0 comments/ 155349 views/ 24 favorites Nightshift at Judy's Ch. 1 By: Dancing Sprite "You won't do it!" Wendy said, convinced that he was bluffing. Dave glanced over his shoulder to make sure the only customer in Judy's SuperBurgers was really the person he thought she was. "Yes, I will!" he assured her, grinning from ear to ear. "No way!" Wendy insisted. "Sure I'll do it!" "Then what are you waiting for?" "Let her finish her meal. It would be rude to interrupt her while she's eating." "You're trying to chicken out!" "I'm not! The moment she finishes off her burger, I'll walk over to her and do it." "No way!" "Watch me!" The next five minutes, Wendy and Dave, cashier and cook at Judy's SuperBurgers, watched in silence as their only customer dug into her SuperBurger, nibbled on her fries, and sipped on her coke. At 3:30 in the morning, she was most likely to remain the only customer for a while longer. At least Dave hoped so, since he'd need a little time to collect his bet. "She's done," Wendy pointed out immediately when the girl at the table had swallowed the last bite of her burger and fries. "Go ahead! No more excuses!" "Right. Watch this!" Dave said as he walked around the counter and out into the customer area. "And keep an eye on the front door." He walked straight to the table the girl was sitting at and bent slightly forward as he talked to her. Wendy watched and listened intently, but couldn't make out what they were saying. As their conversation dragged on for several minutes, however, with both of them smiling and laughing, Wendy got a bit worried and for the first time contemplate the possibility that she might actually lose her bet. A few minutes later, the girl smiled from ear to ear and nodded enthusiastically. Wendy cringed, fearing the worst. And sure enough, Dave sank down on his knees in front of her, pushed her skirt up and ran his hands all over her thighs. "Hot damn!" Wendy muttered as the girl raised her ass off the chair a couple of inches, allowing Dave to bunch up her skirt around her waist and pull her panties down. She considered walking over to their table to get a better view, but quickly decided against it. She wouldn't be able to see the door from there, and getting caught would cost them both their jobs which they depended on to pay their way through college. So Wendy stayed behind the counter, watching with rapt attention as Dave's head disappeared between the girl's spread legs. She couldn't see his tongue working on her pussy and slipping deep inside, but the expression on the girl's face confirmed beyond any doubt that he was indeed eating her out. Wendy stared at the back of Dave's head with a mixture of disbelief and fascination. As her nipples strained against her tank top and the first drops of moisture began to ooze out of her pussy and dampened her panties, she regretted that she had resisted Dave's advances. Three wasted days -- three wasted nightshifts, she corrected herself -- during which he had kept making passes at her and she had kept turning him down. Not that she wouldn't have liked to screw him; in fact, she was extremely hot for him and wouldn't have hesitated to spread her legs for him -- in a place where they had some privacy. But screwing him on the job, in a restaurant where people could walk in anytime and surprise them, just hadn't seemed like a good idea. But now she might have to do it. Probably. He had accomplished the hard part already; he had somehow convinced the girl to let him eat her pussy and Wendy didn't doubt that he'd be able to bring her off. To her own surprise, the thought excited her. Not just screwing him, but screwing him right there in the restaurant. While the very idea of having sex in a public place would have sent her running in the opposite direction just hours ago, watching Dave and the girl doing it right there in front of her eyes aroused her so much that she slipped a hand into her skirt and rubbed her pussy lightly, wishing it was her sitting there with Dave's head between her legs. The girl in the chair in front of Dave was obviously having a great time. Both her hands were clamped around Dave's head, holding it firmly between her legs and on her pussy, while her head was thrown way back, her mouth half open, and she was trying hard -- although not entirely successfully -- not to scream with pleasure. Wendy knew that the girl was about to climax, at which time Dave would have won his bet. Some rational part of her mind was still wondering why she had ever agreed to it, but the answer to that question was obvious enough: because she thought Dave was bluffing and she wanted to call his bluff. She had never expected him to really do it. But he was doing it. And he would win. Then she would have to . . . "Yeah, Dave! Wow! I'm coming! This is fantastic! Yeah!" The girl's screams put an end to her