I met the most perfect girl in a THC shop just outside of Dallas TX.
Work has been stressful for the past year since the new owners moved in and started changing processes. They decided to cut half of middle management, overhaul all SOPs and hire an all new sales staff. What they accomplished was losing a wealth of knowledge, decreasing productivity and at the same time increasing production demand. Instead of stressing out and losing sleep over it, I decided to take advantage of the newly passed laws regarding THC usage in the state of TX.
I’ve been passing a head shop for a few years, that’s close to the spa that I visit for massages, but I’d never gone inside. A few months ago I decided to stop in and learn a little bit about what they do and what they offer The store has good employees that know more about THC than I could ever imagine. They’re all very helpful and accommodating. I always look forward to visiting, especially when Hannah is working.
For me to describe Hannah is almost a waste of time. No one will really understand how unbelievably sexy she is from a brief de***********ion written in a naughty short story by an amateur writer. I will take my time and I’ll do my best, but only seeing is believing and I can’t guarantee that your interactions with Hannah will be the same as mine.
The first time I saw Hannah, I was pumping gas at a nearby gas station. I watched her cross through the strip mall on foot and couldn’t take my eyes off of her. What I saw was a petite frame, with unbelievably thick, beautiful curly brown hair that came halfway down her back. She was wearing a well fitted pair of designer joggers and a t-shirt that hugged her subtle curves. She’s barely 5’ tall and maybe 100 lbs. I couldn’t tell much about her face and skin from the distance, but I knew that if there was ever a woman that evolved from fairies, it was her.
A few weeks, maybe a month or 2 after that, I went into the shop and was pleasantly surprised to see Hannah up close after the first sighting. She was wearing jogging pants again this day. They were riding low on her hips and I was able to get a nice view of her hip bones and abs. Her little t-shirt stopped just above the bottom of her ribcage and was tight enough to show every curve without being too provocative and gaudy. I can’t think of a time that I every saw such perfect pale ivory skin. There wasn’t a blemish, a hair, a scar or tan line. Her waist was tiny enough that I could have put my hands around her and touched my fingers together in front and back. She had only the slightest curve to her hips and bottom. Her breasts were just big enough to give definition to her shirt, but not large enough to need a bra. Hannah wasn’t wearing a bra that day, and I could faintly make out the shape of her nipples under her shirt. Her nipples weren’t hard, they were just a little more defined than the rest of her breasts.
Hannah noticed how hard I was looking and gave me a teasing glare and pulled her hair forward to cover her chest, but it only made her more enticing. We finished our transaction and I left, at the same time kicking myself for not asking her name.
As the weeks went on, I would pop in to see what was new, restock sleep aids and just enjoy how sweet and pretty Hannah was. She was always very professional and helpful, but I started to get the feeling that she enjoyed how much I looked at her when I was in the shop. Since there is an age difference and since this was a place of business, I never said anything forward and only enjoyed the eye candy as much as I could without staring.
One evening after work, I decided to stop in and get a drink to help me relax on the drive home. Hannah, who normally wore athletic clothing, was wearing her typical little jogging pants with a somewhat skin revealing shirt. As we chatted she asked me if she could ask kind of a strange question. I prepared myself for a sob story about her needing money for whatever and I did a mental count of how much money I had in my wallet. These conversations are typical of Dallas and the outskirts of the city, so I wasn’t surprised that I was being hit up for money, but I was surprised that she would do so at her job. As much as I’d enjoyed ogling her body, I had no problem donating the $40 I had on me to whatever she needed. Fortunately, what she was asking for was not money.
Hannah told me that she was having some trouble with her boyfriend being attentive to her physical needs and would not try new things. She said that she wanted an unbiased opinion and felt like I would tell her the truth. She told me that she’d recently watched some porn online where the guy was eating the girls ass and it turned her on. When she asked her boyfriend, he told her that he would never do that because he considered it disgusting.
I explained to Hannah that I was definitely not unbiased about ass eating and told her of similar situations that I was in, where I wanted to lick my girl’s ass but that she thought that it was gross. We spent a few minutes exchanging stories of things that we liked and disliked romantically and lamenting how vanilla our partners were. After a few minutes of this, Hannah looked at me sternly.
“You sound like the kind of guy that would spend his days worshiping ass if you got the chance, “ she said.
I agreed with her and explained that I had a submissive streak and had always enjoyed dating women that were dominant and enjoyed face sitting.
“Well, I’m not your dom, Mel, but if you want, you can go into the office and in between customers, you can spend your evening with your face between my cheeks.”
