This was deleted from stupidslutsclub for some reason but I want my slutty adventures out there, so enjoy!
After I figured out I’m trans last year, I was gripped by the desire to be fucked as much as possible, to be left useless and full on the floor, toys or cocks in every hole. The only problem was, my partner wasn’t into that. In fact, they aren’t into anything – we haven’t had sex in well over a year and we’re only three years into our relationship. So I looked elsewhere, I made a few accounts where I would post asking people to message me and help me get off, but then the guilt of it would catch up with me and I would delete after only chatting to a few people.
That changed when I met Lily.
She knew all the right buttons to press, the ways in which to lead me to pleasure, what to say when I was feeling guilty about cheating. Eventually, when lockdown was relaxed here in London last summer, we met up. I was shy at first, but she was confident, just a couple of years older, and quickly my shyness turned into horniness as we flirted back and forth. The switch really flipped in me, though, when she opened her bag and showed me what she’d brought along. A large, thick butt plug. She told me – no, ordered me – to go to the public bathroom, pick an odd numbered stall, and hang my coat over the door. I followed her orders, and a few minutes later there was a quick knock on the stall door, and I let her in with me. It was cramped, but with her body pressed against mine and my girl-dick growing hard between us, I loved every second of it. She lifted my dress and started rubbing at my cock over my panties, her other hand slipping under my bra to play with my nipple. We kissed, hard and long, and I must have let out a moan because she clamped her hand over my mouth and spun me around, bending me over the toilet seat and practically ripping my panties off of me. I whimpered, and she bent over my back, clamping her hand over my mouth again and whispered into my ear. “You’re going to be my good little slut, Bambi. Your holes are mine.” The hotness of her breath against my ear, the way her words swam in my head, had my knees weak. She told me to stay where I was and moved to root around in her bag.
I stayed as still as I could, since I was barely managing to hold myself up, and then suddenly I felt the familiar cold sensation of lube around my asshole. Her fingers massaged it gently in, and without warning, the cold silicone of the buttplug was pressed against me, and I let out an involuntary moan as she pushed it inside of me. I was being stretched more than I ever had been in the past. I felt like I was going to tear open, but then it reached the point where it stopped tapering, and I felt it settle inside of me. I let out a shudder of relief, and moaned under her touch as she leaned over me once again and breathed against my ear “We’re not done yet, slut.”
And then it started vibrating. My legs buckled, I fell to my knees on the public bathroom floor and nearly fainted with the pleasure. I felt her moving around me, and she sat herself down on the toilet seat (thankfully cleaned recently) and lifted up her skirt, revealing that she had removed her panties. I was desperate. I wanted to taste her, to hear her moan as I flicked my tongue over her clit, as I licked up her sweet juices. I buried my head between her thighs, and her hands tangled in my long hair, pushing me closer, almost to the point where I couldn’t breathe. I was her toy, her slut. She told me how much better I was than her boyfriend, and I returned the sentiment between long, slow licks up her pussy that made her shiver. I lost track of time, my tongue working to make her cum again and again as waves of pleasure rolled through my own body. Eventually she pushed me away as she sat shaking on the seat and pulled me up to kiss her, long and deep, tasting herself on my lips, our tongues desperately pressing against each other. I stood, and she lowered the vibrations on the toy that was still inside me. As she cleaned up, I pulled my panties back up, but she stopped me and took my cock in her mouth. She played with the tip with her tongue, licking up my shaft and stroking me slowly as I got harder. I was so close to cumming already, and when she told me she wanted my cum deep in her throat, I pushed my girl-dick forward and she took me all in. Her hand grabbed my ass and spread me, and her fingers pressed against the base of the toy that was still inside me. I came hard in that moment, the most I’ve ever cum, and she swallowed it all while looking up at me with those smirking eyes, as if to say “I own you now, your partner will never be enough anymore.”
But it didn’t end there. After we recovered and cleaned up, and left the stall one at a time to make sure the coast was clear, we walked through the city centre, the plug still in me, and occasionally, seemingly at random, she would turn the vibration all the way up for just a brief moment, and my knees would buckle again. I felt so humiliated, so controlled, so turned on. She was right; my partner could never satisfy me now that I’d had her.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mofz4x/she_made_me_her_slut_in_a_public_bathroom_tff
pretty hot
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