4 comments/ 103183 views/ 3 favorites Bathroom Encounter By: psyberstatic Let me start by telling you first that I'm not gay, I'd never had an experience with another man, before this day. Yeah sure I'd read stories, but really even if you're not totally curious about it can you say you haven't? Well this all started off one day while I was in the Navy, I was using one of the computer in the computer lab to check e mail. I had a particularly steamy one from my girlfriend telling me in detail what she planned on doing to me when I was home next. I felt my cock rising in my shorts and knew I wouldn't be able to control my self long enough to get back to my barracks to relieve it. I closed out of my e mail, readjusted slightly so I could walk out somewhat normally, stood up and slowly headed for the door. The game room was full, everyone engaged in some sort of activity, video games, pool, cards, reading, or on the phone. I slowly walked through the room, my hard on not relenting the slightest bit. It felt as though everyone on the room stopped and watched me walk through the room. It just made my cock ache even more. I decided then and there if I didn't do something about it while I was there I'd loose it in my shorts on the way to the barracks. I made a bee line for the bathroom, thankfully it was empty. I sat down in the last stall, ready to let the fun begin. I started picturing my girlfriend, slowly teasing me with her tongue, licking it around the head of my cock while she looked up at me. I was getting so into it I didn't even realize the bathroom door had opened. Then I realized how loud I was being about it. I stopped immediately and listened. The person that had just come in took the stall next to mine. I couldn't resist, the thought of almost being caught turned me on even more, so I slowly started pumping myself again, thinking about my girlfriend again, then my mind started to wander to the guy in the other stall. What did he look like? Did he hear me? What did he think if he did hear me? I was snapped back to reality when I saw some toilet paper disappear to the other side exposing a glory hole. It was soon replaced by a thick black cock. It had to be at least 2 inches around and 9 inches long, and that was just on my side of the stall. I felt my cock twitch. My new friend shook it slightly in my direction to try and coax me to play with him. I was so mesmerized by the sight in front of me that I couldn't contain myself. I slowly reached out with my hand to take hold of his magnificent black rod. I stroked it slowly, getting a feel for it. When I heard him moan slightly from the other side I made my next move, I slipped off the toilet onto the floor, aiming his cock right at my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked the head lightly bringing a trail of precum with it. Again he moaned and ordered me to suck it. I leaned forward and took the head of his cock into my mouth and let my tongue slowly play over the slit. His continued moans got me more into it and pretty soon I was bobbing on his thick veiny rod while stroking what I couldn't get into my mouth. In no time I heard him gasp, shortly there after I felt him pull back a little, I thought I'd hurt him somehow. I followed his cock back towards the hole. Just as I fell his shaft swell up he shoved the head down into my throat. His cock spasmed and shot what seemed like a gallon of warm salty cum straight into my belly. When he finally went limp he pulled back, zipped up and left while telling me I was a good cocksucker. I got back up and sat on the toilet once more. My cock was extremely sensitive to the touch and I knew I'd shoot off with no problem. Especially while I was still able to taste this strangers cum. Unfortunately I didn't find out who he was or even get lucky enough to another bathroom encounter such as that. But there's always hope. Bathroom Encounter My name is Stacy and I am twenty two years old. I had met my husband Clay after high school. I dated Clay for five years before we married just last year. I was a virgin before I had met him. I was raised in a strict conservative family. I didn't have any sexual experience before I had met Clay. My parents sent me to an all girls school. Guys have always found me attractive. From an early age I started to notice boys staring at me. Clay says its because I have such a nice ass and the worlds cutest face. I always thought it was my long blond hair. So here I was going on a small vacation for a week down in Florida. I was driving by myself to visit my sister at her home near Daytona. My husband Clay wasn't able to get the time off work, so he had to stay back. I had been driving for a while and I was horny as hell. Clay and I decided that we wanted to have children. We have been trying for over five months to get me pregnant. I wanted to get pregnant so bad, but we weren't having much luck. Every time I thought about sex would make me so hot and horny. I unbuttoned my shorts and started rubbing my pussy and caressing my breast. The windows on my car were tinted, so nobody could see in. I was really getting into it and didn't realize that my gas light went off. I had to exit the interstate right away, I was on fumes. Plus I had just drank a big bottle of iced tea and out of nowhere I really had to use the restroom bad. There was only one gas station on the exit I took. It was really run down looking and there wasn't any other cars there. I had no choice I had to get gas. My car was about to run out and I didn't know how far the next exit was from here. After pumping gas I walked into the store, it was empty. I walked over to the front counter. "HELLO is there anyone