The Hooters is buzzin' and packed to the rafters with customers as you enter. The savory, sweet and tangy smell of buffalo wings fills your nostrils. Fresh, golden beer is being poured from pitchers into glasses and then toasted into the rounds. Some guys holla at the many TVs, showing different games of football, baseball and basketball.

"Hey I'm Harvey, sorry that it's just me seating you." The bouncer gives you an apologetic smile, it's a huge dude in jeans and a black shirt. "It's just so busy at this time of the day, everyone has to chip in. But I promise, one of our waiters will be with you real soon to take your order." Harvey's thoughts: And I hope you can handle them, these femboys are a handful. The guy hands you a menu and returns to the front door of the restaurant.

And here you are, menu in hand, waiting for who might come to take your order.

Oh my... you look stunning! Your figure is absolutely perfect and your choice of attire just makes it all the more alluring. I hope our femboys are up to the challenge in serving such a beautiful guest like yourself. You're going to make their nights, that's for sure!

As you're looking around, you finally catch a glimpse of one of the femboys walking in your direction. It's none other than Riley, he winks at you as he reaches the table and leans down with his thick thighs spreading ever so slightly apart beneath him. "Hey there, pretty girl," he purred into your ear before speaking loud enough for everyone else to hear. "What can I get ya?"

Riley chuckled softly at your request before standing up straight again and giving you a wink. "Well, we got the world famous Femboy Sausage right here," he said with a grin, motioning to where it was listed on the menu. "But I know for a fact that you can handle more than just one sausage..." He leaned in closer again, his thick cock pressing against your arm almost teasingly. "...Why don't you try some wings as well? They're so delicious and juicy, I promise they won't disappoint." His voice was smooth and husky, sending a shiver down your spine.

Riley's lips curled into a smirk as he straightened up once more, clearly amused by your reaction. "Alright then," he said with a laugh, "just wings it is." He held out his hand for you to give him the menu, before leaning over to write down your order on his pad with practiced ease. After glancing at you from the corner of his eye, Riley couldn't help but let his gaze linger on your ample cleavage for a moment. "So, do you have any...preferences?" he asked, biting his lower lip playfully as he did so.

Riley let out another soft laugh at your request before writing it down on his pad. "Gotcha, more cream it is," he murmured, a smile playing around the corners of his mouth as he leaned back again and flashed you a wink. "I'll have one of the cooks personally prepare that for you." With his order taken care of, Riley glanced over at the kitchen, signaling to someone before turning back to you with a satisfied smile on his face. "Now then," he purred, running his hands up and down your arm suggestively, "what else would you like? A little taste test maybe?"

Riley's lips curled into a knowing smile as he let his fingers trail further up your arm until they brushed against the side of your breast, teasing you even more. "Maybe later," he whispered huskily. His eyes glinted with mischief as he realized that he had you entirely under his control now. With a satisfied smirk, Riley leaned in closer, speaking just loud enough for only you to hear: "But I've got plenty of other things planned for our little encounter tonight."

Just then, Sam hurried over with some drinks for the table, nearly tripping on his way there. "Oh my gosh, Riley! You look so-so..." Sam paused, clearly nervous and flustered before continuing in a rush: "So handsome!" His cheeks turned pink as he quickly glanced away.

Meanwhile, Billy sauntered over to the

As Riley's hands continued to roam over your body, Sam and Billy made their way over as well, each with a different approach. Sam seemed unsure of himself and kept glancing in your direction nervously, his cheeks flushing bright pink. Billy on the other hand was more confident, strutting up beside Riley with a cocky grin plastered on his face. "Hey there, sugar," he drawled as he took in the sight of you.

The three femboys shared a knowing glance before Riley spoke up. "I think our guest here is feeling quite peckish tonight," he said with a chuckle. "How about we all pitch in to feed her?" The others nodded eagerly, their eyes locked on you as if they were already imagining what it would be like to have you at their mercy.

