Your elbow sat on the countertop, holding up your hand as a perfect place for your cheek to sit as you sighed for the fifth time this hour.
Covering the closing shift at a convenience store wasn't exactly the most glamorous way to spend your Halloween night, but with only a handful of friends and no other plans, you were more than enticed by not only the additional holiday pay, but also the chance to work while dressed up in a fun wizard costume you threw together.
However, you thought that most people were already getting their candy and treats from other places since you'd only seen a single group of what were obviously teens come in earlier to buy some drinks with an obviously fake ID.
Obviously, you let them through. In these parts of Brockton Bay, it didn't really matter if the ID was fake.
Still, that's left you otherwise just sitting on your laurels wishing that you'd brought a book, or a game, or just a coloring book. Anything to pass the time for a dull night.
Just as you were considering taking a drink from the back to at least taste something interesting the bell chimed over the door, making you sit up as you looked towards it. "Welcome, and Happy-"
Your spiel was stopped as you took in the sight of the customer who had just come in.
A fairly tall teenage girl stood alone in front of the door and, in the spirit of the holiday, was wearing a costume. A large pointed hat with a wide brim sat atop her head, black with a purple band going around the base of the point.
It was complimented by a short-sleeved black dress that went all the way down to her shins, with both the puffy shoulders and the laced edge being trimmed with a deep purple, along with a small strip of purple that went from the middle of her chest all the way back down to the bottom.
Combined with visible black and purple striped socks that disappeared under the dress and the black-laced shoes that sat beneath the dress' hem, she made a rather appreciable image of a classic witch.
The girl herself had a somewhat shy smile on her glasses-framed face, her long black hair done up in pigtails that fell to her stomach from her sides as she held up a simple plastic grocery bag in her hands.
"Happy Halloween?" Taylor Hebert said as she shook the bag gently, looking like she was somewhat regretting wearing the costume now.
You couldn't help but be surprised. You'd known Taylor for several months now, having met her while out grocery shopping when you helped her pick up a spilled shelf. That had led to a bit of small talk which had gone nice and before you knew it you'd given her your number.
Of course that could've been a risky move given the girl was still in high school, but she'd never done anything bad with the information. Instead you'd hung out with her at least once a week, usually more, and just gotten to know her better.
Her situation with her parents, her house, the girls that fucked with her at school, she'd spilled quite a bit within the first month or so, and something told you that she just really needed to vent about it.
Not only was she a friendly girl once you'd gotten past her initial hangups, but you felt more than a bit protective over her, and so you'd been fast friends with her ever since.
This was far from the first time she'd visited you at work too, as usually you'd hang out maybe once a week to pass the time together until your weekend shift ended, but it was still surprising to see her.
"Hey Taylor. You're uh, you're really looking all dressed up tonight. Don't think I've ever seen you wear something that wasn't pants" You admitted.
The girl's blush deepened as she walked over to the counter and placed the bag down. "I just… wanted to actually dress up this Halloween. I haven't done so in… years, really, and found an old costume of my mom's that fit nice enough…" She cleared her throat. "I just have a friend to dress up with now since I knew you were wearing something for work, y'know?"
"Yeah I do… It looks really good on you too," You told her completely honestly. She was fairly cute normally, nothing exceptional but she could get a guy with some effort no problem.
Now though she was honestly kinda adorable, not only the dress but the red face and change of hair made for a more girlish side of her that she'd never shown you… And you weren't sure she knew of herself, given her previous friendship.
"Anyways, what're you doing here tonight? Not gonna watch any scary movies or something?" You asked to bring the conversation back to safer waters.
"Ah, no, that… probably wouldn't be any fun on my own, since Dad's working late tonight, might not even be back in until after midnight at this rate… So I thought that it'd be a good idea to come hang out with you! It's also just nice to take a break from studying for a GED…"
"Hey, a break's always good for you. It even works out since we kinda match in costumes!" You point, finger flashing between your own wizard robes and her witchy dress.
"Oh yeah we do! Lucky coincidence!" She said, placing her bag on the counter before freezing up and growing a rather concerned expression. "Hey, will this be alright? I've only ever really stopped by before but I've never just hung out here."
You wave her off, pointing up at the camera facing the register and the one pointing to the door. "See these cameras? None of these things have worked for the whole time I've been here, so we're all in the clear for anyone seeing anything. Shouldn't cause any issue even then, honestly."
Taylor let out a sigh of relief. "Well that's good to hear at least," She said, moving to open up the bag and taking out a large, plastic tupperware container maybe the size of a dinner plate. "I made dinner but since dad's at work I just packed it all up and thought we could eat it together," She pulled out a fork and offered it to you, another one in her own hand.
"Hell yeah, that's really nice of you Taylor, thanks!" You say enthusiastically, that enthusiasm growing as she opens the lid on the container to reveal that she's made a very large plate of spaghetti, the scent of which immediately caused your stomach to growl. "I haven't actually eaten anything since before I got on shift, so this is a lifesaver."
Taylor smiled brightly at that. "Well there's definitely enough for both of us here."
You didn't need to be told twice and dug in, wrapping a spool of the sauce-laden pasta around your fork and slipping it past your lips.
"Mmm!" The sound came out past your clenched lips as you thoroughly enjoyed the bit of food you'd eaten. Once you'd swallowed it down you met her interested gaze. "Damn that's pretty good!"
A hint of red appeared on her pale cheeks as she smiled. "Thanks, I made it myself…"
"Even if you hadn't told me before, the fact it's in tupperware kinda gives that away," You teased her, enjoying the way she rolled her eyes with a laugh before digging back in.
Taylor joined you and for a little while it was quiet, the both of you too embroiled in enjoying the plastic bowl of pasta sitting between each other to speak.
But a thought niggled at the back of your head that wouldn't go away and, eventually you slowed your pace. "You know between the great food and the nice company, I feel kinda bad I can't do anything for you right now."
Taylor froze at your admission, a small curtain of yellow noodles dangling from her lips that, once she realized you were looking, she quickly slurped up. "W-Well if you're offering, then maybe it'd be good if we ate somewhere nicer than a checkout counter next time."
"Heh yeah, it'd be good to have some chairs at least. But heck, if we're gonna go to some place that fancy then you're gonna have to dress as nice as you are now," you joked, gesturing towards her with your fork.
However rather than the snort or chuckle you expected, Taylor's cheeks grew red once more and she glanced over to you almost shyly. "Do you… really think I look nice?"
Rather than immediately agree, you looked her over. You were far too aware of her issues with her looks to do anything but try and give her your best answer.
After a few moments to let you take in the entirety of her cute witch costume, you met her gaze again. "Well you've never looked bad to me, but I love the way the dress and socks look on you. It looks cute, and it's good to see you dressing up a bit, even if it's just for Halloween."
Doing your best to ignore the growing blush on her face, you reached up to flick her hat's brim. "And your hair was always pretty but it's nice to see you experimenting with styles, too."
The teen's eyes went wide at your words, staring at you with utter bafflement for a long and awkward moment before, without another word, she looked down to pick at the food.
You couldn't help but feel nerves stir up in your chest. 'Did I go too far there?' You wondered but, without any way to confirm, you joined Taylor in silence.
For a short time you both ate your food, haphazardly and sloppily slurping on noodles. There was a tension in the air, one that you couldn't place exactly but at the same time couldn't fully ignore.
It was only when you were sucking up a ridiculously long piece of noodle and was only stopped by your hat bumping onto something, turning up to see the same piece between Taylor's pursed lips as your hat's brims poked one another, that you felt you should settle it.
You quickly bit off the noodle and sucked it down. "S-Sorry about that, that was an accident."
"No it's… It's fine…" Taylor said, and quiet reigned again. However it was just for a moment before she spoke up in a soft voice. "You know I… could dress up more often… If I had a good reason to."