here," I said. I was about to leave when out came the clerk from the back room. He was a big black man, about mid forties. He had a ugly but strong looking face, the kind of face that strikes fear in a person. I asked him were the bathroom was. He just stood there starring at me. I was starting to get really nervous. This guy was over a foot and a half taller than me. He had an evil grin as he looked me over and handed me the key and told me it was located outside at the back of the store. I walked over to the bathroom unlocked the door and went inside. It was a single person restroom and I was surprised at the cleanliness for such an old place. There was a door connecting to the men's room but it seemed to be a locked. I started going pee and noticed a large hole in the wall about three feet from the ground and another hole about eye level. I was shocked and tried to finish as fast as I could and get out of there. What were those holes for? Could this guy see me pee? Out of nowhere a large black cock came through the bottom hole. It scarred the living shit out of me. I screamed and went for the door. I tried to open it but the handle just spun and I could not get the door open. I was banging on the door trying to get the door open but it just wouldn't work. "LET ME OUT OF HERE," I screamed. Then I heard a voice, it was the clerk who gave me the bathroom key. "You know you want to touch it," He said. "Fuck you asshole let me the fuck out of here." He started laughing and said, "If you want to see daylight again you will do what I say." I stood there frozen not knowing what to do, scared shitless. I found myself starting to look at the monster cock. I was mesmerized at how fat and long it was. I never knew a penis could be that big, it had to be 10 plus inches. I looked up at the top hole, it was dark inside and I couldn't see his face. But I knew he could see me perfectly. I didn't want him to see me looking at it. "Now touch it," He said in a tone so demanding. "No, I'm not touching that thing, who do you think you are, let me go, GET ME OUT OF HERE," I screamed. I stood as far away from that monster cock coming through the wall. I didn't know what to do. I tried pounding on the door again, but it was useless. The gas station was off the road far enough away from any other place and I know the clerk probably closed down his store. What did this guy want me to do? "Let me go you creep." He started laughing an evil laugh. "If you knew what was good for you, you'll do what I say," He said. I was so scared, my whole body was shaking. "WALK OVER TO MY DICK AND TOUCH IT NOW," He commanded. "Do as I say and you wont get hurt." This guy meant business, he left me with no choice. Slowly I walked over to his dick. I was so nervous. I was shaking so badly. I was scared that he would hurt me if I didn't listen to him. I reached out slowly and touched his cock with my fingers. I still couldn't get over how massive it was. It was way bigger than my husband tiny little dick. This was the first penis other than my husbands that I ever touched before. It had big veins running up and down the shaft and it was so hot. I couldn't believe that this was happening to me. The more I touched it the hotter my pussy was getting, my body was betraying me. I wasn't supposed to be enjoying this, but I kept stroking it more pulling at the huge head. My body was getting real hot and I started to sweat badly. "Now suck it," he said. "WHAT," I screamed in fear. I snapped out of my trance and stepped back from the hole. I was telling myself no you can't suck a strangers dick. I shouldn't have even touched it. I am a married woman what was I thinking. But my mouth was getting wet. I couldn't stop looking at it, maybe I really did want to suck this mans cock. Why was my pussy getting so wet? "SUCK MY FUCKING COCK YOU SLUT BITCH." His voice struck fear through my veins. This guy was serious. "Only if you promise not to hurt me and let me go," I said. "Don't worry babe you'll be just fine, now start sucking." Why was I starting to get so turned on about the thought of being a whore for this disgusting stranger that I didn't even know. Uncontrollably my hand started rubbing my pussy through my shorts. I thought if I could just give this guy a blow job he would let me on my way and I could get out of this whole situation. Plus I was horny as hell before I even came here. So I got down on my knees right there and moved my head closer to the massive meat right before my face. I could smell the musky scent of his penis as I reached out to grab it. I starred at his penis hole looking back at me. This guy had me right were he wanted. My tongue made contact with his dick. I slowly started sucking the head of his cock. Then he jammed his cock all the way in chocking me. I started sucking faster, I was really getting turned on. I was giving his cock an awesome blowjob. My tongue was playing with his dickhole and I could taste his precum. I was getting so turned on by being such a slut. I unbuttoned my shorts and started rubbing my soaking wet pussy. My panties were drenched. I could feel an orgasm start to come over me. Then I felt his dick stiffen and I knew he was about to blow his load. "That's it girl, drink my cum," he said. He must of came a gallon. I started to choke as his cum slurped down my throat as I tried my best to swallow it. I never even swallowed my husbands cum before. After he finished I stood up and tried to regain my senses. Why was I so fucking horny. What has just happened? Did I really just give that asshole a blowjob in a bathroom? As I was standing there in my panties I realized my shorts must of fell to the ground. From a standing