The Bartender's Secret Plug

The moment she slid onto the barstool, my cock twitched against my zipper. Elena was all sun-kissed legs and wicked green eyes, her sundress clinging to every curve after a day at the beach. The seaside hotel bar was quiet this late, just the crash of waves through the open windows and the low hum of the ceiling fans. I poured her a mojito without asking, already imagining what that full mouth would look like stretched around me.

"You look like trouble tonight, Elena," I said, sliding the drink across the polished wood. My name tag read "Marco." She took a slow sip, licking a stray drop of mint from her lip.

"Only if you're into it, bartender." Her voice was husky, teasing. "I've been watching you all week. The way you move behind this bar... makes a girl wonder what else those hands can do."

Heat surged through me. I leaned in, close enough to smell coconut oil on her skin. "Staff isn't supposed to fuck the guests. But for you? I'd break every rule."

Her laugh was low and dirty. She reached into her small purse and pulled out a sleek black butt plug, the base glittering with a pink jewel. "Bought this in the hotel shop today. Been wearing it since dinner... thinking about you sliding it in and out while you fuck me."

My dick went rock-hard instantly. "Jesus, Elena. Show me."

She didn't hesitate. Glancing once at the empty lounge, she turned on the stool, hiked her dress up over her juicy ass, and bent forward. No panties. Just the smooth curve of her cheeks and that shiny plug nestled tight between them. Her pussy was already glistening, shaved and swollen.

"Touch it," she whispered.

I reached over the bar, fingers tracing the warm metal base. She moaned softly as I gave it a gentle tug. The plug slipped out an inch then popped back in, stretching her tight ring. Her asshole clenched greedily around the thickest part.

"Fuck, you're soaked," I growled, dipping two fingers into her dripping pussy while I worked the plug in slow circles. "How long have you had this in your ass?"

"Two hours." Her breath hitched. "Every step made it rub inside me. I almost came in the elevator."

I couldn't wait anymore. I vaulted the bar, locked the side door, and pulled her into the shadowed corner where the liquor shelves hid us from the windows. She dropped to her knees on the thick rug, yanking my pants open. My thick cock sprang free, veins pulsing.

"God, it's bigger than I imagined," she breathed, then swallowed me down in one greedy motion. Wet sucking sounds filled the air as she deepthroated me, spit dripping down her chin. I gripped her hair, fucking her mouth with short thrusts while she moaned around my shaft.

"Enough." I pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over a low storage bench. Her dress bunched at her waist, that pink jewel winking at me. I eased the plug out slowly, watching her asshole gape then flutter closed. She whimpered.

"Put it back in while you fuck my pussy," she begged. "I want to feel full everywhere."

I slicked the plug with her own juices and pushed it back into her ass as I lined up my cock. One hard thrust and I buried myself balls-deep in her tight, dripping cunt. The plug made her pussy even snugger, pressing against me through the thin wall. Elena cried out, pushing back to take every inch.

"Oh fuck yes... Marco, harder!"

I pounded her fast, the bench creaking under us. Each thrust drove the butt plug deeper into her ass. Her juices ran down my balls. I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit in tight circles.

"You're such a dirty slut for this plug," I panted, spanking her ass cheek. The sound cracked through the bar. She clenched around me, pussy fluttering.

"Yes... I'm your slut. Don't stop, I'm gonna—"

Her orgasm hit hard. She shook, pussy gushing around my cock, asshole pulsing around the plug. I kept fucking her through it, slowing then speeding up again, changing angles until she was babbling.

I pulled out, removed the plug once more, and pressed my slick cockhead against her stretched asshole. "Can I?"

"Please," she gasped. "Fill my ass."

I sank into her slowly, inch by thick inch. The heat was insane. Once I was buried, I reached for the plug and eased it into her empty pussy. Double-stuffed, Elena went wild, rocking between the two intrusions.

"Harder, Marco! Fuck my ass while that thing stretches my cunt!"

I gave it to her, gripping her hips, slamming deep. The wet slap of skin mixed with her moans and the distant waves. Sweat slicked our bodies. I felt my balls tighten.

"I'm gonna cum," I warned.

"Inside me," she demanded. "Cum in my ass!"

I buried myself to the hilt and exploded, thick ropes of cum flooding her bowels. She came again right after, pussy squirting around the plug, soaking the rug. We stayed locked together, panting, trembling.

Finally I eased out, watching my cum leak from her well-fucked asshole. She turned, kissed me slow and deep, then slipped the plug back into her ass with a satisfied sigh.

"Same time tomorrow night?" she asked, straightening her dress like nothing happened.

I grinned, already getting hard again. "Bring a bigger one."