[F] At work my inner slut comes out to play

I currently work three part-time jobs, one of them being at a strip club. As of recently, my inner slut seems to have awoken once more and wanted to have some fun, and as I currently write this, I’m standing behind the bar at the strip club. Anyway, this all started on Wednesday, as I fought with thoughts of fantasies all afternoon. It was a losing battle that ended up with me soaking through two thongs that by the time I got to the strip club for my bartending shift, I just said fuck it.

Scrapping the outfit I planned to wear, I instead went commando, with my training plug still inserted. Yes, I’m training myself to do anal and leave the house with my plug in on a daily basis. Anyway, back to my inner slut awakening, standing in the change room with all the dancers, I looked through my locker and found a black mini skirt I had left behind from one of our school girl theme nights and a pack of black X pasties to cover my tits, which would inevitably be my outfit for the night as I served drinks. Only I didn’t just serve drinks; as the hours passed, I allowed a few of the regulars to motorboat me, which management was lenient enough to allow since it was just their faces touching me. I then snuck back into the VIP area on my break with one of the dancers. We had some naughty fun, eating each other out, and I got a very up close and personal sensual private dance of my own, and then throughout the night, I flirted with the other bartender. At some point, we were making out with lots of tongue and playing with each other’s boobs, tweaking each other’s tits as patrons threw a few extra dollars our way which was pretty much how I ended my slutty festivities that night.

Now again, as I write this, I’m at the strip club. Tonight’s a pay-to-enter theme night, the theme being the end of summer, so all of us girls are standing around in very skimpy bikinis. In my case, I’m standing here in a lime green microkini that is more strings than fabric. There are two small patches barely covering my erect tits and a little patch covering my lower lips, but my landing strip is on full display. Although I can’t compete with some of the dancers outfits, but still I’m feeling really sexy, and I’m really tempted to get on the pole, even though that hasn’t gone so well in the past. Now It’s already been a couple hours since I’ve gotten here, and I’ve already had a couple guys do body shots of me; the classic format, involving a shot glass held between my mask covered lips, one resting on my belly button, and one in the centre of the Y my thighs make, and my god I’m dripping wet because of it.

I’m surrounded by hot nerdy singles of both genders, mature dilf’s & milfs, allegedly non-cheating husbands, and secret lesbian wives. My kitty is purring like a vibrator, but the hottest thing has been watching all the dancers move their hips and take their bikinis off, before showing off their supermodel-like bodies. I’m blushing just typing this, but I think I’m gonna have some fun as the night dies down and see how some of the dancer’s microkinis look on the floor of the VIP room. However, to keep me busy until then, Athena and me, the other bartender. Yes, before you ask all the bartenders, use fake names to make things more exotic, and we just happen to chose the names of Greek goddesses. We’ll probably end up giving a show of our own on the bar, with one of us straddling the other, or maybe serve a few drinks topless ourselves, but even up to this point, we’ve been kissing each other every chance we get, and she made sure to tell me that she’s all in to do whatever we can think of to pull in some more tips, so naked whipped cream muff dives on the bar are more than likely inevitably going to happen.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pqdbsn/f_at_work_my_inner_slut_comes_out_to_play

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