Edits - Ch 6.1.1.1.2.1

Chapter 6.1.1.1.2.1 - Tim has sex with Chris in a bathroom stall.

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“Hey!” Chris said, giving Tim a gentle but firm slap on his cheek. “I’ve had enough of your worrying. Do you want me or not?”

Startled, Tim’s mouth had gone too dry to speak, so he dumbly nodded.

“Then, let’s do it,” Chris said, taking Tim’s hand and dragging him into a toilet stall, the one furthest from the door, before locking them both inside. “Sit,” she ordered him.

Tim sat on the toilet.

Chris smiled and pulled her top up over her head, revealing her bra. Seeing that, Tim was simultaneously excited and disappointed with himself for not giving her larger breasts. Without a pause, she hung her shirt on the door coat hook and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. She dropped them and her bottoms to her small feet, baring her carefully trimmed crotch. Before he had a chance to fully take in the sight, she had already stepped out of her shoes and clothes to allow her legs to spread wider.

“Well,” she said, getting into position over his lap. “Get it out already.”

“Oh!” Chris said, as if he had just woken up from daydreaming. “Right.”

“Is this your first time?” she asked, smirking.

“Uh,” Chris said, not sure how honest he should be.

She put a finger on his lips before he could reply. “Sorry,” she said. “Of course it is. Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of everything. You just need to keep from blowing a load for as long as you can. Understand?”

He nodded a vague affirmation as he buttoned and unzipped his own jeans, pulling down his boxers just enough for his semi-hard cock to protrude. 

“You got a condom?” she asked.

He shook his head.

Sighing, she turned and searched the pockets of her jeans, returning moments later with a condom.

“I hope it fits,” she said, gazing down at his hardening cock. Her dainty fingers wrapped around the girth of it and gave it a few gentle jerks, stimulating him just enough to harden it up fully. Then, she tore open the square packaging and rolled the condom into place. “Good enough,” she said. “Now, my turn.”

Tim watched in stunned wonder as she began fingering her pussy and groping at her breasts.

“Uh,” he said. “Want me to…”

She moaned gently and replied between pants, “No…. You’ll just… waste time… fumbling around… I can get… my pussy… wet… alone.”

True to her word, she was dripping fluids down there a minute later.

Ready now, she grabbed him by the hips and slid them closer to her. Then, standing on her tiptoes, she straddled his body and guided his waiting cock into her damp pussy.

For the first time, Tim was inside of a girl. It was warm and damp and wonderful, everything he had hoped it would be. That she was smaller than average meant that she was a tight fit for him, even with his average sized cock. Slowly, her hips began to move, drawing him in deeper and then letting him slide out halfway. Just that little bit of stimulation was nearly enough to push him over the edge, but he remembered her admonition to keep from finishing too quickly. He focused his mind on calming down, trying to think of something dull and unsexy as this cute girl gradually accelerated her hip thrusts, drawing his cock gradually deeper and deeper into the warmth of her.

Chris let out little moans and gasps, her body overcome by lust, moving out of the pure desire for carnal pleasure. She kissed him, resting her hands on his shoulders, and he took that as an invitation to feel up her body, enjoying the softness of her breasts and the firm roundness of her ass. The pace slowed briefly, giving her a moment to recover before she sped up again. This time, her movements had a sense of determination, indicating that the end was near.

Tim felt himself reaching his limit. The pleasure was too potent, her pussy too stimulating to resist an orgasm for much longer. Both of them were about to finish. Any moment now…

What happens next?

They came together.

The bell rings.

Someone enters the bathroom.