Author’s note:

This story is a very different one to my usual works. It contains degradation and humiliation, elements of dubious consent, and a vast disrespectful for the woman featured in it, and perhaps women in general. If you don’t like that, you don’t have to read it.

This story is dedicated to Flora, and yes that is her real name. This is her story, as much as it is mine. She’s a true slut and I know she would appreciate being described as such in the comments, and reading about the depraved things you might do to a pretty young thing like her.

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I was looking down at my phone, so I didn’t see how it happened, but I felt the impact of someone walking into me. That’s usually hard to miss. I looked up, ready to be pissed off and give this idiot a piece of my mind, but then I saw it was her, and my eyes narrowed instead. The girl who had been watching me, giving me the eye in my last lecture. And I guess the girl who was maybe following me? Fair hair, pale skin, a fat ass. Shorts and tit-hugging top showing off plenty of skin.

She looked up at me through her eyelashes and smiled. She had a nice smile, set on pretty lips. Lips that looked full and like they could take a good fucking. I don’t know why I had that thought, there was just something about her that made me think she was often doing that sort of thing. Maybe it was the choker, tight to her neck that made me think about hands wrapped around it. Or maybe it was her hand that was brushing my chest, apparently to steady herself after our collision. Or maybe it was her cleavage, deliberately exposed and looking appealing as fuck.

“Sorry! I’m a little clumsy sometimes.”

Yeah, sure… Her eyes were dancing around me, sizing me up. Her smile stuck to her face, telling me she liked what she saw. I could say the same thing. So I let my gaze slowly wander over her, objectifingly. Leering, I guess. Fuck it, I was pretty sure she wanted me.

I glanced around, it was the middle of the day and everyone was walking around us hurriedly. The hot summer sun lit up the university buildings and opened streets and passageways that were dingy and confined in the darker months. Plenty of students rushing to their next class or lecture, or heading to the square for the protest. A busy campus, but she had only been looking at me. I guess it was a believable excuse that she’d run into me. Except I’m pretty sure I’d been on of the first to leave the lecture, so how had she gotten ahead of me…

“Don’t worry about it,” I said. Not trying to be combative or show too much interest.

“Thanks! Hey, I think I’ve seen you before, right? Do you have Professor Plum as your lecturer?”

“Yeah.”

Of course she knew that I did, she’d been eye fucking me the entire time….

“Cool. I’m Flora by the way.”

“Danny.”

“Nice to meet you!”

She still had her hand on my chest! I had almost forgotten. This girl was keen. I thought she’d just wanted to introduce herself and maybe try and arrange a drink at some point. But no, she was literally feeling me up!

I noticed her squeeze her arms together a little and push her boobs against each other. Okay, now I knew she wanted it. I looked back up with a cocky grin on my face. Flora met my eyes boldly and her smile grew wider. Damn! This one I could have some fun with.

“So, where are you going Flora?”

“Oh, umm, I was going to the exams office. I have a meeting I should go to…”

“Oh, let me walk you there,” I said confidently. I took her hand down from my chest, and spun her around a little. I didn’t hold her hand because I was not her fucking boyfriend. Instead, I boldly looped one arm over her shoulders. Possessively.

I walked her away from the crowd, and she seemed happy to let me do so. I took her away from the main thoroughfares to stall for time as I worked out what to do. Where should I make my move? What was she up for? How long was her meeting going to be?

She surprised me by letting me take her around a corner and then making her move.

“Hey, I think I need to go to the toilet quickly. It’s this way right?”

Fuck if I knew!

“Um, yeah sure.”

She walked quickly and led me towards a bathroom entrance. She twisted to face me, and there was a glint of lust and excitement in her eyes. She didn’t say anything, just looked at me, her eyes flicking to my mouth quite obviously. I took the hint and pushed her against the wall. She gasped but left her mouth open. I leaned down and kissed her on the mouth.

She moaned into my mouth, loudly! Her tongue was wet and quick to slip onto my lips. I pushed past it and forced my tongue into her hot little mouth. She moaned again and started sucking on it immediately. Damn….

I quickly groped at her tits and she just let me. Openly, in public. I knew this girl wanted me, and was horny and pumped up on something, but Flora kept surprising me with how much of a little whore she was acting. Her nipple was hard underneath Escort my hand. There was no way she was wearing a bra. I felt her nipple harden beneath my touch. I gave it a pinch. She made a high pitched noise and her body shook slightly.

