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I was at a Chrystal Heights bookstore browsing through the little used shelves in the back. I was interrupted by a jaunty whistle.

“Hello there,” said the whistler, a guy who had to be in his forties. An *old* guy.

“Hi,” I said.

“You’re a pretty little thing, aren’t you?” he said. “Perfect, because I’m feeling a bit stressed today and I need a bit of relaxation.

“Good luck with your search,” I said. “Sorry I can’t help you.”

“Ah, but you can,” he said. “Pull your pants down to your knees and drop to all fours, please.”

I slid my pants down my thighs and dropped to the floor. Something didn’t seem right, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. 

“Oh, you look delicious,” said the man, dropping his pants down his thighs and grabbing hold of his thick, already hard cock. He dropped to his knees right behind me.

A moment later I felt the fat head of his dick pushing into my lubricating pussy. He put a hand on my ass and I gasped as I was suddenly filled with cock.

“You’re a tight one,” the guy said approvingly. “This won’t take long at all.”

His round, heavy balls slapped against my clit as he stroked his thick shaft into my wet pussy again and again. My belly muscles twitched and jumped as my hips wriggled in response to his furious pumping.

Then he jammed his cock all the way inside me, his hips pressed against my ass as he unloaded deep inside me.

“Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhh…!” he said as he shot a hot torrent inside me. 

His balls finally emptied, he pulled his cock out of me with a wet squelch. He slapped me on my bare ass.

“Damn, that was good,” he said, putting away his cock and pulling his pants back up. “I hope you’re on the pill. That was a pretty massive load I just dropped. If not…well, I think the Dr.Spock books on infant and baby care are in the next aisle, and the Dr.Seuss books are in the front of the store in the children’s section.”

He got to his feet and adjusted his pants. Then he walked off whistling that jaunty tune again.

I stayed on all fours for another minute. Then I got to my feet and pulled my pants back into place.

I blinked. “What a strange guy,” I said. Then I went back to browsing the shelves. 

Until five minutes later when my eyes suddenly widened and I clapped my hand to my mouth, cheeks burning bright with embarrassment.

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