Beasts in the Bathroom

I waited in the open air garden sipping wine from a plastic cup. The temperature was probably ninety-three degrees with a humidity well into the nineties as well, which meant that bugs were nibbling on me for dinner. Open air gardens and sweet wine mix not well, but I was a grownup now and this is what grownups did, right? I'd already ordered Pree's plastic cup of wine. The scent of it surely attracted more gnats and no-seeums that nibbled at my hands.

Fucking Open air gardens. This grownup shit was for the birds....and bugs.

Pree and I had flirted in the past. I'd sucked her sexy brown responsive nipples in a park one Summer break before stroking her tight kitty with a finger. Months later, she sucked my dick one Fall break in that same park as I watched the streets for passerby. Still we were just friends. This time we were real working grownups meeting to talk about new jobs and responsibilities. Way deep within that invitation there was a understanding that we had the habit of losing ourselves in public places. This was as public as they got, it would ward off the play. If the bustling crowd didn't do it, then surely those fucking bugs would.

At least they would try...

Pree had told me just two days before she had a rather vivid dream about me, a dream that aroused her so much that she ran juices down her soft brown thighs in her sleep. The next day, with thoughts of my manhood on her mind, she fingered herself in her office, tasted her salty/sweet juices then reported on the flavors to me in what began as a very professional email. That night I went home and warded off the lust by pleasing myself while watching a rather dirty porn that featured two slutty White chicks and a filthy Latina. Then I took the edge off again that morning in the shower. I didn't want to be a horny wild man in her presence. We were meeting as old friends over (cups of) wine like grown ups were suppose to do.

I turned to the doorway just as she sauntered in, her plentiful hips swayed. She smiled a sexy smile, her pretty brown face lit up the garden. I stood gave her a friendly hug then watched as her plump round ass brushed against me to take her seat.

"Do you want to stay up here? It's kind of..."

"Hot as shit?" She finished my sentence.

"Yeah and there are bugs..."

"Fuck that!" Pree picked her bag back up. "Let's see what's happening in the main area."

The air conditioned main area had a totally different (bug-free) vibe. We sat in a corner booth which featured large dark drapes. All of a sudden, we weren't so public anymore.

Our conversation was innocent. We talked about work, recent issues in the current events and how music was starting to suck. Deep down beneath the surface the wine was working magic. I went to the bar and ordered two more. This time they were served in very adult wine glasses.

Much better.

Pree swigged her wine with a new dirty haze billowing through her eyes. I was on my best behavior. I was warding off the demons that occupy both shoulders and create the man that you read here on this blog. Her slender hand rubbed against my lower thigh then slightly higher to my dick. I was being good. He wasn't stiff. Her touch warned me. I wouldn't get hard. She was being playful, this is what grown ups do. We sipped wine and talked about more innocence. Her hand surprised me again. I didn't like that she had once again gotten a handful of soft dick.

"Want to hear something funny? Hilarious actually?" Her lips raised into a snarl.

"Sure." The wine had begun to give me my own horny haze.

I watched how her plump tits pressed against her bra, which pressed harder against her thin Summer dress. She crossed her legs exposing sexy calf. My hand dipped low and caressed her soft leg from the calf to the knee. She smiled.

"I started my period today. Just recently. Like just as I used the bathroom before I left work to meet you." She chuckled. "How's that for a blower?" She shook her head.

Then she took my hand, slid it into her bra and pressed my warm fingertips against her hard nipples. My heart beat quickened. I felt a surge of blood in my jeans. Voices approached, I removed my hand just as a trio walked by looking for a booth. I begged the gods, period or not, for them not to set in the booth next to ours. They went upstairs.

Good luck with the heat and the bugs, folks...

I took her hand and placed it on the lump in my jeans. Used her hand to stroke the thickness that throbbed beneath her fingers. Her hungry tongue licked her pretty lips. She made a sound in her throat that I can only describe as ravenous. She excused herself and went to the bathroom. With a sigh, I tried to calm myself and my manhood. This would not happen today, even with a liquor haze and two horny grown ups in a grown up place.

