Rules 19 - Private Bathroom

Sage and Jeremy left the outdoor area and entered the restaurant. Sage's heels tapped against old tile floors well while Jeremy's eyes drifted between her smooth legs and the soiled floor mats they walked over. Waiters, busboys, and guests mulled through the Tuscan-inspired hallways, passing by the couple as they peered towards the private bathroom.

"Seems a little busier than I thought..." Jeremy said, pressing himself against the wall tightly.

"Getting second thoughts?" Sage asked playfully before leaning against his shoulder.

"What? No, it's just... well... it's going to be tricky with this many people coming and going."

"This is busy to you?" Sage asked making note of only a few guests within the dining room.

"Well, I mean... for what we're doing..." Jeremy's voice softened. Sage rubbed his arm with a smile.

"Jeremy, if you don't want to do this, we don't have to."

"Who said I didn't want to do this?" Jeremy asked defensively.

"You're sweating and hugging that wall like an undercover spy," Sage replied. The two shared a nervous laugh together.

"Fair point," Jeremy said, removing himself from the wall and taking a deep breath. Sage squeezed his hand.

"Just relax, this is going to go just fine," Sage assured.

"Well, the good news is the bathroom is out of site. That little corner in the hallway will make it easy for people to slip in one at a time... I'll just need to keep a lookout and ensure no one goes back there while you all pile in." Jeremy said. Sage was right, traffic was low, but there were still enough people to ensure their group wasn't the center of attention.

Even as his nerves crawled through his stomach, Jeremy knew there wouldn't be a better time to try something like this.

"I like this plan, I'll go back outside and let our friends know to enter one at a time. Each can make for the men's bathroom, and if the coast is clear, they'll slip into the private bathroom. It's foolproof."

"Until we get caught."

"If we get caught, we'll just bail, right?" Sage placed a hand on Jeremy's shoulder, he could see her lip trembling and smiled.

"And here you were acting like you weren't nervous," He said.

"Just make sure we don't get caught!" Sage whispered, before kissing him on the cheek and walking out towards the businessmen. They stood awkwardly, barely able to act casual as their eyes darted between guests and waiters. Their expressions changed to excitement as Sage approached. Jeremy watched her explain the plan. In a few brief moments, the group nodded in agreement, and Sage turned from them.

Jeremy watched as Sage disappeared down the bathroom hall, quickly followed by her fat admirer, George. A few minutes passed before Tim made a bolt towards the bathrooms next. Jeremy clenched his fists, transfixed on the group slipping into a play session. He became so focused on the group, that he didn't notice the waiter standing in front of him.

"I'm so sorry sir, have you been seated?" The waiter was in his thirties, with sunken eyes born from one too many late shifts. Jeremy felt his palms begin to sweat.

"Uh, what? Oh, no no I'm... I was just waiting," His words were slurred, he did his best to keep some level of composure.

"Oh, do you have a reservation?" The waiter looked outside in the direction Jeremy had been staring. Jeremy promptly stepped forward to block his view.

"No! No, I'm... I'm so sorry I'm waiting for my... date," Jeremy gulped, the waiter looked back at him.

"Date?"

"Y-yes, my date."

"Was she outside?"

"Well, no but..."

"Why are you waiting in the hallway?" The waiter's voice was level, more concerned than suspicious. Still, it felt like an interrogation all the same. Jeremy breathed a nervous laugh, he did his best to hide his shakes.

For fucks sake, why couldn't he keep it together? This was no different than a high-stakes meeting, yet here he was folding like an intern. The waiter slowly nodded his head somberly.

"Hey, I get it. You hope things will work out with a match, you say all the right things, act like a gentleman, and even then..." The waiter looked at him with sympathy. "You still don't know if they're going to ghost you."

"R-right..." Jeremy nodded along, watching as Linus, the last of the group, walked behind the waiter and towards the bathrooms.

That was it, they were in. Jeremy let out a sigh of relief.

"That's right bud, let it out. Don't let the tension get to you." The waiter punched his shoulder, snapping Jeremy back to the conversation.

"Huh, oh yeah, the nerves. They can really do a number."

"Just remember, you are valuable no matter what. You got that? It doesn't mean anything if she doesn't show up."

"Uh-huh, yeah, thanks listen I..."

"The last girl that stood me up nearly crushed me. We had been texting for nearly three months."

"That's great but... wait, you texted for three months?" Jeremy asked. The waiter slouched and shook his head.

