I OWN YOU NOW

I live in a semi-rural area, sorting of a suburb of the suburbs, that has a large mixture of wood and fields. There is a large wooded park not far from my menage with various Swedish mile of groomed trails. During the week there is rarely anyone there so it a great position to go for a jog and get some calm time.

I had just finished running a three international mile loop that ended in the parking area. I grabbed a sportsman drinking from my car and walked back along one of the trails to chill down. This percentage of the green was more groomed than the rest and there were breeze tax shelter and a couple of edifice.

As I walked I could take in glimpses of the toilet facility through some shrubs and a movement caught my eye. I stopped to get a better look and saw an attractive woman in a blue summer tank car dress approaching the edifice. She had dark hair's-breadth and a stacked material body with boastfully breasts that stretched the framework across her bureau. The apparel hit about mid second joint on nice powerful tan legs.

I had n't seen any other elevator car in the lot but there were some houses within walking aloofness and several within easily biking distance so goose egg was strange about her bearing. There was little luck she could see me, not that it mattered if she did, so I took in an eyeful as she walked. She reached the in good order paw doorway, looked around a bit furtively then entered. It was too far to see the door labels but I was pretty sure the right script door was the entrance the the men 's toilet facility.

I waited a few minutes to see if anyone else was around. I thought perhaps she was meeting a man in the convenience but there was no former bm. Curiosity got the best of me and I stepped around the shrubs and headed toward the toilet facility. As I had suspected the right hand room access was for Male. I paused for a mo but it occurred to me I had every right to walk into a men 's restroom, and while not in a bind I could use a pee after my sport drink.

I walked quietly up to the threshold and tried to stealthily spread out it. There conditions hinge squeaked in protest so any probability of catching her unaware was gone. There was a partition by the door that blocked my survey initially and by the meter I stepped around it there was zero but a row of urinals and stalling. I stood still for a arcsecond hearing but heard nothing. I had never lost view of the convenience door so I knew she had to be in the room.

I bent over and looked under the stalls. aught. There were five carrel and all of the doorway were open except the one on the far end. I was soft to derive that she was in the last carrell but I was rummy as to what she was up to. I walked to the sink and turned on the water, washing my mitt as screening while I thought. I did n't really have a solid plan but running through my question were thoughts of her watching me pee-pee or possibly catching her doing something I could use as blackmail.

I walked back to the threshold and opened it, letting the hinges send their sign, then letting it pull shut while staying inside. I stayed behind the partition and did n't move. I even tried to breath quietly. About two mo later I was rewarded with a light shuffling from the end of the comfort station. I could picture her stepping down from a perch on the lav. I heard movement of her sandals on the concrete and a quiet whisper sound.

It was very quiet down early than the woman 's movement so I could hear the low speech sound of fabric moving and a little thunk like she had leaned against the stall threshold. The still cloth apparent movement took on a rhythmical sound. I stayed immobilize and a minute or so later was rewarded with a low moan.

I leaned down and peeked around the division at floor point. I could see her under the carrel paries. She was on her genu facing the toilet with her foot pointed behind her toward the kiosk doorway. My starting time thought was she was performing oral examination sex on a man sitting on the sewer. However, I was sure there was no one else in the stall and I did n't see any other feet.

I walked as quietly as I could in my running brake shoe to the end stall. The threshold fit as stall doors do with about a half inch crack around it and by moving close I could see her back. She was facing away as I had surmised from her leg position so I leaned forward with my eye to the crack. She had her justly hand out of mickle in front of her but it was easy to see it was between her legs. The dress was bunched around her coxa and while it hung below her ass brass I could evidence it was pulled up in front. Her left deal was also out of mint at chest layer and it she seemed to be moving it across her breasts.

My turncock stirred in my unloosen shorts. She was kneeling right in front of the toilet. The ass was up and while the rim was n't nasty it was splattered with water stains. She let out a groan and leaned toward the porcelain. Her veracious hand moved faster as she ran her clapper over the rim. She licked along the left side then moved back down and up the right hand position. The unclean slut was licking piss off the stool rim !

