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I was sitting at a crosswalk waiting for pedestrians to cross when this stunning older blond woman walked across the street in front of my car. I call her older because I was 20 at the time and she was probably in her early 30s. She was tall, slim and stunning. She was wearing a sexy yellow summer dress, stockings and high heels and she had long, curly blonde hair that cascaded halfway down her back. She had this aloof air about her which I found intoxicating. I was entranced by her and if my tongue could’ve dropped out of my mouth it would’ve, I was brought back to reality by the honking horns behind me. I was in heavy traffic but was determined to see where she was going. I was so turned on by this woman my hands were actually shaking on the steering wheel as I maneuvered around traffic in an attempt to circle my way back to her. I lost sight of her and she was gone. It was crazy the way this mystery woman got stuck in my head. It was probably a week later, about the same time as before, and I saw her! This time I was getting ready to go into the library and I saw her exit the side door of a local bank, I glanced at my watch, it was 5:10 pm, of course, she’s a bank teller. I hurried back to my old Pontiac and settled in to see where she was going. She was probably 75 yards away at this point and I watched as she waited for traffic to slow before entering the same crosswalk I had seen her in the week before. Holy shit! I thought, she’s going to come down the street I am parked on. My dick was instantly hard and begged to be released. I lowered my fly and released my purpled headed demon. I gave it a couple of careful strokes as I watched her walk down the edge of the street. The side of the street that I was parked on had a sidewalk and traffic faced toward the bank, the opposite side of the street boarded a city park which had no sidewalk. As a result she chose to just stroll down the edge of this shady street on a perfect summer afternoon. She looked like she didn’t have a care in the world. She was like a supple summer goddess out for a walk among mortals. I felt like the ultimate pervert, she looked so lovely and pure and here I was a horny youth with a raging hard on. My heart was beating like crazy as I heard the steady clip, clop of her high heels, she was getting closer. My dick was raging and I could feel the sperm building in my balls. The excitement was building as she got closer and closer, her hair shimmered in the afternoon sun and her hips swayed and I swear I could hear the soft swish of her pantyhose clad legs! I was past the point of no return, if I wanted to stop I couldn’t and there was no way I wasn’t going to blow a load staring at this blonde goddess. She noticed me in the car and moved toward the center of the street, our eyes locked and she gave me a truly pleasant smile and greeted me in possibly the sweetest southern belle accent I have ever heard. My eyes rolled up in my head and my penis erupted in a fountain of jizz. When I opened my eyes she was hurrying down the street, got in her car and left. I felt bad, I didn’t mean to scare her, in fact I didn’t even want her to notice me but boy did she notice me. It is funny how a hard on can blur your vision and fuzzy your brain, when the lust cleared I was left with a mess to clean up and a problem on my mind. I suddenly realized that what I had done was not socially acceptable, in fact it was against the law. I worried suddenly that she had taken down my plate number and would report me to the police. I had images of state troopers showing up at my door step and having to explain myself to them…. I was terrified. Of course nothing happened and you would think I would’ve learned my lesson. Nope. Perhaps I had learned my lesson for a week, but I replayed that day over and over again in my mind and I found myself preoccupied with moonlight images of her in my mind. I went back to that street by the park and waited for the bank to close, my heart pounded with anticipation and my dick throbbed and begged for release. Caution and common sense are no match for a hard dick, full balls and youthful passion. She walked out the side door of the bank and the madness began again. I found that watching her approach racked me with sexual anticipation. My angry dick drooled precum as I stroked the full length of my rock hard shaft. Once again she looked like a golden goddess out for a walk in mortality, not a care in the world. I felt a sting as she noticed me, she seemed surprised and a bit shocked, and she knew what I was doing. It made me feel dirty and strangely I liked it. In that instant I was sexual madness, I was an affront to her purity. At that moment she had a decision to make, return to the bank and call the cops or crack on and let this dirty little bastard beat off to her. She faltered and did this crazy little thing that made me love her, she sort of jiggled, straightened out her hair and smoothed her dress and resumed her aloof attitude. She moved toward the middle of the street, affording me the best opportunity to lust over her, and sort of swished on by as I blew ropes of cum all over my car door and interior. I was spent and she was gone. The next day I was back and I waited for her with excited anticipation. At 5:10 I saw her exit the bank and my heart skipped a beat. My cock was instantly hard and I slid it out of my pants. As she strolled up the street she caught sight of my car and hesitated, she composed herself and continued with her head held high. My sex crazed eyes bore into her and I groaned as I blew another load as I took in the beauty of her figure. After she was gone and I had cleaned up and composed myself I realized that we had a special relationship. For some unknown reason she was allowing me to openly masturbate to her. I didn’t understand but I knew one thing, deep down inside she was a freak too. I was a sex crazed guy and playing the part to a tee but she was a conservative, pillar of the community. Probably a prim and proper wife and soccer mom. The possibilities thrilled me. What we were doing was so taboo. She should’ve been outraged, incensed at my sexual brashness and yet she played along. I had a strange moment there where I felt that I was taking unfair advantage of her. If I didn’t figure