The Futa Pill - You Stop Cassie Sucking on Your Dick and Pull Her into the Stall (Patreon)

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You rip your cock out of Cassie's mouth. Her blue eyes are wide, clearly hearing the footsteps. You have a moment to act. You grab your friend's blonde hair and drag her into the stall. She winces even as she snags the door and closes it behind her.

It shuts just in time, the latch locking.

Cassie's panting, her eyes wild. The footsteps grow louder, heels clicking on the floor. But the woman doesn't make a comment. She didn't appear to see what was going on. You let out a sigh of relief, your dick throbbing before you. Cassie's saliva cools on your shaft, making your new futa-cock quiver even more.

The woman takes the stall right next to yours. Through the gaps, you can see her shadows move. Skirts rustle. Cloth rasps. She sits down then you hear the splash of water. You bite your lower lip, your heart thundering the hardest in your life.

Never has a woman urinating seemed to take so long. You feel like an eternity has passed before the woman rises again. Toilet paper rustles. You continue worrying your lower lip, aching to continue the blowjob. Already, your orgasm is dwindling. You were so close to erupting, but now you've lost a lot of the buildup.

Well, it just means Cassie gets to suck you back to that wonderful brink again.

The woman leaves the stall, heels clicking as she goes to the sink. The water snaps on and you hear the woman talking to herself, she's muttering. You catch your name and realize it's Paris. “Can't believe she thought she could waltz into Ms. Kato's office with that half-ass presentation,” your rival says. “Such an idiot. But that look on her face when Ms. Kato told her she had had to work under me... Loved it!”

Cassie glances up at you, mouthing, “What a bitch.”

You nod your head.

“Glad Ms. Kato's trimming the useless futa pill project.” Paris sniffed. “What a dumb name.”

Then the water switches off. Paris stalks away, pulling on paper towels. A final rustle as she dries herself, then she's gone.

“What a bitch!” you snarl.

“I know,” Cassie says. “God, I am so frustrated. Makes me just want to go out there and... and...” She let out a screech then, almost in a fit of rage, sucks on your dick.

You groan as your friend sucks your cock with a fiery hunger. Your back arches at the delicious treat you're getting. You're loving it. That ache is swelling again beneath the hunger of her mouth. She's nursing with such intensity.

“Cassie,” you pant. “Oh, damn, Cassie, that's it. Ooh, show that bitch how awesome the futa pill is! Make me cum!”

Cassie sucked harder like she agreed.

That wonderful rapture approaches. That amazing moment of just firing your cum from your dick swells and swells in you. Your eyes flutter. Your heart thuds in your chest as this amazing rapture consumes you. You groan, your hands clenching.

Just a few more sucks. You're almost there. The ache swells deep in your pussy. You can feel your futa-cum begging to erupt. To spurt out of you and splash into the back of your friend's throat. She's sucking harder, bobbing her head, working those soft lips up and down your new shaft.

“I'm going to—”

The doors open again. You cut off your words, groaning out in frustration. You want to scream out, “Really? Another woman! I'm just trying to get off!”

You're so close. You just need a little more. You were almost caught by Paris last time, which would have been bad, but this time Cassie's already in the stall. You can keep quiet. Do you risk keeping Cassie blowing your dick? Or do you stop her and wait for this second woman to leave?

What do you choose?

Do you have Cassie blow you quietly in the restroom?  

Do you have Cassie pause in giving you a blowjob until the woman leaves?