, happy to assist in any way possible. The students remained respectful and took each suggestion seriously. The dialogue was open, honest and reminded her of how much cooking mentors helped when she trained long ago. In fact, the student’s enthusiasm was contagious and she found herself looking forward to their finished product.
Taking a moment to check the main serving table in the dining room, she found Meiko who was just emerging from the ladies room. The Asian girl had excused herself ten minutes before to go and wash up prior to the main event. Elizabeth couldn’t help but notice Meiko was wearing her chef’s jacket and nothing else, not even pants or shoes.
“I hear you’ll be observing more closely today,” Meiko said brightly.
“It’s true,” Elizabeth replied, trying to match the enthusiasm. “I’ve been asked to take a greater role, so that’s what I’ll do.”
“Nice. You were such a wallflower last time,” Meiko teased.
“Was I? Honestly, I was fascinated by everyone’s handiwork.”
“Thank you,” Meiko replied. “That means a lot coming from you. We’ve eaten here several times in the past few weeks and we all agree your reputation is greatly deserved.”
Elizabeth smiled, “How lovely of you to say.”
“Anytime. We’re blessed to have your guidance.”
Their private interlude was interrupted when Kevin and Tyler came over to the table. Both men had their hands full, each holding plates and bowls containing their specially made sauces and cuts of meat. After placing them on the table, they turned and looked expectantly at Meiko.
“I guess it’s time to start plating,” Meiko blushed, then unbuttoned her chef’s jacket.
Unlike the first session, Elizabeth was now close to the action. She stood next to the young Asian student who boldly removed her top. Though her chest was flat, she had large, dark nipples.
Elizabeth envied the nonchalance with which Meiko moved. Clearly not bothered by her lack of attire, the student moved exuded confidence indicating she was completely comfortable being nude. Elizabeth was far too self-conscious to even contemplate such a daring exhibition.
As the surreal scene unfolded, Elizabeth tried not to gawk. To the other students, this was normal and they appeared completely unfazed by Meiko’s bareness.
“We brought you something,” Tyler said.
Elizabeth snapped out of her trance. “Yes?”
She was handed a small stack of papers. At first glance, they looked like menus.
“These are our recipes,” Tyler explained. “Along with diagrams of our serving plan.”
“Pardon me?”
Tyler pointed to the header at the top of each page. “We’ve designed different menus that will enhance the natural flavors of specific body types. It’s a revolutionary style of serving Nyotaimori. Cool, isn’t it?”
Immediately, Elizabeth understood their strategy. Since Meiko was a young Asian woman, she’d be served with food and sauces utilizing an eastern flavor profile. Ginger, sesame and soy would highlight sauces and be paired with Japanese vegetables and meats. Admittedly, it did seem very innovative.
Flipping through the list of recipes, she stopped at the very end when her eyes settled on the most shocking page of all. Across the top, MATURE was written and below was a menu designed to be served on a naked mature woman. It included a variety of cheeses, balsamic vinegar, and cured meats, all foods which required an aging process. Was this some sort of insult? Or a backhanded compliment?
She wondered what kind of older woman would agree to such an outrageous proposal. It was one thing for a sexy young woman to display her body with flamboyance, but another for someone over the age of forty to do it? Shaking her head, she turned her attention to the task at hand as the students finishing arranging food around Meiko’s breasts, stomach, and freshly shaven crotch.
A male student bit into a piece of fish he had removed from Meiko’s abdomen, then sucked sauce from around her dark nipple.
“Tasty,” Kevin said, chewing the food slowly. “I think this one is just right.”
Tyler chimed in. “Liz, we’d love your opinion on the next bite.”
Seeing the student’s hopeful expression put Elizabeth on the spot. Was she actually expected to taste food from the flesh of a naked culinary student? And from a nipple of all places?
Anticipation filled the room as a red-headed girl named Sheila handed her a piece of fish to eat. “For you.”
“Thank you,” Elizabeth said nervously, accepting the offered food item.
With all eyes on her, she felt obligated to take a bite. What would be the harm? It was just a nipple.
She put the bite of fish into her mouth, and before chewing, bent down and took Meiko’s nipple into her mouth. Gently, she sucked a bit of the remaining sauce.
This was her first experience with a woman’s nipple and it was strangely arousing, despite the fact that she was being watched by the other students. Meiko’s nipple was initially supple, but when engulfed by Elizabeth’s mouth, it became instantly hard. Knowing she caused such a reaction was very satisfying to the older chef. And she had to admit the sauce was absolutely scrumptious. Swirling her tongue around the appetizing presentation, she gathered as much as possible.