reverie. Wendy looked up and saw her shuddering and jerking in her chair, still holding Dave's head firmly between her legs, obviously in the throes of an intense orgasm. "Damn!" Wendy muttered again and pulled her hand out of her skirt reluctantly, not wanting them to see her jack off. When the girl's orgasm subsided, Dave stood up and helped her to her feet. She waved at Wendy and grinned before she pulled her panties up and straightened her skirt. Dave walked her to the door and gallantly held it open for her while she turned and smiled at Wendy. "He's good, go for it!" she laughed merrily before she walked out into the parking lot. Dave looked longingly at her back for a few moments, then returned to the counter. "I've won," he said proudly, his face still covered with the girl's pussy juice. Without hesitation, Wendy wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed him passionately, and licked the juices off his face. "I really didn't think you'd do it," she said admiringly. "I guess you want to collect your bet now?" "Right away," he smirked. "Want to do it here or in the kitchen?" She dragged him into the kitchen, where they couldn't be seen if a customer walked in on them unexpectedly, and kissed him again. "Just be gentle, I've never done that before." "You're a virgin?" Dave asked incredulously. Wendy burst out laughing. "Not really," she replied. "It's just that I've never had a dick up my ass." "You've missed a lot of fun," Dave smirked. "You don't say! I'm sure it's a lot of fun for you guys, but for us poor girls . . ." "It's fun for you girls, too," Dave assured her. "Once you've overcome your inhibitions and done it a few times, you'll love it." "You say so," Wendy said noncommittally. Although she wanted to believe him, she still had her doubts. "I'll prove it to you," Dave said. "Now pull your skirt up and take your panties off." Wendy hesitated a moment, then grabbed the hem of her miniskirt with both hands and wrapped it around her waist. As she slid her panties down her long, well-tanned legs, she stuck her ass out in Dave's direction and wiggled it slightly from side to side. "Very nice ass," Dave commented as she stepped out of her panties and kicked them aside heedlessly. "I can't believe nobody ever wanted to stick his dick up there." "It's not that nobody wanted to. I just didn't let them." Dave shook his head exaggeratedly. "You will, from now on," he said, very sure of himself and his ability to make her enjoy it. "We'll see," Wendy said as she bent over and rested her elbows on one of the kitchen tables. She stood with her legs wide apart and her puckered anus was clearly visible above her clean-shaven pussy lips. Dave took his dick out and had it fully hard after a few strokes with his hand. He set out to rub it along her wet and swollen pussy lips for lubrication, but stopped as another idea occurred to him. He quickly stepped over to the mayonnaise squirter and coated his dick with a thick layer of the white, gooey stuff, then extracted another handful, which he proceeded to work into Wendy's asshole. "Hey, what's that?" she squealed when his greasy finger slipped into her asshole. "My index finger." "Smartass! I'd be really disappointed if it were your dick. What's on it?" "Mayonnaise. Makes you nice and slippery. Now hold still and let me prepare your asshole." Wendy murmured something in response and spread her feet a little wider apart. "How did that feel?" Dave asked when he had worked most of the mayonnaise into her asshole. "Okay so far," she said. "But your cock is a lot bigger." "Don't worry about it. You'll love it," he said reassuringly and inserted two fingers past the second knuckle. "How's this?" "Feels good!" Dave waited a few moments until her sphincter relaxed a little, then added another finger. "And this?" Wendy was surprised that his fingers had slipped into her asshole so easily and without causing her any pain. As he wiggled them about and moved them slowly in and out, she decided to go for it all. "Stick your dick up my ass now!" she ordered before she could think too much about it and get scared of her own courage. Dave grinned from ear to ear as he pulled his fingers out and placed the tip of his mayonnaise-coated dick at her asshole. "Here it comes, baby," he said and pushed lightly. Her sphincter resisted the intrusion for a few moments, then gave way and allowed the head of his dick to slip right in. "Stop!" Wendy cried out as a bolt of pain shot through her entire pelvis. Strangely though, it mixed with a warm and pleasurable feeling and soon ebbed off, leaving only a dull throbbing. "Relax, baby," Dave said softly and waited patiently for her to get used to the new sensation. Wendy took a series of deep breaths while she made a conscious effort to relax. It worked. "Deeper!" she demanded as she adjusted to the dick invading