position I bent down to pick them back up. "Why don't you back that ass up on my cock," He said. I stood frozen with my butt high in the air exposing my ass to this pervert. I forgot that he could see me from his top hole. "I can see that big wet spot on your panties girl, I know that pussy wants my dick," He said. From my bent over position I looked back to see that his cock was still rock hard. My pussy was soaked and he knew it. I don't know what came over me. I slowly peeled down my panties exposing my ass to this strange man like a stripper in a club. I was getting so turned on by teasing this man. It was like I had no control over my body. I started playing with my pussy. It felt so naughty, I loved being a slut. With my ass high in the air I looked up at the top hole and said, "I bet you want to fuck this hot young white wife." All I heard was him moan. I can't believe I just said that. I tried to keep telling myself that I am a married woman, but it was like his dick had me in a trance. I just had to feel it on my pussy. I slowly backed my ass up to his cock. My pussy was on fire. My juices were dripping down my leg in anticipation. I reached behind and grabbed his cock. When his dick made contact with my pussy I let out a long moan and slowly moved his penis up and down my wet slit. I so badly wanted to let him fuck me. "Stop teasin me bitch," He said with a loud roar. I was losing all control, I couldn't take it anymore. "Do you have a condom," I said. "No I don't use condoms, But don't worry I don't have any disease." I was more worried about getting pregnant. This was my most fertile time of the month. I figured a little fuck and I would stop. I didn't care anymore, I just had to feel him inside me. I slowly pushed back, he was huge. I rocked back and fourth, slowly trying to get his massive member inside me. I didn't think his cock would fit into my tight pussy. I was getting stretched opened wider than I ever felt in my life. I was moaning so loud. I removed my shirt and bra, setting free my titties and started rubbing my nipples. His paced picked up, his cock was hitting areas that never been touched before. I was having my first orgasm. My husband never made me cum like this. I exploded all over his cock. "YES FUUCKK MEEE, FUCK THIS LITTLE SLUT!!!" I never knew anything could feel this good. I pushed back hard at his cock. I was getting fucked so good. His cock felt wonderful, he was giving me another mind blowing orgasm. My knees were getting weak from standing so long. I was also worried he would shoot his cum in me. So I forced myself to step away from his cock. I leaned against the bathroom wall trying to regain my senses. My hand immediately went down and started rubbing my clit. I was like a women possessed and I needed more of his cock. I never been so fucking horny in my life. I looked over at the hole and his cock was gone. All of a sudden I heard the door adjoining the other bathroom start to unlock. It opened, my heart was racing, what was he going to do to me? I stood there frozen as he walked through the door completely naked. What a beast of a man he was, about 6 foot 4, 290 pounds. He was really strong, with massive arms but also had a large pot belly. He had a mean scowl on his face as he stood in the doorway. Then I looked down at his cock. I guess the wall was not letting the full length show. It was even bigger than I thought. He slowly walked towards me and he could see the fear in my eyes. He abruptly reaches out and grabs the back of my head and makes me look him in the eye. "You are one fine piece of ass. Look at you with your long blond hair and pretty blue eyes. You have a nice big ass for such a little white girl. Girls like you are too good for an old black man like me. Won't even give me a smile when they walk in my store. How old are you." "Twenty two." I said with much fear in my voice. "How long you been married." "Only eight months." "Already a fucking slut for black cock," He said as he picked me up lifts me and set me down on the sink. "What are you going to do to me," I said. "I'm going to taste me that fine pussy you got there." He bent down and started licking my pussy and clit. I felt so good, I started moaning uncontrollably. I've always wanted my husband to do this, but he wouldn't. Then he stuck his huge fingers in my pussy as he was licking my clit. I was losing control and he knew this. I was having another orgasm when he stopped. He stepped back, leaving my legs hanging over the edge of the sink. My pussy was spread wide open for him to see. "Tell me how much you want my cock in you girl," He said. I was gone, he had me, "YES PLEASE FUCK ME NOW. I WANT YOUR DICK IN ME. FUCK ME LIKE THE SLUT I AM...USE MEEEE!!!" He stepped closer to my pussy. I was pulling at his dick to get him to put it in me. I didn't care about a condom I needed that cock in me so bad. But he was teasing me and wouldn't put it in. He started licking my tits as the tip of his cock was touching the entrance of my cunt. He was sucking my sensitive nipples. Then he moved his lips up my neck and was kissing my ears. He paused for a moment and looked me straight in the eyes. Our lips met and our tongues collided. We were kissing so passionately like two lovers in love. I never wanted something more in my life. I came before his cock even went in. Then he pushed his dick in and started fucking slow and steady as I could not stop kissing him. "Give it to me, fuck me hard," I said. His dick was deep in my womb. I was screaming as loud as I could as I reaching another mind blowing orgasm. "FUCK ME,FUUUCCCKK MEEEEE!!!" He was fucking me so hard. He was so deep, his balls were slapping my