Taco Tuesdays are my favorite days (FF, Public, anal (fingering))

I’m fumbling trying to unbutton my denim ripped jeans and of course my foot gets caught in one of the holes. Why did I wear the most complicated things knowing I’d be seeing her? I’m in such a rush trying to take my jeans off, I’m tripping over my own two feet. Blushing, I straighten my stance and quickly end my unwanted tango. Completely seduced, I want nothing more than to indulge in her embrace. I want to feel her firm skin against mine as quickly as possible. I hear her breathing equally as heavy as I. I dorkishly glance up to see the most beautiful shade of melanin I’ve seen in my life. Skin the color of dark chocolate, I imagine her trickling from my lips. Glistening without body oil, she’s nothing short of a goddamn goddess. The curve of her hips and waist followed by thick runners thighs and legs. God. Her legs. .. looking her up and down, her silhouette sends shivers down my spine.
She claps at me to catch my attention.
“Helloooo, are you home, we don’t have time for you to be slobbing out the mouth right now” she snaps, laughing while taking off her last piece of clothing.

Shay.

She was goofier than anyone I’d ever met, our encounters full of nothing but gut busting chuckles. There was never a moment I felt uncomfortable and if she thought I did, we laughed. But.. she was right. We didn’t have time for my mind to be wondering off. We had just snuck into a stall together after ditching our friends at the restaurant table. We’re at a local taco bar with a group of mutuals. Everyone is slightly beyond buzzed and we managed to slip away to “freshen up”. The sexual tension had been escalating all night as we threw tipsy glances at each other from across the table, her leg occasionally intertwining with mine. Noticing how occupied our friends were, as I sip from my straw, I flicked my tongue at her to let her know I could wait no more. And so to the bathroom we excused ourselves. This was a reoccurring theme of ours. Sneaking around. See, we knew we were more than friends, but to the outside world we’d only just met. Shay was quite known and had just gotten out of a relationship. I, quite known as well, and although circumstances were different, you could call us and our situations at the time infamous for similar reasons. The reason being, our seemingly inability to commit or keep a clean reputation. So to avoid any more drama than needed, we kept everything lowkey and made googly eyes from afar. Why did anyone need to know she was nose deep in my pussy anyway? Everyone always had something to say but why did it even matter, we’re just friends, right. I roll my eyes as I notice my jeans have a wet spot where my pussy sits. Great.. I knew my pussy was wet but I didn’t expect to be this turned on. Not even realizing I’ve misplaced my thoughts, Shay has. She grabs my face and stares deep into my soul with those enticing coffee colored eyes. My heart begins to flutter and I remember to pick my jaw up off the floor.
Breaking the contact, we giggle and cover our mouths as we hear someone enter the bathroom stall directly next to us.

As I remove my soggy panties, Shay licks her demanding lips. Shay was so hard to understand but so fun to be around. Whenever we had our encounters, she catered to me. Shay was a “touch me not”; she expressed she had some pretty rough experiences that traumatized her, and I respected her space. But when it came to giving, THAT was her strong suit. She made sure that I never left her presence unsatisfied. Always in the moment, she was bold with every decision she made. The stares or comments never bothered her. I learned to stop questioning her and just enjoy whatever she decided to come with.
Not caring who was in the restroom with us she forced her mouth onto mine. She tasted of her last margarita, the salt and lime exfoliating her already soft lips. I giggle into her mouth as she slides her tongue into mine. Sucking on her tongue, I pull back and look into her eyes. Letting out a deep sigh, she knows what I’m about to say. See, Shay didn’t even like being touched during kissing. And I couldn’t help my hopeless romantic tendencies. I wanted nothing more than to be able to caress her.
“It’d just be nice to have somewhere to put my hands” I start to complain.
Smirking, she mouths “Yeah. Me too”
I don’t even realize I’ve got a death grip on her wrists down by my hips. Letting go, I feel like the moment is no longer here.
Shay, taking note of my energy change, rubs a hand through my curls. Picking my head up, she kisses my forehead. I’m too tipsy to continue standing and decide it’s time to get back to business anyway.

Leading her to the corner of the restroom, I put a paper towel down and sit up on the sink. Spreading my legs wide, I welcome her to my humble abode. I’m already soaking wet as she stops to admire the view. Throwing up her hands to mimic a camera, Shay quickly pretends to snap a few pictures of my glistening waterfall.
Licking her plump lips and eyeing me for half a second before pushing her face right up in between my thighs, Shay wastes no time. She never does. This is what I loved about her. So carefree. Her tongue diving deep, I feel her exploring every inch of my insides. Melting, I ride this wave.
Rotating my hips, I accept every bit of her curiosity and well formed expertise. Shay had the longest tongue I’d ever come across… and she knew EXACTLY how to use it. Sliding in and around my pussy walls, she smacks up my leaking liquids. Grabbing her thick locs, I push her head deeper into me, allowing her tongue to extend straight into my pussy. Seeking refuge, she finds my g spot and begins to settle in, allowing her tongue to flatten out and flex back up repeatedly inside me. Letting out a long moan, I remember someone else is still in the bathroom with us only after they cough as reminder.
“Ahhhh. Fuck you.” Shay mutters only slightly lifting her head
I growl out of sheer pleasure. My voice echoes and the person on standby loudly scoffs.
Shay looks up at me, grinning like a kid in a candy store with my juices glimmering off her already rich skin. I’ve turned her on and given her the green light to have fun. I love that look she gives when I do something that surprises her. Usually I was so reserved, but she knew just how to get me riled up. She always reminded me to enjoy myself and right now I was doing more than that.
Sticking two fingers into me, she makes herself comfortable with my walls. With her thumb on my clit, she begins to slowly pump in and out with her fingers. I’m already gushing from pure excitement. I lean back against the chipped wall and cheap mirror, forgetting where I am, but also still tipsy and needing help holding my body up. My eyes begin to flutter and I feel my cheeks flushing. The mirror is now beating against the wall as I’m rocking along with her pushing every button in my womb.

