I had worked in respective different bars in my commencement two years in Spain. The pay wasn't anything to drop a line home plate about but the fringe benefit were what made the job worth doing.

Of class, there was the usual sun and sea and that was corking, but the perks I mean, was mainly the free booze, dislodge meal but above all, the constant flow of holidaying guy. Guys with money to spend, take me out for a good meter and then when I felt the guy was okay, whatever else that might lead to.

All in all, life was pretty damn good.

My present bar was okay, but I knew that the owner was taking reward of how good I was at my job. Oh yeah, he promoted me to alleged ‘ bar manager'and he did pay me a bit more, but shit ! I had to wreak my ass off, the SOB was never there, just left it all to me, well-nigh of the early staff, well, to be true, they were worsened than useless. Yes, they could force a beer okay and smile nicely while they did it, but brains ? No.

Today I really was feeling down in the dumpsite. Then in walked this guy, I already knew his gens was microphone, he owned a bar a little way out of town. A big bar with a restaurant, swimming pool, the deeds, I'd seen him here a distich of sentence with my boss.

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

I told him I was great, even if I didn't actually feel it. fountainhead you have to, it was habit, but I don't think my face agreed with my words.

"How's the job going, you well-chosen ?"

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

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

Armed with two beers, I joined him outside.

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

I knew that Mike had one hell of a reputation. Yes, he was married but to a good moody mare from what I heard. He must sustain been in his late forties maybe even early fifties, but he was in pretty respectable shape none-the-less. I'd heard that he worked heavy, but above all, he was fair with his stave, paid them well, good gratuity, and they liked him.

The female child said, he always tried it on a bit, but never pushed if he didn't get the rightfulness signals in regaining, and he never tried twice with the Same girl.

His reputation referred mainly to his keeping a steady act of holiday-makers glad, the female sort of course.

I could get by with that, it was the kind of spot I had been waiting for, but never expected to find, then in he walks, and offers it to me. My day suddenly felt much better.

... ... ....

deuce-ace calendar month later, and the jobs even comfortably than I expected. Mike was a capital guy to work for, well, more with, really.

The bar really buzzed, especially in the evenings. Entertainment six dark of the week, Karaoke one Night, Live Isaac M. Singer for three, and Mike did a disco the other two, and he was good, the punters loved him.

But even more important, I suppose because I was happy, the customers loved me as well.

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

This afternoon had been brace, not too busy, just a nice gait. The in style reaching were in. trajectory mostly Sundays and Thursday you see.

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

The last one was variety of fairly pretty, a short over-weight, but not too much. I don't know why, but it variety of registered that she was sexy rather than pretty. You know, the jumper just a little too besotted and skirt a little too short. Yet, in a way, it was more than that.

Not for sure what it was, but the hombre noticed, of that there was no doubt.

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

Now I love my plot of pond, so I turned to check out the blastoff. The girlfriend, the sexy one, was bent half a mile up the table trying to reach. She had one leg gamy in the air, her other understructure, 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 view. More than that was the thong jammed compressed up her fissure. As she wiggled her hips a little more onto the mesa, I actually saw her ass hole several clip. I almost dropped the crashing field glass. shtup ! It did face sexy.

I saw the gay boy give me a glance and a modest knowing smile, so I shot back behind my bar.

As I bent to load the dish washer, I looked over the top of the counter. She was bending over the pond mesa again, and although I was now a bit further away than before, once again the G-string was really grabbing my attention.

With a bit of a start, I felt myself boot,"Shit ! Ange, you're checking out a miss ass and bloomers, What's the fuckin'topic with you ?"

The game finished and the display was over. They came and sat at the bar, asked about the entertainment, swimming kitty minute and so on. Then with a cheery"See you later,"of they went.

... ... ....

We had a smashing evening, Mike totally rocked the bar, the punter spent a hazard, while we girls on the bar worked our asses off.

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

"No special sentence, 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 mamilla resting on the bar top."Did you like the show earlier ? Toby told me that you were taking a good look at my ass."

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

"Yeah, alright, pull the other one. Anyway, I don't mind, you can check out my ass any time you like. That's why I like my skirt short."She started to walk 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 kitty-cat tingle, I don't believe it ! I'm getting wet for a fuckin'girl, this can't be happening. But somehow it was. I thought that she was most potential only teasing.

A mates of Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later, another engaged day, the pool nicely packed, ice pick going a bomb, everyone having a good time, I was pleased, best movement I'd ever made coming to run here.

Sexy walked in, I saw her right away, well, you would. Her two-piece was almost non-existent. All strap and just three petite patches. Two over her nipples, the other trying to cover her cunt, and almost not doing it. My jaw dropped. piece of ass ! She looked good. I dragged my centre away before she clocked me staring.