The room access was latched with a small bar that flipped down into a slot on the inside of the stand. I took the cap from my drink bottle and pushed it into the go under the door latch. The plastic was flexible enough to let it barely fit. I pushed it up, lifting the latch, and the room access swung inward.

The noise or movement brought her out of her enchantment. She let out a sound that was more of a gasp than a shriek as she turned and tried to push the room access shut. I leaned in and shoved her back against the sewer with the door.

'' What are you doing ! '' She form of yelped at me. The doorway was still partially between us pinning her against the bathroom. I let up the pressure on the door for a second and pulled her out of the way by the arm so I could swing it fully outdoors.

'' Do n't meet sweet angel with me '' I answered. `` I saw you licking up pee. ``

She looked at me with form of helpless concern and tried to get up.

'' I do n't remember so '' I said and placing my hand on her shoulder pushed her back to the trading floor. `` You want piss I 'll give you a freshly heap. ``

She whimpered but did n't protest. I pushed my running game shorts down around my thighs and aimed at the toilet. My cock was still semi-hard from watching her before.

'' wrench up your doll '' I ordered. `` demonstrate me what you were doing. ''

She bit her miserable lip and slowly pulled up the front of her dress revealing profane panty. I could see her teat stiffen through the fabric as my piss current hit the H2O in the potty.

'' show me how you were rubbing your kitty-cat you little slut. ``

She pushed her step-in down revealing the still tegument of a completely shaved pussy. I reached over with my barren hand and pinched her pap through her frock, eliciting a moan. She slid a finger down inside her step-in and bit her lower lip again.

'' You dirty little sporting lady. You like this do n't you ? '' She nodded with her eyes fixed on the stream coming from the head of my stopcock.

I slid my paw down the battlefront of her garb squeezing one tit and then the other. I pinched down on one of her nipple and she let out a immediate cry followed by a groan. I moved my paw to the vertebral column of her capitulum and pushed her face closer to my cock and the pale yellow stream. Her eyes were transfixed as I pulled her closer.

'' You want the existent thing ? '' I asked. She nodded with her eyes still on the capitulum of my dick. `` Are you ready for fresh hot piss ? '' I asked again. She licked her sass.

My dick was almost fully grueling in my hand. It was becoming difficult to preserve it aimed at the toilet. I pinched off the dwindling stream and turned toward her. I released the head teacher of my cock and watched the conclusion of my piss pip-squeak into her mouth.

'' Swallow it slut '' I ordered as my hammer convulsed another shooting of piss into her mouth.

I shoved my arduous cock into her mouth while the piss she could n't swallow ran from the slope of mouth. Her lips clamped around me as I pushed her head against the cubicle wall with my push. She grabbed the my shaft with one hand and cupped my ass with the other, pulling me to her as she sucked and stroked.

She dropped the hand from my ass cheek down between her pegleg and could see her arm moving as she rubbed her clit. The movements of her hand and mouth were almost frantic, as if she was thirsty for my cum.

We both moved close to orgasm. I could feel and see her drive suit more urgent and I felt that familiar prickling in my mole.

'' Are you ready to eat up my cum you little slut ? '' I asked in sort of a growl.

'' Uh-huh '' she answered with a moan without ever slowing her rhythm on my cock.

'' Are you going to cum with me ? '' I grunted.

'' Uh-huh '' she moaned again.

'' I 'm cuming '' I responded. I leaned my hired hand against the stall bulwark. She pushed me back, pulling my turncock from her oral fissure, but continued stroking with her hand. She let out a sort of wailing sound as her orgasm racked her dead body. I watched the watercourse of cum shoot into her back talk just like my piss had a few minute before. After one more shot of cum she clamped her lips on the fountainhead of my cock. She slowly stroked my stopcock while she sucked the go drops from me.

I leaned back pulling up my drawers as she stood up straightening her dress.

'' When I see you again I 'll bend you over and fuck that gratifying pussy '' I told her in a low voice. She started to say something but I cut her off. `` I own your ass now '' I said and walked out of the can .