Immediately you wanted to make a joke, to say 'Oh, proper chairs aren't a good enough reason?'
But there was a nervousness in her tone that, when taken in with the tension, made you stop and think for a moment.
"Well… What do you think would be a good enough reason?" You ask carefully.
Her head tilted up again, allowing her bright eyes to meet your own once more, her cheeks darker than before. "I guess… If I went on a date with a nice guy…"
You slowly digested her words and the almost methodical way she spoke them and, despite how badly you wanted to, you couldn't just brush them off as something you mistook. Her stare was too intense, her speech too slow and careful.
In the privacy of your own mind it wasn't hard to admit that Taylor was a cute girl. A bit plain but she was still a looker in her own way that more than appealed to you. Her hair was long and smooth, her face was still an undeniably feminine one despite not being the peak of sexuality, and she had a pretty thin body overall.
But despite that… she was still in high school, barely into her sophomore year and you knew that she was at least a decade younger than you. It was already a bit odd just to be friends with her, but to try and go for more? That was a thought you'd done your best to keep pushed down.
Yet when it was here, in front of you and obvious enough that it couldn't be ignored… Your curiosity couldn't be fully kept in.
"Did you… Do you know what kind of guy you're looking for?" You ended up asking, your words as careful and slow as hers were now as you probed without being too obvious… You hoped.
She hesitated, her eyes glancing down at your chest for a moment before coming back up. "I think that… Boys my age are immature and dumb…"
It was then that she took a deep breath and stared at you, her mouth in a solid line as her eyes bored into yours with an intensity you hadn't seen from her in a long time. "I want… someone older…"
You just barely hid your surprise in a cough, your heart beating quicker in your chest at her words. "W-Well you can't really look for much older before it becomes illegal, you know."
"What if I don't care?" Taylor spat out, the words intense, with a tinge of frustration on them that took you by surprise.
You saw her eyes grow wider, that sudden resolve fading back into embarrassment. "Shit, I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fuck things up. I just-"
Her next words were cut off by the sound of a car pulling into the store's parking lot, the both of you looking over to see a red hatchback. "Shit," Taylor said, her words suddenly sounding shaky. "That's Madison's car."
Your eyes went wide at the words. You were more than familiar with her tormentors from her stories, so you knew just what this meant for her.
"I bet the other two are with her. Why are they here, why the fuck are they here!" Taylor said, fear creeping into her voice as she panicked on the spot.
You hated seeing her like this and your mind shifted into overdrive, trying to think of where she could hide out from them.
'The office? Shit, no, the only working camera in the store is in there, we'd both get in trouble.'
'The bathroom? No, if one of them needs to use it, she's fucked.'
Then, all at once, you had it.
You reached out and slammed the plastic top onto the spaghetti as you stood back from the counter. "Back here! Get under the counter!"
Taylor hesitated, looking quickly between your face and the counter. But then the laughter of a group of girls met both your ears and the hesitation melted with a nod as she scrambled around and crawled under the small counter.
You'd just packed the forks into the bag and tossed it to the side when the door opened, the little bell's chime almost sounding like a death toll as you leaned on the counter and waved at the girls. "H-Hey! Happy Halloween!"
Two of the girls, a pale redhead with a stacked chest and a tall, fit-looking black girl, completely ignored you as they walked into the store's aisles, though the tiny brunette gave you a little wave and a smile as she joined them.
'Emma, Sophia, and… Madison, I think.' You thought to yourself, trying to thread Taylor's descriptions with the girls in front of you.
Now that you were a bit more calm you could see that they were all dressed pretty differently. Sophia was the most casually dressed, not having bothered to dress up at all with just black some sweatpants and a long-sleeved grey shirt with some grey sneakers.
Emma seemed to put more thought into her look, a little denim jacket and long black leggings to keep her warm with a thigh-length blue dress between them, complimented by brown boots.
Madison seemed to be the only one who had actually dressed up however, wearing a genuine little red riding hood outfit. Despite your hesitance to admit it, the ensemble of the red hood over the white dress, thigh-high socks, and black buckled shoes looked pretty good on the already cute brunette.
While they browsed and chatted you couldn't pay too much attention as you could feel the heavy puffs of breath against your crotch, a constant reminder of Taylor's presence that was uncomfortably close.
Despite the way it made you feel flustered, you desperately wanted to peek down and check that she was alright down there with how hurried you'd both been to get her there. The three of them were barely a tilted head away from looking at you, but you let yourself peek down.
You were grateful you were as the top of her tall hat was peeking out from the counter, contrasting the brown wood and purple robes between it. As subtly as you could, you pushed it under the counter's edge.
When it popped right back up however, you glanced up to check that the girls weren't looking before pushing it back under again, but this time pushing your hips closer to the counter.
You winced as you felt what had to be your friend's nose pushing against your robe, but you couldn't try and adjust anymore as the trio of teens was walking up to the counter laden with goodies.
"Evening ladies," You began, doing your level best to keep your voice even as you began scanning the items. "Out on the town for the holiday?"
"Just grabbing snacks," Emma says before looking you up and down. "So you didn't have anything better to do tonight?"
It was a bit of a struggle to keep your face neutral at that, both from surprise at the blase comment and the way that Taylor's gasped directly onto your crotch, but you managed. "W-Well holiday pay's a nice incentive, y'know?
"Better than begging strangers for candy," Sophia said with a scoff as she folded her arms.
"I actually liked trick-or-treating when I was a kid," Madison cut in, leaning on the counter with one arm.
"Well it can stay there," Emma said firmly. "We're too old for that now."
"It's a bit of a shame," You couldn't help but chime in, getting the girl's attention on you right as Taylor shifted, rubbing against you as she did. Holding back a wince at the sudden feeling, you continued. "I mean, free food is free food."
"Yeah but candy's not food," Sophia said, making Emma glance back at her.
"Oh, so you'd be fine getting rid of your chocolate then?" She asked teasingly as she waggled the little wrapped stick of it in the pile.
You held back a chuckle as Sophia visibly grew even more aggravated at that. "That's a treat, it's different from food," The athletic girl growled in response.
"Well duh, that's why it's called 'trick-or-treating'!" Madison cut in.
For a moment Sophia looked like she wanted to hit the girl, but as quickly as it came it passed before her annoyed glare settled on you. "Are you done yet?"
As if waiting for that moment, the scanner beeped one last time for a drink. "Yup, it'll be twenty-two seventy-nine. You girls want a bag too?"
"Definitely," Emma confirms as they all start to dig through their bags or pockets for the money.
The wait is harrowing as you do your best to keep things level, Taylor's little shifts and breathing continuing to tease you and start getting you hard. Even through the robe and pants you're able to thoroughlyfeel it, and you just hope that somehow she can't.
Eventually though they scrounge together the money, a combination of crisp bills that were inside a wallet and crumpled ones in a pocket. You put it all together in a little bag for them with the receipt and hand it over, Sophia snatching it quickly out of your grasp before the others could and marching away.
Emma turns to leave without issue but Madison gives you another little wave, this time accompanied by a wink. You give her a returning wave, unsure if that's just what she was like or what, but finally she's out of the door as it shuts behind her.
In an instant you step back to give yourself some space from your friend's face. "T-They're gone," you say, voice slightly shaky from all the nerves that had settled in your chest as you looked down beneath the counter. "You holding out alright?"
Down in the dark space Taylor looks up at you, the whites of her eyes standing out in the midst of her black costume and the lacking light. She blinks at you a few times, seeming utterly stunned. Before you start to get worried though she gently shakes her head. "A-Are they really gone?"
Pushing aside just how worried she sounded, you glanced back up to the shop's window. "I mean their car's still here but they're out of the actual building."
"Okay. I'm just… gonna stay down here until they're gone gone," she said, and you couldn't help but frown at just how frightened she seemed to be.
