Toni came around the bar, delivering some drinks to a table of guys near them, then had to pause and pose for some pictures. When she’d finished with that, she stopped at Jessie’s stool and gave her a quick hug.
Jack had pulled his hand from Jessie’s top almost immediately of course, but apparently Jessie looked so sexy that night, he had to slide his hand in again just about the time that Toni came over.
“Good lord,” Toni said, grabbing his hand and yanking it out after getting her hug in. “You just going to strip her down right here?”
Jack shrugged and flashed his cute smile at the two. “Come on, you can see how sexy she looks. You gonna tell me that you don’t want some of that?”
“He’s got a point,” Toni said, looking at Jessie, and reached over to pop Jessie’s breast out of the top completely before she even knew what was going on. “Damn girl,” she said, her palm covering Jessie’s perky orb and squeezing. Toni glanced around quickly, then leaned in and licked Jessie’s nipple before sliding the top back in place.
“Your boyfriend better get her pretty quick or we’re just gonna have a big ass orgy going on,” Jack remarked.
“That works for me!” Toni said, and quickly spun around to head back behind the bar.
“She’s so funny,” Jessie said, shaking her head after Toni disappeared.
“Fuckin’ sexy you mean,” Jack said. “I think I saw a sister of hers here.”
“Yeah, she’s got a twin that works as a waitress,” Jessie confirmed. Jack had successfully managed to surreptitiously work his hand up the back of her skirt and was gently squeezing one cheek when she felt his finger bump into the cap of the butt-plug she was still wearing.
He looked down at her in surprise.
“You find something interesting down there?” she asked.
He glanced around for a moment, then slid his hand lower. She felt his finger move around the outside of the cap. Almost as an afterthought, she reached down and slid her hand across his bulge.
“It’s my plug,” she said with a wink. Grabbing her phone again, she unlocked it to let Dex know what was going on. “He just found my butt-plug baby.”
“Oh yeah?” came the reply. “You gonna let him take it out?”
“Oh my God,” she said quietly, and had to cover her mouth and pull the phone to her chest for a moment. The tapping of his finger on the plug was sending impulses of electricity racing through her.
Jack tapped it again a few more times as she turned to look up at him. “Something tells me you like that,” he said, a confident smile on his face.
She sighed hard, chewing her lip and trying to maintain calm and focus.
“You’re getting all flushed,” he said, tapping it again.
She scowled in consternation, as the plug sent more impulses through her.
Her phone buzzed again. She brought it up and turned, leaning against him as she read the message.
“I’ll bet you could figure out something else that he could put in its place.”
She felt her heart pounding as she read the text, fully knowing that Jack could probably read it. She went over it at least a half-a-dozen times, making sure she hadn’t misread something.
“I’ll bet I could.” she replied. “If I do, are you going to be waiting on me?”
“I’m locking up now, so I guess you’d better hurry.” he replied.
“Ooo, yes baby.” she replied. “Are you sure about this?” she asked finally.
“As long as I get pictures.” he replied.
“I fucking love you.” she sent, and slid her phone into her purse. Without a word, she grabbed Jack’s hand and led him through the bar toward the bathroom.
Once inside, she quickly pulled him through the line of stalls and into an empty one. She hoped that she’d been so fast that the few other men in the bathroom at the time didn’t notice. Regardless, she was so turned on by that point that it wouldn’t have mattered to her anyway.
They had to slide out of the way to close the door to the stall, but he quickly locked it while she began to undo his fly.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked quietly.
She giggled as she looked up, the sound of someone peeing into one of the urinals echoing around the room.
“Don’t you want to play?” she asked. “My boyfriend had a good suggestion for me.”
She slid her hand deftly into his pants, then smiled as she found the swiftly swelling shaft inside.
“He said that I should let you pull my plug out, and that I could probably find something to put in its place.”
Jack swallowed hard as he looked down at her, her lips already wrapping around the head of his cock.
“God,” he groaned, then slapped a hand over his mouth.
The door opened and closed a few times while she was bent over, pumping Jack’s cock in and out of her mouth as best as she could in the awkward position. Very quickly she was satisfied that his cock was hard enough and stood back up. Grabbing her phone from the purse she’d set on top of the toilet paper dispenser, she unlocked it and handed it to Jack.
“Make sure you get some good pics for my boyfriend,” she said, and spun around to put her hands on the stall in front of her.
“You’re gonna give me a fuckin stroke,” he said, lifting her phone with one hand and lifting her skirt with the other.
She glanced back over her shoulder, watching as he knelt and inspected her butt-plug. Gripping it with his fingers, he began to slowly urge it free. She felt it sliding out, then whimpered as the bulge popped out of her. He slid the rest out, then stood and held it up.
“Put it over there,” she said, nodding at the back of the toilet.
Jack quickly and quietly set the plug down, then turned back to her. She offered him a playful wink and then nodded at her own backside.
“All yours,” she said. “Just my ass though. My pussy belongs to my boyfriend.”
Jack grinned, one hand holding her phone, the other gripping the base of his cock.
“Go slow,” she warned, and smiled when she saw him nod. She heard the click of her phone as he took a picture. The simple fact that the lewd act she was letting happen was being documented was highly arousing, and she felt her pussy practically humming with excitement.
*click*
The bulbous head of his cock was suddenly pressing at her asshole, causing her to lean her head forward to wall in front of her. She heard him spit, then felt the wet glob hit perfectly. He smeared it around with the head a bit, then pushed again.
*click*
With a whimper, she closed her eyes as he edged in. He pushed a little harder and she moaned softly as the head breached the cusp. Rivulets of pleasure coursed outward as he began to ease deeper and deeper.
*click**click*
“Damn, you’ve already got me close, gorgeous,” he grunted. “This is the craziest shit I’ve ever done.”
*click**click**click*
Jessie groaned, nodding vigorously in response but unable to speak. Feeling the length of his cock slowly stroking into her and hearing the constant clicks of her phone snapping pictures, she had to bite her lip in an attempt to keep quiet from the arousal surging through her.
*click*
“God,” he whispered. “I don’t know if I can hold back.”
*click**click*
“Don’t,” she whispered back. “This isn’t about me, Jack. I want to feel you cum.”
*click*
Jack groaned at that, and quickly built up some speed. He wasn’t jackhammering into her but was moving fast enough for her to begin to feel the start of her orgasm. He wasn’t going to last that long, though, from the sound of things.
*click*
“Oh fuck,” he whispered, pulling back hard on her hips and plunging deep. She felt his cum filling her up, the spasming cock pumping again and again into her. Finally, he slid free, leaning back against the stall and breathing heavy.
“Mmm,” she said, playfully sliding a finger back to her oozing hole. “Good boy.”
He chuckled weakly as he raised her phone up again.
*click*
Glancing around, she thought she saw a flash of movement above her, but quickly dismissed it. Reaching for the plug, she quickly slid it back in place.
“God, that’s fucking hot.” Jack was still holding the phone up to take a picture but the clicking had stopped. Instead, he was staring at her rump, his breathing heavy but with a smile on his face.