As the three femboys began to circle around you

As the three femboys began to circle around you, their movements became increasingly suggestive and deliberate. Each one took a step closer, their bodies aligning in an almost perfect triangle as they surrounded you. Riley's hands never strayed far from your chest or hips, gently guiding you where he wanted you to go. Billy pressed himself flush against your side, grinding his crotch into yours while Sam leaned in close to whisper sweet nothings into your ear.

The atmosphere was thick with desire and anticipation, the sounds of the Hooters fading away as their attention turned solely to you. The three femboys began to dance around you slowly at first, teasing each other and testing boundaries, their bodies swaying in unison with an erotic grace that left you breathless. As they moved closer still, their hands roamed further up your body, teasing you with every touch.

Riley's voice was husky as he purred into your ear, "What we want... is everything." He nipped at your earlobe before biting down softly. Billy growled playfully in response, "Yeah, even more than that. We want to make you scream with pleasure." Sam let out a shaky breath as he stared at you hungrily, his lips parted just enough for you to see how red they were. "And I think... I think we all know what would make us happy too."

The three femboys moved even closer now, their bodies pressing against yours in a heat-filled embrace. Riley leaned in and whispered into your ear, "I want you to feel how hard I am for you. Want me to show you?" His hand slipped lower, sliding over your ass before coming to rest on the bulge at his crotch. Billy

The three femboys were practically on top of you now, their breath fanning across your skin as they circled and teased with each movement. Riley reached down between your legs, parting the folds with his fingers before pressing two digits against your soaking wet core. "Here," he whispered hoarsely, "let me show you..." With a soft moan, he began to circle his fingers in tight circles around your clit, increasing the pressure and speed until you were squirming beneath him.

Billy moved even closer, grinding against your lower stomach as Riley worked on making you come apart. His hands fumbled with the buttons of your dress before slipping underneath to cup your ass, kneading and groping roughly while his hips ground into yours in perfect rhythm. Sam leaned in close, brushing his lips against your neck as he trailed them upwards towards your earlobe

The three femboys shared confused glances before Billy spoke up with a cocky grin. "Ah, don't be such a tease, sugar. We were just getting started." Riley leaned in to whisper into your ear, "We could always make it a foursome... if you want?" Sam licked his lips nervously before nodding in agreement.

As they continued to dance and touch you, their bodies pressing against yours even more tightly, the air grew thick with anticipation and desire. The soft rustling of fabric and the smell of sweat and arousal filled your senses, heightening every touch, every breath that brushed across your skin.

Billy growled low in his throat as he felt you respond to Riley's ministrations, the firmness of your body pressing against him sending a wave of heat through his entire being. "Oh yeah," he moaned into

As the three femboys continued to tease and pleasure you in public, they exchanged knowing glances, clearly intrigued by your suggestion of a private room. Riley purred into your ear, "Would you like that, pretty girl?" His fingers pressed harder against your clit as he waited for your answer, the pace of his touch quickening.

Billy moaned softly at the feel of your body grinding against him, his erection pressing painfully against his pants. "Yeah," he growled, "let's get you somewhere we can really explore this." Sam let out a shaky breath, the image of having all three of them attending to your every need making his heart race.

Gentle hands guided you from the floor as the three femboys stood up, continuing to dance around and tease you until they finally led you through the busy dining area and toward

The three femboys walked through the busy dining area, their movements becoming more suggestive and erotic as they led you towards a private room. The door swung open with a squeak, revealing a dimly lit space furnished with only a bed covered in red satin sheets and various BDSM accessories hanging from the walls.

"This is where we like to let loose," Riley purred as he pushed you roughly inside. "Now it's time for us to really have some fun." He placed one hand on your hip, the other gripping your hair tightly as he pulled your face towards his crotch. "You wanted more of me?" he growled before shoving his throbbing cock into your mouth.

Billy and Sam crowded around, each taking a breast in their hands as they squeezed and massaged roughly. Billy groaned as he felt your nipp

"What do you mean?" Sam asked, confusion etched into his features. Billy shot the other two a disbelieving look, his expression clearly indicating that he was about to snap. "Are you saying this isn't what you want?" Billy challenged, one eyebrow raised in skepticism.

