I had worked in respective different bars in my first two years in Spain. The pay wasn't anything to write home about but the perks were what made the job Charles Frederick Worth doing.

Of course of instruction, there was the common sun and sea and that was great, but the perks I mean, was mainly the free hard liquor, release meals but above all, the changeless rate of flow of holidaying guy wire. Guys with money to spend, guide me out for a good metre and then when I felt the guy was okay, whatever else that might lead to.

All in all, life story was pretty damn good.

My present bar was hunky-dory, but I knew that the possessor was taking advantage of how good I was at my job. Oh yeah, he promoted me to so-called ‘ bar coach'and he did pay me a bit more, but shit ! I had to work my ass off, the mother fucker was never there, just left it all to me, most of the other faculty, well, to be dependable, they were worse than useless. Yes, they could tear a beer okeh and smile nicely while they did it, but mental capacity ? No.

Today I really was feeling down in the dump. Then in walked this guy, I already knew his name was microphone, he owned a bar a little way out of town. A big bar with a eating place, swimming pool, the body of work, I'd seen him here a couple of time with my boss.

"Hola Angie, todo bien contigo hoy ?"( Hi Angie, all good with you today ? )

I told him I was neat, even if I didn't actually sense it. wellspring you have to, it was habit, but I don't think my look agreed with my words.

"How's the job going, you happy ?"

Unusual question, I thought,"I'm a bit pissed off if you must bang, haven't seen Carlos for two days, must think I'm stupid or something."diddlyshit ! Maybe I shouldn't have said that, silly bitch."Don't mind me, probably had a few too many conclusion night.

Mike studied me for a instant, then said,"Get us both a drink and get them outside to the terrace, I'll see you there,"

Armed with two beers, I joined him outside.

He didn't plenty about, came right out with it."How would you like to come and piece of work at my place Ange ( my nickname ), as my bar coach, with better pay than whatever you get here ?"

I knew that mike had one hell of a report. Yes, he was married but to a right-hand Helen Wills mare from what I heard. He must give been in his late 40 maybe even ahead of time 1950s, but he was in pretty near shape none-the-less. I'd heard that he worked grueling, but above all, he was honest with his staff, paid them well, salutary hint, and they liked him.

The missy said, he always tried it on a bit, but never pushed if he didn't get the right signals in return, and he never tried twice with the same girl.

His reputation referred mainly to his keeping a regular number of holiday-makers happy, the female variety of course.

I could deal with that, it was the form of situation I had been waiting for, but never expected to observe, then in he walks, and offers it to me. My day suddenly felt much better.

... ... ....

trine calendar month later, and the jobs even better than I expected. Mike was a big guy to mold for, well, more with, really.

The bar really buzzed, especially in the eve. Entertainment six dark of the week, Karaoke one night, Live singers for three, and Mike did a disco the early two, and he was good, the wagerer loved him.

But even more crucial, I suppose because I was happy, the client loved me as well.

Along the way, I'd had some fun with two or three bully guys. All in all, it was turning out to be a nifty season.

This afternoon had been steady, not too interfering, just a nice tread. The latest arrival were in. flight of steps mostly Sundays and Thursdays you see.

foursome were round the pool table. One very, and I mean, very, colourful gay boy, and three miss. One of the lady friend was one of the horrifying daughter I've ever seen, I almost felt sorry for her, but then again, she did appear happy. Another was just nonde, not a lot for or against.

The close one was form of fairly pretty, a slight over-weight, but not too a great deal. I don't know why, but it sort of registered that she was sexy rather than pretty. You know, the jumper just a little too tight and skirt a little too short. Yet, in a way, it was more than that.

Not sure enough what it was, but the guy cable noticed, of that there was no doubt.

I left the bar to collect some glassful. On my way back I heard one of the group remark that she'd never reach her shot without a rest.

Now I love my game of pool, so I turned to check out the dig. The girl, the sexy one, was bent half a mile up the table trying to touch. She had one leg gamey in the air, her other human foot, barely touching the ground.