I knew that there was no other choice. She’d always had a sweet but confident personality, but she’d switched quickly into a sweet but pushy little kitten.
“Go on,” she charged me, pointing at the door to the little office behind the counter. A customer was coming in and she had no more time for chatting. I went into the office and sat in the chair at the little desk. I could hear her helping the other customer since the shop was so small. When she finished, she came to the door and smiled.
“Ready?” she asked. I certainly was. She pulled the door closed to give us some more privacy and turned her back to me. She unlatched the top half of the door from the bottom and swung the top half open so she could see into the shop.
“OK, it is a little before 6 now and the shop closes at 8. It shouldn’t be too busy on a weeknight, so for the rest of the night, I want you to spend as much time worshiping my ass as possible. You gotta leave at 8 though so I can close the register and go home.”
She took out her phone, leaned against the bottom half of the door and stood still for a few seconds.
“Tick-tock,” she said glancing back at me. “You are going to do all the work. I’m going to watch videos and text my girlfriends and relax. If you do a good job, I will let you do this a few times a month. Don’t ask questions, just get to work.”
I immediately moved to the floor and started kissing her back, enjoying the little muscles where her back joined her hips. I could hear from her phone that she as texting and looking at social media. I pulled her jogging pants down slowly, being careful not to pull her panties down at the same time. When I got her pants halfway down her thighs, she grabbed them and told me that they had to stay on in case a customer came in. I moved my kissing down to the tiny globes of her bottom peeking out of her little cotton panties. I pushed my face into her cheeks and enjoyed the soft cotton on my face and the smell of her soap, sweat and pussy juices. She reached back and pressed my head deeper into her ass for just a second then returned her attention to her phone.
I deliberately moved slowly and left her panties on so I could enjoy the unveiling little by little. I kissed the small of her back, the back of her legs and bit into her perfect flesh just enough to enjoy the tautness of her young skin. I rubbed my face over her covered ass cheeks and let my hands explore the skin of her perfect flat belly and perfect near-flat chest.
She was starting to warm up more and was swaying her hips back and forth and occasionally pressing my face harder onto her little bottom. I slid her panties down a little and exposed a few inches of her adorable little crack. I snuggled my nose into it and started with my first eager licking of her perfect body.
She exhaled heavily when I really started getting into the long teasing, digging licks into her ass cheeks. I exposed a little more of her ass and dug my tongue deeper.
“oh no…,” she whimpered and snatched her jogging pants up as a customer walked into the store. I held her hips and bit at her cheeks playfully as she addressed the unknowing customer. She pushed me away and slid around the door without fully opening it and exposing what we were doing.
She finished her sale and came back into the office. She immediately dropped her pants back to where they were but left her panties in place. She leaned against the bottom half of the door again and whispered to me “Let’s start over, that felt so good, “ but I couldn’t wait. I was so horny from tasting her skin that I had a wet pre-cum spot in my pants.
I left her panties pulled up to her hips, but slid the bottom to the side and forced my wide open mouth fully into her her ass cheeks that I had spread apart with my hands. I had completely enclosed her tight little asshole and taint with my lips and was licking and sucking her body like a wolf devouring a meal. She had a handful of my hair within seconds and was trying to push me as deep into her ass as possible. Her other hand was working her clit and her angelic little face was supporting her on the bottom half of the door.
“Stop, stop, stop,” she begged after a few minutes, turning around, “I can’t take anymore!’ she exclaimed, holding her crotch. She wiped the wetness of her orgasm with the tips of her fingers and pushed her fingers in my mouth. She ran her fingers though my hair and kept wiping her fluids on my lips until her orgasm had subsided and all of her juices had been cleaned up.
“I’ll for sure be texting you later this week when I work alone again. You better be free.” she smiled down at me, straightening my hair.
We spent the rest of the night with me gingerly kissing her ass and licking her asshole, but she kept pushing me away if I got too eager. She was just enjoying the sensation of having a slave doting on her ass while she talked on the phone or did paperwork. As the clock approached 8 she instructed me to lay down on the floor for the last orgasm of the night.
“I know the agreement was ass eating, but you’re going to eat this kitty before you go.” She sat gently on my face, in a reverse cowgirl position, found a good spot to get her clit the maximum attention and rolled her hips and crushed my mouth with her body until she started shuddering and creaming on me again.
On my way out, she handed me a new THC soda that they had just started selling and told me it was on the house as she pushed me out of the front door, locking it behind me.