her asshole. Dave pushed forward and slowly buried another inch of his dick in her. Wendy inhaled sharply as another bolt of pain spread out from her asshole, but to her relief this one wasn't nearly as intense as the first one and subsided much faster. "Deeper!" she cried again. "Give me more!" "Here you go," Dave laughed and pushed another couple of inches into her tight virgin asshole. Wendy felt almost no pain this time and found the throbbing in her asshole thoroughly enjoyable. Together with her euphoria at losing her anal virginity, it made her impatient for more. "Deeper!" she demanded again. "Give me all of it! Shove it all in!" "That's the spirit, Wendy," Dave complimented her, rather impressed with how fast she had gotten into it. He rammed the last two inches into her asshole and waited for another scream, but to his surprise it never came. Wendy took a series of deep breaths and held her ass absolutely still, willing her sphincter to relax even more. "God, my ass feels so full," she moaned between deep breaths. "Is it all in?" "It is," Dave said. "Six and a half inches of dick are buried in your asshole." "God," she panted again. As she became more comfortable, she began to wiggle her ass slightly from side to side, causing his rock-hard dick to rub against the walls of her rectum. "This is fantastic! Your dick feels so good in my asshole!" Dave snickered and gently patted her ass cheeks. "Ready for more?" "Yeah! Fuck me!" Wendy almost screamed. "Fuck my asshole!" Dave slowly pulled his dick out, then pushed it back in again, just as slowly, relishing the exquisite pressure of her sphincter on his dick as it slid back and forth. The thick layer of mayonnaise, both on his dick and in her rectum, eliminated most of the friction, but still the tightness of her sphincter and the satisfaction of having his way with her and taking her anal virginity excited him in the extreme. "Faster!" Wendy hissed when the full length of his dick was buried in her again. The sawing movement that had seemed to rip her sphincter apart at first had kicked her excitement to a new level, which she wanted to experience to the fullest before Dave would shoot his load into her and withdraw, leaving her empty. Dave settled into a slow, easy rhythm to give her time to adjust, then increased his tempo as she began to push her ass back at him and met each of his thrusts with one of her own. After several minutes he reached full speed, pulling his dick out of her almost entirely, then slamming it back in until his hips collided with her ass cheeks and his balls swung into her soaking pussy lips. Wendy moaned and screamed with pleasure as her asshole got fucked for the very first time. She had already decided that the pain at the beginning had been worth it. More than worth it, actually. As she got used to his dick penetrating the depths of her rectum, she enjoyed it more and more and repeatedly screamed for Dave to fuck her faster and harder. When Wendy felt Dave's movements getting jerkier and more erratic, she was already on the brink of a powerful orgasm, her very first anal orgasm. To make sure she got off before Dave blew his load, she reached between her legs with her right hand and slipped two fingers into the wet folds of her pussy, where they immediately found her engorged clit and rubbed all around it. "I'm coming!" Dave groaned moments later and slammed his dick balls-deep into her asshole. Wendy was ready. When she felt the first spurts of his cum gushing into her rectum, her own climax set in and rapidly increased in intensity. As wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her, she pulled her hand back from between her legs and rested it on the table in front of her to keep her balance. Dave huffed and puffed behind her and kept his dick buried deep in her asshole until the last drop of cum was spent and his organ began to deflate. The pressure of her sphincter pushed his dick backward until it finally slipped out of her asshole, allowing him to take a step back and look down into her mayonnaise-smeared ass and soaking pussy. He watched with fascination as a gob of cum trickled out of her asshole, which hadn't completely closed yet, and slid down towards her pussy. "We better clean up," he said as he surveyed the mess on her ass and his own dick. Wendy stood up with a deep sigh. "God, that was good!" she panted as she gripped a handful of paper napkins and began to wipe her soaked pussy and ass. "I should have done this years ago!" "I told you you'd love it," Dave laughed as he cleaned up his dick. "You've got one hell of an ass. I want to fuck it all the time." Wendy grinned from ear to ear. "Guess I could use some more practice. But you'll have to take care of my pussy, too. And I like to give head . . ." As they both continued to clean up in silence, Dave couldn't help but