Message-ID: <4127eli$9709151038@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Bookman Archives Subject: RP: Bartenders Have All The Fun m+/f+ Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <341C5A80.764C@wolfenet.com> (Note: I am not the author, only the archivist. The author's name has come detached from this story. If you're the author, please email me. I like to see writers get credit for their work. The following story deals with explicit sex. If you're not old enough to be here, you're not old enough to read it. Scram.) ===================================================== Bartenders have all the Fun While bartending and working as the assistant manager at a very popular nightclub, while going to college, I experienced a very eventful evening. On this particular evening I was the floor manager, which allowed me to roam the bar and be sure that everything was running smoothly both behind the bar and out on the floor. This was a great job to have because I was essentially being paid to go out and have a great time. You see this bar was the most popular bar in town for the college students, a nightclub atmosphere that played a variety of music but catered to the dance scene. Naturally, having this job and the fact that I also played on the football team allowed me to meet a variety of people, some good, some bad. On this evening a group af girls came in for one of the girls' stag-ette party. It was around 11:00 p.m. when they arrived and I knew quite a few of them. The girl who was being married was a friend of an old girlfriend of mine so I recognized her and some of the waitrons that worked for me. As the night went on and the women were drinking and dancing a lot I was able to do some big time flirting with the whole group. This is made even easier when you have the house bar-tab to buy these women cocktails. At closing time (1:00 a.m. in this state), I told the girls they were welcome to stay and party after we closed the bar for the night. It was common occasion for a few of us that worked there to sit around and have a very small party after we cleaned up. As the bouncers were getting the other people out of the bar the stag-ette party had been cut in half and only four of the women remained. Most of the staff had left, this left one of the bouncers and myself to tend to the women, which included the soon-to-be-married mistress. The bouncer is a good friend of mine and built like a piece of rock. He is 6'3" and chiseled from stone. I am 6'4" and built well, with little fat on my frame. The girls that remained were Denise, a 5'2" short haired brunette cheerleader whom I had dated a couple times and is a very multi-orgasmic female who has a very tight rear and small perky chest. Susan is also about the same exact build as Denise with long brunette hair and a bit larger chest. Susan and Denise were also roommates so I had heard some very good stories about her and she had also heard a few about me, as it turns out Denise and Susan seem to share a lot of stories. That leaves Cathy and the Bride to be. Cathy is a waitress at the bar and oftentimes we would spend slow nights flirting with each other and her saying that there is no way that I could keep up with her in bed. Nights like those got to be very exciting as she wasn't afraid to tell a guy just what she would do to wear him out. Cathy is also known for wearing the tightest little skirts to work, and would always make comments that she normally wore absolutely no underwear. You have to understand that bar employees usually divulge some pretty interesting information to each other. Cathy is about 5'5" with a medium size chest and an ass and legs that can wear the shortest of skirts. She is also a medium length brunette. The bride's name is Karen and she is a blonde with rather large breasts and a workout build. Karen is about 5'7" and a serious hard-body, not real petite but very hard. Karen's maid of honor was Cathy so I was guessing that she had a good idea of what may be on the groups' minds as they stayed after the doors were locked. Obviously these girls were dressed to kill, all wearing skirts and small tops to compete in the bar and tend with the heat while dancing. I was wearing a sharp shirt and tie, while Tim had on his work uniform, blue jeans and a tux shirt. I had always felt that the tux shirts on the bouncers helped to attract the scantily clad women that came to the bar. After I had gotten the cash register drawers into the safe I made up a round of shots for everyone and put some music on from the D.J. booth. Tim was already working deals with Cathy. The six of us went down to the dance floor to do some dancing as we allowed the alcohol to take its effects. Soon we were back at a table chatting when the girls described a little game that they were playing earlier. The game is called I've-Never and is great at parties that have people who aren't afraid of divulging some secrets. You take turns, while sitting in a circle, saying something that you have never done and you think someone else in the party has. The game is played with honesty being a requirement. For instance I would say I've-never worn a bra, and all the girls would be required to drink (or do what the group has decided for that game). So you have to keep thinking of things that you think maybe someone else has done and you haven't. As this game was going on it turned to all sex-related questions quickly and we found out just how far each person has ventured into the world of sexuality. With the conversation being so sexual and all the liquor we wanted on hand we were all getting very horny. After about an hour of this I said that I had never done a strip-tease before, I had an inclination that Cathy