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Grocery Shopping...
Posted:Nov 24, 2019 11:20 pm
Last Updated:Oct 28, 2020 7:53 pm

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 trick 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.
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Just one of my fantasies...
Posted:Mar 7, 2017 10:30 pm
Last Updated:Oct 28, 2020 7:54 pm

You get a text in the afternoon, it reads "Go to the Hyatt at 7:00 PM. Ask for room 212."

You are excited at the prospect of an extra special rendezvous. Thoughts race through your mind. What should you wear? What should you expect? You text back, but get no reply. You are slightly apprehensive, but something inside tells you it will be well worth it.

You show up at the hotel promptly at 7:00 and go inside the lobby. Will you see me there in the lobby? You quickly scan the room, but see no one waiting. Maybe I am already in the room you think. Should you just go knock on the door? You walk up to the front desk where a young lady greets you.

"Hi, I have a room, I think. Number 212," you say with some apprehension in your voice.

"Yes," the clerk responds. I have a key for you and a package." She walks away to get the package. What could it be, you wonder. The text said nothing about a package. It must be a surprise. Just when your curiosity is piqued she returns. "Here it is," she says with some surprise in her voice. "It looks like a special package to me," she gives you a little wink and hands it over. You are a little embarrassed by her wink. Does she know something you don't?

The clerk hands you a small light box, exquisitely wrapped in shiny black foil paper with a blood red bow around it. There is a small card on top. You are too embarrassed to open it in front of her so you take the key and head upstairs. In the stairway you open the card. It reads, "Go inside room 212 and put this on." Now you are really curious. What could be inside the box? You carefully unwrap the box and look around to make sure no one is looking. As you open it, you see a beautiful black satin blindfold. You inhale deeply as a shudder moves down your spine. You certainly weren't expecting that. You look around again to make sure no one is looking at you. You are excited, but a little shy with the idea of meeting a man for the first time under such circumstances.

You walk down the hall to find room 212. You knock at first, not really expecting a reply. There is no answer so you insert the key and walk inside. There is nothing visible in the room; no suitcase, no clothes, just an empty room. Something catches your eye. There is a single rose sitting on a table next to the only chair in the room. You take a deep breath and your excitement begins to grow. On the rose there is a note. It reads, "Don't be scared. All your dreams will come true tonight. I will take good care of you." The tension in your body starts to relax. You feel comforted now, safe and desired. You decide to put on the blindfold and wait in the chair.

The silk blindfold stretches around your face tautly, but still comfortable. The silk feels like feathers on your skin and the hairs on your body stand up as you slide it down over your eyes. You sit patiently wondering what you should do. Just as you think you should get up, you hear a noise outside the door. A key turns in the lock and the door opens. You instantly sit up at attention, all your senses are tightly focused. You begin to worry for a second. What if it is the maid? This would sure be awkward if the maid walked in with towels right now.

"Who's there," you ask coyly?

There is no response at first. You hear some rustling in the room but you stay seated. You cannot tell who is there or what is happening. Just then you feel warmth breath on your neck. I bend down in front of you and whisper in your ear, "It's me. I am here for you." You inhale deeply as your skin becomes flushed. The excitement in you grows and can feel your heart pounding wildly in your chest.

You hear me move away from you and take off my jacket. "Stand up, please." There is a slight directness in my voice, but the "please" reassures you that you are respected and cherished. As you start to stand up, I grab your hand. I gently guide you towards the middle of the room. You see nothing, but this only heightens your other senses. My hand is very warm as it curls around yours. You smell the scent of a man's cologne. "You look beautiful," I say, and this relaxes you.

I let go of your hand and you stand there for a second. You start to clear your throat as you feel my hands around your shoulders. They move slowly down your arms to your wrists. They lift your arms up, over your head where you keep them. Next you feel my hands wrap gently around your waist and move up your now quivering abs. "You've taken good care of yourself baby", I whisper in your ear. "You have a very nice figure." You start to reply when my hands move up your chest and cup your breasts. Any words you had are quickly forgotten. You feel the tug of your blouse as I untuck if from your pants. Now you can feel the warmth of my hands on your bare skin as they run over you, exploring every delicate curve. Chills are running up and down your body. Your nipples harden and poke through your bra.

