To this day, his abiding memory of her is of her mouth. Those luscious pouty lips, red and heavily glossed like how he imagined a wet and inviting cunt would look. Her serpentine tongue would peek and poke at the corners of her mouth, as though beckoning him inside. He still recalls standing slack-jawed in front of the magazine racks watching as she stood there behind the counter, in her tight white t-shirt (no bra, pert nipples, mouth-watering!) and Daisy Duke shorts, sucking slowly on licorice as though she were fellating it, or rolling chocolate-covered cherries between those ruby lips.
This one day, with an erection building in his school trousers, he picked up a copy of the Radio Times for his Dad and a Crunchie for himself, and nervously stood in front of her at the counter. She barely gave him a second glance, but instead continued to thumb through a copy of Cosmopolitan as she rung up his purchases in the till. He watched her mouth, imagined kissing those bright red lips. As a thousand teenage fantasies swirled in his mind, he saw her bite down into a cherry liqueur. A spurt of rich red liquid burst from her mouth, and began to run down the her chin. Inside his trousers, his prick jumped. Wordless and blushing, he dumped a handful of coins on the counter, turned, and practically ran all the way home. After dumping his dad’s magazine on the kitchen table, he bolted upstairs to the bathroom, and masturbated furiously, all the while picturing that drop of ruby red liquid that had dripped like blood from a vampire’s kiss.
Jupiter's Lair 
I love this!! I could picture the entire scene as I read through it, licorice, red lips and even down to the red juices running down her chin. Very well done.
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Thanks AC. I’m very glad that you enjoyed it 😀 🌼
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Mmm… I enjoyed this!
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Thanks, I’m pleased you liked it 💜
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Ah, young love…I mean “young lust”. There is nothing quite as uncontrolled and powerful.
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So true 💞
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Very descriptive. I am surprised he didn’t cum in his pants on the spot
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😆 I guess he had a lucky escape. I wonder if she would have even noticed if he had? And how she would have responded if she had? 🤔😮
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Ooo interesting proposition. Could have led to an event behind the counter 😉
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Great idea. I feel a sequel coming on! 🤔
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A hot lustful tale! I could imagine him just standing there, blushing and then running home, a slave to his lust!
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Thanks 😊
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Oh goodness, so vivid and sexy. Reminds me of a crush I once had on a guy in the record shop. It makes me cringe now to think of how obviously ‘mooning’ I must’ve looked.
You got it spot on though, and I loved all the British references from my teens! Brilliant Jupie xx
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