A Tryst In The Cubical

Heya all! Just so everyone knows, this is gonna be a filthy romp through sexual debauchery, it's pretty full on right from the start, and a romance story this ain't! But if you enjoy people being slutty, horny, and sloppy, then you're in the right place!

This is a continuation from A Goonettes Day Out, (which in itself is a continuation from all my other works!) so if you haven't read that, I encourage you to do so, but if you wanna go face first and blind into this story, I salute you!

So, I hope you enjoy reading this filth as much as I like writing it, and as ever, drop me a comment or a message with any feedback, I wanna get better at writing this filthy fun!

Lucy was staring agog at her phone, cunt grease and cum-foam dripping from her wet sloppy goon hole. A nude, from Ishani.

'What the fuck!' Was her first coherent thought. Followed quickly by 'holy fuck!'

Followed about 30 seconds later by 'fuck yes!'

The idea that she'd get to eat her friends freshly fucked pussy just like her favourite porno-whorequeens, was lighting a fire in her chest. She needed to clean herself up and quickly!

She hurriedly texted Ishani back:

'Stay. Exact Lou wher U R xxxx'

She silently cursed her drunken thumbs but her mind was racing too much to really dwell on it.

She could hear Ishani's phone buzz in the stall next to her and thanked god she'd set her own to silent. Her friends snort of laughter at her message sent alittle quiver up her abdomen, the excited stomach-dropping feeling you get as the adrenalin kicks in. The thumping club music was reverberating through the walls and giving her some slight acoustic cover. Hurriedly she ran her hands over her sopping twat, flicking the mixture of girl-cum and jizz onto the floor.

What was left on her hand, she hungrily licked clean, eyes rolling at the salty, human taste. She pulled her bikini bottoms back up, the pink spandex folding neatly between the puffy lips of her pussy and pulling up into perfect camel-toe over her waxed crotch. Slowly opening her stall she then dashed to the sink, and caught sight of herself in the graffiti smeared mirror. She was a hot mess.

Her long ginger hair was slick with sweat, blue eyes ringed with mascara and eyeliner that was now running down her cheeks in a sexy-emo sort of way. Lip gloss was smeared over her top lip from making out with Jenny and Sarah, but her bottom lip had been washed clean by spit. Her crop-top that had at one time borne the slogan: 'Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll' (but now just read 'Sex' in big cum dripping letters) was plastered to her flat chest by the copious amounts of saliva that had dripped from her tongue during her recent gooning session. This did have the rather pleasing affect that her hard nipples stood out wonderfully under the thin fabric, which stopped just short of covering the bottom of her areoles.

Her mouth still tasted like spunk and cunt grease. 'Ishani is so going to notice that!' She though with a jolt. Hurriedly casting her eyes around until she found what she was looking for, a tall plastic cup of sparkling clear liquid, vodka tonic by the smell, with rather more vodka than tonic, it was that sort of club. Lucy said a quiet thank you under her breath to whoever had left this gift for her (the drinks owner was currently getting railed in a supply cupboard behind the bar after she'd offered to fuck the hot barman for a bottle of the expensive rum) and then necked half the cup, pausing only to gargle the potent liquid briefly before shivering as the alcohol hit her system and then teamed up with all the other booze she'd drank that night, and made her head spin like a horny merry-go-round.

She splashed the dregs over her non-existing tits for good measure, letting the cold liquid cascade over her in shimmering rivulets that made their way down her long legs and sparkled on her heeled boots.

Then she turned, rather unsteadily, to the door she knew her pants-drippingly attractive friend was behind, naked, and waiting for her.

...

What follows is a short interlude following the evening of Hanna Cartwright, 26, bottle blonde from South Wales, owner of a genuine pair of knock-off Louis Vitten 'shagadelic' platform heels, no less that 3 leopard print dildos, and a vodka soda, which has been long abandoned in the girls toilets.

"Oh fuck yes, fuck my wet fucking pussy boyo!" Screamed Hanna, confident the thumping music of the club was drowning out her little fuck session in the stock cupboard behind the bar. Pussy grease was trickling down her taught thighs, and dripping off the balls of the stocky barman who was fucking her from behind with his thick cock. Hanna had both hands on the wall, bent over so the barman, whose name was Jake, (not that she'd asked), could grab her shapely hips.

