Tiffany tried so hard to ignore the flirtatious costumers who had been trying to hit on her since the first time she came to them, taking their orders. She put down two plates of pasta and a bucket of mozzarella sticks on the rounded table occupied by two tall and tan women, dressing in all black.
"We are bringing a van. You don't have to worry, we have enough space to play." The short haired woman said, smirking at Tiffany like a creep.
Tiffany wanted to rolled her eyes so bad to the two lesbians, but she chose to maintain her expression, hiding the annoyed face that had been wanting to be unleashed for the past an hour. Tiffany once again shook her head, declined politely.
But when she thought the two had enough of her, her ass suddenly being grabbed by the other woman with long and smooth hair in ponytail. She had her resting bitch face on like she hadn't been doing anything wrong. And that, finally unleashing the dragon inside Tiffany.
"What the fuck, did you just grab my ass?" Tiffany shouted, earning the attention of her manager who was standing beside the cashier.
"I did. Why?" She asked back, challenging the flaring Tiffany.
But before she could utter a word in reply, her manager walked towards them, hands clasped in front of his navel. The middle age man immediately apologized after seeing the unpleasant face of the long haired costumer.
Tiffany was confused whether wanted to thank or be annoyed at her manager. He literally dragging her away from the two creeps, rescuing her, but also there he was scolding her for disturbing his customers.
"Why did you do this time?" Tiffany was startled by the sudden appearance of her bestfriend behind the door of the employees changing room. She then shamelessly took off her uniform and changed into her casual clothes.
"As usual, got scolded for being harassed." Tiffany said, stuffing her uniform into her locker, slinging the strap of her backpack before turning to her bestfriend slash coworker. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be home right now?"
"I don't know. I don't feel like going home at this hour after the teens around this neighborhood suddenly disappeared." The short blonde woman sighed. She turn to her friend before lying flat on the long couch, securing herself inside a blanket, "Will you be okay going home alone without me? I swear if I were you, I'd choose to stay here till the sun rise."
"Stop being paranoid, Sunny." Tiffany answered lightly before disappearing behind the closed door.
Tiffany greeted the other coworkers as she made her way to the exit. The two creeps aka flirtatious costumers weren't there as she walked by their previous table. Tiffany had to smile in relief as the chance of being followed by them decreased by a hundred percent.
Tiffany stopped at the bus stop nearby, waiting for the last bus that day. It was ten in the evening and the bus stop was empty, so was the road. The tapping sound of her finger against the railing was the only sound that Tiffany heard until the sound of a can being kicked started filling her ear sense.
There she saw a short and mysterious person walking towards her, before stumbling to get to the seat behind Tiffany. Tiffany barely saw the person's face hence she couldn't tell whether the person was a woman or a man. Tiffany looked over her shoulder just to find the person staring back at her while gulping her jack daniel's. The strong alcohol odor was filling her nose as the person shamelessly burped. The person which Tiffany believed was a woman smirked at her, amused by the uncomfortable look Tiffany gave her.
Looks like I need to go home by foot tonight. Tiffany thought as she once again checked the road.
She stood up and began to walked silently, trying not to offend the intoxicated person. But much to her dismay, the person followed her by walking not too close yet not too far from the sweating Tiffany.
"Hey! Where are you going?" The person's voice was deep and for some reason stimulated Tiffany's legs to walk faster.
The more Tiffany tried to widen the gap between them, the more she could hear the person's footsteps. Until she decided to run without looking back. Tiffany was surprised at how quiet the neighborhood that night, and she was torn between run to the nearest convenience store or hide at the quiet alley.
She cursed herself mentally for contemplating when suddenly a pair of tiny yet toned arms circling her waist, lifting her a few inches.
"Where do you think you are going huh, sexy?" The person's voice was full of lust. Tiffany tried to break free by hitting the person's face with her elbow but she failed miserably as the person Anesthetized her by using her handkerchief, making Tiffany unconsciously leaned even more to the smirking culprit.
Taeyeon smiled at the sight before her eyes. She just got a big prize that is Tiffany, the tempting waitress who had been her object during her masturbation. She laid her 'prize' on the knee high bed in her messy room, locking her room and throwing the key to God knows where.
It was a rainy day when Taeyeon saw Tiffany for the first time. The girl was sheltering herself at the same bus stop. She was drenched, the black bra she was wearing was visible through the thin fabric of her white shirt. Taeyeon being a normal person with a raging hormone she was, couldn't stop imagining herself from ripping the said bra. Therefore, Taeyeon swore to herself to get Tiffany to be her target. To please herself.
"What a beautiful sight." Taeyeon whispered as she unveiled Tiffany's skirt, revealing her white panties. In a split second, Tiffany's clothing were removed, making her completely bare in front of Taeyeon's predator eyes. Taeyeon climbed down the bed, proceeding to take her hoodie off, followed by her black button up shirt and worn out blue jeans.
She took a gulp of her Jack Daniel's before sitting down on the single couch next to her bed, freeing her nine inches long cock from its cage. She stroked it from the base to the tip, making its greenish veins came out amazingly.
"Urghhh." She groaned as she played with her balls and circled the mushroom head with her thumb and forefinger. Feeling herself even more aroused, Taeyeon stroked her cock faster and faster.
"Aaahh fuck." She moaned when a big load of her cum being shot to the valley of Tiffany's soft tits.
Taeyeon thought she would crazy soon, witnessing the tempting woman was covered in her fertile seeds. Taeyeon smiled grew wider as the said woman forehead scrunched, giving the sign of being conscious.
"Hi." Taeyeon greeted flatly, as if she never wanted Tiffany to wake up.
Tiffany in the other hand was having a major heart attack when she realized she was naked, on possibly the pervert and intoxicated person's bed, with the said person jerking off beside her.
"W-where's my clothes?" Tiffany tried so hard not to stuttered but still failed as she witness her clothes on the floor had been ripped inhumanly. She looked down into the blanket she used to cover herself just to find a cream like liquid pooling on her cleavage.
"Don't scream, or I'll stab you." Taeyeon threatened, pointing the pocket knife to the shaking Tiffany.
"Ple-please let m-me go.." Tiffany begged, tears were starting to fall from her beautiful eyes. Her grip on the blanket tightened when Taeyeon harshly yanked the thick fabric, trying to uncover the poor woman.
"My name is Taeyeon. And I never joke about stabbing someone." Taeyeon's eyes were wide, the dark brown eyes were piercing into Tiffany's pair. "Now, let me see the beauty that is your body."
Tiffany gulped hard when the tip of Taeyeon's knife touched her neck. She unwillingly let go of the blanket and being exposed to Taeyeon's lustful eyes. Taeyeon dropped her knife to the floor, dragging herself closer to Tiffany. Towering her.
"Now now, let me know how hard it is to be engulfed by your tight virgin pussy."