Her hand crept under the table and up the man's leg. She found his crotch and the bulge growing there and started massaging it. His cock lurched and rumbled in lust by the time she had worked herself up enough to say, «Let's go somewhere and get it on. I need it after today.»
«God, I can't wait. Into the men's john. We'll fuck there!»
The idea struck her as so kinky she didn't even try to argue. Her pussy was churning now, turning her crotch sopping wet with the cunt sauce leaking from her insides. They got up and went back to the men's restroom. A furtive glance to see if anyone noticed and then they were inside.
Tony latched the door and immediately kissed her, his hands trying to stroke over every single square inch of her flesh all at once.
«God, Tony, I'm hot. I'm burning up inside wanting you. Finger-fuck me and then really fuck me with your cock. Oh, ummmm, yeah, that's what I need!»
His hands had lifted her skirt up around her waist. Pulling down her panties had taken just an instant. She kicked free of them and widened her stance so that he could get either finger or cock into her seething hot fuck channel.
His finger reamed her out. By the time his hand was drenched in her oily juices, she was ready for anything.
And so was Tony.
«I'm not going to fuck that tight little cunt of yours,» he told her. «I've got a better idea?»
«Huh?» She was so lost in the wonderland of sensation coursing through her that she hardly understood what he was saying. He spun her around so fast she lost her balance.
She reached out and grabbed the edge of the wash basin, bent into an L- shape, her ass jutting backwards. As the man's hands spread her asscheeks and she felt his hot, thick cylinder of lust plunging into that deep canyon, she knew what he was going to do.
«No , Tony, don't fuck me up the asshole! I . . . I've never had a man up there before. It . . . ummm, ohhhh!»
He didn't ram all the way up into her rectum. The glans of his prong edged into the anus and banged away gently, trying to open it up before surging all the way up her back. Even with this gentle approach, she felt some pain. But the way he had greased his prick with her own thick lubricants allowed him to inch into her tightest passage.
She felt her anal sphincter muscle slowly expanding. Then it gave up the battle altogether. He sank a couple more inches into her bowels. She shrieked and moaned, sweat pouring off her body. But there wasn't any pain now. It had been replaced by a stark, raw animal lust that she'd never experienced before. The feel of his cock resting against the walls of her shit chute made her feel lusty, strong, totally feminine and wanton at the same time.
«Fuck me good,» she begged now. «Ram it in. I can take it. Really I can!»
His hands gripped her around the waist. He pulled her backwards slightly as his hips levered forward. Inch after tantalizing inch of his prick sank into her hot, clinging asshole. When she felt his balls wetly swinging against her cunt lips, she knew he was buried to the hilt up her rear.
The way his cock danced and throbbed inside her asshole made her think millions of fire-ants had invaded her body and nipped at her most delicate flesh. But it wasn't painful. It aroused her more and more. She clutched fiercely at the porcelain wash basin for support.
«Fuck me now. Don't just let it rest there. Tear me up with that fuck stick of yours!»
The entry had given her a little pain. As the man retreated from the hot, tight berth, Velvet thought she would go out of her skull. The vacuum formed in her guts threatened to pull her inside out. A lewd sucking noise sounded as the head of his cock left her ring of clinging anal muscle.
He didn't hesitate. He rammed back into her, faster than the first insertion. And he rotated his hips slightly to give her a corkscrewing motion. She felt her rectal walls try to hang on to that twisting, turning prick. He stirred her up inside more and more, then pulled out again.
His hands stroked over the cool half-moons of her asscheeks. He reached down and pulled at the doughy mounds, trying to get a better shot at her asshole. This caused her rectum to shrink in size around his cock.
They both gasped as he pushed her asscheeks apart. She felt every single tremble of his pillar now. The broad arrowhead-shaped glans spread even wider, pressing into her tight tunnel. The big blue vein on the top of his cock pulsed with feverish need.
«Can't hang on. Damn, never fucked a chick like this before. Too damned exciting. Taking too much out of me.»
«Give me the sexiest enema ever!» she moaned out. «Come up my ass. Give me one hell of a fuck and then come up my asshole!»
She jammed her hips backwards into the curve of his body. They fit together perfectly, like pieces out of a picture puzzle. He pulled back and then stuffed himself back into her rectum with all the speed and desire locked up in his loins.
Before either of them realized what was happening, they were fucking fast and furious. He greeked her with long, demanding strokes. Every single thrust up her back produced enough carnal friction to make them both gasp and want more, lots more.
Velvet bent even further forward, her head lower than her hands now. This tightened up her asshole around his column of cock better than anything else she'd done.
«Bugger me. Give me every goddamn inch of that sweet prick of yours.»
«Oh, damn, damn,» he grunted. His balls had tensed up and he knew he was seconds away from coming. He wanted to make this last all day long but he didn't have the control for it.
She felt his cock swelling even more in her tight ass. When his fucking rhythm turned jerky, she knew it would only be seconds before he came. And she was right.
The first hot squirt of jism into her bowels left her quivering and ready for more. The second robbed her of her strength. As the third gout spewed into her sucking asshole, she came.
Their bodies wetly smashed together, grinding and turning, getting his prick as deep up her asshole as possible. And all too soon for both of them, his cock deflated and dribbled from her butt.
She dropped to her knees, putting her sweating forehead against the coolness of the wash basin. «That was great, Tony. I never thought it would be so good.»
«I've never cornholed a chick before,» he said, still stunned from the intensity of his feeling. «But damn if I didn't love it!»
They were interrupted by someone hammering on the washroom door demanding to get in. Velvet smiled, motioned Tony to silence and then unlatched the door. The look on the incoming man's face changed from anger to confusion to outright panic.