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Kay Gordan's True Tale #2
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
As I watched RC's car leave the parking lot my mind was a total
wreck. I had gotten his attention, at least for a little while, but
now he was leaving with another girl. Sharon, was even more confusing.
Another girl shouldn't turn me on but I could still feel her kiss on
my lips, and the thinking of her licking my clit made my knees weak. I
wondered what another girl's breast would feel.
That night I didn't sleep well, I kept replaying flashes from what
had happened through my mind. Saturday morning I decided I would go to
see Sharon on Thursday. I also decided I needed to know more about her
first, so I went to my brothers. They worked for Sam's and knew alot
of the people in the bars, I hoped they could tell me about Sharon,
more important about her and RC.
Well I found out alot, little of it what I had hoped for. Sharon
was one of the best paid bartenders (cause she was one of the best) in
town, she shot a mean game of pool, was a excellent foosball player,
and was more or less RC's main lady. More or less cause they both
dated other people, quite openly. When I ask if there was any talk
about her liking girls both my brothers laughed and ask if I had the
hots for her cause she sure didn't act interested in girls. I knew
that was wrong, but maybe she kept it quiet.
Thursday came around, I was a little scared and alot nervous, all
day at school I kept wondering what would happen, what I should do and
what I would do. Was she going to warn me off RC? Should I tell her I
would do my best to get him? Could I compete against her? Did she want
me for herself? How should I react, how would I react.I shouldn't let
her touch me, but the memory of her mouth and tongue, kept flashing in
my mind. After school I went home to shower and change clothes. The
warm water felt so good, as I washed thought of mouths, tongues,
fingers, thumbs, nipples, pussies,and anuses flowed through my head.
My nipples got hard and my snatch got warm. I cupped my tits and held
them into the spray so a stream splashed on each nipple, the sensation
was so intense I could only stand it for a few seconds. Then I would
shield the nipples with my fingers, rubbing and pulling. When I could
stand it no longer I started soaping my bush, rubbing my hand down
over my slit, pressing the palm against my clit. With the other hand
I washed my ass, first the cheeks then the crack till my finger
touched my anus. How log I stood with one hand rubbing my bush and
the middle finger of the other hand tinkling my asshole I don't know.
Time didn't matter, only sensation and though. I imaged they weren't
my hands at all but his hands, touching, probing, caressing,
exploring. Then the hot water ran out and I was snapped back to
reality by the cold spray. I quickly rinsed off the soap, wrapped a
towel around my now chilled body and headed to my room to dress.
I had alot of trouble deciding what to wear, not outer wear,
underwear. I had decided earlier to wear black slacks and a peasant
blouse. Should I wear sexy undies, in case things went that way, or
should I wear something more conservative for the same reason? Did I
want things to go that way, should I wear something that would give me
more protection? Finally I wore full size panties and a bra that had 4
hooks in the back. At least if she got to me she would have to work
for it. Why did I think of her trying instead of him, and why did it
give me a tingle when I ask myself that? I brushed out my hair, put on
my makeup and headed for the Inn Between.
When I got there the bouncer at the door ask for my I.D., I had
never been carded before, I told him, "I forgot and left it home." He
said, "You will have to go get cause nobody comes in without I.D."
"I'm hear to see Sharon." I replied.
"Hey Sharon, this teeny booper say's she's here to see you." He
shouted over his shoulder.
"What's her name?" answered a familiar voice.
"It's me, Kay, you said to come by." I shouted.
"Hey Dale let her in, I forgot to tell you she was coming" Shouted
Sharon over the noise.
Dale stepped aside, "Sorry, I didn't know you a friend of Shar's"
When I stepped into the room I noticed it was alot bigger than it
looked from out side. There were a dozen pool tables, four foosball
table, couple of pin balls, a jukebox, and a large U shaped bar. there
were maybe 20 people scattered around and two girls behind the bar.
One was about forty, short and a little over weight with really big
tits. The other was Sharon. When I sat down at the bar I noticed the
floor behind was raised plexaglass and had lights underneath. Sharon
ask if I would like a coke, when I said yes, she brought me one, as
she went to refill a beer I realized the reason for the floor. To
serve drinks the bartender had to lean a little forward, allowing a
look down her cleavage, as she moved around behind the bar customers
got a good view of her legs and ass.
Displayed like that I got my first good look a Sharon. Her hair was
red, shoulder length and thick. Blue eyes, pale skin, about five foot
eight, 38D 24, 34. Long legs that you could see the muscles move in as
she walked and a poke out in the rear hindend. She was dressed in a
blue satiny tank top, matching jogging shorts, and spike heels. She
wasn't wearing a bra, and from the skin I could she when she bent over
I didn't think she was wearing panties.
When she had everybody filled up she came back over to where I was
sitting. "I'm glad you came, I wanted to talk to you." she said
smiling.
