I tensed up as I heard him walk towards my exposed breast in the next stall to us. A few seconds pause before I felt his soft hand touch it cautiously.

I looked at the tramp…his grin was wider than I had ever seen it…he knew that my tit was being touched. The hand next door became a little braver and started to squeeze and mould my hanging boob…pulling on the nipple…squeezing the fleshy orb.

The tramp leaned forward and whispered into my ears. “What’s he doing?”

“You know fine well what he doing” I whispered back

“Like that missy…like ya tittie being mauled by an unknown hand?”

I didn’t have to answer him…the soft low moan from my lips told him that I did.

The tramp grabbed me by my right tit and started to paw it…he was not as gentle as he took my nipple and pulled on it…hard…my moans were becoming more audible.

The contrast between the gentle smooth caressing of my left breast against the rough hard treatment of my right one was indescribable...I was starting to moan louder not caring now if I was heard or seen.

 With each passing minute my right breast was being abused more harshly whilst my left tit was being gently caressed and now kissed and suckled.

The tramp shuffled a little adjusting our positions with me still planted upon his lap…his cock still firmly being gripped by my cunt.

He stooped a little and took my teat between his teeth and started to chew merciless on the soft tissues of my lily white orb, the coarse hair of his beard making my senses all the more alert.

I was becoming dizzy with the pain pleasure that my tits were receiving. I reached down with my right hand and started to rub my engorged clit.

My right nipple felt as if it was going to be bitten off…but that just made me groan all the louder. One hand was gently expressing my left breast as the mouth of the clean shaven face the other side of the wall was gently suckling as if it were a baby trying to get its breast milk.

I felt the teeth on my right nipple ease its grip which made my nipple all the tenderer as the blood rushed back into the damaged tissue. It was a short lived relief as the teeth once more found a new fresh piece of tit to chew and bruise.

This barrage of pleasure and pain continued for what must have been five minutes…I don’t think any part of my right tit was left without having had a set of teeth clamped firmly on it….it was throbbing. The tramp was now just content in squeezing and pulling my aching tit.

Without warning the gentle sucking on my right breast stopped, followed a few seconds later by the groans of the man the other side of the partition as I felt the splashes of warm semen hit and gently flow down my left breast.

My climax was not long in coming.

We heard the man’s zipper being pulled up and hasty foot steps took him away from the stall and the toilets.

I pulled away from the wall and my right tit came back through. It was covered in fresh spunk.

“Lick it of missy…ya know ya love the taste of cum”

I looked down and slowly raised the breast to my mouth.

As my tongue scooped up the cum my cunt was once again starting that familiar itch. My breast was clean and with my nipple hard and throbbing by the time I let my breast go.

I started to get up of the tramps legs and he told me to stay as I was…he wanted another piss.

I heard the unmistakable sound of a plop as it hit the dirty water in the bowl.

“Are you…are you...”

I heard another plop.

“What do ya think I am doing…giving birth to a fucking baby?”

“Ohhhhh myyyy goooood”

I heard another plop...then…”Hang on...think I am done”

My cunt was suddenly being filled with pee.

I just looked at him in disbelief.

When he had finished he pushed me off his lap …his cock plopping out along with yellow urine…it splashed all over his cock and balls.

He bent down to pull up his underpants.

“Are you not going to clean up first?”

“Ohh fuck I forgot…now what can I use…” He laughed knowing fine well there was no paper in the stall.

He looked around and saw my panties in the corner and before I could object he stooped down and wiped his dirty bottom with my silk panties. He also made sure his cock and testicles were dry from his piss.

He held his hand out with my soiled panties hanging from his grubby palm with a big toothy grin

“I can’t put those on...they are filthy.”

“Ohh I don’t know” with that he turned and bent over showing me his dirty hairy bottom and slowly dragged my silk panties between his crease…his middle finger pushing them into his bum hole slightly.

Turning back to me grinning … “Put them on missy…don’t want you to run around half dressed now do we?”

What was I thinking of when I reached out and took them from him and slid them over my feet and up my legs. I could see the yellow and brown stains on them as they slid up over me.

He started to pull up his pants, tying them with the coarse string before wrapping the button less coat about him.

He looked directly at me. “Couldn’t spare a couple of bucks for a drink now could ya missy?”

