The Devil’s Pact Revised-Tales from the Orgy
Chapter Three: Sexy Customer Service
by mypenname3000
© Copyright 2013
For a list of all the Devil’s Pact Chapters and other stories click here
This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.
Click here for Side-Story: Disciplining His Wife.
Click here for Tales from the Orgy Chapter 2.
Note: I know this is part 3. I’m posting the stories in chonological order. The Tales is a collection of different people stories.
Thursday, June 6th, 2013 – Jessica “Jessie” Smith – South Hill, WA
“You can definitely help me,” the man grinned. He was tall, a little overweight, and his voice seemed to hum right through me. “You want to make me happy, don’t you?”
I smiled, puffing up my chest. My breast swelled the front my blue polo I wore as part of my Buy Best uniform, “That’s what they pay me for, sir. The number one rule of retail!”
Oscar, my boss, drilled that into your head when you worked at Buy Best. Make the customer happy. I kept up my perky smile, my blonde hair curling about my face as the man looked around. I would do anything to make him happy.
Customer service was so important.
“Follow me,” the man commanded.
“Yes, sir,” I followed after him, maintaining my friendly smile. I was eighteen and glad I had this job. He led me to the Nerd Patrol counter, our in-house IT department that helped customers set up their new electronic devices.
The man went behind the counter.
“You shouldn’t be back here, sir,” I protested, my insides twisted. I couldn’t make him unhappy, but there were rules.
“Can I get on the PA system from here?” the man asked, pointing to the salmon colored phone next to a computer monitor.
“Yes?” I frowned, my eyebrows furrowing. “But customer’s aren’t allowed to. It’s for staff only.”
“Key up the PA for me.”
I didn’t hesitate. I picked up the phone and dialed 1 two times then hit the pound key. I held out the phone to the man, keeping up my smile, happy that I was helping.
Before he could take it, Oscar, my General Manager, shouted, “Hey, customer’s aren’t supposed to be back here! What are you doing, Jessie?”
I gaped and sputtered, “I’m…sorry, sir. He needs to make an announcement.”
My boss gaped back at me. “And you were just going to let him? C’mon, Jessie. You’ve worked here since—”
“Stop talking,” the man ordered.
Oscar did, almost biting off his tongue as he clamped his mouth shut.
The man chuckled in amusement “First off, Oscar, everything I do in the store is allowed. Now you’re going to go and get me the best smart phone you have and sign me up for the best wireless service.”
My boss nodded. He looked like he wanted to talk, but couldn’t open his mouth.
“You can talk again,” the man said.
“Okay, sir,” Oscar answered. “Jessie, this man is allowed to do what he wants, so help him out in anyway.”
“Sure, Oscar,” I agreed, my voice chipper and friendly.
The man turned back to me. “Is it ready?”
I nodded. “Just talk into the phone, sir.”
“Attention Buy Best shoppers,” the man announced over the PA, his voice tinny through the speakers. His words seemed to vibrate into me. “I want everyone to believe that it’s okay for people to have sex in the Buy Best. You will not try to interfere with anyone having sex in front of you. And you will not be offended. Watching someone having sex is going to arouse you. So, if anyone is interested, I’m going to be fucking Jessie in the computer section and you can come and watch. Otherwise, continue shopping and enjoy your morning. Thank you.”
“Wait, what!” I gasped, realizing he said he was going to fuck me, which was perfectly okay to do in the store, I just didn’t want to do it with him. “No fucking way is that happening, asshole.”
“Oscar told you to help me out in any way,” the man leered.
“He didn’t mean that,” I swallowed. Right? I was supposed to make the customers happy. It was the number one rule of retail.
“Sure he did. You want to be helpful. My cock’s hard and needs to cum,” he said. “And your pussy’s getting all hot and bothered. You need a dick in you so bad. So bend over the counter and let me fuck your cunt hard. You want to give good, customer service, right?”
My pussy soaked my panties in a heartbeat. I shifted my hips, a flush of heat rolling through me. I did need a dick so badly. I wanted to bend over the counter and let the man fuck me hard. “Sorry, sir, you’re right. My boss told me to help you out. Besides, I’m supposed to make sure all our customers leave satisfied. It’s the number one rule of retail, after all!”
