Comply, but steal the phone.

The plan to pocket Taylor's phone may well work, you think, but not without doing her bidding. Come to think of it, what does she want from you?

"Alright." You say, ready to play along.

Stepping towards you and backing you up against the wall, Taylor's expression turns to one of impatience. Looking up at her you realize how things have paused awkwardly for a moment and you actually don't know what to do. You've never had a girlfriend or anything. All you can muster is a blank expression.

"Sheesh, Dougie. You really are a dumb perv aren't you." Taylor starts.

"Get on your knees."

You comply and slowly lower yourself onto the cold bathroom tile.

"Good. Now open your mouth."

You think back to yesterday when Chelsea pissed all over you then **** her cock in your mouth. The memory makes you shudder and as you look forward you see the bulge in Taylor's skirt sitting eye level with you.

"I said, open your mouth, Dougie." Taylor reminds you.

"I don't want to have to get rough like Taytay did the other day."

With that, you reluctantly open your mouth. All the while roaming hands of this chubby schoolgirl make their way down to her waist and eventually peel back the concealing layers of fabric. First the skirt lifts up, beneath, a pair of black panties stretch to contain the beast within. Next, a hand gropes down and Taylor's thick girthy cock finally pops over the top of her pantyline. The thing begins to rise and engorge right before your face. Big balls swing underneath with a heavy, swollen, countenance.

There's a sense of awe to the whole experience. Yesterday's events were but an ****, a barrage of humiliation and new experience. Today is different. You can fully appreciate the size and heft of the package being presented before you, at least, for a moment. After a few seconds it slides towards you. Forgetting that your mouth is agape and probably even moreso from your awestruck state, the big cockhead slips in. A warm sensation fills your mouth and a slippery salty liquid drops down onto your tongue. It's not piss like the other day but something different altogether. There's little time to think about it because two hands land on the back of your head and slide you forward. An uncomfortable stretching of your lips and jaw takes place while Taylor moans above you.

"Mmmmm. Don't worry Dougie. I told you I'd treat you real nice didn't I?"

"We can take it nice and slow." She says, drawing out the last word and sure enough, sliding her dick in and out at a sensual and moderate pace.

There's something captivating about Taylor's thick cock slipping warmly past your lips and down towards your throat. You can feel her hands on your head change from holding you down to gentle guidance.

"Mmmm, Whose a good boy?" Taylor asks.

With a mouthful of cock you let out some muffled but agreeable noises. She giggles in response and starts to speed up. It's at this point that you realize something, within Taylor's coat the corner glint of her phone pokes out from a lone interior pocket. You remember your plan and possible freedom. Looking up at Taylor you see her head is tilted back and she seems to be in some kind of ecstasy. The coast is clear.

For the last while your hands have been on your knees trying to steady yourself during the gentle fucking of your face. You reach one of them up towards the coat and the phone that lies within but at that moment Taylor looks down suddenly. The two of you lock eyes and you quickly place your hand on her leg to conceal your motives.

"Awww, Dougie. You're starting to like this aren't you?"

You nod to appease her, placing your other hand on her and holding her sides as if in some kind of embrace.

"You have a great mouth you know."

The thrusting speeds up and Taylor begins to fall into her lurid pleasure filled posture once again.

A new plan comes to mind and you purposefully begin to work your mouth around her cock. It's not easy because of how stretched your mouth is but Taylor seems to lean her head back with a loud moan.

"Oh, Dougie! More of that you little slut." She says.

You comply and your tongue instinctively begins to play on the underside of the hot thickness in your mouth. Taylor's head leans back again and you seize the opportunity, reaching up and grabbing the phone. As soon as you've got it you sneak it away into your jeans and grab back onto the chubby girl in hopes that she didn't notice. Looking up you see she isn't paying attention to you at all but instead has begun to lean an arm against the wall while moaning intensely. You speed up and begin to properly suck Taylor's cock in the girls washroom.

After some time Taylor begins to tremble. Her legs seem to take on a mild shaky quality and her one handed grip on your head grows stronger.

"Yes, yes, yes." She moans.

The heat in your mouth starts to increase and the girth does too. Then, while your mouth is practically as wide as it will go, Taylor's cock slams into the back of your throat. Panicking you try to pull away but her grip is too strong. A pulsing and throbbing sensation ripples out from her big dick while you struggle and a steamy hot goo begins to splurt down your throat. You continue to try to get away but the handhold is impossible to escape. Shot after shot of this liquid warms your body and you slowly find a strange and soothing reflex takes you. Gradually you give in to the experience and find it makes things easier. You instinctively hold Taylor's waist as she pumps more of her considerable load into your stomach.

"Ahhh.... Good boy, Dougie. Good boy."

Taylor pats you on the head, the pulses of her massive girlcock starting to lessen. She begins to withdraw her member slowly and pauses for a moment, keeping the head at your lips before squeezing her cock in a milking motion. A final deposit of cum lands on your palate that you might taste it. Not wanting to anger the girl you dutifully swallow and finally regain control of your mouth as she slides the monster out for good. The taste of her cum lingers.

"Phew." She says, taking her now deflating member and stowing it away under her skirt. Even flaccid that cock is massive and as you watch it being tucked away you can't help but wonder how she hides it all day.

"That was just what I needed, Dougie." She pats you on the head.

"I'll be sure to come get you again soon."

"Chels was right. You do make a good cocksucker."

With a smile and a wink she unlocks the door and heads out to the school at large.

You sit for a moment there, silently on the floor of the girls bathroom. Everything begins to dawn on you and you reach down to feel the stolen phone in your pocket. It's at that moment that you have a startling realization...