My breathing quickened into hard pants as my pussy became so slick that is was a struggle to keep myself open while I fought to finish myself.
"Here, let me help," a smooth seductive voice sounded from the direction of the stall door.
My eyes flew open and to my horror there stood the woman in the black dress. It was like a nightmare or a dream; I wasn't sure which. Here I was with my legs splayed and my pussy spread as wide as it could go. Worse yet my fingers were paused in the process of jacking myself off; and here in front of me, offering her help no less, was the cause of my ravenous desire.
My lustfully numb mind could do nothing other than nod. She sauntered into the stall with her large breast swaying seductively with each confident step. Mesmerized, all I could do was stare at them and imagine them bared for my enjoyment. As if I'd lost my mind for a moment I congratulated myself silently on picking the biggest one so there would be plenty of room for the both of us. That was my last thought as she knelt in front of me and replaced my hand with hers.
"Mmmm, God, you are soaking wet. When I saw you rush out I followed you in hopes that I could talk you into lifting your skirt for me. Imagine my surprise when I walked in here and found it gone!" she said with a tantalizing grin.
Chuckling a little, she ran her fingers up and down my soaked slit causing me to arch my hips forward silently begging for more.
I moaned at her words as much as I did at the teasing stroke of her fingers.
"I have to say though, the sight of your sweet little fingers fucking your sweet little cunt almost made me cum right there."
I gasped at her bluntly naughty words. It was unusual for dirty talk to turn me on as much as it was. Then again, I'd also never gotten so worked up by a woman before as well. Never had I imagined being with a girl, but dear god, I wanted this woman more than ever.
I opened my mouth to beg her to let me see her sweet little pussy; just so I could see if it was just as drenched as my own. Her smile caught me off guard a second holding my voice long enough for her fingers to attack my clit, rubbing it hard and fast. Causing my ass to lift up off the seat towards her. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, she stopped and stepped away. Confused, achy and nowhere near satisfied I let out a whimper giving her a pleading look.
"However, this is not the time or the place for this. Get dressed and follow me," she demanded.
She sauntered out of the stall leaving me to catch my breath alone. Reeling in this torrent of lust that was pulsing through me it took all my strength to pull myself together enough to move. Still horny as hell, I waited to hear the door close so I could finally get some relief.
Through the door I heard her voice waft back to me. "Do not touch yourself and don't put that sexy little thong back on."
I groaned as her commanding tone sent a fresh wave of desire coursing through me. I didn't know who'd put her in charge but I wanted to kill them... or thank them.
I cleaned up a bit and then panic when I realized I had no were to put my underwear. With one good look at the slinky little lace confection I tossed them out knowing the damp material would never be good again anyway.
She met me just outside the bathroom with my purse in her hand and began to stir me towards the door. Her hand never left my lower back as we walked making it obvious that she was claiming me. In exuberance and unable to help it, I threw flirtatious glances at every man that looked our ways silently bragging at having caught the eye of the hottest woman in the bar. Every man we walked by adjusted himself to hide the erection that I knew had sprung up as they all fantasized about the two of us.
One bold man stopped us on our way out the door and asked if we needed a ride home. Exceptionally large and daunting this man would have been the perfect male specimen if it wasn't for the slight beer gut that was beginning to form on top of his torn and faded Levis.
His excited breathless offer left no doubt that he was more than willing to join us. I blushed furiously but, she just pulled me close gave me a hard kiss that devoured my lips. The sweet softness of hers was a stark contrast to what I was used to but was no less stimulating. I allowed my tongue to trace over the seam, asking hesitantly for just a taste. She opened up just enough to allow her tongue to slid out and rub against mine. A whimper sprung up from my chest at the gentle strokes.
Her hand slid under my skirt to give my bare ass a slow caress. The air that rushed up my skirt left me with the realization she had exposed it to every man close by. They all had a perfect view of exactly what she was doing.
A chorus of groans and cat calls behind me echoed behind us. There was a war of embarrassment and arousal inside me. Arousal won as I pressed into the hand and wrapped my arms around her back, giving her better access. I was beyond caring when and where, I just wanted this woman more than my next breath.
She pulled away and turned back to the bold man. His eyes were bugging out of his skull and his skin tight jeans couldn't hide the rock hard erection that seemed to be plastered against his zipper.
"Tonight's mine, big boy. But we'll see about next time," she purred at him.
We hurried outside towards her car as the cat calls continued. She opened my door but stopped me before I could slide in.
"Lift up your skirt before you get in."
Once again I obeyed without question. She got behind the wheel leaving me bare assed in front of everyone that walked by. The torrid display embarrassed me and even worse sent my heated body up in flames.
My god! My modesty chastised me. What are you doing, young lady?
She opened the glove box and pulling out a long leather covered container.
Her hot gaze bore into me. "I want you to take this and slide it inside your sweet little hole.
Do you understand me?"
I opened the box to find a long white vibrator and right next to it was a little remote. As I picked up the toy she snatched the remote up. I looked from her to the white tube, extremely apprehensive. I wasn't a virgin; that wasn't the problem. The problem was that even though masturbating in a public restroom and going home with a woman were on the top of my 'Never Before' list, using a vibrator on myself in front of another person were next on that list.
This woman waited patiently and her stony expression told me she wouldn't be persuaded otherwise. Not to mention, if I was being honest with myself, I wanted it to.
Slowly, I slid it down between my pussy lips; taking a moment to stroke it over my pouting clit. The minute she turned it on, the vibrations hit my sensitive little nub hard and I flung my head back on the seat rest, unable to hold back a cry of passion.
As quickly as she turned it on she shut it off.
A frustrated moan was the next to leave my lips as I stared at the devil in a sexy tight black dress sitting next to me with an evil smile splitting her bright red lips. I fought the urge to lean over and kiss those lips... or strangle her, it was a hard decision.
"Do as I say and it'll be great. I promise," she said with such conviction that I believed her even though my body called her a liar.
When I nodded I knew that I had just given her the power to hurt me or please me and for some reason that didn't bother me as much as maybe it should. Then again, I'd give her my undying devotion if she'd just let me cum.
