This choice: "How about a quickie in the ladies?" • Go Back... BANG
As the door flew open and crashed into the stall wall you stumbled in backwards with Steph striding in after you, closing the door gently behind her and flicking the latch shut.
"Sex in the stalls" purred Steph with an eye roll as she kicked off her shoes, dropping a couple of inches closer to the floor without her heels "we better not miss our flight because of this."
You could only shake your head in response, your concentration shot as you looked over your wife as she teasingly lifted her sweater up and grabbed it between her teeth, exposing her swelling belly and well developed chest.
Well versed in how you both liked things you quickly removed your own shirt before sliding your jeans down just enough to expose yourself which ilicited a swooning gaze from Steph as she slid her own jeans off completely, struggling as the tight denim clung to her thighs.
"Ready babe?" you ask, barely resisting as you grab at your wife's hips drawing her closer.
"Oh yeah" she teased before stepping up on the toilet bowl either side of you before dropping down gently allowing you to slide into her smoothly causing you both to moan far too audibly for a public scenario.
"Gonna have to be quieter than that babe" declared Steph as she bit her lip, grinding hard against you causing the porcelain to creak under your combined weight.
With your chin rhythmically being submerged between perky breasts you held you tongue as best you could, hips rising in the process causing Steph to groan louder.
"Urgh god, such a big boy already" she moaned, leaning away to adjust the angle clamping a hand over her own mouth to silence her whelps.
Whilst leaning back she deftly grabbed her handbag and sat it on the toilet roll holder.
"Feed me babe" pleaded Steph going gooey eyed as she spoke, grabbing your shoulders in the process as her hair bounced against her back and around her sides.
You look confused at the request given your placement but Steph was already one step ahead as she nudged her bag with a shoulder, bouncing more rapidly on your lap as she did.
In short juddering advances you reached for the bag and peered inside to see it crammed full of twinkies, a revelation that caused Steph to smirk as she kept grinding shifting a hand onto your knee, keeping one free to rub her soft stomach as she anticipated the feeding.
Dutiful as ever you unwrap the first cake and put it to Steph's lips who longingly bit the end off, moaning as her mouth filled with cream and she changed her motion into a wider hip swing.
Geeing each other on with your actions you continue to post twinkies into your wife's waiting maw as she kept grinding against you, your lap becoming wet with the sweat of your clamouring embrace.
"Urgh babe, I can't hold much..."
As Steph started to speak the communal door to the bathroom opened up and the sound of someone talking on a phone penetrated the relative silence.
Throwing a finger against her cream covered lips, Steph teasingly hushed you as she reached into her handbag and produced a handful of cakes which she quietly unwrapped, placing the cakes on her chest and your lap to hold them.
Then one as a time she crammed two into her mouth in a glaring display of gag reflex before posting another into your mouth to silence any ideas you may have had to give the game away intentionally or not.
Chewing slowly and deliberately Steph stroked her belly that already looked a little more bloated from the number of cakes she had downed and moved your hands onto the warm surface causing her eyes to roll, her mouth too full to moan.
The sound of a flushing toilet echoed around the bathroom as the newly weds kept stuffing cakes into each others mouths by means of keeping quiet (and feeding each other senseless) before finally the external door swung shut, slamming in the frame.
Steph swallowed hard which was a sight all on its own before grinding her warm belly against you.
"That was a close one huh?" she teased, licking your cheek before dropping a full lipped kiss on the same cheek "we gonna finish this up then?"
That required no answer.
*****
"Sweet Jesus" panted Steph as she collapsed against your chest, hair deshevelled and sweating from the intense passion you'd just shared.
"I know right?" you pant back wrapping an arm around her shoulder with the other going to the side of her stomach, delicately tracing the curve of her bulging middle.
The redhead moaned again at your touch and shivered as she awkwardly pulled her sweater down.
"Well I think this is a pretty good way to start a honeymoon."
"Certainly is" you announce as you shift awkwardly on the seat, the cheap plastic deadening your legs after being ridden so firmly.
"Wanna know a secret babe?" asked Steph as she lolled off you lap, head resting against the cubicle wall.
"What's that?" you ask curiously, cupping her bubble butt in one hand.
Steph leaned in slowly, whispering at the point that her breath felt warm against your ear.
"I wanna be too fat to do this REAL soon."
Eyes locking you both blush a little, minds racing as you imagined the other too fat to have sex in a toilet cubicle.
"Anyway..." announced Steph, delicately hopping off you lap with a jiggle throughout her body as she hooked up her skinny jeans to put them back on.
You also stood up and rebuttoned your jeans before scooping up your shirt just as Steph stepped back into her heels.
"Ready lover boy?" she asked with a melting look of allure in her emerald eyes.
"After you Mrs Feeder" you respond with a smirk, slapping her ass as she turned to open the door.
Flicking it open Steph looked back in faux shock as her bum continued to bounce before striding out into the public bathroom, straightening herself out in the process.
Suitably straightened, she promptly dipped into her handbag and fished out a lone twinkie and delicately took a bite out of it causing her soft cheeks to puff as cream smeared her lips again.
'Damn my wife is amazing' you thought as you slunk out behind her, making sure nobody was around to see you sneak out of the women's bathroom after the smoking redhead that was already looking fit to burst out of her skinny jeans.
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