Taken By A Transwoman In A Bathroom

Taken by a Transwoman in a Public Bathroom

I couldn't explain what came over me. One moment, I was peacefully eating a burger at the mall food court. The next, I was ravenous--with a sexual appetite.

I couldn't tell you what triggered my desires, but the need to touch myself was so strong, so potent, that it had me scarfing down the rest of my burger, then making a beeline straight for the women's washroom. It wasn't going to be the most comfortable of places to touch myself (certainly not the most aromatic or sensual places), but it was the quickest spot I knew for privacy; otherwise, I'd have to endure the hour-long bus commute back home before I could relieve my needs.

I was so horny that I thought I could almost just rub one out right under the table, with a family of four next to me and an old creepy geezer on my other side...

Almost.

Luckily for me, there was no line in the bathroom when I stumbled in, a rarity since anyone who knows women knows how long we take in the bathroom. I headed straight for the last stall and shut the door behind me, stripping down my pants and panties so they hung from around my knees. I didn't really want to sit on the toilet while touching myself so I leaned against the wall instead, jutting out my hips to give my hand easy access to my pussy.

Oh

fuck

, the moment my fingers touched my little clit, I felt like I was coming home. My other hand automatically reached for my breast under my shirt, urgently pushing away the pad of my bra to cup my naked mound. I was burning up with this fire that threatened to ravage my entire body unless I put it out right that moment with a soaring climax. This was not the time to go slow and sensual; I urgently wanted to cum (maybe a few times) and then get the heck out of this public washroom. It didn't smell too bad, but it didn't exactly make me feel glamorous.

I was already wet, and my circles around my clit only made me wetter. I desperately wished I had my dildo with me so I could fill my aching pussy, but my thin fingers would have to suffice. Fuck, how deliciously my asshole clenched as I slipped my fingers into my soaking slit. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning out loud like a wanton whore from the sensation of being filled. My hips took on a life of their own as I humped my hand, pumping my fingers into my warm cunt.

Already, my inner thighs were beginning to tingle, heat spreading outwards from the centre of my sex. I was on the verge of a satisfying climax, I could tell. The pleasure built steadily as I ground into the palm of my hand, my other hand on my breast working my nipple overtime. I couldn't help myself; my head fell back against the wall as my mouth fell open, leaking out low whimpers into the open air.

I was so distracted by my urgent need to cum that I missed the sound of the main door opening and the soft padding of shoes through the room. All of a sudden, the door to my stall flew open, right as I was almost about to climax. My eyes opened wide, and I must have looked like a deer caught in the headlights, as I took in the woman standing just a few feet away from me. Her own mouth had fallen open as an apology died halfway on her lips, as she transformed from a woman embarrassed to have accidentally pushed open someone's stall door to a woman having caught someone in a naughty act.

Fuck

! What an awkward position to be caught in, with my pants around my knees and my hands in places they shouldn't be in public! I shook, partly from my building pleasure, as I hurriedly tried to get my pants up, blushing profusely.

"S-sorry," I stuttered out, sure my face was as red as a tomato. I could have sworn I'd locked my stall door... unless I'd been in such a rush that I hadn't checked it properly. How I wish I could go back in time now...

But, I never got my pants back up to my hips. Because, all of a sudden, the woman at the door was coming towards me, shutting the door behind her.

This time, making sure the stall door was locked properly.

My eyebrows furrowed as I tried to process what was happening. Why was she coming into the stall with me? Why was she blocking my only exit? Before I had time to get any words out, she was suddenly right there, her body heat like an oppressive blanket around me, as she hiked my tank top and bra right up to my neck and began groping my breasts with undeserved confidence for a stranger.

"Wha--?" I barely managed to get out before she was pushing me harder against the wall, her mouth descending onto one of my nipples. I squeaked, hands flying reflexively to push against her shoulders and get her off me, but she was stronger than she looked! Her hands drifted all over my tits and down over my flat torso, making my skin simultaneously crawl and heat up with a raging fire.

