I was lounged comfortably on my bed watching a rerun of tabu, one of my favorite display, ( this installment being about mating ) ; one of my preferred issue when my stomach growled loudly. They were running a battle of Marathon of episodes and I had forgotten to eat something. I hurriedly stumbled of bed and walked to the kitchen of the 2 bedchamber apartment I shared with my scoop admirer whose vast pap I had lusted after for the farseeing, metre though I would never have a move on her. When I got to my fridge and opened it, it was in a sad state of void and right then and there my tum growled again to remind me of its own state of vacuum. I pondered my alternative and realized I'd have no choice but to go to the closest fast food joint to seize a latterly Night pungency. I left a banknote for my roommate so when she got back from clubbing with her catch of the nighttime, she would n't worry. She would always ask me to go with her but I always refused because the one time I went clubbing with her, I was far from impressed by the crowded room, over priced intellectual nourishment, and the almost animalistic way men competed for the aid of the women. I was fine being single for the consequence and it was n't like I could n't get a boyfriend. I went back into my elbow room to make myself somewhat presentable. I usually slept with a big t-shirt on and panty so all I had to do what put on some pants and find a comfortably appointment shirt. It was almost midnight and I figured I wouldn't sports meeting many hoi polloi so I skipped putting on a bra. I found some shoes grabbed my keys and enough cash for my food and walked out the sign. It was brisk outside and I did n't feel like going to get a jacket so I just hurried to my car and pulled out the lot. As I drove around looking for an organization that would still be open at this ungodly hour my mentation went back to my earlier ponderings. I had been with my clean share of men in the by but I was still a virgin. Do n't get me incorrectly, I was n't not a chaste nun, having perfected the art of the blowjob in place of sex and having hours of time spent with my hired hand between my legs pleasuring myself, but I felt like my virginity was something best saved for someone special. With all my thoughts of sex and masturbating I was getting pretty hot and I almost missed the unfold McDonalds. With some crafty driving I maneuvered into the parking lot parked and got out of my car. I noticed that the temperature had dropped and I shivered. When I enetered the construction it was strong and it smelt of french fries. The office looked unrecognizable without all the hungry frequenter. I walked up to the teller area and waited for mortal to do because I could see two Pres Young girlfriend in the back. When one of them came up to service me ; she smiled and asked me what I wanted. While I looked up at the menu I saw her gaze act miserable to my dresser. I did n't have large breast but my tumid d cup got by just fine. When I looked down to distinguish her my order I swear I saw her lap up her lips. My pussy tingled at the muckle and my heart picked up pace. I chatted lightly with her until her coworker made my food. I found out her public figure was Ashley and that we went to the Lapplander montage. When my food came I found a tabular array by the recession, sat my tray low and resolve to go wash away my hands. I looked in the mirror and instantly regretted for going a bra before I left the house because I noticed that my nipple were pointing straight out, almost beckoning the eye. So this was the cause Ashley was staring at my chest, I hoped they would soften before I went back to eat. When I was drying my hand, I heard the door behind me open and finale and I assumed it was one of the workers on the account that the post was vacate except us three. I heard the person moving tight to me in a cursory step and I assumed they were heading to the public lavatory stalls. I had finish drying my mitt and I was on my way out the threshold when quick handwriting shot out from behind me and covered my mouth and pushed my body to the cold tile of the bathroom bulwark. My breasts flattened against the wall and my hardened tit being the focal point of the frigidity sent a quiver of pleasance to my hot pussy despite the dire billet. I was in shock, like a deer in headlamp so I froze. It was evidence not only from the hard body but the hard hammer pressed against me that my assaulter was all Male. Suddenly I realized in my heart that if I did n't get away quickly then I would be raped. I tried to gasp of the air I needed to call but the secure hand around my lips stopped that. I felt full lips brush on the tiny hair on my ear as my capturer said `` thigh-slapper and you 'll regret it '' his voice was strong like his grip and very mystifying. It was an all male voice, one a daughter could lessen for in different circumstances. I felt him pull away and heard what I knew was epithelial duct tape measure being unraveled. number one he covered my mouth them he bound my wrist in a seemingly unbreakable vice. I was stuck and very vulnerable. He stood back and admired his piece of work like any unfeigned creative person would and he nodded in approval. This was my chance to get a looking at at his face but it was covered by a ski mask with the eyes and mouth cut. I sighed in defeat as suddenly his hand lounged forward and thinking he was going to