Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 108

As she leaned on the bar avoiding making eye contact with the busy bartenders and wiggling her hips in which she hoped was an enticing manner, a man sidled up alongside her and she glanced over at him. He was tall and skinny, dressed wearing a torn up black t-shirt and ripped black jeans. He had an outdated emo haircut with a long fringe that partially obscured his eyes and black painted nails. First impressions, not the kind of guy Tegan would usually go for but he didn’t seem dangerous.

“What’re you drinking?” he enquired.

“What’re you buying?” Tegan shot back.

The man flagged down the bartender and ordered two vodka tonics, tapping his credit card to pay for them then taking a swig. Tegan took her cup and slammed the drink down, suppressing a grimace at the unusual bitterness of the tonic water then took the man by the long sleeve of his t-shirt and started to drag him to the nearest bathroom. He finished his drink and tossed his empty cup on the bar as he allowed himself to be led. Tegan hesitated momentarily outside the entrance then veered right into the men’s room figuring she’d be less likely to create a stir in there than her new friend would be in the ladies’ room.

The bathroom was huge and crowded and mercifully a lot cleaner than she had feared, with men occupying most of the urinals. She identified a vacant cubicle and pulled the stranger into it, locking the door. Realistically the door was only going to provide them with notional privacy, especially when at least a dozen people saw them walk in here and would be able to guess why, but it was better than nothing. She immediately started groping for the man’s cock through his pants and he started feeling her tits through her mesh top.

Tegan fumbled with his belt to get it unbuckled and pushed his jeans down far enough to free his cock which she began stroking with her hands, feeling it swell. In return the stranger grabbed the hem of her skirt and it rolled up easily. Blindly he felt around as if trying to get his fingers inside her panties, quickly realising she wasn’t wearing any. His fingers slid through her ginger triangle and found her hairless slit, dipping a finger between her lips and frigging her gently. She felt her clit tingle in response and his cock twitch in her hands. Switching to one hand to keep stroking him she unzipped her fanny pack and felt inside it for a condom. She pulled one out and ripped the packet open with her teeth, quickly performing a visual inspection and rolling it down his shaft. As soon as she had him covered she turned around and bent as far as she could in the narrow cubicle, hiking her skirt up over her ass.

“Quick.” She urged him, in case he had any last minute hesitation. She didn’t know if he expected she would actually let him fuck her when she brought him in here, but it was going to happen. Using her fingers to spread herself she felt his tip push against her entrance and she moved her fingers to help guide him inside. His sheathed cock slid into her easily and she realised with some mild embarrassment she must be soaking wet already.

The man took her by the hips and pulled himself into her hard which she punctuated with a surprised gasp of pleasure, bracing her arms against the partition. He took a few slow thrusts to get warmed up then began to build to a steady rhythm. Tegan let out gentle moans each time. Despite spending several hours serving Jackson she hadn’t actually gotten off and it seemed like her body was hungry for an orgasm. She started pushing her hips back at him to meet his thrusts and he moved his hands to cup her small tits, groping at them under her shirt, pinching her nipples through the electrical tape coverings. If she had hoped to come, however, she was disappointed.