"Grab your bag." She ordered.

I picked up my not-so-grown up work bag and followed her to the unisex bathrooms. There were about six doors, floor to ceiling, with one long mutual sink for the inhabitants. She motioned to a door as a woman came out of a stall and began washing her hands. I made a move for the door when another guy came in.

"You can take that one, sorry." I said nervously.

"No." Pree responded.

"Go ahead." I nodded.

He stumbled into the stall closing the door behind himself. I opened the end door and squeezed into the small stall. There was a lone dim yellow light high above my head. The walls were made from stacked concrete cinder blocks painted with glossy paint. I tossed my bag on top of the toilet basin. My heart thumped in my chest. What did she have in mind?

The door opened. Pree's eyes were serious. She smirked with a sly grin that had horrible deeds written all over it.

"Hi." She purred as she quickly lowered the top of her dress exposing her plump breasts. Her nipples were perking, begging for attention.

"Hello." I responded immediately lowering my head and licking each of them.

I sucked her nipples hard, but gently remembering that last time I had them in my mouth I was so excited and hungry I'd left them sore. She didn't complain about that then, nor when my sucking grew harder this time. My hands groped around her body palming her wide round ass. Pree moaned her agreement while her hands fumbled with my belt. She stepped back and watched as I unbuttoned my pants. She didn't wait for my hands to pull him out. She grabbed it. Her mouth sucked in the head. Her teeth grazed the base of the helmet. Her face was bathed in yellow light as her mouth worked a sloppy wet suck on my dick. In the whirlwind, Pree had made herself more comfortable, by sitting on top of the toilet seat. One of her hands wrapped around the stiff dick in her mouth, the other hand had slid two fingers in her black thong and stroked her clit. She groaned with dick in her mouth and her fingers on her clit. My hands reached out for the door and held it to keep my balance.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

I checked to make sure the lock was fastened. It was.

"I'm in here." I grunted through clenched teeth.

To the listener I may have sounded more like a sick drunk than a man getting head in a stall.

Pree sucked hard keeping her mouth tight around the head then dippedlow. Her teeth grazed hungrily over the head and shaft as she opened wider for the contours of her meal. She was beastly. I held on for balance. Pushing her head back, I took her mouth with mine and sucked her tongue passionately. We kissed like hungry animals. My fingers slipped between our tongues, grabbed some saliva and slid between her thighs. I fumbled with her panties then erratically stroked across her kitty. I probed for her clit with nervous anxious hands. Her hands were tight around my dick stroking with might.

"I want a stroke. Can I get a stroke? Just three strokes. I want to fuck you. Please." I begged.

She nodded trying to catch her breath.

"Turn the fuck around." I panted.

She did as she was begged. Her dress went over her hips. She pulled her panties down, bent over and held the top of the toilet. I was too anxious. Too aroused. Too on fire. I aimed, poked and prodded at her plump pussy lips trying to find the entrance to the tight tunnel. She reached back, grabbed the engorged head of my dick and led me to it. I shoved the head in barely getting an inch, pulled it out, spread saliva across my hand and wet the tip with it. I prodded again grinding into her tight pussy with anxiety and passion. The first stroke wasn't eloquent. It was beast-like. I pounded her from the back. Her ass cheeks slapped together with that fleshy sound I love.

Knock Knock Knock

I gripped Pree's wide hips and fucked hard and fast like a boy. Coming to my senses, I ground deeper trying to fit every inch inside of her. She looked back to me with a devilish grin.

"Let me get on top." She ordered.