"Well I'm not really sure why I came, after what you did I
shouldn't even talk to you. I don't want you to think I came here
cause I liked it either." I said.
"My aren't you a fiesty one. That was the first time I had ever
lick a cunt. I mention once to RC that I had a fantasy about making
love to another woman. Friday he came by and said he had a surprise
for me, I got Linda to cover for me so I could leave before closing.
He wouldn't tell me what was going on only to trust him and I would
enjoy it. As soon as we got to his car he had me remove my underwear.
Then he started to kiss me and feel me up. Soon as my nipples were
good and hard and my cunt starting to warm up he started the car and
head to get you. All the way there he kept a hand in my blouse working
on my nipples. About half way he put a finger in front of me and said
to lick it then he used it to rub my nipples very lightly. When it
would get dry he would have me lick it again. The whole time he talk
about how it was to eat pussy, the smell, taste, the feel. My cunt was
hot and I was really starting to squirm when we got to the parking lot
of the bar you were in. When he killed the engine he leaned over suck
a nipple into his mouth and slid a hand up my leg and start to diddle
my clit. I was ready to explode. He released the nipple and whispered
in my ear that he had a young cunt for me to eat, one he didn't think
had ever felt a tongue. It shocked me a little but the state I was in
I was more than willing to try. Well you know the rest."
I didn't know what to say, this wasn't what I had expected. Then to
my surprise I ask, "Did you Like it?"
She look at me with her clear blue eyes and said, "Yes, I did. Did
you? I know you got off but did you like it?
To my horror I heard myself answer "I think I liked it, I know I
liked the feel of a mouth on my twat, I think I liked the idea it was
a girl's, it made it nastier, more thrilling." What was I saying, I
didn't like girls that way, only the wet spot on my panties said
different.
"Had any body ever licked your clit before?" She ask. She was
getting horny too, I could see her nipples pushing against her top.
"No, till that night, all anybody had done was fingerfuck or fuck
me." I replied.
"Have you ever sucked a cock?" she ask. "No, I jacked off a couple
of guys but I never put one in my mouth."
"Sounds like you don't know a whole lot about sex." She leaned
forward so I could see between her tits, "Have you ever wanted to feel
another woman's breasts?"
"No, well maybe, I hadn't thought about it." I stammered.
"Hey give me a beer" yelled a voice. Sharon and I looked at each
other for a second, both in a bit of a daze.
"Be right there", she shouted to the beer drinker. Then to me "This
isn't what I had in mind to talk about, I'll be right back."
I walked her walk down the bar, I wondered what it would be like to
touch her, to poke my tongue into her. I squirmed on my bar stool,
what was coming over me. I noticed the bar was filling up, and that
there two more girls behind the bar. The woman who had been behind it
when I first came in was sitting about five stools down watching a
pool game.
Sharon came back. "Let's talk about something else, this
conversation is getting me hot and there are other things I want to
talk to you about. First be careful with RC, he's not like anybody
else you'll ever meet. Don't fall in love with him, don't try and own
him, and most important never repeat anything he tells you or tell
anybody anything he does."
"What are you talking about? I thought you were his girlfriend." I
said.
"RC has lots of "girlfriends", most any girl who knows him would
drop their panties in a second if he said to. That's just how it is.
He's a nice guy, he cares about people, but he doesn't love, he won't
stand for somebody trying to posses him. When he comes into a bar, any
bar in town just about he sorta makes the rounds. Kisses every foxy
chick in the place, cause he knows all of them. He even kisses some
that aren't all that great. He knows every bartender, bar owner and
regular customer in the 160 some odd bars that are in this town. He
could bed a different chick every night if he wanted, but he doesn't,
he hugs 'em and gives 'em a kiss but it's damn few that he does
anything else with. Sure he and I party from time to time and we've
spent sometime getting to know each others bodies and minds but we
friends. It's the same with any woman that's more than a one night
stand for him. But not one of us tries to tie him down, some have
tried but he just walks away from them and doesn't go back."
"Why are you telling me this?" I ask
"Honey he kinda liked what he saw the other night. How did he put
it, "A pretty package, with alot of potentially and not any bad habits
to unlearn." You let him and he can teach you more about yourself,
people and sex than you'll ever learn on your own. But you have to do
it by his rules, or he'll just walk away."
This flood of information had me a bit confused. He wanted to see
me again but only on his terms. What did that mean? "I'm not going to
just sit around waiting for my turn to come up, I can do better than
that."
"It's not that way, and even if it were you would be better off
waiting than messing around with these morons. Give it a try then
decide. Remember how it was Friday, think about it, that was a few
minutes, mostly with just his hands. Believe me that was a mere
preview."