When Elizabeth pulled away, she studied the erect nipple. Pointed proudly at the ceiling, it was completely clean! Realizing she may have been overly enthusiastic, Elizabeth was initially embarrassed. She was somewhat relieved to see Meiko’s relaxed expression after such a vigorous nipple sucking.
The group watched her eat the fish with interest. She chewed delicately, allowing the flavors to mix as she savored their combined taste.
“It’s wonderful,” Elizabeth said after swallowing the food. “The fish is perfectly cooked and the sauce is lovely. My only criticism would be that the sauce has a bit too much rice wine vinegar. Other than that, it’s marvelous.”
The group seemed to take her advice to heart. After two other students quickly licked Meiko’s other breast, there seemed to be a consensus on that matter and they moved onto the next offering.
A young Hispanic student named Graciela held out a glass containing a thick, pink beverage.
“Would you like some bubble tea?” Graciela asked. “It’s a great palate cleanser.”
Finally, Elizabeth thought. Something refreshing might wash the distractingly pleasant taste of Meiko’s nipple from her mouth. And since this was being served in a glass, it was just her cup of tea, so to speak.
“Sure,” she replied. “Thank you, that looks amazing.”
Instead of handing the glass to Elizabeth, Graciela held the cup over Mieko’s exposed pussy. It was a shocking gesture, but seemed entirely normal to this culinary group.
Elizabeth resisted the strong urge to look inside Meiko’s opening, until now. It was too obscene… too personal. She certainly didn’t want to seem like a creepy pervert who ogled student’s sex organs!
Now, she had no choice but to confront the pussy, which was being offered as a flavor enhancer for the tea. The group waited, wondering what was taking so long. Not wanting to be rude, Elizabeth slowly bent down, praying that someone would stop this culinary madness.
While they all watched, she advanced her lips towards the pussy and reluctantly pressed her mouth against the clean shaven labia. Keeping her tongue to herself, she was careful not to lick the undeniably enticing fleshy petals. While a far cry from oral sex, in Elizabeth’s opinion it was pretty close. She tried to keep in mind that it was just an erotic way of dining, as if that might help.
Elizabeth braced herself when Graciela poured the drink over Meiko’s clitoris, allowing the drink to flow right into her mouth. The concoction was beyond delicious. Had the fluids from Meiko’s pussy contributed to that potent flavor? Elizabeth couldn’t be sure without drinking straight from the cup or licking Meiko’s pussy without the addition of the drink. But that would be unthinkable!
She gulped and gulped as the fluid kept trickling down into her open mouth. Once the serving was complete, Elizabeth pulled away. She saw that excess tapioca was about to drip onto the table, and instinctively her tongue darted out to catch the last drop. As an unintended result, she licked Meiko’s pussy when there really wasn’t a need to do so. Elizabeth was stunned at her own actions!
“What do you think?” Graciela asked with a warm smile. “Was that your first taste of a woman’s nectar? Did you enjoy the flavor?”
Elizabeth patted her lips with a napkin. “It was… delicious.”
She tried to look serious, but was mortified that she had just licked a pussy in front of this group of young students. They appeared untroubled by what she considered to be a major personal faux pas. In fact, the students seemed thankful that she had enjoyed their creation.
***
The next day. Elizabeth sat down for a quick cup of coffee and light pastry late in the afternoon. It was the quiet before the storm. Dinner service was about to begin and she had already given her staff marching orders.
After finishing her snack, a familiar face entered the dining room. Elizabeth was surprised to see one of her students approaching her table.
“May I sit?” Graciela asked, with a polite smile.
Elizabeth grinned. “Yes, of course! I’m very happy to see you.”
The student was clearly excited to have this private moment with her mentor and sat down at the table. They exchanged the usual pleasantries, almost like old friends.
“Thank you so much,” the student began. “We really appreciate your time and effort. Although we don’t say it often enough, words can’t express how valuable your input has been.”
Elizabeth blushed from the praise. This is what made teaching worthwhile.
“It’s truly my pleasure. You’re all so talented and working with your group has been very rewarding. In fact, I’m learning a lot as well. Yesterday was an interesting experience, to say the least.”
They both giggled at the secret only they would understand.
