Andrea Goes For a Drink

Andrea waited patiently for the bartender to get to her order, something still bugged her though. It lurked in her thoughts swirling about in contemplation as she watched the two bartenders serve patron after patron. Her original contempt and disgust at their lewd behaviour had subsided, she was just feeling jealous… Yes, she wanted to be part of the attention. Glancing at her date down the bar her muddied mind resisted while wondering how to participate, no… She wanted to compete!

As the auburn hair bartender leaned back across the bar, placing shot glasses in two of the spaces where her shirt bridged her cleavage Andrea saw her chance. Stepping up on the foot rail she leaned over making out with Erin.

Andrea had never done that sort of thing before, while she recognized womanly beauty she had never been drawn to them sexually… But she would do anything to arouse or please her man… Actually, any man she was slightly inclined to… You know.

As a shyer more awkward less buxom blonde bartender timidly took the first shot glass with her mouth Andrea felt excited. Hearing the cheers and catcalls made her feel wetter. She yearned for the photographer to capture this moment.

As Shelly closed her lips around the second shot glass and felt herself eagerly accept the second shot back the crowd erupted in cheers. Money was laid out on the open bar. Sheepishly removing the glass from her lips she squealed as the busty brunette who had been making out with Erin pulled her into a forceful kiss, their tongues dancing as the brunette eagerly lapped at the taste of the recently consumed shots. Shelly was feeling more liberated, and encouraged by both their audience and the pleasurable actions of the demonic tusk pleasuring her pussy and ass. The gratuitous tips hitting the counter became just a greater incentive.

Andrea was just going on compulsion, pushed onwards by a stronger yearning to drink, to act. She was here to be a slut, she was going to one-up these sluts. That photographer reminded her how sexy she could be. Just like the auburn-haired bartender nuzzling her tits.

“I want two blowjobs, one placed like a cumshot between your friend's breasts, the other in her mouth so everyone could imagine us cum swapping as I take it,” Andrea ordered releasing the blonde to kiss the auburn-haired bartender beneath her, as her hands aimlessly felt out across the crotches of the people beside her shamelessly.

“I like your ambition,” Erin remarked grinning broadly as she stepped around the bar eyeing Andrea up and down with excitement, and desire.

Shelly poured the shots with ease and hardly a thought, her conscience surfacing as she reached for the glasses. This wasn't right, she thought or tried to as she felt the uniform dancing across her skin electrically with phantom fingers, the toy clenched between her pussy and ass buzzing with pleasurable encouragement, growing and egging her on as the first shot glass nested through the shirt snuggly in Erin's cleavage.

Erin mouthed at the buttons of Shelly's shirt as she reached across the bar, her lips kissing lewdly upwards at the lesser corrupted bartender, eager to exchange tongues only to gaze with sadness as Shelly resisted the urge to kiss depositing the second glass in Erin's mouth.

Andrea squatted down between Erin's legs excited by the cheers she elicited as the crowd crowed with delight as she ran her tongue up the bartender’s camel toe. She kissed across the pants crotch, danced her tongue up the exposed midriff, Andrea's hands sliding up Erin's hips, across her toned abs, and slipped her fingers beneath the tight top.

Andrea kissed and licked the exposed flesh through the tops increasingly stretched bridges across the swollen cleavage, she smiled at the thought of the top ripping open, providing a chance to suck on the hard nipples pressing through the thin fabric top, flanking her cheeks as her tongue danced around the rim of the first shot glass.

Andrea took the glass delicately in her lips, with hair whipping speed she threw her head back, arching her back as if in climax atop a sexual partner, relishing the corrupted creamy drink as it sloshed around her mouth before being swallowed like the thick sexual reward it was named for. Her tongue reached out and licked around the shot glass's interior nimbly, her mind half wishing it was a cumshot being licked free of a woman's pussy.

Squeezing Erin’s breasts, Andrea brought up a hand to withdraw the glass from her lips, slamming it down victoriously to catcalls, cheers, and applause on the bar counter. Staring lewdly at the blonde, doe-eyed bartender Andrea blew a kiss and licked her lips suggestively before diving back down into Erin’s bosom.

Andrea kissed and lapped at Erin’s breasts, fondling them once more, as she resumed her trip up to the bartender’s exposed neckline. Andrea felt herself getting aroused with each moan, and pleasured reflex she provoked from the girl bent backwards against the bar. Every response echoed by the crowd, and the stare of sexual hunger she was drawing from her date.

Kissing her way along the side of Erin’s neck, up along her chin, Andrea licked at her ear.

“The things, I would do to you right now.” She whispered in a husky, promising tone. Her mind drowning in perverse ideas, like being gang banged here right now with this bartender. Lapping each other’s faces and tits clean after load after load was ejaculated across them. All possibly while her date was **** to just sit, wait, and watch. He would get to cum last.

Kissing across the bartender’s cheek, their lips locked around the shot glass. The passionate kiss breaking as Andrea once more threw her head back, arching her back suggestively, pressing her breasts forwards, upwards, presenting them and their fullness to all who were watching.

Erin fondled the large tits excited by their feel in her palms, as Andrea pulled the shot glass from her mouth their lips locked, their tongues intertwined.

As they parted from the kiss, still pressed hard against each other Andrea grinned malevolently, looking around the gathered audience. It felt good to be the center of attention.

“I’m still thirsty boys.” Andrea declared to them lewdly before making out with Erin once more.