ass. We fucked hard for over twenty minutes straight as I lost control of how many orgasms I had. I never knew anything in the world could feel this good. I could see by the look in his eye that he was getting close to cumming. I knew that if he shot his load in me I would get pregnant. But I just couldn't stop fucking him, I never wanted it to stop. He bent down and started kissing me again. Then he pulled out of me, he took a step back and said, "Tell me who you belong to whore." "You" I said. "THATS RIGHT IM YOUR FUCKIN MASTER YOU BELONG TO ME NOW BITCH, YOU'RE MY LITTLE SLUT, TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT." I lost all control I belonged to his cock, "YES IM YOUR LITTLE FUCKIN WHORE".... "USE ME MASTER". I NEED YOUR COCK IN ME NOW," I begged. "I'M NOT GONNA PULL OUT... IM GOING TO CUM ALL INSIDE YOU," He said as a final warning. I knew he was giving me a choice. I couldn't say no to his cock. I had made my decision, I wanted him to give me a baby right there in that bathroom. There was nothing more that I wanted in the world. It was my primal urge to mate with this superior male. I looked him straight in the eye, grabbed the back of his head, pulled him closer and said. "I want you to knock me up, I want to have your baby". He stood me up and lifted me off the sink. He pinned me up against the bathroom wall. He started fucking me standing up. I locked my legs around his back, my arms were wrapped around his head. He was pounding me so hard against the wall. I could feel his cock deep within my cervix. I stuck my tongue down his throat, our tongues were wrestling, we were exchanging so much spit. My orgasm was so hard, I thought I was going to pass out. My body was shaking uncontrollable, tears were running down my face. I could feel his dick getting larger. I knew he was about to cum. I locked him in as tight as I could with my legs. I didn't want him to pull out. "CUM INSIDE ME...GIVE ME YOUR BLACK BABY FOR THE WORLD TO SEE," I screamed out loud. "TELL ME WHO YOU YOU BELONG TO SLUT," He said. "YOU...ONLY YOU....MAKE ME YOUR PREGNANT LITTLE SLUT." He started roaring, "AHHHHHH." It was like a fire hose had just went off inside me. Jet after jet of hot potent black sperm was shooting deep inside my womb. "IMPREGNATE MEEEEE.....MASTER..., KNOCK ME UP!!!!" His sweat was dripping down on my face. We stayed bonded together kissing and exploring each others body with are hands and tongues. His cock stayed corked inside my body, not letting the gallon of cum still trapped inside my fertile womb, impregnating its egg. It was such a magical moment. I knew right then and there I was pregnant. Cum gushed out and dripped down my legs as he pulled his massive cock out of my pussy. Without any instruction I got down to my knees and started to suck his cock clean. "Damn bitch you are a fuckin whore," he said. I sucked his cock clean and swallowed the remaining drops of cum out of his dick. He walked out of the bathroom and that was the last I ever seen of him. He had let me go on my way. I didn't even get his name. I continued on my way down the interstate thinking about what just took place. I couldn't believe just an hour ago I was a faithful wife. Now I was transformed into a black cock loving slut. Instead of feeling regret, I felt excited. My pussy was still leaking his hot potent sperm. The thought of my belly growing bigger with his black baby was starting to turn me on. I knew I would never be the same, I wanted more. Bathroom Encounter Rain hammers down on passing taxis and flashes of electricity pierce the dark night sky. He stumbles out of the door of the local pub in a drunken stupor and stopping only to pull up the collar of his jacket against the harsh wind, before hurrying on up the high street in the direction of the station. The thunder covers the sound of high heels less than 3 metres behind him helped by the fact that his mind is already hazy and his vision blurred from the alcohol. Five minutes of fast-paced walking and he's making his way down the tiled steps of the subway, almost slipping at the bottom but righting himself just in time. Unnoticed by the man, the sound of high heels behind him has stopped. He takes a left at the bottom of the stairs leading him to the platform to check for the next train. "Fuck!" He's just missed his train. The next one is in half an hour. He sits on the bench looking up and down the platform. It remains empty until a business lady smoking a lipstick-stained cigarette and carrying a small black-leather briefcase enters. Her matching grey jacket and skirt are sullied by the pounding rain and her wet hair is tucked neatly behind her delicate ears. He spends a few seconds trying to retain focus for long enough to look up and down her slender figure, eyes momentarily stopping on the curve of her ass and taking in the full glory of her obviously stiff nipples poking through her white blouse. She seemed to have neglected a bra that morning. After feeling a familiar twinge in his groin, he takes hold of himself and looks away, instead gazing at the graffiti marked walls, trying to make out the encrypted words written there. The alcohol starts to have an effect on his bladder and he feels the urge to piss. He stands, steadies himself and then moves off the platform into the subway corridor in search of a toilet. Slamming open the door with unintended force he makes his way to the urinal next to the radiator, with the vague hope of getting some warmth. Unzipping his trousers and taking out his cock, he begins to piss, leaning his head back and letting out a breath of satisfaction. In fact, so involved is he with his urination that he doesn't even hear