My husband and I finally had a night out alone after one of his lengthy business trips. We went to the local bar where we live. As soon as I walked into the room, I found the Bartender to be incredibly sexy. She was a petite Asian woman with a nice size rack. She wore a tight tank top and I watched her breasts bounce all around the bar, all night long. I just wanted to jump the bar and start sucking her breasts. Her top went down low, almost showing her nipples. I could see the beginning of her nipples. It was so fucking hot.
She treated me right and kept giving me drinks on the house. Soon, I could not feel my cheeks from the intoxication of the alcohol. My body became loose as well as my actions. The bar started to empty out and soon it was just the three of us. A song came on and she got on top of the bar. She started dancing seductively. I looked up her skirt and she was wearing no panties. Her pussy glistened in the faint light. I felt myself melting. She invited me up to dance with her and my husband assured me it was okay. I got up there with my 6″ heels and began dancing. Her hands went all over my body. And I began to caress her soft hair. I could feel her excitement when I kissed her mouth. Her juices overflowed into my mouth and I drew her closer.
She sat me down on the bar and pushed my stomach back. She pulled off my panties and began to lick my clit. I was squirming and grabbing her head. My husband was sitting there watching and grabbing his hard cock. Her tongue was pierced and it felt so good on my sensitive clit. She licked me so well I creamed all over her face. She then stood up and spit my cum in my mouth. It was so dirty but delicious. I took my fingers and licked them.
Then I slid them into her tight pussy. Fuck, she was so wet! I slid my fingers in and banged her while licking her clit. She went wild and squirmed everywhere. “I am gonna, Iam gonna,” she moaned. “Cuuuuuuuuuuuuum,” as her cum showered my face and breasts. She squirted all over me. I was drenched in her cum. I loved her taste.
The next night we went into the same bar, the owner approached us and thanked us for the great show. “What are you talking about,” I asked. “The show you gave me with my best bartender,” as the owner pointed up to the video cameras hidden in the corner of the bar.
I blushed and sipped my drink quietly. What a naughty little whore I am!
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