My panties were getting so wet I could feel the cool dampness on my pussy as I squatted down in front of Glenn. I could swear that I could smell my arousal over the stench of the room. I could hear the glub, glub, glub, my mouth made as I increased the speed of my fellatio. I began rubbing my wet pussy through the thin gusset of my panties with my free hand, the hand with my wedding ring.
I heard Glenn begin to groan. I knew I was getting close. My eyes were closed and I concentrated on getting just a little more of his cock down my throat which each thrust. I felt Glenn's hands grab both sides of my head. I had to rest both of my hands on my thighs to keep from falling backward onto the filthy, piss-splashed floor.
As Glenn began rhythmically fucking my face, I heard the latch of the door open and someone step in and close the door behind him. Oh Shit! My heart began to pound harder in my chest. My clit began to swell and my cunt ached to be touched, but I didn't dare move my hands for fear of falling over.
Whoever just entered the room began to cup my breasts from behind. He had crouched down behind me. I felt his hot, beer scented breath on my cheek. He began to maul my tits as Glenn picked up the pace. I felt Glenn's cock begin to expand. He was big when erect, but now it seemed as if his cock was getting impossibly big. I had to force myself not to gag as he thrust harder and deeper into my throat. I was being face fucked! I was a slutty bathroom blow job whore being used! OH SHIT! I was so near – I needed to cum. I could feel it well up in my chest. I could feel my clit poking out of its hood, almost bursting!
The man mauling my breasts reached down between my outstretched legs. My cunt was on fire and the pouch of my panties was wringing wet. Ironically, I was embarrassed that he would find how wet my panties were! He roughly pushed aside the sticky fabric of my panties and his calloused hands searched for my clit. I felt Glenn starting to pulse in my mouth and prepared for a mouthful of hot sperm.
"UGGGGH," Glenn groaned as the first spurt of hot sticky cum shot into the back of my throat. I had to swallow or choke. I swallowed. A second pulse of sperm filled my mouth, this time more than the first. I felt a ring of spunk around my lips as Glenn again thrust his hot cock into my throat. It was then that the stranger found my clit and violently began pinching it.
AHHHHHHH! I came! I came like there was no tomorrow. It was like someone threw a switch in my brain. I actually thought I would not stop cumming. Glenn was still fucking my face but I was oblivious. I was so consumed with my orgasm that I didn't care what was happening to me. Glenn pulsed two more times over my face and pushed me backward into the man behind me. Then he roughly grabbed my hair and held me steady so that I stayed in my squatting position. I was so weak from cumming that I would have fallen had Glenn not held me steady by my hair. I felt the stranger roughly come round my front. A short thick hairy cock was thrust into my face. My mouth opened almost automatically. Again I was face fucked, this time by some faceless man who happened to be using the toilet.
His cock was salty and smelled like a locker room. I loved it! I began to cum again. I felt Glenn holding my head from the rear so that this faceless man could use my mouth as if it were a pussy. With his free hand he opened the buttons of my sundress, fished my tits out of my bra and beginning slapping them hard.
SLAP! SLAP! His hand stung. The strange cock was thrusting mindlessly into my mouth. My cunt ached. I was nothing but a dirty little married whore to these two men! I started to cry and cum and the same time. I felt as if I couldn't breathe. I was loosing control of my body. They physical stimulation was too much. The pain, the pleasure the humiliation, the degradation. I felt myself begin to pee on the floor. My pee splashed onto my feet and sandals.
The cock in my mouth, although thick, was nowhere near as large as Glenn's. His balls were banging against my chin with each stroke. I felt first one finger, then another in my cunt. Glenn was frigging me. Oh God. I was close to exhaustion, but I started cumming again. I began praying that the cock in my mouth would finally cum. I put my arms around the man's hairy ass and began shamelessly pulling him into my mouth, urging him to fuck it, to cum.
Finally, he groaned and let out a torrent of cum into my mouth. He seemed intent on pulling it out and spraying my face and tits. It was over. He had cum. My eyes were stinging with his hot spunk. I heard him zip up and leave the room. Glenn roughly pushed me back onto the grimy floor. The door slammed again.
I was alone! There I was, alone on the floor of the men's toilet at Rick's Roadhouse. My dress was open, my tits hanging obscenely over my bra; cum was all over my face, my hair my tits. My naked pussy was lying on the filthy floor. I was lying in my own piss. I stopped my sobbing. I let my body relax and began to realize how degraded I was, how slutty I looked lying on the bathroom floor. One man had already come in and used me. I was a slut - a whore. My body was available to any man who wanted it. I began to feel my clit swell again. Almost absentmindedly I began rubbing my pussy. What a filthy slut I was! I reveled in how slutty and disgusting I had become. I was almost hoping that a man would come in while I was masturbating myself on the floor of this filthy toilet.
To be continued.
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