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"You really gonna pay for that one? You know they have free cunts in the regular restroom, right?" Thomas pointed at the sign beside the door to the premium cum toilet as he questioned his friend.
James stopped in place with his hand reaching back for his wallet. He looked at the card reader attached to the door just above the handle, a cheap LED display showing the price like a vending machine. James shrugged and continued pulling out his wallet as he answered.
"Sure, why not. We're celebrating my engagement, after all. Might as well splurge a bit..." James shrugged and slid his credit card into the reader.
Thomas grinned and shook his head. "Yeah, 'why not'... Enjoy paying for something to cum in, sucker." He laughed and pushed his way through the door to the regular men's room.
"Enjoy sharing a hole with everyone else in here!" James shouted after his friend in retort. It wasn't like anyone really cared about the public relief toilets being well-used but he just hated letting Thomas get the last word in. James watched the lights of the display spin in a slow circle as it processed the payment. He awkwardly put his hands in his pockets and looked back toward the crowded bar as he waited. The rest of his friends were all laughing at something back at their table and James hoped it wasn't about him being dumb enough to pay for a relief hole.
The card reader didn't let him suffer long before beeping cheerily. A lock audibly released in the door frame and James wasted no time in entering. The inside of the paid toilet wasn't much different from the free one, besides being a private stall: a sink beside the door, a single toilet and urinal on opposite walls, and the bare lower half of a woman jutting out conspicuously from the wall between the toilet and urinal. The obvious improvement was how clean the cum toilet was. The public holes were almost always soaked in cum, used condoms strewn on their back and the floor, and various scribbles of marker all over the fixture's ass. But this bitch was nearly pristine; only a small stain of previous patrons' loads leaking down its thighs.
James only took a moment to appreciate what the premium stall offered before unzipping his pants and slipping his half-erect cock out. He stepped up behind the set of relief holes, its bare feet standing on the restroom tiles and waist supported on the thickly padded hole in the wall. It was nice enough to have a clean cum receptacle to use but nothing all that special. James figured it was a lesson learned about paying for free facilities and just wanted to drain his balls and get back to his friends. But as he was slapping his cock against the toilet's exposed holes to get fully erect, he noticed the small but distinct birthmark on her left hip.
"Oh, shit... Chloe?" He asked with some surprise but not enough to stop smacking his now-hard cock against the toilet's soft cunt.
The relief sleeve shifted a bit at hearing the name. The padding of the hole was pressed tight enough around her waist to prevent much movement but it gave James the impression that she was trying to look back at him through the solid wall. "Sorry, do we know each other?" Her voice was heavily muffled by the wall and padding, just barely audible to James over the background music of the bar.
"Wow, it really is you. What a crazy coincidence... Oh, it's James, from back in school." He chuckled a bit as he spoke, sliding his cock into the toilet's warm hole without missing a beat.
"O-oh! Hey, James! It's so great running into you again. How have you been?" Chloe's voice hitched for a moment as James pushed his cock to the hilt inside of her but the rest of the muffled words came out with the practiced steadiness of a professional relief hole.
"Damn, wait until Thomas hears about this. I think he still has a video on his phone of that time we fit both our cocks up your ass in study hall." James gripped his former classmate's hips tightly as he thrust against her round ass, ignoring her words as he jerked himself off with her pussy like any other relief bitch. "Fuck, you always had one of the best cunts in the whole school. You were great fuckmeat but what was it you were always going on about? Wanting to fuck animals for a living or something?..."
"A v-vet... I w-wanted to b-be a vet." She stuttered over some words as James slammed his cock into her fuckhole hard and steady. Her legs started to quiver a little under the strain and sensation and her ass cheeks started showing some redness from the repeated slamming.
"Yeah, whatever. We all told you it was a waste of time. Grade-A cunts like you belong on a cock, not studying. And you were always such a stupid bitch anyways. But I guess that's why you're just the bar's cum toilet, now..." James offered idly to the restroom wall as he leaned his head back to enjoy the cunt-assisted masturbation.
"I m-mean... I c-could have gr-aduated if I w-wanted... I ju-!" Her excuse was cut off by James' hand smacking her ass loud enough to echo around the small restroom.
