Episode 199: pLAYmates

“Am I really going through with this?”

Andrea Beckett’s hands were sweaty on the steering wheel of her mother’s Honda Accord. Adrenalin pumping, she knew she wanted to see how the Marietta-Deville Mustangs would react to solely her. Sure, it scared her walking into the unknown all alone. Third time the charm, she hoped that this trip to McRonald’s she might land her a date to the McKellen birthday party on Saturday. She presumed that the Mustangs were gun shy because of her friend Sandy yesterday, not to mention Tawny Martin also there hogging all of the glory. Surely, one of the guys would ask her out on a date, for God’s sake she was beating them off one after the other, if that did not account for anything it was hopeless. After the way Nathan Lowe reacted to her at school, almost mortified, she presumed he had no interest in her and that made her extremely sad. Even with Tawny’s assist he freaked out and ran. The Marietta boys were not running. If they weren’t, neither would she.

“Whoa! What’s going on in the parking lot? There’s like thirty guys outside. Why aren’t they indoors where it’s cooler. If the cops are letting everyone get away with stuff in the McRonald’s dining area, they should be in there. Ohhhhh!” Pulling in and bypassing a big truck she realized why. “It’s those cops from school earlier. Did the Mustang’s get into trouble?” It sure looked as if they were getting a stern talking to. “Do I trust these cops after what they asked me to do earlier? I held a cock in my hand until Mimi interrupted and took over. I can’t believe I did that even. Now that I’m finding out guys like my touch it’s becoming too much fun not to help them out. As long as they don’t get too carried away and become mean toward me, I’m actually pretty alright with the hand jobs. I liked it when they licked my pussy too. That was incredible, too short though. I sure hope a tongue goes there again today. I don’t want to be the one to ask for it and sound silly. Maybe I should, no, let them come to me.” Finding a parking spot, she sat there in the car trembling and watching the officers appearing to be all strict. If she could only hear them.

Minutes before her arrival, Officers Anson Potter and Bannon Walsh ran things, Officer Joey Chandler busy elsewhere left Potter with an advisor position. One he requested of course, knowing art teacher Mimi Alexander was going to show up here as ordered. Watchtower rather liked Mimi themselves now that she was coming out of her shell, so granting Potter full access to the meek little mouse was going to be great fun to oversee. Not only that but those very same dark superiors in Watchtower had motives of their own concerning what was allowed in a fast-food joint. Even they were prone to requests from outside benefactors. One such former attorney and next-door neighbor to Andrea Beckett had a severe hard on for the sweet young virgin and although he wanted her to experience life, the old fart did demand that her virginity remain intact. With so many business establishments falling under their reign and getting kickbacks it meant keeping a closer eye on the populace that frequented these places. Necessary damage control if need be.

“If the Beckett girl shows up today, I want you young and dumbs to push her a little.” Potter instilled his demands. “By push does not mean fuck the kid. We all know what she’s getting addicted to and that’s fine and dandy. When I say push, I mean spank her ass, lick her asshole, eat her pussy without breaking her hymen.”

“Can we make her suck our dicks?”

“Don’t force it. Coax her but make it look like it’s her choice, not your demands. I have one of her teachers showing up later, let her get Beckett motivated to start sucking dick.”

“So, just hand jobs, licking and kissing, oh, and the spanking.” Another Mustang confirmed.

“Playfully pull her hair. When you kiss on her gently choke her, just don’t scare her off.”

“Hey! She’s here.” Kirlin Mercer spoke up, “I just saw her drive by us.”

“Don’t stare. Let her think we don’t know we spotted her.”

“Man, I wish those twins would show up again. They were hot as fuck.”

“All in good time Gents. Work with what you have. One thing! After today we need you bastards to stop hogging this place. Business here is good and we’re abusing it too much. Start scattering around to other fast-food joints and see what you can drum up. Money is there to achieve fellas, just make the magic to earn it.”

“Here comes Beckett.”

“Go on inside. Tell the manager Evelyn that you’re going to take things to the playground up front. Start in the dining area but work your way out there with Beckett. Now go on, I want a word with her first.” The group of thirty spread out and some went indoors, while others told Potter they were heading to a Burger King down the road. Caution enforced the group did disband and go their separate ways. Good little well-paid soldiers they were.

