****** Piggy Eyes by red sugar ******
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Piggy Eyes


With God as my waitress, this frivolous spending will stop. Ever since they
built this shopping mega-mall next to the place I work, filled with eating
conveniences and young girls to eye up, I've ended up spending more than I earn
on fucking impulse buys. I hate this place. Plastic tack, shiny, superficial
and full of filthy degenerates.

So far it had been a pretty typical day. I had come down on my lunch break from
the office, tried to chat up the attractive assistant in the sporting goods
store and ended up buying a flashy sports utility watch that I couldn't really
afford. Now I was sitting on one of one of their many rest benches, eating a
dry ham salad baguette and checking out what women were on offer. I had been
particularly looking forward to this week because it was half term in the
schools, and the place would be full of the naughty little nymphets of their
holidays.

As nothing much had happened, I wondered whether I should go and hang about the
lingerie department of one of the large clothes shops. Act as if I was looking
to buy something for the wife. Then all of a sudden two little Japanese girls
sit down together on the bench opposite me. Both were profoundly gorgeous,
looked as if they were school girls, about 13 or 14. Then again the Japanese
always look younger than they actually are. Both wore tantalisingly short
skirts and brothel creepers. One had white socks, the other light blue. One
wore a green t-shirt with a cartoon drawing, the other a white blouse with
small red and yellow flowers. They were fully accessorised with brightly
coloured bangles, children's watches and little plastic shoulder bags. Both
wore lipstick and light eye shadow, one girl's hair was worn straight the
other's in plats. I could see their little perky breasts sticking through their
tops, if they were wearing bras they didn't need them. I could tell they had
perfect little firm bodies. And their eyes. I love their eyes, I could fuck
them in their little fuckin' slitty eyes. I pictured the two of them butt
naked, getting it on. One sitting on the other's face. Her small black pussy
hairs brushing against the other's lips, picking up small traces of lipstick.
Delicately splitting the pussy lips open with her tongue, and slithering it up
her tight little hole. The sweet honey just oozing. Nipples hard, snatches wet
and smelly. Their little buttocks cheeks quivering with excitement as they pop
each other's little cherries.

I could feel my cock getting hard in my pants. The two girls giggled at some
private joke, the dirty little vixens. I bet they know exactly what they do to
men like me, the little prick teases. I bent down, pretending to tie my shoe
laces, in order that I could see up their skirts. One had her knees together
blocking the good stuff, but the pigtailed one was giving a good view. She was
wearing the little cotton panties I was hoping for, or I at least gave this
presumption the benefit of the doubt. I couldn't tell if they were pink, or
white that reflected the red skirt. I decided that they were white, and wet.
Moist from the excitement of sitting next to her little lesbian lover.

I was suddenly taken over by an overwhelming need to pee. I got up and as I
passed my schoolgirls I winked. As they turned their noses up I could tell they
wanted me.

One good thing about this mall is the toilets, extraordinary clean and
spacious. Six stalls and a communal urinal, large enough to fit 10 people. I
found myself alone, pissing against the urinal's smooth white surface, trying
not to splash myself. I shook the last few drops from the tip of my dick. As I
handled myself, an image of the straight haired Japanese girl popped into my
head. Earlier she had her knees together because she wasn't wearing any panties
at all. Now she's standing over me, flashing her thick bush and peeing into my
mouth, I'm swallowing all I can but it dribbles out of my mouth, runs down my
belly, droplets get caught in my pubic hair. My cock has become stiff in my
hand.

I am brought back to reality by the sound of heavy breathing. I look around
discreetly to see a man standing right up close next to me in the urinal. This
is unusual washroom etiquette, normally if there is another man or men at the
urinal one tends to leave a respectable distance between them and yourself,
even if you know them, and this man's shoulder was practically brushing against
mine.

He looked about 10 years older than me and a good 3 inches shorter, dark hair,
greying at the sides, thinning on top. He wore a dark grey suit, similar to the
one I was wearing but slightly more expensive looking. What was most
distinctive about him though were his piggy little eyes. He face looked bloated
and right in the centre were this pair of tiny little beady eyes. looking at
his piggy little eyes made me realise he was staring down directly at my cock,
which was still semi-erect, another unwritten rule of forbidden washroom
etiquette.

