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Betty, Wendy & The Bartender, Part I

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I hadn't seen Betty in almost two years, and she dropped by the house for an unexpected visit. We decided to go get a drink, and went to the neighborhood bar. I picked the joint because they have the cutest bartender I've ever seen. And she didn't disappoint me on this visit. The bartender is blond, 5'6", and she was wearing a form fitting white sleeveless crop-top that exposed her firm midriff and pierced belly button. Underneath her top you could clearly see a black bra, which was struggling to confine her protruding breasts. She was also wearing a green flip mini-skirt and platform high heels which showed off her firm legs and taut butt. As luck would have it, Wendy from my office was there by herself, and she joined us for a drink. Wendy is a brunette, in her early 20's, and has an incredible body as she's an exercise freak. While we were drinking, Betty started teasing me about my fondness for masturbation, whereupon I reminded her about her own proclivities for self-love. I was worried that this would turn off the bartender and Wendy, but it had the opposite effect. The booze must have loosened them up, because both girls relayed their passion for masturbation, especially watching others do it, and they asked whether we could go to my place for a jack- and jill-off.I was ready to bust a nut right then and there, and jumped at the chance. This was a long-time fantasy of mine -- to masturbate in front of beautiful and sexy girls who would be doing the same with me. As soon as we got to my house, Betty started orchestrating the scene. First, she had me strip naked, and my dick was hard as a rock. I was already leaking copius amounts of pre-cum, and almost shot my wad right then and there. The bartender and Wendy both stripped off their tops, exposing their firm, bra-encased breasts, and they started caressing each other. Then Betty sat back in a chair, pulled up her dress, and spread her legs wide. She wasn't wearing any underwear, and her pussy was drenched with excitement. Betty called me over to pleasure her, and I willingly obliged. I began by running my hands up and down her legs, and Betty began moaning with pleasure. Her cunt was dripping with excitement. Betty spread her legs wide, exposing her flaming lips, and she dipped two fingers into her pussy. She then pulled off her top and told me to pinch her huge nipples while she continued fingering herself. Meanwhile, Wendy and the bartender came over to get in on the action. The bartender started rubbing and squeezing my balls from behind, and stroking my dick. I thought I was going to explode right then, but luckily she employed the squeeze technique and my ejaculation subsided a bit.This was the most sexually charged situation I had ever been in. Betty started moaning and said she was about to cum. Wendy and the bartender started egging her on, saying things like "that's it, pump your sweet pussy for us. Do it, Betty, let us see you cum!" Betty stuffed two fingers deep inside her twat, and rubbed her clit furiously with the other hand. Meanwhile, the bartender got out some lube and smeared some all over my raging hardon. Then she applied some to her index finger and stuck it up my ass, while continuing to stroke my cock. Wendy joined in and started squeezing my balls while she fingered herself and pulled on her erect nipples. I couldn't take it anymore and announced that I was gonna blow. Betty started screaming as she reached her orgasm, shaking all over as I squirted my load all over her tits and stomach. Wendy and the bartender started cumming at the same time, and then we all collapsed in a sweaty heap. After we recovered, we all vowed to get together again soon, which will be the subject of another story.

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