I let go of the kiss and took a half step back. She stared at me, blonde hair slightly wild at her shoulders, chest panting, nipples poking through her top. She reached her hands up towards me slightly, but then stopped, waiting. So she wanted it, but was still a little sub. Yeah, I knew the type.

I put my hand on her shoulder, and turned her around again, pointing her towards the toilets. She looked over her shoulder at me, but started walking in. I got a proper look at her fat ass for the first time. Damn! She was packing a fucking dump truck back there! I wondered if she was into anal, but shook my head before I could fantasize too much, first things first. I did give her ass a firm slap as she went though. I’m only human.

I didn’t look round to see if anyone saw us go in, but as I followed Flora into the bathroom, we did meet a tall girl fucking around in front of the mirror, doing whatever it is dumb bimbos do in the bathroom. I wondered if she was gonna kick up a fuss, but she just rolled her eyes at us, as if we gave a shit. She made some snooty noise in her throat to let us know she didn’t approve, and then she left. Good riddance. Flora looked at me and licked her lips again, waiting for approval or instruction. I nodded towards the toilet stall,and she practically skipped ahead of me. I locked the door behind us.

Flora pressed herself into me and looked up through her lashes at me with big doe eyes. She leaned up for another kiss. I paused for a second or two, but let her lock onto my lips with her own. She might have been a good kisser, I don’t know, I didn’t really care. I was just warming her up.

I put one hand on her cheek, and cupped her chin and face tenderly, like a lover. I softened my kiss and drew her away from me. She looked slightly confused, but still stared at me meekly. She knew I was in charge. I shifted my hand up, and ran it into her hair. Then I tightened my grip and seized a handful of hair. She winced in pain,but recognition bloomed. Her tongue stuck out from her open mouth slightly.

I pulled. She moved with my hand. Good. I pulled her downwards. She looked up at me even as she sank down. Need shone on her face. What a slut.

She crouched down in the public toilet stall. She ran her hands over me as she went. One palm pushed up against my crotch, feeling the hard outline of my cock. After that she moved quickly, unbuckling my belt frantically, and burrowing to pull my trousers down. Like a little rodent scrabbling for her prize. As she uncovered my cock, I readjusted my grip so that I had a good bunch of hair. I was gonna direct this bitch right where I needed her.

She pulled my cock free at last, and made a low ‘Ugggghh’ noise at the sight and feel of it. I twitched and pulsed in her hand. She looked up at me and just stuck out her tongue, leaving her mouth open for me. Moving her whole head with one hand, I lined her up so that the head of my cock tapped onto her lolling tongue. She instinctively tried to lick underneath it. She’d done this before, a lot… Slut.

I gave a few more seconds of teasing before I rammed my cock into her mouth.

She slurped and gagged at the sudden assault, but didn’t retch or try to spit me out. She took it like a champion cocksucker, and waited as still as she could with my cock pushing down her throat. She gagged again, and her eyes watered as I pulled her hair and her head off my cock.

“Fuck. You’re good at this.”

“Mmhhmmm.”

“Is this what you wanted?”

She nodded, breathing in and out heavily.

“Answer me, slut.”

Her eyes flashed at the word.

“Yes, this is what I want.”

“Yeah, of course it is.”

She reached up to stroke my dick, but I pulled her hair and stopped her. “Wait, stand up.”

As she moved to obey me, I wrapped my other hand around Flora’s throat and dragged her upright with both hands. She steadied herself on the walls of the toilet stall, not minding how filthy it could be.

All I did was pull the straps of her top down, and then roughly pull the whole thing down to her stomach, freeing her breasts. They were incredible. She hadn’t been wearing a bra, and by now her nipples were firm pink little nubs. I pinched one and watched with satisfaction as her face twisted in pain and pleasure. Her mouth made a perfect O and her eyes closed instinctively.

I groped at her squishy tits roughly. They felt so soft but pert under my touch. Benefits of being a young university slut. She was built for this…

I regained a handful of hair, and forced her down to the floor again. She seemed surprised, and stumbled down to her bare knees on the dirty floor. I don’t know what she had been expecting, but all I needed to was to see her tits bob and swing Escort Bayan as she sucked my cock. That was all she was good for.

