Adult Store Voyeurism
Posted Sun Jul 24, 2011 08:30 AM
One night I had an attractive couple come into the store after they'd been out partying. They stopped by to pick up a toy on their way home. They were a little drunk, and the guy kept sliding his hand up under the girl's skirt as they shopped the toy wall. She'd giggle and push his hand away each time, glancing over her shoulder to see if I was watching... which I certainly was.
After fifteen or twenty minutes of playing grab-ass, and realizing that I wasn't going to say anything to them about it, the guy glanced over and gave me a little nod of his chin before he took their play to the next level. Without giving her time to object, he slipped his hand up under her skirt and pushed a finger into her. I couldn't actually see it, but from the way she reacted it was obvious what he was doing. He glanced over and smiled at me, then coaxed her into spreading her legs a little.
Before long she was leaning against the wall, whimpering and moaning softly as he fucked her with a couple fingers. His hand was moving rapidly up and down under her skirt, and I caught several glimpses of her ass when he pushed her skirt up a little too high. She was wearing white panties, and he had pushed them to one side.
I was anxiously waiting for the guy to pull his cock out and fuck her (he had a huge erection in his pants), but he apparently wanted to save that for when they got home. After getting her good and wet, they quickly left without buying anything. The girl wouldn't look at me as they left, but the guy smiled and showed me his wet fingers as they walked past the counter on their way out.
A great voyeur experience.
On another occasion I got to satisfy both my lust for voyeurism and my passion for masturbation play. Late one night I had a guy come into the store to shop for magazines. He was some type of blue collar worker... maybe a mechanic or an HVAC worker. Anyway... he was looking to buy a magazine.
We wrapped all of our magazines in plastic to keep people from tearing pages out of them, and it wasn't long before he asked if he could unwrap one that had caught his interest. When I told him no he got a little angry, saying... "how can I tell if I want to buy this magazine if I can't look at it? " I apologized, and explained our policy on wrapped magazines as politely as possible. He wasn't happy.
He continued to shop, but kept returning to that one magazine, trying to decide if he should buy it. At one point he said... "what if I unwrap it, and then you simply re-wrap it when I'm done looking at it? " Again, I politely told him no.
After giving it some thought, and weighing the possible consequences of what I had in mind, I told him... "so if I let you unwrap it, are you gonna masturbate while you look at it? "
He was caught off guard by that, but quickly recovered and firmly told me no. With a knot of uncertainty forming in my stomach, I forged ahead to tell him... "too bad, because if you were gonna masturbate I was gonna let you unwrap it. "
He quickly asked if I was a "fag", to which I replied... "no, not really. I'm a voyeur. I like to watch people do sex stuff. "
He browsed the store for another ten or fifteen minutes, then returned to the magazine... and unwrapped it.
Ignoring me, he glanced over his shoulder to make sure we were still alone in the store, then quickly fumbled to unzip his pants and pull his penis out. It was fully erect, and he began pulling on it as he sat the magazine on the shelf and started flipping through it. I walked to the end of the sales counter to watch, and he glanced over to see what I was doing... and turned slightly in my direction to give me a better view.
Without any further interaction, I watched him masturbate to climax. When he was ready to cum he took a step back from the shelves and pointed his erection down at the floor to let it squirt. He let out an involuntary groan when he came, then quickly shook his stiff dick and tucked it back into his pants. Surprisingly, he actually grabbed the magazine off the shelf and brought it up to the counter to purchase. He didn't say a word about what he'd just done as I rang up the sale, but I saw him glance down at the boner that was straining through my pants as he handed me the money. Once I put his magazine in a bag and handed it to him he mumbled a quick thanks and was out the door and gone. I never saw him again... but still think about him often.
Another great voyeur experience.
Posted Mon Aug 01, 2011 03:53 PM
I decided to go by the porn store on my way home, since it was just a few minutes away from where I was at, and I could use some jacking off material to get to sleep.
When I walked in I found the place totally empty. I was a bit worried, but a moment later the clerk came out. She was a cute cubbette, about five foot nothing, wearing a thin white tank top (sort of hooters style) that stretched tight across her c-cup tits. She was a chubby, although it was hard to tell at this point as her lower half was behind the counter.
She was extremely chatty, most times those clerks say absolutely nothing. But it was late and I'm a friendly kinda guy so soon we had a nice chat going, me looking at the magazines and her behind the counter. I got pretty bold, telling her I wanted some material to jack off to when I got home. She was equally as bold, telling me I would definitely have quite a hard on with the mags in the section I was in.
When I got up to the counter she said "ooo you and your cock are gonna have a great time with these. I've got this issue, hot stuff." As I looked around I could see the reflection of her back clearly in the big glass door that went into the back office. She was completely nude from the waist down! And had a killer ass, huge and round, perfect for a chubby chaser like me.
I said "looks like someone didn't wait until she got home." When she said "huh?" I pointed to the glass door. She turned, and I could now see her hairy pussy in the reflection.
She giggled. "Well, you know, it gets lonely here really late at night like this, and a girl gets horny, ya know?"
I assured her I did indeed know, and asked what she was masturbating to. She pulled out this bisexual mag (which I guess gives this a tenuous link to the bi thread we're in) and showed me some pics. I told her I loved bi too (the mag had both mmf and mff) and started rubbing my cock thru my jeans openly.
She got this funny look on her face like she was trying to decide something, then said "look, if you wanna wank real quick it's OK with me. Just no touching or anything!" She stressed. I agreed, and she slipped around me to lock the door and put out a "back in 10 min" sign. Returning behind the counter she reminded me to stay on my side of the counter, but I should move to the behind the counter entry so she could get a better look.
My chubby clerk hopped up on a stool, and leaned back rubbing her twat. I pulled my cock out of my shorts, then let my shorts drop to the floor so I could get a comfortable motion. We watched each other for a few minutes, her hand started creeping up her shirt until she'd eventually pushed it up exposing her titties. I pulled my t-shirt off too, mostly because it was long and kept getting in my way.
I was very turned on, so not long after that I shot my load, and hard. It landed right at the base of her stool, a good four feet away. She must've liked the sight as she came then too.
"Thanks. Have a good night." she said, almost dismissively but with a smile. Not wanting to ruin a good thing I quickly pulled my clothes back on and left, her still sitting in the same spot. I went back several times to try and see her, but apparently she'd quit.
Posted Tue Aug 02, 2011 06:43 AM