Ambri and the Stranger
Ambri and the Stranger
By Zero the Photofox / Ambri
Ambri scanned the dark hallway and quickly slipped into the men's room. As the door shut behind her, the noise of the loud club quieted to a low thumping. Seeing no one present, she entered a stall, locking the door behind her. The displacer cat was nervous; she had never done anything like this before. Before she could change her mind, she slipped off her panties and dropped them into her purse.
"No big deal, you can do this," she said to herself, still rather unsure of her situation. But it was too late for second guessing at this point in the game. The door opened and heavy footfalls announced the presence of a male in the restroom. She heard him enter the stall next to her and lock the door. Suddenly there it was, the signal. His foot tapped under the stall divider, once, twice, three times. Taking a deep breath she responded in turn, tapping her foot under his side of the divider.
The excitement of sex with a stranger was beginning to turn the lanky feline on. Her fur felt damp between her legs as she slid around to press her rear against the hole in the stall dividers, bending over to expose her damp cunt.
She stood there awkwardly for a moment, feeling nothing but the cool air of the semi-deserted rest room against her nether regions and the cold metal of the stall wall pressing against her butt and thighs. All of a sudden, a strange finger began stroking her nether lips, moving slowly up and down, stopping to pinch and roll her clit every few strokes. She shivered with pleasure, beginning to wonder if she would be able to stand this way, rear to the wall and hands on her knees, the entire time.
Before she could think on it further, the stranger inserted a long, meaty digit into her now drenched snatch. Her body stiffened with surprise, but quickly relaxed into the finger as it pushed its way in and out of her waiting body. Soon it was joined by a second finger and the displacer cat was feeling pleasantly full as the two digits pumped her wet love hole.
Just as suddenly as it entered her however, the finger disappeared. The cold air was a shock to her soaked pussy, but she kept her hindquarters pressed firmly against the stall, hoping her efforts would be rewarded. Ambri didn't have long to wait either. She heard a zipping noise and a small grunt, and then the cold feeling disappeared, replaced by a warm, firm pressure against her nether lips. Her eyes widened as she heard another grunt and felt the head of the large appendage pop into her.
"I guess the size of his fingers should have been a hint," she thought to herself, nervously wondering if she could take all of him. He pulled out slightly, then pushed in a bit farther, slowly stretching his way in. She was breathing hard as she finally felt the stranger push all the way in, his fur poking through the hole in the stall wall to brush her exposed areas. Ambri didn't even try and guess his size, but she was more full that she had been in her life. She let out a squeaky moan as he slid halfway out and then rammed back into her, and as he began to thrust it was all she could do to reach out to the other side of the small bathroom stall for support so she wouldn't go crashing to the floor.
With each firm stroke, Ambri felt her muscles tighten. Her legs began to shake, though she wasn't sure if it was from the waves of pleasure coursing through them or from the awkward bent over, spread eagle position she was standing in.
As the stranger pounded relentlessly in and out of her, she realized how loudly she was moaning and mewing. Quickly reaching into her purse, she shoved her previously discarded panties into her mouth. They were damp and tasted strongly of her juices, and it only served to increase Ambri's already intense pleasure.
She could hear the stranger in the stall behind her panting loudly, so Ambri experimentally reached one of her long back tentacles under the wall. She felt him jump slightly as she began stroking his leg, the suckers at the end attempting to gain a purchase on his fur. It must not have bothered the stranger, as he continued to push his swollen member through the stall wall and into the warm, wet hole she provided on the other side.
It could have been hours, it could have been minutes, all Ambri knew was the pleasure she was receiving from the excitement of sex with a faceless stranger, and the rough pounding she was receiving while bent over in a bathroom stall. Even through the soaked panties that stuffed her mouth, her yowls of pleasure would have been obvious to anyone who might enter the bathroom at that moment.
Each time the stranger pulled out, she felt a massive emptiness that he then quickly filled, over and over again. Her legs shook violently; her breath came in irregular bursts. She reached up with the tentacle that had been caressing his leg and cupped his sizeable balls. From there she stroked back and forth over his taint, stopping every so often to pet circles around his tight pucker. She heard him moaning, and felt him grab the top of the stall with large hands.
Using the opposite wall for leverage, Ambri pushed her ass up against the hole more firmly and spread her shaking legs further apart as the stranger began to fuck the displacer cat harder, growling behind her and causing the stalls to shudder with his frenzied thrusts. She had been focusing so much effort on remaining standing that she had not paid attention to the growing feeling between her legs, but when the first waves of orgasm began to wash over her she knew she wouldn't be standing for long.
Ambri's tight pussy clamped down as she felt herself start to squirt, soaking the stall wall and dripping down to puddle on the floor near her feet. Gasping, she ground herself into the wall in a last ditch effort to keep herself standing. The stranger must have felt the rhythmic squeezing of her muscles around his cock and heard her gasping mews through the panties shoved into her gaping maw and put two and two together. As she shoved against the stall, he drove in to her, straight to the hilt. Drawing out an inch, he drove in again. The harsh, short strokes of his huge member driving into her sent Ambri over the edge. She felt her entire body spasm over and over, waves of pleasure radiating from her expertly stuffed cunt. Her muscles clenched, her legs wavered, and she collapsed onto the floor on her knees, landing in the puddle she had squirted all over the stall.
Panting and gasping, Ambri removed her panties from her mouth in hopes of catching her breath. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something emerge through the hole in the wall.
"Suck," a voice growled from the other side. It wasn't a request. Ambri shifted, opening her mouth to accept the huge phallus, but her muscles were so spent from massive orgasm that she had a hard time sucking effectively. Instead, the stranger began to thrust again, and the exhausted displacer cat allowed him to fuck her face like it was nothing more than a sex toy. She gagged through her gasps as his head hit the back of her throat, drawing in and out, using her like she wasn't real. Through her gasps and gags, Ambri heard the stranger start to snarl loudly and she felt him pushing harder and more desperately into her mouth. With a final thrust, she felt warm fluid rush into the tip of his condom, and she knew that her experience in the bathroom was coming to a conclusion.
The stranger grunted and removed his cock from her mouth, drawing it through the hole. Ambri heard the snap of a condom being pulled off, and the flush of the toilet as it was discarded. Collapsing against the wall, she could see the stranger's lower legs and paws exit the stall next to hers and move towards the sinks. Still panting in a pile on the floor like a discarded sex doll, Ambri heard the stranger washing up and then watched as he exited the restroom.
When she finally caught her breath, Ambri stood on shaky legs. Placing her soaked panties back into her purse, she made a futile attempt to dry her fluid soaked legs. She pulled her short skirt back down and adjusted her top. Slinking out of the men's room, Ambri left the club in silence, already planning her next visit.
Story and character are © Zero the Photofox and are not to be reposted or used without permission.