wonder what he had gotten himself into. But he did look forward to sampling her other holes and appreciated the opportunity to break up the boredom of long nightshifts with few customers during the small hours of the night. Wendy dumped the last of the napkins in the trash and inwardly sighed with relief that no customers had walked in during their escapade. She grabbed her panties off the floor and stuffed them into her backpack, deciding to go without in case Dave got hot again. "Funny," she giggled, "I think the graveyard shift has just become my favorite shift." Nightshift at Judy's Ch. 2 The day after Wendy had lost her anal virginity to Dave, her co- worker at Judy's SuperBurgers, while they were working the nightshift, she showed up for work in high spirits, wearing a miniskirt that covered less than a third of her thighs and no panties. Her tank top hugged her bra-less breasts tightly and her long, reddish-blond hair flowed freely over her shoulders as she walked briskly from the parking lot to the entrance, just in time for the start of her shift at 10 p.m. Dave would work with her again and the thought brought a smile to her lips. Dave, the first guy who had stuck his dick up her ass and had done it so expertly, had made her feel so good, that she was hooked now. Hooked on anal sex. Surely he would do it again as soon as the stream of customers ebbed off and they'd have a quite moment. That moment would be several hours away, however, and Wendy wondered briefly if she could stand the tension for so long without sneaking to the restroom and jacking off. Wendy knew she wouldn't be alone with Dave that night. Weekend nights at Judy's were always busy and the manager usually scheduled three or four employees to work the nightshift. Today would be not different, although Wendy still didn't know who she'd work with. She found out a few moments later as she walked past the counter and into the kitchen area. There stood Dave; Paul, a college drop-out and part-time cashier at the supermarket; and Terri, whom she knew from college and even shared a couple of classes with. While she had had sex with Paul before, she didn't know much about Terri and had never exchanged more than pleasantries with her. However, the way she was dressed -- tight denim shorts and a thin t-shirt that clearly revealed the lack of a bra -- didn't exactly make her look like a nun. Wendy didn't know if Terri was bi, but resolved to find out before the nightshift was over. She walked over to the trio and greeted them cheerfully, then wrapped her arms around Dave and kissed him on the mouth. Dave kissed her back enthusiastically and they spent the next few moments with their lips pressed together and their tongues dancing around each other. As soon as Dave released her, she practically jumped into Paul's arms and pressed her lips to his mouth. Paul returned her kiss eagerly and squeezed her ass cheeks through her skirt. Wendy thought he must have noticed the lack of panties underneath, but he didn't say anything about it. "No kiss for me?" Terri asked and pouted theatrically when Wendy wiggled out of Paul's embrace but didn't step over to her immediately. Wendy looked her up and down and smiled. "If you want one, you'll get one," she said finally. "I want one!" Wendy smiled brightly as she took Terri in her arms and pressed her half-open mouth on Terri's lips. Both girls tried to push their tongues into the other girl's mouth and they met halfway, probing softly and dancing around each other. "Come on, girls," a sourly voice coming from the direction of the counter interrupted them suddenly. "It's 10 p.m. Time for the nightshift to take over." Wendy reluctantly released Terri and turned to face the manager. "Spoilsport!" she said with feigned indignation. The manager, a 40ish guy with an athletic body Wendy hoped to screw one day, glanced hard at her. "You can kiss all you want when your shift is over. Now you have customers to attend." "Don't worry, Bob," Dave said quickly. "Every customer will get perfect service." "I hope so," the manager said as he waved the late shift out of the kitchen. "That's what we pay you for." Once the other employees, and especially the manager, were driving out of the parking lot one by one, Wendy, Terri, Dave, and Paul had nothing on their minds but getting their hands on each other and having fun, fun, fun. Unfortunately for them, however, the restaurant was still packed nearly to capacity and more customers were waiting in line at the counter. It would be more than two hours before the girls, both of them working the cash registers, would have a chance to chat without being overheard by customers waiting to place their orders. "Dave told me he took your ass-ginity last night. Is that true?" Terri asked as soon as the last customer, at least for the time being, picked up his tray and