Be Careful What You Wish For_(2)

I had organised it on the internet. I would be in the first stall of the mens’ toilet, leaning over so the first thing he would see was by bare backside, my skirt hitchd up and my suspenders would be holding up my fishnets, he said he loved suspenders. My legs would be parted and I would be wearing my stilletto “fuck me” boots. I would be bent over so I would not be able to see him and he could not see me or my naked breasts that would be swinging freely from my unhooked black leather vest waiting for his hands to play with them anyway he liked.

Ok so you have the picture – how did I get there? I was depressed after being jilted at the alter –My man had run off with his best man – how humiliating is that – I felt used and useless. I couldn’t believe I had been so humiliated and wanted to have anonymous sex so I could somehow act out how I was feeling inside.

I had been chatting to this guy for ages and decided I would ask him to fuck me but I wanted it dirty and I didn’t want to see him – I just wanted to feel incredibly filthy and experience the shame and humiliation I felt – so he suggested the men’s room in the park across town. It was filthy, it stunk and was only really used by druggies and homeless men – it was perfect. I would be humiliated and be used like a dirty rag – just what I needed.

I heard a sound and then someone stepped into the stall. I wiggled my ass but only heard a voice say “whoops sorry – I need a crap – I’ll use the next one”.
I listed as I heard him sit down and start to empty his bowels. The smell was awful and I almost vomited into the filthy toilet bowl I was leaning over. While I was listening I felt hands on my hips. I hadn’t heard him come in. Without any further preliminaries I felt a large hard cock touching my cunt and then – shove – it was in.

I was being fucked in a filthy mens’ room while another man was shitting in the stall next door. The cock in my cunt was fucking me so hard I found it difficult to maintain my position and feared my face would be forced into the filthy toilet bowel. That would be awful – it must have been covered in germs. This was so hot – I was so shamed. My orgasm was enormous and my cries could have been heard for miles – this was hotter than I had imagined.

Now I had organised on the internet that he would come and then leave so I was getting ready for him to finish so I could straighten up and leave.