Oops, I Did It Again

I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately (aside from my fingers, a couple dildos, my husband’s cock, and the occasional zucchini), but I’ve been flirting too close to the danger zone lately. I can’t seem to stop masturbating in public!

I got myself off at my new job again yesterday. I don’t want to go into detail, but I’m working part-time a few days a week at a small retail boutique while my kids are in school. Last week I was bored and horny. I had on a nice wrap dress and no stockings, which made it easy to slip off my panties and stow them away in my purse. Once I’d done that, it was only a matter of time before I had to finger myself. I thought about ducking into the little back room, but then I wouldn’t be able to see if anyone was coming. I tried our tiny dressing room, leaving the curtain open just enough for me to watch the front door, but the mirror proved to be too much of a distraction – I couldn’t stop watching my fingers disappearing into my pussy again and again.

I ended up standing behind a low set of display shelves where I could see out the front window, but no one could see what was going on from my tits down. I stood there masturbating as people walked by never suspecting that I was making myself cum just inside the innocent shop they were passing up. I had a fantastic orgasm, but immediately chastised myself for being such a stupid fool.

It was bad enough playing with my pussy outside on my hike, but at least if I was caught outdoors there would be no easy way to identify me. Getting caught flicking my clit by a customer at work was sure to have very bad repercussions. I swore to myself that I would never do that again! I made it through two shifts, then yesterday I broke down.

I was wearing pants with the assumption that if I didn’t have easy access to my lady parts that it would deter me. Of course, the fact that I was thinking along these lines only meant I was doomed to repeat my perverted public transgression. It was another slow day, and I tried to distract myself with busy work, but I only got hornier the more I tried to resist doing anything naughty. It didn’t help that I kept playing out the sex scene I’m working on for the last chapter of “My Daughter’s Dildo” over and over again in my head.

After an hour of pressing my hand into my crotch and willing the intensifying ache down there to go away, I finally gave in. I went behind the display, unbutton my slacks, and tucked my hand down inside my panties. My cunt was hot and wet, just like I knew it would be. My whole body shuddered when I slid my finger down between my lips and into my fuck hole. This was bad…so fucking wonderfully bad.

I began masturbating, determined to rub out a quick one as fast as I could then get myself put back together before any customers came in. What I ended up doing was slowly teasing myself to the point of orgasm, then pulling my hand out when it looked like someone might be heading toward the shop. When they’d veer off to another destination, I would wiggle my hand back down between my legs and start all over again. It was a ridiculously fun little game.

Eventually I reached the point of no return. This meant my pants and panties were down around my thighs, my feet were set wide, and I was crouching slightly as I banged away at my dripping twat. And of course I was spouting nonsense dirty talk as I approach my climax. To a man getting out of his car: “You have no idea I’m in here playing with my cunt right now!” To a woman stopped outside my window on her cell phone: “You wanna eat this pussy, don’t you? You want me to squat on your mouth and cum all over your face, you fucking slut.” To the couple sitting on the bench: “How you’d like to see him shove his hard cock in my asshole? You’d just love to watch him fill me with cum then suck it out of my ass, wouldn’t you?”

Yeah, so there was a lot of that sort of stuff flying out of my mouth, most of it less articulate than I’ve portrayed it here. I ended up cumming while chanting “Fuckmycunt” over and over again. My knees all but gave way as I marveled at how much more intense my orgasms are when I’m cumming somewhere that I’m not supposed to. Instead of pulling my pants up right away, like I should have, I diddled myself to an eye-crossing second climax in less than a minute. That’s when I realized I was really pushing my luck, put my pussy away, licked my fingers clean, and got back to work.

I once again scolded myself for misbehaving and swore I’d never lose control of myself like that again. The consequences of getting caught, especially at work, are just too high. It drives me crazy that this awareness never comes about until after I’m done acting stupid. What is it about being horny that shuts off the rational parts of your brain?

My biggest challenge now will be not to follow through on the terrible idea that popped into my head on the way home and bring one of my vibrators to the shop with me one day next week. Bad, bad, bad idea!

If my family only knew just how fucked up I am…!

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23 thoughts on “Oops, I Did It Again

  1. Oh my!! Your writing is so visual it’s crazy!! I so wanted to catch you in the store with your hand shoved in your pussy, walk up to you, bend you over the display case and fuck you senseless!! OMG!!

  2. Damn that was fucking sexy. I wouldn’t be to worried about someone catching you, I’d be more worried about security cameras. Keep up the great work on all of the stories and definitely keep throwing in your masturbationcapades stories.

