An unwelcome stranger

You sit back on your heels basking in the glow of your first orgasm as a girl. Your body is still shaking and you feel a deep warmth still spreading over you. You close your eyes to the sight of Cody’s big dick oozing drops of cum. You lick the last dregs of sperm off your lips with a satisfied sigh.

Suddenly there is a huge crash as the door to the Shack bangs open and a booming voice shouts “what the flying fuck is going on here? Why are there fucking customers outside waiting? Who is this fucking slut? Where the fuck is John?”

Mr Cassiano strides over and looms over you as Cody tries desperately to stuff his cock away while pulling up his pants. “I... we... sorry...fuck.,” he stammers as Mr Cassiano looks down at you. “Forget it fuckface. Now who the fuck are you”? Mr Cassiano growls glaring at you.

You cannot believe it but you feel tears full you up and then you start sobbing. What has happened to you! “My..my.. my name is Amy. I ... I... am Johns cousin. He is sick and I came to cover his shift.”

“That no good cunt. That’s it. I am done with him.” He snarls as he gets his phone out and starts dialling. “I am calling his old man and then I will deal with you two”.

“Please Mr Cassiano. Please give him a break. I know what I am doing. I can cover his shift.” You beg through your tears.

“Why the fuck should I? You can’t win me over with a quick blow job you stupid slut” he sneers as he puts his phone down and slumps into a chair at the nearby table.

You climb to your feet, tugging your skirt down to cover your stockings and look at him, uncertain of what to do.

“Fuck you are stunning though ain’t you”? He sighs. “Come here and stop fucking crying. You will scare my customers away. You walk over to him. He pulls you close and rests his hand on your thigh, stroking distractedly. “Very very nice” he sighs as he slides his hand up higher, under your skirt. You feel his hand reach your bare thigh and stroke across it. You gasp as his fingers pull your panties aside. “That’s right sweetie. You be a good girl and stand nice and still” he says quietly concentrating hard on his explorations. Your eyes stray to his engorged cock pushing hard on his pants. You find yourself imagining what it would feel like in your hand and in your mouth and in your pussy. You feel your body responding to these thoughts as he slips a finger into your tight pussy and you find yourself clamping down on his hand as he slips a second finger into you. Your pussy is still fluttering from your orgasm and you feel the pleasure building again. “Fuck you are so wet. Did you really get off on swallowing that pricks jizz baby”? You gasp as his fingers thrust in and out of you and a little moan escapes your lips. “Fucking hell you are on heat aren’t you”? Suddenly he stops and pulls his hand out, licking his fingers. “You taste so good. Now take your top off. Let’s see those teen titties. You want to save that fucktard cousin of yours job don’t you”?

You nod nervously and pull your t shirt over your head. You feel the cold air on your bra and look down to see your perfect pert breasts with their big erect nipples thrusting against the lace.

“Oh my fucking God. They are the most beautiful tits I have seen in my life. Take that bra off. Let them free”. He says, his eyes fixed on your perfect orbs.

You reach behind and unclip the bra teasing the cups away from your breasts. His hands reach up to caress your erect nipples sending more waves of pleasure shooting straight to your throbbing clitoris.

“I know what I need you to do now Amy. Fucktard, bring the girl one of the little waitress aprons” he shouts at Cody. “ take off that skirt beautiful. You are going to make me and my customers happy. If I am happy then John keeps his job. Capeche?”

You nod nervously as you ease your skirt down to your ankles and step out of it your breasts bouncing as you move. Then you are standing in your stockings and the minute g-string. Cody hands you the apron and you gladly wrap the strings twice around your tiny waist. The flap of the apron covers your panties at the front but little else. Mr Cassiano fondly strokes your arse sending shivers down your spine. “Right Cody. Let them in. Let’s see what the little girlie can do”. He strides over to scribble the days ‘specials’ on a chalkboard and can’t help but notice that you are prominent under the headings ‘BJ’, ‘back door’, girl on girl’ and ‘bent over the table’. He then opens the door and you hear him start to bring the customers in as you feel a sudden dread about what is about to happen to your almost naked but inviting body.