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Crowded Bar
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This Story is fictional although it might have occurred with embellishments added.
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The first time I stopped at this bar, drawn in strictly because of 'Live Music' sign posted in the window. Dirty would not come close to describing the place. The smell of stale beer hit my nose as I entered. There were maybe a dozen people, a few couples sitting down, and a few old men at the bar, sipping tall beers. Each table had an ashtray and under that, posters for the band with play dates and locations.
I almost turned and ran back to my car, when the band started playing. One of my favorite tunes blared out; overcoming the dingy tables and chairs and the stale smells, I sat down.
Beyond the couples, I was the only female in the place. After several rousing songs, the couples were up dancing, and I found myself dancing by my chair alone. Several hours later, tired, a bit tipsy and very glad I had stayed, I made my way out and drove home carefully.
Several weeks later, I was digging around in my purse, looking for something, and that flyer fell out onto the floor. I picked it up, and saw the band was going to be at the same place, the following Friday night. I decided I would go see them again. I had so enjoyed them and their music. Friday came in no time.
Now, I am a shy girl, but have a kink of liking to have people look at me. I blush easily, look away, and avert my eyes, pretending to not notice, while revealing an innocent view of my breasts or panties. Donning a pink bra and matching pair of panties adorned with rows of frilly lace and my sleek low cut black dress; I stood in front of the mirror. I lightly ran my fingers across my nipples feeling them harden. I imagined I would be acting very shy and blushing a lot tonight in this sexy looking outfit.
The bar had not changed; it was still a run-down brick building, even dirtier than I remembered, with graphic graffiti all over. However, unlike the first time, there was absolutely no parking anywhere near the place and I luckily spotted a dude pulling out, and quickly maneuvered my truck into the spot. My windows were up but the thunderous reverberations of the band's music rattled them.
As I opened my door and swung around to climb down, my dress had ridden up; exposing my well tanned muscular legs and the bottom of my pink panties. Smiling a little, wiggling the dress down into place, I walked toward the doors.
The dimly lit bar was filled with people. Seeing no tables available, I worked my way to the bar, squeezed in between two old men, and ordered a Manhattan, my Dad's favorite drink. The bartender leaned over and smiling widely he told me I was the most beautiful woman in the bar tonight. I looked up blushing, fluttering my eyelashes at him, and asked if there was any room for me at the tables.
He pointed towards the back of the barroom to a couple of side-by-side large pillars telling me he would have someone get me a table and set it in-between the pillars. As I made my way behind the guy carrying the table, I was smiling to myself, with my eyes down, blushing, swaying my ass as I walked. I knew the pink frilly panties were visible to the men sitting and that they were taking it in with greedy eyes. I passed, and sat down with my drink. At least there was a view of the band, but the pillars on both sides of me blocked most of the remainder of the bar. The music was again exquisite and penetrating. Sipping my drink, overlooking the cramped conditions, I immersed myself in the music.
There was virtually no space behind my table, yet I heard several muffled voices. I turned my head casually to look back, seeing a small group of four older men had somehow worked their way behind one of the pillars and were standing very close to me. They all smiled as I glanced at them and tilted their drinks up toasting me. I blushed quickly facing the band again. I knew that my 'girls' were in full view with the men standing so close looking down at me.
With each song, my body danced in time to the music, rocking back and forth in the chair. Many men had come forward, asking for a dance, and I had shyly declined all offers, choosing to just watch the crowd and sit. The barmaid came to my table and placed a fresh Manhattan down, nodding to the men behind me, she said "With their compliments."
"Thank you," I shyly murmured as I turned my head. My face almost touched the man's crotch. I felt his hand on my shoulder, and I shuddered slightly. Seconds later, I felt another hand slide down along my side, tracing my ribs. A third hand on my other shoulder slipped down inside my blouse and captured my breast. I moaned audibly and closed my eyes.
Seeing my reaction, the men became emboldened with their actions. One man turned my chair around to face them, kneeled pushing my legs open, and pressed his body between my legs. Many hands were now moving all over my body as they pulled my dress from my shoulders exposing the pink bra, while the kneeling man pushed my skirt up and started fingering my slit thru the panties. Hands suddenly seemed to be everywhere on my body, my bra roughly unlatched and two men began chewing on my nipples.