I shook my head at the audacity of the man…but nether the less I reached down and fished my purse out from under my clothes. I didn’t have much as I usually just use cards but I handed him £5. He kept his hand out until I eventually gave him all the money I had with me. He ended up with over £70 and some loose change.

“You got a pencil or something in there missy?”

I looked at him strangely…”I don’t think so”

He took my bag from me and rummaged through it until he held something up

“What’s this?”

“Eye liner pencil”

“That will do…what’s ya name missy?”

“Why?”

“Don’t bother…” He looked in my bag once more and took out some papers until “Oh nice”

I looked shocked but did nothing to stop him as he wrote upon the wall.

Handing back my mobile telephone bill and the pencil he smiled, turned, and left the toilets.

I don’t know what was wrong with me…I had just been used in the most disgusting way and still my cunt was looking for more. My hand was inside those dirty disgusting panties pulling on my engorged clit.

I consciously left the door open wide hoping for someone to come in and catch me what I was about to do. I wanted to be seen and to be used again as I bent to remove my panties so I could sit back on the toilet and masturbate. Stooping when my panties were half way down my legs I noticed the yellow pool of urine still on the toilet seat where he had run out from my pussy after he had pissed in it.

Don’t…don’t…I said to myself even as I knelt on the floor with my panties around my knees. My head lowered slowly with my tongue out as I moved closer towards that pungent yellow pool.

I closed my eyes when my tongue came into contact for the first time…initially not moving as it took in that acid taste before I slowly dragged my tongue through the dirty fluid.  The first run complete I opened my eyes to position my tongue for the second sweep…that’s when I noticed the three large turds floating in the bowl where he had not flushed them away. Strangely enough the smell from within the bowl was not that obnoxious. My tongue continued to lick the seat clean, my eyes not leaving the brown floaters with my mind fighting what depraved act I was contemplating doing. A battle I was slowly losing.

I was just about to reach into the bowl…

 “Ya filthy slut….not satisfied are ya…I was wondering whut was keeping ya.”

I shot around to look at tramp once more standing right behind me.

 I was mortified…bad enough I was caught with my face covered in yellow pee but very grateful that he had not come in thirty seconds later…I could not say anything.

In his hand he held a sting and what was tethered to the other end made me gasp. It was the largest mongrel dog I had ever seen.

I was just about to rise from my stooped position…”don’t ya bother missy...stay whur ya are…I have another treat for ya”

I looked at him questioning.

“Found this here mutt trying to mount a bitch that was having nothing to do wi it… so thought you could help him out”

I grew even more puzzled…what the hell is he talking about?

The dog came forward and licked my bottom…I let out a small gasp of surprise mixed with a no of disapproval. Another two licks.

As if reading my mind the tramp spoke

“Must be smelling that cunt of yours”

I looked at the tramp with shock.

I saw the tramp look down at the dog’s rear end and then back up at me…

“Yep...smells ya cunt alright….better get up unless ya wanna be mounted by him”

“What...what are you talking about?”

The dog suddenly jumped placing his two front paws up on my back. I immediately raised my body throwing the dog back down.

“Sit…”  The tramp spoke with a command to his voice that the dog accepted and sat down with his head not turning away from my bottom.

“Smells ya cunt right enough…look at him”

I glared at the tramp and then down at the mongrel who was panting with his nose just short of my coat.

I looked again at the panting hound…“Oh my goooooddddd” The dogs pink cock was poking straight out of its furry sheath

“Yep smells ya cunt right enough”

“Get them panties off and spread ya legs”

I should have said no…my senses were saying no…my hands and legs were doing what was asked of me

 “Go…lick spud…lick her good”

Why I didn’t object I don’t know...all that crossed my mind was … Spud…spud…is it his dog…he looks to clean and well groomed to be his.”  Thankfully the dog just looked up at the tramp as he spoke the words.

 “Gonna teach this dog a new trick”

“Hunt the cunt” He said...and as he did he pushed Spuds head towards my naked cunt.

I gasped when Spuds tongue rasped against tender soft skin

I felt that electric shock surge through me.

Spud lashed out with his tongue again.

“Back down” the tramp barked and pulled spuds head away from my cunt.

He waited a few moments before... “Hunt the cunt”…he pushed spuds head back to my cunt…and once again shock waves rushed through my body. He allowed spud a few licks before “Back down” pulling spud away from me.

This was repeated three or four times by which time I was almost begging the tramp not to say the words back down.

