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'' Molested at the Park ''

by tcs1963

It was a sunny Sabbatum morning, and I had decided to claim a Nice long motorcycle drive. I had been wanting to get some training in before the `` Breast Cancer consciousness '' 20 K bike riding battle of Marathon.

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 sustentation on my old trusty 10-speed cycle and threw on my hot pink hot-pants and matching variation 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 ride through and relish some of the scenery. thought process that even if I am training, I may as well try to revel the beautiful sights and the beautiful day.

Turning onto the bike route I could find the temperature change as the tree line blocked virtually of the sun. The cool air making my teen nipples stiffen inside my tight sportsman bra. My old cycle seat had been incessantly teasing my trivial cunny, due to my apparent motion and the taut fit of my shorts.

As I whipped my wheel down the gravel course, I kept thinking about my first sexual experience. My dance teacher used to equal me in the most sexual places during my private dance lessons.

I was so Whitney Moore Young Jr. when it happened that I did n't sympathize 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 physical structure but her touches were charming to a blossoming Danton True Young girl.

Lately, those thoughts had become paramount in my masturbation fantasies. Every time I rubbed my little twat I would reckon her showing me how a good deal fun it could be to bear sex with an senior Lesbian woman.

That was a few years ago and me being almost eighteen now, learned to take over it for what it was. She had moved far away and I grew out of dance lessons. So I missed our common soldier dance sitting and all of the hide sexual fun we used to deliver together.

As I rode my bike through the parkland, admiring the great view and tone down atmospheric condition, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the gentlewoman public lavatory. Locking my bicycle onto the cycle rack I figured I would pee and consume a tiny little break.

When I was walking to the door of the ladies room, I noticed this very pretty older woman sitting on the common bench across from the public convenience. She gave me a mischievous smile and went back to reading her Bible. I smiled back and continued into the building.

After entering the carrel and sitting on the pot, with my bicycle boxershorts and panties around my mortise joint, I could n't help oneself thinking of the aphrodisiacal woman 's smile and what it meant. I let loose my stream thinking bad thoughts about the woman outside on the bench. `` Was she a lesbian '' ? `` Would she force or assault me '' ?

My thoughts were getting me more and more call forth and I was imagining her coming into the ladies way and ravishing my immature eubstance, right there in the kiosk. But, to no avail, I had no such hazard, so I wiped the water droplets from my pussy sass and went back outside.

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

My legs leisurely paste to grant her a better scene of my closely shorts pulled into my prick. Then waving howdy again, I started fidgeting in my derriere, waving my wooden leg open further while enjoying my soda.

After taking a few sips, I brought the can down inbetween my disunite legs and settled it tight against my kitty-cat. All the while I stared into the smiling madam 's eyes as they followed my hand. As she watched me push the low temperature can into my cunny, I saw her public press her hand to her lap.

I really did n't know how to react to her flirting, but what I did make out was that I wanted this sexy one-time cleaning woman to seduce me. Her motion and aphrodisiacal stares had my panties so moist they were stuck to my skin. My tight trivial teen pussy was literally trembling from the interior out.

So as she watched me intently, I casually pulled the leg of my trunks aside to evidence her my panty covered twat. She pressed her hand to her lap even harder and I could see the corporeal give 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 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 way, that I had just left. Every few steps, she would turn back to me and smile, using her index finger to give me the `` come hither '' hand motion.

I really did n't know why she would beckon me, but I was determined and excited to detect out. I was also very hopeful that she was as a lot of a sex addict, as I am, and that she would want to contain entire advantage of me.

After she had disappeared from view and entered the construction I stood up and followed her into the dame room. Swinging my coxa in a very lustful mode, signaling that I was truly matter to 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 pussy. Do you mind if I have a tight look ? ``

Without saying a 1 word I pulled aside the leg of my shorts along with my scanty, showing her my pussy, up close. She knelt down and moved her face really close to me, sniffing my female person aroma.

'' Does it feel honest 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 extend to your lovely little missy pussy ? '' she asked and almost before I could answer, I could finger her fingers tracing a agate line up and down my incision, along with her hot breather.

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

I just gave a lustful suspiration and replied : `` Oh yes, delight kiss my twat, young lady. ``

Taking my hand, she led me to an vacate carrel and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could experience her hands lowering my short and rolling down my panties until they were hanging off my one ankle.

