St. Patrick's Day Special
"No I've given up bar work, not doing it anymore, not even for Paddys Day" I told Tony. He begged me he went from 200-350 for the session "What are you proposing I do, I'm certainly not wearing a silly green top hat and hotpants....like years before." I said beginning to come round to the idea. ...
"Well you can wear an Irish rugby shirt and some heels, we are having a lucky treasure chest all you have to do is pick the winning ticket out of it....how easy is that...." said Tony reassuring me. " O.K. I will do it but just this once and ********" I said.
Arriving at the pub, the stage was lit, or course with green,white and orange spotlights, the Dee jay smiled looking at my huge boobs in my blouse and leather pants. "Tony greeted me with a grope and a cuddle nothing changes there!
"Got your outfit here" said Tony handing me a bag from behind the bar , "What the ...." I exclaimed the outfit was skimpy. " You can change in the ladies loo hope you brought your lap dancers heels" he said grinning. Once inside the cubicle I opened the bag fully it was a cut down rugby shirt which showed so much under boob....and white shiny shorts that were so tight they showed my camel toe off. and long green stockings, I had been duped.
I emerged to Tony whistling... "I think this is more revealing than last years" I said. "Well you do have a great body" Tony said rubbing his crotch. It wasn't long before the place started to fill up I went round with the tickets for the raffle. "What do you win I wouldn't mind a go on those funbags...." said one punter. of course there was the case patting one cheeky bugger even stuck a digit up my ass, the art of selling tickets was to rub up against their loins "Are you the stripper?" to youngsters asked. I told them I was a professional landlady.
The disco was a bit predictable and I kept serving pints of Guiness although the bottom shelf was popular with all the bending over as was reaching up as this made my crop top pop upwards nip slip galore....
Tony appeared with the huge perspex treasure chest. Gosh the tickets would be lost in that... of course the bit he hadn't told me I was going inside it.... "Lock her in!" the crowd chanted. ....and so my fate was sealed crouched over thank goodness it had airholes, more like hand holes the chest was elevated above the stage , soon keen hands began to grip my clothes "That's it the more surface area we have for the tickets to stick the better" shouted Tony. when many hand a have your shorts and top it wasn't long till I was stripped naked
that's when the rubbing started , Sticky runny honey, baby oil was poured into the box then the lads had something to grope ..... "let me out " was my cry it was useless soon it became clear the thin slot at the top was wear the tickets would be distributed the ones that stuck to my breasts and was were the prize winners. the strobe lights flashed and then the chest was lowered and opened.....
Tony had anticipated my annoyance on getting out naked and sticky-oily mess and produced a pair of green furry handcuffs my hands were placed behind my back, in all there was 11 winners and some of the presents were cheap rubbish others more expensive, bottles of Bailey's etc.. I told Tony I was extremely annoyed at the misogynistic way I had been used. By now there was only about seven chaps left. Tony appeared with a box for me.... "Thank you " I said tearing off the wrapper 'comedy lips'???? "No it's a novelty gag all good sluts should wear one....and with that I was wearing it......open wide it's cock sucking time........laughter filled the bar I was on my knees.
The big soft red lips gave me a cartoon appearance, the spring loaded clamp held my mouth open, I could feel the first cock slide right down my throat as my nipples were pulled, then came a second and a third, I was just an orafice to fuck.... "But when the D.J. plunged his cock into my ass that just made me squirt....I" I'm squirting" ...
"Are you alright Aunty Nixxx, you must have been having a nightmare....It was my nephew the empty bottle of Jamesons Irish Whiskey laid at my feet. My satin robe half open, "My goodness must have fell asleep on the sofa." I said yawning He smiled "Lets get you up to bed" he said. Such a thoughtful lad!
"Well you can wear an Irish rugby shirt and some heels, we are having a lucky treasure chest all you have to do is pick the winning ticket out of it....how easy is that...." said Tony reassuring me. " O.K. I will do it but just this once and ********" I said.
Arriving at the pub, the stage was lit, or course with green,white and orange spotlights, the Dee jay smiled looking at my huge boobs in my blouse and leather pants. "Tony greeted me with a grope and a cuddle nothing changes there!
"Got your outfit here" said Tony handing me a bag from behind the bar , "What the ...." I exclaimed the outfit was skimpy. " You can change in the ladies loo hope you brought your lap dancers heels" he said grinning. Once inside the cubicle I opened the bag fully it was a cut down rugby shirt which showed so much under boob....and white shiny shorts that were so tight they showed my camel toe off. and long green stockings, I had been duped.
I emerged to Tony whistling... "I think this is more revealing than last years" I said. "Well you do have a great body" Tony said rubbing his crotch. It wasn't long before the place started to fill up I went round with the tickets for the raffle. "What do you win I wouldn't mind a go on those funbags...." said one punter. of course there was the case patting one cheeky bugger even stuck a digit up my ass, the art of selling tickets was to rub up against their loins "Are you the stripper?" to youngsters asked. I told them I was a professional landlady.
The disco was a bit predictable and I kept serving pints of Guiness although the bottom shelf was popular with all the bending over as was reaching up as this made my crop top pop upwards nip slip galore....
Tony appeared with the huge perspex treasure chest. Gosh the tickets would be lost in that... of course the bit he hadn't told me I was going inside it.... "Lock her in!" the crowd chanted. ....and so my fate was sealed crouched over thank goodness it had airholes, more like hand holes the chest was elevated above the stage , soon keen hands began to grip my clothes "That's it the more surface area we have for the tickets to stick the better" shouted Tony. when many hand a have your shorts and top it wasn't long till I was stripped naked
that's when the rubbing started , Sticky runny honey, baby oil was poured into the box then the lads had something to grope ..... "let me out " was my cry it was useless soon it became clear the thin slot at the top was wear the tickets would be distributed the ones that stuck to my breasts and was were the prize winners. the strobe lights flashed and then the chest was lowered and opened.....
Tony had anticipated my annoyance on getting out naked and sticky-oily mess and produced a pair of green furry handcuffs my hands were placed behind my back, in all there was 11 winners and some of the presents were cheap rubbish others more expensive, bottles of Bailey's etc.. I told Tony I was extremely annoyed at the misogynistic way I had been used. By now there was only about seven chaps left. Tony appeared with a box for me.... "Thank you " I said tearing off the wrapper 'comedy lips'???? "No it's a novelty gag all good sluts should wear one....and with that I was wearing it......open wide it's cock sucking time........laughter filled the bar I was on my knees.
The big soft red lips gave me a cartoon appearance, the spring loaded clamp held my mouth open, I could feel the first cock slide right down my throat as my nipples were pulled, then came a second and a third, I was just an orafice to fuck.... "But when the D.J. plunged his cock into my ass that just made me squirt....I" I'm squirting" ...
"Are you alright Aunty Nixxx, you must have been having a nightmare....It was my nephew the empty bottle of Jamesons Irish Whiskey laid at my feet. My satin robe half open, "My goodness must have fell asleep on the sofa." I said yawning He smiled "Lets get you up to bed" he said. Such a thoughtful lad!
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