0 comments/ 96150 views/ 3 favorites Bartender By: sarahk Here is a little story about a nice little fling that I had a while back.... I was sitting in my favorite bar having a cocktail....I love Spanish coffees and the bartender at this bar makes the best; it doesn't hurt that this guy is extremely cute. I had been flirting with him for a few months at this point. I had just gotten off of work and I was relaxing a bit before going home. My husband was working for the next few days in another city so I had no reason to rush home. I was in a randy mood and well...to make it brief, lets just say that the flirting escalated to a much higher level. After a couple of Spanish coffees it was time for the day shift at the bar to be over and he joined me for a third cocktail. We then went to dinner and from there, back to his place!! I was incredibly excited as I had never done this before as a married women. Sure I had had an encounter with the officer and the ski patrolman but I had never gone home with another man! And without my husband even knowing!! I was positively wet from the thought of how bad I was being....and of course from the thought of having sex with this sexy bartender...he had roughly the same build as my husband but he was about ten years older...I've always had a thing for older men.... We got to his place and he fixed us a drink and put on some music. About half way through drinking our drinks our small talk grew silent and we kissed! I felt his hands on my shoulders pulling me against him. I couldn't wait to get naked with him and have his cock in my mouth and cunt! But the whole process is delicious...the build up of flirting and kissing...yum! His hands moved to my shirt and popped a few buttons, gaining access to my breasts. He pinched, pulled and caressed my breasts with an experienced hand. I love being with a lover who really knows what he's doing. I was positively melting in his arms and being such a bad girl doing it. For a brief instant was a little worried about what my husband would think but that thought was quickly wiped away as my shirt was completely removed and I was laid down on the couch as we kissed. Feeling his hard cock through his pants pressing into my pelvis removed all reservations I could have had. Within a few minutes we were both naked and in his bed in the next room. I was so worked up I came as soon as he penetrated me! I had hadn't come that fast since I was dating my husband! We had sex virtually all night long and I have no idea how many times I came. I do know that he came 4 times though! And each time inside me! I love the feel of my body being used for an orgasm and the though of our sex fluids mixing...to have a sex cocktail inside me!... Sometime during the course of the evening I mentioned (we talked quite a bit between orgasms) that my husband would be away for another two nights...I think he liked hearing that:) Needless to say, after work the following day I met up with him again and basically had a repeat performance the following TWO nights. I was one well fucked women when I greeted my husband when he came home. I was very anxious to tell him about it so I dragged him to the bedroom and told him I needed his cock in me while I told him a little story. I think he must have read my body language because he knew something was up and demanded that I tell him the story while he ate me out! What a perv!:) I love how perverted he is.. We are a good team. So I told him all about it. About half way through though he couldn't wait and started fucking me. Its such a turn on to tell him about fucking someone else while being fucked by my husband! I had to pause in my story to have a very hard orgasm... I ask my husband if he would mind if I had sex the bartender occasionally as I really enjoyed having sex with him. He said that it would be ok with him as long as I told him all about it and could have sex with me not too long after word at least most of the time. This was quite a turning point as we had never really had this kind of agreement before. My past occasions were a much different dynamic than this. ~Sarah Love Comments! Bartender "Sorry, I'm closing up," I said to the rap on the door. "Please, I think I left my purse in the ladies' room," she begged. I peered through the glass, and saw she was alone. There had been robberies at bars in the area, and I didn't want to be next. "Okay, come on in," wary of someone charging the door, and she slid in. I recognized her immediately. She had left only 1/2 hour ago with her friend, a man about her age. She had been friendly while Jack, the friend, seemed annoyed at her out-going personality. Her name, she said, was Gail. She had jet-black hair, in a pageboy, a round face, pert nose, and soft, tempting lips. She had plenty of curves, fairly large breasts, and stood about 5'8. "I'm sorry to bother you, Harry! I said I'd stop by again, but didn't mean this soon!" She had an infectous laugh, a throaty purr to it, and I had liked her at once, but in the bar business, many women flirt, hoping for free drinks. And with her being 20 years older, and on a date, I had been courteous, deferring to her boyfriend. Gail made a