Sherrys Cherry Pie Ch 02

At this point all I wanted to do was run as fast as my legs would take me. I would risk the rain and mud in just my underwear. But then I thought about going home, having to sneak in and pray Momma wasn't waiting up for me. How would I explain being naked? And how the heck would I explain the back of house staff up and quitting all at once. There was no way that the blame wouldn't be mine. And the new location wouldn't be staffed and running for months, how would any of it get done?

I shook my head fast at the thought of standing between being humiliated like this, and my family losing everything. Not to mention if this place shut down, Melanie, and the other waitresses would be out of work too.

I reached up and Landon must have thought I was trying to grab his hand, so he moved more to my throat and gripped. The alcohol and heat mixed with the loss of oxygen made my head cloudy again. But somehow my hands still found the front clip of my bra, I tugged it together until the clasp slipped up and came loose. The weight of my chest pushed the unhooked bra open and I barely needed to pull for my heavy breasts to slip out. I looked at the floor as the guys whistled and laughed at the scene.

I couldn't bear to see their eyes as I grabbed Landon's hand on my thigh and pulled it up to my chest. Immediately he squeezed and pawed at the soft flesh. He removed his right hand from my neck and gripped my other breast tightly. His hands were rough and his mouth was so close to my ear. Each time he let out a breath, my neck and chest would seem to vibrate. He leaned in closer and started to whisper to me.

"I've seen those looks you give me Sherry Tucker. How many times have you thought about yourself in this exact position?"

'Never', I gasped out, surprising myself with how raw my voice sounded.

"Oh never? Are you sure, little girl? You haven't ever touched that cute little cunny thinking about me?"

I shook my head just as Landon captured my nipples between his thumb and pointer fingers. The edge of his trimmed nails were digging into me, making me gasp and whimper more. Landon took his tongue and teeth to my ear, driving me crazy with sensation I had never felt before.

Landon knew how I felt about him, that I liked his attention, but I had never touched myself or thought about things like this. It was torturous. That deep hot feeling under my belly button was turned up to an 11 and my hips were moving all on their own.

Taking advantage of this, Landon started to grind into me. I could feel his hardened member pressing on my butt through his pants and I thought I'd never get rid of this blush for as long as I live.

"How can you say, you don't like this, when you're rubbing into me, little girl? I bet I can prove you're enjoying yourself."

I kept refusing and shaking my head fervently. But it was true. When I took in my body, I was leaned slightly forward, my hands balled tightly into fists, and hips pushed just as tightly against Landon's. His grinding had started some of my own. A sharp bite to my ear brought me out of my head and back to the sensations. I must have made a terribly embarrassing noise because Landon chuckled darkly again. The deep noise rattled my body in a shockwave.

"If I can prove that you're enjoying this, you have to stay and be of use to us, but if I don't find any proof, we'll let you go home. Is that fair?"

Not realizing what I was agreeing to, only the thought of going home, I nodded my consent. With that confirmation, Landon pushed me forward towards the sink and prep counter. He turned me around so I was facing him. I had never seen this look on his face before. It wasn't anger, but his eyes were so dark, his face seemed almost villainous. That being said, when he leaned down to, our lips just a breath away, the devilish look only drew me in closer.

Sweet Jesus, this man's lips. They were hot and insistent against mine. My first kiss, almost forcibly taken. His hands went to my butt and thighs, squeezing and tugging against him. His clothes rubbed against my chest in a way that kept raising those shockwaves and that deep feeling under my belly button. I know I made a disapproving noise when Landon ended our kiss.

"You're so greedy Sherry Tucker, but I'll give you what you want. Put your arms around my neck, honey."

I nodded dreamily and did as I was told. Anything to get his lips and body against me. Why hadn't I ever thought of this before? This feeling was strange and frightening but it was instinctual. My body knew this feeling was good, despite what my brain was screaming. The liquor and this addictive feeling had me now. With a sudden and powerful jerk, Landon lifted me off my feet and plopped me onto the counter behind me. My arms reached for him again, everything in me aching to close the distance between us.

"Not yet Sherry, you've forgotten our bet. I've got to prove you want it before I can give you more. Lift your legs up, and put your feet flat on the edge."