* * *
Kevin Mattock
“Jessie, bend back over that counter. There are plenty of men who still need satisfaction,” Mark, the man who had walked into the Buy Best where I worked and somehow made an orgy happen, ordered Jessie. My dick was so hard as I stared at Jessie’s well-fucked cunt leaking out the cum of two different men, one of whom was Mark. “Who wants a go on Jessie?”
My hand shot into the air. I was a nerd. I was shy around girls. And I had the biggest crush in the world on my fellow coworker Jessie.
“Kevin, start fucking her cunt,” Mark ordered me. “Anyone else who wants to fuck her, form a line.”
I fumbled at my belt holding up my khaki pants as I moved up behind the blonde Jessie. She smiled at me, her blue eyes burning with lust as she wiggled her hips. I didn’t understand how Mark was able to make us act like this.
I didn’t care.
My cock out, throbbing hard before me, I rammed it into her pussy.
“So big!” Jessie squealed in delight as her hot, tight, wet pussy wrapped around my cock.
“Oh, god, I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long,” I groaned, my cock buried in heaven.
I fucked her as fast as I could, pleasure shooting up and down my dick. This was so much better than jerking off with my hand. She gasped and squealed, her pussy growing tight about me, rippling as her moans echoed through the electronic department, joining the others fucking around us.
I had only slammed into her pussy a few times, but it was too much for my cock. I came inside my first pussy.
Inside the girl I loved.
Panting, I pulled out of her. A line of men had formed behind me. While I gasped for air, savoring the bliss of my first orgasm, an overweight man is his fifties slammed his dick into Jessie’s pussy. She gasped and moaned as I watched her get fucked.
It was…awesome.
* * *
Monday, June 10th, 2013 – Jessica “Jessie” Smith
“Jessie Smith,” I whispered to myself as I entered the South Hill Buy Best, “today is going to be a great day.”
It was my first day back to work since what the media dubbed the ‘Buy Best Incident’ had happened. Mark Glassner released the gas in the store last Thursday, causing everyone to participate in an orgy. I had been gangbanged over and over—it was awesome. The store had been closed all weekend long as the FBI investigated the attack, and I was happy to be back at work, dressed to please.
When I was first hired, months ago, my boss Oscar had told me and the rest of the new hirers, “The number one rule of retail: keep the customer satisfied. A satisfied customer will return. A satisfied customer will tell their friends and family all about it. Do not argue with the customer. If they want to return something, let them. If something is broken, fix it. If they want you to carry their one bag out to the car holding a single DVD in it, do it. Just do whatever it takes to keep the customer satisfied.”
Those words stuck in my mind, and the day Mark Glassner walked into the store and gassed us, I learned just how far a girl needed to go to keep the customer satisfied. I had been bent over the counter of the Nerd Patrol desk and fucked over and over.
I satisfied more customers with my slutty little cunt then I could count. Small dicks, big dicks, and every sized dick in between. My little cunt pleased them all, and I had so many orgasms doing it. When the fireman found me, cum ran thickly down my legs, soaking my khaki work pants and hello kitty panties bunched up around my ankles.
Pleasing customers with my body was so satisfying for me, too. I wanted to embrace the new lesson Mark had taught me. The news claimed he was a terrorist, but I knew differently.
The man changed me. Changed everyone.
So, over the weekend, I made a few purchases. I found the tightest, low-riding khaki pants I could fit in. They molded to my tight little ass like a second skin. I bought a nice selection of skimpy thongs. Today, I wore a red one that hugged my hips, peaking out of my pants. I took all my shirts and dried them on the highest heat, shrinking the fabric until all my Buy Best polos fit snugly about my torso, molding to my braless breasts. I put on the sluttiest make-up, curled my blonde hair so it framed my cute face, and practiced my sexy walk.
I looked ready to be fucked.
I was a little nervous as I rode the 402 bus down Meridian to get to work. I had never worn such revealing clothes before. But the number one rule of retail was to keep the customers satisfied, and my hot little body was going to do just that.
Every guy on the bus stared at my hot body and I felt so self-conscious. Could I do this? I squirmed the entire ride, my cheeks burning. When I climbed off the bus, I hurried across the parking lot to the automatic doors.
They parted with a whisk and I entered.
The moment I crossed the threshold, my nervousness vanished. Standing in the store, my decision felt right. I was a Customer Service Representative. It was my duty to satisfy every customer anyway I could.
