Down and Dirty

Down and Dirty Down and Dirty

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

my first flasher!

Summary

my first flasher!

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Submitted: November 01, 2015

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Submitted: November 01, 2015

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Down And Dirty...

The fist time I watched a man masturbate it was all a bit sordid, really. There was a narrow alleyway behind the store where I worked as a 'Saturday Girl'. I guess I was about sixteen at the time. One day, one of the girls came running into the office where I worked yelling that a man was 'whacking off' in his car outside the goods lift and that someone needed to call the police.

Well, as the 'grown-ups' flapped about and tried to make telephone calls, I took my opportunity and slipped out back. There was parked a tatty old car with a grubby, bald, far too rotund and, to me at that age, very old guy whose eyes were bulging and the veins in his neck standing out as he furiously pumped this enormous, obscene, deep purple cock. And just as I walked closer, mesmerized by the vision, something grey and sticky and gloopy shot towards me. I gasped and flinched, but it hit the inside of the windscreen and began to dribble down it. He stopped, frozen in place and I wondered if he'd had a heart attack... but his 'thing' was still pulsing in his fist. After what seemed like an age, I saw him begin to breath once more... and as his colour returned to normal, he opened his eyes and grinned at me; not lasciviously, but with an aire of great relief rather than satisfaction, and as he levered his still huge cock back into his jeans, he saluted me, started his engine and without looking back, drove off.

I was stunned by what 'd seen. I'd seen cocks before, but never like that! it was so big and so... engorged. And the colour; did they all turn that kind of shiny purple when they were pumped-up? I could feel myself trembling all over. Like all the shop girls, I just wore a bra and knickers under my regulation work overall and when I slipped my fingers between the buttons, I could feel the dampness in between my legs and the swell of my labia against my panties. I leaned back against the goods lift door and with a few short strokes brought my pleasure crashing to the surface as I stifled my moans and pressed the damp material hard against my clitoris.

When I got back into the office the talk was all about how awful it was that some guy should jerk off right outside a store that employed so many young girls... and then I realised people were frantically searching for something; searching in litter bins, searching on desks, searching the floor. I bent down to pick up a piece of paper that had slid under the edge of the shredder behind the cash desk; on it was written a car registration number. I looked about at the mayhem going on around me and looked at the shredder... then I scrunched up the paper and put it in my pocket, thinking 'later... when no one will hear'.


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