I was working at a bowling alley as a bartender to make ends meet Sometimes, it was slow. But, league nights were always busy and brought me a lot of cash. It was also fun to be around all of the testosterone, and I enjoyed bantering back and forth with the men. It was silly how easy it was to get tips from them. Low-cut shirts, tight shorts, anything that let them enjoy an extra glimpse at my body. Most of them were old enough to be my dad or grandpa, but that certainly didn't stop them from flirting. Most of the time, the flirting was innocent enough. But, sometimes it went a little past flirting and men would make it clear in very explicit ways the things they wanted to do me.
There were two men in particular who liked to push my boundaries just to see what I would do. They happened to be a father and son, one in their mid-50s and the other in his 70s. They loved being rude and crude, and the father especially loved to give me lingering hugs where he would rub himself against me suggestively until I made him get off me. More than once, I could feel his semi-hard cock through his pants as he rubbed on me. The son would say some of the dirtiest things I have ever heard. Once he was good and drunk, he'd come up and whisper to me how he wanted to bend me over and split open my pussy with his hard old cock. Or, how he would make me cum all over his dick to the point I would be begging him to stop.
They weren't very attractive. Both were overweight with thick bellies and were clearly very hairy. They wore glasses and had thick lips too big for their face. The old man was graying and balding, and his son wore a toupee to cover his premature baldness. Even still, their actions made my pussy so wet that I would sometimes have to go play with myself in the bathroom after an encounter with them. I'd always been attracted to older men and had started exploring my desires in college. Even though I shouldn't be attracted to them, I couldn't help how they made me feel. And, they made me feel like I wanted to be the biggest slut in the world for them.
The last night of league, the alcohol was flowing and I had even been taking shots behind the bar. The drunker the dad and son got, the more flirty they got-even trying to grope me while I served them drinks. I laughed it off, but was secretly creaming all over myself. They didn't know this yet, but the drunker that I got the sluttier that I got too. At one point, I got cornered by the old man as I came out of the restroom. He asked for one of his infamous "hugs", and I obliged. Instead of pushing him away though, I let him sit there and rock back and forth against me. His cock growing harder by the minute. He started groaning, and reaching for my tits when someone walked around the corner. I hurried away, leaving the old man standing there with a bulge in his pants. As I stood at the bar, I saw him walk over to his son and whisper about what had just happened. Looking up to see them both staring at me and smiling.
The alley started to empty, and I busied myself cleaning the bar. The dad and son sat at the end of the bar, drinking and continuing to flirt. Soon, the alley was empty except for the three of us. I told them it was getting close to closing time, and I could serve them one more drink. They told me to pour us three shots of tequila, and asked me to come around the bar and take it with them. I stood in front of them and gave them a cheers before knocking back the tequila, feeling it warm running down my stomach. As I started to walk away, the son pulled me into him. His legs spread open on the chair, my body tucked in close. I started to pull away, but he tugged me in deeper. Leaning into my ear and telling me he heard what I'd done for his dad. And now he wanted some attention to.
I looked over to see the old man rubbing the bulge in his pants-clearly turned on by the sight in front of him. I felt his son stand against me and start rubbing like his dad had. The sight of the two old men so turned on by me sent my pussy into overdrive, and I happily obliged to the son's grinding on my body. This time, there was no one to interrupt us, and I soon had his hands groping all over my body. I groaned as he gripped my tits, my nipples rock hard and aching for stimulation. "Sounds like she likes it, Dad. Just like you said she did." His dad groaned in response, and I decided there was no need to fight my desires.
I lifted up my shirt for the son and put his hands on my bare tits. Reaching my hand down to rub on his cock. He leaned down and grabbed my face, pulling my lips to his and shoving his tongue into my mouth. His dad, watching, groaned at the sight of what I was doing to his son...unable to believe the sight that was finally before his eyes. I reached over and grabbed onto the dad's hard bulge and started rubbing them both simultaneously-even leaning in to kiss the dad from time to time. We stood there for quite awhile, just rubbing, groping, and sucking on each other's faces.
Soon, the old man pulled me over to him and took my tits into his mouth. I stood there, letting him suck on my nipples while his finger rubbed outside of my tight shorts. His son came behind me and started unbuttoning and unzipping my shorts, pulling them down to reveal that I'd forgotten to put on panties. At this point, I was in the middle of the bar completely naked with two older men rubbing and sucking on my naked body. I thought about the cameras recording what was happening, and the fact that my pervy old boss was doing to watch everything tomorrow-probably while he stroked his own dick to the sight. I completely lost it and gave into my desires.
