Changing Cubicle

“Last cubicle in the men’s changing room, I’ll leave my towel on the floor so you can see it. Head straight in, I’ll be waiting” Tom clambered up the ladder and grabbed his towel making his way quickly to the changing room, his cock was straining against the front of his shorts and he couldn’t wait to free it. Walking towards the cubicle Tom dropped his towel on the floor by the door, he had chosen this one because it was away from the main changing area and in a corner, meaning it was bigger than the others. Once inside he pushed the door shut but left it unlocked and dropped his trunks to the floor, now that his throbbing cock was free he grasped it and gave it a few tugs while thinking about how he was going to fuck Genny. He sat down on the small wooden bench and waited, absentmindedly stroking his pulsing member.

He didn’t have to wait long before the door was pushed open and in strode Genny holding his towel, he told her to drop it on the floor and stand there so that he could get a proper look at her glistening body. Genny’s eyes kept alternating between his eyes and his cock which was now harder than ever “don’t worry you’ll get to play with it. Now turn around.” Genny did as she was told and Tom dropped to his knees behind her, her arse inches from his face. Reaching up to her lower back Tom grabbed a handful of fabric and pulled upwards; this caused her costume to disappear between her cheeks and elicited a small gasp from Genny. Tom placed a hand on either side and squeezed roughly, the flesh was firm but strangely soft and Tom continued to knead her cheeks.

Ducking his head down Tom pushed her cheeks up and apart and caught an eyeful of her costume riding up between her pink cunt lips. Tom stuck his tongue out and licked first one side of her arse and then the other before sinking his teeth into her, Genny yelped in pain and then started murmuring in pleasure as Tom bit her arse again and again. Leaning back to admire his handy work Tom slapped her bite marked cheeks causing a loud groan of pleasure from Genny.

Tom stood up and pressed his cock against Genny’s arse, feeling it slide between her cheeks as he grinded against her. Reaching around her front he grasped her tits feeling the metal that ran through her nipples. Grabbing hold of the hoops he pulled gently downwards and felt Genny push back against his cock. “You like that don’t you.” Tom whispered in Genny’s ear, her only reply was a mumbled yes. “How about this?” Tom pulled harder on her nipple rings causing her to shiver with pleasure. Tom reached up and pulled the front of Genny’s costume down exposing her tits to the open air, with access now easier Tom started to roll and pull on Genny’s piercings causing her to writhe against him. Tom let go of her nipple rings and turned her around to face him, looking in her eyes he saw a barely contained lust.