With the coast clearing up Andrea grew worried and paused as a few boys came her way. Asking them what was up, they offered her hugs and simply said they had to go to practice, she didn’t know any differently. Not all of the Mustangs were still in school mind you, some had graduated last year but played it off as still enrolled. So that was why they were here so early, right over Andi’s head, however. Four hugs later she moved on toward Potter and Bannon. Noting her as if unexpected Potter nodded her way. “Miss Beckett! Little early today, aren’t you?”

“I cut last hour. It was just a study hall anyway. Two days in a row and no one bitched me out. What was that all about, did they get into trouble?”

“Naaaw! Now and again it’s our job to keep order. Badge!” He tapped his with a grin. “Hey! What happened during lunch today at H-D, maybe we owe you an apology. You busted us beating off and well, things got out of hand.”

“In hand.” She snorted. “Sorry! I was just as much at fault. I ... like giving hand jobs. After that talk with Officers Chandler and Green yesterday and their telling me I could do whatever I wanted, I guess I needed a confirmation by you guys. I’m not mad. Mimi only thought she was protecting me.”

“Mimi and I’ve met before.” Anson sighed, “Mimi is awesome.”

“She gave you a hand job too.”

“Not the first time. Between you and I Mimi and I might date here soon.”

“Wow! Treat my girl good. I love Mimi to death.”

“So, do I. How about I buy you a burger to make up for earlier?”

“I’m not really hungry, but thanks for offering. Am I good to go give more hand jobs?”

“Many as you want sweetheart.” Walsh jumped in, “If any of those guys get too rough or demanding you just give us a yell. We’re going to stick around for an hour or so if you need us. Slow day for us too.”

“It’s still scary but if you say I can, I know I want to. I’m just really confused why so many customers seem ok with nudity. Don’t they ever complain?”

“A few do. We talk it out is all.” Potter palmed the middle of her back and began walking her toward the entrance, “Can I say something that I hope helps your confidence?”

“Okay!”

“You are a beautiful young lady ... Andrea, wasn’t it?” She nods, “Men in general love good looking girls.”

“Yeah, but I’m only seventeen.”

“Almost eighteen?”

“Two months still. Did I just ruin...”

“Nope! Close enough I say.” That made her bubbly as they reached the door. Holding it open for her she made her way in and actually opened the secondary door for them. Respect! As if they respected her, but nice try Andi. Once inside a number of the boys she knew already introduced her to newcomers, Potter and Walsh moving to the order counter.

At the cashier station stood employee Dudley Poole aka Dip who swallowed from intimidation. He was becoming quite aware of late how much the POPO was letting happen. A massive change since he first started working here it was like night and day. It was almost as if under new management, yet he knew who the head boss was, and he was no clown. Noticing Andrea Beckett, he flared his eyes knowing her behavior of late. He liked Andi, but no way would she give him the time of day now that she had two dozen hunks chasing after her. He felt lousy knowing that the Mustangs were using her, but fear kept him silent. Weak in the knee Dudley was the equivalent to Mayberry RFD’s Barney Fife. He was a total follower. Not only that, but his middle-aged manager Evelyn Peters was giving him some. No complaints, the woman was stacked with fake boobs and a twerkable ass, even if she wasn’t young and gorgeous. How weird was that, that she chose him of all dweebs? She warned him to steer clear of them so that was what he was going to do. Seeing Mustangs tickling Andi and leading her to the back of the dining room where it was quieter, he took food orders and simply did his job. Evelyn working alongside him was incentive enough. Eve was breaking bank on the side letting this crap happen. Who needed a raise from corporate.

“Quit tickling me.” Andi squealed as the herd of horses nearly picked her up to carry her along. Reaching their destination everyone spread out at different tables but maintained conversation toward her. With every table full that left Andrea standing. “What the heck! Where do I sit?” Once one boy rubbed his chin it became contagious, every one of them cleared a place off for her to sit on their faces. Dropping her jaw at them laughing she wandered from Mustang to Mustang and stuck her tongue out at them. That led to a few kisses. Swooning immediately, she found a new boy named Tucker, a really big strapping young lad who stood up and pulled her to him and shared a very passionate kiss, one that left her breathless, not to mention lifted off of her feet in his embrace. In her mind she was begging him to ask her out on a date, that kiss was worthy or many more.

