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Bottomless Bar: Chapter 8.3
🕑 Added 2018-09-26 22:24:58 +0000 UTC Art by the awesome: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/fuzzies4you The first week of Rey's time working at the Bottomless Bar had gone smoothly. She felt welcomed right away and the other staff members were happy to have her around as she was a godsend for the consistently busier nights in the establishment. She had buddied up right away with Jasmine who was happy to show her the ins and outs of the bar. The weekly schedule came first and then the bar specials were shown off.
Since Rey was a woman she would have to learn the bar's signature drink “On the madam” which was the same as their “On the gentleman” but more difficult. Jasmine took the opportunity to show the vixen when a patron ordered one. She collected her bottles and various mixes and then easily climbed up onto the counter via a small set of stairs to one side of the bar. It was quite the spectacle that had many other guests turning to watch.
Rey moved closer and stared with wide eyes as the rabbit squatted down over the clear glass that had a large, clear ice cube sliding around its center. She took up each bottle that she had prepared and upended them, but instead of the liquor pouring directly into the glass they would first cascade down the front of her splayed pussy. The small crowd whistled and cheered her on as she expertly channeled each part over herself and into the glass.
After each part of that particular mix drink was finished, she hovered her wet cunt to the male that ordered the drink and he leaned in to lick her nether lips clean. The two lingered together for a while longer than usual, Jasmine enjoying the treatment and the guest wanting to make sure that not a single drop was wasted. When she finally pulled back she expertly hopped down from the counter, stirred the drink, and served it.
Rey watched in stunned silence at the rabbit's athleticism and then looked down at her own pudgy self. She was going to have to lose a little weight if she was going to be expected to hop up and down from the counter so often. As if sensing her concern, Jasmine giggled and rested a paw on the new worker's shoulder.
“Don't worry, it's a lot easier than you think. All it takes is some practice.” Rey nodded to the lapin's kind words and the two got back to work with filling orders. It was a an average Thursday night and many of the bar staff were wearing their thigh high stockings. Rey felt a little out of place because of it but Jasmine apologized as she had forgotten to mention it. The vixen made a mental note to pick up some cute ones before next week.
As the evening wore on Merun eventually showed up as well as Taylor. Jasmine was relieved of her duties for the night and the femboy took over showing the fox the ropes. Merun smiled and watched the two from the sideline as he picked up whatever slack came his way. He was glad to see that the newcomer was getting along so well and working fine with others. His tail began to wag and a smile adorned his face.
The night wore on and things went about as normal as could be. Because there wasn't some major event going on there was no internal security within the bar, but Brock was still outside checking I.Ds of those wanting to come in. It had gotten to the point in the evening that the pit bull would have some lax traffic, so Merun thought it a good idea to send the bouncer an appreciative drink, as he often did. It was also a great opportunity for the new girl to get acquainted with him.
“Rey? Mind coming here for a quick second?” The husky asked as he turned to the fridge and drew the door open. The vixen heard the call and came over immediately. Merun turned to her with a beer bottle held in each paw and held them out. “Brock is probably getting thirsty out front. Mind bringing these to him?”
“You mean the handsome pit bull?” She replied excitedly and took the bottles.
“Well...I guess that's one way to describe him,” Merun said and shrugged. “Either way, I don't think you've come to know him yet. You should go introduce yourself.” Rey was more than eager to do so. She turned and trotted off quickly for the exit while weaving through the crowd of guests that were mingling at tables and gathering around the bar. When she got to the door she nudged her way through shoulder first and came out to find a group of people standing at the ready around a stout pit bull settled on a steel chair.
“You're all fine, go on in,” Brock rumbled and handed back the I.D that he had been glancing over. An equine took back the card and then lead the way in with his friends following. Rey ducked out of the way of them which caught Brock's eye and he gave a half smile. “Hello there.”
“Uh, hey. Merun thought you'd like these,” Rey said and held the two bottles out to the canine. A wide smile painted his serious face and he graciously took them.
“Thanks, you wouldn't think that just sitting here and doing practically nothing would work up a thirst, but it does.” He set the first bottle down next to his chair and took up the other. He twisted off the cap and took a deep swig, only stopping when almost half of the bottle was gone. “Ah,” he sighed.
“I hope you don't mind, Merun thought you and I could get to know each other better out here,” she said and tucked a lock of her long hair back behind her ear.
“Oh that's right, you're the newest girl that he hired, right?” He rumbled and held out his paw. “The name's Brock.”
