The confessions of a nymphomaniac – Chapter 3 – The moustache ride: Fuck me nice and flush the toilet!
Her favorite chocolates, a bottle of champagne, sexy lingerie…yes, this is all. I head straight to the cash register, to pay for my stuff. Suddenly…a black angel from the sky appears right in front of me!
My heart is beating faster and my cheeks are burning! I know I might sound like a freak but…this seller has an incredible moustache that turns me on!
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I wait in line, smiling and touching my hair, hoping he will notice me. Nothing…There’s only one old woman in front of me. It’s time to bring out the heavy artillery! I wait till our eyes meet. Then I blink faster. I unbutton my shirt, I lift my skirt up to give him a better view, and then…
Oh, God! It hurts!
Miss, are you ok? He asks me.
SUCCESS!
Yes, I am ok I guess…but I think I hurt my ankle when I stepped on that object.
What object? Is there anything I can do for you?
Mm…No, it’s ok. You are kind, thank you, I reply smiling.
As he helps me stand up, I try to subtly touch his moustache. He returns to the cash register, smiling. His hidden smile under his whiskers makes me believe I achieved my purpose. After the old woman pays for her grocery, it’s time for the last move.
How much are all these?
It’s£378.65. Is your ankle better?
Yes, thanks for helping me get up. Just that I have to wash my hands now. I got dirty when I fell down.
The bathroom is right in the back, to the left, he says smiling and looking me in the eyes.
Hm…Thanks. I’ll go right now, I reply with an aroused pitch, suggesting that I don’t know if I can do it alone.
I walk in slow motion, so he can have a last view. If my plan fails, I will be out in a couple of seconds. If it succeeds, I’ll have his moustache in no time.
As I arrive in the bathroom, I leave the door opened and I start washing my hands. After approximately 30 seconds, I can hear some heavy steps approaching, behind the door.
SUCCESS AGAIN!
It seems the temptation was too big for the seller and he simply could not resist it. I know I only have up to 10 minutes of sex so I go for a short version of prelude.
Miss, I think…
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Shht! Let’s skip the introduction part, I interrupt him.
I quickly unbutton all my buttons and I put his head between my two tities. I guide his tongue to my left boob, then to my right one. Oh, I cannot tell you what I feel when he touches my boobs with his sharp bristly moustache! It’s almost like a second deflowering.
After this short prelude, I pull his pants down and spank his ass really hard! What?I have always wanted to spank a guy with a moustache!
As an official nymphomaniac, I need supplies all the time. This is why I have made a list with ‘regulars’…you know, guys that I fuck regularly…If a guy that I fuck for the first time, gives me a really nice sex and has something special that turns me on (like this great moustache), I perform a quick deepthroat, so he can never forget me. This is how I avoid possible denials when I have a last-minute emergency.
I get on my knees and I take a short look at his dick. It is thin and hairy, fabulous! Unlike anything I’ve seen before. I start licking it, rubbing it and let it go deep, on my throat, until I soak it up.
Oh girl, whatcha doin’ to me! You rock…
I am encouraged by his words and I go on. I suck his hairy cock so good, up and down, until I feel him ready for action. Maybe a bit too ready, like he is about to cum!
Wait a sec‘ partner, we haven’t even began playing yet. None of us has enough time so let’s do it quick…I whisper slowly, making sure nobody hears us.
I get up and I lean against a wall, putting one of my feet on the toilet seat. He comes closer to me with his cock risen up like the Statue of Liberty and he begins conquering my wet cunt. I can feel his thin cock moving inside of me like a snake.
Don’t stop, seller-boy! I’m getting wetter…
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Do you like me when I fuck you? Tell me, do you?
I do…I do like you when you fuck me…so fuck me really hard! Ohhh…
He pushes me to the wall and goes inside and outside of me, extremely fast! Meanwhile, his playful hand grabs my harden tits and pinches my nipples.
Milk me, milk me more!
He listens to my orders and he begins moving his dick in circles.
Oh, this is so good…go on… I mumble with an aroused pitch.
Do you like my dick, huh? Tell me you like my dick!I’ll make you want it!
STOP – Why are all the guys saying this, during intercourse? Both my boss and the seller say the same thing, as if they are frustrated about their size. I hate to lie, but here I go again:
Yes, you have the biggest cock boy, the nicest one, just…go on and…SHUT THE FUCK UP!
He stops for a second and looks at me weirdly. I think I might have exaggerated, so I try to make up with him, by sucking his cock for another two minutes. I can see him extremely aroused again, so I prepare myself for the explosion. I can smell the big ending! Okay, I probably can’t smell it so good, because it is strongly mixed with the smell of shit coming off the toilet; but right now, not even this can stop my arousal!
I turn the back on him and lean against the rim of the closet. He then starts fucking me roughly from behind, faster and faster, until he almost sinks my head in the toilet bowl.
Forget about the smell, Joanna, concentrate, concentrate…. I say to myself.
He grabs my ass and fucks my pinkie hole slow and easy, then faster and hard!
Aaaaaaaaahhh…...I’m cuming, don’t stop….
Oh yess…I want to see my cock filled up with your cum girl!
The sensation is oh, extreme!!! I feel how I cum on his penis, how both my body and my mind suddenly feel released. He cums right after me, on my ass and all over my back. His orgasm must have been extremely intense, for he can barely stand up straight. Moustache boy gave me a really nice fucking in the public bathroom, after all.
My young hole has never been more satisfied! (Wait, this is what I always say!). Whatever, the thing is that I am completely satisfied, for the moment. I think I’m going to call this adventure ‘the moustache ride’. There is no doubt I have one more regular on my list. Each time I’ll pass by this shop, I’ll know there’s a moustache dick inside, waiting to entertain me.
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After we are done, we clean ourselves and make sure nobody sees us. After leaving him my number, I try to open the toilet door but it is locked. So naughty! He made sure no one would disturb us and didn’t tell me about it! Good! It was more exciting like this, knowing that some could enter anytime and catch us having sex.
When I open the bathroom door, surprise! An old guy and a skinny lady – probably his supervisors – were waiting right in front of the door. Moustache boy stiffened. It looks like he’s in trouble. I really don’t care about what he’s going to do, so I leave the bathroom, with a happier pussy. I only hope he does not lose his job, so we can still fuck in the store, from time to time. If not, that’s that!
I am finally on my way to Lolita’s party.Hope she will not be upset that I’m so late!
