Dear Diary, Part 17 – September 2008 (A night at the club)

by Jacqueline_B

It was a quiet Friday night at the small club where Zoe and I work behind the bar, in fact so quiet that the manager let the other two members of staff go home early. Then about midnight a boisterous group of people came in, they were on an eighteenth birthday pub- crawl and the two of us were soon rushed of our feet.

Half an hour later I had to go to the toilet because I was desperate for a wee. I made my excuses to the boss and went round the back. As I walked into the toilet I could hear a low moan come from the end cubicle, “Are you alright? It’s a member of staff.” I called out. It suddenly went quiet and a couple of seconds later a slurred voice replied, “Yes thank you I’ve just had a bit too much to drink.” “OK! If you’re sure.” And I went into another cubicle to finish what I came in for. As I sat there I could hear constant rustling and I was puzzled as to what it was.

When I had finished I went out and stood by the sink washing my hands when I looked in the mirror as the cubicle door opened and I saw a girl come out. She stood next to me and started to wash her hands and I thought to myself that she didn’t look drunk in the slightest. I glanced sideways at her and noticed she was looking at me, then she did something unexpected, she winked at me and walked out of the toilets.

I turned round and noticed that the cubicle door was slightly open, and I could see a pair of feet through the gap. It didn’t occur to me at the time what had been going on but I was mystified so I went over and pushed the door open and was just about to ask what was going on when my heart stopped and my mouth went dry. There was another girl in there, she couldn’t have been any older than seventeen or eighteen and she had gorgeous long blonde hair. Her knickers were discarded on the floor of the cubicle and her skirt was up around her waist. Her eyes were screwed tight shut and her hand was between her legs and she was frantically rubbing herself. “Holy shit!” I thought and I suddenly realised what had been happening.

My pussy immediately became moist and I pushed the cubicle door closed and locked it; the boss could manage without me for the next ten minutes. The girl’s eyes opened as she heard the door close and she had trouble focusing, she was obviously pissed out of her head. I knelt down between her spread thighs and looked up at her, there was a look of absolute lust on her face.

I took hold of her hands and gently removed them from between her legs, her pussy was as smooth as silk and her delicate lips were gaping wide open, I could see her juices bubbling inside her and I could smell her musky scent. She whispered, almost begging, “Please.” In a throaty Eastern European accent and slid forward slightly on the toilet seat, opening her legs wider.

Slowly I ran my fingertip along her pussy lips and her eyes fluttered closed, my finger came away wet and I put it to my mouth and licked her juices off, God! She tasted so sweet. I leaned forward and started to lick along her gaping slit, she tightly gripped the toilet seat in both hands and lifted her hips up, grinding her pussy into my mouth. As I licked her she started moaning and when I pushed my tongue deep inside her she gasped and my mouth and chin was flooded with her juices.

All the time I was going down on her I could hear the outer door of the toilet opening and closing, and women using the other cubicles, I had to put my hand over the girl’s mouth to stifle her gasps and moans. It turned me on even more to know that other women were within feet of us while I was fucking this girl with my tongue.

Faster and faster I delved my tongue into her depths and sucking her clit with my mouth at the same time, her thigh muscles started shaking and I clamped my hand over her mouth. With my other hand I pushed two fingers deep inside her pussy alongside my tongue and she started muffled panting against my hand over her mouth. Her eyes flew open and her thighs clamped shut over my head and she cum so hard that she squirted her sweet nectar deep into my throat and all over my hand and wrist. I drank it all down, not wasting a single drop, even removing my fingers from her pussy and licking it all off my fingers and wrist.

I was aching for release so I stood up and removed my soaking wet panties and shuffled forward in the cramped cubicle until my pussy was inches from her lovely face. She licked her lips and leaned forward and I felt her tongue on me, she flicked my clit with her tongue and that was it, I had the fastest orgasm of my life. I almost collapsed as she sucked and licked at my clit, I had to lean against the wall behind her head as wave after wave of pleasure hit me.

Looking at my wristwatch I realised I had been in here for twenty minutes. Hurriedly I rearranged my clothes, I couldn’t put my panties on because they were soaking so I gave the girl a lingering kiss then went out and dropped them in the trashcan inside the door. I went back out into the bar and Zoe gave me a strange look, her eyebrows raised as if to say, “I know what you’ve been doing.”

I winked at her and whispered, “I think you want to go to the toilet, and by the way, use the end cubicle.”

Zoe raised her eyebrows at me again but she went to the toilet. A couple of minutes after she had left a guy came up to the bar and asked me, “Excuse me, but have you seen my girlfriend? I haven’t seen her for ages.”

I asked him what she looked like and he described the girl in the toilet. “Oh my God!” I thought to myself, “I wonder if he knows what she’s like.” I couldn’t look him in the face as I told him that I had seen her in the toilets about ten minutes ago and that I was sure she was alright. He seemed satisfied with that and I heaved a huge sigh of relief when he bought some drinks and went back to joining the birthday party.

About fifteen minutes later Zoe came out of the toilets with a big shit-eating grin on her face. As she squeezed past me behind the bar she whispered in my ear, “You bitch.” And she laughed. When I went out to get some more mixers a few minutes later Zoe followed me and gave me a quick kiss on the mouth, I could taste the girl’s juices on her lips. I wonder how many other girls had gone into the toilets that night and helped themselves to what was in the end cubicle because I didn’t see her come out for another half an hour.