[NSFW | female writer] Barmaid

“A beer coming right up sir!” It was close to closing time and she is happy to finish up. It was a new bar in town and it paid really well. The only thing was… The girls had to dress up in costumes. She is the Victorian maid.

She loved it.

The outfit felt luxurious against her skin. The beautiful black dress and white apron ended at the top of her thighs. When she bends down later with their drinks, she knows anyone (and she do mean everyone) behind her will take a good, long look at her round ass in pink panties with little bows.

She is wet at that thought already.

She came back with their drinks. She bent low so that her boobs brushed against the customer’s face – oh so innocently. Her customers eyes dropped down to her creamy white boobs. Her manager tailored the top of her dress so it opened just above her pink nipples. So every time she leaned forward, her large boobs threatened to leap of their black cages. She smiled innocently and brushed her gold locks back, showing off her round perky nipples. This trick always worked. She enjoyed their adoration and the hefty tips that came with.

This time it was a little different. She felt a hot snake slither up her legs to caress her sensitive thighs and thumb her panties. She gasped and whipped her head around to look for support, but the bar was mostly empty! Her coworkers have all finished for the day. 

“No, sir… Please…” She pleaded with them softly, suddenly aware of the chilled air on her exposed skin. Unfortunately, the men disagreed. “If you don’t want this, why do you dress up so sluttily? I don’t see the other girls doing that.” the man on her left smirked. The other two chorused in agreement.

In on swift move, the other men grabbed and pinned her to the table. She cried out for help until one man stuffed tissue into her mouth. Her boobs and face are pressed uncomfortably on the cold table and her pink panties is now out for everyone to see. The thought of that only made her blush and, mortifyingly, dribble juices down her thighs.

She can hear the three men pant behind her like dogs. Hands undid the bows, freeing her ass of the pink scrap of material that hid nothing anyway. Hands squeezed and cupped her asscheeks. Hands pulled the top of her dress down, finally freeing her boobs. Hands teased her pink nipples mercilessly – every twist and pinch only making her juices flow more. She moaned in heat, her bruised nipples painfully erect against the cold marble.

“She looks good” the men murmured before plunging their fingers into her. No! She wanted to cry out. Their calloused fingers were rough and hot – burning her insides. She wanted to cry in embarrassment as the men pleasured every single part of her. 

“My… you are wet” tongues lapped at her clitoris and her ass. They bit her soft white flesh while she writhed in torture on the marble table top, helplessly pleasured by their touch. She felt the tip and the way they pieced her open, like a hot iron rod in her body. 

She burned as the men showered her with cum all over her body. 

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ez850x/nsfw_female_writer_barmaid