Tru Potential - Sex Stories

Tru Potential

... stood there, staring at nothing, until the vibration between her legs started up again, but this time it felt different - something had changed. It wasn't vibrating this time as she first thought - it was MOVING.

"Holy fuck what is this thing?" she muttered under her breath. For an instant, before she could control her thoughts, her mind went somewhere she didn't expect. "I gotta get me one of these after this nightmare is over." She was near the bathrooms in this section of the hall, so made a beeline for the door. "Excuse me" she said quickly as she moved past a group of PowerPuff Girls who had just come out of the door.

She made it to the stall and closed the door, and stood there, leaning her forehead against the coolness of the door as the vibrator-turned-thrusting toy moved up and down inside her, alternately filling her pussy with its size and pushing up against her cervix in the most amazing and terrifying way. "God I hate that this feels so fucking GOOD" she muttered under her breath, and then the vibrations started up again, but the thrusting didn't stop. "Ooooooohhhh mmmmmyyyyyyy Gooooood" she came almost instantly, her knees buckling and making her sit down hard, making her tits bounce in a way that she was sure would make her fans turn to jelly. She sat there, pussy vibrating and pulsing, nipples turning into small hard nuggets as the heat there started again as well. 'I can do this, I can do this, I'll get through this' she thought to herself, using it ...

... as a mantra to avoid succumbing to it all and crying out oud in the small bathroom stall.

Suddenly she hears a noise from a couple stalls down from hers and clamps her hand over her mouth - 'oh my God I'm not alone - how much had the woman heard?' she thought, sudden panic overpowering the power of what was going on inside her.

Sitting silently, letting the waves of orgasm flow through her to a stop, she puts her knuckles into her mouth and firmly bites down to stifle the moans. In the silence, she hears the woman shuffle her feet, and what sounds like a sniffle, as if she had been crying moments before. The vibration in her swollen pussy slows down and comes to a stop, and she breathes a soft sigh of relief, shuffling her own feet slightly on the tiled floor to cover the sound of her relaxing breathing. She sits there, waiting, not knowing what to do next. After a few minutes, she starts to wonder if she heard anything at all. Was her imagination playing tricks after a few hours of what she had been going through?

Enough is enough, she decides, and stands up, quietly opening the door and easing out into the open area of the bathroom. Before she can turn to go towards the exit, she looks in the direction she heard the other woman and there, standing in front of an open stall door, is the Pikachu woman from the line. Their eyes lock, neither moving for what seemed like a very long time.

"Oh! It's you." The blond cosplayer says, eyes wide in what could only be fear. ...