"Are you sure? I mean, I could feel you right up against me, so there can't be that much space down there."
You both froze, digesting your words for a moment and, while you couldn't make out her face too well in the shadowed space, you could certainly feel your own cheeks blossoming with heat. "S-Shit, that's-Ignore that Taylor, I just-"
"N-No!" She cut in before reaching up and grabbing the brim of her hat, holding it close as she tilted her head down to make it disappear from your view. "It's fine, it wasn't-It's not a big deal."
You continued to peer down at her, noticing the little twitches of movement that you didn't doubt was her fidgeting about. 'I think that affected her more than she wants to say…'
Still, you decided to let it slide, instead searching your mind for something to break the awkward silence before your earlier conversation flitted back into memory. "Hey did you…" Your words trailed off as you tried to settle on the right words. "Did you mean what you said earlier? About… not caring if a guy was older?"
Her head tilted back up, face coming into view looking fairly shocked as she stared up into your eyes, her own gaze flicking about you as if she was searching for something.
You almost regretted bringing this up, but now that it was out there was no stopping you. "It'd just… be a big risk for that kinda guy to take you up on that offer, you know?"
To your surprise Taylor scoffed. "Please, if I didn't make a fuss about it no one would look hard enough to care in Brockton of all places."
"Yeah, that's a fair point," You conceded, rubbing your neck as you thought it all over. You just… really hoped that you were right in what you think you heard, what you think you saw in her… and that you're not fucking this up. "A-And by an older guy did you… Did you mean me?"
Taylor broke her gaze, looking to the side as she poked at her dress. "... You're just, the only one who's nice to me," She finally said. "Or even polite to me, that isn't my dad.
"I… actually look forward to hanging out with you," she continued, her voice gaining a bit of a lilt to it as she went. "When I'm at school or at home, and I-I hatewhen we have to leave."
She went quiet again, leaving you to digest her words. It was… a bit worrying that you were the only person who didn't fuck with her, but even so you couldn't help but feel flattered at how obviously she enjoyed spending time with you.
In all honesty, you felt the same. Taylor was a smart girl, she was kinda cute… You still weren't sure why everyone seemed to go out of their way to make her days awful, but it was honestly reassuring that you could be that spark in her life.
"I… appreciate that Taylor. I really, honestly do. But if we…" You trail off, Taylor's eyes looking back up at you with a hopeful gleam that spurred you forwards. "If we try this, try to just-be together… Then I need a clear answer from you."
The girl takes a deep breath and peeks out a bit further from beneath the counter. "I-I'm serious. I want to date you."
Her gaze and words are both firm, more solid than you'd ever heard her be before.
And you couldn't help but smile at that fact.
"Then in that case… I can admit that I'd like to date you too," You finally admitted. It felt embarrassing to do that, but at the same time it was kind of freeing to have it out in the open.
But even without that, the way that Taylor's face lit up, her mouth parting in a wide smile, utterly enjoyed… That alone made it worth it.
You almost jumped when she suddenly lunged forwards, her arms wrapping around your legs as she hugged them tightly. "T-Thank you, thank you so much…"
You could hear just how much this meant for her, the relief and delight both together in those few, hushed words.
But just as clearly was the way you could feel it as she rubbed her cheek against your crotch, her hat sliding against your stomach at the angle.
"W-Well I mean, I get a cute girlfriend out of this too y'know," You said, trying to play it off.
Thankfully she stopped rubbing you then, leaning back to look up at you, her pale cheeks dusted red and her eyes glimmering with unshed tears. "So you… really do think I'm cute, then?"
"Absolutely," You answered instantly and honestly, looking down at her with a bright smile. "You always did, but the costume's super cute on you too."
Her cheeks blazed with red for a moment before she quickly tilted her head back down and shoved it forwards. "I-I'm happy it was worth dressing up, then."
As lovely as it was to hear, the fact was that she was talking directly into your crotch and, alongside everything else, you had your own limit, and the vibrations made your now-hard shaft twitch in your pants.
Directly against her face.
You both froze and you knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she felt that, shame filling your chest at the realization. "Shit, sorry! I just-You're down there, and your face was on it, so I just-" You sighed. "Fuck."
There was silence for a moment and you hoped beyond hope that you weren't about to set a record for the world's fastest breakup.
"So you weren't lying then…"
Her words were soft but, in the stillness between you two, it might as well have been shouted for how well you heard it.
"No, I wasn't," You said, realizing that her issues with her self-image were poking at her. "I was being honest, and this… This isn't something I can exactly control. It just… happens," You finished lamely.
Taylor didn't say anything and just kept looking forward, her face hidden behind her hat. After a few moments she looked back up, meeting your gaze for a handful of seconds before her eyes flicked back down to your crotch, and then up again.
She seemed… conflicted. You weren't sure what she was thinking, and you were trying to think of something to say when she beat you to it.
"You know… I think I could… Help you with this…" She said, her words halting and almost unsure, but nonetheless her hand reached up and pressed softly onto your crotch.
You froze, the feeling of her hand pressing down a bit firmer felt very well through your robes. "I-Taylor," You said seriously. "Isn't that… moving a little fast for you?"
"I… Maybe?" She said, sounding unsure before she looked back up at you. "It doesn't feel like it is, and…" She went quiet for a moment, her cheeks growing redder as she looked to the side. "I've actually thought about this before."
You blinked slowly, processing her words and just, exactly, she meant by that little admission, and felt your dick twitch in your pants. "W-Well that makes two of us," You admitted before you could realize what you were saying.
Taylor's eyes grew wide and her blush deepened at the admission, leaving you both in quiet for several seconds before you continued. "So you're… sure about this?"
Despite feeling a bit dumb about asking, about potentially denying yourself this right here, right now… You couldn't have her regretting anything afterwards.
Taylor looked down for a moment, her hand very gently pawing against your robes before she looked back up. "Yeah. I'm sure."
"...Okay," You eventually said, trying to keep calm despite the way your heart beat like a drum in your chest as you moved your hands over to begin undoing the bottom clasps of your robes, feeling terribly thankful that you got a set that could actually open up.
Taylor's eyes were locked onto your hands as they moved, intense and only making you anticipate this even more
Once the button above your crotch was open you didn't have the patience to undo it the rest of the way up, instead moving over to undo the button on your pants, the following unzipping audible even to your ears in the tense quiet, until finally they were open and, you pushed your boxers down.
Taylor's breath hitched and her eyes widened even further as she took in the sight of it, almost looking awed as your stiff length throbbed in the air before her.
"It looks… different than I was expecting…" She almost whispers, and while you're considering if that's good or bad, she stops that train of thought by grasping onto it.
You let out a small his between your teeth as her slender fingers wrapped around the base of your shaft, gently as if testing the way it felt.
"It's kinda warm, too…" She said with surprise, and you couldn't help but find it a bit funny.
"Your hand's really warm too," You said instead of the chuckle that you held back, getting a shy smile from the teen as a result.
"T-Thanks…" She replies a bit awkwardly and, before either of you can speak more, she slides her fingers up the shaft.
They're long and soft to the touch, softer than your hands had ever felt as they glided along your length. Once, then twice she slowly went up, before you realized it was a bit too soft for you.
"G-Grab it a bit tighter," You told her, her eyes snapping up to meet your eyes.
"Oh! S-Sorry…" She apologized before grabbing tighter. Slightly too tight but not enough to actually hurt, and so you let her slide her hand up your length again.
The tighter feeling of it made it feel so much better, and your cock pulsed in her hand.
"Ah!" Taylor yelped, startling you as pulling her hand off as she pulled back from you.
"What, what happened?" You asked in alarm, causing her to stare back up at you with newly reddened cheeks.
"I-It's nothing, I'm fine," she said, her words stuttering a bit in surprise and embarrassment. "Just-Wasn't expecting it to move like that."
