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'' Molested at the Park ''

by tcs1963

It was a gay Sat morning, and I had decided to conduct a nice long bike ride. I had been wanting to get some training in before the `` Breast Cancer Awareness '' 20 K bike riding Marathon.

schoolhouse was out and it had been a moderately dull summer recess 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 trusty 10-speed bike and threw on my hot pink hot-pants and matching sport bra, and set out on my adventure.

When I rounded the quoin of Elm Street, I could see the battlefront of Rainbow common. I decided to ride through and revel 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 motorcycle path I could finger the temperature change as the Tree line blocked most of the sun. The cool air making my teen teat stiffen inside my tight mutation bra. My old bicycle seat had been incessantly teasing my little cunny, due to my bm and the taut fit of my shorts.

As I whipped my bike down the rile paths, I kept thinking about my first intimate experience. My dance teacher used to relate me in the most familiar lieu during my private dance lessons.

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

Lately, those thoughts had become paramount in my masturbation phantasy. Every sentence I rubbed my piddling pussy I would imagine her showing me how a good deal fun it could be to have sex with an honest-to-goodness 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 private dancing sessions and all of the hidden intimate fun we used to have together.

As I rode my motorcycle through the ballpark, admiring the great view and moderate weather, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the peeress public toilet. Locking my wheel onto the bike wheel I figured I would pee and let a diminutive petty break.

When I was walking to the door of the ladies room, I noticed this very moderately older woman sitting on the parkland bench across from the restroom. She gave me a pixilated grinning and went back to reading her Koran. I smiled back and continued into the building.

After entering the stall and sitting on the toilet, with my bike shorts and panty around my ankles, I could n't facilitate thought of the aphrodisiac woman 's smiling and what it meant. I let loose my stream thinking bad persuasion about the woman outside on the bench. `` Was she a lesbian '' ? `` Would she force or spoil me '' ?

My mentation were getting me more and more stirred and I was imagining her coming into the Lady elbow room and ravishing my immature body, right there in the stall. But, to no avail, I had no such luck, so I wiped the piddle droplets from my cunt lips and went back external.

I walked over to the Coke automobile 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 spread to ease up her a better position of my compressed shorts pulled into my snatch. Then waving hello again, I started fidgeting in my tail end, waving my leg 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 puss. All the patch I stared into the smiling dame 's middle as they followed my hand. As she watched me push the low temperature can into my cunny, I saw her press her hand to her lap.

I really did n't know how to react to her flirting, but what I did know was that I wanted this sexy sure-enough woman to make me. Her gestures and sexy stares had my panties so moist they were stuck to my pelt. My nasty piffling teenaged pussy was literally trembling from the inside out.

So as she watched me intently, I casually pulled the leg of my drawers aside to show her my panty covered pussycat. She pressed her deal to her lap even harder and I could see the substantial give under the weight unit of her mitt.

Then I casually slipped my step-in aside to demonstrate her my bare pussy. I almost thought she would stand up and walk away in disgust, thinking that I 'm some form of sex monstrosity. 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 steps, she would turn back to me and smile, using her index finger to give me the `` come hither '' hand gesture.

I really did n't know why she would beckon me, but I was determined and excited to witness out. I was also very hopeful that she was as much of a sex freak, as I am, and that she would require to take full vantage of me.

After she had disappeared from sentiment and entered the construction I stood up and followed her into the ladies room. Swinging my hips in a very lustful manner, signaling that I was truly interested in her as very much as she was with me.

As I walked up to her, she looked at me and said, `` That 's a very pretty little slit. Do you mind if I have a confining look ? ``

Without saying a single give-and-take I pulled aside the leg of my boxershorts along with my panties, showing her my snatch, up close. She knelt down and moved her face 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 drumhead yes.

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

'' It 's such a moist and loaded little pussy you have here, would you let me founder it a sexy kiss, '' she said,

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

pickings my script, she led me to an vacate kiosk and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could palpate her men lowering my boxershorts and rolling down my pantie until they were hanging off my one mortise joint.

'' Lean your pretty slight hiney back against the wall and relax, and I 'll use my mouth and make dearest to your middling pussy, Angel, '' she told me as she knelt down in nominal head of me on the wash room flooring and put her custody on my inner thighs.

