I was feeling depressed as I was recovering from a close family members funeral. I had hardly slept the night before, and the next door neighbours were giving me grief. I was now single although that did not bother me as such; I was craving some sexual attention. Rough, consensual, submissive or secretive; how it happened I did not care; I just wanted a regular fucking.

I started drinking at 5pm; and after sorting out the wheat from the chaff I finally organized a hook up in a local park toilet block. It was no romantic rendezvous, but it suited my needs of getting out of the house and some cock to take my mind off the grieving process.

After chatting most of the day on line about sex I was very turned on. I explained to my meet what I was into; which was basically anything. I just wanted to have some dirty, horny sex, with a little humility in a public place. He suggested the toilet block which was once used by homeless people, but had recently been refurbished and was open 24 hours.

I was to meet him in the first cubicle of the men’s toilets which was close to a car park in town. I was wearing a black tank top no bra, very short black mini-skirt, fishnet stockings held by suspenders, and black stiletto boots. The outfit was complimented by a black leather opened vest and a leather studded strap dog collar around my neck.

On hearing someone enter I was to remove my knickers and tank top But it was cold so I put my vest back on, and kneeled down over the bowl with my face to the wall to let him in me. I had flipped my skirt up; it was very scary but I needed a fucking. I had been going crazy with grief and it was time to let loose.

It got to 1am, I was beginning to wonder if I had been had and no one would come. So as I sat on the toilet seat waiting. I thought to myself, “I am in the men’s by myself waiting for a stranger to come and fuck me, am I crazy, desperate or both”?

I then heard a sound as someone entered, but they sat in the very next cubicle and emptied their bowels. Blah it stunk to high heavens. So there I was bent over the toilet bowl waiting for an on line lover to arrive next to someone taking a shit. I was becoming more nervous and the stench making me want to vomit.

Then I must have zoned out; because suddenly I jumped as I felt a set of hands take hold of my hips. He spread my legs apart and a I could feel a cock probing my pussy. It was quickly slid in to me and it felt so big I had to let out a little yelp.

“Oh my God I am being fucked without mercy in a men’s room at 2 am; I hope he is the guy from the internet”.

He was fucking so hard that my face was banging against the flusher bowl. I was feeling so hot and horny despite being a little ashamed of myself.

“I have been aching for this for hours and dreaming of it, and now it’s happening”.

I savoured every moment of that fucking; and as I orgasmed I let out a long cry.

As we had arranged on the internet he was to come in; fuck me then leave. I would then dress and leave content not knowing who he was. He was still fucking me hard and rough and grunting as he shook me around; I then felt him stiffen and swell as he cum in me.

With that he slapped my ass and did his fly up; I could hear his footsteps as I lay there thinking it was now safe to to leave. I was feeling dirty and humiliated, but extremely excited at what had just happened.
I was about to stand up and I could feel the cum dripping from my well fucked pussy. Then once again I felt hands on my hips and was pushed back down.

“What the fuck” I yelled out.

“Just using the toilet and you are part of it; look at all that cum trickling down your leg”.

I tried to wriggle away, but he was very strong and with one hand he pushed my head down. I was now feeling terribly afraid.

“I think this guys going to rape me”.

He kicked my legs apart and entered my dripping wet pussy. He just held it there leaving me scared and confused. What was he waiting for? Then I realized as warm liquid began trickling down my leg he had just pissed in my pussy.

Tears began running down my face; a combination of shame, fear and the events of the past week. I had not planned on this; the guy in the next cubicle was still there laughing to himself. He withdrew his cock from my pussy

“Hmmm anything goes my ass; you are panicking and you said anything goes” he yelled at me; and did up his fly.

“What”? I responded.

“You said that you were open to anything and as horny as hell. Well I think you are a liar I will give you time to decide whether you want to end the lie and leave, or make your wish a reality”.

I suddenly came to my senses, I still wanted it deep inside me, I used to be able to take on anything so why am I upset that I am getting lots of fuck attention.

“You 5 minutes to decide if you want more cock; or you want to get the hell out of here”; he yelled at me, as I heard the guy next door laughing again..

I finally got the courage to stand; then looked him in the eyes as confidently as I could with my breasts covered only by a vest; a skirt that was covered in cum, and piss stains all the way down my fish-nets.

“I am open to anything, but not in a public scummy place like this. I will take the pass and leave, but as a token of good will I will let you fuck me once. The choice is yours; do you want it up my pussy, in my ass or a blow job? Strictly no more pissing leave that for a more hygienic place; you have 3 minutes to decide” I said nervous as hell; but hoping to turn the tables of power.

“Okay get back in the cubicle and take your vest and skirt off, I will make my choice when I am back inside with you”.

So here I was butt naked except for my stockings and bent over the toilet waiting for his answer. Then I heard the sound of my cubicle door squeak open followed by a slap on my butt.

“Ok bad boy what is it going to be?” I said smugly with my elbow over the seat facing the flusher bowl.

He kicked my legs wide apart and slid his cock in and began fucking; he had chosen my pussy. It was not long before he started fingering my asshole also; this made me a lot hornier.

“Don’t you wish you had 2 cocks?” I joked.

I do not think he had the greatest sense of humour; as he pounded my pussy as if I had pissed him off with my chatter. My tits were bouncing everywhere and my head banged the flusher bowl a few times. Then he suddenly stopped; before I could register what he was doing he had pried my asshole open and forced his cock in.

“Fuck” I yelped and bit on my lips as the pain ripped through me.

He rocked back and forward until, he had pushed it all the way in; it was really thick because the ripping feeling was so painful. I felt tears run down my face and could taste blood from biting my lip. Then he began to pound my ass mercilessly; shaking my body in the process.

Towards the end I was enjoying it the pain had left me and an awesome feeling buzzed over me. I was even rocking back meeting his thrusts. The inevitable happened too soon; I felt the final lunge forward clearly as he came in my ass. With his cock still in me he paint brushed slapped the back of my head.

“Next time you come here be prepared to endure nasty things; and you will not be giving the option of leaving next time” he threatened and left.

I quickly put my skirt and vest on not bothering to put the rest of my clothes back on. I just grabbed them and hurried to my car.

Although I got what I wanted it did scare the hell out of me; and I wondered if I was set up or if it was all part and parcel of being connected with activities like this.

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