We pushed by each other in the cramped space. I sat on the toilet bowl. She raised her dress and lowered herself on me straddling the bowl with her thick thighs. Her strong hand grabbed the back of my neck and pulled as she took more inches of me. Pree took my dick like a grown bitch. She rode me hard trying to get every morsel. I still owed her at least one maybe two inches that were blocked by the material of my pants. I grabbed her ass and squeezed as she rode me with a rhythm. Her moans and purrs grew as she took me. Her hands pushed against my chest as her tight pussy clamped my member.

"Yeah motherfucker." She grunted under her breath. "Mmmm. Uggh" She gritted with clenched teeth as sweat peppered her forehead.

She rode me harder, working my dick within her. Her grown female body on my very grown excited grown man's physique.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

She stopped and smiled. She couldn't finish here. She wanted more room, more space, more dick than I could provide in a cramped bathroom. She rose up, her tight kitty released me from its bounds. My dick glistened beneath us.

"Lost my panties."

I looked down on the concrete floor and found them on my foot. I handed the wet small piece of fabric back to her. I re-buttoned my pants, taking a second to calm my thumping heart. I stepped into an empty unisex sink area, washed my hands and walked back out into the main bar. In the short time we spent in the bathroom, the place had become overrun with more grown ups drinking and enjoying the evening.

I waited patiently with my heart thumping in my chest. Pree sauntered around the corner rubbing lotion on her hands. She squirted some in my palm.

"There's some for you." She winked. "You ready to go?"

I was more ready than she could imagine, but it would have to wait until another time.

They call me The Fury and you can take me anywhere.

At The Pleasure of Pree

"Which way do you want to walk?" Pree asked.

"To the left is the subway, to the right is the park." I said with more than just a few hopes that the right was the choice.

Pree pursed her small but plump lips and thought as we walked further towards the park. Her cinnamon colored brown skin illuminated by the many New York City street lights. I watched her wide hips and round ass sway in her form fitting skirt, her high boots clattered against the cobblestones of the park entrance way.

"Let's go into the park."

I breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't the first time we'd been in this park. The first time was a feverish round of making out against a tree with a tai chi master as audience. I was hoping this time I could taste even more of her. We walked through the park looking for our old spot. In the time that we had last been there, the city of New York had rehabbed part of the park and added a bigger play area. Our tree was gone. We found a concrete bench. Pree sat her bag down. I sat down on the bench as she stood. Her eyes squinted at me as if to say "what are you doing down there?"

My hands slid up her leather boots to the soft skin of her calf, up her knee and underneath her skirt. Her inner thighs were soft and warm. A short release of air left her mouth. A relief. My other hand snaked under the back of skirt and caressed the soft, but firm expanse of ass. My bare fingertips palmed her bare behind. The feel of her bare skin ignited my lust. Pushing Pree toward me from behind, the fingers of my right hand felt the moist crotch of her barely there g-string.

I'm many things when it comes to sex and adept with my fingers is one of them. The cloth pushed aside, I felt the warm pouty lips of her sex. I massaged her labia as her body rocked against me. Small dewlet drops spread on my fingers inviting me inside. Her petals opened to me, I found moisture beyond compare and her throbbing inside. She dipped her head to mine and took my mouth with hers. I craned my neck trying my best to take her mouth wholly. I wanted to consume her.

Her clit engorged at my slippery touch, bobbed against my circling fingers. I introduced a finger deeper inside her. As I said, I'm pretty good with them and Pree's body rocked against mine encouraging more.

Greedily, I sucked her taste from my fingers. Without losing a beat she robbed her taste from my lips. I took more for myself and she again robbed me of it.

I lifted my hands from her ass and pawed at her breasts, there just wasn't a way to unravel her wrap sweater. My eyes glanced around to the honking horns and buzzing streets. It was a hot night out in more ways than ours.

"Stand up." She commanded. I did as I was told. There aren't many women that can command me, but I knew Pree always had the best and sexiest intentions.

