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ES2C 10 The Bookstore

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This is a sexually graphic story with adult

content. You must be 21 years of age to read.

The characters in this sexual fantasy story are

imaginary, and are not a representation, in any

manner, of any real world person.



Story: The Bookstore

Author:Es2c

I'm a closet sissy. As such, we sissies have to be

careful not to be taken advantage of because we're so

trusting and appreciative of friendship, as well as the

people, especially men who understand our needs.

Along those lines, I want to let everyone know about

the wonderful friend I made today. I'm really writing this

in my diary so as to get the days events captured while

they're fresh in my mind.

I was so excited about meeting him, I forgot to get

his name, how silly of me. However, I did give him my name

and phone number, so I do hope he calls.

It all started out while I was at one of the new adult

bookstore I hadn't been at before. As I was walking down

the aisle of TV/sissy literature, I noticed this handsome

black man looking at me. I was careful to avoid eye

contact with him, but kept track of his occasional glances.

As I walking over toward another part of the rather

large store, he spoke and asked me if I found the TV/sissy

literature interesting. I replied coyly "I guess okay,

that is if you find that sort of thing interesting."

He then let me know that he wanted to pick out a

selection as a gift for a friend of his that was a closet

sissy, and that had only confided of that to him recently.

I'm sure he saw the startled look in my eyes at his

revelation.

It must've been my look that caused him to say after a

moment "You're a sissy too aren't you? I can tell by the

way you looked at me."

Stunned momentarily, I excused myself and walked out

of the store.

On the street, I applauded myself for avoiding being

detected by the stranger, who could've been a cop in

disguise looking for a bust.

I went further down the street and decided to have a

light lunch.

As I was sitting at the booth about ready to eat, the

stranger from the bookstore slipped in bedside me.

Again I was stunned.

After a casual greeting, he again resumed his former

line of discussion and went deeper into the topic of sex

and even propositioned me. I felt then that he was not a

cop, as they don't make propositions.

I replied, "Assuming I am a sissy as you suggest I am,

I'm sure I wouldn't just suck anybody, least of all someone

I've only known for less than an hour and just met a public

place."

We talked more and more about why he wanted me to give

him a blowjob. His comments were very flattering toward

me. You know, how good my lips looked and how good they'd

looked wrapped around his stiff dick. Those type comments.

He appeared to be a nice guy and so sincere about how

the hard problem he had between his legs was getting to him

because of just looking at my mouth and imaging it was a

pussy.

I was so persuaded by his need, that an hour later I

had two loads of his hot sperm in my tummy. He was a

wonderful suck. I reveled in the taste of his hot jism as

he shot off two hefty loads from his very handsome dick

down my throat. It was so delightful to do him as I knelt

between his legs in a peep booth, back in the same

bookstore where we originally made contact.

He was so appreciative and reiterated that he was so

grateful for me doing what his wife had refused to do for

him since they were married.

He said he was married even though he didn't wear a

wedding ban.

"I hope you understand I just don't do this type thing

all the time. It's just that you were really in need and I

like being of help to others in need." I said to him.

He thanked me again. He then said. "You know it's a

shame you couldn't help some friends of mine who are around

here whose wives won't suck for them either."

I reiterated that I was not a public cocksucker and

that I would need to know more about the men before I let

them put there hard strange dicks between my lips.

Again he was so persuasive. I agreed to do a couple of

his friends, but let him know in no uncertain terms, he'd

have to vouch for them and that they had to keep what

occurred a secret. He promised.

"You're truly a gem. Stay here, I'll bring my first

friend back, he's right out here in the store. He's going

to be so excited that you're doing this for him. Here put

these tokens in the slot and keep the video going until I

can get him back here." He handed me a hand full of tokens

before leaving.

It took two tokens before the man returned with his

friend. The man looked very young, but he had his cock out

and ready for action. He even dropped his pants and wanted

me have him open crotch, which is my preference too.

He let me know he'd always wanted to rub his crotch

all over a sissy's face and have his ball lapped and sucked

before getting a blow job. Strangely I wanted to do the

same. I did as he wanted. We both got what we wanted that

day.

The man I met, and his friends must've come down as a

group, for before the day was over, I'd sucked the hot

burning loads from 11 of his friend's cocks.

The other thing is that the man's friends must've owed

him money. I say that, because before each of them came in

the booth to get sucked off by me, they each discreetly

gave him what looked like a twenty-dollar bill.

After I'd finished his last friend, the stranger who'd

set me up to suck off all his friends thanked me for being

so understanding. He gave me 3 dollars for bus fare and I

gave him my phone number.

As I was riding home, I reflected that even though I'd

sucked off 12 guys for about a quarter a piece, I could be

considered a two-bit cocksucker. I mentally laughed at

myself.

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