I thrust back into her hot mouth, and started fucking it earnestly then, not taking it slow and not caring when I made her gag or cough. She was a warm hole to service me, nothing more. As she had her face fucked, spit dribbled out of her mouth and dropped down onto her tits in long strings. Her gagging noises filled the toilet.

I don’t really know how long we were at it, but I definitely heard at least one other person walk into the toilets and then leave once they heard her moans and sloppy gagging. Not just a slut, a public slut. Damn.

Flora was loose and wet, so my dick slid in and out of her mouth easily. It felt amazing, and the tingle of my balls as they slapped onto her chin and face was equally pleasurable. I felt like I might cum soon, so I slowed down. I wasn’t ready for this to end just yet. Flora was moaning and using a lot of strength to keep from choking, gripping me and moving her head when she could. She was so loud that she might have already orgasmed. It wouldn’t have surprised me from how readily she was taking this, and how obscene her noises were.

But still, I needed to be inside that pussy. I pulled her off my cock and let her catch her breath as I admired her red face and wide eyes. After a few seconds of panting she managed a weak smile up at me.

“…I… love your cock,” she murmured.

“Yeah, I bet you do, slut.”

With that I pulled at her hair again, and she obediently rose up once more. I kissed her, to show her that she’d done a good job, and her breath stank of saliva and my cock.

“Get your knickers off and turn around,” I ordered her.

Flora nodded and reached down to pull up her skirt, bunching around her waist efficiently. She wasn’t wearing any panties… Of course she wasn’t. She showed me her bare thighs and the strip of golden hair above her pussy. She seemed so proud, it was kind of adorable. She didn’t slow down or hesitate, or change her demeanour; she’d come here to get fucked.

I reached down and ran my fingers through her folds. She was wet and literally dripping. Of course she was. I relished the feeling of a horny woman’s arousal over my fingers, before withdrawing and running them into her used mouth. She sucked greedily at her own juices and gave me those wide eyes again.

I growled at her whorish behaviour and squeezed at her neck with one hand and those gorgeous pink nipples with the other. She whined in pleasure/pain and gripped my forearm with her hand. But she didn’t try to stop me from cutting off her air, she was just feeling the power in my arm. Knowing how in control of her I was. Revelling in it. I heard her other hand frantically rubbing at her wet pussy.

I pushed her so she was facing away from me. She leaned against the wall of the toilet and bent over as much as she could in the cramped space. Tilting her hips and presenting herself as best she could for me. I slipped a hand underneath her and guided my hard cock towards her dripping cunt. She sighed and pushed her peachy ass backwards towards me. So needy.

I thrust my hips against her and sank all the way to the hilt in her hot, soaking little hole. Fuck! She was so tight! She cried out as I filled her up. Her head was pushed against the back wall of the toilet. I was getting a secondhand sense of ick just from witnessing her repeatedly touch the walls of this place, but she didn’t seem to care about it at all.

I took a wide grip on her asscheek and felt the flesh wobble as I started to fuck her properly. Flora moaned in pleasure and took little gasping breaths as the air was pounded out of her lungs. After a few seconds she reached back with one arm and pulled against her asscheek too, spreading herself to let me in deeper. Her fingernails were long and marked her smooth skin. It gave me a sudden thought and her body language seemed to support the idea.

As she spread herself for me and took my cock like a good slut, I wet my thumb in my mouth and then pressed it against her puckered asshole as it exposed itself under the pounding I was giving her. Just as I thought, Flora groaned louder and humped her hips more fervently against mine. Of course she likes ass play too.

I let spit pool in my mouth and then dropped it down onto her ass and my thumb. The liquid let me loosen her up a little more, and I sank the first section of my thumb inside her ass. The grip was incredibly powerful and the intrusion drove her slightly wild even as it gave me a wash of dirty pleasure. I suddenly knew I could do anything I wanted to this bitch. She was mine.

I fucked her with both my rock hard dick and my thumb now. It only took a short while before she started wailing and gulping in air even louder than before. She must have been audible to people even outside the toilets now. I realised she was cumming as she slid smoothly up and down my dick whilst Bayan Escort quivering in her legs and arms. The sight and sounds set me off, and I knew I had to cum soon too. Without letting her finish with my dick inside her, I abruptly pulled out of her wet cunt.