had done this before and it was true. As Cathy was paying the price for being the only one who had stripped for anyone before we made her tell us about it. After the story she had told us, the conversation immediately switched to stripping and Karen, the bride to be, was disappointed that her friends were unsuccessful in getting her a stripper for her party and that for sure her fiancé' and his friends were probably with one or more right now. Well, this was getting to be to good to be true, and when the girls began to ask Tim and I to put on a show for Karen it was like taking candy from a baby. They had started the bargaining session by offering to pay us and we declined the offer of money but we did stipulate that after our show we would be playing another game of our choice and they agreed. Obviously we didn't have any marble bags (G-strings) so we had decided that we would dance down to our boxers. I just happened to have on a pair of paisley ones and Tim was wearing a striped pair. Tim and I went to the D.J. booth to select our music and plan our dance. We also talked about how we would treat the bride. Being both football players and good friends we knew what kind of tool the other was carrying, Tim has a rather long package while mine is rather thick with average length. As we planned our attack we decided we would attack each of the girls and save the bride for last. I had also decided that I would return any favor that was bestowed upon me. As we came back to the dance floor the girls were very responsive and had put together a collection of drinks for us and a handful of dollar bills. We told the girls that they had to sit at separate tables around the dance floor. This would be so they could feel free to do as they pleased and we were hoping it would allow us to do the same. I turned on the dance floor lights and the fog machine on. With the lights rather low the fog would work great for hiding each of the girls who were on the outside of the dance floor. Being decent dancers we got underway. I started by dancing my way over to Cathy who had quite the seductive little smile and I asked her to stand up and undo my tie. As she did that she ran her hands all over my chest and began to undo my shirt. Before she got very far I moved over to Susan. While I was working my way around the half-circle Tim had started on the opposite side with Denise and was working his way towards me. I allowed Susan to finish unbuttoning my shirt and she sat and ran her fingers through my hairy chest. While Tim was flirting with the bride I went up to switch records. As I returned Karen had Tim's shirt off and couldn't get enough of his upper body; as I went over to Karen she promptly removed my shirt and immediately began licking one of my nipples. While this was a real turn on I was surprised to receive this treatment from the Bride to be. I told Tim to take it real slow so we kept our pants on and moved from girl to girl. When I went over to see how Denise was doing she tried to reach into my pants and grab the tool that she knew had made her more than happy on a few occasions before. As she did this I reached for her small breasts and rolled one of her nipples in my fingers through her shirt. I then removed her hand from my pants and stopped by the Bride to show her the tent that Denise had created in my dress pants and she reached out and gave it an appreciative squeeze. Tim had put on another record while I made my way back towards Cathy, stopping by Susan's table to let her admire the hard on that I was carrying around. Tim moved right over to Denise and began to rub his jeans up and down her thigh as she rubbed his crotch from the outside. When I saw this I thought that would work great to see if I could move Cathy's skirt a bit. As I rubbed my hard-on on her leg I was able to push the side of her skirt up for a little peek and was able to see the tops of her stockings attached to a garter belt. She blushed a bit, then looked into my eyes and said, "I still don't have any underwear on." I thought I would lose it right there! I moved back to Susan to try the same with her and she wasn't quite so daring but didn't mind rubbing my penis a little through my pants. Tim was working on Karen and I told him of my newly learned trick so we danced on either side of Karen as she was enjoying the attention and freely grabbing our groins and buttocks. She had no idea that Tim had one side of her skirt up exposing her red garter and that she was shocking the shit out of Tim and myself. At this point we decided to slam a little beer and go make more plans in the D.J. booth. I told him we could use my tie to tie-up Karen's hands and proceed to remove our pants as we had promised. At this point we couldn't believe how horny these girls were and Tim had put a claimer on Denise, asking me who I thought I would have the best luck with and I mentioned Cathy's name. So I told him to tell Denise of our plans to tie up the Bride and I would have Cathy bring my tie over to Karen and the two of them could tie her up. When I told Cathy of this plan she thought it was great and quickly moved over to Karen. When Cathy and Denise lightly tied-up Karen I went over to Susan and told her she would be in charge of removing our pants. After Karen was tied securely Tim and I moved in front of her and tried to tease her as much as possible. I then motioned for Susan to come over and while standing behind me undo the button on my pants and slowly tease Karen while removing them. As the girls were chanting to have our pants removed, Tim caught on quickly and had Denise do the same to him as we stood right in front of the tied-up bride. As Susan was removing my pants she had no problem brushing