“Hunt the Cunt”…this time the tramp did not push Spuds head forward…spud did it of his own accord.

“Back down”…spuds tongue stayed licking my cunt until “Back down” was repeated this time pulling spud away whilst giving the dog a warning slap.

The next couple of commands Spud did as he was told without being reminded.

 “Sit down on the bowl and spread ya legs…let the dog get a good munch at ya”

I did as he asked…it was disgusting…dirty…but I was disgusting dirty…and I was aroused like I have never been aroused.

I sat waiting while the tramp once again took out his now erect cock and slowly started to masturbate.

I waited...and waited…pleading him with my eyes to say the words.

He just smiled as he continued to masturbate.

“Please…” I spoke quietly to him

“Well what ya waiting for missy…the dog ain’t going to do it unless he is told”

I looked at him quizzically, down at spud and back up to him. “You …you mean me…I have to say”

“Well it ain’t me that wants their cunt licked?”

I gulped…spread my legs wider…if that was possible and looked at Spud. “Hunt the cunt”…it was a whisper…I hardly heard it… “HUNT THE CUNT” I almost shouted the next time

Immediately Spud lunged forward licking my gaping cunt. I had never felt so much pleasure. I had never even had a man kiss me down there and there I was letting a dog lick me to orgasmic pleasure.

I threw my head back as the dogs tongue tried to burrow its way deep inside my cunt.

Lick after lick I was being carried away on a wave of gratification…I started to squeeze my already aching breasts…pulling on them hurting them. I heard in the distance those dreaded words…I let out a cry of despair when spud withdrew his tongue from deep inside of me.

“Hu…”

“Don’t…” The tramp shouted…”Don’t you give that command after I have given another”

I looked sheepish, hurt, disappointed...but stayed silent.

The tramps cock was hard and he was still stroking it…I could see he was more than aroused.

“Time for some cock sucking”

I gulped and nodded and leaned forward closer to the tramps cock.

“Think we want ya on the floor missy…” He pulled Spud away back out of the stall. I looked at the tramp in puzzlement.

“Get ya ass on the floor…sit just in front of the bowl and spread ya legs wide.”

I did as he asked and with him still holding Spud away from me he clambered over sitting with his legs astride the bowl.

I twisted my head around looking confused…I couldn’t suck his cock from this position.

He pulled and pushed Spud around until Spud was standing between my parted legs.

From under Spuds chest and head I looked up at the tramp still confused as there was no way I could suck the tramps cock.

“Shoulders” The tramp called…and at the same time he let go of the lead and leant down grasping Spuds ankles he raised him up on his hind legs and right over my head.

I was now staring at Spuds red penis.

I realised what was going to happen.

“Now what command shall we use…and when I say it its not the dog I want to obey “he laughed

“Nooo…I can’t...won’t…it’s...”

“Hey...whats fairs fair…he licked you”

I could not take my eyes of Spuds cock…it looked funny…not like a man’s…kind of long…skinny…pointed…red…and oh my god…he spurted …he is cumming….”HES CUMMING” I shouted in panic.

“Its just lubrication ….girl ya sure are ignorant…but don’t waste it…get ya mouth onto that cock”

“Nooo…”

I felt the hot clear liquid hit me on my chest.

“LICK THE DICK” with that he raised his bottom off the seat pushing my head forward towards the dogs cock just as it spurted another warm shot of fluid.

It hit me on the chin

“Lick the dick” he spoke again

Once again my mind was shouting no when my body was doing yes…my head raised and I took Spuds cock into my mouth.

It tasted different…dry and yet wet…much warmer than the tramps.

I gently sucked not knowing how to suck a dogs cock…not that I know how to suck a man’s cock as it was a cock that was fucking my mouth earlier…not me sucking a cock.

Soon I was getting the hang of it. The hot clear liquid tasted sweeter than cum and a lot sweeter than the piss I had tasted. I swallowed as the dog started to get into a rhythm as it to started to hump my head.

“Better grab just behind that growing ball there if ya don’t wanna choke to death…don’t want his knot lodging down ya throat”

Ball…Knot…what the hell is he talking about. I strained and used my hand and found what he must have been talking about and gently squeezed…Spud yelped and jerked…

“Don’t squeeze that ball ya stupid bitch…gently squeeze just at the back of it.”

Spud got back into the rhythm of fucking my mouth again as I found the right place to squeeze with a little guidance from the tramp.

