There I was, minding my own business at the mall when suddenly I had to pee. The line for the men's room was out of the question, so I decided to give the women's room a try. As I approached it, I couldn't help but notice a slight noise coming from within. It was faint at first, but each step brought it closer and more distinct. My heart began to race as I realized what it was: the unmistakable sound of a woman relieving herself.
I pushed open the door to find an empty stall save for a pair of sexy thong panties on the floor. Fuck, I thought in disbelief. Someone had just left their undies here! Before I could process what I was doing, I found myself bending down to pick them up. As my fingers brushed against the soft, silky material, a wave of arousal washed over me. Goddamnit, I thought, why does this turn me on so much?
Just then, the door to the stall creaked open and a girl about my age stepped out. She was small but curvy, with perky breasts barely contained by her tight top. Her skirt was short enough to show off her shapely legs, and a hint of bare ass peeked out from under it. As she zipped up her fly, she shot me a nervous glance before averting her eyes. I couldn't help but stare at her, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Um, Hi," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't see anyone else come in." She blushed deeply, clearly embarrassed by the situation.
"It's fine," I managed to croak out. "It's just... these are really nice." I held up the panties, feeling my face turn a deeper shade of red than hers. "I mean, not that I'm trying to like, perv or anything."
She laughed nervously. "Oh God, no. I'm just so used to being able to pee wherever I want that it never occurred to me someone might see them. I'm really sorry."
I felt my cock stir in my pants at the thought of her just peeing wherever she wanted, and I struggled to keep my eyes off her ass as she adjusted her skirt. "It's okay," I managed to say, my voice sounding strange in my ears. "I mean, it's not like I've never had a secret admiration of a woman's underwear before."
Her eyes widened and she turned to face me fully. "Really?" she asked, her voice filled with surprise. "You like... scat girls?"
I swallowed hard, still struggling to keep my arousal at bay. "I didn't know there was a term for it," I admitted. "But yeah, I guess I do. I mean, they're not foreveryone, but there's something incredibly hot about a woman who doesn't care who sees her bare ass or her pussy."
Her eyes lit up and she took a step closer to me. "Really?" she breathed. "You think so?"
I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "I mean, who's the perv now?" I said nervously, trying to break the tension.
She laughed again, but this time there was a hint of excitement in her voice. "I've never done anything like this before," she admitted. "But if you're into it, maybe we could try something together?"
Before I knew what was happening, she was pulling me into the stall with her. She kicked the door shut behind us and turned to face me, her eyes dark with desire. Without saying a word, she lifted her skirt and lowered her panties to the floor, revealing her bare ass and pussy to me.
I could feel my cock straining against my pants as I slowly knelt before her, taking in her offering. With trembling hands, I reached out and gently traced my fingers over her cheeks, feeling the heat radiating from her skin. She moaned softly, her head thrown back in pleasure.
Without further hesitation, I reached down and pushed my cock into her tight, warm pussy. She gasped at the sudden invasion of pleasure, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as she clung to me. We moved together in a slow, sensual rhythm, our breathing growing deeper and more labored with each passing moment.
As we neared our climaxes, I pulled out of her and positioned my cock at her entrance once again. With two quick thrusts, I filled her with my seed, feeling her walls clench around me in orgasmic bliss.
We collapsed together in a heap on the dirty bathroom floor, our bodies tangled up in a post-coital mess. As we caught our breath, she leaned over and kissed me passionately, tasting herself on my lips.
"We should do that again sometime," she whispered, smiling up at me.
I nodded, unable to speak, still trying to process what had just happened. This was something I'd never meant to happen, but now that it had, there was no going back. I had fallen for the scat girl in the mall, and I don't think either of us could go back to pretending that it was just a dirty little secret anymore.
Slowly, we disentangled ourselves and redressed ourselves, our eyes never once leaving each other's. I gave her one last lingering look before we exited the stall and the bathroom together, our fingers intertwined, ready to step into the unknown world of our secret desires.