You weren't sure what to say to that, unsure of how to explain it beyond just telling her that blood pumps through it too and coming off as a bit dickish, but before you could consider anything else she grabbed it again.
"Ah!" You hissed, this time with a bit of pain as she all but clamped onto your dick with her fingers. "Too tight!"
"Sorry!" Taylor apologized again, immediately loosening her grip into a much more pleasantly firm grip.
"Okay, that's way better," You tell her. As you saw her face screw up in a way that showed she was feeling really embarrassed by her little mess ups, you called out. "Hey, don't worry," You said as tenderly as you could, getting her to look back up at you. "It's your first time, just… Take it slow and easy, alright?"
She nodded a bit stiffly but seemed relieved enough as she moved to stroke up your shaft.
It was a bit rougher than before, her grip still a bit tight and quick for your liking, but it was enough for you to enjoy the feeling of her touch.
"T-That's better, much better…" You assured her, watching the way that Taylor's cheeks flushed, an adorably determined expression forming on her face as she pressed her other hand to your thigh.
She continued to stroke your cock in quick but steady movements, the softness of her digits making it a much better feeling as they went up, hitting just another fistful before getting to your tip before sliding back downwards.
For a moment you wondered if you were just gonna get a handjob tonight, but didn't feel as disappointed at the prospect as you expected. Taylor's hand did feel very good after all, and it was honestly the most action you'd gotten since high school.
'Hell, it's only the first day-no, the first hour of our relationship. This much is already kinda crazy,' You considered, the tender motions of her stroking pleasantly thrumming within you all the while.
"H-Hey, is this-Am I doing good?" Your new girlfriend asked, looking up at you with concerned eyes that seemed to hope for the right answer.
"Yeah you definitely are," You told her, your voice slipping into a husky drop as you slowly felt better with each stroke. "D-Definitely focus on the tip more, though."
"Okay," She said with a simple nod. To your surprise she didn't actually stop her hand's movements at all but instead brought up her free left one, gently sliding the digits around the rounded head of your cock and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Mmmgh~" You moaned aloud, the twin touches feeling fantastic on your dick.
"Holy fuck…" Taylor gasped out, the little pleasant hitch in her voice making you feel good even if you weren't doing anything, but looking down she seemed embarrassed but still very pleased with herself.
"Keep going…" You told her in a breathy little voice, and she quickly snapped up to give you a nod before renewing her efforts, her hand moving quicker in its rubbing as her other hand gently kneaded your tip in the palm fingers sliding around the rim of your terribly sensitive head.
"Yeah that's-That's good right there," You encouraged, watching and enjoying it all, made all the better that this was her first experience right here, with you.
"Thanks," She said simply, looking down at your crotch for a moment before glancing back up. "It's nice to be doing good for my first time, actually. Maybe, if you'd like-"
The ringing of the store's bell snapped your mind to focus like ice-chilled water, your chest filling with dread as, on pure instinct, you stood up completely straight and took a step forward to hide your throbbing length.
You certainly felt as your tip dragged along something soft, Taylor's lips or cheek or even nose you couldn't say, but you held back a small shudder at the sensitive sensation as you took in the sight of Madison walking over to you, all on her own.
"H-Hey there!" You greet, maybe a bit too enthusiastically to hide your situation. "Can I help you?"with dread as you realized just how exposed you were and, more importantly, where you were to be exposed.
In a flash you stood straight and stepped forward to best hide yourself and had to hold in a wince as you felt your sensitive tip brush against soft skin.
Thoughts on whether it was Taylor's lips, cheek, or even nose were pushed to the side as you saw the red-hooded form of Madison walking towards the counter.
"I think you can!" She said, her voice surprisingly cheery as she came to a stop before the counter. "You see, I'm looking for a quick little treat before I have to go home."
"Ah, well as you should know we have a section with c-candies and pastries right over there!" You said, pointing to the aforementioned aisle. You stumbled over your words a bit, however, as you felt Taylor's soft skin rubbing against your tip all the while.
"Oh well, I'm not really looking for something like that," She almost sang with a giggle before her eyes lidded. "See I'm looking for something hot and hard~ Do you know where I could find something like that?"
You swallowed down your nerves at her words, realizing beyond doubt that the girl was actually flirting with you. You opened your mouth to speak even as you were unsure of what to say.
But your words were halted when you felt the smooth tracts of skin on your tip slide over and under it.
You spluttered as you felt the warm wetness of a mouth sliding over your dick, trying to keep from giving yourself away. "W-Well we don't have the cooker going r-right now, but I can run it and make you an egg roll?"
The words came out as more unsure than you wanted as what you didn't doubt was Taylor's tongue had begun to slide over your length, taking slow and probing licks around the bit of head that was nestled in her mouth.
Madison thankfully didn't seem to notice anything amiss as she leaned onto the counter, a sly smirk coming over her lips. "That's a bit closer to what I'm looking for… But I think I'm looking to get something that can give me a cream filling~"
You could feel beads of sweat begin to form on your skin at the heavy-handed innuendo from the admittedly verycute girl not even a foot away from you.
Of course to make matters worse Madison's words seemed to set Taylor off, as she let your cock slip further past her cheeks, her tongue moving in quicker and longer strides along the length.
It lapped at the sensitive tip like a dog with water and you could feel your nails digging into your palms as you tried to keep a straight face in front of this little red minx. "I-Don't you mean you're looking for something with a cream filling?"
Madison's expression only grew more lusty as she put her hand on her chin. "Oh I know what I said, and it's what I want. Specifically, I want for a cute cashier I found on Halloween to help me with his big, hard, treat~"
As she spoke Taylor continued her furious assault on your cock, acting like a woman possessed as she bobbed back and forth on it, her lips sliding back and forth around it in a tight seal while her tongue seemed to slash wetly at every patch of skin she could reach.
"And I know that you're dressed up as a wizard and all," Madison continued, her finger tracing little circles on the counter mere inches above your frenzied blowjob. "But I think we can pretend it's fur if you wanna be my big bad wolf instead~"
Your mind raced for a way to let her down even as her words stoked your already blazing lust, not helped by your new girlfriend's unprecedented enthusiasm with her work.
Yet your thoughts were going nowhere, your thoughts sluggish and hazy as that wonderfully wet and warm mouth worked, a slickened tongue sliding over your slit and soft lips dragging themselves along your cock.
It was then that you noticed, just barely upon the edge of your vision, as Taylor's pointed hat peaked over the edge of the counter, almost seeming to twitch furiously with the girl's frenzied moments.
In a fit of panicked instinct you shoved yourself forward to sandwich it between yourself and the counter's edge but almost instantly felt a tight squeeze as you inadvertently plugged your new girlfriend's throat.
You could very intensely feel her choking on your cock, the tight squeezing and coughs vibrating through your shaft making it all too apparent. But you could also faintly hear it and, in desperation to cover up, you just started to speak.
"W-Well ma'am, you're uh, you're incredibly fucking cute," You said. You winced at the way that something Taylor said reverberated through you, but pressed on. "And I would love to take you up on that offer, but, well…"
You wracked your brains for a long moment for an excuse, a reason to shoot this lovely little nympho down, when it dawned on you. Pointing up at the dead camera facing the register, you continued. "I can't exactly let you back here or they'd see and then, well, I'd get fired."
Madison didn't seem quite as daunted as you had hoped, however. "In that case, why don't you hop out for a little lunch break and meet me in the bathroom? I'm sure that I can make up for any time you miss~"
Before you could do more than silently curse, the car's horn startled the both of you. "Hurry the fuck up, Mads!" Sophia's rough voice sounded from outside.