I drew eyes as I walked through the store to the employee section in the back, delighting in the stares I received. Some of the women gave me such dirty looks while some of the men practically drooled over my body. I added an extra sway to my walk, letting the men take a good look at my tight ass and the thong peaking out of the back. Their cocks would be hard and needing relief.
But not yet; I wasn’t on the clock.
I pushed into the back of the store, through the shelves to the Employee breakroom. A poster from Corporate hung on the door way. “The number one rule of retail: Keep the customer satisfied,” the sign read while showing a smiling Asian girl in a Buy Best polo helping out an equally smiling couple.
Instead of helping that couple find a TV, the Asian employee should be kneeling down and sucking that woman’s cunt while the husband fucked the Asian’s wet, Buy-Best pussy from behind. Then she would have provided real customers satisfaction.
I licked my lips, wondering what another woman’s pussy tasted like. Well, we had female customers as well, and they might need my pretty little mouth to give them some satisfaction, too.
With that happy thought, I opened the door and slipped into the breakroom.
* * *
Kevin Mattock
All I could think about since I woke up was Jessie Smith.
Actually, all I could think about since last Thursday was Jessie Smith.
Well, to be honest, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Jessie Smith since the day she was hired back in January. January 14th, to be precise. A Tuesday. I fell in love with her at first sight. Jessie barely even noticed me.
She was just so pretty. Curly, blonde hair that framed her cute face. And that was the word for it. Cute. From her button nose, to her round, gray eyes and pursed lips. She was tall, almost as tall as I was. And maybe she didn’t have the biggest tits, but hers filled out the blue Buy Best polo she wore, and her ass looked quite shapely in her khaki pants.
She never payed attention to me. I was a nerdy guy with far too many pimples on my face and too shy to talk to the girl of my dreams.
But when Mark Glassner unleashed his gas in the Buy Best, I watched the love of my life getting fucked over and over by a line of men. And I was one of them. I didn’t last long when I fucked her during the orgy. It was my first time, and with my Jessie no less. I barely got to enjoy her tight hole before I was shooting off inside her.
I was just so excited to finally lose my virginity.
And now it was Monday, the store reopening after the FBI finished their investigation over the weekend, and I was afraid Jessie would hate me. She must hate all the men who took advantage of her while we were under the effects Mark’s mind control gas. How could she not hate us? What girl would enjoy getting gang-banged at her work.
Could I handle my Jessie hating me?
I trembled as I crossed the room to the breakroom. It was an ugly place: a few tables, terrible florescent lights that flickered, and a microwave that must be from the seventies, which was just sad. We sold microwaves. How much would it cost the company to break out one of the many microwaves we sold for fifty dollars? And the less said about the smells in the refrigerator the better.
My shift started at 11:45 so I clocked in right on time. Finished, I turned and almost bumped into Jessie as she strolled into the breakroom. My mouth went dry and my eyes widened when I noticed what she was wearing.
She looked so sexy today, almost like an entirely new Jessie.
Her cute face was transformed into a sexy vixen with blonde curls by the careful application of makeup. Her Buy Best polo looked two sizes too small for her and she clearly wasn’t wearing a bra. The outline of her breasts and the two tents caused by her hard nipples were obvious.
“Hey, Jessie,” I squeaked as I walked by towards the door. My face reddened with lust and embarrassment as my cock hardened uncomfortably in my underwear. “I…er…hi,” I stammered.
“Hi, Kevin,” she answered in her cute, bubbly voice.
My heart pounded with joy. She didn’t hate me. All I had to do was talk like a normal person. I just needed to tell her to have a nice day, then I could work my way up to asking her out for a cup of coffee. Something simple.
Instead, I stammered out, “Well..er…have a nice…um…yeah.” I groaned at my broken words That wasn’t how a normal person talked.
Flustered, I pushed past her, went through the doors, and stepped out onto the sales floor.
* * *
Jessica “Jessie” Smith
I blinked as nerdy Kevin pushed by me, my eyes staring at his butt. He had a cute butt. And he was hung. My pussy remembered the few seconds when he had fucked me during the orgy. I bet it would feel real good if he lasted longer.
A hot flushed through me. My pussy already grew wet, soaking my new thong. I needed to clock on so I could find some customer to satisfy my little pussy, but I still had a few agonizingly long minutes to wait.
Finally it was noon, and I clocked on. Typing in my employee number and password on the computer was satisfying.