walked off to find an empty table. Wendy laughed out loud. "Ass-ginity? That's cool!" "Did he?" Terri asked again, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Yes, he did. And it was absolutely fantastic," she said dreamily and smiled from ear to ear. "You take it up the ass?" "I want to try it," Terri said. "What's it like?" "Wonderful, absolutely wonderful. You've got to try it for yourself!" "Did it hurt?" "Just a little in the beginning," Wendy replied truthfully. "But after a few minutes, it felt so damn good. I felt so full, you know, so absolutely stuffed with dick, it was incredible." "So it's worth a little bit of pain?" "Definitely!" Wendy said emphatically. "And you did it in the kitchen?" Terri wanted to know, as if she couldn't quite believe it. "Yeah. I leaned over the table with my skirt around my waist and he took me from behind. Just like that! He didn't even--" Wendy stopped in mid-sentence when the door opened and another group of customers walked in for a midnight meal. Customers kept trickling in in pairs and small groups and it was almost 1:30 in the morning before the girls had a chance to talk in private again. "Who do you think I should do it with? Dave or Paul?" Terri asked when they were finally alone at the counter. "Good question," Wendy said and thought for a moment. "Dave definitely has a lot of experience. His dick is a bit larger than Dave's, but not much. I'd go for Dave the first time and do it with Paul later." "Sounds like solid advice," Terri said thoughtfully. "What time do you think we can get started?" "Who knows. This place is a madhouse Friday and Saturday nights," Wendy replied, amused by Terri's eagerness to get rid of her anal virginity. "Yesterday it was past three before we had the place to ourselves, and that was Thursday night." "Shit," Terri sighed. "I'm so horny I could do it right now." "Those shorts will get in the way," Wendy pointed out mischievously. "You should have put on a skirt." "Oh shit, yes!" Terri groaned. "But I didn't expect to get fucked tonight. Dave told me about this only when I got here." "Well, it's too late to change now," Wendy smirked. "Maybe not," Terri said as an idea hit her and a bright smile spread out on her face. She walked around the counter without further explanation and threaded her way through the crowded restaurant. Wendy watched her curiously as she approached a table where two couples were sitting and digging into their burgers and fries with a healthy appetite. Terri talked with the group for several minutes and they all kept smiling and laughing cheerfully. One of the guys even fondled her ass a couple of times. Then one of the girls got up and she and Terri took off in the direction of the restrooms, their arms around each other's waists. Standing at the counter, Wendy watched the two girls disappear behind the door to the restrooms and wondered what they were up to. While she attended more customers, she kept an eye on the door and waited impatiently for Terri and her friend to reappear. Almost 15 minutes later, the door finally opened and the two girls came back into the restaurant. Wendy gasped when she realized that Terri was now wearing the other girl's miniskirt while her friend had Terri's shorts on. "Now I'm ready," she whispered in Wendy's ear as she passed her on the way to her cash register. "What the heck took you so long?" Wendy asked when they had the counter area all to themselves a few minutes later. "Well," Terri smirked, "Gina would only let me have her skirt if I ate her boyfriend's cum out of her pussy. And there was so much of it! Took some time to suck it all out." "Did she eat you too?" "Of course, but not as long. I didn't have any cum in me, you know, so she just sucked on my clit until I came." "Did you put your panties back on?" "Yeah, sure," Terri replied, not quite sure what Wendy was driving at. "Why?" Wendy asked, feigning surprise. "They just get in the way. Take them off!" Terri just stared at her. "You're kidding! I can't take my panties off in here!" "Nobody's looking our way," Wendy said after a quick glance around the restaurant. "Take them off!" Terri was dumbfounded. "I mean, I . . . I can't walk around here without panties!" she protested. "Chicken!" Wendy scoffed. "I'm no chicken!" "Yes, you are!" "No, I'm not!" "Then take them off!" "You take yours off first!" Terri demanded. "I'm not wearing any," Wendy said sweetly, knowing she had backed the other girl into a corner. "I don't believe that for a second! Not with a miniskirt like that!" Wendy grinned from ear to ear and glanced around the restaurant again. Not seeing anyone looking in their direction, she quickly lifted her miniskirt and exposed her naked pussy for a few seconds. "See? No panties. Now take yours off!" Still reluctant, but not wanting to be called a chicken again, Terri glanced