Pleasure and release

Cyndi's head was spinning. It wasn't just the booze. the sight of some strange man's cock invading her toilet stall, the obscene drawings on the wall, the fact that she, the proper wife of the governor-elect, was in a truck stop Men's Room all added to the light-headedness. It was as if she was in a dream.

Still sitting on the toilet, her panties around her ankles, Cyndi reached out. She touched the stranger's cock. It was hot and hard. Her fingers trembled. Slowly, she lowered her head. Her lips touched the stranger's cock. Her tongue darted out. She licked it up and down. The smell and the taste were even more intoxicating. Opening her mouth, she took the crown of the man's cock into her. Her tongue licked him harder. She lowered her head further; the cock slide all the way back into her mouth. Cyndi lifted her head slightly and then let the cock slide back into her mouth.

The stranger was moaning softly; it aroused her to know she was giving some nameless stranger pleasure. She realized that one hand had found it's way down between her legs. She began rubbing her pussy; it was already wet and slick. Cyndi pushed two fingers up into her pussy; she began rubbing her clit with her thumb as she fucked herself with her fingers.

The stranger was moaning louder. He was trying the thrust deeper into Cyndi's mouth, but the wall of the stall prevented it. Cyndi lifted her face, moving it closer to the dividing wall. Now the man could drive his cock all the way into her mouth. He was actually fucking her mouth! Cyndi's fingers were grinding at her pussy furiously; she was almost there. She could feel the tremble rising in her belly.

Cyndi was so absorbed with the cock fucking in and out of her mouth and her own finger fucking that she didn't even notice that the Men's Room door had slammed open again. More heavy feet moved toward the back of the room.

The stranger grunted. Cyndi's mouth filled with hot, salty cum. The few times she had let her husband's come in her mouth, she had always let the foul slime drip out. She gasped, her body quaked, she was coming hard. She swallowed; the stranger's cum flowed down her throat. More cum pumped from his cock; Cyndi swallowed every drop.

The door to Cyndi's stall slammed open. A tall, over-weight trucker stood there taking in the sight: an attractive, well-dressed woman was sitting on the toilet, some guys' cock in her mouth, her fingers buried up her pussy.

"Hey, Tom, look what we got here!"