The Cucumber Chronicles 3 - Taco Temptation (Patreon)

"I'm game, but first I need to tinkle," Linda replied.

When she was gone, I kissed Jim and asked him, "Are you OK with me going under the table with Linda?" 

"Only if I get to watch some of it," he said.

While Linda was away, the customers started pouring in, so we were quite busy when she returned. So much so that she actually had to help us with the stand.

After more than half an hour of rush, our stand was half empty, and we were all exhausted. We shared some sodas, and Linda gave me a mischievous look. I knew what she wanted, and the truth was, I wanted it too.

"Are you going under the table?" Jim asked and we both nodded. "One at a time. I'll man the stand, have fun, quiet fun, as much as you can."

He lifted the tablecloth, and I crawled in. As soon as the cloth was down, I stripped. I kicked my pants and top into a corner and waited for Linda, lying on my back with my knees bent and my legs open.

Then the tablecloth lifted and the flooding light blinded me. Jim smiled as Linda slithered in.

Jim lowered the tablecloth, and Linda said, "Someone is ready for me," and started positioning herself on top of me.

"Get naked first; I want to eat you too," I said.

Even with the larger table, we had little room, and each movement became cumbersome. She managed to slip off her shorts but gave up on her top after elbowing my leg three times, each more painful than the previous one.

I pulled her by the hips, and her pussy landed on my mouth; her arousal flooded my nose, and I licked my lips in anticipation.

Just as I was about to kiss her pussy lips, she ran her tongue into my slit and tasted my juices. I gasped in surprise, and she lowered her hip even more, covering my mouth.

Linda started eating my cunt hungrily while I gently explored her labia. Her tight pussy tasted sweet, almost like a fruit. I slid my tongue into her vagina, and she moaned.

Her tongue penetrated me too, and I felt her head moving up and down, making her tongue give long passes into my clit and down into my vagina.

Most of my moans were muffled by her pussy, but when she slid a finger in me, I couldn't help but say, "Fuck yes!"

I heard Jim turn up the volume on the speaker. I could still hear him talk in the distance, selling my produce while I fucked a girl right next to him.

"Hello there, handsome!" A male voice came from outside; it was the guy that had been flirting with Jim the past week, the physiotherapist. "Are you lonely? Do you want some company?" 

I couldn't hear Jim's reply, but it must've been something polite, maybe even flirtatious, because then I heard the guy say, "Oh, that's terrible! Well, I'm always here if you need company; my name is Ron." 

Just then Linda pulled her finger out of my pussy and inserted it again; it felt thicker. She had probably used more than one finger, and I gasped in surprise.

"Fuck, you're going to make me cum if you keep that up," I whispered, hoping that Jim could still hear me.

I was focused on my pleasure and missed a part of the conversation happening outside, but I know I heard Jim say, "Well, that's flattering, but I would need to ask my wife."

"Ah, yes, the wife. I guess I'm lucky she's not here right now. I have you all to myself," Ron said.

Just then Linda sped up, and I lost all interest in what was going on outside.

I tried licking her pussy, but she was so focused on eating me that she raised her hip out of my reach. All I could do was run my nails through her ass while she took me to heaven.

My legs shook, and I had to bite my tongue in order to stop me from screaming.

When Linda slid her fingers out of my pussy, my body was already limp and motionless. I struggled to catch my breath, and the stuffy air under the table became almost unbearable.

With a lot of effort Linda managed to turn around and lie next to me, playing with my hard nipples and kissing every part of my skin she could reach.

"I take it you liked my performance," she whispered in my ear, and I kissed her soft lips. She still tasted like my pussy, and we got carried away in a passionate kiss while my hands caressed her back and hers squeezed my tits.

Then Jim lifted the tablecloth and the light invaded our private enclosure. Jim stared at us with a broad smile. He smiled and said, "The coast is clear; if you want to come out for some fresh air." 

Linda was the first to climb out; she only had to slip in her shorts, and she had become quite skilled at moving under the table.

While I got dressed, I expected them to talk, but I heard nothing. When I eventually made my way out, Jim was licking Linda's fingers, the same ones she had inside me a few minutes before.

As soon as I was out, I reached out for some water and drank it desperately.

"You're one hot mess, both of you are," Jim said.

"I guess we could go powder our noses," Linda said and grabbed my hand, leading me to the nearby mall where we freshened up while we talked about the fun adventure we just had. We intended to fool around in one of the stalls, but it was just too crowded, and we decided we had enough fun, at least for a while.

When we returned to my stand, Jim was chatting with Miss Miriam. At first I was expecting some sort of confrontation, but as we approached I noticed they were immersed in gossip.

"Oh, there you are! I was just telling your husband!" she said, but stopped herself. She signaled me to approach her, and when I did, she started whispering. "I was just telling Jim that there are some rumors of people being inappropriate… in public." 

I felt the blood leave my face. I must've looked like a ghost, because Jim held my hand, trying to soothe me.

"Inappropriate how?" I managed to ask.

"Oh, you're not going to make me say it, are you?" I stared at her blankly, and she sighed. "You know, doing things, like… intimate, private, sweaty, fun things." 

"You mean that people are fucking at the market? Where do I sign up?" Linda asked, and Miss Miriam blushed.

"And who, I mean, surely they already know who is doing it, right?" I asked.

"Oh, no, so far it's just rumors. But I'll be sure to keep you posted if I learn anything new," she said. "I should be going; my husband is waiting for his lunch at home. See you next week, or before if I find out something new."

We waited until she was gone to start gossiping ourselves.

"So, do you think she knows it was us?" I asked, a bit concerned.

"Fuck no. If she knew, we'd have more serious problems than some rumors," Jim said.

"Yeah, the cops are not involved yet, trust me," Linda said.

"Still, I think it's better if we leave the fun for next week. Just in case," I said, and both of them nodded in agreement.

"I guess that's my cue to leave. I guess you guys need to start packing your stand, and I have a boyfriend with a hard cock ready for me at home," Linda said and kissed both of us goodbye.

After a few minutes of silence, trying to process everything that had happened, I finally said, "So, about Ron… do you have anything to share?"

The confession that came later shocked me, in an exciting way.