"I'm not a lesbian!" was somehow the first inane thing that I thought to yell out when I could finally find my voice. It was true though; I'd never been turned on by women and certainly had never been touched by one. This one right here was aggressively possessing my body, groping me like she owned me for some reason. I'd barely even been touched this roughly by a boy before.

I'd only had a moment to glimpse what she looked like in the haze of my panic and embarrassment, but she had a mane of flaming red curls and a lithe body with huge, bulging tits that practically burst from her frame like heavy balloons. She wasn't ugly by any means but also wasn't my type. Feeling her huge tits rock against my body as she roughly grabbed me made me feel butterflies of a variety I was gravely unfamiliar with. They practically spilled from her tank top, which seemed absurdly low and almost hilariously underprepared to house such heavy milkers. Every time they bounced against me, I felt almost like I was being pounded like dough by a boxer.

I tried to push her off again and squirm out of her grasp, but her grip was vice-like and she only forced me against the wall even harder, one of her hands dropping to between my legs. I squealed as her fingers found my dripping wet slit.

"Oh, fuck darling," the woman spoke into my tit, her wet lips trailing all over my mound, "you're so wet already."

Maybe it was because I had already been almost right on the edge of cumming when she'd barged in on me. For whatever reason, my pussy responded to her touch even though I didn't want her touching me anywhere. I was being aggressively violated by this complete and utter stranger, and my body was betraying me by not immediately rejecting her. I felt equal parts revulsion and arousal, and it was such a confusing mix that all I could do was start to silently cry and weakly beg her to stop. Humiliation welled up within me as tingles built up within my inner thighs, as the beginning of an intense orgasm began to flutter within my sex. I desperately wanted to cum--but not at the hands of this random woman.

"But you're so close to cumming," was all the woman said as her fingers pumped slowly into my tight cunt. "Hmmmm, baby girl, you smell delicious."

Oh,

fuck

. It always felt different when someone else's fingers were invading my sex rather than my own. While still uncomfortable, my body couldn't deny that this woman knew how to move her fingers. She expertly found my g-spot, stroking me with just the right amount of pressure, curling her fingers lightly into that most intimate part of me. Despite my protests, my back arched against the wall, unintentionally pressing my tits even harder into her face. She moaned into my chest, her mouth sucking at my plump flesh like a fish suckling for water.

"Fuck, darling, you have the perkiest little tits I've ever seen," she murmured like a drunk into my skin as her fingers continued to stroke me. The pad of her thumb came up then to my little clit and I was a goner. Despite trying to resist her touch, despite feeling violated, her touch was exactly what my body needed to explode. Within seconds, I was unable to stop myself from clutching her head to my chest, my hips bucking hard as my inner thighs pulsed up with such potent pleasure, my mouth falling open and swearing out my orgasmic bliss with reckless abandon. I even wanted to hook my legs around her, but couldn't because my pants at my knees were still keeping my legs trapped.

I shook and shattered, coming apart like a tree blowing about in a storm, and not once did she stop stroking me.

Fuck

, I hated to admit it, but she kept me unraveling for an embarrassingly long time, extending my orgasm past its normal limits. They just flowed from one to another to another, my body coming apart in the most delicious peaks and valleys, until finally, what felt like hours (but couldn't have been more than minutes or seconds) later, I collapsed against her, still shuddering from strong after-tremors.

"Oh, darling, your orgasms are so delicious. I just have to taste you."

What had she said? I couldn't really understand what was going on. I felt like I was suddenly underwater, so blissed out from cumming a ridiculous number of times, more than even I had ever made myself cum, that I wasn't even a part of this material Earth anymore. Vaguely, I felt myself being manipulated, my pants dragged down my legs and even off my feet, my sandals tossed to the side. My body was being led to sit on the closed toilet seat, my back pushed to lean back against the cistern, which in normal circumstances I would find gross.

But then I was gripping the woman's hair against my will as her mouth descended upon my pussy already slick with my juices and I was moaning out my pleasure like a drunken whore, back arching hard into the ceramic throne.

"Fuck!" I blurted out, my toes curling as my legs desperately searched for purchase against anything to ground myself through the explosive sensations. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been eaten out; had it always been this good and I'd just been missing out all this time? The woman unapologetically lapped at my cunt, lewdly wiping her tongue all over the folds of my pussy, swirling wetness everywhere. Her tongue smoothly pumped into my slit, making me feel unbearable things, and then moved to draw circles into my already pulsing clit.

