“Erin, what the fuck?” the girl demanded in a hushed but harsh tone. “And can you stop?”

Sighing, Erin pushed herself back onto John, hilting his dick inside of her as her ass pressed against the wall. “What? I’m just having a little fun with my friend here.”

She clicked her tongue and huffed. “Fine, whatever. Just… why’d you drag me in here with you?”

Erin chuckled. “Oh, come on, Taylor. You knew exactly what we were doing in here, but you barged in anyway. All I did was bring you the last ten percent so that you were in the stall with me,” she stated. John let out a low groan as Erin swayed her hips from side to side. “If you want to leave, I’m not stopping you and I can continue to bounce on this lovely cock. Surely the show from the bathroom and this are plenty for your spank bank, right?”

Confusion caused John’s face to scrunch up. ’What the hell is she doing?’ he wondered.

There was a quiet gasp. “Wait, that was you in the bathroom?” Taylor probed.

Another laugh came from the other side of the wall, Erin’s insides tightening and releasing him. “Does it take a detective to figure it out? Who did you think it was?”

“Well, we could smell Vanessa’s perfume, and it sounded like her voice when we heard moaning,” Taylor asserted, but as she continued her tone became uncertain, as if doubting her recollection. “And, uh, someone said she might not have been in class at the time we caught them.”

Erin moaned as she gave a light thrust against John. “You know Alison came back today. Vanessa’s been her usual self and worrying about her well-being… You don’t think that maybe she could have skipped class to check on her friend rather than getting railed in the public bathroom, do you?” she asked in a condescending tone.

“Do you really think Vanessa would risk getting caught like that?” Erin questioned. “I’m not saying it wasn’t Vanessa, but let's just say the guy in the bathroom has a special interest in Vanessa, so hypothetically wearing her perfume could get that guy.” She paused to rock her hips once again, causing both her and John to let out quiet moans. “Turned on by the smell. Another thing to keep in mind is, do you really want to risk what Vanessa would do to you if you spread rumours like that about her, whether they’re true or not?”

Taylor coughed, and let out an unsure whine. “I… uh, I guess you’re right… Wait, is that the guy on the other side of the wall? And you still haven’t answered why you dragged me into the stall with you; you just blamed me for it.”

“You seemed so confident you could identify Vanessa just from moans, isn’t his voice familiar to you? After all, you were quite enthralled in the bathroom,” Erin teased, chuckling. The cool air began to creep further and further up John’s dick as Erin slowly removed him from her. “Secondly, you were the one who stormed over, I figured I might as well invite you to join us. He’s pretty big, right? Enough for us to share.”

Taylor muttered something, and John could hear her shuffle from side to side.

“Oh, come on, get down here and have a closer look,” Erin encouraged. John shivered as her hand pressed against the underside of his dick, holding it up.

“It’s not anything all that special; my dildo at home is about the same size,” Taylor retorted, her tone defiant, but John could tell there wasn’t any confidence behind it.

Erin scoffed. “Okay, sure, you have a collection of massive dildos. Come on, seriously, how many guys do you know who have cocks a similar size as your dildo?”

Taylor let out a derisive sound. “I don’t know; it’s not like I jump on a bunch of random guys’ dicks. You know I don’t sleep around like you do,” she defended herself.

John felt a rush of air on his dick as Erin huffed and he grunted as she roughly wrapped her hand around his dick. “Okay, and since I’m such an expert, I’ll tell you that this is one of the bigger ones I’ve seen. I don’t know if it’s the biggest, but he’s definitely big,” Erin reassured the other girl, her tone angry and annoyed. “Now, either get on the fucking floor and enjoy his dick with me or fuck off.”

It was quiet for a moment; the only thing John had to concentrate on was the **** grip on his dick, Erin’s hand slightly moving across the length of his cock.

Finally, there was another huff of defiance. “Fine! But can you really blame me for being cautious about some random guy I know nothing about? What if he had something?”

Erin’s grip loosened, and John let out a sigh; she hadn’t been hurting him, but the new pressure was more comfortable. She let out another deep breath, which caused his dick to twitch. “Right… guess I can’t blame you for being cautious. But for what it’s worth, I can guarantee this guy is clean. I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t sure.”

