Rest Stop Pt.1
Jack stops for gas and gets caught up with a Fox girl in the bathrooms
20 Miles Away from Las Vegas, Nevada. 1970s.
Its a hot day out here. I look right, and I look left. There is nothing but desert, cacti. Its an endless sea of sand and the only manmade thing out here stretches before me, the asphalt of the open road. I glide my convertible ever closer to Las Vegas.
I just finished college out in Cali. Ill get a job soon, that's what I told my Mom and Dad, but this summer I'm looking to ride out on something more... exciting. My "girlfriend", Sammy is passed out in my backseat. I fear the hangover hell she's in for when she wakes up. Yeah, she's a black cat, a bit shorter than me, C cup titties, which is pretty nice. Im Jack, Bull Terrier at your service and I need to pull in for gas.
I pull into the rest stop, its pretty barren, only a few cars and trucks here. I need to piss first so I head inside the shop.
"You guys got a bathroom in here man?" I ask the beaver at the register. He cant be much older that I am, looks like one of those skinny guys you see in gay pornos.
"Yeah" He replies, pointing to it.
"Thanks"
This wasnt a "run of the mill" ordinary bathroom. It was unisex, multi-stall, stalls dont have doors. Akward. The only normal part about it was maybe the smell and the graffiti. Nevertheless, I made my way into one of the stalls and positioned myself above the toilet bowl. I unzipped my fly and pulled my dick out, letting the golden shower rain upon the porcelian.
I finish reliving myself and tuck away my cock, forgetting to zip up my fly. Thats when I heard something weird- quiet labored breathing. Someone was in here with me. I mean thats nothing out of the ordinary, just a guy taking a piss like me, fucks sake its a bathroom. But at the same time I listened closer, trying to pinpoint the other sound I was hearing. A wet, slapping sound. But noone was jacking it in the stalls beside me, this was some lady jillin it. And I was plenty ready to offer my assistance. I made my way out of the stall and toward the source of the noise. The only 2 stalls with doors on em, one was locked- but I spotted a little hole in the wall of the one that was open. Obviously I made my way inside.
A real glory hole? Ive only read about this in magazines, now I might actually get my rocks off through one. I take a dollar out of my pocket and slip it through the hole. The light coming from the other side was quickly replaced with a wet mouth. I hadnt even noticed my hard cock sticking out of my still opened fly. I quickly placed the tip past the hole opening and between this (probably) chicks tight lips.
She started swirling her tongue around my tip and bobbing her head up and down the shaft that I slowly plunged past the hole in the wall. I reached up and grabbed the top of the stall wall for support. I was getting close to the edge when all of a sudden she stopped. Under the stall wall I saw her gesture her hand for me to come to the next stall over and I heard her door unlock. I mean what other choice did I have? I wasnt getting blueballed out here. So, I made my way over to her stall.
She was a fox girl, when I saw her she was leaning on the wall. Her tits were perky ass hell and even though she had a shirt on, it was so soaked in saliva and sweat that I could see her nipples through it.
"So, think im youre type pretty boy?" She asked, teasing me.
"Oh youre definitely my type baby" I said back.
I locked the stall door behind us and we started to make out like wild animals. Our tongues were wrestling eachother while I sucked spit off both our chins. Eventually she fell back, acting like I pushed her for the "sexy dramatic factor" and spread her legs while leaning against the toilet. I squatted down and alligned my cock, throbbing and leaking precum with her wet aching cunt. I wasted no time thrusting into her, and her body wasted no time accepting my entire length. Plap, plap, slap, smack- endless waves of pleasure encompassed my whole body. Eventually fox chick reached down to start rubbing her clit, it was no time till she was getting squirt allover my shirt and screaming like my cock was too much to handle (maybe it was).
Me and her looked into eachothers eyes as we reached climax, we came together, collapsed ontop of eachother together, and did sloppy afterkisses together too. I pulled my knot out of her and it dragged itself onto the bathroom floor, cum was leaking out of me and her.
"So... w-where you heading a-after this?" She asked me between breaths.
"Vegas" I responded. "Names Jack"
"Cindy"
"Nice to meet you cindy"
"Which hotel?"
"Flamingo, why? Did you wanna come?"
"No, I just want you to say hi when you see me"
We both laughed together, and said our goodbyes as I cleaned up and left the bathroom. I walked past the cashiers counter to exit the store, completely forgetting about my quest for gas when I saw the beaver sitting there feet up with his hand on his dick.
"You had enough?" He asked "Or are you ready for some more action?"
TO BE CONTINUED