“Soft lips! I’m Tucker. I heard you were gorgeous. They sure weren’t lying.”

“I am? I mean ... I am!” She grew giddy, “You’re gorgeous too.”

“Andrea, right?” Yep! “Thought so! I hear you like getting naked.”

“I do but it’s spooky. I want to ... do you ... want me to?”

“That’s up to you. I’m certainly not telling you no.”

“Can I give you a hand job?” She wasted no time offering. Her palms were itching to hold her ski poles as she called two dicks side-by-side. “Wait! I don’t want you to think I’m easy. I mean, I kind of am but not. Still a virgin!” Leaning in to whisper he confessed that he was too. Bullshit of course! Tucker Keith was pure player with over thirty notches on his belt. In awe of his response, she blushed.

“Here! Sit in my seat. I’ll stand.”

“I could sit in your lap.”

“You might feel something big under you if you do.” He chuckled and also feigned a blush. “Sorry! It’s the truth though. If you’re cool with a bumpy ride so am I.” He returned to his seat and sat with his legs in the aisle. “Hop on!” Fanning her face Andi turned and sat down. Instantly he put his arms around her and hugged her tightly, inhaling her perfume. “You smell great.”

“Thanks! You’re right, I feel something under me.” She giggled. “He’s growing I think.”

“Big when he’s small. Just you wait.” He laughed.

“Now I know I want to hold him. Can I?” Bitch was getting bolder by the second. Being alone today she was noticing just how many of them were drooling over her. Her pussy was drenched.

“Uhhh? In front of everyone?”

“I’ve done it to others here right at the table.”

“I have a better idea. Let’s go out to the playground area. There’s nobody out there. I’ll give it a shot.”

“Okay!” She recalled her best friend Sandy out there yesterday with Brad, who sat across from her right now trying his hardest to look up her short skirt. Parting her knees, she let six boys see her inner thighs. Forced to stand, she pouted but let Tucker hold her hand and take her along with him. Hearing boys grumble she felt bad but really did want to see how big Tucker’s dick was. He was a charmer. Entering the door, he led her to a table just on the other side of the glass. Taking a seat first she stood in front of him as he held both of her hands.

“Are you sure you want to do this? I don’t want you to think I’m only after one thing. I mean, I barely know you, Andrea.”

“Question! Do you have a girlfriend?”

“No. I did three months ago but we broke up. Do you have a boyfriend?”

“I wish. I have never had a boyfriend. If I’m so gorgeous, why is that?”

“I can’t answer that. I don’t know you. You seem cool.”

“You do to. I’m just going to make you smile. If you like me after, you can decide if I’m worth a date. Deal?”

“Deal!” She took a in deep breath, exhaled loudly, then began unbuttoning her dress. Seeing her chest, he immediately dropped his jaw. By the final button her bikini area came into view and Tucker couldn’t even blink. “Fuck that’s beautiful.” Dress completely off she sat it aside and asked him to stand up.

“Kiss me again,” Towering over her at 6’3, Tucker lowered his stance to hug her and shared a kiss, tongues swirling and equally as passionate as before. Hands roaming her back, his palms landed on her butt cheeks to her delight and his. Playing naive he escaped their lip lock and apologized for getting handsy. That was sweet of him, but she wanted handsy, therefore taking his hands back to her tight heart shaped bottom. Kiss resuming, he picked her up by her cheeks and she threw her arms about his neck. Steamroller! Five long minutes they made out, boys admiring them through the window, just waiting to join the stimulation. Tucker made certain to turn in step and let them see her backside. Taking her legs aloft, he hooked them around his hips and walked about a bit until reaching a point in the wall that was glass from top to bottom. On the other side of that glass sat Potter and Walsh. Best seat in the house! Hers that is. Bannon touched the glass right over her compressed butt cheeks.

“Damn fine ass!” Walsh told Potter.

