Humiliating Abolene purchase

A masturbator wrote:

Last Friday evening, when most of the world was preparing to go out with their significant other, I was at a local pharmacy preparing to do a LOT of bating over the weekend. I was very aroused as I entered the store, determined to make this impending purchase of Abolene a sexually humiliating one. My masturbator penis caused me to put 4 tubs of Abolene in my basket, a package of baby wipes, and nothing else. My penis drove me to get in the check-out line of a cashier who was a college age girl. When I reached her my masturbator penis was dangling limp but horny in my jeans. She had pointy young A cup tits proudly displayed in a tight top, and a delicious-looking tight little ass shown off by tight jeans. I’d guess she was probably 20 or 21, working evenings through college. In response to the FOUR tubs of Abolene I placed before her from my basket, she asked “That’s A LOT of make-up remover, are you in a play this weekend or something?” I had been bracing myself for this moment all day, and I admit I surprised myself by how breathy and aroused my voice sounded, when, butterflies in my stomach, I replied “No, I use it as a masturbation lubricant.” I found myself staring blatantly at her perky tits, wanting to goon to them, when I said that. She startled me by laughing out loud, heartily enough to cause people in line on either side of us to turn to look. When they did, they saw a 40 year old man staring stupidly at a 20 year old’s tits with 4 tubs of Abolene in front of him. Even my depleted bator penis was starting to harden and tent my jeans. I was feeling mixed feelings of incredible arousal, already starting to slip into a bate-coma to her tits, and incredible embarrassment. I can barely remember her ringing me through while saying very amusedly “Well, you have a GOOD night, or weekend!” All I could do was stare at her tits, and her ass when she bent over for a bag (was it just me or did she unnecessarily turn her back to me, sticking her ass out at me, as she bent down for the bag?) and just be acutely aware of the blood roaring in my ears, staring eyes on me from nearby shoppers, and how desperately I wanted to bury my face in her perfect ass and tongue worship her little pink anus while stroking my engorged masturbator penis. My tongue was probably lolling out by the time I made it out the door. I rushed to my car, and had the Abolene open and my hand on my penis before I even started my car. I edged all the way home. I am a masturbation addict.