Date: Fri, 8 Apr 2016 11:14:54 -0400
From: Miranda Sanderson <mirandalezz@gmail.com>
Subject: Thalia's Bathroom Encounter lesbian/encounters

Thalia's Bathroom Encounter

By Miranda Sanderson

Miranda.sanderson84@gmail.com

This story contains very graphic lesbian sex. It is meant for those 18 and
over. If you are younger than that or would be offended by depictions of
lesbian sex stop reading now.  This story is the property of the author.
If you wish to repost this you may as long as you have me permission first
and you do not profit from it.

 I had broken up with my boyfriend a couple of months ago. I was kind of
bummed out, we were seeing each other for about a year and after we broke
up I hit a dry spell. I couldn't seem to meet anyone and my friend Julia
pointedly said to me when she saw how bummed I was "Thalia, you fucking
need to get laid. You've been holding back because Greg dumped you and you
don't want to get hurt. Find some guy, have a one night stand if you want
but we are going to a club and find some lucky guy who gets to fuck you."


Now, I'm not much of a one night stand girl. Not that I haven't had any. In
my 20's I had several , Now l I was 31 and wanted a relationship but fuck
it I need an orgasm that someone else gives me, not just me and my
vibrator.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I am 5'7", B cups, auburn hair and I like
to think I have a nice body. My butt could be a little rounder but it was
not bad. People tell me I have a cute face which is what you tell a child
but I think my freckles always make me "cute". I had a nice red skirt with
matching top which I hadn't worn much the skirt barely reaches my knees,
the blouse low cut. I may not have big tits but I can show off what I
have. I put on a red bra and red panties because with this dress if I don't
keep my legs crossed someone would get a nice view if I went commando. I
did my makeup, and I was ready.

We went to the club and I think Julia forgot she was supposed to help me
out because she was making out with a guy I had my eye on. She gave me a
quick "Thalia I have to go" and left with him. A guy hit on me but I
decided against it when he whispered to me what he'd like to do with me
very graphically so I just left.

I couldn't get a cab, I knew if I walked up to Houston Street I stood a
better chance but I needed to pee real badly.  I left the club in a hurry
so I didn't go to the lady's room there. I was getting to the point where I
felt like I would end up peeing on myself before I got a cab it was so bad.

There were a couple of bars so I figured I would duck into one. The first
one I could see there was a line.  I was almost tempted to just go into the
men's room and grab a stall (yeah I did that once)but decided against it so
I went into the second bar.

I asked the bartender where the ladies room was. She smiled at me and
pointed me to the back.

There were only three women in line. This was a big bathroom. It looked
like they had knocked the wall down to the men's roo. Someone left and to
my surprise the first two girls got into the stall together.

 I was squirming a little since I needed to go so badly."Are you okay?" the
woman in front of me asked.

"I'm ready to burst" I said.  A stall opened up.

"Go" she said to me. "I can wait a minute." I wasn't about to argue so I
ran to the stall and sat down in just enough time.

 Oh god that was close. I took an extra long pee. I suddenly heard moaning
coming from one of the stalls.  I could hear some kissing sounds. Then I
heard another moan coming from another stall.  Shit, I think I walked into
a lesbian bar.  I heard one of the women go "Fuck yes" and knew yeah, I'm
in a lesbian bar.Better finish up and get out of here.

When I finally finished I opened the door and the woman who let me go ahead
of her was standing there.  "I thought you would never finish. I waited for
a stall and still finished before you."  Suddenly she closed the door to
the stall and kissed me. Hard.

I was shocked. "I...I...I'm not a lesbian" I said as I tried to get out of
the stall.

"Then it's about time you give it a whirl" she said as she put her arms
around me and kissed me again.

She was probably in her late thirties, early forties about an inch taller
than me.
 Now I'm sure every straight woman has thought about kissing another
girl. I mean when I was in college I knew some girls that "dabbled" but I
wasn't one of them. Taylor Swift was caught making out with a model once
but she goes for guys.