What drew my eyes though, was that her short skirt was riding up way over her ass. Two plump but totally gorgeous bum cheeks on survey. More than that was the thong jammed tight up her scissure. As she wiggled her hips a little more onto the mesa, I actually saw her ass golf hole several times. I almost dropped the bloody deoxyephedrine. Fuck ! It did look sexy.

I saw the gay boy pass on me a glance and a minor knowing smile, so I shot back behind my bar.

As I bent to load the dishwasher, I looked over the top of the counter. She was bending over the kitty mesa again, and although I was now a bit further away than before, once again the thong was really grabbing my attention.

With a bit of a start, I felt myself outpouring,"diddlyshit ! Ange, you're checking out a lady friend ass and knickers, What's the fuckin'issue with you ?"

The plot finished and the display was over. They came and sat at the bar, asked about the amusement, swimming pond hours and so on. Then with a cheery"See you later,"of they went.

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We had a corking evening, mike totally rocked the bar, the punters spent a fortune, while we girls on the bar worked our asses off.

Sexy came up to the bar,"What meter does the bar close, Ange ?"

"No extra time, when Mike feels like it, but he shuts the doors at one AM."

I could see that Sexy was three parts pissed, looking at my sort of cross-eyed, with her tits resting on the bar top."Did you like the display earlier ? toby fillpot jug told me that you were taking a good spirit at my ass."

I was thrown, I hadn't expected that one."Your ass ? No, I was watching you take the dig, it was a unmanageable one."I stammered.

"Yeah, alright, pull the other one. Anyway, I don't mind, you can check out my ass any prison term you like. That's why I like my annulus short."She started to take the air away. but then turned back,"What about my thong Ange, nice or what a ?"Then she was gone, with an exaggerated wiggle.

"Shit"I felt my pussy prickling, I don't believe it ! I'm getting wet for a fuckin'little girl, this can't be happening. But somehow it was. I thought that she was most likely only teasing.

A match of Day later, another in use day, the pool nicely packed, ice creams going a bomb calorimeter, everyone having a good time, I was pleased, best motility I'd ever made coming to work here.

Sexy walked in, I saw her right away, well, you would. Her Bikini was almost non-existent. All straps and just three tiny spot. Two over her tit, the other trying to address her pussy, and almost not doing it. My jaw dropped. fuck ! She looked good. I dragged my eyes away before she clocked me staring.

"Hi Ange, how about you make me a cocktail, whatever you recommend, I don't judgment,"but she looked at the lean of what we offered anyway."A ‘ Tits Up'auditory sensation fun, would it suit me don't you think ?"She actually bounced her mammilla at me, I waited for the mamilla to pop out, they didn't !

"advent right up, I'll bestow it out for you, if you're going out by the pocket billiards,"I offered.

"That's sweet, thank you, Ange,"her eyes sparkling.

The cocktail made, I went out to find her, it was leisurely, just observe the cat'eyes and there she was. She took a sip,"Wow, that's gorgeous, I love it, thanks again, Ange, by the way, I'm calling you Ange but I haven't told you my name yet, have I ?"

"It's Trish,"I said,"I heard your crony call you by it."

She looked up at me,"Checking me out again Ange, no sorry, I'm only joking, but hey, while you're here, could I ask you to put a piddling lotion on my back for me ?"She held a thermionic valve out to me.

I squirted some onto my hired hand, then spread it over her back, at her shoulders, I paused a consequence. The tingle was back, more than intense this time.

"What's up Ange, you okay ?"Trish asked, looking around at me and grinned.

I felt my face redden as I passed her underground back.

"That did palpate nice, thank you,"she said,"I was going to ask you to do the back of my legs, but probably not with all these citizenry about, anyway I know you're far too busy to be wasting your time on me."

I had to go to the loo, I needed to wipe my knickers, I could experience that they were probably about to come out leaking, I was so wet. I dropped my blue jean and lowered my breeches, they weren't just wet, they were fuckin'soaked. I gave them a undecomposed rub with the gutter report, then took some more to wipe my pussy.

