Bathroom

Finishing his club soda John got up and walked to the bathroom at the front of the plane. Noticing the tightness of his pants as he stood, John went to conceal his erection before looking around and deciding that since he's never going to any of these strangers again, he may as well show off. Re-positioning his cock so it pointed straight out. He walked slowly to the bathroom, making sure to soak in every gasp his eight inch bulge produced.

Seeing the sign saying 'vacant' John opens the door to see a scene straight out of a porno.

A young brunette with light skin sitting on the toilet, buck naked. Her soft, firm C-cup breasts pressed together by her thighs, as one foot rested on the sink and the other on the toilet paper dispenser on the other wall. With her legs spread to either side of the door John's gaze was directing right at her hairy cunt, which she was spreading wide open with her hands curled under her legs. The expression on her face was one of nervous terror, as if she'd just been caught, but everything about her posture, and the fact that she hadn't moved in the couple of seconds that had passed suggested she wanted to be caught.

John just continued looking at her terrified face. She looked like she was about to cry. Until she nodded down towards the bulge in John's pants

"Please..." She could barely whisper.

That was all the convincing John needed. He stepped in and immediately began tearing off his pants and placing them on the sink on top of her's. As soon as John's cock was free the previously timid girl lunged forward, engulfing as much as she could, which was only about half of John's length. She planted her hands on John's ass cheeks so hard that the slapping sound echoed in the tiny chamber. Pushing John's ass forward while bobbing her head, the strange little minx was violently fucking her face on John's cock.

"Well this is quite the introduction." John laugh. "I'm-"
"NO!" The girl shouted so loud that John flinched at the thought that other passengers might have heard. "No names! Just sex!" It was a mixture of a plea and a demand that drove John wild. John wasn't used to being told what to do in this department, but the sheer desperation for random cock she was exhibiting made his cock throb. John was also getting off on the idea of never knowing who this random whore is too, but he still wanted to convey that he was in charge of the decisions.

"No names? Just how I like it!" He thrust his dick hard into her mouth until he hit the back with great ****. The girl recoiled in a coughing fit.

"Easy" She said in between coughs.

John slapped her face, resulting in more shock than pain as her misty doe eyes looked to his for an explanation.

"Shut the fuck up and suck my dick you filthy cunt."

The gasp the girl let out suggested that she may have gotten more than she bargained for when looking for a random fuck. John Grabbed two fistfuls of her hair and began fucking her mouth again. Harder this time. She gagged at each thrust, spit and drool pouring out and dripping over her chin and onto her breasts on every backstroke. Her arms were flailing around, slapping at John wildly, and from her reddening face and the tears forming black streaks of mascara down her cheeks it was apparent that her breath was running out. John retracted his dick completely and she inhaled deeply. While her mouth was still sucking in air John rammed his cock back in. Completely this time. To the hilt. Before she knew what hit her she felt his balls on her chin and his cock stretching out her throat. She screamed in pain and reflexively coughed and gagged, but it was all muffled by his cock, and the vibrations only encouraged him to keep it there. The screams stopped as John felt something warm and wet and soft pressing against the head of his cock. He also heard a wet smacking sound, and looked down to see the girl had four fingers working in and out of her hairy cunt.

"See?" John laugh victoriously, "This is how sluts were meant to be treated."

The sensation on John's cock head increases in pressure, and starts to spill around his head and down the shaft. The girl lets out a cough and the hot, thick, fluid came shooting out around his cock and splattered onto his balls. Quite a bit of it also shoots out her nose as her eyes roll to the back of her head. The bile splashes on her face and drips down to her torso. Looking down to admire his handiwork, John see's that she now has a full fist pumping in and out of her hungry cunt, with the other hand pulling hard on her puffy nipple.

