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'' Molested at the Park ''

by tcs1963

It was a sunny Sat morning, and I had decided to take a decent long bike ride. I had been wanting to get some breeding in before the `` Breast Cancer awareness '' 20 K bike riding Marathon.

School was out and it had been a moderately boring 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 motorcycle and threw on my hot tap hot-pants and matching fun bra, and set out on my adventure.

When I rounded the quoin of Elm Street, I could see the front of Rainbow car park. I decided to ride through and enjoy some of the scenery. Thinking that even if I am training, I may as well try to enjoy the beautiful sights and the beautiful day.

turn onto the bicycle itinerary I could feel the temperature change as the tree line blocked most of the sun. The cool off air making my teenage nipples stiffen inside my tight variation bra. My old wheel seat had been incessantly teasing my minuscule cunny, due to my crusade and the taut fit of my shorts.

As I whipped my bicycle down the vex way of life, I kept thinking about my first off intimate experience. My dance instructor used to allude me in the most adumbrate space during my private terpsichore lesson.

I was so young when it happened that I did n't sympathise the tone she gave me, but now that I am almost 18 I know she was actually grooming me. She never completely ravished my young body but her touching were thaumaturgy to a blossoming untested girl.

Lately, those thought process had become paramount in my onanism fantasies. Every meter I rubbed my little pussy I would think her showing me how much fun it could be to have sex with an sometime 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 terpsichore lessons. So I missed our secret dance Roger Huntington Sessions and all of the enshroud sexual fun we used to cause together.

As I rode my bike through the park, admiring the great eyeshot and control atmospheric condition, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the madam restroom. Locking my bike onto the bike wheel I figured I would pee and have a tiny slight break.

When I was walking to the doorway of the madam room, I noticed this very pretty honest-to-god char sitting on the park terrace across from the restroom. She gave me a mischievous grin and went back to reading her book. I smiled back and continued into the building.

After entering the stall and sitting on the toilet, with my bike trunks and panties around my ankle, I could n't help oneself intellection of the sexy charwoman 's smile and what it meant. I let loose my stream thinking bad mentation about the cleaning woman outside on the bench. `` Was she a lesbian '' ? `` Would she draw or spoil me '' ?

My cerebration were getting me more and to a greater extent wake up and I was imagining her coming into the dame elbow room and ravishing my immature consistency, right there in the stall. But, to no avail, I had no such luck, so I wiped the urine droplets from my pussy mouth and went back out-of-door.

I walked over to the Coke machine and purchased a can of sodium carbonate, 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 disseminate to hold her a effective view of my mingy shorts pulled into my puss. Then waving how-do-you-do again, I started fidgeting in my seat, waving my ramification open further while enjoying my soda.

After taking a few sips, I brought the can down inbetween my parted wooden leg and settled it tight against my pussycat. All the while I stared into the smiling peeress 's eyes as they followed my hand. As she watched me fight the cold can into my cunny, I saw her press her script to her lap.

I really did n't recognise how to react to her flirting, but what I did eff was that I wanted this sexy Old womanhood to make me. Her gesture and sexy stares had my pantie so moist they were stuck to my skin. My stiff picayune teenaged twat was literally trembling from the inside out.

So as she watched me intently, I casually pulled the leg of my shorts aside to show her my panty covered snatch. She pressed her hand to her lap even harder and I could see the stuff give under the weight of her mitt.

Then I casually slipped my pantie aside to show her my bare slit. I almost thought she would stand up and walk away in disgust, thinking that I 'm some variety of sex addict. But she did n't, she sat right there and watched me.

Just then, she got up and made her way towards the commons ladies room, that I had just left. Every few pace, she would move around back to me and smile, using her index finger's breadth to pass me the `` arrive hither '' deal gesture.

I really did n't cognize why she would beckon me, but I was determined and excited to detect out. I was also very hopeful that she was as much of a sex lusus naturae, as I am, and that she would want to take full moon advantage of me.

After she had disappeared from view and entered the edifice I stood up and followed her into the gentlewoman room. Swinging my articulatio coxae in a very lustful way, signaling that I was truly concerned in her as lots as she was with me.

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

Without saying a I word I pulled aside the leg of my boxers along with my panties, showing her my twat, up close. She knelt down and moved her cheek really close to me, sniffing my female person perfume.

'' Does it find good when you touch it ? '' she looked up at me and asked,

All I could do was nod my question yes.

'' Would you mind letting me contact your endearing petty little girl snatch ? '' she asked and almost before I could reply, I could feel her fingers tracing a line up and down my slit, along with her hot hint.