chance on me, I cringed be instead grouped at the neckline of my shirt, then he pulled, hard. I heard my shirt rip clear and felt the cold air on my breast. He nodded in approval as he cupped my left tit in his manus and is mouth came down on my now aching nipple. His sass was an inferno of heat and I felt the first drop of liquid roll out of my pussy onto my dry scanty. I arched my backrest involuntarily into his face as if I was encouraging him because he took it as that. He suckled my nipple with fervency for what felt like an eternity. When he finally lifted his head teacher from my remaining boob I sighed in relief thinking he was done only to hold him put his oral fissure on my right nipple to carry on the worrying. By now I knew my succus were freely flowing because I could flee the slickness of my slit mouth as I rubbed my thighs together. He looked like he had had his fill of devouring my tit he left it go, the cold air on the raw sensible nub making me shiver. He stopped kneading my other tit and dropped his script to the battlefront of my jeans and it dawned on me that after I left this public toilet I would no longer be a virgin. I closed my eye hoping that when I opened them this would all vanish or that the daughter who were running the restaurant would get along aid me. I heard the zipper being pulled, I felt his hand teddy into the opened part and feel my covered cumulus. He then slowly pulled down my dungaree and panties in one fluid motion. He swirled the dampened pubic hairs that were on the boundary of my cunt and then he slowly slid his fingerbreadth between my burning kitty-cat. I shivered and tried to comminute my hips on his one finger but when he noticed what I was doing he slowly withdrew his saturated digit."You horny slut, you act like you don't want it but your profuse pussy says otherwise"he crooned softly."Open your eyes"the need was delicate, almost gently. I foolishly ignored him but immediately changed my mind when he grabbed both my nipples and squeezed them. I let out a sharp smother cry and immediately opened my center."That's a good girl"he whispered out in a mock praising voice. He roughly grabbed my jaw and gave me a blistering kiss. What I didn't poster that his drawers had been pulled down so when I felt something blindly poke at my throbbing pussy, I jumped and looked down to see an telling cock. It was thick and retentive with venous blood vessel running along it and topping it of was a inscrutable red clefed promontory which was spewing out pre cum. He palmed his spear and positioned it at my pat entree and with no preliminary he shoved the whole thing in with a pleasured oink. With my mouth tapped nothing came out but a hapless choked plea but that only spurred him on because he pulled out to the very tip and slammed in with more force than before. It was a good affair I was wet because I'm sure he would possess torn me to bits. split were flowing from my heart and he bent down and lapped them away like a puppy. His pace had settled and while he leisurely pumped in and out and in and out he bent down to suckle on my increasingly sensitive nipples. His fat tool kept rubbing maddeningly against my g billet and I felt the first planetary house of an orgasm. He felt my wet twat gripping his tool like a vice and his velocity increased. Now I was against the rampart my breast mashed against his clothed chest his men cupping my ass squeezing, grasping and rubbing my puckered ring. We were both panting like barbarian beast mating, he was grunting while I was moaning. I felt his balls slapping against my twat draw close and twitch, he found a gentle spot on my cervix and clamped his tooth deep down into my flesh, marking me as his lawful bitch. His penis started to skewer out the scalding consequence of his effort while he pumped it deeper into me. His cum kept on hail and come in, like a never ending river. The sweet and sour botheration of his teeth in my cervix, the opinion of getting bred from my hot slit, and the friction of my sore nipple rubbing on his firmly chest of drawers drove me over the edge and I came and I came and I came. His juice and mine mixed in an aeonian Julian Bond and the age old dance was completed. I was so weak and could hardly book myself up so I slumped up against him. We both stood there fro bit waiting for my twat to relinquish his still leaking cock from its grip and from our body to recover. When he slowly pulled away I whimpered and he sighed from the balance pleasure and our succus with now boned us together flowed out of me like a waterfall. I felt it leak on my leg and I heard it drip onto the floor. He stepped away from me wordlessly and I slumped to the story spent physically and emotionally exhausted. I closed my centre and I heard the john room access swing shut. After a while I awkwardly picked myself up and made myself as presentable as possible despite my shirt being in shred and there being a visible wet fleck on my pants. When I walked out in ignominy expecting the worse I was greeted with silence because both girlfriend were nowhere in vision, I assumed they were somewhere in the back. I weakly picked up my food and left hand. When I got family that night I pleasured myself with our compound juices all night long. The sun rose and a new day started and it was all quite agree because I was a new person.

-- -- this is my first tarradiddle ... i 'd know to here some feedback -- --