Pervy Personal Shopper

The following story is based on a true event.

I hated going shopping with my mum and she got fed up traipsing round with me being stroppy all the time so finally agreed to give me an allowance to buy my own clothes.

One day I was out getting some things and went to look at underpants. I was aware of a man working his way up the same aisle looking things over but when he got to me he paused.

After a few seconds he said ‘I’d get those if I was you. You’d suit them’ pointing to a box of slips.

I was so surprised I just blurted out, ‘yeh, I was thinking of getting those’.

Then he matter-of-factly said ‘I’d like to see you in them’

‘Ha, I bet you would’ I retorted, hardly believing his cheek and getting ready to walk away.

But he quickly added ‘Tell you what, I’ll buy them for you if you model them for me after…… and how about I give you an extra tenner to treat yourself with’.

Yes, I know, this was all madness, I should have walked off or screamed the place down, but, heck I could save money here and earn a tenner just for letting this perv see me in my pants, seriously tempting !

But he was a proper burly man and my natural instincts were kicking in, ‘Umm, I shouldn’t really be doing that’, I hesitated.

‘It wouldn’t take long‘ he re-assured, ‘some ********** for you just to let me see you in your nice new pants….I’d really love to see you in them’.

Yes, he was a lot older and yes, he was a man, but I had to admit I was flattered and excited by the thought of posing for him, I’d done pretend strips in front of the mirror often enough, here was a chance to do it a bit for real.

‘But’ I said, ‘it’d be a bit weird going in the changing rooms here, someone would notice’.

‘Yeh, best if we met up in one of the shopping centre loos’ he replied, ‘how about you buy them then go to the one’s round past the Post Office and I’ll wait a couple of minutes while you get changed into them then I’ll join you. Just let me know which cubicle you’re in’ and he held out a tenner for me.

The sight of the money was gnawing at me and when he added ‘I’ll give you the other when we meet, get the white one’s please’ I caved in and grabbed the tenner.

‘Okay’ I said, ‘I’ll see you there’.

‘My heart was pounding as I went to pay, was I really going to stand in a toilet cubicle up with this big guy and drop my shorts for him ?!?

All the ‘what if’s’ flooded my mind but I kept thinking of the money I’d be getting, just a quick pose in my pants then out asap and never see the guy again.

I left the store and headed to the loos as agreed and could see him looking in a store nearby checking my progress in the reflection. I was seriously tempted to do a runner but for me a deal’s a deal and I had to follow through my end so on I went.

I entered the loo and went to the furthest cubicle, the place seemed to be empty thankfully so I closed the door, put my bags down and looked out a pair of the slips from the box of three they came in. I slipped off my shorts and the old Y fronts my mum always got me and pulled on the slip.

Nervous though I was, my cock was semi hard from the thought of giving this old guy a thrill and had to do a bit of adjusting when I pulled my shorts back on.



I heard the toilet door opening and the same man’s voice asking if I was ready so, after a deep breath, I opened the cubicle door and ushered him over. I moved back and he quickly entered, closed the door and stood with his back to it. ‘Got them on ? ’ he asked immediately ‘let’s see ‘em’.

I hadn’t bargained on us being quite so close up but there was not much space in there. My sexy stripping practice went out the window and instead I shyly undid my shorts and let them slip to the floor without daring to look at him, accutely aware of the persistent buldge on show !



‘Very nice’, he drawled, ‘very nice’

‘Lift your tshirt up’. I stalled a bit by trying to adjust myself, not sure what the hell I had got myself into ! 'Go on' he insisted, 'let me get a proper view’.

I meekly obliged and looked up at him for the first time.



His eyes were locked onto my pants. ‘Bet they feel good don’t they’ and before I even had time to reply he was rubbing at the side of them. ‘Oh yes’ he said ‘soft, ‘do you like how they feel on you’.

I nodded, hoping that if I kept him happy I’d get my cash and be away soon.

‘Give me a twirl’ he said with a wee wink.

‘Well okay, but I do need to get going soon’ I whispered.

‘Sure, sure’ he said so I turned round.


He kept his hand on me so it quickly was on my bum and he gave me a squeeze that made me jump.

‘I like your bum too’ he said, giving it another squeeze but this time pushing a finger into my crack.

‘Hey !’ I protested, ‘you were just going to look’ but as I tried to turn again he suddenly put his other hand firmly on my shoulder and all at once I could feel one of his leg’s shoving up between my legs and his other hand rubbing over my bum cheeks. He kissed me on the neck and told me how good it felt to touch me.

And then his hand was on the front of my slip, clasping my cock through the thin material ‘hmmm, I can tell you’re liking it too, knew you would’ and I realised I was getting really hard. He slipped his hand from my shoulder onto my lower back then drove it down under the slip. His fingers splayed across my bum while the middle one went straight onto my hole, firmly massaging it.

My mind was in a total scramble with the sensations I was feeling all over. While still massaging my hole, he pulled down the slip at the front and it was quickly onto my thighs.



He began stroking my cock ‘loving that aren’t you, eh’ my body by now at his complete mercy.

‘Yes’ I gasped. He pulled his hand away from my bum but I quickly felt it again between my cheeks, wet this time, and he pushed a finger into me. I didn’t resist as I had already done this myself a few times in the bath. But it was a whole different experience now as he continued to vigorously finger my hole and wank my cock. I tried to steady myself against the back wall, hardly believing the feelings that were engulfing me.

By now I guess he realised that time was getting on and he pulled away, telling me to turn round again.



As I did, I could immediately see that he had got his cock out and he pulled my hand on it.

‘Your turn’ he said holding his hand firmly on mine.

Both our cocks were rock hard as I stroked him. The sight of his hairy crotch was a real shock to me and I brushed my fingers in curiosity. ‘Feels good doesn’t it’ he said and let go my hand now that I was freely pleasuring him.

‘Hm hmmm’ I agreed trying to cup his big balls in my hand.

‘Give ‘em a kiss, go on, you know you want to’ and, the thing is, he was right, there was nothing I wanted to do more as I knelt between his legs and dropped my face into his groin, filling my nose with his smell as his hairs brushed my soft cheeks.

I turned my head and kissed his beautiful balls before moving my lips onto his hard shaft as I continued to wank him gently.

He quietly moaned in pleasure as I ran my tongue up the length of his cock. As I reached the tip, my mouth just fell open ready to accept his cock. He took control now, gently guiding my head onto his cock and I closed my eyes as I felt it slip between my lips and over my tongue.

‘Suck it’ he said simply, and I willingly obliged, realising the pleasure I was getting from the feeling of his hardness in my mouth. I looked up and my heart skipped a beat as I saw him smiling at me as he bit his lip and nodded his head.

All too soon and to my complete surprise, I could feel his hand tighten on the back of my head and he grunted repeatedly as cum began to spill into my mouth. I pulled back but he grabbed his cock and jerked off, splattering more cum over my face.

I had swallowed most of what he had deposited in my mouth and was struggling a bit with the unfamiliar taste but I didn’t resist when he pushed his cock back inside.

‘Now, clean me up’ he said gruffly and I’ll give you the rest of the money.

I sucked and licked him clean, before following his instruction to give his balls a final kiss goodbye.

He did himself up and handed me another tenner before picking up the new underwear I had modelled for him. ‘Think these are mine now’ he laughed before shoving them in his pocket and leaving me on the cubicle floor, with my face and tshirt dappled with his cum and my cock leaking in my hand.