Maggie's Blackmail Begins Ch. 5 (Patreon)

Naked, three orgasms in a row, sitting on a disgusting laundromat bathroom floor just finished having my third orgasm of the day. Was this really the person I had become? I knew I had dirty depraved fantasies and have done some pretty slutty things. Losing my virginity at a glory hole, letting a man my father’s age use me, the streaking, the vibrator, all the sex, and being exposed on a live stream. The worse of it all, my body kept craving more and more, I was becoming an addict.

“Come on magpie, cars packed and we have a few more stops, let’s stop for some lunch first though, I’m starving,” Mr. Robin yelled from the other side of the door.

I got up the best I could, after three orgasms, it felt like I just did a track meet and killed my legs in the process. I made my way over to the toilet using some paper to wipe all the wetness off of my thighs and then to the sink to clean up the best I could. When I finally looked like I wasn’t a complete mess, I put on my dress and finally was back out in public.

“You were in there a while, everything ok.”

“Yeah, just the ride on the washing machine, got my stomach upset, but I’m fine now.”

That seemed believable, most people sitting a while on a bouncy machine might get a tummy ache, better than saying that it made me horny and I needed a moment to finger myself to satisfy my desire or else go crazy with lust. On the way out I finally saw an old man sitting at the front counter who wasn’t there before and as we walked out, he gave me the oddest smile and winked at me as we left. I tried not to think much of it and just focused on making my way back to the car without any more incidents.

When we finally got back to the car, it felt like things finally seemed to be going my way. The door opened, I sat down normally, the ac was on, but then there was a beeping.

“Damn, I didn’t close the trunk properly, could you get that for me, princess?”

“Sure, I’ll be right back.”

I guess I spoke too soon, but he probably just didn’t shut the trunk hard enough. When I got back there, I could clearly see the trunk was not shut and when I opened it up, one of the bags was blocking the latch. I tried pushing it in but this trunk was, kind of packed and had to put what little bodyweight into moving it deeper in. I bent over and shoved it in as hard as I could causing a good portion of my upper body to lodge into the trunk and bend over rather awkwardly into it.

Honk! Honk! A car horn from behind startled me as I was pulling myself out of the trunk causing me to bang my head. I didn’t see where the honk came from but I hoped I didn’t just flash a whole bunch of people. Before I closed the trunk, I made sure to check my dress that it was all properly together and slammed it shut making my way rather annoyed back into the passenger side.

“I know a great place for lunch and it isn’t far away, my treat for helping this old man out for the day.”

It was a short drive, or at least I think so, I was still in my head wondering if how I was acting was ok. I mean, should I have been, what was so different about now than what I did a few months ago. It took me a while to figure out what was bothering me, but it finally hit me. I was around people who knew me, people who would always be around me, and a reputation in a place I couldn’t run away from because it was right at my front doorstep. This was my neighbor who knew me since I was baby, what could he possibly think if he knew the truth, would he tell my parents? The people in Georgia, I was probably never going to see ever again, but here, unless my parents moved, which I doubt they ever would, I could never run away from my home.

“We are here, it’s not very fancy, but the food is amazing, it’s a real game-changer.”

It was a little dive bar, but nothing I wasn’t used to, I’m not really that spoiled. Everything was high tops which got me a little worried, with this skirt being so short along with my short legs. The curse of being a part of the shortie squad. Uncle Jim was gentleman enough to get my seat, pulling it out allowing me to sit but clumsily pushed it forward making me spread my legs to balance as I felt like was about to fall forward.

“Thank you,” I said awkwardly with a smile, smoothing out my skirt and trying to keep my legs together.

My luck couldn’t have been worse sitting on the most awkward stool in the world. It was like the swivel had a mind of its own and I could barely touch the footrests on it. To touch them I had to open my legs just enough that if someone was looking at the right angle, they’d see I wasn’t wearing any panties. I tried to just keep my legs closed but as it swiveled, I could feel the skirt start to hike its way up my legs. I went with the least of the two evils hoping that no one would be looking under the table. I spread my legs just as far as I needed to with my toes barely touching the bar to stop the spinning menace. I had a very minimal amount of cover if any.

“Here are your menus,” our server came out of nowhere, “I’m Tyler, I’ll be your server for today,” he said with a big smile.

Tyler was kind of cute, not really my type though, looked like your typical college frat boy. Short spikey brown hair, really good shape, maybe 5’10 give or take an inch. He gave us some rolled up silverware which seemed kind of fancy for this kind of establishment and I took that opportunity to put the napkin on my lap hoping it would cover me.