I didn't react immediately, instead my eyes went to the rest of the men, crowding the kitchen. They were all looking at me with the same dark look as Landon. And more shockingly, all of them were rubbing themselves at the waist. Davy had his hands inside his pants and so did Andy and Mark. Jared, Phil and Jose just gripped at the front of their pants, still all of them looked stuck on the show in front of them. In what I would later call a fit of insanity, instead of covering myself and running out of there, I put my foot on the edge and looked at them all as my legs slowly spread open.

There were some groans and cursing amongst them and just the sights and sounds made that belly feeling pulse. I was feeling it lower too, now that my legs were open and I knew they could see every part of me. Landon was at my left, kneeling close to my leg. He put a hand on my stomach, and the other on my bottom. His soft nudges were telling me to tip my hips up higher, so I kept lifting until I was leaned back against the wall and my tailbone touched the metal counter.

"Now Sherry, the way us guys find out if a girl likes what we're doing is checking if she's wet. That cunny between your legs should be slippery with excitement by now. Why don't you check for us?"

I looked at Landon as if that was the craziest thing he had said that night. He laughed at my reaction and just nodded at me to continue. I was just frozen there.

"Maybe she's still too sober to hang with us. Why don't we get you another drink Sherry?"

The liquor bottle was plucked up and Landon held it out to me.

"You take a swig yourself, or we can make you."

I only paused for a second, but seeing Landon and the other guys get a little closer made me act quickly. I snatched the bottle from Landon's hand and took three big swallows. Big mistake. I coughed and choked again, the heat rising even higher. Landon stood back up and kissed me again, his hot tongue licking the alcohol away from my lips and stealing any breath I was fighting to get. I was drunk at this point. I knew it because my body burned but I wasn't sweating, I was barely moving. It was all the liquor's fault. If I could just get this over with, maybe I could get water or food and some rest. Landon must have read my mind because he got back to his vantage point on the ground by my left leg and looked up at me.

"The sooner you do as we ask, the sooner we can move this along, and you can get home. Don't you want to get home, little girl?"

I nodded weakly again, too embarrassed to even speak. I could feel so many eyes burning into me, watching my every move. My legs spread further and I reached my hand between them. My first thought was to touch the way I wash so I laid my hand flat against myself and slowly started to move it up and down. Landon was right, not only had my skin been hot and red, but my petals and hair were soaked. My eyes were on the wall to my right, but I got so curious once I felt the slick juice.

Landon tutted at me, rising up a bit more, this time closer to my middle.

"You've never done this before Sherry? Your hand is moving all wrong. Take your three middle fingers and scoop up some of that wet."

Keeping my eyes on the wall, I did as he said. My ring, middle and pointer had been coated and I held still waiting for Landon to lead me more.

"Good girl, now take those fingers and put it on your clit."

I was frozen, what the heck was he talking about. I put them back near my entrance and he tutted me again.

"Where does it feel best girlie? Do you feel that tingly spot that's screaming to be touched?"

"None of it feels best Landon, I don't know what heck I'm doing. Please don't make me do this."

My voice shook and sounded small compared to the pounding in my chest.

"You'll do it girlie, or I can do it for you. We really love you Sherry, that's why we're gonna take our time, but if you waste it, after we've been so nice, we'll take what we want however we'd like. And I don't think you'd want to become a real woman that way, would you?"

I dropped my legs down and started to sob. This can't be happening. My head was swimming, my stomach and privates were on fire, and these guys weren't being kind to me at all. Even though they said they were being nice, it felt like I was getting shoe-horned into something awful. Landon sighed as if dealing with a child and grabbed both of my legs. They were hoisted back up onto the counter and his hands moved from my ankles to the back of my knees. My body was bent from his weight until I folded in half.

"I'm sorry Sherry, I tried my hardest to let you come to it yourself, but you're being too difficult. If you struggle, you'll regret it."

The sharp edge to his voice would have made me cry even harder, but his warm breath so close to my already scalding middle and that fox look in his eyes caused me to clench deep inside. It was like a wink between my legs. The twitch pulled Landon's eyes away from mine and he groaned at the sight.

