When Celeste met Frank - Sex Stories

When Celeste met Frank

... but she was happy to accept. Celeste had a birthday dinner with her friends later that evening, but it was clear that neither Celeste nor Frank could wait to get home to masturbate, though it would be several hours for both of them. After Celeste got home, she saw that she had the place to herself (a birthday dinner from the folks was promised for the weekend). She made herself a playlist of the sexiest music she knows and used the Hitachi to give her the best orgasm she’s ever had in her young life. Then another. And another. And one more. She lost count of how many orgasms she had, but went to bed completely satisfied. When it was the next day, Celeste felt she was finally awaken and something inside of her was unlocked. She was horny all the time now. It’s a good thing she bought the Pocket Rocket and kept it in her purse. She frequently found herself asking to be excused from class to give herself a quick orgasm in the school restroom, or take it out whenever she had some privacy in the restroom. Soon she was even using it when she wore a skirt and was driving. After about a week or so, Celeste felt a gravitational pull back to the sex shop. She found plenty of porn on the Internet, but she liked the feel of the place, clean but kind of sleazy, too. When she went in a second time, there were a few men wandering around, obviously trying to check her out, but not saying anything to her. She found the attention sexy and thought about the men jacking off or fucking their ...

... wives thinking about her. When they left, though, she went to the counter and said she wanted to open a video rental account and needed some recommendations. Frank was reluctant, but she coaxed him into recommending a video with a cheerleader and one with first time porn stars, girls that were Celeste’s age. Celeste came in about once a week, and she developed some kind of friendship with Frank. There wasn’t any flirting or anything, and for discussions about their favorite porn movies and stars (he told her about Dillion Harper, Joanna Angel, and a few others who became her favorites), it was remarkably nonsexual. Frank wanted to make a move, but was too socially awkward and enjoyed their weekly chats too much to do anything that might upset that. Plus, he thought she was out of his league. Talking about fuck films and actual fucking were two different things, he rationalized. He masturbated like crazy thinking about her just about every night, though. In talking with him, Celeste learned that Frank counts inventory every Sunday night, just after they close at midnight. The last Sunday of the summer before she was to go off to college, Celeste came into the shop about 10 minutes before closing. Frank at first was disappointed when he heard the bell ring, indicating a customer just a few minutes before closing, but felt better when he saw it was Celeste. She was wearing a white shirt that showed off her curves, a black skirt, and heels. He assumed she wanted to pick up a video or ...