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Pizza Parlor Exhibition

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Pizza Parlor Exhibition by This masturbation experience occurred when I was seventeen (I am now 27). I have masturbated in many public or just plain outdoorsy settings. This is certainly not the first time that I beat off in front of a female audience, but its one of my favorites. I was spending the day with my cousin and his family at the beach. It was weekday in August and the shore community was surprisingly bereft of swimmers and sun worshippers. Perhaps it was the unseasonably chilly weather that scared everyone away. I really didnt care, however. I was never fond of crowded beaches. After a few hours of hanging out on the deserted beach my cousins family decided to eat lunch at this dive pizzeria. It was basically a large cheaply made shack built right on the boardwalk. I was amazed that any building inspector would let the owner or owners operate a restaurant in this kind of shape. I was hesitant to eat there, but my cousins father insisted that it hadnt always looked like this. It had been recently damaged by a summer littered with frequent severe storms. Despite my cousins fathers assertions, I doubted that this place was ever up to code. As we drew closer, I noticed signs on the outside of the structure that read: Please pardon our appearance were currently remodeling and Open during renovation. Inside, the view wasnt much better. The ocean-blue paint was peeling off the walls and the windows that werent boarded up were missing entirely. Despite the fact that the place was really run-down and dilapidated the food actually looked and smelled pretty damn good. We ordered a pizza and sat down at a table to wait for our order. The window near our table was missing and there was a hole in the wall near the floor. In fact, there were so many holes in the wall the place resembled a moldy block of Swiss cheese. The guy behind the counter dropped off a pitcher of soda before the pizza came. I was as thirsty as I was hungry. I must have downed fours large glasses of soda in three minutes flat. Then he brought over another pitcher (bottomless refills). I had to take a leak so bad, my teeth were floating. I excused myself from table and went to the Mens Room. The bathroom looked pretty much the same as the rest of the place only in there the paint on the walls was a much darker shade of blue. I noticed a large hole the size of watermelon in the wall under the window located directly in front of the toilet. I could not be sure what made a hole so damn large; maybe I didnt really want to know. The cool air had caused quite a bit of shrinkage. My penis looked like Vienna sausage as I pulled my swim trunks down to ankles. As I was draining my tiny lizard, I was startled by some muffled giggling coming from the other side of the wall. The laughter came from a small group of girls standing out on the deck outside the bathroom. I could see them through a very thin opening between the boards that covered the opening where the window used to be. Since the opening was so small, I couldnt be sure exactly how many girls were hanging out there. I was sure that with the boards in the way they couldnt see my face unless they looked through the same opening between the boards. I looked downward out through the hole (without sticking my face in front of it) and saw at least four sets of legs standing there. I heard one of the girls remarked quietly, Look at how tiny it is! The rest of the girls giggled uncontrollably at their friends unfair derision of my manhood. I was mortified. My face turned beet-red. It looks like its an inch long! More shrill laughter. I got the impression however, that these bimbos didnt think that I could hear what they were saying even with the gaping hole in the wall. They actually thought that I was completely oblivious to their snide remarks! Nevertheless, I could not stand for this. My pride was hurt, no, destroyed by their comments. I had to do something to prove them wrong. But what? A demonic grin came across my face as I thought of what I could do to prove them wrong. I grasped my wiener by the base and pretended like I was shaking off the last drops of urine. My cold-air ravaged pecker started to enlarge as it flopped around between my fingers. It did not take too long for it to grow back to its normal size (in its flaccid state). Then I kicked thing up a notch or two: I started to jerk off. This bold move shocked my female audience. They were giggling like crazy as I stroked, massaged and pulled my cock to full throbbing erection. No way! Look at what hes doing! I dont believe hes actually jerking it! another one of the girls whispered. What a perv! yet another said. More giggles. Exposing myself like this was such major turn-on. I thought to myself if I could a make a career out of being an exhibitionist I would be a very happy man. This show was not going to last long I thought, and I really didnt care. I just wanted to get my point across. I picked up the pace of my hand-sex. I could tell that I was really going to fucking EXPLODE by the way my penis throbbed and spasmed between my fingers. To give the girls one last shock, I stuck my love pole through the gaping hole in the wall and waggled it at them. A chorus of screams and giggles were heard on the other side as I did this. This time their giggles were actually an incredible turn-on; they sent my rocketing over the edge. I came in buckets. I could hear the multiple bursts of semen splatter across the wood floor of the deck on the other side of the wall. I probably hit one of two of the girls as well in the cross-fire. More giggles and screams. I was exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. My heart was pumping a mile a minute and much to my surprise my cock was still pretty damn hard. I backed away from the window staring at my pecker, stroking it slowly. This was a tiny mistake on my part, for you see, now if the girls bent down and looked through that large hole in the wall they could see my face. And that is exactly what they did. There were four of them. The one in the middle whistled at me and immediately I was knocked out of my trance. My stare went directly from my cock to the hole in the wall. The girls all smiled and giggled. I quickly turned around exposing my bare ass to them (causing even more laughter). I grabbed my swim trunks and pulled them up over my still hard prick and ran back out into the restaurant and took my place at the table. I hoped that no one noticed the bulge in my trunks. Everything alright? You were in there forever, my cousins mother inquired. Oh yeah, Im okay, I replied. My heart was beating a mile a minute as I ate as fast as I could. I prayed that everyone else would finish eating. Just when I didnt think that it could get worse, it did. My seat was facing the entrance. I can only imagine the look on my face when those four girls walked into the restaurant. The ordered and started to walk over in our direction. I could feel my face turning red. One the girls said, Thanks for the show! as they passed by our table. All of the girls immediately erupted in laughter following her comment. My cousins parents didnt hear the comment. But my cousin and his sister did. What did they mean by that? he asked. Nothing. Ill tell you later, I curtly replied. We ate and left without further incident. Later on, after I told my cousin about the incident he asked his father if we could eat there for dinner the next day. But that is another story.

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