A fun day at work

In about half an hour you reach the cafe you work at. On the way, you cannot help but let your eyes wonder around the urban landscape, trying to spot its tiny inhabitants; before your adventures with the tiny couple, you barely paid attention to how the lilliputians even navigated a city that was built to house brobdignagians like her, who the hell does someone so tiny manage to live in a place so big?

And yet, they do, and they thrive even. Lemuel city would not be half the city it is without lilliputians; hell, without their technology it would not exist at all, at least not in the shape you know and love.

The cafe is busy that day. Your manager is an old and grumpy lilliputian, but he is quite sweet under his rough exterior. He did hire you even if you were without any real experience for the job. With your eyes open to the world of mixed-size sex, you start to suspect his intentions had not been entirely pure, but he always treated you and the other employees well. He still does.

You change into your uniform, being careful not to put pressure on your tiny passengers. They have been still for a while now, the tremors you caused walking around were probably too much for them to handle, but they are now stirring again. You inadvertently bit your lips, feeling them squirm around your folds, are you that sensitive down there? You can barely feel their touch, but you are still feeling like you need to masturbate right there and then.

You start your shift. People of all sizes enter and sit down, while you take their orders and bring them food and beverages. You take extra care in serving your lilliputian costumers that day, and while many look a little concerned by how close you get, you do notice some very thirsty eyes among the crowd. How have you never noticed this before?

It is when you are about to serve a lilliputian family that you feel your passengers get active again. Very active. Your muscles tense up for a second, while a shiver spreads through your body, as you feel the girl push against your pussy, and the boy humping her from behind. The lilliputian mother looks at you perplexed by your hesitation, "Is everything all right?" She asks.

"Y-Yes, ma'am. Terribly sorry. A little injury acting up, nothing to worry about" you say, with one breath, while your cheeks turn tomato red.

"She's all red! Do all giants turn red?" The lilliputian child says, "that's so cool!"

You cannot help but smile at his words. "Aww, thanks little guy! Have a good breakfast, and sorry again!" You say, and leave.

You run towards the bathroom, where you splash some cold water on your face. That was close. You feel dirty, but that only fuels your arousal. As you try to calm down, you can feel the couple in your pants go crazy. You cannot resist anymore! You rush to one of the stalls and close the door. "Fuck, you two are too much for me!" You bring a hand under your shirt, to your boobs, while you slowly push your other hand into your panties.

The two stop for a second, seeing your fingers appear above them, but they eagerly go back to their wild fucking as soon as they see you stop at your clit. Drops of sweat run down your forehead, as you rub your digits against your sex, and the lilliputians keep fucking each other, in what must be to them an ocean of of female juices.

You body is shaken by shiver after shiver of pure pleasure. Each one of their tiny movements sending waves of pure electricity down your spine. All of the arousal you accumulated during the hour or so of work push against your mind, until the walls crumble and your climax charges in, victorious.

Your moans turn into grunts of pleasure, as you try to keep your mouth shut. Your legs barely support your weight, you lean against the wall of the stall. "God, fuck, God" you keep saying, between trouble breaths.

It takes what feels like entire minutes before you can calm down. You take a deep breath and bask in the afterglow, the bathroom finally falling silent.

Too silent. Your two passengers are not moving. Panicking, you pull your panties open, to see the two covered in your cum, in each other's arms. "Are you ok?"

"That... was... the best sex... ever" the girl says.

A wave of relief calms your heart down. God, that was intense. You cannot wait to do it again. For the first time in your life, you wish your shift may never end.