"Someone is excited," I remark as I run my hands under your blouse and over your bra. You can feel my fingers slowly circling around your firm nipples as they gently tug and pull them. You let out a small moan when I stroke them. "You're not the only one who is excited." I take your hand and guide it down to my pants where you feel a large bulge protruding. You cup the bulge with your hand and trace the outline of my cock under my pants. You can feel the shaft straining against my underwear, begging to be set free. My cock throbs in time with my heartbeat. Just then you feel my hands start to unbutton your blouse. One by one, your buttons release as your blouse loosens. Just before the last button is undone, you feel my hot lips against you neck. Warm delicate kisses shower you from your shoulder to your neck. Finally my lips join yours as you part them for my warm tongue. Our tongues flicker back and forth in a passionate dance. You wish you could see into my eyes right now, but it's even more exciting with the blindfold heightening your senses.

After what feels like an eternity of kissing, your last button lets go and the blouse falls from your body. My hands run up from your lower back and slowly unlatch your bra. You exhale deeply when the bra finally falls down to your feet. "I love your firm breasts." Suddenly you feel a warmth on your breast as my lips surround your nipple. You run my hands over my head and hold me to your chest as I gently suck. Waves of energy shoot through your body as my tongue swirls around. You are enjoying the sensation when something else catches your attention.

My hand now runs under the waist of your pants. I grab your ass under and pull you to me. You feel my hands cupping your ass. "Mmmm, very firm." I withdraw my hands and start to unbutton your pants. You shift your hips and they slide off around your ankles. "Let me get those off you." You lift your legs one by one as I remove your pants. "Now bend over the bed, baby." You place your hands down on the bed. You feel my fingers slowly work under the elastic in your panties. They gently slide off, leaving you completely exposed.

"I've been dreaming about this for a long time" I whisper in your ear. You stand there, bent over the bed patiently. You hear the rustling of clothes and then a warmth against your thighs. I press up to you from behind. You can feel my cock between your legs and you squeeze them around it. My hands slowly spread your legs apart. "Let's see how wet you are, my dear." You feel my hand work down your buttocks and slowly between your legs. You let out a gasp as my finger parts your lips and slips inside you. "Mmmmm, yes, you are nice and wet." I start with just the tip of my finger, but then you feel more slide into you. Soon I am all the way inside you. "Oh yes, you are definitely ready, I think." I withdraw them and you soon feel my wet fingers pressing gently against your lips. I don’t need to tell you what to you. You part your lips and take my sopping fingers into your mouth. Your tongue swirls around my fingers as the sweet, salty taste hits your tongue. “Clean them off for me,” I instruct you as I gently press you down on the bed.

"Oh God," you gasp when you feel the head of my cock enter you from behind. "Relax, this is what you have been waiting for," I reassure you. I stand there for a moment while you get used to the head of my cock inside you. You slowly push your hips back, sliding down further on my cock. "Oh yeah, come back to me," I say as you push all the way back against me. Our thighs are now touching as I am buried all the way inside you. We move back and forth in rhythm as my hands fondle your breasts. I hold you against me, lifting you off the bed. My hands run up and down your chest while my cock slides in and out. You wiggle your hips around trying to get every inch inside you. I work one hand down to your pussy and begin to play with your clit. I can feel the shaft of my cock sliding in and out of you. The wetness just gushes out. You reach for my hand and pull my finger to your mouth. You taste your wetness on my finger, "Mmmm, I taste good."

"Let's try a bigger taste, shall we?" You feel the pressure release from your belly as I pull my cock out of you. I sit you down on the bed facing me. "Open your mouth for me." You open your mouth as I lay the head of my cock down on your tongue. You feel the ridge of my head as you swirl your tongue around it. "Oh yeah, that's it," I moan. You close your lips around my cock and slowly pull me inside your mouth. The taste is sweet and my cock smells like hot sex. "Hey now, don't take it all," I say as I stand you up and bend you back over the bed.

"Let me try some of that!" My hands spread your ass as my tongue laps at your pussy from behind. "Mmmm, you're right. You do taste good." My tongue slowly moves up and down your lips before dipping inside you. "Mmmmmmm!!" My tongue flicks back and forth over your clit, sending pulses of ecstasy through you. Just when you think you are about to cum, I stand back up. You feel the pressure again as my cock sinks all the way into you. You cannot take any more and begin to spasm wildly when my balls rub against your throbbing clit. You scream out as a massive orgasm shakes your whole body. I cannot hold out any longer. You feel my cock swell inside you as the pulses begin. You feel pulse after pulse shooting inside you, filling you up. Our warm sex juices run down your leg as we both scream in passion.

We lay down on the bed together, our bodies relaxed and exhausted. You feel my hands on your face as I slowly remove the blindfold. The room is dimly lit, but it still take your eyes a few seconds to adjust. When your eyes finally focus, you realize that you are staring deeply into my eyes. It's like a lifetime of passion hitting you all at once. We kiss like desperate lovers before falling asleep in a passionate embrace.

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