Public BJ

You clear your throat and inch clear, this signals Scarlet to do whatever it is she plans, but it also draws the attention of the others. You can back peddle, but Jordyn begins talking to you directly.

You glance down and lock eyes with Scarlet. The corners of her lips are curled upward in a blatant smile. She winks and cocks her head, pointing at the others. Some stuttered words leave your mouth, and you look up at Jordyn. “What?”

Jordyn laughs somewhat awkwardly. “I asked how you slept last night? I haven’t spoken to anyone who has ever had a good first night in a cave system like this. It’s kind of creepy, you know?”

Scarlet uses all your talking as her chance to get your cock out. Fortunately, your conversation with Jordyn muffles the sound of Scarlet’s struggle just enough not to draw any kind of attention.

When you tell her you slept remarkably well, Jordyn smiles widely. “I guess you’re just a natural underground baby then, right?” You tell her you’re not from any of the shelters in the country. This starts another entire conversation, which Alexandra finds herself joining too. Meanwhile, Scarlet has her fingers wrapping around your penis.

You feel your face getting warm, and you try to keep yourself composed. Scarlet’s fingers tighten, squeezing your inches to life. Your fuck-stick is dry at first, but Scarlet rubs her tongue over your shaft, lubing you with her saliva.

Once your cock is wet enough, a crude handjob begins under the table. You exhale and brush your hair back. The risk is high, but you’ve done dangerous things before. You clear your throat, listening to the girls talking as you focus on the stimulation.

Whenever you’re brought to the spotlight, you chew on the insides of your mouth and lean into the table. Scarlet dials in on you, making you feel amazing. Sometimes, you're so focused on what is happening under the table you forget that you have eyes on you.

You cover up your pleasure by leaning back and stretching, moaning out a yawn. You move your legs and curl your toes. Scarlet never stops. You don’t know who says it, but one of your companions comments on you and asks if you want coffee.

Up and down…up and down… Scarlet jerks you off. Every couple of passes, you can feel her tongue go over your head, engulfing your glands before the spit slides down and softens the strokes, milking you closer to your orgasm. You move your legs again, this time spreading them further apart to allow Scarlet better access to your penis.

Jordyn gets up to leave, which startles you first, but you realize she’s getting up to get you coffee. You look at Alexandra and silently thank God she’s distracted with her food. Perhaps you could do the same? You try to eat, but it’s hard to know whether or not the food is good while your cock flexes in a pumping fist.

Scarlet keeps herself busy, trying to get a drink of her own. You fight the urge to shudder by rapidly chewing your food. Finally, you place down your fork and exhale with your eyes closed. “Are you feeling alright? You look exhausted right now.”

Underneath, Scarlet quickens her handjob. You feel more spit being applied and her other hand fumbling for your balls. This sudden increase of pleasure makes your knees bounce. You lurch and scoot closer to Scarlet. “Yeah, yeah… I’m fine. Just, you know, wow. Here we are. Working for the ARS, you know?”

Alexandra looks at you with an odd expression. You can’t read it, perhaps you would have been able to under better circumstances, but there’s no way right now. You say you have a slight headache, but nothing to worry about.

Jordyn returns and hands you your coffee, and you gingerly sip from the cup. Alexandra says something about coffee helping with pain relief. You heard that before, but that isn’t what’s on your mind. Just Scarlet and her naughty fingers as they please you.

The table continues where the conversation left off. You rest your forehead on your palm to mentally return to Scarlet. You can’t help but fidget your hips with her motions. Everything around you bleeds into your ears, but you’re able to dial in on the semi-wet handjob under the table.

Each pump feels better than the last, and it slowly becomes more intense. It conveys pleasure to your nerves and encourages your heart rate to race forward. Your cock grows, and your emotions twirl. Pleasure. Lust. Wrong desire and sex flood your head.

The twitches of your penis are met with hungry jerks and teasing lashing from her tongue, lapping up the precum that has leaked out during this entire affair of secret sex.

“So, how are you liking it so far?” Jordyn asks. You blink and look up at her. She looks innocent, but the answer she could get might be perverted. When you fail to answer, she gestures to the cup of your coffee. “

What words leave your mouth? You guess something good enough to be a proper response because Jordyn looks satisfied enough to stop bugging you. You shift your weight and push your hips out, gently fucking Scarlet’s fist. Then, as unsuspiciously as you can, you lean back and capture a look at Scarlet; a lewd flash of mischief goes to her blue eyes. Lewd bitch, you think to yourself as her hands slither along your penis.

