Thinking Of Sex - Sex Stories

Thinking Of Sex

... else there, simply didn't exist. Sybil picked a box from the shelves. Inside was a phallus of Neanderthal proportions. It didn't seem possible such a monster could enter the same vadge that gripped my own member tight. Perhaps she thought the same. She replaced the box and cruised further into the room. We passed a of enema kits. On the shelves above were bottles of lubricants. It seemed someone had a sense of humor or maybe they were just practical. I looked back to the attendant. He seemed more practical than possessing a sense of humor. After a moment he looked up from the book open on the counter before him. For a moment his eyes met mine again then they slipped passed me. I turned to see what he saw. Sybil held a flimsy garment before herself and a questioning look on her face, directed towards the attendant. I didn't see his response. She turned towards a single curtained door at the rear of the shop. Sybil was a long time behind the curtain. I looked back at the attendant. He turned back to his book. The other men avoided my eyes. The magazines beyond them were shiny blotches of pink and black. Suddenly the curtain screeched open. We all --- the men; myself; the attendant behind me, I guessed swivelled towards the noise. Sybil wore a red panties and bra and black stockings and suspender. A mirror at the back of the changing room revealed the panties were just string wide across her behind. She stepped into the room. One of the customers moaned. She made light on her ...

... feet, pirouetting a full circle and advanced towards me. She leaned against my chest and dragged her palm up the front of my jeans. Over her shoulder I could see I wasn't the only one with an erection. Nor was it the only one being rubbed. I was alone in not doing it oneself. I went to pull Syb against myself. She pushed past to the packaged dildo she had played with earlier. The attendant was out from behind the counter and standing on the other side of her. She fingered the lid of the box. He just watched and continued watching as she peeled away the sealing tape and opened the flap. The dildo was as big as a Coke bottle, too large for her hand to circle. She rubbed the thing against the front of her panties. The fabric slipped across first her bush and then her sex. Her butt was against one of the display tables. Behind her two of the men had their cocks out of their trousers. 'Is it too big?' she asked, looking at me. The attendant took a bottle of lubricant from the display. He held it out to her. She pushed his hand towards me and lifted her bottom onto the table. I clicked the lid open. She pointed the phallus towards me. The customers crowded around the table. I squeezed gel over the fake veins and corrugations. Syb kept her gaze on my face. I wrapped my hand around the plastic and spread the goo over its surface. When I was done she spread her legs, held the panties to one side, and stroked the plastic head along her slit. The tip of it split her labia. She lay back on ...