my hard on and adjusting my boxers so that nothing tried to peek out. Being a lingerie nut all I could think about was the garter belts that I knew were only an arm length away. As we danced around the bride who was sitting, it was very easy to rub my groin lightly against her cheek as she begged to have her hands released. We could see her nipples standing at attention and straining against the thin material of her shirt. We decided to move to the others a little. I moved back to Cathy and danced with my back to her for a while until she got up to dance with me. She moved in from behind me and began to rub her crotch against my rear as her hands were on my hips and reaching for my penis every so often. I took this opportunity to turn around and allow my hands to roam her firm hind quarters and feel the outlines of her garter. As this was going on Tim was rubbing his body on Susan and I watched as he was rolling her nipple through her shirt and after listening to Denise's stories about her I knew that it was really turning her on. I moved toward Denise and began to rub her crotch with mine as I remembered that Tim had asked to be with her already so I quickly moved back toward Karen and while I was dancing in front of her I got very close to her and opened my boxers enough so that only she could see my hard on. As I did this she was able to free her hands and reach right into my boxers and stroke my tool. Tim saw this and quickly came over figuring this would be our finale. Karen wasted no time grabbing Tim's hard on and stroking it also. The other girls were going crazy and cheering Karen on. When this happened I decided to reach for her large chest and rub the melons that she stuck out at me. As this was happening the music had ended and Tim and I decided we had fulfilled our obligation and told the girls it was now their turn. They decided that we put on a good show, but that we would have to still earn our rewards. As the girls talked we picked up our clothes. When they returned they decided Karen would be in charge of the rest of the evening's activities. She then requested that I retrieve two clean bar towels for blind-folds and the girls would place them on Tim and I. We were then seated side by side and told that each of the girls would be placed in front of us and by only touching their rears we were to be able figure out who was who. Each girl that we were able to place correctly would have to return to our hands with their skirts raised and the blindfolds removed for one minute. As the first girl was placed in front of me I was told that I could reach out and begin to try and figure out who she was. While sitting on barstools it's hard to judge height so it was tough to judge who was who. I was guessing that my first girl was Denise because I knew for a fact that she had a pretty good collection of thong underwear and this girl was obviously wearing that style. The next girl was definitely Cathy, I could feel the outline of her garter, but I was unable to find any underwear. While perusing the following buttocks I had determined that this was Karen because of her garter and the fact that I was able to find panties also. I now was guessing that the last girl was Susan and I had a great time feeling her rear and I even poked my hand under her skirt to feel some skin. When the blindfold was removed I found that I was only correct on two occasions, Cathy and Karen. Worse yet Tim was only good on one occasion only guessing Karen. So I requested that I receive Karen first and then Cathy. I couldn't wait to see that bare rear. As Karen moved in front of me I raised her skirt and undid the garters in the rear; I then slid my hands inside of her small panties and massaged her rear. By this time my minute was up and I brushed my hand by her pussy and could feel her soaked panties. As soon as Karen moved to Tim for his turn he pulled her to his lap and she began to rub her pussy on his stiff member; after a minute of this we had to pull her off of him. Then Cathy moved in front of me and I pulled her skirt just high enough to expose her cheeks to me but not show her pantiless crotch to the crowd. I took Tim's suggestion and pulled her onto my lap and as she rubbed against my swollen rod I fondled her breasts and begged to have my penis released from my shorts. A minute or so later she got off my lap and left a wet spot on my boxers. By this time Denise and Susan wanted some action and suggested that we all move up towards the pool tables on the other side of the bar. When we got there I said that if Tim and I could pick the girls by fondling their breasts then they would have to strip to their underwear, for those that wore them. The girls hesitated but then agreed, Karen decided that she should probably sit out and I replied that we should get the opportunity to fondle her but she could retain her clothes. She agreed and we were blindfolded again. The girls removed their bras and got in line. I was definitely not going to screw this one up. Karen came to me first and it was obvious it was her so I slid my hand under her skirt and rubbed her clitoris as I massaged her breast. I was hoping that I would be able to convince her to remove her skirt and top along with the others. Next was Denise as soon as I thought it was her I rolled her nipple until she moaned and I was convinced that I wouldn't mistake her and Susan this time. Susan presented her chest next and again I reached under her skirt to rub her crotch, to which she started her own grinding motion on my hand. Last was Cathy and she placed her bare crotch on my leg to be sure I knew it was her. I decided I would only fondle her chest and make her wait to be pleased otherwise. After the girls