0 comments/ 19900 views/ 3 favorites Restroom By: Algonquin Twit It had been a real slow day at work and since it was the day before a holiday, there was hardly anyone around. I was able to finish up most of my work well before lunchtime and had decided to take a break. I disconnected my computer from the company network and was able to tag onto a local wireless network. The company has a pretty sophisticated porn blocking software so by going wireless I was able to slip in and out of some of my favorite porn sites. All I had to do was make sure no one walked in on me while I had the porn up on the monitor. Anyway, I quickly slid though a few sites but there was nothing out of the ordinary. I had clicked out of one site when I remembered a site a Hispanic friend of mine recommended. Earlier that week I confided my weakness for Latino women, their hot, dark black hair, the olive tone of their skin, and the way many of them moved just drove me crazy. When he recommended I come with him to pick one up at his favorite club I confessed I was somewhat intimidated by them. "Amigo, you just have to treat them the right way. They like a strong man, but they want to who can be soft and kind to them," he explained. "Yeah I know, but damn whenever I am around them I simply freeze up. So all I can do is dream about them." "Look Jim," he said, grabbing a piece of notebook paper, "go to this site. You watch enough of this hot action and you'll get over your shyness." Anyway, remembering I had put the note in my wallet, I reached in and pulled out the note. Typing in the web address I found myself suddenly looking over a beautiful Latino woman, her long straight black hair cascaded down over her shoulders and neatly curled around her magnificent breasts. Her dark skin seemed so smooth and flawless as my eyes rolled down over her breasts to the dark areola and nipples. Tiny goose-bump like nubs circled her nipple and I imagined how it might feel to have my tongue... no, my cock slide over them. Just sitting there looking over the picture I could feel my cock harden and I knew I needed relief. I quickly ran a print of the picture and then logged off of the site. Grabbing the picture, I quickly adjusted my erection in my pants and then walked quickly to the restroom. Fortunately the floor was basically empty with no one around, so I didn't have to worry about concealing the obvious bulge in my pants. When I reached the restroom, I pushed open the door and went into the last stall, closing the door behind me. I leaned the picture up on the partition, tucking it into the small gap about the toilet paper holder. Gazing at the picture I unzipped my pants, let them fall to the floor and then sat down on the toilet. I began stroking myself as I dreamed of being with that beautiful woman. Just moments later I heard a knock on the door and heard a woman with a Hispanic accent call out, "Cleaning crew is anyone in here?" I didn't answer, instead I reached out to the partition door and unlatched it, letting it open part way. I then settled back on the toilet and began stroking again, this time more slowly as I listened to the woman come into the restroom and begin cleaning. She started on the sinks but after a short while she turned off the water and I guessed she was moving down to clean the toilets. I could hear the cart squeak as she moved down the row of partitions. I quietly lifted my feet so she couldn't see that I was in there, at least until she opened the door, which she did in just seconds. "Oh, I'm very sorry," she exclaimed turning to walk away. "No, no, it's quite okay. It is my fault. Please, please won't you come back," I pleaded. Much to my surprise I saw her face appear peeking around the door. She paused, first looking at my face then her eyes moved downward. Now I wasn't sure what to expect, my cock is not very large so I knew she could not be very impressed. Strangely, as her eyes found my cock she smiled and said, "Rojo. You have red hair there." I smiled and could feel my face heat up as I guess I blushed. "You like red hair." "Yes, I have never seen it there on a man before." "Do you like it?" She nodded. "Would you like to touch it?" She bit her lip and then nodded. I kind of leaned back on the toilet and pushed my hips forward while still sitting down. She moved closer and then kneeled down. Her fingers ran though my curls as she whispered, "So soft." After a few moments her hand moved over to my cock as she said, "This is so soft too. So soft and white." "You haven't seen a white cock like this?" "Not this close, only pictures." "Do you like it?" "I don't know, it's how you say... difference?" "Different, is different good." "Yes, I like it," she replied. All the while we had been talking her hand had been moving slowly over my cock and as the pleasure increased I moaned a bit and she quickly saw what she was doing to me. Instead of stopping, she moved her head down and I watched pale white cock slide in between her dark lips, her pink tongue rolling over it. She sucked hard and slid her hand quickly up and down my shaft. It all happened so fast I saw my cock slide into her mouth and all I could do was lean back and enjoy. In mere seconds I was overcome and I lifted my ass up some and came, spurting my cum into her willing mouth. She slowed her sucking and slowly licked up the last droplets of my cum before pulling away. She smiled and said, "You taste salty, salty but good." She started to turn when I asked, "What do you taste like?" "You want to taste?" "Yes, please." "But where?" I got up, pulled up my pants and then said, "Do you have a key to lock the door?" "Yes, but I am not suppose to during work hours." "But no one is around, can't you lock it?" I pleaded. "Okay," she said, grabbing a set of keys from her cart and sliding one in the lock. As I heard the lock click, I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up onto the counter. I unfastened her pants and as she reached down and lifted her ass off the counter I pulled them and her panties off. She opened her legs showing me her smooth, dark thighs that led up to a dark, black patch of beautiful curly pubic hair. I leaned down and moved my mouth to her thigh, running my tongue up as I breathed through my nose taking in her fragrance. As I moved closer and closer to her pussy the earthy scent came over me and by the time my lips moved over her damp lips I was breathing hard. I gently worked my tongue back and forth, savoring the softness of her as my tongue wedged centimeter by centimeter deeper into her. I could feel and taste the wetness as I burrowed until I finally plunged my tongue deep into her pussy and was flooded with her sharp, tangy flavor. I continued working my tongue in and out of her as I slipped my thumb into her pussy too, getting it wet. Then with my tongue still deep in her flavorful pussy, I moved my thumb up to her clit and gently pinched it between my thumb and index finger. Her wetness lubricated her tiny nub as my fingers slid over her. I continued like that for some time, savoring her taste while my fingers diddled her clit, but finally, I could see she was getting closer as her hips began to move up and down. I moved my mouth upward, drawing my tongue up her slit until it found her tiny, sensitive nub. I began sucking on her clit while I moved my fingers down and burrowed into her pussy. She moaned loudly and then cried out, "I'm coming, I'm coming." I shoved my fingers deep into her pussy as I stopped sucking her clit. I remained motionless as her pussy squeezed and released my fingers again and again. As the