The first around your cock tightens, and you jolt slightly. Jordyn perks when she sees your sudden jump and giggles. She has no idea about the pressure you’re feeling and the sexual relief that is spilling over your nerves. “Calm down, Warren. There’s plenty more where I got that from.”

Pass after pass after pass… Your mind spins. It is hard to come up with anything to say. You worry it is obvious but also don’t want Scarlet to stop. You could pull Scarlet from the spot she’s nestled between your legs and fuck her on the table. Yet another chat goes on the table. What’s it about? You don’t know and don’t care.

“Say, you were in Billings for a while, right?” Jordyn asks you, well, specifically the table. You poke at your food and slowly fork now lukewarm eggs into your mouth. Alexandra scoffs and says it was mostly you in Billings. You swallow nervously as you feel your tip rubbed and then sucked on a few seconds later.

You nod and list some of the things about it. However, thinking of Billings reminds you of your run-ins with not just Summer but also the strip club you visited. The fantastic sex and head you received all in one day. Not to mention the mind-blowing offer from Flora to “fool around.”

Despite being more interested in what’s happening underneath the table with your privates, you give in to your memories and throb into Scarlet’s mouth. Then, you just curl your toes and remain silent for a few awkward seconds, feeling Scarlet’s tongue and fingers push you into ecstasy. Then, when you realize you should answer, you notice everyone looking at you.

All you can do is look back. You feel your precum being lapped up and swallowed. When Scarlet pulls back, you can feel the pad of her thumb gently massaging your tip again, spreading her spit and the loose collections of precum. Your mind is lost in thought, and then you say something that worked well enough to reply to Jordyn’s question.

Thank God, after your weird reaction to Jordyn’s question, they again forget about you. Scarlet has kicked herself into overdrive, going faster! There’s no hint in either stopping or slowing down. You have to clear your throat to hide your grunt. It earns you no attention.

You can feel yourself losing ground. Have to be a good or bad thing, but you’re about to have your orgasm. Uneven breathing escapes your mouth. You can nearly mute the table and focus on the not-so-distant slurping of Scarlet’s handjob-turned-blowjob under the table now.

Scarlet gives extra attention to the head, making it even more challenging to hide the sounds you didn’t notice you made while getting sucked off. Through a fuzzy, sex-fueled mind, you open your eyes and blow all the air from your lungs as casually as you can. A small curse leaves with it. This grants a slight glance from Alexandra but no questions.

As soon as you feel your balls contracting, your grip on your fork almost bends the metal build of the tool. Your legs tense, and you shift your weight from one side to the other, giving Scarlet’s accompanying fist an unintentional twist, pleasuring you to your final second.

You reach under the table and pull on Scarlet’s hair, forcing her to deepthroat your cock so she can swallow every drop that is about to spill out.

“Oh, my fuck.” You look up at the table and see Alexandra and Jordyn looking at you. Your mind is racing, and your legs are shaking. Your spilling into Scarlet’s mouth with man-milk. “These freeze-dried eggs are so good. I’m so amazed that they are freeze-dried.”

Alexandra squints at you, looking somewhat disgusted that you bothered them to say something so stupid. Little that she knows, Scarlet is under the table, swallowing your cock and getting filled orally with a warm treat.

“Jordyn,” Alexandra says. “Let’s go somewhere else. I swear to you that the ARS usually hires better contractors. This one *was* better, but I don’t know anymore.”

Jordyn nods, giving you a wondrous look. Then, she glances down and makes another face. Does she know? Does she have any idea that you’re cumming right now? You fight the urge to slam your fist on the table as you feel Scarlet’s tongue swiping in all directions, collecting your cum.

With your orgasm subsided and the others have long gone, Scarlet puts you away nicely enough and crawls up beside you. She cleans the corners of her mouth with your napkin and cranes her neck. Her blue eyes glue to your tray before she takes it to eat your leftovers.

“I thought you were totally going to blow it for a second,” Scarlet snickers. “Well, I mean, you kind of blew it, but I meant it in like, another way, you know what I mean? Aw, your face is red!”

You’re still catching your breath. You place your forehead on the table and moan. “I thought you didn’t want to get caught. That could have been terrible if someone had seen. Plus, Jordyn thinks I’m an idiot now.”

“No one fucking cares about a contractor,” Scarlet says with her mouth full. “So, you want to look around for places to fuck tonight?”

“We’re staying another night?”

“Weren’t you listening to them? Snowstorm is rolled in. We’re staying for at least one more night, maybe two.”