This story is all for entertainment no harm meant to anyone. No resemblance to anyone living or dead.
For dress and other details about the girls, please read part 1 of this story.
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Before leaving the car I had Aishwarya leave her jacket in the car and the effect was spectacular. The lovely, full breasts pressed together by the tight low-cut top, her bare chest, soft round shoulders, and the luscious lips, asking to be sucked. Her long legs totally bare almost up to her pussy in the tight, hip-hugging one-piece dress looked too charming to be from this world. She was not a girl but a mirage for any hot-blooded male. I wrapped my right arm around her slim waist and pressed her close against me as we stepped towards the joint, the feel of her soft tits on my sides was exhilarating. Sush came on to my left side and threaded her arm through mine pressing my biceps it close against her soft breast.
With the two beauties in my hold I walked into the bar. Instead of going to a private cabin I just sat on a barstool and held Aish in front of me, her bare back pressed on my chest and her ass rubbing on my tool, which was already semi-hard. Putting my right hand on her soft, bare thigh caressing and rubbing softly while my left hand moved to her neck and brushed her soft silky raven hair away from her soft cheek.
My first order was for Sushmita. "Sush, go get a drink for me. Vodka martini." She said, "Yes, sir" obediently but lingered on expectantly, presumably for me to give her money to buy drinks. Instead I said, "No money."
"But sir..."
"You have a great body, a beautiful face, and the manner of a super-model. Use yourself to pay for the drink."
"Sir?..." She was puzzled and nervous, not really wanting to hear what it meant.
"Offer to show the bartender your tits in return for the drink." She swallowed visibly. She, a hot model, queen of the ramp, prospective Miss India, flash a bartender? God!
With one severe glance I dismissed her and she had no choice but to turn away and approach the bartender. He was a young lad of about 20 or so who was already ogling the girls, most likely stripping and fucking them in his mind. When Sushmita approached him his eyes were transfixed between her tits in that low-cut halter dress. From our position we could not hear what they were saying but we could watch the drama clearly. Sush was making her proposal in a meek, nervous manner to the young bartender and from her expression she was feeling like a whore doing it. The bartender seemed incredulous at first, he even looked in all directions for the hidden camera. But Sush's insistence made a believer of him and he decided to test it out. He made the drink and set it before Sushmita, not really believing she'd fulfill her side of the bargain. When Sush actually unhooked the dress behind her neck and lowered the straps to expose two gorgeous, perky tits to his candid gaze, he stared like mad. He licked his lips as he careesed her jutting out nipples with his eyes. She let him look all he wanted. Still he moaned in despair as Sush hooked her dress back and picked up the drink.
Aish was pressing her head back in the nook of my neck, her bare back feeling so soft on my chest as my fingers played on her inner thigh, almost touching her pussy. Sush came and put the drink before me. She seemed ashamed of her recent slutty deed but also proud of her accomplishment. I put my hand on her ass and slipped it lower between her legs pushing her from behind towards me, my fingers touching her hot, soft sex. Pressing my lips on her soft lips I pushed my tongue into her mouth and kissed her soft sweet mouth hard. From the arousing touch of my fingers on her soft pussy lips, she moaned into my mouth, while I sucked her sweet mouth, exploring her sweet, delicious depths with my probing tongue. I moved my face back a little, sucking her tongue out of her mouth, my hot, demanding tongue dancing entwined with her sweet tongue in the air between our mouths. And just then my finger entered her tight, little pussy hole, making her jerk a little but not letting go of my tongue.
Finally, I broke the kiss and let Aish put the drink to my lips. Sush understood the gesture of my head and put her hands on the bar counter, bending over slightly and pushing her ass back so I could finger her pussy easily. Aish was now standing between my legs, half-facing me, rubbing her thigh on my hard rod as she helped me sip my drink. The place was crowded but not crowded enough to create any problems.
My drink was finished and I ordered Sush to get more drinks, for me, Aish and Lara. This time she was to show him her pussy in return for the drinks. She seemed very nonplussed but practice makes perfect, she had the earlier experience to guide her.
The bartender was obviously glad to see her return. This time he didn't doubt her proposition. He was practically drooling as he made the drinks quickly. He set them on the counter and looked at Sush expectantly. She stepped back, spread her legs shoulder width and hooked her fingers in the helm of her tight dress that was just barely covering her pussy. You could see the bartender's tongue hang out as he stared at the completely smooth shaven, tight pussy, wet from my recent fingering. He licked his lips, not daring to blink lest the sight of paradise disappear. After giving him a good look at her tight, desirable, hot pussy she smoothed her dress down and started to pick up the tray of drinks. He said something to her in an eager manner, she nodded and walked towards me with the drinks tray.