something out and soon I felt that she would terminate our warped relationship. I had the weekend to think about it and it came to me like a thunderclap, I knew how to preserve her innocence while masking her complicity. Monday afternoon couldn’t arrive soon enough for me, I realized that I had been putting her on display and openly beating off to her. What I needed to do was to let her “stumble” on me jerking off. I decided that what I would do would be to park on the park side of the road, facing away from the bank. I could watch for her though the side view mirror and she would not have to feel the weight of my lust. In fact, she could look in my driver’s side window, get an eyeful and thus preserve the illusion that she was an innocent victim and not a colluding pervert. I watched her stroll down the middle of the street, I smiled to myself as I realized she was casually looking for my car. My heart raced and my seed boiled as she approached my car, I could hear her heels, and see her curly long blonde hair as it swung back and forth. I heard the sound of her heels stop suddenly. I glanced in the mirror and she was standing at the back of my car. I don’t know if she was frightened, this was the closest we had ever been or if she was just surprised that I had moved to the other side of the street. My balls were so full of cum and my dick was screaming purple, I wanted more than anything to have her watch me cum. I watched in the mirror as she gathered herself up and soldiered onward. I couldn’t see but I could sense that she was just over my left shoulder looking down into my car. My angry swollen dick erupted in a fountain of sperm that surprised and impressed me. My goo shot up and out the window in front of her and she gave a little squeal and did a little half skip, I looked up at the side of her face and she had a very pleased little smile on her face. I watched as she did that little jiggle thing. I could smell her perfume and the raw odor of my ejaculate. The afternoon sun shown off her beautiful curly blonde hair as she walked the rest of the way to her car, head held high, secure in her incorruptibility. Soon this became an almost daily ritual. I enjoyed when she would give me a little giggle or squeal, I knew it was good if she made a little moan and bit her lip before composing herself as she passed my car. This game had rules, we never spoke, we never touched and she always played the part of the casual stranger. I found that she began to shape what I thought was sexy. I love older women, I love blondes and I love conservative woman that have a nasty streak. We discovered that if she wore anything racy my dick responded, my dick loved women in satin blouses, my dick likes skirts instead of pants and my dick loves lots of perfume. My favorite outfit was this long sleeved red satin blouse and medium leather skirt combo that she would wear, that with her perfume and sexy long hair combined with a delicate string of pearls always pushed me over the edge and caused the most dramatic orgasms. The first time she wore that outfit I ejaculated out the window and she walked into a ribbon of sperm. My goo splashed along the right sleeve or her blouse and hit her skirt. It caused her to stumble and I was afraid for a moment that she was going to fall over. She caught herself and did that jiggle thing, shaking her sexy shock of curly hair. That was probably the hottest thing I had ever seen. I couldn’t believe that I had cum on my sexy stranger. I imaged her going back to her car and hesitantly sniffing her sleeve, deciding what she was going to do with this blob of cum. I imaged her looking around fugitively, when she was sure no one was watching she would tentatively taste my seed, meeting with her approval, she then would eagerly suck the rest out of the shimmering red fabric. That time was a mistake, I knew inside that she gave me a pass for that one but from then on she made sure I came while she was well behind me looking in. It wasn’t long before my dick was raw and my balls ached. Even a 20 year old needs a break. Fortunately for me my family went on vacation to Kentucky. It was a nice break, I missed her but had plenty of memories of her to fuel lots of jack off sessions. The last few days on vacation I decided to distract myself and save my sperm, I wanted to show her how much I missed her. I got home on a Saturday and had to wait until Monday, the waiting was sweet agony. I obviously couldn’t let he know I would be gone for two weeks. I could only imagine what was going through her mind as she noticed the absence of her hyper hormonal admirer. I stopped down the street from the bank early Monday morning and waited to see if she was there. She was, I watched from a street over as she parked her car and walked up the side of the park toward the bank. I could tell from a distance that she was wearing a medium length flowered silky dress, light stockings and matching heels… my dick approved! It was a little before 5 when I parked my car, rolled down my window and adjusted the mirror. I was trembling with excitement, I watched the mirror and watched the clock in my car. The minutes ticked off like hours, my cock needed no encouragement, and he was ready to show her how much he missed her. I absently stroked my dick and waited. Like clockwork she appeared from the side door and I swear my dick got even harder (if that was even possible). My heart skipped and raced, I couldn’t wait to cum for my blonde goddess. She crossed the street and did that strolling thing again, she looked like she was in a good mood. I noticed as she passed each car she looked down into the passenger side window (force of habit I guess). My heart thundered in my ears and I felt flush, I could barely hear her high heels over the rush of blood and the slapping of meat. I watched in the mirror as she got closer and closer, her perfume raced ahead to meet me on the breeze, my dick raged! My stare was so intense I am surprised I did not burn a hole through the mirror. She was glancing down and singing (I think). I watched as her eyes glanced up, almost in slow motion, and locked with mine. She made this happy little face, blushed and looked down to avoid the weight of my sex starved stare. I knew the instant she was behind me and looking in the open window of my car, it was