All I could think of as I leaned back against the paries was my late dancing teacher. She was the offset person to say that she thought I had a pretty snatch. She always made me palpate so peculiar during our private lessons.

Looking down I saw the one-time lady breathe in my cunny scent before her hot tongue went to mold teasing my labia. and with one farseeing swipe, she stroked my whole snatch. It was such a wonderful tactual sensation it made my stifle buckle.

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

Next, she parted my rim with her fingers and sucked on my clit until it swelled and stuck out of its hood. Her tongue was touching me in the most extraordinary way of life, 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 hand on my swell up clit. The pain mixed with pleasure almost brought me to my articulatio genus. I was in convulsions, shaking with my cunt juice dripping down my taut thighs.

Then she plunged her knife as far as she could deep into the pit of my pussy and she started slapping my button even harder, almost to the extent of a irritating spanking. Making me squirm against the wall with pleasure and botheration.

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

Then I squealed, `` Oh yes, Miss. Please, Spank my naughty kitty-cat. ``

Much to the shock of both of us a ma'am police force officer that had been patrolling the park walked into the dame elbow room and had heard me as I begged her to spank my pussy

Walking up to our stall and opening the threshold she said : `` Yes, spank that grime picayune sluts juicy kitty-cat. ``

Looking at her as she stepped into the stalling, both of us gave a sigh of easing when the lady ship's officer told us not to discontinue and shut up the restroom door so nonentity else could take the air in.

My new friend and current to tormenter proceed her assault on my gloomy body and the ship's officer reached over and pinched and twisted my tit. Then, I noticed the ship's officer pearl her trousers and state-issued plain cotton step-in. Watching us bring she leaned against the wall and started to finger her own hairless kitty.

Reaching the plateau of no return I thought to myself that it was clock time I let myself cum and the sometime lady torturing me became even more relentless. All of us girls crammed into one stall must have been a very mirthful sight to lay eyes on.

The sure-enough gentlewoman that was licking and spanking my kitty-cat was lost in her use of my pussy, and the peeress police officer with her clothes all jumbled at her substructure was fingering her juicy cunt, too. I just tried to brook 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 abused kitty even closer to the former lady 's mouth. Feeding my teen cunny to her as best I could.

I watched as the Lady military officer came over and knelt down behind the older madam, grabbing her billy club and rubbing it along her sopping wet snatch.

The groan from the sometime ma'am when the nightstick slid into her cunt was muffled because her boldness was buried in my kitty-cat. The Lady officer was quite approximate as she sawed in and out of her sloppy pussy.

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

I was mostly incoherent and could n't bar my coming, cumming uncontrollably. Having one orgasm after the former and squirming my ass all over the bathroom bulwark.

Without giving me a chance to recover the noblewoman officer pushed me onto the toilet, then straddled my lap and demanded I lick her slit. 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 want to, but the lady officer grabbed my hair and pulled my face to her pussy. Try as I might, to wrick my face away her total control of my nous kept me in place.

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

My glossa stretched out as far as I could and I nervously continued licking the police officer 's sweaty pussy. 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 minor carrel, with the older madam rimming her ass, as I licked her kitty-cat. Both of us working in unison to lend the officeholder to a climax.

My knife was exploring every niggling chap of her slit and her groan were getting louder. When all at once I felt the aged lady range between the officer 's legs and she slapped my clit again, just before she plunged a duo of her digit into my hot twat. She started all over to wildly thumb love my well-used cunny.

I did n't bang it at the time, but the Old peeress was sliding her other finger's breadth into her own puss. All three of us were moaning loudly together throughout the ladies way. Our efforts were culminating in all of us perverted ladies cumming together. The lady officer was gushing just like me and her kitty juice went right into my mouth.

It gushed out so fast that I could n't drink it all and it ran down my chest and onto the storey. But I did do my substantially to lick her kitty clean.

Afterward, we all got dressed, and the senior lady and the noblewoman law police officer tried to get me to run into them again, and although I had a large metre and I told them yes, I would meet them. I had no intention of coming back to the ladies room and meeting them next Saturday.

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