Suckers Restaurant
Thursday we all go to lunch at Chotchkie's. Bill couldn’t make it today, but Susan Wilson, our new Junior Developer in Requirements Design was going with us for the second time this week. There aren’t that many female Software Engineers, and she was pretty cute. It was different, having a girl in the lunch group, but nobody minded. Truth be told, some of us were probably trying to nail her.
All five of us squeezed into my car, with Susan in the middle in back. It wasn’t more than five minutes to the restaurant, but Chotchkie’s was gone when we got there.
It was still the same building, but it had been repainted pink and white. The sign was gone too, replaced with a garish neon picture of two cherry lips sucking a lollypop under the words ‘Suckers Restaurant’. I got a sinking feeling. I had a major crush on a waitress at Chotchkie’s, a girl named Joanna. Now it was gone. She was gone.
A Program Friendly logo of a naked angel was on the wall next to the front door. The prospect of naked high school girls was good for business, and well worth the free food it promised to any teenage girl who came in naked or topless. The heart background meant that public sex acts were encouraged.
This was getting interesting. Just inside the door was a sign that said,
*GIRLS*
We are hiring!!!
Full benefits, Amazing Pay, Flexible hours,
GREAT FUN!
Be a Suckers Menu Item!
The entrance was just like any other swank restaurant. There was a lovely young hostess standing behind a mahogany counter. She smiled as we came in the door. “Welcome to Suckers! How many?”
“Uh, five,” I managed to answer, looking behind her into the dimly lit interior. It was full of overstuffed chairs arranged around low tables, some of which appeared to be occupied by pretty young ladies in various stages of undress.
In a perky voice she asked, “Is this your first visit?”
“It sure is. We used to come to lunch at Chotchkie's about once a week. What happened to them? Is this still a restaurant?”
“Sucker’s is a very special restaurant. We serve the most delicious nachos in town, and they’re all you can eat for free! But our real specialty is our menu items. Each one is a beauty, and every one of them is guaranteed to bring you full sexual satisfaction orally or manually, for $250 per customer. Would you like to see a menu?”
The guys were stunned but clearly intrigued. Susan looked too shocked to respond. “Ladies are welcome,” the hostess continued, looking at her. “There’s no charge, and we want you to watch, or even join in. There’s no penetration allowed, gentlemen, but otherwise anything goes. Follow me to your table.”
She picked up five thick menus and turned to lead us inside. Glancing at each other, the guys followed. Susan hesitated, then meekly followed along with the group. Our hostess led us past groups of guys eating nachos, drinking beer, and enjoying the sexual ministrations of an amazing variety of beautiful girls.
“Is this all right,” she asked, indicating six large upholstered chairs arranged around a leather topped circular table at the same height as the chairs.
“Hey Peter, there’s somebody you know,” said Bob.
Great. Probably my minister or my girl friend. I looked where he was pointing. It was Joanna! She was waving and walking toward us. She hadn’t quit when they changed ownership. I hadn’t lost her!
As she came closer I checked out her new Suckers uniform. I liked what I saw. Then I noticed she was wiping stings of cum off her face with her hand, and licking her fingers. I almost came right there.
“Hi! I wasn’t sure I’d see you guys in here. It’s great you came back!” Was she looking straight at me when she said that, or was I fantasizing? Hard to be sure where she was looking while I was checking out her hot little uniform. Kinda like Hooters, but less so.
Just then our waitress walked up. “Hi, my name is Jane and I’ll be your server today. Super-nachos are free, all you can eat!”
“Hi Jane. My name’s Mike. This is the first time we’ve been here, and I’m delighted to see we got a girl as pretty as you. How does this work? Do you take care of all of us?”
“Thank you, but I’m not on the menu. I’m just a waitress. Take your time and look over our menu items. I’ll be back to take your order. Meanwhile, what would you like to drink?”
Joanna and I were standing still, looking at each other. I’ve been in love with her ever since I first saw her at Chotchkie's. I couldn’t take my eyes off her and tried to get her table every time I came in. But I liked her new uniform a lot more than the old one. Her Suckers t-shirt was skin tight and almost transparent. Her nipples poked out like two little bullets. It came down to just above her belly button, and her tits bounced with every step, motion, or breath. But it wasn’t her top that was the best part. Instead of the green skirt from her old uniform, now she wore little pink hot pants cut high in the back to leave her beautiful bottom bare. They nestled between her cheeks, disappearing between her lips. She wore a pair of kneepads with female symbols on them, and six inch clear plastic platform shoes. She also wore a stopwatch on a cord around her neck.
