Cafe Thrills 2
Please read Café Thrills first.
After the happenings in the café that night I slept like a log. However, when I woke up the following morning the first thought that came to mind was – Oh no they will be back tonight! I thought of phoning one of the other waitresses to swap shifts, but who. Eventually I decided on Alice as she is my age so I feel comfortable talking to her. However, Alice said she was busy this evening so unable to swap. Oh well I thought chances are they won’t be back and if they are hopefully there will be other customers in the café so I will be OK. Ever the optimist!
That afternoon I went to work and the café was very busy, in the hurly burly I forgot about the threat of the young men to come back tonight until almost closing time with only two customers left, a man and his wife, when in walked the three lads . I immediately felt a bit scared but as my thoughts went back to last night, I also felt my pulse accelerate and a damp feeling in my pants. I tried to ignore my feelings as I gave the last two customers their bill and then went to take orders from the men.
Evening doll said Alf as they sat at a table near the back of the café. Yes, Good evening said Jim and Fred with the emphasis on Good. “Hi” I muttered – “What do you want to drink?”. “Oh, you know the same as last night” said Jim with a grin. As I went to the kitchen to prepare their coffees, I noticed that the couple were still at their table and looked interested in the exchange. Strange but I tried to ignore everything and concentrate on making three coffees despite the fluttering in my stomach and the damp panties. Well I thought at least with that couple there they won’t try anything like last night – feeling relieved but also a bit disappointed.
I went to set the table and as I bent over to put the milk and sugar on the table Jim ran his hand straight up the back of my leg and squeezed my buttock. I immediately straightened up and walked back to the kitchen, wondering if the couple had seen what had happened. I assumed not as they had not said anything. Oh well, nothing for it but to carry one – at least with them there the worst would be a hand up my skirt.
As I put down Fred’s coffee trying to keep from bending over, he still ran his hand up the back of my leg. “stop that” I whispered not wanting a scene in front of the other customers. As I moved round the table to give Jim his coffee his hand went all the way up my skirt and goosed my pussy. As I jumped Jim said quite loudly “Wet again tonight are we love?” I moved away and as I went to serve Alf, I heard the lady say to her husband “Did you see that lad grope the waitress and say she was wet?” “yes”, replied her husband, “I think we should stay a while and watch the fun.” Bang went my feeling of safety from other customers being in the café.
I dashed off to the kitchen with a bright red face and a feeling of trepidation but when I was out of sight my hand automatically went up my dress and felt my pussy. Good grief I was soaking. I now realised that I actually wanted a repeat of last night’s happenings – but what about the couple? I decided to brazen it out and went back into the café area. As I passed the couple the man asked if they could have another coffee. Partly relieved but also disappointed I went and made two coffees and delivered them to their table. When I leant over to give the wife her coffee I was shocked to feel her hand slide under my skirt and right up to my pussy. Without batting an eyelid, she shouted across to the lads “yes you are right she is wet! What happened last night?” I stood frozen to the spot as this woman continued to press her hand on my pussy. “Nothing much” said Fred “we just fucked her.”
What the hell had I got into not only had the lads from last night already felt me up but the lady customer whose presence I thought would prevent any repeat of last night had my by the cunt.
At first I stood there frozen but then involuntarily I let my legs start to spread apart. Encouraged by this the woman started to work her fingers under the gusset of my panties and onto her bare cunt. This was obviously apparent to the lads as I heard on of them say “give her a couple of fingers missis, she likes that.” So, there I was leant over the table with the woman starting to slip he fingers up my cunt, her husband looking across the table at me with an amused grin and the three lads starting to shout encouragement. Then the husband stood up and went to lock the door and pull down the blinds with the comment “Oh well if we are going to DO this waitress we had better have privacy.”
What the hell did he mean if WE are going to do me???