But I had a few drinks, was kind of pissed off, a little horny and for some
reason I suddenly kissed her back.
 I opened my mouth to let her tongue in, she leaned me against the wall. We
kissed for a while.
 She reached under my top and began touching my tits through my bra. She
lifted her blouse as a sort of invitation for me to so the same. Big
boobs.She then undid her bra and pulled it out of the sleeve so I had total
access to her tits.  Fuck it, I did the same. With my top up she lowered
herself and began sucking on my tits. She sort of squeezed them together
and licked across. Surprising myself I was getting aroused. I let out a
sigh and then she suddenly reached under my skirt and pulled off my
panties.
 Shit I was wet! She began touching me, my breathing got harder. She put a
finger in. Fuck. She began moving more
 and more and then began playing with my clit.That did it She saw I was
coming and said "I don't think there's anyone else in the bathroom" so I
let out a loud cry when I came. There were other people in the bathroom
because I heard some clapping.  Embarrassed, I shoved my panties into my
bag and left. She followed me out.

"Wait, your phone fell out". She chased after me and she handed it to me. A
cab came and I jumped in.

The following day was Saturday and I was going to go out when I realized my
panties from last night were still in my bag, the smell of my juices were
still on it. Shit, I can't believe I did that. Was it just a drunken
encounter or what?  I really didn't drink that much that I could be taken
advantage of. Oh well,any curiosity I may have had is taken care of.

I went out that night, found a guy and fucked.I got off.

I'm not a lesbian.Period end of story,a one time thing.

I had left the guy's apartment and got back to my place. My phone rang. "Hi
Thalia, its Debbie.
 From the bathroom Friday night."  "How do you know my name and how did you
get my number?"

"I swiped your phone and got your info before I gave it back to you." I was
shaking my head.

"Look that was a one time thing and probably a mistake" I said.

"Probably a mistake? You're not sure? I know you enjoyed it."

Fuck, I thought, I had enjoyed it. Was I bi-curious, bi-sexual or
something? Great, I'm questioning my sexuality now at 31?

"I was thinking, would you like to meet me again" she asked. I couldn't say
yes or no because I was confused.  "I'll be in front of the Hyatt next to
Grand Central at 4. I'll wait until 4:30, if you don't show I promise not
to call again" and hung up.

That gave me two hours to decide...wait a second, decide? I'm actually
considering this?  Was it just the curiosity with Debbie or would I be into
lesbian sex with anybody?

4:15 I found myself in front of the Hyatt. I can still leave I thought when
I saw Debbie coming towards me.

"I was so hoping you would come." She gave me a quick kiss on the
lips. Come on."

We went up the escalator by the bar. "Are you staying here?" She gave me a
smile and led me into the ladies room. I had worn a shirt that had buttons
so she could get access though I don't think we are going to do it ina
bathroom again.
 She had done the same. I also went braless as had she. Easy access. "Great
minds think alike"she said as she touched my tits. I decided to be more
daring this time and got down to suck on those wonderfully large boobs.

I ran my tongue across her nipples and she held my head as I sucked on
them. I was wet with anticipation.  I reached into her panties, again
something I didn't do before. I guess I owed her one as my fingers went
through her lips. She held me as she began to breathe harder. I put my
finger in her, she moved her hand down to get me to move faster. I began
rubbing her clit. I could tell she was about to come and it excited
me. Suddenly someone came in and she had to stifle any sounds , She
exhaled, smiled and kissed me.

We were alone again. She reached down and pulled off my panties. She began
rubbing my pussy. "Sit down" she said.  She put down a towel on the
floor. I sat at the end of the toilet and she put her head down and began
eating my pussy. I was going mad, I began to moan. She licked my
clit. After a couple of minutes I held myself from screaming as I came, I
was panting and wanted to eat hers. We switched. My knees were on the towel
as I began to eat her pussy. The taste was, well I have tasted mine in the
past, either on the guys face or playing with myself I tasted it once or
twice.