Jake was grunting as he pistoned into the gorgeous blonde before him, he wished he could see her face, stiff-filled lips glistening with pink gloss, pink eyeshadow over deep black eyeliner making her dark eyes sparkle. He was making do with looking at her ass however, that was stunningly heart shaped in her current pose. Her tight little asshole twitching as her cunt rippled around his shaft. Her leopard print mini skirt was up round her waist, the thin string that was technically marketed as a thong pulled to one side of her meaty mound and her 'bimbo-slut' branded boob-tube was down underneath her round tits. He slapped her ass, and was rewarded with a low moan as Hanna climaxed, her wet-silk cunt spasming on his prick.

As her orgasm subsided, Hanna wiped her brow.

"Fucking hell that felt good. Now, c'mon, fairs fair, let's get you finished off too!"

As she said this, she was sliding her pussy off Jakes stiff cock and dropping into a squat before him. His shiny grool coated dick was now level with her gloss pink lips.

Jake moaned in appreciation, wrapping his hands in her hair as her fake lips formed a perfect 'O' around his fuck meat. His eyes closed reflexively as she sank her throat over him, swallowing to massage his length and her tongue forcing its way out to lick his sweaty, pussy stained balls.

Hanna hummed happily as she took the hot salty cock down her throat with ease, she'd never had much of a gag reflex and what little there once was had been trained out of her by the innumerable blowjobs she'd given to boyfriends, friends and strangers over the years. She could feel the bar man's cock throbbing in her gullet as she swallowed around it, spit filling her mouth and dribbling out between her stiff-soft lips. With one hand she grabbed the man's balls, pushing them closer to her undulating tongue, and with the other she reached round to play with his ass hole, her soft fingers feeling for his twitching sphincter.

Jakes head was spinning, he was about to explode with pleasure, it was almost too much...almost. He felt the bimbos fingers toying with his ass, and that was the last straw, with a noise half way between a moan and a sigh he unloaded his hot jizz straight down her throat, liquid fire coursing through his shaft and exploding out of his cockhead. It felt like he was being drained, body and soul, as the fake lipped blonde infront of him swallowed every drop of cum he pumped into her.

Spent, Jake fell backwards against a shelf of bottles, sending some clattering. His cock wilting, shimmering with spit.

Hanna licked her lips contentedly, standing back up, she pulled her thong back into position, hoisted her boob tube back over her tits and smoothed down her skirt. In her heels she was just a tad taller than the barman, and so pressing herself against his chest and looking down at him she said "so then boyo, I've kept my end of the deal, how about yours?"

Grinning, Jake reached up and grabbed a bottle of expensive rum off the top shelf.

Hanna unceremoniously de-corked it, and took a long draught. It was like honey and gold in her mouth. She took another mouthful, grabbed the barman's face and kissed the liquor into his mouth, sharing a long, deep kiss as a follow up.

"Thanks for that, that'll do me right for the rest of the night that will" Hanna winked once more at the barman, trousers still round his ankles and turned into the darkness of the club, the bottle in one hand, and touching up her lipgloss with the other.

Jake slumped down amidst the mild carnage surrounding him and sighed happily. He might have to make some excuses come next stock check, but hell, this place was so tardily run, it would probably never be an issue.

...

Lucy took a deep breath and knocked on the cubical door. "Ishi?"

The door opened a crack and she slipped inside. Her crotch, already slick, instantly became dripping wet. Standing in the cubical, Ishani threw her arms onto Lucy's shoulders. She was completely naked, bar her black straps heels. Lucy could see every inch of her rich caramel skin, glistening with sweat in the heat of the club, her beautiful face, and long black hair, her fiery amber eyes burning in the neon gloom. The ruby in the middle of her forehead seemed to glow a sultry, burning scarlet.

"Kept me waiting Luce" she purred as her arms now slid around Lucy's neck, coiling up into her hair. Ishani's tits pressed against her own flat chest, and she could feel her friends dark nipples stiff against her skin. She shivered at the touch as Ishani slithered her whole body up against her, her brain rapidly shutting down, focusing only on the sensations of the moment. The fire in her pussy, the locked gaze of amber, the smell of alcohol on Ishani's breath, the taste of salt-sweat and booze in her own mouth, the sounds of bass through the walls, the touch of soft skin against soft skin.

