Where it happened: Work
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I was 16 and it was time for me to start working. I got myself a job as a busboy in an Italien restaurant. Origianally I took the job cos I needed money and cos a good friend of mine worked there. I wasn’t really working forward to the job, though. I was gonna quit as soon as I got another, better job. That was until I saw who I would be working with. It was like something from one of those movies where they only cast beautiful women. I couldn’t believe it. Most of them were a couple years older than me, but I still enjoyed looking and fantasizing. Well I guess I’ve exagerrated a little and now my story seems unrealistic. Two of the hostesses (the girls who bring customers to their seats) and three of the waitresses were extremely hot. Only the hottest one, named Heather, was 18 but had a 26 year old boyfriend who she lived with. So I figured my chances with her were pretty low. But she was my favorite to look at. She had blonde hair with was usually up and hung about to her shoulders when it was up. Her face was perfect. Blue eyes, perfect nose, and perfect lips. And she had the best smile too. Then you look down a little, which I often did. Servers were required to wear white shirts and black pants to work, and most of the time she would wear this really tight white shirt. It was tight enough do that looking at her back and seeing no straps I knew she wore no bra. Unfortunately, however, although the shirt was white it was thick enough so that I couldn’t see through it. She had very nice breasts. They were larger than average, and perfect shape. The shirt was a v-neck, and when she bent down to pick something up you got a very nice shot of cleavage. I often masturbated at night thinking of that view. The bottom of her shirt just barely reached down to the top of her pants, so that every once in a while I could get a nice shot of her belly. Which was perfectly flat. Then there was her pants. Like her shirt, they were extremely tight. They hugged her crotch. All I wanted to do was just stick my hand down there and finger her. I masturbated to that a lot too. I masturbated a lot back then. Anyway, the pants were those kind that just barely came past her knees. Shins aren’t too sexual, but it was still nice to see as much skin as possible.
One Friday (a day which I worked regularly, which I often looked forward to cos I knew Heather worked that night too). I had been out of town for awhile and I was running low on clothes. I ran all around the house and found a shirt, pants, and socks. No underwear. I was running late, so I gave up and decided to freeball it. I tried not to do that too much cos I’m afraid of getting my scrotum caught in my zipper. After a while of working, I pretty much forgot that I had no underwear. Until I had to go to the bathroom. I walked in and unzipped and I remembered then (obviously). I drained my weasel and finished up. When I went to zip up (very carefully) it wouldn’t budge. So I used all my strength, and the zipper ripped off. The whole thing. Both sides of the zipper ripped clean off my pants, and left a gaping hole. It wouldn’t even close all the way. I would have panicked, but I wore an apron in my job so I just put that on and it was like nothing happened. After a while I was just doin’ my job. A couple times a couple asked me if I had seen Heather but I hadn’t for a great while. I missed looking at her, though. Anyway, I went back into the stock room to get some napkins for the dining room. I heard something that sounded like crying. I went into the back and saw Heather there crying.
“What’s wrong?” I said, sitting down next to her. “How long have you been back here?”
She said through her tears, “I just can’t stop crying.” She looked at me now. “Did someone pick up my table?”
“Yeah Meghan did” I said. Meghan’s pretty hot too. “You still haven’t told me why you’re back here.”
“Steve dumped me. He just up and left.” Steve was her 26 year old boyfriend.
“Are you sure he dumped you? Maybe he went fishing or something.”
“Shut up, Mike” she said, and just slumped down in my lap.
Ordinarily I would have gotten really horny at that, but I really did feel sorry for her. Although I never liked that Steve. He was an asshole. But I just want extremely hot girls to be happy.
Anyway, she was sobbing. She picked her head up then. “Oh, I got your apron all wet.” It was pretty wet with her tears, but I wasn’t gonna say anything. “Here, let me get you a new one,” she said.
Before I could say anything, she grabbed my apron and pulled it off. She froze and just stared at the gaping hole in my pants, where she could plainly see the shaft of my dick and some pubic hair.
“Oh my god,” she said raising her hands to her mouth. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize…”
“No it’s ok, it’s not your fault.” I had no idea what to say. I was standing there with my penis in plain view while this girl’s life was in crisis.
“So now what?” she said.
“I don’t know.”
“You want my apron?”
Before I could say something, she reached under her apron, and started doing something. Then she untied her apron and it fell off. Under it, her pants were unzipped. She slowly stripped them off. She was wearing pink lingerie underneath, and my cock sprung to attention out of the hole, and was now completely out. Heather reached out and grabbe my hand, and guied it to her stomach. She pressed it up against her shirt and then moved it down to her panties. Then she let go and let me take over. I put my hand under her panties and moved it down to her pussy. It was shaved, and pretty wet. I stuck my finger up her cunt and found she was very tight. I gave her a confused look.
“Hard to believe I’m a virgin?” she said.
Without a word I pulled her underwear all the way down with my one hand. I looked at her shaved pussy dripping with wetness, and I had to have it. I knelt down and kissed it once and flicked her clit with my tongue. She moaned a little. I moved my head up under her shirt. I was kissing her everywhere as I went up. When I reached her tits I found my suspicions that she didn’t wear a bra were correct. As I began to carress them with my tongue she lifted her shirt over her head. I sucked both her tits for awhile and then moved up further. I reached my hand down and massaged her mound while i nibbled on her neck. Her pussy was soaking wet now, and so was my hand after that. I pulled away from her and looked at her, standing there naked. She was rocking back and forth. She was ready to cum. She watched as I rubbed her juices onto my rock hard cock. I unbottoned my pants so they could fall off completely. I stepped out of them and came closer to her. I began to kiss her on the mouth now. I reached down and rubbed her pussy for a minute, then I moved it around to her ass.
“You ready?” I said between kisses.
“I’m more than ready,” she said. “I need it.”
That was all I needed. I thrust my cock into her pussy. She yelped and bit my tongue hard.
“You okay?” I asked as I slowly began to move my dick in and out.
She answered by moaning softly. Then she began kissing me so much more passionately until she was just licking my face all over. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around me. I walked forward and got her up against the wall and just started fucking the hell out of her. It was the best feeling I had ever experienced. Her pussy was so wet and so tight. I just kept thrusting my dick in and out of her. She was moaning very loudly now. It was almost like screaming. Then it got even louder as she began to have her first orgasm. She screamed at the top of her lungs and her pussy clenched tight around me. I felt her juices flow all over my dick and down onto my legs. If at all possible it felt even better now that her juices were all over. I just kept thrusting and she kept moaning until all the pleasure got more and more intense until I exploded inside of her. I unloaded loads and loads of cum. It was amazing. As I rested she put her head on my shoulder. She was out of breath, as was I. She took her legs out from around me and I took my cock out of her. It was dripping. She looked at that, then she looked at my legs, with were also soaked. She guided me to the bench we were sitting in before, and she kneeled down in front of me. She began to lick the juices off of my legs, when the boss cam back. She was pissed cos we were nowhere to be found, and when she saw what we were doing she fired us both on the spot. It’s ok, though, because I got Heather out of it. I was very surprised that she didn’t get pregnant, but she didn’t. We’ve been going out for the last four years, and we now live together. We have great sex every night. I love my life.
By the way, I haven’t worn any underwear ever since that night.
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