"Hi Ange, how about you make me a cocktail, whatever you recommend, I don't mind,"but she looked at the tilt of what we offered anyway."A ‘ Tits Up'strait fun, would it become me don't you think ?"She actually bounced her nipple at me, I waited for the tit to pop out, they didn't !

"Coming right up, I'll bring it out for you, if you're going out by the pool,"I offered.

"That's fresh, thank you, Ange,"her center sparkling.

The cocktail made, I went out to detect her, it was easy, just follow the guys'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 figure yet, have I ?"

"It's Trish,"I said,"I heard your pals 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 little application on my backrest for me ?"She held a vacuum tube out to me.

I squirted some onto my manus, then spread it over her back, at her shoulder joint, I paused a consequence. The tingling was back, more 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 tube back.

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

I had to go to the loo, I needed to wipe my knickers, I could feel that they were probably about to start leaking, I was so wet. I dropped my blue jean and lowered my knee pants, they weren't just wet, they were fuckin'soaked. I gave them a unspoilt rub with the stool paper, then took some more to wipe my pussy.

The world-class affair I felt was my clit sticking out, and when I looked, it was standing majestic, like on precaution over my hole. I realised this all-fired girl had got me going, I needed to go and find a safe looking boy for a enough shag. That would assort me out !

Some of mike's Spanish friends were in that evening. They were a great bunch. One of the guys, Jose, was a Spanish Classical dance student, all the arm wave and stamping metrical foot, he was marvellous, his girlfriend also did a mean Sevilliana.

At one o'clock, Mike had turned about of the brightness level down and closed the doorway. Just the Spanish people, a couple of other fixture and Trish with one of her pals.

Jose asked if we could go in the pool for a later dip. Mike did permit 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 consortium. We had a bit of lark about, all goodness fun. I became aware that Trish just seemed to touch me now and then, a brush 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 box to take a snorkel. Trish's headland popped up out of the water in presence of me, her breasts just touching my own,"Hi Ange, this is fun,"she gave me a quick candy kiss and was gone again.

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

"I'm blue Ange, did that bother you ?"

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

I froze, my view in a excitement, this girl was becoming a all-fired nuisance. I raised my handwriting, meaning to tug her away, but before I could she had grabbed handle of them and jammed them to the bra covering her tits.

I looked down at them, horrified for a present moment, but as she massaged her tit with my work force, I could feel a bang rush through me."Trish, what the fuck are you doing ?"I gasped out.

"Ange, it's meter you woke up, admit 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 complain to see."She paused a moment or two, then,"I'm going to tell you something, I've never been with a little girl before, I just love turning the cat on when I flash my ass, but I found myself feeling so turned on when I knew you couldn't go along your middle off of me. You haven't been with a girl either, have you ?"

I just didder my principal, I couldn't speak.

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

Her titty pressed into mine, her lips came up, and again she kissed me, I could feel her natural language just tracing along my lips, then she pushed, my lip opened and her clapper dived inside. I was lost, my trunk reacted, I was on flame. A look of lust gripped me, as I fiercely pulled her to me.

She groaned as her implements of war went around me. Her bridge player did the same as mine, as I slipped mine interior of her knickers to fondle the bare skin of her ass.

I felt her fingers pushing down the cleft between my cheeks until a finger found my little ass hole and she pressed at it.

I pulled my brain 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 to a greater extent lingering kiss, and then we dressed.

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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 script as we climbed the external steps to the upper landing, her early hand 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 little from my earlier touch of passion and was now beginning to give birth 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 heat of the moment ?

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

I looked at her as I sipped. God ! She was sexy, that I knew. She was sat with her short skirt, hinge on up quite high, her legs were superb, and when she flopped back in the chair, I could almost see all the way between her thighs. I couldn't take my heart off until she spoke.

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

She stood up and began to pillage, never taking her centre off me. Seductively, she slowly raised her top, angling it, to reveal 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 Lord, and the nipples, perky and erect, I knew I wanted to sense them.

The top discarded, she unfastened her chick, a niggling wiggle of her pelvic girdle, then down it fell. Fuck ! No knickers either ! My eyes pellet to her snatch, no tomentum at all, just a prospicient, closed slit.

She stood still for a moment, letting me gaze at her soundbox, then she did a slack twirl around, her ass I had seen before when she had the micro bikini on, but now completely naked, it was the summate bundle, and waiting for me."Well, do you like what you see ?"

I stood on shaky legs and walked towards her, my doubts had evaporated, I just wanted to touch and feel this torso being offered to me.

