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My First Time in an Adult Book Store
by Fake Dedra Post
Editor's note: This is an edited version of the story My First Time in an
Adult Book Store that was originally posted on Fictionmania by Dedra Post.
Most of the spelling, punctuation and grammar errors have been eliminated.
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I heard though some friends that there was an adult book store by the
Marine Base that didn't check for I.D., but it was a 30 mile drive north
to Oceanside. I had to check it out for myself. I wanted to go dressed up
to see whether they would hassle me or make me feel unwelcome.
I was so adventurous that I would go anywhere and try anything once or
twice if I liked it. I was always looking for a new public place to go
dressed up as sexy as I could possibly be. Most of the time I would let
guys have a feel or two, give them a hand or blow job, then split.
I wanted a relationship, but the guys that I would meet wanted to get
their rocks off and leave. I would show no emotion so I wouldn't get my
feelings hurt and learned to accept it.
In the storage room I looked through some suit cases that were left in one
of the motel rooms. After I opened them, I thought I had died and gone to
heaven, all were full of sexy women's clothes. There were leather skirts,
satin blouses, bras, panties, teddies, camisoles, corsets and all of the
clothes looked like they would fit me. I must have spent an hour or more
going through each and every item.
I finally decided on a black leather mini skirt with matching jacket, a
black lacey teddy with garters and light red long sleeves, with a wide
collar satin blouse. I did not think the shoes would fit me, but I tried
on each pair and eventually found two pairs that fit. One pair was black
leather pumps with three inch heels the other were the style but in red.
I chose the black pair and then picked a pair of black fishnet stockings
to go with the pumps. I stripped out of my clothes. Next I put on a tight
black thong that kept my over sized clit hidden away. On went the teddy.
She must have been a small breasted woman because the teddy was a little
tight on me. The under wire dug into my skin a bit; nothing I couldn't
handle, just a little uncomfortable. The cups needed just a little filling
so I put in a pair of my friend Fred's rubber falsies which did the trick.
The fishnet was next and then the shoes. I did not want to snag my
stockings on something hidden in the carpet, which looked like it hadn't
been vacuumed for years or maybe longer. My toes were already painted a
cherry red so after I had glued on a set of ? false nails I painted the
same, and applied a clear coat to prevent chips or scratches.
While I was waiting I looked through a fashion magazine and then applied
my makeup: a light tone foundation, black mascara, black eye liner that
ended just past the eyes pointing up. I used a charcoal color eye shadow
on the eyelids and under the eyes a lighter color than the lids. A cherry
blush, lipstick and gloss all cherry red plus translucent powder were the
finishing touches to my masterpiece. Putting on makeup is like taking a
blank canvas and creating your very own work of art. Though temporary, it
is put on display like a fine masterpiece hanging in an art museum.
After checking for any flaws and finding none, I added a set of large hoop
gold earrings, three gold necklaces of the same design but different
lengths, three thin bracelets, and two small gold rings one with a diamond
chip the other just a band.
The rings were a wedding set that I bought at a second hand store. So
when I wore them on different fingers it would give the impression that I
was ether separated of divorced. Then if someone suspected me of being
under age and saw the rings they would think I was or had been married at
one time.
Then I put the light red satin blouse on. Next came the skirt. I needed a
belt to keep it from sliding off my hips. The belt loops on the skirt were
made for a wide belt. I had seen one, but I had to look through all of
them before I finally found the right one.
It wasn't something I would normally wear, a little too SM looking for my
taste. But having no other choice, I put it through the loops and
buckled it. A little tight, but it did give my figure more of an hourglass
shape, which every woman desired.
I chose a medium length, lightly curled brunette wig. Using more
hair pins than were really necessary, I pinned the wig into place. I
brushed it out a little and teased the curls, then sprayed a little too
much hairspray on. However, if I was caught in a gale force wind it
wouldn't budge.
I was still young and learning as I went a long, and now with very little
guidance I would still make a lot of mistakes. The time I spent dressing
up was limited now, when just a few years earlier, each and
everyday I dressed from head to toe.
I was losing my touch, and if I hadn't had the journals to use as a
reference guide, I would have forgotten a lot more. I finished by
spraying on a fair amount of musk for women to try to cover up the strong
smell of the hair spray.
I put a few things in a black shoulder strap purse and snuck back to my
Car, all the while hoping my mom or one of the guests wouldn't see me.
Once I started the car, I noticed that I needed some gas and soon. I
headed for a gas station that I hadn't been to before and filled the tank.