There was movement as John could only guess that Taylor was joining Erin on the floor. “Uhm, yeah, okay…” she muttered. “So, uh, what are we doing?”

“You know what a blowjob is, right?” Erin asked in a patronising tone.

“Yes, I know what a blowjob is. I might not sleep around as much as you do, but I’m not some pure maiden either,” Taylor refuted, her words laced with a modicum of venom.

“Watch it,” Erin grunted in annoyance. Her hand tightened around John’s dick again for a moment then loosened. John jumped as a fingertip touched the tip of his dick, rubbing the bead of precum around, the finger then tapped him a couple of times. “Is that okay with you? Are you okay with both of us?”

’I mean, she’s already in the stall and has been looking at my dick… Why wouldn’t I be okay with it?’ John pondered before knocking once on the wall.

Erin gently squeezed John’s dick, then she leaned in and kissed the tip. “Okay, he’s interested too,” she stated, it was easy to tell she was smiling and her tone had lifted.

“What do you mean? Why wouldn’t he be okay with it?” Taylor questioned.

“You’re joking, right? You just said it yourself like a minute ago. He doesn’t know who you are, or who you fucked last. Maybe you have something he doesn’t want to get,” Erin explained, her tone conveying that what she was saying should be obvious.

Erin had a point, and it caused John to second guess, contemplating if it was actually a good idea or not. Concerned and with doubts now sewn in his head, John stepped back and to the side, putting his back to the stall wall.

“Whoa whoa whoa, where are you going?” Erin complained, her hand following him and remaining on his dick. John didn’t reply; instead, he took out his phone and sent her a message.

< J: I wanna use observe on her, after what you said, I’m not as confident as I was. Get her to put her hand through the hole or something. >

Erin’s text tone echoed in the washroom, and after a moment, she hummed, then giggled, which told John she was up to something. “Alright, don’t worry about it. Hey, Taylor, strip. I guess we got him worried, and now he wants to see the goods. It’s only fair since you were almost drooling over his dick a moment ago.”

“I don’t get it. What would seeing me do?” Taylor questioned, her tone incredulous. “It doesn’t really make any sense.”

“Let me ask you this. Would you be more or less comfortable pressing your crotch against the glory hole if you hadn’t seen his dick? Knowing that someone you don’t know is on the other side?” Erin questioned. “Sure, it wouldn’t tell him if you were healthy or not, but just seeing something is a bit of reassurance, if that makes sense, and it’s only fair that he gets to see a little something.”

It was quiet. John was beginning to feel awkward, just standing there waiting. “I suppose…” Taylor muttered, unsure.

“And anyway, it’s likely you’re going to put his nice dick inside you anyway,” she said matter of factly, then her voice turned playful. “Come on, Tay. Doesn’t the thought of flaunting your tight little pussy off to a total stranger turn you on? Think about it, a man you know nothing about, a man who doesn’t know your face, drooling and leering at you with lust in his eyes, wanting nothing more than to use you like a toy. You can’t tell me it’s not getting you a little wet just thinking about it.”

There was a pause before Erin chuckled. “Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you see it, the guy on the other side of the wall is more likely worrying that you’re okay with everything,” she said, her finger tapping his dick again. “He’s probably concerned that I might be pushing you a little far, and when you’re having fun with him, he’ll probably be more interested in how good you are feeling. Right, Mr. Mystery-man?”

John growled. She wasn’t wrong, and he felt like all those things were positive things someone could say about him, but the way she said it felt more like she was making jabs at him. He huffed then, half reluctantly, he knocked on the wall.

“See, there you go! So, take it off; he’s not the only one eager to see you,” Erin cheered.

“What?” Taylor questioned. “But you’ve already seen me naked; you saw me naked yesterday in the showers.”

“Tay, Tay, Tay,” she repeated. “That’s not the same thing at all. Despite what you think of me, I don’t stare at everyone in the shower fantasising about them. Sure, I’ve looked at everyone, but never inappropriately,” Erin defended herself. “Now, stop questioning, and start stripping. Do it nice and slowly for me, that way I get to savour you, and I’ll make sure to narrate it for the big guy.”

Taylor huffed, obviously making her decision. “Fuck it, I’m here already, but I’m just getting undressed, don’t expect a show.”

The sound of movement could be heard and Erin let out a pleased hum followed by a wolf whistle. “Have I ever told you, you’re sexy?” she asked.

