Sleepy time story

Story by Aozora

Sleepy time story*

*Sorry I couldn't figure it out so I'll just rewrite it as best I can

In a little bar, in a little corner of nowhere Mara sat shivering. A sudden cloud burst had forced her in doors earlier that night, her thin pale yellow dress had been soaked through while she had scrambles to find a bar or tavern still open. She was staring into her third Kaluah and strawberry cocktail until she noticed the other people in the bar were giggling amongst themselves. She was sitting alone trying to will the pinkish liquid to give her the courage to talk to them, but try as she might Mara's drink would not respond to her psychic commands. She wasn't ugly or scarred she was 5 feet tall with thin soft blonde hair and a perfect figure eight formed by her B cup bosom and femininely curved hips while her green, almost grey eyes looked longingly over the other women in the bar. the only one that had made her heart beat like a tribal drum was the bartender.

She was almost six feet tall and was a bit on the thin side, her enormous bosom made it look impossible for her to stand up straight. The bartender's hair was a thick and luscious brown wave of gentle curls and tangles, her wild and gorgeous hair matched the florescent orange bandanna wrapped around her forehead and white tank top that had been splattered in a rainbow of different shades though they never seemed to match one another. Almost as if each stain had been hand placed to create a scene of chaos. Her baggy denim jeans left the entirety of her body's lower half to Mara's imagination and boy was she imagining.

Mara stared and ogled the bartender, in awe of her breasts. They must have been E cups maybe even bigger! She just could not help herself and that was when she met eyes with the woman on the other side of the wooden bar.

" Like what you see?" she slurped into Mara's ear as she finished off the half empty glass and began pouring two more of the same concoction. She stopped and jiggled around a bit. She yelled a bit too, but Mara just assumed she'd stubbed her toe. While she did whatever it was she was doing Mara looked around the bar and saw much to her own joy that they were alone in the warm darkness with all the time in the world. The bartender swung around on her stool and placed a cup next to her before resting her huge heaving breasts on the bar for Mara to earn. The bartender tentatively began to stroke Mara's arm. He thin soft finger ran a loop up Mara's forearm to the elbow and back down to the base of her wrist. Mara started to melt and felt her panties tighten a lot. She strained against the need to rock out with her cock out and instead opened her dumb mouth.

" How do you walk upright with those things!" for a moment Mara just gawped and stuttered, trying desperately to take back what she had said. Before she could the bartender's absurdly snorty giggle broke the silence and she reached across the looming chasm of her cleavage and took a lock of Mara's hair in her finger. She twirled it slowly around, every now and then she would slowly run her index finger down the other woman's cheek. She continued to do this in silence and to break the raw tension of her lusting gaze Mara took a long draught from her glass. It tasted slightly tart and warmer than it had before but she liked that. The bartender then reached over with her other hand closed Mara's mouth that she did not notice was open.

"So you like tits?" the bartender chided in a soft hushed voice before flexing her tank top and exposing some more of her breasts to Mara's starving gaze. Mara then nodded like a stupid little girl and reached across to grab the huge mountains of flesh in her empty hands. Before she could get a grip on her juicy, jiggling prizes the bartender put her hands up and caught Mara's. She then entwined their fingers so that she couldn't get away and pulled the smaller woman in for a warm passionate kiss. Their tongues danced around each other in their mouths, slowly wrapping around each other and sending hot jolts of ecstasy down the other's spines. They locked lips for what seemed like hours until the bartender broke the kiss and gazed both innocently and longingly into Mara's eyes with her own deep blue orbs. She looked if anything hurt.

" Don't you even want to know my name before you throw me down on the counter and have your way with me?" Mara suddenly felt like a monster and reached over to gently place her hands on the sides of the bartender's face planting gentle kiss's up and down her neck.

" Yes! Of course I do I'm so sorry." she paused and stroked the woman's long giant face. " My name's Mara, what's yours?" The bartender snorted again and slopped her tongue into Mara's mouth with a forceful passion.

" I'm Lea, this is my bar and to tonight I made a new friend." With that the two resumed the oral tango for another hour, the whole time they leaned over the bar. When they finally broke their loving embrace and Mara slugged back her drin

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