Pussy Dance on the Toilet
Knock. Knock.
"You can't do that here."
Standing up on the toilet seat, Auntie Saea laced her fingers behind her head, putting both underarms on full display, then spread her legs wide and bent her knees just slightly.
The vulgar pose she herself had named the submission stance.
Seeing it in person was incomparably hotter than any photograph.
"You always put up that one little act of resistance, Auntie—even when you know exactly what's going on."
Her face flushed an even deeper red with shame.
Then a sound I hadn't expected reached my ear.
Plip. Plop.
Ah. True to form for a total pervert, she was feeling more excitement than humiliation.
With her legs spread, her pale pussy was completely exposed, and at the tip of that neat vertical slit a bead of juices had gathered.
And once enough of it pooled, the droplet of arousal fell into the toilet bowl.
Plop.
She must have heard it too. Looking down at me with my eyes fixed on her, she cried out in a panic.
"Ah… no! This is…"
"This is? Explain it, Auntie. What is this? Juices? Or piss?"
As I spoke, I flicked the pad of her pussy with a light snap of my finger while she held the submission pose.
"Hyeut!!?"
Clear fluid clung to the finger that had touched Auntie Saea's pussy. I held it up close to her face.
"Go on. Tell me, Auntie. If it's just a bodily function, you're free to take care of it right now."
"It… it's juices. From getting turned on… it's nothing else."
Apparently, for Auntie, becoming a dirty slut who got wet even in a situation like this was preferable to being a bed-wetter in front of me.
I'll let it go for today. Next time I'll set up the right situation and make her do it. Little pissbaby.
Tuk! Tuk!
"Heuk!!? Heeut…"
No matter how many times I flicked and teased the flesh of her outer lips, she only whimpered and trembled; her posture never broke.
I'd been worried she might fall and hurt herself if the stance collapsed, but at this level I could push her a fair bit harder.
I immediately forced my index and middle fingers into her tightly closed slit and began working them inside as I spoke.
The moment my fingers entered her, the pussy that had only been dripping the occasional bead of juices started pouring them out in earnest.
Schlick-schlick—
"Hik!!? Ha… Haju… heeut!?♡"
"Just a little touching and you're already dripping all over the place. Who else would you call a pervert?"
"Now then—want to tell me what you did wrong today?"
"A… all right. Heut…! I went home without… heuk!!? without your permission, and I jumped to conclusions and misunderstood you… hegeuk!? and tried to slap you… heup…!! I'm truly sorry. Hik!?"
Auntie spoke so quietly it was barely audible even to me.
Of course, the moans she couldn't quite suppress still rang through the men's restroom. They probably wouldn't carry outside the bathroom, though.
"Auntie. Earlier you told me how you were going to apologize. Remember?"
"Huh?… Th-that… do doggy style naked, and… pu… pussy dance too…"
As if the words themselves had suddenly become too embarrassing, she trailed off and dropped her gaze.
"We already did doggy. So dance for me. Pussy dance."
"From the videos, you were grinding away pretty hard while teasing your subscribers in between. Come on~ start!"
Slap!
"Euhit—!"
I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and gave her ass a light smack with my open palm.
The soft yet springy sensation that bloomed across my hand was ridiculously satisfying.
Stung by the spank, Auntie seemed to feel a flash of defiance; she didn't start dancing right away and instead shot me a sidelong glare.
"Cha Saea. Why haven't you started? Got a problem?"
"I… I'll do it."
Wiggle-wiggle♡
Click-click.
Auntie began rocking her hips forward and back, making her ass flex and twitch. Every time she snapped those lush hips, her pussy fluttered open and shut in a way that was almost cute.
For about five minutes I watched her bouncing breasts and that greedily gaping pussy while I took photos and video.
Hah… this is seriously fucking hot. Should I just rail her right now?
"Huu… huu… haa… haa…"
Around the five-minute mark she started to flag, her face flushed as she began panting hard.
"What? In the videos you danced for almost thirty minutes no problem—you're already worn out? Or did you edit it to make it look that way?"
"Huu… haa haa… th-that's because I'm dancing on a toilet right now… holding the pose is harder than on flat ground."
A fair amount of sweat was running down Auntie's body.
What beaded at the tip of her pussy looked more like juices than sweat, though. Sweat from her face ran down her slender neck, pooled in the hollow of her collarbone, then spilled over her full breasts and dripped away—and the sight of it only wound me tighter.
"Haa… haa… how long do I… have to keep going?"
Around the fifteen-minute mark her legs began to shake violently. Even with her face twisted in strain as she asked the question, she never stopped the pussy dance.
"If it's too hard, get down, grab the toilet, and just present your pussy."
