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'' Molested at the parking lot ''

by tcs1963

It was a gay Saturday dayspring, and I had decided to take a nice long bike ride. I had been wanting to get some grooming in before the `` Breast Cancer awareness '' 20 K bike riding endurance contest.

School was out and it had been a moderately boring summertime recess so far, and the marathon was going to be a highlight for me this year.

So, I got my dad to do some maintenance on my old trustworthy 10-speed bike and threw on my hot pink hot-pants and matching sportsman bra, and set out on my adventure.

When I rounded the corner of Elm Street, I could see the movement of Rainbow green. I decided to hinge upon through and enjoy some of the scene. Thinking that even if I am training, I may as well try to enjoy the beautiful mint and the beautiful day.

turning onto the bicycle path I could experience the temperature change as the corner line blocked most of the sun. The cool air making my teen pap stiffen inside my plastered sportswoman bra. My old bicycle seat had been incessantly teasing my little cunny, due to my motility and the taut fit of my shorts.

As I whipped my bike down the flummox path, I kept thinking about my first intimate experience. My terpsichore teacher used to extend to me in the most intimate places during my private terpsichore example.

I was so young when it happened that I did n't translate the feelings she gave me, but now that I am almost eighteen I know she was actually grooming me. She never completely ravished my young body but her touch modality were thaumaturgy to a blossoming young girl.

Lately, those thoughts had become paramount in my onanism fantasies. Every time I rubbed my little kitty-cat I would imagine her showing me how much fun it could be to deliver sex with an older lesbian woman.

That was a few yr ago and me being almost eighteen now, learned to accept it for what it was. She had moved far away and I grew out of dance lesson. So I missed our private dance Sessions and all of the cover sexual fun we used to have together.

As I rode my wheel through the parking area, admiring the great scene and moderate weather, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the Lady restroom. Locking my bike onto the motorcycle rack I figured I would pee and have a tiny picayune break.

When I was walking to the door of the ladies way, I noticed this very pretty previous woman sitting on the Mungo Park bench across from the restroom. She gave me a wicked smile and went back to reading her book. I smiled back and continued into the building.

After entering the stall and sitting on the toilet, with my bike shorts and panties around my ankle, I could n't avail thought of the aphrodisiacal woman 's grin and what it meant. I let loose my stream thinking bad idea about the char outside on the terrace. `` Was she a Lesbian '' ? `` Would she ram or rape me '' ?

My thinking were getting me to a greater extent and Thomas More wake up and I was imagining her coming into the Lady room and ravishing my immature body, right there in the stand. But, to no avail, I had no such luck, so I wiped the urine droplets from my pussy lips and went back exterior.

I walked over to the Coke machine and purchased a can of soda, and then took a seat on the bench just opposite from the sexy smiling woman. Unknowingly, I was flirting, I know now.

My legs leisurely spread to gift her a break view of my tight short pulled into my incision. Then waving hello again, I started fidgeting in my rump, waving my legs open further while enjoying my soda.

After taking a few sips, I brought the can down inbetween my parted legs and settled it tight against my puss. All the piece I stared into the smiling lady 's middle as they followed my hand. As she watched me advertize the low temperature can into my cunny, I saw her mechanical press her hand to her lap.

I really did n't bang how to oppose to her flirting, but what I did make out was that I wanted this aphrodisiacal older cleaning lady to score me. Her gestures and aphrodisiac stares had my panties so moist they were stuck to my skin. My tight little teen pussy was literally trembling from the inside out.

So as she watched me intently, I casually pulled the leg of my drawers aside to render her my panty covered pussy. She pressed her hand to her lap even harder and I could see the cloth give under the weight of her hand.

Then I casually slipped my pantie aside to show her my bare pussy. I almost thought she would stand up and walk away in disgust, thinking that I 'm some kind of sex nut. But she did n't, she sat right there and watched me.

Just then, she got up and made her way towards the Mungo Park ladies way, that I had just left. Every few steps, she would ferment back to me and smile, using her index finger to give me the `` make out hither '' hand gesture.

I really did n't eff why she would beckon me, but I was determined and excited to find out. I was also very wannabee that she was as lots of a sex freak, as I am, and that she would require to film full advantage of me.

After she had disappeared from view and entered the building I stood up and followed her into the noblewoman way. Swinging my pelvis in a very concupiscent manner, signaling that I was truly interest in her as much as she was with me.

As I walked up to her, she looked at me and said, `` That 's a very pretty small pussy. Do you mind if I have a skinny looking ? ``

Without saying a unity word I pulled aside the leg of my underdrawers along with my panties, showing her my twat, up close. She knelt down and moved her face really close to me, sniffing my female person smell.

'' Does it feel sound when you touch it ? '' she looked up at me and asked,

All I could do was nod my promontory yes.

'' Would you mind letting me ghost your lovely little girl pussy ? '' she asked and almost before I could answer, I could palpate her fingers tracing a bloodline up and down my snatch, along with her hot breath.

'' It 's such a moist and pie-eyed footling pussy you have here, would you let me give it a sexy osculation, '' she said,

I just gave a lascivious suspiration and replied : `` Oh yes, please kiss my snatch, girl. ``

taking my hand, she led me to an abandon stall and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could feel her hands lowering my shorts and rolling down my scanty until they were hanging off my one articulatio talocruralis.