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I was so inspired by her uniform and the glowing sheen that covered her face that I found talking to her much easier than before. We talked like old friends, and it wasn’t long before I was propositioning her.
‘Would you like to come up to my place? Maybe we could watch some vintage porn.” She stared at me, eyes wide in astonishment. “I LOVE vintage porn,” she said. “Do you have Devil in Miss Jones?”
“That’s one of my favorites! It’s right up there with Deep Throat,” I replied. We looked at each other.
“Remember my pieces of flair?” she asked. She used to hate those ‘clever’ pins they made her wear at Chotchkie's.
“Sure,” I said. I bet you really like your new uniform. No place for those silly things.”
“Yup. I mean, nope. I mean, yes, we still have pieces of flair, but these are a lot more fun. I bet you’re going to like them.”
I took a closer look at her little outfit. She certainly wasn’t wearing any of those buttons, but it was a great opportunity to check out her tits.
“Here are the first two.” She stuck out her tongue and I understood why her voice was a little slurred. Not one but two piercings. A pink ball and a blue ball on two long studs, just made for cock sucking! She smiled. “I really get a lot of use out of these.”
Now she pulled up her top and showed me an identical blue and pink ball on either end of a little bar stuck through her left tit. A wreath of thorns was tattooed around the tit itself. Further down she had another piercing. Nestled in her belly button was the head of a silver cock, the shaft sticking through the bottom to emerge at the balls immediately bellow.
Next she unzipped her hot pants. Surprise! No pussy piercings, but butterfly wings were tattooed on her outer lips and inner thighs. “I wanna get a piercing through my clit, but I’m scared because of how much it hurt when they stuck my titty. I’m gonna do it, though,” she said, strumming her clit. “In fact, I can hardly wait.”
Her pussy was as clean and bare as a baby girl’s. Susan recovered from her embarrassment to give a little sigh. “Wow!” she said. “How do you get it so smooth?”
Joanna gave her a happy smile. “It’s one of the perks of working at Suckers. Every day when we come to work they fix up our hair and our makeup, and then they wax us. Some of the girls keep little shapes of pussy hair, but I like mine completely bare! Do you trim yours?” Susan blushed again and didn’t answer.
“Oh, and one more! I almost fergot!” Joanna turned around and bent at the waist, putting her lovely bottom right in my face. Tattooed on her left cheek was a lipstick-red pair of lips, as if she had just been kissed there. Well, maybe she had. It would make the tattooing easier.
“But enough showing off,” she said, turning back to face me. “Let’s get started!”
She clicked the button on her stopwatch and put her hand on my hard cock, which had been oozing pre-cum since I first spotted her. She squeezed and said, “Well, have you been out in the rain, or are you just happy to see me?”
I cracked up laughing and she said, “I know where this came from, you dirty boy! What you need is a nice girl to clean you up and make you presentable.” With that she unzipped me and pulled out my cock. “Oh, my,” she said, and began licking the rivulet of pre-cum that was oozing from the hole. All she accomplished was to increase the flow. What could she do but put it in her mouth and suck out the source?
Joanna knew what she was doing. Even as her watch chimed one minute she gently cupped my balls in her palm and caressed them as I slowly and respectfully fucked her face.
Meanwhile the rest of the gang were perusing the menu. At the top of each page was a picture of a girl’s face. Most of them were covered in cum. Next to the picture was a list of the girl’s qualifications: Name, Height, weight, hair and eyes, measurements. Then came a list of check boxes:
- I want you to cum:
- On my face
- In my mouth
- On my tits
- On my pussy
- Everywhere on me
- I’ll bring you off with:
- My hands
- My mouth
- My tits
- Whatever you want
Each page included a short message from the girl:
“Hi. I’m working my way through school as a menu item at Suckers. I learned how much I love being the center of attention during my week in the Naked in School program. Guys say they like my mouth best!”
“I’m Sephy, and I’ve been working at Suckers for two months. I love my job! I like it best when I can play with two or three guys at once. Have me for lunch!”
Below that was an offer: Dirty Discount! Our girls wash up and do their makeup after every customer, but if you like to see her pre-decorated she can cum to you wearing it! $50 discount!
At the bottom of each page it said, “Orgasm guaranteed in ten minutes or you don’t pay!”