were selected correctly Tim and I took turns removing the shirts and skirts from each girl, saving Cathy for last. As this went on Karen stood there and watched. Obviously this was beginning to be a huge turn on, soon we had two beautiful women standing in their sexy panties. The thong panties that Susan had on were black lace and made Tim and I even hotter. Denise had on a pair of white lace bikini cut panties that really accented her beautiful ass. Both of these girls had just small ample breasts but both had the most beautiful eraser size nipples that were standing as erect as possible. I then turned to remove Cathy's skirt and she was a little bashful at first, because of her lack of panties, but she soon gave in to the group's wishes as I slid her skirt down her legs. As Cathy stood there wearing just a garter and stockings we all took the time to admire her neatly trimmed snatch. With three brunettes in the room I asked Cathy if she thought Karen was really a true blonde or did we actually have four brunettes here. We all suggested that she should have to prove to us that she was a true blonde. At first Karen resisted but when we told her that it wouldn't go any further than that and that it was only fair that she reveal her undergarments she reluctantly agreed. The girls decided that the Bride to be should be placed on the pool table and we would disrobe her there. Tim and I lifted her to the table and the group gathered around. Karen accepted the initiative and seductively removed her shirt. As she swayed to the music her large breasts hardly swayed; this girl had one hard body. She had on a red skirt with white stockings and Tim and I already knew there was a red garter belt still to be seen. Next Cathy climbed atop the table to help her remove her skirt. As she did so she began to massage Karen's heaving breasts, soon Karen was lost in the enjoyment. I then reached up to help Karen out of her skirt and reveal the red garters and matching thong underwear that we had been waiting to see. Denise and Susan giggled as they told the group that that was the lingerie that they had given Karen that very night for her Bridal gift. Karen sort-of came to and admitted that the sexy lingerie was a real turn on for her, so she changed into them just before the group left for the bar. Cathy was still massaging Karen's breasts and Karen then sat down on the table so that we could admire her more fully. When Karen was seated, Cathy forced her to lie back and applied her mouth to Karen's aching nipple. Soon Susan applied her mouth to Karen's other nipple, as Karen was enjoying the treatment Tim and Denise were commenting on the moisture that was visible on the red panties. Soon Tim was working on Karen's well trimmed blonde snatch as Denise was assisting. At this time I moved behind Susan to remove her panties and Tim did the same to Denise. I then removed my own boxers to find some relief for my aching hard-on. As Karen turned her head and saw this she motioned for me to come over to her. Susan and Cathy saw this and helped me climb atop Karen's chest and place my cock into her mouth. This bride was no stranger when it came to giving head and Susan and Cathy were assisting. They had been taking turns fondling my balls and massaging Karen's breasts. As I could feel my balls begin to boil I could also sense that Karen was about to cum from the attention that her box was receiving. As we came just seconds apart, Susan and Cathy removed me from Karen's mouth and obliged by cleaning my now glistening shaft; as I removed myself from Karen's chest, the two of them took turns on my rod. As Tim replaced his tongue and fingers with his cock at the entrance to Karen's love box, she begged for him to insert his tool. Denise had then asked the group if Karen should give head to a female before she was lost to marriage. When the group agreed that she should, we assisted Denise and placed her above Karen's waiting mouth. Soon Karen was working on Denise's box as Tim was pounding on hers. I then began my own threesome with Cathy and Susan. We were all enjoying the rest of the, what turned out to be, morning. When I decided that I should be allowed to fuck the bride, the only problem was, Denise was busy returning the oral favor when I wanted to insert my shaft. So not to disturb the two ladies too soon I moved behind Denise who had her pretty ass pointing right at me. I started by tonguing her hole and admiring her beautiful cunt. When I felt she was ready to cum I stood up and buried my cock into her tight hole. When Tim saw this he decided we should make a train. He told Cathy to place her hot snatch onto Karen's face. Susan needed no hints and moved so that she could get her mouth under Denise's snatch and take turns licking her clit and my rod and balls as I slammed into her from behind. The only piece missing was the caboose and Tim quickly supported Susan's waist and began to fuck the daylights out of her. This went on until we had all come at least once more and we had quite the stained pool table. We switched partners over and over and we were all exhausted when I suggested we get out of the bar before the morning cleaning crew arrived. We all said our good-byes as we dressed and wished Karen a successful marriage. We also added that if she ever needed a release from the married life she could always call any one of us. Karen hasn't called but Susan, Denise, Cathy, Tim and myself have had a couple other private parties for Birthdays or whatever we need to celebrate. As we will all be leaving school soon we plan to get together for Homecoming and other events. I look forward to these returns to my alma mater. -- -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /