All characters are over 18.
Many years ago, I worked for one of the local porn stores on the graveyard shift. I would see couples come in to play, and occasionally, at least on the graveyard, a single woman, who was inevitably followed around the store by every single guy there. It wasn't a place I thought I would get laid in...but, of course, I was wrong...
It was about 3 in the morning in the middle of the week, and we were totally dead, not a single customer. I had told my co-worker to go home at about 2, when we had seen 1 customer in 3 hours. I had been shrink wrapping videos for about half an hour when the buzzer for the door sounded. I looked up and saw a redhead, about 5 feet tall, with hair down to her waist standing at the door. She couldn't have been over 19. She was wearing a white sundress with a floral print, and had small perky breasts. I let her in, and she spent the next 45 minutes or so looking around the store, occasionally asking questions about movies, specific porn stars and such.
She finally came up to the front of the store with a couple of movies to purchase, and I checked her ID (18 for 3 whole months!) when she looked up at one of the many naked pictures the boss had plastered around the store, an asian lady with her legs open and spreading her dark labia, and asked, out of the blue, "Why are her lips so dark? Mine are nothing like that!". I was about to answer with some bit of verbal brilliance when the second part of her statement hit me, and I thought, "really! That must be a sight!"
"I'd like to think so," she said, smiling almost shyly, as I realized I had spoken out loud, and started to blush. She look as though she were debating something, then blurted out "You wanna see them, mister? I think they're perfect, but I'd like a second opinion."
I was too dumbstruck to say anything, so I did the only thing I could...I nodded vigorously, which caused her to laugh, and looked around for a place to do this.
She started to head to one of the video booths, but I told her we didn't want to go back there, as we had private small theatres which could fit 3 to 4 people, and had a light we could turn on and off. And they could be locked. And the floors weren't coated in the jizz of random strangers who jerked off in little booths hoping something EXACTLY LIKE THIS would happen to them...plus the cameras didn't look down that hallway, so I wouldn't have to worry about the boss seeing me fuck around, literally, at work.
Getting into the booth, she giggled and whispered "I can't believe I'm doing something this naughty!! I feel so slutty! But you ARE cute, and I am super horny after looking at all these dirty movies!"
She pulled her dress over her head. Her A cup beasts looked firm and her pink nipples were small but erect, and I could see through her sheer panties that she was perfectly smooth and hairless, and starting to get wet. She pulled her panties down and stepped out of them, before grinning at me and doing a cute little jumping spin that left her delectable little ass facing me.
She looked over her should at me and asked "Do you like my butt, mister?"
"God, yes! You're delicious!"
She sat back on the leather loveseat and opened her legs, biting her lower lip as she looked at me while running her fingertips up and down her body. Against her Alabaster skin, dotted with freckles, her pussy was light pink around the edges going to dark pink at her lips. She was, indeed, a sight to behold.
Releasing her lower lip, she ran her hands to her little A cup breasts and pinched her pink nipples, moaning and asking "Am I as pretty as the lady on the poster, mister?"
"Prettier by far," I responded, stunned, "And call me Mike."
At this point, I forgot that I was nervous. I forgot that things like this never happened in real life. I forgot that she was way beyond my league, and I had her pose for me. Everything I asked, she did with a youthful enthusiasm and a little "like this, Mister Mike?"
Ok, I liked the whole "Mister Mike" thing. I found myself getting harder.
I had her sit, and spread herself for me. I had her arch her back, and match the pose of the woman on the poster, and the entire time, I acted like I was a photographer for one of the porno mags, getting her to do more and more explicit poses. The more I encouraged her, the sexier she posed, until she had 3 fingers of one hand in her hairless pussy, and was working one finger of her other hand into her beautiful little ass, moaning and writhing in the seat of the booth, until I told her I needed to have a closer look at her lips. You know, to compare with the poster.
"Please, Mister Mike, tell me what you think!" She half whispered and half moaned
With her eyes half closed, she withdrew her fingers and pulled her legs open a bit further as I got on my knees between her thighs. Her lips were wet and glistening, as she looked at me with a look equal parts hopeful, innocent and naughty. I gently inserted two fingers, massaging just below her clit, and she started to whimper and beg me to lick her. I held my mouth just an inch or so away, and blew warm air on her clit, asking how much she wanted me to actually lick her, as she continued to moan and writhe. suddenly, her eyes widened, and she began to shudder and shake, her eyes rolling back, as she came on my hand. The moment she started to cum, I lowered my head and started to lick her clit. I inserted another finger into her and massaged her G spot, causing her to scream out and her thighs clenched around my neck, as a flood of her juices flowed over my hand and I continued to lick her.
She screamed "OH, GOD, MISTER MIKE! LIKE THAT!", her voice ringing in the theater, as her eyes opened wide, then clenched shut, then opened again wider, as she flowed from one orgasm to another. Finally, with a look of extreme concentration she managed to push me away, her arms trembling as she finished her last orgasm.
""I just had my little peach eaten for the first time by a stranger in a porn store!" she gasped in wonder while staring at the ceiling, "And those were the best orgasms I have had. EVER!"
As she sat gasping for breath, I took off my shirt and pulled my pants down, my hardness making it difficult. Once she saw my shaft, she leaned forward to see it up close. she wrapped her small hand around the base and moved it back and forth so she could see it from different angles.
