The Waitress [FF]

As a young girl, my biggest problem was asserting myself. Having gone through a series of abusive relationships, I came out on the other side stronger and more confident than ever. But I was totally through with men. Douche-bags; all of them. I made a promise to myself never to let another man take anything from me again. Whether its money or power, I was willing to fight to have what’s mine. Soon, that commitment would be put to the test.

It was a Friday afternoon and I went to visit my local coffee shop. I sat down as always in my favorite spot to sip coffee and read the latest novel by Dan Brown. Suddenly, I notice a petite little figure standing over me.

“Hey, I’m Becca. I’ll be your waitress for today. Just let me know if you need any more coffee”

“Totally, a refill would be great. Are you new? I haven’t seen you before”

“Yeah, I just started! Well let me get that coffee for you”

As she walked away in her short little skirt I wondered if she knew how incredibly sexy she looked. The way she moved her hips, her round bubbly ass and perky tits made me drool. I totally lost my concentration as I followed her through the coffee shop with my eyes. I was getting wet with every passing second. Her soft naïve voice made my nipples hard as she talked to other customers and took orders. “Oh my god, I must have her” I thought. Then reality set in, “She’s probably not even into girls”. I continued to stalk her as I pretended to read my book. Peeking ever-so discretely from beyond the pages to covet her gorgeous ass. As time went on, I began to dream of just bending her over in front of everyone in that coffee shop and burying my face in her ass. I was getting so worked up, I started to blush. By the time I was having my 3rd refill, she started to get suspicious.

“You must be a caffeine addict, that’s your third cup!”

“Oh tell me about it. I got a huge coffee pot at my house always brewing”

“Well I’ve got a 2 gallon pot at my house. Maybe you should borrow it! Haha!”

“Oh my fucking god” I thought.” Is she flirting with me?” I began to blush as she gave me a sneaky smile. I was so confused, I wasn’t sure what to do. As she began to walk away, a feeling of loss swept over my body. I wanted her to stay near me so badly, but now, I was certain she was just being friendly. That is…. until she dropped a spoon on the floor. “Oops! She exclaimed out loud in a most inauthentic tone. She briefly looked back at me to see if I was watching her as she began to slowly bend over. As she did, my jaw dropped. She was not wearing any panties and her beautiful, shaven pink pussy was glistening with fluid. She was clearly wet. Yet if that wasn’t hot enough, her voluptuous little ass had a ruby buttplug sitting snugly in her tight little asshole. Only a small rim of her brown butthole peeking at me behind it. At that moment, I had no doubt. This wasn’t just a flirtatious sign, it was an all-out invitation. I was so horny, my pussy ached. I wanted her in every way possible. Yet soon I realized I wasn’t the only contender for that juicy little ass.

Across the coffee shop sat a man in his 30s. Handsome by female standards, but I was through with men so I couldn’t have cared less. He saw the waitress bend over as I did, but from his angle, he wasn’t lucky enough to see what I did. But that didn’t stop him. This man didn’t need an invitation. He saw the waitress bend over and looked in my direction. We both met eyes for a brief moment and each one of us realized that we both wanted her little asshole. In that moment, I’ve hated men more than ever before. “She’s mine!” I thought, “Your crummy little hands better stay away from that booty!” But he wasn’t about to back down.

He stood up and came up right to the waitress. He introduced himself and stated flirting with her. She began laughing and giggling. “I can’t believe I’m getting cucked right now. “ I said to myself. Totally down in disappointment, I couldn’t handle the spectacle anymore; I began to gather my things in the hopes of leaving that wretched place. Then, suddenly I remembered that I promised myself I’d never let a man take anything from me ever again. So I strategized my defenses. “I got it!” I thought.

As the waitress and the man are talking, I approach both of them and interject.

“Hey, sorry” I said. “Listen, I’ve got to go but I’d love to stop by and pick up that coffee pot from you.”

Having said that, my heart skipped a beat. I was taking a chance considering she never offered me any coffee pot nor did she invite me to her place to pick it up. As I stood there, I held my breath while my pussy was beginning to get increasingly tingly. The man standing next to her also looked at her in anticipation. It was all on the line, as I said to myself, “Well, who do you pick girl? Him? Or me?” Finally, she spoke.

“Oh, sure. Let me give you the address real quick”. She quickly jots the address on an order slip, hands it to me in a cold and distant gesture and proceeds to ignore me as she continues to flirt and giggle with this guy. “What the fuck was that?” I thought. “Is she into me or not? The way she gave me her info almost felt like she gave it to me just to get rid of me. Yet she wrote “8pm” on top. Does she want me to go or not?” A thousand thoughts raced through my brain as I left the coffee shop.