Joanna and I had spent four minutes in heaven by now. Bob and Mike checked out the menu page by page while Jim talked to Susan. She was somewhere between embarrassed and mortified, but there was an element of fascination in the way she kept sneaking glances at the sex acts going on around her, especially the way Joanna was bobbing her head on my cock. Susan couldn’t keep from looking, even though she was blushing so heavily that you could make it out even in the dim light. All the while she was distractedly eating nachos off the big plate on the side table next to her. Glad to say one of us was actually having lunch.
“So tell me, Jane, how do the girls make any money with the ten minute guarantee? Don’t some guys come in here for a freebee?”
“Most of our girls are on Faceball teams, so they like a challenge. If they can’t hit the ten minute limit they want guy to come back so they can try again.” http://www.kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?topic=15105.msg175386#msg175386
Finally the guys settled on a redhead named Sephy. “I’m sorry,” Jane said, “but Sephy has five other customers waiting for her right now. In fact, all of our girls are booked for at least an hour and a half. We’re just swamped today.”
“Well, damn. We have to get back to work soon. Now we’re going to be horny for the rest of the day, especially after talking to a girl as beautiful as you. You could solve the whole problem if you’d just give it a try. I bet you’d be the best menu item in the whole place!”
“Thanks, but I know I’m not pretty enough. I’d never be able to make a guy cum in the 10 minute limit.”
“Well what about three guys? We weren’t expecting to spend $250 for lunch. How much for you to take care of all three of us?” Now Jane looked intrigued. Also scared. Clearly watching guys cum all day kept her in a chronic state of horniness, but she was too shy to take the plunge.
“It’s $250 for one guy, a hundred dollars extra for two or three. So it would be $450 without the dirty discount for the three of you, minimum of $250 if one of you cums in the time limit.” They could see she was thinking it over. Joanna continued to work her magic on my cock as her stopwatch reached seven minutes.
“Here’s your money. Why don’t you give it a try?” Mike was trying to push her past her inhibitions.
It worked. She giggled, took the money, and went over to talk to her boss. She was back with a stopwatch in less than a minute. Her waitress outfit was gone, and lacking a uniform she had decided to go bare.
“Attention, everybody,” a spotlight cut through the dim restaurant and picked her out. “Three of our lucky customers have persuaded Jane Kelly, one of our waitresses, to try her hand – and her mouth - as a Suckers menu item. She’s about to make her debut. Let’s give her a great big welcome to the show!” Loud applause and cheers from customers and staff filled the room. Jane looked embarrassed at first, but suddenly she giggled, broke into a great big grin, and pulled up her top to show off her tits. That brought laughter and cheers.
Still the center of attention, she clicked her stopwatch, then knelt in front of Bob and reached for his zipper. She jerked back her hand as she touched the hard rod in his pants, then gave another little giggle and grasped the tab of his zipper. She tugged at it clumsily. When she had it as far down as it would go she tried grabbing his shorts to free his cock. He was far too engorged to fit through the opening of his fly, so she began fumbling with his belt. Bob lost patience and grabbed her hand while he unfastened his pants. Then he wrapped her hand around his rigid dick. She gave him a few tentative strokes, then looked at Mike and Jim who were waiting impatiently.
Leaving Bob hanging (so to speak), she moved on to Mike. This time she started with his belt, and after a bit more fumbling she extracted his cock. Bob sat by, waiting for her to return. To his evident disappointment Jane moved on to Jim. As the watch chimed two minutes she had all three of her customers ready and took the first two in hand. With Bob in the center she began stroking Mike to her left and Jim to her right. This left Bob rather disappointed when Jane shyly looked over his shoulder, leaving him unattended and softening fast.
Just at that point Joanna’s watch chimed nine, and I lost all interest in anything except her bobbing head. I told you I’d been in love with her for months, but the cute and busy waitress I’d fallen for was nothing compared to the hot little cocksucker working on my rigid shaft right now. I could feel my orgasm coming, and it was probably going to kill me. But if so, I’d die a happy man.
Besides her mouth, Joanna had one hand on my cock, but the other one (I’m proud to say) was busily diddling her shaved and tattooed pussy. As my cock pounded in and out of her throat my gorgeous little menu item was moaning and writhing toward a glorious public orgasm of her own. Just before she lost control she opened her eyes, looked up at me, and winked.