I ventured out onto the sales floor. My job was to roam around the entertainment section, where the DVDs and Video Games lay, and satisfy customers. It was the number one rule. Just like the sign on the breakroom read. And I knew just where to satisfy my customers.
I had a naughty smile on my face as I prowled the store.
I spotted my first customer, a man in his late twenties, brown hair framing a serious face. My nipples ached, dimpling the front of my polo. I walked, rolling my hips and loving the way my tits bounced beneath my top while my nipples rubbed against the fabric of my polo.
“Hello, sir, is there anything I can help you with?” I asked with a sensual purr.
“I’m fine, I don’t…” His eyes widened as he trailed off, then he double take as he stared at my tits.
I giggled, bouncing cutely on my toes and letting my breasts jiggle beneath my tight shirt. My smile only grew as he swallowed, his eyes roaming across my body. His eyes stopped on my nipples, staring at how hard they were.
I was eager to satisfied him.
“I’m here to make sure you leave satisfied,” I purred, stepping closer and letting my left breast graze his arm. A naughty thrill shot from my nipple to my wet pussy. “And I do mean anything, sir.” As I thrust my tits forward beneath his gave, I giggled again, sounding so girlish and cute.
The man’s eyes were were glued to my tits while his cock bulged his pants. He definitely needed some satisfaction.
“Are you…?” he looked around then whispered, “Are you implying that you’ll…” He trailed off, licking his lips.
I stood on my tiptoes to whisper, “Back of the store are several restroom. I’ll be in the farthest one. Knock three times and I’ll let you in.”
“Fuck,” he muttered.
I felt his eyes glued to my ass as I swayed through the store. I didn’t look back as I navigated through the shelves. My pussy itched to satisfy the customer. I wanted to run, but I forced myself to walk and sway, enticing him with the promise of my sweet body.
The third bathroom was a single use, gender neutral bathroom. I slipped in. It was small and contained a toilet, a sink, and a changing station which dominated the room, leaving little room for anything else. It would be tight, intimate.
And that would just be more satisfying.
I pulled off my top, kicked off my shoes, and shimmed my tight khakis off, followed by my thong. It was cool in the air conditioned bathroom, and my nipples stood out hard. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, running a hand through the smooth lips of my shaved pussy.
Shaving my cunt for the first time had been a fun adventure yesterday.
My fingers came away wet from my vulva. I smiled as I rubbed my pussy lips again. I resisted the urge to bury my fingers up to my knuckles in my hot flesh and masturbate. I was here to satisfy the customer, not my horny pussy.
I let out a moan when the customer knocked three times.
This was it. Time to satisfy the customer. I took a deep breath and unlocked the door. The serious man walked in and he froze, witnessing my naked glory. I posed for him, my tits swaying as my hips undulated.
“This is really fucking happening,” he muttered in awe. “I’m not dreaming?”
I stepped up to him, took his hand, and placed it on my left breast. “Does this feel like your dreaming, sir?”
“No,” he breathed, his hand squeezing my tit. I moaned as his palm rubbed against my hard, little nipple, shooting delight down to my pussy. “I don’t have a condom.”
“Who wants to wear a nasty condom?” I asked with a giggle. I didn’t wear one last Thursday. It had been so hot to feel all those men’s cum squirt into me over and over and then to have their jizz run down my leg. “Isn’t it more satisfying to go bareback?”
“Fuck,” he muttered.
“Exactly,” I smiled, my hand massaging the bulge in his pants. My pussy clenched. I needed that cock in me. “Let’s fuck.”
My hands slid up. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly as he groaned, awe crossing his face. My heart thudded in my chest as I slipped my hand into his pants and beneath his tight, white undies. I found his cock. It was warm and throbbing in my hand. I pulled it out, pink and long, with a cute head and a bead of pre-cum leaking out. I ran my tomb across the head, smearing the precum around the head of his cock.
“Mmm, I can tell you need some satisfaction,” I purred, stroking his cock slowly in my hand. “Where would you like to stick your cock?”
“Where?” he asked. “You mean…?” His eyes glanced down to my wet pussy.
“You want to stick your cock in my little pussy?” I cooed with my bubbly voice. I turned, facing the sink. I bent over it, the porcelain cool on my stomach, and stuck my tight ass at him. I wiggled it. “C’mon big boy, stick that dick inside me. Let me satisfy you, sir!”
“Fuck, yes,” he groaned.
