Privacy in the bathroom

Our hands are all over her, caressing her hips, waist, gliding over the supple curve of her ass. Vi froths with attention; our breathing is heavy, and the rhythmic dancing and grinding have become an intense dry humping session. Vi turns back to me and pulls me in for a **** kiss. She moans into my mouth as Brandon grinds into her from behind. I bite her lip and look deep into her eyes, it almost looks like her irises have become small hearts, she loves the attention. The feeling of being desired, her brow furrows in lust as she looks back at me. The part she loves the most... Her hand passionately groping my hard member below my pants, the look in my eyes fuels her, forces her to arch her back that little bit more, wiggle her grinding ass that little bit more against the buff black personal trainer behind her. The hunger in my eyes… To see her be a slut, to make these men desire her, to see her on her knees, on her back, bent over…

She can hear my thoughts. She grins and reaches behind her, disappearing. Brandon’s eyes go wide. He looks up at me. I avoid his eyes and focus on my girlfriend. I lean into her neck and suck on her skin, rubbing her thigh. Brandon puts his hands onto her ass, groping selfishly.

Vi grabs our wrists, stepping away, a sly grin on her face, Brandon and I both know what's coming if we relent and let her drag us. There’s no doubt in my mind, my eyes are glued to her ass as she pulls us through the crowd of people. Jealous guys' eyes drop to her ass as she walks past, swaying side to side hypnotically. I step away and distract a security guard; the words fall out of my mouth, and I have no idea what I’m saying, but it’s working. Brandon and Vi disappear into the disabled bathrooms. I follow quickly after. Vi is leaning against the wall, her chest heaving in excitement, her mouth agape as she glances between Brandon and me.

“Don’t make me wait, boys.”

A sliver of doubt crosses Brandon’s face. Did Vi not mention that she had a boyfriend? The thought of her ‘cheating’ with Brandon sends a shiver down my member. Or has he just lost some nerve with her boyfriend being around?

I step forward, I unzip my pants, and grab Vi’s breasts with both hands as her hands dart down to finish removing my clothing. She pulls my cock out and moans as she wraps a hand around me, stroking softly. She bites her lip as she looks at me. She glances at Brandon behind me. She sensually licks her palm before lustfully stroking me again.

“Come on, coach. Let me show how much of a good girl I am.”

She slowly sinks to her knees, licking her lips. She inches close to me, her warm breath sending shivers through me. Her tongue extends out as she delicately flicks my tip, drawing out a shuddering groan from me.

“Show us your tits,” I command her gently.

She reaches behind as she leans back against the wall slipping her head from out of the knot, she pulls the garment down past her nipples and lets her breasts hang, the rigid pink nipples cutting through the air. She swallows and takes me back into her mouth, moaning appreciatively as my shaft slides down her tongue.

Footsteps echo behind me. Vi looks away from me and to my side, a smile forming around my cock, her mouth full as she speaks.

“Finawwy.”

Vi leaves out a trailing tongue before turning her attention to the man now standing next to me. She doesn’t leave me completely unaccompanied as she wraps her hand around me again and strokes as Brandon unzips his pants for her.

“Oh fuck yes baby.” She moans out.

I take a glance down. Brandon may as well be the definition of big black cock, thick, girthy, and veiny. We’re close in size, he may have a bit more girth than I do, but I’m not so insecure to think that makes a difference.

The sounds of slurping and gagging fill the room as Vi begins her ministrations.

“Sho Theeck!” She gurgles around him. Her head bobs as she reaches up with her other hand and starts to stroke the flesh she can’t deepthroat. She pops off his cock and giggles, “God, both of you are so fucking big.” She turns and takes me back into her mouth, her tongue glistening as saliva dribbles down her chin as she bobs her head forcefully, her other hand stroking Brandon.

“Talk dirty to me boys. Come on!” She says before her lips stretch around him again, her cheeks hollowing as her moans vibrate pleasurable sensations through Brandon.

Brandon is the first to jump at the train, his confidence clearly starting to make a comeback. “You look so fucking good on your knees.”

“Yeah, babe, you’re a dirty cock hungry slut.”

She moans as she switches back to me.

“Yesh! You two are filling my mouF!”

She switches between us faster now, strings of spit moving from her lips to mine and Brandon’s cock, she pants desperately as her lips wrap around Brandon, the sound of male groans mixing with the lewd wet sounds coming from her mouth.

“Fuck!” She exclaims, “I want more! God! I need your cocks in me!” She sinks back down on me.

She moves quickly, her mouth vacuuming our shafts, swapping between us rapidly. “You boy want to fuck me? Cum inside me? You want my pussy wrapped around you?”

The dirtiness of the location, her words, sharing her, it’s all too much.

“I’m going to cum!” I groan out.

Vi sits back and strokes us both, Brandon also starting to grimace.

“Do it! Cover me! Mark me!” She lets us go and squeezes her tits together.

Brandon cums first. He strokes himself violently and lets out a low, loud growl as the white, sticky liquid shoots out directly onto Vi’s chest. She moans and reaches up as she rubs the cum into her chest.

“Yes, coach! Cover me! More!”

Brandon growls more as he shoots more and more over my girlfriend.

I can’t hold back any longer. I start to cum as well, catching Vi by surprise, some of me landing on her chin as she turns her head.

“Ye,s baby! Cover me!”

I pant and run my hand over myself, goading out more and more of her prize.

Vi leans against the wall, lazily playing with the mixed semen on her chest. Brandon and I stand awkwardly before putting our cocks away again.

“You two don’t want to fuck me?” Vi moans innocently, batting her eyelashes.

Brandon just grins.

“Next time, hey?”