The Sex-Shop

Literotic asexstories – The Sex-Shop by superukashaka,superukashaka
I’ve never been to a sex shop; I never understood what I could get from it, but my curiosity grew once a new sex shop appeared in my town.

It didn’t fit with the rest of the town, and I never saw anyone coming in or out of it. Unfortunately, my town is so prude that no one even dare talk about it.

I work at a diner on the town’s main road; every day, I walk back and forth from my parent’s house and pass it by. Its pink neon side is the only thing that announces what is behind that black door inside the red brick house. All windows were painted a deep black so you couldn’t see anything inside.

One day I had to stay late to cover for a friend. I was saving up to get out of this boring town, so I took any opportunity to make a few extra bucks. I was dead tired when I walked passed the black door, just as I had done every other day.

“Ri-Ring” I heard a bell sound coming from the door behind me. I turned around, curious about who was going to come out. No one did. Tentatively I walked towards the door and saw it was slightly open. A faded pink light was the only thing I could see. I walked up the three steps to peak inside. I could only glimpse a corridor of painted black walls and another neon side of an arrow pointing further inside.

I thought to myself, “What the hell.” I went inside.

After turning towards the path pointed by the arrow, I found myself at the front of the store. Its layout resembled any other store, but the shelves were filled with sex-related gear: Dildos, ropes, and various costumes hung from the wall. I took a perch of sultry lingerie, almost transparent. And put it back where it was embarrassed.

“Hi.” I heard from behind me. I let out a small embarrassed scream as I was caught off guard. I saw a beautiful girl behind the counter. She had long hair, except on one side of her head, which was almost completely shaved. She was wearing glasses and a small top that didn’t hide her brassiere, which was fighting to keep her tits in place. She was so pretty that it made me self-conscious. I knew I wasn’t ugly, but I was nowhere near her. My chest was plain, and I had to work hard to keep my ass in shape so I wouldn’t look like a plank. I was sure I had never seen this woman in this town.

“How can I help you.” She said, not reacting at all to my sudden yelp.

“Oh, nothing.” I stammered. “I was just curious.”

“Yeah.” She said knowingly. “That’s how it usually starts.” A crooked smile on her lips. “If you are curious, you should check the ‘special’ section in the back.”

“Special section?” I asked.

“Yep, that’s where we have our best gear and unique attractions. And after that, a small apparel section.

“Oh.” I said, “In for a penny, in for a pound.” I also needed some basics, so maybe I could do that here. “Is it. Do you know? Normal?”

“Yep.” She answered flatly.

“Ok. Sure. I’ll check it out.” I said after some thought.

“It’s right there. Behind the curtain.” She said, pointing to a bead curtain I could swear wasn’t there before. “Go on, and I’ll catch you on the other side to help you with anything you need.”

I thanked her and started my way towards the curtain. It looked like the rest of the store, only with more extreme gear. And the list of fetiches exposed was more extensive. Everything from BDSM to furry. And more.

It was incredible in its morbid way. On the back, I saw the only normal thing in the room, a bathroom sign and an arrow pointing to the woman’s apparel section of the store. I needed to take a pee, so I decided to go to the bathroom.

I saw there was only a single women’s door. There was not a male door anywhere I could see. I opened the door and was grateful to find it impeccably clean and well-illuminated.

I squatted on the toilet without touching the lid and did my thing. As I was washing my hands, I heard the top of the bathroom shut close. I let out my second scream of the night, which made me feel embarrassed. I then saw a hole in the wall next to the toilet. I knew that wasn’t there. I have even used that wall to maintain balance over the stall.

There was a strange energy emanating from the hole. It was perfectly circular. About two inches thick. What was it for? I couldn’t find an answer as I looked at the spot, stupefied.

Suddenly, a beautiful cock appeared through the hole. It was dark in color and was fully erected. This time, a gasp escaped from my mouth instead of a scream. The cock started to twitch up and down. It was impatiently waiting for something. It was waiting for me.

I don’t know if it was the context of the sex shop or that I have not been with a man for months, but I moved towards it instead of running away. I sat on the toilet stall; the cock was almost at my eye level, twitching in anticipation. I grabbed it with my right hand and slowly started to masturbate it.

The cock felt hard and hot in my hand. I increased the pace and thought it liked it, even if I couldn’t see the men who owned it. The thought of masturbating to a stranger turned me on, so I put my other hand on it to feel its warmth.

Suddenly, the cock moved forward, and its balls somehow went through the wall, now resting on my side. I moved my left hand towards them while continuing the handjob with my right.

Both my hands were having the right effect, and I saw some pre cum flowing from the tip. My mouth went dry when I saw the first drops coming out. I rubbed my thumb through the head, gathering up as much as possible, then instinctively put it in my mouth. I didn’t stop for one second to think about what I was doing.

I started to drool, and I couldn’t help moving my head towards the inviting cock. I swallowed its head in one move, tasting it fully. I moved my tongue all over it; then I started moving my head back and forward. Trying to take as much cock as I could in my mouth. I’ve never tried deepthroating a duck, but I was so horny I wanted to try. I choked the first time it hit the back of my mouth, but I didn’t relent. Streams of saliva were pouring down my mouth, helping to lubricate the cock in the process. I pushed through and managed to relax my throat enough to reach the cock pubes. My left hand had never released its balls. I clutched them tight with force, but I didn’t hear the owner complaining. With the dick still fully buried in my face, I pushed the balls towards me feeling them in my chin. Then, I could take out my tongue and lick them with some effort. I liked the feeling of these wrinkled sacks and wanted to taste them more.