point of saying Jack was just a friend from work, which annoyed Jack even more. I smiled back, "That was quick. Where's Jack? In the car?" "No, I have my own car, we were chatting in his car, and when he left, I realized I had left my purse. "I haven't cleaned in there yet, I hope no one walked out with it. Go check." I was pretty-much done, and was about to have a beer before I went home, all the lights were out, except dim lights that we left on to discourage burglars. She came back out with her red purse held like a prize. "Ta-Da!" she beamed. "I'd never look respectable tomorrow without my magic bag of tricks. Like grease paint for a clown!" I smiled at her, seeing that she wore quite a bit of make-up, from eye-liner, to eyeshadow, lip gloss, the works, but it probably hid years on her, because she looked pretty good for her age, which I figured for 45. "I'm having a nightcap, if you'd care to join me before you go." "I thought you'd never ask!" that contageous smile again. We stood at the back end of the bar, quietly chatting. There's a certain silence in a closed empty bar, almost church-like, and we spoke in whispers. "I have to admit something," she said. "What's that?" "I left the purse there on purpose, hoping Jack would leave sooner, so I could stop back to see you." "Why?" "I don't know, I don't usually hit on guys, but Jack was rude to you, and I could see you bite your lip. I thought maybe I owed you an apology for his being such an ass." "To tell you the truth, I couldn't see what you were doing with him. You have very different personalities." She smiled, weakly. "I know, we dated once and now he's hooked on me, I guess." "I can see why, you're way more fun than him. And you don't owe me anything, I deal with jerks all the time in here." Her hand touched my arm, and her eyes softened. "Do you have an older brother who happens to be single?" she smiled. "Nope, an only son," I grinned. "Ahhh, my loss again! Too bad I'm not rich and famous, maybe I could tempt you, then" Sipping my beer, "You're tempting me now!" She turned, facing my side, and wrapped her hands around my arm and tugged closer, her breasts wrapping around the arm. "Really? How tempted?" My face flushed and I felt my manhood stirring. "Gail, you seem real nice, but I have to tell you, I'm in a relationship, even though its not gonna last, I don't want you to think I was just using you. "Are you married? Engaged? Gay?!?!" "No, to all!" "Then, we are just friends, and friends can make friends feel...special. I'd like to be your friend." I looked at her, felt her heat against me. "I'd like that, too." She kissed me, very softly, tentatively. "Hello, friend." Her mouth was warm and soft and her tongue darted out, licking across my lips, as her hands began to roam, searching, then finding my cock, hard in my jeans. This was a woman on fire, my favorite kind. She needed it and so did I. Her lips trapped my tongue and sucked it like a cock, her body in motion, touching, moving, pressing me back into the shadows. "I want to show you how good a friend I can be, Honey." I let my hands explore her tits, sliding her top over her head, dropping it on the bar and unhooking her bra. Her nipples were erect, and when I felt them, she cried out, "Ouch, ow, they're very sensitive, they....ooooohmmm" I released her breast, and she said "I'm very sore, and I really can't... but I'd like to satisfy you." I felt bad. "No need.." "No, I reaaly want to, suck you." With that, she slid to her knees, expertly opening my fly, fishing inside and undrawing me, in the darkness. I couldn't see her but when those lips encircled my head, I sure felt her. She swirled her tongue and I grew in her mouth as she moaned, and I let my fingers run through her black hair. Her hand cupped my scrotum and gently squeezed and I thrust into her mouth with that urging. Her mouth was so wet, and she forced herself faster, taking all of my 6 inches, until she almost gagged, then she backed off, spit into her hand, and jerked me until she caught her breath, then began sucking again. I was groaning, enjoying my best tip of the night, wondering how I got so lucky. My pace quickened, thrusting into her mouth, knowing I wouldn't last much longer. I was fucking her face. If she liked to gag, I'd let her. I felt my balls tighten and with one final thrust, I released a spray of cum, deep into her throat! She coughed, gagged, swallowed, held on to my hips, and managed to take most of it down. The rest sprayed out, down her chin, onto her tits. When she stood, she was quite a mess, her eyes streaked from tears at the gagging, her hair messed. She grabbed a bar towel, wiped her face to dry it a bit. She grabbed my beer and drank greedily, washing down the cum and she smiled. "I really needed that..., I can't tell you why, but if you are interested in pursuing this...friendship, I'd really like to see you again." "I'd like that," I said, using the bar rag to wipe myself and zippering up, while she dressed as well. "I really have to run, now, Thanks, Honey," kissing me on the cheek, grabbing her things. I let her out, watching as she climbed into the back of a Cadillac I hadn't noticed. The