"You ok in there Jake?"
We both froze.
The man at the urinals was her father.
I could feel Chelsea tense up like a rock on top of me; her hands gripping my legs tightly, her breath hitching in her throat. I could feel her pulse jumping like a train off the tacks as she leaned back into me.
I knew her dad could only see my feet, along with my trousers around my ankles under the stall wall; seeing as her legs were being held up by me. But, I could hardly blame her for being terrified. Shit, I was! As suddenly frozen in fear as I was at the possibility of getting caught like this by my buddy, I couldn't even imagine how much worse it felt to be her right then. Of course, I think we both knew that if we were caught there in that bathroom like that, there'd be hell to pay for the man balls-deep in his best friend and neighbor's nineteen year old daughter.
I coughed, clearing my throat. “Ugh- yep! Yeah, for sure, Mike. Must’ve had something I shouldn't have."
I could feel her grin at my double-entendre, and I responded by rocking my hips just a bit, grinding deep into her pussy.
"Shoot man, well I hope you feel better after a bathroom break; they're bringing those steaks out now at the table and they're lookin’ great! Nice and pink on the inside just the way you like em!"
Jesus; this was almost too much. Between the rush of fear making the adrenaline course like fire through my veins, and how close I'd gotten to coming, and then despite all of this, how fucking good this girls perfect slit felt stretched around my cock, I was practically panting. The fact that we were so close to getting caught sent a rush through me, causing my blood to pump in ways I know she could feel.
"Well, I'll be out in just a few, buddy. Feeling better already in here."
I suddenly had to clench my jaw, hard, as I innocent little Chelsea started to fuck me, right there in the bathroom stall, with her dad standing right outside washing his hands at the sink. I squeezed her thigh hard, and she turned to look at me with a look of pure pleasure on her face. I bit her shoulder, hard, and she barely had time to cover her mouth with her hands to stop the moan from tumbling out as I rocked my cock deep into her pussy.
My strong hands gripped her much smaller body tightly I he slowly started to pump my hips up and down, easing my throbbing dick in and out of her clenching, naughty little pussy. It was taking everything I had not to roar right there as the waves of pleasure spilled over me.
"Yeah, something must've gotten into Chelsea too."
I bit her shoulder hard again, trying to suppress the feeling of fucking bliss rolling through me as she continued to slowly fuck herself on my cock. "Uh, oh yeah?" I grunted, my heartbeat hammering against her back.
"Yeah, she’s been a bit long in the bathroom too. Hope she's okay.”
I muffled a grunt into her shoulder. “Oh, yeah, I'm sure she's fine Mike. Probably just college stuff; maybe she had to call a boy or something."
She sank back into me, her body going almost limp with pleasure as she let me slowly pump her slit full of my dick, knowing I was pushing her right up to the edge of that climax.
I could hear Mike chuckling at the sink as he finished drying his hands. “A boy? Hah! C’mon Jake, I doubt she's there yet. My Chelsea's a real little angel, you know."
I groaned loudly, my voice catching in my throat as my cock throbbed inside of her tight, velvety pussy. “Oh, yeah, a real angel, Mike!" I thrust his hips up, and she stuck her hand into her mouth and bit it to keep from crying out.
"Alright buddy, well I'll see you back out there soon. Hey and thanks again for coming tonight, I know it meant a lot to Chelsea."
As soon as the door shut behind him, I groaned out loud and just started to fuck my cock up into her with deep, powerful strokes. Just feeling her tight slit grip me like that as she started to whimper and shake and go tense in my arms as I pounded her little pussy got my blood roaring to a boil.
And then she came, like a Goddamn firecracker. She moaned loudly into her hands, her tight slit clenching impossibly tighter around my thick girth before I felt her honey drip down my balls. The climax tore through her as she went to pieces on my lap, moaning and shaking and bouncing on my cock as she came again and again and again.
"Oh fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme Mr. Harding! Fill my pussy! Fill me with your cum! I want your cum so bad Mr. Harding!”
I choked out a gasp as my hips suddenly rocked up into her tight slit, and with a grunt, my cock erupted inside of her. I roars as I just started to pump what felt like a gallon of cum deep into her pussy. She shook and moaned through her own orgasm as I dumped every drop of my thick load inside of her bare, fertile young slit, knowing my cum was splashing right against the opening to her comp.
We collapsed like that, her still with her panties and jeans around her knees with my thick erection throbbing and twitching out the last of my huge load inside of her.
"Fuck, honey, we-"
"We gotta get back to the table, I know."
I really did not want her to get off my lap - not then, and not ever - but I knew we were way past pushing it right now.
With a gasp, she stood, before instantly reaching down and yanking her panties up her long slender legs and pulling them tight against her pussy. I could already see the front of her panties soaking through with my cum leaking out of her, and I growled just thinking about how dirty that was as I pulled my own trousers up.
Chelsea whirled around, giving me a quick, passionate kiss on the mouth before she opened the stall door and scurried to the door.