“That’s actually what I wanted to speak with you about,” Graciela continued. “On behalf of our group, we want to show our appreciation in a different way. We would like… ummm….”
With a group this kinky, Elizabeth tried to prepare herself. Who knows what they would consider as a show of gratitude.
“Yes?” Elizabeth prompted in a motherly tone. “You can ask me anything.”
Graciela smiled. “We would be honored for you to be the first Nyotaimori model for our Mature offering.”
Connecting the dots, Elizabeth laughed off what she considered to be a joke until she realized Graciela was serious. The students actually wanted to use her naked body as a serving platter! She suddenly stopped laughing and tried to mask her unease.
“Why would you want that?” Elizabeth asked, genuinely curious.
“Because of your age, wisdom and beauty. Most importantly, you have a brilliant culinary mind. That makes you our prime candidate. We can also tell you’re open-minded about dining with an erotic flare. We’ve texted each other all day trying to figure out how we could convince you to agree.”
Elizabeth resisted the urge to confess that their observation missed the mark by a long shot. But she reminded herself that her role was to lift up these students, not shame them.
“You’re welcome to bring in a model,” Elizabeth said, expertly navigating attention away from herself. “There are plenty of nude models my age who would be interested, I’m sure.”
Graciela looked stunned. “Are you… not interested?”
“I’m truly honored that you’d ask, but…”
“Did I just make a fool of myself,” Graciela interrupted, frantically. “It was my idea to ask. God, I’m so embarrassed!”
“No, no. Really, I appreciate the offer. It’s just that… I may not be the best fit for your needs.”
“Have you ever — excuse me for asking — been naked before? Like, in front of a group or anything?”
“Well,” Elizabeth was hesitant to reveal the truth, but didn’t want to lie. “I did nude modeling once for an art class, but that was back in college. At this point, I’m too old to be showing my goods.”
Graciela scoffed. “No way! You’re exactly what we want. You have the right mindset for our recipes. And if you don’t mind me saying… we think you have a killer body hidden under that chef’s jacket. We’ve been working on a secret recipe and really want to use your body to sweeten the pot.”
Now this was piquing Elizabeth’s interest. They had a secret recipe? A talented bunch, she was sure it would be good.
“Oh?” she asked, lifting an eyebrow. “What does it entail?”
“It’s really hard to explain. But I’ve taste tested it with the guys. It’s exciting and delicious. Mr. Harris thinks it’ll be a mega hit. Didn’t he mention this to you?”
Elizabeth shook her head. “No, I haven’t heard anything from the boss.”
“Oh. When we asked him about it, he agreed that you’d be perfect. He also mentioned he would owe you a massive favor. Something about nabbing a lease on the Embarcadero. You’d have to ask him, because it was a quick text.”
Elizabeth’s eyes lit up with excitement. A place downtown, by the Embarcadero? It was her dream to have an ocean view. Mr. Harris knew it because they had discussed that location for years.
She inquired, “What exactly would be involved? Assuming I’m interested.”
“Well, obviously you would be asked to lay on a table while completely naked. We’ll handle the rest. Like I said, we’re forging new ground as we go, but have recipes and ideas of what would mix well with a Mature woman. It’s our most elegant and exciting concept. I’m sure you’ll enjoy the novelty of being a part of the action, as opposed to staying behind the scenes.”
There was sparkle in the student’s eyes that Elizabeth found endearing. It reminded her of when she was just starting out in the food service industry. Ambition, she understood. Why deny these students, especially when they were willing to put themselves on display? And a new restaurant by the ocean? It was too good to be true.
She was also curious about the experience, having noticed Meiko’s pussy was drenched during her time on the table. It had to be the ultimate rush for an exhibitionist. Elizabeth was surprised to feel moisture pooling between her own legs as she thought about this once in a lifetime opportunity.
“I’ll do it,” Elizabeth said, timidly. “But on the condition that it remains a secret in our little group.”
“You are the best teacher we’ve ever had!” gushed Graciela.
The young student rose and hugged her mature teacher; their breasts mashed during the close embrace.
***
It took everything in her power to focus on the job. But then again, being the head of the kitchen was always stressful and demanding. In many ways, this evening was no different, except that when the regular dining service had concluded, the night would take a radically different turn for Elizabeth. Having agreed to be a part of the student experiment, she was filled with nervous anticipation.