"Why would I care, bitch... You were dumb cuntmeat then and you're still dumb cuntmeat now. We all knew you'd just end up as a public cumhole because that's all you ever were. Just another set of holes..." James shook his head in frustration and gave the toilet's ass another rough slap. It made sense that Chloe would end up in the premium stall, since she still had one of the best cockholes James had ever used. But at least the free toilets knew to keep quiet. Or maybe they were usually gagged. James realized he didn't really know what the other side of the toilets' walls were like but quickly dropped the thought. After all, he only cared about the fuckable parts hanging out of the padded hole.
James relaxed into the hard thrusting again once he was satisfied that the relief bitch had stopped blabbing. His grip returned to her hip and he tugged roughly on her as he plowed through her tight insides. She let out muffled grunts at the pain of being pulled against the hole in the wall but James didn't even think twice about it. As long as he didn't break their cum toilet, the bar staff wouldn't care how he used it.
A few minutes of careless cunt fucking later and James pushed his hips against her plump ass so hard that she grunted in pain again at being pressed the other way through the hole. He squeezed his hands around her hips harder, digging his fingers into her soft belly a bit as he sprayed thick ropes of jizz against her cervix. Thankfully, the bitch had enough sense to keep quiet as he enjoyed relieving his balls into her.
"Mm fuck... That cunt's just as good as I remember. Not very talking anymore? What do you say, Chloe?" James asked the question like he was patronizing a child that forget to say 'thank you' after a meal. He slipped his cock out of her freshly-gaped pussy and started wiping the cunt and cum mess off of it onto her thighs.
"Thank you for using m-!" Her practiced and polite response was cut off again by James giving her sensitive cunt a slap. She yelped from the other side of the wall and her knees gave out from the unexpected jolt of pain.
"You're welcome, fuckhole. Even if you've always been a stupid bitch, you're still a fun little fuck. Just shut up better, next time..." James zipped his pants up and walked to the sink to wash his hands. She might have been interested in catching up with her old classmate but, now that he'd blown his load into her, he couldn't care less that he'd even run into her at all.
James walked back out into the bar to join in whatever revelry his table of friends were having, leaving the aspiring vet trembling and leaking cum onto the floor between her feet to await the next sucker willing to pay for a cleaner toilet.
James stopped in place with his hand reaching back for his wallet. He looked at the card reader attached to the door just above the handle, a cheap LED display showing the price like a vending machine. James shrugged and continued pulling out his wallet as he answered.
"Sure, why not. We're celebrating my engagement, after all. Might as well splurge a bit..." James shrugged and slid his credit card into the reader.
Thomas grinned and shook his head. "Yeah, 'why not'... Enjoy paying for something to cum in, sucker." He laughed and pushed his way through the door to the regular men's room.
"Enjoy sharing a hole with everyone else in here!" James shouted after his friend in retort. It wasn't like anyone really cared about the public relief toilets being well-used but he just hated letting Thomas get the last word in. James watched the lights of the display spin in a slow circle as it processed the payment. He awkwardly put his hands in his pockets and looked back toward the crowded bar as he waited. The rest of his friends were all laughing at something back at their table and James hoped it wasn't about him being dumb enough to pay for a relief hole.
The card reader didn't let him suffer long before beeping cheerily. A lock audibly released in the door frame and James wasted no time in entering. The inside of the paid toilet wasn't much different from the free one, besides being a private stall: a sink beside the door, a single toilet and urinal on opposite walls, and the bare lower half of a woman jutting out conspicuously from the wall between the toilet and urinal. The obvious improvement was how clean the cum toilet was. The public holes were almost always soaked in cum, used condoms strewn on their back and the floor, and various scribbles of marker all over the fixture's ass. But this bitch was nearly pristine; only a small stain of previous patrons' loads leaking down its thighs.
James only took a moment to appreciate what the premium stall offered before unzipping his pants and slipping his half-erect cock out. He stepped up behind the set of relief holes, its bare feet standing on the restroom tiles and waist supported on the thickly padded hole in the wall. It was nice enough to have a clean cum receptacle to use but nothing all that special. James figured it was a lesson learned about paying for free facilities and just wanted to drain his balls and get back to his friends. But as he was slapping his cock against the toilet's exposed holes to get fully erect, he noticed the small but distinct birthmark on her left hip.
