They fought back.

Tossing her soiled pants into her locker, she turned and hurried towards the restroom stalls. No sooner had she closed and latched the door behind her than the sensation of her ass being grabbed returned, stronger than before. And it was really more than a sensation this time. The unseen hands were warm and eager, squeezing and caressing her shapely globes, but only where the panties covered her. She froze, both shocked and enjoying the feeling. Her EMT job made it hard to date, and frankly, it had been a long time since she'd been touched that way...

But no, this was too freaky. She reached down and pulled down the panties, noting that the frisky hands traced their way down her thighs as the panties glided over them.

Peter couldn't get enough. The warmth from being in her proximity was nothing compared to the raw sexual energy she was giving off, and all from simply from being groped. It filled him with energy and yet, he was suddenly ravenous for more. And he could tell from her body's responses that she was enjoying it. And then he felt himself being pulled away. He was about to lose it all...

Alice had the panties pulled down to her knees when they started to fight back. They were trying to pull themselves back up. She was able to hold them down for a moment and might have been able to overpower them entirely, if a drop of her own lubrications hadn't chosen that time to drip onto them. That drove the panties wild. They slipped out her grip and shot back up her thighs, insinuating themselves into every nook and cranny of her dripping womanhood.

The hands announced their return with a single, audible smack to her ass and then a warm, skilled tongue was slowly sliding it's way up from the base of her wet slit. Alice looked down to see what was happening, and it was as if someone was licking her through the panties. It looked like she had the worst case of camel toe ever, but it felt divine. She braced herself against the stall walls, preparing herself to endure the onslaught of sucking, nibbling, and licking she was about to be put through.

The moans and sweat poured out of her, and not even her palm pressed against her lips could mask the sounds of her pleasure completely. She quickly stopped trying to control the grinding of her hips and just went with it, writhing uncontrollably. She came, and came again, the panties' appetite seemingly insatiable. She wasn't sure when she had collapsed, but when it was finally over, she was on the ground. The stall doors were the only reason she wasn't sprawled on the ground completely. It was all she could do to remain upright and catch her breath.