I looked towards the narrow, taped hole in the separator that I’d been extremely familiar with, at least from the other side. I didn’t have to wait very long. After a few moments, I saw a 5-inch cock with smooth white skin, and a pink rounded tip push through the opening. I could smell it as well, the thick musky scent of arousal. It filled my little stall and made my mouth water. In a moment, I heard the metal crinkle and I knew that the person on the other side was pressed all the way against the separator.
I quickly slid off of the toilet seat and dropped to my knees on the dirty floor. I was looking the cock, essentially, in the face. It was twitching slightly and just the sight of it made my mouth water. I felt my own cock stiffening underneath my skirt, pressing against my tight panties. Now I breathed in deeply, pulling the deep sexual scent into my lungs.
The tension was already building inside of me. I didn’t want to wait any longer. I reached my hand forward slowly and then carefully draped my hand across the top of the stiff cock. The skin felt smooth and hot against my fingers and I felt the person on the other side tremble. I curled my fingers all the way around the cock, feeling the tense muscles under the silky skin. I stroke the cock once, dragging my hand back towards my face. I watched the skin bunch up around the tip of the cock, then slid my hand back away again.
The person on the other side felt completely rigid, I could feel their tension through the cock. I could almost picture someone, standing on their tip toes, holding their breath. In fact, at that moment I head a small hiss of air push through someone’s lungs. But I was just warming my partner up. I wanted a lot more.
I licked my lips once as I continued to stroke the cock slowly. I started to lean forward. I closed my eyes and dropped my hand from the cock as I did so. I felt the tip of the penis press against my pursed lips and smiled. Then I slowly opened my mouth. The person on the other side of the barrier thrust harder, making the barrier between us shudder. I slid my tongue out and raked across the bottom of the cock. I bounced it once gently on my tongue and felt a shiver run through my partner. It felt incredibly smooth and tasted salty. Heavenly.
I couldn’t go slowly anymore, I felt my body reacting more and more to the stimulation. I opened my mouth wider and leaned farther in towards the gloryhole. I felt the cock sliding across the top of my tongue and against my lips. The flavor filled my mouth and the scent grew even more intense. I opened my throat and let the cock slide deeper and deeper inside of me. It filled my mouth and pushed back against my throat. I gagged a little and felt my eyes tear up. But it felt wonderful and dirty, just like when I’d been on the other side of that wall.
My lover seemed to understand exactly what I wanted. As the cock found resistance in my throat, it started to pull back sharply. Soon, only the wet tip was still in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it briefly, tasting the salty pre-cum. But then the cock was slamming back into my throat, hard. My eyes were watering harder now and it hurt as the dick slammed into me. But felt lovely also.
In fact, as the cock started to slam in and out of my mouth I found myself becoming more and more aroused. Even the pain, while real, felt good. It added to the pleasure I felt, having that cock in my mouth. I needed more contact. My hands were free, as I was letting my lover pound at my throat without restraint. My eyes were watering so bad that I couldn’t see, but those hands knew what to do. One hand instantly grabbed for my blouse. I popped a few buttons open, reaching into my shirt. I lifted one of my breasts out of my bra, feeling the cold air of the bathroom against my skin. I started to rub my nipple gently while I squeezed the soft flesh of my breasts. At the same time, my other hand hiked up my skirt. I reached my hand inside of my panties, reaching desperately for my own cock. I pulled it out of one of the leg holes, wrapping my fingers around it.
I don’t know how long I was like that, time didn’t really apply. I had my lips close to the glory hole and a cock was pushed hard into my mouth. At the same pace as my longer was pounding at my throat, I was grabbing my breast and stroking my own cock. The room was filled with the sights, smells, and textures of animal sexuality. It felt electric.
I guess my lover felt it as well. After some indeterminate about of time, I felt my lover’s pace lessen slightly. I felt them push hard into my throat, pull back slightly and then stop. I heard a noise on the other side and then I felt the cock sort of swell in my mouth. I felt the urethra against my tongue, expand and then contract. Then, I felt a hot, wetness against my tongue. A familiar and lovely smell filled my nose and a thick globs of liquid started to fill my mouth. The cock shot wad after wad of sticky cum against my tongue and my teeth. Soon it was pooling in my cheeks and I had to swallow some of it down to keep it from drooling down my chin. But I kept most of it, letting my tongue sink into it.
After a few moments, the pace started to slacken and the last few dribbles of cum poured into my mouth. I felt the cock slide out of from between my lips and pull back into its own stall. I knew the rules in this place, I knew that the temporary breach in the wall was over and I was supposed to leave. But I also knew that the restrictive rules didn’t mean anything to me anymore.
I stood up from the bathroom floor quickly and thrust open the door of my stall. I rushed out into the bathroom and turned towards the stall next to me. I quickly grabbed the handle and flung it open. I took one quick step inside.
“Hell baby, happy anniversary,” Michelle said, smiling at me in a sultry way. She stood in the stall, completely naked facing me with her hands on her hips. Her cock was still twitching from her orgasm and her face looked absolutely relaxed and happy.
I smiled but said nothing. Instead I took two steps towards my lover and wrapped my arms around her neck. I heard Michele groan slightly and watched her tilt her head. She threw her arms around my waist and pulled me in. My cock was still pulled out of my panties and was actually holding my skirt up oddly. I felt it brush against Michele’s naked thigh as we pressed together.