OUR HOT SEX STORY

The Bar Maid

I quickly got out of bed and got dressed. I work nights at this dark dank biker bar, and the owner, to say the least does not tolerate tardiness. I put on my short halter top and short, short jean shorts, my "uniform" you might say. At first I hated the job, and the uniform, but I began to see the effect I had on the bar's regulars, and I began to enjoy torturing them by carefully swaying my hips as I walked, of course, always wearing spiked heels. I made my way to the bar, and entered through the back door. "Whew! Five minutes early," I thought to myself. I grabbed a tray and hustled out to the main room. The bar looked much like any other sleazy bar you could encounter. About four pool tables arranged in one corner of the room. A long bar packed with lowlifes, and many tables and chairs scattered throughout the rest of it. I saw some familiar people, and realized they were the regulars. One in particular always caught my eye. I think he once said his name was Killer, or something like that. Anyway, he didn't quite look like he belonged here, although he made up for it by acting like he did. It never failed, I would serve them, and turn to walk off, and "Killer" would slap my ass, or pinch it. Now I didn't quite mind all that much, as a matter of fact I began to wish he would do more than just that. Many a night I had wild dreams of letting him have his way with me, only to wake up sweaty and almost late for work. I took an extra long time serving the other patrons of the bar, saving the regulars for last. I could feel his gaze follow me around the room. From the look I saw him giving me, he seemed angry that I was making him wait. I finally got around to serving them, walking very provocatively to the table. I served them their beers and turned waiting for the inevitable. Suddenly, Killer grabbed me from behind and sat me down on his lap. "So you were making me and my buddies wait, weren't you?" he asked. "Now why would you go and do something like that, huh? You know I am very impatient, and I like things when I want them, the way that I want them. You got that?" I squirmed around, trying to get away. I could feel the bulge in his pants right against the crack of my ass. I couldn't get away, his grip was too strong, and I felt his mouth on my neck, nibbling and sucking on it. His hands came around and undid my shirt, my breasts falling out. He began to squeeze them roughly. Upset and embarrassed, I still struggled to get away, but I couldn't. I didn't realize til it was too late that my squirming was only making him all the more excited. I heard him moan, and I knew I was gonna be in serious trouble. "Looks like we got a wild woman on our hands," he said with a wicked smile. "But that's okay, cause I know how to handle this wild thing." Having said that he grabbed me around the waist, walked me over to the pool tables, where those patrons kindly cleared the way for him. He roughly bent me over the pool table and ripped my tiny shorts off, revealing my ass to everyone present. He reached down and stuck two fingers into my dripping cunt. "Yeah, I thought so, you're hot for this aren't you?" I grunted an affirmative and he undid his pants with one hand while holding me down with the other. He slowly rubbed it against my pussy entrance, teasing me with it. I leaned back trying to get his hot shaft inside me, but he would pull away. He then aimed it and rammed it right into my pussy, slamming it in and out of my slippery twat. I ground my hips against his, trying to take more of him into me and I could hear voices all around me cheering him on. Hands began grabbing my breasts, fingering my asshole, but he shooed them away. He continued to ram into me, and I felt my orgasm building. I came, my pussy grasping around his cock, and I heard him moan at the sudden tightness. I came back to earth, and saw everyone gathered around the pool table staring at us in awe. I didn't have enough time to react though, because then Killer grabbed me and laid me down on the pool table while two guys held down my arms. He slammed his thick meat back into me, and I felt he was going to split me in half. I heard the chants coming again, and I tried to struggle, but finally gave up as I felt waves of pleasure wash through me. My spiked heels reached around to his ass and I urged him on, my breasts bobbing and swaying with each dizzying thrust. My hips ground against him in a circular motion, and I felt him begin to thrust faster and harder, and I began to come again. I screamed aloud, my body fairly vibrating with the immense force of the orgasm. My pussy muscles clenched and unclenched around his cock, and I felt him cum inside me. Each spurt of his love juice sending new waves of pleasure through me as his cock jerked around inside me. I contracted my pussy muscles and milked every drop I could out of his rock hard shaft. Suddenly my arms were let go, and Killer grabbed me by the hair and forced me onto my knees in front of him. "Look at the mess you made, now you have to clean it up!!!" And with that, he forced his cock into my mouth and began to press down hard, til I felt the head hitting the back of my throat. His hips rammed into my mouth as I sucked all our juices off of it. The crowd around us even began to help pressing me down farther onto his cock. I grabbed a hold of his ass, and he began to ram it on home. I felt myself gagging, but managed to use the gag reflex to my advantage. I could feel the cock sliding down my throat, where my throat muscles began to grip it and suck at it. He couldn't take any more and he held down my head while his hot, creamy load went down my throat. He then pushed me away, stuffed his deflated pecker into his jeans and sat back down at his table. Dazed and confused, I put my clothes back on. I went to the back and washed up, and went right back to serving the patrons. Now that got more funny looks than what happened on the pool table!!!

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