My name is Carly. I am 14 yr old and as a summertime job, I had been cleaning the billet in this building for the hold up three months. The money was ok and the work was n't too bad. .. wiping the desks, cleaning the cups, vacuuming the base, cleaning the bathrooms, etc.

The mass are fine, and about of them have gone home by the time I arrive, so I generally get left alone and usually do things my own way. I have to fag out a undifferentiated but I take off my shoes and walk around barefoot. By the time I get around to the end of my shift, everyone has left so it starts to get substantial restrained.

The endure job on the lean. .. and the bad function. .. is cleaning the bathrooms ( not a courteous job ). The char 's are ok, but the men 's always smell and there 's pubic hair everywhere. I had finished cleaning the bathrooms and was just putting the shoemaker's last of the cups away, as well as taking down the 'wet flooring'signal and then it 's time to go plate. The signs were holding the toilet threshold open. .. to let a pushover through to let them dry. I stopped just as I got to the first blighter door, and listened, and I knew there was definitely someone inside, as I could take heed them taking a pee.

I waited, but he seemed to be peeing forever. .. god, he must feature needed that. I

decided that if I was going to avoid re-cleaning the urinals, I would wait until he had finished, make sure he knew that I was there. .. and I knew who he was, and hopefully embarrassment would keep him a bit cleaner.

He had stopped piss, so I got my courage up and walked in. As I walked round the endorse door, I saw him at the first urinal, with his backrest to me. I stopped dead in my tracks, and I was right. .. he had stopped having a pee, but by the looks of his hand. .. he was either giving it a really good shake. .. or he was jerking off !

I stood there one-half expecting him to stop and say 'oh sorry'and leave, but he just carried on. He had no musical theme I was there. .. with my denudate feet on a tiled floor. I had not made a speech sound and I felt a boot of heat facing pages across my bureau. .. causing my tit to suit stiff. I began to finger conscious of my blushing. Here was a very handsome young man ( maybe 22 ), 10 fundament in front of me, having a wank.

I thought I could n't just stand there. .. what if he turned and saw me. .. what would he think ? I decided to entrust, but as I started to edge backwards. .. I caught the back of my headland on the towel dispenser.



"Ouch !"

red cent, he turned the instant the words left my lips. He stood almost facing me, his hand still wrapped around his hard-on. His pants were undone at the top. .. but although his smash was still fastened, the expanse above his pecker was recently shaved, making him look even unseasoned than he was. I could n't avail looking at his cock. .. my eyes just focused on it and would n't go on. He swore and stammered something about being drab, but no affair how hard he tried. .. he just could n't get his erection back in.

I have only had one boyfriend before and have only touched one stiff cock outside of his jeans but zero the size of this guy wire. It looked more like 7 or 8 inches, and what 's more than, he had no public hair ! I had n't noticed at first, it just hit me that there was not all that pubic hair above his cock, he was bald as a Lester Willis Young boy. .. but boy was he big.

He turned away and unwrap his belt. I just stood there shaking wondering what I should do next. He tidied himself up and turned back around."I 'm blue, I did n't pick up you come in. .. I thought you were in the kitchen, I. .. I do n't normally do this sort of thing in populace. .. I just. .. well. .. needed

to. .."and his interpreter trailed off. I stared at him. .. the prominence still evident in his

pants. .. although not as big. He gave a nervous laugh.

"Hey, I suppose you must take the air in on this form of matter all the time. .. just component of the job. .. eh ?"What a nerd I must have seemed. .. just standing there with my mouth wide open.

"Um. . .once or twice. .. but I 've never seen a bald guy. .. I mean around your affair. .. before,"I remarked, but then I knew I had added too very much entropy in my response. His voice went quiet down. .. as he almost whispered :

"Oh. .. err. .. yes. depend, do n't secern anyone, I mean. .. if anyone knew, I 'd end up in big hassle. It was my girlfriend's approximation. .. I do n't care it much myself."There was a instant silence, as I spoke louder :



"Well from what I saw. .. it looked very nice and clean,"I said. He stood there a moment wondering what to say next.

"My girlfriend shaves her pussy as well, but I prefer hair myself, it 's more natural. How about you. .. have you ever shaved down below ?"I was gob smacked, but I could feel my blood rushing, my gist charge per unit increasing.

"Um, no, I have n't, but I suppose it would n't front too bad."He gave a slight smile.

"Have you ever seen a knock off adult female before ?"he asked. I shook my head, and he responded by putting his hired hand in his back pocket and getting out a picture.

"This is what I was jerking off over,"he admitted. He shakily handed it over. .. as if I might scream and run off. I took it off him and looked. It was a close up guess of

his girl ( I assumed ). She was lying on her back, legs spread all-embracing open. .. and a dildo up her perfectly shaved pubic hammock. I involuntarily let out a gasp. It looked very naughty. The shape of the dildo was obviously patterned after a guy's cock. .. which got me strangely aroused. .. since I've always wanted to try one in my slit. The sentiment of it buzzing, almost gets me off just thinking about it !

"Would you like to see some Sir Thomas More ?"he asked, now focusing on my crocked nipples that were within a few inches of his regard.

"You have more on you ?"I said.

He produced two more pictures. .. one with the miss on her knee joint giving him a blowjob, and one with them fucking. .. his prick almost fully visible in between thrusts. I felt the heat luminescence within me, as I looked at these scene of masses fucking and both of them being completely shaved. He spoke slowly. .. unsure of himself.



"Do you want to see some more picture ?"he asked. I nodded my approving. He had More photo. .. where was he hiding them ? I was suddenly very stimulated at this whole situation. beginning. .. seeing his huge bare peter and shaved ballock and all over being denude, but now getting more than and more horny looking at his lewd pictures.

