The full story of me and Mr. Davis - Sex Stories

The full story of me and Mr. Davis

... counter, not letting his prick slip from my mouth. I used one hand to fondle him and one to steady myself against the floor. I used long, slow strokes and began licking the end of his penis, to build up his climax. I hoped that the customer would still be in the store, perhaps even standing on the other side of the counter, when I brought him off. That would be too good. The thought of letting him shoot his load all over my face, while speaking with a lady customer, was too hot an image for me, and I had a tiny climax. I groaned quietly, I thought, but the lady asked Mr. Davis to repeat what he said. He told her he was just thinking out loud and for her to browse the shelves to her heart’s content.

I could tell from her voice she was on one of the back aisles of the tiny bookstore, so I furiously sucked and jacked him to make him cum. He stood there completely still. I could see his knuckles turn white as he tightly grabbed the edge of the countertop. He was about to blow his load. I knew exactly when to expect it and pulled his dick out and jacked him off, while aiming his cock right at my face. He shot several strands of thick cum right between my eyes and on my cheeks. He kept pulsing in my hand as the last tiny spurts hit my face. I licked the end of his penis to taste the final drops that he produced.

He nearly fell backwards as his climax ended. I have never seen him so stone faced after one of my blow-jobs. As he stood there, I delicately returned his softening ...

... cock to his pants, and zipped him up. Then I patted him there, to let him know he was presentable. He looked down at me with a look of relief and of utter pleasure. I looked up at him with my face, still cum drenched, and gave him a wink. He met the customer in the non-fiction area and distracted her as I slipped his shirt back on and quickly darted to the office of the store. I did not button it, or even wipe my face. I waited for her to leave, then went back out front. He saw me and had an exasperated but euphoric expression on his face. When he saw globs of cum still clinging to my nose and chin he gasped, then roared in laughter.

“That was the most horrible and wonderful thing that has ever happened in this store!” he exclaimed, loudly. And those were the most words I have ever heard him speak after an orgasm. I did not want to break the magic of the moment, so I just grinned and scampered back to the residence. “Wait!” he called out. I turned around. He motioned me to get down on my knees again, so I did. He pulled out his cell phone and took a photo of my cum covered face. I beamed with satisfaction that he loved it so much he wanted to catch the memory. This was one of the first photos ever taken of me by Mr. Davis. I guess he still has a few surprises for me.

Chapter 12 – Role playing

During the years that Mr. Davis owned the bookstore, there were never enough sales for him to justify having an accountant do his books. But sales were now good, so Mr. Davis ...