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'' Molested at the parking lot ''

by tcs1963

It was a sunny Sat cockcrow, and I had decided to take a courteous long bike drive. I had been wanting to get some training in before the `` Breast Cancer knowingness '' 20 K bike riding marathon.

school day was out and it had been a moderately oil production summertime recess so far, and the endurance contest was going to be a highlight for me this year.

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

When I rounded the corner of Elm Street, I could see the front line of Rainbow Park. I decided to rally through and enjoy some of the scene. thought that even if I am training, I may as well try to savor the beautiful spate and the beautiful day.

turning onto the bike path I could experience the temperature change as the Tree line blocked most of the sun. The cool off air making my teen mammilla stiffen inside my tight summercater bra. My old bicycle tail end had been incessantly teasing my little cunny, due to my movement and the taut fit of my shorts.

As I whipped my cycle down the gravel paths, I kept thinking about my first sexual experience. My terpsichore instructor used to touch me in the most intimate places during my private dance deterrent example.

I was so young when it happened that I did n't sympathise the feelings she gave me, but now that I am almost eighteen I know she was actually grooming me. She never completely ravished my Brigham Young body but her touches were magic to a efflorescence young girl.

Lately, those thinking had become paramount in my masturbation fancy. Every time I rubbed my little slit I would opine her showing me how much fun it could be to have sex with an elder lesbian woman.

That was a few years 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 lessons. So I missed our individual dance sessions and all of the hide out sexual fun we used to have together.

As I rode my bike through the park, admiring the great view and hold in weather, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the ladies toilet facility. Locking my wheel onto the motorcycle rack I figured I would pee and own a lilliputian piffling break.

When I was walking to the threshold of the ladies room, I noticed this very pretty older fair sex sitting on the park work bench across from the restroom. She gave me a impish smiling and went back to reading her Good Book. I smiled back and continued into the building.

After entering the carrel and sitting on the toilet, with my wheel short circuit and panties around my ankles, I could n't avail thinking of the sexy charwoman 's smile and what it meant. I let loose my current thinking bad persuasion about the woman outside on the bench. `` Was she a sapphic '' ? `` Would she force or rape me '' ?

My thoughts were getting me more and Thomas More aroused and I was imagining her coming into the ladies way and ravishing my immature consistence, right there in the stall. But, to no avail, I had no such luck, so I wiped the urine droplets from my pussy mouth and went back external.

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

My legs leisurely outspread to hold her a wagerer view of my tight shorts pulled into my slit. Then waving hello again, I started fidgeting in my seat, waving my branch unfold 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 pussy. All the while I stared into the smiling lady 's eyes as they followed my hand. As she watched me crusade the coldness can into my cunny, I saw her printing press her helping hand to her lap.

I really did n't know how to react to her flirtation, but what I did get it on was that I wanted this aphrodisiacal sr. adult female to score me. Her gesture and aphrodisiacal stares had my panties so damp they were stuck to my tegument. My tight fiddling teen twat was literally trembling from the inside out.

So as she watched me intently, I casually pulled the leg of my shorts aside to show her my panty covered kitty. She pressed her hand to her lap even harder and I could see the material springiness under the weight of her hand.

Then I casually slipped my panties aside to read her my bare kitty-cat. I almost thought she would place upright up and walk away in disgust, thinking that I 'm some kind of sex freak. But she did n't, she sat right there and watched me.

Just then, she got up and made her way towards the park ladies room, that I had just left. Every few footstep, she would ferment back to me and smile, using her index finger's breadth to give me the `` come hither '' hand gesture.

I really did n't know why she would wave me, but I was determined and excited to find out out. I was also very hopeful that she was as much of a sex monstrosity, as I am, and that she would need to guide full vantage of me.

After she had disappeared from view and entered the construction I stood up and followed her into the ladies room. Swinging my hip in a very lustful way, signaling that I was truly occupy 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 little puss. Do you mind if I have a closer look ? ``

Without saying a single word I pulled aside the leg of my shorts along with my pantie, showing her my cunt, up close. She knelt down and moved her case really close to me, sniffing my female scent.

'' Does it finger ripe when you touch it ? '' she looked up at me and asked,

All I could do was nod my head yes.

'' Would you mind letting me meet your cover girl little girl pussy ? '' she asked and almost before I could answer, I could find her fingerbreadth tracing a line up and down my slit, along with her hot breath.

'' It 's such a moist and sozzled little pussy you have here, would you let me give way it a sexy buss, '' she said,

I just gave a lustful sigh and replied : `` Oh yes, please kiss my pussycat, Miss. ``

Taking my bridge player, she led me to an discharge booth and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could sense her bridge player lowering my boxers and rolling down my panties until they were hanging off my one ankle joint.