The 1st matter I felt was my clit sticking out, and when I looked, it was standing proud, like on guard over my hollow. I realised this all-fired miss had got me going, I needed to go and find a effective looking boy for a decent shag. That would sort me out !

Some of mike's Spanish people friends were in that evening. They were a great bunch. One of the hombre, Jose, was a Spanish classical dance student, all the arm waving and stamping feet, he was fantastic, his girlfriend also did a mean Sevilliana.

At one o'clock, Mike had turned most of the brightness level down and closed the room access. Just the Spanish people, a couple of other regulars and Trish with one of her pals.

Jose asked if we could go in the pool for a later dip. Mike did allow this sometimes, but only as long as there was no noise.

So, there we all were clothes off, stripped down to underwear and in the pool. We had a bit of lark about, all thoroughly fun. I became cognisant that Trish just seemed to touch me now and then, a brushing against me, or a hand on my arm, accidentally or not ? I wondered, but it was quite often. Was she flirting with me ?

I stopped in a corner to postulate a breather. Trish's nous popped up out of the water in social movement of me, her breasts just touching my own,"Hi Ange, this is fun,"she gave me a quick kiss and was gone again.

My lips burned and I was shocked, I even felt embarrassed, I'd never been kissed by a girl before. I climbed the steps from the pool and went to witness a towel. I was drying my hair when a hand landed on my shoulder, instinctively, I knew it would be Trish.

"I'm no-account Ange, did that bother you ?"

I turned around, I meant to tell her that yes it did get at me, but before I could, she leaned forward and kissed me again, only a legal brief kiss before she pulled back, looking into my oculus.

I froze, my thoughts in a agitation, this girl was becoming a fucking pain. I raised my hand, meaning to drive her away, but before I could she had grabbed hold of them and jammed them to the bra covering her tits.

I looked down at them, horrified for a moment, but as she massaged her tits with my mitt, I could feel a thrill surge through me."Trish, what the fuck are you doing ?"I gasped out.

"Ange, it's time you woke up, allow it to yourself, you know you've been getting hot for me since you first saw me, I've watched you and it was so sheer to see."She paused a endorse or two, then,"I'm going to order you something, I've never been with a girl before, I just roll in the hay turning the cat on when I flash my ass, but I found myself feeling so turned on when I knew you couldn't keep on your eyes off of me. You haven't been with a girl either, have you ?"

I just shook my forefront, I couldn't speak.

She moved closer, took my hands from her tits and shifted them to her ass,"Ange, I know you love my ass, why don't you feel it."My finger's breadth seemed to have a mind of their own, I felt them grip her boldness and squeeze. Fuck ! They felt nice.

Her nipple pressed into mine, her mouth came up, and again she kissed me, I could feel her tongue just tracing along my brim, then she pushed, my rima oris opened and her tongue dived inside. I was lost, my dead body reacted, I was on flame. A feeling of lust gripped me, as I fiercely pulled her to me.

She groaned as her arms went around me. Her hired hand did the Saame as mine, as I slipped mine inside of her knickers to caress the bare tegument of her ass.

I felt her finger's breadth pushing down the crack between my impudence until a fingerbreadth found my lilliputian ass hole and she pressed at it.

I pulled my head back from her,"I only live upstairs, you going to wait for me while we clear up ?"

"Ange, I'm gon na fuckin'help you clear up if it gets us upstairs quicker."

One more lingering candy kiss, and then we dressed.

... ... ....

After the clearing up was done I locked up, and grabbed a halfway decent bottle of wine-colored, putting it on my tab.

Trish took my handwriting as we climbed the outside stairs to the speed landing place, her early script caressed my ass, as I struggled with the key, I didn't usually have this trouble but my hands were shaking badly.

I had calmed down a petty from my before feelings of Passion and was now beginning to have doubts. Here I was, about to have sex with a girl, did I truly want that ? Or had I just got carried away in the passion of the moment ?

Inside, at conclusion, I fetched two glasses and poured the wine.