around nervously, then reached under her miniskirt and quickly pulled her panties down her long legs. As she stepped out of them, Wendy reached out and cupped Terri's pussy with her hand, giving the moist lips a gentle squeeze before she ran her middle finger through the slit between them and upward through the crack of her ass. Terri was shocked and surprised by Wendy's aggressiveness and took a few moments before she jumped forward, out of reach of Wendy's hand, and straightened her skirt. "Don't like to be touched there?" Wendy teased her when she turned around again. "I love it," Terri replied. "But do we have to do it out here in public?" Wendy shrugged her shoulders. "Why not?" "Because we might lose our jobs if we get caught, that's why." "Jobs like these are a dime a dozen," Wendy said and shrugged again. "And we won't get caught if we're careful." "You say so," Terri said without much conviction. Wendy's hand on her pussy had aroused her, though; had aroused her very much, in fact, and she couldn't wait to get her hands on Wendy and the guys in the kitchen. As it turned out, though, they had to wait. They slipped their hands under each other's skirts occasionally, rubbing and exploring the naked pussies underneath and tasting the juices that clung to their fingers, but the steady trickle of customers didn't allow them to do any more than that. When the last customer finally left a few minutes before 4:30 and Judy's was empty for the first time that night, Wendy and Terri were so horny and their pussies throbbed so badly that they could barely contain themselves. As soon as the last car pulled out of the parking lot and headed down the street, Dave and Paul rushed out of the kitchen and grabbed the girls from behind, rubbing their tits through their thin tops, and kissed their necks. "Boy, did I wait for this moment!" Dave exclaimed as he slipped his right hand into Wendy's skirt and ran his fingers up and down her pussy lips. "Terri wants to lose her anal virginity, too," Wendy said and grinned at Dave over her shoulder. "Interested in the job?" "Of course I'm interested!" Dave exclaimed enthusiastically. "Ummm, wait a moment," Terri said. "If it's okay with you guys, I'd like to see Wendy getting fucked in the ass first." "Fine with me!" Wendy cried immediately. "Paul, you game?" "I'm game for anything," Paul smirked, "especially if it involves my dick and your ass." He released Terri from his embrace and nudged Dave aside, who was still standing behind Wendy. "You want to do it right here at the counter?" she asked, a bit surprised but not entirely adverse to the idea. "Why not? Easier to keep an eye on that door," he said and pointed to the entrance. "And if somebody opens that door?" Terri asked nervously. "Then we'll just disappear into the kitchen and we'll be out of sight," Dave said reassuringly as he stepped over to Terri and wrapped his arms around her from behind. "I don't know," Terri said, still not entirely convinced. Listening to Terri's objections, Wendy was rapidly running out of patience. Her pussy was throbbing like crazy and she was more than anxious to get started. "Come on, Paul, get your dick into me!" she said as she bent over the counter and bunched her miniskirt around her waist, exposing her naked ass and wet, hairless pussy. Paul's dick was ready. As soon as he unzipped the fly of his jeans and pulled it out, it stood up proudly, a drop of pre-cum already clinging to his piss hole. He positioned himself behind Wendy's outstretched ass and ran his rock-hard dick through the slit between her red and swollen pussy lips to lubricate it. "Be careful," Dave said with the air of an expert. "It's only the second time she gets it up the ass." "It's the fourth time, smartass," Wendy corrected him, slightly irritated at his tone of voice. "You're not the only guy who fucks me! Now stick it in, Paul!" Paul was most happy to comply. Without saying a word, he kept rubbing his dick against her pussy lips until it glistened with her juices, then placed the tip of his dick at her asshole and pushed forward. "Yeah!" Wendy screamed as the head of his dick slipped past her sphincter and into her rectum. "Deeper! Stick it all in! Fuck my asshole!" "Jeez," Paul muttered and pushed his dick deeper until his pubic hair grazed her ass cheeks. He waited a few moments until her sphincter relaxed a bit, then began to fuck her at a leisurely pace, pulling about three quarters of his dick out of her asshole before shoving it back in. "Faster!" Wendy demanded. "I can take it! Fuck me harder!" At the same time, she began to push her ass back at Paul to meet each of his thrusts with one of her own. Paul increased his pace gradually until his dick went in and out of her pussy almost as fast as if he were fucking her pussy. "Yeah! That's it!" Wendy screamed, finally satisfied with his