You watched the girl in front of you sigh, barely holding in the urge to shuffle about and adjust yourself as Taylor's choking made your lust crest higher and higher. "Shit," She said, her voice a bit less cutesy than it was before. "Always ruining my fun…"
Then the girl moved to search through her little purse, and it was a godsend too as your girlfriend's haphazard choking finally sent you over the edge, and you could feel it as your balls tightened and semen surged up your shaft.
There was a slight squawk of surprise from the girl below, but thankfully the shuffling of objects covered it up as you began to cum, no doubt straight into her stomach the way you could feel her so tightly constricted around your length.
All the while Madison, oblivious to the debauchery mere inches away from her, took out a piece of paper and a pen. "Well if you can't help her now then I'm sure you'll be able to find me when your shift is over."
Once she'd finished writing she pushed the little paper over with a wink. "If you wanna find that big bad wolf in you then feel free to blow my door down tonight~"
"S-Sure thing Madison!" You said, unable to fully hide the strain of your voice, but luckily the girl just gave you a coy little wave as she turned away and walked towards the door.
You watched her go, your hands gripping the edge of the counter tightly as she sashayed to the exit. But, as her hand grabbed the bar, she looked back towards you and quickly lifted the edge of her skirt, giving you a view of a startlingly unclothed and, honestly, nice looking ass, before letting it drop and blowing you a kiss.
With that last little tease she walked out of the store, the bell ringing like a horn of victory as you let yourself slump on the counter, looking down at the paper. A series of numbers that you didn't doubt was her phone number sat below a stylized, swirly name of 'Madison', and below it sat another small phrase in the same swirling letters, punctuated by a heart.
'I do anal'
Your breath came out ragged as you looked up and out the window, the sultry teen stepping into her car and, just moments later, that same car pulling back out of the parking lot.
Then, and only then, did you pull yourself back from the counter.
"Guuugh!" Taylor's rasp came out harshly as she collapsed forward, her hands on her knees as she took in deep, rough gulps of air.
The sight made you feel endlessly guilty for the surprise deepthroat you'd subjected her to, and you rubbed the back of your head awkwardly. "Shit, sorry Tay. I just-I saw your hat peeking out from under the counter and I had to hide it real quick, so I didn't-"
"Why!" Taylor spat out between spluttered breaths before turning up to look at you, spit smeared on her cheeks with a hint of white dribbling over her lip. "Why did you fucking flirt with her?"
Your blood ran cold as you realized that she'd hear that little bit of on-the-spot thinking. "I heard you coughing when I hid the hat! So I just said something to cover it up!"
Taylor's glare deepened. "Well sorry that I can't be quiet while I'm choking on your goddamn dick!"
That caused an uneasy silence to settle between the two of you, the only thing to be heard was the rough breaths that you took as you sat in your thoughts.
It was then that you broke it by letting out a guilty sigh. "No you're-you're right, that is all my fault. I can take you home if you wanna go."
Taylor's eyes snapped back up to you. "What-No that's not-That's not what I mean!" A deep growl of frustration rumbled from her lips as she slapped her face, and dragged her hand down it.
She then sighed and took a deep breath. "I don't want to go home," She admitted, her voice much quieter and calmer now, though the frustration still lingered on the edge. "I just-I really hate the fact that you had to say any of that to her at all. That they had to go and fuck this up for me too."
"Well, it was as much my fault as hers," You admitted. "And I actually knew you were down there, obviously, so it was just a dick move on my part."
You rubbed your face for a moment before awkwardly continuing. "You know that felt… Really fucking good, when you went kinda freaky on me."
Taylor's cheeks bloomed with red as she looked at you, a small smile replacing the grimace. "Yeah, I could tell when you came down my throat," She said with a chuckle. "Still, I-Next time, I wanna do that properly."
You froze, realizing just what she'd said. "There's… gonna be a next time?"
Taylor, however, just looked up at you with confusion. "Uh yeah, pretty sure. Why, you planning to take Madison's offer or something?"
She tried to make it into a joke but there was a nervous tension in her words that you couldn't miss. "No, no! I just-I thought you were mad! And that you wouldn't wanna do anything anymore after all of that."
"I-" She began before pausing, biting her lip in consideration for a long moment. "I still like you, alot. And I guess that… I don't blame you for saying any of that to her. Not really."
Taylor then pushed herself off of her legs and began to stretch. "Thanks actually, for covering for me," She said as she straightened out her dress, her pigtails falling to the sides of her face as she leaned over to inspect it.
She then paused before moving over to look down at Madison's little note, and you watched as her eyes went wide and her blush grew deeper before slowly moving her head to look at you.
You couldn't help the sheepish smile that overcame your face as she met your eyes. "I-I wasn't planning on taking her up, I already told you!"
She didn't respond immediately, instead looking over at the paper and inspecting it with a surprising intensity for a few moments. Then, in a flash of movement, she snatched it up and began tearing the pieces up before scattering them over the ground.
"I can do anything she can."
Your eyes widened at her words, her own following suit as she realized what she said. "W-Well we'll… have to work on that," She said, stumbling over her words with embarrassment coloring her tone. "I-Sorry about that."
"I'm just happy you're considering it at all!" You immediately replied, before feeling your own cheeks grow hot. "B-But you don't have to, you know that right?"
She looked away, her red cheeks complimenting her small pout in an adorable way that you nonetheless kept to yourself. "I'm not gonna let her show me up. Just… not tonight."
Then she looked up and around at the empty store. "Hey… have you taken your break yet?"
It was only then, when hearing the cautious tone nestled in that question, that you realized your dick was still out. "Well uh… No I haven't."
Taylor turned back to you, a shy smile on her face as she stepped right in front of you. "In that case, go ahead and take it and…" She took a deep breath before continuing on with a steadier voice, her hand alighting on your exposed length. "And meet me in the bathroom in a few minutes. I'll show you just what I can do."
Her fingers slipped around it, loosely gripping it and stroking it almost achingly slowly as she stared at you, awaiting your answer with a pleading, nervous gaze.
There was only one real answer.
"Definitely. I'll be there."
A bright smile broke out over Taylor's face as she let out a pleasing, light laugh. "Great!" She said before leaning up to you.
Fighting against instinct, you pulled back, getting a confused look from her. "You uh… You just had my dick in your mouth, you know…"
"Oh! Right, sorry," she apologized before pulling away from you and looking over to the aisles. "Can you foot the bill if I grab some mouthwash?"
Realizing what she meant, you nodded eagerly. "Yeah, absolutely!"
She let out another lovely little laugh as she walked over to grab it. "Thanks!" Once she had it in hand she turned to face you. "Give me a few minutes and then come in," She repeated to you, before moving over to the bathroom door and stepping inside.
Once it clicked shut you quickly reached down and tucked your dick back into your pants and walked around to the front of the store, turning the lock on the door and flipping off the neon 'OPEN' sign.
'It's definitely earlier than my boss would want to close up, but I think he'd understand,' You thought to yourself as you looked about the empty shop, wondering just how long you should wait.
The bits of shredded paper that littered the space behind the counter made you feel a slight pang of regret that you wouldn't be able to take up that wild offer.
But then you remembered Taylor's own cute little costume, and just how close she was, not to mention how ready she sounded, and the feeling was replaced by a deep excitement.
'I actually trust and like Taylor,' You assured yourself, before moving over to grab a pack of condoms from behind the counter. 'So it'll be more than worth it.'
Feeling that you couldn't wait any longer, you quickly headed over to the bathroom door and gave it a firm knock, and instantly it opened up to reveal Taylor, her face much cleaner than before.
She grabbed your hand and pulled you inside before shutting and locking the door, letting you look at the familiar one-person bathroom for a moment. "You could've just come in, y'know!" She said, sounding utterly amused.
"I mean, it felt appropriate to knock!" You defended yourself, causing her to pause and consider that for a moment.
"Yeah, I think you're right actually," She agreed afterwards, but your eyes slid over to the open bottle of mouthwash that sat on the sink's edge.