Things were kind of quiet at our table, I guess because both of us were just looking for what we were going to eat. I wasn’t really that hungry, my stomach was still kind of spinning, either from the adrenaline going down from everything happening, the three orgasms I just recently had in a row or the anxiety of this chair exposing me somehow. I went with my go-to of chicken tenders and fries at a bar like this.

“I think I’m going to have a burger and a beer, a juicy piece of meat sounds really good right now, doesn’t it magpie?” Uncle Jim finally spoke up.

“It does, Uncle Jim, but my stomach is still a little upset, I think I’ll just have some chicken tenders and a coke please.”

“Just got to take those menus from you and I’ll get those orders in right away,” Tyler said rather chipper but at the same time giving me this flirtatious look.

As I was handing him my menu, it slipped out of my fingers and with both of us going to catch it the napkin slipped off of my lap and onto the floor. I quickly started to get down off of the stool, one leg on the ground and one now fully on the footrest when Tyler squatted down to get it, his head now inches from my open skirt. My legs practically spread out in front of him, my skirt baring it all from his angle, I tried to get back up into my seat but it was too late, on his way back up after grabbing my napkin his head came up and he was looking directly at my exposed pussy. I couldn’t tell if it was my imagination or not but I could almost feel his breath between my thighs.

I didn’t know what to say, I felt like a deer in the headlights, I didn’t know how he was going to react or what he was going to say next, I prayed he didn’t mention anything in front of Uncle Jim. All I saw was his eyes go from up my skirt to my face with a devilish smile on his and back down to my pussy as he stood back up holding my napkin.

“Here you go Ms.,” he said handing me my napkin, “do I know you from somewhere, you look really familiar.”

“No, idea, I live close by, maybe you’ve seen me around,” I said not even able to look him in the eye now, blushing red with embarrassment as I reached out to take the napkin from his hand.

“Well, let me get these orders in and I’ll try to remember where I’ve seen you before, I never forget a pretty face,” Tyler said walking away.

“He seemed like a nice guy, maybe boyfriend material,” Uncle Jim said trying to sound fatherly.

“No, no, no, I am not going there,” I said back still embarrassed.

“Does my innocent, pure, little niece already have a special boy in her life to fulfill all of her needs?”

With the word innocent, I pictured myself back in that store naked on John’s desk getting eaten out. The word pure made me remember the feeling of groups of men covering me with cum as people watched it live streaming on a webcam. 

“Far from it,” I mumbled to myself.

“What was that Maggie?”

“Far from it, Uncle Jim, no boyfriend here, in fact, I doubt guys really notice me at all.”

“Our server seemed to notice you,” he said playfully nudging my arm, “don’t sell yourself short, you’re turning into a beautiful young woman, any guy would be lucky.”

For a while the conversation was actually pretty routine, talking about the last days of school, my plans for college, how my friends are doing, what I’ve been doing with myself lately, the normal teen stuff, not sex stuff. I felt kind of normal and started actually having a little bit of fun, well, until the food arrived. 

“Bathroom, 15 minutes, be there, princess” was written on the paper in the food basket, just under some chicken tenders along with a little smiley face.

I managed to get a few bites of food but the fear was making it hard to eat. I guess my picking at my food didn’t go noticed because the look on Uncle Jim’s face seemed that of concern. I looked at the clock on the wall realizing how fast 15 minutes went by and got up off of the stool. The whole time forgetting how much I may had been exposing myself, more concerned about what was about to happen.

“I just need to use the restroom really quickly,” I said feeling rather embarrassed.

“Don’t worry, take your time, hopefully, you’ll feel better afterward,” the concern in his voice.

If he only knew the real reason I was going back there, the tone of his voice may have been different. I made my way to the restroom in the back and before I even made it to the door, Tyler was there waiting for me.

“Come with me,” he said grabbing my hand and pulling me into the men’s restroom.

“Please, I’m sorry, it was a dare, I never usually do this kind of thing,” pleading and hoping he would just let me go.

He pulled out his phone and showed me a picture, it was me smiling, completely naked, standing outside the store in Georgia. It was a picture Danny must have taken after I had gone to pick up the food for the “event”.

“This is you right?” he said knowing the answer to that question.

All I could do was blush yet again and nod, there was no denying it, the picture was clearly me. How did I come to the one restaurant in all of Orlando that someone would not only know what I’ve done but have a picture? How many people saw what I did?

“Let’s make this really easy, do what I tell you and I won’t go out there and show this to your sugar daddy.”

“He’s my…uncle, not my sugar daddy,” I said grossed out at the thought.