“I'm Rey. It's very nice to meet you, Brock.” She shook his paw and shivered at the feel of his firm grasp. Brock wore the same clothes as the others of security, his black vest holding tight to his strong chest. His arms bulged the white fabric of his dress shirt, just like Luthor and Merun. And it all tapered down to his unconcealed lower half, of which her eyes lingered.
“Well, Rey, it's nice to have some company. Or at least anyone to talk to,” he chuckled and took another sip.
“I can imagine it gets a little lonely out here. But then again you do get to see a lot of people.” “Randoms on the street aren't very good conversationalists. Also, it's nice to have a girl as cute as you delivering me drinks,” he said and suddenly reached a strong arm out and hooked it around her waist. He pulled her in to stand right against his side and she gave a surprised yip.
“Oh gosh, thank you,” she giggled and bit her bottom lip. Her cheeks were starting to get flushed, here she was crushing on the guy that was getting a bit amorous with her. That was when an idea struck.
“You know,” she began, “I can do a lot of other things other than bring drinks.”
“Oh?” He asked and quirked a brow. “What do you mean?”
“I'm great at deep throating, mind if I demonstrate?” The vixen folded her paws in front of her and looked down into the dog's eyes. His ears perked with interest and a wry smirk played at the side of his mouth.
“Shit, that'd really make my night. Haven't gotten a good blowjob in a week,” he said while beaming. Rey could barely contain herself, she jumped right in front of him and got down on her knees. The pit bull leaned back on his chair and let his own knees draw open. Given unabashed access to his sheath, the woman crawled closer and set her small paws on his healthy package.
Brock's sheath was quite large and his balls were even more impressive. They hung like a sling carrying two large, steel bearings. And the strong musk that came from between his legs was intoxicating. The vixen drew her nose closer as she took in that scent, soon bumping across his sheath and running her lips over a bit of red cock that was just peaking out from the top. She heard the dog give a rumble of approval before taking another sip of his beer.
Blood pumped to Brock's cock the more attention that the vixen gave it. Her tongue stroked over the tip of his member and her fingers peeled back the sheath. The flaccid girth emerged and it was coated in his own strong smelling precum. A shiver raced up the woman's spine and she hastily shoved all that she could into her mouth. Only enough had come out to fill the flat of her tongue, but she was sure that more would come as she worked.
The taste of his cock was just as strong as its scent. She couldn't get enough of it and her tongue made quick work of the salty coat that had covered it. She moaned softly as her tongue worked around his length and drew from tip to base with several quick, flicking motions. Her lips were buried against his sheath opening and as time went on she could feel his cock growing farther into her mouth.
Rey's paws continued to gently massage and play with his heavy sack, and the large pit bull let the fox know that she was doing a good job by the consistent groans that escaped his mouth. One strong paw settled on top of her head and he gently ran his blunt nails behind her ears. She felt encouraged and emboldened, her efforts became redoubled and she was slurping and suckling at his dick quite noisily.
“I.D, please,” Brock suddenly said, causing the vixen to pause in the bobbing motion of her mouth. It didn't take long for her to realize that a couple of new guests had come up to the bar door and were wanting to enter. She had hardly heard them since her attention was so focused on the task at hand. Brock's cock had grown considerably and the vixen was surprised to find that it pressed against the back of her throat. True to her word, she didn't gag and she held him as far back as she could.
Rey expertly worked her throat and mouth in tandem while holding her breath. The canine gave a low grunt as he checked the second plastic card from the new arrivals. With a nod he handed it back and waved them in. “Go on in,” he rumbled, his voice hardly betraying the pleasure that he was feeling. The sounds that Rey began to let out were getting louder as she did all that she could to perform her promised duty. His cock dipped down her throat and she milked it as best as she could but her lips were settled around the opening of his sheath, even his soft knot was in her mouth.
When there was no one around he began to let out his low moans and rumbles of pleasure. His fingers continued to stroke over the top of her head and scratch behind her ears. He followed her as she would bob her head and would even pull her closer to his lap as she would delve her mouth in as if she wasn't already taking in every centimeter he had to offer.
Suddenly Brock shifted himself back just as Rey came to the apex of a head motion. His thick shaft slipped from her lips and she gazed at it with adoring eyes as it hovered a tongue's length away. She hadn't quite realized it but he had gripped a fistful of her hair to keep her from diving back onto it, he seemed to know her so well right then. “Get up, I want you to ride it,” he demanded.
