Swirling Depravity: Chapter Two

THE DAY THAT CHANGED MY LIFE

Class was about to begin in less than ten minutes now. But instead of attempting to be a good student, a girl I knew, a girl I liked, a girl never really been able to connect with brought me inside the women's bathroom.

A place I had never seen before, in fact... At that very moment, little that I knew that the time that I would spend here would be a lot more time that I ever spent with her.

Luckily for us, nobody seemed to be in the bathroom when we entered in it. She first seemed like a shy girl but she was the one bringing me wherever she wanted to without really even telling what I needed to help her with.

She opened up the door of one of the compartments in the bathroom; she pulled my arm and threw me inside, just beside the toilet. She sat me down on it; she wanted me to be comfortable I guess.

The more I was with her the more I was feeling myself turning shyer.

‘’Why are we here?’’

She was looking at me while covering up most of her mouth and her nose with her sleeves.

‘’I want to talk to you and I have no intention in going to class just yet...’’

‘’I don’t mean to be rude but if you want to talk... We can talk about a thing or two... Can you explain why you avoid the friend request I’ve sent you? Don’t worry. I get it. We’re strangers to each other. We only kind of met due to us seeing each other in the same school for adults that we study at... About a month ago I made the first steps in talking to you in class, that went fine, I sent you an invitation and even messaged you but nada--You didn’t responded and that’s fine. But now you bring me in the women’s bathroom. Why?’’

A brief silence split the conversation.

‘’Are you done now?’’

‘’Yes...’’

‘’Yes… I received your invitation and your message. No, I didn’t avoid you... Really... I am thankful you made the first steps in class in talking to me so we get to know each other. I didn’t accept your friend request because I don’t add anybody online…’’

I quickly interrupted her, I wanted her to know I was fine with what she was saying and that I understood.

‘’Yeah I know, I get that, it’s fine.’’

She looked at me weird, turning her head on the side a little and squeezing her eyes.

‘’... Okay... The truth is that I’ve been looking up your things after you’ve talked to me in class...’’

‘’My things...?’’

‘’Your things...’’

‘’Like what?’’

‘’Not your social media profile, something else... I’ve looked up your online video game profile... I also game...’’

Interesting, that was pretty cool actually. I of course didn’t acted like I thought so...

‘’Alright, what’s so special about it?’’

‘’We, our squad of players, might need a new member soon-ish... It’s a FPS, if that interests you.’’

I was face palming myself right now in my head. So hard...

‘’So... What’s the deal with you bringing me in the women’s bathroom if you simply want to talk to me about gaming? Don’t get any idea, I enjoy being here with you talking about anything you may want, but what’s the deal? Is this what you needed help with in the first place when we bumped into each other?’’

‘’The deal is, if you join, our online squad. I’ll reveal you what my problem is...’’

‘’No way, I’m not playing competitively, ever but... I don’t mind trying out a few games with you, and your friends, why not...’’

‘’That’s awesome, thank you so much for accepting to do this!!’’

More than ever, I was wondering concerning ‘her problem’.

''Okay, tell me about your trouble. I don't understand, how I can help you here?''

Her legs quickly got closer to each other. She raised her head and looked at me again.

''I'm so sorry... This must be so weird for you... I... I need... I need someone... I need a boy for a personal opinion… on something...''

She needed a personal opinion ‘on something’? What could it be?

''Sure... Go ahead, please tell me what to do...''

What the Hell could it be? She moved her arms to her chest, doing it with many different stressful movements. She was not calm at all.

''It's for my breasts...''

My brain exploded when she finished pushing the word 'breasts' out of her mouth. I was completely baffled but she kept talking, she didn't seem to be done speaking.

''My friends... They are acting funny with me when we are changing after gym class. I'm not, I'm not sure if my breasts are alright, I've only had female opinions on them. I've originally thought about asking an older man for that type of service but I was too shy to ask our gym teacher, Mister Brock...''

Gosh... Was she honest? She seemed to be. Her girlfriends she was telling me about, it could have been the ones avoiding my table back at the cafeteria earlier.

Now that I met this shy girl things started to come back to me. In the end, maybe I saw her with those other girls at some point before.

In any case I really wanted to act cool with her so all this could hopefully continue despite my ultimate shyness at the moment.

I wanted her to feel comfortable, wanted my imposing shyness to fade away… I desired her to stay and feel safe with me…

''Don't worry you've made the right decision to ask a younger man instead of older, probably untrustworthy guy. Please tell me what to do so I can help you right away.''

She closed the door of the bathroom compartment we were in. Her fingers went over her chest; she opened up the blouse of her school uniform. Oh my God! Her bra was barely holding her tits in place.

She had larger boobs than I thought she would have, at least from what it was visible when she had her blouse fully on. She kept her blouse on as she got out her breasts, pulling them out of her bra.

Still barely contained in her minuscule bra… She moved her arms in the air, kindly letting me see her chest better.

''I'm sorry for all this; I should hurry before class begins... Are you really sure you want to tell me your opinion on them?''

In my mind, I was constantly telling myself, ‘’Screw class!!’’ But I never said that out loud, I really wanted to be as kind as possible with her so she would stay longer with me.

''Yes I'm sure you can entirely trust me.''

She then kept going. She undone her bra, removed it from her chest and finally revealed her naked tits to me—her big naked, tits. It was so beautiful; her boobs looked even bigger once her bra was out of the way.

She kept holding the bra inside her hands—as she also moved one of her arms under her breasts—supporting her large tits, making them look once again even bigger, putting some sorts of soft pressure on them.

She had one of the best rack of tits I've had ever seen in my entire life, online Porn included. She started blushing a lot more before she spoke again.

''S-So... What do you think? Are they normal?''

I was almost too baffled to respond.

''They are more than normal, they are perfect!''

Even though I had no intention in getting more out of all this, she seemed to be relieved from hearing my words. She seemed to be gradually getting happier. She softly moved closer to me, sweet step by sweet step...

But something was standing tall between us. My dick... She strangely noticed it before ever I did myself, I was in full erection. I had a huge boner that probably first begun when she revealed her tits to me.

''Your, your thing is big... You are having an erection, right??''

It was so awkward...

''I'm so sorry please, forgive me... It’s hard to resist...''

She seemed surprised; I was only hoping she would not think of me as some kind of creepy guy...

''Maybe I can help with it... You can't go to class with an erection like this...''

What? My ears were making fun of me. She hadn’t said that for real, that was impossible. But she really did. She unzipped the fly of my pants; she got even more surprised as my dick accidentally got out of my underwear as soon as she opened up my pants.

She got on her knees on the floor, just in front of me, her face, a few inches of distance to my incredibly erected cock. She soon placed her fingers all over it, some of her fingertips on my glans and others really close to my testicles.

Her hand was so soft and pure. Her fingers slowly started rubbing my dick, masturbating it. I was having the best time of my life, but something blew up everything. After only a few seconds of hand-job I suddenly accidentally ejaculated.

I came everywhere on her and in our bathroom compartment. Shot multiple strings of thick, white sperm in her face and all over her hand. Semen dripped down each of the fingers of her hand. A huge dead silence took our compartment by assault.

She was staring at my still, erected cock, covered in my own cum. Her hand stuck to my dick, bridged together with the sticky physical nature of my semen. She clearly didn't know what to do now.

Neither did I.