Caught in the Studio Toilet

The moment I stepped into the massage studio for my appointment, the air thickened with old heat. Lena stood behind the reception desk in tight black scrubs that hugged every curve I used to worship. My ex. The woman whose pussy I still dreamed about. Her eyes locked on mine, pupils flaring with the same raw hunger that hit me like a punch.

"Liam," she breathed, voice low and smoky. "You're my three o'clock."

The studio was quiet, just soft music and the faint scent of lavender oil. She led me down a narrow hallway to a private room with a wide massage table, dim lights, and a door that locked from inside.

"I didn't know you worked here," I said, already peeling off my shirt. My cock twitched against my jeans at the sight of her bending to adjust the table, that juicy ass stretching the fabric.

彼女は振り返り、唇を噛んだ。「半年ぶりね。また会っても平気だと思ってたのに。」彼女の指が俺の裸の胸をかすめ、テーブルの方へと向きを変えさせた。「横になって。仰向けに。」

The explicit pull between us snapped fast. Her hands oiled up and slid over my shoulders, then down my chest, thumbs circling my nipples until I groaned. Tension crackled. When her palm pressed flat against my growing bulge, neither of us pretended anymore.

"Still get so fucking hard for me," Lena whispered, squeezing through my pants. "God, I missed this dick."

I sat up, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her close. Our mouths crashed together, tongues urgent and wet. She tasted like mint and forbidden memories. My hands roamed under her scrubs, finding bare skin, no bra, her heavy tits spilling into my palms. I pinched her nipples until she gasped into my mouth.

"Here?" I growled against her neck, sucking lightly.

「待ちきれないわ。」彼女は俺をテーブルから引きずり降ろし、息を荒げた。「急いで。トイレよ。セッション中は誰も使わないから。」

We stumbled into the tiny attached bathroom, door clicking shut behind us. The space was cramped, clean white tiles, a narrow sink, and a toilet with the lid down. She shoved me against the wall, yanking my jeans open. My thick cock sprang free, veins pulsing, already leaking at the tip.

レナは一気にスクラブを脱ぎ捨て、それを蹴り飛ばした。彼女の無毛のアソコはテラテラと光り、唇は腫れて濡れていた。下着は履いていない。彼女は振り返り、両手をシンクにつき、その完璧なお尻を私に向けて突き出した。「まず触って。昔みたいに。指だけよ。溢れさせて」

I stepped close, the heat of her body radiating. My fingers traced her spine, then dipped between her cheeks, spreading her wetness. She was soaked. I circled her clit slowly, teasing, feeling it throb under my fingertip. Two fingers slid inside her tight pussy, curling, stroking that spot that always made her legs shake.

「ああ…そう、そこよ」と彼女は喘ぎ、腰を押し付けてきた。彼女の内壁は私をきつく締め付け、熱く滑らかだった。私はより深く突き入れ、親指で彼女のクリトリスを一定の円を描くように押し続けた。濡れた音がタイルに反響し、小さな部屋の中で卑猥に大きく響いた。彼女の愛液が私の手を覆い、太ももを伝って滴り落ちた。

She reached back, gripping my cock, stroking me in time with my fingers. "I need you inside. Now. Fuck me against the toilet."

I spun her, sat on the closed lid, and pulled her onto my lap facing me. Her knees settled on either side of my hips. She lowered herself, guiding my cockhead to her entrance. We both watched as her pussy stretched around my thickness, inch by inch, until I was buried balls-deep in her heat.

"Fuck, you're so tight," I hissed, hands on her ass, spreading her wider. She rolled her hips in slow, grinding circles, her clit rubbing my base with every move. The position let me feel every flutter inside her. I thrust up gently at first, then harder, the slap of skin on skin filling the toilet.

レナの胸が私の顔の前で弾んだ。私は片方の乳首を口に含み、強く吸いながら、指を彼女の引き締まった尻に食い込ませ、より速く動くよう導いた。彼女は高まる切迫感とともに私の上で腰を振り、あそこは万力のように締め付け、愛液が私の竿と玉を覆った。

"Harder, Liam... make me cum on your cock." Her voice cracked, forehead pressed to mine. Sweat beaded between us. I bucked up roughly, hitting deep, the toilet creaking under us. Her breathing turned to desperate whimpers.

She came first, pussy spasming wildly, flooding my lap with fresh wetness. Her nails raked my shoulders. "I'm cumming... oh god, don't stop!"

I flipped her around, bending her over the sink again. This time I took her from behind, fast and deep, one hand tangled in her hair, the other reaching around to rub her clit. The mirror showed everything: her flushed face, mouth open in ecstasy, my cock disappearing into her slick folds over and over.

彼女の二度目の絶頂はさらに激しかった。彼女は叫び声を上げ、体を震わせ、私が耐えられなくなるまであそこで搾り取った。私は最後の瞬間に引き抜き、激しく扱いた。太い精液の筋が彼女の尻と腰のあたりを汚し、割れ目を伝って滴り落ちた。

私たちは狭い空間で息を切らし、心臓を高鳴らせていた。彼女は振り向き、私に優しくキスをし、唇に悪戯な笑みを浮かべた。「ずっと待たせすぎたわね」

The next morning I woke in my own bed, sunlight slicing through the blinds. I made coffee, black and strong, the rich aroma filling the kitchen. My phone buzzed. Lena.

"Last night was insane. Can't stop thinking about your fingers in me."

私はにやりと笑い、熱いコーヒーをすすった。ドアのそばの鏡に映る自分の姿に、彼女の爪による肩のうっすらとした赤い跡が目に入った。あの便座の上で彼女が私に跨っていた記憶が、私のものを再び疼かせた。

Another text: "Same time next week? This time maybe we skip the massage table entirely."

I typed back quickly. "Only if we lock the toilet door again. And you wear those scrubs with nothing underneath."

The three dots danced. "Deal. Bring that big cock. I want round two against the sink."

I took another slow sip, the steam rising, wondering how long we'd pretend this was just old tension before it became something more. But for now, the heat in my veins and the ache in my muscles were enough. Her scent still lingered on my skin, faint lavender mixed with pure sex.