I don’t know where it all began, but once I saw him, I knew that I had to have him.

I was hanging out at a local eatery during lunch hour, when I saw this handsome man in a full three piece suit sipping an IPA.

First impression: Great suit!

Second Impression: Wait—it’s lunch. Beer already?

And, then I saw it, his free hand was clutching something hard beneath his table. He was trying to hide a raging boner. I meant to turn my eyes away, but his eyes caught my glance. I felt my face get hot with embarrassment, and began to nervously bite my lower lip. The lips on his face bent into a grin. I knew that I shouldn’t be staring, but I was beginning to feel a little turned on. He took his hand, and began rubbing his hard member. My eyes widened. He winked. I looked around me, no one had seemed to notice.

I found myself getting up out of my seat, and like a magnet, walking right up to him.

I bent over, and surprised myself by whispering into his ear: “I bet that bad boy would feel good inside me right now. Let’s go find some more privacy”.

Without wasting time, he grabs his belongings, my arm, and we race to the public bathroom inside of the eatery. He locks the door, and we get to work.


After he unbuttons his belt,

I undo his zipper, and help him pull out his massively hard member. He takes my head, and guides my mouth over his penis. I love giving oral, especially deep throat. He has a nice taste, and I let him push his bulging cock deeper down my throat. I gag. He groans. I gag again, and he moans harder. He then lifts my body up until we are eye level, and smiles. Putting me back down, he turns me around, bends me over, and has me brace against the bathroom sink. He yanks off my acid washed jeans, and pulls off my underwear. With a leg, he forces my legs open wide, and then smacks my ass hard. With an open hand, I feel him tracing the outline of my vaginal lips, and groans deeply.

He whispers into my ear: You are so wet, I bet this bad boy would feel good inside you right now.”

He then stood behind me, and took the head of his penis, and methodically guided it into the opening of my pussy.

He thrusted!

And, thrusted again.

He first grabbed the sink over my body, and did short thrusts, but then grabbed my hips instead, and started doing deep, wild thrusts. He fucked me, and hit my g-spot over and over again. I held onto that sink for dear life. I looked up, and saw a mirror in front of me. He looked at me through the mirror, and grinned.

Then someone pounded on the door: “Hey, I need to use the bathroom. Would you hurry it up?”

I could barely giggle. His hard cock has been rubbing my g-spot the right way the past few seconds that I could feel an immense pleasure coming on. I begin to groan, and moan loader. My eyes close, and I am holding on as much as I can. He thrusts harder and harder.

The guy bangs at the door again.

I gasp for air, and suddenly feel a wave of euphoria rush all over me. I let out the biggest “Fuck yeah” before cumming all over his cock.

The guy at the door stops pounding. You could hear him loudly mumble, “Fuck yeah…what the hell?”


Mr. Businessman pulls out

of me, turns me around, guides my head back down, and over his penis. He pushes his large cock deeper, and I could feel the pulsating of his member. He begins gasping, and groaning, and pulls his member out of my mouth. Before he could say another word, he cums all over my face. He takes his member, puts it in my mouth, and cums in my mouth.

I swallow…

The man pounds the door one last time: “HOLY HELL, WILL YOU FUCKIN FINISH ALREADY?”


I ‘d like to say that we were kind, cleaned up, and give the unsuspecting man the bathroom back to let loose whatever was in his bowels… but we weren’t. We did clean up, and found ourselves horny a second time. I don’t know what it was, but once we were presentable, I’d look into his eyes, and he’d get another hard on. I’d whisper into his ear, “I bet that bad boy would feel so good inside of me right now” and he’d respond, “let’s find out”.

I’ll tell you the rest if you call me.

1-800-SEX TALK

Or we can role play.

You can be Mr. Businessman, and I’ll be the hot chick eating my lunch.

Go ahead…

Call, and we can finish the scene.

1-800-SEX TALK

 

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