2nd Avenue – The Sexcapades of Pamela: Quickie Inside Toilet

As the club was bubbling, I sighted Rita. I reached out to her and we got talking immediately when she saw one of her old male friend, Seni.

“Hi Rita, how are you ladies doing” he said

“We are fine and you” Rita replied.

“Can I buy you ladies drinks” Seni requested

“Why not, but am not happy with you Seni” Rita said

“Really, what have I done?”

“After fucking me, you left without a word, you didn’t even compensate me” Rita fights for her right

Am sorry, had to leave in a hurry because of my boss. Don’t worry I will do you well today. But you have not introduce me to your friend,” He said

“Oops! Meet Pamela”

He stretched out his hand for a shake.

“My name is Seni Durojaye, can I meet you please.”

“My name is Pamela.”

“Such a beautiful name for a beautiful and sexy lady like you”

“Uhunnn!” Rita caught into our conversation.

His eye were zeroing on my boobs. Lust was boldly written on his face.

We got talking for a while before Rita excused herself and made for the restroom.

He’s smooth operator as he quickly ask if I will like to fuck and he will appreciate me with the sum of N50k

“Where do you want us to do it” I asked immediate.

He’s not looking bad thou and I guess he will sure know how to fuck well too.

Meet me at the bathroom once your friend comes back. Tell her I left and I promise to call her.

He quickly discharged. Rita came back and asked after him. I told her he got a call from his boss and he left in a hurry.

After 20mins, I told Rita I need to use the restroom that I will be back in a jiffy.

I headed for the male restroom here Seni was already waiting for me at the door. I guess he had made arrangement with the bouncer to be on the lookout for him while he carried out his ‘sexscapade’ act

He grabbed me like a hungry lion and closed the door behind him immediately.

He started fondly my boobs and sucking it like an infant.

His hands were already underneath my gown.

After rummaging through my public hair, he slid first finger into my vagina, then a second, followed by a third and finally all the four fingers were scratching all the nooks and crannies of my honey pot. A moment later, he began to fingerfuck, sending waves upon waves of delirious pleasure through me. Then, he turned me around, bent me brutally forward, making me hold the wash hand basin. He brought out his penis which he ever, so roughly, pushed into me. The penis was big but I was already wet and slippery, making his passage easy.

“Yeah… spank me … fuck me hard,” I begged as the tempo of his strokes increased. He held on tightly to my hips and smashed violently against it. After what seemed like eternity, he came in a mighty shudder just as I hit orgasm.

“What a great fuck you are!” he remarked as he sighed heavily. I said nothing. My body was soaked with perspiration. I wanted to get out to where I could breathe fresh air.

“We should do this again,” he said again. He had pulled up his trousers and was adjusting his belt.

“That depends on you.”

“How?”

“What does a lady want from a man? You take care of my needs. I’ll take care of your cock.”

He gave me his call card and asked me to get in touch with him as soon as I could.

We both agreed Rita must not know a thing about it. Then he opened the toilet door and let us into freedom.

We must have spent about half an hour in there. The floor was still crowded and, fortunately for me, Rita was still digging it out with a guy in a reckless fashion. I doubted if she has noticed my absence. I waded through the crowd.

“Hey sweetie, come and dance with me,” a man said, pulling my hand.

“I’m sorry, I’m tired. I’ve been dancing all along,” I lied and found my way out of the dancing floor. I needed some fresh air. As I took a seat near the poolside, my mind went to Rita. How would she feel if she knew that the man she introduced to me as her squeeze had fucked me?