It was my lunch break. I decided on McDonald's today. While eating my burger, my thoughts turned sexual. I couldn't stop thinking about cock. Suddenly, an idea came into my head. This idea was completely nuts, but I seriously considered it.
Just an errant thought…one I should have tidied away. Instead, I kept revisiting it over and over.
I looked to my right. There the door stood. A blue symbol of a man in a white circle. I longed open that door, to go inside that stanky pissy room and just..
Do what exactly? Be a fly on the wall? I wanted to hide in a stall, and see a man whip out his cock. I wanted to be completely unseen..I wanted to see some beautful cocks pissing…that's for sure. But that wasn't entirely it. I wanted to see these men completely unselfconscious.. Their sighs of relief…their desperate hurried fumbling of their organs through their flies. I wanted to hear the tinkle and spray of their urine in the toilet. And to see them flap their dicks to try to get off the last few drops.
The idea took hold of me completely…Screw lunch…screw my job. I was doing this. I was wearing a hoodie, I reckoned I had a good chance of infiltrating the men's room at McDonalds without being noticed.
I looked around. The restaurant was nearly empty except a few people at the counter. I decided then to make my move. A few strides, and I was in. Only it wasn't a multistall restroom….Fuck. I'm about to leave, when I decide to just enjoy the thrill of being in a forbidden space. I took a look at the numbers on the walls and the graffiti. Nothing too exciting…maybe something to think about later in private…
I was suddenly caught off guard by a man rushing into the bathroom very quickly and very purposefully heading toward the urinal. His elbow hit my in the chest…he hollared an apology while fumbling with his belt buckle on this pants. His hands were shaking. Suddenly, I hear his foreceful stream of piss splatter against the porcelin.
"Whooooo. ..hey, sorry there I didn't see ya. It was an emergency. About 5 more seconds and I would have pissed myself. Say, were you done? I am so so sorry if I just piss blocked you…"
I was almost across the room, staring at his turtle still being drained, when I looked up to see his face with an expression of sudden understanding. I completely stopped thinking. I feared the worse…he looked very angry.
"Wait" he said. "I won't tell the manager IF you do exactly what I say…"
He stopped his piss stream suddenly.
"I want you to take off your pants, and I'll do the same, ok?"
He suddenly hurried over to the door to lock it.
I did not attempt to leave. Instead, I started unzipping my jeans, taking off my shoes, and putting my jeans and underwear in a little pile by my feet.
I stood there still in my sweater, my lower body completely open to the breeze.
He reached down and removed his khakis as quickly as possible. Then after a very brief pause, his shirt as well. He stood there, a skinny man, his red plum with a drop off piss as the tip hanging there, 4 feet away from me. He then lowered himself to the floor in a squat. I stood there, my beating vulva right in front of this stranger's eyes, as I got a good look at this man's swelling, hanging package. It sways slightly…it was soft but rubbery looking.
Then, he looked up at me and indicated for me to get in a crab position with my crotch pointed toward his junk. We sat there on the bathroom floor like that. I was'nt sure what to do…the draft in the bathroom sent shivers through my body. My genitals leaked and oozed, maybe a couple of feet from this man's groin.
Breathing heavily, he said "Ok. Now try to piss on me. Try to aim for my dick."
I didn't dare look him in the eye. "OK" I said. I looked back to his penis, and it was rapidly twitching and growing, like it was possessed.
I watched his genitals bobble before me, as I strugggled to get even a drop of pee out. I actually had to pee more than I realized, the result of drinking a large coke. I pushed and pushed…I could feel my loins spreading, and my pussy becoming engorged…I felt downright puffy…but for a long time, nothing came out. My muscles quivered with echaustion propping myself up.
His cock, shiny with precum, pointed into the air. I could see it pulsate. Suddenly, just when I thought I would put my butt down on the tile and take a rest, I felt a stirring sensation in my loins, and some wetness…I knew I was peeing, but I didn't remember commanding my body to go. Suddenly, I was a fountain. Some warm liquid dripping, and then a solid spray….
My eyes were clenched, but they flew open again when suddenly I heard the stranger moan. I looked up, to see my piss spray nailing the guy right over his taint and balls. The strong stream even collided with his shaft and glans. He started bucking his hips as his penis head got drenched.
My stream gave out shortly after that. I continued to hover there on my hands and feet, a huge puddle on the floor underneath us….
I looked back at his pens. He had his eyes closed this time, and his erection started shooting out little streams of piss, each one making his cock wag.
I watched, as he finally placed his fingers on his cock. He began to pull gently on his penis…I found myself gently rubbing my own clit, barely conscious rof what I was doing…My raw cleft was tingling…I kept watching as he gave his cock, some form pressure at the base of his shaft, and a geyser of cum launch from his wet penis. He then slowly stroked as his penis launched more semen into the air, onto himself, and some even on my thighs and pussy. Each drop of hot cum, firing rapidly one after the other sent me over the edge. My pussy started to clench as I came. It was accompanied by a flood of lubrication out my hole and down my asscrack. I realized I was squirting at this point. The liquid shot out as I came spread eagle.
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