"Three whole months. But guess what? I didn't let her get me down. Did I wait two hours at the table? Yeah, but then I enjoyed that meal all to myself."

"That's really great, look I really need to..."

"A good evening is a good evening. Don't let someone take that from you."

"I've got to shit," Jeremy said. The waiter and Jeremy stared at one another blankly.

"The nerves get to all of us differently..." The waiter said.

"They sure do," Jeremy replied. The waiter cleared his throat.

"Right, well... keep that chin up, alright?" The waiter held out his fist. Jeremy hesitantly pounded it.

"Right..." He turned before the waiter could respond and promptly made his way to the bathroom. He knocked on the private bathroom door softly, and heard the deadbolt unlock.

Jeremy's heart was racing, he hadn't had time to process what to expect on the other side of the door, but when he pushed it open and saw George standing over his wife, cock firmly shoved into her mouth, Jeremy was immediately entranced.

George's hand was on the back of her head, his pants hung around his knees as he thrusted forward irregularly, letting out strange whimpers as Sage moaned beneath him.

The door locked behind Jeremy, he turned to find Linus standing in the corner, who seemed to go out of his way to avoid eye contact. Hearing Sage let out a gasp, Jeremy looked and found that she had forcefully pulled her head away from George's small cock to take a deep breath. George's grip on the back of her head eased when she turned to look at Jeremy.

"Oh Honey, so glad you made it. Feel free to sit over there," Sage spoke with seductive confidence, pointing to the toilet directly adjacent to her and George. Jeremy did as he was told, taking a seat which gave him a perfect side view of the action. He felt his cock pushing against his pants as Sage gazed up at George.

"Can we... can we keep going?" George asked between heavy breaths. Sweat dripped off his brow, staining his dress shirt. Sage grabbed the base of his fat short cock and caressed his balls.

"Let's put on a good show for my husband, ok?" Sage said. George simply grunted in response, slamming his dick back into Sage's throat. She dug her nails into his thighs as her face slammed into his large stomach with each thrust.

Jeremy looked over to Tim and Linus, who both had their eyes glued on Sage, their faces a mix of arousal and nerves. Jeremy smirked, he couldn't help but relish in the fact that they were completely at Sage's mercy. Even if they wanted to leave, Jeremy knew they wouldn't. Like him, they were under her spell. Her moans, her curvy body, the way her hands crawled up George's stomach as she swallowed him whole -- it was too much for any man to resist.

They would stay, regardless of their hesitations. They would see if they too could get a chance with her, and Jeremy couldn't wait to see it.

George's face fucking session went on for a surprisingly long while. But eventually, George's pace slowed as his breathing grew heavier. Saliva dripped to the floor as Sage pulled her lips off his fat cock and slapped it against her face.

"Getting tired?" She asked. George let out a nervous laugh.

"It's... it's been a while... just need... a minute..." George wheezed and began to fondle one of Sage's breasts. She stood, and quickly slid out of her tight summer dress and underwear, leaving on only her high heels. She tossed the clothes to Jeremy with a smile.

"Hold that for me dear," Sage turned with a gentle sway, shoving her plump ass into George's groin while giving Tim a smile. George instinctively pawed at her ass cheeks with his meaty hands, pushing his wet cock between them with one of his thumbs while Sage beckoned Tim over. He nervously looked at Jeremy before laughing and stepping forward.

"I-I'm a little nervous," He blurted out. Sage began to undo his dress pants with gentle precision.

"Don't worry, you'll get into the swing of things soon enough," Sage assured him. She pulled Tim's pants down, revealing a finely groomed and surprisingly long cock. Sage's eyes widened, even flaccid, it was clear Tim was well endowed. She stroked him gently as she kissed the side of his member.

As Sage's lips touched Tim's cock, Jeremy watched George line up his tip with her pussy. Sage arched her back in response, and George immediately shoved his fat dick inside her. His hands dug into her thick ass cheeks, and the weight of his thrust pushed Sage forward. She moaned as his fat gut poured over her back. He was enveloping her with his mass, taking something that he would never had access to in any other circumstance. He salivated like a dog as he forcefully slammed himself into Sage, and her moans only encouraged him further.

"Oh my god, just like that," Sage said as she continued to tend to Tim, who was still semi-flaccid in her hands.

"I'm really sorry about this," Tim said. Sage grabbed a handful of his boney ass and pulled him closer.

