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“Here’s to a great night out to forget stupid assholes,” Stephanie said, raising her shot glass. She was barely audible in the loud dive bar. Maria did her best to force a smile and return the gesture. She hadn’t had much hard liquor since her college days, but she managed to force the tequila down without a chaser.
They were in a subterranean joint downtown that Maria had never been to. Clouds of cigarette smoke hung in a thick layer across the bar. A group of obnoxious men sat in the far corner, hooping and hollering. The blonde bartender brought another pitcher of beer to their table and leaned over to set it down. One of the guys drunkenly commented on her “nice pair of tits.” She turned around, rolled her eyes, and trudged back to the bar. Some shitfaced woman in a skimpy top and short skirt was giving it her best shot at karaoke on the small stage.
It definitely wasn’t Maria’s scene, but Stephanie was insistent on coming here. “Bitch, you can’t just stay at home all night by yourself,” she had said. “You’re just going to be sad if you do that. You need to get your mind off it.”
“I know, you’re rightbut nothing crazy, okay?” Maria considered herself fairly low key. Her partying days ended when she graduated from college a few years ago. She also would have preferred somewhere a little more serene. Sure, she wanted to forget, but secondhand smoke and a frontrow seat to the dregs of society failing at karaoke didn’t seem like necessary parts of the process.
Stephanie absolutely insisted on this place. She said that, after her exboyfriend broke things off with her, this place magically helped her cope with it.
Maria wasn’t sure how…this place didn’t appear to be particularly special.
Maria and Justin had been together for nearly two years. They met at the gym and really hit it off. It didn’t take long for her to decide that he was the one. There was plenty of chemistry, and it just felt right.
Fast forward two years, and he still hadn’t popped the question. Any time she mentioned marriage, he acted uncomfortable; his body language changed, and he awkwardly changed the topic.
She gradually came to the realization that Justin is the kind of guy with commitment issues. He wanted to fuck her like she was his queen, but putting a ring on it and sealing the deal just seemed to be too much for him. He hadn’t even introduced her to his parents.
Against her better judgment, Maria moved in with him a few months ago. She had always been opposed to living together, at least until there was a promise of marriage. She knew the classic sequence, yet she fell for it anywaygirl uproots everything and moves in thinking it will move the relationship forward, guy gets what he wants whenever he wants without ever fully committing.
In a way, she was glad she moved in with him. If she hadn’t, who knows when she would have caught him; she would have been strung along, blissfully unaware of what was going on.
Over the previous few weeks, he started coming home from work late. Before then, he would be home by six o’clock at the latest. He absolutely hated staying late for work, and that was a boundary he firmly enforced with his boss at a local law firm. So, the “long work meetings” and “additional paperwork” he had to do after hours were a little bit weird.
One day, he forgot his briefcase at home. Since she was off work that day, he asked her to run it up to the office for him, and she did.
An absolute knockout of a woman with all the right features sat at the front desk. Maria had been in the office a few times in the past, but she didn’t remember seeing this woman.
She was likely a couple of years younger than Maria. She had flawless skin and perfect breasts. It was hard to tell with her sitting down, but Maria assumed she was likely blessed in the ass department as well.
“Who’s the new secretary?” she asked Justin after walking into his office.
“Oh, uh, that’s Sarah,” he replied. He turned away and looked a bit…off when he replied. He nervously shifted the pen holder at the corner of his desk. Maria didn’t think much of it, but in hindsight, she should have.
The night before this girls’ night out, Justin came home late, blaming a meeting about a new case the firm had recently taken on. He said it would be allhandsondeck, meaning he would be swamped with late work at the office for the next few weeks.
In an attempt to be an amazing girlfriend (with the hope of soon being a fiancée and then wife), Maria wanted to help him relax after a long day.
She led him to the couch and had him sit down. He seemed somewhat reluctant, claiming he just wanted to go shower first. Maria was already on her knees in front of him, working to get his slacks and underwear off. She saw that his dick was wet, and she figured it was precum. Wow, I already have him that horny, she thought. That turned her on a little bit.
