The Watering Hole

The Watering Hole

You’ve just noticed you haven’t heard from any of your local friends in awhile. No texts, no emails, no IMs. You check their twitters to see if they’ve gone on vacation, but all you find is that a couple mention a new bar they’re going to check out.

Of course you go. You step up to the bar, and while waiting for the barkeep to notice you, read the specials chalkboard. Several of your friends’ names are on it.

Tentatively you order a shot named after your barn owl pal. The barkeep calls over a waitress. “Sue, have any more of that owl in stock?” he asks her.

She palms the slight roundness of her belly and nods. “About a stein left.”

The barkeep waits for her to step out of her spandex shorts and hands over the mug. She strums her clit, grinning at you, mug parked right below her snatch and already collecting some strands of nectar.

You take a step backwards, eyes glued to the display. “I-I’m sorry, I don’t think-”

"Shut up hon and enjoy.” When her peak hits, she yanks her fingers out of the way and jams the rim of the mug over her mound, gouts of creamy cum slopping out into the mug!  The thick sound of her pleasure emptying into the big glass stein sends shivers rolling up your spine.  It’s like a lewd milkshake…

When she finishes, panting, she hands you the mug and licks her fingers clean. Barkeep taps the bar. “200 bucks."

You stare at the mug. "I don’t have that much on me."

The waitress grins and coos, crowding close to you. "Was hoping you’d say that. I’m empty now after all.”

Another waitress slides up behind and pins your arms. The one who ‘served’ you plucks your phone from your pocket and waves it at you. “Unlock it."

Too scared and disoriented to question this, you do…*then* ask why. "You’re going to leave a glowing review on Yelp for us.”

The barkeep grins. “The 'churn’ here is a bit harder on our bottom line than most places. We’re having to adjust our strategies.”

Your waitress dips her entire hand in her pussy, pulling it out webbed with her lust. She smears the mess over your face, panting.

“Time for you to take your place on the menu hon. Mmmmn, you’re gonna make so many people happy… Me most of all,” she giggles. Hopping back onto a barstool she spreads her thighs, then wedges four fingers from each hand into her glistening cleft, prying it open to show you the vaginal gullet waiting for you. “NNnnnggh, gonna cum so hard tucking you in…then over and over, pumping you out,” she licks her lips, while below, her arousal flows out over the stool, dribbling off its pleather seat in syrupy ropes. “Not to mention the tips.” She nods at the one holding you.  “Okay, can’t wait any longer. Bye bye flat tummy.”

The waitress holding you shoves you down onto your knees, and no one bothers to strip you, though they do take your wallet.

Before steamy, slavering labia squelch down over your eyes you see the barkeep glance at your driver’s license and chalk your name on the board…


The Watering Hole

*****

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“What can I say about The Watering Hole that others haven’t already? I love the warm atmosphere, the staff are all well-rounded professionals, and the specials are always rotating so no visit is the same! Great for groups! Bring your family and friends! Be sure to ask the bartender Vince what’s on tap. He loves to tap his personal kegs for patrons.”

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