"Oh, shit... Chloe?" He asked with some surprise but not enough to stop smacking his now-hard cock against the toilet's soft cunt.
The relief sleeve shifted a bit at hearing the name. The padding of the hole was pressed tight enough around her waist to prevent much movement but it gave James the impression that she was trying to look back at him through the solid wall. "Sorry, do we know each other?" Her voice was heavily muffled by the wall and padding, just barely audible to James over the background music of the bar.
"Wow, it really is you. What a crazy coincidence... Oh, it's James, from back in school." He chuckled a bit as he spoke, sliding his cock into the toilet's warm hole without missing a beat.
"O-oh! Hey, James! It's so great running into you again. How have you been?" Chloe's voice hitched for a moment as James pushed his cock to the hilt inside of her but the rest of the muffled words came out with the practiced steadiness of a professional relief hole.
"Damn, wait until Thomas hears about this. I think he still has a video on his phone of that time we fit both our cocks up your ass in study hall." James gripped his former classmate's hips tightly as he thrust against her round ass, ignoring her words as he jerked himself off with her pussy like any other relief bitch. "Fuck, you always had one of the best cunts in the whole school. You were great fuckmeat but what was it you were always going on about? Wanting to fuck animals for a living or something?..."
"A v-vet... I w-wanted to b-be a vet." She stuttered over some words as James slammed his cock into her fuckhole hard and steady. Her legs started to quiver a little under the strain and sensation and her ass cheeks started showing some redness from the repeated slamming.
"Yeah, whatever. We all told you it was a waste of time. Grade-A cunts like you belong on a cock, not studying. And you were always such a stupid bitch anyways. But I guess that's why you're just the bar's cum toilet, now..." James offered idly to the restroom wall as he leaned his head back to enjoy the cunt-assisted masturbation.
"I m-mean... I c-could have gr-aduated if I w-wanted... I ju-!" Her excuse was cut off by James' hand smacking her ass loud enough to echo around the small restroom.
"Why would I care, bitch... You were dumb cuntmeat then and you're still dumb cuntmeat now. We all knew you'd just end up as a public cumhole because that's all you ever were. Just another set of holes..." James shook his head in frustration and gave the toilet's ass another rough slap. It made sense that Chloe would end up in the premium stall, since she still had one of the best cockholes James had ever used. But at least the free toilets knew to keep quiet. Or maybe they were usually gagged. James realized he didn't really know what the other side of the toilets' walls were like but quickly dropped the thought. After all, he only cared about the fuckable parts hanging out of the padded hole.
James relaxed into the hard thrusting again once he was satisfied that the relief bitch had stopped blabbing. His grip returned to her hip and he tugged roughly on her as he plowed through her tight insides. She let out muffled grunts at the pain of being pulled against the hole in the wall but James didn't even think twice about it. As long as he didn't break their cum toilet, the bar staff wouldn't care how he used it.
A few minutes of careless cunt fucking later and James pushed his hips against her plump ass so hard that she grunted in pain again at being pressed the other way through the hole. He squeezed his hands around her hips harder, digging his fingers into her soft belly a bit as he sprayed thick ropes of jizz against her cervix. Thankfully, the bitch had enough sense to keep quiet as he enjoyed relieving his balls into her.
"Mm fuck... That cunt's just as good as I remember. Not very talking anymore? What do you say, Chloe?" James asked the question like he was patronizing a child that forget to say 'thank you' after a meal. He slipped his cock out of her freshly-gaped pussy and started wiping the cunt and cum mess off of it onto her thighs.
"Thank you for using m-!" Her practiced and polite response was cut off again by James giving her sensitive cunt a slap. She yelped from the other side of the wall and her knees gave out from the unexpected jolt of pain.
"You're welcome, fuckhole. Even if you've always been a stupid bitch, you're still a fun little fuck. Just shut up better, next time..." James zipped his pants up and walked to the sink to wash his hands. She might have been interested in catching up with her old classmate but, now that he'd blown his load into her, he couldn't care less that he'd even run into her at all.
James walked back out into the bar to join in whatever revelry his table of friends were having, leaving the aspiring vet trembling and leaking cum onto the floor between her feet to await the next sucker willing to pay for a cleaner toilet.