"I… I can go a little longer. Haa haa…"
Somehow Auntie seemed to think that if she danced long enough to satisfy me, I wouldn't fuck her.
I had every intention of railing her and filling her pussy with cum again today no matter what.
But watching her struggle without giving up on the dance was hotter this way, so I nodded as if I approved.
That was when my phone rang.
Ah.
The screen clearly read Shin Lisa.
Cold sweat prickled for a second, but looking at Auntie Saea grinding out that shameless, vulgar pussy dance steadied me.
If I let Lisa noona's call rattle me while I've got this in front of me, I'm a real pathetic bastard. And what do I even have to be scared of with her? One semester and this whole supervised life is over anyway.
The thought that I had made a woman as flawlessly beautiful as Auntie Saea climb onto a toilet and shake her pussy like a cheap slut did wonders for my self-esteem.
At the same time, it diluted the way I'd been flinching whenever Lisa noona crossed my mind over the past two months.
So I switched the phone to silent and tossed it into my bag.
"Haa… haa… heuut…!! Huu huu…"
"Cha Saea. Turn around and present your pussy. I'm not saying it twice."
"Haa haa… do you… huu, really have to put it in again today?"
She glared at me as she asked. I just spread both hands and shrugged my shoulders.
Realizing there was no talking me out of it, Auntie knelt on the toilet seat, gripped the tank with both hands, and pushed her ass out toward me in a long, slow arch.
Hah… that pure white ass, lightly pink and beaded with sweat, looked sinfully appetizing.
Clear juices were running from the pussy nestled in the cleft of that pale ass, and I finally understood why the old folks used to crudely call a woman a "water-honey peach."
Our ancestors really knew what was hot. That metaphor… damn.
"Auntie. If you beg me to fuck you, I'll finish in one round."
"Refuse, or if the line doesn't do it for me, then plan on getting railed by me in here all night. Clear?"
Auntie flinched hard, then began to tremble faintly.
"Master… I… I am Master's flesh toilet, so please use me however you like, and please fill this Seoa toilet with Master's superior seed."
Pass.
As always, once Auntie committed, she never disappointed me—at least not when it came to sex.
The line was even filthier than I'd hoped, and it lit me up.
I eased my cock into Auntie's pale, pink pussy as it fluttered open like it was waiting for me.
Fwoook! Tssseup—
"Hyeet—!!?"
The instant I was inside, those famous walls wrapped my entire cock in wet heat and clamped down as if trying to suck me in.
Fook—! Fwooook—!
"Ooph! Uuuuuut—!!? Heugeut♡"
Savoring that dense, springy warmth, I started thrusting.
After only a couple of strokes she was already throwing her head back and moaning like a bitch in heat.
At the perfect angle for me to grab that long hair if I just reached out.
I immediately fisted a handful of her deep black hair with one hand.
"Aeut…! Wh-what are you doing. It hurts… it hurts—! Heugeugeut♡"
The first grab drew a cry of pain, but after a few more tugs paired with deep strokes into her pussy, the complaints melted into moans.
"Heugeuk!!? Ooooot ooph♡ Hauuuuut—!!♡"
But her moans were way too loud. In the dead of night they had to be carrying all around the restroom.
I had no intention of stopping, of course—but I should at least tone her down a little.
Fwooooook—!
"Ooooooot♡"
I drove my cock all the way to the deepest point, right up against the mouth of her womb, then leaned my upper body over her and whispered against her ear.
"Want to get caught that badly, you sow? You're screaming like a whale."
"A… no, this is… I can't help heuut—♡"
Only then did Auntie lift one hand from the toilet tank and clap it over her own mouth, trying to muffle the sounds. And in that exact moment—
Jingle. Jingle. Click. Click.
The restroom door opened, followed by the sound of someone walking in.
Both Auntie and I froze, not making a sound.
But… whoever had come in wasn't here to take a leak. They seemed to be hunting for the source of the noise, because a knock came right on our closed stall door.
Knock-knock.
Sweat rolled down my forehead, but at the same time the spike of tension—what if we get caught—made the cock buried in Auntie's pussy swell even harder.
"Heuk♡"
Unable to bear the sudden stretch of her walls, Auntie let out a moan.
"Haa… I'm security on park patrol. You can't do that in here. I could report this as public indecency."
The guard let out a deep sigh and delivered the warning like someone who had done this before.
I cleared my throat and apologized.
"I'm sorry! We'll be out right away. My stomach was bothering me a little."
The guard completely ignored my excuse and kept going.
"Yeah, yeah. Don't do this again. Weather's warming up, so people are… no sense of shame at all."