She sat in my seat as I looked around the park. There was rustling in the trees and bushes. I could only hope it was squirrels. Her hands pushed, prodded and unbuckled by belt. My heart began to thump. She unbuttoned and unzipped me. My blood quickened. She reached down and inside my boxers. Pree's slender fingers wrapped around my stiffness and pulled it out in the cool night air. Her mouth provided a warm, wet residence.

Her mouth swiveled around my thickness her head bobbed and her silver tipped tongue sent chills up my spine. My head swayed left to right searching the busy street watching the pedestrians and the cars and the stars. I looked down to capture the image permanently in my mind. Pree's cinnamon face, her pretty lips sucking down on me. Her eyes glanced up just slightly with a look "I see you watching me. I look good don't I!" It said. Even in such awkward territory and even awkward positions, Pree illustrated her skills. I throbbed between her lips hoping to take more, everything.

Some other night time walkers entered the park. I backed away, covered myself with my long shirt and had a seat next to Pree.

"Damn!" I huffed. Pree just smiled as she stood.

"Come sit here with me."

Pree looked down tempted. "Time to go." She huffed. My hands slid immediately up her skirt to her wet lips, stroked. Her eyes went half full into a dream state.

"Just come have a seat right here." My throbbing manhood bobbed beneath my shirt.

"Time. To. Go." She nodded her head as if trying to convince me and herself.

I shoved myself back into my pants, slowly buckling myself down. As I stood, the thick tip rubbed against the inside of my jeans. I tasted her on my fingers as we walked to the left toward the subway.

They call me The Fury, I enjoy the tease and the taste.

Kung Fu Theater

Pree shook her head as she rose from the tire and chain swing that swung in the middle of the park. Hmmm, I brushed by her and took a seat, adjusted myself and gave a light heave ho.

"I like this. I could do one of these in my bedroom." I said.

"A harness?" She questioned almost deadpan. Obviously The Fury charm didn't work on her. This is why we were usually suited as flirting friends.

Was I the only one tipsy from whatever the fuck that concoction was that the bartender mixed together? The fucking stars at night were big and bright (clap clap clap clap) deep in the heart of...uh..Downtown. New York had the steady buzz of a Spring day and Pree's mousse brown skin was dancing in the heavy blink of nearby neon signs.

Walking back up the path toward the park exit, I watched her wide hips and firm round ass sway in front of me thinking "If only..."

We passed an older Asian man doing some form of Tai Chi. A little late for that isn't it Bruce Lee? I didn't have the nerve or the heart to take that first step. I was paralyzed by what ifs. What if I made the first move and she laughed at me? Pulled away? She'd already shown many a time that she was impervious to my kind of Kryptonite. But damn was she sexy...

Her hand took mine along the path and pulled. She was headed straight for a tree. She spun on her heels , turning to me as I took her soft lips against mine. Our kisses were feverish, needing. The games had been played way too long. My hands caressed the soft skin of her face as our tongues played. Warm mouth, soft lips, liquor tinged breath mixing. My heartbeat increased and the hardness of my cock with it. I pressed hard against her body trying to feel what it must be like to be inside her. I could feel her hands clutching the tree then me.

Out in public? I broke the kiss and looked around me.

Old Asian man doing Tai Chi, glancing at Pree and I against the tree.

Stroking her face again I took her mouth, her tongue. Mmm I wonder what this tongue would feel like on my body. I grabbed her round soft ass in my hands and squeezed her tightly against me. Her leg raised, I grabbed it and held it aloft as I sucked her mouth and felt her ass. My dick prodded against my jeans pleading to feel her. All of her.

There were noises in the street.

Out in public.

I broke free.

Old Asian Man doing Tai Chi, glancing at Pree and I against the tree.

"You'll never see these people again." Pree moaned.