Graciela was the first to arrive, just as most of the staff were leaving the restaurant. When the last employee departed, the culinary students began their work in the kitchen. Graciela took Elizabeth by the hand and led her to the bathroom.
“I’ve never done anything like this before,” Elizabeth whispered nervously, as the bathroom door shut behind them. “In a restaurant, I mean. For goodness sake, this is my workplace!”
“With all the hours you spend here, it’s more like a second home. And there’s nothing wrong with being naked at home,” Graciela quipped.
Elizabeth took off her chef’s jacket to reveal a t-shirt, damp from the sweat that collected during her hard night’s work. She removed her shoes, then pants. Standing on paper towels, she kept her feet off the dirty floor, dressed only in her bra and panties.
Telling herself that this was like going to the doctor’s office, she removed her undergarments. Being naked in front of a student was not something she could ever have anticipated, but it happened, nonetheless. Graciela seemed mesmerized by the big reveal and stared appreciatively at the naked older woman.
“You’re a dream,” the student said, as if in a trance.
After a moment, Graciela shifted into action. Taking some paper towels, she wet them with lukewarm water and wiped down Elizabeth’s body. Every inch was cleaned, starting with her neck and moving down as she went.
Staring straight ahead, Elizabeth allowed her small breasts to be wiped clean by the eager student. Feeling her pink nipples harden, she tried not to be self-conscious.
She knew a more intimate cleaning would ensue, and sure enough, Graciela’s hand moved to the space between her legs. With care, the student wiped her pussy, starting with the outer labia and then moving to the crevice between. Elizabeth had never been treated to such careful attention in her life and she enjoyed the assistance.
“You’re ready,” Graciela smiled. “Put on your jacket, but don’t worry about a bra. If you would be more comfortable, go ahead and wear your pants, but please leave off your panties. It will be faster when the time comes to get on the table.”
“It feels wrong to be topless under my chef’s jacket. I worked so hard earning it and here I am, about to take it off in front of students.”
“On the contrary, you’re exploring new ventures in cuisine. Isn’t that what this business is all about? Stimulating the taste buds and creating new experiences?”
Elizabeth managed to smile back. “You’ve been well taught.”
The thick chef’s jacket rubbed against Elizabeth’s nipples, keeping them stiff as she walked. It made her even more aroused for whatever was to come next.
***
Elizabeth walked barefoot on the carpet of the dining room. The noises from the kitchen quieted down as the food preparation was completed. Her heartbeat rose with each passing second, as an array of wonderful aromas filled the room.
Tyler had a special talent for arranging tables and creating memorable presentations, so he was in charge of the display.
“May I?” he asked, gesturing to her chef’s jacket.
Elizabeth’s mouth went dry, yet she managed to reply. “Thank you. That’s very kind.”
She stood still as a statue while the young man unbuttoned her jacket. Being naked in front of a young woman was difficult, but to be nude in front of a young man was more challenging. Whether real or imagined, she felt sexual energy in the air.
Elizabeth’s nipples hardened when the jacket was removed and her breasts were exposed. She closely watched Tyler’s facial expression and saw a glimmer of interest in his deep brown eyes. Clearly he liked what he saw, but remained professional.
“See something you like?” she asked cheekily, pushing her chest forward.
His reply was smooth. “You’re very beautiful. We’re so lucky you agreed to help us tonight.”
“Thank you, Tyler.”
She reached down to remove everything else and finally stood naked in the elegant dining room. As teacher and student faced each other awkwardly, Elizabeth felt like she had the upper hand. Though Tyler had quickly recovered, his initial reaction was undeniable. Being naked in this situation felt oddly empowering to Elizabeth, and she could see why Meiko was so relaxed with this.
Putting her hands on her hips, Elizabeth inquired, “What are your plans for me tonight? I’d like a heads up before we begin.”
“Well,” Tyler replied. “Since this is presumably our first and only chance with you, we thought we’d go for a full course meal.”
“Full course meal? That sounds interesting. I’m assuming it will be similar to the last presentation?”
“Not exactly.”
The clanging of pots from the kitchen died down as she heard the other students preparing their food for transport to the dining area.
“Oh? What are you planning?” she asked.
“A full plating with all the sauces. Mr. Harris said you’d be okay with that.”
“Oh did he,” she replied curiously, realizing her boss had set her up for this exhibition. “What exactly does that entail?”
“You know, all the mixtures. Cum service, that sort of thing.” Tyler rushed over the last part, as if trying to minimize the gravity of his comment.
