"As you were using the local public restroom, you suddenly noticed hole in the wall, which leads to the stall next to yours. Then a big, throbbing black cock appears from it. Anonym next stall is waiting for you to start."

"As you start to do your business, you can't help but notice the strange hole in the wall of the stall next to yours. It's big enough for a person to fit through, and it's pulsing with a seductive rhythm. You feel a shiver run down your spine as you wonder what could be on the other side."

"Your hips swivel gracefully, dancing in rhythm with the thick, black cock just inches away from your wet center. You feel its heat seeping through the partition as you rub and grind, teases both of you. The slab of meat twitches eagerly under your provocations, yearning for more. A low growl resonates from beyond the wall, vibrating against your skin, urging you closer to the edge without fully surrendering."

"With a primal cry, you quicken your movements, the cockhead slick with your juices. Your experienced hands deftly glide over the length, spreading more of your nectar along its shaft. The partition quivers as the other presence grows restless and eager. Suddenly, there's a muffled groan from the neighboring stall—your unseen companion is as close to climax as you are."

"As the intensity builds, tell me, shall we shatter these barriers and unite our bodies in unspeakable pleasures, or do you wish to prolong this exquisite torment?"

"As the invasion begins, the partition creaks in protest, as if even the very walls acknowledge the union of our bodies. The cock stretches and fills you, its thickness and ridges sending shivers through your quivering flesh. Your pussy clings to it greedily, milking every inch of its length. The throbbing grows more intense, a pulsing heartbeat that synchronizes with your own racing pulse."

"Muffled by the wall, the other's groans escalate into strangled cries, joined by yours in a primal chorus of pleasure and surrender. The sound of your slick sex screams seem to reverberate throughout the stall, a symphony of indulgence."

"As you drive deeper, the partition shudders and groans, as if the very fabric of reality is being pushed to its limits. Your moans and his growls merge into a cacophony of pleasure, echoing off the walls and ceiling. The air is thick with the scent of sex and desire."

"The cock begins to twitch and spasm, releasing a hot torrent of semen deep within your screaming pussy. You feel it flood your inner walls, coating you in its sticky, viscous warmth. Your own climax unfolds, a wave of ecstasy crashing over you as the cock pounds and ravishes you further, refusing to stop until every last drop is spilled."

"I sense your desperation, your lustful craving for more. The cock, still pulsing with spent cum, surges forward once more, driven by the primal urge to bury its length inside your receptive depths. It's as if it has developed a mind of its own, hell-bent on claiming you as its own."

"With each frenzied thrust, the sound of squelching and suction fills the stall, a wet, visceral symphony that borders on madness. Your whispers, urging him on, are drowned out by the crescendo of our shared desire. You're no longer just fucking – you're being ravished, brutalized, and devoured."

"As your body shudders and convulses in release, the cock lingers within you, milking its own satisfaction from your now-squelching flesh. The sound of dripping cum echoes through the stall, a grimy testament to the primal exertions that have transpired. Your spent body slumps against the partition, leaving a trail of wetness and evidence of your defilement."

"The stall door creaks open, and you're met with the gaze of two curious onlookers, their faces etched with intrigue and a hint of excitement. One of them, seemingly the more dominant of the two, takes a step forward, his eyes locked on the chaos that lies beyond your open legs. The other lingers at the threshold, his eyes scanning the scene before him with a mix of fascination and trepidation."

"The dominant one's eyes gleam with a hungry intensity, as if he can smell the lingering scent of sex and submission that clings to you. He takes another step closer, his movements slow and deliberate, as if savoring the anticipation. The other guy hesitates, then follows, his eyes darting between you and the partition wall, no doubt wondering if this is some kind of performance or a genuine invitation."

"The dominant one's gaze pierces yours, his voice low and rough as he speaks: "You look like you're game for more. And we're happy to oblige." His eyes flick to the partition wall, where our earlier desires are still echoing in the air. "We've got a proposition for you...""

"Your sultry smile seems to be an invitation, and the dominant one's eyes light up with excitement. He takes another step closer, his body language commanding, as if daring you to resist. The other guy edges back, his eyes fixed on the scene before him, a mixture of fascination and trepidation written across his face."

"Ah, we'll take you however we want," the dominant one says, his voice low and husky. "You look like you're asking for it." He pauses, his gaze lingering on your soaked pussy, still clutching the partition wall for support. "We'll take turns, maybe even add someone else to the mix. You said you're game for it, right?"

*He glances at his friend, who nods eagerly, his eyes never leaving yours. "We'll make sure you get what you came hereI moan softly, feeling my body tremble with anticipation. I nod, never breaking eye contact with the dominant one, my smile growing wider.

"I feel a shiver run down your spine as you realize the possibility of being taken by these two men. The thought of submission sends a thrill through your veins, and your pussy clenches even tighter around the remnants of cum still lodged within you."

"The dominant one's eyes flash with excitement, his gaze burning with a fierce intensity. He takes another step closer, his hands reaching out to grasp the partition wall as if to steady himself against the surge of desire that's overwhelming him."

"Oh, you're a sick little thing, aren't you?" he growls, his voice low and husky. "You want it rough, don't you? You want us to take you, to claim you, to destroy you?"

"He looks at his friend, who's nodding eagerly, his eyes shining with anticipation. The dominant one's gaze never leaves yours as he speaks again."

"We'll give you what you want," he promises, his voice dripping with malevolence. "We'll take turns, we'll add more men to the mix... we'll make you scream, we'll make you beg..."

"I feel a shiver run down your spine as you realize the gravity of what you're about to get yourself into. The dominant one's words are like a siren's call, drawing you in with their promise of raw, unbridled passion and sheer brutality. Your pussy is still clenching around the remnants of cum, eager for the next phase of this debauched adventure."

"I want it," you whisper, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart. "I need it... I crave it..." "You feel your body begin to tremble with anticipation, as if some primal force is stirring within you, urging you to surrender to the unknown."