the bathroom door being softly opened and closed. It's only when a soft hand reaches round to his chest and the sweet cigarette breath of a woman licks at his earlobes that he even realises he has company. He freezes with shock, wincing at the numbing pain of stopping a piss mid-flow. He can feel the flesh of her breasts push firmly into his back and his mind races with wild thoughts. Whether it's the alcohol or just the pure shock of the situation, he can't seem to move, instead tensing his body in order to receive even the slightest movement of the woman behind him. Her breath, still on his neck, sends shivers down his spine that match the electrical storm raging above them. He lets loose a slight gasp as her other hand makes its way round to the front of his trousers, her fingers fitting neatly around his thick shaft. "You're going to do everything I say. Is that understood?" He nods in agreement, unable to rid himself of the knowledge that his cock was now firmly placed in this mysterious woman's grasp and also unable to comprehend the fountain of arousal that the situation as a whole seemed to be bringing to him. He was not however, the only one that had noticed his arousal. The woman lets out a low, almost animalistic groan upon feeling the swell of his shaft between her fingers. She turns him around and looks deep into his eyes, giving him a look that could not have been interpreted as anything other than "I want you". Her knees bend and she slowly sinks to the floor, until her mouth is at the same level as his cock. She lets her tongue slide smoothly across her puckered red lips knowing full well that the man was following every single movement. She lifts her eyes up to meet his and finds them wide with lust. His cock now stands proudly, roughly eight inches long and over 3 fingers worth of girth. Her tongue darts out and lightly licks the tip of his helmet, leaving a shimmering string of pre-come as a bridge between mouth and cock. His whole body convulses with pleasure and the corners of her mouth turn slightly upward to form a sadistic smile. She can feel her skirt riding up her legs as she crouches before him, a wet patch already forming on her white lace panties so that every time she clenches her legs together, her juice sticks to her aching inner thighs. With almost no warning she pushes her head forward, forcing his dick deep into her hungry mouth. His knuckles turn white from clenching the radiator behind him and he struggles not to cry out in pleasure. Her left hand cups his aching balls as her right hand pulls his loose trousers to the floor. He's in ecstasy, never before has a woman made him feel this way and he's so turned on that already, he's close to climax. Sensing this, she stops and stands up. He looks at her with the pleading expression of a child being told off. Again, the corners of her mouth twitch upwards into a smile, her lipstick now smudged across her cheeks. He reaches out to her but she grabs both of his wrists and places them back on the radiator. Stretching down she pulls a set of metallic, police handcuffs from her unclasped briefcase. Leaning forward, she firmly places her lips against his whilst at the same time handcuffing him to the radiator pipe. Moving backwards she admires her handiwork, taking in the sight of this well-endowed and very erect man straining at his bonds. She slides the bottom of her skirt upwards and hooks her thumbs around her sodden panties, bringing them down slowly to her feet, whilst at the same time giving him a glimpse of her perfectly shaven pussy. The man is now tearing at his metal bonds in the vain attempt to claim his prize but she just laughs, a short derisive laugh that cuts through the stagnant bathroom air like a knife but even that cannot quell his desire. He must have this woman. Everything about her creates volcanoes of lust within his very core and she knows it. She knows the exact effect of every movement she makes, no matter how slight, and she thrives off it. Kicking off her panties she picks them up and rolls them into a ball, enjoying the warm residue that the wet material leaves in her palm before moving forward and forcing them into his eager mouth. Every muscle within his body is tensed and his cock is so hard that with each pulse of blood it throbs visibly. Licking her lips she steps back, barely a metre away from his outstretched chest, his hungry eyes. Her nipples creating obvious triangles in the fabric of her blouse, she gives one of them a tweak sending a bolt of sexual electricity to her aching cunt. Small droplets of juice gradually trail their way down her inner thighs. Eyes fixed on his; she reaches a finger down to her soaking cunt before bringing it to her open mouth. He emits a groan of desire and a drop of pre-come falls from his stiff cock onto the bathroom floor. She takes off her jacket, dropping it to the ground before slowly unbuttoning her blouse, not once taking her eyes from his. The last button finally releases her pert breasts and erect pink nipples. Sliding the blouse to the ground she unzips her skirt and wiggles her luscious ass before that falls to the floor as well. She now stands before him, wearing nothing but black high heels and a devious look on her face. Moving forward she kneels down, once more taking his cock into her wet mouth. His muffled moans fill the room and he feels sure that no woman has ever got him so worked up before. One hand steadies herself as the other slides down, palm sliding across her naval before finally resting a finger on her aching clit. Now it's her turn to moan, working him with her mouth and building up her own orgasm with her fingers. He almost blacks out