I already feel the tingle of the drink, telling me my inhibitions will soon be gone. I feel the brush of a hand teasing tempting testing my boundaries...as it brushes against my breast. One hand holding me steady still, I feel two more sets of hands on me and i push into there direction. 'hey guy, push her on my leg.’ And another firm leg drives between mine lifting me up from the initial force. Damn I am going to walk funny I start to stumble again and notice who i thought was holding me up was,. She parked her Escalade on the street in front of the building next to a group of men huddled together smoking cigarettes. As she walked towards the building she felt their stares. She saw their heads turn as she walked by and knew the watched her every step. Her heart beat rapidly and butterflies erupted in her stomach. A year ago she would have been appalled and offended but now it excited her. She paused by the front door and saw the reflection behind her in the glass of the front door. The. She didn’t want this i thought but i was wrong…“you want to feel this big cock inside that tiny little pussy of yours baby?” with her eyes still closed, she nodded quickly her approval. I couldn’t believe this. Her entire pubic area was covered in her piss, which he had splashed there, and yet she was going to let him fuck her right here.He lifted her skirt up higher, and (without ever opening her eyes) she sat down on the white porcelain urinal, her pussy spread open for him to use. With the. Previously I explored certain fetishes and more ‘edgy’ topics that felt tantalizing and compelling at the time. This story, however, is less risqué, but is one of far more honestly than what I have written before. I hope you enjoy it, and always welcome critique and constructive criticism. While based on actual, personal experience, this story is to be considered a work of fiction. ***** I had barely sat down when she placed the drink in front of me, a diet-Pepsi with a slice of lemon, very.