Both of us lost it. I felt my first blast of cum shoot deep inside her tight throat. I immediately pulled back and sprayed my second shot across her upper lip and nose as my cock popped from her mouth. Her free hand beat mine to my shaft by a split second, and she stroked out a third, fourth, and fifth stream across her cheek, lips and chin. In the midst of her own writhing orgasm her aim failed and my subsequent ropes of cum fell in her hair, on her tits, even in her right eye. Never before had I unloaded such copious amounts of jizm nor had a more beautiful target. Nor had I ever seen such sperm-coated beauty as Joanna presented when she smiled.
As we came back to reality we saw Jane and her three customers staring at us, oblivious to their own foursome. Susan was so rapt in her concentration she seemed to have lost contact with the rest of her surroundings. She was still blushing deeply, but she was now openly staring at Joanna’s cream-covered face.
Jane was the problem. Although she was still holding Mike and Jim, Bob had softened completely from lack of attention while she had been distracted by our activities. Joanna and I could see that if Jane was to earn her place on the menu and succeed in her new career as a cocksucker, she was going to need help right now.
Joanna was busily cleaning her face again, this time by scraping cum into her mouth with her fingers. She gave me another smile, then stood and walked to where Jane was kneeling in front of her three neglected customers. Her watch chimed seven.
Joanna knelt beside her, took Jane’s head in her hands, and kissed her deeply with a mouthful of my sperm. As their tongues danced and dribbled jizm onto their chins, Bob sprang back to life like a fire hose at a hydrant. Jane responded enthusiastically to Joanna’s kiss, but never let go of Mike and Jim. As she began swapping cum back and forth with Joanna, she renewed her stroking.
Bob pulled Joanna away, causing a thick string of jizm to stretch between their lips, break away and land on Jane’s shoulder and Joanna’s tit. He grabbed Jane by the back of her head and guided her creamy lips to his rampant cock. As the watch chimed eight, Bob rammed it to the back of her mouth, causing her to gag.
Bob showed her no mercy. He held her head motionless as he pressed himself forward, and suddenly his entire cock popped past her lips as the shaft broke into her throat. Joanna was astonished, but responded like a pro, reaching under Jane’s arms from behind to cup her perky little tits.
It was Jane’s reaction that was most astonishing. Even as she fought for breath she submitted totally to Bob’s control. She seemed to relish her gag reflex and welcome his domination. Only for a moment did she hesitate in her stroking of the dicks in both her hands, then she enthusiastically renewed her efforts as she smeared the shafts with pre-cum leaking from the head.
By the time her watch chimed nine there was no doubt Suckers had a new menu item. She began switching back and forth between her three customers, taking each quickly into her wet and sucking mouth. No barrier remained between her lips and throat, and each disappeared quickly as she slipped them into her mouth.
Her lips were on Mike as Jim, temporarily left to his own devices, stood and began to empty his balls on the right side of her face. Responding to the hot silken splash on her cheek, she pulled her lips off Mike just as he began to give her face the same treatment from the left. Quickly she reversed her position and lay back on the padded table so all three of her customers could complete their festivities on her eager and gorgeous body.
As the applause died down Jane laid back on the table, luxuriating in her afterglow, the blobs of cum glistening on her skin and dripping down her cheeks. Her little smile made her look as proud and happy as a young girl in her first party dress. ”Thank you,” she said to Bob. I’ve never been able to take a guy in my throat before. I wouldn’t be a menu item if you hadn’t forced me.”
Susan slowly came out of her trance-like state. Still staring at Jane in fascination, she reached for a large nacho, picked it up, and reached out toward the girl reclining in front of her. Carefully she scooped up a large gob of cum that had pooled around Jane’s belly button, studied it briefly, and popped it in her mouth. With a quizzical look she chewed it, held it in her mouth for a moment, and swallowed. She gave a satisfied grin, opened her mouth, and showed us it was empty. “All gone,” she said. All six of us, including Jane and Joanna, burst out laughing.
“God, girl, you’re a natural!” said Joanna. I know the boss’d love to hire you right now! What do you say? It’s the most fun you’ll ever have, and there hasn’t been a single day I haven’t taken home at least a thousand dollars.”
The four guys were still in a daze from the intensity of their orgasms and from Susan’s reaction. We had a sudden change in our feelings for the only female member of our lunch group. We looked at each other, then I turned to Susan and said, “Sound’s like a great offer, Susan, so what do you say?”
“Call me Suzy,” she said. “Tell Lumbergh I won’t be back to Initech. I have a new job!”
“Wow. OK. We’ll see you at lunch tomorrow! Have fun.
“Oh, and Suzy?”
“Yes, Peter?”
“We’re going to want you dirty.”
