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Latex Bartenders

I’ve been in the nightclub business for about ten years, and I’ve been happy doing it for the past five I suppose. It’s a tough way to make a living, most of the time, not just because of the hours, but because you’re always dependent upon fickle public opinion to keep the profits flowing.
The first five years I operated a dance club and it was always great fun to be there when the club was hot. Of course as a club owner there were always lots of hot girls hanging around and I sampled probably more than my share. After five years I could tell that the club was starting to lose its luster and that it was time for a major re-do.
This usually involves going out and finding an investment group that wants to put up the money in return for a large share of the door, but of course that creates its own problems. It struck me that I needed a new gimmick, maybe something that could keep the old concept alive while I saved up for the re-decoration. At that time I had one female bartender, Vanessa. I’d been in the business for long enough to figure out that you couldn’t bone the staff without creating massive problems, so I’d always had a pretty professional attitude towards her.
She was the only bartender on a Tuesday night, one of our slower nights, and I closed up and waited for her to count her cash drawer before going home. We started talking about things we could do to stimulate business and she suggested that we could hire an exclusively female barstaff and put them in some sexy outfits. She even suggested that we could put a platform at the end of one bar and maybe get the bartenders to dance occasionally.
I commented that we’d have to hire a pretty good looking bar-staff. I think she took that as a negative comment about her, but I really meant that they would have to be as good-looking as she was. She looked as me and said, “You don’t think I have what it takes?”
I assured her that I thought she would look great in any kind of sexy outfit and asked her what she had in mind.
She said that bras would be a pretty good start. She said something lacy and push-up, and before I knew it she had unbuttoned her tuxedo shirt. She was wearing a lavender colored bra that went well with her pale skin. I’d always thought of her as a skinny girl, but she filled out the bra very nicely. It was a demi-cup and I could see the top of her aereola’s peeking out through the lace panels.
I was sort of shocked, and kind of stumbled a little in commenting, but I think I said something to the effect that it was probably unusual to find girls who were skinny with boobs that big.
She laughed and reached behind her, and to my surprise unfastened her bra and lifted it, saying, “See my tits aren’t that big, the push up just makes them look that way.” She had really pretty breasts. I think they were probably about a C cup, full. Her nipples were a dusky pink, and were completely hard.
I figured it was a come-on, but I was determined not to get myself in trouble, so I told her that I thought it was a great idea, and that I would get some ads in the paper. I told her that I would put some more thought into outfits, and busied myself with finishing the paperwork. When I looked up again, she was dressed and waiting for me to close up.
Over the next few days I thought about her ideas and ran the ads. I called her into the office a couple of nights later and told her what I had been doing.
She said, “I’ve had a pretty wild idea. I thought we might use latex for the bras, you know paint them on. I had a girl friend go out and buy some supplies and I thought tonight we’d show you after work.”
Got to say that work went slow that night, but finally the club closed and it was just Vanessa, her friend Holly and I. Vanessa wasted no time in removing her shirt and bra while Holly set out the materials.
Holly was a cute little number. Blonde compared to Vanessa’s chestnut, a little shorter and a little plumper. Vanessa’s tits looked as juicy as they had the previous day. Holly gave me I gave a bottle of skin lotion and asked me to coat her breasts, saying that I’d do a better job of making sure that her skin was protected from the latex. Vanessa’s tits were incredibly heavy and I could feel myself harden as I rubbed in the lotion.
Holly loaded a paintbrush with the latex paint and smoothed it around the bottom of her breasts and then up the side. Vanessa’s nipples popped out and I coated them with the latex. Holly handed me a hair drier and told me to dry our home-made bra. Her nipples had remained hard, so the bra looked great. Holy found a mirror and handed it to Vanessa. We all agreed it looked great. “We can probably get some sparkle dust and sprinkly it on while it’s drying to make it shine in the lights.” Holly said.
Both of them were acting so cool and detached it was tough to think of this s anything more than a great idea.
Holly then surprised me by saying we should really try to see whether we could paint on bottoms as well.
I laughed and said, “I think the latex might get caught in the hair.”
Holly said, “No it won’t” and stepped out of her trousers. She wasn’t wearing any underwear and had shaved all of her hair. She looked at me and said, “Why don’t you try painting the shorts.”
I had her sit with her knees on a chair bottom, arms holding the arms of the chair while I started on her butt. Vanessa stood beside me, in her paint bra and took a second paintbrush. Holly’s butt was round, and I coated it liberally, using a low waistline. I made the legs pretty short and when I was painting the butt she leaned forward to make sure I got a complete coat. She laughed and said, “Maybe you should leave the asshole unpainted, so if I fart I don’t look like a balloon.”
Vanessa and I both laughed and at that point I was pretty sure that there wasn’t any sexual content to their activities.
We left a little circle unpainted around her puckered little hole. I then had her stand on the chair and face me, so we could do the front. I painted her belly and the top of her legs, carrying the paint into the creases. Vanessa asked her, “What should we do with your lips.”
I said, “Maybe we should have the girls wear a thong over the paint job, then we won’t have to paint the private parts.”
