We were in an old building so the toilet wasn’t exactly luxurious. It was spacious and relatively clean, but it did have a slight urine stench.
Jean made a face. I shrugged.
J: Why so many people?
I: Shhhh…
Another group of people, this time ladies, walked past. We could see their legs and shadows through the louvers at the bottom of the toilet door. The louvers were angled, so they could not see us. Seconds later, silence from outside.
J: What now?
I planted my lips on hers and hugged her.
Her tongue found mine as we hugged. Her tongue and her smell turned me on and my cock hardened. I groped her boobs through her blouse - couldn’t feel much but felt good anyway.
She reached down and rubbed me through my pants. I unzipped, and she reached in to pull my stiff cock out of my boxers. We were both in office wear, locked up in a toilet, and my hard cock was poking out of my business pants, in her hands. We could see ourselves in the toilet mirror.
It was weird, hilarious, exciting and erotic.
I pulled up her skirt and she pulled down her black panties. Nice to see her pussy again. I reached down to massage and finger her as she stroked me, our tongues locked in a kiss all the while.
Both of us were anxious to get things going because we don’t want to get caught and appear on Shin Min or Newpaper the next day. So we got into the main course.
I capped myself, then closed the toilet seat cover and sat on it. She straddled me and lowered herself onto me anď rode me. We went at it slowly and tried to suppress our moans, and the creaky toilet seat cover.
Me: Can you cum?
J: Not like this. Not here. Nevermind me. Can you cum?
Me: Yes, but can you finish me with hand?
Jean nodded and got off me. I stood up and pulled off the rubber. She went behind me, hugged me, reached out and grabbed my cock with her right hand and started to jerk me off. It was exactly the same position that I masturbated her the last time. There is something very erotic and intimate to be masturbated by someone in this way. I thoroughly enjoyed it and imagined how good she felt when I did the same to her last time.
We wanted to get it done fast so I didn’t hold back. I looked at my cock being stroked by her hand, enjoyed her embrace and looked at her via the mirror - taking in all the pleasurable details despite the unsavoury venue.
I didn’t last long. Within a few minutes, I felt the tingling.
Me: Gonna cum…
She stroked faster. I shot a shitload of cum, splattering all over her hand and the toilet floor. She continued to stroke me, until the last drop was squeezed out and my breathing eased.
J: So much!
She made a face and showed me the gooey mess on her hand. I grinned.
We both washed up.
Next is the tricky part. How do we get out without being seen. It was impossible to ensure that the coast is clear from the inside!
The best we could do was to listen, and when we did not hear noises, I opened the door and we quickly slipped out, one after another. As luck would have it, no one saw us.
She rushed back to her meeting and I had a quick bite before going back to work.
We had out first toilet quickie, like some horny 20 something young punks!
The next few weeks were again consumed by work. We chatted almost daily, but we had no time to meet.
Finally, one day she had to to spend an entire day at my office for meetings. We arranged to meet for lunch. But alas, it was her time of the month so any action was out of the question. So we met for lunch instead of meeting for sex.
It was nice to see her after a few weeks. We had a long pizza lunch, chatting about her house reno and exchanging gossip about the company. I always enjoyed her company - she was bubbly, energetic, and spontaneous. She was in office wear that was quite formal - an A-line skirt and a blouse. I’ve always found women in business wear incredibly sexy. As we chatted, my mind wandered into the realm of dirty thoughts a few times.
We returned to work after lunch. She had meetings in my building and worked from another floor. As usual, we texted each other as we worked.
It had been a week since I had released in any way. Although I did not have sex in mind when I met her, because I let my mind entertain lusty thoughts during lunch, and this proved to be very distracting after lunch. I had to release. I decided to let her know.
Me: Eh… you look sexy in your outfit today
J: Orr… so that was what you were thinking during lunch! I didn’t do or say anything to tease you leh…
Me: Nothing to do with you. Just my notty mind… I’m still uncomfortable.
J: Still horny?
Me: Very hard actually. Feel like bursting.
J: Aiyoh… go toilet release lah
Me: No fun doing it myself
J: You know I cannot today…
Me: Hmm… can we try something kinky?
J: What now? Haha
Me: You wanna watch me release? You don’t have to do anything but watch. The idea turns me on…
J: Hmmm… where?
Me: The disabled toilet in the mall downstairs?
J: Disabled toilet again? Haha..
Surprisingly Jean agreed without much persuasion. She had to finish off some work and we arranged to meet at the mall at the bottom of our office at 4 pm.
I led her to the disabled toilet. It was a time where most people were in office and the mall was quite empty. There was little foot traffic around the toilet.
We slipped into the toilet and locked the door behind us. Having done a toilet quickie before, we were not as nervous.
This toilet is much nicely furnished than the last one. And it smelled better too. The building management even has auto air freshener installed.
Jean put her hands on her hips as if to say “you can start your show now”
I smiled, slightly embarassed. I was also quite turned on by this situation. I unzipped and pulled it out. Jean’s eyes widened to see that I was already hard. Starngely, although this was not the first time I got naked and dirty with her, I was always very hard and turned on when I strip in front of her. Maybe it’s sexual chemistry.
I wrapped my hand around my tool, pulled back the foreskin to reveal the swollen red head, and began to stroke myself.
Jean’s eyes were on my crotch, which excited me even more.
I put my other hand on her waist, and squeezed her waist and I stroked myself.
As I worked myself to a more excited state, my hand moved up her body to the underside of her boobs.
Me: Can?
She nodded.
I groped her boobs. It felt so good. I stuck my fingers through her blouse button holes and tried to dig under her bra to feel her breasts. Knowing what I wanted, Jean unbuttoned 3 buttons to reveal her black bra. I pulled down her bra and fondled her boobs. Nice.
She reached down and took my cock from my hand and took over the stroking. I didn’t protest, and groped her boobs with both hands.
Without warning, Jean squatted down and lowered her head to my groin. Not expecting this, I backed up a little…
Me: No… I didn’t wash…
Jean ignored me and wrapped her lips around my hard cock. I stopped resisting.
Jean was an erotic sight. She was in one of her more formal office wear with heels, squatted in front of me with my cock in her mouth. Her blouse was opened and her firm boobs hung out. I could see her white panties as her tight skirt rode up her butt.
She sucked me with a lot of gusto, using her trademark slow and sensual tempo. She was very focused, her eyes were closed and she made soft slurping noises. The woman was enjoying herself sucking my cock! It made me feel doubly good.
I ran my hand across her hair as she had her way.
It was not easy to hold back under such circumstances. Soon I felt the sensations.
Me: Stop… stop… take it out… I’m shooting
But Jean didn’t seem to hear me. I tried to back up.
But she heard me alright. She just had other ideas.
She held my butt and latched on to my cock more firmly, increasing her tempo. I realised what she wanted and there was no reason to stop her. I had no chance. Within seconds, my cock twitched and I sent loads of cum into Jean’s mouth. It was heavenly. She continued sucking and sucking, until I unloaded everything.
When I was finally spent, she stood up and rinsed her mouth at the sink behind us.
Me: Why did you…?
J: Beacause I felt like it… *smile*
Me: You spat out?
J: No I swallowed
I gave her a hug and we got out of the toilet wothout being seen. We headed back to our desk to pack up, and ended the day.
It was certainly a very enjoyable episode for me. But I felt bad about it, because I could not reciprocate for Jean and that she took my unwashed cock in her mouth. I’ll have to make up to her next time.