“Oh, keeping it in the family I see,” the cute chipper server now sounding more like a douche bag frat boy, “now hand over the dress, it’s nothing I haven’t seen already.”

“Please, I have to get back before he notices I’m gone too long.”

“You’re the one making it take longer than it has to be.”

I undid the tie at the back of my neck, turned the dress around to undo the buttons, the whole time Tyler watching me intently with a smile on his face. There was something more embarrassing about stripping in front of someone rather than just being naked. I handed him the dress and he pointed down to my feet.

“Are you serious,” looking up at him rather annoyed.

He just snapped his fingers and pointed back down at my feet. I took my sandals off and handed them to him, the floor feeling cold and grimy under my toes, disgusting. He pulled me into the large handicap stall in the back of the restroom and hung my dress up on the hook of the door.

“On your knees, slut.”

To think this was the second bathroom floor I was on today. Tyler shut and locked the stall door as I got down on my knees looking up knowing exactly what to expect. The sound of his zipper being pulled down was clear and I watched as he pulled out his long hard cock.

“You know exactly what to do, don’t you?”

I got up onto my knees, the hard tile surface hurting them as I put my weight on them to reach his cock with my mouth. I started by licking around the head but remembering the lack of time immediately started forcing it as far down my mouth and throat I could, sucking on its length and running my tongue along the bottom. If I was going to do this, I was going to make it quick.

“Wow immediately, mmmm, jumping right in there, mmmm, like a good little cock sucker huh?”

I tried to ignore him, stroking the base of his cock with my right hand while running my mouth over the length of rest, in and out, in and out, deep throating it the best that I could. With all the practice, I had a few months ago, you’d think I was a pro but with so long not doing it, I guess every skill gets rusty, even giving head. Sometimes I would take it so fast that I would gag as it entered my throat which would cause him to laugh between moans.

“Stand up cunt.”

I was rather confused as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and grabbed my arm helping me to stand like I was a little girl. I guess with my size and looks, I’ve always been treated like that, but now in a really perverse way. He pushed me towards the toilet and bent me over, my hands managing to push against the wall just in time giving me a very unsexy view of the dirty toilet under me.

“I’ve been imagining this ever since I saw your little video.”

I didn’t get long to think about what he had just said before I felt him enter me and to my shame, I was already wet. Georgia was my choice, I went there, I knew what was coming, this was something else, but it was starting to feel so good, memories of when I first got fucked coming back to me. Oh, I missed the feeling of a long, hard cock inside of me.

“Ahh, mmmm, mmph, mmph, mmph…” I heard the sounds but couldn’t believe they were coming out of me; I was moaning like a whore! My body was betraying me, enjoying every second of it.

“Not so loud, we have company,” Tyler bent over whispering into my ear.

I didn’t even realize that someone had walked into the restroom and when I looked to the stall next to ours, I saw shoes and clamped a hand over my mouth. That didn’t stop Tyler from fucking me harder, it was like a game to him, it felt like he didn’t care if we got caught, but he knew I certainly did. I prayed whoever it was couldn’t hear the sounds I was making or the wet noises of my pussy as I was being fucked.

Tyler reached around me and started groping at my tits, tweaking and twisting on my nipples with his left hand while his other hand found its way to my throat. I had only really read about getting choked during sex but this was the first time ever experiencing it. It was scary and arousing at the same time as he squeezed my neck and pulled me towards him arching my back, I was close to cumming and I think so was he. 

He moved my hand out of the way and replaced it with his own that was once around my throat, clamping his hand over my mouth and then inserting a finger into it. I knew what he wanted and I started sucking on it like it was another cock having its way with me. I started twirling my tongue around it making sure he felt my enthusiasm by how hard I was sucking. Just when I was about to cum, he pulled out and spun me around holding onto the back of my head, pulled me face-first to his cock entering my mouth, and shoving his cock down my throat. 

“Unf! Unf! Unf!” Tyler grunted as I felt his cock start throbbing in my mouth, I could feel the cum starting to flow, shooting his load straight into my stomach.

He held me in place for a few moments as his cock slowly started to soften in my mouth and when my heart finally slowed and I was able to hear something other than the beating in my ears, I heard the sound of urine splashing into the toilet in the stall next to us followed by the usually accompanied zipper being pulled up and a toilet flushing. The image of my sluttiness dawned on me, here I was, naked on the bathroom floor of a sports bar, with some guy’s cock in my mouth I just met, while someone else was peeing in the stall next to us not knowing what was going on feet away from him.

