But it was awfully hot. Taylor shook her head. Why did these terrible things make her feel this way? She wondered as she stood there for a long moment. Why couldn’t she just find a nice guy to love and live happily ever after with? Almost as soon as she asked herself that question a better one occurred to her though: where can I find a place to cum again before I explode?
After considering where she was and where she definitely couldn’t find some privacy there turned out to be only one answer, and she marched off to the showers for this floor at the end of the hall. She didn’t care that she didn’t have a towel or her toiletries bag. All that mattered was that she could steal a stall, strip off these clothes and relieve herself from this terrible ache. She realized that doing this was completely out of character for her, but that was true about almost everything that had happened to her today. Normally she’d wait until Sara was passed out, or out at a party to finger her pussy quietly in bed, but as she stripped down in the cramped shower stall and set her clothes and her bag on the bench out of the spray, she had two fingers inside of her before the water had even warmed up.
Taylor didn’t care about the shower. She wasn’t here to get clean. She’d probably never feel clean again after what Kevin had done to her today, but that didn’t matter. All that mattered was how hot it felt to play with her sore little pussy using a man’s cum as lube while she tried desperately to make herself cum again. In the back of her mind she knew it was dangerous. She knew that every orgasm sucked more dangerous sperm inside of her womb and that no matter how much had already dripped out of her millions remained behind if he hadn’t really gotten snipped. She didn’t care though. She didn’t care about the fact that a liar like him might knock her up, or the fact that any of the other girls in this bathroom could hear exactly what she was doing if she wasn’t careful. All she cared about was her desperate desire to cum, and with her right middle and ring fingers shoved inside her as deeply as she could force them, it didn’t take long to do exactly that.
For the second time in the last hour Taylor saw stars, but this time there was no one to hold her upright and as she melted beneath the onslaught, she eventually ended up on her knees beneath the hot spray of the shower. She didn’t owe Sara the truth. The only person that Taylor owed anything was herself. She owed herself an awful lot of pleasure if she was going to make up for all the lost time that had been wasted in her quiet little life so far, and starting tomorrow that was exactly what she was going to do.