As she dragged my open pants down, the momentum pulled my stiffening cock downwards with them, until it eventually snapped free from its constraints and recoiled upwards, stiff and rigid, bouncing and swaying at her eye level. She glanced up at me and grinned as she inspected it closely, my tip gradually emerging from my foreskin, veins rising prominently along my shaft. For a guy, there's nothing quite like the feeling of fully hard cock. Everything feels tight, stretched, and slightly numb, and the more blood that your rapidly beating heart pushes into it, the more it twitches and throbs and the better it feels. She reached up and slowly wrapped her fingers around the shaft, the gloss of her OPI berry-red nail lacquer catching the light. As she pulled back on the foreskin, the flanks of my swollen purple head fully emerged, a bead of precum appearing from my tip as it did so. She couldn't resist and involuntarily flicked out her tongue, wiping it away, tasting it. The brief contact was sudden and unexpected and made me gasp. I looked down at her face and it seemed as if the normally shy and reserved person I knew had gone. She seemed entranced, oblivious to the surroundings of the ladies toilet we were in, seemingly so surrendered to a primal and carnal sexual urge that normal social boundaries now no longer mattered. The entrance door to the toilets burst open and two young girls staggered in, giggling and clearly drunk. When they caught sight of us, they shrieked and covered their mouths with shock. The "oh my gods" and "fuuucking hells" filled the room, drowning out the distant thumping base vibrating through the walls from the dance floor. From her position, on her knees in front me, she glanced up at her audience. Her blouse was pulled open, her bare breasts visibly hanging over her bra and swaying slightly as she turned to look at the intruders. Her glance was dismissive and lingering. They watched, awestruck, as she ignored them, turned back to me and took my cock in her mouth. I found myself unable not to moan, as her mouth closed around my head and all at once it was encased in warm wetness. My tip pressed against the roof of her mouth and as her slurping sucks created a vacuum in her mouth, the sensation almost became too much to bear. She leaned against me, and I staggered back slightly, finding myself pinned against a wall. Her hand twisted and wanked my shaft as she sucked, only releasing it in order to push her face forward to take my dick as deep as it could go. I looked down in a state of beautiful agony, as I saw her lips slide along my girth. I could feel my cock sliding along her tongue, my tip now pushing the back of her throat, as her nose pushed into my pubic hair. She coughed and gagged and pulled her head back, and as my soaking wet cock slipped from from her mouth, long beads of saliva hung from the tip. Breathless, she reached out and caught the drips in her fingers and as they fell on her hand and started to run along her skin, she turned her hand over, gripping my length once again, sliding her hand down over my skin and around my balls until they glinted with moisture. The feeling was incredible, and as she leaned forward to take me in her mouth again, I now held her head in my hands and started to move my hips back and forth, gently fucking her mouth. Each thrust was accompanied by an audible and greedy grunt of appreciation from below, and brought me closer and closer. Amid the thumping base, amongst the moans and groans, I remember hearing a female voice say "that's so fuckin hot" and another say "I know". It was as if I had forgotten that we had an audience, and that the voices triggered a realisation that pushed me over the edge. I felt a numbness and tension start build in the pit of my stomach, slowly spreading through my cock and creeping like a wave throughout my entire body. My knees weakened and of my muscles seemed to go into spasm. I pulled out just as the first spurt of thick warm cum came, shooting over her head. The second landed on her face, just to the side of her nose, and by the time the third spurt came she had taken me back into her mouth and my cum was flooding across her tongue. She gripped me hard, sucking my cock to extract every last globule of semen, but as my orgasm subsided the sensitivity of my tip returned and prompted me to pull it free from her grasp. I stood there, catching my breath, watching as she slowly stood up, pulling aside her auburn hair and tucking it behind her ear to keep it out of the cum. Everyone stood motionless for second, as if no one was quite sure how to react to what had just happened. At that moment, though, one of the watching girls stepped forward and held up a tissue in her hand. Calmly, and with a mischievous grin on her face, the girl approached and started to wipe the cum from my partner's face. She rubbed downwards with the tissue. Some of the cum wiped away, some was pushed downwards until it found her top lip, whereupon she licked it away. The girl threw the tissue to the floor, and whilst staring into my partner's eyes, approached and stood even closer. This time she took my partner's blouse and opened it to reveal the breasts, still gently heaving up and down as she, like me, continued to gather her breath. The girl broke eye contact and looked at the boobs, biting her bottom lip as she observed how then hung unnaturally over an empty bra. Silently, the girl reached out and cupped the breasts, touching them, rubbing her fingers over the pimples on her areolas, and the stiff hard nipples. The girl proceeded to gently manoeuvre them back inside the bra. She tugged and pulled the bra straight. She then slowly buttoned up her blouse and then she and her friend left the toilets, leaving us behind. I looked at her and she looked at me. We didn't have to say anything.