'' tend your pretty little hiney back against the paries and relax, and I 'll use my oral fissure and make love life to your pretty slit, Angel, '' she told me as she knelt down in front man of me on the wash room base and put her men on my internal thighs.

All I could call back of as I leaned back against the bulwark was my late dance instructor. She was the world-class soul to say that she thought I had a passably snatch. She always made me palpate so special during our secret lessons.

Looking down I saw the older lady breathe in my cunny fragrance before her hot knife went to work on teasing my labia. and with one long swipe, she stroked my all twat. It was such a rattling flavour it made my knees buckle.

Her tongue was stimulating my pussy much more than my digit ever could and I was savoring every present moment. Sucking on my slit lips like she was swallowing my soul.

Next, she parted my rim with her fingers and sucked on my clitoris until it swelled and stuck out of its punk. Her natural language was touching me in the most sinful ways, she had me almost squealing.

Then as I was finally getting used to her teasing clapper, she drew back her hand and slapped me right on my swollen button. The painfulness mix in with joy almost brought me to my knees. I was in convulsions, shaking with my pussy succus dripping down my taut thighs.

Then she plunged her tongue as far as she could deep into the cavity of my pussy and she started slapping my clit even harder, almost to the extent of a abominable spanking. Making me twist against the wall with pleasure and pain.

She continued to slap my oversensitive button, and she must have realized that I was enjoying it immensely. So she stopped tongue fucking my twat to say `` That 's a racy little twat and I think it deserves this spanking. '' with a big shit-eating grin on her face.

Then I squealed, `` Oh yes, Miss. Please, Spank my naughty pussy. ``

Much to the shock absorber of both of us a lady constabulary policeman that had been patrolling the park walked into the ladies room and had heard me as I begged her to spank my pussy

Walking up to our stall and opening the door she said : `` Yes, spank that muddy little trollop risque pussy. ``

Looking at her as she stepped into the stall, both of us gave a sigh of relief when the Lady officer told us not to stop and locked the toilet facility door so nobody else could walk in.

My new Quaker and current to tormenter continued her assault on my depress body and the policeman reached over and pinched and twisted my nipple. Then, I noticed the officer fall her trousers and state-issued plain cotton plant panty. Watching us roleplay she leaned against the wall and started to finger her own hairless cunt.

Reaching the plateau of no return I thought to myself that it was metre I let myself cum and the honest-to-goodness lady torturing me became even Thomas More relentless. All of us girls crammed into one booth must have been a very queer pot to behold.

The older dame that was licking and spanking my twat was lost in her manipulation of my cunt, and the ma'am constabulary officer with her clothes all jumbled at her metrical foot was fingering her juicy cunt, too. I just tried to stand there and be abused and molested at their whim.

pushing my pelvic arch off the rampart as far as I could to try and get my pervert twat even closer to the erstwhile lady 's mouthpiece. Feeding my teen cunny to her as best I could.

I watched as the lady officer came over and knelt down behind the older lady, grabbing her nightstick and rubbing it along her sopping wet twat.

The groan from the older lady when the baton slid into her puss was muffled because her case was buried in my slit. The dame officer was quite rough as she sawed in and out of her sloppy pussy.

Just then, I started my sexual climax splashing the erstwhile ladies face and shirt with my discharge. I squirted just as if I was urinating all over my two new friends.

I was mostly incoherent and could n't kibosh my orgasm, cumming uncontrollably. Having one climax after the former and squirming my ass all over the bathroom wall.

Without giving me a fortune to recover the lady officer pushed me onto the toilet, then straddled my lap and demanded I lick her pussy. She turned her head and spread her asscheeks and told the older lady to worship her asshole.

I timidly leaned in and licked her labia, I did n't really require to, but the lady officer grabbed my hair and pulled my facial expression to her kitty-cat. Try as I might, to become my brass away her tot up controller of my head kept me in place.

She screamed : `` slug my cunt you foul jade, and you ameliorate lick it honest or I 'm going to run you both into jail ''.

My clapper stretched out as far as I could and I nervously continued licking the officer 's sweaty pussy. The more I tasted her the more I was getting into it, and the hotter I was getting.

I could feel the tightfistedness of us in that small stall, with the sometime lady rimming her ass, as I licked her pussycat. Both of us working in unison to bring in the officer to a climax.

My tongue was exploring every little crevice of her twat and her moan were getting louder. When all at once I felt the older dame stretch between the officer 's legs and she slapped my clit again, just before she plunged a span of her finger into my hot pussy. She started all over to wildly feel make love my well-used cunny.

I did n't make out it at the clock time, but the older madam was sliding her other fingers into her own pussy. All three of us were moaning loudly together throughout the ladies room. Our efforts were culminating in all of us perverted ladies cumming together. The lady police officer was gushing just like me and her puss juice went right into my mouth.

It gushed out so fast that I could n't drink it all and it ran down my bureau and onto the base. But I did do my best to lap up her slit fresh.

Afterward, we all got dressed, and the older lady and the lady police officeholder tried to get me to meet them again, and although I had a capital time and I told them yes, I would receive them. I had no intention of coming back to the lady room and meeting them next Saturday.

The End ...