Lana Eats ChizBurgers

As their name suggests, fast food restaurants mostly are known for serving food fast. The food isn’t necessarily that good. Rarely is it that good for you. But the service is supposed to be almost immediate.

A few nights ago, I received service at a fast food place that was anything but fast. But the servicing I got AFTER I finally got my food… was great!

The girl who ended up choking down my chizburger was a young brunette with a ponytail. Admittedly, it was late evening… just past 10 p.m.; and most customers seemed to be using the drive-thru window. Certainly, there was a very slim and cute East indian girl with headphones on, who obviously was taking orders from drive-thru customers, and she looked VERY busy when I walked into the restaurant; she was running around, grabbing burgers and fries, all the while continuing to listen to orders. In fact, I had intended to drive thru myself, but the day had started with it snowing, but then things had warmed up, and then gotten really cold again… so that my driver side window was frozen shut. So I walked in. All I wanted was a cheap double cheeseburger… $1.39.

When I arrived at the counter, I saw a half filled tray of food: two medium fries and two drinks obviously waiting for some burgers or whatever. But there was no one serving the front counter. The girl running around with headphones on was obviously too busy to serve the front counter too. Otherwise, there was a girl facing away from me, chatting with two guys who were making food. I figured she would turn around any second to serve me, so I waited… and waited… and waited.

To be honest, the wait wasn’t all that unpleasant, because of the view. Though I couldn’t see the girl’s face, at first, I could see her ass… and it was to die for. She was wearing the company’s trademark blue and grey top, to go with black, front-pocket pants and running shoes. The girl was not slim, but not at all fat. She was one of those girls who you wouldn’t want to add 10 pounds, but was perfect. Her ass DEFINITELY was perfect, fleshy enough to make the seat of those black pants she was wearing enticingly tight. Every time she shifted her weight, the material in the seat of her pants crinkled a little bit, and this made her ass even sexier. Man! My cock grew as I watched it!

But you can only watch a girl’s ass so long when it’s late and you’re in a hurry. I looked at my watch. I had been standing there ten minutes and she hadn’t even turned around. Was she off duty or something? Was only the drive thru window open? Or was the girl just too wrapped up flirting with the two guys flipping burgers to care? Finally, one of the guys handed her two burgers, she turned to place them on the tray on the counter, and then she slid the whole thing over towards me. Immediately, another woman popped over to claim the tray.

“Oh!” the girl behind the counter said. I glanced at her name tag: it read ‘Lana.’ Lana apparently had thought that I was waiting for the tray. I know that because she immediately apologized, saying: “I’m sorry. I thought you were waiting for the tray.”

“No,” I said, acting a bit more miffed than I actually was. “I have been standing here watching you chat with your boyfriends here for ten minutes and haven’t even been asked what I want yet.”

This made her EXTREMELY apologetic. “Oh, I’m SO sorry,” she said. And I could tell, from her tone, that she meant it. But the two young cooks behind her, who I guess must have gone to the same high school she did, were laughing and kidding her about her ‘lack of service’, so she started to laugh. And she didn’t want to laugh, I could tell. Maybe, she thought it disrespectful; but she couldn’t help herself. “I’m SOOO sorry,” she repeated, even more earnestly, but still unable to stop laughing. And then, she apparently got worried that I’d report her, because she pleaded with me not to lodge a formal complaint.

“Please. I’ll do anything to make it up to you. Free burger and fries? Free drink? A blowjob?”

What? Had I heard her right?

Apparently, I had, because one of the cooks then said… “I’d DEFINITELY go with the blowjob.”

“Yeah! Fuck the shit out of her mouth!” said the other.

I looked right at Lana, with my jaw down around my ankles.

“I’d love to. Really!” she said, still sounding worried.

I was just stammering. My cock was now so rock-hard, it hurt. And I know it was pouching out the front of my pants.

“C’mere!” she said, reaching over the counter and grabbing my hand. I remained stunned as she guided me over to where the counter ended, and then towards the back of the store. I just followed behind, dutifully, my eyes again riveted on her amazing ass. Finally, she turned towards me, and took my other hand, clearly indicating this was where she would ‘do it’. I glanced around. We were about half way back, in the middle aisle between the two huge grills where all the cooking took place, just past where the two cooks still were making the various sandwiches and fries.

“I have to be able to watch the front,” she explained, seeing my puzzled look. “Just stay here two seconds. I’ll be right back.”

She literally was gone only a few seconds, returning with her purse. Again standing right across from me, she quickly looked through her purse and pulled out a little mirror and some eye-shadow, rouge and lipstick. I watched in amazement as she calmly applied a bit more rouge and eye-shadow.

“I want to look pretty for you,” she said, sweetly.

I was really just looking at her face for the first time. She was maybe 18… obviously still in high-school… and, though not facially gorgeous, definitely pretty. She had hazel-coloured eyes. Her brown hair was in a ponytail; and she had a sweet smile. Now, with the make-up, she looked very nice. Then, she freshened up her lipstick, smacking her lips together at the end, as girls do, to even everything out. Man! That was sexy!