"Now second, you have alot of things goin for you but living at
home isn't one of them. So when you turn 18 you needed a job and a
place to live with a little more freedom. Have you ever thought of
tending bar? With a job in the right place you can make alot of
money, tips can clear $125 on a good night. It can be a real turn on
to strut your stuff for 50 or 60 guys that can't touch you. What do
you say?
"I never thought of it, I don't know how to mix drink s or anything
else. I don't know what's what behind a bar.
"Don't worry about that, I can teach you the mechanics,would you be
interested in wiggling your body around this bar if I could get you
started at $12.50 an hour?
"$12.50 you've got to be kidding, how soon can I start."
"No, I'm not kidding, and you'll have to earn it. You can't tend
bar till your 18 but if Linda will okay it we can start your training
Monday. That'll give you a couple of months to come up to speed."
"Why would anybody hire me at $12.50 an hour with no experience?"
"First $12.50 isn't bad for a bartender in this town but it's not top
pay either. Second I've work for Linda going on 3 years, I'm the best
she got, if I tell her I think you're worth it she'll believe me.
Third and most important if RC asks Linda to give you a try she'll do
it, not just cause she owes him, has t he hots for him, or is trying
to get on his good side, all of which is true but because his option
carries alot of weight."
"I'll give it a shot"
"Come on let's talk to Linda." She said and motioned me down to the
woman who had been behind the bar earlier. "Linda this is Kay the girl
RC told you about."
"Let's have a look at you, step out a little from the bar and turn
around for me, slowly." said the bleached blonde. As I turn she
examined me, when I was facing her again I examined her. She was about
forty (48 I learned latter), tall, a little overweight, wore too much
makeup, and had really huge tits (44DD). "Here's the rules: While you
are in training you get minimum wage. If you're good I'll make up the
rest of the $12.50 in cash. No dope, don't get drunk on duty, no
peddling anything including pussy when your behind my bar. All my
bartenders are girls, they get along, they cover for each other, we're
family. No messing with my boy friends, no messing with the bouncers.
That's about it, if you break any of those you're out. Be here
Saturday at 9 am. And please do something about your wardrobe, my
girls all dress sexy, the underwear you've got on will have to go."
I just stood and stared, alot was happening real fast and I wasn't
sure I was getting all of it.
"Sharon, show her around, get the information we need to sign her
up at the spa. I assume you're going to train her yourself?"
"That's the plan Linda, you want a drink before I go off duty?" Linda
just shook her head and went back to talking with the guy sitting next
to her.
Sharon came around the bar, took me by the arm and started showing
me around. When we went down the hall to the rest rooms, she took a
key from the waist band of her shorts and opened a door at the end of
the hall. The door had no handle only a lock. On the other side was a
stair landing, one set of stairs went up, another down. Sharon head
down and I followed. At the bottom of the stairs was a large room
that had a time clock, desk, several comfortable looking chairs, a
couple and a couple of couches.
"This is the bartender's lounge, the lockers, toilets, sinks, and
showers are in there." She pointed to a doorway. "Here fill out this."
She said taking a form from the desk. As i was filling it out she got
her time card, punched out and checked the other time cards. "Don't
worry about the measurements we'll get them in a second. They have to
be right or your work out fits won't fit."
When I had finished the rest of the form I stood up to get
measured. First I stood against the wall. "Five-eight" then she
measured my neck, my arm, as she measured my bust she gave each breast
a good feel. "36C." when she stooped to measure my waist she rubbed
her face between my breasts. "29, you'll have to work at that" . She
reach behind me and cupped my cheeks, giving them a soft squeeze. "37,
you'll have to lose some of that too." My nipples had harden and there
was a tingle in my clit.
She stood up, "I'm going to shower then I'll show you the rest of
the place." She said as she turned toward the door that lend to the
showers and pulled off her top. She turned giving me a good look at
her firm tits, "Come and talk to me while I change." She disappeared
through the door. My pulse quicken as I walk toward the door, part of
me screaming to leave, most of me wanting to stay. When I went through
the door I entered a locker room. Down one side were full length
lockers, in front of the lockers were several low padded benches, on
the other side were showerstalls, sinks, and a couple of toilets.
Sharon was facing away from me, bent at the waist sliding the jogging
shorts down her legs. She was wearing panties after all, thong style,
I could see the waist band around her hips and the strap that went
down the crevice of her ass. After she removed the shorts, she stayed
bent over and removed her shoes, then she stood, looked over her
shoulder and blew me a kiss. Then she hooked her thumbs in the
waistband and slowly eased down the skippy panties bending over,
giving me a wide open view of her creamy smooth ass, her puckered
asshole and wet slit. I let out a moan, Sharon straightened, turned
around and came to me. Her arms went around my neck and she hugged me.
Her mouth closed mine and her tongue darted through my parted teeth.
My hands caressed her back, and sides as I returned her kiss.
