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What I think about when I masturbate - Part 4
Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: Quiteshygirl, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories
There is a knock on the back door of our farmhouse. I go to answer it. Opening the porch door, I find an unshaven, scruffy looking guy stood there, with unkempt looking hair, wearing a tatty T shirt and dirty jeans. He looks about 25, buts it’s hard to tell really. I notice an old push bike propped up against the garden wall. He stares at me, with an odd grin on his face, showing his yellow teeth, one of which is missing. I try not to show any reaction to his disgusting appearance. “Hello, can I help you?” I ask politely. “The sign at the front says eggs for sale,” he says in a gruff voice, with a strong Dorset accent. “Yes...we sell hens eggs,” I reply, “They are one pound and twenty pence a dozen.” “Well, I only wants one.” I stare at him, a bit taken aback. Nobody had ever asked to buy just one egg before. “Oh...just one....I see,” I say, puzzled. “Well...I’m not sure how much one egg would cost.....I suppose ten pence.” “Yeah....I wants your egg.” He grins at me, and I begin to realise that he must have some sort of problem. “Well...Ok...I’ll go and fetch one for you,” I reply, “just wait there.” “I wants your egg,” he says again. “That one - in there.” He points towards my abdomen. I stare at him blankly, not understanding him. “I wants to fertilize your egg. With my cock. For ten pence.” A sudden feeling of panic stirs inside me, and I take an involuntary step back. He is standing, still with that odd grin on his face, staring at me. Something isn’t right. ...