Taking care of your needs

You’ve heard the guild halls apparently have extremely nice bathrooms. Looking across the room confirms the story as you spot the entrance. Hurrying inside you duck into a stall as you see a man come out of another. Shit, did you pick the wrong bathroom? You lower the toilet seat as you pull down your trousers. Toilets are a precious commodity this far outside big cities and you intend to enjoy the luxury. You sit down and get to work as you begin to gently tease your clit. Slow gentle movements send jolts of pleasure throughout your body as you quietly moan into your hand. You slouch down to get more comfortable as you brace your legs against the stall door. Moving your hand from your clitoris down to your slit, your fingers slide inside with ease. Rhythmically your fingers explore your depths as with the other hand, you fondle your breasts through your armor.

You hear a quiet, stifled moan which is not your own. You glance over and notice a small coin sized hole in the stall to your left. Unable to contain your curiosity and lust, you put your eye to the hole. A dwarf appears to be fucking a human girl. Her long slender legs are draped over the dwarf’s shoulders as he thrusts into her. You eye up the dwarf who is built like a mountain and has a 9-inch cock. Your eye remains fixed on him and you continue to pleasure yourself. Admiring his body, you quicken your speed to match his thrusts. You close your eyes and listen to the sounds from the next stall, imagining that dwarf was fucking you instead. This fantasy carries you to orgasm as your legs shake against the stall door. You feel yourself cum as you make a mess of the toilet and floor below. Your body remains locked into position until half a minute later you regain your composure. You quickly clean up after yourself and flush the toilet. Before you exit the stall, you take one last look at the couple. The girl is now covered in semen which has been shot across her stomach and chest. She looks up at the dwarf and quietly asks

“What were you looking at?” you cannot hear what he says but you have a hunch that he saw everything. Embarrassed you quickly rinse your hands and flee the bathroom. As you arrive back outside it seems the table is still arguing.