[MF] I gave oral to a woman in the erotica section of a bookstore

There’s only one late-night bookstore in city that still sells erotica and it’s a big chain store. On Friday night after work I was killing time waiting to meet up with some friends later so I thought I’d stay warm and see if I could find a book for later.

I went in to browse and when I reached the erotic fiction section, I noticed there was a woman already browsing there. I didn’t want to seem sleazy, so I looked at the self-help shelf for a while, but after a couple of minutes I realized she wasn’t going anywhere – in fact, she seemed to have her eye on me, like she knew I wanted to be over there with her.

Eventually I joined her at the shelves and began looking through the instructional section – you know – books like the Kama Sutra, how-to-please-your-partner, 101 positions. We must have been there browsing for 15 minutes. Occasionally we’d steal a glance at the books each other were looking at. Then we began moving around the shelf, brushing past each other, just reading and swapping flirty glances. It wasn’t until she saw me holding a book on how to perform cunnilingus that she ventured a word.

She whispered the word *hot* to me.

Before I could reply, she was already moving away to browse the other end of the shelf.

Okay, so I was pretty intrigued by this point, and I guess she was too. Browsing the book had me halfway turned on, but the flirting really pushed me over the edge. I couldn’t help moving back towards her, and pretty soon we were standing shoulder to shoulder, and I was still clutching the cunnilingus book, skimming it. She looked at me, then the book, then back at me. I joked to her that I could use some practice with it. She immediately raised her eyebrows at me and smiled. Then I knew it was all on. I gave a little nod to indicate I was going over to the restrooms.

There were three doors: the first female, second male, and the third for parents. I went in the third door and left it slightly ajar. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to go into the parents’ room and play daddy for a while: it was too late for kids to be around, and parents wouldn’t have them in this section of the store anyway, and if she followed me and we were caught by a cleaner or staff member – well, they’d have a good story to tell.

No sooner had I stepped in door than I felt her right behind me. I turned to pull her in and kiss her as the door closed behind us, but she told me no. No kissing. I could only practice what he’d been reading about in the book.

So, I nodded and joked, *fine – daddy gets you*. Then I lifted her straight onto a baby changing table, so she was sitting on the edge, leaning back against the wall.

She whispered to me that we needed to lock the door, but it was too late for that. I was already hitching up her dress and pulling down her panties. Then my head was disappearing between her legs.
I’d just read the chapter on how to warm a woman up. I knew that just having my breath between her legs would be arousing enough, but I also started by covering the inside of her legs with tiny little butterfly kisses.

The book was right. She was turned on pretty quickly. She held me by the back of the head and pulled me up closer and my lips found the point where her inner thigh-bone met her mound and my tongue began floating up and down, grazing her lightly there. She was almost instantly wet. It wasn’t long before her breathing increased, and her inner thighs glistened as her lubrication mingled with the moisture of my lips. She starting scooting forward a little on the table, pushing herself towards me. Finally, my tongue moved towards her outer pussy lips, probing at her wetness like a bear stealing honey from a hive. First, I was at the knot in the tree – searching. Then I’d found the opening and I was reaching inside…
Then my tongue was in her wet entrance, digging deeper and deeper each time it probed.

As I licked her, I reached up and caressed her breasts through her dress – gently at first – then, as her breathing increased, I got rough and greedy, pinching her nipples a little.

With my other hand, I replaced my probing tongue with a finger so I could use my mouth further up.
I slid my finger deep into her, then pressed my tongue against her swollen clit. She heard the sound of her honey on my lips and finger. I withdrew them both, added another finger, then went back to work on her. My mouth was devouring her sweetness as I gently dug it out with my fingers and sucked it from all around her pussy lips.

*That’s it – daddy bear*, I thought I heard her say. Or it might have been: *That’s it – that there.* Whatever it was, I could tell her body was dissolving around me like butter melting on toast. She succumbed to me completely, only able to gasp quietly as my lips and tongue tasted all of her, devouring her most sensitive places as my fingers began hitting some deep, mythical spot inside of her – maybe the Goldilocks zone.

Suddenly, I could feel her enormous orgasm approaching. Her pussy started cramping around my fingers, so I started fingering her harder, faster, deeper, reaching high up agsint the front wall of her pussy. I was stuffing my face into her, licking and sucking her wet slit so hard I could barely even breathe. Finally, I locked my lips onto her clit, and began to suck it and release it, over and over, as her body really begin to spasm.

She was like a tree hit by lightning. Shock after shock of pleasure wracked her body. She was cumming all over my mouth – grabbing my hair and pulling my face onto her pussy as my fingers worked her deeper, and my lips suckled the honey right out of her mound.

It was exquisitely dirty. Having a stranger cum all over my face, seeing my nose squashed against her pubic ridge, hearing the squelch of her wetness in my mouth, rubbing the pulses of her orgasm all over my tongue, filling my mouth with her honey, so it overflowed from my lips and ran down my chin.

Daddy bear loved it.
It was perfect.
Not too hard, not too soft.
Not too hot, not too cold.
Just right.

Slowly, the orgasm pulsated and ebbed out of her, and she released my head, closed her eyes, pushed her skirt back down and leaned back against the wall to catch her breath.

A moment later all she would have heard was a squeak and a click.

I was late to meet my friends so I’d had to run.

I imagined as she tidied herself up, she would have noticed her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Maybe she stared at herself for a moment in disbelief. Like, had it really happened, or had she just read it in a book[?](https://ibb.co/wYTKSKY)

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