As I was walking towards the store, I heard several whistles and men
yelling obscenities, like "Hey baby, want to go for a ride on my dick and
come and suck on my big prick." The dirtier the comments the more aroused
I would get. I'd never have anything to do with a man that tried to get my
attention that way.
Once inside the store, I asked for a pack of Virginia Slims100's. The
clerk looked me up and down. I thought he was going to ask to see my
license, but he didn't. I paid for the gas and cigarettes and as the
clerk was handing me my change he said, "I get off at 11:00 if you are
not busy.
I gave him a tiny smile, swung my ass back and forth as I walked out. I
saw his refection in the window. He was staring at my ass the entire time.
Once on the freeway I cranked the stereo with my favorite rock ?n roll
tapes playing and headed to Oceanside.
Along the way fast looking cars would pull alongside and try to get me to
race them, but after they saw that I was a woman, their intention changed
from racing to trying to get me to follow them somewhere for a drink or
more. I'd just smile at them, punch it, and leave them in the dust.
Ones in Oceanside, I had a hard time finding the book store. After 15
minutes or more I saw a small sign saying, XXX book store with an arrow
pointing down a side street. I could not turn at the street an island was
there; I had to go down to the stop light. I wanted to make a U turn.
It was not my night, sitting, waiting for the light to change. I noticed a
No U Turn sign just as the light turned green. I turned left, but thought
I would take a chance and make the U and hope there wasn't a cop around.
So glad I didn't; there was one sitting behind another car on the side
street. He was just waiting for someone like me to do it, so he would meet
his quota for tickets.
I drove to the end of the block only to find it was a one way street and
it was going in opposite direction, I went to the next corner and turned
left and then another left.
I was now heading in the right direction. When I crossed the street, I
started looking for a parking spot. I found none, but did find a parking
lot behind a store that was across from the book store. Like always, there
was a sign saying parking for store costumers only. All others will be
towed at owner's expense.
I had not planed to stay long. I just wanted to check out the place. I
took a chance and parked my car there anyway, walked across the street
into the book store. I was like a kid in a candy shop. There were paper
back books of all kinds, magazines, toys, and way back in a corner of the
store was a curtained entranceway. Above it was a neon sign saying 25
cents movies.
?Wow' I thought. I did not expect them to show movies here. I went up to
the cashier and bought a roll of quarters and back through the curtain,
the smell that hits you like a truck -- the horrible the unmistakable
smell of hundreds of males' cum.
I found a booth that wasn't locked and entered it and locked the door
behind me. The booth didn't smell as bad as the long hallway, however it
still smelled. I dropped in a couple of dollars worth, and sat down on a
cold wooded bench.
You had all sorts of movies to choose from. Five were boy and girl; two
were with two lesbian girls; two were with two or more gay boys; a woman
with three guys; and, to my surprise, the last one involved TVs with a
man.
I had to pull my slowly growing clit out and control it until I had gone
through half of the roll, when I heard the booth door close and lock next
to mine. When the movie started next door, I saw light flicker through
holes in the thin walls that separated the two booths.
I stopped and tried to put my now rock hard clit away but it would not
bend back down where it had been hidden away. I pulled my skirt down and
sat with my legs crossed lady like and both of my hands resting in my lap.
I put a few more quarters in and watched the movie.
Wondering at the same time if the person in the other booth saw me, it
was becoming more and more impossible to concentrate on the movie. The
movie ended in the next booth, but I heard no sound of the lock being
unlocked or anything else.
I did hear sounds coming from there, but I am deaf in my ear that was
nearest to the other booth. When my machine ran out, I hesitated to put
more quarters in. I saw, in the dim light, a piece of paper being pushed
through one of the holes. At first I did not know if I wanted to take it
or not. If I did, it was too dark to read.
I put in a few more quarters and throwing caution to the wind, I pulled
the paper through the opening and read by the light from the TV screen. It
said, "You have the sexiest legs I have ever seen and if you order me to
suck you off, or want to fuck me in my ass, I will obey any and all of
your orders. I have a room at the Ocean View motel, room 224." I heard the
lock and then the door open.
I sat there wondering what to do; he knew what I had between my legs,
which is the biggest hurdle. I was out of quarters, so I left the booth
and checked out the CD TV magazines, but they were 10 to 20 dollars, too
much for too little.
While I was checking out the paperback book rack, a Marine came in, in
his brown uniform; I always found men in any kind of uniform sexy.
I did not know if he was the one in the booth. To see if he was the one I
took the note out of my purse and held it in my hand.
