1. The Set-Up


    Date: 7/23/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: AlexForemen, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    if anyone else was ready for another drink. I guess all the others were good. The other night when we were in, there was a girl that waited on tables. I didn't see her today, so Bobbie walked the tables to take orders. When she got to my table, she saw my drink was almost full, and I wasn't ready for another one. She also saw my skirt was pulled up some, and I’m pretty sure she saw my moist pussy lips. I didn't care, and I didn't pull my skirt down. As Bobbie stood there she sized me up and down with her eyes, and said, “Damn You’re Hot… You need to come in more often.” I smiled back and said, “Thanks, so are you!” Then, to my surprise, she moved a chair very close to me, sat down, and leaned over and planted one hell of a kiss on me, a long one, and another, then another. While Bobbie was kissing me my body shook with passion. She unbuttoned my blouse, felt my breasts, pinched my nipples, and had a finger sliding in and out of my wet pussy faster than a teenage boy. Holy fuck that felt good. Bobbie knew what I wanted and quickly found my g-spot. She had me on the brink of a major orgasm that would have soaked my skirt, so I whispered to her, “You better stop or I’ll come loud and hard.” Bobbie whispered back, “Don’t you want to come?” “I’d love to come for you, but not here, not now,” I said, and kissed her. Bobbie said, “Okay… I’ll see you a little later”. Seconds later Bobbie left, and I tried to compose myself. It was a good thing I pulled my skirt up some at the table, ...
    because my chair was damp, and I would have spotted my skirt. I stood up and used a couple of napkins to dry off my chair, and then I went to the restroom. I needed to freshen up. When I entered the restroom, I went into a stall to freshen up my wet thighs and pussy. I was happy I had a new pack of my favorite feminine wipes in my purse. As I sat in the stall my thoughts ran wild. I didn't give a thought to all the men I used to fantasize over. Instead, I began to fantasize about being naked in bed with Bobbie, or Ginger, or April, or Patti, or all of them. Lost in lust and aching for love, I unbuttoned my blouse, and touched my breasts like Bobbie had just done, and re-lived our few moments together. With my fingers, I penetrated my pussy, and imagined it was I, not Tom, that was getting fucked by the girls, while my tongue was buried inside of a beautiful pussy. I masturbated and masturbated, having visions of all of us naked, kissing, touching, rubbing, feeling, and having oral sex. It was when I envisioned that Ginger was sitting on my face with my tongue buried deep inside of her pussy, and April and Patti were sucking and gently biting my nipples, and Bobbie was penetrating my ass with her strap-on, pumping it in and out of me, that my orgasm let loose like a dam that just opened. As I sat in the stall, my body shook with passion, releasing every ounce of juice that had built up inside of me from years of sexual neglect. Once my orgasm subsided, I cleaned myself up, and ...
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