Blackdoor Bathroom (futa on male)

Hello! I've spent an awful lot of time lurking here so I decided to try and, uh, you know... "give back." I can't get enough of futa on male so... that's what's going on in this story. I've never really written erotica/porn before, fyi. The first part has no penetration in it... the rest of it will be all penetration.

Oh and uhhh... I dunno why I feel like I need to point this out but there's unrealistically sized... penises in the story. So naturally some things happen that would normally cause... life ending organ damage. That does not happen though and I make no attempt to explain why not. You know, cartoon physics. :p

“Let’s fuck,” she said as she smiled at me.

I snickered slightly, and averted my eyes. Slick, I thought. I’m not exactly used to women I just met being so… forward. I was already shy around attractive women, it didn’t help that this one had been eyeing me since I entered the bar. She was tall, almost as tall as I was, which made her an inch or two less than six feet. She had long, wavy black hair and deep, dark eyes. I have to admit to have not looked down at her body since she made her way to my part of the bar. I like to think of myself as some sort of a gentleman and didn’t want to get caught checking her out in the first few minutes.

I cracked a lame, awkward joke about her being “subtle.” She didn’t laugh, no one with a sense of humor would, but her grin grew wider. Her teeth illuminated by the bar’s black lights, giving them an ominous quality I could have done without.

“C’mon, let’s go to the Bathroom.” She gently brushed my shoulder. I let out another set of exasperated laughs/gasps. I think she just enjoyed watching me squirm. I had more experience with geeky girls. You know, ones on the same playing field as I was. Normally, I wouldn’t be caught dead in a bar like this. Black lights and hipsters, that kind of scene. I, however, was extremely cheap when it came to getting drunk and there was some kind of Open Bar promotion so I figured “What the hell?”

“Do you not want to?” She spoke slowly and sexually. I smiled bashfully and made my big move: I lightly touched the top of her hand. I’m a real playboy, right? That was all she needed, however, and she grabbed my hand and we began to walk. My legs wobbled underneath me, partially from the drink and partially from the fact that I couldn’t believe this was happening. It felt surreal. She was in front of me so I took this moment to check out her body. Which, of course, was fucking incredible. She was wearing a long, form-fitting dress showing off her perfect hourglass figure. She wiggled her ass as she walked. It was big, but not too big. I realized she was showing it off when she turned around to check on me. She smiled seductively. Music blared in my ears as she led me past a line fo