Chapter 77 by DimUse92

What happens in the bathroom?

Finishing business and nourishing the vegan

Mona slams the door of the secluded bathroom with you inside watching her carefully. Your erection never fades during all this. You examine yourself in the bathroom mirror and see the large tent erected in your pants. The Swimsuit Appeal perk had made it appear like you had a football, an American one, hidden in your trunks.

“You owe me,” Mona growls. Her face remains as red as before. Her eyes dart between your eyes and your crotch.

Her hands begin unbuttoning your shirt and stroke your bare chest like she desperately searching the surface of your skin with the tips of her fingertips.

“What’s goin-“ Mona puts a hand over your mouth before you could finish, staring at you in annoyance.

“No offense Matty, but I’m going to need you to not talk or do and say any of that wishy-washy shit while I fuck you. Just sit back and shut up.” Her voice was cold and distant but sharp as a razor.

Mona places a hand on your chest and pushes you forward. You feel yourself stumbling backward and hit the back of your heel on the toilet base. She reaches behind you to close the toilet lid. You sense her barehand brush against your body. Her lips find yours and then part when she lightly shoves you onto the toilet seat with forceful push with her palms in the middle of your chest, which sends you stumbling back onto the seat.

14:31 – Mona’s lust has increased by 10 – She wants to fuck you

14:31 – Mona’s lust is in overdrive

“You think you can just leave me back there yesterday and today like this and not finish the job?” Mona snarls and unbutton the top button of your pants and rips it off excitedly like an impatient child opening a Christmas present and pulls it down, leaving it dangling on your feet at the base of the toilet seat. “I fucking heard you and Jenna yesterday fooling around after you finished torturing me in here, and now you are trying to give it to the new girl. That’s really fair to me Matty, you little man-slut.”

“I didn-“

Mona was wearing a teal bathing suit wrap cover covering a teal-colored bikini. She takes it off and shimmies out of it to bury the damp bikini inside of your mouth interrupting your intention to clarify that you didn’t fuck Jenna last night as if it mattered to her or yourself. The aroma of the musk of the garment in your mouth freezes you in place and makes you more erect and unable to speak.

“No talk.” Mona smiles and taps you lightly on the cheek with her hands before she moves down. She gets on her knees before you.

Mona stares at the prize before her, the large tent underneath your boxer briefs like a mountain she had to climb. She moves the waistband down towards your lower thighs. It springs out like a pop-up book which causes her to lick her lips.

“Oh my. Big boy, aren’t we?” She asks you while exploring the shaft with her hands in curiosity and desire.

Mona's head sways forward. Her tongue flickers at the tip of the eyes of your penis. You squirm in your seat which causes her to look delighted in her provocation of your pleasure and torment. Her tongue then traces in a line down your shaft where she begins to take one of your balls in her mouth and cups it into her mouth while your shaft eclipses her small face. After popping the spheres of man meat into her mouth and then releasing it, Mona runs her tongue back up to the top and swallows the tip of your member into her mouth, her small hands holding the base of the shaft. Her head begins to bob up and down on it. Wet noises from her mouth and tongue sloshing on your cock. The sound of your panting through the fabric of the bikini that was socketed in your mouth fills the enclosed room. Wetness starts to run down the peak of your cock and lines the shaft and base with a mix of her saliva and your precum. All the while, her head moves vertically in rhythmic motions staring at you with her doe blue eyes and the mischievous little minx look Mona always gave someone when she knew she had them in right where she wanted them, under her control.

You rest your head on the tank of the toilet behind you and place your hands on the back of her head, petting her, while her head moves up-and-down. Your cock moves further into her wet mouth as she moves her head inward. You could hear her struggle to take it deep causing her to make gagging noises before coming back up for air.

Finally, you felt relief from Mona's oral teasing as she parted from between your legs and got up off her knees. Her little pink lips were glistening with wetness. First near her mouth where wetness was round her pink lips and skin around it and on her chin and then wetness that glistens on her puffy pink lips below between her loins just underneath her trimmed brown bush. Mona comes forward to straddles you. You help her with one of your hands around the back of her knee and the other on your shaft, guiding it in her. Your hands shift towards her ass and cup them, and then her hips started rocking. At that point, you spit the bikini out of your mouth and lean back on the seat. She rest her hands on your shoulder while she rides you.

Sounds of smacking flesh and two lovers panting filled the bathroom backed by the music of her light moans and the sound of the ventilation system. Mona’s face contorts to make it appear as if she’s in pain in one moment and rapture in the next. Her head tilts up. She closes her eyes as if she was praying while panting soft and pained “yeahs,” and her orange-sized breasts bounce up and down with her body’s fervent movement nearly swelling out and escaping her teal bikini top. You grab handfuls of her backside flesh and grip the malleable meat in your hands. You help her spring off of your lap and then settle back down. Every so often, she looks down and examines with fever eyes your cock entering her and then contorts her mouth in a deep frown where the corner of her mouth nearly falls down off her face and bites her lower lips and moan “oh fuck,” and you could feel her fingers dig into your shoulders.

Mona grinds herself against you in slow rocking motions as you move your head down towards her heart. Your hands cup her breast over the top of her teal bikini, feeding them into your mouth. You suck on supple flesh, which she returns with a moan. You run your mouth up towards her neck and nuzzle her. She reciprocates with kisses on the side of your face. Her mouth begins nibbling on your ears. Your nose brush and you stare at each other in intensity for a small moment and she laps your face and mouth and sucks on your tongue, now grinding slowly on you. She finishes with one long brushstroke of her tongue over your cheeks like an artist signing their painting with the last stroke. Her hips continue the dance on your laps. Your hands reach below her to cup her ass and help her keep her hips coming into you with hard forceful motions on your dick. Her breathing becomes rapid during this time, and she makes hiccup-like moans and grits her teeth. Quickening her pace with hurried and rigid strokes, she brings you to your climax. You feel the throbbing sensation come as you begin shooting your load into her. She slows down her pace feeling the sensation of the glue-like substance pouring into her, seeping out of her slit and lining your shaft with white streaks of your lovemaking. You sit back panting, finally feeling the weight of her on you as your cock plops out of her. The next thing you know, she gets off of you and goes back down on her knees again to run her tongue on your stomach, where a pool of your semen was puddled. Her tongue laps it up tracing down to your spent man-flesh, and like a mop tries to lap up the mess you both left behind, the sensation sent your back arching and made you grimace.

14:49 – Mona’s lust has decreased by 40 – She made love with you

The rest was a daze as you got up by the sink and start cleaning up yourself with soap and water. You both stand there without saying anything, you in post-orgasm regret, and Mona busy toweling her wet and cleaned nether regions. When she went to the sink next to you, she notices a glob of something white on her chin in the mirror and then ran her index finger over it and cups it and then place it in her mouth. She smiles delightfully as you watch her suck on her finger.

“Thanks for the protein, Matty. We’ll have to do this regularly. You wouldn’t want me to go malnourished, would you?” Mona murmurs and squeezes your buttocks.

You try to hide a slight smile you had and kept your eyes focus on scrubbing your hands. Mona would leave there soon after you were still scrubbing. You wait a while to leave the bathroom yourself without causing any major scandal by exiting at the same time. You look in the mirror and sigh. Why go to all this trouble of hiding it? You didn’t give a damn what people think. The people at home probably thought you were already a player. Paige and Jenna already know you were with different women.

New notifications had appeared that you cleared or minimized in your vision in the tumult of the events that led up to your circumstances in the bathroom with Mona.

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