Elizabeth was aghast and thought she must have misunderstood. But before she could put an end to this folly, the student chefs emerged from the kitchen, proudly showcasing their work. No fewer than 10 plates and bowls appeared and were she not in her current position, she would have been excited.
The group of students all commented on how gorgeous Elizabeth looked, causing her to flush from the praise. After offering his hand like a true gentleman, Tyler escorted her onto the table. Once she sat on the cold wooden surface, she knew there would be no going back.
Working in the kitchen for years had given Elizabeth a spine of steel. She had grown used to functioning well under intense pressure, night after night. But this was different because of the highly erotic atmosphere. Her students literally stared directly at her hard pink nipples and exposed pussy.
While lowering herself, she chose to focus on the ceiling lights. Perhaps, if she pretended this was the doctor’s office, she could remain detached enough to persevere. By no means did she intend to accidentally cum in front of everyone.
But then again, she remembered what Tyler said. *Cum Service* What on earth did that involve? She prayed it only meant students would taste food from between her legs. That, she could live with. The other possibilities seemed shocking, to say the least.
As the students continued to compliment her nude body, Elizabeth smiled. Attempting to ignore the strange excitement building within her core, she continued to stare at the ceiling. The students studied her skin closely, examining every line and curve as if it was some great work of art. By the time they focused on her nipples and labia, she was actually proud they had chosen her as their vessel.
“This may tickle a little,” Tyler said. “Don’t worry though, we’re highly proficient at this process.”
Elizabeth watched him smile as they got to work, plating food on her body. They began with sauces and garnish while explaining that savory items would be added later.
Having so many hands in contact with her bare skin was overwhelming for Elizabeth. Closing her eyes, she decided to pretend she was at a gynecologist’s office. Suddenly, her legs were lifted, bent and spread. She didn’t resist but wondered why she was placed in such a lewd position. Were students actually looking inside her womanly hole?
One by one, the students retreated and she opened her eyes, trying to take stock of the situation. Both nipples were coated in a creamy warm substance and bite-sized pieces of cheese lay along her sternum. Small slices of beef carpaccio were artfully placed at the level of her pelvis. And her freshly shaved pussy was shamelessly exposed.
It was the moment of truth and Elizabeth wondered which brave soul would be the first to try food from her body. She was anxious for the real action to begin and hoped the students approved of the way her own flavor profile combined with that of the food.
However, only one student stepped forward. In her peripheral vision, she saw Tyler moving between her legs and unzipping his pants.
“What are you doing?” she asked, careful not to move for fear of making a mess.
He dropped his pants. “Cum service, remember? Mr. Harris insisted you’d be okay with this part.”
“Did he?” Elizabeth squeaked. “Is this really necessary?”
Tyler paused, “We planned on a mixture of semen and pussy juice to complete the dish. Do you want me to stop?”
Being naked at work was one thing, but being fucked in front of the students was outrageous!
However, the body presentation had been so thoughtfully arranged. Letting down the students at this point would make her a poor teacher. And if she were truly honest with herself, she was aching for a good fuck. It had been so long and the entire process made her feel hot, bothered and more importantly… sexy. Maybe this is exactly what she needed?
“Go ahead,” she said softly, resigned to her fate.
Tyler was sincere as he replied. “We’ll treat you respectfully. It’s the first time we have involved someone outside our group and we’re so honored you agreed. Just relax and let us do what we do best.”
Elizabeth cringed at the word *we*. Was this going to be a group effort? She wondered… what had she just agreed to do?
Then she felt the tip of Tyler’s hard cock press against her widely spread labia. His hands grasped her knees, holding her firmly in position. As he penetrated her body, she gasped, not only from the stretch on her underused pussy, but also from the shocking reality. She was officially being fucked by her student, while others watched.
“Oh goodness,” she moaned, gripping the edges of the table.
Tyler stopped. “Are you okay?”
“I… I haven’t had sex in a really long time. And, you’re so thick… and long.”
She saw him smile and felt embarrassed by her candid admission. Though her work schedule had gotten in the way of her dating life, it was ironically the impetus for what was shaping up to be a wild ride.
Elizabeth was surprised at the restraint shown by Tyler. He slowly rocked back and forth, careful not to disrupt the colorful display of food. The firsts few thrusts bordered on painful, due to his size. But her pussy soon relaxed and graciously accepted his cock.
