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'' Molested at the Park ''

by tcs1963

It was a sunny Sabbatum morning, and I had decided to take a prissy long bike ride. I had been wanting to get some training in before the `` Breast Cancer Awareness '' 20 K bike riding marathon.

School was out and it had been a moderately boring summertime niche 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 bicycle and threw on my hot pink hot-pants and matching sports bra, and set out on my adventure.

When I rounded the street corner of Elm Street, I could see the social movement of Rainbow Park. I decided to taunt through and bask some of the scenery. thought that even if I am training, I may as well try to enjoy the beautiful sights and the beautiful day.

turning onto the bike path I could sense the temperature change as the Tree line blocked most of the sun. The cool air making my teen tit stiffen inside my tight sportsman bra. My old bicycle seat had been incessantly teasing my trivial cunny, due to my cause and the taut fit of my shorts.

As I whipped my bike down the baffle paths, I kept thinking about my first sexual experience. My dancing teacher used to refer me in the most inner places during my private dance moral.

I was so young when it happened that I did n't see the feelings she gave me, but now that I am almost 18 I know she was actually grooming me. She never completely ravished my young body but her touches were wizardly to a blossoming young girl.

Lately, those thoughts had become paramount in my masturbation fantasy. Every sentence I rubbed my picayune cunt I would imagine her showing me how very much fun it could be to have sex with an older Lesbian char.

That was a few 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 lesson. So I missed our private dance sessions and all of the secret intimate fun we used to take together.

As I rode my cycle through the park, admiring the great view and moderate weather, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the ladies public toilet. Locking my bicycle onto the wheel rack I figured I would pee and cause a flyspeck little break.

When I was walking to the room access of the dame elbow room, I noticed this very pretty honest-to-goodness woman sitting on the commons Bench across from the wash room. She gave me a impish smile and went back to reading her book. I smiled back and continued into the building.

After entering the stand and sitting on the commode, with my wheel shorts and panties around my ankles, I could n't facilitate thinking of the sexy woman 's smiling and what it meant. I let unloosen my stream thinking bad thoughts about the woman outside on the bench. `` Was she a lesbian '' ? `` Would she force or rape me '' ?

My sentiment were getting me More and Sir Thomas More aroused and I was imagining her coming into the madam room and ravishing my immature eubstance, right there in the stall. But, to no service, I had no such luck, so I wiped the pee droplets from my pussy sass and went back outside.

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

My legs leisurely spread to give her a better scene of my tight shorts pulled into my puss. Then waving hello again, I started fidgeting in my seat, waving my pegleg 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 patch I stared into the smiling lady 's eyes as they followed my hand. As she watched me labor the cold can into my cunny, I saw her press her hand to her lap.

I really did n't know how to oppose to her flirting, but what I did be intimate was that I wanted this aphrodisiacal older adult female to seduce me. Her gestures and sexy stares had my panty so moist they were stuck to my skin. My compressed small teen pussy 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 twat. She pressed her hand to her lap even harder and I could see the substantial springiness under the weight of her hand.

Then I casually slipped my pantie aside to bear witness her my bare pussy. I almost thought she would stand up and walk away in disgust, thinking that I 'm some sort 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 tone, she would turn back to me and smile, using her index finger to move over me the `` come hither '' hand gesture.

I really did n't know why she would beckon me, but I was determined and excited to recover out. I was also very wannabe that she was as often of a sex monster, as I am, and that she would require to take wide reward of me.

After she had disappeared from view and entered the building I stood up and followed her into the ladies elbow room. Swinging my rose hip in a very concupiscent personal manner, signaling that I was truly interested in her as practically as she was with me.

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

Without saying a single word I pulled aside the leg of my short along with my panties, showing her my twat, up close. She knelt down and moved her grimace really close to me, sniffing my distaff odor.

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

All I could do was nod my headway yes.

'' Would you mind letting me impact your cover girl petty female child pussy ? '' she asked and almost before I could answer, I could experience her fingers tracing a line up and down my slit, along with her hot breath.

'' It 's such a moist and slopped little kitty-cat you have here, would you let me give it a sexy buss, '' she said,

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

taking my deal, she led me to an empty carrell and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could feel her hands lowering my shortstop and rolling down my panties until they were hanging off my one ankle.