Spud was starting to hump my face…I was having trouble holding him. My head was hitting the back of the bowl as his thrusts became more forceful.

The tramp groaned and I felt hot liquid spurt over my head and land on my upper face and head… he was shooting his cum over my head, which only spurred my free hand to attack my hungry cunt with passion.

Spud suddenly stopped thrusting but lunged holding himself still before pulling back lunging again. I was not sure if it was him or his cock that was lunging but with each lunge, a spurt of a slightly thicker different tasting hot liquid was being pumped into my mouth.

I was now at my lowest degrading position I have ever been in and yet I was just about to have the biggest cum in my life. I was on the dirty floor of a man’s toilet with a dog spurting his cum down my throat and a tramp having just shot a load of semen over my head.

I must have passed out as my climax over powered me, for the next thing I knew I was lying on the floor with the tramp standing over me as Spud sitting down next to me licking my face…I turned away from his tongue and rose to a sitting position.

“Well that was a biggie for you missy…”

It was then that I noticed the silver disc that had ‘Spud’ etched on it with a telephone number below it...so it was not his dog. I held spuds head still as I looked around at the tramp…standing there with his cock flaccid but still hanging out.

“Well thank the mutt for giving you his doggie seed”

I looked at him with a questioning glance.

 “You bitches always want to hug and kiss after you have just been fucked so now thank the mutt and give him a kiss”

My eyes widened in amazement...I looked at spud then back at the tramp then back to the dog whose head I still held…its mouth open with that long brown tongue hanging out.

At that exact moment that’s just what I wanted to do…thank the person…thing…that had given me the biggest orgasm of my life.

I released Spuds head that immediately started to lick my face, this time I turned into his tongue opening my mouth and let him push his tongue between my lips. I gently sucked his tongue as if French kissing him. He seemed to enjoy it…all I knew this was degrading but I just felt it right…that dog deserved to be thanked.

I finally pushed spud’s head away from mine, patting him and rubbing his head as I rose to my feet. Spud when released turned and sped out of the toilets…

“Give me ya pencil agin”

I looked at him but did not question it as fished it out from my bag and handed it to him.

He scrawled under the previous scribble…

I gasped.

I reached down to get my clothes to get dressed…lifting my bra first I was just about to put it on when I was pushed aside.

Gimmi ya bra”

I handed it to him automatically without question. He felt the fine soft lacy material, holding it to his face he sniffed it, and then to my utter amazement he held them over the bowl and started to pee on them…soon the bra was soaking with his yellow liquid, splashing on the toilet seat as it ran through the fine fabric. When the flow of piss had stopped, he wiped his cock before handing them to me with piss still dripping from it.

He nodded at me indicating what he wanted me to do…

I slipped the warm wet bra on with rivulets of yellow urine flowing down my naked body. My nipples were hard and could be easily seen through the now transparent lace.

I lifted the stained panties and slipped them up over my legs and bottom.

I stooped down to get my skirt…the tramp took it from my hand. “And the jumper”

I bent and handed him that. “These will do for Susie”

“Wha…what do you mean…I need them…”

“Think ya self lucky that ya coat is not a good warm un or else ya would be without that as well…oh and next time ya come here looking for a bit o cock make sure ya cunt is shaven as clean as a baby’s ass.” With that the tramp turned and left me standing there in my soiled undies.

I looked over at the cracked mirror. I was a mess. I stooped to pick up my now quite soiled coat and put that over my semi naked body…my bra and panties now starting to feel more than uncomfortable.

As I lay soaking in the bath I was grateful that I had only passed a few people on the way home, and mercifully they were not known to me. The afternoon events were replayed over and over in my mind as I lay in the warm soapy water. I don’t know how I could have allowed myself to be so degraded.

As each disgusting act was rerun in my mind I somehow couldn’t stop my hand from playing with my bruised right breast…twisting it, squeezing it...making me wince in pain. I watched my other hand reach out as if it were not mine at all but some other hand that I could not control…it picked up the soiled panties and brought them to my face…I inhaled the pungent smell…pressing them hard so they covered my nose and mouth. I could do nothing to stop my mouth from opening and my tongue snake out and drag itself across the stain…

I was startled out of my daydream by my mobile ringing…I held the panties in one hand and answered the phone with the other…a number I did not recognise.

“That Diane?”

“Yes…who is this?”

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