One Saturday evening, after contemplating a long night alone, I decided to go out for a coffee and a little browsing at my local bookstore. Sipping a nice hot cup of coffee while exploring some erotic books is much better then staying home alone and masturbating. I arrived dressed for something other then simply browsing. My attire consisted of a pair of black shorts and a cropped black top that was designed for exercise, not wearing in public. My nipples were pointy and showing through the cotton as stiff peeks, begging for attention. I had worn my hair up, exposing my neck and the pulsing veins to anyone who bothered to look. And by my dress it was clear I hoped many would look; both male AND female. It was obvious I had no bra on, and that made for the next question; was I wearing any panties?
There were no chairs available in the common area, but I found a little couch tucked away in the back near the erotica collection. I sat down with a couple of books to peruse I looked around to see who might be paying attention. I saw a tall man standing in front of the erotic books exploring them with obvious interest and delight. He glanced my way, obviously enjoying the sight of my tanned, well-muscled thighs and big soft tits. As I glanced at him from under lightly closed eyes I saw him reach down and adjust an awakening cock into a more comfortable position down his left thigh. Every man seems to have his favorite side. I continued to turn the pages of my book, one with pictures of Japanese lovemaking, and as I read I began to gently caress my thighs, once again capturing my admirers glance. He chose two or three books and approached.
“May I sit next to you?” he inquired in a soft, deep voice.
“Please do,’ I replied with a smile. For a few minutes all was quiet as we each scanned our books. Gradually I saw him relax slightly until his thighs were open and our thighs touched gently, every nerve ending wide awake. I opened the next book at random...it was a Masters and Johnson book on lovemaking....and the first picture showed a woman bent over a mans cock, sucking it gently yet firmly. As he glanced at it, I saw his cock thickening in his pants, and I smiled.
Boldly I leaned towards him and whispered, "I like that. Do you?" His quick but embarrassed smile and affirmative nod were hesitant. I flipped the pages, showing him each page, silently asking for his opinion.
“What turns you on stranger? I want to know what you like,” I wondered. I came across a picture of a woman with a man’s balls in her mouth and I gently licked my lips. This time I didn’t have to ask.
His hand reached over and touched the woman’s face and he said, “I have always wondered what that would be like but I have never tried it.” As he spoke his hand reached down and rubbed over his stiff cock again. A small spot is forming where the swollen head is sitting and my eyes widened in delight. I could visualize the tip and the shape of it. MMMMMM. My reading excursion is turning out much better then I anticipated. I very deliberately turned sideways and raised one leg on the couch so that my short leg drops to the side and my new friend could see straight up my shorts leg...to my bare and completely shaven pussy....the skin was glistening with moisture and the smell of pussy juice wafted up into my nostrils....the delightful smell of excitement.