Perverted

Of course he was perverted. He had a naked girl infront of him. He took this job to get peeks at hundreds of naked ladies, but he always had to be careful to not go too far. The purity hot springs was always in demand, so there was always a line. The usual strip searches were great. He'd get to see naked women and give them a quick pat, but it was like being able to see and smell a delicious buffet without being able to eat your fill. Just being there was great, but things could be so much better if you could actually partake.

For once, there wasn't a gigantic line. There were no other customers to watch him and keep him in check.

There was his coworker, but she was as perverted as him, maybe even more. She'd always check the guys, thank goodness, and he'd seen her on more than one occasion, 'accidentally' kiss the tip of the guys dick. She'd even finger some girls every now and then. The worse that she'd get is an 'are you sure this is necessary?' They just trusted her because she was a girl. It was unfair. He wanted that level of trust to get away with what he wanted.

Now though, it didn't matter. There was no audience to question him. Just a coworker that would support whatever he said while having fun with her own student. Part of him was a bit jealous that she got the perverted one, but he definitely liked the shy one better. Her blushing, the way her breasts swayed as she moved her toes around. It was perfect. Her big breasts was just the cherry on top. Eventually, I felt him reach for them. My breasts. He barely did any actual searching as he mauled at my breasts. His thumb and index finger quickly finding their way to my nipples, where they started twisting and pulling like crazy. My breath got hot and heavy as moans started to escape my lips.

"I-Is this really necessary?" I asked, my hands quickly going to my mouth to hold back my moans afterwards.

"Of course it is!" He said, not letting go of my breasts yet, "You could hide something in between or underneath your breasts so checking them is important. As for the nipple play, you need to be wet. It makes it easier to check down there. Oh, and regarding your hands and mouth." He quickly pushed them away and kissed me. I could feel his tongue invade my mouth, wrapping it around my own tongue. I could feel a heat growing inside my body from it, going all the way down to my pussy. The realization that I was turned on by the **** felt like a kick to my face. I couldn't believe my body was turned on by something like that.

Quickly, I glanced over at my friend only to see her smirking and pointing down at my pussy. She was definitely going to tease me over my newly discovered kink later.

The guy broke away from my mouth for a few seconds. His lips quickly going to my nipples as he sucked them one at a time. Covering them in his saliva. I was so close to kicking him away when he finally spoke.

"Your hands must be by your side at all times. That way you can't hide anything in your hands or move something around. We once even had someone try to sell **** in the hot spring and ended up taking them while we searched him in hopes that he wouldn't get caught. Now, do you think your wet enough for us to check down there? Or should we do more to turn you on first?"

I stood there for a bit. My head feeling heavy as I tried to think of an answer. There wasn't a good one. My pussy was craving to be touched. I had a feeling that I'd cum once he touched me there. If that happened then I could just forget about the hot spring. I'd never be able to show my face around here again. Especially not to my friend with all the teasing she'd do to me. However, if I choose the other option...Wouldn't things just get worse? He might even make me cum in a different way and still have to check my pussy afterwards...But it'd be me time at least...

As I stood there, trying to think of an answer, my friend decided for me.