I soon found out has he came up behind me and proceeded to unclip my skirt and unbutton my blouse – to much encouragement from the lads. The man then slid my panties down giving his wife full access to my cunt and the lads a perfect five of her fingers working on me. Jim came across to the table and said” well missus, can’t have you left out can we and reached around to caress her tits. “Go for it son “said her husband – “I love to watch her being treated like a whore.” Hearing this the other two came over as well and as Fred pulled me away from the woman as they took an arm each and guided he across to one of the long tables. For some strange reason I longed to watch but Fred and now the husband were taking me to another of the long tables. I was lifted up and laid me down on my back, whereupon they stripped open my blouse and lifted a tit each out of my bra. As soon as they started to suck on a nipple each, I let out a loud groan of pleasure. It was a delightful feeling having a man working on each tit. I reached out each side of the table and found two naked cocks, without hesitation I started to wank each one. I was now as sexually excited as the night before and had lost all my inhibitions. The husband stopped sucking long enough to shout across to his wife “Joyce – this tart has us both by the cock.” “Enjoy it then John” came the reply “I have only one cock to wank as the other is busy fucking me”.
I glanced across and there was Joyce legs hanging down each side of the table with Jim lustily ploughing his long cock in and out of her cunt. At the sight of this I said, “please one of you fuck me like that”. “a pleasure “replied John and proceeded to strip off his pants, pull me nearer the end of the table, spread my legs and rub the head of his cock along my slit. “put it in” I begged, “not yet” was the rely as he reached down and started to squeeze my clitoris whilst still rubbing his cock up and down my slit. All this time Fred was sucking and squeezing my tits and nipples. I was in a sexual heaven, but I need that cock in me. Suddenly Joh peeled my lips apart and shoved his cock into me with one thrust. I screamed – not from pain but pleasure. He had worked me up so much that anything would have felt good – even the pepper mill from last night.
To cut a long story short, all three lads and the husband took turns on fuckling me and Joyce until they could no longer get hard. Then Joyce came over to my table grabbed my legs and rammed her face onto my cunt and sucked all the spunk out. Well I couldn’t not return a favour like that could I so I did the same for Joyce. The first time I have tasted either spunk or a woman’s cunt.
They all then got dressed and leaving me naked and exhausted on the table they left with the words “See you again sometime.”
When I eventually got home and to bed, I lay there going over what had just happened. Strangely instead of being horrified I found that the more I thought about it the more I wanted it to happen again. Perhaps it will!
After the happenings in the café that night I slept like a log. However, when I woke up the following morning the first thought that came to mind was – Oh no they will be back tonight! I thought of phoning one of the other waitresses to swap shifts, but who. Eventually I decided on Alice as she is my age so I feel comfortable talking to her. However, Alice said she was busy this evening so unable to swap. Oh well I thought chances are they won’t be back and if they are hopefully there will be other customers in the café so I will be OK. Ever the optimist!
That afternoon I went to work and the café was very busy, in the hurly burly I forgot about the threat of the young men to come back tonight until almost closing time with only two customers left, a man and his wife, when in walked the three lads . I immediately felt a bit scared but as my thoughts went back to last night, I also felt my pulse accelerate and a damp feeling in my pants. I tried to ignore my feelings as I gave the last two customers their bill and then went to take orders from the men.
Evening doll said Alf as they sat at a table near the back of the café. Yes, Good evening said Jim and Fred with the emphasis on Good. “Hi” I muttered – “What do you want to drink?”. “Oh, you know the same as last night” said Jim with a grin. As I went to the kitchen to prepare their coffees, I noticed that the couple were still at their table and looked interested in the exchange. Strange but I tried to ignore everything and concentrate on making three coffees despite the fluttering in my stomach and the damp panties. Well I thought at least with that couple there they won’t try anything like last night – feeling relieved but also a bit disappointed.
I went to set the table and as I bent over to put the milk and sugar on the table Jim ran his hand straight up the back of my leg and squeezed my buttock. I immediately straightened up and walked back to the kitchen, wondering if the couple had seen what had happened. I assumed not as they had not said anything. Oh well, nothing for it but to carry one – at least with them there the worst would be a hand up my skirt.
As I put down Fred’s coffee trying to keep from bending over, he still ran his hand up the back of my leg. “stop that” I whispered not wanting a scene in front of the other customers. As I moved round the table to give Jim his coffee his hand went all the way up my skirt and goosed my pussy. As I jumped Jim said quite loudly “Wet again tonight are we love?” I moved away and as I went to serve Alf, I heard the lady say to her husband “Did you see that lad grope the waitress and say she was wet?” “yes”, replied her husband, “I think we should stay a while and watch the fun.” Bang went my feeling of safety from other customers being in the café.