pulsations stopped, I gently removed my fingers as my mouth slipped down again and I lapped up the wetness around her pussy. I then stood up and helped her down from the bathroom counter. "Did I taste good?" she asked. "Wonderful," I replied. "As good as a white woman?" "Oh even better," I replied. "You're just saying that." "Well, I'll just say it was different, and that was very, very good." "Yes different," she replied. She then grabbed her keys and unlocked the door. "We're finished?" "I must finish cleaning now." I smiled, leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth, slipping my tongue into her mouth. She opened her mouth and used her tongue to toy with mine. As I stepped away she said, "That was different too, but nice." "Yes, nice," I replied, walking back to my desk. Restroom Antics We sat down at the table; the restaurant was crowded with eager lunch goers. I was chatting with my three companions while deciding what to eat when he caught my eye. He was sitting in a corner with 2 friends, reading his menu. "Hmmm, nice." I thought admiring him from over my menu. He glanced up, caught me looking at him and gave me a slow wink. I quickly looked away, blushing and feeling guilty at having been caught. Peeking up I saw him silently laughing at me and smiling. I smiled back putting all on my charm into it. We exchanged looks and smiles for a while until the waitress showed up to take our order. I was ordering when I saw him nod his head towards the restroom. I raised an eyebrow but found myself getting up from the table and mumbling some excuse about washing my hands or something. I went into the ladies room and turned on the water, a couple seconds later I heard the door open and I looked up as he walked in. He watched me in the mirror, slowly locking the door behind him. Walking towards me I felt my breath quicken. I turned away from the mirror to face him. He reached a hand up and put it behind my neck pulling me in for a kiss. The moment our lips touched I felt a fire begin to spread through my body. I brought my hands up placing them on his chest and feeling him muscles move under his shirt. He brought his other hand up placing it on my breast and playing with my nipple through the thin fabric of my shirt. The kiss deepened becoming more passionate and frantic. I started moaning into his mouth digging my nails into the skin on his arms. His hands trailed down my back and grabbed my ass. He pulled me tight to him and I felt his erection through his jeans. I reached down to rub him through the stiff fabric, "Mmmm. Keep that up." He urged. Bringing my other hand down I quickly unfastened his pants and pushed them down, freeing his stiff cock. I dropped down to my knees and placed my lips on him, taking it all deep into my throat. "Oh, yeah." He said placing his hands on my head. "Just like that." I eagerly sucked and caressed his cock, wrapping my hand around the base and moving it time with my mouth. He grabbed my arms and hauled me upright. He turned me around, bent me over the countertop, and flipped up my skirt. Pulling my panties to the side he guided his cock to my very wet pussy. Rubbing just the head against my lips he teased me, holding me so I couldn't push back into him. "Hmmm...Just right," he said fingering my wetness. In one swift movement he grabbed my hips and drove deep into me causing me to gasp at the suddenness of it. He pounded into me, his balls slapping my clit with each thrust. There was nothing gentle about this fucking, and I loved every minute of it. Abruptly, he pulled out of me. Spinning me around he slams me against the cold tile wall. I brought my leg up to wrap it around his waist. He grabbed my thigh, holding my leg in place and guided his cock back into my eager pussy. Fucking me vigorously he brought a hand up placing it around my throat and holding me against the wall. He kissed me hard and deep making my head spin. I ran my hands all over his chest and back, raking my nails across his skin and burying my fingers in his hair. I felt the first waves of orgasm hit and my muscles tighten. "I'm cumming," I gasped. Trying to be quite was driving me crazy. "Mmmmm. Me too." He replied and I felt him tense as he shot his load deep into me. Leaning against me against the wall we struggled to regain our breath. We chatted for a minute as we adjusted our clothing and hair. He unlocked the door and quietly slipped out and into the men's room, I walked back out to the restaurant and re-joined my friends. Our food had just arrived. "Perfect timing," one says, "What did you fall in or something?" We all share a laugh but they have no idea..... He gives me a wink from across the room. Restroom Rendezvous This was a bit of a personal fantasy, in no way saying that a woman is not capable of pleasuring another woman without aid. Also not my best work, but I enjoyed it, hopefully you will too. Some days I don't know how I can go on living without her. Other days our arrangement, the secret rendezvous and the brief but passionate stolen moments we find to make love to one another ... well, it certainly isn't taking anything away from our 'committed' relationships. We both have wonderful and enjoyable relationships with our boyfriends, just, each other on the side as well. It helps to have something a little extra to fantasize about, and to tease them with, whether real or imagined. They don't exactly know, but perhaps they suspect... as its no secret to our close friends that we are bi-sexual and the best of friends. But in so many ways men are terribly gullible. Don't you think? And that's part of what makes them loveable. I have to admit that I am the dominant one, with Karen, at least. Sometimes I just wish I had a cock so I could take control, boss my partner around, make them crave my penetration and then fuck them senseless... that isn't really EASY to do when you've only got a pussy. Believe me, I've tried and to no avail. Don't get me wrong, I love being dominated as much as the next girl, but on occasion... Well, Karen is perfect for me in that way. She loves being told what to do, and when to shut up and just be fucked. And it's all in good fun, really good fun when we use toys. I had decided ahead of time that the occasion of our double-date to one of the cities fanciest restaurants, was the perfect opportunity for one of our stolen moments, and to be had almost directly under our boyfriend's noses. After a very appetizing entrée and main, upon being satisfied that my boyfriend Mike and Karen's boyfriend Steve were involved enough in debating the pros and cons of the latest x-box game release to not really mind if we were gone for awhile, I grasped the opportunity to steal Karen away. "Well boys, if I could be excused for a moment, I need to go... powder my nose." I flashed a charming smile at them both, and a little leg too as I rose from my seat, looking across at Karen expectantly. "Oh! Yes, well, I'll join you." She was quick to rise from her seat, and I moved to her side. Our men collectively chuckled, giving each other a look, you know that look... 