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Most men who went into a bathroom to try out a glory hole for the first time had a vague idea of what they were getting into.

There was going to be someone on the other side, probably desperate for money, or desperate to fulfill a similar thrill, and after a quick poke through the wall, they'd be on their way.

It should have been that simple, normally.

"Ooooh no you don't," the voice on the other side of the wall whispered, as Clover felt a thin trickle of precum spilling over her tongue, signaling just how close her second male of the evening was getting to his orgasm. "You're much too tasty. I'm not done with you yet..."

What started out as a nervous dare for a pristine, white-furred bunny was quickly turning into a sexual revelation, and a girl who was reluctant to so much as taste a cock through the wall was completely forgetting why she was there in the first place.

To complete her dare, after all, she needed proof; that was easy enough to get, thanks to the dawn of smart phones, but she'd completely forgotten to ever take a picture. After swallowing down one tasty, canine rod and drinking all of the cum that she could from it, she'd moved right onto the next one, and without much urging on her part, it was already nearing a climax, much to her disappointment.

It was too unique not to enjoy, given the blend of canine and equine properties it held, and the way that it flared down through her throat as she gorged herself on it was delightfully satisfying. The thinner, but still impressive knot at the base tickled her lips every time that it pressed up to the end of her muzzle, and she even giggled around her mouthful a couple of times, drawing quick, jittery throbs out of her tasty morsel.

She never would have guessed that she'd be enjoying herself so much that evening, but the show wasn't just at eye level, for her. The pawtips upon her right paw were glistening, as tiny webs of feminine arousal dripped down from them and soaked into her fur, while heavier strands fell down to the floor, joining the dried up messes of others who had been in her position before.

After the dare, she had a feeling it was a spot she'd happily settle into, in the future.

I'd love to drink this boy dry, but...that's not enough... she thought, knowing that no matter how vigorously her thumb circled over the hood of her clit, or how rapidly her hooked pawtips rubbed against her inner walls, she just wouldn't quite be able to bring herself to a climax that way. She needed something more.

And I bet he'd feel lovely for a quick, hard fuck...

It was a risky prospect. After all, there was no protection being used, and even if Clover controlled all of the motions, there was no way to know for sure when her mystery man would orgasm, short of feeling those deliciously warm juices bursting into her passage.

She'd need a plan.

"Listen, baby..." she spoke, as she pulled herself away from the rapidly throbbing length and watched her oral juices spilling down from the underside of the shaft, "I need to know if you feel as amazing as you taste...so when you're ready to cum...slam that wall like there's no tomorrow...understand?"

Having such control over a man was a powerful, erotic rush for Clover. There was no way to trust that the man would honor his word, and that word came down to a tiny tap tap on the wall itself, but she was well past the point of caring about the possible repercussions.

Her only thought at the moment became a reality in the next, as she hopped up from her knees and bent right over, looking over her shoulder to slowly back herself up onto the drooling, glistening cock that she'd been enjoying for the last few minutes.

"O-oh...oh my God..."

Clover didn't want to worry the crowd. She bit down fiercely on her lower lip and shuddered with delight, feeling the mild flare of the tip spread her labia in ways she'd never been able to before. The wide birth of flesh touched so many nerve endings at once that she wasn't sure where the greatest pleasure was coming from, but it quickly spread even further as she backed slowly onto the rest of the shaft, keeping total control of the pace of the penetration.

If she allowed him to thrust even once, she'd break, and unleash the kind of howling moan that might bring security into the restroom.

It's heavenly...what a fantastic cock... her eyes squinted shut as she tried to contain her mental anguish with the moment, wishing more than anything that she could shout out her praises for the impressively patient male, who stood still as he could on the other side of the stall. Clover could feel him trembling, but his hips didn't pump in the slightest, allowing her to learn the shape of his manhood internally, at her own pace.

To have such power was a thrill, but for the male to be so obedient was almost twice as frustrating. She could buck herself to an orgasm easily, but she needed to feel a thrust against her cunt, and she knew that it wasn't coming from this one. He was just a bit too timid, and she could feel it in his trembling flesh, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise. The poor, over-matched male was nearly like a vibrator inside of her womanhood, and after the first, uneasy pass, she began to bounce against the wall of the stall, drawing more attention from the crowd and shaking the poorly made wall down to the chintzy, rusted bolts that kept it in place.

The rest of the males in line grew ever more eager as the walls of the stall shook around, and even if Clover somehow knocked them down, she wasn't going to stop. The anonymity was a large part of what helped her to get into such an amorous mood, but now that she was so close to a release, she didn't need it anymore. She'd happily pick a male from the crowd, face to face and pin him down if that was what it took, and such a possibility was growing as her rump slammed repeatedly at the wall, and her leaking, dripping juices began to build on the already glistening shaft of a unique member.

WHAM. WHAM.

The sound was like a death knell for poor Clover, who knew that the male wouldn't last long enough to finish her off. She was right on the precipice of her climax, able to see the summit from where she stood, but she'd need to take another round if she was going to make it all the way to the top. The throbbing within her snatch became disconcertingly powerful, and quickly, she slipped herself away and knelt down, just in time to feel a cascade of warm, sticky cum spraying upon her back and soaking the top of her rump. There was already excess from the first male sitting on her chin and breasts, and now, her backside became a heated, slick mess as a bare cock throbbed against the air and hailed down its juices upon her.

Clover felt as though she were being baptized into debauchery by the act, and it took every last bit of her restraint not to lift herself back up to catch the last of the drooling seed with her eager sex. It was still pouting, still just slightly gaped from a quick, satisfying fuck, but it was still just a breath away from being able to clench up with the greatest of earthly delights.