I would hold it while I push my hair out of my eyes, and the way the wig
framed my face I could see him, but he could tell I was looking at him. I
just strode around the racks, looking through the books now and then,
picking one out and pretending to read the back cover.
Every time I looked his way he was staring at me. A few times we look
right at the other and he would smile as I returned a slight one. Then I
held the note up when we made eye contact, to see what his reactions
would be. He smiled. I lip synched, "Is this from you?"
He shook his head. Smiling back at him I took a glance around the store,
and blew him a kiss. Not waiting for him to reply I walked out the door
and around the corner of the building and waited for him, I did not have
to wait long.
He walked past me to the curb; he looked down the street, but did not see
me standing in the shadow of the building. I scared him, when I said,
"Looking for someone solider boy?" He twisted and just stood there staring
at me. I asked if he had written this note.
He nodded his head; I then asked him if he would like to go for a ride.
Again, he just nodded his head. I was starting to wonder if he could talk
or was just really shy. He must be a very shy young man, so I made the
first move.
Walking up to him, put my arm under his and walked him to my car. I
unlocked my door and waited for him to open it, which he did after I
coached him into doing it. He did hold out his hand for me to take, as I
smoothed my skirt out before I was sat down.
I thanked him, not being very lady like; I lifted one leg into the car
then the other, giving him a peek at what I was wearing under my skirt.
He closed my door and ran around and got in like it was a Chinese fire
drill.
As I started the car, I could not help but laugh at his antics.
He just sat there smiling. What a nut I thought to myself as I drove us
to the motel. I tried a few times to start up a conversation, but to no
avail. He was looking straight ahead and smiled. I drove right to where
the stairs were that lead up to the second floor nearest his room.
He got out and ran around and opened my door. Again he held out his hand
for me, I gracefully took hold of it, but this time I swung my legs out
keeping my knees together, at the same time looking at him to see what
kind reaction I got when he did not get another peek.
As I held up my keys for him, I asked, "Will you please get my over night
case out of the trunk?" As we walked up to his room, we held hands until
we got to the stairs. Then I wrapped my arm under his and held onto the
hand railing. Once inside, he excused himself went to the bathroom, I just
walked around the room waiting for him.
When he came out he helped me take off my jacket and asked me if I would
like a beer. I told him I did not want a beer, but if you have a coke or
something like that I would.
He said, "I have root beer."
I replied, "I love Root beer."
He opened it and poured in to a motel cup.
I took a seat in a chair at the table next to the door, just in case I had
to make a quick exit. But I did not feel I had anything to fear from him.
I asked, "What's your name, if I may ask"
"I am sorry, my name is James Johnson Jr."
"It's a pleasure to meet you James Johnson Jr. I'm
Dedra, but all of my friends call me Dee."
He sat down in the chair next to mine, I stared in to his eyes he turned
his head away, but put my hand on the side of his face and turned it back
towards me. I ask him, "James, have you ever done anything like before. If
not, I will not laugh or think less of you."
He just shook his head no.
With my hand still resting lightly on his cheek, I placed my other hand
placed on the other cheek, I leaned over and kissed him on the lips very
tenderly and again and again. He was starting to relax a little; he put
his arm on the back of my chair and his hand curled lightly on my upper
arm.
We kissed for several minutes. I wanted more so I held my lips on his and
slowly opened my lips, gently pressing against his lips. The
whole time I was looking at him, while he kept his eyes closed. That was
until my tongue touched his; his eyes opened wide, like it surprised him.
He slowly opened his lips letting my tongue in.
He closed his eyes again, my crossed legs were angled toward him, but I
still had room in the chair to move closer to him. As I did he wrapped his
arm around me, with his hand ending up just below my right breast. We
kissed for quite a while, I finally broke it off, telling him I needed to
use the girl's room. That was just an excuse to go and cool off, my clit
strained at my thong.
I lowered the toilet seat and lid, sat down on the lid which was as cold
as ice. That did the trick; my clit went limp in no time at all. I now
needed to pee. I lifted the lid, unhooked the teddy, and lowered my thong.
After I finished, I wiped myself, and hid my thing way back between my
legs. I pulled my thong up, but only hooked the center one hook to make it
easy to unhook. My lips were smeared with lipstick. I repaired them and
sprayed some more perfume. I looked as good as new, I unbuttoned the top
button to show more cleavage and a little of the lace teddy.
