Interesting? In a bathroom? What?

John followed Cynthia into the dimly lit hallway to the bathrooms, seeing two large, padded doors that read ‘Gents’ and ‘Ladies’. Cynthia pushed open the men’s room, peeking inside quickly to make sure no one was there before dragging John through the soundproofed door and into the rightmost stall.

The bathrooms at the club were surprisingly well kept. The walls were soundproofed so you didn’t hear the sounds of the club while you were taking care of some things. This in turn also made sure that you could be as loud as you wanted doing other things without disturbing the people in the club itself. The place actually smelled fresh, so staying here for a longer period of time would not be too much for someone.

As John got pulled into the stall, he noticed that they were quite spacious; he could actually take two steps before reaching the seat. Cynthia grinned as she closed the lid on the toilet and sat down on top of it. She beckoned him closer and gave him a quick kiss on his lips as she pulled his face to hers. After their kiss, Cynthia directed his attention to the wall separating the men’s and ladies’ rooms.

After a bit of confused looking around, John finally saw why Cynthia had taken him here. There, at crotch height, was a hole. She had taken him to a glory hole. “Isn’t this supposed to be you on one end and me on the other?” he asked Cynthia who only giggled.

“Nope, I want to see how your face warps when someone else sucks that delicious thing of yours,” she teased him, slowly getting up as she draped one arm around his waist, the other caressing his neck. “What can I say, I want to watch my boyfriend cum from some random girl playing with my favorite toy,” she whispered seductively.

John blushed softly but nodded, feeling how Cynthia’s hand moved across his belt and started to undo it. She pulled his pants to his ankles while he got to second base again, running his hands over her breasts as she, playfully kissed him once again.

When John’s pants were down, he lowered his boxers, his cock semi hard and starting to rise as they traded kisses and playful touches here and there. It was John who eventually noticed a finger running around the hole in the wall, something that his long history of being a porn connoisseur told him meant that there was someone on the other side, and that someone wanted a snack. He kissed Cynthia’s neck one more time, then pulled back and shuffled to the wall. He took a deep breath, then slid his semi erect cock through the hole, sliding forward until his stomach touched the wall and his balls were hanging out on the other side too.

John could hear, from the other side of the wall, a surprised gasp. He felt the hot breath of someone on his cock as she seemed to inspect it. Then, a touch, raising his cock up straight, which caused him to shudder. The touch was soft but determined, the fingers wrapping around it as a seductive voice mumbled at his cock. “Young, smooth, nice size, thank you… For the treat.”

John on his side of the wall blushed which caused Cynthia to giggle once again. “You are welcome, I think,” he responded. The touch to his cock slowly closed around it, stroking it as he realized she was peeling back his foreskin. The feeling of the mystery woman’s breath on his cock, paired with her touches and the compliment made him grow to full size in her hand. He felt a pair of lips place a small peck on his balls, then slowly kiss its way up to his crown, her tongue licking at the underside every now and then.

Cynthia noticed how John was slowly closing his eyes and moaned softly; she herself was not unaffected by this either. Cynthia slid her pants down and sat back on the toilet seat, tugging her panties to her ankles as well as she started to, with small circles, rub her clit as she kept watching John get a blowjob from the mystery woman.

John felt a pair of lips slowly part over his tip, a wet, warm cave slowly sliding forward over his veiny member. Her tongue deftly ran around the underside of his cockhead, playing with the little sinewy bit for just a moment as John let out a loud, unobstructed moan.

“I take it you are enjoying yourself, John?” Cynthia asked with bated breath, watching as John was awkwardly hugging the wall. John nodded as the hands came into play again. One wrapped around his base while the other was gently massaging his balls, cupping and stroking them while her mouth pushed down further.

John grit his teeth as he fought off the urge to thrust, unable to do anything but stand there and take it. The lips kept moving down until eventually he could feel the lips and the fingers on his base connect. Feeling how his cock was throbbing deep down in the woman’s throat. Pre-cum seeped from the tip, his balls, readying their load for later, cupped tightly by her hand.

It was only now that John realized that he had seen nothing yet. When the woman had finally taken him all the way into her mouth, she pulled back, only to push forward soon after. The woman seemed to be savoring his cock, giving it slow, deep sucks. She ran her tongue over every inch of flesh she could, tickling him with it. She slowly increased the pace at which she was blowing him as his moans grew louder.

As John was lost in a world of his own, Cynthia was staring fixedly at him, how his ass clenched every now and then, how his fingers were futilely scratching at the wall, how he did manage to give small shallow humps against the wall from this position. Her own moans joined his as she egged him on. “Hmmm, enjoying it, John? Getting your fat cock sucked by some stranger? Are you going to cum for her? For me? Give her the snack you have been saving up.”

John shuddered as he felt his cockhead plunge into the mystery woman’s throat once again, the hot tight muscles of it coiling around his meat, setting his nerves on fire as her touch never seemed to leave his most sensitive spots. It took him a lot of effort to not cum then and there. But he endured, for now.

John managed to look to the side, seeing Cynthia furiously rubbing her pussy as he let out a long, growling moan. “Fuck, she knows what she’s doing,” he mumbled at his girlfriend. “She’s getting me close Cyn, fucking hell does she know how… oooh, to suck.”

Cynthia threw her head back as she came; the words of her boyfriend coupled with the sexy sight of him receiving pleasure and the wet sounds of sucking she could hear pushed her over the edge. The cry of pleasure could clearly be heard on the other side of the wall. Something that seemed to spur on the woman even more.

John’s breath caught in his throat as the woman sucking his cock doubled down on. She gave him quick, deep sucks while her hands jerked him into her mouth and massaged his swollen balls. She kept pushing him, urging him, trying to make him cum.

John, unable to keep it up anymore when the scent of Cynthia’s juices reached his nose, gave a loud, guttural moan, knocked on the wall, and shot his load. Thick, gooey ropes of jizz flew from his tip, directly into the greedy woman’s sucking mouth. John could still feel her lips against his base, which meant she was swallowing his load directly. John shook like he was electrified, emptying an enhanced load, due to the achievement from that morning, into a stranger.

John took a tentative step back after about a minute; the lips had retreated, giving his softening cock a sweet kiss. John pulled back from the hole fully, seeing a bunch of dark purple lipstick marks on his cock. Cynthia’s eye fell on it too, smirking as she gave a soft applause. “She took you all the way I see, I am impressed.” Cyn was using some toilet paper to tidy herself up a bit, cleaning the lid of her juices as John was leaning half against another wall, trying to regain his breath.

As John and Cynthia were cleaning up, a purple pair of lips appeared at the hole, a hoarse but still very seductive voice spoke: “I could not help but overhear that you have a girl with you there, I have a small proposition for you. I’ll be waiting for you two outside in a few minutes. Don’t worry, I won’t bite. You should know that by now.” A lighthearted laugh followed. “I will stick around for a bit, I think you know how to recognize me.” The lips made a kissing movement, and then they were gone.

John and Cynthia looked at each other, continuing to clean up, Cynthia taking a bit of the toilet paper and wiping the spit and such off his cock. She was careful to let the lipstick stay on there though. “There, now you can put it away, I like that color on you, it suits you.”

John laughed as he gave her a deep kiss while his hands pulled his pants back up. “So, are you interested in breaking the anonymity of a glory hole?” John asked his girlfriend, who gave a tentative nod. “If she’s cute, hell yeah, if not, well, then we run like the wind and have some more fun ourselves. How does that sound?”

“Fine with me. Lets go!”

(Edit Authors note: Guys, the amazing SacB0y has drawn Ilis how she was when John first lewded her.

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