Bartenders.

I had been watching her since she walked in. I’d seen her more than a few times before at the little run down bar she works at the down the road in town. But there’s no way she’ll recognize me. I’m a jeans and a T-shirt kind of guy whenever I’m not in this place. Come to think of it. I’ve never seen her like this before either.

I mean, I’d taken notice of her body. she wears short jean shorts and little white t shirts and wife beaters on her shifts. But tonight shes in a little dress that is like two almost see through slices of thin caramel colored fabric held together by three knots of thin down each side. Had I just glanced I would have thought she was stark naked the way her dress blends with her skin tone. Though there isn’t a man on earth that could just glance at her without stopping to take in the entire view.

After what seemed like forever she took the long flat steps up from the front of our expansive restaurant, heading to my bar. Each step revealing a sexy leg pulling and straining against the ties of that dress, just wanting to revel more and more. My thoughts drifting quickly, sprialing down into a darker place of what I would do with this gem if I could have her all to myself for an evening.

“Hell of a view you’ve got here” god damn it her voice was soft and sweet but so full of confidence.

“Me or the water?” I’d replied with all the smooth practice of someone who’s been the hunting trophy of more than a few packs of single and sometimes married ladies on vacation.

“yeah fuck the moon, I was talking about you” she smiled slightly and ripped her eye contact away from mine and asked me for a martini. “easy. Not fussy about the booze, but definitely gin”

I turned around to grab a shaker tin and appreciated the good fortune I had to be a bartender in such an amazing spot. Out behind my bar was an expanse of black sand beach, held private for the use of the guests of my hotel. But nobody used it at night and tonight the full moon was just beginning to settle down from it’s zenith and provide a breathtaking backdrop for the rest of my night.

A night that, at this point, was pretty much close to over for me. Bar was empty. Servers had closed up and gone home and My job now was to serve anyone from the resort who may be wandering the property at night looking for their final final. it was Tuesday and something told me that wasn’t happening. And now that I had her at my bar I hoped to GOD that none of the entitled pricks from this place would have such bad timing as to actually stumble into a situation I had been playing over in my mind.

I couldn’t have dreamed that my Dive Bartender could have looked sexier than she did at work… but her slightly tanned body kept pulling against the knots holding together the front and back of these two impossible small sized slices of butterscotch. tied to her front and back And as I was stirring her martini I was asking myself if those knots would come undone as easily as a couple of shoelaces.

Fuck she’s gorgeous. Like the kind of gorgeous that would make any mans mouth go dry as they stumble and stammer for words in an attempt to not look like a complete fool. Thankfully, though, I am a bartender and a trained professional in turning my foolishness into a smooth smile. Its an artform really.

And I’m thankful she doesn’t recognize me, or at least I don’t think she does. I’m always in Jeans and some kind of easy shirt drinking cheap beer on my time off. Not in this sport coat and white button up while mixing fancy-pants cocktails.

Admittedly she got me the first time I walked into her bar. She’s definitely a thief. I’ve watched her work more times than I would comfortably care to admit without seeming like I have a slight obsession with her. But once she got me the first time she had me for every drink thereafter.

She gave me change for a hundred after I killed a couple of shots and a few bottles. But she only gave me change for eighty and kept the bills in confusing order so I wouldn’t notice. And to be honest I didn’t care. She stole my mind; I could give her the extra twenty.

I glanced up, uninterested, from time to time at the sports on TV in order to not look like I was staring. And I was definitely staring. Running different back stories for her in my head. “Where is she from? How could i ravage her? What is she doing on this island? Where does she live? Is she a good kisser? her lips are legendary. Bet she makes more than I do at my fancy job? Wonder how much she steals from these tourists every night?” I love how her T shirt just looks painted on her body. I think its just there to show she made an attempt to hide the fact that her bra just barely covers her nipples and cuts every so slightly into her skin just fighting her massive breasts. Enough to outline covered in thin white tshirt fabric what my imagination was already trying to color in.

