The following is a work of FICTION.
Copyright (c) 2001, by DiscipleN. All rights reserved.
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"We're here. I'll try and be quick, but I have to go to the bathroom. Tell the lady, her name is Mrs. Jenkins, to begin loading the van. Here are the keys. I'll be right back." Alice almost raced out of the van and into the building. She showed her librarian pass to the guard and asked where the closest bathroom was.
It was a one room toilet for both men and women, located in the back of the small technical library. She rushed in and in front of the mirror pulled her skirt up. Her hand reached in between her legs and she fingered her cunt rapidly. She saw her reflection and asked herself silently, "What is happening to me?" The reflection said nothing, but she could see the hand jamming between the reflection's legs and she wondered if the Alice in the mirror was as horny as she was. Had she touched a black boy's cock today? Had one man fucked her and another forced her to suck his cock? Had a disgusting old man extort her to reveal herself in front of him while he masturbated? Then she saw herself finger fucking herself and she could feel a new rush of need pour into her cunt. In only moments she would cum. She knew.
The bathroom door, she had forgotten to lock, opened behind her. In the mirror, she saw an gray suited, older businessman walk in and stop in amazement as the door swung shut behind him. Alice turned to face him and clamped her legs together. Her hand grabbed the top of her skirt and with one feeble tug attempted to cover her dripping cunt.
They stood for almost a minute staring at each other. The man was slightly bald and graying. His gold rimmed glasses steamed slightly, and he acted as if he couldn't catch his breath. His eyes bulged and his face was bright purple. Alice was about to burst out with a loud apology when the man suddenly sunk to his knees.
"Oh, my god!" He sounded in pain.
"Are you okay?" Alice suddenly worried for him and her self-consciousness fled her.
"Yes, no!" He looked strangely at her. "Who are you?"
"I-I..."
"Don't tell me. Just, if you believe in God and heaven, don't move." He pleaded.
"I-I have to go." Alice clutched her hands into her skirt.
"Please, I'll give you anything. This is the most amazing experience I've ever had. Oh pity me and open your legs again." The man crawled on his knees a step closer.
"You're kidding! I've got to get out of here."
"No, anything. Tell me anything and I'll do it. This is like miracle." He continued to plead and stare.
"Watch it mister. Don't get so close."
"Then let me watch."
"Watch what?"
"You fuck yourself. I'm a married man for twenty some years, and I have never been unfaithful to my wife, but I've always dreamed about meeting a beautiful young woman and seeing her get fucked. This is a dream come true. Don't desert me. I'd do anything."
Alice felt the truth in his words. The man had stumbled upon his one dream of infidelity, and he probably would do anything to her. Alice didn't want anything, she told herself. She wanted to cum - her body reminded. Somehow from staring into the man's sincere eyes she wanted him to finally see his fantasy come true.
Still she hesitated.
"Are you just going to watch? Nothing else?"
"I promise." He spoke solemnly.
Alice's cunt jerked at the thought the polite man was going to watch her stuff her finger in her pussy and fuck it. Why were these thing happening to her?
"Mr. I just gotta get off. Don't think I'm usually like this. I'm a good girl."
"You're beautiful."
"Thank you." She said automatically. Still fixing her gaze on the man she said. "Well, okay, but move away from that door, over by the trash bin."
"Whatever you say miss, I'll do." He moved away from the door.
Alice creeped around opposite him and further, still clutching at her skirt and covering her cunt, until her back was against the door. She locked it staring at the man who waited eagerly for her to begin.
Her cunt ached, why was she taking so long? The man too, seemed worried. Would she would back down? Well, she had promised. With new courage and incredible need she opened her legs wider, letting her skirt slip to the floor again and then forcing herself to look away from the curious man she began to run her fingers back and forth along the groove of her pussy. It was incredible! Her pussy sucked her fingers begging for more, faster. The man gasp and gulped. A total stranger was watching her finger-fuck her cunt just for him. The sight, sound, and smell of him drove Alice crazy for fucking. She jammed her hand in and out of her hot mound and wailed lightly as her cunt rumbled with delight and sent shivers of pleasure rattling into her limbs.
"Th-that feels good lady?" The man was rubbing his trousers. His erection was visible behind them.
"Yes. Oh, yes. I need to be fucked so bad."
"You look like your finger-fucking yourself pretty good."
"Oh, if only I could cum." Alice felt her cum building as the man talked.
"You gotta make yourself cum, you gotta." He had reached inside his pants desperately trying to comfort his hardened cock.
"God, are you watching me fuck myself and trying to jack yourself off?
"Yes, damnit. I'm as hard as a rock. I can't take it anymore. I just have to stroke my cock. Oh, please let me take it out and jerk it some. Please!"
The man was going to open his pants and free his cock, but only if Alice let him. Suddenly she wanted to see his cock so bad. "Yes take it out." Her fingers raced across her cunt and she leaned back against the door and spread her legs wider so she could stick her hand into her pussy as far as she could.
She stared fascinated as the man rushed to unzip his pants and pull out his dick. It was incredible! It looked like a giant balloon cock. It jerked out of his pants like a fat walrus loping on a beach. Her hand slowed its fucking in and out of her wanting cunt as she stared in amazement. The stranger must not have had any blood left in him while supporting his gigantic organ. His hand barely reached around its girth, but he stroked it boldly.
"Oh, yes, that feels so good!" He pumped his hand and closed his eyes momentarily. He opened them and stared at Alice. "Are you going to stop? Please don't leave me."
"No." Alice spoke absently, unable to take her eyes off his massive meat. Her hand moved slowly inside her now tense cunt. How does your wife take that thing? I mean, how could anybody?"
The man looked confused. "What do you mean? I just put it in her. She's never complained."
"I-I wouldn't either." Alice realizing what she said corrected herself. "I mean, who would? That's incredible." Suddenly her cunt spoke to her. It was no longer going to be satisfied with her hand. Alice licked her lips and tried to imagine the stranger's submarine sized cock stuffed inside her and she continued to try fingering herself to an orgasm. It was no use.
The man pumped away earnestly, but seemed to make no better progress. "God, I wish you would come. I need to come so badly now. Why are you stopping?"
Alice took her hand from her cunt and walked over to the kneeling man. "Mr. I gotta touch that. Stand up and lean against the wall." Alice found herself commanding the polite man.
"Uh, okay, but I don't know what my wife would say about that." He got up and stopped his hand job.
"You should have thought about that before you took your prick out to beat it off in front of another woman."
"Oh, dear me. I couldn't help myself." He looked scared.
"Neither can I." She reached for his cock and felt its searing heat.
"Unnnggh." The man groaned.
"Does that feel good?" She asked.
"Yes."
"God, I want to fuck this."
"What? No!"