I was feeling somewhat uneasy. Remembering that I had stopped peeing some time
ago, I thought it best if I just zipped my pants and left as quickly as
possible. But before I could put this plan into action the stranger had
suddenly taken hold of my cock. I stood in state of motionless horror, not
knowing what to do. He started squeezing at the base of the head and worked my
foreskin down. Still staring down expressionless he began jerking me off at a
furious pace. To my surprise I wasn't finding it displeasurable. I mean he was
no Japanese lesbian schoolgirl, but he seemed to know what he was doing. I
glanced down to see he was wanking his own huge member off at the same time. I
wondered whether I should take it off his hands out of politeness, but decided
to just continue staring blankly at the tiled wall in front of me. I could feel
myself approaching orgasm. I was becoming sweaty, the underarms of my shirt
were starting to stick. I bit my lip and prepared to explode.

Suddenly there came the noise of the door opening behind me and a third man
walked up to the urinal. The stranger had released my cock and was acting as if
nothing had been going on. The new man began to pee, whilst I tried to conceal
my erection. I could feel the man next to me staring at this new guy. Now, I
thought to myself, would probably be a good time to get out. But the orgasm
suspended at the end of my cock clouded my better judgement. The new man
finished peeing, and having looked at either of us once, left.

The man next to me once again started staring at me with his piggy little eyes.
This time he took my hand, leading me into one of the stalls. Duly I complied,
deciding it would be best to just allow him to take charge. Once in the stall
he bolted the door, then just stared at me for a good five minutes. The
cubicle, though small, seemed to easily accommodate two grown men.

The stranger dropped to his knees, aligned with my crotch. My cock was still as
hard as it had been before we were interrupted and was protruding from my
pants. He swallowed it whole, began sucking it as viciously as when he had
tugged it before. His teeth scraped occasionally against the head and it wasn't
long before I felt like I was going to explode again. I wondered if he was
going to swallow, or pull off like most of the girls I had known did. I figured
if he had already gone this far he wasn't about to stop. I peered down and met
the gaze of the pig eyes, intensively staring back up. My knees trembled and I
had to regain my balance. I took hold of his head and pushed it into my crotch
as my dick gave one last almighty throb. I heard myself grunt, my throat
constricted and the deed had been done. I felt faint as my cock became limp and
sat down on the toilet. The man stood up and spat a pool of my yellow, white
cream next to the door. Before I had time to properly catch my breath he had
picked me off the toilet and spun me round, so that I was bent over the bowl,
he spread my legs by kicking my feet to either side. He pulled my trousers down
and stroked my right buttock cheek. I could feel his hard cock resting in the
crack. It felt huge 9/10" and thick. He put it in my ass, and worked it up. If
it hadn't been for the fact that I had stuck dildos up my ass before during
masturbation, I swear the hole would have just torn open. However, nothing I
had ever used before had been this big, and it was starting to get painful. I
gritted my teeth and attempted to find pleasure. His cock slid up until it
reached the top. He withdrew it a fraction and rammed it back in. Again and
again, each time my whole body shook and I felt like screaming, I kept quiet.
It seemed to go on forever, each thrust hurting more than the last. My eyes
were watering, tears streaming down my red face. My cock was starting to get
hard again. The stranger suddenly paused, I felt his cock swell inside of me
and my asshole fill wall to wall with his goo. Seconds later he whipped it out
and feeling started to return to my numb behind, the feeling was excruciating
pain. I turned to sit my violated asshole on the toilet, looking up at the man,
for once I didn't find him staring back.

"So!" I said abruptly, trying to make some sense of it all.

As soon as the words had left my lips, I felt the pain transfer from my ass to
my face as the strangers fist collided with my jaw, knocking me to the floor. I
recuperated to my feet just in time to witness him extract a pen from his suit
pocket. Before I could defend myself he had stabbed it into my left eye. This
pain made that of the buggery feel like a candy floss treat. I put my hand to
my eye, the blood seeped through my fingers. I then received another blow, this
time to my stomach. I doubled over and fell to the floor, landing in the pool
of spit and spunk at the door. The pain was starting to make me pass out. I
dared to looked up with my one functional eye. The stranger had vanished as
swiftly as he had appeared.

There I lay on the cold bathroom floor, loosing consciousness in a pool of my
own semen, my attackers spit and piss from various origins. Blood and saliva
running down my face. My eye! It was the most intense pain, I figured, I would
ever experience in my life, I wondered whether I should try and savour the
moment. I could feel his semen trickling down from my asshole. My eye burnt, my
head spun. My eye! My eye! My beautiful eye!

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