The Second Night
Sarah and I had headed out to the main drag to go bar hopping. At the second bar, Sarah had found a man and started talking to him. We finished our drinks, and the three of us headed out to the next bar. Sarah and the guy had started talking about Game of Thrones, and I was just sitting with them, listening. I looked around and the bar security guy was staring at me. I was slightly drunk and thought he must be keeping an eye on me so I smiled and kept looking around. A minute later I looked back around again and the security guy was still staring at me but this time when I caught his eye, he slid his eyes down from my face to my chest, then butt, then down my legs, and then back to my eyes. He licked his lips.
The security guy was a big beefy man, the kind with the biceps that look like they could lift people easily. Which he could, I later found out. Not the kind of beef I usually go for, but he was looking at me like a lion looks at prey and I do like men who are rough. Looking back at him, I dropped my hand down to my side and slid it up my thigh to the edge of my jean skirt and lifted it just a notch. He didn't need any more convincing. He immediately walked over to me.
I laughed and said, "You're too easy!"
He smiled and asked if I was easy, too.
I smiled back and replied, "I'm just in town for the beach."
He replied that if I wanted to see the beach, he'll show it to me. Before I knew it, he took my elbow and led me out of the bar and across the street, directly onto the beach.
He gestured, "Here it is."
I laughed when I realized the joke, and he leaned down close to my face. Even in my wedge heels the top of my head didn't go to the top of his shoulder. He was just a massive guy.
I smiled, "It's tough to see the beach with such a large man in front of me."
He replied, "Do you want to see how large I am?"
He put my hand on my dick. He was already rock hard.
Then he leaned down and kissed me, his other hand behind my head to hold me close in. He dropped his hand behind my back and the next thing I knew he had put both hands under my armpits. He suddenly lifted me into the air, straightening himself up. I gasped and grabbed his shoulders. He kept kissing me, just holding me in the air, legs dangling over the sand.
Then he put me down, grabbed my hand and sat down in the sand, pulling me down. He pushed me onto my back, not forcefully but more just with a self-assurance that I wanted him to. He slipped his hand under my skirt, quickly discovering that I didn't have any panties on. He moaned and started fingering my pussy. I was soaking wet. I was ready for him.
Then all of a sudden he looked up across the street at the bar, at someone yelling for Jack.
He said, "Stay here, I have to close the bar."
He went back across the street and started barking at people to get out of the bar. He kept one eye on me, the other eye making sure people left. One patron started for the back where the bathrooms are and I saw Jack stop him and turn him around and push him toward the door like he didn't have patience for that crap.
Then Jack shook the bartender's hand and came back over to the beach, where I was waiting. He pushed me onto my back again and kneeled down and started licking my clit, right on the beach across from the bar. Where anyone could see us. I had just started moaning when he quit. He stood up, pulled me up, took my hand.
"Let's go to my place," he said, and started walking, pulling me along.
I stopped for a second, pulled his hand back. I looked at him.
"I want to take videos of you fucking me and send them to my boyfriend," I said.
Jack stared at me, then made this low growling noise, gripped my hand harder and pulled me to his car, as if he was mad he had to actually waste time taking me somewhere.
We got to his car, a massive pickup truck with huge wheels. He opened the door for me and I lifted my leg to get in but I was too short and couldn't get in. I started laughing.
"Let me help you with that," Jack said.
Without waiting for a response from me, he lifted me up and unceremoniously dropped me down on the seat. I was so surprised, I kept laughing. He smiled and shook his head at me and then closed the door and went around to his door.
I asked, "You have condoms?"