Update from Asha

Asha: Just dropped her to Bill

The message was quickly followed by a series of about twenty photos, showing Emily approaching the window of Bill's beat up ute, being greeted by him sliding his hand up her short skirt as she was **** to grab the truck for support. He then grabbed her top and used it to pull her down, exposing her breasts to the world as he did so, before making out with her, their tongues visible even from where Asha was taking the photos. Her bent position also exposed her pussy to whoever happened to drive by.

The last few photos showed her walk around to the passenger side and hop in.

Asha: Going to try to follow

Tom sat there impatiently for several minutes with no further messages from Asha. Feeling a little silly he eventually grabbed his sandwich and finished it off. Still not seeing a new message when he finished he dashed into the kitchen to drop his plate into the sink and wash his hands. He then ran back to the loungeroom to see his phone lighting up with a notification. He snatched it up and unlocked it with shaking hands to see another photo from Asha.

The photo appeared to have been taken from across the road from a dive bar, and showed Bill’s car parked out front. Bill and Emily were climbing out, Bill dressed in a dirty, old shirt and jeans, Emily’s outfit now fixed up to at least cover the small amount of her it was supposed to. Tom felt the blood drain from his face. There’s no way Emily would go out in public with Bill, right? What if they ran into someone they knew? Tom googled the name of the bar, and saw that it was only a fifteen minute drive away. It didn’t look like a place anyone he knew would go, but he still couldn’t help but picture Emily running into someone they both knew and chatting to them as Bill felt her up. She’d be moaning and panting the whole time as she tried to keep the conversation going. Eventually Bill would probably just grab her head and pull her in for a sloppy kiss, right in front of the shocked face of her friend.

Despite the intense feeling of embarrassment he would feel if their friends did find out, Tom’s cock was also incredibly hard at the thought. The shame of having his girlfriend publicly stolen by a fat old man with a way bigger cock than him only seemed to turn him on even more.

The ding of another photo roused him from his shameful daydreams. This one showed them walking towards the entrance, side by side, Bill’s hand grabbing Emily’s butt. Tom rubbed his cock through his pants at the sight of Bill lewdly claiming ownership of his incredibly attractive teenage girlfriend in public. They could not have looked like a stranger couple, his massive frame and old clothes, next to her athletic figure clad in her risque outfit.

The next photo showed that instead of heading straight into the bar, the mismatched couple stopped and embraced in a passionate kiss, Emily’s back pushed against the wall a metre away from the door. Tom distractedly undid his fly as he stared at his phone, trying to take in every detail of the image. He looked at Emily’s eyes closed in lust, Bill’s hand disappearing down between Emily’s legs, his other holding one of her hands against the wall above her head. When his eyes finally roamed over the rest of the photo Tom immediately saw the two scruffy looking men walking towards the door from the other side, only a few metres from where his girlfriend was getting groped and kissed by Bill. He groaned and his cock lurched as he imagined what it must look like to them. There was no way they didn’t think that Emily was some hooker that Bill had splurged on for the night.

Another photo arrived. It showed Bill and Emily still in the same position against the wall. Emily’s head was leant further back, her lips still locked with Bill’s. Her free hand was now placed on the forearm of the hand between her legs, as if trying to hold him back. However, she must not have been trying too hard, as her legs were now spread much wider. This had caused her skirt to rise up the short distance necessary to expose her pussy, showing that she had four of Bill’s fat fingers jammed up her leaking pussy.

The two men had stopped dead in their tracks and were eagerly watching the defilement of Tom’s girlfriend, mouths agape at the spectacle.

Tom couldn’t help himself and began jacking off as he stared at the photo of Emily acting way more sexual than she ever had with him, with a deplorable, ugly man more than three times her age, in public with an audience. His phone buzzed several more times before he finally scrolled down.

The next image showed Bill pulling back, looking down and grinned at Emily’s state, her eyes wide and looking up at him almost pleadingly, her skirt up around her hips, her pussy gaping open and thighs shiny with moisture.

She appeared to realise the two men, as the following photo showed her blushing and desperately pulling her skirt down, overshooting slightly and showing the top of her slit. Bill was grinning at the men, gleeful at having the incredibly sexy arm candy. One final photo showed Emily being dragged by Bill into the bar as she was still trying to get her skirt adjusted, the two men still watching on with mouths agape.

Asha: Sorry, that’s all I can get, I can’t head in without being spotted. Still haven’t seen them actually having sex, so we should probably keep waiting until I can get photos of that before you make a move, right?

Tom: Yeah, I think you’re right, no point jumping the gun

Asha: Ok, well I’ll let you know next time she messages me! :)