'Women!' is what it infers. The weaker sex, with small bladders ... What men don't realize or perhaps they affectionately chose to ignore, is that our group migrations to the bathroom are wonderful opportunities to vent about them and share the latest gossip, especially in a group setting. Complaints about your partner's performance in the sack or his embarrassing habit of farting in bed (a libido killer, by the way), or how amused you were at catching your son/sibling/family friend masturbating in the shower, don't always go over well in mixed company. I don't think they noticed our joining hands as we moved off to the ladies room, and if they did, it meant nothing out of the ordinary and raised no suspicion. Because, girls always hold hands - right? I let my hand slip from Karen's so that she would move ahead of me, taking the opportunity to give her a thorough look-over while I had the chance. I imagined we made quite an attractive looking pair. Karen wore a flatteringly clingy red dress that fell to just below her knees, with sleeves that hung loosely about the tops of her arms, occasionally letting slip the pale flesh of her shoulders. Her legs were bare and smooth shaven; her feet clad in stylish red high-heels that criss-crossed over her silver painted toes, wide ribbon entwining its way up her calves from the back of the heel, finally tied in a small bow. I myself was wearing a sleeveless and shockingly short black dress with rather dangerously tall black high-heels, I was dressed to kill, or stun at the very least. "Oh! It's out of order..." Karen's voice trailed off in dismay as she noticed a sign on the woman's restroom door. What Karen didn't know was that I'd already called ahead and bribed one of the restaurant staff. I laughed, affectionately tweaking one of her plump butt-cheeks, "No, it isn't really." Looking around, I made certain that no one was paying us undue attention before I opened the door and motioned Karen in front of me and into the room, quickly slipping in and closing the door promptly behind us. She looked behind me to the door handle, her brows furrowing in concern. "Dea, there's no lock..." "Oh, don't worry about that, no one is going to come into an out of order public restroom." I reasoned with her. She gave me that look, a sexy pout, and lifted brow with a hint of... Please tell me you're thinking what I think you're thinking. "What are you up to?" "Well, I thought I'd fuck you, here and now." I noticed her involuntary intake of breath, and the way she swayed slightly on her feet. I knew she was squeezing her thighs together to quell the sudden flutter of arousal I'd triggered within her. "It doesn't take that long to 'powder' one's nose." She argued weakly. But I just wasn't listening anymore. Her change in breathing, the moistening of her lips, and the widening of her eyes... all had me very enchanted. I just loved exciting this woman. I slowly moved towards her, swaying my hips seductively, my heels clicking loudly on the ceramic tiled floor with each purposeful step. My purse was held in front of me, kept close to my body. She kept glancing between the playful look in my eyes and my oddly held purse, "Just what are you hiding?" I shrugged, smirking faintly and still leading her on, "What makes you think I'm hiding anything?" "You were been holding that thing the entire time we were at dinner; you didn't even put it on the floor... And honestly," She paused, trying not to offend me; "...it doesn't really match your dress." As she spoke I carelessly tossed the purse to the side and quickly pressed my body close against hers, marveling at her curves and loving the way our breasts pressed against each others, fighting for predominance. She gasped. "You've got a cock!" Karen took very little time in raising the hem of my rather short black dress up over the now obvious bulge of a rather substantial cock, laughing as she did so. "I can't believe you, you're wearing a strap-on to dinner... Mmm, Dea...!" Her voice trailed off, faltering as desire and the excitement of the situation overcame her. She began rubbing her body against me, wrapping a small hand around the shaft of my flesh-colored and realistic looking but ultimately fake cock with her hand, guiding it to press against her arousal beneath her dress. I wrapped my arms around her, my mockery of a cock pressing painfully hard against her as I lifted her off the floor and promptly placed her on the counter by the basins, her heels banging loudly against the washroom cabinets beneath her. Trailing my hand up from her ribbon enwrapped calves, over her knees and to her bare thighs; I groaned and bit my lip as I felt the slick wetness of her juices leaking between her thighs. My gaze locked with hers, and we shared a warm smile as my hand moved onwards, soon resting against the swollen lips of her pussy. As I had expected, she wore no panties. I moved a knowing finger against the swollen button of her clit, and then dipped downwards into her sopping center. Karen groaned, her movements encouraging one of her sleeves to slip off of her shoulder once again. It fell further than it had in the restaurant, elegantly revealing a full, bra-unencumbered breast. I feasted my eyes upon the sight as she lifted a hand, her body pressing back against the mirrored wall behind her as she squeezed and toyed with the exposed breast. My fingers stilled within her as I became distracted by the breathtaking sight. Once again, she had me distracted, regaining the upperhand. But I was, for once, truly capable of doing something about it. I withdrew my fingers, raising my hand to my mouth and eagerly tasting of her juices. She looked to me with a smile. Karen eased herself forward on the counter, linking her hands behind my neck and nuzzling my face affectionately, her tongue darting out of her mouth and into mine, tasting of her own juices. The lifting of her butt-cheeks as she leant towards me and the subsequent releasing of her dress from beneath her, was the very opportunity I needed. Moving my own arms around her, I eased my strap-on cock up against her pussy, attempting to enter her. It instantly felt awkward, and we laughed easily about it, the way only lovers can. After a few seconds of unsuccessfully trying to make it work, Karen took over. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and looked down between us, mumbling, "Hang on a minute..." I took the full brunt of her weight against my body, groaning at the twinge of pleasure that sent through me, and I watched as she spread herself open with her fingers, exposing her beautiful pink center to the head of my cock and slowly easing herself down onto it. It was a glorious sight, her head fell back, and her body arched into mine in the most intimate of movements, our breasts bounced, but my gaze was upon hers as I finally penetrated her. Reaching down between our now joined bodies, I quickly set the vibration in motion, sending continuous waves of pleasure deep into her, and a small piece was pressed against my clit, vibrating and pleasuring me at the same time. Karen cried out, her hand grasping for something and hitting the mirror, smearing its surface with streaks of her finger prints. "Oh fuck me with it, Dea, please!" Like I needed an invitation! Her other hand quickly started fingering her swollen pearl, we both knew our time was limited. Gripping her outer thighs, I roughly pushed up her dress so I could watch the unfamiliar sight of a cock attached to my body, penetrating her. Using the counter to help balance some of her weight, I began the motion of raising up onto my toes then falling back on my heels, over and over again as I thrust into her. It certainly helped that I was wearing one of my highest pair of high heels. The sound of her wetness squelching around my cock as I moved in and out of her pussy was exciting me to new heights. Before long our juices were mingling, my plastic cock dripping with thin strands of Karen's wetness, my own thighs shining and slick. My pussy was aching for want of something hard and thick inside me, but the continuous rapid vibrations against my