at that moment that I blew my wad, again and again and again. She waited for me to finish and pretended to be look for something in her purse as she passed. She had a sexy little smirk on her face and she did that jiggle thing where she composes herself and shakes that lovely shock of curly blonde hair. I drank in her perfume mixed with my musk and let my eyes linger on her slender legs, and supple butt as she walked to her car, I was used up. We continued to play the game through the summer and we never seemed to tire, she was the erotic actress in my perverted play. When you are 20 it is expected that you do something with your life, I was not doing well in college and I sat by and watched as the door of academia closed to me. I decided to join the Navy and it wasn’t long before my orders came in and I was ordered to report to Recruit Training Command. I would be leaving for four months. Summer would be over and I didn’t even know her name! I was scheduled to ship out on a Wednesday, I decided to stroll into the bank and discuss opening an account. It was pretty busy and I met with a new account manager and got everything set up, I glanced over a few time and instantly recognized her. Her name was on a gold placard on a slide panel next to her teller window. It said Susan, it seemed to fit, and she looked like a Susan. In all the hustle and bustle I finished my business and slid out the door without her noticing. I was leaving in two days and I wanted to leave with a bang, there was one thing that I really wanted to do but had never done before. I wanted to give her a facial, the idea of cumming across her face and into her hair drove me nuts. How the hell was I going to do that!?! I had to come up with something and fast. I decided to break one of our rules, I decided to put a note under her windshield wiper. I remember I called her “beautiful stranger”. I told her I was going into the Navy in two days and would be gone for four months. I thanked her for her patience and asked her if she would wear the red satin blouse, leather skirt and pearls tomorrow. I confessed that it was my favorite. I then went on to say if she wore the outfit tomorrow I would know that she was game for my next request. I said that I wanted her to “accidentally” drop her keys next to my car door, kneel down and pick them up. If she didn’t wear that outfit it was okay and I would be gone early Wednesday morning. I got into town early the next morning and parked one street over and waited in rapt anticipation to see what she was wearing. I slept like crap the previous night, I was nervous about this new phase of my life that I was about to enter. I also spent the night imaging her with my seed all over her face and hair. I watched as her car pulled up, the morning sun obstructed my view of her. She parked and seemed to take forever get out of the car. Where I was at I could clearly see the passenger door but my view of the driver’s side was obstructed. I remember I was half out of my mind with fatigue and expectation, “Come on dammit!” I said slapping the steering wheel. I watched as she rose like a shimmering crimson angel. “Yes!” I shouted and my dick throbbed. She gathered up her things and walked down the street toward the bank, never knowing she nearly made me cum in my pants! The day seemed to take forever but 5 o’clock finally came. I parked in my usual spot, rolled down my driver’s side window and got ready for Susan. I put a pillow in the back seat, I reached around and retrieved it, I folded it in half and sat on it, it brought me nearly level with the door. I had to adjust the side view mirror but I was ready to go. I slowly removed my throbbing and absently stroked it while I watched the side door of the bank for Susan. I watched as other bank employees left, men and women, some went one way an others left in little groups. Where the hell was she at? I began to wonder. It was almost 5:30 before I saw her leave with someone I presumed was the bank manager (he seemed the type- balding and middle aged with a little paunch). They chatted for a little bit, it caused me to give myself long hard strokes. My angry heavily veined penis raged in anticipation. I watched as she turned and began her stroll. My breath caught in my throat and my breathing became ragged. She looked absolutely stunning is that silky, red satin blouse and leather skirt. My heart thumped with every clip clop of her high heels. The entire scene became dreamlike as I watched her move in slow motion toward me. The excitement began to build and build as her image became bigger and sharper in my mirror. I felt the sperm rush up my shaft as I spotted her keys dangling daintily in her right, manicured hand. I had to pinch down hard with my muscles to keep from ejaculating, I lost sight of her for a moment as she stepped up directly behind my left shoulder, and I arched by back and pushed my raging cock out over the edge of the door. I heard her keys tinkle on the ground and she stepped into my vision and directly in the path of my penis. She was looking straight ahead as she squatted next to my door. My purple veined, raging dick was pointed at the side of her head like a flesh pistol. I groaned loudly and she turned her head toward me, I could see the top of her head and she slowly lifted her face toward me. My dick exploded into multiple ribbons of sperm. My first volley hit her just above the nose, it sk**ded across her half opened left eye and slammed into her beautiful hair. The next bolt hit her squarely on the nose and splattered across her half open mouth. I watched her swallow and gasp as the next wad hit her in the other eye and streaked across her sexy blonde hair. The subsequent four other wads made a wreck on her face, hair and blouse. When the sperm torrent had ended she seemed out of breath as if she had just emerged from a cold swim. She looked shocked, surprised and impressed all at the same time. She didn’t say a word or try to clean any of my seed off her face. She stood up and made a little hmmph (almost as if to say- job well done). She looked over at me and smiled and then turned, straightened out her dress and began humming as she strolled off to her car. I never saw her again. I returned home four months later and she was gone.
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