The next male couldn't arrive fast enough, and the timid one before was actually pushed out of the way as a more aggressive subject locked the door behind him and began to unzip. Panting quietly on the floor, Clover looked up to see a fresh, new manhood spring free and go right for the hole.

It was purely colored of lightly tanned flesh, and carried no knot at the base. It seemed more human than anything, but Clover had a good use for something a bit more smooth and simple, as this.

I've already done a few things I thought I'd never do before...what better time than now to try it?

Sitting just under the tiny, puff ball fluff of Clover's tail was an untapped sexual resource.

She'd tried a number of kinky things, even before her adventure in the restroom, but she always tried to keep her back door as pure as possible. She'd only barely touched her anus before, even during her most private, personal sessions, and though it carried an interesting sensation with it, she'd almost never penetrated it before.

The man on the other side of the wall didn't know how lucky he was, as he felt a grinning pair of lips envelope his cock.

_No lube around...gotta get him wet, _ she realized, as she began wrapping her tongue around the underside of the already stiff shaft. Her glands were working overtime as she built up as much spittle as she could, knowing that she'd need to apply it to the whole of the length in order to even have a chance at taking the creature anally.

The rickety sound of the walls shaking was replaced with the wet, slick sound of excess fluids building up in Clover's wide, puffed cheeks as she bobbed her head against one of the luckiest males in the club. She'd always been proud of her oral skills, as a point of reference, but she was pulling out all of the stops this time, as she nearly drowned herself in the sheer quantity of saliva that she built up for him. Already soaked pawtips slipped out of her cunt and moved across the tiny gap to her eager, twitching pucker, and began to press inside of it slowly, wanting to work up to the task in as safe of a way possible.

Of course, doing such a thing with a total stranger might not be safe, but beggars couldn't be choosers.

Damn...you're a tasty boy. If I ever come back here, you'd better make a return trip! she cheered him on in her mind, able to only moan around the base of his cock as she twisted her muzzle from side to side, making absolutely sure that every little patch of skin was completely soaked. A little extra spilled over her lower lip as she finally pulled back with a deep, heavy gasp, and her already moist cleavage got a helping of precum once again, as the cock stared her down, absolutely drenched.

It was now or never for Clover, who made her mind up the moment that she saw the impressive flesh.

"You...y-you should really feel honored," Clover managed to speak, as desperate panting broke her words apart. The male on the other side couldn't have known, but as she turned around once again, she lifted the tuft of her tail and pressed the dripping tip of the male's cock right up to her eager, waiting pucker.

The little bit of work she did with her pawtips paid dividends, as the smooth, slick head pressed onward much easier than she expected, and her sexual fervor kept her inner muscles at ease as she began to back herself onto the offered member, taking it as slowly as she could. Her face twisted up in a tiny bit of pain, but it was far less than she expected, and just from the mental thrill, she could feel a fresh stream of juices pouring down and out of her sex.

She eased back further and further, until those same juices ran down the wall of the stall and stained it; slow and steady, she managed to take the entire length into her once virgin tailhole.

Her silent, whimpering joy was tattooed upon her expression as her eyes rolled back slowly, her long, delicate ears flopped over, and her back arched with delight. The forbidden penetration was just the missing link she needed to reach her climax, and now that she could feel it barreling forward, all resistance to it was meaningless.

"F-fuck...fuck me..."

"Huh?"

The quiet whisper barely reached her ears, but Clover happily answered it. " Fuck me," she replied, her voice stern and thick with lust. An inexperienced passage made for an exciting ride for the male, as Clover couldn't control the tight, gripping flutter of her inner muscles, and though she moved at a snail's pace to start, her tight, squeezing anus was quickly being stretched to the point that the male could move with a little vigor.

The thrust she'd been waiting for all night finally came, and she cried out with ecstasy untold as she nearly collapsed. Wobbling, shaky legs struggled to stay upright as Clover reached her spare paw between her legs and rubbed against her clit with obvious intent, circling the tiny, erect nub as rapidly as her body would allow. Tiny streaks of ejaculate were already trickling from her pouting folds, but they quickly picked up into heavy, heated jets of desire as she squirted upon the wall.

"Y-yes...yes! Fuck yes! G-gimme all you got, you f-fucking magnificent beast!" Clover moaned in pure elation, uncaring of the consequences that might follow. If not for the completely overwhelming pleasure of her orgasm, she might not have been able to take the rapidly growing pace of the male on the other side, but as long as her flesh shuddered almost helplessly with delight, her temporary partner was able to pound into her with all of the intensity that she needed. She did her best to bounce back, but weak legs could hardly carry the body above them, and her thrusts became rare and erratic as the male slowed his pace, as well.

Final, trickling juices were spilling from Clover as she realized what the slowing pace meant, but she couldn't move away in time. Her eyes began to widen in shock as she felt the first thick, heated streaks of cum spraying across the inside of her ass, and for fear of it landing on her womanhood, she tensed up and backed fully into the wall, not daring to let a drop escape her tight, squeezing passage.

Grunts of stifled delight on the other side of the wall were like music to Clover's ears, however, as she relished in the thought of another male satisfied by her work. She'd won the dare, certainly, and would even be happy to brag about just how impressive she was, at doing it.

The buzzing of her cell phone in the purse she left on the floor brought her around to the point, as she fished it out with sticky pawtips and swiped the screen open with her nose to reveal a text from her friend: Did you remember to take a picture?

"...Fuck."