9-4 Bookshop Elena - Sex Stories

9-4 Bookshop Elena

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Her name badge said Sasha, and she was very well endowed up top, like Deena.

Elena spent quite a few days mooching about in the shop, catching a glimpse of her prey every now and again.

She eventually plucked up courage and approached her, asking some innocuous questions about some specialist books she was looking for. The assistant answered them professionally and competently. Elena accidentally dropped the book she was holding (that she was intending to buy), and the employee bent down to pick it up. Halfway back up, she realised the young girl was staring deeply and intently into her cleavage. Both stopped breathing, like in suspended animation. Elena wanted the ground to open up and swallow her. Sasha regained her full height, and said:

I think I might be able to find a "couple" of things in the stockroom for you, Miss. Please follow me.

As if in a dream, Elena did so. They got to a door with a nameplate and Elena realised this girl was not an assistant, but the manager. They stepped inside, and the door locked behind them. Sasha took her place in the large padded black leather chair behind the big desk.

She pushed up her bosoms and asked the girl: Are these the kinds of things you're looking for?

I...I...I think I've made a mistake. I have to g-g-go, she stuttered.

No, don't go! You're cute. So very cute and pretty. What's your name?

She told her.

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Please open my cardigan, then ...

... my blouse. We won't be disturbed.

Elena walked slowly forward, still expecting a trap door to open, or a Candid Camera TV crew to appear.

She undid the buttons of both garments, and at Sasha's gesture pulled them fully aside to reveal a light blue lacy bra, holding captive two dark globes.

I see you appreciate the finer (and bigger) things in life. I'd like you to release them when you're ready. But I have to tell you I have an acute sense of smell. And it's telling me your cunt is on fire right now. Probably knickerless too. May I lift your skirt to confirm this?

Elena nodded weakly.

And as true as she'd said, there was a large flow of juices coming out of her, already dripping down the insides of her thighs.

Sasha instructed: After the count of three, let my twin girls go free and nuzzle them. 1 - 2 - 3!!

And on 3, Sasha stuck her middle finger deep inside Elena's well-lubricated cunt hole as the white girl sucked and licked that huge amount of smooth black flesh. Both girls came simultaneously as Elena teased and tweaked both nipples, and Sasha inserted a second finger and wiggled them about inside.

Elena sat down and they took a break. Sasha's parents were South African but she'd been born in Russia. She was bisexual but admitted that meeting Elena had convinced her which side of the street to now be on.

Have you been away? Cos I think I remember seeing you a while ago. I used to work in a supermarket.

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