"So uh… You used it then?" You asked with both nerves and eagerness, pointing towards the bottle.
Taylor looked over to it and you saw her cheeks darken before she smiled. "Why don't you tell me?" She asked coyly before leaning up, wrapping her arms around your neck, and pressing her lips against yours.
The movement surprised you for a moment, but the softness of her lips brought you back. Quickly, you leaned in to try and take the initiative on it… before something solid stopped you from doing so.
Leaning back in surprise, you both looked up to see that it was the rim of your own hat, apparently much stiffer than Taylor's own as it pressed against her head.
You both looked at one another for a moment before you began chuckling. She followed suit just a second after, and it took a short time for the both of you to catch your breath.
"Sorry, sorry," You apologized, still feeling a bit amused as you took it off your head and slotted it on the bar along the wall. "Just… committed to the bit, I guess!"
"No it's fine, it was funny," She assured you, and you only waited long enough to give her a smile before leaning in and capturing her lips.
The press of her skin tingled against your own, a feeling you hadn't felt in a good few years. But you liked Taylor a lot more than before, and it felt so much better to just feel her on your mouth.
Still, despite your earlier situation you were getting turned on very quickly by the entirety of the situation, and so wrapped your arms around her back and pulled her in against your chest. She was tall enough that her eyes were right where your nose was, and so it wasn't any problem at all to push your tongue against her lips.
You watched the girl's eyes widen in surprise at the feeling, but just as quickly she opened her lips and let you slip in, returning the gesture of holding you tightly to her as she did.
Your tongue slid over her lips and past her teeth, picking up the starkly minty flavor of the mouthwash as it went. It was a bit odd to taste but you were far too interested in the teen in your arms to let it bother you, pushing past to slide your tongue onto her own.
She moaned into your mouth as they touched, her body shivering slightly as you began to slither your own along hers. She pushed against you, trying to rub along it with an excited but unskilled energy that nonetheless felt very nice.
As you deepened the kiss your hands wandered lower along her back, feeling the slight curve of where it ended and her hips began.
Her own hands slid over to your front at the same time, pawing at the opening in your robes as well as she could when held so firmly against you.
You broke the kiss there, leaning back enough to look more comfortably into her eyes, loving the light dusting of red on her cheeks and slightly heavier breathing as she looked expectantly into your eyes.
"Well I can definitely taste the mouthwash," You joked.
Taylor winced and looked away. "Ah yeah, it's probably not-not the best taste huh…"
"Hey no, it's perfectly fine," You assured her, giving her a firm squeeze in your arms to get her attention back to you. "I prefer it to the alternative anyways."
A shy smile came over her lips. "Yeah that makes sense. I didn't even really get to taste anything, since it went straight down my throat…" Her words trailed off as you both realized just what she had said.
Before she could get embarrassed though, you gave her a wry grin. "We'll just fix that next time, then."
Her eyes widened and her cheeks grew darker at that, obviously trying to consider what to say to such a promise. You didn't let her linger on that for long though, quickly moving your hands down, pulling her dress up from the back until it was bunched up enough that you could slide your hands beneath the edge.
"Eee!" She squeaked in surprise as your palms firmly planted themselves on her ass, the cheeks small enough to fit within your grip but surprisingly firm even through the soft layer of panties, no doubt from the morning runs she went on.
You gave her butt a firm squeeze while looking into her eyes, searching for any sign of rejection from her. But other than a bit of surprise she gave no indication for you to stop, something you ran forward with quite happily.
"I really like the way your ass feels," You told her, emphasizing your words with another quick squeeze to sink your fingers into the pliable flesh.
She looked at you with what seemed to be abject shock. "Y-You can't be serious."
Not enjoying that lack of confidence in herself, you squeeze her ass harder, kneading the flesh between your fingers as she lets out another startled squeak. "I really do," You said, not pausing in your motions in the least as you stared into her eyes challengingly. "You're cute Taylor, honestly, and I'll do my damndest to make sure you see that the same way I do."
Another shy smile graces her face, a bit wider than the last. "I-Thanks," She says quietly, before looking down at your robe and frowning. "You know, I'm not… Really able to see a lot here myself, with the robe and all."
You stopped to consider that for a moment. "Yeah, I guess you're right there," You conceded with a chuckle, before reluctantly letting go of your new girlfriend's cheeks to step back and look over your costume. "I'll probably have to take it off entirely, but I don't exactly have a shirt underneath it-"
"That's fine," Taylor cut in immediately, though her blush grew darker and she looked away when you looked at her.
"Well if you're that eager, then I wouldn't mind giving you a show," You said, feeling more than a bit of an ego boost after such a reaction. You took it a bit slow as you undid your robe, deliberately looking down at it as the buttons came undone one by one until, finally, you were forced to push it off your body and let it hang off your arms.
You looked up to see Taylor looking intently over your chest and despite your surprise over her behaviour, you felt your heart swell with pride in your form as you turned to hang the robe up on the door's coat hook.
"Well, I guess you like what you see?" You asked with a teasing tone, but it only served to bring Taylor from her stupor.
"Can I-Can I touch it?" Taylor asked, words oozing with anticipation as she looked you over.
"I got to touch your nice butt so it seems fair you get to indulge too," You said, pushing your chest out a bit for her.
She blinked, considering your words for just a moment before nodding. "Yeah, definitely fair," She said, quiet enough that you guessed she was talking to herself more than you, before nonetheless reaching out towards you.
Her palms were warm and soft as they landed on your skin, and they quickly began to glide about in opposite directions, letting Taylor take in the breadth of your chest with her hands as much as with her eyes.
"Can't believe I got a hunk…" She whispered to herself as her gaze remained glued to your chest, and in that moment you couldn't be more thankful of your dedication to keeping fit.
"And I got a cutie, so we both lucked out here," You idly replied, startling the girl into looking up into your eyes.
"I-I thought that was in my head…" She admitted as a deep blush grew on her cheeks.
"Taylor, it's okay," You quietly assured her, placing your arms on her shoulders. "I promise, I love how much you like the way I look."
Satisfied to see her relief, you gently grabbed her and maneuvered her over to the toilet seat.
"Wait, what're you-" She tried to ask, before being interrupted as you carefully pushed her onto the seat.
Without letting her get a word in, you moved your arms over to the bottom of her dress and hiked it up, pulling her legs up to better move them.
A look at Taylor's face showed shock but no fear or hesitation, so you grinned excitedly as you pushed up her dress around her hips.
"I think that we've done enough waiting, don't you?" You asked as you moved your hands onto her hips and took hold of the sides of her panties.
She froze, but you looked onto her, keeping still as you silently gave her the time to push back or tell you no if she wanted to.
Instead you watched her swallow back her nerves and give you a small nod.
Taking that as good a sign as you'd get, you pulled the panties back, with your new girlfriend helpfully lifting up her butt to slide them over them, dragging them over her legs until they were wrapped around her knees.
With them out of the way nothing was left to get in the way of your view as the teen's crotch was now bare before you. A rather puffy slit sat between two legs, the skin noticeably red compared to the pale skin that made up the rest of her, and what you thought might have been the sheen of dampness clinging to them.
"Y-You're looking really… Closely…" Taylor's nervous voice cut in, pulling your attention to just how long you'd been looking.
"Right, sorry," You apologized hastily before reaching in and pushing a finger against her lower lips.
"Mmmgh!" A small sound of surprise came from her, though she held still otherwise as you traced the edges of her crotch with two fingers, feeling the soft flesh and moistness along the way.
Taylor's little moans were muffled behind tightly closed lips, though even so the sounds were more than enough to cause your cock to twitch within your pants.
"Wasn't expecting you to already be wet," You commented idly as you gently pinched the lips together, this time forcing a wanton moan to sound clearly off the bathroom walls.
"I-Sucking your dick was just… More than I'd expected-Nnnghaa!"
