"Fuck! This can't be happening again!"
Surprised to hear her thoughts given voice, Lisette Berenger looked under the stall door and confirmed that she was still alone in the restroom.
I locked the door. There can't be anyone else in here.
Relieved to find that she was still the sole occupant, Lisette resumed flicking her clit with two fingers of her right hand.
Ever since she discovered the rarely used family restroom three months ago, Lisette found herself routinely sneaking off and bringing herself to a quick, quiet climax during her morning break. Ten minutes of 'alone time' on the sparsely populated fifth floor was giving her the necessary thrill to both relieve her tension and regain her focus so that she could get through the rest of the workday. This time, however, that single quick, quiet orgasm was not doing the job.
Lisette was well-practiced at the art of auto-eroticism. She worked long hours at her job, leaving herself little time for a social life. She was no stranger to masturbation, but did not expect it to become her sole form of sexual release when she accepted the job. She soon developed a routine of pleasuring herself first thing in the morning before jumping in the shower, and then again at night before she went to sleep. The discovery of the fifth floor family restroom allowed her one more opportunity to take care of her needs during the day.
Sitting alone in the restroom, Lisette had already brought herself to an orgasm, but it failed to sate her need. She continued flicking her clit, and soon felt a second orgasm approaching. That one came and went, but again she was left unsatisfied. Feeling desperate, Lisette reached for her purse, fumbled through the contents, and then pulled out her hairbrush. The handle was not as thick as she would have preferred, but there was nothing else in her purse that would do. She pushed the handle of the brush into her pussy and fucked herself with the makeshift dildo while continuing to flick her clit with the other hand. Lisette felt another orgasm approaching, but this one also lacked the steam she required. She flicked faster, hungry for an orgasm that would leave her nerves sated and her lungs gasping for air. She diddled her nub faster and faster. Lisette could smell the aroma of her feminine juices perfuming the stall. Her hunger grew; she felt the orgasm rushing toward her. She thrust the hairbrush in and out, trying her best to simulate the feeling that only a hard, fleshy cock could give her. Her fingers were slippery with juice, and she knew that the next one would do the job. Her face grew warm as her fingers moved faster than ever before. She felt the warmth spread, then explode.
The orgasm lasted fifteen or twenty seconds, and then it was over. But the hunger remained.
This can't be happening again. This can't be happening here, at work.
Lisette glanced at her watch and noticed that her break was nearly over.
I have to get back to my desk. I can't stay here. I have to leave -- now.
* * *
The first time Lisette experienced that feeling was following the Senior Prom. She and her boyfriend-- and three other couples-- rented a suite on the beach where they had a private after-prom party. They were celebrating not only the prom, but their impending graduation from high school, and generally, they were declaring their adulthood to the entire world. Lisette's boyfriend, Javier, had been the last of the group to have his eighteenth birthday, and that event was part of the celebration, as well.
The four girls were all close friends, but the boys would not have been in the same group were it not for the compulsion of the girls. No matter, the group drank champagne and beer; played cards and danced; and smoked some marijuana, until finally breaking off the celebration to return to their respective rooms for sex. Lisette and Javier shared one bedroom with Tiffany and Sean, while Jasmine and Chris shared the other room with Nicole and Philip.
Lisette and Javier were one of the most popular couples in the entire school. Javier was handsome and athletic, with a natural bronze skin-tone, short black hair, and a bright smile that never left his face. He was an All-State defensive back on the football team, and he planned to attend State University in the fall on an athletic scholarship.
Lisette was a five foot-seven inch, one hundred and twenty-four pound, fair-skinned blonde. Her body was lean and athletic, and she worked hard to keep it that way. She had long legs, wide hips, and a very narrow waist. Her friends called her 'Surfboard,' for several reasons. One reason was the fact that she spent most of her free time at the beach. But the obvious reason was her build: with her wide hips and thin frame she resembled a sheet of plywood. Her small, almost non-existent breasts did nothing to dispel the comparisons of her body to athletic equipment and building materials.
Although Lisette still harbored hope that some day her hormones would kick in and she would sprout breasts, she learned to work with what she had. She was blessed with a pair of pointed nipples that were always erect. The only reason that Lisette ever wore a bra was to cover her nipples when she did not want them poking through her clothing. When she felt the need for attention, she left the bra at home. She found that men could not help but stare, despite the fact that she had no breasts filling her sweater.
Lisette was more than just a pretty blonde cheerleader; she was also in the top ten percent of the senior class, the Vice President of the Student Government, and a member of the National Honor Society. Senior year had been a very good year for Lisette.
When the lights went out, all four couples commenced the final act of celebration. Javier needed no encouragement to begin ravishing Lisette, and Lisette offered no resistance to Javier's advances. Within minutes he was inside her, while the sounds emanating from the other bed indicated that Tiffany and Sean were keeping pace beneath their blankets.
Javier thrust into Lisette with abandon. It seemed as though his first sexual encounter as an adult energized his performance to a superhuman level. Lisette felt her pussy gushing more juice than ever before as Javier's cock sliced in and out of her slick tunnel. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew his face toward hers. She could not see his eyes in the darkness, but she was sure that he had to be looking at her and feeling the same joy she was feeling. She found his mouth, then pushed her tongue past his lips as his cock thrust in and out of her pussy.
Lisette felt her orgasm rise, and then explode at the same time that Javier thrust into her with his deepest and hardest strokes. Javier slowed and collapsed on top her. Lisette felt his cock slide out, followed by a river of their combined juices. Javier rolled off of her, feeling satisfied. For the first time in her life, Lisette was not satisfied.
The orgasm had been amazing, but Lisette wanted another. She nudged Javier, but he was already falling asleep. His shrinking erection was retreating even faster than his consciousness. Lisette reached a finger to her gooey pussy and twiddled her clit. Her pussy had never been so sensitive before, and she responded to the probing finger immediately. In seconds she found herself approaching the same nirvana she felt moments ago. With her heightened senses she listened to the sound of Tiffany and Sean in the next bed, despite their attempts to stifle their grunts and groans. The sound of sex and the aroma of four rutting bodies-- combined with her flicking fingers-- caused her to climax in record time.
Never before had Lisette cum twice in one session. Yet despite setting a new personal record, she was still unsatisfied. Lisette reached for Javier's cock, only to find it slumbering with the rest of him. She needed him to fuck her.
The only sound Lisette heard from the next bed was heavy breathing, as Tiffany and Sean had finished and were also on the verge of falling asleep. Lisette was far from sleeping. She pulled back the blankets, lowered her face to Javier's cock, and swallowed it. Lisette had sucked his cock many times before, but never had it been soft. She had no idea how long it would remain in that state, but she was determined to help it return to its former glory.
The first thing Lisette noticed--after appraising the flaccid state and diminished size of the penis in her mouth--was the taste. The combined fluids coating Javier's dick were like a narcotic cocktail, expanding her senses and fueling her lust. She needed to be fucked again, and she could not wait long for it to happen.
Lisette resumed flicking her clit while she performed mouth-to-cock resuscitation on Javier. In minutes she felt it swell, and then stiffen. She heard a moan escape from Javier's lips, and then felt his hands in her hair. The pace quickened, and soon he was fully erect.
"Fuck me, baby," Lisette whispered. "I need you to fuck me."
"Awww, honey, I'm sleeping," Javier whispered in response.
"Fuck me now or you're never fucking me again," Lisette growled.
"In the morning?"
"No-- now," Lisette demanded, "or never."