I grabbed her by the hips, turned her around and pushed her back to her knees again. I stroked my dick that was now covered in shiny, creamy pussy juices, and stared into her dazed eyes. Despite the fucking she’d taken from me, and the shivering orgasm wracking her body, she was still aware of what I was doing. She pushed her tits together again, and opened her mouth. Such a good slut. I growled in approval and unleashed my seed all over her. I aimed for her tits, because in that moment my brain decided that they needed to be covered most of all. But after a few intensely satisfying spurts, I tried to shoot onto her pretty face. This slut needed to be defiled. She needed to look the part. She took it all, proudly. Even when a rope of sticky cum went straight into the back of her throat, she didn’t close her mouth or turn away. She was made for this. Made to be used. Even as I degraded her in a dirty toilet stall, I knew that she deserved more. She could take more. The thought made me salivate.

After my orgasm subsided, Flora started cleaning her face up a little. Using her tongue to scoop my cum into her mouth. But she stayed on her knees. She even opened her mouth and happily showed me that she’d swallowed my seed. On a whim, I stuck my thumb into her mouth after she did this, the one that I’d dirtied in her asshole. Her eyes went wide and she wrinkled her face in disgust. Perhaps I’d found her limits at last. She jerked back instinctively and spat the dirty digit out.

“What the fuck? That’s disgusting!”

She glared at me angrily, but her revulsion and rage were fleeting and easily cowed. I grinned down at her, showing her who was in control. She looked away quickly. Either her subservience or the lingering aftershocks of her orgasm caused a small tremor to run through her body.

I watched the lines of cum slide slowly down her breasts. I patted her head, like she was a well-behaved dog. She warily watched the thumb that I’d violated two of her holes with.

“Gross!” She muttered, and spat a few times theatrically. But I wasn’t buying it. I laughed as a thought struck me, looking down at her despoiled face and naked body. I pulled at her hair again, and guided her to face the toilet itself. She shuffled around willingly, and set her hands on the seat strangely, as if readying herself for something. Curious… That would also bear some investigation. I found myself fascinating with the thought of pushing this young slut to her limits.

But first I pushed her head over the toilet.

“Look in there, what do you see?”

She obediently peered into the water and her reflection floating on it. She put her head quite close to actually being within the bowl itself. Curious…!

“I see, myself…”

“And what are you?”

She paused, looking for where truth intersected with what I would want to hear.

“Someone who just got fucked in the uni toilets.”

“Yes! Good girl! And what does that make you?”

“A slut. A dirty little slut that needs your cock.”

“Yeah, true. But specifically it makes you a dirty little toilet slut.”

She nodded, but she also hummed out a little moan as she did so. She knew her place. She just needed someone to put her in it.

I let go of her and she turned to face me, still kneeling before me, and still glistening with my cum all over her.

“Where’s your dorm? Or room, or wherever?”

She told me the name of one of the blocks at the edge of campus. It wasn’t too far.

“Get up. Don’t clean yourself up. You’re taking me there now.”

She looked shocked at my tone and probably the prospect of walking across campus with cum on her face. But she licked her lips once again and nodded. A second of hesitation, no more.

And so Flora stood up from the toilet floor, pulled her tits back into her top, which immediately darkened and stained from the cum still clinging to her, and then straightened her skirt. She took my hand and led me out of the bathroom.

We walked out into the sunshine and were met with a crowd of people. Okay, maybe not a full crowd, but at least a couple of gaggles. Quite a few disapproving tutters and scowlers, but also some jealous looks and predatory grins. Someone cheered for us, or for her, I have no idea. A mixed bag, but plenty of witnesses. I was just happy to have the comfort of the patriarchal values behind me; none of these people would judge me as much as they’d judge Flora. I looked at her reaction curiously. I really had no clue how she’d feel about this.

Flora’s face glistened in the sunshine, little flecks of cum still present, but even the smeared trail where she’d wiped or licked it up was still visible and obvious. I hadn’t really noticed before, but she’d clearly been wearing eyeshadow or something like that, because her eyes and the tops of her cheeks were smudged black and messy. I guess I hadn’t been looking into her eyes much. I laughed at the idea that I wasn’t being romantic enough.