Fuck

, the way I exploded off the seat! Oh my god, I felt so untangled in new, glorious ways. Every fiber in my being thrummed with energy as I unfolded for her, jerking against her face as I dissolved under her. Her hands held me down, pinning my hips to the seat as I flailed. She slurped up every last drop of my cum, moaning like she found me utterly delicious, muttering poetry into my cunt as she urged me to rock against her face, grip the sides of her head like my lifeline.

Then, without warning, she went to town on me again, liberally coating my cunt with endless amounts of slobber, flicking my hyper-sensitive clit with the very tip of her tongue. I was incapable of doing anything else than sob out my pleasure and rock my hips into her face like a heathen. All my resistance that I'd held onto crumbled away as pleasure took control of my brain, forcing me to be a slave to my own sexual demons. My pussy clenched again and again around her tongue whenever she darted it into my tight little hole, clutching whatever she was willing to give like it needed it, desperately thirsted for it.

At some point, the main door of the bathroom opened and a gaggle of girls click-clacked into the bathroom on their high heels. Immediately, a hand shoved up against my mouth, immediately cutting off my cries and whimpers as the woman eating me out shot warning looks up at me, indicating to me to be quiet if I didn't want to get caught. But, she really wasn't playing fair, because in the very same instant, she shoved a finger from her lower hand up into my tight little asshole. The way I shot up off the seat from this foreign invasion, twisting, trying to get away! I'd never been fingered in my asshole before, and while it was initially a little uncomfortable and painful, the moment she got into a rhythm, penetrating my little hole at the same time as she lapped at my melting pussy, I fell apart like putty in her hands. I tried desperately to keep quiet, letting her slip her fingers into my mouth to suck down on them in an effort to stay silent, but it was almost an impossible task. I still whimpered and choked on her fingers, spiralling in forbidden levels of orgasmic bliss. It was a good thing the women outside chattered like an angry gang of geese, exchanging the latest gossip; their background noise helped drown out my helpless cries, and they eventually exited the room, somehow none the wiser to what was going on mere feet away from them in the last locked stall.

This woman made me cum what felt like a hundred more times against her face, and it was a wonder I didn't suffocate her from the way I gripped her to me, rocking my clit with feral, reckless abandon against her lips and tongue. It felt like my abs were in constant workout from the way I constantly seized up against the seat, permanently glued to her face as I threw my head back and shuddered over and over again. I imagined if anyone saw this scene, they would see a rabid dog of a girl growling and crying over the insane levels of unparalleled pleasure I was constantly buffeted by, like unending waves of the ocean pummeling me into submission. I was so far gone that the moment the woman finally lifted her head up from my dripping cunt to breathe, I sobbed from the loss of her pressure against me.

"Shush, darling," she said, beginning to rise and unzip her pants. "There's still more to come."

Through the haze of my pleasure, I saw a dick pop out from her pants.

Wait--what? I was so out of it that it took me much longer than it should have to register that this woman did not have the natural anatomy of a woman. And by the time I processed that this woman had an actual live dick attached to her pelvis--no, not a strap-on dildo--, she was already bending over me to insert its thick girth right into my tight cunt.

"Fuck!" I sobbed out, already shaking from another beautiful orgasm as her dick penetrated me. My asshole clenched as I throbbed and fluttered around this new intrusion. My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water as I watched her nine-inch dick pump in and out of me, mind-bendingly slowly at first, creeping into my cunt inch by inch until I felt so impossibly full of her. With every inch that colonized my pussy, I gasped from the added pressure, the beautiful sensations of being ripped apart from the inside out. My poor little pussy throbbed around the thick circumference, leaking and coating it in fresh juices.

"Come on, pretty face," the woman said, driving her hips into me as she lifted up her own shirt. Gigantic tits fell forth from her bra as she pushed the cups down. "Grab my tits. I want to feel you anchor yourself to me as I fuck you."