clit, and the thrill of being able to literally fuck my lover like a man, was more than enough for now. Karen whimpered in her need, her eyes squeezed shut in extreme pleasure, continuing to finger herself expertly and quickly. I knew it was unlikely that over the hum of conversation in the restaurant, anyone would hear us, but it was still risky, which added to the excitement. I moved one of my hands from Karen's thigh, pressing it firmly over her mouth to keep her quiet. Her eyes flew open then visibly rolled back in her head, her nostrils flaring as her lungs strained for air, our bodies helplessly thrusting back and forth, working towards almost attained mutual pleasure. I fucked her harder and faster, and for a moment it almost seemed as if the long realistic looking cock that was attached to my body actually was my own flesh. As I built towards orgasm I closed my eyes, imagining a steady stream of creamy cum bursting forth from the head of my cock and flooding Karen's' quivering and beckoning pink insides. I was straining to reach deeper inside her than I ever had before, at the same time crushing the vibrating butterfly against my clit. Karen's mouth moved helplessly against my hand, making ragged gasps and the suppressed moans of words that no one would ever hear, and I overflowed with the womanly cum I could never shoot into her, my wetness dripping down my thighs. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, my head falling backwards as I held the strap-on cock deep within her, shuddering and shaking through climax. Karen drew me close to her, holding my head against her breasts as I recovered my breath. Finally a wave of exhaustion passed through my body, and I felt I understood the effort it takes for a man to so often be the one on top. I gently caressed my fingers over her one exposed and still heaving breast, as she finally drew in much needed deep breaths, then tilted my head to smile up at her. "I fucked you good." "Oooh did you fuck me good." She gasped and laughed at the same time, pressing a kiss to my beckoning lips. "Oh god, the boys... we really need to get back out there. They'll want to order dessert." I nodded in agreement, and then winked at her. "But I've already had dessert." "Oh you..." She moaned softly and squirmed as I finally, carefully, withdrew from her. I stepped back from the counter, wriggling the strap-on down from my hips, being careful not to trip over the harness in my heels. "What are you going to do with that now?" "Oh... leave it here for someone else to put to good use." "No!" She gasped in surprise. I grinned and shook my head, moving to the basin beside her and turning on the hot water tap. "I'll just rinse it off and put it in my purse... I didn't bring such a large one with me for no good reason, you know." She playfully slipped off the counter, straightening her dress, and then moved into one of the toilet stalls, fetching a few tissues and cleaning herself up. I shook the strap-on dry then stiffened as I felt her hands on the back of my thighs, my legs parting willing at her touch. The tip of her tongue ran over my closed pussy lips, gently working its way between them, eagerly lapping up the juices that spilled from me at their parting. She groaned as if she enjoyed it, slowly withdrawing with a lingering teasing lap of her tongue. I felt the rough paper tissue rubbing over my thighs as she wiped up the moistness from my thighs. Karen stood up, one hand still under my dress, cupping my mound and fingering my clit, her hand between my legs as she pressed against me from behind. We stood there for a moment, enjoying each other's embrace, before I gently shrugged my way out of her arms. "We have to get back." I took up the strap-on again, bending over to pick up my purse, then slipping it inside and zipping it up, safe and secure and secret. Opening the restroom door, I took a quick peek outside to see if anyone was looking in our direction. They weren't, so Karen and I slipped out of the room, smiling to each other and once again checking to see that our clothing was in its proper place. With that established we strode with renewed confidence through the restaurant and back to our table. Our men were deeply engaged in a heated argument about politics, but managed to put that to a stop as we returned. Mike wrapped an arm around me as I sat down, leaning in to nibble at my neck. "Mmn, you smell good." I blushed, looking across at Karen and her boyfriend as I tilted my head to the side to allow Mike better nibbling access to my slender neck. "Oh?" "Yes indeed, what did you get up to, taking so long to powder your nose." I grinned, resting a hand on his upper thigh, my fingers teasing across his fly, hidden beneath the table. "Oh, you know, just masturbating with my girlfriend." I gave his semi-hard cock a squeeze through his jeans. "Oh really?" His voice lowered, and I felt his cock jerk beneath my hand in response. "Mmm, you wish." I whispered back as I nipped at his ear. Restroom Rendezvous It was a pleasant surprise to see her at the store that noon. I was on my lunch hour and thought to buy some cookies for the kids. She was there to purchase some odd office stuff. Her office, that is my previous employer, is near to this store. Even though we are still in touch, either on phone or YIM, that day I didn't tell her I am visiting this city since I had a meeting till noon and then had to reach back home by evening. So there was no time for a date. In fact since I can't meet her, I didn't inform her about my trip. Otherwise, she might feel bad if I go without meeting her. Mel is 46 but may look 36 with no wrinkles, no shades of grey hair; but with a glow on her face and with her golden silky hair, she gets instant attraction from younger men. She is older than me by 8 years but we are more like a romantic couple who considers age is just a number. She is taller than me by an inch and keeps her body fit. She runs daily for 3 miles and works out 3 days a week an hour a day at the gym. She is my best friend for years since we used to work together in the same department while I was at my previous employer. We shared anything and everything and yes, we sort of, were romantically attracted. She always kept a little bit of distance, since she has another lover, who is not a romantic guy, but rather her fuck-buddy. For romance, there was only one name in her book -- Bob; that is me. She never accepted that, but yes we both know we are in love - secretly with each other. We had sex in office, car and in a motel too but she always made it a point not to get to the emotional angle of love. She used to say -- "Bob, love is a strong word. We can fuck daily and explore each other inch by inch, but don't use the word love since that is strong." I used to think I can use the term FWB, but I know, it is more than that. I always obeyed her since she is the best thing to happen to me in my life, after my kids. Wish my wife ever knew to read my mind.... "Bobbiee darling!" she cried out and crashed on to me. "Mely, oh my God!Honey, how are you?" I was so excited to see her after a while. I had to move to the next city since I changed employers and it had been a couple of months that we have not met in person. "I am sorry honey, I didn't inform you since it is a half day meeting and I need to get back home by evening." I tried to explain. "Never mind my cute boy. So how are you and how is family?" she always understands me, better than anyone I've in my life, including my wife. "Well, you know Mely, things are not good. The recession, finance, home, kids etc and life