The bathroom door opens and closes. We’re alone. Finally. It suddenly feels less crowded and I feel my body melting. Losing all sight of who I am and what I’m doing, I just want this moment here and now.
With my hand braced against the mirror, Shay starts to slowly lick down from my neck to each of my already very erect nipples. Swirling her tongue around all of my chest, creating little love letters for later. I scoot closer into her, allowing her fingers to delve deeper into the ocean she’s created. Speeding up her flow, I lose all sense of time. Opening my eyes to briefly look at her, she’s already staring at me smirking. She’s so confident in what she’s doing, I can’t help but to gasp and bite my lip to keep from whimpering too loud.
My body is starting to shake and convulse, I grip onto her back for leverage. My acrylic nails digging so deep I feel her skin tearing beneath them. She doesn’t seem to notice.
“Faster” I beg into the air
She speeds up.
Her fingers on one hand jutting in and out of my pussy while the other hand slides down to my ass and spreads my cheeks. Sticking two fingers into my ass she gracefully aligns both motions with each other. My body is swaying with each thrust of her fingers. I can feel my pussy and my ass gripping each finger, never wanting them to leave their newly found sacred spaces. Just the sensation alone has me aching to cum. Never before had my body gripped onto such an ecstasy.
My juices splashing everywhere, there’s now moisture on her breasts. I’m dripping all in between my legs and the paper towels I’ve set down are soaked and ripping to shreds right under me.
I take a deep breath and close my eyes as she slides her thumb into my asshole.
“Ooohhh fuck” I slob, barely audible.
While massaging my insides Shay kisses me, licking up all of the slob off of my swollen lips and chin. Uncontrollably, my body starts clenching and convulsing.
The bathroom door opens and there’s the sound of keys jingling and a walkie talkie.

Time starts again.

I open my eyes. I realize where I am. And for a second I feel a moment of panic. And just as quickly as it comes it’s replaced by adrenaline.
There’s a pound on the door and an upset manager speaking about customer complaints and police involvement.
Shay looks at me with her wide grin and licks her devious lips. Making me wait, she pauses to let the tension build. Clenching my thighs together I can feel my pussy throbbing nearly to the point of pain.
“Please” I whine
While holding eye contact, she takes my entire clit into her mouth and passively aggressively sucks, while slowly twirling her finger around in my asshole. It. Sends. Me. Overboard.
“SHAAAAYUUHHH” I loudly moan.
Now I’m unable to hold back.
My pussy starts squirting and I’m on the verge of tears. My ears are ringing and nothing else matters but her. Crouching down, Shay opens her mouth near my pussy and begins catching and lapping up whatever she can while the rest falls to the floor.
The manager threatens to unlock the door and come in just as I finish in Shays mouth. She slides on her shirt without even wiping off, leaving me in the corner to regather myself while she responds to our upset audience. Cum still falling from her succulent lips, she unlocks the door and winks at the manager. “You got any wet floor signs? Had a bit of an accident in here” she slyly mumbles
The manager in turn, disgustingly scoffs and walks out after telling us to collect ourselves and leave the premises.

Announcing our departure, we damn near yodel our way out of the bathroom. We’re laughing so hard, there’s tears falling from my eyes. More conspicuous than we thought, everyone eyeing us as we exited the bathroom had a glimmer of curiosity or applause in their eye. My hair completely a mess, sweat drenching both of our clothes, and the smell of lime and pussy on Shays breath, were the obvious signs of a well spent evening.
Still flushed and dazed we return our friends and make our grand arrival to the table, clearly interrupting a conflict of confusion.

“What the fuck is going on with this place? We just got kicked out for the second time. We pay the fucking tab. We’re not wasted drunk like the fucks at the bar!” One of our friends is ranting on, sounding utterly fed up with the restaurant. Shay and I apparently just missed the waiter that excused our table with an early tab. We exchange a snicker and a semi casual eye of knowing, but just shrug our worn out shoulders to our friends.
Once outside and waiting for our designated driver, the group drunkingly rants on about being unfairly banned from the restaurant. Still feeling my buzz, I glance over at Shay. She looks me up and down and smiles with her eyes. Ah. Those eyes. My pussy jumps and I feel my panties soaking up again.

“Maybe we should try another spot, the nights still young!” I hop in and suggest, glancing back over at her with a slick bite of my lips.
“Maybe we should” She replies, barely side eyeing the still slightly distracted group.

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Rough draft. Will be part of a series.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qrbnv0/taco_tuesdays_are_my_favorite_days_ff_public_anal