‘In a few seconds, my cock is going to be inside that mouth,’ I thought to myself, my cock now tingling.

Sure enough, after asking me politely if I minded watching out for customers at the front counter for her – “If too many come, I’ll have to leave and come back to you… I’m sorry,” she said – she squatted down at my feet and reached up to undo my belt and zipper. I glanced over at the two cooks, who were watching everything and smiling.

“Ram it all the way down her throat, man!” one of them said, pleasantly.

But Lana was too busy undoing my belt to notice. Then, once my zipper was down and my cock out, she leaned forward to take my cock in her mouth.

Look! Lana’s having a Happy Meal!” one of the guys kidded. Lana did hear that. She paused to look right at him, retorted with a playful “Hmmmmm!” and then started slowly sliding her mouth up and down my rod.

Immediately, I knew she’d done this before. She was good. Some girls start out to fast, for example, and that doesn’t feel good. She knew to start things slow, letting saliva build up in her mouth as she went. She also knew to tilt her head right and left as she slid forward and back, to let her tongue and lips work different parts of the underside of my cock. She knew also to tilt her head back a bit when she pulled back, to bring her tongue into greater contact with my shaft. And she knew that most guys like a girl to watch them watching her watching them as she sucks… so she kept her eyes open. And there was obvious delight in those eyes, and a slight upward tilt of the corners of her lips to indicate a smile. She was both pleased and proud to have my cock in her mouth.

Most girls would be a bit self conscious, giving some balding, middle-aged guy a blowjob in front of two boys from their high-school, especially if they constantly were kidding her, but Lana seemed not to mind. If anything, she seemed to enjoy the extra attention. Making small talk as they cooked burgers and fries, the two guys made all sorts of jokes and comments about Lana… like how she did this all the time… how she routinely practised on 12-inch salami sausages in the back… how her favourite was ass to mouth… how one old guy even would bring his dog around for her (“she’s always picking dog fur out of her teeth’)… and so on. I just laughed and shook my head. Poor Lana to take such verbal abuse! But the only discomfort these comments seem to bring her was that she had to keep herself from laughing.

A couple of times, she couldn’t help but laugh, but dutifully kept my cock in her mouth, wrapping her lips tightly around it to keep from losing control, and closing her eyes as she chuckled silently. A couple of times, she did scold them a bit – like when Jeff (the shorter brown-haired boy) asked her what dog cum tasted like - looking right at them and saying a forceful “Hmm hmmmmm!” But then she’d laugh again, and we knew she’d just been playing.

Finally, when one of them commented… “Doesn’t she have a gorgeous ass?” I heartily agreed.

“I wish I still could see it,” I said, earnestly.

“Hmmmm?” Lana asked me. Then she turned her eyes towards Tom, the taller blond boy. “Hmm hmm hmmm?” she asked him.

“I’m on it!” he said. And then he scooted off and returned a minute later with a 3 by 5 foot mirror that he’d taken down off the bathroom wall. He propped it against the grill behind Lana, and angled it, and then asked me if I could see.

“Perfect. Thanks.” I answered, appreciative that I once again was able to see Lana’s sweet ass while she was blowing me. “You’re ass sure is gorgeous, Lana,” I said after a moment.

“Hmm hmmm,” she answered, appreciatively.

Eventually, one of them pulled out his camera phone and started taking pictures, which Lana dutifully posed for… going deep and then holding me in her throat while she tilted her head and turned her eyes towards the camera.

“Smile and say Chiz!” the photographer said.

“Lana played along. “Hmmmmmm!” she said, sweetly.

We did this a few times; and the third time, I reached down with one hand to fondle Lana’s ass. The cotton-polyester of the seat of her pants felt nice and warm against my hand.

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” she purred, my cock deep inside her throat.

A minute later, Jeff asked Lana if she wanted ‘condiments’ with her meal. “You know… catsup? Mustard? Mayonnaise?”

“No mustard,” I cautioned him, not wanting a stain.

Lana just kept bobbing her head back and forth. God! Her moist, warm mouth felt so good sliding to and fro along my shaft! But her eyes were watching Jeff as he approached with a big squeeze tube of mayonnaise. When he was ready for her, Lana pulled her mouth off of me for a second and opened it up wide.

“Mayonnaise, Ma’am?” he asked, squeezing it right into her mouth.

He put so much in her mouth it kind of squished out when she clamped back onto my cock. Poor Lana was swallowing mayonnaise and sucking my cock at the same time. It was very funny and cute.

“And what would you like to drink with that?” Jeff asked her once she had the mayonnaise problem under control.

Her answer almost floored me. “Hmmm hmmmmm,” she said, pointing right at his crotch.

“Coming right up.”

Sure enough, as Lana returned to her meal, I watched as the guy popped up to the front and then returned with a huge cup, the biggest they had, pulled out his wang, and started pissing into it. His friend followed suit. Then, when the Big Gulp was full to the brim, they fit a plastic cover on it and poked in a straw.

“Here you go, Ma’am,” the guy said.

Lana popped off of me long enough to take a nice long sip of her piss. And then she handed it up to me and resumed the blowjob.