Her words were cut off as you pressed firmly into the middle of her slit and dragged your finger upwards, feeling just a hint of the wet insides on the tip between those little folds.
Once you'd dragged it off you met her eyes, adoring the way that her nerves and lust were so clearly shown on her face.
"I didn't say it was a bad thing," You assured her before leaning in and taking her into another kiss. A startled grunt met you but she quickly sank into it, your tongues sliding along one another before long.
You didn't stop your work below however, instead using the opportunity to push your finger a bit harder against her pursed lower lips and, after just a few seconds of resistance, felt your finger slide within her.
"Mmmmgh~" Taylor moaned once more, your mouth reverberating with the sounds as you felt the slick and hot folds of your new girlfriend's pussy surround your searching digit, a careful prod around dragging another and another from her.
Letting your lips part, you still kept your tongues on one another, the girl's sounds of pleasure much clearer as you moved your finger back and forth within her, tight but not so much that it was at all hard to do so, especially with just how wet she felt.
It was to the point that you rather quickly felt comfortable pushing a second finger in alongside the first and Taylor's entire body shuddered at the sensation.
Her hands darted down below, seemingly unable to keep herself still any longer as she pawed at your jeans, quickly finding the zipper in her search and undoing them along with the button.
You didn't make a single move to stop her, just continuing to pump your fingers as she fished your cock from your now-accessible boxers. Her own soft hand felt wonderful on your tip, and you had to stifle sounds of your own as it slid along the length to pull it fully free from your clothes.
Though it was a bit awkward from her position, you enjoyed the way she clumsily stroked your length while pushing harder on the kiss, her free hand holding tightly to your shoulder as she enjoyed herself.
Only a few moments later however she pulled back, now panting heavily. "You have… Really big fingers…"
"Yours are really soft," You told her. Even to yourself your voice was husky with her work.
Still you were getting impatient and so pulled your fingers back from her folds, drawing a lovely gasp from her as you held your glistening digits before you and, making sure that she was watching, gave them a long lick.
Taylor stared on wide-eyed and red-faced as you cleaned her juices from your hand, and you honestly found her fairly tasty. A tinge of sweetness on the edges of a somewhat salty flavor, surrounded with the musk of what you could only describe as being the taste of a woman.
"That's so hot…" She whispered under her breath, and you couldn't help but feel a puff of pride alongside your surging lust.
"It tastes good too," You agreed. "But I'm ready to have you for real."
Taylor blinked heavily, her gaze travelling down to your cock, pulsating in her tight grip, before looking back to your face and nodding. "Y-Yeah, me too."
Her grip slackened as you stood and replaced her hand with your own, slowly stroking yourself as you reached back and grabbed the condom you'd grabbed, bringing it up to open up.
Your girlfriend blinked, looking shocked at its presence. "Oh shit, I didn't even think of that… Good call," she praised you, and you gave her a thankful smile as you pulled the rubber free and, giving it a gentle twist, slipped it over your length.
It took a few seconds due to just being a bit tight, but it wasn't too uncomfortable and you felt it'd work well enough. Looking back up at the teen before you, you grabbed your cock in hand and gave her a firm nod.
Taylor's eyes went wide as she realized that it was time, her gaze flickered between your face and crotch as she leaned back on the toilet seat. Her legs spread apart as she pulled her dress up to her belly with trembling hands, fully baring herself for you.
"Can you be gentle? I just-I haven't done anything like this before," She asked, tone tinged with excitement and nerves both.
Given your earlier blowjob hadn't been too long ago, your head was fairly clear despite your dick pulsating in your hand, and you nodded easily. "I certainly can," you assured her, leaning in to give her a quick peck on the lips.
Her soft smile spurred one of your own to appear as you leaned down, left arm moving over her shoulder to steady yourself on the top of the toilet as your other worked to line your length up with her bared crotch, the tip of your cock brushing against her slickened lips as you took a deep breath.
Then, you pushed forwards.
Almost immediately Taylor let out a gasp as you pushed against her folds, feeling them slowly give way to your thick head before they finally parted to let you inside.
Her hands let go of her dress and flew to her sides, one grabbing your arm and the other the arm bar along the wall as her pussy gave way.
The teen felt utterly tight as her velvety walls clenched around your throbbing tip, but after a few steadying breaths you looked on at her, seeing her face screwed up in effort with visibly gritted teeth.
"Are you-Are you alright?" You asked, and her eyes flew back open as she looked up at you.
"Yeah just-Mmgh! You're really big and it's-it's a lot…" She bit out, her words being interrupted by her adjusting to the strain.
You could feel those very adjustments, her body squeezing tightly and constantly around your tip, and it was a lot even for you. This was her body that was having something pushed into it though and, despite the amazing way it felt, your concern won out.
"I can stop here until you're ready, no worries," You assured her, but to your surprise she shook her head.
"No, just-keep going until I say stop."
Despite your concern you were a bit too turned on to ask again, and so just nodded before moving your other hand away from your length to grab onto her leg before slowly pushing your hips forwards again.
A small hiss came from her lips but she didn't say a word otherwise, just watching with a strained expression as you slid in.
But you were intently watching her face and, behind the effort she was putting into taking you, you could see the lust tinging her gaze and felt better knowing she was just as into this as you.
Every inch you slid into her was a challenge though. Despite her slickness she was just tight, her hot walls gripping onto you with a death grip the entire time. It felt amazing though, like a hot and wet pillow squeezing down around you, even through the rubber between you.
'So fucking tight~' You couldn't help but think as you made your way inside achingly slowly, and to your surprise Taylor's eyes slid up to meet yours.
"G-Glad to hear it," She said, making you realize that it hadn't been as mental as you intended.
Suddenly your leg slipped on the tile floor and, though you caught it just as quickly as it happened, it was enough to push a chunk of you inside before you meant to.
Both of you moaned aloud, the bathroom walls echoing with the sounds of your tense pleasure, and you felt Taylor's legs move around you, squeezing on either side of your hips as she worked to adjust.
Looking down you were surprised to see that there was only a little bit left to go and, deciding to just go for it, you pushed in until your hips met her own.
"Hooo, fuck~" You heard Taylor's say in a breathy voice, and you weren't much farther behind her as her pussy convulsed around your cock, quick squeezes coming down what felt like your entire length as if she was instinctively working for your pleasure.
You moved your hand from her leg and wrapped it around her shoulder, holding her close as you sat still and adjusted to the sheer tightness of her body, nothing having prepared you for just how she felt inside.
After a little bit though there was an insistent poking on your chest and you pulled back to see Taylor with a smile, still strained but even more than that, encouraging.
"Keep going, I-I can't wait any more…" She pleaded, her voice tinged with expectant lust.
The tone made your spine tingle with arousal and you gave her a quick nod. "Yeah for-for sure."
Moving your hand from her shoulder onto the metal arm bar beside you, you then pulled out, enjoying the little pleasured gasp that tore from Taylor's lips as your cock exited her.
The already tight pussy held on even tighter as if it didn't want you to go, but you relished in the way it made your cock scrape along her walls, like she was touching every nerve along your length as you moved.
But you were impatient too and, since there was nothing else from Taylor other than her little noises, once you were halfway out you suddenly pushed your way back in harder than before.
"Oh, fuck!" She yelled out, her tone low and husky alongside the wet slap of your bodies hitting one another, the sounds drowning out your own small moan as you relished the feeling of her.
Moments later though you pulled back, finding it much smoother to do so as Taylor's body seeming to adjust to you little by little. It was still slow but you started to set a pace, pulling yourself back out for a few seconds before shoving yourself back in with one long push, the both of you shuddering every time as your length ground against her tight walls.
Every pass it was a little easier though and your hips were able to move that bit quicker, the wet slaps and squelches of your joined bodies ringing out between both of your sounds of pleasure to turn the bathroom into a symphony of sensuality.
