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The other night I went out to the local bar. One of my favorite bands was playing, so I wasn't really paying attention to what wa going on around me. Throughout the night different men had approached me , but I was more intent on listening to the music and wasn't afraid to tell them so. I was just standing at the corner of the bar waiting for a seat having a drink and enjoying the music. A gentleman bumped into me upon trying to order a drink. After excusing himself, I went back to listening to the music, and didn't give the man a second thought. Suddenly I felt something...dear God...He was breathing all over my neck. I was going to put a stop to this. I went to turn around, but his words caught my attention first. 
"You really don't want me to stop there...Do you?" he whispered in my ear, and suddenly I couldn't turn around. He was right. I felt his hand sliding accross my shoulder, and up my neck, to my lips. Then he slipped a finger into my mouth. I sucked it in as far as it would go. He stepped as close as he could get to me. He pulled his finger from my mouth and ran it down my neck and to the top of my blouse. Gently he undid the first two buttons, and very descreetly worked his hand under my bra. He touched my nipple and his now cold wet finger made my nipples stiffen up instantly. Then he pinched it so hard, I couldn't help but let out a little cry. He asked "Do you want me to stop yet?". Of course I didn't. I wanted more. He carressed my breast, and then worked his way over to the other one and provided the same treatment. I could feel his cock growing, as he pressed himself against my back. Suddenly his hand was gone. Certainly he wasn't going to leave me like this. Then it reappeared, cupping my ass, and massaging it. I could feel myself dripping with wetness. I wondered how long he would go on. "You like that, don't you?" he asked. What else could I do but moan "Yes.". His fingers explored further and further. He lifted my skirt a little, just enough to get his hand on my cunt. He began gingerly rubbing my clit through my pantyhose adn panties. I could take it no longer. I had to excuse myself. I could feel his eyes following me all the way to the ladies room. Once inside, I looked around to see if there was anyone else there...there wasn't. I stepped into the the biggest stall, pulled up my dress, pulled off my pantyhose, and panties, sat down and put my feet against the wall. I literally dripped all over the place from the excitement. I ran my finger against my clit as fast as I could until I felt the rush coming. I came with a bang and soaked my hand with cum. I gathered myself up and put my hose and panties in my purse and walked out of the bathroom and headed back to my space at the bar. I looked around, but the gentleman was nowhere to be seen. Oh well, at least I can get back to listening to the music again. Without warning, there was a cold wet feeling between my legs. All I heard was "Was it as good in there as it is out here?". I couldn't say anything, I was so caught up in the feeling. He continued to rub the ice cube up and down my cunt. I couldn't believe I was allowing someone to do this to me, let alone where anybody around could see what was going on. He ran the ice all over my ass and my cunt. I thought I would go absolutely out of my mind. Then he slipped it inside of me. God...what a feeling. The ice was melting and I was dripping all over the floor, but no one seemed to notice or care. His fingers were cold and wet from the ice, and i never felt anything like I did when he shoved his freezing cold fingers in my ass, no warning, just pure excitement and pleasure. He moved his fingers around and in and out of my ass as if he was going to grab the ice in my pussy right through my wall. This set me off instantly. I started wriggling and cumming all over the place. When I was done I waited for him to say something to me but again he was gone. All that was left was me and a puddle of water and cum underneath me. Believe it or not, this is a true story, and to this day I still wonder what happened to him. I love to hear all the stories from everyone and would love to exchange on a one to one basis as well. Feel free to email me at Tigress350@AOL.com by Annie
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