Epilogue: Scarred for life

The cock was sticking right out of the hole, large and meaty and throbbing erect. You had no idea whose it was. So gross, so nasty, fuck. Your hand was busy between your thighs. Your skirt piled on the floor around your heels, and your new crotchless panties- a blazing pink string thong with two thin strings around your pussy. You were in a tiny booth at an adult bookstore.

You had not had a date for over a year since the incident. You had been asked out a few times too, but the answer was always a terse and immediate no. You didn't even chase that guy down. You just weren't ready to get back on the horse. Or something. You told yourself you were busy with work- which was true.

You masturbated to yourself being taken at the movie theater every night. You tried to imagine other things, sure, but late nights only lead you down stranger paths. Glory hole sites and other forms of weird and scary latex sex with dark masked figures. Even weird unrealistic porn where girls got stuck somewhere and helplessly got fucked. You had never searched 'creampie' before. Now you searched for it every day for hours. But it was never enough, never satisfying.

You turn around and without looking thrust back on the penis, plunging yourself to the hilt. He begins thrusting and within moments he's groaning and tapping on the wall. You had instructed the man to masturbate for several minutes before sticking himself through again. You press your ass hard into the wall helping him pump it all deep into you.

After he was done you slide him out of you, calmly take off your skirt, fold it up and hand it to the man through the hole. He grabs it and leaves. You stand there counting the seconds in a tight belly shirt feeling utterly horrified at what you jut did. You had parked you car three blocks away in a busy city center.

Just like before, tears well up in your eyes. Not out of fear and embarrassment, but at how sick and twisted you had become and what you needed to do now. Your pussy was on fire. As you feel the first sign of wetness pool out from between your legs you push open the door with excitement knowing hundred of people would see you and that when you got back to your car, you knew you would have the most explosive orgasm of your life.