I looked at her as I sipped. God ! She was aphrodisiacal, that I knew. She was sat with her short dame, ridden up quite high-pitched, her legs were superb, and when she flopped back in the president, I could almost see all the way between her second joint. I couldn't take my centre off until she spoke.

"Ange, you're staring."She spread her knees a lilliputian wider,"Is that all you're going to do ? Sit there staring at my slit, or wouldn't you like to touch it ?"

She stood up and began to discase, never taking her optic off me. Seductively, she slowly raised her top, angling it, to uncover only one bare breast. When she had dressed, she had taken her bra off. Her breast was larger than mine, by quite a long way. Then she continued up until both breasts were revealed.

Oh wow ! I thought they are godly, and the nipples, perky and erect, I knew I wanted to feel them.

The top discarded, she unfastened her skirt, a little squirm of her articulatio coxae, then down it fell. Fuck ! No drawers either ! My eyes guesswork to her pussy, no hair at all, just a prospicient, closed slit.

She stood still for a moment, letting me gaze at her body, then she did a slow whirl around, her ass I had seen before when she had the micro bikini on, but now completely naked, it was the number computer software, and waiting for me."fountainhead, do you wish what you see ?"

I stood on shaky legs and walked towards her, my doubt had evaporated, I just wanted to impact and experience this body being offered to me.

Now only inches away, she put her hands to my top, and taking hold of the hem, she pulled it up and over my question. She went straight to unfasten my bra cartridge clip, then she eased the shoulder strap down my arms, she paused as it caught on my nipples.

She leaned in and kissed the tops of my tits, tracing her natural language across the flesh. Her mouthpiece pushed my bra clear and her lips found a nipple. first-class honours degree she bit, then pulled with her dentition, before kissing it tenderly. A groan escaped my lips, as my helping hand clutched her capitulum and pulled her hard to me.

I felt her hands at the waist of my jeans, the clitoris undone, and then the zipper lowering. Her hand went directly inside, to cup my genital organ. Her fingers traced my pussy through the textile, then pressed into me. I could feel my pussy tingling, as my trunk responded to her touch. I groaned again, louder, this time.

"You're very wet down here, you know."She said to me.

Then she was pushing my jeans and knee breeches down together. She bent down to ease my ankle free, then stayed where she was, peering between my legs."The first one I've ever seen, Ange, it's so beautiful."

Her head came forward, her lips kissing my outstanding pussy brim. Her hands gripped my ass and she wiggled her head, her lips mashing hard. She pushed her tongue out, easing my mouth apart until she slid it around inside, exploring me. Upwards she licked before a jerking hit me, her natural language teased at my clit.

Again, I clutched her head,"ass Trish, that feels good."I saw her eyes look up at me, then the warmth of her backtalk encased me, and she sucked, her eyes still glued to mine.

Her lingua teased, the sensations were the most intense I had ever experienced. I felt my leg shaking, then her hands were sliding up them. not to steady me, because they continued up, one going between my thigh to take hold of my ass, the other to research at my pussy. fingerbreadth pushed into me, sliding deep, to start up wanking in and out.

I was going to Heaven, my body reacting to her touch, the feelings surging through me.

Still, her eyes were locked on mine. Her nous came away from me for a second,"Cum for me, Ange, I so want to wee-wee you cum."Her words were the accelerator, I ground my pussycat to her grimace, trying to drive my clitoris into her mouth.

My body shivered, then I was leaning over her as the sexual climax ripped through me. The retentive sexual climax I'd ever known shook me, I thought I would precipitate but somehow she held me until I began to amount down from my high.

Tears filled my middle, I was bally shout ! A hand tapped my rear, bringing me back to realism. Looking down, I realised I still had her drumhead clasped hard to my pussy.

She took a deep breath as she stood, then she raised her hired man to my sassing, pushing a finger in between,"Taste,"she said,"it's you and it's gorgeous."

I pulled her to me until our lips met, and we kissed a tenacious and passionate kiss.

"Ange, please take me to bed."

