Bookstore Goth
I first met the goth girl in the horror section of the local bookstore in early October. She had shoulder-length hair that was three-fourths black starting at the bottom and dark red at the top.
The outfit that she wore consisted of black sneakers, jeans and t-shirt. Unlike most goths, she wasn’t rail thin but of average weight for a woman that stood at five feet and ten inches. She was also much older than most goths and I placed her age around thirty.
I tried to act casual but seeing a goth girl in south central Kansas was unusual to say the least. I picked up the latest Stephen King book and started to read the cover.
“He is so overrated,” she suddenly said. “You need to check out the Anita Blake series by Linda Hamilton.”
“I have read the entire series,” I said as I put the book back on the shelf.
We then launched into a twenty minute conversation about the erotic vampire hunter series. She told me that her name was Lilith and I introduced myself as Louis. We both got a big chuckle from our names because her name was associated with a succubus while mine was associated with a vampire. Thankfully, neither of us looked like them.
I invited her back to my studio apartment with the pretense of letting her look over my book collection. I had mostly horror books stacked everywhere and we spent the rest of the afternoon talking about them. When evening came, I suggested she stay and I fixed a simple supper for the two of us.
Lilith thanked me after supper by giving me a kiss. I had never met a bookstore goth before and I found myself yearning for her. I took her hand and led her to my bedroom. We kissed again before we stripped off each other’s clothes and climbed on the bed.
I kissed her throat before biting the skin gently and without breaking the skin. She gasped before I moved away from her throat to engulf a nipple. I eagerly sucked the rosy bud until it grew hard in my mouth. After sucking it for a few minutes, I switched my mouth to the other nipple and made it just as hard.
I ran my tongue down her belly and through the jungle of her pubic hair. Lilith gasped again as I probed her vagina with my tongue. She grew wetter with each thrust and her clitoris grew harder. I engulfed her little bundle of nerves and sucked it hard before biting it gently.
I entered her vagina with my swollen shaft. I fucked the bookstore goth until we both climaxed together.
Jamdin