The first time he ever saw Brittany, she was standing in the bookstore reading a magazine, and what really did it was the fact that he caught a glimpse of her turquoise panties peeking out the top of her jeans that showed off her beautiful round ass. Not one to usually hit on women in bookstores, he suddenly had this urge welling up inside and he quickly realized that this stranger, this hot young gal, was turning him on. Before he knew it, he was fully erect and his hard cock was pressing out from inside his pants. She was young with brown hair and she had a pair of enormous tits that he couldn’t stop imagining how they felt. In fact, he was quite surprised at himself for standing there, looking at her, studying her curves, wondering how her smooth skin felt were he to run his palms, his fingers, over her warm flesh, exploring her, tasting her with his tongue, he couldn’t stop these dirty thoughts and this turned him on even more.
When she looked up from her magazine and saw him looking at her, he was fantasizing about kissing and tonguing her neck while his hands palmed her breasts under her shirt, right there in the bookstore. What surprised him most, though, was that she gave him that look that said she knew exactly what he was thinking about, and he saw her eyebrow raise just slightly, just ever so much before turning her back on him. The blood in his cock was racing now, that’s when she returned the magazine to the bottom shelf, bending her ass in the air. He almost exploded right then and there when he saw her give a little look over her shoulder, looking at himlooking at her ass, there for the taking, in the perfect position, grab it. They locked eyes for a second and he felt she was saying, “Well?”
He sauntered over behind her just ever so slightly letting his hard cock brush against her ass, both of them in the confines of their pants, and she didn’t move. She bent back up, putting her in a position where his lips were on the back of her head, her back in his chest, her bottom pressing nicely into his erection, the erection she knew she’d given him. Then she was off, down the aisle, out the door, never looking back. This would not do, and he was off after her.
It was only outside the bookstore, on the sidewalk near the coffee shop that he caught up to her, taking her by the arm almost stopping her to spin her around.