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'' Molested at the ballpark ''

by tcs1963

It was a sunny Saturday morning, and I had decided to ask a nice long bike ride. I had been wanting to get some preparation in before the `` Breast Cancer awareness '' 20 K bike riding battle of Marathon.

shoal was out and it had been a moderately drill summer niche so far, and the Marathon was going to be a highlighting for me this class.

So, I got my dad to do some care on my old trusty 10-speed motorcycle and threw on my hot pink hot-pants and matching mutation bra, and set out on my adventure.

When I rounded the corner of Elm Street, I could see the front of Rainbow Park. I decided to hinge upon through and bask some of the scene. Thinking that even if I am training, I may as well try to enjoy the beautiful sights and the beautiful day.

turn onto the pedal path I could feel the temperature change as the tree telephone circuit blocked most of the sun. The cool air making my teen nipples stiffen inside my fuddled sports bra. My old wheel seat had been incessantly teasing my little cunny, due to my movement and the taut fit of my shorts.

As I whipped my bike down the gravel track, I kept thinking about my first sexual experience. My dance instructor used to partake me in the most intimate places during my private dance lessons.

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

Lately, those thoughts had become paramount in my masturbation fantasies. Every time I rubbed my little puss I would opine her showing me how a good deal fun it could be to sustain sex with an older tribade woman.

That was a few years ago and me being almost eighteen now, learned to take it for what it was. She had moved far away and I grew out of dance lessons. So I missed our private terpsichore sessions and all of the hidden sexual fun we used to cause together.

As I rode my bicycle through the park, admiring the great view and hold in weather condition, I realized I had to pee rather urgently. So I rode over to the Lady restroom. Locking my bike onto the bike rack I figured I would pee and have a tiny little break.

When I was walking to the doorway of the peeress room, I noticed this very moderately quondam woman sitting on the parking lot bench across from the comfort station. She gave me a puckish grinning and went back to reading her book. I smiled back and continued into the building.

After entering the carrel and sitting on the sewer, with my wheel short and panties around my ankles, I could n't help thinking of the sexy woman 's grin and what it meant. I let wanton my stream thinking bad opinion about the cleaning woman outside on the workbench. `` Was she a lesbian '' ? `` Would she force or rape me '' ?

My thoughts were getting me more and Thomas More aroused and I was imagining her coming into the ladies room and ravishing my immature body, right there in the stall. But, to no avail, I had no such fortune, so I wiped the urine droplets from my snatch lips and went back remote.

I walked over to the Coke car and purchased a can of tonic, and then took a seat on the workbench just opposite from the sexy smiling woman. Unknowingly, I was flirting, I know now.

My legs leisurely spread to dedicate her a better perspective of my wet boxershorts pulled into my prick. Then waving hello again, I started fidgeting in my tail end, waving my leg afford 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 while I stared into the smiling lady 's eyes as they followed my hand. As she watched me labor the coldness can into my cunny, I saw her press her paw to her lap.

I really did n't eff how to oppose to her flirting, but what I did make out was that I wanted this sexy sure-enough woman to score me. Her gestures and aphrodisiacal stares had my panties so moist they were stuck to my skin. My nasty short teen kitty-cat was literally trembling from the inside out.

So as she watched me intently, I casually pulled the leg of my shorts aside to read her my pantie covered pussy. She pressed her hand to her lap even harder and I could see the real give under the weight unit of her hand.

Then I casually slipped my step-in aside to register her my bare pussy. I almost thought she would support up and walk away in disgust, thinking that I 'm some form of sex monster. But she did n't, she sat right there and watched me.

Just then, she got up and made her way towards the ballpark ladies room, that I had just left. Every few steps, she would reverse back to me and smile, using her index finger to contribute me the `` get along hither '' handwriting gesture.

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

After she had disappeared from view and entered the building I stood up and followed her into the ladies way. Swinging my hips in a very concupiscent manner, signaling that I was truly interested in her as 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 beware if I have a closer face ? ``

Without saying a single word I pulled aside the leg of my shorts along with my scanty, showing her my pussy, up close. She knelt down and moved her face really close to me, sniffing my female fragrance.

'' Does it feel dear when you touch it ? '' she looked up at me and asked,

All I could do was nod my top dog yes.

'' Would you mind letting me hint your lovely niggling miss kitty-cat ? '' she asked and almost before I could respond, I could palpate her fingers tracing a line of business up and down my slit, along with her hot hint.

'' It 's such a moist and slopped piddling kitty you have here, would you let me pass it a sexy kiss, '' she said,

I just gave a lewd sigh and replied : `` Oh yes, please kiss my pussy, young lady. ``

taking my hand, she led me to an empty kiosk and as she was telling me how pretty I was I could finger her hands lowering my shorts and rolling down my scanty until they were hanging off my one ankle.

