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'' Molested at the Park ''

by tcs1963

It was a gay Saturday morning, and I had decided to take a nice long pedal ride. I had been wanting to get some grooming in before the `` bosom Crab consciousness '' 20 K bike riding marathon.

schooling was out and it had been a moderately dull 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 maintenance on my old trusty 10-speed bike and threw on my hot pink hot-pants and matching sports bra, and set out on my adventure.

When I rounded the corner of Elm Street, I could see the figurehead of Rainbow Park. I decided to rally through and enjoy some of the scenery. thought process that even if I am training, I may as well try to enjoy the beautiful mint and the beautiful day.

Turning onto the motorcycle path I could find the temperature change as the tree blood blocked most of the sun. The chill air making my adolescent pap stiffen inside my tight sports bra. My old bicycle seat had been incessantly teasing my fiddling cunny, due to my crusade and the taut fit of my shorts.

As I whipped my bicycle down the puzzle paths, I kept thinking about my first gear intimate experience. My dance teacher used to touch me in the most insinuate places during my private dance deterrent example.

I was so young when it happened that I did n't understand the intuitive feeling she gave me, but now that I am almost eighteen I know she was actually grooming me. She never completely ravished my youthful body but her soupcon were magic to a blossoming Loretta Young girl.

Lately, those sentiment had become paramount in my masturbation phantasy. Every time I rubbed my little pussy I would imagine her showing me how much fun it could be to have sex with an old tribade 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 saltation object lesson. So I missed our secret dancing sitting and all of the hidden sexual fun we used to have together.

As I rode my bike through the parking lot, admiring the great persuasion and moderate weather, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the ladies restroom. Locking my bicycle onto the cycle wrack I figured I would pee and have a tiny little break.

When I was walking to the door of the gentlewoman room, I noticed this very reasonably older woman sitting on the park judiciary across from the restroom. She gave me a prankish smile and went back to reading her book. I smiled back and continued into the building.

After entering the stall and sitting on the stool, with my bike shorts and panties around my articulatio talocruralis, I could n't help thought process of the sexy woman 's smile and what it meant. I let loose my stream thinking bad opinion about the woman outside on the bench. `` Was she a sapphic '' ? `` Would she force or rape me '' ?

My thought were getting me more than and more aroused and I was imagining her coming into the ladies room and ravishing my immature torso, right there in the stall. But, to no avail, I had no such chance, so I wiped the urine droplets from my pussy lips and went back outside.

I walked over to the Coca Cola machine and purchased a can of washing soda, and then took a behind on the bench just opposite from the sexy smiling fair sex. Unknowingly, I was flirting, I know now.

My legs leisurely spread to hand her a undecomposed view of my tight shorts pulled into my pussy. Then waving how-do-you-do again, I started fidgeting in my backside, 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 patch I stared into the smiling lady 's eyes as they followed my bridge player. 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 oppose to her flirting, but what I did know was that I wanted this sexy older woman to seduce me. Her gestures and sexy stares had my panties so damp they were stuck to my cutis. My pissed trivial teenage pussy was literally trembling from the inside out.

So as she watched me intently, I casually pulled the leg of my underdrawers aside to show her my step-in covered pussy. She pressed her hand to her lap even harder and I could see the material give under the weight of her hand.

Then I casually slipped my panties aside to shew her my bare pussy. I almost thought she would stand up and walk away in disgust, thinking that I 'm some kind of sex junkie. 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 digit to give me the `` come hither '' hired hand motion.

I really did n't know why she would beckon me, but I was determined and excited to determine out. I was also very promising that she was as very much of a sex freak, as I am, and that she would want to rent full advantage of me.

After she had disappeared from aspect and entered the building I stood up and followed her into the ladies elbow room. Swinging my hips in a very lewd manner, signaling that I was truly concern in her as a good deal as she was with me.

As I walked up to her, she looked at me and said, `` That 's a very pretty lilliputian pussy. Do you heed if I have a tight flavour ? ``

Without saying a single countersign I pulled aside the leg of my shorts along with my panty, showing her my slit, up close. She knelt down and moved her face really close to me, sniffing my female scent.

'' Does it find beneficial 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 tinct your pin-up little girlfriend pussy ? '' she asked and almost before I could respond, I could feel her fingers tracing a telephone line up and down my slit, along with her hot breath.

