Record her and enter the stall

You pull out your phone and point it under the door to record her. You intend to use this if you ever need it and take a deep breath before knocking on the bathroom stall and calling out her name: "Ellen, are you okay? The teacher sent me to check....you certainly sound okay."

With a smirk, you let your phone continue recording, hoping to capture the whole encounter.

Her hands still drenched in her juices, she looks around, in fear, trying to find where she left her underwear. Her eyes come on it multiple times, sitting there, on the toilet paper dispenser, yet she is too alarmed to realize it. Her heart is beating fast, fast, faster. She didn’t really want her dream to become a reality. She wanted you to just stay a fantasy. But here you are, outside the door and she cannot speak.

“I know you are here, I heard you having your fun.” You say.

She thinks about jumping over the stall to run away, or crawl under it, but she is catatonic. Against her best judgment, she opens the door, grabs your arm and pulls you inside, closing it behind the two of you. The stall isn’t made for two people like that. Your bodies are close to one another. She can feel your heat, smell your musk, be drunk in your virility whether she wants it or not.

And she does want it.

“Don’t... Don’t move or... Or I’ll scream ****!” she hesitantly stutters. You smirk. You know perfectly well that this is all being filmed and if anything, she would be the one accused of ****.

She drops on her knees, spreading her legs, her pussy dripping its fluids all over the floor. You are intoxicating. She doesn’t know why she is doing this, she knows she should stop, but she can’t manage to. She unzips your pants and pull them half-way down your legs. Your boxer seem so full, how do you manage to live with that big beautiful penis of yours being so constricted? She starts to pat it slowly, from the base to tip, through the fabric. It feels so hot... Your wiener throbs and start to grow evermore. She starts to realize her mistake as you are now half-hard.

Her mouth slightly open, a bit of drool accumulating in a corner, she slips down your boxers and is now facing your erecting dong, springing to life. Fascinated, she run her fingers along your balls, let them slide toward your shaft, grabs it, gives it a small tuck, then goes more toward the tip. Your foreskin is fascinating to her. She puts the tip of her index between your penis’ head and foreskin, rolling it around in your precum, observing your reactions.

Without putting more thoughts into it, she crouches a bit more, putting her face to your balls, inhaling their smell as you can feel her breath. With her hand, she starts to stroke your dick on its full length, still astonished by your sheer size. She licks at your scrotum, kisses it, let her tongue slide in the creases. Her nose slowly going toward your pubes as she lets a trail of saliva on her path, to finally end up moaning.

With her free hand, she starts to masturbate again, the slippery sounds echoing in the bathroom. She gets up just a bit more, so she can kiss the tip of your cock. She opens up your top, button by button and let her breasts out, hugging your shaft. She starts to press them against one another, bathing your dick in her boobs as she starts to go up and down, spreading your pre all other her chest. She wants to smell like you. She wants you to own her.

Wait. No! She shakes up her head, trying to think clearly. Trying to... She starts licking the top of your wiener, running her tongue around it just like she did with her finger earlier. She gulps down the fluids you give her, closing her eyes as she whimpers and squirms, enjoying the taste. She lets her boobs slide and start to go down way more on your penis, gulping it inch after inch, until it reaches her throat. She starts to gag, wants to puke, but keeps it calm, keeps it cool, stays there, panting, then continues and flicks her clit with renewed vigour as she feels her throat opening for you.

She coughs, your meat still half inside. She tries not to bite, but you do feel the little scratches she leaves there and there, despite her best efforts. You are just too girthy, she is not used to that at all. She pulls your dick out, then while panting to grasp some air, uses her saliva as lube, stroking you with her free hand, polishing your knob with her thumb, alternating between the two.

Once she starts breathing normally again, she starts sucking you once more, but doesn’t stop until her nose is again against your pubes, but this time, her tongue licks your balls at the same time. This is heaven. She cums. Her mind goes blank for a second. You take the opportunity to take charge. Soon enough, once She is fully conscious again, she feels your hand on her head, stroking her hair as you face-fuck her. She cums again, but this time stays conscious, she knows that she is screaming, that your are muffling her with your meat, that she squirts all over the floor, that her eyes roll up her eye sockets as her limbs go a bit limp.

But this time, she wasn’t even touching herself.

You end up letting her get some air. She looks up and smiles pervertedly at you. She gets up, kisses your lips as her chest presses against yours and your back presses against the wall. Her tongue enters your mouth as her hands caresses your face. She licks your teeth, battles with your tongue, whimpers against you as she rubs her coochie against your leg. She is still unsatisfied.

She turns around, rises her skirt and pulls both hands on the wall now in front of her, not looking back as she spreads her legs.

“F... Fuck me!” she half orders you, half begs.

You don’t oblige right away. You start by rubbing your cock against her cheeks, then in her crack. You get your mouth closer to her ear and whisper everything you would want to do to her. She blushes and lowers her head. Her legs get even weaker. She can feel the tip of your penis spreading her apart and she clenches her teeth. You slide all the way inside. She screams your name. She doesn’t even know if there was someone else in the bathroom or not, she doesn’t care. All she wants is you to thrust into her. And you oblige.

You go all the way inside, deep enough to hit her cervix. She didn’t even know that was possible, yet here you are, your penis kissing it. She can feel your pubes tickling her skin and your balls resting against her. You take your time to slide in and out, until she begs you to go faster. No more orders. Just pure lust. You comply. Going faster and faster, slapping her cheeks with your testicles and spanking her with your hand. At each slap she moans, at each spank, she screams, her walls tightening against you.

At some point, you go slower and flip her halfway around, lifting a leg in the air, making it rest on your shoulder, before fucking her anew. You can easily go deeper like that and make her cum again, again and again. Her mind cannot think straight anymore, she is just left a mess of moaning and screaming, holding on you as to not fall, begging you to cum in her, to fill her with your cream, to distend her womb. And you comply once more. Not that she would have a choice.

Ellen is clearly long gone and when you finally climax yourself, you do creampie her, then make her lick your cock clean, making sure there is no trace left of neither your juices nor hers on it. You then put it back in your underwear and close your zipper, taking your phone and starting to film more actively, getting better angles. She still has not come out of it. You grab her by the hair and **** her on the ground, to clean up the mess you two made. When She get back to her senses, she realizes that she is on all four, licking up the floor clean of your cum while you have a foot on her back, preventing her from standing up. You are holding your phone, filming it all.