'' Lean your pretty small hiney back against the wall and relax, and I 'll use my mouth and urinate love to your jolly pussy, Angel, '' she told me as she knelt down in front of me on the public lavatory floor and put her deal on my inner thighs.

All I could think of as I leaned back against the wall was my former saltation instructor. She was the first soul to say that she thought I had a pretty pussy. She always made me feel so special during our private lessons.

Looking down I saw the onetime lady breathe in my cunny scent before her hot tongue went to process teasing my labia. and with one long swipe, she stroked my whole slit. It was such a fantastic feeling it made my knees buckle.

Her tongue was stimulating my pussycat much more than my finger's breadth ever could and I was savoring every second. Sucking on my pussy backtalk like she was swallowing my soul.

Next, she parted my lip with her fingers and sucked on my clitoris until it swelled and stuck out of its bonnet. Her tongue 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 handwriting and slapped me right on my well up clit. The pain mixed with delight almost brought me to my genu. I was in convulsions, shaking with my pussycat juice dripping down my tight thighs.

Then she plunged her spit as far as she could deep into the cavity of my kitty and she started slapping my clit even harder, almost to the extent of a painful spanking. Making me worm against the rampart with joy and pain.

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

Then I squealed, `` Oh yes, girl. Please, Spank my naughty twat. ``

Much to the shock of both of us a lady constabulary officeholder that had been patrolling the Mungo Park walked into the ladies room and had heard me as I begged her to spank my snatch

Walking up to our stall and opening the door she said : `` Yes, spank that foul lilliputian sluts naughty pussycat. ``

Looking at her as she stepped into the stall, both of us gave a sigh of reliever when the lady officer told us not to stop and lock away the public toilet doorway so nobody else could take the air in.

My new friend and current to tormenter continued her assault on my lower consistence and the officer reached over and pinched and twisted my nipple. Then, I noticed the ship's officer driblet her pant and state-issued field cotton plant panty. Watching us play she leaned against the wall and started to finger her own hairless twat.

Reaching the plateau of no regaining I thought to myself that it was time I let myself cum and the sr. dame torturing me became even more than relentless. All of us fille crammed into one stand must have been a very funny sight to behold.

The quondam gentlewoman that was licking and spanking my pussy was lost in her manipulation of my pussy, and the lady police officeholder with her clothes all jumbled at her fundament was fingering her juicy cunt, too. I just tried to fend there and be abused and molested at their whim.

Pushing my rose hip off the bulwark as far as I could to try and get my ill-treat pussy even closer to the quondam lady 's mouth. Feeding my teen cunny to her as C. H. Best I could.

I watched as the noblewoman officer came over and knelt down behind the older lady, grabbing her billy club and rubbing it along her sopping wet pussy.

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

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

I was mostly tongue-tied and could n't stop my orgasm, cumming uncontrollably. Having one orgasm after the other and squirming my ass all over the bathroom wall.

Without giving me a hazard to recover the lady officer pushed me onto the potty, then straddled my lap and demanded I lick her twat. She turned her chief and spread her asscheeks and told the sometime lady to worship her asshole.

I timidly leaned in and licked her labia, I did n't really want to, but the ma'am officer grabbed my hair and pulled my face to her snatch. Try as I might, to sour my face away her add up control of my nous kept me in place.

She screamed : `` Lick my cunt you awful slut, and you better lick it good or I 'm going to run you both into pokey ''.

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

I could sense the tightness of us in that minuscule carrel, with the older peeress rimming her ass, as I licked her cunt. Both of us working in unison to get the ship's officer to a climax.

My tongue was exploring every little crevice of her slit and her groan were getting louder. When all at once I felt the older noblewoman reach between the officer 's legs and she slapped my clit again, just before she plunged a brace of her finger into my hot kitty-cat. She started all over to wildly finger sleep with my well-used cunny.

I did n't jazz it at the fourth dimension, but the older noblewoman was sliding her former finger into her own cunt. All three of us were moaning loudly together throughout the ladies elbow room. Our exertion were culminating in all of us deprave ladies cumming together. The gentlewoman officer was gushing just like me and her twat juice went right into my mouth.

It gushed out so fast that I could n't wassail it all and it ran down my chest and onto the base. But I did do my best to thrash her pussy unclouded.

Afterward, we all got dressed, and the older lady and the lady police officer tried to get me to meet them again, and although I had a great sentence and I told them yes, I would fulfill them. I had no design of coming back to the ladies room and meeting them next Saturday.

The End ...