is hectic. But to be frank, I miss your presence and do you know that?" I was feeling a bit desperate. Yes, I was missing her a lot. I can depend on her, and she was a great support for me in office and my secret personal life. She loved my romantic ways and appreciated it. Even though she was hungry for more sex, her core was full of romance. She is my sex goddess and my teacher. She was deprived of sex from her husband and always felt she never got enough. And I was happy to be her boy-toy, as she sometimes calls me. She taught me many things about sex and every time I felt I am new to this even after 10 years of marriage. She was flexible and sensual. She screams with ecstasy and moans with pleasure. She is the real sex goddess if ever one exists. "Hey cheeky asshole, what is on your mind?" she was checking me and her eyes were trying to drill down my mind. "What else sweetie, you know it since you have x-ray eyes." I was looking into her eyes. "Wow man! I missed you a lot and you are melting me with this look...awww." I can see she turn red-faced when she said it. Yes, I can feel the burning desire inside her. The passion will never die between us. "Mely, no 'French classes' these days?" she knew what I meant and it was about her fuck-buddy. "Nope,he is on vacation and went for a month long trip to South East Asia." I can see she is starving, I can feel it in her voice. Hey eyes say it and show the hunger inside her. "Hmm..I think you need me more than anything these days, don't you?" I was playful again. "Sweet boy, you know I always wanted you and it will remain like this till I die." she was true, she really loved me but never will tell those magic words. She knows her family life is almost on the brink of a break and never want that to happen to me. And at the same time, she wants me as badly as I want her. "I missed you a lot Mely and it has been a hectic couple of weeks and we need to sort it out soon. Don't you think so?" I was trying to suggest things. "Damn, this is a public place cant you see dick-head?" she was playful. "I have better ideas, my lovely lass." she like that term 'lass' since part of her is Scottish and she loves being called 'lovely lass'. I took her hand and we moved briskly. I was kind of dragging her and she was looking at me in surprise. "Where the heck are we going?" she asked. "Just be with me for a while Mely." i was assuring her. I knew this mall had a corner where there was a row of rest rooms and I was taking her to the last one, at the end of the row. I knew it was noon and there would be hardly anyone that side. Normally people would use the first ones in the row. She too knew by then what is my plan and we began to run to the last one. She was so excited when we reached the spot. We entered and I locked the door. And there stood we were...looking into each others eyes, panting. And then we tightly hugged and it was a deep embrace. Our bodies were tightly bound to each other and I could feel her heartbeat pacing up. I took her face in my hands and nibbled her earlobes and kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes and I planted a kiss each on her eyes and then nose and then her chin. I slowly parted her lips and inserted my tongue into her mouth. We tasted our tongues for sometime and were competing to suck them. I licked her upper lips and sucked the lower ones. It was a passionate couple of minutes for us, holding on and kissing deeply. Meanwhile my hands were cupping her ass cheeks. She had soft round ass and it made her gasp when I pressed them after some caressing. "Mely, I want you right now....right here." I whispered in her ears. "Bob, I am yours and take me whole." she was sensual in her voice. I slowly started to unbutton her white shirt and insert my hands inside. Meanwhile I was sucking her lips. I could feel her heart beating faster now. I slowly pressed her boobs which were throbbing for my touch inside her 36 C bra. She had a great pair of boobs and most sensual nipples. I fell in love with her breasts and always loved to press them whenever I got a chance. They were so soft and well shaped. I searched for her nipples and found they were already hard. I slowly licked my way down, from her neck to chest and took her boobs out of her bra and started suck them. "Ohhh baby...suck them." she whispered moaning with pleasure. I sucked each boobs and slowly circled my wet tongue around those lovely pink hard nipples. She was in the peak of her arousal. And she started to caress my ass cheeks and I loved it. Her fingers were trying to get into my ass creek. So I pulled down my trousers and helped her to get her finger where she wanted it. She slowly started rubbing my ass cheeks and it made my dick to get erect. She then slowly inserted her forefinger through the ass creek and it went further to my anus. "Aww..honey, do that...I love it." I started to scream. She started to finger fuck my anus and I was in ecstasy. I then slowly pulled her shirt up and started licking her belly button. "Oh yeah, do that my baby." she always liked my licks and enjoys her body to be licked and sucked. I slowly pulled her skirt up and started kissing her inner thighs and by now she was in a different world. I made her to sit on the closet and pulled her skirt up. As she pulled down her panties, I pulled down my underwear too. And looking at my manhood her eyes glowed. "OOh my boy, I miss your toy and I love it more than anything." she was so excited to see it after couple of weeks. It stood erect in arousal waiting for its "lover" to explore it. "I know my sweetie and it is for you, so take it all." I was glad to present myself to her. She started to rub my dick and slowly pressed my balls. I gasped and she smiled at me and started kissing it. Slowly she sucked end to end of my dick, licking the cock eye which ignited fires inside me and slowly precum started to ooze around the tip. She licked my pre-cum and started sucking my balls. Meanwhile she was pressing my ass cheeks too and I was caressing her silky smooth hair. I stood on my knees and made her bend a bit backwards, which made her more comfortable. It gave me a nice view of her secret hole, and her clit was gleaming in her wetness. There it is, the lovely cute hairy pussy of my Mel. She mostly shaves it clean but once in a while I tell her how I wish to see it as natural with bush. It was having that natural look today and I felt lucky! Once I told her after a session -- "Honey, sometimes give me a chance to explore through that thick jungle and other times I can tread through the highways." and she burst in laugh. And today it was the jungle I loved. "Wow!Baby, this is just for me, I know." I was so happy to see the unshaved hairy pussy of my lovely lady. "Yes Bobbie, it is just for you." she was so wet and wild. I slowly kissed her inner thighs and pressed her side buttocks. It gave her immense pleasure and she was moaning. And I slowly kissed her pussy first. And then slowly parted her pussy lips and inserted my tongue inside. She started moaning and bends back again. She felt a lightning passing through her and started to moan. And I slowly started to lick her wet juicy pussy and she encouraged me by splitting her legs apart more. My licking slowly started to pick up pace and she was pulling my hair by then. She stuttered violently and started shivering and then...she came. Sweet juice started to flow out and my tongue was busy for a bit licking it. I cleaned it up and she was all sweating and exhausted by then. "Honey, now I want to cum inside you...I want you badly." I was so much aroused by now and