When he finally let go of me, my thighs finally gave out and my butt landed on the floor, my back touching the cold dirty toilet behind me. I could hear the faucet running in the bathroom, the man was thankfully washing his hands before going back into the restaurant, I don’t know why that thought came to my mind.

“Spread your legs for me princess,” Tyler mouthed at me, trying not to be heard.

I opened up my legs and looked at him to see his phone in his hand pointing at me. I didn’t try to cover up because I already knew he had more than that and thought that one more couldn’t be any worse.

“Does the little princes want to cum?”

“Please, I was so close when you pulled out, can I please cum?”

Tyler turned around and grabbed my dress off of the hook and tossed it to me, I guess I got my answer.

“Sorry, you took too long and I got to get back to work, maybe next time when you come back,” he unlatched the door and walked out, not even giving me time to dress before he did.

I quickly got the dress on as fast as I could, buttoning up and retying the strap behind my neck again and then realizing he took my sandals with him. I ran quickly after him to get them back and saw him over at our table and the sandals on the floor in front of the stool. Looking under the table, I realized the shoes Uncle Jim was wearing and that they had been the same shoes of the man peeing in the stall next to us. I had just been a complete slut with my childhood family friend feet away from me. Right after he was telling me how pure and innocent, he thought I was, I felt more like a whore now than I did a moment ago.

“There you are magpie, I hope you don’t mind, but I had the rest of your food wrapped up while you were away, I hope you are feeling better.”

I tried to discretely get my sandals back on and get back up into the stool, sitting like I was before.

“Would you two like any desserts or anything, even something to take home with you?” Tyler offered, pulling a small menu out of his back pocket and putting it on the table.

“I don’t think so, Maggie doesn’t seem to be that hungry and we have some errands to run.”

Tyler bent over the table placing the menu in front of my Uncle Jim, “I know but my manager makes us go over it anyway, to try to at least look like we’re selling something.”

“Ok, gives us the pitch, let’s see if you get our interest,” my uncle responded enthusiastically.

Still bent over, I felt Tyler place a hand on my leg and slowly start making his way up towards my thigh, pushing my skirt up as he went. All the time both men at the table looking down at the menu while Tyler explained the different desserts.

“I’m a personal fan of your basic brownie sundae,” his fingers inches away from my pussy, my skirt completely at my waist, “it’s cold and hot at the same time,” his finger tracing its way up my slit just slightly penetrating it, “the cherry is my favorite part,” his finger pushed roughly inside of me, “but sometimes I can go without it if not available.”

“Sounds good, but I think we’re good, right magpie?” Uncle Jim said looking over at me.

“Yeah, I think we’re….good, nothing…for me…” I gasped before I could finish as the finger was pulled out of me, the tip of his finger flicking my clit on the way out.

“Just a check it seems Tyler.”

“Let me go get that for you, Sir.” Tyler walked away and once out of Uncle Jim’s view he turned around bringing the finger he just had in me to his mouth giving it a good lick.

I heard the front door to the bar open and immediately fixed my skirt realizing that I was naked from the waist down, on show for anyone who had just come in if they had noticed. He had ignited my arousal again and I hated him for it. There was no way I could sneak off to the bathroom again, it would be too suspicious.

We finally got the check and settled up what we owed, grabbing my food as well on the way out. A giant grin on Tyler’s face as I got up out of the stool and we headed out the door. 

“Come join us again,” Tyler yelled as we exited.

Just as we were getting back to the car, I tripped, feeling one of the straps break on my right sandal. They were pretty old, but couldn’t believe my luck that it had to happen now of all times.

“Hey, what’s wrong kiddo, you ok? Didn’t have too much to drink, did you?” he said trying to be funny.

“No, one of the straps on my sandal broke.”

“Hey, how about you drive, I know this day has been a little bit of bad luck for you and maybe that'll help turn things around.”

“I don’t know, I don’t have my wallet remember and this is a very nice car.”

“We aren’t going that far, let’s head down to the shoe store close by, get you some sandals and then finish up the last of the errands.”

I couldn’t turn down a new pair of sandals, and his car was really nice…

“Ok,” I said rather too excitedly running around to the driver's side of the car, getting in and throwing my sandals and food into the back seat.

Uncle Jim walked over to the passenger seat, sitting down and lowering the backrest and moving the seat back as well to give him more legroom.

“I always wanted to be chauffeured by a pretty young woman, just program the GPS and it should take us right there.”

He gave me the address and it wasn’t so hard to work the GPS, a few buttons presses, a search and away we went.

“It should be about a 30ish minute drive actually, I think I’m going to take a little nap and let you enjoy the drive without some overbearing adult watching you.”

