I undressed in a Sex Shop, with men looking. - Sex Stories

I undressed in a Sex Shop, with men looking.

Sometimes you meet someone and that person opens your eyes to the most wondrous feelings. I was 17 when I met Marc, he was in his forties, a friend of daddies, who insisted I go call on him, as he stayed in the city where I was studying. Marc was a divorcee, attractive, and to me, very sexy, there was something about him that reminded me of Daddy, warmth, security, mature and relaxed, but more importantly, he made me feel sexy, and it was not long before he dominated my dreams, I began to fantasize taking him as a lover, albeit out of daddy's knowledge. When these emotions strike a girl like myself, they take hold, and my immaturity and inexperience shows, as I sometimes went overboard with no limits or inhibitions, trying to make myself appear older and experienced, but Marc somehow knew, and started to take advantage, I mean what man would not, with the knowledge a girl of 17 would be eager to please. 'Does sex frighten you, Mariel'? I put my glass down, taken aback by the sudden change in conversation. We were close friends by now, and even though I was secretly fantasizing bedding with him, nothing had been said or suggested, in that direction. I shook my head to indicate it did not. My heart was pumping hard and I felt my thighs involuntary rub together, as I squeezed my labia together, I could feel my nipples and clitoris sending out sexual impulses, and my cunt begin to swell and wet. My lips were suddenly dry, and noticed his eyes on them as my pink tongue moistened ...

... them, in a reflection to my cunt, hidden under my panties, I wished they would just disappear, I was wanting to fuck. It's a bit hard to be frightened of sex now-a-days, with so much available everywhere you look', I retorted, my voice sounded heavy and thick, surely he could hear it in my sounding? He looked so handsome and rugged, perhaps my eyes were playing tricks with me, now the mixture of alcohol and wantonness I was feeling, urged me to have sex with him. I could feel the heat rise in my loins and my face, as he looked at me, studying me, 'You're making me feel uncomfortable', I barely whispered, I felt all the strength seep from me. 'Would you like to have some fun', he suddenly suggested? I was enjoying the sexual feeling my body was generating, I knew my panties were soaked, and as he suggested fun, I felt a pang of disappointment, I was thinking of leaving here and going back to his, for the fuck of my life. I put both my elbows on the table between us, 'What were you thinking about', I asked mischievously? 'I would love to take you to a sex shop I know, and watch you do a bit of teasing', he replied. 'Wow, Fuck', went through my head, what a coincidence, I always thought about doing something like that, it was as if my sexual fantasy was coming alive. When I was younger I used to slip into the adult section and look at the back covers of the DVD's and feel the men walking around me, looking and desiring me. I took a deep drink and finished my glass. 'Same again', ...