John then retracts his dick an inch, allowing the rest of spew to take it's place, before thrusting in again. Repeating the process, John is met with more resistance each time as the foul fluid gets thicker and thicker. John churns the puke in the sluts throat for a couple more seconds until the pressure is unbearable. Steadying his grip on her hair John quickly pulls out and yanks the girl's hair down at the same time. She coughs as her head is whipped back and a splash of vomit escapes, arcing through the air and landing on her thighs. Although the pressure in her throat was insurmountable, with John forcing her to face the ceiling, there is nothing bursting forth. Instead it slowly bubbles and foams upwards, filling her mouth and slowly over flowing. Her spastic coughing sends some strands flying out, but they all land on her face or body. Her body convulses in one final retch, send the fluid out the sides of her mouth and down the sides of her face into her hair. This compromises John's grip and she curls over and whips her head free and the rest of the vomit trapped in her throat spills out onto her lap. In her flailing she brought her legs down and now sat with her thighs touching, trapping most of the puke in a puddle on her lap. Despite her treatment, the girl never stopped piston fisting herself. Her heavy breathing and occasional burps were accompanied by the wet smacking sound of her fist disappearing into the puddle on her lap. She leaned back against the wall in a slump, barely conscious. She looked emptily at John furiously stroking him self in front of her, her body surged on final time as the remnants of her stomach weakly spilled out of her mouth and onto her left tit.

"Please" She said when she finally caught her breath. "Please" She repeated as she wiggled her fist in her cunt, nodding down to it. "I'm to tired to finish. Please fuck me."

"I don't know" John teased, "Just look at your filthy pussy. Why should I fuck a sloppy cunt like you?"
"Please" She wheezed, "I need it."
"Then beg for it." John sternly demanded.
"Please sir. I'm begging you. Please fuck my disgusting pussy. Please fill my slimy smelly twat with you big hard cock!"
"Stand up and turn around so I don't have to look you, you revolting whore." John said.

The girl wordlessly arose and turned around. Still devoid of energy she placed her hands on the wall and leaned forward to support herself. Spreading her legs she anxiously awaited the monster cock she was craving so badly.

"I don't know. It looks pretty sloppy from this side too." John teased.
"Please fuck me in my sloppy cunt sir! I beg you!"
"You know the thing about beggars?" John said as he wrapped his arms around her's and placed his hand on the back of her neck, putting her in a firm full nelson hold. "They can't be choosers." John whispered heavily into her ear as his cock head came to rest on her rosebud.

"No! nononono please not there!" The girl cried as she realized what John planned on doing. "I've never done that please! You too big! I'll do anything else!"

John simply laughed as her panic caused her sphincter to contract and spasm on his head. Timing it in sync with her puckering, John thrusted forward, causing a squeal so high pitched that her could barely hear it. John set a steady pace pumping his first few inches in and out as the girl whimpered and winced. Then John pushed forward with great ****, sinking himself in all the way. Apparently, his cock was long enough to poke her bladder from the inside because a small amount of pee shot out of her and splashed against John's balls before falling into the open toilet bellow. At the end of each thrust John was rewarded with another warm spurt against his swinging balls, until a steady stream developed. The girl was repeatedly mumbling "please stop" through her sobs but all John was listening to was the sound of her piss filling the bowl. She peed for about two minutes straight all while being violently **** in the ass.

John was finally at his limit. After what seemed like an eternity taking out his frustration of being stood up by Candi on this poor random slut, John's balls were boiling with fresh cum. John took a step back, dragging the girl with him. Then, with no warning, he bent her in half and **** her head into the half filled toilet. Her face was dunked completely, and as she thrashed her head around trying to escape more of her long pretty hair fell into the bowl and soaked up the piss that had been ass fucked out of her. Hearing nothing but gurgling sent John over then edge as he started shooting rope after rope of hot cum into her ass. Taking a moment to recover, John then pulled out of her recently virgin asshole with a pop, and looked down at the destroyed ring with a sense of accomplishment.

Removing his hands from the girl's head, John stepped back at she shot up and gasped for air. John unrolled some toilet paper and wiped his cock and balls of while the girl climbed onto the toilet and crawled into the corner, cowering into a ball.

"Sorry girl" John laughed, "but someone had to teach you a lesson. Can't just spread you pussy wide open for random strangers to fuck and not expect to get **** occasionally."

"****?" The girl whispered to herself. Even though she knew what just happened somehow hearing the word out loud made it all too real. "****." She started crying. "You **** me!"

"Yes I did." John agreed, "And you know what?" John threw the whole role of toilet paper into the piss filled bowl as he reached for the paper towels to do the same. "I'm going to get away with it."

"No!" The girl contested defiantly, "You-you've got no where to run! You won't get away with this!"

John quickly put his pants back on and grabbed the pile of her clothes.