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Eating Breakfast In Glass Slippers

Date: 11/8/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TheScheherezadeFeint, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

behind made intimate by virtue of dress- or lack of it. Seven single guys. Three I might fuck. What's the best way to go about it, now? “I gotta piss,” Matt says. Huh. “Alright. This way,” I tell him. Leading the way to the bathrooms, we pass a couple other guys I don't find unappealing. “Ladies, and gentleman,” I gesture. “Matty...” I start, “Whatever you gave me, I'm feeling...” “Are you alright?”he asks. “Oh, fine. Good. Just a little... damp.” He pauses awkwardly. “Oh.” “It's difficult” I choose the word intentionally, “not to notice that you're also a bit aroused.” “Yeah. It's some strong stuff Giacomo gave me.” I bite my lip. “Okay. I have to get away for a second. Are you going to manage for a minute?” “Yeah.” “Good,” I smile at him, hugging him, and smiling as his very firm cock collides with me briefly. Feeling the moisture intensify between my legs I adjourn to the men's room. For fun. Matt follows me to relieve himself, and I suggest, “Might be safer for you in the ladies' right now.” He pauses, and looks at some of the men in the room around us, then says, “Right.” - - - The bathroom is warmer than the rest of the building. Now that I'm here I realize that I have to pee as well, so I find a stall. Several men notice me, but it's obvious that the rules have been suspended, given the rest of the day's proceedings. My phone comes out of my purse while I pee. Pictures of him on it. Strange to be doing what I like doing again. I hate this, but... It's good to be me ... again. It is, and being confronted by that so immediately, it's hard not to wonder... I've been sitting here a while, but then, I'm pretty high. I laugh aloud at the notion. Wasted and naked in a museum. That really is the old me. Annoyed and frustrated, I shut off my phone and cram it back in my purse. Whatever Matt gave me is certainly doing its job, and then some. With its own devious plans and intentions my hand crept smoothly between my thighs, nimbly deploying its fingers to the places they knew so well. There was something turning me on about being in the wrong room, too. As I play gently with myself, I hear footsteps entering the room. Smiling, I softly kick the door of the stall open a bit further. He doesn't notice me, though, he's already turned to the urinal, hiding his penis from me. Like us though, he's gotten in for free. I don't know where Matthew is at. Probably offering makeup tips in the ladies' room, though. As the young man drains himself, I watch, touching myself absently. Still, he doesn't notice me. I become more bold, inserting a finger into myself. So easily I slide in, mmm... Oh, yes, turn around. After a controlled shake he turns a maddening exact ninety degrees to the sink, and I still haven't caught his attention. He washes his hands, then turns around the other direction and misses me entirely! “HEY!” I yell at him, summoning his attention angrily. He turns round on one heels startled, and staggers backward into the wall, searching for the source ...