Makoto Heads To the Register

Makoto quickly walked from Daniel's handsy hands and headed to the front of the register and a second later another customer got behind her. His boner pressing against her ass. She took several deep breaths to try and calm down. She tried her best to resist the urge to knock him to the ground and then step on his dick as punishment for being a creep. She was close to finally leaving after all. Why risk everything now?

If she got into a fight then the other 5 guys, plus the cashier, might come to his aid. Plus, the cashier might not give her the buttplug...and then there's the legal trouble if the guy decided to sue.

Every second that passed, it got tougher for her to contain her rage. Especially as he speed up and started treating her butt more like a toy to cum with. It didn't help that she could hear him grunting every few seconds and hear others nearby whispering about how jealous they were. The thing that made it the worse though was the cashier. It was like he was purposely trying to stall.

"Alrighty, almost done. The total will be $30...Scratch that, $40. I almost forgot the lube. We could decrease that if you use one of our discounts though."

Her hands gripped the wooden counter infront of her, desperately trying to hold back her anger. This had to be a scam or some kind of prank. There's no way that all cost $40. Obviously, she's going to take the discount. Though she has a bit of a bad feeling about it.

"I-I'll take a discount."

"Perfect! There's multiple options for them. You could give us your panties for a discount. Be part of a photoshoot of our choosing for a discount. You could give a live demonstration of one of the sex toys. You could-"

"I'm not doing any of that!" She yelled, nearly forming at the lips. Her anger then quickly disappeared and her face burned up with embarrassment as she felt the stranger move his dick from against her ass to between her thighs. She could feel his dick pressing and rubbing against her cameltoe.

For a few seconds, the entire store was silent. It was only until after she let out a moan that the cashier smirked and started talking.

"Why yes, that is a discount option too. Moan for a few minutes and have an orgasm on camera and you'll get a discount!"

"I'm not-" As soon as she started talking, the stranger behind her speed up. "D-Doing that! I'll just pay full price!"

With a shrug, he nodded and started pressing buttons on the register. The guy behind her, whispered into her ear. "I can feel you getting wet. Are you as close as I am?"

For a second, she gave in to her rage and elbowed him in the stomach. It wasn't anywhere near as strong as her normal attacks. It couldn't be with how embarrassed and small she felt. Luckily, it'd soon be over. She quickly got out her card and swiped it. She then waited for Daniel to finally hand her the bag so she could leave. Sadly he was stalling and kept rearranging the same two items in the bag, over and over again.

Until finally.

She came. She pressed her thighs close together and drool dripped down onto the counter as she felt an intense feeling that she almost never feels. An orgasm. She squirting, surprising everyone, as her juices soaked through her leggings and onto the floor. A second later, she felt something spraying against her thighs as the stranger came on her.

Before she had a chance to say anything, he was already out the door and heading to his car. For a while, she just stayed there, leaning against the counter. It was tough for her to walk. Her legs have never been this tired before. Though she's never had an orgasm like this before either. She's had a few orgasms in her life while masturbating, though she was also someone that barely masturbated. The small number of ones that she had felt amazing, however, none were like the one that the stranger gave her.

Eventually another guy walked up and pressed his dick against her ass causing her to focus on her surroundings again. She quickly reached over the counter for the bag, grabbed it and left, walking by another girl who just entered.

"Was that her? Am I too late?!" She said.

Makoto wasn't sure what she was talking about but didn't care. She quickly got on her motorcycle, put the mask on, and headed home, hoping that she could sneak into her room without anyone noticing the cum on her thighs.