“You say that to everyone,” Taylor retorted, half playfully, half seriously. “Anyway, now that I’m as naked as you, what should I do next?”

Erin chuckled. “Okay, first off, I might say it to everyone, but I’m never lying and I’m not wrong. Secondly, Get up against the wall, and give him a nice look at those soft lips of yours.”

The wall shook, and the almost deafening sound of a body shaking the stall echoed, along with Taylor grunting. “Did you have to shove me against the wall like that? It could have hurt.”

“Did it hurt?” Erin asked, pausing as if to dare Taylor to argue. “I didn’t think so. Plus, I know you love it when I manhandle you, I’ve seen your panties after I’ve tossed you around during practice,” Erin gloated.

John knelt down and turned to look through the hole in the wall. With only Taylor’s crotch visible, John noted all the details. The lack of hair allowed John to get an unhindered view of her pussy, and though she had a warm olive skin tone, John thought he might be able to see a tan line but was unsure if it wasn’t just a shadow.

Her outer lips were thick and looked almost bouncy. From between them, her soft inner lips poked out, a nice warm shade of pink. There seemed to be a small amount of moisture but not enough that John would call her wet.

With his phone still in his hand, he was about to open his text log with Erin but paused and took a picture of the girl's pussy framed within the Gloryhole. Quickly switching back to his messages, John sent a message.

< J: Tell her that she’s got a really pretty pussy >

While waiting for the text to go through, John threw an Observe at Taylor.

Name: Taylor

Title: N/A | Class: Ashcroft Student | Guild: N/A
Level: 3 | Age: 18 | Sex: F | Race: Human
Body type: Athletic | Height: 166 | Breast/Dick size: B
Affection: 0 (-17) | Lust: 48 (16) | Loyalty: 5 (-7)
Sex Experience: D+ | Relationship Status: Single
Current Mood: Horny, Naughty
Current thoughts:

“I can’t believe I’m doing this. It is pretty hot.”
“After getting an up-close look at it, his dick was probably bigger than my dildo.”
“Erin’s willing to share with me, but would she be alright with me fucking her guy?”
“I’ve been on a dry spell, so I hope she will.”

Character Info:

Hey! I'm Taylor, 18, and I live for the great outdoors. Whether it's hiking, camping with my fam, or rocking the indoor climbing scene, adventure's my middle name. I recently joined the cheer squad at a friend's urging, adding some pep to my already lively spirit. Warning: I'm super ticklish, so expect some laughter-filled moments. If you're into outdoor thrills and spontaneous fun, swipe right and let's share the next adventure!

When I'm not chasing adrenaline, you can find me diving into my favourite books or experimenting with new campfire recipes. I've got a soft spot for storytelling and cooking up a storm under the stars. Balance is key, right? If you're someone who appreciates a good read, enjoys some outdoor cooking, and can handle a bit of adventure, then we're on the same page. Let's create our own story – swipe right and let the next chapter begin!

Opinion:

She seems to trust you because she trusts Erin’s judgement.
You have a nice dick.
Knowing that you’re staring at her pussy is starting to make her wet.

(She wouldn’t feel safe being in the same room alone with you.)
(You’ve been a bit of a talking point among the girls and Taylor has noticed that you’re looking better and how your whole demeanour has shifted recently.)

’The general info thing is kinda weird,’ John noted, going back over it again.

[Call me lazy, I copy-pasted her rarely-used dating profile bio.]

“Are you paying attention? Taking a good look? Are you silent because of how cute her pussy is like this?” Erin asked.

John’s focus shifted from the Observe to the hole in the wall. Erin had reached around, delicately butterflying the girl's pussy and revealing the supple pink folds within. In the time John had been distracted, Taylor had become visibly aroused.

“Fuck,” John blurted, coughing from the surprise.

“Well, since we’re already like this, why don’t you just stick it in now? It’s what she wants, and you know you want it too,” Erin teased. She moved her fingers around, found the other girl’s clit and began circling it, the sight making John’s dick throb.

Erin’s suggestion and actions had **** a deep throaty moan out of both John and Taylor. Echoing each other, they cut themselves off. The room was silent once again and John froze, staring as a droplet of arousal leaked out of Taylor and onto Erin’s fingers.

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