"We should go in a booth, just in event we are not the finis ace here,"he said leading me over to the closest one. At his prompt, I sat down on the gutter, as he closed the doorway and stood right in front end of me. Very slowly he stared to unwrap his belted ammunition. .. then his button. .. slide fastener. .. and then he dropped his trouser to his feet.

Oh shit I thought. He's not going to show me moving-picture show. .. he 's going to register me the genuine thing. .. up close. He lifted his shirt and tied it in a burl to retain it out of the way. His underpants were not especially aphrodisiacal. .. but the hard-on he had underneath them. .. was. I gulped and swallowed hard, as my oral fissure went dry.

Slowly he started to tear down his underpants, the top of them went over the brain of his hard-on. .. making it 'ping'into view. Wow, it was big, and about a pes from my case, pointing straight at me. He started to slowly stroke his hammer in front of me. I felt my mamilla harden and I could experience my pussy getting wet. He was SO big ; he could hardly get his hand round it. .. his motions were slow. .. but intensive.

I had never seen anyone masturbate before, come to intend of it, I do n't guess I had ever seen a cock this shut down before.

"Do you want to hold it ?"He stopped stroking. .. as I hesitated to answer. I certainly wanted to impact it. .. I thought. So I gently nodded and reached out my handwriting, but before I touched him, he asked if we could swap situation. Not thinking I nodded my question. He sat down and I stood before him, bending over to partake his tool. I grasped it. .. as the sensations of crave went through me. I had never felt this kind of intimate excitement before. .. and that 'what if we got caught'spirit at the same time.

I felt his hand on my chest, as he began stroking my small tit through my overalls. I felt a cold chill over me, as I shuddered and continued to knead his turncock. It was so much like a grown up version of a boy's cock, I use to babysit. .. but so smooth and hairless. I felt his deal on me. .. oh god. .. he had undone my overall buttons. .. as it fell open. I stood there. .. with it gaping wide, allowing him to see me. .. in just my panty and bra.

His hired man started to roam, over my boob, then down slowly to my panties. His midriff finger gently pressed between my ramification and over my clit. I continued to

stroke his tight cock, keeping my hand tight and getting slightly faster, but then slowing down. God this was so spicy but so very energize ! Did I want to possess sex with him ? No, I must n't. .. and I had to secernate him.

"We can't fuck !"I blurted out.

"Okay, just touching. .. it makes me even more horny, just to allude you. .. anyways."

I felt ease, a way to enjoy the opinion of his touch without the fear of getting pregnant or worse. I started to wank him degraded, watching his foreskin go up and down. He was starting to breath faster as his hand move quickened over me. Without hesitation, he pulled my bra up exposing my small bare tit. .. his finger's breadth kneading my titties, pinching my nipple, oh god, what do I do when he cums ?

I stood in front end of him. .. as he started to jerk off himself to a orgasm. His early script reached out and continued to stroke the nominal head of my pantie. I leaned

forward over him, putting my hands on the rampart for living. I was so aroused ; I could n't accept it anymore. I used one hand and put my fingers in the waistband of my panties and tried to pull them down. He eagerly helped and soon they were yanked down to my metrical foot. I stepped out of them. .. spreading my wooden leg to his advantage. Two of his fingers went immediately straight up into me, pushing in and out quickly. .. just like a cock. At the same time, he manipulated my clitoris with his thumb. .. driving me unbalanced with excitement. I started to get tense up as I felt the warm radiance seed over me. My dead body began to rock with complete pleasure as I continued to stare at his long rooster. He continued to eagerly. .. finger shag me.

"OH GOD !"I felt a drip of my juice run down my leg. I stood up straight, legs shaking, and I pulled his hand away.

"We need to switch places again,"I said. Immediately complying. .. within seconds his foresighted cock was again within inch of my face as my bare ass touched the toilet seat. I had tossed aside the rest of my uniform and was now shoot naked in front of him. I had heard from a friend that guys loved to get serviced when the girl had zippo on, so I must have looked pretty damn dear right now. I reached out and encircle my finger around his shaft. There was no way I could put his entire cock in my sass, so I wrapped my digit from his hammer fundament up until about the halfway compass point. I looked right up at him, and said :

"I just cleaned these floors and I won't be doing it again,"and with that, I stuck out my tongue, carefully pulling down his uncircumcised tip and lathered up his cock head. Almost immediately, I covered my sass and began to leave him hopefully the best blowjob he ever had. I moved my nous up and down, like I had seen at a ally's house, in a porn film. He was quickly reaching for his shirt and then. .. tilting my head slightly upwards, I saw a big grin on his face as he zoomed in with his cellphone phone as my lips surrounded his cock. I didn't know what I was doing. .. but it didn't subject. .. as an ocean of hot cum began to meet up my mouth. His peter jerked again and again as what seemed like loving cup of juice sprayed the book binding of my throat. Slowly his peter shrank in size. .. until finally he pulled his shaft out of my lips.

We did n't move for a consequence. .. silent and still, then he looked up and said :"Did you like that ?"he asked, still examining my bare body.

"Uh, huh,"I confessed, still staring at his slippery cock. All of a sudden, I felt different. .. kind of shaky, really hangdog, but very exhilarated. I had to get out of there quickly. I left the cubicle and got myself dressed. He followed me out.



"If you want to do it again sometime, just let me know."And then he was gone.

I stood around for a bit. .. locked up and headed home. Working here might not be such a bad thing after all, I thought to myself, I might get to like it,

and have some fun too. And I couldn't waiting to go home and knock off my pussy !