Archive-name: Working/mensroom.txt

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Archive-title: Men's Room





It was a typical boring Monday morning.  The weekend had come and

gone  and here I was back at the "old grind".  My  in-basket  was

piled high with memos and junk mail to sort through.  I went down

to  the  lounge  to get my morning coffee and on my  way  back  I

thought I would stop off at the men's room to milk my python.



I  had  always  dreamed of the things that could  happen  in  the

company  men's  room but today the dreams were going to  be  more

real than I could ever imagine.



As I walked through the door I could hear a slight moaning  sound

coming  from  the oversized handi-capped stall at  the  end.   At

first I thought it must have been someone who had a worse weekend

than I had.  I walked over to use the urinal and after  unzipping

my fly and grasping hold of my rod, it happened.  Something in my

mind told me that the sound I had heard wasn't a painful  moaning

but a moaning that comes from shear erotic pleasure.  Just  then,

I  heard it again.  This time it was even more distinct than  the

first time.  Again it happened. By now I was more curious than  a

weasel outside a chicken coop.  I just had to investigate.



Without  even putting my cock back in my pants, I walked  to  the

end stall.  I gently peered through the crack in the doorway  and

there  sitting on the toilet seat was the cutest little blonde  I

had  ever laid eyes on.  How she got there will continue to be  a

mystery  but let's get back to things at hand.  She  was  sitting

there  with her dress pulled up and she had a large  cucumber  in

her right hand that she was slowly pumping in and out of her  wet

crack.   Her  eyes  were  closed and she  was  so  far  into  her

encounter  that  I really didn't want to make  myself  known.   I

stood  there for what seemed to be an eternity.  Needless to  say

my limp snake had heard the call of the wild and was up and ready

for  battle.   It  was about all I could do  to  hold  back  from

blasting  a hole through that stall door. Maybe it was the  sound

of  my shoes on the tile floor or maybe my stifled  moaning,  but

she  finally came back to Earth and noticed me  standing  outside

the stall.  I thought she would scream or something terrible like

that  and I had visions of the CEO coming in and firing me.   But

it  didn't happen anything like that.  She slowly leaned  forward

and smiled as she open the door and motioned to me to come inside

and service her.  Being the gentleman that I am, I couldn't  deny

her request.



After entering the stall and locking the door, I learned why  she

picked that particular place.  You see, the handicap stall is  so

nice  and  roomy that we could have an orgy in there and  no  one

would  be  the wiser.  She first took me by the hand and  led  me

over  to her.  She was still sitting on the toilet and since  she

was somewhat of a nymph it was easy for her to take my rod in her

mouth  without straining.  She started by licking the head of  my

throbbing rod.  Around and around she went and now my moaning was

so loud I was sure someone would hear me.  Finally after  teasing

it  with her tongue she looked up at me and I was out of it.   So

she buried her head between my legs and took the whole thing into

her her mouth and deep into her throat.  She continued to suck on

it,  in and out, in and out, 'til finally I couldn't take it  any

more  and I came in her mouth.  She was so excited to  feel  that

warm  cream in her mouth that she sort of giggled like  a  little

girl.



After  she swallowed it all and licked me up she motioned for  me

to  kneel  down  on my knees.  I had scarcely done  so  when  she

grabbed  me by the hair and pushed my head between her  legs.   I

didn't  know  that while she was giving me the blow  job  she had

sprayed some sweet smelling perfume on her cunt.  Now it was  all

ready  for me to go to work on it.  I toyed around at first.   My

tongue lapping at her lips.  Then it was all the way.  I'll never

forget  how  it tasted.  Just like a big Charms  all-day  sucker.

She twisted and moaned then finally she came and squealed as  she

pushed on my head trying to get my tongue to go deeper.



After  a  few close glances and smiles, we traded  places.   This

time  I was on the seat and she turned around and sat right  down

on  my  still-hard cock.  She placed her hands on  my  legs  and

started to go up and down while I played with her hardened  tits.

I  don't know what it was.  Maybe it was my older system  telling

me to stop.  But I just couldn't get off in that position.  So  I

gently whispered for her to turn around and face me.  She did and

this  time I decided to try something new.  I raised up from  the

seat  holding on to her ass cheeks and being the nymph  that  she

was it was easy to hold her and pump her pussy at the same  time.

I was in complete control.  I pumped her with everything  I  had.

And  I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her  head.   But

she was screaming for more.  She kept saying "give it to me baby"

I  couldn't believe any  chick taking this  kind of sex.  At  the

point  I  thought  I  was going to pass-out  I  felt  my  soldier

ejaculate it's hot fluid.  She squealed as she came at the  exact

moment.



I gently pulled her off of me and set her back down on the toilet

seat  just the way I had found her, dress up and all.  I  thanked

her  for  allowing me to be of service and she simply  smiled  in

return.  I never saw her again but maybe sometime you go into the

men's room you might hear some moaning from the last stall on the

left.



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