Follow her in

You watch as Diana steps into the shower, giving you a last smile as she pulls the stall door closed. Your cock twitches at the blurred movement of her body behind the pebbled glass and you decide that both she and you need another round. And if this moment isn't discreet, you don't know what is.

With that thought you step into the bathroom, closing the door behind you. Taking a deep breath and putting a grin on your face you open the shower stall and step in, finding yourself facing Diana's back as she bends under the nozzle, letting the water stream down her skin.

"Brian what are you doing!" she squeaks in surprise as you slide you hands over her slippery flesh, pulling her towards you, her rump pressing against your hardening cock. "We can't! Brian I'm serious! Stop that!"

Her body belies her words, her ass wriggling against you as you squeeze and fondle her ripe breasts, your fingers tweaking her stiff nipples.

"Once isn't enough Diana," you growl as your hands roam, exploring her sleek body. "I need to have you again! I need you now!"

"Oh God! The way you make me feel!" she moans, bending further and bracing her hands against the shower wall. "Is this how you fucked my slutty friend? Bending her over like a bitch in heat? Fucking her with that fat cock? Oh Fuck, pound me!" she groans as you thrust into her, filling her completely, feeling your balls slap against her flesh.

"Yes! Just like this!" you growl as you start to thrust, your mind registering the comment about her friend. "But you're so much better than her! Tighter and hotter!" Had you taken her friend home that night in the bar? You don't remember, but whether you did or whether this is part of Diana's fantasy, you don't care.

"Fuck! Oh Fuck that's so good!" she howls, slapping the wall with one hand as she bucks and grinds against your impaling cock. All trace of the prim headmistress is gone. Even such restraint as she had shown when you fucked her on your desk a few minutes ago has evaporated. This is the horny baseball groupie of her fantasies, the one who had come to a bar determined to pick up a ballplayer and get her brains fucked out. You're only too happy to oblige, thrusting into her tight wetness and feeling like you're a yard long.

"God Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Harder! Oh Fuck that's so fucking good! Fuck me like you fucked that slutty bitch!" You hold her hips, squeezing the ripe flesh of her ass as you thrust, loving the feel of her satin skin. You pull the cheeks of her ass apart, exposing her sweet brown rosebud, then teasing it with a finger.

"Oh Fuck Yes! Is that what you did to that slutty whore? Put your finger in her fucking ass? Do it to me! Oh Fuck do it to me!" she glares over her shoulder, her face a mask of maddened need, her eyes suddenly opening wide as you press your finger into her tight anus.

"OH FUCK!" she howls. "I'M FUCKING COMING! OH FUCK I'M COMING LIKE A BITCH!" her body writhes and convulses as her orgasmic spasms take her, her tight holes squeezing and milking your cock and finger as she slaps the wall in her frenzy.

"I'm gonna give you what you need!" you growl, probing her ass with your finger as you pound her hard with your cock.

"God yes! Give it to me! Give me what I need!" she groans in continued orgasm, raising her bucking hips to offer herself to you. "Do whatever you did to that fucking slut to me! I want to feel like that! Oh God I'm still coming! Brian, I'm still coming!"

Your balls are tightening with urgent need, your orgasm building like water behind a dam.