Unwillingly, I moaned loudly, again trying to keep my eyes down. This seemed to excite them even more having the same affect on me as well. I felt my hands guided to their hardened cocks, and I rubbed them unabashedly thru the trousers. The man at my crotch pulled the panties aside, and plunge his tongue into my pussy, licking and lapping, with his finger still inside me. I felt myself raising my hips to meet his lips and tongue.
The men opened their trousers and pulled their cocks out, wrapping my fingers around them, I started stroking. The kneeling man stood up and another quickly knelt down taking his place. I felt a cock against my cheek, slapping at it, and turning my face towards it, he pressed the tip against my mouth. I tasted his precum dribbling from the tip and opened my mouth to accept it.
"Suck my dick little girl," he whispered in a low menacing voice, "I'm going to cum in your mouth." I acted afraid, although nothing could be further from the truth, and tried turning my head away from his member. He grabbed my hair and stuffed his cock in my mouth, burying it deep into my throat.
Gagging slightly, pulling back, continuing to lick with my tongue, he pushed in repeatedly until my first orgasm hit me like a tsunami wave and I felt my pussy gush onto the kneeling man's face.
"I want you to cum in my mouth, Cum!" I stammered with his cock in my throat. I felt him stiffen at my words, and he filled my throat with his salty load. I swallowed the load eagerly and easily. The others had seen his cum dribbling down my chin as he unloaded, and the next man pushed him aside, shoving his cock in my sperm laden mouth.
Down below, I felt another man switch out and a new set of lips touched my pussy. The men continued, one after another to lick my pussy and taste my sweet quim. All four men had their way with my mouth, each shooting their loads in my mouth, and I tried to swallow every drop of it as best I could.
Their hands never stopped exploring my body, touching and squeezing on my breasts or playing and licking my pussy. I felt well used, my mouth and cheeks slightly sore from all the poking. As the last man pulled from me, with sperm dripping down, I smiled, grabbing a napkin from the table behind me. I wiped my face, straightened my dress, putting my bra inside my purse, and stood up.
Every man at any table within 10 feet of me started clapping and hollering. My eyes glistened with pride hearing them as I walked out of the bar. I know the band must have thought they had really belted out a fantastic song, getting such a hearty applause.
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This Story is fictional although it might have occurred with embellishments added.
----------
The first time I stopped at this bar, drawn in strictly because of 'Live Music' sign posted in the window. Dirty would not come close to describing the place. The smell of stale beer hit my nose as I entered. There were maybe a dozen people, a few couples sitting down, and a few old men at the bar, sipping tall beers. Each table had an ashtray and under that, posters for the band with play dates and locations.
I almost turned and ran back to my car, when the band started playing. One of my favorite tunes blared out; overcoming the dingy tables and chairs and the stale smells, I sat down.
Beyond the couples, I was the only female in the place. After several rousing songs, the couples were up dancing, and I found myself dancing by my chair alone. Several hours later, tired, a bit tipsy and very glad I had stayed, I made my way out and drove home carefully.
Several weeks later, I was digging around in my purse, looking for something, and that flyer fell out onto the floor. I picked it up, and saw the band was going to be at the same place, the following Friday night. I decided I would go see them again. I had so enjoyed them and their music. Friday came in no time.
Now, I am a shy girl, but have a kink of liking to have people look at me. I blush easily, look away, and avert my eyes, pretending to not notice, while revealing an innocent view of my breasts or panties. Donning a pink bra and matching pair of panties adorned with rows of frilly lace and my sleek low cut black dress; I stood in front of the mirror. I lightly ran my fingers across my nipples feeling them harden. I imagined I would be acting very shy and blushing a lot tonight in this sexy looking outfit.
The bar had not changed; it was still a run-down brick building, even dirtier than I remembered, with graphic graffiti all over. However, unlike the first time, there was absolutely no parking anywhere near the place and I luckily spotted a dude pulling out, and quickly maneuvered my truck into the spot. My windows were up but the thunderous reverberations of the band's music rattled them.
As I opened my door and swung around to climb down, my dress had ridden up; exposing my well tanned muscular legs and the bottom of my pink panties. Smiling a little, wiggling the dress down into place, I walked toward the doors.
The dimly lit bar was filled with people. Seeing no tables available, I worked my way to the bar, squeezed in between two old men, and ordered a Manhattan, my Dad's favorite drink. The bartender leaned over and smiling widely he told me I was the most beautiful woman in the bar tonight. I looked up blushing, fluttering my eyelashes at him, and asked if there was any room for me at the tables.