engine started immediately, and whoever had been waiting for her drove away. I wondered if I'd ever see her again, and who was waiting in that car. Strange business, bar-tending. Bartender! Let me tell you about my good friend Rick, a bartender by trade, who once upon a time worked a very special gig for me and my lovely lady, Lucille. You see, I wanted to do something different - and exciting - for the love of my life, for her birthday. Something that would REALLY surprise her. And I pulled it off - in spades! Rick agreed to bartend the big birthday party we had planned for Lucy on the upcoming Saturday, with an extra stipulation; a 'surprise' party - and a very private one at that - was planned for the Friday evening before. And Rick would be our only guest. As far as my lovely wife Lucille knew, he was only coming over to stock the bar and help plan the next night's festivities, to be held on our private back patio adjacent to the pool. But Rick and I had another covert plan worked out in advance, which he gleefully agreed to. I knew Lucy liked Rick. When we made love and occasionally discussed fantasies, as all couples do from time to time, I noticed she would always seem to get particularly hot when I'd talk about him. He was in good shape - we worked out together - but not full of himself like so many other dudes similarly equipped. I guess that's why he made such a great bartender. His sense of humor seemed to parallel ours, and we always had a good time when we hung together. But more than that, I trusted him like I could trust none of my other friends. I knew he was clean, discreet, and, well ... SAFE. And, because of their mutual attraction, I knew that if anyone could pull THIS gig off with Lucille, it was Rick. Friday turned out to be a beautiful evening by the poolside. Rick stopped in after his day shift just as planned, and the three of us relieved ourselves of the heat by cracking a cold one and going for a dip in the pool. Aside from the anticipatory semi-hard-ons both of us were sporting, us two guys were cool as cucumbers. I caught Lucy glancing at the healthier-than-normal bulge in Rick's skimpy suit a couple of times, and wondered if she had any idea of what we were up to. Judging by her nonchalant demeanor, I figured, not bloody likely! Had I approached her about my crazy idea in advance, she would surely have worried and stewed over the whole thing and probably ended up bailing at the last minute. This way was better, I thought. We emerged from the pool, dried ourselves off, and congregated at the poolside bar to finish our first beers. After some small talk about the sequence of activities for the following evening, I gave the signal to Rick, and moved behind the bar as if to pop us another cold one. But instead, I reached over with both arms and draped them over my lovely lady's shoulders, burying my head in the nape of her neck. She giggled nervously a bit, that I would be so brash in front of our company ... then I grabbed her arms at the elbows and pinned her with her back to the bar, as Rick moved menacingly from her side into position directly in front of her. "Rick, I think Lucille has something she wants to show you..." I said, as she turned her head toward me, offering an inquisitive smirk. "Like, what might that be?" she muttered, with an ever-so-slight quiver to her voice. "Lucy wants you to see her tits, Rick. Go ahead, take her top off. Take my word for it - they really do have to be seen to be appreciated." Rick, all wide-eyed, began to part the clasp at the front while I started nuzzling her from behind, still holding her firmly. Lucy was virtually immobilized, and prone to our nefarious intentions. "Excuse me! What are you guys doing ...!!!" She asked - even more jittery now - looking at me, then back at Rick. Before she could protest any further, Rick had her breasts exposed, and stood back, admiring them, while rubbing himself suggestively through his silky suit. I followed her eyes down and knew exactly what she was looking at, and at that moment, just knew everything was going to work out just fine. I grasped her arms more forcefully now, and growled in her ear, exposing my teeth, then sucking at her neck, hungry for her flesh. Rick advanced toward us, and was now standing right up against Lucy, just barely touching her, sandwiching her between us. Lucy squirmed just a bit, but then started to moan softly, closing her eyes - and leaned her head back into me, as she felt the touch of another man for the first time in years. Rick was gentle but insistent in his determination, and tenderly massaged her freshly bared breasts for a few moments that seemed to linger as though lost in time. Everything around us was totally silent, other than our heavy breathing, and Lucy's moans of mock protest. I whispered in her ear, "Resistance is futile ... happy birthday baby!" and felt her sweet innocence surrender to the will of her two 'captors'. Rick moved now even closer to her, rubbing her crotch with his now quite erect bulge through their suits, as we both kissed her neck and shoulders softly; he from the front and me from behind. I then moved around to the front of the bar and