WuMei's Misadventures -- Cafe Violation - Sex Stories

WuMei's Misadventures -- Cafe Violation

... 10:50pm, the blonde bombshell, as usual, got up and walked out. The drug had not worked. The boys were so disappointed. Their last chance at getting into her pussy and they had blown it. Brad had put the drug in the mug. Joe looked at Brad. Mike looked at Brad. Brad's eyes wandered to avoid their uncomfortable stares. His eyes wandered to WuMei and Ling's table. His eyes stopped and stared at the red mug on their table. His eyes stared at the two 40 yr old Chinese waitresses passed out at the table, heads down, arms limp at their sides. “Psst.” He said to Joe and Mike. He shook his head toward the two women. Mike's mouth fell open. Joe said in exasperation, “You idiot! You gave her the wrong mug. You idiot! Now we're out $100 and no pussy.” Brad stared at the two women and suggested, “Well, maybe, we get two pussies.” Joe and Mike stared at the two women and as one complained, “They must be like 100 yrs old and not even blonde. Not even white. What are they, Chinese?” Brad shrugged, “Don't know. Don't care. Two pussies for the price of one. Are you in? Or do I get them both myself?” Joe and Mike looked at Brad. They looked at each other. They looked at the two passed out women. Joe said, “I've had a hard-on all day for that blonde. I need to do something about my hard-on.” Mike agreed, “Me too.” They stared at the two pussies waiting for them at the table. Joe went to the door, shut and locked it. Brad pulled the curtains. Mike turned off the front lights so the place ...

... would look closed. They all turned to look at the passed out pussies again. Just as they planned with the blonde, they went to one of the booths, pulled out the table and pushed a couple of extra booth seats in so they had a sort of cozy bed. Brad put his hands on Ling's chair and dragged the chair and Ling to the booth. Mike did the same with WuMei. Noticing that their drugged latte was only half empty, Mike remarked, “Hey guys, their mug is still half full. They'll wake up before we're done.” Joe assured him, “The guy who sold me the drug said it was really powerful. Knock anything out even if they didn't drink it all. These bitches are out for the night. Let's have some Chinese pussy.” Brad said, “Meow.” Together they pulled Ling from her chair and pushed her limp body onto the booth cushions. Mike couldn't resist taking a peak at her legs as the brown uniform was accidentally pushed up. Next they grabbed WuMei under her arms, messing her white, starched blouse in the process. They stuffed her into the booth also, making sure her skirt remained pushed up near the top of her thighs. Brad climbed in with the women, straddled Ling and started opening her brown waitress uniform. It had domes that went all the way from the neck to the waist so all he had to do was pull at each dome to make it pop open. Easy. Three domes revealed the start of Ling's cleavage. The fourth showed her black sheer bra under which he could readily see a pair of light, gold tits restrained by the fabric. ...