“Go on, handsome, slide it in,” Erin teased, her stage whisper tickling John’s ears despite the wall between them. “Tay, tell him how much you want it.”

Taylor’s breath caught as Erin spoke. “Y-yeah… put it in. I, uhm, I want to feel you,” Taylor muttered, attempting to encourage him.

John didn’t move to stand up, just watching as Erin’s fingers slowly and gently worked Taylor’s clit. The smell of her arousal sent a chill up John’s spine, and his dick tapped against his stomach as it twitched. Seeing her flushed lips in front of him and the small bead of nectar, John was lured in, his tongue extending to give Taylor a teasing lick, moaning as he savoured the sweet-tart flavour of her lips.

“Oh f-fuck,” Taylor gasped through a moan. John’s action caused Taylor’s pussy to twitch and wink at him.

“Yeah, he’s big isn’t he, don’t you like the feeling of his tip spreading your tight little pussy out?” Erin asked, her voice quiet and sultry; John could only imagine her lips were right up against Taylor’s ear.

“I, uh. He’s licking me,” the mystery girl corrected Erin, breathing heavily and whimpering between each word.

Erin laughed. “Oh, I see. Does her pussy look that delicious? Damn, I’m super jealous,.I’ve thought about laying her on the benches in the changing room and pulling her legs over my shoulder while I made her squirm and whimper with my tongue… How does she taste? Wait, don’t say anything,” Erin instructed.

Her fingers playfully fought with John’s tongue for a second before he allowed her access. Erin let her finger glide up and down before finally slipping just the tip between Taylor’s lips. When her finger retracted, the wetness between Taylor’s legs tried to hold on to Erin. The string of pussy juice snapped and fell, clinging to the girl's leg.

John leaned in and cleaned up Taylor’s thigh before cleaning the remnants of sap from her pussy. Both girls moaned loudly, one from pleasure the other from satisfaction. “Oh, yeah. That’s delicious. Fuck, I kinda wanna throw you onto the toilet seat and make you cum all over my face… But we should move on to better and bigger things, poor Taylor is looking ****.”

John sighed, licking his lips, and sat back on his haunches. He watched as Erin’s fingers sat on either side of Taylor’s pussy and spread it, making her lips look like a heart. His dick twitched again and his hand instinctively rested on it, beginning to slowly rub himself before he stood.

His forehead rested against the wall before his dick made contact with Taylor’s pussy. Gently, he teased her, coating his dick in her juices. Her breath hitched and she let out a whine. Erin’s fingers found his dick and began guiding him, while John curled his fingers over the stall wall. Slowly, he spread Taylor’s pussy around his dick. A loud gasp and moan spilled from her lips and her pussy lightly spasmed around him, pulling him deeper inside of her.

“W-wait. Erin, are you sure you’re okay with-” Taylor paused to let out a drawn out moan before continuing, “Your boyfriend doing… this, with me?”

“Huh? This guy’s not my boyfriend,” Erin dismissed, something about her tone seemed strange to him. She wasn’t offended, but it sounded like she was trying a little too hard to defend herself. “He’s just some guy.”

Taylor moaned again as John’s dick was fully sheathed. Slowly, he began to pull back, making the girl sigh. “W-well, this is the first time you’ve brought just ‘some guy’ in here before,” Taylor argued between deep breaths. “Y-you’ve brought, mmmh, girls in here… sometimes multiple at a time, oh, b-but never any guys.”

She moaned loudly again before continuing, “It’s l-like you have a, mmh, a personal rule or something. You don’t have to lie to m-meee… I’m not g-going t-to tell anyone. Fuck… I-is it because he’s some nerd or loser or something? T-there’s, oh, nothing wrong with that… o-or is he just like super average. Ooooh, o-other than the thing inside me I m-mean, f-fuck.”

Suddenly, Taylor’s pussy clenched around him, only getting tighter as her legs snapped together, holding him in a vice grip as she let out a surprised yelp. “I-I... E-Erin!? W-what are you d- oh, d-doing?” she questioned, both panic and pleasure in her voice.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Erin stated a little too firmly. There was a little movement, and then her voice perked up, becoming overly chipper, “And don’t worry, it’s just a wet wipe. I’m preparing a little snack.”

“Wait, wha-whaaaa! Ohhhh,” Taylor yelled. Trapped inside of her pussy, John felt as she began to twitch, making him moan from the sensations. “E-Erin, w-what are you, mmh, fuck, doing?”

Erin laughed. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m eating ass,” she replied nonchalantly. John pulled himself free, his breath heavy and his cock twitching. He had to bite on his sleeve to stop him from saying something.

John took deep breaths, getting himself to calm down. Once he was no longer in danger of blowing his load, he removed a hand from the wall and gently encouraged Taylor to separate her legs a little. She was surprised but the gap between her thighs widened.

He pushed his dick back inside, making both of them moan loudly. John began to slowly move. She was still twitching, almost like he could feel every lick Taylor received from Erin. Then he grunted in surprise as a hand cupped his balls, gently caressing them as he moved.

Taylor whimpered again. “F-fuck, y-you’re both, mmmh, i-it’s a lot…. F-fuck… E-Erin, I’m n-not, oooh, okay with a-anal,” she insisted, trying to make her tone firm despite the moans and heavy breathing.

“There’s no need for you to worry,” Erin reassured, giving a light slap. “Your little rosebud is safe, for now. Anal needs some prep work beforehand, so even if you were willing to try, I wouldn’t be letting you until I taught you how to properly get ready for it, plus our mystery man is a little too big if you’ve never done it before.”