pace. "Fuck my asshole! Fuck me hard!" Terri stood a few feet away and watched with rapt attention as Paul pounded Wendy's asshole. The way the other girl shrieked and moaned and ground her ass against Paul made it more than obvious that she was having a great time and really enjoyed the dick sawing in and out of her asshole. Her earlier doubts as to the wisdom of doing it right there at the counter rapidly gave way to excitement and an intense desire to get rid of her anal virginity as soon as possible. Having Wendy and Paul watching her while it happened would only make it all the more exciting. While his eyes wandered back and forth between the fucking couple at the counter and the front door, Dave couldn't help but notice how excited Terri was getting. Her breathing was getting heavier and her nipples were straining against her tight t-shirt so hard they looked like they might rip through the thin fabric any moment. Dave himself was highly aroused by the prospect of popping Terri's ass cherry and wished silently Paul would hurry up and shoot his load so he and Terri could get started. After what seemed like an eternity to Terri and Dave, Wendy's moans turned into almost continuous screams and her ass jerked every which way erratically. "I'm coming! Fuck me harder! Faster!" she screamed and reached between her legs with one hand. She flicked her engorged clit mercilessly with her middle finger, adding to the stimulation Paul's dick in her asshole was providing, until she passed the point of no return and an intense orgasm gripped her, making her scream like a banshee. Moments later, the first spurt of Paul's cum shot into her quivering asshole. He moaned and groaned unintelligibly as he rammed his dick balls-deep into her ass and held on to her, his entire body shaking with the force of his climax. Wendy collapsed on the counter and shuddered with every wave of orgasmic bliss that washed over her. Panting and whimpering, her arms stretched out in front of her, she lay there until her orgasm subsided and she found the strength to push herself up and stand on her wobbly legs again. "Wow, Paul, that was good!" she panted when he pulled his spent dick out of her asshole and stepped back to clean himself up with a wad of paper napkins from the counter. "Jesus," Terri murmured as she watched Paul's dick plop out of Wendy's asshole, which remained wide open for a moment before it started to contract slowly. A gob of cum oozed out of it and slowly trickled into her soaking pussy, mixing with the juices running out of her snatch in copious amounts. Terri was tempted to kneel down and lick it right up, but then decided not to. The most pressing business at hand was getting her ass cherry popped and nothing would distract her until that mission was accomplished. While Wendy and Paul where still cleaning up and recovering from their orgasms, Dave stepped up behind Terri and massaged her ass cheeks through her miniskirt. "Ready, babe?" he asked, trying hard to keep the urgency out of his voice. Terri took a deep breath before she replied. "All ready. Do it!" "You can still bail out," Wendy said sweetly. "If you don't want him, I'll take him." "Bail out your ass!" Terri said cheerfully. "Do it, Dave! Pop my ass cherry!" "Lean over, baby, and enjoy your last moments as an anal virgin," Dave said hoarsely as he unzipped his jeans and released his dick from its confines. Terri pulled her skirt up, leaned over the counter, and stuck her naked ass out at him. A few strokes with his hands got Dave's dick fully erect and he wasted no time inserting it into Terri's soaking pussy, which clamped down on it immediately and held it like a fist. Then he reached down and scooped up some of the pussy juice that coated her pussy lips and thighs and stuck his wet forefinger into her asshole. "Yeah, that feels good!" Terri moaned. "Now stick your dick in!" Dave ignored her for the time being, squeezed his middle finger into her asshole, too, and finger-fucked her leisurely. "Stick your dick up my ass!" Terri demanded again. "Take it easy, baby," Dave said soothingly. "You'll get my dick up your ass soon enough. Now relax a little. I don't want to hurt you." "Don't patronize me, fuck me!" Terri screamed impatiently. "Fuck me in the ass! Now!" "Listen to this chick!" Dave said incredulously as he twisted his fingers in her asshole and added a third one. "What's the rush, Terri?" Wendy chimed in. "You've lived happily as an anal virgin for more than 20 years, what's a few minutes more? Take your time and relax." "I am relaxed!" Terri cried stubbornly. "I want to get fucked in the ass now!" Dave shrugged his shoulders and sighed exaggeratedly. "Don't blame me if it hurts," he said as he pulled his fingers out of her asshole and his dick out of her pussy. "Here it comes!" "Do it! Fuck me in the ass!" Terri screamed