Task 9.3– Where Reality Comes True

Dragged out of the bar, I was thankful that we were getting out of there. A lot of the guys in there could have just figured I was drunk or not too smart to get to the bar, but the final guy who I obviously grabbed his cock must have known better. Last thing I wanted was for everyone there to think I was some kind of cock hungry slut looking for attention. They don’t say it but even at Disney bad things happen when people get drunk here.

It did feel pretty big though and I couldn’t help but thinking of the possibilities. The guy looked old enough to be my father or maybe even grandfather, but age shouldn’t matter as long as it still got hard and could last long enough to pleasure me.

“Jesus,” I muttered, I was getting to that level of horniness again that just made me want dark, devious things, not caring about the aftermath.

“Mmmph,” a sudden moan escaped my lips before I could start it, Kim gave the vibrator a quick buzz to get my attention.

We were walking on our way to France when she nudged my arm, “what were you thinking about, you looked like you were day dreaming about something.”

She fiddled with her phone and the vibrator started to lowly hum inside of my ass, “um, just the whole thing.”

“The whole thing, you mean one of those guys at the bar?”

I blushed, I felt like I was so transparent around her, practically an open book to be read, “maybe.”

“I bet it was huge,” she leaned over to whisper in my ear, turning the vibrator up, “you know, I’m not just about girls, I have fucked a few guys, I mean I prefer girls, but I can’t turn down a perfect cock when I get the chance.”

I’m not sure why, but the thought of watching Kim get fucked by a guy just turned me on so much. I swore that the vibrator was on full because I had to grab her arm to let her know I was about to cum.

“What did that turn you on princess?”

“Yes, please turn it off before I cum, just please stop it right now.”

“Tell me what you were thinking about then?”

“The last guy, the guy who rubbed right up against my hand, I was thinking how big he was…ok?”

“The old guy? Seriously?”

“Yes, now please just stop it,” I was on the edge of orgasm.

She turned it down but not off, I still felt like I was building up and I wasn’t going to be able to stop it.

“I didn’t know you were into the older type, much older from the looks of it, maybe we should go back and get his number.”

“No!” the thought of it brought so many emotions of humiliation, embarrassment, fear but all my brain could think of was that she would and the next thing I knew I was in a bathroom with his cock down my throat.

My legs shook and I put a hand over my mouth as I leaned on a rail, Kim grabbed my beer out of my hand and then my legs gave out as I slumped to the ground as all the energy of my legs gave out. The sudden bump on the hard concrete ground, hit just the right spot of the plug and causing me to orgasm right there. It took everything I had to not openly moan and scream in pleasure and I prayed that I wasn’t about to gush in my shorts.

The vibrator finally shut off and Kim sat beside me, she put the drinks on the ground next to her, “you are a hungry little slut, aren’t you?”

My mind was kind of in a fog, I couldn’t even remember how many orgasms or near orgasms this has been and so many were in public, “I guess, I don’t know, maybe…”

“If we went back and found that old guy, you’d probably suck his cock and let him fuck you, wouldn’t you?”

“Maybe, I don’t know, I’m still a virgin remember?”

“Let’s go back then and find out, maybe you lose your V-card today?”

“No, no, that’s ok,” I didn’t want to let her know I’ve had fantasies about losing it and this wasn’t the way I wanted to.

She laughed, “that’s fine, I doubt his family would appreciate him sneaking off to the bathroom to fuck some girl a third his age,” she gave me a look, “although I didn’t see a wedding ring or a grandmother with them, so who knows.”

I blushed, now thinking that there was a chance he would, if he was with something that was a definite no, almost a rejection, but the thought crossed my mind and a feeling in a gut almost mistook me for being happy.

We sat there for a little bit, once I was focused again, I drank my warming beer and once I was strong enough, I stood back up and continued our little magical adventure. Walking into France I was worried about what was going to happen next. We walked over to the corner and I watched as Kim fiddled in her bag trying to find something and then pulled out something that was easily concealed in her hand and brought it in front of me as if handing it to me.

“Here,” I put out my hand and she dropped a pin into it, “see any you want to trade for.”

I looked at the board and saw a brand new pin I’ve been wanting since I love Baymax.

“Can I help you ladies,” the man behind the table said.

“Just want to trade for that one,” I pointed at the Baymax.

He put out his hand and I handed it to him, he took off the back and got the pin and gave it to me. Nothing sexual at all, no vibrations, no her trying to make me cum or embarrass me in front of him or teasing, or asking for his number.

“Thank you!” I smiled, feeling normal for the first time today.

“Hey Maggie, can you grab me one of those baggie things.”

I went back and saw the ziplock bags with postcards in them and leaned over to grab one and ran back to Kim as we exited the store.

“You definitely made that guys day.”

“What do you mean?”

She pointed down, “he was staring at your tits the whole time and I bet if he was lucky he was able to see down your shirt when you bent over.”

I blushed at the thought of him not only seeing my braless chest but all the ropes around it, I couldn’t bear to look back as we made our way down the alley.