Taylor let out a sigh of relief and her insides relaxed a little. She moaned quietly as John continued to slowly move inside her before she spoke again, “G-good. I’m not, oh, r-ready for that and don’t know i-if I want to do it. Are you doing it?”

“No, no, I didn’t prep for it either, plus I don’t think he’s ever done it before,” Erin replied, pausing and humming. “Hey, big guy. If you’ve never done it before, would you promise to let me be your first? When and if you’re ever ready to try it, that is?”

The question caused John to pause mid-thrust, though Erin continued to fondle him. ’Did she really just ask that? Is that even something I can promise? I’m pretty sure I’d have to check in with Ellie for something like that, right?’ he thought, mulling it over.

“Wait, why would you even need to ask your boyfriend if you could be his first? Isn’t that-” Taylor yelped as a loud slap echoed through the washroom and her pussy clamped down on him.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Erin repeated, annoyed. John noticed something about her tone seemed off again. She grunted, then her voice turned softer as she spoke through the wall, addressing him, “So, what do you say?”

John wasn’t sure how to respond. After a second to think, he did the only thing he could come up with. He knocked once, paused then knocked twice, then paused and repeated the pattern once more.

“What does that mean?” Taylor asked, confused.

Erin mirrored Taylor's confusion as she responded, “Uh, I’m not sure.”

He removed his phone and opened Erin’s text line. He paused when he thought of an idea, and he quietly chuckled before sending her the message.

< J: Hey, this is Ellie’s contact. You’ll need to get permission from her. Don’t bother introducing yourself and make the text short and blunt. She’ll get a real kick out of it. >

Storing his phone again, he returned his hand to the top of the stall and began to slowly move again, making Taylor jump and yelp in surprise followed by a moan and muttering, “F-fuck yeah.”

Erin’s hand let go of John’s balls when her text tone rang. A couple of seconds passed before she hummed. “Alright, that’s fine, we can talk about it later. Right now, though, I’ve still got an ass to eat,” she said playfully.

Taylor tightened around him and moaned, telling John she didn’t waste time. Her hand returned its gentle caress on his nuts. “This feels so-oooh odd. What you’re doing feels, mmmh, it feels good, but really dirty,” Taylor admitted, she breathed deeply as she moaned. “What he’s doing… It’s, ohh, it’s oddly intimate, it feels I don’t, mmmh, I don’t know? It’s weird with a stranger.”

Erin hummed into Taylor’s ass, slightly vibrating John’s cock, then pulled away. “I’m not surprised… It’s a good feeling though, right? Kinda makes you feel loved. I bet with him doing that and me making a meal of this cute butt, it feels like the perfect balance of naughty and nice,” she teased.

“I… it’s odd,” she replied. Huffing as she spoke. “I’ve n-never felt anything like this before. Mmmh, l-like I’ve done other things b-before, but not like this. Ah ohh. I-uhh, I guess anything I’ve done would seem super vanilla to someone who’s as experienced as you though, right?”

Erin’s hand left him once again, and the telltale twitches from Taylor told him that Erin had pulled away from her too. John jumped when he heard a loud clap, Taylor let out a mixture of a moan and cry and both her legs and pussy clamped down on him, stopping him from moving.

“Ouch, fuck! Erin, what the fuck!?” Taylor yelled through gritted teeth.

“Shut the fuck up!” Erin replied before he heard another slap and felt it through Taylor. “I’ve had enough of hearing you insult and make comments about me. Sure, I’m open about what I’ve done and the things I like, but that doesn’t mean you get to call me a slut, especially in front of my… um, in front of a guy friend of mine!”

“Wait, that’s not-” Taylor tried to argue, but cried and moaned as Erin slapped her again.

“That’s not what? What you meant? I’m tired of taking shit from you all, how can you call me a slut or at the very least insinuate it, when you couldn’t even point out the dude whose dick is lodged inside you right now. Oh, and just so you know, you’ve fucked more guys than I have. Okay, maybe it’s only one guy more than me, but that still counts,” Erin argued, annoyance in her voice.

There was another slap, and Taylor’s cry sounded more like a moan than anything else, her pussy twitching around John’s dick.

“You know, every last one of you thinks I’d fuck anyone who will talk nice to me. You think I’d be happy to be some brainless fuckdoll, but guess what, because of that every single one of you thinks that you can tell me anything and you’re all happy to confide in me. You all tell me every detail of your sex life and every fantasy you’ve had,” Erin continued to rant. Footfalls came from beyond the wall, and John thought she might be pacing back and forth.

“You know, I bet most of you don’t even remember half of the things you tell me, and you are a perfect example because it was you who mentioned wanting to try a glory hole,” Erin revealed. “The whole reason I started wondering about it was because you’d mentioned thinking about trying one you’d heard of but backed out of.

“You’re all such two-faced bitches!” Erin fumed. The sound of walking stopped and John heard her sitting down.
“Sorry,” Taylor muttered. “I didn’t realise… Sorry.”

Erin huffed. “It’s whatever… Do you want to continue, or do you feel too uncomfortable now?”

The washroom was quiet. ’Fuck, Erin has it kind of rough, she wasn’t joking about her reputation and rumours about her… I should talk to her. I can’t do it now though, right?’_ John thought.

John was about to pull out his phone to send a text, but Taylor took a deep breath and began speaking, “Uhm… If I can be honest, that kinda turned me on… I… uh… I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to spank me again.”

This stunned John, but then Erin burst out laughing, then Taylor tightened up around him again as there was another slap. “You’re such a dumb slut,” Erin replied, still laughing. “Alright, just give me a minute, I’m still pissed and I wouldn’t want to go too far.”

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