again. "Fuck me now!" Dave guided his dick to her asshole and pushed forward, increasing his pressure slowly until her sphincter gave way and the tip of his dick slid past it and into her rectum. "Yeah! Deeper!" Terri cried immediately. Dave placed his hands on her ass cheeks and pulled them apart with his thumbs. Just as he was about to push forward again, Terri rammed her hips back violently and forced his entire shaft up her asshole in one hard plunge. "Ah, that hurts," she groaned when her ass came to rest against Dave's hips. Everybody at the counter held their breath while Terri inhaled deeply and moaned. Dave held her hips firmly to keep her from moving her ass and hurting herself even more. "Want me to pull out?" he finally asked. "No! I'm okay. I'm okay!" she panted. "This feels so good! God, this is great! Fantastic!" Moments later she started to grind her ass against Dave's hips and wiggled them about despite the hands trying to hold her in place. Nightshift at Judy's Ch. 2 "Take it easy," Wendy said again. "No need to rush it." Terri ignored her. Too horny and excited with the loss of her anal virginity, she jerked her hips harder and screamed at Dave to start fucking her. Dave acknowledged the futility of his attempts to slow her down and relaxed his grip on her hips, allowing her to grind her ass harder and harder against him. He felt that she was indeed relaxing a little since the pressure of her sphincter around his dick diminished slightly but noticeably. While he slowly pulled his dick out of her asshole, he scooped up more pussy juice, which was oozing out of her snatch and running down her thighs, and smeared it on his dick as it came out of her. "Fuck me!" Terri demanded again. "Fuck my asshole!" Coated liberally with pussy juice, his dick slid into her much easier this time. He slowly shoved it back in until it was buried in her asshole to the hilt and waited for Terri's reaction. "Yeah! Wow!" Terri screamed. "Fuck me! It doesn't hurt anymore! Fuck me! This is fantastic! Fuck my asshole!" Dave pulled his dick out of her again until only the head was still lodged firmly in her asshole and smeared more pussy juice on his shaft. As soon as he started to push it back in, Terri threw her ass back at him again and let out another wild scream. This one, however, was clearly a scream of pleasure, not of pain, and everybody around the counter relaxed noticeably. "Wow! This is fantastic! Fuck me!" Terri screamed again and jerked her hips even wilder. Dave was finally convinced that she had relaxed sufficiently to take his dick up her ass with little or no pain marring her pleasure. He settled into a slow and easy rhythm and fucked her with leisurely thrusts. As she picked up his rhythm and matched each of his thrusts, he increased his tempo and fucked her faster, encouraged by her nearly continuous screams of "Fuck my ass!" and "Faster!" and "Harder!" which echoed through the entire restaurant. "What a screamer," Wendy said to Paul and shook her head. They stood a few feet away from the fucking couple, watching Terri's ass intently while at the same time keeping half an eye on the front door and the parking lot beyond it. "Yeah," Paul agreed immediately. "Loudest chick I've ever seen." As if to underline his words, Terri's screams picked up another notch as her climax set in. When the first wave of pleasure raced through her body, she let out an earsplitting "I'm comiiing!" and collapsed forward onto the counter. Dave held her hips firmly to keep his dick from slipping out of her asshole and pumped harder. After only a couple of thrusts his own orgasm set in and he buried his dick in her to the hilt while he shot his load of cum deep into her bowels. Panting and moaning, Terri and Dave rode out their orgasms and finally disengaged, still breathing hard but completely satisfied -- at least for the time being. "Guys, that was fantastic!" Terri panted. "Fan-fucking-tastic! I should have done that years ago!" "Whenever you want to do it again, I'm available," Dave smirked. "Me too!" Paul exclaimed immediately. "Sorry, guys, but that'll have to wait," Wendy said and pointed at the parking lot, where three guys were just climbing out of an old and tattered pickup truck. "Shit!" Paul exclaimed dejectedly while he looked longingly at Terri's naked ass and marveled at the amount of pussy juice and cum trickling down her thighs. Dave and Terri, who had just begun cleaning themselves with paper napkins, quickly disappeared into the kitchen, where the customers wouldn't be able to see them. "We can continue tomorrow," Wendy said as she noticed Paul's disappointed face. "I can not!" he groaned. "I'll work the late shift tomorrow!" Wendy burst out laughing. "Get on the nightshift, it's much more fun," she suggested sweetly as the first of the early birds reached the door and pulled it open.