That night, at 7:30, I had made my final decision. “Fuck it, I’ll go. I’ll go see if any of this was real. It’s probably a fake address anyway.” I arrive and slowly approach the door to her apartment. The closer I get, the harder my heart begins to pound. As I stand there in front of her door, my heart is racing so fast I can hear my own heartbeat in my head. I knock on the door and feel as my already sweaty palms get drenched. Then, it happens. The door slowly opens and there stands the waitress. Dressed in the sexiest lingerie that revealed and accentuated her most seductive body parts. I gazed at her from the bottom up. Her legs were smooth and silky, her ass was toned, bubbly and round. Her stomach was flat and slim, yet her breasts were large and perky. Finally her lips; her lips were lusciously full and glistened from freshly applied lip gloss. I wanted her so bad, it was tearing me apart.

“Well well well” she quipped. “If it isn’t the coffee addict”

I was mesmerized. I stood there dumbfounded like a deer in headlights.

“I’ll give you a choice…” she said with a pause. “I’ve got the coffee pot inside there…”

She points and sure enough, there is a 2 gallon coffee pot on her table. She wasn’t bluffing.

“What’s the choice?” I asked.

“You can either have the coffee pot… or me.” she said with a confident smirk.

At that point, I didn’t need any more signals. I step to her and begin to ferociously make out with her while I rub her perfect tits. I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, I couldn’t hold in the tension anymore. My pussy oozed as I pushed her into the apartment and onto the bed. I ripped off my blouse as I continued to kiss her and caress her soft voluptuous tits. I began to suck on her hard little nipples while bringing her body closer to mine. She moaned with pleasure. If only she knew what she did to me today. An emotional rollercoaster ride I couldn’t walk away from. She was that beautiful. I rubbed her pussy as I sucked her nipples and basked in the tingly sensations my own pussy was experiencing. Finally, I ripped off her panties and dove in to devour her bald little pussy. I sucked her clit with such lust and hunger, she shook from the intensity. I noticed that her buttplug was still inside of her. It was such a tease, I needed to relieve myself from it’s hold on me. I turned her around and put my mouth over her entire asshole, buttplug and all. I take the buttplug with my teeth and slowly pull it out as I begin to insert my fingers into her drenched pussy. It slowly creeps out revealing a beautiful little balloon knot. It looked so luscious, I couldn’t help but dive in and devour it’s beautiful features. My tongue penetrated it and I could feel her anus hug my tongue. I squeeze her ass as I trusted my face and tongue deeper into her asshole than I could have ever imagined.

But I wasn’t satisfied. I wanted more. I took off the rest of my clothes and ordered the little waitress to sit on my face. I extended my tongue as she inserted it into her pussy. She began to bounce up and down while fingering me. I was in heaven. The sensations pulsated through my body and all I could do was follow my animal instincts. I throw her over, kiss her and mount her in the front. Our clits touch and I begin to rock my hips against hers. Faster and faster I thrust. She pinches my nipples ever so slightly as I rock my pelvis back and fourth. Again and again and again until… “Oh Christ, I’m cumming! She yells. Even though I, myself, wasn’t near climax, those words sent me over the edge. It was so hot that I was making another girl cum from my own pussy that hearing those words instantly triggered my body to go into a convulsive orgasm. I lost all control and thrusted with all the energy I had in my body. The explosion of simultaneous orgasm made me feel something I’ve never felt before. I felt like I wanted to pee. As I slid back slightly, she looked at me and recognized the signs right away. Being a girl herself, she was totally in-tune with my body. She jumps at the opportunity and begins to eat my pussy. She soon includes her fingers and thrust deep and hard into my little fuck hole. She looks deep into my eyes and she whispers; “Squirt for me baby, squirt for me baby. Just relax, I want it. I want it all over me”. Again, she knew exactly what to say. My reservations about this new feeling were cast aside. I threw caution into the wind as I relaxed my body and allowed it to do whatever it wanted. The orgasm was instant. I began to squirt as my body continued to convulse. The pleasure traveled from my pussy through my whole body. The squirt went all over the waitresses face as she relished in it and tried to get as much in her mouth as she could. Earth shattering.

As we lay there in each other’s arms I had the urge to ask her about that guy. The guy who almost took what I wanted from me. Then I realized… she could be just one of those girls who fucks everyone. But it didn’t matter. I realized that I didn’t want to know. Because for me, in that moment, I had won.

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