"Nothing to be sorry about, this will actually make things a lot more fun for us," Sage parted her lips and licked the base of Tim's head before swallowing his entire length down her throat. Tim's head flung back and his body shivered. Sage's tongue swirled around the base of his shaft as she began to bob her head, matching George's rhythm as best she could.

The overhead lights caught Sage's perfectly curved body beautifully, and Jeremy watched as two random men spit roast his wife like a fuck toy. Sweat glistened on her olive skin, Sage's makeup began to run. The room filled with the echoes of two men desperately fucking a woman well beyond their reach. It wasn't a few minutes more before George let out a grunt and pulled Sage away from Tim.

"Oh fuck, holy fuck!" George swung her around like a doll, slamming her into Jeremy's lap before continuing to fuck Sage at a violent pace. Jeremy felt Sage's breasts push into his chest, he felt her breath on his neck as she was mercilessly pummeled under George's weight.

It was only then that reality began to sink in. That this complete stranger was fucking his wife raw. He watched as Sage's fat ass slammed into George over and over. His face was bright red. Sweat dripped off his nose, falling onto Sage's smooth back while he continued to ravage her.

"Oh my god! She's so tight! Your wife is so fucking tight! I can't believe you're letting me fuck her like this!" George's pace was quickening, his shirt completely drenched in sweat.

Sage grabbed onto Jeremy's neck for support, putting her forehead against his. Jeremy smelt the funk of cock on her breath, but kissed her deeply all the same. As they locked in a passionate kiss, Jeremy felt George slam into Sage with a final violent thrust.

"Fuck! I'm gonna..." George shuddered, he pressed himself fully into Sage. Jeremy's eyes darted to Sage's ass and George's gut. He watched as the man pushed into her several times, balls contracting with each final thrust. Sage continued to kiss Jeremy passionately, pushing her tongue into his mouth as George pushed into her.

A few more deep thrusts followed, and George let out a deep sigh of relief. It wasn't until his pace slowed that Sage parted lips from Jeremy and looked back at George. She and Jeremy both watched as George slowly pulled his short, stubby cock free from her wet pussy. Several spurts of cum shot into the air, landing on the back of Sage's thighs.

"Did... did you just cum inside me?" Sage asked.

George let out a nervous laugh and shrugged. "Sorry about that. But, you know, when you get a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you don't want to waste it."

Sage looked back at Jeremy, seemingly just as shocked as he was. A part of Jeremy wanted to berate George, but in truth, all he could see was visions of more men fucking her. It didn't matter to him who came inside her, it didn't matter that he could see cum dripping out of Sage's pussy onto the sticky tile floor. All that mattered was seeing how long Sage was going to let these men use her.

"Honey?" Sage asked devilishly. Jeremy smiled.

"Might as well keep going," He said. Sage kissed him deeply in response. She pulled away, biting his lip as she did so.

"Might as well," Sage's hands slid down to Jeremy's arms as she swayed her ass in the air. "Who's next?" She asked, keeping her eyes transfixed on Jeremy. Tim, surprisingly, stepped forward without hesitation. This time with a much larger, harder cock.

"I-I want to cum inside too," He said, quickly sticking his dick inside with one firm thrust. She threw her head back and moaned. Jeremy could feel her nails digging into his arms as Tim began thrusting into her rapidly.

He was like an animal, fueled by a primal hunger to impregnate his wife. He pounded into Sage as hard as his thin frame allowed. Jeremy could see Sage's back arching, he could hear the wet slapping sounds of her ass and thighs slamming against Tim, and with every thrust, his timidness was vanishing. He even managed to smirk at Jeremy as he reached for Sage's breasts and squeezed them tightly, before letting out a gasp and tensing.

"Oh shit, I'm cumming... I'm..." Tim moaned, pulling Sage off Jeremy and wrapping his arms around her waist as he continued to thrust inside her. He hugged her tightly, resting his head on her back as he made sure to fill her with every shot of cum he had. Sage ground her ass against him, allowing Tim his moment of ecstasy before gently pulling away and dropping to her knees.

"See? You caught on quick. Now, let me reward you." Sage wrapped her lips around his cock and slid his entire length into her mouth, making sure to clean his shaft thoroughly with her lips and tongue. Tim's body shuddered in response. He allowed Sage to work his cock over, before finally grabbing the back of her head and continuing to thrust eagerly. To Jeremy's surprise, Tim wasn't going flaccid. He was going to try and fuck her again.

