Sarah’s Guide to Good Fellatio

As soon as she had me inside, she rested her two hands down on her lap and just used her mouth. Her eyes stayed open, but tended to look straight ahead. She rhythmically bent forward and back from her waist, her mouth sliding to and fro along my shaft. It took no time at all until I was six inches long and as hard as a bone. Looking down, I could see that she was taking more than half of me inside her mouth with every plunge.

Her bum rested down on her shoes, so that I could see it pretty well. I enjoyed the view. At one point she moved her hands to the side of my thighs. Then in another minute they moved back to her lap again.

“Hmm hmm?” she asked me, still sliding up and down my shaft.

“No teeth,” I said. “It feels great.”

“Hmmmmmmm,” she purred.

We both were startled when a customer stepped into our row. It was an older woman who was lost. Sarah stopped pumping, but kept my cock in her mouth as she looked straight at the woman.

“Hmmm?” Sarah asked.

“Excuse me,” the woman said and stumbled away, obviously a bit shaken.

Wow! I thought to myself. This girl stops for nothing.

Sure enough, about twenty seconds later, the old woman returned. It was as if she’d just stepped away, but then her frustration at being lost had led to an inner resolve that would make HER stop for nothing. Bravely she stepped right into our aisle and came a bit closer. She had seen Sarah’s badge, I guess, so she looked right at her. 

She coughed to attract Sarah’s attention. “Excuse me,” she said.

Again, Sarah stopped pumping, but kept my cock in her mouth and stared right at this woman.

“Excuse me,” the old woman said again. “Do you work here?” she asked Sarah.

“Hmm hmm,” Sarah said, nodding happily.

“I’m looking for the Health Section and I can’t find anyone to help me.”

“Hmm,” Sarah said. Then she pointed and explained where it was. 

“Hmm hmm hmm hmm,” she said, showing 4 fingers and pointing again. 

“Four rows down?” the woman asked.

“Hmm hmm,” Sarah nodded, again pointing and showing four fingers.

“Thank you, Miss,” the woman said. “Sorry to disturb you.”

“Sarah just shrugged. “Hmm hmm hmm,” she said. 

“No problem,” I croaked breathlessly.

The old woman turned and left.

I looked down at Sarah who was staring up at me.

“Hmm hmm,” she said, her eyes twinkling.

Wow!

As if nothing had happened, Sarah resumed sucking me. She was one of those girls who really moves her head a lot when she blows a man. As she plunged to and fro into my crotch, her head tilted side to side, which felt really neat on my dick, since her tongue essentially was moving side to side with the tilting of her head. She also tended to tilt her head back as she slid into me, as if she was trying to see my belly button each time my cock hit the back of her throat. And, by this point, I could see that even more of my cock was disappearing into her mouth with each dive, so that I probably was ramming her throat a bit.

She pumped faster than some girls, but not so fast that it wasn’t very enjoyable. She also tended to give a little grunt each time my cock hit her throat, much like some women tennis players do each time they strike the ball. I thought it was cute.

She was going even a bit faster now. It was then that I turned my head and noticed that, at the far end of our book aisle, there was a floor to ceiling window. Since the store was officially closing, a steady stream of people was passing on the sidewalk right outside that window. And it seemed that all of them were looking inside to see us.
I almost told Sarah, but I certainly did NOT want her to stop. Besides, if anyone was going to complain about it, they probably already had. I half waited to be thrown out of the store.

Sure enough, about a minute later, a big burly guy about Sarah’s age popped his head around the corner. 

“Can you help Beth close up when you’re done here, Sarah?” he said calmly.

“Hmm hmm,” she said, still pumping. 

He smiled at me and left.

Finally I could hold it no longer. My body started to jerk uncontrollably. I instinctively grabbed the back of Sarah’s head and held her as jet after jet of hot splooge erupted from my pisser into her mouth.

She started to slow down her pumping. Soon she was sliding slowly back and forth along my cock, her lips so gentle that I could barely feel them. It was as if she was tickling my dick with a feather. But this was her mouth that was so gentle.

Ultimately she stopped pumping. Her mouth remained silent on my cock. Her eyes found mine. 

“Hmm?” she asked.

“That was wonderful,” I said sincerely.

“Hmm hmm,” she said appreciatively.

She didn’t let me slide out of her mouth for at least another minute or so. Slowly she started to slide back and forth along my shaft again. And then she slowed even more. Then stopped. Then swallowed, with my cock still in her mouth.

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmm,” she purred.

“Wow!” I said.

She held me in her mouth until I was completely soft before letting me slip out. Then she swallowed again.

“Any teeth?” she asked brightly, smiling up at me as she helped me with my belt and zipper again.

“No,” I told her.

“Do you still need that book?” she asked, still on her knees.

“No,” I answered. “I guess not.”

“Let me know if you ever need to look up fellatio again,” she said.

“You can bet your life I will,” I said.

She just laughed.

Since then, I HAVE ventured back into that store several more times. If Sarah is there, I stay. She’s always glad to see me. When she’s free she leads me back to the Love and Sexuality aisle to do a bit more research on fellatio.