'' angle your fairly little hiney back against the wall and relax, and I 'll use my mouth and make love to your moderately twat, Angel, '' she told me as she knelt down in front of me on the restroom base and put her hand on my inner thighs.

All I could think of as I leaned back against the wall was my former dancing teacher. She was the commencement person to say that she thought I had a pretty snatch. She always made me feel so special during our secret lessons.

Looking down I saw the aged lady breathe in my cunny scent before her hot tongue went to make teasing my labia. and with one long swipe, she stroked my whole prick. It was such a marvelous flavor it made my knees buckle.

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

Next, she parted my back talk with her finger's breadth and sucked on my button until it swelled and stuck out of its hood. Her lingua was touching me in the most extraordinary ways, 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 swollen clit. The pain mixed with joy almost brought me to my knees. I was in convulsion, shaking with my twat juice dripping down my taut thighs.

Then she plunged her tongue as far as she could deep into the cavity of my cunt and she started slapping my clit even harder, almost to the extent of a atrocious spanking. Making me squirm against the paries with pleasure and painful sensation.

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

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

Much to the shock of both of us a lady constabulary officer that had been patrolling the ballpark walked into the Lady room and had heard me as I begged her to spank my pussycat

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

Looking at her as she stepped into the stall, both of us gave a suspiration of ease when the madam officer told us not to break off and interlace the public lavatory door so nonentity else could walk in.

My new champion and current to tormenter continued her assault on my modest physical structure and the ship's officer reached over and pinched and twisted my mamilla. Then, I noticed the ship's officer drop her trousers and state-issued knit cotton wool step-in. Watching us play she leaned against the wall and started to finger her own hairless pussy.

Reaching the plateau of no return I thought to myself that it was time I let myself cum and the older gentlewoman torturing me became even Sir Thomas More relentless. All of us lady friend crammed into one stall must have got been a very amusing spate to behold.

The former lady that was licking and spanking my kitty-cat was lost in her manipulation of my puss, and the ma'am constabulary officer with her clothes all jumbled at her feet was fingering her juicy twat, too. I just tried to abide there and be abused and molested at their whim.

Pushing my rose hip off the bulwark as far as I could to try and get my abused snatch even closer to the senior peeress 's mouth. Feeding my teen cunny to her as best I could.

I watched as the peeress officer came over and knelt down behind the honest-to-god gentlewoman, grabbing her nightstick and rubbing it along her sopping wet kitty.

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

Just then, I started my orgasm splashing the senior ladies face and shirt with my firing off. I squirted just as if I was urinating all over my two new friends.

I was mostly tongue-tied and could n't bar my orgasm, cumming uncontrollably. Having one orgasm after the other and squirming my ass all over the can wall.

Without giving me a fortune to go back the peeress military 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 honest-to-goodness lady to idolise her asshole.

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

She screamed : `` Lick my cunt you smutty slut, and you better lick it good or I 'm going to run you both into slammer ''.

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

I could feel the closeness of us in that small stall, with the honest-to-god noblewoman rimming her ass, as I licked her puss. Both of us working in unison to bring the officeholder to a climax.

My tongue was exploring every little crevice of her puss and her moans were getting louder. When all at once I felt the older lady orbit between the officer 's pegleg and she slapped my clitoris again, just before she plunged a dyad of her finger's breadth into my hot pussy. She started all over to wildly feel have it away my well-used cunny.

I did n't know it at the time, but the older lady was sliding her other fingers into her own slit. All three of us were moaning loudly together throughout the ladies room. Our exertion were culminating in all of us debase ladies cumming together. The lady policeman was gushing just like me and her pussy juice went right into my rima oris.

It gushed out so fast that I could n't toast it all and it ran down my chest and onto the trading floor. But I did do my respectable to lick her pussy clean.

Afterward, we all got dressed, and the elderly gentlewoman and the noblewoman constabulary officer tried to get me to meet them again, and although I had a peachy clip and I told them yes, I would take on them. I had no intention of coming back to the noblewoman room and meeting them next Saturday.

The End ...