My hands found her tits and began to knead them till my fingers
found her rubbery hard nipples. I pinched, pulled and tweaked her
nipples, marveling at smoothness, weight and texture of another
woman's breasts. My own tits were still confined in my bra, aching to
be touched, the cups felt rough to my sensitive nipples. Our kiss
broke, both of us short of breath. I pulled my blouse over my head and
dropped it to the floor, reach behind me and unfastened my bra. Sharon
pulled my bra off and let it fall. She ran her hands over my shoulders
and neck, down the slopes of my tits, along the sides down to the top
of my slacks then back up. Her hands barely touched me as they moved
over my tits, never quite touching the nipples. I stood eyes closed
concentrating on the feeling, after the third time she over my front
her touch became heavier, squeezing, stroking, kneading but still not
touching my nipples. My panties were sopped, my whole pussy throbbed,
my nipples actually ached to be touched. Sharon pulled me to her, my
nipples pushed against her soft warm tits, a shudder went through my
body and I groaned. As she held me against her I could feel the
hardness of her nipples, the softness of her breasts, and the heat
from her twat.
My mouth was against her neck, I kissed did, licked. Sharon's hands
were on my shoulders, slowly she moved my mouth down. I licked and
kissed her tits, running my tongue over the soft skin, tasting the
underside of each breast, circling my tongue slowly around one nipple,
then the other. Her hands were in my hair now, she guide my mouth to
her nipples, I flicked it with my tongue, then licked gently, when it
was cover in salivas I blew air on it. The nipple puckered. "Suck
it." she commanded. I took the nipple into my mouth, sucking in as
much of her tit as I could. My tongue swirled around the nipple as I
gently bit the tit in my mouth. Then I started to bat the Nipple back
and forth with my tongue. I felt her body stiffen against mine. "Now
do the other one". My mouth went to her other nipple, I flicked it
wilt my tongue and then bit it softly before sucking it in my mouth.
Her hands pushed me lower, down to my knees, I licked her tummy as
my mouth went down her body. I felt the tickle of her pubic hair on my
chin and resisted for a second. I could feel the heat of her, the
scent of her sex filled my nostrils. I brought my arms up and hugged
her, holding my face just above her bush. My hands trailed down the
cheeks of her ass, squeezing, weighing them. I stoked the backs, then
the insides of her thighs. Then I moved my mouth down, licking around
her bush, rubbing my nose through her red curly hairs. Then I tasted
the juices that had leaked from her, what was left of my inhibitions s
broke. I darted my tongue into the heat of her cunt. My nose pushed at
her clit as I tongue fucked her. I pulled her against me with one hand
while with the other I massaged the flesh between her cunt and
asshole. Her hands spread her cunt lips apart and I licked my way to
her clit. I flicked gently with my tongue then harder. My mouth closed
on it and I sucked it as hard as I could. Sharon was withering
against me, grinning her pelvis at my mouth. I bit her clit done too
softly and she moaned. I started flicking my tongue up and down on her
clit. Sharon went stiff and made a series of grunting sounds. As I
felt her cunt start to spasm I jabbed two finger into her slippery
cunt. When her spasms quit she took a deep breath and sighed. Then she
helped me to my feet and kissed me long and deep, licking her juices
from my face. "God that was good, now for a shower" She said.
"What about me? I'm so horny I can't stand it." I pleaded
"Do yourself." She replied.
"I've never done that, please you do me."
She turn and looked at me. "You've never gotten yourself off? I do
believe someone has neglected your education." She walked to her
locker and took out her purse. From it she took a cloth bag about 10
inches long. "This is a vibrating dildo, this is my phone number" she
took a card from her purse.
"Call me about midnight and I'll help you get off. We'll finish your
tour Saturday. I've got a date for dinner and you need to get home
before it's too late." She kissed me softly and gave my tit a gently
squeeze.
Then she headed for the showers. I picked up my blouse and put it
on, then bent to pick up my bra, I saw her g-string laying on the
floor, with a glance toward the showers I grabbed them. I stuffed the
dildo, g-string and bra into my purse and head up the stairs to the
bar. On the way out Linda waved me over. "We'll see you Saturday." She
pulled me over and whispered, "I didn't notice what nice tits you
have, glad to see you took off your bra." I turn red, I couldn't think
of a thing to say. I look quickly around then noticed Linda had the
erect cock of the guy sitting next to her in her hand under the bar. I
stood up straight, my breast brushed her arm and she smiled at me. The
guy beside her was no more than 20. I head for the door.
In the car I removed the dildo from it's bag. It was about 8 inches
long rubber, and looked like a real cock. I took out Sharon's panties
and sniffed them. The scent of her sex was very strong. I put
everything back in my purse and headed home. I drove with one hand.
With the other I gently fingered the damp crotch of my slacks.
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