That first night I watched her also miscalculate and improperly count back change for almost anyone in tommy bahama and she must have stuck an extra two or three hundred dollars into her jar by the time it was time for me to go. And I had gladly watched her do it over and over again every night since when I’d find myself gone to town for a few drinks. Though I’m smart now and pay in 20’s and let her keep what she’d normally have just stolen.

Tonight, like aways, I can’t keep my eyes off of her. Even trying to mix a simple martini is mental workout with all of the images and fantasies I have of her running through my mind. Eventually though I get the Gin strained into a chilled glass and drop a single olive into the bottom, spinn-toss her a black cocktail napkin and set the martini down in front of her. She’s short; i’d never noticed before. Deliciously short and fun sized which made her body all the more insane. Like god built a woman based on tastes I ddn’t even know I had yet.

She took a small step forward towards the bar and perched herself on the foot rail facing me and in her voice, that’s as soft as an over ripe peach, said come’here. I did was I was told and she reached for the back of my head. I leaned forward to help her get closer. She ran her fingers through my hair and pulled my face toward her.

Time stopped for a moment. Her turquoise eyes were enormous but over the past few months of being her biggest fan I’ve come to fall in love with her lips. Tonight they were glossed in dark pink and shimmering. I’ve never touched her before. She’s certainly never touched me. And, though this is not the way I’d imagined it, now that I’m a breath away from her I just want her bottom lip between my teeth.

Suddenly she inhaled pulled my face forward and pressed her lips into mine. Innocently but not, at the same time. Her lip gloss stuck to mine and our mouths stayed immovably pressed together for more that a few soft breaths until she pulled back and looked at me. The only think I could register was that sexy little sound of a kiss smacking as her lips left mine and her lips parted for her to exhale. I can feel the gloss left behind on my own mouth. It’s slick and sticks to my lips but smells of strawberry candy and as every detail is burned into my mind she says

“I’d hope you’d be working tonight. I’ve been trying to get up the nerve to order a drink from you. But this place just isn’t my style and I’m definitely not fancy.” Each word just fell from her mouth like honey and soft fell into my ears like fat viscous drops.

I was staring at her. Alternating between the impression my lips had made on hers and those perfectly massive and round breast; which now that I have given myself a few moments, are definitely hiding, not-so-shyly, behind a nearly see through fabric.

I had to shake out of my stupor and said “Oh, you do recognize me. I was nervous when you walked in because I’d never seen you out. And I didn’t think you’d find me familiar in an unfamiliar setting”

She laughed. “You’re cute. you drink in my bar all the time and your hot as fuck. you think I wouldn’t notice you because you wear a blazer to work? Also you don’t act like a tourist and you’re extremely respectful. The bar feels like ‘my bar’ when you’re in it.” I just looked at her dumbly without words and I’m sure my mouth was hanging open quite a bit. "I’m glad I found you, since you never seem to want to make the first move”

I could feel the blood in my body rushing around. My cock was growing immediately hard and pushing against the slacks I was forced to wear to work and now I’d have to be careful. There was no hiding that thing unless I was wearing jeans. I think she knew it… because her smile was sly and teasing.

“Can you have a drink with me.” She asked?

“If I can’t, I quit, now I can. I’ve been waiting for you for a while” She took a long drag off of her martini.

“Lets go for a walk I want to feel the sand on my feet”

I turned around, bend down to the fridge, tucked my fucking cock into the waistband of my briefs so I wouldn’t be flying the flag of my slacks and a wild erection when I left the bar. I grabbed a few small beers, turned back around (hoping she didn’t notice my move) and came around to her side of the bar. I stood in front of her and she was so short, barely came upto my chest. I could pick her up with one hand and sling her over my shoulder… but instead she grabbed my arm with her free hand, martini in the other, and we walked towards the ocean.

• * * * * *

It didn’t take us long to get to a point where the concrete of the sprawling restaurant bar met a cute little boardwalk that almost immediately put us on the black sand. It was radiating a little heat from todays sun and was warm compared to the night sea air. Which still carried a warm breeze that moved the waves of her slightly copper hair across the soft but strong contours of her face.

Almost as soon as the sand was between our toes she took off the heals that, I now realized, were making her even taller. She couldn’t have been more than five feet tall… and the entirety of her five feet reminded me of a race track that had enough curves to wreck any professional driver but still keep them looking for more.