In the mirror, I watched as he stepped up behind me. I smiled, my pussy clenching. I looked so girlish and happy in the mirror, my gray eyes shining with lust, my curly, blonde hair framing my attractive face. His hands grasped my hips, his eyes gazing down at my ass.
“Let me satisfy you, sir,” I moaned. “I love to give excellent customer service.”
I moaned when his hard cock grazed my pussy. His dick’s head rubbed up and down my wet slit. Then his hard cock slammed inside me and filled me up. I gasped, gripping the sink with my hands as I came on his cock, the excitement building up inside me all morning finally released.
I was just so excited to finally be satisfying a customer.
“Fuck me,” I moaned, bucking back into his thrusts.
It was happening. I was satisfying the customer just like last Thursday. I spent all weekend masturbating with my favorite vibrator thinking about all the dicks that needed my cunt. I was so glad Mark showed me this new customer service technique.
He was an amazing man.
“Shit,” the man muttered as he slammed all the way into my pussy. He drew back slowly, so deliciously slow that a moaned escaped my lips. “Shit, shit, shit!”
He grunted and moaned as he fucked me. I rocked on the sink, the slick surface caressing my stomach while my pussy gripped his thick cock. My hair spilled around my face. I moaned with every stroke, loving every second of him inside me.
His groin smacked into my ass. The slap of flesh echoed through the room. I moaned, my pussy building to another orgasm. My hips had a mind of their own. They bucked back into him, stirring his cock around inside my pussy.
“So good,” I moaned. “You have an amazing cock, sir.”
“Damn, you’re just so fucking slutty,” he panted. “It’s my lucky day.”
“It’s because you’re a valued customer,” I gasped, clenching down on his cock. “I’m here to make your visit satisfactory.”
“You’re doing that. Your pussy is fucking amazing.”
His words stirred joy through me. I was doing my job and loving every second of it. His cock worked in and out of my pussy. His hips thrust faster. His balls smacked into my clit, bringing little gasps from my mouth every time.
My hands squeezed on the sink as the pleasure built inside of me. Every time he slammed into my pussy, new waves of pleasure coursed through my body. I slammed my hips back into him, squeezing my cunt on his cock as we fucked.
I watched us in the mirror. My own face was flushed and transformed by the pleasure churning out of my pussy. I loved his cock. My perky breasts swayed from the force of his strokes. Over my shoulder, his face twisted with pleasure, his pants growing louder and louder.
He was about to cum.
“Fuck, fuck!” he grunted. “Christ, I can’t believe this is happening. Fuck!”
“Mmm, is my slutty little cunt satisfying you?”
“Yes!” the customer panted. “Fuck, fuck! Oh, crap!”
In the mirror, I witnessed his eyes squeezing shut as he slammed his cock all the way into me. He grunted. And then there was that delicious sensation of cum flooding my slutty pussy. I groaned, my body trembling as I stared at his reflection, savoring the satisfied expression crossing his face.
I smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment. I followed the first rule of retail—I satisfied the customer.
He drew back and fucked me few more times. His final blast of cum squirted into my pussy. That last stroke of his dick was what I needed. I moaned while cunt contract around his dick. My orgasm burned through me. I gasped and panted, trembling on the sink as the joy flooded through me.
I sighed, buzzing in delight, and panted, “Oh, fuck that was nice. You have a great cock, sir.”
“What do we…uh…now?” the guy mumbled as he pulled out of me, my cunt suddenly empty and aching to be filled. His leaked out.
“Why, you finish your shopping, sir,” I answered happily. “Now that your cock isn’t backed up with all that cum, you can shop with a clear head. And, if you don’t mind, you could fill out a customer survey and let my boss know just how well I satisfied you.”
“Yeah, sure,” he muttered and then he put his cock away. He paused, then pulled out his wallet.
“Oh, sir, that’s really not necessary,” I protested. “I’m not a prostitute. Just someone dedicated to great customer service.”
“Then…um….think of it as a tip,” he said and shoved a pair of twenties into my hand before slipping out of the bathroom.
A tip. A naughty grin crossed my lips. Just a tip. I deserved it for going so far above and beyond my duty.
I folded up the twenties and stuffed them into my pants pocket then I wadded up a few pieces of toilet paper and cleaned up my messy cunt. Finished, I dressed and checked myself out in the mirror. I still looked hot, my cheeks flushed from the exertion, my hair a little mused. I had nice, sexy, just been fucked hair.