can cum in any moment but was holding back. "Yes, I want yours inside mine...let's do it babe....cum inside." she was more than happy. We exchanged seats. I sat on the closet and she sat on my lap facing me. Slowly I pulled her up and positioned her on my lap so that my hard erect dick can pierce into her wet juicy pussy. She adjusted her position and it slid without any resistance and she closed her eyes. "Oh my honey, cum inside me now." she was crying with pleasure by now. "Yes yes yes....I am gona do it now." I reassured her. And I started to push myself up so that my dick entered her, in and out. She knew the situation and acted accordingly. She started to sit up and down and the motion began to pace up. Perfect fucking position! "Faster faster ...yes yes yes...lets do it!" I cried out. "Yes yes..fuck me honey, fuck me and cum inside" she started moaning And I was about to cum and I cried out " I am gona cum inside you baby..have it now!" And I came inside her and I sat back, exhausted. Since she was on top of me, my cum was flowing down and she suddenly came down from my lap and started to suck my semen and swallowed it. She licked every drop of my cum and sucked my manhood clean. "Wow! That was great...I loved it my boy." she was really excited by then, and I can see that, she too got exhausted. We kissed for some more time and I licked her pussy once again for her to cum. Later, we cleaned up, dressed up and came out of the rest room. I quickly surveyed the area and found there was no one around. We then went together to the store, purchased things and sat for a coffee. That was a great session for both of us and we kissed bye for that evening. We both were so happy that without any preparation or imagination, such a rendezvous in a restroom was a great success. Cutestguy Restroom Rendezvous Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me. * I did a double take as I exited the men's room and looked to my left. The woman exiting the ladies' room at the same time looked very familiar and she should have. I'd been acquainted with Stacey for as long as I'd known my sister since they'd been best friends growing up. I stopped and waited as she also recognized me and, when she threw her arms open for a hug, I wondered how long she'd been at the bar upstairs. Of course I gave her a hug and I enjoyed it, feeling her young, lithe body and her boobs against me. "I haven't seen you in so long," she said into my ear, not releasing me. "I know," I replied, not minding at all, "I never even saw you upstairs." "I'm just hanging out with some friends," she said. "Yeah," I replied, "me, too." "I'm horny," she suddenly stated and kissed my neck. My cock started to rise, which I knew she could feel when she started to press against it. I let my hands drop down to her ass and squeezed it as I pulled her against me even more. There was still a risk that either her friends or mine could happen upon us but that really wasn't the primary thought in my brain at that moment. Turns out it wasn't the primary thought in her brain, either. "Was anyone else in the men's room?" she asked suddenly. "No," I murmured. Before I knew it, she was leading me back into the men's room after a quick look around to make sure we were unobserved. She led me into a stall and I was appreciative that these particular rest rooms were quite nice with solid walls on three sides of the stalls and a louvered stall door that almost reached the floor. As soon as we were closed inside, we were making out as she reached between us to fondle my throbbing tool. As I continued to squeeze her ass, she opened my jeans and fished out my cock, pumping it in her hand before starting to work my jeans and underwear down. "Sit," she said once my cock was completely freed. I did, pushing my jeans and underwear down to my ankles as I did. Then, with her standing before me, I unfastened her shorts and let them drop to her ankles as I kissed her abdomen above her panties. After squeezing her ass some more, I rubbed the front of her panties briefly before starting to slide them down. Her bush was trim and dark brown and, as her panties slid down to join her shorts, I kissed around it, moving in closer and closer. She'd stepped out of her shorts and panties with one foot and raised the other leg with them hooked on her ankle, so I grabbed them before they ended up on the floor. After I handed them to her, she turned and hung them on the hook on the back of the stall door, then turned back and straddled me. I stroked her pussy as she lowered it over me, finding it flowing with juices, then guided my cock into it as she sat on my lap. She moaned as my cock filled her and I reached around for her bare ass as she started to slowly ride up and down on me. As she leaned down so that we could make out again, the door opened and somebody else entered the men's room. Our activity was pretty quiet so he'd have to have looked under the stall door to even see that there were two occupants, so I don't believe either of us was concerned. A second person had come and gone when Stacey pulled her mouth from mine and let out a gasp as her body trembled. I could feel my own orgasm starting to build and realized that, with my hands on her ass, I was fucking her pretty hard. Thinking not only that I could delay my own orgasm and enjoy this longer if I slowed down but also that I hadn't gotten my hands on her tits yet, I slid my hands up under her shirt. I unclasped her bra then brought my hands around to fondle the soft, smooth flesh of her breasts. We were making out again at this point and she moaned softly against my mouth as I brushed my hands over her hard nipples. I was still relishing the feel of her hot, wet pussy sliding up and down my tool, but I was also appreciating the opportunity to get my hands on such a nice set of tits. A few more people came and went as she rode me harder and faster while I played with her tits, fortunately none sticking around for too long. I could feel her pussy becoming even more engorged around my throbbing cock so I wasn't surprised when she pulled her mouth from mine again and gasped, cumming again. My own orgasm was getting closer and closer, though I endeavored to delay it because I was so enjoying our secret tryst. "I want you to cum in my mouth," she whispered once she'd finished cumming, "so I'm not dripping for the rest of the day." "Any time you're ready," I told her, deciding that I no problem enjoying a blowjob for as long as it took to finish up. She rode me for a few minutes longer, apparently reluctant to quit, but finally stood, my cock slipping out of her but still standing rigid in my lap. We switched places and, sitting on the toilet I'd vacated, she took my cock in her hand and pumped it before wrapping her lips around it. It was my turn to moan as my cock was engulfed in her warm, wet mouth. She gently pumped the base in one hand while cupping my balls in the other as her head bobbed up and down. I ran my fingers through her thick, dark brown hair and just relished the feel of her mouth sliding up and down my cock. Her skills were immediately apparent and it was obvious that we wouldn't be hanging around that men's room for much longer. It felt like she was putting the effort into drawing out the pleasure that I was feeling, though, which I certainly appreciated. It wasn't long enough, however, before I could feel my orgasm drawing near and my cock began to swell in anticipation. Stacey just kept going, though, providing me with the ultimate pleasure right up to the moment that I exploded into her mouth with a grunt. She swallowed