I saw him close his eyes, maybe the beer had a stronger effect on him than I thought, letting me drive, taking a nap, not noticing what was going on at the table. God, my pussy was on fire wanting attention, at the first red light, I reached behind me into the take out bag and grabbed some of the napkins I saw in there and sneakily put them up in my skirt and sat on them. I needed to cum so badly and with my passenger, pretty much out of it I had an idea and didn’t want to leave wet stains on the back of my skirt or his fancy leather seats.

“Uncle Jim you awake,” I said quietly to see if he would wake up.

The light turned green, but heading towards the next intersection we hit another red light, thankful in my mind as I reached under my skirt and started toying with my pussy. Damn that asshole Tyler, getting me so wet and not letting me finish. I could still taste his cock on my tongue and although I was holding a lot of resentment for him the thought still turned me on. I was getting close again when the light turned green and I had to start going.

“Dammit,” I mumbled under my breath as we went through two green lights and I prayed the third would stop us.

To my prayers answered, the light was red and my hand immediately went back under my dress rubbing my clit with passion, I didn’t know how long this light was going to last. I looked to my left to see a car stopped next to us, and immediately pulled my hand from my pussy. I realized he wasn’t paying attention though and seemed to be too busy in the middle of some intense call when the light turned green and he started going and obviously I had to start as well.

I made sure to drive a bit slower now, more of a chance of hitting the light and if I was lucky the car next to us would drive through leaving me all alone to do my thing. It didn’t happen, but since he was far enough away from me and driving a car with a similar height, I doubt he could see what my hand was doing. Unfortunately, every time I got close, the light would turn green and I’d have to start driving again. After a few more lights the guy finally turned off and I was driving solo on the road again.

We were getting close to our destination and I was worried the GPS was going to wake up Uncle Jim before I got the chance to finally cum. I had a few more lights to go and I knew if this was going to happen, it was going to be now and I knew what I had to do. I made sure Uncle Jim was still sound asleep.

“ZzZzzZZzzz,” he was actually snoring.

The next light I flipped up my skirt and just started rubbing my clit, the fear of being caught adding to the excitement and intensity. My uncle could wake up at any moment and a car could stop next to me, which thankfully there didn’t seem to be anyone around. I was on the verge of another orgasm when the light turned green, I felt like the traffic system was purposely messing with me. As I was driving, I kept rubbing my clit, with my skirt still above my waist. I was driving rather slowly as a few cars passed by me, I doubt they saw anything.

I made sure that I was hitting this final light and I was going to cum. I stopped at the light and took my hand off the wheel and started massaging my tits through my thin dress, shoving two fingers into my pussy, thrusting so fast and hard like I needed this orgasm to live. I closed my eyes and pictured Tyler’s big cock sliding in and out of me instead, fucking me in the bathroom, making me beg for his cum to shoot inside of me. 

“Bro, bro, bro, you got to see this shit,” I could barely hear someone yelling outside.

I pushed my fingers in as deep as I could as I started to pinch my hard nipples through the thin fabric, I was so close, I was going to cum. My back arched off of the seat as I bit my lip trying to stay as quiet as I could but it hit me so hard, my mouth opened and it took all my will to silently scream as I came.

Honk! Honk! I opened my eyes startled, my Uncle was still asleep, the light had turned green and next to us. Oh my god next to us were two red neck guys in a pick-up truck both hanging out the window, looking down in my car whistling and hooting. I started driving again, it seemed embarrassment was the theme of the day, their truck hauling ass pass us honking as I made the turn into the shopping center. As I parked the car the GPS made a ding-dong sound.

“You are at your destination,” she said rather loudly over the speakers.

I noticed the condition of my skirt just as my uncle was waking up and threw it back over my legs as fast as I could.

“Yawn, are we there? That was fast,” he said putting his seatback to its upright position, “what’s that smell, it smells really good?”

“It must be my leftovers in the backseat, they are starting to smell really good.”

“No, it smells like your soap from home, maybe you are just leaving your scent all over my new car,” he said as he got out.

After he closed the door, I took a few sniffs and realized that his car was starting to smell like my pussy and blushed. I reached down to get the napkins out of my skirt and felt that they were soaked, thank god I put them there or else it would have been my skirt and seat and how was I going to explain that. I crumbled them up and just threw it all into the bag with my leftovers and got out of the car handing Uncle Jim his keys.

“Ok, let’s go get my niece some shoes.”

“Sounds good,” I said trying to fake a smile feeling some of my juices start to dribble down my inner thighs.