I 22[f] am an immigrant barmaid who let an older customer eat me out while his friends watched

I’m a 22 year old Polish girl who became very sexually liberated when I moved to the UK. I’m small, blonde, with a big bum and breasts. I first lived in London for six months before moving to a small village in Scotland to be a barmaid in a hotel there for the summer. I soon realised that I would get lots more tips if I would show more skin, so I began wearing clothes to work which would normally be reserved for a night out – low cut tops, shorter skirts, sometimes strappy dresses at the weekends. I really got the attention of the locals.

There were a group of 5 guys who sat at the bar most nights, four of them were in their 30s or 40s and one of them was an older guy, Eric, who was probably in his late 60s. They loved me a lot and would give me so many tips and compliments! I would sometimes keep the bar open just for them (what Scottish people call a “lock in”) after hours and for the first few weeks things were fantastic. But they started sexualising me more and more as time went on, making much more direct comments about my body and a couple of times propositioning me when they were very drunk. One example is them taking bets on whether I had a shaved or hairy pussy, really loudly so everyone could hear. It didn’t upset me but I started to think they were not as nice as I hoped, despite being funny guys.

All of the guys did this kind of stuff except Eric. I caught him staring at my cleavage sometimes but he was always very sweet. Maybe because he was older he was brought up better or something.

Because I was only summer staff, I was there for just a matter of months. On my last night being a barmaid in the hotel, I was the only staff member on close (the owners were always upstairs in their apartment if needed) and I promised the guys to have a “lock in” and a drink with them to mark the end of my time in the village. Actually, I ended up drinking a little bit during my shift and by the time last orders were called I was quite tipsy. After I locked the doors, the four younger guys showed how horny they were, ramping up the types of comments they were making. I figure they thought it was their last chance with me. Eric told them to calm down but they kept getting more and more dirty in the things they were saying. I decided just to stay behind the bar rather than sit down with them.

One of the younger guys then says to me “please tell me you’re not going to leave without telling us whether you shave your pussy or not”. I blame what happened next on the vodka I’d been drinking. I decided to have fun with them. I said “okay then, yes you can see my pussy… but only one of you”. They went crazy, thinking I could choose any one of them, but I said emphatically “I choose Eric”.

Eric’s face blushed and, being more of a gentleman, I thought he was going to back out, but he didn’t. He said “seriously?” I said “Yes, you can come behind the bar, lift up my dress and do whatever you like to me for five minutes”. One of the other guys protested “what about us?” I said “well, maybe you guys shouldn’t be such dicks all the time and be more like Eric. But you can watch what Eric does over the bar if you like. I know Eric will try to protect my modesty.”

With the four younger guys trying to see over the bar, which was quite hard but not impossible because of the tight angle and the fact I was standing as close as I could to the counter, Eric came behind the bar. He asked me “are you sure about this?” I responded by saying “if you’re sure you want to then I’m sure I want to”. Eric said “oh yes I’m sure”. With me smiling out at the guys, he knelt down behind my bum. I could feel him lift up my dress and then start to gently squeeze my ass. He was breathing really heavily, the poor old guy. He then got the confidence to pull my thong down to my ankles. I bent over a little and he tried his best to lick my pussy from behind. In reality, his nose and tongue seemed to go into my asshole first and I winced. Deciding the angle wasn’t great he slowly spun me around to face him.

I looked down and this older man looked up at me and smiled the biggest smile. I smiled back. At that moment, I couldn’t really believe I was doing this but it was really making my pussy wet to know the four younger guys really wanted me but weren’t going to have me. Eric was instead. He placed a finger on my clit and started rubbing, before slipping it in and out of my vagina. He then moved his face forward and started eating me out. It felt really good. In the middle of the ecstasy, I started to feel gentle pushing on my back. It was the guys at the bar trying to get me to move further away from the counter so they could get a better look. I eventually moved forward, knowing that they still wouldn’t see much but they could definitely hear Eric lapping at my soaking vagina while he occasionally fingered me. Eric shuffled back too.

The five minutes were almost up when lovely old Eric decided to betray me just a little bit. He had been, as I predicted, keeping my dress down and protecting my modesty, other than where his face was. But he suddenly reached around my waist and lifted my dress up at the back and held it there. The four younger guys let out initial gasping noises but stayed quiet other than that. He was letting them see my big bum in all its glory. I spread my legs further apart on the floor and bent forward slightly to make sure it looked as tight as possible. I let them have their fun for 30 seconds before calling the whole thing to a close. It was the least I could do after teasing them. Eric got up and I kissed him on the mouth. I turned to the other guys, dropped and sorted my skirt, and said “okay, drink up guys. Closing time.”

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