"I...I-" Lucy began, but was cut off by a kiss. It was passionate and forceful, she couldn't have resisted even if she'd wanted to, her friends hands held an iron grip on her hair, holding her head in place as her tongue snaked into Lucy's willing mouth. She sucked Ishani's tongue, she tasted the liquor the girl had been drinking, she tasted the sweat from her skin, she tasted the spit. As Ishani's tongue withdrew, Lucy's followed, sliding into the other girls mouth to taste her first hand. Lucy's fingers with a mind of they're own were digging into Ishani's ass, squeezing and kneading it feeling the supple flesh roll under her grip.

They pulled apart, panting for air, a long strand of silver spittle twinkling in the void between their lips before gravity bowed it down and into oblivion.

They're eyes had never left each others face. Then in a heart beat, they tore at Lucy's clothes. Her top was whipped off over her head and discarded over the door. The pink bikini thong was roughly pulled down round her ankles and she stepped out of it, now only in her heels, Lucy was forced against the door again as Ishani kissed her, one hand in her hair, the other flicking across her dripping snatch. Lucy moaned into her friends mouth as the dark skinned girl played her fingers across Lucy's clit. Her legs felt like jelly, but she was pinned to the door. Her eyes started to roll as Ishani worked her clit feverishly. The room was spinning and all she could taste was spit and booze and sweat. Her hands were on Ishani's tits, groping her ass, sliding over her skin feeling her satin form, her mouth was full of Ishani's tongue, her nose full of the smell of the girls sweat and arousal. Ishani's fingers slid over her clit again, and her mind went blank.

...

Lucy grunted like animal, low and primal, spasmed in Ishani's grip and then squirted hot pussy juice over her hand, splashing her legs with the sizzling cunt grease.

"Oh fuck!" Cried Ishani in a haze of lust, "fucking cum for me girl!"

She continued playing with Lucy's clit as the red head gushed again, soaking Ishani's thigh with sparking droplets. When she looked back up at Lucy's face, she saw her friends eyes rolled back, tongue lolling mindlessly from her mouth, saliva falling in sticky ropes onto her chest. Ishani brought her pussy lubed fingers up and places them in Lucy's mouth, the gooned out ginger sucked them on reflex, pink tongue lapping between Ishani's digits, swallowing the length of her fingers into the back of her throat, still glassy eyes and with a faint smile. Ishani's own cunt was soaking. Her pussy, not long since fucked by the guy they'd met on the beach, was desperate for some more action.

"You okay Luce?" She asked, not taking her fingers from Lucy's throat. The other girl didn't focus on her, but smiled and nodded, swallowing around her fingers. Ishani pulled her hand back, and Lucy coughed, a thick ball of frothy spit filling her mouth, which she happily brought to her lips and started to blow sticky spit bubbles with. They popped into slimy stands of drool that rolled down her body.

Ishani bit her lip as she watched her cum-drunk friend dribble contently. She ran her hand over Lucy's chest, gathering the spit between her fingers and then brought it over Lucy's petty face, letting long sparkling tendrils fall and decorate her friend in a cobweb of saliva and throat slime.

"I'm gonna enjoy playing with you" she whispered into the red-heads ear, slowly pushing her down the door.

Lucy's legs folded into the perfect squatting pose, exposing her gorgeous, waxed goonhole, which was, as usual, dripping wet, and brought her face in-line with Ishani's glorious cunt. She was blessed with long beautiful folds of labia, slick and shimmering under a thin, well maintained landing strip of coal black pubes. Some part of Lucy's brain recognised what was going on, and fired off just enough neurones to make her press her face into Ishani's pussy and start licking. After that it was all instinct, Lucy held her friends ass and legs as she ate her cunt, sucking on her pussy lips and lapping hungrily at her clit. Ishani was in ecstasy, holding the gingers head against her sopping twat, feeling Lucy's tongue parting her lips, tasting her pink fuck hole and then rippling over her clit.

In what little remained of Lucy's conscious mind, the fact that she was eating the pussy that was getting fucked and filled with cum mere minutes before finally registered. She wished there was still a thick load of spunk she could tongue out of her beautiful friend but the knowledge that she'd used that second-hand load to jill her clit in the stall next door was thrilling in and of itself. Her fuck hole was leaking thick strands of grool onto the wet bathroom floor as she lapped hungrily at Ishani's gorgeous crotch. She hummed and moaned and her fingers started to play with the pink diamond butt plug in her friends ass.

Ishani moaned low at this and tensed, holding Lucy's face tighter to her, bucking her wet snatch against the redheads tongue. Grinding her pubis into Lucy's face, coating her mouth in cunt grease.

