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'' Molested at the Park ''

by tcs1963

It was a cheery Saturday first light, and I had decided to take a skillful long pedal drive. I had been wanting to get some training in before the `` Breast cancer consciousness '' 20 K bike riding marathon.

shoal was out and it had been a moderately tiresome summertime break so far, and the endurance contest was going to be a high spot 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 fun bra, and set out on my adventure.

When I rounded the corner of Elm Street, I could see the straw man of Rainbow parking lot. I decided to ride through and delight some of the scenery. thinking that even if I am training, I may as well try to enjoy the beautiful passel and the beautiful day.

turn onto the bicycle way I could feel the temperature alteration as the tree contrast blocked most of the sun. The assuredness air making my teen nipples stiffen inside my tight sports bra. My old bicycle place had been incessantly teasing my little cunny, due to my trend and the taut fit of my shorts.

As I whipped my bike down the gravel paths, I kept thinking about my first intimate experience. My dance teacher used to pertain me in the most insinuate places during my common soldier saltation deterrent example.

I was so unseasoned when it happened that I did n't understand the look she gave me, but now that I am almost eighteen I know she was actually grooming me. She never completely ravished my young organic structure but her contact were magic to a blossoming young girl.

Lately, those persuasion had become paramount in my masturbation fantasies. Every meter I rubbed my petty pussy I would imagine her showing me how a great deal fun it could be to get sex with an onetime lesbian woman.

That was a few old age 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 moral. So I missed our private dance sessions and all of the hidden sexual fun we used to suffer together.

As I rode my bicycle through the park, admiring the expectant sight and chair atmospheric condition, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the ladies restroom. Locking my bicycle onto the bike rack I figured I would pee and have a petite little break.

When I was walking to the door of the noblewoman room, I noticed this very pretty sr. cleaning lady sitting on the parking area terrace across from the restroom. She gave me a mischievous grinning and went back to reading her Holy Writ. I smiled back and continued into the building.

After entering the sales booth and sitting on the potty, with my bike boxers and step-in around my ankles, I could n't aid thought of the aphrodisiac char 's smile and what it meant. I let loose my current thinking bad thoughts about the cleaning lady outside on the bench. `` Was she a lesbian '' ? `` Would she storm or rape me '' ?

My thinking were getting me more and Thomas More aroused and I was imagining her coming into the ladies way and ravishing my immature body, right there in the stall. But, to no help, I had no such luck, so I wiped the urine droplets from my pussy lips and went back out of doors.

I walked over to the Coke auto 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 distribute to give way her a better view of my sloshed trunks pulled into my cunt. Then waving hello again, I started fidgeting in my keister, 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 pussy. All the while I stared into the smiling dame 's optic as they followed my deal. As she watched me push the cold can into my cunny, I saw her military press her bridge player to her lap.

I really did n't bed how to react to her flirting, but what I did know was that I wanted this aphrodisiacal quondam woman to make me. Her motion and sexy stares had my panties so moist they were stuck to my peel. My cockeyed short teenage pussy was literally trembling from the inside out.

So as she watched me intently, I casually pulled the leg of my short circuit aside to show her my scanty covered pussy. She pressed her hired hand to her lap even harder and I could see the material spring under the free weight of her hand.

Then I casually slipped my panties aside to present her my bare snatch. I almost thought she would support up and take the air away in disgust, thinking that I 'm some variety 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 parkland ladies room, that I had just left. Every few steps, she would turn back to me and smile, using her index number digit to give me the `` come hither '' hand gesture.

I really did n't sleep together why she would beckon me, but I was determined and excited to find out. I was also very hopeful that she was as practically of a sex freak, as I am, and that she would need to take wide-cut vantage of me.

After she had disappeared from sight and entered the building I stood up and followed her into the lady room. Swinging my hips in a very lustful fashion, signaling that I was truly interested in her as often as she was with me.

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

Without saying a undivided give-and-take I pulled aside the leg of my shorts along with my step-in, showing her my pussy, up close. She knelt down and moved her brass really close to me, sniffing my female scent.

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

All I could do was nod my chief yes.

'' Would you mind letting me cutaneous senses your pin-up little girl pussy ? '' she asked and almost before I could answer, I could finger her fingers tracing a product line up and down my incision, along with her hot breather.

'' It 's such a moist and tight little snatch you have here, would you let me give it a aphrodisiacal kiss, '' she said,

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

Taking my helping hand, she led me to an vacuous stall and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could finger her custody lowering my drawers and rolling down my panties until they were hanging off my one ankle.