as he once again nears an orgasm but she senses it and immediately stops, stands up, leans forward and bites him hard just above his collarbone. Filled with a mix of rage and arousal he goes wild, thrashing at his bonds, almost tearing the radiator from the wall. She bites her lip and continues to play with herself, moving over to the sink where she sits, lifting one leg up giving him a clear view of her dripping wet cunt. Nearing climax herself and aware of just how long she'd played her sadistic game already, she automatically slides two fingers deep inside, moaning heavily as her other hand massages her throbbing clit. Her eyes remain fixed on her struggling sexual acquaintance and just the sight of his desire pushes her over the edge. Her back arches and every muscle tenses within her as she is immersed in wave after wave of pleasure. Still she massages her clit, forcing yet another even stronger orgasm to hit her, blurring her vision and sending almost painful bolts of satisfaction from her tingling cunt to every other part of her body. Now using her hands to keep her steady on the sink, her breathing comes in short bursts as her body twists and contorts with the strength of the multiple orgasms. The man looks on, cock still numb with arousal, eyes wide with lust. It takes her at least five minutes to come down from the orgasm an even then, her legs feel unstable. Eyes kept firmly on the floor; she makes her way to the pile of clothes and begins to get dressed. Sliding her skirt up over her ass and re-buttoning her blouse, nipples still clearly visible, poking through the fabric. Now fully dressed, she reaches into her briefcase and pulls out a length of thin silver chain with a single key hanging from it. She raises her eyes to meet his, her vacant yet satisfied expression meeting his own look of complete and utter demented arousal. She moves forward and kisses him softly on the forehead before hanging the key-chain for the handcuff release over his still-throbbing cock. Picking up her briefcase, she walks out of the door, leaving no record of her presence apart from the sodden panties left stuffed in his mouth and a pool of pussy juice on the floor by the sink. Bathroom Encounter I was hanging out with a bunch of friends in Cory's basement. I was 18 and the school year had just ended a couple weeks before that Wednesday. It was around 11am and we were planning to ride our bikes to the local courts to play some hoops. Before we left I wanted to use his bathroom. He said it was upstairs on the left. Thinking "upstairs" meant upstairs, I bypassed the main floor (and the bathroom on the left) and went up to the second floor. I passed what was probably his parents' bedroom on the left and another bedroom on the right before reaching the second door on the left. As I looked in, I got a surprising view and jumped back against the wall. Standing at the bathroom mirror was Mrs. Williams, Cory's mom, wearing just a bra and pants. I was completely shocked by what I just saw. I decided to peer into the doorway and moved my head slowly until I got an eyeful. Mrs. Williams was wearing a white lace bra and sweatpants. She was a beautiful woman of 40 with smooth alabaster skin and shoulder length black hair. She was about 5'2" with an average body shape and 34D breasts. She was barefoot and up on her toes as she leaned toward the wall mirror to check her makeup. I leaned back against the wall and took in a deep breath as well as all I had just seen. I decided I wanted a closer and better view. I tried to play it cool and walked nonchalantly into the bathroom and hit the door to close it behind me. Mrs. Williams turned and gasped, "Oh my God! What are you . . . The door don't let it . . ." She pointed and I turned to grab it, but it was too late as it closed. "Close." I turned back toward her and she had her arms crossed covering her breasts. "Great, now we're stuck in here. Turn around Rick. You shouldn't be seeing me like this. I'm Cory's mother." "But I didn't lock the door," I said as I turned around. I had gotten a pretty good view when I first walked in. The lace bra left little to the imagination and was sheer in certain areas. I could see her large areolas and nipples through the fabric. Her skin was flawless and her eyes were pale blue. "The latch is broken and has to be opened with a screwdriver from the outside." "I'm sure if we yell out, someone will hear us and open the door." "Because I want Cory to find his mother half naked with his best friend. Lauren (Cory's sister) will be home soon from staying over at her friends house." "What if I just hide in the shower?" "That won't work because this shower has a glass sliding door." We just stood there silently for several minutes. I glanced to my right at the mirror and could see her standing behind me, with her hands on her hips, mouthing something to herself. I turned my head slightly, so I didn't have to strain my eyes so much. After about a minute, she looked at the mirror and noticed me looking and covered up again. "Eyes front, mister." "Sorry, I couldn't help myself. You're very pretty." "No need to try and make me feel better, Rick" "No, I'm serious. You look great, very sexy in that bra," I let her know and glanced back at the mirror to see her looking down at herself. A tiny smile came out as she ran her hands over her body. I turned my eyes quickly forward as her head came up and she turned towards the mirror. "I saw that. Keep your eyes forward." After about a half hour, there was a knock at the door. "Mom, are you in there?" It was Cory. I turned quickly to Mrs. Williams, slightly panicked. She quickly walked past me, pulled me out of the way by