She didn’t call the restaurant… ([MF][public restroom sex][bdsm][rough][anal][oral])

He held the door for her as she walked in, taking her hand and smiling as they checked in for their dinner reservation. “Table for Mary,” her black dress tight around her curves, her legs freshly shaved and shining in the light, her six inch heels shaping her calves.

The host frowned, “I don’t seem to have you down, you can wait at the bar though, it will be a half hour,” writing their names down and waving them on. He leaned in, his grip on her hand clenching down as he whispered menacingly in her ear, “I told you to do one thing you lazy slut, fortunately I know exactly how you will be spending the next 30 minutes,” his teeth biting down on her ear before he pulled away. “S-sorry sir, I swear I made the reservation,” his pace quickening as they turned the corner, her heels clicking on the floor as she was pulled forward.

They moved swiftly over to the men’s restroom, his eyes scanning the area before he pushed her in, grabbing her by her thick hair as the door closed behind him. He slapped her, holding her face so she was looking herself in the mirror, a tear in her brown eyes as her cheek turned red. He shook her by the hair, his free hand running a finger along her lips, “you are lucky we aren’t home or I would have you dangling from the ceiling bitch, I can’t believe you didn’t call ahead,” pulling her to the handicapped stall and shoving her in.

He shut the door, locking it before gripping her brunette hair tightly and shoving her face into the toilet, pulling her dress up and smacking her ass as he held her down, the breath escaping her lungs bubbling the water. He flushed, letting her gasp for air as he turned her head, unzipping his pants and shoving his cock down her throat, “keep it down bitch, and do try not to make a mess, we have dinner after this,” smiling at her wet face, a strand of dark wet hair across her forehead, mascara running around her big eyes as he forced his cock balls deep down her throat.

He fucked her face hard, slapping her as she gagged, getting spit on his pants, “bitch I told you not to make a mess,” turning her face and shoving it back in the toilet as he lifted her skin tight dress and ripped off her panties. He started spanking her hard, the sound of his palm connecting with her freckled skin echoing off the walls of the bathroom. He flushed again as she struggled hard, pulling her wet face out and spitting on her before shoving her panties in her mouth, “that should keep you quiet.”

The bathroom door opened, his hands pushing her onto the seat, “lift your legs whore, we can’t have people seeing two of us in here,” making her spread and lift her legs, his feet the only pair under the door. He pinched her clit as they waited, choking her with his other hand, her wet face turning dark red, the handprints on her cheeks disappearing as her skin flushed. Tears formed in her brown eyes, the whites blood shot as she started struggling, her air supply cut off. He released her throat as the bathroom emptied out again, her neck red from his strong grip, turning her around, “bend over and spread that ass bitch, time for me to remind you who it belongs to.”

She complied, Breathing hard through her nose, her mouth stuffed with her panties, water dripping from her face and getting the front of her dress wet, her nipples rock hard under the skin tight fabric. Her white hands gripped her red butt cheeks, spreading them wide open, her dress pulled up just above her cherry red butt. He kicked her legs open, pushing her face back down into the toilet bowl, spitting on her asshole and shoving his cock in, groaning as he pushed himself balls deep, her cry muffled by the panties in her mouth, “don’t make too much noise whore, this is what you get for forgetting to call ahead,” his big hands wrapped around her waist as he started fucking her ass hard, her tight hole puckering around his thick shaft as he plunged it 7” in and out of her ass.

He pushed himself balls deep, lifting her as the bathroom door opened again, turning to sit with her on his lap, his cock pulsing balls deep in her ass. He reached around, rubbing her wet pussy, his free hand covering her mouth, the panties wet with her spit, whispering “don’t make a sound you fucking cunt, and move those hips, your ass isn’t going to fuck itself,” rubbing her pussy harder as she started rocking her ass back and forth on his rock hard pole.

He slid his hand off her pussy, pinching her hard wet nipples, his cock throbbing harder inside of her ass, quietly groaning from the feel of her ass clenched around his thick cock. He called out, “I’m having a hard time here guys, can you toss some paper towels in here,” his hand covering her mouth as he pinched down on her nipples, paper towels hitting her in the face, “thank you,” his deep voice filling the small stall the bathroom door shutting again.

He pushed her off his lap, moaning as his cock popped out of her tight ass, pulling her panties out of her mouth and shoving his cock back down her throat, her hair wrapped around his hand, his free hand gripping her wet panties. He shoved his cock balls deep, cumming hard down her throat, his legs shaking, her nose pressed to the zipper of his pants, “oh my god you fucking lazy slut keep sucking,” feeling her cough around his cock, his cum bubbling out of her nose as he held her down.

He pulled out, slapping her hard and smearing cum and spit over her flushed freckled face, her wet panties still in his hand. He zipped up his pants, the crotch slightly wet from her spit, shaking his head as she gasped for air, cum dripping from her lips, “we are going to have to work on your obedience you red assed cum dump, you got my pants wet.”

She looked up at him, her nipples showing through the thin fabric of her dress, the front of her hair wet, her makeup smeared all over, breathless, “s-sorry sir. Thank you for feeding me your cum and s-showing me what my ass was made for,” standing and wiping her lips off.

He grabbed her by the throat, pulling an anal plug from her purse and putting her wet panties in her hand. He clenched down on her throat, wetting the plug on her wet face before shoving it up her ass, pushing it in deep and spanking her hard, “keep that in, I will remove it when we get home,” throwing paper towels over her hair, her heels clicking on the floor as she steadied herself. He tossed her panties on her head, handing her the paper towels “Clean yourself up bitch, I’ll be waiting at the table, if you are lucky I’ll order you a drink,” turning and exiting the stall, leaving her messy and plugged in the men’s restroom…

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pbho7y/she_didnt_call_the_restaurant_mfpublic_restroom