my load and continued to milk every drop of cum out of me until I was completely spent. I leaned against the door once she let my cock fall from her mouth. Feeling her shorts and panties on my shoulder, I took them down and handed them to her. She helped me get my jeans and underwear back up to where I could reach them before starting to slip into her panties and shorts. I got my softening cock tucked away and closed up my jeans then she stood to pull her shorts and panties the rest of the way up. "I hope this won't be my last opportunity to do this," I said as I slipped my hand into her shorts before she got them closed up. I kissed her neck as I caressed the front of her panties. "Yeah, I definitely think this is just the beginning," she replied, moaning softly. At that point, another patron entered the men's room and probably could easily have seen four feet below the stall door if he'd looked. We quietly made sure that we were each presentable and, almost immediately after he walked out, I followed and confirmed that no one else was around. I called for Stacey to hurry out and, as I watched her coming toward me, I wanted to kiss her again. She must have had the same idea, because we made out again briefly outside the restrooms before heading back upstairs. We exchanged contact information and I was soon back with my friends, explaining that I'd just lost track of time after bumping into an old friend coming out of the restroom. Restroom Revenge It's a nightclub with the typical tech music, repeated beats, and people dancing by themselves on the dance floor. I'm seated in a corner by myself. I didn't go there to hit on anyone, just wanted to chill a bit; family is out of town and I had a heck of a week. You are at a table, with your girlfriends, your fiance, and his pals. You are scolding him, because, according with you, he "was looking at that tramp, Jennifer." He is apologizing, you are not even looking in his face. You ask for a strong beverage, a tequila shot, telling him, "You should be glad that I just don't make you sorry for what you did." With his friends, he is now saying, "Chicks, you guys know how they are. When we get home, I'll give her something to forgive me," laughing. You are not going to answer that, you just get out in the dance floor and start to dance by yourself. When I'm passing going to the restrooms, you bump into me, and apologize. "You will make him sorry, won't you? He's in the doghouse tonight," I say, laughing. You stop, and look me in the eyes, saying "Who the heck you think you are to be snooping in our conversation?" "First," I say "Drop the attitude, it may work with boys, but let's be realistic, I'm a little too old for this kind of attitude, more so, from a stranger. Second," while I walk around you, "you are a very attractive woman, but I don't really need to play nice. You are trouble, and I don't look for trouble. Third.." my voice is a lower tone now, and I'm close to your ear, "make up sex is too good for you to pass on it, and you most likely will put out for him." Your eyes are on fire, sparks coming out of them. "So typical of men, to think we need sex," you continue, "this weakness, old man, is yours, not ours." The 'old man' came out of your mouth with the single intent to hurt me, I know that, and you must have used it before, when dealing with the typical slobbering mid-life crisis man. I hold your arm and pull you to the corner, close to the bar. You don't try to resist because I'm not hurting you, and by now, you think you have the upperhand. "You trust way too much in your own attractiveness," I say. As I continue, we are closer to the bar, out of sight, and I pull you closer to me, holding both your arms. When I look in your eyes, "Guess what, this weakness you say, is what will make you feel the old man looking at you, as if undressing you," I slither. "When you get back home, tonight, I'm sure you will bang him silly, and yet, be thinking about the old man, having his ways with you," I say. "And most likely you will see him finish before you, because you will be so damn excited, that will ride him like a cowboy". Then, I say, "Guess what, you will touch yourself, by his side, while he sleeps, and you will be thinking about the old man hands." Getting closer, I kiss your ear and cheek, "The old man lips." You don't react, as I continue, "the old man tongue," I say, while I get your lips close to mine, and I start to lick them, making you open them slightly, looking back in your eyes. "The hardness that you will imagine the old man had," I say, "The feeling that you wanted to have him fill you up and fuck you like older people do, as if any fuck was the last one." You are now shivering, as if you had felt something cold touching your shoulder blades and running down, an ice cube, making you bracing yourself for the cold water running down. I get your face between my hands, and kiss you strongly, something in your attitude did bother me, but because you are strong. I can't resist a strong beautiful woman that I will break, that will submit herself to me. The hands run over your back, one holding your hair, hand grasping it strongly, hurting a bit with the pull, and making you bite your lips with lust and desire. The other, is on your waist now, pulling you. This moment slow music happens to be playing, I somehow just pull you closer and feel you, but making it blend into the dance. Your lips have the same fire as your eyes and I can't get enough of kissing them, and feeling your tongue playing with mine. The touch of your breasts against my chest is warm and good, there is some vague aura of sensuality around us. You know it is stronger than just revenge on your fiance, you feel your juices flowing and you can't make your head stop spinning. You whisper, "You are crazy, my boyfriend is here!" I look around and say, "Follow me to the restroom. I'll get in there first and will open the door for you." You do follow and as I call you inside the bathroom, you are now literally in trance. The music is loud but you can't hear a thing. I turn you around to face the mirror in the bathroom and hold your arms, kissing your neck, and making you feel my hardness against your ass. Tthis is crazy," you say, "We must get out. What are you doing?" "What we both need right now," I say with my body touching thelength of your back, down to your ass. "Bend over," I say. "WHAT?" you look to me. I am gentle when I push you closer, kissing you, running my teeth on your skin, biting your neck and I push you down to bend over the sink. I unbutton your jeans and slowly run my left hand on your front while I smack your ass. "Mmmm," you moan, as you feel my hand closer to your wetness. You are holding the sink with your hands and bending over more to feel your ass against me. Another smack and then I lower your jeans, enough to expose your panties. I take my cock out of my own pants and place it between your cheeks, give another smack on your ass, positioning my hand on your neck, holding you. "Mmmm... this is good, I'm so wet," you moan again and I can feel it. My right hand now is on your slit, feeling it, your panties not with a spot of honey, but drenched in your juices. I pull you using the hand in your neck and the hand on your pussy against my cock and I start to move. Feeling your body against me, making you moan with each pulsation of my member positioned in your ass crack. I take my cock between your legs and move your panties to the side. I now have your wet pussy touching me, making me wet and hot from your dripping sex. "Mmmmm... I never felt so horny," you