Rey wordlessly nodded and stood up right away. Seeking direction, she waited as the pit bull nudged her sides until she was turned entirely away from him. Then he guided her back to sit on his lap, but her legs settled on the outside of her own. As he splayed his knees hers did the same and she gave out a soft moan as the heat from his dick was realized against the front of her bare pussy. She squirmed in anticipation, eager to get it inside.
She didn't have to wait long. One small adjustment and his cock was pushing up inside of her tight cunt. It was like heaven for the vixen, he was so slippery and she was so wet that there was hardly any resistance, despite how tight she was and how wide she was getting stretched. Brock pulled her down more and more until her full weight came to bare on his lap, his balls being the only thing that were on the outside. So far it seemed as though her throat was on par with her cunt as far as depth went.
Brock bore his constrained facade expertly as the pleasure came to him, but the woman was far less able to keep her bliss hidden. Long moans spilled from her open mouth as he began to pull and push against her hips and she swayed with the motion as well. She was riding him slowly at first but the more comfortable she became the faster she began to go. His paws controlled her by gripping her firmly at the hips. She leaned back against his touch and arched her back, glad to be getting her first good pounding on the job.
Brock's firm balls would clap her cunt as he would thrust up, a loud sound for a few other would-be guests approaching on the sidewalk. Rey didn't quite see them as her eyes were closed and simply enjoying her ride. It wasn't until their footfalls became too loud to overlook that she finally looked up.
“I.Ds please,” came Brock's strong voice. Another group loomed near and seeming to know the rules, began to take out their cards and present them. As if it was the most common thing in the world, the pit bull continued his thrusting action with one paw on her hip while he reached out to examine each of the new I.Ds. Rey blushed brightly as she watched, a couple of the new comers glancing her way and eyed her spread pussy and how it dripped a combination of her juices and the dog's precum.
Rey bit her lip but couldn't help but whimper blissfully. Being watched like this was a whole new experience and she was steadily growing to crave it more and more. She could just imagine trying to do her job while getting fucked like she had seen the others do so well and even Brock at the moment. Some practice was required and that thought alone made her excited to get some more of this training.
Brock waved the group in and then set his paw back on her other hip. “You're becoming a distraction, cutie,” he chuckled and began to pick up the pace. The vixen cried out and tilted her head up, eyes coming to a half lidded state as she began to lose herself. She could feel his knot forming at the base, was he going to tie her? She couldn't imagine that being less of a distraction.
“S-sorry!” she managed to shout as the pounding became all the more intense. She was wiggling hard from side to side, her entire body being jostled with every powerful hit that he delivered. She tried to look back at him to show she was apologetic but the mask that he wore was one of enjoyment.
Rey began to press herself down and roll her hips in tandem with his own movements. She was sure he intended to finish soon and she wanted to help in all the ways that she could. The pit bull seemed to have himself in pretty fair control. He was putting his all into the rough movements. It wasn't long before he was growling out and arching his whole form into every thrust.
Then without hardly a warning there came the powerful rush of hot dog cum painting the inside of her pussy. Brock was surprisingly silent as he climaxed, he didn't even slow his motions at first and with every buck there came an additional spurt. Rey was filled within seconds and she was dripping the frothy white mixture down the dog's sheath and balls. His knot hadn't slipped inside, thankfully, she reminded herself. But it still felt like it wanted to, even as he did draw himself to a slow grind, his thick bulb pressed to her entrance and her weight came to rest entirely on it.
“Fuck,” the dog sighed and then followed it with a chuckle. Rey was still shivering from the pleasure that racked her body otherwise she would have said the same thing. As her body recovered, her mind gradually came back, faster even when Brock began to shift himself into a more comfortable state.
Rey set her paws on his knees and lifted her legs from over his own. When her feet got back to solid ground she felt like her lower half was made of rubber but she caught herself before falling over. The pit bull's cock slid from her cunt and trailed a thick line of cum. It dripped down the inside of her leg but she didn't care. She turned back to him and gave a warm smile.
“It was very nice finally meeting you, Brock. I hope we can hang out again sometime soon.” Her tail gave a slight flick as she meandered towards the bar entrance.
“I'm free after my shift if you are,” he shot back quickly before she got too far out of ear reach. She paused and looked back at him. The dog had leaned down and grabbed his second beer and was twisting the cap off.
“I don't have anything going later tonight. I'll see you after closing then,” she said and then dashed back in. The last thing she saw was him nodding with a pleased grin.
When Rey reappeared within the bar there were a few guests that turned to see her and the slight mess that she was dripping. She recognized a couple of them because they had been admitted by Brock while he was fucking her. She tried to avoid eye contact and walk it off like the public sex was nothing out of the ordinary but they didn't keep their knowing eyes from following her. But then again, not everyone needed to have seen the act going on for the evidence to be blatant.