To her left, she watched Graciela bend over her nipple. Was her student going in for a taste? Now, of all times? When Graciela’s mouth engulfed the sauce coated pink nipple, she had her answer. This was the first time a female had sexual contact with Elizabeth and it was simply exquisite.
Graciela sucked slowly, while using her tongue to massage the sensitive skin. Elizabeth groaned as the breast stimulation heightened that of her pussy fucking. Feeling vulnerable in front of the other students only pushed her higher towards what promised to be an epic orgasm.
Graciela pulled away, smacking her lips together. “Delicious! The sauce is great, and I think Elizabeth’s nipple gives it extra flavor.”
The group seemed pleased and Elizabeth blushed, her body still rocking from the gentle fuck.
Kevin went to her other breast, where another sauce was displayed. His tasting technique was completely different. Sucking hard, his masculine power was unmistakable. Elizabeth almost came on the spot, but he pulled away in the nick of time. Now both of her nipples were wet with saliva and totally hard.
“You’re right,” Kevin announced, licking his lips. “The sauce I made seems more intense. Elizabeth is delicious.”
The culinary group’s assessment of her flavor made Elizabeth feel appreciated. This was the ultimate turn-on for her, as a chef, and more so as a woman. She never been so incredibly horny and yearned for more attention.
Kevin said to the group, “Let’s move on to the next sauce.”
In no hurry, Tyler continued and Elizabeth expected to just lay there and enjoy the fuck. If other students wanted to suck her nipples or lick elsewhere, all the better.
Instead, she was in for yet another shock when Kevin stood right beside her face, sporting an exposed and erect penis.
“What are you doing?” Elizabeth asked, forcing those words out while Tyler maintained his steady pace.
Kevin looked confused, with his cock in hand. “Mr. Harris said you’d be okay handling this particular sauce. Is something wrong?”
Ah, the boss again! Elizabeth had a meeting with him next Monday and would surely give him an earful. She had plenty of choice words for the boss, but until then, she had students to ‘mentor.’
“It’s ok. I don’t mind,” Elizabeth moaned, wondering what would come next.
“Thank you. I’m usually pretty quick.”
With that said, Kevin stepped forward and inserted his hard cock into Elizabeth’s surprised mouth. Though initially stunned, she relented and accepted his entrance.
It was one thing to be fucked in front of this group of youngsters because it was a passive act. But to actually suck one of their dicks? Though humiliating, it gave her a massive rush because of the kink factor.
“Have you… done this before?” Kevin asked cautiously, when there was little going on.
Feeling insulted, Elizabeth was shocked into action. She was a chef and should have special skills when dealing with matters of oral pleasure. How dare he question her!
Extending her tongue, she relaxed her airway and sucked Kevin’s sizeable erection. It had been a while, but apparently sucking a cock was like riding a bike. She soon fell into a comfortable rhythm, alternating between swirling her tongue on the underside of his cock and taking him far down into her throat.
“Wow! What a mouth!” Kevin hollered, in amazement.
With glee, Elizabeth felt Tyler increase his speed and depth of penetration. Being busy at both ends was a new experience for her and one she greatly enjoyed. Receiving pleasure from Tyler spurred her to give even more pleasure to Kevin. It was as if she was a conduit for sexual energy. She felt both men begin to tremble as her own body coiled tightly, awaiting its own release.
“I’m going to cum!” Kevin cried out, as Elizabeth continued to suck his cock.
Surely he wasn’t going to cum in her mouth, she thought, with her lips still tightly wrapped around him. She definitely didn’t know him well enough to swallow his load. That level of intimacy was reserved for steady relationships.
Releasing her suction, she parted her lips and freed Kevin’s hard dick. As far as she was concerned, he could cum someplace else and the culinary students could use it as they saw fit.
Shockingly, Kevin kept his dick pointed right at her mouth, grunting and stroking towards completion. She knew what he wanted, what they all expected. If not for the fact that she was on the verge of her own orgasm, she might have resisted. But in that moment, she acquiesced, keeping her mouth wide open for his ejaculation.
Still being forcefully fucked, Elizabeth’s mouth received a hefty amount of cum from Kevin. Every crevice in her mouth was coated with his pungent load. Normally, she’d swallow to prevent herself from gagging, but she knew this group had other important plans in mind.
When Kevin’s orgasm abated, he stepped back and allowed the others access to Elizabeth’s mouth. Her head was tipped back and cum dripped from her mouth down her cheeks. Instead of being ashamed, she was proud to play such a vital role in the education of these fine students.