say, "I want you inside me, now @" "Manners," I said, restraining myself to not get the tip of the cock invading you right way, to take me deep inside this delicious tight pussy. "Pleeeaasss..." you start to say. I don't let you finish before I'm already pushing further; the tip, the head, the whole cock, sliding inside you, groaning with your pussy squeezing me, feeling your lips and clit full of blood. "Ooh...eyes...fuuuck me,' you moan, and I don't want to debate manners. I'm already pumping hard inside you, deep and fast, inside and feeling it all there, stopping to feel the pulsations and sliding out to the head, then back again. "You are so fucking delicious," I moan, while you feel me slapping against your ass, your hands now not holding to the sink, but spreading your cheeks, opening yourself to be ravaged. I moaned just looking down at my member getting inside you. We know this is not a love making situation, it's raw animal sex. It isn't revenge from you, isn't me punishing the young girl that called me old, it's a man and a woman, no, more than that, a female and a male, feeling the urge and fulfilling the desire. Your neck is my tool to pull you closer, my hand on your pussy, pulling your ass closer. The deeper I get, the harder I slap my thighs against yours, the more exciting it is. The sounds we make are not only the grunting and moaning. It is the slapping, it is the wet sound of my cock sliding inside your dripping wet pussy, the suction of getting it almost all out, the wet squishy sound of sex without control. You start to moan and looking in the mirror, I see your mouth biting your lips and licking them. You must be an eager cock sucker, just thinking of it makes me pull myself closer and deeper and makes you clench your pussy around my stiffening cock. As you start to feel the pulsations in my cock, you start to moaning and crying out. You start to put one hand open wide against the mirror, your neck stiffening and you hiss between your teeth, "I...am.....cummm....ing..." Is too good to hear that, too delicious to a man to fuck a woman into orgasm. I know you feel my orgasm will come close to yours and you lower your head as I pull you deep, fucking deep and pulling out in a more frantic pace. "Cum for me now," I say as I pull your back close to me and hold your breast with my left hand My right hand still playing with your wet clit, that is alive by itself, and cock pounding against your womb. I'm biting your neck when you start to cum and the sensations of your flesh surrendering make me shout, "Fuuuck!" Just time enough for this before I start to follow you, your pussy full of my flesh and your breast now squeezed by my hand. I have to bite your neck, to hold to you, to push some more, to take out and push deeper and to explode. One first spurt, your orgasm still making you moan as you also start to laugh, 'Yes...fuck, yeeesss!" The movements don't stop with the first spurt. I am fucking you and the second spurt hit. I want to make you feel my whole cock, hardening and pulsating for your pleasure and mine. "Ohh..cum, cum for me, more," I moan, still playing with your clit and feeling your pussy milking me out of several spurts. One, another, deep inside you, holding close, just feeling your pussy juices running down your thighs, feeling your juices on my balls, making my hands wet and having the scent of you in the air. Restroom Task 'How the hell did I get into this?' the little voice inside my head asks me. 'And why are you so horny doing this?' the voice continues. People who know the real, public version of me would be disgusted and shocked. As a professional lady who has been happily married for fifteen years, with no kids and a staid sex life, I have been secretly Dominated for the past 3 months by an on-line Master, and oh how I am loving this journey, literally. On my way to a far away hotel I have pulled in at a motorway rest stop to have a coffee and a break away from the long drive. My task was sent via email, which I read before I set off for the trip. My jaw dropped as I read the words from my Master on the screen. I was to go to the public rest room at a service station and completely undress so that I am naked with the exception of my red collar, a recent purchase which shows that I am owned by my faceless anonymous Master. I was then to pass my clothes under the stall separations to the adjacent vacant stall, then proceed to exit my stall, naked, and enter the cubicle which now stored my discarded clothing, including my extremely damp panties. I stand there naked, nipples as hard as they have ever been, a moistness gathering between my puffed lips at the merge of my trembling thighs, and listening for a quiet moment to conduct my task safely. Stall doors open and close so often that it is almost impossible to tell if someone is at the hand-washing sinks or not, and the damned noisy hot air hand driers are not helping my senses. The noise of the driers, the doors constantly opening and closing, the noise of other women streaming into the porcelain seats, made this almost impossible, but just as I was about to give up, a moment of quietness came across the rest room. It was now or never. One final check to hear if anyone was moving about confirmed my thoughts that the public washing area was empty. I quickly bundled my clothing into a ball, placed them on the floor near the door, then quickly shoved them through the gap at the bottom of the separators. It was at this exact moment that my mind wandered, and fear sank my heart. What if someone was to come through the doors now, thus preventing me from following my now distant clothes? Oh my God! With blatant and complete disregard to who was floating about, I unlocked the stall door, and ran on my tip-toes to the neighbouring stall, slamming the door behind me in such a rush that other users of the rest room must have thought one of the doors was about to collapse. It was when I closed the door, snibbed the lock, and rested my naked back against the door, that I realised I was gasping with excitement and skin flushed with lust. 'Look at you' the voice returned. 'Nothing but a horny animal, filled with sexual lust' the voice stated in a disgusted voice. I ignored the voice and grinned to myself. 'You filthy bitch' I whispered to myself, and at that I gently grazed my hard nipples to reward myself for my bravery, and speed. Knowing that I was forbidden to orgasm, I controlled my inner urge to dip my eager fingers to my wetness between my shaking thighs, knowing that if I were simply to touch the damp lips I would probably have an amazing knee trembling orgasm on my first touch. Nervously shaking and full of adrenalin, I proceeded to redress myself, starting with my 4 inch black high heels. The relief of raising myself off the cold floor instantly relieved my body from the chill. I clipped my bra on, swung it round, and looped the straps back onto my shoulders. The blouse followed next, and then my knee length skirt. I knew my next task awaited. For the remainder of my journey I was to drive with no panties on. I knew this would only cause a damp patch at the back of my skirt, but knew I would have to deal with this when finally got to the hotel in a few hours. I flushed the toilet, opened the door, and went to wash my hands. The façade, just like my public life! As I exited the service station and headed towards my parked car, the cold breeze reminded me that I was naked from my waist down, hidden only by a flowing skirt. 'Dirty slut' the voice inside my head said, as I grinned and walked away. 'Yes I am' I whisper to myself.