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Gary's Golf "Outing" Chapter 5 -- Ladies Only
I was so embarrassed I had to get out of there. "If you ladies and
gentleman will excuse me, I have to go powder my nose. Which way is the
ladies room, Christie?"
"Wait a minute, Gabrielle, I'll go with you." She picked up her purse and
mine, took my arm and led me down the dimly lit hall to the ladies' room.
"You almost blew it, Baby."
"Blew what?"
"Haven't you ever noticed? Ladies never go to the ladies room by themselves
nor without a purse."
"No I haven't. Why is that?"
"They need the purse to powder their nose, or replace a tampon, or sew on a
missing button, or smoke a cigarette," she said as she guided me into the
inner sanctum. It was nicer than any men's room I had ever seen. Along one
wall were a mirror and half a dozen wash basins set into a long black
marble counter top with flowers and a candle between each one. There was a
small chair in front of each basin. Along the other wall was a row of
stalls. Christie led me into one of the stalls and told me to pull down my
girdle and sit on the toilet. "All I have to do is pee," I whined.
"Well, this is the way girls have to pee," she explained. If somebody walks
in and sees your feet facing the toilet they'll run out of here screaming."
I laughed at that picture but I didn't laugh at the picture of my getting
arrested for indecent expose, so I succumbed to her instructions. I eased
the panty girdle down and it gave immediate relief to my squashed cock. I
began to expel a long stream of urine into the bowl. "Use toilet tissue to
wipe yourself," Christie said as she fumbled through her purse. "Here, suck
on this for a minute. It will be a good warm-up for your cumming out
party," and she pushed a penis shaped vibrator into my mouth. Of course, I
was speechless.
She helped me off the throne, and then pushed me aside as she sat down to
relieve herself. When she stood up I could see in the dim light that she
had a raging hard on. "Give me that dildo, turn around and bend over. I
have a better use for it and I will give you my clitty-cock to practice
on." I complied with her instructions and she pushed the now well
lubricated fake phallus into my boy pussy. When she turned it on I couldn't
believe the sensation. "This should keep you excited so you don't try to
chicken out," she said as she bent my cock between my legs again and pulled
the satin panty girdle up to hold it in place. She put down the seat cover,
sat me on it, then straddled me and pushed her tumescent tool into my mouth
as I opened it in mock protest.
Of course, sucking on Christie's pussy pole was a better alternative to
protesting. Just then the ladie's room door was pushed open by two loud
ladies. Christie signaled me to be quiet but a soft slurping sound was the
only noise I was capable of making with Christie's lovely lollipop between
my lips.
"Who was that fucking bitch who was hanging all over Bob on the dance
floor?" one of them said angrily. "I've had my eye on him for my daughter
for a long time."
"Your daughter, my ass," came the rejoinder from the cubicle next to ours.
"You'd like to hang all over him yourself." The first lady's half-hearted
denial was interrupted by a "shoosh" from our next-door neighbor. I heard a
little scuffling and was embarrassed when I glanced up (not interrupting my
activity of course) and saw someone peeking over the partition looking down
at me. I lifted Christie's tight skirt and put it over my head. The voyeur
laughed, jumped down from her perch, exited the stall and said to her
companion in a stage whisper, "You should see what's going on in there."
"Let me see," her curious cohort begged.
"No, they'll be done now. I'll tell you about it on the way back to our
table," and on that note they were out the door and laughing too hard to
say anything.
But we weren't done. Christie continued to fuck my face and I continued to
suck her joy stick voraciously. I played with her bald balls and finger-
fucked her pussy until I was rewarded with dollops of delicious dew from
her pretty pussy pole. I swallowed every drop, emerged from my red sequin
cocoon and smiled at my beautiful benefactor. We repaired our makeup as
best we could by the flickering candle light before peeking out the door to
see if the intrepid intruders were lingering in the hall. Then we walked
hand-in-hand back to our table, my ass wiggling provocatively because of
the vibrating dildo pleasuring it, to continue an evening that had really
just begun.
Grace
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