'' Lean your pretty slight hiney back against the wall and relax, and I 'll use my oral cavity and pretend love to your pretty kitty, Angel, '' she told me as she knelt down in strawman of me on the toilet facility floor and put her mitt on my inner thigh.

All I could think of as I leaned back against the paries was my onetime dancing teacher. She was the first person to say that she thought I had a passably kitty-cat. She always made me feel so special during our common soldier deterrent example.

Looking down I saw the older madam breathe in my cunny olfactory property before her hot knife went to work teasing my labia. and with one long swipe, she stroked my whole slit. It was such a wonderful feeling it made my knees buckle.

Her tongue was stimulating my twat much more than my digit ever could and I was savoring every minute. Sucking on my pussycat lips like she was swallowing my soul.

Next, she parted my lip with her fingerbreadth and sucked on my clitoris until it swelled and stuck out of its cowl. Her glossa was touching me in the most extraordinary ways, she had me almost squealing.

Then as I was finally getting used to her teasing natural language, she drew back her hand and slapped me right on my tumefy button. The bother mixed with pleasure almost brought me to my articulatio genus. I was in convulsions, shaking with my pussy juice 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 clitoris even harder, almost to the extent of a painful spanking. Making me squirm against the wall with pleasance and pain.

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

Then I squealed, `` Oh yes, fille. Please, Spank my naughty cunt. ``

Much to the shock of both of us a madam law policeman that had been patrolling the park walked into the gentlewoman way and had heard me as I begged her to paddle my pussy

Walking up to our stall and opening the doorway she said : `` Yes, spank that lousy niggling hussy juicy pussy. ``

Looking at her as she stepped into the sales booth, both of us gave a sigh of ministration when the madam officer told us not to intercept and locked the restroom threshold so nobody else could take the air in.

My new friend and current to tormenter stay on her Assault on my down torso and the policeman reached over and pinched and twisted my nipple. Then, I noticed the officer drop her pant and state-issued plain cotton scanty. Watching us play she leaned against the wall and started to feel her own hairless kitty-cat.

Reaching the plateau of no coming back I thought to myself that it was meter I let myself cum and the older lady torturing me became even more relentless. All of us girl crammed into one stall must have been a very good story sight to behold.

The former dame that was licking and spanking my snatch was lost in her handling of my pussy, and the lady police ship's officer with her clothes all jumbled at her human foot was fingering her juicy snatch, too. I just tried to bear there and be abused and molested at their whim.

pushing my hips off the wall as far as I could to try and get my mistreat pussy even closer to the older lady 's backtalk. Feeding my teen cunny to her as best I could.

I watched as the lady officeholder came over and knelt down behind the honest-to-goodness lady, grabbing her nightstick and rubbing it along her sopping wet puss.

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

Just then, I started my coming 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 tongue-tied and could n't stop my sexual climax, cumming uncontrollably. Having one orgasm after the other and squirming my ass all over the john wall.

Without giving me a chance to recover the lady military officer pushed me onto the crapper, then straddled my lap and demanded I lick her pussy. She turned her head and spread her asscheeks and told the older ma'am to idolize her asshole.

I timidly leaned in and licked her labia, I did n't really want to, but the lady officeholder grabbed my hair and pulled my face to her pussy. Try as I might, to wrench my case away her total command of my head kept me in place.

She screamed : `` Lick my snatch you nasty hussy, and you better lick it good or I 'm going to run you both into jail ''.

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

I could feel the niggardness of us in that diminished booth, with the previous noblewoman rimming her ass, as I licked her kitty. Both of us working in unison to lend the military officer to a climax.

My glossa was exploring every little crevice of her cunt and her groan were getting louder. When all at once I felt the old madam reach between the officer 's legs and she slapped my button again, just before she plunged a couple of her finger's breadth into my hot pussy. She started all over to wildly finger fuck my well-used cunny.

I did n't know it at the sentence, but the honest-to-goodness lady was sliding her other fingers into her own bitch. All three of us were moaning loudly together throughout the dame room. Our exertion were culminating in all of us perverse ladies cumming together. The ma'am military officer was gushing just like me and her puss juice went right into my oral fissure.

It gushed out so fast that I could n't drink it all and it ran down my breast and onto the floor. But I did do my scoop to cream her pussycat strip.

Afterward, we all got dressed, and the older lady and the lady police police officer tried to get me to meet them again, and although I had a great time and I told them yes, I would run across them. I had no intention of coming back to the ladies room and meeting them next Sat.

The End ...