Vanessa and I were leaning down as we discussed the problem, staring at Holly’s pussy. We both noticed the drip of moisture forming on Holly’s lips at the same time, though I determined that I was going to ignore it.
Vanessa said, “I think that we should try to paint it. But first you’re going to have to stop leaking, girl.” She took a kleenex and wiped Holly’s lips, starting at the back and moving all the way up her slit. Holly trembled a little and said, “Sorry.”
I got a fresh load of paint and started closing in the naked area while Vanessa started dabbing paint onto her lips. I thought she was being a little ungentle, and she really started pushing the paintbrush into the crevices, coating her lips. At this point her clit was sticking out and Vanessa jabbed it repeatedly with the paintbrush. I looked at her and she was biting her upper lip as she painted. Suddenly Holly grabbed her head and shouted, “Oh you cruel bitch.” She was cumming, and was not particularly happy about it. When she stopped shaking, Vanessa laughed, “I didn’t know you were that close.”
I ignored them and moved the hair dryer over the wet latex, watching the color change as the rubber dried.
Vanessa stood back to admire her handi-work. As she moved back her hand brushed against my trousers and she looked at me and then down at the wet spot that had appeared on my khaki’s. “Look Rick’s so hard he’s leaking too.”
I stood there wishing my erection to go away. I said, “Well it’d be pretty tough not to get hard painting those gorgeous tits and then a gorgeous pussy.”
Holly said, “I’ve never heard it referred to that way before. While we’re drying why don’t you let us paint your cock. It’ll be interesting to see what happens when it goes soft. Or do you have a lot of hair?”
“I don’t think it would be a very good idea.” I said. “We’re not going to have any male bartenders.”
“Oh come on Rick. It’s just fun. Think of it as a design fee. Neither one of us are really interested in men.”
With logic like that I couldn’t compete, so I dropped trou. I didn’t have any hair either. Holly jumped down from the chair and insisted that I stand on it. My cock was bobbing like crazy, right in front of their eyes. My scrotum was tight and small, my balls feeling very full. Holly said, “Vanessa you’ve got paint on your hands so I guess I’ll do the lotion.” For a girl who didn’t like guys she put a lot of attention into making sure that my shaft and balls were protected. She carried her efforts down to my legs and back to my ass, repeatedly rubbing my shaft.
Vanessa said, “Enough already. Let me get to work.” Holly stood back and watched her paint. The paint went on easily enough, but precum kept on leaking through. Vanessa said, “Pinch him so he stops being so aroused.”
Holly gave my ass a pinch that had my eyes watering, but it didn’t stop my arousal. Finally Vanessa took some Kleenex and dabbed away the paint from my pee hole saying that we’d have to paint that later. Again she was very determined with the paint brush and a couple of times I thought I was going to lose it. They waved a hair dryer over their work, and I guess I realized at this point that they really didn’t have any sexual interest in me and my cock started to soften. The moment it did, Vanessa a dabbed the tip with latex and Holly dried it with the drier.
We all looked ridiculous. Vanessa insisted that Holly lay back on my sofa so we could examine her shorts. They had dried to a tough finish, but the latex left little to the imagination. Vanessa reached for Holly’s clit. “Can you feel that?” she said, as she rubbed it.
“Of course I can feel it. How about you Rick.”
I touched my dick. It felt like a really thick condom. “It feels like a really thick condom” I said.
“So can you feel this?” Vanessa sank to her knees and put my cock in her mouth. “I mean it’s not really a blow job if you can’t feel it.”
I said “Well can you feel this?” to Holly as I leaned forward and ran my tongue up and down her slit.
“Not really” she said, though she was starting to squirm. “How about this?”
I lifted her legs and ran my tongue from the latex down to her asshole.
“Ohmygod I can feel that,” she said.
I continued reaming her with my tongue. “Good. Is your pussy just backing up with juice?”
I backed up and let Vanessa see. Vanessa produced a small knife and said, “Let’s see” and very carefully cut a small slit just at her hole. A stream of clear liquid flooded over the latex. Vanessa stuck her tongue in her slit. “I’ll bet you can feel that. Come here Rick.”
She put my latex covered cock to the slit and said, “Push for me.” I obliged and sunk my cock in. Holly gasped and said, “It feels like a big dildo.” It was a curious sight, my pink latex cock disappearing into a pink latex pussy. I fucked her for a few minutes while Vanessa sucked her latex clit and then she came. Even through the latex I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock.
I pulled it out and Vanessa said, “Let’s see how it comes off.”
She reached around behind my balls and dug her thump in under the latex. I felt it being ripped off my balls and then cool air hit my cock. Vanessa said, “let us see you cum on my latex tits.” Holly came behind me and frigged me while I stood over Vanessa. As Holly felt my balls tighten she said, “He’s going to cum.” Just as I started to spray Vanessa grabbed the top of her latex bra and pulled. We could see the latex pull the skin hard just as my cum splashed. Vanessa rubbed it in, while Holly leaned down and licked her clean.
“I though you didn’t like guys.” I said.
They smiled and said, “Well we agreed that we wouldn’t have a guy in our pussies while we were together. But latex doesn’t count.” Vanessa turned her back to me, “and neither do assholes.”

End of Story