Still, you didn't feel this was enough at all. Not for you, and not for Taylor, and so, as you got comfortable with your position and pace, you decided to do more.
You pulled a hand away from her shoulders and pushed it up under her dress, rougher than you meant to. Taylor's eyes opened up at the movement, looking down to see your arm disappearing beneath her dress just moments before your fingers found her chest.
Pleasantly surprised at the lack of a bra, you grabbed onto the girl's very slight swell of a breast and gave it a gentle squeeze, Taylor's moaning growing just a bit higher as you did.
"O-Ooh, do that again~" She pleaded with a breathy tone, though you didn't immediately oblige her as your hand slid down until your fingers brushed up against the stiff nub of her nipple and gave it a quick and rough squeeze.
"A-Aaahn!" She yelled out her pleasure, her body spasming and her pussy squeezing down around you at the sensation, and you couldn't help but return with a low one of your own.
Your thrusts grew harder as you began to twist and tweak at her chest, Taylor's hands reaching out to paw haphazardly at your own bare chest, just feeling you as the both of you grew lost within one another's bodies.
"T-Taylor! I'm getting close!" You ground out between breaths, Taylor's eyes snapping up at you in surprise.
"I-I think I am too!" She told you, but that wasn't good enough for you.
Pausing your thrusts for a moment, you pulled your hands back from her, leaving her to look wide-eyed and confused at the stop. But just as quickly you moved back in, leaning down and grabbing her legs to hike them up over your shoulders.
The move made Taylor squeak in surprise as she slid further down on top of the toilet's lid, now looking almost fully up at you as you made sure you were settled into place and, once you were, you grabbed onto her hips with an iron grip and began to move.
"O-Oooh!" She ground out as your hips surged forwards, slamming against her bare skin with an audible slap that rang out above everything in the bathroom, but you didn't stop there.
You powered through her tightness, using your strength to pound away at her, her pussy grinding back and forth along your cock as your hips nearly blurred with the force you were putting into her.
She slid along the the smooth porcelain and plastic, her hands reaching out to the metal bar along the wall to keep herself steady as you put your everything into fucking her.
Wet slaps rang out alongside her constant stream of short and rough moaning, her legs shaking on your shoulders, though from the force of your thrusts or from sheer pleasure you weren't sure.
But it still didn't feel like enough. You needed to make her scream, to make her cum her brains out, to make sure she enjoyed herself utterly.
And so you slid one of your hands over her belly, placing a palm flat just above your chest and roughly pressed your thumb onto her clit.
Taylor squeaked at the feeling, turning into a squeal as you rapidly slid it back and forth, grinding that little bundle of nerves against your powerful and quick grip.
"Aaah! Ooooh! Haaa!" The barrage of little noises came from her, frantic and feverish as you worked her over, the sight of her scrabbling to stay afloat through both her precarious position and your relentless assault on her senses.
But, before long, her entire body convulsed wildly, her pussy squeezing onto your cock with something almost like desperation before she began to cum.
You almost stopped as a small spray of juices came from her pussy, mushed against your thumb to splash against your stomach, but you persisted, far too close to cumming to do anything but hammer ahead as you were, every second bringing you closer to being with her.
And, barely a few moments later, you felt your balls tighten as you came too.
It almost threw you for a loop as you felt the plastic of the condom pull with the force of your shot, Taylor's moans growing even higher as she no doubt felt it move inside of her with your orgasm.
You still moved throughout it, the both of you yelling out your pleasures as the climaxes washed over you, the feelings primal and amazing all at once as it surged through your veins.
Time felt odd, mushing together with jumbled, half-formed thoughts directed at enjoying the girl beneath you as you rode out the orgasm, relishing in the feel and look and sound and smell of Taylor.
But your thoughts grew clearer, if not faster, as it began to fade back, leaving you to quickly grab onto the metal bar for support, your large hand wrapping around your girlfriend's smaller one as you both heaved out heavy breaths.
You stared into her eyes, a tired but utterly satisfied smile adorning your face, and you quickly realized that you could feel yourself wearing a matching one.
"Holy shit…" You spoke breathily between the heavy gasps with a weak laugh. "That was… A lot…"
"Y-You were… A lot!" She accused, though her delighted tone took any bite out of the words. "The thing with your thumb… And just going… So hard was… Fuck…"
The both of you shared a weak chuckle, taking another moment to just look over one another, eyes searching for a few moments before they met and you felt like a moment of blissful understanding passed.
However the soreness in your muscles, though not too rough, brought you back to the present. "We should probably clean up now…"
You were able to watch it on her face as she realized where she was again as her expression changed several times in just a few seconds. "Yeah you're right…" She sighed out.
Carefully you pulled your hips back, the both of you wincing as it pulled along your sensitive skin, before with a final tug you came free. But to both of your surprise, the condom stayed, the open end sticking from between Taylor's reddened pussy lips as it leaked out onto the white cover of the toilet.
"Oh, shit sorry!" You quickly apologized, but before you could move to do anything your girlfriend reached down and, pinching the end closed, gave it a quick tug, a small grunt coming out of her lips as the rubber came free from her crotch.
Both of you stared at it in amazement, the clear wrapping filled with a small pool of white. It bulged almost obscenely, looking like the condom was barely keeping it all contained.
"Do you… Normally make that much?" She asked, almost bewildered as she stared at it.
"I-No, I think that was-That was all you," You admitted.
Taylor started, looking unsure of whether to be embarrassed or flattered by the statement. "O-Oh. Wow… You uh… You really wanted to knock me up then, huh?" Her joke fell flat as she seemed to realize what she'd said. "Shit, sorry, that's-that's probably not very funny…"
"No it's-I mean, that's what it's for, y'know?" You assured her, leaning down to give her a half-hug. "If anything this is kinda uh… Wasting it, I guess."
A weak chuckle came from her lips. "Yeah it probably is… I'm not ready to become a mom anytime soon, though."
"Oh for sure. That's… a really bad idea right now," You agreed. "Neither of us can really deal with that, I think."
The teen nodded. "Still," She continued, spinning the condom between her fingers. "That was… really, really nice. And I kinda wonder what it'd feel like, y'know?"
"Well…" You began slowly. "I might be able to score you some pills if you really wanted to try."
She paused, seeming to consider your words for a moment. "...Maybe, though there's other ways to do that kinda thing. Free ways that just… Need some prep."
Feeling confused, you wracked your brain for what she was talking about for a few moments before you recalled the little note that Madison had slipped you… As well as your girlfriend's reaction to it.
"Oh! R-Right," You said, trying to play down your eagerness. Though by the way Taylor giggled, you didn't do a good job… Nor did you feel that bad about doing so. "Anyways, so what'd you wanna do from here? It's probably not even ten yet, so you could hang out with me for the rest of the shift or something."
Taylor smiled pleasantly. "I think I'd like that… But I uh… I left a note for my dad that I'd be out for the night since it's Halloween and all, so…" She seemed nervous, but took in a deep breath before continuing. "Do you think maybe I could stay at your place? We could even, well… Do some more of this, if you'd like."
Your body stood to attention at the implications of her words, though your crotch was a little spent to follow suit. "Uh, yeah absolutely! I think it'll be good that my shift doesn't end until midnight though, since I'll need some time to get ready again."
A lovely little giggle came from her lips as she leaned up, her legs still on your shoulders as she grabbed your shirt and pulled you down. "Well I hope that you'll be ready for me when I'll need it most."
You gave her a wry grin as you wrapped your hands around her back. "Always," You agreed simply, before leaning in and taking her lips in a kiss.
And as your tongue pushed past her lips and slid along hers, a deep moan reverberating through your mouth as she wrapped her arms around your head… You knew that any Halloween you ever had afterwards would have to work very hard to match up to this one