Sheila, Meiko and Graciela stood in a semicircle around her head. After taking a moment to compliment her performance, they each grabbed a small piece of cheese from the collection which was fanned out across her torso. Then, the female students dipped it in the cum and saliva concoction that flowed forth from Elizabeth’s mouth. Promptly, they gobbled up the glazed appetizer.
Watching the sensual display affected Elizabeth profoundly. But, as Tyler’s movements became more frenetic, she knew he would soon make his own culinary deposit. Having been on the cusp of orgasmic bliss for so long, the change in his cadence finally pushed her over the edge.
Elizabeth came… hard. She felt her pussy contract and spasm around the male student’s cock. In turn, she studied his face as he reached his own climax. Remaining silent, he didn’t cry out as he sprayed his cum into her pussy. However, his drawn-out moan did convey immense satisfaction.
Just as Kevin had stepped aside, so did Tyler. However, in a display of chivalry, both male students anchored Elizabeth’s trembling legs. It was a relief to have their help and, as their teacher, she was proud of their teamwork.
The experience came full circle as Meiko approached and stood between Elizabeth’s legs. When this journey first began, the roles had been reversed, with Meiko lying naked in front of Elizabeth, who had been wearing a chef’s jacket. Now, the teacher was naked, well-fucked, and drenched in cum while the student looked like the culinary professional. It just confirmed to Elizabeth that it was possible to be both teacher and student at the same time.
“It is time for the next course,” Meiko said, looking down into Elizabeth’s cream pie. “If Mother Nature is a true chef, then this is the finest she has to offer.”
The Asian student leaned forward, pressed her lips to the teacher’s vagina and sucked. Elizabeth squirmed in pleasure, noting the Asian woman was very gentle. As the cum juice was being sucked out of her pussy, Elizabeth’s body felt thoroughly spent: her mouth fucked, her nipples sucked and her pussy drilled. The oral attention she received from Meiko was the cherry on top.
She felt Tyler’s cum flowing into Meiko’s mouth, which is something she never thought she’d experience. Meiko’s tongue probed and collected every drop of available nectar and Elizabeth was impressed with her technique. Vaguely, she wondered what it would be like to reverse positions, yet again.
When it was over, the student stood up with a mouth full of cum. Elizabeth watched, wondering what would happen next.
The girls gathered around Meiko and took turns tongue-kissing the Asian student, careful not to waste a single drop of the precious cum mixture. When each female student had an equal amount in their mouths, they gulped.
“This combination has exceeded our expectations,” Meiko smiled after swallowing.
The other women agreed.
***
As always, the culinary students were meticulous in their clean up. Elizabeth held still while they wiped down her body with wet towels. Then they used dry towels to complete the cleansing process.
Putting her bare feet on the floor, Elizabeth stood up and watched them wipe the table clean. Smiling to herself, she wondered who’d eat there tomorrow, on the table where she had just been fucked and devoured. Would those customers even mind if they knew?
Still completely naked with hard nipples, she watched them return their dishes to the kitchen where they were washed. It was a highly efficient operation.
“You’re brave,” Graciela said.
Elizabeth thought for a moment. “To be honest, I’m still dazed and could really use some wine.”
“I’ll get you a glass.”
“Let me. I keep the good stuff hidden. Want to join me? Something for all of us, perhaps.”
Proudly naked, Elizabeth walked to the kitchen, enjoying the feel of the carpet on her bare feet. Once there, the cold tile was a bit uncomfortable and she walked on her toes in an attempt to stay warm. The flavor of Kevin’s cum was still in her mouth, and she enjoyed the naughty taste lingering.
She grabbed a bottle from her secret stash in a back closet and uncorked the wine. Enjoying a glass while watching the students finish their chores, she was happy to share when they finished. As they approached with glasses of their own, she poured a bit for everyone.
It gave Elizabeth a rush to stand naked in a circle with the students, especially since they had all shared such an intimate encounter. It was oddly empowering and incredibly hedonistic. Raising her glass high, she felt sexually liberated for the first time in her life.
“To Nick,” she said. “Our perverted boss who’s taught me so much about life, business, and my sexuality.”
They laughed and drank and laughed some more.
Afterwards, as Elizabeth dressed to go home, she didn’t bother to put on her bra or panties. The evening had opened her eyes to a whole new world and she planned to move forward with confidence.