  3. You need to find a roof top with no security cameras.
    Where you can see the whole world below but they
    can’t see you.. Take a blanket and your toys…

  4. Incredibly arousing, and I can’t believe I am being a killjoy, but I hope you are being careful. You are sure there are no security cameras in the store right?

  5. What you didn’t see was me entering the store from the rear entrance. As I enter the sales floor, I hear your hand playing with your pussy and I wander closer. Spying you, legs splayed and fingers furiously fucking your cunt, I slip my shoes off as I unbuckle my belt and remove my trousers. Stroking my lengthening cock, I approach you.

    “Ahem,” clearing my throat. “Would you prefer something more substantial than your fingers?”

    You startle then quickly recover with a gleam in your eye. Standing up you turn and lay across the counter.

    “Well, what are you waiting for?” You ask.

    Great story Rach. Thanks for giving me visions of lovely ladies and deserted store floors.

  6. I totally get where you are coming from. I’ve jerked off in a lot of public places, i.e. dressing rooms, mall and strip mall parking lots, and yes even at work. Even driven around at night and during the day completely naked while beating my cock the whole time. The more I edge myself while doing these things the hornier I get. And when I do cum I always say never again. Ha! Like that’s gonna happen. I can’t explain it either. Guess that’s just how the sexual part of my brain works.
    Maybe yours too.

    Instead of taking your vibrator, why not wear your butt plug to work one day?

  7. Love how your slutty mind works! Wish I would be there to urge you on to a great orgasm – licking and sucking your ass as you fingered your self.

  8. what fun that would be to do at work. ahhh, the students in my classroom might not appreciate it though.

  9. Rach Again you have taken NAUGHTY to a new level I enjoy your stories more every time I read one. I understand how your mind works while being horny been there done that i’ll have to tell you sometime about when I drove a cab in Atlanta ……. Keep up your writing and remember always be SAFE and Naughty…….

  10. Rachael if your family kick you out. You can cum live with me I would like you as a girlfriend or a fuck buddy’s.

  11. love what you are doing, sounds fun and exciting to say the least. I would love to be the one to catch you at it

  12. Oh well.
    What else can you do when it’s a boring day at the office.
    You never, never, know when someone will enter the boutique and notice the fragrant aroma emanating from between your thighs.
    They may even ask a pertinent question, or two and ask you to join them in the ‘Fitting’ room, for a ‘Fitting’ session of mutual appreciation.

  13. Rachael, now when I walk by a storefront and there is a woman near the front window with a smile on her face I’ll have just in and interrupt! Wowee!

    Wooden

  14. This reminds me of something my girlfriend told me she used to do before we got together. When she was feeling especially naughty, she would go to work with a small toy in her pussy, usually a plug. It would make her eager to get home to “Scratch the itch”, so to speak. Nowadays, she wears a plug in her ass during the day instead. Certainly makes our evenings interesting!

  15. “If only I hadn’t forgotten about the security cameras. Now the videos are going viral on Youporn. What did I do,” she says to herself as she’s writing her next blog posting.

  16. ‘It didn’t help that I kept playing out the sex scene I’m working on for the last chapter of “My Daughter’s Dildo” over and over again in my head.’

    It’s not often that I can use the word literally correctly, but I am LITERALLY dripping with anticipation at this little piece of news……

    A long sticky day of fucking myself to juicy wet exhaustion reading the adventures of Nicole and her dad from start to finish. Mmmm..!!

  17. We all appreciate how prolific you’e been with the writing since you returned from your summer hiatus. Thank You!

  18. mmmm oh I do love the joys (and overwhelming fear) of public masturbation. The thrill of being sooo bad makes me drip with arousal, and when I start fingering I am just like you letting filthy words past my lips as I admire the unsuspecting passers by, never any wiser at how my cunt is on display!

  19. Wow i love this, the thought of a sexy sales girl playing in the shop is a pure fantasy of mine.

  20. Rachel,
    You took the wrong job. You should be working at an adult bookstore!

    Just think of all the slutty outfits you could wear! Mini skirts, short dresses, sheer blouses, hose and spiked heels or high platforms. Bending over to show your ass or tits as you put the dildoes and vibrators away that you have demonstrated during your shift. Helping the men pick out naughty toys and nasty videos for their wives; getting off on just about anything available in the store.

    You missed your calling!

    Ford

  21. Wow. Just… wow. This got me every bit as hard and turned on as the stories of yours I’ve read. I’m not sure what turned me on more – thinking of you doing that, or thinking that I could’ve been unknowingly walking by.

    Just amazingly hot. Also, it’s so painfully rare that women share fantasies and experiences like this…

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