Gabriel1664
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Jillian Julianne
Ah! Fingering !! and Experiences !! and public
Well said, Jilliane! And perhaps you will adjust your settings here to permit Private Messaging.
G
Ah! Fingering !! and Experiences !! and public
Well said, Jilliane! And perhaps you will adjust your settings here to permit Private Messaging.
G
I was at a book store once and I was trying to find a book on sex so I wandered over to the self help / romance section. I was reading one of the books when I felt someone brush past me. I didn't think anything of it, but looked up to see an older gentleman looking back at me. He was a handsome man, maybe a little older than what I would consider dating.
He then came back and began to look at books adjacent to me. He brushed against me a few more times. I stood my ground deciding not to move an inch and instead have him reach around me to access the books he was trying to find.
At some point he bent down and reached for a book next to my leg. His arm brushed my bare leg and it kind of felt electric. Maybe it was because I was reading about sex, or maybe I was just feeling that it was nice to think this man was attracted to me.
I just kept pretending to read and not notice what he was up to. The next thing I know I can feel his hand gently moving up the back of my thigh. I hate to sound like a whore, but I actually shifted my weight to one of my legs and spread my legs apart. His hand slipped between my legs and slowly up my skirt. He stopped short of touching my panties and just kept his hand there for what seemed like 2 or 3 minutes.
I was feeling so hot and somewhat excited, and I gently pressed my bum out towards him, kind of arching my back as if to beg for more. I felt his fingertips edge under my panties, and into the folds of my pussy which by then was sopping wet.
But instead of penetrating my pussy, his fingers then slid back to my anus. I clinched my bum tightly and pretended to cough in protest. His hand quickly pulled away from me and he walked away. I never looked in his direction.
I stayed there for a minute kind of hoping he would return but he didn't. I finished picking out the book, paid for it, and left the store. I never saw him. This is now years later and I have always wondered where things might have gone if I had not coughed.
At the time I was not experienced with anal at all, but have since learned to enjoy it very much. So I sometimes daydream about that day in the bookstore, wondering what might have happened next.