She droped her heels in the sand and slugged the rest of her martini in a very professional and impressive last swallow and tossed the glass casually next to them on the sand. She grabbed for my hand and I let her take it and we walked towards the ocean.

“I’ve been waiting for you to talk to me” she said softly

“I didn’t even think you’ve noticed me”. And up until that moment I thought that was true but I didn’t even realize that I had been going to her bar for HER, over and over again. I’d drink my fill of her, her body, her flirty personality and how she moved… while having a cocktail or two on top of how much I was already intoxicated by her.

“I’ve noticed you. You’re the only one that doesn’t hit on me, hell… let alone even talk to me. But I notice you. You seem sweet. I have thought that anyone who is that sexy can’t possibly be as sweet as you seem. So I figured I’m come find out what you taste like” She threw that last bit in there with a shy smile.

“Hell of a dress you picked to come make an introduction”

“This old thing?” she comically as she turned her head up and looked at me. Taking her other hand and pretending to absent mindedly play with the knotted bow on the other side of her leg. “Its barely even a dress” she said as she tugged at the bottom knot and it came free loosening her right leg and making the slit of the two sides run all the way up to her waist; which she knew was going to distract me as I think about pulling the entire thing aside and running my tongue and lips across the curves of her thigh and up to her waist.

I decided not to comment on it (though it was now the only thought on my mind). I kept my feelings to myself even though I could tell that she wanted me to notice and comment and maybe make an overture to her.

she started playing with the top knot on the same side and said “I remember the first time you came in” then the second and third… she giggled to herself.

“I do too. you’re a fucking theif” I laughed.

“me? what do you mean?”

“I watch you lighten the wallets of all the tourists after they are too drunk or too stupid to count the change”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”

“And I don’t care. All you’ve stolen from me is $20 and that’s nothing compared to what I want to give you”

We were close to the water now. I could feel the damp sand from what had once been a high tide. There were permanent blankets and chairs set out here for the guests in the daytime and we’d just strolled past a cedar cabinet where they stored all the beach towels for the morning. The waves were peaceful and retreating.

“what else are you going to give me?” she said as she stopped me and pushed me around to face her. She looked up at me with those big turquoise eyes and she locked into me, bit her lower lip, strawberry gloss catching moonlight and she slowly, deliberately pulled at the single string on her shoulder… And ‘pop’ it gave way and the front of her dress folded down and over now revealing cavernous cleavage and the sides of her tits but leaving so much more to be explored. The single tie at her waist was doing a lot of work.

I dropped three beers at once. I reach over behind her neck and pulled her to me and kissed her the way she had kissed me at the bar. But this time I opened my mouth and she immediately caught my intent and pushed her tongue against mine. I slid my both of my hands down to her waist and let my fingers sip the softness of her skin and I casually popped the opposite side of her dress middle tie so she would still stay relatively clothed but I would have ample space to slide my hand into her dress and up her back. The first tie she undid left my other hand room to fully take in her curves while filling my hand with her astonishingly perfect ass. And naturally she was not wearing panties… I should have guessed with that dress.

I let myself get impatient for one second… but only for a second and popped the other bottom knot. Only leaving one shoulder and the other waist ties secure. Her tits were screaming to get out and it seems like she wanted them to as she arched her back and looked up into my face and opened her mouth waiting for more of me.

But I made the mistake of rushing my anxiety and undoing the package faster than was necessary. I stepped back. reached behind me and grabbe for an enormous beach towel behind me and laid it out in one smooth motion.

“Aren’t you smooth?” she asked.

“Not nearly as good as your change counting”.

She tore my jacket off in one swift tug then untucked my shirt and unbuckled my belt all in one motion. Then as though she sensed me she undid the bottom button of my shirt. then the net one up, then the next one and the next one… until my shirt was open and my chest was now barer than hers…

I’d have to change that, and soon.

“I’ve been waiting to see your body for months” She said to me.

“I thought I was the one creeping on you everytime I was there”.