I dashed off to the kitchen with a bright red face and a feeling of trepidation but when I was out of sight my hand automatically went up my dress and felt my pussy. Good grief I was soaking. I now realised that I actually wanted a repeat of last night’s happenings – but what about the couple? I decided to brazen it out and went back into the café area. As I passed the couple the man asked if they could have another coffee. Partly relieved but also disappointed I went and made two coffees and delivered them to their table. When I leant over to give the wife her coffee I was shocked to feel her hand slide under my skirt and right up to my pussy. Without batting an eyelid, she shouted across to the lads “yes you are right she is wet! What happened last night?” I stood frozen to the spot as this woman continued to press her hand on my pussy. “Nothing much” said Fred “we just fucked her.”
What the hell had I got into not only had the lads from last night already felt me up but the lady customer whose presence I thought would prevent any repeat of last night had my by the cunt.
At first I stood there frozen but then involuntarily I let my legs start to spread apart. Encouraged by this the woman started to work her fingers under the gusset of my panties and onto her bare cunt. This was obviously apparent to the lads as I heard on of them say “give her a couple of fingers missis, she likes that.” So, there I was leant over the table with the woman starting to slip he fingers up my cunt, her husband looking across the table at me with an amused grin and the three lads starting to shout encouragement. Then the husband stood up and went to lock the door and pull down the blinds with the comment “Oh well if we are going to DO this waitress we had better have privacy.”
What the hell did he mean if WE are going to do me???
I soon found out has he came up behind me and proceeded to unclip my skirt and unbutton my blouse – to much encouragement from the lads. The man then slid my panties down giving his wife full access to my cunt and the lads a perfect five of her fingers working on me. Jim came across to the table and said” well missus, can’t have you left out can we and reached around to caress her tits. “Go for it son “said her husband – “I love to watch her being treated like a whore.” Hearing this the other two came over as well and as Fred pulled me away from the woman as they took an arm each and guided he across to one of the long tables. For some strange reason I longed to watch but Fred and now the husband were taking me to another of the long tables. I was lifted up and laid me down on my back, whereupon they stripped open my blouse and lifted a tit each out of my bra. As soon as they started to suck on a nipple each, I let out a loud groan of pleasure. It was a delightful feeling having a man working on each tit. I reached out each side of the table and found two naked cocks, without hesitation I started to wank each one. I was now as sexually excited as the night before and had lost all my inhibitions. The husband stopped sucking long enough to shout across to his wife “Joyce – this tart has us both by the cock.” “Enjoy it then John” came the reply “I have only one cock to wank as the other is busy fucking me”.
I glanced across and there was Joyce legs hanging down each side of the table with Jim lustily ploughing his long cock in and out of her cunt. At the sight of this I said, “please one of you fuck me like that”. “a pleasure “replied John and proceeded to strip off his pants, pull me nearer the end of the table, spread my legs and rub the head of his cock along my slit. “put it in” I begged, “not yet” was the rely as he reached down and started to squeeze my clitoris whilst still rubbing his cock up and down my slit. All this time Fred was sucking and squeezing my tits and nipples. I was in a sexual heaven, but I need that cock in me. Suddenly Joh peeled my lips apart and shoved his cock into me with one thrust. I screamed – not from pain but pleasure. He had worked me up so much that anything would have felt good – even the pepper mill from last night.
To cut a long story short, all three lads and the husband took turns on fuckling me and Joyce until they could no longer get hard. Then Joyce came over to my table grabbed my legs and rammed her face onto my cunt and sucked all the spunk out. Well I couldn’t not return a favour like that could I so I did the same for Joyce. The first time I have tasted either spunk or a woman’s cunt.
They all then got dressed and leaving me naked and exhausted on the table they left with the words “See you again sometime.”
When I eventually got home and to bed, I lay there going over what had just happened. Strangely instead of being horrified I found that the more I thought about it the more I wanted it to happen again. Perhaps it will!
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