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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."
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."
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