My eyes widened as I took in her dark nipples peaking out from humongous mounds. They were several times bigger than my own small perky set. I had to admit, I was actually curious to see what another woman's tits felt like, especially ones as mountainous as hers. But I must have hesitated too long, because the woman grabbed my hands and latched them onto her bouncing mounds impatiently, squeezing my fingers to get me to grope her. She moaned like a slut in heat as I gingerly squeezed them, wondering at the new sensation.

"Come on, sweet cheeks, don't be shy." She pressed them closer to me as she drilled her dick into me, making my mouth fall open as I reveled in the pleasure she gave.

That was when she shoved her tits up into my face, growling needily that she needed me to suckle her like a baby cow. My eyes widened as her tits bunched up in my face, my mouth pinned to her hard nipples. Tentatively, feeling out of my depth and elements, I flicked my tongue out to circle her nipple, wondering if that would feel good. Her only answer was a harsh grunt, and then her hands fisting in my hair as she dragged me roughly against her.

Oh my god, how thoroughly I was used by this complete and total stranger! I didn't even know this woman's name, but already I was here on this crazy intimate basis with her. She rocked into my face, pinning me to her chest so that I couldn't even breathe. Smothered in her cleavage, it was all I could do to try and pump her tits with my hands, suck her nipples with the kind of fervor she seemed to be expecting, and ride the waves as she pounded into my little pussy. Over and over again, I shattered against her, my cries muffled into her chest as she made me see stars, constellations, the whole goddamn universe.

Vaguely, all throughout our fuck session, I did register the sound of the main door of the bathroom opening and closing multiple times. I couldn't entirely be sure that I'd been sufficiently quiet the entire time. But, now, I could hear the sound of a mother and a few of her crying, whining kids, her loud, angry complaint as she pounded on the door, making me jump. "You're disgusting in there! This is a public bathroom!"

In any other situation, I would have been embarrassed, blushing a dangerous beet red. Now? I was too far gone, too delirious in my pleasure and my need to give a crap. My response was only a series of obnoxious dissolving moans as the big-titted lady thrust urgently into me, jerking her hips almost sporadically now, grunting out her own pleasure as she--

Fuck, did she just cum in me?!

I gasped as her cum splashed all up in my pussy, staining every single one of my walls. She shot her load into me with such velocity that I could literally feel her cum hit the back of my cervix, coating the recesses of my abused little pussy with feral energy. I whimpered as she clutched me, grinding her hips into mine, shoving her breasts into my face, jerking hard against me as she roared out her climax. Apparently she didn't give a crap about the audience we had outside the door either.

"You are disgusting!" I heard the woman outside cry, ushering her screaming kids back out the door. "I'm calling security!"

So, I thought that would be the end of it. I couldn't even count the number of times I'd dissolved against the royal throne. But as I weakly tried to stand up and collect myself, the woman pulled her dick out of me--fuck, it was still standing at full mast, impressively long and thick, waving almost angrily at me like a flag pole--and promptly flipped me around so that my hands were gripping the cistern and I was bent over the toilet bowl, my ass against her hips.

Before I could do more than squeak out a protest, she shoved her giant dick through the tight puckering entrance of my asshole.

"Fuck!" I screamed, squirming against her, clawing at the cistern, trying to get away. But there was nowhere for me to go; there was only the wall for me to climb up, and she swiftly followed, pressing herself deeper and deeper inside my virgin ass.

"Please, stop!" I sobbed, feeling like I was being broken apart.

"It'll feel good in a minute," she grunted out, pushing me down by my lower back so she could dig another inch into me. I scrambled up against the wall and the toilet awkwardly, tears raking down my face as pain flared out through my ass. Fuck, why did some women like being taken in the ass?

"You're taking it so well," the woman said, soothing me, gathering my hair into a ponytail in one hair so she could yank me roughly back towards her. My screams cut off midway as she pulled my head back to rest against her shoulders, her free hand flying to my throat to choke me. I was speared like a kebab on her cock, my hands bracing hard against the wall trying to accept more and more of her thick girth into my tight little hole.

"Please," I managed to choke out, tears tracking off my chin and onto my chest now, "You're too big for me."