Truth or Dare with Beth, Part 4

I put my clothes on and Beth packed up her things. She pulled on her skirt, leaving the strap on around her waist. I was definitely going to feel that thing back up my ass today. Dressed and ready to leave, we opened the door of the booth. As we made the walk to the front door of the store, every eye in the building was on us. They had all seen the purchase we made. I was sure they had all heard the noises coming from Beth. And quite frankly, I was surprised that we hadn’t had more “company” in the booths. As we walked by the front desk, the owner looked at us and gave the customary, “Be sure to come see us again” line that every worker said as a patron left their establishment. I looked up and saw a black man smiling at me. Was this the man I had just sucked off? If it was, then he wasn’t just hoping for a repeat purchase.

We walked out the door and down the street a few blocks until we found a bar that looked like what we were looking for. Beth made sure it had a rainbow sticker in the window, a symbol that it was “gay friendly,” and that it looked nice and clean, but not too upscale and proper.

“This looks perfect,” Beth said. “I’m thirsty. Let’s grab a beer!”

We walked in and took a seat in a booth along the wall. It was still pretty early and there were only about 8 or 9 other people in the place; all men. They all looked at us. I’m sure there was interest in some “new meat” and also a little surprise seeing a woman in a gay bar.

The bartender walked over to our table.

“Hi there, how are you two doing today?” he asked.

“Oh, we are very good today,” Beth responded. “How are you?”

“Good, good. Can I get you something to drink?”

“I’ll take a Coors Light, please,” answered Beth.

“And for you, cutie?” the man asked.

I was slightly taken aback, not used to have a guy call me the cute one between Beth and myself. “I’ll take the same, thanks,” I replied.

“Whatever you want,” he responded with a wink and walked away to grab our drinks.

“I think he likes you,” Beth teased me. “I bet you could go suck his dick like the one you did in the video booth. How was that, by the way? Did you enjoy it?”

“I enjoyed it,” I admitted. “It was different. Definitely not saying I will go seeking out guys to suck off after this, but it was pretty hot knowing I was pleasing someone else.”

The bartender returned with our beers, smiled at me again, and left. I chugged about half of my beer. Beth and I continued to talk about the weekend so far. How glad she was to have found the side of me that had these interests. How hot she felt being in control of me like this. Thankfully, she told me that she did still want to be on the receiving end of my dick and would be again before she left, but had a need to continue with our “arrangement” a little while longer.

The more we talked about sex, the hornier I again became. I was running my hand along her thigh, hoping to get to her pussy.

“I need you again,” she whispered in my ear.

“Great, let’s pay for our drinks and go grab a cab back to my place.”

“No,” she responded, “I need you now. Here!”

I started to protest, but before I could, Beth stood up, grabbed my hand and began to walk out of the booth. I followed behind her. When we got to the bathroom door she told me to check if the coast was clear. I opened the door and, sure enough, no one was in there. We walked into a stall and closed the door behind us.

“Undo your pants,” Beth commanded. As I did, she pulled the camera out of her bag and turned it on. “We are in the bathroom of a gay bar. I am going to suck Patrick’s dick a little bit and then dare him to bend over for my strap on. We will see where things take us from there.”

Beth sat the camera down on a shelf at the end of the stall hoping that it would capture a good amount of the action. She walked over in front of me and squatted down like a baseball catcher behind home plate. She looked up at me and slowly took off her shirt, exposing her little breasts that I liked so much. Then, still looking me in the eyes, she reached out, grabbed my dick and inserted it into her open mouth.

It felt so good. I always loved receiving a blowjob and Beth was doing a great job playing with my cock in her mouth. She was sliding my member in and out of her mouth, across her tongue. She was letting lots of saliva build up and it felt so wet and warm around my cock.

As she kept sucking, I felt her right hand move down and cup my balls. She squeezed, then caressed them, then rolled them in her palms. Then she moved her hand down and I felt a finger rub through my ass crack and it moved across my hole, eventually penetrating it. She continued fingering my ass and sucking my cock for a few more minutes.