we began our co-seduction of this beautiful lady in earnest. As Lucy stood between us in momentary stunned silence, Rick and I started by telling each other how good it would be to take turns going down on her, as we groped her unabashedly; our four strong hands touching and squeezing every nook and cranny of her body they could reach. We told her how good her mouth would feel wrapped around both of our throbbing cocks, and how we would take turns fucking her brains out in every position imaginable, right there on the pool deck. With each naughty whisper, she became hotter and hotter, until we no longer had to restrain her ... but we did anyway. "Tell Rick how much you love to suck cock, baby" I commanded, my head buried in the nape of her neck and his tongue buried in her mouth. "Oh fuck ... yes ... I love to suck cock ... Mmmm ..." "Rick's got a nice big cock for you to suck ... how would you like that? TWO big cocks for lovely Lucille ..." "Oh, you fuckers ... " Lucy moaned, before being muffled once again by my mouth, then Rick's invading hers. We finished removing Lucy's suit bottoms, then - in no uncertain terms - sat her on the bench by the bar, so that she was eye-level with our crotches. I knelt down beside her and commanded her to remove Rick's suit, as I massaged her breasts. She was less than two inches from the ominous lump in his speedo, close enough to smell him. "Go on Babe, see what a nice surprise he's got for you in there." Lucy stared for a moment at the large bulge confronting her, then turned inquisitively to me. "You really want me to take off his bathing suit ...?" "How else are you gonna suck his cock, baby?" I asked, quite matter-of-factly, smiling wryly at her, then forcibly turning her head back toward the order of business. That was all the encouragement she needed from me, and in one swift move, his suit slipped to the ground. His cock sprung back up, hard as could be, as he reached for her head, grabbing a handful of her chestnut brown hair. "Go ahead, Rick, fuck her mouth. Shove your cock down her throat. She loves the taste of cock." She opened her mouth and engulfed him, swallowing him down almost all the way, before gulping and retreating slowly back up his shaft. I then slipped out of my suit, and kissed and massaged my beautiful lady's breasts as she dangled from Rick's prick immediately above. I gradually worked my way down, my tongue finding a very wet and warm pussy, so delicious I swear I could have stayed there the rest of the night. "Oh yea, man, I see what you mean. What a glorious cock sucker. MMMmmm...." Rick commented, as Lucy worked her mouth-magic on him. I glanced up as I was licking her honey-sweet cunt, and watched with wonder as her throat swelled, then retracted, with each of Rick's lunges. It looked so different from this angle, as she sucked, slurped, and swallowed him gleefully. A sight I was accustomed to viewing from above - but how beautiful a sight from ANY angle. Lucy now had one hand on Rick's balls, gently tugging at them, and the other on my head, directing us both in her little symphony of lust. After a few feverish moments, she broke stride just long enough to say that she wanted both our cocks in her mouth; so I stood up astride them and offered mine up beside Rick's. We took turns grabbing her by the hair, holding her arms and head, fucking her mouth, then releasing her for the other to take his turn. She looked up at me while she sucked him, then at him as she sucked me. Unable to contain all of her saliva and our pre-cum in her mouth, she let it drool down the side of her cheeks, and onto her breasts below. "Fuck, you boys taste good," she said, switching back and forth between our cocks, then rubbing them together and trying to fit them both into her mouth at once. The harder we fucked her mouth, the harder she sucked, until I thought we were going to pull the hair right out of her head. It seemed my girl was really buying into our plan. Rick and I traded comments on how much she was going to need a good fuck. "Get her up here," I said, and we lifted her, each taking an arm as she stood, and holding it back against the bar. She looked so sexy, all rough-and-tumble, hair messed up, face all sticky and dripping with saliva and pre-cum, and smelling of cock. Rick and I were like sharks at the scent of blood, our cocks raging upward like dorsal fins bearing down on their prey. We were all over her - and took turns kissing her passionately and probing her with our tongues and fingers while the other held her immobilized. I delighted in scooping the saliva from her breasts where it had generously accumulated from her vigorous cock-sucking and used it to lubricate her. I swear her pussy was hot enough to melt a wax candle! We released her hands and I commanded her to touch herself before we fucked the daylights out of her. She smiled at me and complied with my request. I buried my tongue back in her mouth, which she started sucking seductively. When I next opened my eyes, I saw that Rick was enjoying a taste of her pussy, licking off her fingers each time she withdrew them. "I think she's good and ready to be fucked, Mike," Rick informed me. "Come