'' tip your jolly footling hiney back against the rampart and relax, and I 'll use my mouth and make love to your pretty kitty-cat, Angel, '' she told me as she knelt down in straw man of me on the toilet facility storey and put her bridge player on my inner second joint.

All I could opine of as I leaned back against the wall was my erstwhile dancing teacher. She was the first someone to say that she thought I had a pretty pussy. She always made me experience so special during our private lessons.

Looking down I saw the old lady breathe in my cunny odor before her hot tongue went to solve teasing my labia. and with one yearn swipe, she stroked my whole slit. It was such a marvellous feeling it made my knee buckle.

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

Next, she parted my rim with her fingers and sucked on my button until it swelled and stuck out of its strong-armer. Her tongue was touching me in the most extraordinary style, she had me almost squealing.

Then as I was finally getting used to her teasing spit, she drew back her bridge player and slapped me right on my swollen clit. The pain ruffle with pleasure almost brought me to my genu. I was in convulsions, shaking with my twat succus dripping down my taut thighs.

Then she plunged her glossa as far as she could deep into the dental caries of my kitty and she started slapping my clit even harder, almost to the extent of a dreadful spanking. Making me wriggle against the wall with delight and pain.

She continued to slap my oversensitive button, and she must have realized that I was enjoying it immensely. So she stopped glossa fucking my pussy to say `` That 's a naughty fiddling 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 pussycat. ``

Much to the seismic disturbance of both of us a peeress police officer that had been patrolling the park walked into the ladies way and had heard me as I begged her to spank my pussy

Walking up to our cubicle and opening the door she said : `` Yes, spank that sordid small jade blue pussy. ``

Looking at her as she stepped into the stall, both of us gave a sigh of rest when the lady officer told us not to cease and locked the wash room door so nonentity else could walk in.

My new supporter and flow to tormenter uphold her violation on my lower body and the officer reached over and pinched and twisted my nipple. Then, I noticed the military officer drop-off her trouser and state-issued plain cotton plant step-in. Watching us play she leaned against the wall and started to finger her own hairless snatch.

Reaching the plateau of no restitution I thought to myself that it was time I let myself cum and the sometime Lady torturing me became even more relentless. All of us female child crammed into one stall must have been a very good story sight to behold.

The older Lady that was licking and spanking my slit was lost in her use of my pussy, and the lady police force officer with her clothes all jumbled at her feet was fingering her juicy cunt, too. I just tried to digest there and be abused and molested at their whim.

push my hip off the wall as far as I could to try and get my abused twat even closer to the older dame 's oral cavity. Feeding my teen cunny to her as C. H. Best I could.

I watched as the lady policeman came over and knelt down behind the honest-to-god dame, grabbing her nightstick and rubbing it along her sopping wet pussy.

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

Just then, I started my orgasm splashing the elder madam 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 orgasm, cumming uncontrollably. Having one orgasm after the former and squirming my ass all over the bath wall.

Without giving me a hazard to find 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 dame officer grabbed my hair and pulled my face to her kitty. Try as I might, to work my face away her total mastery of my head kept me in place.

She screamed : `` biff my bitch you nasty slut, and you easily work out it upright or I 'm going to run you both into jail ''.

My tongue stretched out as far as I could and I nervously continued licking the ship's 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 tightness of us in that small kiosk, with the honest-to-god lady rimming her ass, as I licked her pussy. Both of us working in unison to bring the officer to a climax.

My lingua was exploring every short crevice of her pussy and her moan were getting louder. When all at once I felt the onetime lady reach between the policeman 's legs and she slapped my clitoris again, just before she plunged a couple of her fingers into my hot pussy. She started all over to wildly finger get it on my well-used cunny.

I did n't bonk it at the metre, but the elder lady was sliding her other digit into her own twat. All three of us were moaning loudly together throughout the ladies room. Our efforts were culminating in all of us vitiate ladies cumming together. The gentlewoman officer was gushing just like me and her pussy succus went right into my mouth.

It gushed out so fast that I could n't wassail it all and it ran down my dresser and onto the story. But I did do my serious to lick her pussy strip.

Afterward, we all got dressed, and the older ma'am and the lady police military officer tried to get me to converge them again, and although I had a great fourth dimension and I told them yes, I would converge them. I had no intention of coming back to the lady room and meeting them adjacent Sabbatum.

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