Celebrating

You are out at the local college bar, celebrating your birthday with friends. You have been to this bar many times, but this is the first time you didn’t need a fake ID. Which of course gave you a few dirty looks, considering the bartenders you know well thought your name was John.

Despite the excitement, you are quite distracted by the new bartender the place just hired. You watch her walk over to you, her large breasts bouncing in her tight top. You sit there, just waiting and hoping you get that familiar whisper.

There it is, the whisper, as she nears you. You smile, she smiles when she sees you. Walking right up to you and your friends. “What can I get you?” she asks all of you.

Your friends order their drinks. She then comes to you. “I want you to wrap your massive tits around my cock and make me cum.” You tell her plain and simple.

She smiles at you, like you just asked her for a beer. “Sure thing, let me get your friends their drinks and I will take care of you.” She moves off, getting the drinks for your friends. You watch her move, enjoying her young plush body.

She steps out from behind the bar, after serving your friends. You spin around, leaning back against the bar. She kneels down before you, lifting up her top, but not taking it off. Unclasping her bra from the front, you think how fortunate that is, her large breasts fall free. Her breasts sagging a bit, due to their size.

She unzips your pants, pulling out your already hard cock. Stroking it a few times, making sure you are nice and stiff. Grabbing her breasts, she sandwiches them around your rigid member. Encasing them in a different kind of softness.

She moves her breasts up and down your shaft, the friction making it a bit difficult to move easily. She then drools onto your cock, using her spit as lube. Allowing her to glide up and down easier. She keeps adding more and more spit, until she is able to slide up and down easily.

You tear your eyes away from her and look around the room. The place it busy, people everywhere, but no one is even paying attention to you. The bartender is on her knees, on a nasty floor, with her tits wrapped around your cock. She is happily using her tits to get you off, while in this crowded bar.

You are enjoying the titjob, when an attractive black woman, wearing a skirt suit walks up to you. “Candace, why are you not behind the bar?” she asks the bartender.

Candace looks up at who is obviously the boss, yet not stopping her stroking of your cock. “He asked for me to use my tits to get him off, so I am taking care of that.” She says to the boss, like it is the most normal thing ever.

“Ok, well hurry up and finish, we are very busy.” She then begins to walk off. That is when you get the whisper, you didn’t hear it when she walked up, but now it is there.

“Excuse me a moment.” You say to her before out of ear shot. She turns around and walks back to you. The expression on her face telling you to continue. “Are you on birth control?” you ask her.

“Not that it is any of your business, I am not.” You smile at that answer.

“Thank you for answering. Now go take off your blouse, bra and panties. Then continue with your work.” You say to her. She walks off, as you sit there, wondering why. Then you realize you didn’t tell her to take those off in front of you.

You think about stopping her, but then decide to let it go and focus on the bartender giving you a titjob. Looking at her, you can see her body glistening in a light sheen of sweat. Obviously taking her bosses words to heart and working harder to get you off.

It works, your orgasm hitting you suddenly. Squirts of cum shooting up from between her tits. Some hitting under her chin, then sliding down and pooling around your tip. Your cum creating a large puddle in her cleavage.

She looks up at you, not moving. Obviously waiting for you to hand her something to clean up with. But you have a much more wicked idea. “Stand up, but keep my cum in your cleavage.” You tell her.

You reach behind yourself, grabbing an empty beer glass. Candace stands, your cock sliding out of her breasts. She goes slowly, doing her best to keep your cum in her cleavage.

You take the class, pressing it against her breasts, pulling her forward a bit. Her cleavage acts as a pour spout, letting most of your cum pour into the glass. The rest sliding down her breasts, until all the cum is gone.

“Get dressed, don’t clean off my cum until your get home.” You watch as she closes her bra, then lowers her shirt. The cloth quickly sticking to her cum coated breasts. You hand her the glass, “Drink all of it.”

She takes the glass, bringing it to her lips. She tips her head and the glass back, taking your cum like a shot. Downing all of it in one gulp, only a slight look of disgust on her face when the liquid hits her tongue. You watch and smile, your cock still rock hard and ready for more.

“Go tell your boss to come out here so I can fuck her.” You sit and wait, watching the bartender walk off.