“Holy shit, he really gave it to you good,” Taylor laughed as the vixen came back around behind the bar. The crowd of patrons had thinned and allowed them a bit of reprieve as the night became later.
“Yeah, I guess. Is he always so...voluminous?” She asked and stared down at her soaked cunt, its outsides smeared with dog jizz. She splayed her legs a little to try and look at the mess some more but it just made more of what was inside of her begin to spill out.
“Most men around here are. I think it's something in the water,” the femboy said and looked down between the other's thighs.
“I should probably clean this up. Where's the bar towel?” Rey asked and glanced towards the sink and spotted the damp cloth. She began to make her way there but the rabbit stopped her.
“Woaw now, you're not just gunna waste all of that are you?” Taylor giggled and set a paw on her arm.
“I...I don't know?” she said, suddenly unsure of what the proper thing was to do.
“Usually around here we ask for help to get cleaned up like that. Here, I'll show you.” Before Rey could ask what Taylor meant, the rabbit was already down on his knees in front of her. His paws came to her thighs and held her still as he suddenly leaned his head in towards her cunt.
The vixen was still very sensitive from the recent fucking and so she couldn't control herself as his deft tongue suddenly pushed against her clit with the first lick of what promised to be a very thorough cleaning. Rey screamed ecstatically and leaned forward with her paws grasping the top of the femboy's head. The sound garnered the looks of several nearby guests and even Merun, who was chatting with a couple girls who were also leaning over the bar to watch the new show.
Rey was frozen in place as she was licked. The pleasure blossomed through her body once again and it was like she had never left Brock's lap. From between her legs the bunny boy seemed to be very busy. His tongue scooped up copious amounts of the thick, white mixture. He would swallow back everything that he got and would then dive back in to slurp over her pussy lips. She was able to quickly see that this wasn't the first time he had done such a thing since he was so quick and precise.
After some generous attention to the outside of the vixen's cunt, Taylor shifted his attention to the inside of her thighs. Rey let out an exulted sigh and shivered. She was getting hornier from all this oral attention, if he kept it up she was going to need to get fucked again. But then again it wasn't like she would have a tough time finding a willing male to help her with that. Or maybe a dexterous female.
Hardly fifteen seconds went by before the rabbit's mouth traveled back to her pussy. This time he was on a mission to get every drop from the inside of her. Rey's leg's shifted farther apart and her knees bent. She wasn't a very tall woman, Taylor had been about the same height if not a little taller, but he had arched his back in just the right way to press his lips against her tight entrance.
With his nose buried against her clit, his tongue pushed up inside of her and wiggled around. Rey's mind went blank and her moans grew loud enough to rival the music that casually played through the establishment. She was shaking and shivering hard and there came a sudden spike in intensity as she felt him so vigorously licking at her inner walls. A cry of euphoria marked her sudden climax and her pussy suddenly clamped onto the rabbit's tongue like it would have a thick dick.
Taylor kept his mouth open, expecting such a reaction. Out poured a flow of Brock's cum mixed with the vixen's pussy juices. His mouth and chin became soaked but it gathered as much as he could and swallowed. His tongue slipped free and the floor got a spattering of Rey's essence, but the rabbit was satisfied with his work as he leaned back and admired the cleaned up fox.
“There we go, much better. How do you feel?” He asked, his high pitched voice soothing and caring as he stood up. Rey reached up to hold onto his arm as her knees became unlocked and she returned to a normal stance. She looked at him with half lidded eyes and giggled like she was drunk.
“I feel amazing,” she cooed. Several guests laughed and made some more lewd comments about the two but they largely went ignored as Rey slowly returned back to work. Taylor stood by her through the rest of the night and she did all she could to remember the further advice that he would give. The strong, watchful eye of her boss had also made her feel more confident with her work and she began to truly feel at home. While she was still getting the tricks of the bar down, she did find herself enjoying the atmosphere and greatly warming up to the idea of much deeper experiences that were no doubt in store for her.
Comments
Lunarwatch
Just glad shi could help out.
Lunarwatch
Either way.
Huskywrites
Unfortunately the role calls are just meant to be cameos in the chapter pics :c Or did you mean a more lewd pic involving her?
Lunarwatch
Havent read the whole thing yet but i thought Lunar would be involved in naughty stuff. Thats alright though. Shi is getting in to the bar to have hir own fun.