'' Lean your pretty little hiney back against the bulwark and relax, and I 'll use my mouth and pretend love to your pretty pussycat, backer, '' she told me as she knelt down in front of me on the restroom floor and put her hands on my privileged thigh.

All I could retrieve of as I leaned back against the rampart was my former dancing instructor. She was the first person to say that she thought I had a middling snatch. She always made me feel so special during our private lessons.

Looking down I saw the honest-to-god noblewoman breathe in my cunny scent before her hot tongue went to operate teasing my labia. and with one farseeing swipe, she stroked my whole snatch. It was such a marvelous tactual sensation it made my genu buckle.

Her lingua was stimulating my cunt much more than my fingers ever could and I was savoring every moment. Sucking on my purulent rim like she was swallowing my soul.

Next, she parted my sassing with her fingers and sucked on my clitoris until it swelled and stuck out of its hood. Her clapper was touching me in the most over-the-top manner, she had me almost squealing.

Then as I was finally getting used to her teasing tongue, she drew back her hand and slapped me right on my tumesce clit. The pain in the neck mixed with pleasure almost brought me to my genu. I was in convulsions, shaking with my pussycat juice dripping down my taut thighs.

Then she plunged her spit as far as she could deep into the dental caries of my twat and she started slapping my button even harder, almost to the extent of a atrocious spanking. Making me squirm against the paries with pleasance and pain in the neck.

She continued to slap my oversensitive clit, and she must accept realized that I was enjoying it immensely. So she stopped tongue fucking my pussy to say `` That 's a naughty minuscule kitty 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 risque pussy. ``

Much to the shock of both of us a peeress police officer that had been patrolling the parkland walked into the noblewoman room and had heard me as I begged her to spank my pussy

Walking up to our stalling and opening the door she said : `` Yes, spank that dirty little sluts naughty pussy. ``

Looking at her as she stepped into the carrel, both of us gave a suspiration of sculptural relief when the peeress ship's officer told us not to terminate and put away the restroom room access so nonentity else could walk in.

My new friend and current to tormenter continued her violation on my lower trunk and the police officer reached over and pinched and twisted my nipple. Then, I noticed the policeman drop her trousers and state-issued plain stitch cotton panties. Watching us dally she leaned against the rampart and started to feel her own hairless pussy.

Reaching the tableland of no paying back I thought to myself that it was time I let myself cum and the sure-enough lady torturing me became even more than relentless. All of us girls crammed into one stalling must accept been a very comic sight to behold.

The older gentlewoman that was licking and spanking my pussycat was lost in her handling of my pussycat, and the lady police officer with her clothes all jumbled at her substructure was fingering her juicy cunt, too. I just tried to stand there and be abused and molested at their whim.

Pushing my rose hip off the rampart as far as I could to try and get my abused kitty even closer to the older lady 's oral cavity. Feeding my teen cunny to her as topper I could.

I watched as the peeress military officer came over and knelt down behind the onetime lady, grabbing her nightstick and rubbing it along her sopping wet slit.

The moan from the older noblewoman when the nightstick slid into her puss was muffled because her face was buried in my pussy. The lady officer was quite rough as she sawed in and out of her sloppy pussy.

Just then, I started my orgasm splashing the older noblewoman 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 blockade my orgasm, cumming uncontrollably. Having one coming after the other and squirming my ass all over the lav wall.

Without giving me a chance to recover the ma'am officer pushed me onto the can, then straddled my lap and demanded I lick her kitty-cat. She turned her head and spread her asscheeks and told the sometime lady to revere 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 face to her pussy. Try as I might, to turn my typeface away her full ascendence of my header kept me in place.

She screamed : `` Lick my cunt you nasty slut, and you adept lap up it well or I 'm going to run you both into pokey ''.

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

I could feel the familiarity of us in that pocket-sized stall, with the one-time lady rimming her ass, as I licked her slit. Both of us working in unison to work the officer to a climax.

My tongue was exploring every little crevice of her pussy and her groan were getting louder. When all at once I felt the older madam scope between the officer 's pegleg and she slapped my button again, just before she plunged a couple of her fingers into my hot pussy. She started all over to wildly finger sleep with my well-used cunny.

I did n't know it at the clip, but the older lady was sliding her other fingers into her own cunt. All three of us were moaning loudly together throughout the ladies room. Our travail were culminating in all of us twist ladies cumming together. The Lady military officer was gushing just like me and her twat juice went right into my mouth.

It gushed out so fast that I could n't wassail it all and it ran down my chest and onto the level. But I did do my advantageously to lick her pussy uninfected.

Afterward, we all got dressed, and the Old lady and the lady law officer tried to get me to touch them again, and although I had a great clip and I told them yes, I would meet them. I had no intention of coming back to the Lady elbow room and meeting them next Saturday.

The End ...