THE LITTLE PUSSY BAR - Sex Stories

THE LITTLE PUSSY BAR

The bar was a special place where you had to be invited. I had become friends with one of the new guys at work and he brought me to it. The girls seemed very young, but since no alcohol was served young girls in their early and mid teens could wait on people. Mostly men, but some women who you could tell liked young girls as much as the guys there did. The girls dress in different outfits, some as school girls, some as French maids and others as sexy Lolita’s in miniskirts and halter tops. The first time there my friend introduced me to a young girl named Terry, with red hair who was dressed in the very short miniskirt and the halter top showed just enough cleavage to make me stare more than I should. She flirted with my friend and brushed up against me several times including letting her firm young breast press against my shoulder as I sat at the table. My friend said that I had to come back several times before the girls got real friendly. They had to get to trust you. So I came in at least twice a week and made sure I tipped well. Terry and another girl named Vicky who liked dressing in the short plaid skirt and tight white blouse of a school girl with no bra as you could see her nipples poking thru the blouse were my favorite and one or the other always waited on me. One day Terry asked me if I liked young girls. “Oh course I do. I like you very much. Maybe a little more than a grown man should, but you can’t blame me if I get turned on by you.” Terry giggled and then ...

... said; “I mean do you like girsl even younger than me?” “Ah, yes. Why do you ask?” “Well, you are a good customer and I thought I would show you the rest of the place.” “You mean there is more? I thought this was all of it.” “No silly, this is just the main business. The men come here to see and touch us, which you haven’t done by the way, but there is more.” “Believe me I have wanted to run my hand up your dress since the first day. But tell me more.” “There is a special place that I can take you. There we can be…. Well closer to each other. I can sit with you and you can run your hand up my dress, but I will also have some of my little ones for you to play with.” “Little ones?” My cock was starting to throb with just the thought of touching her and maybe more, but now she really had me. It might cost me an arm and a leg, but I was going to pay it. “They are sweet little sisters that enjoy older men like I do, but are too young to work up front. Pay your bill and I will take you down below. But you must promise not to say anything. Your friend had to make the same promise which is why he never told you about it and why you don’t see him in this part much anymore. He is down below. Here is your check.” I follow her swaying ass thru a passage way to the kitchen and then she opens a walk in storage cabinet and pushes a handle and the back opens up. There a stair case takes us downward. When we reach the lower area I see several booths with curtains on a rod at the opening of each. ...