May heads off to 'powder her nose'

May strode into the men's room and saw the security guard at one of the urinals, whistling as he relieved himself. She smiled as she realized they were alone and flipped the lock shut. He heard the click of the lock and looked up at her, standing there with a hungry gleam in her eyes. His face flushed.

"Uh, this is the men's room--" he began, fumbling with his fly.

"That just means I have less competition," May purred. "Oh, don't put that away." She was on him before he had a chance to zip up, her breasts pressing against his chest and her manicured fingers sliding down into his boxers. She smiled as he sucked in a breath at her touch, his cock hardening as her hand closed around it. Her eyes caught sight of the name 'Bruce' on his badge. "Oh, I've been such a bad girl, Bruce," May pouted as she began to stroke him, looking into his eyes with a gaze of lust. "I need a full cavity search."

Bruce groaned at May's skilled hands. The one that wasn't on his cock shoved him backwards into a stall, and he fell on the toilet seat, his cock jutting straight up. The redheaded sexpot was on it in a flash, kneeling there and licking his shaft with her enthusiastic lips and tongue.

May moaned around the meaty organ. She felt a sick, naughty thrill at practically raping this hapless guy. Her heart pounded as she slurped and tongued the smooth purple helmet. Her heart pounded. She'd had some misgivings about her sexual impulse, but any doubts dissolved when she had Bruce in her clutches. She looked up at him as she bobbed her head up and down his length, surprised at her ability to fellate so easily without choking. He didn't seem to object, his hands coming down to hold her head as she sucked him, letting obscene slurping sounds escape her lips.

She suddenly pulled free of his cock and stood, reaching down to tear a hole in the crotch of her new tights, revealing silken panties soaked in juice. Her libido was hungry. She hadn't had sex in over twenty years, and now a fire had been rekindled in her. She peeled the sodden panties aside and straddled the guard, gripping his cock to guide into her. May's eyes fluttered as she sank down on his length, mini-orgasms rocking through her as she felt the long-forgotten sensation of hot, hard flesh slipping into her.

These side effects weren't bad...

Grinding her hips against the man on the toilet seat May’s eyes were shut as she rode out the sensation of being plowed for the first time in over twenty years of her life, sighing and moaning in bliss she grabbed hold of the man she had under her, pinning him there by his shoulders as she ground harder against him. Feeling the man’s hands grip at her heart shaped rear broke a smile on her pouting lips, looking down and panting with effort May giggled seeing the guard grit his teeth from exertion. Tightening her hold on him with her legs May began undoing her blouse and unhooking her bra. "Wanna… Play a… Game? It’s called… Bobbing for… Apples."

Pulling her blouse wide open she shoved her tits into his face, hearing him gasp and muffle for air as her new DD’s smothered his face. "Mmm, that’s right… keep reaching, you’ll find it…" Gasping out loud, May felt the guard bite down on her nipple, sending waves of pleasure through her and making her go stiff. With her eyes fluttering her first orgasm in two decades crashed through her instantly, wrapping her arms around the guard’s head as she rode it out. Breathing in deeply she slammed him back against the tiled wall, a wild grin on her pouting lips as she began to gyrate her hips again.

"I’m not done yet handsome, I haven’t made your pistol go off yet."