It had been three weeks since my naughty experience at the Seedy Glory Hole, and I had been trying my best to push the whole thing to the back of my mind. Our monthly night out was coming around again, although this time it was only going to be Beth and me. Sam couldn’t join us because of work.
Beth was 36, the same age as me, and was married with two kids. She was slim but had great curves, much like I did. Anyway, when it was time to leave, I called a cab into town so I could meet up with her. We made our way around a few bars, chatting, laughing, and enjoying ourselves. Before long, we were both pleasantly tipsy, and Beth suggested trying a new bar that was about ten minutes away.
I soon realized, though, that the bar was close to the public toilet where I had found myself only a few weeks earlier. As we walked in that direction, joking around together, the familiar location stirred up all the naughty thoughts connected to what had happened there. I couldn’t help wondering whether my experience had really been a coincidence or whether something similar might happen again.
When we were about five minutes from the bar, I could actually see the public toilet in the distance. Beth started moaning about how badly she needed to go. The moment she said it, a mischievous thought popped into my head. I wondered whether I should encourage her to use the public toilet and find out if the same thing might happen to her. Without really thinking it through, I blurted out,
“Beth, if you’re desperate, I think there’s a toilet just ahead,” I said.
“Fuck, great. I’m not going to make it much longer,” she replied with a laugh.
A moment later, we reached the toilet, and Beth hurried inside. “Beth, I’ll wait here for you,” I called after her.
‘Okay, okay,’ she gasped as she hurried inside.
I settled just beyond the doorway, where I couldn’t be seen, feeling tense and anxious as my heart pounded heavily in my chest. Barely a minute later, a man entered, and I watched in surprise, holding my breath.
I waited quietly, trying to stay patient. After about five minutes, the man finally came back out, adjusting his zipper as he walked away.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, just before I saw another man go inside. I was stunned, though a small part of me felt aroused by the possibility. Was Beth really receiving the same kind of attention in there that I had?
Three minutes later, I got a text from Beth.
Jen, meet me in the bar and get the drinks in. Won’t be long.
That was all it said. I smiled and headed toward the bar, my mind spinning with naughty thoughts and unanswered questions. Once inside, I ordered drinks for both of us, found a table, and sat down to wait.
I kept glancing at the time. Half an hour passed before Beth finally walked in, looking flustered and slightly overwhelmed. I waved her over with a smile. She sat down and immediately took a huge gulp of her drink.
“What took you so long?” I asked with a grin, watching her face.
“Oh my God, Jen, if I tell you, you won’t believe me,” she said, grinning.
“Oh my God, what, Beth?” I laughed, trying to look surprised.
She took another sip and glanced around before leaning closer. “Jen, that fucking toilet was one of those seedy glory-hole places,” she exclaimed, giggling.
“Oh my God, you’re joking,” I said with a grin. “What happened in there?”
“Well, I was just pulling my panties back up when a huge white cock pushed through the hole,” she said with a giggle.
I tried to act shocked again. “Oh my God, no fucking way,” I gasped. “What did you do?”
She looks at me with a smile. “Well, I didn’t have much choice, did I? I had to wank him off,” she says, her face flushing as she gasps.
“OMG, Beth,” I gasp. “What happened next?” I ask with a grin.
“Well, they just kept coming, one after another. Some of them even pulled my top aside and exposed my tits. Then the last one was massive,” she says, widening her eyes. “Ten inches. He pulled my thong to the side and fingered me until I came.”
i look at her, pretending to be shocked. “OMG, Beth, really?” I gasp, smiling.
“That’s not all, either,” she says with another sly smile.
“Really? What happened next?” I ask.
“Well, he started pointing at my panties and signaling for me to wrap them around his cock,” she says, grinning.
“Really?” I gasp. “And did you?” I ask, intrigued despite myself.
Her cheeks turn slightly pink. “Yes, I did. I took off my little red thong and wrapped it around his huge cock. Then it disappeared back through the hole, just like that.”
i think about telling her that I had the same experience, but I’m not sure how to bring it up without making things awkward.
i pause briefly. “Beth, I’ve got something to tell you,” I say.
She looks at me, still smiling. “What is it? Go on, tell me,” she says.
“Well, everything you’ve just told me,” I say, pausing for a moment, “kind of happened to me in there the last time we went out,” I add, watching closely for her reaction.
“What do you mean? You knew what was going to happen?” she gasps, looking a little annoyed.
well, not exactly, but i wanted to find out whether it had really been a coincidence or if it might happen again, i explain, grinning apologetically.
beth looks at me with a smile. you bitch, i can’t believe you let me go in there when you already knew what was going to happen, she says, grinning despite herself.
i know, i’m sorry, i say, grinning again.
well, it’s okay, because it was actually kind of fun, she admits with a giggle.
what, really? i gasp, staring at her in surprise.
yeah, it was so naughty, making random strangers cum in some grubby public toilet, she says with a mischievous grin. did you enjoy it when it happened to you? she asks.
omg, beth, you absolute slag, i giggle. well, i know what you mean. when it happened to me, i have to admit it felt so naughty and seedy, i say with a grin. i was even a little aroused when i wrapped my thong around his cock and watched it disappear with him, i add, laughing.
we finish our drinks and head home, still joking about what happened. a few days later, i’m cleaning the house when i get a text from beth.
so, i’ve not been able to stop thinking about what happened the other night. shall we do it again? the message reads.
omg, i gasp, smiling in disbelief.
omg, beth, what the hell? i reply. are you serious?
yes, she replies almost immediately. i’ve been looking into it, and i’ve stumbled across something shocking that sounds like fun.
okay, what is it? i reply, grinning, though i’m still a little taken aback.
okay, so i’ve found this seedy little pub in town, and it has one of those glory holes in the toilet.
i gasp in shock. omg, really? you can’t be serious, i reply.
omg, yes, jen. come on, it will be so much fun. we can do it together, she replies.
my head starts spinning with thoughts, and i can’t help noticing how excited i’m becoming as i imagine it. but come on, beth, we’re married, i reply.
“They’ll never find out,” she replied, trying to make light of what she was asking. “Besides, it’s only about getting a few guys off. It’s nothing serious, and it doesn’t have to mean anything beyond that.”
“Oh my God, Beth, I can’t believe you’re asking me to do this,” I said, still shocked by the suggestion. After a moment of hesitation, though, I added, “Okay, I’ll go with you.”
“Okay, good. It’ll be so much fun,” she replied, sounding relieved and excited.
Wow. My head was still spinning with naughty thoughts, and I could barely concentrate on the cleaning in front of me. I kept trying to focus on what I was doing, but my mind kept drifting back to everything Beth had suggested.
Part 3 to follow.
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