I kissed her slender neck and tasted the sweetness of what I wanted. My mouth dipped lower, sucked her firm breasts through her shirt then tugged one from her bra and sucked her nipples hard. Too hard. Her tasty firm nipples were hard in my mouth, responsive. like rubbery pinkies against the roof of my mouth as I sucked. As she moaned. As my hands grabbed at her ass again and her leg again raised. As I pushed harder against her with her back against the tree wanting to slide deeply in her.

Car horns...in public.

I slid her nipple back in her shirt and looked around.

Old Asian Man doing Tai Chi looking the other way towards WTC.

"I have to feel it." Pree said as her hand descended my stomach and pushed below my belted waistband. Her hand was warm, her fingers slim and string as she grabbed the shaft of my bulging dick and stroked with skill. I let out a groan. The kind of groan that pleads for more and she knew it. She stroked harder on my hardness as she leaned against that tree and I looked here and there at neon signs and passerby and

The Old Man doing Tai Chi glancing at Pree and me.

Then I reached for her swollen bra and pulled a breast from it. I stared at the sweet half dollar sized areola and the stiff nipple. Just as fucking sexy as I imagined..then I took it in my mouth again and sucked, hard, excited. I wasn't savoring the meal I was diving in and enjoying the morsels like the starved man I was. The starved man that wanted to slide the stiff dick she was stroking inside her slow and hard. She removed her hand fro my dick and pulled me closer by my arms. Moans and groans erupted from her mouth. I liked the sounds she made. We had a rhythm, we were way too familiar, way too knowing, way too early.

"One good stroke deserves another." I panted as I pushed a hand into her pants. Her eyes were half closed, her lips parted, her tongue just grazing the tips of her teeth.

Soft skin, I rushed passed and untangled one small bit of dewy hair as I felt lower. Her lips were soft and immediately gave way to my probing finger. Her pussy was wet with excitement. The feel of her goddess folds excited me more. Her soft moans burned my loins with urgency. I removed my fingers and licked them softly tasting her on my hands. Pree was greedy, she took my mouth and stole her taste from my tongue. I sucked my fingers knowing the rule to never introduce dry fingers to a woman.

"You don't need to do that." She smiled.

"I know." I replied and found her softness again. Two fingers this time. In public.

Old Asian Man doing Tai Chi, watching Pree and me.

I fingered her tight pussy against that tree as our tongues fucked the other's mouth. My eyes looked around. A place...a place..a place to feel her. We needed a place to finally feel each other. Pree's head craned one way while mine the other. People. Public. Tai Chi man. Geez what the fuck is up with tai chi man? Can't he find the fist of the North Star and get the hell out of here?

I removed my fingers from her tight little cunny and licked the slick from my fingers inhaling the lady musk. The scent drove my heart into a frenzy.

"Just one stroke. I'll settle for one stroke." My voice trailed out into the busy streets.

"I want to feel you." She replied. The nearby bench was just close enough for us to slide from the tree. I could sit, she could lower her pants, my dick could find her kitty and then a slow stroke to the hilt. In public.

Some Hispanic bell boy types standing just passed the Old Asian Man doing Tai Chi, acting as if he's not watching me and Pree.

"Would it really be one stroke?" Pree glanced down at the bulge in my jeans.

"Maybe..." I hesitated on the truth that I would be hard pressed to remove myself from her tight little lady if I was allowed inside.

We knew it was time to go. Our audience had seemingly grown. We recomposed ourselves with promises of next time. It was the end of an era and the beginning of a new one. As we exited the park, the Old Asian Man followed. Aint this about a bitch. After all of those years of watching Kung Ku on TV. TV was watching me.

I am The Fury...am I the man? Sho'Nuff!

4play

It took nearly an entire weekend before I got some "me time". The exquisite "me" of the double quotes. I had been in heat for more than two weeks with no signs of fading and surely self pleasuring, but I wanted more intimate fantasy time. No amount of self pleasure had helped to "get the edge off" so I needed to get serious about this. LOL

Relaxed in my home office chair I opened several browser windows and initiated several sessions. The first, a hot story by a hotter young female acquaintance, Pree, emailed to me about one of her self pleasuring sessions. I am on occasion a very lucky man.