the should and said, "Yeah, I'm just getting ready to go out." "I thought the door was still broken?" he inquired. "Your father fixed it." "It's about time. Have you seen Rick? He went to the bathroom like a half hour ago, but I checked the one downstairs and it was empty." I slapped my head at hearing this and Mrs. Williams turned and put a finger to her lips angrily. My eyes widened and I got really still. "His mother came and got him for help with something at home, but she said she'd have him back by 1pm." "Well, when he comes back, tell him we went to the courts by Jim's house to play." "Ok, Have fun honey." "Bye, Mom. Oh mom I forgot to tell you, Lauren called and said she was going to the mall with her friends and would pick up Carly (Cory's other sister) on the way. They'll be back in time for dinner." With this information Mrs. Williams bent over in defeat. "Ok, thanks." I was listening intently and she was pretty good at thinking on her feet. I was also watching intently, thinking of how good she looked from behind too. When she bent over, her ass looked great pressed against her sweatpants. I was really turned on by the lack of panty lines. As I adjusted my growing erection, I remembered the reason I had come up here in the first place and felt the urge to pee. "Great, we're gonna be here all afternoon," she sighed as she turned toward me with her eyes downward in defeat. As she raised them, they paused, as she seemed to take notice of the bulge in my mesh basketball shorts. She finally looked up into my eyes (At 18, I was 6'3" and very athletic, with wavy brown hair and a light tan) "Any ideas on how to get out of here, Rick?" She didn't even ask me to turn around. She had either grown comfortable with me or was very distracted by our situation. I was pretty sure it was the latter. "I could try and break down the door." "I'm sure you could do it, but I don't want to break it down. Thanks for the offer." "Umm, Mrs. Williams?" "Yeah, Sweety?" "I really gotta pee. Could you . . . uh . . . turn around?" I asked as I motioned my finger in a spinning motion. With this inquiry she remembered her clothing situation or lack thereof and quickly covered herself up, before she turned around. "Oh my gosh. Sure sweety. Pretend I'm not even here." she cupped her hands over her ears. "Just let me know when you're finished." I pulled up my long t-shirt and down my mesh shorts before unbuttoning my boxers and taking out my half erect cock. I stood there for a minute but couldn't go. Mrs. Williams took her hand off one of her ears. "Did you want me to turn on the faucet?" "If you don't mind." "No problem," she reached for the faucet, but was having trouble without actually looking. She backed up a little toward the sink and just missed the handle as she reached out. I stood there watching, amused by her effort. I saw her gazing intently forward in her reflection. Then she glanced toward the mirror, long enough to see the handle and turn it on. Also long enough to see me standing there, flat abs slightly exposed and cock in hand. I could tell her gaze had lingered long enough because her eyes darted forward. After I was able to start peeing, I looked back at the mirror and saw her ears were now uncovered (the faucet was loud enough to drown out the sound of my urination), her left hand was touching her breast and her right hand was on her inner thigh. I finished up and straightened my clothes before flushing and then walking over to the faucet to wash my hands. I turned off the faucet, which startled her and made her spin around quickly. "Oh my," she gasped as her hands brushed against my stomach. She was standing about a foot in front of me looking up into my face. A slight shiver seemed to go through her and then she backed up slowly, "sorry I didn't hear you move. Could you . . . uh . . . turn around, again?" she asked weakly with a gulp. "No." "No? What do you mean, No?" "I've got a better idea," I said as I took off my shirt. "What are you doing?" she blurted out as she backed up into the door. I walked right up to her, put one hand on her bare shoulder and leaned in and whispered, "You're a beautiful woman, who shouldn't be embarrassed," I leaned back, "but if you must you can put this on." I handed her my shirt and stepped back. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She looked at the shirt and then looked me up and down quickly, "thanks, Rick," she said shakily before putting on the shirt, which looked like a dress on her. "And I'm not embarrassed. I just don't think it's appropriate for my sons friend to see me like this." She walked over to the toilet and put the lid down before taking a seat. She was holding the edge of the shirt, just staring at it by her bare ankles. "You've really grown into a fine young man." "Thank you." After several minutes of silence, she spoke, "why did you say I was beautiful?" I stopped leaning against the door and stepped toward her, "because you are, it's as simple as that." "I'm a little old for you to be looking at like that," she stated looking up at me. "You're not too old at all. Age and beauty aren't mutually exclusive. And if they are, then aren't I a little young for you to look at me the way you have been," I pointed out as I hopped up on the counter next to where she was seated. She leaned back due to my close proximity and looked back toward the floor. "I was just . . . admiring how fit you look." I hopped down and knelt down in front of her, picking up her chin with my hand, "and I was just admiring what a sexy woman you are." Her eyes met mine and lingered for a moment before she pushed away my hand and stood up. "You really shouldn't be saying things