I needed a fast slurp of wine-colored first, I was still in recovery mode. Now Trish wouldn't leave my position, playing with my tits, even as I drank. I took her pop the question handwriting,"Come on buff, let's go and flirt some more."I said to her.

She sat on the bed, I pushed her to lay on her back, legs dangling over the position, then I crawled on top of her, my mouth aiming for those beautiful large breast of hers. No messing about, I jammed my thigh down on her puss, as my back talk found a nipple.

Having now come to terms with the berth, I was feeling Sir Thomas More my usual ego, that is, in ascendence. It's more my style.

Her nipple was stiff, jutting between my rim, I revelled in my sucking at it. God ! How follow I'd missed this all these years.

I could hear her moaning softly, her centre closed. She had one hand holding my head, the other gripping the pillow by her shoulder.

I felt her articulatio coxae pushing up to my pressing thigh, I could feel the wet coming from her as she ground her pussy against my leg."Ange, eat me for nookie's interest !"

I didn't mess about, no trail of candy kiss, I simply dived down to her. I had to taste my first puss, I needed to see inside that contract slit of hers. I gave her slit a quick candy kiss, then with my fingerbreadth I eased the slit open, she did have lips in there, they were hidden until you opened her. I feasted my center, then,"Ange !"

My tongue darted out and I sunk it down in between the sassing."Yes, oh yes, fuck that's dependable, Ange."

I licked at her hole, and as I pulled it wide her legs lifted to pillow on my shoulder, now I could see deep interior, every particular, where her pee came from, but about of all, her little button just showing under its cowl. I moved my tongue until I could card at the diminished release and was rewarded as it began to appear. I kept on teasing, sometimes licking, then sucking at it, all the time I could feel her arousal increasing.

I pushed my digit between her labia, first two and then I added a third, it was tight inside there but her wetness eased the way. Her pelvic girdle lifted to fill them, urging me ever deeper.

"Fuck me, Ange, fuck my pussy punishing please."

I plunged in and out as firm as I could, my mouth still working at her clitoris. Between gasps, I could pick up her mumbling although I had no approximation what she said.

My bare hand found her ass fix, I let a fingerbreadth circle and crush, it was wet from the juices running from her kitty, so when I pressed a bit harder, I felt her jam begin to open to me. Then with a concluding get-up-and-go, I was inside her ass, my finger sinking deeper.

She wailed,"Shit ! When my finger, twisted in her, and then it was as late as I could reach.

She was now bucking her rose hip fast to meet the driving force of my script, I was finding it hard to keep back talk to her button, as well as my lips taking a hammering from the intemperate ridgepole of her mound.

Loudly she shouted,"I'm going to cum, oh screw, I am cumming Ange, fuck, fuck fucking sin !"

I looked up to see her face, but first I saw her tits bouncing furiously, then her human face screwed plastered. She yanked at my hair as her body convulsed over and over until finally, she flopped back with a groan.

I withdrew my finger's breadth from her kitty-cat and ass, then moved up beside her. She rolled onto her side and I drew her into my arms, with her head nestled into my neck. When I pulled her tight, I could feel small-scale tremor shaking her eubstance, she was gasping for breath. I whispered a all freight of aught in particular to her, as she nuzzled and kissed my neck.

Eventually, she looked up,"You know its taken us five twenty-four hour period to get up here, why the fuck did we waste so very much time ? That was the undecomposed, Angie. Can I call you Angie ? I like it better."

Her finger were tracing picayune circle around my pussy as she spoke. The tingle was back !

"Trish, how would you like it if we nipped into townsfolk tomorrow ? I know where the sex shop is, I'm sure that they will have some nice toys we could try. I've passed it a few times but been too shy to go in on my own, but together it would be overnice, what do you cogitate ?"

"What a large idea, maybe we could one of those strap-on thingies, then you could roll in the hay me properly."She sort of trailed off,"I didn't mean that didn't just now, you fucked me skillful. Oh shit ! You know what I mean."

I laughed and cuddled her tighter.

Life just keeps getting better.

The end .