“She’s into him.” Tucker opened his eyes and winked at the Officers then lowered Andi to her feet. Whispers between them the boy asked her to unzip him and get a good look. Greedy in her need to hold a penis she knelt down and began working at his pants until they were open. A shock toppled free of his inseam as a beefy nine-inch-thick cock, hard as a rock, crown purple and shiny, veins rippling, landed right over her brow. Awestruck, the biggest cock she had ever seen out of any Mustang here, she trembled like a leaf and tugged his pants lower to escape their hinderance.

“You weren’t joking.” She stared up at Tucker. Reaching in she curled both hands around his monstrosity. “My fingers won’t even touch my palm.”

“That’s the hardest I’ve ever been. You sure know how to turn a guy on.”

“I barely know what I’m doing.” She giggled. “Gosh! This is going to be fun.”

“How can we be virgins?” He laughed. “I’m huge and you’re amazing. I have an idea if you’re willing. I’d like to know what it feels like to rub my dick on a pussy. My ex would never let me go near hers. She was really religious. Probably why we didn’t last.”

“I’m not ready to lose my virginity today.” She gnashed her teeth, leery of that risk occurring, “Soon though.”

“We don’t have to really fuck. Have you ever seen those pornos where a guy sticks his dick through a girl’s thigh gap and I guess, fake fucks? It’s just the dick rubbing along the girl’s pussy with the kind of friction it would be to really fuck her.”

“That won’t hurt me.” She realized, “We can do that if you really want to.”

“I really, really do.” He sighed heavily and brought her to her feet, his thick cock rolling along her flesh from chest to abdomen. Bringing her up as he had earlier and clinging her legs to his hips, he ventured to rub his shaft along her tight labia. From the front the friction was not as stimulating as it could be. Honestly, she found it rather disappointing. “You hate it, I can tell. Wait! I think it feels better when it’s from behind.” Easing her down again he turned her before she could note the windows and used his body to block her. Facing the playground items, he guided his behemoth between her gap and began thrusting. He was correct, the sensations were incredible, so wonderful she moaned and squealed like a little girl.

“You’re right again. I love this. Do it faster!” His dick arching upward a bit battered her clit in style. Once Tucker had the hang of it he dared to palm her throat and lightly squeeze. Andi loved that too. “Yes Tucker! Yes!” Seeing her reaction as positive Tucker now stepped back carrying her along until his ass touched glass. A whirlwind romance he turned her to face the glass and pressed her body into it. Shades of Mace Belmont and Sable McKellen just last night, even if Andi knew nothing of that stunt. Her 36C’s crushing into the pane, Tucker’s penis smudging glass upon each impact Andrea realized Potter and Walsh were literally right there inches away. Offering her a thumbs up as support she whined and endured the exhibitionism of it. She hadn’t even noticed Walsh recording her adventure on the sly.

“God Andrea! You’re so wet. I can feel you dripping all around my cock.”

“It feels so good Tucker. Don’t stop!”

“Shit! POPO is watching, I’ll move us.”

“NO! I need to be brave. Let them see us.” Let the other twelve people sitting along the side wall of the restaurant witness it too, none of which were Mustangs. A few skeptical eyes were unnerved but not one person spoke up over it. “I think I’m going to cum Tucker.”

“Should I stop?” Hell no! He had zero intentions of stopping but improved on his acting skills.

“Please don’t!” Her eyes rolling back, she palmed the glass and pressed her forehead into it. Tensing her body Andrea Beckett had a very vivid orgasm. “TUUUUUUUUUUUCKERRRRRRR!” BOOM! Convulsing in his grasp she opened her eyes and realized a new guest had arrived. “Oh, My God! Mimi!” She was beet red until she saw the blond blow her a kiss and remove her own dress. Tossing it on Potter and Walsh’s table she knelt down in the aisle and bowed her head. “Mimi?” What was she doing? Nonstop, Tucker continued ravaging her dripping labia, his penis tapping the window might end up bruised before it was over with. Lost between watching Mimi and the sensitivity of her climactic thrill ride she heard her skin screeching as it slid along the glass. The eeking sound in honor of the Mouse on the other side.

“I thought I told you the dress stayed in your car.” Potter growled. “You disobeyed me, Mimi.”