like that to me." "You don't like when I tell you how beautiful you are? So you don't think it's true?" "I didn't say that. It's just that it makes me feel . . . weird, coming from you." I took her hand and placed it on her chest and then leaned in til my lips were right by her ear and whispered, "I don't think that's true. I can tell by the way your body just shivered that you like it." She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and pushed me away before walking around the front of the bathroom counter. "Ok, Ok, of course I like being told I'm beautiful. I think you're a very good looking young man in fantastic shape and we've been locked in the same room together for way too long." I walked up to her and backed her against the countertop and leaned in again and whispered, "I can feel you're body shaking and I know you're heart is beating rapidly. There's nothing wrong with a beautiful woman like yourself getting what she deserves." With a quiver in her voice and a gulp, she whispered back, "really? And what is that?" I heard her lick her lips and pulled back brushing her cheek with my own. I looked her in the eyes and then kissed her softly on the lips. I felt her hands press against my chest, but there was no push. Instead they slid around to my back and pulled me in closer as she kissed back. Her lips parted slightly and her tongue met mine. My arms wrapped around then my hands traced the frame of her body. Our passionate kiss ended after several minutes and she began kissing my chest. "Oh my god, you have such a great body," she said while continuing to kiss my chest and abs, running her hands up and down my back. She then knelt to the ground and pulled down my shorts. My now fully erect cock waited to be sprung from my boxers. She grabbed my ass and licked the outline of my cock. She then grabbed it through my boxers and continued to lick and suck on it. She put the tip in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. She then released it and pulled down my boxers. She smiled, "just what I thought I saw, big and thick." She licked my shaft up and down before sucking a little on my balls. She then looked up at me with a fire in her eyes. "I want you to fuck me." I stood her up and took my shirt off over her head. I then kissed down her stomach and grabbed the waistband of her sweats. I then bent down and slowly pulled down the sweats, kissing her waist and then was proven right, as she was not wearing any panties. I kissed down her thigh and then, as I continued to pull down the sweats, I revealed her full black, only slightly trimmed bush. I kissed each side of her inner thighs before taking off the sweats completely. I picked her up, sat her on the counter, and stepped out of my shorts and boxers. I kissed her stomach and waist before working my way around her hairy pussy. She was dripping wet and I flicked her clit with my tongue. She gasped, "Oh my GOD! If you don't put that cock in me now, I'm going to scream." I stood up and kissed her passionately on the lips. I then grabbed my cock and rubbed the tip around the outside of her pussy. This drove her crazy. She arched her back and began take short deep breaths "Oh please, fuck me NOW!" she begged. And this time I obliged. I slid my cock into her warm, wet pussy slowly and she squealed with pleasure. "Oh my God, yes. That feels so good inside of me." I kissed her neck and reached around and freed her breasts from their lacey restraints. I fondled her breasts and licked her nipples while I continued to thrust at varying speeds. "Oh Yes" "Don't Stop" "YES!" "YES!" "YESSSSSSSSSS!" As she came I felt her nails dig into my back. I continued to thrust for a couple minutes before, "I'm going to cum." "Cum on my stomach, sweety." I pulled out and shot my load onto her stomach and bush. I took a deep breath and then leaned in and kissed her. We made out for a few more minutes. "That was amazing, Mrs. Williams." "I second that, sweety. I haven't been fucked like that in years." "I'm sorry to hear that." We sat next to each other on the counter cuddling in each other's embrace. I stroked my hand through her hair. After about 20 minutes we hopped down and got dressed. I put my shirt back on and asked, "Oh did you want to wear this again?" As she pulled up her sweats, "Rick, after what we just did, I don't think it matters anymore. Do you, sweaty?" "I guess not," I laughed. We sat on the floor and chatted for about an hour, when there was a knock at the door. "Mom are you in there?" Lauren's sweet voice asked through the door. "Quick, give me your shirt," whispered Mrs. Williams. I gave her my shirt without hesitation. "Yes, I'm stuck in here with Rick," she told Lauren, as she put on the shirt inside out. "Rick? What's he . . .?" "Just get the screwdriver and open the door." After a few minutes, the door opened and Lauren's jaw dropped at the sight of our situation. Mrs. Williams explained what happened in her own way, obviously not the truth. Lauren just nodded and stared, mostly at me. As we left the bathroom, Lauren led the way downstairs and Mrs. Williams lagged us behind before entering her bedroom. Once Lauren was out of sight down the stairs, she took off my shirt and tossed it to me. "Don't be a stranger, sweety," she said with a smile. As I got to the bottom of the stairs, I said good-bye to Lauren, put on my shirt once she wasn't looking and left. I laughed as I saw the bathroom just down the hall from the front door of the house. In my opinion my misunderstanding worked out pretty well for Mrs. Williams and I. This was just the first of several encounters for Mrs. Williams and I that would take place over the next several years.