Alison was nervous as she pulled into the parking lot. She had never been inside an "adult toy" store before, and although she knew that there was nothing to be scared about, her stomach still did a little flip when she got out of her car and headed to the door.
It was summer, after her senior year of high school, and she was hornier than she'd ever been in her life. She could spend hours locked in her room masturbating; she was getting tired of her hands, though, so she was visiting the store to see what she could find.
The heat in the parking lot was sweltering. The temperature was in the high nineties and had been for weeks, one of the hottest summers on record in her city. Because of the heat she was wearing only a small blue tank top and a short white miniskirt. She wore no bra or panties, not so much because of the heat but because it turned her on, and she loved the way the boys all stared at the dark triangle of sweat between her small breasts, at her protruding nipples.
Inside the store, the air conditioning was running on high and the cool air swept over her like a wave. She felt goose bumps raise on her flesh, and her nipples strained harder against the fabric of her shirt.
"Hey, sweetheart," said the man behind the counter to her right, and she started a bit. "Need to see some ID." Wordlessly she dug through her purse and handed the man her driver's license. His eyes glanced over it and he smiled.
"Wow, just turned eighteen, huh?" he said. Alison nodded sheepishly and blushed. The cashier handed back her license. "Enjoy the store." He winked at her and walked away. Quietly she walked further into the building, eyes wide with amazement.
She wandered from rack to rack, scanning over the DVD covers, toys and novelties, enthralled by all the nudity. She had seen porn before, of course, but not a lot, and she was unaccustomed to it all, but she loved it. Finally she made it over to the corner stocked with vibrators and dildos, and her heart raced. Some of them were so
big!
She couldn't imagine that half of them could fit inside anybody. Alison could feel her pussy start to get wet as she surveyed the products. She resolved to select one quickly and get out of the store, so she could put it to good use.
As she narrowed down her possibilities, she became aware that someone was watching her. She turned her head back to her left and her breath caught in her throat. Standing behind one of the racks was a man, staring at her. He was ruggedly handsome, over six feet tall, well built, with short, scruffy hair and a few days' growth of beard. He smiled and Alison gasped a little and turned back to the wall of toys.
She couldn't focus on anything in front of her. After a few seconds she turned back to look at him again, and he was still watching her. This time she smiled back, and raised an eyebrow suggestively. She couldn't believe herself, but she kept smiling as the man walked around the rack and came towards her.
He came up to her and stopped, looking down at her. She figured he was maybe a foot taller than her, with broad shoulders, well-muscled but not like a weightlifter; it was functional muscle, from a lifetime of hard work. His slightly musky smell filled her nostrils and lit a fire in her groin. She swept a few strands of blonde hair out of her eyes and looked up at him, smiling impishly.
They stood so that the cashier couldn't see them, and she reached over and gently stroked the bulge in the man's pants. In turn he reached out and tweaked one of her nipples through her thin shirt, causing a sharp intake of breath. Alison gripped him more firmly, but he shook his head gently and backed away. His eyes shot toward the hallway that led to the video booths, across the store. She nodded that she understood, and he walked over and disappeared into the dark hall. Alison waited till the clerk wasn't watching and followed as if in a trance.