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

She leaned in and kissed the spinning top of my tits, tracing her tongue across the shape. Her mouth pushed my bra brighten and her rim found a nipple. First she bit, then pulled with her teeth, before kissing it tenderly. A moan escaped my lip, as my hands clutched her heading and pulled her hard to me.

I felt her hands at the waist of my jeans, the button undone, and then the zipper lowering. Her manus went directly inside, to cup my crotch. Her fingers traced my cunt through the stuff, then pressed into me. I could feel my slit tingling, as my body responded to her speck. I groaned again, louder, this time.

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

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

Her psyche came forward, her lips kissing my spectacular twat back talk. Her hands gripped my ass and she wiggled her heading, her lips mashing hard. She pushed her knife out, easing my rim apart until she slid it around inside, exploring me. Upwards she licked before a jolt hit me, her tongue teased at my clit.

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

Her tongue teased, the sensations were the most vivid I had ever experienced. I felt my legs shaking, then her hands were sliding up them. not to steady me, because they continued up, one going between my thighs to seize my ass, the other to search at my pussy. finger's breadth pushed into me, sliding abstruse, to come out wanking in and out.

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

Still, her oculus were locked on mine. Her heading came away from me for a second,"Cum for me, Ange, I so want to make you cum."Her actor's line were the catalyst, I ground my pussy to her face, trying to drive my clit into her mouth.

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

bust filled my center, I was damn weeping ! A hired hand tapped my back, bringing me back to reality. Looking down, I realised I still had her mind clasped backbreaking to my pussy.

She took a deep breath as she stood, then she raised her hand to my lips, pushing a digit in between,"gustatory sensation,"she said,"it's you and it's gorgeous."

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

"Ange, please take me to bed."

I needed a immediate slurp of wine-colored first, I was still in retrieval mode. Now Trish wouldn't leave my side, playing with my tits, even as I drank. I took her offered hand,"come on lover, let's go and play some more."I said to her.

She sat on the bed, I pushed her to lay on her back, legs dangling over the face, then I crawled on top of her, my oral cavity aiming for those beautiful boastfully tit of hers. No messing about, I jammed my thigh down on her kitty-cat, as my lip found a nipple.

Having now come to terms with the billet, I was feeling more my common self, that is, in ascendency. It's more my style.

Her mammilla was stiff, jutting between my lips, I revelled in my suction at it. God ! How come I'd missed this all these years.

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

I felt her pelvic arch pushing up to my pressing thigh, I could feel the wet coming from her as she ground her kitty against my leg."Ange, eat me for nookie's sake !"

I didn't mess about, no trail of candy kiss, I simply dived down to her. I had to taste my commencement pussy, I needed to see inside that narrow cunt of hers. I gave her puss a quick kiss, then with my finger's breadth I eased the slit open, she did deliver lip in there, they were hidden until you opened her. I feasted my eyes, then,"Ange !"

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

I licked at her hole, and as I pulled it across-the-board her legs lifted to lie on my shoulders, now I could see recondite interior, every detail, where her pee came from, but most of all, her little button just showing under its hood. I moved my tongue until I could tease at the small button and was rewarded as it began to look. I kept on tease, sometimes licking, then sucking at it, all the time I could palpate her rousing increasing.

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

"fucking me, Ange, fuck my twat heavily please."

I plunged in and out as fast as I could, my back talk still working at her clit. Between gasps, I could get word her mumbling although I had no idea what she said.

My extra script found her ass hole, I let a digit Mexican valium and press, it was wet from the juice running from her pussycat, so when I pressed a bit harder, I felt her golf hole begin to open to me. Then with a final thrust, I was inside her ass, my digit sinking deeper.

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

She was now bucking her hips fast to meet the poking of my bridge player, I was finding it heavy to keep back talk to her clit, as well as my lip taking a hammering from the tough ridgeline of her mound.

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

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

I withdrew my fingerbreadth from her pussy 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 microseism shaking her body, she was gasping for breathing time. I whispered a whole consignment of nothing in fussy to her, as she nuzzled and kissed my neck.

Eventually, she looked up,"You know its taken us five days to get up here, why the fuck did we waste so lots fourth dimension ? That was the best, Angie. Can I anticipate you Angie ? I like it better."

Her digit were tracing little circles around my pussy as she spoke. The tingle was back !

"Trish, how would you like it if we nipped into town tomorrow ? I know where the sex shop is, I'm sure that they will have some decent 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 dainty, what do you opine ?"

"What a nifty idea, maybe we could one of those strap-on thingies, then you could fuck me properly."She sort of trailed off,"I didn't mean value that didn't just now, you fucked me good. Oh dogshit ! You know what I mean."

I laughed and cuddled her tighter.

animation just keeps getting better.

The end .