The second screen was the live video chat sessions of women who strip, masturbate and flirt online. In the free area of the site, you get almost no masturbation, rare stripping and broken flirting as you're usually competing with about 12 other men for attention. However, if you choose the right girl, you will see plenty of half naked writhing, nipple tweaks and even some clit rubbing all to entice you to buy private time. Merely showing tits or well manicured kitty isn't much for a girl who willingly double penetrates herself with large dildos in private shows. On this day, I found such a woman. Amazingly fit and pretty for this site, she sat fully naked in free chat typing on her keyboard with one hand and fingering her slim pussy lips with the other. Perfect visual.

I pulled my manhood from my nylon basketball shorts as it pulsated bobbing slightly in the humid air. I continued my reading as the entertainer in the other screen fingered herself. Pree, in the email story threw her thick leg over the arm of HER office chair as my dick throbbed in my hand. Mmm I liked that visual of her. I stroked myself imagining her pleasing herself. Here we were three people enjoying ourselves. Pree was naked in the chair fingering herself with two fingers as I watched her. Her fine brown form, her wet pussy and hard nipples. My dick throbbed begging to meet her in person, I stroked him harder. My computer chimed with an IM screen popping up. Shocked, I checked the time... 1AM. This could only be one person. I checked the message, it was from La La.

"Mmm I want some dick"

La La is impossibly fine. Hollywood sexy with caramel brown skin, short with tight fit curves. Although we'd associated in person, we'd never had sex. Was everyone horny at once? I reply:

"I think I may have one of those..."

Then went back to stroking my dick as Pree was closing her eyes and throwing her head back.

My mind went to her. Placed my mouth on her clit and sucked as my tongue flicked her clit with light licks. I could taste her. My dick throbbed in my hand as I stroked him even more vigorously. The chat vixen was licking her fingers for me. My IM chimed:

"I bet you do. Can you fuck me from behind, baby? I need you to do that for me."

With one hand stroking my thick dick and my face deep between Pree's thighs tasting her wet pussy, I reply:

"I can fuck you from behind, I'd pull you by your hair and dive deep in you."

And there she was, La La, on her knees in front of me bent over, her fine brown ass waiting for me to give her attention. It's at this very moment that I realize the two of them, La La and Pree are quite a lot alike facially. Like fucking a woman and her younger sister at once. My dick strokes increase in vigor. I want this. I want to be smothered in pussy. Pree spread across my face moaning. My hair tickling her inner thighs as her fingers move in concert with my tongue. La La rode my dick backwards. As I glance over, the chat vixen is pulling her nipples perky watching..us.

I stroke harder as I read the email, Pree releases. She gyrates her hips against my face, her juice on my lips. My IM chimes:

"ooooh, I can feel that dick in me. I want it so bad. I'm stroking this clit for you."

I buck against my hand stroking more.

The sensation of Pree's pussy on my face, La La backing her ass against my dick. It's all too much...I fall to my knees as a well placed paper towel collects my release. Pree climbs from my face, kisses me deeply tasting herself, slaps La La on the ass for good measure and disappears into her signature.

My IM chimes:

"Damn daddy, my pussy is throbbing. I'm gonna cum 4 u..."

My reply reads:

"I wanna slap that ass hard as I'm pounding your pussy. I KNOW u NEED that."

The chat vixen's screen disappears to an automated screen about buying credits. I click back to see her smiling into the screen. I guess she liked what she "saw".

The IM chimes again:

"mmmm I came. That was good. Thank you baby."

Wiping the remnants of my cum from the tip of my pulsing cock, I ball the paper up and make it back to my seat. With a deep sigh I relax and coast on the fantasies.

A virtual 4some, you gotta love the mind...and technology.

I am The Fury...I am a dirty minded bastard.