"Get her nice and wet Landon, you're so fucking lucky that you get to enjoy that virgin pussy first."

Landon chuckled, his eyes coming back to mine. The light hit the gray and blue swimming there, making them shine.

"I told you that I loved your cherry pie, didn't I Sherry? Well let me show you just how much,"

"Not gonna have a cherry when we're done with it."

I heard Mark speak and all the guys agreed excitedly. I was focused on their grins and hungry looks when I almost leapt right off the counter. Landon had leaned in and flicked his tongue against me! He did it again but this time he gripped the back of my knees even further and bent me back more. Instead of a lick, Landon pushed his mouth into me and started sucking. I didn't point him to the tingle but he seemed to already know where it was. His lips pulled it while his tongue circled and slashed it.

"Landon, stop that! I don't like that!"

Landon groaned against me, the rumble of his voice adding to that feeling and I couldn't hold onto a single sound.

"You sure you don't like it Miss Sherry? You're squirming around an awful lot for someone who isn't enjoying themselves. Maybe you need to check her again, boss."

I looked at Davy, and his smile was lazy but half crazed at the same time. He hand in his pants moved faster and I was stuck watching him until Andy's voice pulled me away.

"You like that Sherry, what about this one?"

Andy had his in his hand, completely uncovered. He was stroking his and watching me. When I looked around at the other 4 guys, they were doing the same. Their members all out in the open, rigid and pointing right at me. I nearly choked on my tongue at the size of some of them. They were never gonna fit inside me. It was possible, no matter how slippery I got! Landon pulled away with a wet popping noise and got my attention with a firm squeeze of his hands.

"Grab your nipples, little girl, like I did, twist and pull on them while I eat your pussy."

I cringed at the word and turned away again. This must have annoyed Landon because he dropped one of my legs and hit me right in between them. The sting from his hand made me scream. But it wasn't from pain I don't think. It didn't really hurt much, but it was so intense. A second smack jolted me again and I grabbed my chest in response.

"Please Landon! No more!"

I had managed to gasp out a plea but I have no idea how. My body felt weak and dreamy like sitting in a hot bath for too long. But instead of going back to my center with his mouth, Landon hit me again, harder this time, the sting and the pleasure more intense.

"I did it! I did what you said!"

Landon laughed and grabbed onto the wet flesh he was just abusing with his mouth and hand. I shrieked loudly and tried to lift my hips to escape the pulling.

"Twist and tug them Sherry, I'll take this cute little clit right off if you don't listen to me."

I nodded and started to roll and twist my nippled in my fingers. Finally Landon went back to sucking and licking on my middle. After having him strike me and his rough gripping fingers, my wet tortured skin was screaming with sensitivity. Still I kept my hands working my nipples and tried not to squirm away from Landon's mouth. In all this, the rest of the group was still eyeing me. Hands pleasuring themselves, their eyes like Landon's, burning me.

It seemed like that was heating me up too. Having them staring at me, clearly wanting to be in Landon's place, all of them wanting a piece of me. I knew it may have only been for this, for sex. But just them wanting me specifically, instead of getting one of the other girls on staff drunk and fooling around with them. It was me, and that feeling made me want to fall into whatever this is and not come out.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by Landon dropping one of my legs to put his hand in front of my face. His middle and ring finger stuck out near my mouth and without being told I trapped them between my lips. His fingers tasted a bit like dish soap and felt hot on my tongue.

I sucked on those two digits until Landon started to pull them out, I let go of them with a pouty noise and I felt Landon chuckle against me. He pulled back and looked up at me.

"You heard her boys, she needs something to suck on. What was the order we'd decided on? Who goes first in her mouth?"

"We were going by age, so I'm first!"

Mark spoke up, and started towards me. Again I felt that wink inside me. Intensity was pouring off of him with every step. Like a tiger, stalking a deer. I couldn't imagine all that power being added to my current state, I didn't think I could take it. Mark leaned in and removed my hands from my chest and replaced them with his own. His eyes were locked into mine and were a deep hazel color. I had never stared so intently at them but now I was trapped. His fingers twisted and pulled, rougher than I had, bringing noisy sighs and gasps from me with each tug. I realized now that these two pleasures, Landon's mouth and Mark's fingers were bouncing off of each other and I was flying.

