She heads to the bathroom to get herself off

The moment class ended, Taylor rushed out the door. She beelined for the women's restroom with single-minded focus. She needed to cum more than anything in the world.

She could feel her juices lubricating her thighs as she speed-walked through the halls, and idly wondered if any of her slick skin was visible below the hem of her skirt. She pushed open the door to the restroom and hurried to an open stall - only one, since so many other people just left class as well. She'd have to do this surrounded by other girls just a few feet away.

It didn't matter. She had **** at this point. Without preamble, she sat on the toilet, bunched her skirt around her waist, and hiked her legs up and apart, bracing her feet on the toilet paper dispenser and grab bar. She immediately pressed one hand against her aching clit, and with the other she found the based of her plug and pulled. Her plug started to come free of her ass bit by bit, stretching her hold as it came.

Taylor squeezed her mouth shut as firmly as possible, willing herself not to moan in this crowded - but blessedly, also loud - public restroom. With her fingers rubbing firm circles over her clit, she started pushing and pulling the plug, letting its widest point fill and empty her again and again. Within moments, thanks to her lube and the mess dripping down from her pussy, the plug was successfully sliding in and out of her with little effort.

She fucked herself with the plug, slowly gaining speed and intensity. Soon it was effortless; the plug felt ludicrously small in her stretched-out ass, and she resolved to wear a larger one tomorrow. But for now, repeatedly punching this plug into her asshole was exactly what she needed. She picked up the pace with her other hand too, frantically kneading her clit so hard it hurt.

But that was fine. Between the electricity rippling out from her clit and the almost-overwhelming feeling of fucking her ass, Taylor took less than a minute to reach orgasm. She was shaking, her lips pursed and eyes closed, her pussy dripping and her ass begging for more, when she came. Her cum exploded from her pussy, wetting her hands and thighs, splashing into the toilet, and some even spraying onto the floor of the bathroom stall.

She kept fucking herself until she squirted a second time. And then a third. Finally her hands slowed, and stopped, and Taylor took a few moments to breathe before working up the will to gather herself and leave the stall.