 Her wetness was sweet to my mouth. I began licking her clit and put a
finger in her slit. I just knew what to do.  She began panting and when we
were sure there was no one there she let out a small scream.As I got up I
kept my finger in her. She put one in me and as I began to come I kissed
her, we were kissing when I said "Oh. Fucking,just like that" and came.  We
kissed some more my tongue probing her mouth.

 Afterwards"I came prepared this time" I said as I buttoned up. I pulled an
extra pair or black panties out of my bag and pulled them on. I was about
to put the one I had worn which was wet into my bag when she smelled it.

"Can I have these" she asked. I found myself saying "as long as I can have
yours".  "She handed it to me and pulled out another pair of panties from
her bag and put them on.  When we were sure nobody was looking we left.

She smiled at me and kissed me. We left and went our separate ways.

Over the next few weeks we met every couple of days in other hotels as most
hotels allow people who are dressed decently to use the bathrooms. Most of
the newer hotels have bathrooms with stalls with full doors and sides so
you couldn't see under. The bathroom sex was not only great but the
excitement of doing it there made it even better.

One time we went to a bathroom that had floor to ceiling sides and door.  I
had my skirt up and she told me to face the wall. I suddenly felt a push in
my pussy and realized she was using a strap-on on me. She fucked me until I
came. She took it off and I got on my knees, looked up and ate her.  I
moved my tongue in and out and then as I felt her juices dripping on my
face. I grabbed her ass and pushing my face even more into her. Her
breathing got harder and she began moaning "Yes, fuck yes, fuck that's it
uhh". And she came.God, she had a look of pleasure on her face. I liked
that.

A day later I was thinking about it at work. I finally had to call her. She
suggested a hotel and I just couldn't wait until after work. I went into
the bathroom and at work I played with myself until I came. I couldn't
believe how much I enjoyed and was looking forward to lesbian sex as I put
my fingers in and out of my wet pussy. I thought just a couple of more
hours.

As I got into the hotel I saw her and she signaled to me. We went into the
bathroom, it didn't have the full door but we went in and kissed. I love
kissing and loved kissing her. As we began to play with each other's tits
we heard two women come in. We stopped, one of the women sat in the stall
next to us. I was hoping she wouldn't see four legs but she did. "What the
fuck?" Her friend came over. "That's disgusting." We heard them leave.

"Maybe we should get out of here" I said. As we began to put our clothes on
I heard the door and one of the women say "in the last stall". A female
employee came in and knocked on the door. "You ladies better get out of
there and out of the hotel because in a second I am going to call
security." We hustled out of the bathroom, the one who ratted us out looked
at us and called us Lesbos.Lesbo?  Am I really a lesbian now?

I couldn't do bathroom sex anymore. Debbie and I would meet in my apartment
and while she is great in bed (she taught me some great things we couldn't
do in the stall such as scissoring) she knew how conflicted I was about my
sexuality so she said maybe I needed time away from her. I cried the entire
day as I realized how much I missed her touch; a woman's touch.

It's been a year since I last saw Debbie. I had a one nighter with a guy
but was surprised that my interest in men was fading.  I met a woman I was
with for a couple of months. Debbie had stirred something inside of me; I
doubted I would ever have sex with a guy again.

I was going through some stuff when I came across the panties Debbie had
given to me. I held them to my nose but the smell had faded.

It must have been magic because as I held the panties the phone rang. I
could see the number was Debbie's.

"How often do you get to Westchester "she asked me. Odd question.

"I think I've been on Metro North once. I really don't know anyone who
lives there, why?"

"Well, they just opened a new W Hotel in White Plains and the bathrooms are
beautiful."

It took me less than ½ an hour to get down to Grand Central and grab the
express train to the White Plains station.

END

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