Instead of going to my seat, I crawled as sexy as I could onto the
waterbed and with my finger motioned him to come over and join me. He took
of his polished shoes, and crawled in next to me. I again took the lead
and rolled the upper part of my body onto his, and began kissing him more
passionately than before.
He wrapped his strong arms around me, holding onto me tight as if I was
going to leave. Right. I wasn't going anywhere until we had sucked and
fucked each other dry. I slid one hand between us and unbuttoned his shirt
as far as I could and then unbuckled his belt.
Next I unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them; I sat up on my knees and
removed my blouse, reached behind and did the same to my skirt as I had to
the pants. Then I very slowly lowered the skirt, twisting my hips until it
was down to my knees.
Rolling onto my back, removing the skirt entirely, it was his turn now. I
removed his pants and socks. At the same time he removed his shirt and
under shirt. All he had on was U.S. issue underwear as well as a larger
bulge in them. I never would have thought his cock was that big?
I wanted it right now, but he had other ideas. He rolled over so he was
above me with his arm on either side of me, as he looked deep into my
eyes and slowly lowered himself down until our lips touched. He began
to gently kiss my lips, chin, nose, cheeks and worked his was to my ear.
When he had made his way down to my neck, I shivered all over as goose
bumps covered my entire body. I whispered in a childish voice, "That
tickles, please don't." He stopped and kissed madly on my lips, opening my
lips forcefully with his tongue parting my lips.
I love it when a man does that, it turns me on just thinking about a
forceful, in charge kind of a guy. He whipped his tongue wildly around
mine. As he began to explore my body with his hands, I felt his stiff cock
against my thigh. The warmth of his cock was as much as a turn on as his
kissing.
I eased my arm between us. It was a tight squeeze and he wasn't making
things any easier by not letting me have some room to move around. In
fact, when my hand finally reached his eight plus inches, I barely had
enough room to open my hand to take a hold of it.
Not only was his long, but thick as well, so thick that I just able to
get my fingers around it. Then I thought about this monster entering my
mouth. I did not want to think about it going into my pussy, which by the
way had only been invaded once before over a year ago.
All the time he was kissing me with gusto, as his mouth slowly made its
way down to my crouch. I had hold of the monster and was beating him off
through his cotton briefs, then moved over enough so I could slide my hand
under them and had a flesh to flesh contact.
We both let out moans as we came in touch with the other's organs. He
could not unhook the crotch of the teddy so I was eager to give him a
hand. With one snap of my finger and teddy flipped open, he thought that
it would be the only thing standing in his way. Wrong!
He moved my legs apart and reached way up under my ass, taking hold of the
back of the thong, then in one swift pull he had it down around my upper
tights. He broke off our marathon kiss and lowered his head down,
without the least little bit of foreplay he took my now hard clit in his
mouth, forcing it down his throat.
He started to gag on it, but kept it in until he had to come up for air. I
wasn't sure I could do take him all in, but I was willing to try. How I
wanted to trade places, but he was doing such a wonderful job, I did not
want him to stop. In the position he was in now, I had to reach way over
his body to keep on beating him off.
I did pull his underwear all the rest of the way off. Now he was just
wearing his socks. I started to giggle, thinking how silly men looked just
wearing socks when fucking, and James stopped and turned around and asked,
"What's so funny?" He had a real serious look on his face.
I told him that he had touched me in a ticklish spot; I did not think he
believed me. So to make up for laughing, I sat up on my knees, and
announced that it was my turn and pushed him onto his back. Very gently
and slowly, I began kissing then licking on and around his throbbing
monster of a cock.
I was doing my best to drive him crazy and make him beg me to help him
cum. But he had other ideas, he wanted to get me off any way he could and
so he stopped me just short of him shooting his load. He picked me up and
laid me on my back. He lifted my legs up by bending my knees and spreading
my legs.
He put my legs onto his shoulders and began to lick, kiss and suck my
clit and balls until I had one of the greatest blow jobs I had every had
in my life.
It seemed like my orgasm was never going to end and that was the first of
the two double orgasms I've had in my entire life.
After I was totally spent, I lifted my leg and turned over onto my side
facing away from James. I think he thought I was mad or upset at him, he
reached and hugged me and cuddled up next to me and whispered in my ear,
"Are you mad at me?"
I replied, "Oh no baby, you were wonderful, I am just enjoying the after
glow."
He told me that this was his last night here; he was going on a west
pack, six months out on an aircraft carrier. I started to cry, and
crossed both of my arms on his holding on to them. I started to say, I
don't want you to go, but thought better of it.