She took his flaccid cock in her mouth and began sucking. It had an undeniably weird taste, but she chalked it up to a day’s worth of sweat and grime. It took longer than normal for him to get hard and significantly longer for him to cum. She worked his cock like a good girlfriend. Giving head wasn’t her favorite, but she wanted to really blow his mind. Subconsciously, she was trying to persuade him that she was “wife material.”
He uttered a small grunt at his climax. Maria could tell it was building, and she braced herself for the gully washer of his hot load. Except all that came out was a pathetic dribble. She could barely even tell that he came.
“Wow, that wasn’t as much as I thought it would be,” she said after she easily swallowed it.
“Yeah, I think it must just be stress or something,” Justin said. “You did great, I’m just not totally in the mood I guess. My mind is just on the new case and all. It was a long day.”
After Justin got that shower he wanted, they spent the rest of the night on the couch watching Netflix. She fell asleep with her head in his lap.
Maria awoke to a faint buzzing sound. Justin was still sound asleep, his head lolled to the side. Drool had been dripping from his mouth and pooling on the side of her face. She sat up, wiped her face off, and looked around. The earliest of the orange morning light was trickling in through the windows.
She got up and walked toward the source of the buzzing. It was Justin’s phone on the kitchen counter. An unsaved phone number had sent him several texts. Who’s texting him this early? she thought. Maybe it’s work stuff about that new case.
She wasn’t the type to snoop, but she was curious. Glancing over her shoulder to make sure he was still asleep, she quickly typed in his passcode and clicked on the top message notification.
Maria was immediately and utterly devastated at what she saw. A huge pair of exposed, perky boobs stared back at her, the boobs of…the secretary. In the selfie, her boobs were squished together, and her mouth was open, tongue out, a seductive look in her eyes. Below the photo were several messages.
“Good morning hunk! Wanted to give you a little surprise to wake up to.”
“Can’t wait to see you at work soon. You tasted so good yesterday. Might have a surprise for you again later.”
In that moment, all the pieces clicked into place in her mind. Justin had been this new secretary. Maria realized she had gotten sloppy seconds the night before, and she recoiled in disgust.
When she confronted Justin about it, he didn’t deny it. He couldn’t; he had been caught red handed.
He apologized profusely. He said it had only been a few times and that it would never happen again. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to know, but she made him tell her what they had done together. She had sucked his dick multiple times, and he fucked her…in the pussy and in the ass. Maria couldn’t believe it.
He said he loved Maria and was committed to their future together. But in the end, Maria just couldn’t do it. She told him they were over then packed a bag and went to Stephanie’s. She would figure out the moveout process later. For now, she just needed some time away to think.
Stephanie was her best friend, and she went to her with everything. After Maria filled her in, they both called in sick at work, and Maria spent most of the day wallowing in utter depression. Stephanie did her best to offer encouragement. Maria couldn’t stop visualizing Justin with the secretary. The thought of that beautiful bimbo having her way with Justin devastated her.
After her head cleared, Stephanie recommended the fun night out.
“Can we get another round?” Stephanie called to the blonde bartender.
“Sure thing, ladies,” she replied. She brought the bottle over and refilled their glasses, her considerable breasts jiggling slightly as she did so. Maria couldn’t help but be reminded of the slutty secretary.
For the next hour, they drank to the girls and better men in the future.
“Fuck, I think I’m going to have to break the seal,” Maria said. She tried her best to hold it, but her bladder ached. If she had to go any longer, she thought she would pee all over the barstool.
“Have fun, I’ll just be here enjoying the fantastic music,” she said. A greasy, middleaged guy was taking his turn at karaokeand not doing very well.
Maria got up off the barstool and looked around. The movement intensified the discomfort in her full bladder. Her head buzz hit her like a freight train as she stood. She was a “moderation” drinker, so throwing back tequila shot after tequila shot had thrown her for a loop.
A neon “RESTROOM” sign hung above a back hallway. She focused hard on it and did her best to overpower her swimming head and walk directly toward it. When she was halfway to the back hallway, she realized she would have to walk past the table with the obnoxious guys. Oh well, fuck it, she thought.