with me and hold her down for me, my friend." I said, pulling her down onto the large lounge chair pad, surreptitiously placed on the pool deck as our devious plan took shape earlier in the evening. Rick held down her wrists as I prepared to mount her. I could not resist one more taste of that sweet pussy, and thrust my tongue deep inside her as she necked with my accomplice. My tongue was soon replaced by my cock, and I started to grind into her slow, while sucking on her breasts and neck. She began to moan, and the tone of her voice became more filthy, more naughty, as I continued fucking her, with Rick holding her arms down. "You're gonna' get fucked REAL good tonight baby." Before she could answer, Rick muzzled her by driving his tongue into her mouth, then replaced that with his cock. "That's right, Baby. Suck that cock - get it nice and wet before he fucks you with it." She tilted her head, cradled in his hands, and sucked him seductively as I continued my slow grind into the core of her sex, and watched her fellate our bartender friend from mere inches above. After a while, I pulled my cock out and went down on her once more, to taste her wonderful juices, and to get her good and wet for the next phase. "I think she is ready for your cock now, Rick. Would you like to fuck this pretty little whore?" I asked. "Oh yea ... I'm SO ready for a good hard fuck!" Rick replied enthusiastically, pulling his cock from Lucy's mouth-grip with a popping sound. I then moved off her, taking her wrists from his hands, and whispered in Lucy's ear. I just wanted to make sure that she was OK with going ahead ... we had fantasized about doing this very thing in the past, but I don't think Lucy had ever believed it would actually happen - that it would actually go this far. Now, here she was, pinned down by none other than the man she trusted most, with Rick looming over her preparing to enter her most private place. I needed confirmation from her that she was ready to go 'all the way' with this. I looked her in the eyes and awaited her answer. "GIVE it to me baby! I want BOTH of you!" Music to our ears. Rick plunged his cock inside her in one motion, while I held down her arms against her mock struggling. In contrast to my slow, grinding motion, he started fucking her hard and fast. It was all I could do to hold her down, as he had his way with her. "I think Rick is giving you a pretty good fuck, isn't he, baby!" I said, as I nuzzled and kissed her, moving my hands now to her breasts, to keep them from shaking off. Lucy's voice lurched in a 'yelp' with each of his pounding thrusts, then went silent briefly as he pulled out of her and went down on her. I could tell Rick really liked the taste of Lucy's pussy. "Do you like it when he licks you, babe?" I asked, lightly pinching her nipples. "Oh fuck ... YES ... " I shoved my tongue in her mouth again, still holding her down for Rick to have his way. Then he was on top of her again, pounding away. I knew she was close, so I put my hand down there and started playing with her clit. A couple of minutes of that, with Rick's dick sliding in and out of her, was all it took to bring her to her first thundering orgasm. "Yes ... fuck me ... FUCK ME ... YEEEEEEESSSSSS....." Lucy arched her back up to meet Rick's thrusts, and it was all I could do to hold on for the ride. We gave her a few moments to recuperate before renewing our assault - Rick went right back down on her again while I nuzzled and whispered in her ear. "When you're bad, you're SO good, baby!" I complimented. "Being bad's kinda FUN! Especially with the likes of you two motherfuckers ..." Lucy answered. "You need to get fucked some more, don't you, you little whore?" "Oh yea ... please fuck me some more baby! I'll be your little whore! Just give me more cock and I'll be anything you want me to be." This time I spun her over and took her from behind; I had to practically pry Rick's face off her cunt, he was enjoying himself so much down there. "This little whore needs something to stuff in her mouth, Bartender, can you help us out with that?" "You're fucking right I can!" Rick replied, grabbing Lucy by the hair and guiding her to his throbbing prick. Lucy bent down and opened her throat for him, taking us both inside her spit-roast style right there on the patio. He and I matched each other thrust-for-thrust, alternating between slow and fast. Her cunt was so sopping wet after Rick's furious fucking and feasting session that I could have sworn we both might have fit in there. I then lifted the birthday girl onto my lap, impaled on my cock, and sat back on the bench so that she could control the rhythm. She leaned back against me as I semi-reclined, bracing myself against the arm of the bench. I could access her breasts and pussy with my hands while in this position, and of course, I took advantage of the opportunity to do so, pinching her nipples every so often to keep them nice and firm. Rick stood astride us, offering his erect cock to Lucy's mouth again, which she continued to enjoy, sucking and slurping loudly. I held her arms tight against her body while squeezing her tits, while he held her head in his hands, caressing