Finish him off at the bar

He looks at you standing right in front of him, your hand hidden between your tightly pressed together bodies and inside his jeans.

“The drinks can wait a moment can’t they?” you ask as your hand around his cock speeds up its motion. He simply nods, unable to make any words form in his mouth. Your thumb still trails across the slit that is now producing more precum that you smear all over, using it to help toss him even harder inside his jeans.

His face is still fighting to remain expressionless, but it is a losing fight and his eyes start to roll in his head, and his mouth opens in a silent groan. At the same time his hands move seeking balance, one rests on the edge of the bar, the other on your shoulder.

“Oh fuck” he mumbles and as he does you feel his cock twitch and wrapping your hand tighter you feel his cum boiling up within it. You relax your grasp and as soon as you do, you feel the first release as he cums hard inside his jeans and over your hand.

The look on his face is priceless as he struggles to maintain some form of composure, all the time his cock is oozing his cum inside his jeans. You sense the last spurt of cum escape as you squeeze him gently, before sliding your hand free.

Grinning, you lift your hand up and see it smeared with large globs of his cum. Bringing your fingers to your mouth, you suck each one clean, then lick down your palm to lap up any that has been missed. The action causes a few faces to look at you more intently, including Lucy who has pushed forward to enquire where her drink is.

Lucy looks from you to the guy, and shakes her head in disbelief. You simply reach over and hand her her drink, grab your own and begin to edge your way back out into more space.

The guy remains at the bar, inside his jeans he can feel his cum soaking into his boxers while his softening cock drips more out. He looks towards you as you move away and throw him a cheeky smile, but he can’t follow as he is currently trying to work out how to conceal the mayor stain that is spreading across the front of his jeans.

"I hope you used the other hand to pick up my drink" Lucy asks as you escape the pack around the bar, before you both burst into laughter at what you just did, drawing the attentions of many people around you.