Emily stood in front of the mirror thinking about sucking the impressive 9” cock of her boyfriend, Johnny. She started to feel… tingly. She realised that her crotch was getting wet, and decided that it was no use going to find Johnny. She wanted relief now!
Ducking into a stall, Emily dropped her tight shorts to the ground. Below them was her thong, which used to be white, but was now almost clear with how wet she was. She took off her thong, and sat down on the toilet. Reaching a soft, dainty hand to her vagina, she began to trace finger along the outline of her labia as well as her thighs. Her pussy was quivering in anticipation, and she gently rubbed her labia minora. Biting her lip to stifle a moan, she rubbed it again. As she rubbed her fingers across her vagina, she began playing with a nipple with her other hand. Wanting to go further, she began circling her clit, feeling the climax coming. Within seconds, her body exploding into a convulsing mess of cum, fireworks, and ecstasy.
“Fuck…”, she muttered. Just then, the door opened. A deep voice was echoing through the bathroom. “Babe?” It was Johnny. She opened the door. “You got started without me, huh?” Emily smiles. She pulls him into a kiss, all while he begins stroking her vagina and she his cock. He picks Emily up, and sits on the toilet, cock throbbing. He places Emily on his lap, her juices soaking his thighs. Through the constant kisses, Emily strokes Johnny’s cock faster, and she whispers to him “Can I get on yet?” He only nods as she slides onto the 9” penis. Her eyes roll back into her head as the dick slides in and out of her soaking pussy, and she strokes her clit.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum!” Johnny says. Feeling her own climax coming, Emily looks him dead in the eye and replies “Not without me you won’t!” As their lips lock again, Johnny’s cum explodes into Emily’s eagerly waiting snatch. She moans as her own orgasm wracks her body, leaving the two sweaty and covered in love juices.