her face while fucking her throat in and interesting display of contrast. I smiled at Rick. "Sometimes, one cock just isn't enough..." He smiled back in agreement, while Lucy moaned her approval. Rick then pulled his cock from her mouth and began gently kissing his way down her neck and chest. I held Lucy's breasts, one at a time, for him to suck. We continued to tease her like this, talking dirty to her, as her fingers joined mine in a dance at her pussy. She took turns kissing us, sucking our tongues just as she had sucked our cocks before. I was amazed at how wet her mouth was, and we all just tasted of sex. Rick rubbed his cock, dripping pre-cum, against Lucy's clit, then I popped out of her and let him in for a bit of the old 'in-and-out'; and we took turns fucking her like this for a while. That really got her hot again. When Lucy was getting close to cumming a second time, Rick surprisingly began moving his mouth slowly down toward her pussy, where my cock was still buried, planting kisses along the way. I continued to grind deep into her vagina as Rick's tongue found her clitoris, which Lucy and I exposed to his mouth with our slick fingers. I watched him as he continued to nibble and suck at it, perilously close to my thrusting cock. He didn't seem worried about it - his chin would rub against me every so often - so I certainly didn't. "Oh fuck, Mike. He's licking my cunt while you're fucking me!" "Is he, now?" "YES!" "You like that, don't you, Baby." I replied, continuing my thrusting, encouraging our bartender on. "Every pretty little whore likes THAT, don't they baby!" I said, while Rick reached up and squeezed her tits and bared down even harder on my baby's muff with his mouth. I pushed up with my cock against them both, and felt Lucy melt like soft butter between us. "FUCK ...!!" All that stimulation was just too much for dear Lucy; and she climaxed long and loud, with me planting my mouth over hers to muffle her cries of pleasure. I felt her juices run down my cock, soaking the bench seat we were all perched on, with her still holding Rick's head by the hair firmly against her clit. As her shuddering subsided, Lucy pulled Rick back up for a long open-mouth kiss. She was still impaled on my cock, and Rick's dick was right there at the door rubbing against her, wanting for more too. "That was such a good fuck, boys. Now where do you propose we should empty those big beautiful balls of yours?" she asked, giving Rick's a good squeeze, and licking her lips as if to hint at the answer. "Preferably in your mouth of course, and all over that beautiful face of yours, my darling!" I replied at once. "Ask a silly question..." she mused, then knelt between us and set to work. She went back and forth, sucking him, then me, then him again, while stroking us with both hands. She made love to our cocks so exquisitely with her hands and mouth, as we watched those beautiful brown eyes smiling and staring back at us. "Give it to me, Rick. Let me taste your cum. Pump it into my mouth until it overflows. Cover me in your seed, Baby. I want it all over me." Nobody could coax a load from a cock like my lovely cock-whore Lucille, and I could see the hypnotic effect she was having on our Bartender almost right away; his eyes rolling back in his head, then opening wider ... then ... BLAM. She caught the first two spurts in her mouth, and savored that while he emptied the rest of his ample load all over her face and neck. Just as Rick was finishing - and I was beginning to think he never would - I started over the edge. The sight of my lovely lady with all that cum on her face - and all the while begging for more! - was just too much for me. She turned toward me in time to catch my second shot square in the mouth, and left her mouth open to gobble up what she could of the rest of my offering; modest by comparison to Rick's cum tsunami. When our contractions had finally subsided, poor Lucy was drenched - one eye closed, and our cum dripping down from her face and mouth to her breasts. "That was quite an impressive load there, Bartender!" I commented. "You must have been saving that one up for a while!" "No kidding! I could eat for a week!" Lucy chortled, as she scooped up what was left on her face and licked it off her fingers in the most seductive of ways. Bartender! Rick then flashed a wide grin, gave me a 'high five', and jumped in the pool to rinse off. I then knelt down beside Lucy on the towels and lovingly massaged what remained of our combined royal jelly - and there was still quite a bit - onto her breasts and belly, and into her skin as though it were some kind of magic potion. "Happy birthday, Baby!" I said, still glaring in amazement at how totally covered in cum my little birthday-girl whore was. We kissed tenderly for a few moments, then my baby looked me in the eye and smiled. "I think that has to be the naughtiest birthday present anyone's ever laid on me. I really had no idea what you guys were up to. Thanks Mike!" The next night was fun too; as were many of Lucy's birthdays. But I think the one she'll cherish the most was the one where I gave her the most memorable gift of all .... the Bartender!