"Yes... really." I slip off my chair and I'm a little unsteady. He immediately stands himself and his arm is around my shoulders steadying me.
What a gentleman, I think to myself.
I lead the way, feeling his hand on the small of my back as he follows me.
The men's room is small.
Two small cubicles, standing side by side. I ignore the urinal. It doesn't inspire me and right now I need inspiration.
I move straight for the cubicle furthest from the door we've just entered. I open the cubicle door and beckon him in with a playful curling on my finger.
He comes willingly and the door closes behind him. Enclosing us in a small intimate place.
I feel, naughty.
My hand reaches back and pushes down the toilet seat cover so I can sit down easily.
My fingers reach forward and I quickly work on his belt and pants. The zipper moves easily and the pants fall to the ground. He doesn't seem to mind as they bunch up around his calves. I reach into the front of his boxers and pull out his already semi-hard penis. At my touch it seems to come alive. Hardening. I'm too eager to just finger him... my lips desperate to taste him. He groans softly. Clearly trying to control his verbal appreciation as my mouth closes over the tip of his cock. His hands thump against the sides of the cubicle as he holds himself steady. My tongue swirls, tasting him. He is musky, tangy, the slight taste of his sweat evident. I suck gently on his head, enjoying the smooth silky feel of it between my lips. I feel his shudder. My lips are sensitive to his every movement. I lick gently and continue to suck with a rhythm that he starts to match with a gentle insistent rocking of his hips. My licking meets the pearly drops of his pre-cum. The taste quickly obscured by my saliva, which speaks of my mounting desire to take more of him into me.
The sound of the door to the room opening makes me pause. We are frozen, afraid to make a sound. The cubicle door is jostled, and I almost laugh as I imagine how we look. Frozen like this, my mouth still clinging to the head of his cock. He doesn't go soft thankfully. My eyes glance down to the floor and I hear someone sitting in the cubicle next door. I also see the shoe peeking from underneath the wall separating us, your shoe. I remember going shopping with you to pick them out.
I shudder with desire. My hands reach for his ass and I slowly lower my mouth past his head taking in his shaft. He shudders, his quick intake of breath, the only sound he makes. This will not do. I start to suck on him urgently taking him deeper than I thought I could. My pussy is damp. I feel my panties absorbing my wetness. I can even smell my musky odour as I continue to suck and slurp on him. The sound is unbearably loud in the small space. He can't help himself. Overcome by my administrations. He thrusts himself into me, forcing his cock deeper. I try and relax, try and open myself to him. He is grunting now. I wonder if you can hear it. I moan around his cock feeling the soft fat head of him pressing urgently into the back of my throat. I suck and try to swallow. Unbelievably I feel him slide deeper. I struggle with it. My throat is constricting around him making him grimace with pleasure.
His hands are strong and firm around my head as he holds me in place. I groan around the thickness of him. I love to be held like this. He thrusts into me with increasing vigour and I let him take me. My cheeks hollowing out to try and pleasure him even more. He is panting loudly as he fucks my face. His hands warm and large around my head he is pulling me closer. I whimper around his tool as he suddenly plunges deeply. He is sliding himself into me. Bottoming out. His cock deep, so deep, choking me. His sweaty balls slap against my chin. I'm full of this cock, tasting him. His boxers pressed against my nose, his stomach hard against my forehead. He is coming. I whimper again, possibly adding to his ecstasy as his pumps his load straight down my throat.
His ass clenches beneath my hands where I hold myself steady. He pulls out of my throat and I cough on the slimy cum that even now spurts from the tip. I feel a hot splash against my tongue and happily another. I suck on the tip that he leaves still in my mouth. He shudders and lets out a deep moan as I suck out the last of his spendings. I lean back, my hair disheveled. I must seem blissfully happy to him because he grins cockily at me as he awkwardly reaches for his pants. So easily he is presentable again.
"Thanks darlin'..." he grins as he leaves the cubicle.
I hear the door to the room open and close. Soon after I hear the cubicle next to me vacated and the door before me opens. You look down at me.
Taking in my dishevelled appearance.
I smile and open my mouth to show you my prize. Your eyes are dark with lust as you take this in. Quickly you take his place in the cubicle shutting and locking the door behind you. You make short work of your own pants and I am again presented with a half naked man. Your cock is throbbing and hard as it strains out before you.
You bend to take up my legs. Holding them just behind my knees bringing them up roughly. I feel your hard cock jabbing at my thin cotton panties. You are rough and my eyes widen with surprise intermingled with desire. With a soft growl you use your knees to push me up higher. My back presses painfully against the tank behind me. One hand reaches down and you jerk the material to the side so that your throbbing cock can gain access to me.
My hot wet cunt gladly engulfs you as you plunge into me. I cry out once only to have your mouth cover mine. Your tongue thrusts into my mouth, tasting another man's cum. I hear your muffled moan of lust as you thrust your hips against mine. Thrusting so hard, so forcefully. My liquid heat evidence of my own lust. The sound of slickness and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. The intense scent of our sexual musky odour all this fills me. The sound of our coupling seems appallingly loud in the confined space.
Your mouth is on mine lapping and devouring. Sucking on my tongue as if you want to taste more of him. I reach down with my hand and pinch my clit... feeling the incredible wetness there. I rub desperately on myself even as I feel your cock rub against me, filling me deliciously. I cry out as I cum. It's incredible. Heat flushes my cheeks as I feel your arms around me, crushing my frame to your body as you muffle my inevitable throaty cries. Finally you feel me shudder as my body is released from such exquisite tension. With a sigh I feel you still hard and deep inside me.
Gently you lower me back to the seat. I feel your hard member slip out of me and instantly I can smell myself on your cock. Throbbing and glistening before me. I lap and suck and devour you. Cleaning you up with the same mouth that has just pleasured another. Finally you push me away.
"Later sweetness... our table is ready..." you grin at my pout of outrage. Painfully you put yourself away and I get some small satisfaction from knowing you are not exactly comfortable yourself. I hear the door open again and I'm suddenly mortified. Funny, isn't it after all I've just done. We are silent. Looking at each other. You're grinning at my look of shock. Someone is relieving them selves. It's taking a long time. I'm mortified. Finally he seems to finish and flushes. Then there is the sound of water running. I stand up. Pulling my skirt down and feeling my wet panties so cool and damp against my skin. I hope no one else can smell me. Finally the door closes and you unlock our cubicle. I rush towards the door and notice you're taking your time. Enjoying my embarrassment. Just as I think I'm home free the door opens and a man looks at me in surprise.
"Hi!" I laugh. He looks confused and checks the door.
"No... no... my mistake!" I giggle and quickly walk past him and into the ladies room next door. I groan as I make my way to the thankfully unused mirror and basin area. I'm surprised by my reflection. Not half as mussed up as I'd imagined. I quickly smooth my hair and rinse my face and wash my hands feeling MUCH better.
I walk out and see you wave to me from our table. I sit down blushing deep red as you watch me with that look of yours.
"You're incredible..." you whisper to me.
"Shut UP!" I laugh, grabbing a menu and burying my face in it as I try and make sense of the words before me. Your finger reaches up to pull down the menu and you look deep into my eyes.
"Really... you are... and I'm going to show you exactly how much I appreciate it later tonight." You promise. Your eyes are dark. My heart skips a beat and I smile back at you.
"I'm looking forward to it... I might even skip dessert tonight..." I grin happily.