Out of the corner of her tipsy vision, she could see them looking at her and whispering to each other. As she walked by, one of them said, “Now THAT’S an ass, fellas.” She was wearing a pair of short jean shorts that showed just enough cheek to be a tease without being outright slutty.
She blushed. Maria should have felt debased, objectified. And maybe she did a little bit. But part of her also enjoyed the idea of a table of guys staring at her ass as she walked by. She hadn’t tried actively getting the attention of any men over the last two years, so doing so now felt weird but exciting. Although it hurt her bladder to do so, she emphasized the sway of her hips as she passed by. Thanks, liquid courage.
She opened the door to the bathroom, and it was about what she expected. A few dingy stalls lined the far side, and the air was dank and musty. The stall at the far end was larger than the others and was surrounded by walls on three sides, tucked away like a cubbyhole. Might as well take the big one, she thought.
She walked in, closed and locked the rickety stall door, and sat down to pee. Her head spun as she emptied her bladder.
When she was finished, she went to open the stall door when she heard a strange creaking sound. She looked down at the side of the stall, tracing the sound, and realized it was coming from the toilet paper dispenser.
She leaned down to get a better look, her curiosity fueled by the buzz. Her face was a foot away when the dispenser gave way with a metallic clang, falling to the floor. Behind it was a hole in the thin sheetrock wall that was a few inches wide.
What the hell is this for? she wondered. She continued leaning down until she was eye level with the hole. She peered through it, but what lay beyond was pure blackness. Is this some kind of peeping Tom shit? she thought.
Then, without warning, a fully erect penis emerged from the hole, stopping mere inches from her face. She gasped, covering her mouth with both hands in shock. A large part of her wanted to turn and run out of this gross bathroom and perhaps tell management that there’s some kind of sick pervert in there. But another part of her was oddly intrigued.
She didn’t know if it was the alcohol or her anger at Justinor maybe boththat kept her there. She sat down on her knees in front of the penis. This thing was way bigger than Justin’s; she estimated it was close to eight inches long.
She hesitated, thinking about Justin, her partner of two years, and considered what he had done with the secretary, what he might be doing with her right at this moment. And that solidified her decision.
She reached out with one hand and lightly brushed it, and it jumped up a little bit, eager to be pleased. She studied the enlarged tip and the long shaft. Then, she spat on her hand and started slowly stroking it. The cock stiffened with blood flow under her hand as she began to work it.
She couldn’t believe she was in this grungy bathroom pleasuring a random cock sticking out of the wall. Whose cock was it? She didn’t know and didn’t really care. For all she knew, it was one of the annoying guys from the bar who had likely run this member through a number of whores. The anonymity of it all gave her an odd sense of confidence and satisfaction.
She continued to work it, slowly at first, then picking up the pace. It was hard to gauge where he was at in terms of climax, but she did her best based on general experience. She wasn’t quite a slut in her past life, but she knew her way around a dick. Once she saw the unmistakable glistening of precum oozing out of his tip, she knew it was getting close.
She worked it and worked it, trying to time it. Before he finished, she would move out of the way slightly, letting him shoot out onto the already disgusting floor. But she was caught by surprise; his load came bursting out, showering her face in ropes of hot, sticky, salty spunk. It all seemed to happen in slow motion.
For a moment, she stood still, shocked at what had happened. She had never had a guy cum on her face before, yet here she was, covered in this mystery man’s load. She was somewhat stunned and didn’t know quite what to do.
The cock slowly withdrew from the hole and disappeared. Not more than five seconds later, another one appeared. This time, the cock, balls, and all protruded through the opening in the wall. The cock was flaccid.
I did one, might as well do two, she thought. Except this time, a new thought occurred to her. She leaned forward, stuck her tongue out, and licked the tip, her tongue working around it. It twitched under her wet tongue, and she felt it start to grow.
As it started to stand on end, she put it in her mouth. This one was also bigger than Justin’s, and she struggled to fit it properly in her mouth. Once she had wrapped her lips around it, she started sucking slowly. For the first few minutes, she kept the pace slow. Every now and then, she would plunge him as far down her throat as she could manage, all the way until her nose butted up against the wall.