It was more than Jeremy could take, he promptly unzipped his pants and began to play with himself. That appeared to be the queue George needed to jump back into the game.

"Looks like we're doing something right," George said, stepping towards Sage with a fully erect cock.

But before the group could get going once again, there was a knock on the door. Tim and Sage were too focused on one another to notice, but Jeremy and the other two businessmen immediately shot upright.

"Occupied!" Jeremy shouted.

There was no answer, but no one knocked again. Jeremy took a deep breath and returned his attention to Tim and Sage. They were fine, or at least, Jeremy didn't really care if they weren't. He wanted to see this gangbang go on as long as it could.

Tim continued to use Sage's mouth like a fuck sleeve, only stopping to fondle her breasts.

"Fuck, I wanna fuck those tits too," He said. Before he could continue his onslaught, George walked over to Tim and pushed him out of the way. His long, pulsing shaft slipped out of Sage's throat with a loud slurp.

"H-hey!" Tim shouted.

"You've had your fun! It's my turn again," George pulled Sage up off the floor and dragged her over to a bench resting by a frosted window. He sat down and began undoing his shirt. "Ride me right here until I cum." He demanded. Before Sage could reply, he shoved his fingers into her mouth and pulled her down onto his lap, thrusting his cock upwards as he did so. Obediently, Sage began grinding against George's cock.

"Yeah that's right," George laughed manically. He fondled every part of her body, he took every piece of her he could. He squeezed her ass and sucked on her tits roughly, eventually wrapping his arms around her waist while biting down on Sage's nipples.

Jeremy and Tim both stroked themselves as they watched the onslaught, and Jeremy felt himself nearly cum when George grabbed onto Sage's neck and squeezed.

"I'm going to cum in you again." He said, thrusting upward into Sage. "I want to make you fucking pregnant! I want you to have my kids and I want your husband to raise them!" Sage's head rolled back as George slammed her body down onto him. His stubby girth throbbed, and Jeremy watched a trickle of cum drip down George's ballsack.

"That's fucking right," George said. "You're fucking mine now, I'm going to fuck you until all you can think about is having my kids." He released Sage's neck, who took a deep breath as she collapsed onto his fat stomach.

She was a mess of sweat, ecstasy, and exhaustion, but her rest was short-lived. Tim wasted no time and pulled Sage off George. In somewhat of a stupor, Sage moved toward the bathroom sink and bent over for Tim, who began lining up his cock with her tight asshole.

"I wanna fuck your ass," He said. Jeremy opened his mouth to say something, but Tim was already pushing his tip past her tight entrance. Sage bit her lip but made no attempt to stop him. Her body tensed as his long cock forced itself deep inside her ass, prying her open without any warmup, lube, or compassion. But Sage didn't say no.

Tim's eyes widened as his cock breached her tight asshole, and he began to thrust half his length inside her.

"Oh my god, you're letting me do it! H-holy shit, I'm fucking her asshole!" Tim pounded himself deep inside Sage's ass, widening it with every thrust until he was able to fit his full length inside her.

Jeremy caught Sage's eyes in the mirror, through several pained expressions she smiled at him before closing her eyes as Tim powerfully thrust into her.

Jeremy's cocked throbbed, he was nearly ready to burst. Sage was going to let these men fuck her for as long as they wanted, and he was going to watch for as long as he could.

Tim plunged his shaft into Sage with a forceful and deep thrust, and his balls began to contract.

"This asshole is mine," He said. "I fucking... I made her asshole mine." Once again he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close as he came deep inside her. Sage arched and turned her head to look at him, staring into his eyes as he continued to cum deep inside her.

"You're a natural," Sage said gently. Tim laughed as his hands slid up to her breasts, giving them a tight squeeze as he thrust gently a few more times.

Slowly, Tim pulled his dick out of Sage's asshole. It gaped, and cum dripped to the floor. The room was silent. Filled with hot sweat and the smell of sex. Sage stepped away from the sink and looked over at George, who still sat on the bench in a stupor. Then, she turned her attention to Linus.

He still stood in the corner, arms folded, and while he did his best to feign disinterest, the bulge in his pants told otherwise. Sage's body glistened in sweat, accentuating her flawless form. With graceful strides, she stepped toward Linus, her high heels tapping against the floor with an alluring rhythm.

"Are you sure you don't want a turn?" Sage asked. Linus shook his head as his cheeks turned red.

"I'll pass. You're filled with two guys' cum..." He replied softly. Sage approached him and put a hand on his chest.