1. Now on Offer!!


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Sex Humor, Author: RoughRyding, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    There's this girl in a local shop I frequent. She's not conventionally pretty; rather, she's this slight, awkward thing with a constantly worn, if not exhausted, air about her. I guess her employers keep her busy. She has dark circles under her eyes, and her work attire is this rather perfunctory black number, which swamps her small frame and renders her anonymous. Despite this, I find myself drawn to her, inexplicably so. Knowing full-well of the biological predisposition for men to assume attraction from women-often where none exists- I objectively believe her to harbour some level of attraction to me. Her demeanour undergoes a change when I roll up to her till and goods are processed. She's flirty. Nervous with it, so it's subtle, but her arousal is almost tangible. I consider myself average in terms of looks, yet here I am doing my best to flirt in kind. She is easily flustered, and the shy smile spreading across her lips is contagious. I cannot help but imagine fucking her. The till scanner beeps. Small talk is made, and when we both brave eye contact, I can see her similarly undressing me with her gaze. She looks revitalised- almost wanton- with her blushing, and it is my turn to feel a creeping warmth about my features. Our hands brush delicately against one another, and linger slightly too long as money exchanges hands. The shop is busy, so, with a pleasant &#034thank you&#034, I head for the exit, but not before sneaking a look back one last time. She is dutifully ...
    serving an elderly woman, but she momentarily returns my look precisely then, somewhat intently, biting her bottom lip and, embarrassed by realizing she is doing so openly, she strives to compose herself once more. I pocket my change and, as is my habit, I check my receipt. Some foreign ink bleeding through the paper makes a check of the other side all but inevitable and, to my surprise and delight, a series of handwritten digits is laid down in her small, neat cursive. That she thought to do so, and was able to stealthily mark the receipt, even in the midst of all the chaos, made me bristle with excitement. With what was to follow, it became quickly clear that, although shy, she was not so shy as would initially appear, nor as exhausted. Those loose-fitting work clothes hid a body that could wriggle and excite a man to his full length and eruption, and a mind that took great delight in so doing. That warm, nervousness translated into affection, and obvious appreciation of fucking; and if she was contained during her work, the same could not be said for during her pleasures. With no intention of being disrespectful, her moans would not be out of place slipping from out of the mouths of the most seasoned of whores. She relished slipping and sliding; grinding out her relief. Whether dominating, or being dominated, we fucked each other senseless every chance we got. I never cease to be amazed by the close proximity her head and feet share when her body is bent and contorted into ...
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