"I wanna taste that sweet little mouth before I fill it up."

Mark leaned in further and our lips met. His kiss was just as insistent as Landon's but his tongue dipped into my mouth and seemed to coax mine out. His lips were thick and soft, I couldn't help but moan into them while the two men worked on me. Just as I felt myself go over a new staticky wave, Mark pulled his lips back and let my breasts drop. He hopped up on the counter to my left on his bottom, then moved onto his knees so his thighs were close to my shoulder. I was face to face with his member then. It was dark and rigid, pointing straight out at me.

Mark pushed his hips forward and the tip pushed wetly against my lips. I moved back instinctually, but he caught me by my hair, and gripped tightly, stopping me from leaning away. Another jut against my lips but I refused to open them.

"Help her out, boss, give her a reason to open her mouth."

My eyes shot down to Landon smirking at me. Without breaking away, he spit right between my legs. It did shock the heck out of me but I bit my lips and kept my mouth shut. That wasn't it though. The spit just made it even more slippery, and made the way in easier. Landon took two of his fingers and sunk them into me faster than I could follow.

The feeling made me slam my legs close and scream out. Mark took that opportunity to shove his member forward into my trapped mouth. Much like the alcohol, I choked and gag but Mark didn't push it very far back so I was able to swallow and breathe through my nose.

At the same time, Landon pushed my legs back open and continued sawing his fingers in and out of me. This combined with his mouth finding its way back to me confused the heck out of me. It was uncomfortable, but the way Landon's tongue and lips were working, and the way he moved those fingers, I couldn't even bring myself to try and wiggle away.

"Focus up here Sherry, I need your help."

I looked up at Mark and he smirked when our eyes met.

"Stick out your tongue a little more, and try to keep your teeth covered."

As much as I didn't like having Mark's thing in my mouth, he was looking down at me like it was the best thing he had ever felt. I did as he told me and once he felt my tongue slip down him a little further, his grip tightened on my hair. I didn't really know what to make of it. The skin was soft but the whole thing felt rock hard. It got wider towards the base and I felt my eyes start to water as Mark pressed back and forth. With every push, he went back further, slowly but still insistent once it got closer to the base.

I was fully crying now, but I wasn't really sad, I don't think. It was like crying because you're laughing or coughing hard. My first gag caused Mark to groan and tip my head back even more. For a split second he pulled all the way out but before I could breathe he pushed it all back in. The second time I was ready and took in some air through my nose as fast as I could. Again and again, I would gag on him, my spit coating my chin and then my chest and all over his member.

I was reaching that wave high again, I could feel it. Even though I couldn't really breath and my face had just kept getting hotter. Landon had been striking this wonderful spot inside me, and each time I'd feel my hips and stomach shake. It was like Mark and Landon were sending each other a signal because they started to speed up. Landon started sucking and slurping on me and Mark was hammering the back of my throat, not allowing me a chance to breathe this time. The wave was stronger this time too, it felt like I was gonna let loose right on the floor.

This time I did try to wiggle free, but Landon's shoulders and left hand kept me in place. In a feverish moment I felt Mark start to throb in my mouth and my hips just wouldn't stop shaking. My moans turned wet and nonsensical as the wave crashed back down, I felt all the pleasure at once slamming into me. Mark seemed to have a wave of his own and sent his member as far as it could go before my mouth and throat started to fill up. It started to come back up as my first reaction was to spit it out, the slimy stuff that I first thought had to be pee was cloudy white and thick. It had a strong smell and taste as it dripped onto my chest.

Mark stroked himself until every drop had either gotten on me or his hand. A wave of nausea hit me and I scrambled down from the counter towards the employee bathroom. I had made it just in time for all the alcohol, some of Mark's mess and whatever was left of my breakfast to come shooting out. I let go of everything in my stomach until I was dry heaving and nothing else was coming up. I went to the sink and rinse out my mouth. My chest and face were next. After some soap, the hottest water I could stand and a pile of paper towels, I felt somewhat like myself.