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

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

Taking my hand, she led me to an abandon stalling and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could feel her hands lowering my shorts and rolling down my panties until they were hanging off my one mortise joint.

'' Lean your middling little hiney back against the wall and relax, and I 'll use my sassing and make love to your moderately pussy, holy man, '' she told me as she knelt down in straw man of me on the public toilet floor and put her work force on my inside thigh.

All I could think of as I leaned back against the bulwark was my former dancing instructor. She was the first off person to say that she thought I had a pretty pussycat. She always made me experience so limited during our buck private lessons.

Looking down I saw the old lady breathe in my cunny scent before her hot lingua went to exercise teasing my labia. and with one foresighted swipe, she stroked my unscathed slit. It was such a wondrous tactile sensation it made my knees buckle.

Her spit was stimulating my pussy much more than my fingerbreadth ever could and I was savoring every instant. Sucking on my pussy lips like she was swallowing my soul.

Next, she parted my rim with her finger's breadth and sucked on my clit until it swelled and stuck out of its punk. Her tongue was touching me in the most extraordinary fashion, she had me almost squealing.

Then as I was finally getting used to her teasing spit, she drew back her mitt and slapped me right on my swollen-headed clit. The pain mixed with delight almost brought me to my knees. I was in fit, shaking with my kitty juice dripping down my taut thighs.

Then she plunged her tongue as far as she could deep into the cavity of my puss and she started slapping my clitoris even harder, almost to the extent of a painful spanking. Making me twist against the bulwark with joy and pain.

She continued to slap my oversensitive clit, and she must have realized that I was enjoying it immensely. So she stopped tongue fucking my pussy to say `` That 's a naughty piffling pussy and I think it deserves this spanking. '' with a big shit-eating grin on her typeface.

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

Much to the shock of both of us a lady police officer that had been patrolling the green walked into the ladies room and had heard me as I begged her to spank my pussy

Walking up to our carrell and opening the door she said : `` Yes, spank that dingy little strumpet naughty pussy. ``

Looking at her as she stepped into the stall, both of us gave a suspiration of sculptural relief when the lady officer told us not to stop and locked the public convenience door so nobody else could walk in.

My new friend and current to tormenter continued her assault on my small organic structure and the officer reached over and pinched and twisted my nipple. Then, I noticed the policeman drop her trousers and state-issued field cotton panties. Watching us roleplay she leaned against the wall and started to finger her own hairless snatch.

Reaching the plateau of no return 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 girl crammed into one stall must induce been a very fishy hatful to behold.

The older lady that was licking and spanking my slit was lost in her use of my pussy, and the lady police 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 rosehip off the wall as far as I could to try and get my abused purulent even closer to the older lady 's mouth. Feeding my teen cunny to her as Charles Herbert Best I could.

I watched as the dame officeholder came over and knelt down behind the older lady, grabbing her nightstick and rubbing it along her sopping wet pussy.

The groan from the older madam when the nightstick slid into her cunt was muffled because her face was buried in my pussy. The madam officer was quite rough as she sawed in and out of her soggy pussy.

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

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

Without giving me a hazard to recover the madam police officer pushed me onto the toilet, then straddled my lap and demanded I lick her kitty-cat. She turned her head and spread her asscheeks and told the Old lady to hero-worship her asshole.

I timidly leaned in and licked her labia, I did n't really want to, but the dame officer grabbed my whisker and pulled my face to her pussy. Try as I might, to ferment my aspect away her sum control of my head kept me in place.

She screamed : `` Lick my cunt you foul hussy, and you in effect drub it unspoiled 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 officer 's sweaty cunt. The more I tasted her the more I was getting into it, and the hotter I was getting.

I could finger the niggardliness of us in that pocket-size stalling, with the honest-to-god lady rimming her ass, as I licked her pussy. Both of us working in unison to take the officer to a climax.

My tongue was exploring every little crevice of her pussy and her moans were getting louder. When all at once I felt the older dame scope between the military officer 's legs and she slapped my clit again, just before she plunged a couple of her fingers into my hot cunt. She started all over to wildly finger screw my well-used cunny.

I did n't recognise it at the time, but the senior noblewoman was sliding her former fingers into her own cunt. All three of us were moaning loudly together throughout the ladies elbow room. Our drive were culminating in all of us perverse dame cumming together. The lady 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 salute it all and it ran down my chest and onto the floor. But I did do my best to lick her kitty-cat neat.

Afterward, we all got dressed, and the sure-enough noblewoman and the lady police officer tried to get me to fulfill them again, and although I had a great time and I told them yes, I would meet them. I had no intention of coming back to the Lady room and meeting them succeeding Saturday.

The End ...