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My New Job

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Hi everyone. I started a new job 2 weeks ago, in a small newsagents shop in our village. It has become unexpectedly exciting! Who would have dreamt a girl could get so horny working in the village shop!


I adore masturbation-ever since I was about 9 or 10.

But what really gets me horny is secretly maturbating in public. So when I started this job, I found myself in the situation where I was behind the counter, meeting people all day.

It only took a couple of days before I was secretly looking at the porn magazines from the top shelf, and getting so wet between my legs.

And then, on the third afternoon, when the shop was quiet, I couldn't resist temptation any longer. I lifted my skirt, and pulled down my panties. Taking them off, I hid them under the counter, and began to look through a magazine, which contained fantastic pictures of male and female genitals. I was soon fingering myself, rubbing my dripping cunt, pushing my fingers deep between my engorged, swollen wet lips, gazing at the gorgeous, glistening cocks on the pages in front of me. My face was hot and flushed pink with arousal, as the door opened and the bell tingled. In walked an old chap, Mr Bennett. He smiled at me and said hello, not knowing I was on the edge of an almighty orgasm.

As he wandered around the shop, I stood watching him, still fingering myself beneath the counter. The excitement was exhilarating. Here I was, a naughty 19 year old girl, masturbating myself as this old man unknowingly walks around, a few feet away.

And then he arrives at my counter, with his paper, a packet of mints and carton of milk. I remove my dripping fingers from my cunt, and lick them off in front of him, smiling. He doesn't realise what's going on. I punch in the numbers on the till, and he gets out his money. My puss is tingling and trembling, my legs weak at the knees, and I know I am close to cumming. A trickle of fluid dribbles down my inner thigh, as I make polite conversation with Mr Bennett.

I remember the look on his face as he caught sight of my nakedness, when I turned around and bent over to pick up a bag for his shopping. I was down just long enough for him to clearly see the glistening, red, puffy lips of my shaven cunt. I heard an audible gasp from behind me. When I came up and turned around, his face was frozen in stunned amazement.

I smiled and pretended nothing had happened, making a comment about the horrible weather we've been having.

I put his paper and sweets in a bag for him, and give him his change. I smiled and thanked him, but he was obviously still in a trance like state.

Poor old thing-I dont think he could believe what had happened. Its not every day a chap in his 70's gets to see a 19 year old girls naked shaven pussy in the village shop.

He left. Even before he was out of the door, my fingers were between my legs, and I was bringing myself off. After only a few seconds, my juices were flooding out over my hand, down my legs onto the floor.

And the door opened again.........



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