“No trust me. Every minute is my pleasure.” She said as she finished taking off my shirt and pushed me back onto the blanket I had just laid out. and without a second thought she straddled my waist and I could feel her skin touching mine where my zipper button and belt had once held my pants agains my skin. She was warm and wet.

“you’ve become my best guest in every way. Let me take care of you for a minute” And she ran her fingers over my chest, around my neck down my shoulders and just slowly caressed my body… I didn’t realize how much I needed physical touch or attention until just now when I felt my back arch and rise as she ran her fingers down my abs and torso right to where her legs connected and pressed wet against my pelvis. Unashamed she shivered touching herself with one hand and clawing back up to my chest with the other. Digging her nails in sharply not caring whether I thought the pain was good, or bad.

• *******

“so you caught me stealing…”

I knew this wasn’t her coming clean. This was her playing a game and seeing if I’d take the bait…. I did.

“Yeah I did. How do you plan on keeping me quiet”

She cocked her head to one side and used her right hand to push what little hair was back from her face. I think she did this deliberately to make me wait. Then she touched her lips with that same hand that was touching herself and reached her two fingers toward my mouth and I immediately wrapped my fat lips around her fingers and sucked the flavor off of them with my tongue.

The second my mouth closed on her fingers she put all of her weight on her left hand and dragged her split legs up my torso and abs. Up to my chest and pinned my arms between her knees. The bottom of her dress was completely undone and she was so wet. I just wanted to touch her and explore with my very capable hands but I was trapped.

Then she took her hand out of my mouth and inched her pelvis up past my chest. He knees were on either side of my head. I turned my neck and bit the inside of her thigh. Like a playful little nibble.

“I don’t plan on you being quiet, unless your mouth is full” and she reached down and grabbed the front of her dress and slid it up the front of her body so she was bare below the belly button.

She was wet. glistening. My mouth was watering. she flexed her legs and lifted her lips above mine. She reached down locked her hands behind my head to encourage my face towards her, now, very wet and warm pussy.

I wasn’t going to let her force me. I pushed my lips together and blew cold air and I felt her shiver then I kissed the inside of her leg and dragged my lips across her body to the other side and repeated the process two or three times. Then abruptly paused and let my bottom lip drag across her body and push inside of her so I could taste. I extended my tongue and stiffened and softened it against her. It was hard not to ravage her. I wanted all of her, immediately, in that moment but I didn’t want the moment to end so I went slow. Leaving my hands fake pinned against my sides I pressed my face up into her with a little bit of force and felt her body rise and her back arch. She reached back and supported herself agains my hip bones and thighs. Not unintentionally letting her right hand press agains my very hard cock that was hiding just beneath the underwear she had exposed.

She kept herself straddled my face. And I escaped from my trap, grabbing her ass and pushing her body into my face and she quite literally rode my mouth, up and down in a steady rhythm at first but gradually changing pace and pulling way up and pushing way down. If she pulled too high I pushed back on her ass with my hands and pulled her back to my mouth. She kept squeezing my cock through my underwear and I was throbbing.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I was looking up and I could barely see her beautiful face so I pulled the corner of her dress draping over her chest to the middle and revealed her absolutely perfect breast, heaving, rising and falling with her breath. I used my left hand to play with her nipple and she looked down and caught my eye… smiled, threw her head back and slipped her left hand into my briefs and grabbed my cock as gently as its ever been grabbed then slowly squeezed it so I knew she sill had the power.

I had to one up it so I let my back arch up and towards her letting her know it was ok if she stroked me while at the same time I used my right hand to grab her ass and slip my thumb very swiftly inside of her from the back. She took a single breath and moaned while I replaced my thumb with two fingers and hooked her inside and pressed up into the front of her hot soft wet insides….

Her back went from arched to collapsed in seconds. She let go of my cock and dug her nails into my shoulders and flexed her back and tucked her head forward letting out increasingly deeper breaths and moaning. He knees squeezed tighter around my head and her body stopped moving. She was letting me find my rhythm and matching it with her breath. I could feel her getting wet. her pussy was so hot that it felt warm and her body was so tense, waiting for a release that would only come when my fingers, my tongue and her body found themselves in sync.