Perfect.
I slipped out of the bathroom and looked around the store. I satisfied one customer, but so many more needed to be helped. I noticed Kevin watching me and I gave him a friendly smile. He was definitely seeming cuter by the minute.
But then I spotted a Hispanic customer with a thick, black mustache on his handsome face. He had a nice set of shoulders, and my excited pussy knew who the next customer I had to satisfy was.
“Hello, sir,” I greeted. “Is there anything I can help you with?” I asked with the friendliest, most inviting smile I had as I brushed my breasts across his arm. “I’ll do anything to satisfy you, sir.”
The Hispanic man grinned at me as his cock hardened. “Anything?”
I moved my hand, placing it on his bulge, feeling his stiff shaft through his jeans. “Well, sir, the first rule of retail is to keep the customer satisfied,” I purred. “And I can just feel how much satisfaction you need, sir.”
“And how much will ‘anything’ cost me?” he asked.
“It’s free, of course. Just one of the services I give to keep my customers satisfied and cumming back for more,” I laughed. “But I do accept tips.”
* * *
Kevin Mattock
I spent my entire day discreetly watching Jessie and fantasizing about asking her out.
Jessie was quite friendly with our customers, walking up and being very helpful. Then she would disappear off to the bathroom. There must be something wrong with her? She seemed fine whenever I looked at her, but maybe she was just putting on a brave face. Whenever she noticed that I was starring at her, she would smile back at me, the cutest and most amazing smile of all time that sent my heart hammering with joy.
The day just seemed to drag on and on. Every time I glanced at my phone, I would swear time should be going faster. When I wasn’t watching Jessie or fantasizing about being with her again, I had to help the customers.
Today, they seemed especially stupid.
My mind was too focused on how I would ask Jessie out. Running through scenario after scenario, and I just couldn’t be bothered to give a damn about the customer’s stupid questions about tablets, or explain for the fifteenth time the difference between DVD and Bluray.
Finally, it was time for me to clock out. Instead of going home, I hung out in the breakroom. Jessie would be clocking out fifteen minutes after me. I would ask her out. I shouldn’t be nervous. I already had sex with her, so why was I so terrified of asking her out for a coffee? And she seemed happy to see me in the breakroom this morning. She never used to smile at me like she had all day.
“It’s a sign, Kevin,” I whispered to myself. “You just need to have some confidence.”
Jessie walked in. As the day wore on, her uniform looked a little more rumpled, her hair mused, and her makeup looked a little smeared in places. Her cute face was flushed and sweaty, and she was counting a wad of bills as she stopped before the computer were we clocked in and out at, a satisfied grin on her face.
Where had she gotten all that money?
No. That didn’t matter. Ask her out.
“Hey, Jessie,” I said. “How was your day?” I was impressed I didn’t stammer once. It was an improvement.
“Oh, hi, Kevin,” she said brightly. “I had a very satisfying day!” She laughed. It was like she had some inside joke that only she knew about.
“That’s good.” I took a deep breath. I could do this. “Would you…I mean…umm…Would you like to…you know…uhh…get some…ehh…coffee?”
Jessie blinked at me. “Are you trying to ask me out? For coffee?”
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak any longer.
She eyed me, a considering smile on her face. “Sure, I think that would be nice.”
My heart sang for joy, but I tried to play it cool. “Great,” I said. “Umm, shall we…you know?”
“Get going?” she asked with a smile, and I nodded my head. “Sure, let’s go.”
* * *
Jessica “Jessie” Smith
Kevin was so cute when he asked me out, I couldn’t say no. Plus, the memory of that cock fucking my pussy was seared into my cunt. A guy that hung deserved a little slack. My heart beat with excitement as we walked in silence a few blocks to the nearest Starbuzz coffee house. Kevin was clearly so nervous, he was afraid to say anything, but he was also so happy.
I thought he would float off. He was growing cuter by the second.
We waited in line until a board woman in a green polo took our orders.
“Venti Mocha,” Keven quickly spat out. Then he looked at me.
“Chai tea,” I answered.
Kevin payed. He didn’t have to, but before I could offer, since I had a few hundred dollars in tips from all the customers I satisfied, he whipped out his wallet and debit card. I gave him an encouraging smile.