Click. Click. Jingle-jingle.
The guard's footsteps faded, and a moment later the restroom door opened again.
The second he was gone, Auntie and I both exhaled in relief.
"Huu…"
Slap!
"Heugeut♡"
"You crazy filthy slut, what were you thinking moaning like that?"
"Or… did you want the guard to see you like this?"
"A… no. Hajun… this is just a physiological… ooph—!!?"
Of course, every word of the conversation was whispered as quietly as possible.
Even after nearly getting caught by security, there was still work to finish, so I resumed thrusting at a slightly lower intensity than before.
Of course, with time running short, I also went faster.
Thuk-thuk-thuk! Fwooook! Fook!
"Hoooooph!!? Heugeuk♡"
My cock had been primed ever since I dragged Auntie into the men's room, and after the brush with the guard it was fully ready to unload.
We needed to get out fast—no point dragging this out any longer.
Fwooook—! Fook—! Fwooooook! Burrrrrt—!
"Heuk—♡ T-too rough! Hageugeugeuk♡ Heugeut!!?"
As if she really did want to get caught, Auntie kept her spoken words to soft whispers but still let her moans come out fairly loud.
I pressed my chest flush against her back, kneading her full, soft breasts with both hands as I poured my cum deep into her pussy.
"Y-you…! How could you… inside again today…"
I filled her completely, then pulled out. Auntie, who had been glaring back over her shoulder at me, suddenly lost all strength in her body and slid off the toilet, crumpling to the bathroom floor.
Tuk-tuk.
I prodded the ass of the dazed woman sitting there with the tip of my shoe, hurrying her along.
"Auntie. No time for this. We need to leave—get dressed."
Only then did Auntie snap out of it. She scrambled into her clothes without even thinking about cleaning the load of cum still packed inside her pussy.
But even fully dressed, she hesitated at the stall door.
Of course she did. This was the park inside her own apartment complex. There was a real chance she knew the guard who'd just stopped by.
"Want me to go out first, check the area, and chase him off if he's still near the building?"
At my offer, Auntie Saea nodded over and over with a look of pure desperate hope. Every time she looked at me like that, she was almost painfully adorable.
"In exchange—don't dig out the cum I gave you today. Leave it until it drips out on its own."
"Th-then what if I get pregnant?"
"That's for you to handle, Auntie. Don't tell me you planned to do nothing after taking a creampie like that yesterday?"
"Well… if you get pregnant, I'll take responsibility. Do it if you want. I'm not putting a condom on to fuck a slave."
Auntie stared at me like I was genuinely insane.
"You… you're really crazy, aren't you?"
"So? Yes or no? If the guard finds out you're a resident here, Auntie's daily life is going to get pretty entertaining."
A brief silence. Then Auntie quietly nodded.
I gave her cheek a couple of light pats, then stepped out of the restroom first.
The security guard leaning against the outer wall with his arms folded looked at me and asked,
"What about the other person?"
"We're done, so you can go. Sticking around any longer doesn't look great for you either, does it?"
The short, chubby guard—maybe a hundred sixty-five centimeters—seemed cowed by the tone. He muttered an acknowledgment and walked away from the restroom.
Haa, I get that working late is rough, but…
Once I confirmed he was well out of sight, I went back for Auntie, slid an arm around her shoulders, and tucked her face and upper body inside the jacket I was wearing.
"Huh?"
"I already sent him off, but just in case—we stay like this until we're out of the park."
Pressed tightly together, we left the park and only stopped walking at the entrance to Auntie's apartment building.
"Don't forget. If you just leave it alone, it'll keep leaking until at least lunch tomorrow—I'll be able to tell every time you send me photo proof. Don't even think about trying to fake it."
At first Auntie only looked confused by the sudden remark. Then, realizing I was talking about the cum still filling her pussy, her face went scarlet in an instant.
Flustered, she started shoving at my back.
"…A-all right already. Just go. What if Seoa happens to see?"
She really seemed to believe Seoa might spot us; even as she pushed me, she kept glancing up toward the apartments above.
"Oh, and today write a post with flesh toilet as the theme. Upload it around lunch tomorrow. Get my approval on it in the morning."
"I got it, so just hurry…"
"Sure—I had fun today."
I turned and started walking. Then, soft enough that I almost thought I'd misheard, Auntie's voice reached me.
"Th… thank you."
Huh? What?
After that I grabbed a taxi and headed home as fast as I could.
The high wall made it hard to be sure, but luckily every light inside the house seemed to be off.
I slipped quietly through the gate and in through the front door—
"You. Are you dating Cha Seoa?"
From the pitch-black darkness came Lisa noona's voice, cold and flat.