After quite a while just laying there, I said, "I want you to make love
to me." He didn't say anything, I rolled over to face him, looked straight
into to his eyes and I said, "I want you to make love to me, please."
He replied shyly, "I have never done it before."
I asked, "You have had sex with a girl, right?"
"No," he replied.
I then kissed him passionately and hugged him tight. I broke off the kiss
and asked him if he would get my over night case for me please, he did. I
pulled out a tube of KY and a condom just incase he wanted to wear it.
I whispered in his ear, "I am going to make this night a night you will
never forget for the rest of your life." I kissed him everywhere on and
around his face, neck and gave him hickey the size of half dollar so that
when we looked in the mirror he would remember me.
I could feel his cock starting to harden and reached down and begin to
stroke it, while we kissed and he fondled my ass. I told him to hold out
his hand, I squeezed some KY on his index and middle fingers.
"Now spread my cheeks apart and carefully ease your middle finger in."
He was good at following directions. I think he was afraid that he might
hurt me, I said, "Don't worry, if it hurts, I will tell you. Besides your
fingers are not what I?m worried about. It?s this," I said, giving his
cock hard squeezes.
After I had said it, he eased his middle finger into my pussy ass until I
felt his hands spreading my cheeks apart. He moved it in and out each time
a little faster, I told him, now the other one, he was so gentle as he
eased both fingers in. I moaned a little.
But he did not stop pushing until he couldn't get them in anymore. I told
him to put another one in, he did and I said to him "That feels wonderful
don't stop." He was now was finger fucking my pussy ass. "Faster and
harder," I said. When he was pushing in, I was raising my hips to meet
them,
I said, "Now put some lube on you lovely cock." I spread my legs to
welcome him. As I bent and raised my legs, he moved in between them and
stopped. I asked him, "What's wrong?"
"I don't want to hurt you."
I sat up and gave him a wet juicy kiss, and said, "I want you to fuck the
hell out of me right now."
He still wasn't sure about fucking; the look on his face gave him away.
I said, "James, I want you to do exactly what I tell you and when I tell
you to do it, do you understand."
He nodded.
"Get over so I can suck your cock hard."
He was on his knees, his cock was an inch away.
I took him all of the down my throat and held it there until I had to
take a breath and back down, after several times he was thick and hard as
he could get. I spread my legs, and said to put them on your shoulders. I
put a small amount of lube in my hand a smeared it
all over this cock.
"Now move toward me." I had to lift my hip just a little, now that the tip
was right on target, I lower my hips, as the head of his cock forced its
way barely pass my cincher. I cried out "Ouch, fuck, you have one thick of
a mother fucking dick."
I slid my legs off his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist, using
them to pull him towards me and his thick cock deeper inside my pussy ass.
I said to him I a demanding voice, "Now fuck me as hard and as fast as you
can. Do not stop until I tell you to or until after you have filled my
pussy ass with cum."
He was like a child getting onto a horse for the first time. He wanted to
ride me, but the horse scared him enough he had second thoughts at the
last moment. So I reached under his arms and my hands flat on his back,
then with all my strength in both of my arms and legs forcing his body
down and his cock deep into me.
His cock drove deep into my pussy; his thrust with his hips
sending it even deeper.
"Oh fuck yes! Now fuck me James, and fuck me good!" I yelled.
Lying on top of me with his arms on each side, he started to pump his
thick cock in and out harder and harder.
He was fucking me so hard that he made me move up the bed until my
head was banging the head board. After a couple of times my head hurt. I
said, "Now I want it doggy style."
He did not know what that was, so I pushed him off and got on all fours.
He understood then and he mounted me and like before fucked me in my
pussy ass harder and faster than he had.
I cried out, "Yes, yes, that's the way I like to fuck! Come on baby, fuck
me! Your cock feels so and hard inside my ass! More! Fuck me more, don't
stop!"
I felt his body tighten up and suddenly I felt his hot cum shooting
deep inside of me. He stopped and held his cock in as deep as possible.
He stayed inside of me until his cock went limp, then my ass pushed it
out.
He hugged me from behind, exhausted, as we fell off to sleep.
Around sunrise I awoke, and let James sleep, I wrote him a note with my
address on it and told him to write if he wanted to and to be sure to get
a hold of me when he got back.
I went home, took a shower in the storage room and put my male clothes
back on. My mother was awake when I walked in and I could tell I was in
big trouble.
I started to get letters from James every other day for six months or so,
and then they suddenly stopped.
I never heard another word or saw him ever again.
THE END
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