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Grocery Shopping...  

zippy4815 54M  
3 posts
11/24/2019 11:20 pm
Grocery Shopping...


After a long hard day at work she found herself in the produce section of the grocery store. She was hosting her book club party this weekend and wanted some healthy snacks. Two aisles over she saw a man staring at her, but she tried not to notice. Maybe it was just her imagination. She was tired and dressed in formal work attire. The last thing she expected was a man’s overt attention in the grocery store.

She fumbled nervously though the salad kits. Was he still watching her? She didn’t want to look. Glancing over her shoulder, she pretended to search for a bag.

He was gone. In her mind she was relieved, but somewhere deep down inside she felt slightly disappointed. She wasn’t used to that kind of attention anymore. It had been years since men actively pursued her, at least that’s what she thought. Customers flirted with her at work, but she always assumed they were just playing around.

She was startled by a presence at her side. “Excuse me, ma’am.” She jumped ever so slightly as the stranger approached from the other side. There was nothing terribly handsome about him. Honestly her first reaction is that he looked like her high school chemistry teacher. In his hand was a single honeydew melon. “I know there’s some<b> trick </font></b>to picking a good melon, but I’m not really sure what it is.”

She remained silent for what felt like an eternity. A simple phone search could tell you how to pick a melon. Was he coming on to her? Why her of all people? She had seen at least two women in their twenties flaunting their firm asses in skin-tight yoga pants. Here she was in a plain silk blouse and black skirt which fell below her knees. She still had on her pantyhose from work which were starting to get uncomfortable.

“Well,” she said, “if you’re looking for a ripe melon to eat right away, gently tap it to see if it sounds hollow.”

The man rapped the melon with his fingers in a slow deliberate fashion. “It sounds pretty good to me so far.”

“Next,” she said, “you want it to have a slightly wrinkled texture.” For some unexplained reason she reached out and ran her hand over the melon to demonstrate. As she did this, he placed his hand firmly on top of hers.

“Yes, this one feels pretty good to me. I believe there’s something about smelling the melon isn’t there?” He bent his head down and inhaled deeply. “This one smells very sweet to me.”

As the words left his mouth, a chill ran down her spine. She was sure he would see the goosebumps on her arm. “I think you’ve found a ripe one,” she replied coyly. At this point she had no idea what she was doing. Was this just innocent flirting? Would he give her his number? Would she even take it?

“Follow me,” he said as he walked away slowly. He glanced over his shoulder to see if she was in tow.

She stood there motionless. On the one hand she wanted desperately to see what would happen, but would she feel guilty when it was all over?

The man never looked back again. He walked slowly, but deliberately. There was a confidence in his stride. He knew she would follow. She may not have known it yet, but that die was cast the minute his hand touched hers. She had to see where this would lead. She abandoned her cart, grabbed her purse, and headed off to follow him.

As she rounded the corner down the hallway to the restrooms, she lost sight of him. The door to the family restroom closed shut. Had he gone in there? It wouldn’t make a difference she told herself. If someone else was in there they would lock the door. The door! The door knob turned as she pushed down on it. At first she didn’t see anything in the restroom. As the door shut she was startled to see him behind it.

“Be a good girl and lock the door. You don’t want anyone coming in on us do you?” She dutifully locked the door and turned back to glance at him. “Turn around and face the wall. I’m going to give you what you need.”

Her first reaction was one of surprise. He didn’t know her. He certainly wouldn’t know what she needed. If he knew the slightest thing about her he would know how out-of-character this was. She sometimes had fantasies about strangers, but never expected them to come true. She could count on one hand the number of times she’d had sex in the three years and it was always straight missionary. She had no idea what he had in mind. She certainly wasn’t lying down on this floor.

“Turn around and put your hands on the wall.” His voice was more forceful this time. As she started to raise her arms, his powerful hands wrapped around her wrists. “You know you want this. Just let yourself go and enjoy the moment.” He stretched her arms out to the wall and laid her bare palms on the tile. This was certainly no high school chemistry teacher she thought to herself.

Her body squirmed as his hands ran off her shoulders. He caressed her sides down to the small of her back. Using his weight and size, he pushed her against the wall. She fought against him for a moment, but soon relented. There was no point in resisting him nor did she want to.