Then her legs bend slightly and she grabbed my head and pulled my mouth into her body and let it go… she pushed herself down on my fingers and pullsed forward powerfully and moaned an almost gowl that grew in octive to an almost scream. My mouth was wet, my neck was wet, my chest was wet and she was shaking but still riding my face. Staying seated until it was over. Exhaustedly she pulled her knees back and re-settled on my chest. Her left hand reached up and finally pulled the last knot free and the coppery bronze mesh that fell excruciatingly down on my chest and revealed her now entirely naked body perched on top of me. I used both hands. I couldn’t help myself. And I played with her nipples, grabbed and cupped her tits for what seemed like an hour while she lolled her head and neck back and forth. Enoying a post orgasam stretch while she came to center.

My friends call me “summer” but my real name is “August” and quick as a cat she turned her body around and kept her beautiful ass perched above my face while she ran her hands along my sides and pushed my pants down below my ass and ran her teeth up and down my underwear where the outline of my cock was pressing up against the fabric waiti to be released almost as badly as her tits were struggling agains that dress. She flicked the waistband aside and drew my cock out like an archer draws a bow.

“I see I’m not the only one who’s a little worked up” she laughed and used just the very tip of her tongue to touch a thick hot bead of clear sweet and salty pre cum from the head of my shaft… She pulled her head back and let the clear liquid stretch then immediately pushed forward to drink it all in. she opened her mouth and swallowed me whole. Once. Then drew me out of her mouth and kissed the shaft of my dick against my body slowly, wet, sloppy and loud. She wanted me to hear what she was doing to me. Teasing me. And I needed a distraction to focus on so I didn’t waste any moments of pleasure. I grabbed her thighs and pulled my mouth up under her ass and fully began to eat her pussy with aggression. Pushing my fingers, thumb and tongue in wherever I could while she maintained a soft, tease of just sloppily kissing my cock. Once I found a combination that worked I was licking her clit while my fingers pushed up inside and pressed against her front while my large hands hit the end and pressed aginst her cervix. She moaned and bit my cock softly… like she was biting on a banana trying not to leave teethmarks but knowing she had another orgasam on deck…

• *****

Instead she gripped my thighs with both hands and dug her nails in softly. Dipping her head down she picked up my very hard cock with her lower lip and slowly slipped it into her mouth again, going all the way down to the base with a gag and cough. Then she came up slowly leaving just the head in her mouth where she sucked hard and pulled back with an audible pop and suction. She slurped up the spit she left on my cock and in a breathless command. “Make me cum all over you again with your cock in my mouth.”

immediately obeying I pressed down on her g spot with my two fingers and audibly open my mouth and press my tongue against her clit and drag my lower lips down to where my fingers have entered into her. I’m not shy about making as much noise as I can while slurping up every drop of her cum as her body begins to quake. Her legs try to come together and I can feel her orgasam. I let her move her hips up and down at a slow pace and then pull my left hand to spread her ass apart and tilt my head back and spit all of the wet from my mouth to soak my thumb and while I squeeze her ass hard I go back to her clit and press my thumb softly and slowly into her ass. tight, warm, my other hand buried up front and pressing with my mouth helping to catch all of her that drips out…

As my thumb slips in she moans deep. And that moan came from every bone in her body while her mouth was full of my cock. Her knees squeezing in and her fingers pressing my thighs, hard enough to break skin and draw blood. I don’t care. I want every ounce that I can get from her. I want it to fuel my body. Another moan and a deep drawn out “fuuuuckkkk” with still a muffled mouth full of cock, then she let go. Cock falling out of her mouth and slapping back against my own pelvis she tossed her head back and gritted her teeth and let it all go… like a waterfall she came down my face and neck again, all over her thighs. 10x more than the last and I wanted every last drop. I held my breath and licked anywhere I could find her wet.

Her knees gave way and she fell on top of my body and I pulled my fingers out of her driving my thumb deeper into her ass while she kept moaning. And I kept pressing for a few seconds that felt like hours.