When our drinks were ready, we found a table in the corner and sat down. I happily sipped my tea—it was delicious—while Kevin stared at me. His eyes kept glancing down at my breasts as they rose in my tight polo.
I smiled and wiggled, glad he noticed how great my tits looked. I bet his cock was so hard.
I let him stare at me for a few minutes while I drank in his rapt attention. I pursed my lips. While it was nice of him to ogle my tits and appreciate all the hard work I went through to look so slutty, it was getting boring.
“Are you going to speak?” I finally asked.
“Sorry. I just…” He worked his mouth, tongue-tied. “You’re just really pretty and I…I’m getting…yeah.” Kevin flushed and sipped his Mocha, looking down at his cup.
I reached across the table and grabbed his hand, feeling sorry for the guy. “I understand. You’re just nervous. So, let’s deal with that.”
* * *
Kevin Mattock
I blinked at Jessie. How were we dealing with my nervousness?
I didn’t expect her to stand up while still holding my hand. Her fingers were warm and slender and a tingle of electricity ran up my arm as I held her. She pulled me to my feet and led me through the coffee shop. I followed after her like a lost puppy as we headed to the restroom. She opened the door, pushed me inside, and locked the door behind her.
“What—” I started to say.
My words died when I saw her breasts pop out after she peeled the tight polo off. They were small, just a handful, but so beautiful, with hard, dark-pink nipples standing proudly erect. Was this a dream? Was Jessie Smith about to let me fuck her in the bathroom of a coffee house?
“Go ahead, you can touch the girls,” she cheerfully informed me.
I reached out and gently touched a warm, soft breast, giving it a squeeze. Her breast felt so amazing, soft yet firm. My thumb slid across her silky skin and brushed her hard nipple. Jessie gave a soft sigh as I touched the erect nub. Encouraged, I rub my thumb in circles about her hard nipple. She shuddered.
“Mmm, I like your hand on my breast, Kevin,” she purred then leaned in and fireworks went off inside me as her lips captured mine.
She tasted sweet, her lips soft and gentle, rubbing against my lips. At first I was stiff, not sure what to do, but her lips persisted. Catching on, I moved my lips and nibbled on hers. Her tongue fluttered against my lips; I parted them and let her agile tongue inside my mouth.
I was panting when she broke the kiss.
“You’ve never kissed a girl before?”
“No,” I answered.
“Well, you started to relax there at the end,” she murmured. “I bet you’ll get better, though.” Her hand rubbed at my hard cock through my pants. “Mmm, you’re as big as I remember from the Incident.”
“Are we going to…?” I trailed off, not sure what to say.
“Fuck?” she asked, then nodded her head. “After we fuck, I bet you’ll relax enough for us to talk.”
With that, she kicked off her shoes, then unbuttoned and shimmied out of her tight pants. She was standing there in just her red thong. The back disappeared between her perky butt cheeks and it fit her so tight it outlined her pussy lips. No pubic hair peaked out.
My dick throbbed; she was shaved.
I loved jerking off to shaved pussies. Then I remember what her pussy looked like on Thursday. How could I ever forget how her blonde pubic hair had been matted with the cum leaking out of her pussy right before I slid my dick into her?
“You’ve shaved since…” My word trailed off.
“It’s part of my new, sexy look,” she answered. “Like it?”
I could only nod.
“Wait until you see it without my thong in the way.”
I almost came in my pants as she pulled off her red thong, revealing her naked pussy. Her shaved, flush vulva had a creamy gleam about around the tight slit of her cunt. My cock was so hard, it felt like it was going to burst out of my pants.
“Mmm, now it’s your turn, big boy.”
I swallowed as Jessie reached out and unbuttoned and unzipped me. She reached in and grasped my hard cock. I groaned; her hand was so warm on my dick. She pulled out my shaft and stroked it, the head twitching.
“Mmm, that is a nice cock, Kevin,” she purred. “Probably the biggest I’ve ever had.”
How many cocks had she had? Her hand felt too good to worry about that, though, as she stroked up and down on my shaft. My eyes were locked on her pussy. It was so pretty. I should compliment it. Girls loved compliments.
“Well…uhh…you have a nice p-pussy,” I stammered, as her palm rubbed the sensitive tip of my dick. “The nicest pussy I’ve ever seen.”
