Mia slammed the book shut and shoved her hand down her panties right there in the back room of the bookstore. The latest smutty novel had her soaked, the kind with pages full of women getting bent over and fucked raw by strangers who didn't ask twice. Her fingers slid through her wet pussy lips and she rubbed her clit hard, biting her lip to stay quiet. She was supposed to be closing up, but the story had her dripping and she couldn't stop.
The bell over the front door jingled. Mia yanked her hand out and wiped it on her jeans, heart pounding. It was Jake, the regular who always bought the dirtiest paperbacks. Tall, rough hands, the kind of guy who looked like he could throw her down without effort.
"Store's closed," she said, voice shaky.
He held up the book he'd left earlier.
"Forgot this. Saw the light on." His eyes dropped to her flushed face and the way her nipples poked through her thin shirt. "You reading that filth again?"
Mia didn't answer. She just stared at the bulge already growing in his jeans. The novel was still open on the table behind her, a page describing a woman getting her mouth fucked until she gagged. Jake stepped closer.
"Show me what you were doing back here."
She hesitated one second, then shoved her jeans down and kicked them off. Her panties followed. She spread her legs and pushed two fingers inside her cunt, pumping them while he watched. "This," she said. "The book made me do it."
Jake unzipped and pulled out his thick cock. "Keep going. Don't stop till I tell you."
Mia fingered herself faster, juices running down her thigh. Jake stroked himself slow, watching every thrust of her hand. When she moaned loud, he grabbed her hair and pushed her to her knees.
"Open that mouth. Suck it like the sluts in those books."
She took him deep, gagging when his cock hit the back of her throat. Spit ran down her chin while he fucked her face, hips snapping forward. Mia moaned around his shaft, one hand still rubbing her clit because she couldn't help it. The smutty novels had trained her for this exact moment.
He pulled out and hauled her up, spinning her around to bend over the table. The open book was right under her face. Jake kicked her legs apart and shoved his cock straight into her pussy in one hard thrust. Mia cried out, gripping the edge of the table as he started pounding her. Every slap of his hips against her ass echoed in the small room.
"Fuck, you're tight," he growled. "These books got you all worked up for real cock."
He fucked her rough, one hand fisting her hair to hold her down against the pages. Mia pushed back to meet every stroke, her cunt clenching around him. She came hard, legs shaking, but Jake didn't stop. He kept driving into her, deeper and faster, until she was babbling nonsense and begging for more.
He flipped her onto her back on the table, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and slammed back inside. The angle made her see stars. He reached down and rubbed her swollen clit while he fucked her, forcing another orgasm out of her. Mia's screams bounced off the walls.
When he was close, he pulled out and stroked himself over her stomach, shooting thick ropes of cum across her skin. Mia lay there panting, covered in it, the smutty novel still open beside her head.
Jake tucked himself away and smirked. "Same time tomorrow. Bring the next book."
Mia nodded, already reaching for the novel again as he left. Her pussy still throbbed, already hungry for round two. The stories had started it, but now she needed the real thing every night.