She rolled over and sat back on her knees and drew that copper hair back and looked at me with hungry huge turquoise eyes just giving up enough light in the moon. I rolled over and got up. My face, neck and chest soaked from her cum. And I knelt down and kissed her deep turning my head from one side to the other so she could taste herself and lick it off of me where she wanted. I stood straight and let myself drool every drop I had saved in my mouth back into hers…

Her eyes rolled back and closed as She grabbed every ounce of clothing I had left on and completely tore my pants off. So I was standing stark naked with a stiff and throbbing erection silhouetted against the moon.

She knelt up and grabbed my cock at the base and bent over and grabbed her throat and softly choked just enough air out of her that she gasped and then leaned in against my palm so I would squeeze hardere. I said “Now give me what you owe me for stealing.” And I drew my hand back and slapped her softly. She looked up at me with a little smile and a little surprise and bent my cock down towards her mouth and sucked it hard. Her head and her hair whipping around diving up and down from base to tip. I could hear her gag when she got down low and then drool and slurp when she came up for air.

Once down I held her head down until I could feel she needed to come up. Then down. And again pressure, just pressing my head against the back of her throat so I could feel her teeth against my base. Over and over we did this until I couldn’t hold the rhythm. “Cum for me, Cum on me”

“not until I take my cock and plunge it deep inside of you”

I grabbed her hands and stood her up, spun her around and grabbed a full reign of her hair with one hand and ripped her head back and grabed my own dick and sliped it between her ass and ran the head down so I could enter her pussy. Slowly and then NOT so slowly. I held onto her hair and she moaned. then she put both hands behind her to grab her ass and spread her cheeks apart so I could go deeper. But I grabbed them and pulled them even farther back so I could grab her elbows and ride her standing right here.

I slammed my pelvis into her ass over and over again my cock slipping in and out of her pussy. I could feel her cumming again as her arms and legs tightened and faster than before I felt her wetness dripping out of her.

“Cum for me” I said.

“Not fair, I asked first”

“Im not asking”

And she pushed, shook and crumbled with a moan. She slid off of my cock and rolled back onto her knees and pulled her hair back. She grabbed my cock and said “I’m not asking either” and stroked my cock while looking up at me.

“please. I want you. I need it.” In a whisper that sounded like begging. “Please”

The last please started a fire in my legs and every ounce of the electricity in my head, fingers, toes shot directly to my pelvis and I gave her a nod. It’s all yours, however you want it.

“all over me” As she stroked softly staring intently at the head.

Quickly I flexed. once, twice then grabbing onto one of her shoulders I came a little, it dribbled on her left breast. Then another flex and I shot white across her smile and nose. Another pool on her lips and chin. She pulled for more and rubbed her cheeks on my cock and then aggressively sucked on the tip.

“I want it all” she said with streaks of cum over her cheeks, nose, lips, chin, neck and tits.

I pushed her backwards and laid her on her back. “Then let me give it to you” and I licked between her breast and sucked my own cum into my mouth. She wasn’t expecting it but I made a slurping noise so she knew what I was doing. Then I leaned over hers and spit it my own cum back into her mouth. I moved back to her tits and sucked every drop off of them. Taking my time around her hard nipples.

Her breasts are absolutely stuff from my dreams so seeing my own cum make her skin glisten in the dark with the moon kept me hard still. I spit load after load back into her mouth and she laid there and let me. Greedily opening her mouth each time. Once I got to her lips I didn’t bother. I let my cum spread between the two of us as I pressed my lips against hers. Tasting the contrast of candy cherry and sweet, salty cum make a mess of us both.

I laid down on top of her and slipped my cock inside of her again, still hard. I rolled over still inside of her so she was mounting me and I played with her sticky tits while she just enjoyed my absolutely drained but still hard cock pressed inside of her.

She collapsed on my chest and her bare body pressed against mine.

“My friends call me Trip, but I would be happy to be called yours”

She exhaled and kissed me softly. Laying in the moonlight. Listening to the ocean. My clothes everywhere. And that dress was under my head. We didn’t sleep. But instead laid their naked and in silence for a while

“i’ve been yours since you walked into my bar. I think you thought you were watching me… While I was waiting for you.