He pointed towards the back of the barroom to a couple of side-by-side large pillars telling me he would have someone get me a table and set it in-between the pillars. As I made my way behind the guy carrying the table, I was smiling to myself, with my eyes down, blushing, swaying my ass as I walked. I knew the pink frilly panties were visible to the men sitting and that they were taking it in with greedy eyes. I passed, and sat down with my drink. At least there was a view of the band, but the pillars on both sides of me blocked most of the remainder of the bar. The music was again exquisite and penetrating. Sipping my drink, overlooking the cramped conditions, I immersed myself in the music.
There was virtually no space behind my table, yet I heard several muffled voices. I turned my head casually to look back, seeing a small group of four older men had somehow worked their way behind one of the pillars and were standing very close to me. They all smiled as I glanced at them and tilted their drinks up toasting me. I blushed quickly facing the band again. I knew that my 'girls' were in full view with the men standing so close looking down at me.
With each song, my body danced in time to the music, rocking back and forth in the chair. Many men had come forward, asking for a dance, and I had shyly declined all offers, choosing to just watch the crowd and sit. The barmaid came to my table and placed a fresh Manhattan down, nodding to the men behind me, she said "With their compliments."
"Thank you," I shyly murmured as I turned my head. My face almost touched the man's crotch. I felt his hand on my shoulder, and I shuddered slightly. Seconds later, I felt another hand slide down along my side, tracing my ribs. A third hand on my other shoulder slipped down inside my blouse and captured my breast. I moaned audibly and closed my eyes.
Seeing my reaction, the men became emboldened with their actions. One man turned my chair around to face them, kneeled pushing my legs open, and pressed his body between my legs. Many hands were now moving all over my body as they pulled my dress from my shoulders exposing the pink bra, while the kneeling man pushed my skirt up and started fingering my slit thru the panties. Hands suddenly seemed to be everywhere on my body, my bra roughly unlatched and two men began chewing on my nipples.
Unwillingly, I moaned loudly, again trying to keep my eyes down. This seemed to excite them even more having the same affect on me as well. I felt my hands guided to their hardened cocks, and I rubbed them unabashedly thru the trousers. The man at my crotch pulled the panties aside, and plunge his tongue into my pussy, licking and lapping, with his finger still inside me. I felt myself raising my hips to meet his lips and tongue.
The men opened their trousers and pulled their cocks out, wrapping my fingers around them, I started stroking. The kneeling man stood up and another quickly knelt down taking his place. I felt a cock against my cheek, slapping at it, and turning my face towards it, he pressed the tip against my mouth. I tasted his precum dribbling from the tip and opened my mouth to accept it.
"Suck my dick little girl," he whispered in a low menacing voice, "I'm going to cum in your mouth." I acted afraid, although nothing could be further from the truth, and tried turning my head away from his member. He grabbed my hair and stuffed his cock in my mouth, burying it deep into my throat.
Gagging slightly, pulling back, continuing to lick with my tongue, he pushed in repeatedly until my first orgasm hit me like a tsunami wave and I felt my pussy gush onto the kneeling man's face.
"I want you to cum in my mouth, Cum!" I stammered with his cock in my throat. I felt him stiffen at my words, and he filled my throat with his salty load. I swallowed the load eagerly and easily. The others had seen his cum dribbling down my chin as he unloaded, and the next man pushed him aside, shoving his cock in my sperm laden mouth.
Down below, I felt another man switch out and a new set of lips touched my pussy. The men continued, one after another to lick my pussy and taste my sweet quim. All four men had their way with my mouth, each shooting their loads in my mouth, and I tried to swallow every drop of it as best I could.
Their hands never stopped exploring my body, touching and squeezing on my breasts or playing and licking my pussy. I felt well used, my mouth and cheeks slightly sore from all the poking. As the last man pulled from me, with sperm dripping down, I smiled, grabbing a napkin from the table behind me. I wiped my face, straightened my dress, putting my bra inside my purse, and stood up.
Every man at any table within 10 feet of me started clapping and hollering. My eyes glistened with pride hearing them as I walked out of the bar. I know the band must have thought they had really belted out a fantastic song, getting such a hearty applause.
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