Let’s start by introducing myself. I’m very short (the shortest in my family) and also the youngest which is why I’m always called Puppy. But in reality, I’m not really cute and tiny like a puppy. I would describe myself as chubby but with a nice hourglass figure. I’m 5’1 with an enormous bust (34DDD), a small waist in comparison to my big bust, and a huge ass with thick thighs. My hair is long and blond and my skin has a nice olive tone. I like to keep my nails long and my feet done and I’m never too shy to wear a very low-cut shirt, short dresses, and high heels. My family says I look provocative but I really like my look, and the looks of men I get when I’m outside turns me on.
But different to my look I’m unfortunately not really living out my sexuality to the fullest – which is due to the fact that I come from a very small village with only 500 people and every possible sex candidate is already taken, married, or gay. Of course, I made my experiences – after all, I am already in my mid-twenties but there are not enough choices.
So I decided a year ago to pack my bags and move across the country to a big city where no one knows me and I don’t know anybody! I thought about it as a big sex adventure.
I got myself a job as a waitress in a billiard bar where my work outfit is nice and short and revealing – just the way I like it. I wear a short and very tight t-shirt in white with a deep cut out and very short light green booty shorts. I enjoy the men looking at my big tits and maybe getting a little touch here and there. It turns me on so incredibly! And I’m always getting home soaking wet! I just can’t change it. My first thought was, I have a lot of choices of men now that I can take home after my shift but unfortunately, it’s against the bar policy and I really like this job, so I don’t do it.
So a girl has to take care of herself! I masturbate! A fucking lot! And I love it! Not as much as I would love a good pounding by a huge cock but I love it and I do it a lot – every day when I come home from work! I started a whole collection of toys and my newest baby is giving me a lot of fun.
It’s a little bullet vibrator with a remote control. First I just kept the vibrator in me for the whole day at home, keeping it on a high setting all day. But then I liked wearing it outside as well, in the supermarket or while I was shopping but I always turned it off once I left the house. I also wore it at work, turned off just letting the weight of the bullet work while I was taking care of the customers.
But one night I was so horny and felt brave so I turned the vibrator on a medium setting while working. I thought through the music and the talk you will not hear the little buzz sound. And it was like that, no one has noticed it and it was such an incredible turn-on! So I always left it on and that went well for a week, but then one Friday evening when my favorite regulars were there, one suddenly says “I think a cell phone vibrates,” and all five of them looked around searching and I frantically tried to cross my legs, because the remote control was in my locker.
Suddenly one of them said, “I think it’s coming from you, isn’t it,” pointing at me.
The other one added, “no, where should she hide a cell phone in these clothes?” My face turned fire-red and I think I gave myself away with that because then one of them looked at me and said “yes, right where should she have it,” and “why doesn’t it stop vibrating?” the other one added. I didn’t say anything and was in shock until one of them said, “come on you can tell us.”
I thought, fuck it! That’s why I moved here for the sexual adventure, so I leaned over to them and whispered, “ok you got me! I have a bullet vibrator inside me that I turned on with the remote that’s in my locker so I can’t turn it off right now! Tell me what to do so you don’t rat me out to my boss?”
The men all smiled wide and looked at was other than one said, “go get us some beer, we need to talk about it real quick before we can decide.”
So I went and got them all a beer when I got back they decided. They told me that they want to have the remote control and want to control my vibrator when I’m at work also they want me to not wear underwear anymore so they can see my tits better through the thin white material. I was ok with what they wanted – no I wasn’t ok with it – I loved it! It turned me on to know that these strangers would control my vibrator – so I agreed.
I started immediately to not wear underwear anymore which means that all men had a great view of my tits through the material! My – what I called them now – controllers came back the next day because they wanted to start right away! So I brought them the remote control and their drinks and the night started. It was a busy night with a lot of men there and my controllers went wild! I’m very sure that a lot of other customers heard the vibration or my little needy moans from time to time!
And the one man on the bar definitely knew what’s going on because I had the first orgasm of the night right in front of him. I mean I tried to cover it up but I don’t think I was very successful because I heard my controller clap and holler from the other side of the room. And the man at the bar smiled at me knowingly. It wasn’t my last for the night – I had three orgasms and I was soaking wet and that I was wet a lot of the men probably knew because as I figured out once I got home, my light green booty shorts were drenched and I had a big dark green spot right along my pussy and butt. I know I should have been embarrassed but it turned me on even more.
After the first night though, I was sad because I knew that my controllers only come regularly two to three times a week. But in the first week, they came nearly every night telling me I did so good the first night they don’t want to leave me hanging and I was very glad about that. But then one told me, “but we can’t do that every week, we’re going to figure something out and then let you know.” I didn’t know what they meant but I waited patiently and took care of the other customers while they discussed.
At one point I saw them walking around taking to others but I didn’t really thought much about it – it was a busy night. So when they called me back to their table they told me, “we told the other men in here what we’re doing to you but they were not surprised that you’re such a fucking dirty slut – so we all decided that everyone gets a turn. So we’re going to find a man or a group of men for every night of the week for you. And on nights when no one turns up Lonnie will take care of it.”
I turned to this Lonnie, he was there every night, he was an unwashed dirty, drunk ex-trucker who basically lived in this bar. I was shocked first that now everyone knew about this secret and that they just passed me on like a whore. I know I should have felt humiliated and I kind of did but at the same time I felt my pussy dripping. I loved the thought that I was just the barslut that let everyone in here control their vibrator while I was nearly naked and everyone could always see how wet I am. So I said, “perfect! Thanks for letting me know.” My controllers smiled wide and let me go back to work of course while still controlling my vibrator!
So it’s been four weeks and I love it because everybody knows now I let myself moan loud and give the men a show when I’m coming! And my tips are high! Nevertheless I’m still horny maybe even more than before. Every night when I get home I still need to fuck myself with one of my big dildos, thinking about what else would be possible. I fantasize about serving them completely naked so they can grope me better, maybe with some nipple clamps on my hard nipples that are connected with a chain so that everyone can pull a little on them. Or a clamp on my clit? But most nights I just fantasize about what they can and want to do to me! Maybe I get a little bold and ask a few of them in the next few weeks and maybe we can make it happen.