Go inside the cafe

In our new (but still dripping wet) outfits, we walked inside the cafe, where we were greeted by the sounds and sights of sex. A middle aged woman was riding a man in the corner, moaning loudly as her boobs bounced. A group of friends were sitting around a big table, chatting away and touching each other. The tallest one, a blonde with pink highlights, had her legs lying on the table and a vibrator lodged deep inside her pussy. There were splatters of cum on their table and on their plates, but they had already finished eating and drinking. The only other customers were two guys (possibly brothers) fucking with intensity against the back wall - it was a bit early for lunch, so the cafe was understandably quiet.

"By the window?" Poppy asked, my shirt (now hers) dripping onto the floor. She had left it unbuttoned and I appreciated the view of her glistening wet boobs.

"Sure," I said, and we made our way to a nearby table, which, like the rest in the cafe, were much lower in height than the ones for working in college. This way, there was never anything blocking the view, and keeping the tabletops and chairs at the same height made it easier to pee and fuck. I lowered myself onto the self-lubricating dildo in the chair, whilst Poppy did the same. She hesitated for a moment, struggling to decide between pussy and butt for her dildo. With a shrug she chose butt, engulfing the dildo with a loud sigh and continuing to finger herself. In response I began to stroke my dick, which was already hard again.

"Welcome to CumCakes! How can I help you today?" a waiter came up to our table. He looked to be in his late twenties, and was fairly tall with a muscular body. He was entirely naked except for an apron, which covered his front down to his knees, but left his backside entirely exposed, revealing a tight butt and muscled legs. His apron had a few dried cum stains on it, and his hair was wet from someone's pee.

"Can we get two lunchtime specials?" Poppy asked the man. He wrote down the order, and slid the notebook into his apron pocket. I could see the outline of his erect dick through his apron.

"Come over here for a sec" Poppy said to the waiter, who walked over to her. Giggling, she felt up his butt and motioned for him to kneel down in front of her. Soon after, the man was lapping at her pussy whilst she moaned in pleasure. This was a fairly normal sight - service staff contractually give consent when they're working, and customers were generally nice enough to not **** their power. Giving oral, fucking and being peed or cummed on happened to everyone in normal life anyway. I was tempted to get the waiter to give me a handjob at the same time, but I was hungry, and the sooner he made Poppy orgasm the sooner he'd start making our food.

Whilst Poppy played with the waiter, I pulled out my phone and browsed facebook with my free hand - it was always nice to see what other people were up to, especially when they came with picture updates. I saw photos of Tracie's cousin's wedding: walking under the pee aisle, the bride and groom's first fuck and the orgy later on. Tracie's cousin had chosen a fairly conservative wedding dress, which unusually covered her all the way to her ankles! She looked a little out of place in the photos with most guests wearing two or three items of clothing maximum, including her new husband, who was naked except for a cropped suit jacket and tie. Sadly, I didn't get to attend the wedding since it was halfway across the country, it looked like a hot time nonetheless. I also saw pictures from Heather's sister's 26th birthday party - the cum-covered birthday girl was wearing a dress ripped down the middle to expose a pair of huge, swinging boobs. She was smiling and peeing out her birthday candles, whilst friends and family touched and groped her wet body.

In the "recently updated" tab there was a new selfie from Lin, who I would never have been able to recognise if I didn't have her account name. She was completely covered from head to toe in a thick white blanket of cum, with the only visible feature being her eyes. In the photo she was surrounded by the college football team, who must have only just got her, considering how long it would have taken her to collect all that cum. I wondered if she would keep that cum on her for the whole match, or maybe get the crowd to hose her down with pee during the interval.

"Hey John can you cum in his hair?" my scrolling was interrupted by Poppy, who was evidently getting close to orgasm. The waiter between her legs had sped up the process with a few fingers and Poppy's entire body was beginning to quiver. I masturbated faster and soon stood up and walked over to the two. With a quiet moan I came, spurting cum into the waiter's hair and Poppy's crotch. Turned on by the sight, Poppy came, her girl cum gushing out of her pussy, drenching the waiter's face.

As Poppy stroked herself in contentment, the waiter got up, face dripping wet. "I'll get started on your food," he said and walked off, my cum dripping out of his hair down his face and onto his apron. I didn't have sex with men anywhere near as much as with women, but it was a nice change from time to time. As the waiter stepped away into the back kitchen, me and Poppy followed his tight butt until it was out of sight, and then lingered on the two men against the back wall, who at this point I was fairly certain were either dating or brothers (likely both). One was on his knees with the other's dick in his mouth, who was letting out a low moan. The sight was clearly enough for Poppy, who had fished a long purple dildo out of her backpack and was sliding it inside her wet pussy.

I chatted to Poppy as we waited for our food. College was going on break in a week and she planned to go on vacation with her boyfriend Tom. They had VIP tickets booked for a concert by her favourite artist, Slissa Pisser, which included a pass to the afterparty orgy.

"Oh John it's going to be so hot! We have front row seats so Slissa will definitely pee on us during the show! And I'll get to fuck her afterwards! Tom's never been to a Slissa concert before so he's going to love it too!" she exclaimed, now thrusting her dildo with speed. I felt the need to pee, so aimed my dick at her and let go all over my friend. My pee stream landed on Poppy's face, and she opened her mouth to drink some. The rest flowed down her body, wetting her exposed boobs and slicking down into her crotch. Poppy smiled appreciatively and soon came loudly.

Soon the waiter returned with two plates - sadly, the lunchtime special was mostly salad. He also set down two empty cups on the table - we hadn't yet ordered drinks.

"No drink for me, I'm in the mood for more pee," Poppy said to the waiter, then holding the glass under her pussy and filling it up with her pee. I ordered a juice and started eating.

When the waiter came back Poppy turned to him. "Can you cum on my salad?" she asked. The waiter pulled his apron to the side and began to stroke his dick. Feeling generous, Poppy beckoned him closer and took his dick into her mouth - not an enthusiastic blowjob, but a functional one. Soon the waiter came with a small moan, leaving a few jets of cum on her salad. I wasn't the biggest fan of cummed-on food - I could handle food with pee or girl cum alright, but I preferred to keep eating and fucking separate. But for many people, like Poppy, sex and pee were such indispensable parts of life that even eating would feel strange without them. As Poppy tucked into her food, strands of the man's cum fell onto her face.

I looked out the window as I ate. A small crowd had gathered in the opposite plaza to watch a street magician. He was performing a trick on what I assumed was his assistant, a pretty blonde wearing exactly three strands of fabric. With a volunteer from the audifence sucking his dick, he seemed to be changing the size of his assistant's boobs and butt. A final round of applause signalled the end of the act, and the crowd dispersed, some waiting to have sex with the two.

Poppy's phone suddenly rang, and she reached for it with cum-stained hands. As she began talking her eyes lit up, it was her boyfriend Tom. the front door of the cafe opened and I saw two Asian girls walk in. I immediately recognised them as the two I had met earlier, the sisters Tara and Jess. Since I had last seen them, they had a lot more cum stains, some still fresh, including a drop right on the tip of Jess's nose. Their matching black dresses were no longer the same, since Tara's had a large rip down the side, leaving her left boob hanging out. This was no big matter since clothing was cheap to buy and replace, and often ripped clothes were a fun part of a day's sex.

I looked back at Poppy, who seemed like she would be on the phone for a while. She was talking to her boyfriend whilst sipping her glass of pee. I had just about finished my food, so had a bit of time to kill. I got up and walked over to the two girls, who were now talking to the same waiter.