Most nights that I go to the local gay bar are boring. It's the same crowd, same drunks, and the same drag queens. Nothing happens. But then you have this:
Friday night after traveling my 20+ miles to get to Jesters, I, as usual had to tinkle. (spiro, +a beer) It was early with very few people there, I wave 'Hi' at my two lesbian friends I've been hanging with, and go straight to the ladies room. As soon as I get in the back stall, I hear two girls come bounding in and go into the other stall. It didn't take long for me to realize they weren't there to pee, "Oh Lisa, right there," being the first clue. At this point, my plan was to do my business, flush, and quickly make my exit, but by the time I was done, the throws of passion had built into the, "Oh Lisa, I'm going to cum now," stage, and I didn't want to interrupt this crucial moment, so I sat quietly waiting. About this time, I realized I'd been in there too long to make any kind of a graceful exit, so I started hoping that (1) either they would finish soon, or (2) someone would come in and break-up this love match so I could leave. Neither of those things happened. After the, "You were great, ...you too," exchange, they left the stall and started up in the mirror/sink area! A second chorus of, "Oh Lisa, Oh Lisa," began and played through until finally, after more orgasms were had by them than I ever had in a week they were interrupted by one of the girls I sit with who had come looking for me. They hurriedly left, but were back in there the next time one of our little group had to go! Jees, the phrase, 'like rabbits', comes to mind! After explaining what took me so long, my girlfriends pointed out Lisa and, 'The Vocal One', for I never did hear her name. Cute couple, smiled a lot! From what I can tell, Lisa is very good at what she was doing, and The Vocal One was, well, that's self explanatory. I know, I should have left, but since the roll of voyeur was thrust upon me, I had to play it as best I could. And I did, they never knew I was there. ....or maybe they did! Hmmm...
Stephanie
Friday night after traveling my 20+ miles to get to Jesters, I, as usual had to tinkle. (spiro, +a beer) It was early with very few people there, I wave 'Hi' at my two lesbian friends I've been hanging with, and go straight to the ladies room. As soon as I get in the back stall, I hear two girls come bounding in and go into the other stall. It didn't take long for me to realize they weren't there to pee, "Oh Lisa, right there," being the first clue. At this point, my plan was to do my business, flush, and quickly make my exit, but by the time I was done, the throws of passion had built into the, "Oh Lisa, I'm going to cum now," stage, and I didn't want to interrupt this crucial moment, so I sat quietly waiting. About this time, I realized I'd been in there too long to make any kind of a graceful exit, so I started hoping that (1) either they would finish soon, or (2) someone would come in and break-up this love match so I could leave. Neither of those things happened. After the, "You were great, ...you too," exchange, they left the stall and started up in the mirror/sink area! A second chorus of, "Oh Lisa, Oh Lisa," began and played through until finally, after more orgasms were had by them than I ever had in a week they were interrupted by one of the girls I sit with who had come looking for me. They hurriedly left, but were back in there the next time one of our little group had to go! Jees, the phrase, 'like rabbits', comes to mind! After explaining what took me so long, my girlfriends pointed out Lisa and, 'The Vocal One', for I never did hear her name. Cute couple, smiled a lot! From what I can tell, Lisa is very good at what she was doing, and The Vocal One was, well, that's self explanatory. I know, I should have left, but since the roll of voyeur was thrust upon me, I had to play it as best I could. And I did, they never knew I was there. ....or maybe they did! Hmmm...
Stephanie
2 comments:
a great story!
I'm so glad I decided to read it while at work on this boring Monday Morning!
you rock!
I had something similar happen once, except instead of being an unwilling participant, I just let my mind wander. I thought I was being quiet, and that they'd left. So I left the stall to wash up and they were still there kissing. I of course was bright red and didn't think so I said "You were amazing!" and averted my eyes. The quiet one said "Yes! I got TWO women off at once! I am amazing!"
So I did the only thing possible. Bought them a round and we spent the night hanging out and dancing! Of course the talented one kept pulling complete strangers aside saying "I got them both off at the same time and I didn't even have to touch her..." As she pointed at me.
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