You and head off. She drives you around the back of a building in an industrial estate. She parks, then steps out of the car toward a non-descript heavy door. You follow, not sure where you are.
She wraps four times quickly on the door and it opens.
A massive, thick, Rugby-player looking man crammed into a dark suit with black tie opens the door.
His harsh expression melts, "Hiya, . We're ready for you."
The two of you enter the door and walk down the hall. The walls, ceiling and floor are all painted black.
The bouncer disappears from view down the hall and around a corner.
stops at the door to the men's toilet and pushes the door open and heads in. You follow, unsure where this is going.
She steps in to the rightmost toilet stall and beckons you forward.
Inside, she locks the stall door behind you, leans to your ear and whispers, "drop your trousers and boxers."
You look around, unsure, but decide to comply.
You quickly undo your trousers and they fall in a pool around your ankles, then your boxers which pile on top.
sits on the toilet and reaches out, taking your limp cock gently into her hand. She gently teases your balls with her fingernails, then leans forward and ever so gently runs her tongue across your cock. You're quickly fully erect.
She pulls her head back and points at the wall.
You turn and spot a hole in the stall wall at about waist high. Graffitti nearby reads "Insert Cock Here" with an arrow.
She points again.
You really don't like wher this is going, but decide to go along with it.
You tentatively press your cock through the hole. firmly but gently presses her hand against your ass, pushing you forward so that your cock is fully in the hole.
Instantly, your cock is engulfed by a hungry mouth. In the next stall, lips have wrapped around your lad and are pumping frantically up and down your shaft, its tongue joining in, running itself left to right as the anonymous mouth pistons up and down your cock.
strokes your ass gently with one hand, cupping your balls softly with the other.
The pistoning continues frantically and brings you to an explosive orgasm.
You can't tell for sure, but it seems as though the hidden mouth takes in your cum, as its rhythm isn't broken until after the last of your orgasm has passed. Then, it gently releases, letting your cock bob untouched through the hole.
You withdraw your lad from the hole and pull up your boxers and trousers, fixing yourself.
"Good. Let's go," says .
She stands up, unlocks the stall and leads you out.
You step out behind her and the stall door next to yours opens.
You recognise the man at once! It's Ken the copier repair man. He blushes and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling shyly.
What have you done...you're gobsmacked with the events...
But then Clarice walks out of the stall behind Ken.
"Don't worry, , it was me. Ken doesn't swing that way."
Everyone laughs at your confusion, then leads the group out of the toilet and back to the hallway. |