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

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

Taking my hand, she led me to an empty-bellied stand and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could feel her bridge player lowering my short pants and rolling down my panties until they were hanging off my one ankle.

'' Lean your pretty fiddling hiney back against the rampart and relax, and I 'll use my mouth and make erotic love to your pretty pussy, Angel Falls, '' she told me as she knelt down in presence of me on the restroom level and put her hands on my privileged thigh.

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

Looking down I saw the old lady breathe in my cunny aroma before her hot tongue went to work teasing my labia. and with one retentive swipe, she stroked my all puss. It was such a wonderful touch it made my knees buckle.

Her tongue was stimulating my cunt much more than my fingers ever could and I was savoring every moment. Sucking on my kitty sassing like she was swallowing my soul.

Next, she parted my lips with her fingerbreadth and sucked on my button until it swelled and stuck out of its hood. Her clapper 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 swell clit. The infliction mixed with pleasure almost brought me to my knees. I was in turmoil, shaking with my pussy juice dripping down my taut thighs.

Then she plunged her glossa as far as she could deep into the caries of my kitty and she started slapping my clit even harder, almost to the extent of a painful spanking. Making me squirm against the bulwark with pleasure and pain.

She continued to slap my oversensitive clit, and she must sustain realized that I was enjoying it immensely. So she stopped tongue fucking my pussycat to say `` That 's a gamey slight pussy and I think it deserves this spanking. '' with a big shit-eating smiling on her look.

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

Much to the daze of both of us a lady constabulary officer that had been patrolling the Mungo Park walked into the madam room and had heard me as I begged her to larrup my cunt

Walking up to our stalling and opening the threshold she said : `` Yes, spank that soil little sluts juicy puss. ``

Looking at her as she stepped into the carrel, both of us gave a sigh of relief when the peeress officer told us not to stop and interlock the restroom doorway so nobody else could walk in.

My new admirer and flow to tormenter carry on her violation on my lower trunk and the officer reached over and pinched and twisted my nipple. Then, I noticed the policeman drop curtain her trousers and state-issued champaign cotton wool scanty. Watching us play she leaned against the paries and started to finger her own hairless kitty.

Reaching the tableland of no yield I thought to myself that it was time I let myself cum and the elderly peeress torturing me became even to a greater extent relentless. All of us girls crammed into one stall must cause been a very funny sight to behold.

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

Pushing my pelvic arch off the wall as far as I could to try and get my abused purulent even closer to the older Lady 's sassing. Feeding my adolescent cunny to her as best I could.

I watched as the ma'am officer came over and knelt down behind the old lady, grabbing her nightstick and rubbing it along her sopping wet kitty-cat.

The moan from the one-time lady when the nightstick slid into her slit was muffled because her face was buried in my pussy. The lady officer was quite boisterous as she sawed in and out of her quaggy pussy.

Just then, I started my sexual climax splashing the older ladies face and shirt with my discharge. I squirted just as if I was urinating all over my two new friends.

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

Without giving me a chance to recover the gentlewoman military officer pushed me onto the toilette, then straddled my lap and demanded I lick her kitty. She turned her psyche 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 desire to, but the lady officer grabbed my hair and pulled my face to her pussy. Try as I might, to turn my face away her totality mastery of my fountainhead kept me in place.

She screamed : `` poke my cunt you nasty slut, and you respectable clobber it good or I 'm going to run you both into gaol ''.

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

I could find the closeness of us in that little stall, with the sometime Lady rimming her ass, as I licked her pussy. Both of us working in unison to play the officer to a climax.

My spit was exploring every niggling crevice of her kitty and her moans were getting louder. When all at once I felt the elderly ma'am orbit between the police officer 's legs and she slapped my clit again, just before she plunged a couple of her digit into my hot slit. She started all over to wildly finger fuck my well-used cunny.

I did n't jazz it at the time, but the elderly peeress was sliding her other fingers into her own cunt. All three of us were moaning loudly together throughout the dame room. Our efforts were culminating in all of us convolute madam cumming together. The lady military officer was gushing just like me and her pussy 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 floor. But I did do my trump to bat her pussy uncontaminating.

Afterward, we all got dressed, and the old noblewoman and the lady police officer tried to get me to meet them again, and although I had a dandy time and I told them yes, I would play them. I had no purpose of coming back to the Lady elbow room and meeting them next Sat.

The End ...