To my amazement Jessie flushed prettily and her boldness vanished. Now she seemed so virginal. Not the sexual predator that lured me in here, but the young, cute girl I remembered from before the Incident. She bit her lip and trembled, staring at me with those wide eyes. My nervousness melted away.
I reached out and stroked her face. She sighed and rubbed her cheek into my hand, then kissed my palm. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in for a second kiss. I think I kissed her better the second time, and this time it was my tongue that invaded her sweet lips.
I had my hand at her breast again, delighting in the soft feel of it. She half sat on the sink, her hands on my cock, guiding me to her wet hole. My cock brushed her pussy lips. I moaned into her kiss as she swabbed my dick through her pussy lips.
This was happening again. I was about to fuck Jessie Smith a second time.
I thrust my hips forward and sank halfway into her. Her pussy was so tight around me, gripping me in her silky, wet embrace. She moaned into my lips, clutching me tightly as my second thrust buried me all the way into hot her depths
“Oh, yes,” she sighed, breaking her kiss. “That feels so nice inside me.”
“Yeah,” I agreed.
Her pussy felt as amazing as last time, tight and wet. My cock slid easily in and out, pleasure tingling throughout my entire body. Her hips wiggled on the sink, matching my thrusts as her arms held me tight. One of her arms slid down my back, and she gripped my ass, pulling me into her. I returned the favor, sliding my hand down and groping her perky butt.
“You feel so wonderful,” I whispered, kissing at her neck. “So hot and silky.”
“Go a little faster,” she moaned, then gave a throaty laugh as I sped up. “Yeah, oh fuck, yeah.”
I pistoned in and out of her, my cum building in my balls. I wanted to last longer, but this was so exciting. I grit my teeth as I fucked her. I wanted her to cum, too. I wanted Jessie to always remember the day we made love in the bathroom.
“Oh, yes, Kevin,” she panted. Her head fell backwards, exposing her pale throat.
I couldn’t resist. I pressed my lips into the nape of her neck and sucked at her pale flesh. She shuddered as I sucked and nibbled, her pussy clamping down on my cock. Her hips rose to meet my thrusts as she gasped and moaned.
I slammed harder and harder into her. I wanted to take my time, but she was too amazing. My churning balls slapped into flesh. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock. I hit that moment of no return. I would cum in her pussy no matter what happened.
“Jessie,” I gasped as my balls erupted.
The pulses of pleasure shot out of my cock. I slammed into her depths as my body trembled. The pleasure was so intense. Even better than last time. She trembled beneath me, her hips bucking up into my thrusts.
“Oh, yes, I love it when a guy shoots inside me,” she panted. “So good. Oh, yes. I’m cumming.”
Her pussy contracted on my softening cock and her body went rigid in my arms. She let out moans through her clenched teeth. Her thighs were tight about my hips until she shuddered one last time and then went limp.
“Wow,” I said. I made a girl cum. I made the girl cum.
Smiling happily, she kissed me again. “Mmm, let’s say we finish our drinks.”
“Sure,” I smiled.
When I pulled out, my milky cum leaked out of her flushed pussy. She grabbed a wad of toilet paper and wiped up the mess while I fastened up my pants. Then she calmly pulled on her thong and the rest of her clothes.
“That was awesome,” I told her as she pulled on her shirt.
Her face was flushed and her hair mused as she smiled happily at me. “It was.”
* * *
Jessica “Jessie” Smith
Kevin relaxed after he came. We finished our drinks then had a simple dinner at the teriyaki restraunt next door to the coffee house. There we talked about TV shows, movies, and video games. When Kevin found out I played Minecraft, I thought he would jizz in his pants.
His excitement was so cute.
But time pressed on. I didn’t want to go. I was having so much fun. “I’ll miss the last bus if I don’t go.”
Kevin was disappointed, but he was such a gentleman. He walked me to the bus stop and waited for the 402 bus to arrive. I climbed onto the bus and sat down, my head twisting to watch him wave goodbye as the bus pulled away from the curve.
The moment he was out of sight, I pulled out my phone and called him.
“Hey, Jessie,” he answered with obvious delight.
“We definitely should go out for coffee after work tomorrow,” I purred into the phone.
“Yes!”
I think I was his dream girl. I had no idea he had a crush on me. But it was so flattering. And he was so cute. I had a happy buzz as I rode home. I had figured out a new way to service the customers and maybe I had a boyfriend.
What a great day. I couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
To be continued…
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