The stretch in her jaw aroused her; she loved the feeling of having to stretch to accommodate this man, something she never had to do with Justin’s pathetic dick.
The more she worked the second mystery man’s cock with her mouth, the wetter her pussy became. There was something about freely being a dirty slut in this bathroom that took her to the next level. She briefly paused what she was doing to take off her shorts, underwear, and top. When she returned to the rockhard cock in front of her, she began pleasing herself. For some taboo reason, what was happening aroused her more than anything she had ever done with Justin.
The sound of ripping paper came from somewhere behind her. She took him out of her mouth and looked around. Behind her, she saw what looked like a small patch in the wall being torn off from the other side, revealing another hole. But this one sat a little bit lower than the other one.
As soon as the covering was removed, another cock stuck through, fully bricked up. She noticed a glob of precum shining on the tip. She now had two hard cocks eagerly pointing at her in this small nook, both desperate for release.
She had gotten this far, hadn’t she? What was one more step? She returned to her starting position and sucked. As she did so, she backed her hips up to the new dick. She searched for it with her ass until she found it. It rammed into her ass cheek, and she adjusted herself until the cock slipped into her wet hole. She moaned against the cock in her mouth with pleasure as she sat back farther, driving the third cock deep into her insides.
The spacing between the walls was perfect; it allowed her to shift forward and back, alternatively taking it deeper into her mouth and shallower in her pussy, and back the other way, on and on and on, pleasing both men.
She relished the idea of anonymously helping to meet the most primal, animalistic needs of these mystery men. She did this for several minutes, varying the pace as she pleased. Then, she had an idea…
She took both men out of her, reached her hand back, and guided the cock behind her into her tight asshole. By now, the wetness from her pussy had been sloshed around enough to help ease the cock inside her.
Maria had never been an ass girl. For whatever reason, she just hadn’t been inclined to try it, even when Justin practically begged her to. But tonight, all bets were off; it was a night for a fresh start.
She relaxed against the pressure, allowing her sphincter to spread to accommodate the girth of the cock. She eagerly took the other cock back in her mouth and resumed her backandforth ride.
For several minutes she bounced back and forth, alternating between deepthroating and taking the deepest anal pounding imaginable. The cock in her ass was uncomfortable at first, but as she stretched and relaxed into it, it felt amazing; her sphincter slowly stretched, relaxing to allow the man deeper access.
Justin would be so jealous. He’d be SO pissed if he knew what was happening to me right now, she thought.
And that gave her another idea.
Her phone stuck out of the back pocket of her shorts, still within reach. She grabbed it and opened the camera, all while she continued to please both men. She flipped the camera around and took a selfie that showed both huge cocks penetrating her along with her cumcovered face.
Then, she tossed the phone aside to refocus on the task at hand. She bounced back then sprung forward again and again, enjoying every moment of the experience. Surely they must both be close to finishing, she thought.
The timing was impeccable; both men blew their loads at the exact same time. She felt the cock in her mouth quiver, and the man behind the wall bucked his hips forward as far as he could, forcing himself deep into her throat as he slung spurt after spurt of cum down her gullet.
At the same time, she felt the cock in her asshole tense. She could feel the warm gush of fluid into her as he, too, thrust his hips forward, penetrating her as deep as possible as he came. She could hear their climactic, guttural grunts through the walls. All of it was enough to send her over the edge. As she continued rubbing herself, she climaxed, getting lost in a brief but seemingly endless sea of pure ecstasy.
This dirty bathroom did more for her than anything her pathetic exboyfriend had ever done.
When both men had finished and Maria stopped quivering, their cocks slowly slipped out of her as they began to deflate, empty and satisfied. Like a good slut, Maria swallowed the load in her mouth. She felt the remnants of her anal creampie dripping out from behind her.
What a wild ride. I can’t believe I just let three random men use me, she thought.
The cocks disappeared back through their holes. I better clean this jizz off my face before I go back out there, she realized. She grabbed some toilet paper from the dispenser on the ground and wiped her face off the best she could. She cleaned up her ass, got dressed, and looked in the mirror.
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