"Fuck that's it Luce! Just there! Fuck, fuck you're gonna make me cum!" Her grip tightened in Lucy's hair, pulling it taught against her scalp, eliciting a gasp from the licking girl.

"Fuck yes!" Ishani hissed, "just like that, good girl, good girl! Ahhhh!"

With Lucy playing with her butt plug and sucking her aching clit, Ishani came. It ran through her body like quicksilver, liquid and sharp, leaving a warm body-static in its wake. She fell backwards against a wall panting, running her hands over her body, feeling the sweat slick skin, pulling on her dark nipples. As her orgasm subsided, she looked down at her friend. Lucy was squatting, legs splayed, bald pussy dripping, eyes rolled back, tongue out in a classic ahegoa face, lips glistening with Ishani's fuck lube. It was such a hot sight.

"You like that?" Ishani purred, rubbing her crotch at the sight of her glassy eyed friend. "You like being my good little girl?"

Lucy nodded, her higher brain functions had yet to fully reboot, but on a base level her brain knew it needed to keep the sexy filth coming, and if the previous session in the stall was anything to go by, ishani was pure, sexy filth.

"Say it!" Ishani's fingers were working herself faster now.

Lucy looked perplexed as her gooned out head grappled with having to work out how to speak. Her eyes started to refocus. She knew she needed to concentrate.

The sight swam into focus, she was looking up at her her friend, face level with her crotch, Ishani's long fingers jilling her clit in languid circles, causing her meaty labia to quiver. The smell of pussy was overwhelming and her mouth could taste nothing else. As she looked further up she saw Ishani's beautifully teardrop shaped tits. Hard nipples almost in silhouette against the neon light of the toilets. And then she met her friends amber gaze looking down at her with barely controlled lust.

"I... I like..." it was a monumental effort for Lucy to hammer the words together, her attention pulled to the wet cunt-folds inches from her face. "I like been a good girl" she managed, a small rivulet of drool running down her chin from the corner of her mouth.

"Who's?" Ishani whispered harshly.

Lucy's face snapped back up to meet her domineering friend.

"Yours! I like being your good little girl!"

"Good" hissed Ishani as another, smaller, climax blossomed.

When it had passed she slid her slick, shiny finger into Lucy's drool hole and smiled as the red head licked them clean. Then she bent over, her long black hair falling around their faces and kissed Lucy deeply, there was a raw, sexual passion to it, lips and tongues met over and over wet and hot. Ishani could taste her own juices on Lucy's face. She gabbed Lucy's jaw, holding it open, revelling in the way the girls tongue unrolled automatically. Then slowly gathering a wad of thick saliva, she purses her lips over Lucy's mouth and drooled a long slimy strand into the girls open spit-holder.

Lucy was holding on to her conscious mind with pussy greased fingertips. As the saliva, thick and heavy in her mouth, pooled at the top of her throat she felt like she could cum unaided. Her hands were gripping Ishani's thighs, her snatch leaking incessantly. She was so horny. Hornier than perhaps she'd ever been whilst not completely gooned out.

Ishani kept drooling, silvery liquid filling Lucy's open mouth, if felt like she should be completely full, ready to spill over at the slightest movement. Then, after a final frothy ball of white bubbles fell from between her dark lips, Ishani, stroked her face and said "swallow".

Lucy gulped, feeling the thick spit-slime slide down her throat and fill her stomach. It tasted faintly of alcohol.

Her brain fizzled around the edges. Her vision swam and more cunt-grool dripped from her twat. There was still more in her mouth, and as she swallowed again and again she felt the top of Ishani's foot press into her pussy. With that, Lucy's brain went dark as she ground her soaking crotch over the straps of Ishani's heels and the top of the arch of her foot.

Ishani looked down at her submissive red-headed friend, now grinding her clit on Ishani's painted toes, and smiled, it was a smile of debauched intention that promised to bring pleasure to all involved.

She reached into her bag that had been placed on the cistern and pulled out her phone, all the wile wiggling her toes in Lucy's fuck-slime. As her friend grunted, humping her foot more vigorously, she found the contact she was looking for.

Her text read:

'Get back in here. Same stall. Now.

Three dots instantly appeared, before the answer came:

'On my way'

Below her, Lucy grunted gutturally, and sprayed her girl-cum over Ishani's foot.

The door to the wider bathroom opened, letting in the reverberating sounds of bass for a moment, then it was dulled again.

Then there was a knock on the cubical door.