She felt her blouse pulled out from under her skirt as his hands ran underneath. He stroked her soft belly and cupped her breasts with a firm grip. She took one hand away from the wall and began to unbutton her blouse. She only made it through two buttons before he grabbed her arm. “You don’t listen well. I told you to keep your hands on the wall.” He placed one hand on top of the other and used his hand to hold them in place. Her delicate hands were enveloped by his as he held her motionless in place.

Suddenly her blouse grew taut as he pulled it off to one side. Buttons flew through the air with the sound of ripping silk. How would she explain this, she thought? She tried to remember if she had any gym clothes in the car when she felt his hand on her chest. With his free hand he pulled down her bra. He didn’t bother to unhook it as animal passion overtook his senses.

Her nipples were already swollen and erect before he touched them. He ran his fingers over one, flicking it up and down. He closed his finger around it and tugged it to the side. She gasped in excitement as his grip grew firmer. Her hips started swaying as that familiar itch grew down below. She had gotten used to her own touch, but this was so much more fulfilling.

Holding her hands firmly to the wall, she felt his warm breath behind her ear. “Now the fun starts, he laughed” Waves of both pain and pleasure hit her when his mouth clamped down on her neck. How was she going to hide the mark, she feared. She moaned loudly as his teeth let go and his tongue traced down her neck.

His strength easily overpowered her as he pushed her whole body against the wall. She inhaled deeply as her nipples touched the cold tile. A quick moment of pain was soon eclipsed by waves of pleasure from the intensity of the sensations emanating from her breasts. He pulled her skirt down and left it wrapped around her ankles. She felt his knee between her thighs as he slowly spread them apart.

“We won’t be needing these,” he mused as he pulled her pantyhose down to her feet. Having worked a full day in the office, her hose were already warm and moist before this all started. By now they were positively soaked and steaming in the cold air of the restroom. The aroma of sex soon permeated the room. “Looks like someone’s pretty excited after all.”

What happened next she’ll never forget. Her legs, tangled in her skirt, strained as he spread them apart. She heard the sound of his zipper as he interlocked his fingers with hers against the wall. The first sensation was that of his cock running though her pubic hair. Had she expected anything like this she would have trimmed beforehand. The warmth of his cock spread her lips apart, as he ran it back and forth between her thighs. She couldn’t tell how large he was, but she felt the head of his cock move several inches past her clit.

She angled her hips back to meet him when she felt a sensation like never before. She screamed out as his head moved inside her. He was huge! My god he was huge! Inch after inch slid inside her until she felt his balls between her legs. Her favorite jelly dildo was at least 9”, but is was nothing compared to what she felt inside her at that moment. She bit her lip as he slowly pulled his massive cock back out of her before thrusting even deeper this time.

She had never felt sensations like this before. She had never been with a man large enough to take her in this position. It felt as though his cock itself was pinning her to the wall. They moved back and forth together, her nipples bouncing off the cold tile wall as her breasts swayed to the rhythm. In this position, his cock hit her in that magical spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Each thrust of his cock practically lifted her off her feet as his hips hit her soft bottom. His hand grasped her breast as it swayed and tugged her nipple hard to the side. She moaned in pleasure as the first orgasm racked her exhausted body. His thrusts grew harder and soon she felt he cock swelling inside her. She screamed out loud as the next orgasm hit and his hand wrapped around her neck. She could feel his cock pulsing inside her. Warmth flooded her belly as he groaned and pulled her head back, sinking his tongue into her mouth. He kept going until a third orgasm hit. If he weren’t holding her to the wall, her knees surely would have buckled at this point.

She could feel the warm cum running down her legs to the hose around her ankles. He stood there for several minutes deep inside her, enjoying the warmth her warm pussy provided. She felt his massive cock relax as it slowly pulled out of her.

“Are you telling me you didn’t need that?” He whispered into her ear. As he released her hands from the wall, she stumbled before falling back against him. “Take it easy there, darlin’. You better catch your footing.” The stranger zipped up his pants, washed his hands, and started to head out the door.

“I normally do my grocery shopping after work on Thursdays,” she called out to him.

“Well, I do enjoy a nice ripe melon from time to time.” And with that he was out the door. She cleaned up as best she could, pulling up her hose and skirt and trying to gather her buttons. Her legs were weak and she had to grab the sink for support. She was exhausted and sore, but never happier. She looked out the door to make sure no one was watching before heading out. She never looked at grocery shopping the same way again.

Clairew1959 64F
14 posts
12/8/2019 4:21 pm

Another wonderful addition. It does get the juices flowing and tingles running through your body.


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