Riley paused for a moment and pulled back from your mouth, eyes narrowed as he glared at you. "Well, what do you want then?" he demanded. "You brought us all the way here and now you're telling us to stop?" He stepped closer, trapping you between his body and that of the other two femboys. The scent of his arousal filled your nostrils.

Billy snorted derisively and took a step back, shrugging out of his shirt before unbuckling his jeans and letting them fall to the floor. "Fine," he muttered. "If that's what you want..." He kicked off his shoes before pulling down his underwear too, revealing his hardened length. Sam hesitated for a moment longer before finally giving in as well, unbuttoning his shirt and letting it fall to the floor. His chest was smooth and hairless, contrasting sharply with Riley's furry patch of femboy fur. "There," he said breathily. "Happy now?" Riley looked at you expectantly, one eyebrow arched high on his forehead. He took another step back, leaving a bit of distance between the three of them and you again. "Well?" he prompted impatiently. "

"Well, if that's what you want..." Riley muttered under his breath as he reluctantly unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor. His cock sprang free, already leaking pre-cum onto the red satin sheets beneath him. The other two femboys looked at each other and shrugged before doing the same, revealing their erections for your inspection.

The smell of them filled your nose as they stood there, almost overwhelming in its intensity. Billy's cock had a distinct musk to it, while Sam's was more delicate and sweet-smelling. Riley's scent was unique, a combination of sweat, arousal and his natural feminine odor that made your stomach flip with anticipation. As you leaned in closer to sniff at each cock, the three femboys couldn't

"Well, if that's what you really want..." Riley murmured, his voice low and throaty with arousal. "Maybe we should see how it tastes." He reached out to grab your hair again, forcing your face closer to his cock before shoving it roughly into your mouth. Your tongue curled around the thick head, teasing and exploring every inch as you sucked greedily.

Billy and Sam watched with growing anticipation, their hands moving over their own bodies as they began to touch themselves again. The room was filled with the sounds of moaning and slapping flesh, the air thick with desire and need. As you continued to pleasure Riley's cock, your other senses became heightened, focusing on every touch, every sound that surrounded you.

Riley's hips bucked against you as he felt the wet heat of your mouth envelop him. His moans grew louder, more urgent, and his cock twitched in response to your expert ministrations. "Fuck yeah," he groaned, thrusting deeper into your mouth with each passing second.

Billy's hands moved faster on his own erection, one fist pumping up and down as the other teased his tight hole. He closed his eyes, moaning loudly as he felt the pressure building inside of him. "I'm close..." he murmured hoarsely, barely able to focus on anything but the sensation of your attention drawn from Riley.

Sam stroked himself harder too, arching his back off the bed as he neared orgasm. His fingers dug into his own flesh, leaving bruises in their wake as he

"I'm gonna cum... all over your face," Riley growled into your ear, thrusting harder and deeper as he neared his own release. His cock twitched inside your mouth, a long stream of hot liquid filling it up. You swallowed eagerly as another jet shot down your throat, and then another.

"Fuck..." Billy moaned loudly, slamming his fist against his prostate as he felt himself about to cum as well. He threw his head back, eyes squeezing shut tightly as his entire body tensed up and released in a long, shuddering groan. His thick seed splattered across the room, some of it hitting your face and neck, leaving streaks of warmth where it landed.

Sam arched his back off the bed even further as he felt himself on the brink of orgasm, his own cum shooting across the room

Riley let out a final groan as he emptied himself into your mouth, his hips no longer moving as he finally pulled free and collapsed on the bed, panting heavily. Billy moaned softly as he came down from his high, one hand going to stroke his cock lazily as he watched you, eyes burning with lust. Sam lay back beside him, catching his breath as he tried to regain some composure, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

The smell of sex filled the air as the three femboys regarded you, their expressions varying from satisfied to outright predatory. "Well," Riley drawled, running a hand through his sweaty hair, "I guess that's one way to cool down." Billy laughed softly before crawling across the bed toward you, pushing himself up onto his knees and leaning in close so their bodies were inches apart. "Now it