Just like Magic Part 2 - The long way back - Sex Stories

Just like Magic Part 2 - The long way back

... toilets were available and I headed straight to one. Thankfully unlike the pub the lock on the cubicle door actually worked and I was able to piss in relative peace. No one would be bursting in on me this time but a door couldn't keep my own mind at bay. Katrina had really turned me on, my pussy so wanted to be touched. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe I was just getting used to my slut side but I didn't try very hard to resist. I parted my legs a little wider and stuck two fingers inside myself, pumping rhythmically. After a moment I tried adding a third but my pussy was so tight it was a hard struggle. My right hand joined in almost of its own accord and began playing with my clit. Biting my lip I was trying not to make any noise but I had been in there long enough for Katrina to say “Are you alright in there darling?” I didn't say anything, I didn't trust myself to say anything, most people might have assumed I had fallen asleep (I was pretty drunk after all) but Katrina had me figured out better than I thought “Are you masturbating in there darling?” she didn't keep it quiet, there were other women about and I have to wonder how they reacted, obviously inside the cubicle I couldn't see. My choices now were not great; I could come clean which would be embarrassing, I could lie and say I was taking a shit or something (also embarrassing) or I could ignore her. I chose this option, I really wanted to cum but it wasn't happening. After about twenty seconds she spoke again ...

... “Talk to me darling, I wouldn't want to get the manager to open the door if you're not in any trouble,” That put the third option off the table and I still couldn't cum! My fingers spread my folds apart as I desperately rubbed my clit and it felt good, very good, but I wasn't cumming. Memories of the last two days flashing through my mind, being fucked by the man in the pub, being dominated by Dean, it helped, made me horny, but I couldn't cum “I guess I will have to find the manager then, if you are ok in there I shall be cross with you darling,” “Wait!” I squeaked an octave higher than my usual girlish tone “I'm coming out,” Reluctantly I withdrew my slippery fingers and let my skirt fall back into place. With a piece of tissue I wiped my pussy clean of most of my fluids and clicked the lock open. She didn't look cross, she looked amused and the other two women seemed to be trying very hard not to look at all. “were you masturbating?” She asked me, her tone chiding yet playful “No,” I muttered looking down in embarrassment My head shot up as her hand made its way once again up my skirt, a single finger slid inside me just a fraction and withdrew. Theatrically she licked the tip of her finger “Liar,” she said and took my hand leading me back out into the bar. I thought she would take us back to our seats where quarter of a bottle of champagne still waited but instead she meandered slowly towards the bar “There are two things darling which I don't like to do alone.” she looked ...