I extricated myself from it, letting a massive drop of saliva and pre cum fall to the floor. I then lifted the cock to have better access to its balls and shoved them in my mouth. Moving from ball to ball, I sucked, licked, and even bit them. They were closely shaved and had a sour taste in my mouth.

Without noticing, my hand had traveled under my skirt, and I was masturbating freely as I sucked on these balls. Putting a finger inside me told me something I already knew. I was dripping wet. I went in deeper and felt an orgasm starting to grow. I felt the cock begin to pulse. I knew what was coming, and I knew where I wanted it. I lowered the head of the cock back to my mouth and prepared a landing with my tongue. I started to masturbate the cock with my hand as fast as possible. The first shot caught me by surprise. Fortunately, it hit the top of my mouth instead of the back, so I didn’t choke as I squeezed the remaining shots from within. My mouth was filled with cum. It felt hot and sticky. A thought ran through my mind as I opened the toilet to spill it inside. “I wonder what it tastes like?”

I turned my head to the place in the wall where I thought the eyes of the owner of the cock should be. I opened my mouth to show its contents, then swallowed it all. I opened my mouth again, offering how it was now devoided of its contents.

I laughed at my unseen naughtiness. The cock was slowly shrinking back, and I got a little disappointed that I didn’t got fuck by it.

As I turned to leave, I saw something that caught my eye. There was a new hole in the other wall. I looked at its blackness expectantly. Suddenly a new cocked appeared. It was a different color than before but just as gorgeous. I looked at my previous item of adoration and saw that the wall was once again wholly bare–no evidence of a hole ever being there. I touched the spot where I was sure I’d seen a dick and couldn’t find any fault in the wall.

After a shrug, I turned towards my new partner. It was twitching just as the one before. I wouldn’t miss my opportunity with this one, so I quickly got rid of my panties and hiked up my skirt. I turned around and grabbed the cock with my hand taking it directly to my wet pussy. As I bent over, I noticed it was at the perfect height to enter me. I played with it at my pussy entrance, using it as a brush. I could feel the heat of the cock hit as it touched my lips.

I carefully positioned it and gently moved back to insert it in my pussy. I continued moving very slowly, feeling how it stretched me out as it went in. Slowly, I managed to fit it all inside; I could feel the coldness of the wall in my buttocks. As I was moving forward to start again, I felt it roll back. I stood utterly still, feeling it slide back inside me. I still had my back to the wall when I felt the tip of the dick almost fall out, and as I tried to avoid that from happening, it started to move back in. I realized it wanted to be in charge of the fucking, so I let it continue.

Deep slow thrust persisted to come my way. I had my total weight pressed to the wall behind it, and as the cock slid in and out. I opened my shirt and started playing with my tits, and lowering my hand to my clit I began to masturbate, trying to get my orgasm going again. The dick started to move faster as the rate of my moans increased. I was so hot that I didn’t care if someone heard me. Maybe that beautiful employee was hearing me. Would she touch herself as she listened to my moans? Would she expose one of her huge breasts and squeeze her nipples? Were they big enough to reach her mouth so that she could suck her nipple?

All these naughty thoughts started to cross my head as the unrelenting fucking continued. I was very close to coming, so I began to say, and then screamed, “Please, please, please, oh God, yes, please, fuck me. Fuck me like yes;… Ahh…Yes…Yes, like that… Harder… Faster… Oh god… Harder… Ahhhh… Fuck… Oh fuck… I’m… I’m going to cum… I’m going to come… I’m going to come… Fuck… Fuck… Ahhhhhh… AHHHHHHH… I’M COMING… AH… AH…”

My orgasm was powerful; it felt like it had never been that strong. I could feel the walls of my pussy squeezing the cock so much it hurt. I would have said stop if it didn’t feel so good.

As my orgasm started to subside, I felt the cock pulsing, filling my cunt with a massive load of cum. It quickly removed itself from inside me, making me stumble forward. I promptly sat on the toilet to remove the cum inside me before it stained my clothes. This time I didn’t care about not touching the seat.

Once again, the hole and its cock had vanished from the wall. The cum dripping out of me stayed. So I knew I wasn’t completely crazy.

I was initially worried that I would have some damage on my pussy from the rough treatment it got from the cock, but as I sat on the toilet, I started to feel a pleasant soreness, so I figured I was ok. I pulled up my skirt and then went to the mirror. My face was a mess, with some droplets of cum on it. I cleaned myself as best as possible and went out of the bathroom.

I followed the women’s apparel side until I found it. It was just like any other woman’s store, only… It looked that the entire contents matched my taste. It even looked like some of the stuff came directly from my wardrobe. I grabbed a sweater just like the one I lent a friend a year ago and some skinny jeans like the ones I tend to wear when I go out.

The same pretty lady that greeted me in the front was behind the register. Only she was wearing a different outfit. She had changed into a sports bra that left her muscled stomach visible and what looked like yoga pants. She had her hair in a ponytail and carried a mischievous smile.

“Please, let me help you with that. Would you want to try them on before going?” She said.

“No. There’s no need. I know that’ll fit. Somehow..”

“Lovely. Did you enjoy our special section?”

“Err. Yes. More than I thought I will.” I replied. Not knowing how much she knew about what happened in the back.

She laughed and said, “I bet. There is more of that inside the ‘special’ section. If you are ever curious for more.”

“Oh, I don’t know. I don’t know if I’ll ever be back.”

“Sure, whatever you say.” She said, with a smile that told me she knew I was lying. “That would be $20.”

I gave her my money and left the store.

“I’m never going back to that store,” I whispered, then continued to lie to myself back home.