The things that happen in the fruits and veggies isle at the grocery store

She stammered something about wanting something.

That was all I needed to hear. I scooped up one more gob of love juice, applied it to my hard cock and positioned myself at the opening of her ass.

Encouraged by her backward movement, I pushed forward making little progress at first. She groaned. I pushed again, this time feeling my cock head squeeze partway in.
Oh God, was she tight. I wondered if this was her first anal experience.
 
As he entered me, I lost my breath. My stomach turned to jelly and my legs felt like they would just disintigrate. There was resistance at first, then I opened up a little for him to go in further. I heard him gasp at the tightness meeting his engorged cock. I closed my eyes. Lost in the sensations coursing thru me. I had never gone quite this far anally. Fingers yes, just heads of cocks, but I always chickened out before any real action happened. But I was so hot for him. I wanted to feel him in me. As he pulled back and pushed foward again, I pushed my ass backward hard, and he imapaled me. All I said was, "I want all of you. NOW. HARD"
 
She insisted that I fuck her fully. I had been hesitant to give it all to her too quickly for fear of hurting her, but...

I drove my swollen cock deeply into her bowels. The tightness if her sphincter muscles gripping my cock was intense. I pulled out and drove it home again. She screamed out with a combination of pleasure and pain. I again withdrew almost the full length of my cock and slammed in into her again, this time as far as it would go.

I grabbed a handful of her hair as I fucked her asshole like a crazed animal.

"You like that don't you ?" I asked her. "You like it rough."

My cock pounded in and out of her anus. Sliding most of the way out, only to be slammed back in. This was definitely the hottest woman I'd ever been with.
 
yes, I do like that...

he slammed into me brutally, and it felt wonderful Pleasure is sometimes more pleasing when mixed with a little pain. He was gripping my hair, pulling my head back and shoving his dick as far as it would go up my ass. And I was loving it. He said, "you like that, you like it rough don't you." I was engrossed in the tempest swirling about me. He was fucking me so good. I gritted my teeth as I slammed my ass back into him as he rose to meet me. "Yes, you son of a bitch, I like it, I like it rough, is that all you've got to give me?" And then he showed me.
 
Her comment spurred me on. I rose over her, getting a better angle of attack and drove my cock at least 3 inches deeper into her sweet ass.

"How's that, bitch ?", I growled, "Is that deep enough for you ?"

As I fucked her, I reached around and pinched her nipple roughly. She screamed out with pleasure/pain. I continued fucking her as hard as I could, pulling her hair and torturing her nipple with my hands.

I knew it wouldn't be long before we both came again. I could feel the familiar sensation starting to build deep within me. God, part of me wanted to cum so badly, but another part wanted this to last forever.
 
My comments had the desired effect. He started really fucking me. He was pinching my tits, and hammering into my ass. I was rubbing my clit with my free hand, the other keeping me from falling over. He was holding my hair, pulling my head back. I was almost faint from the arousal.

I wanted to him to spank my ass while he was fucking me. I didn't want to say those words though, I felt kind of silly. So instead I said, "Hey big guy, is that all you can do? Can't you make it any better than that?" I reached behind me and slapped the cheek of his ass. I heard him chuckle. He kept slamming into me, and I knew it was going to get even better, and that was going to be tough, because this, man, this was incredible.....
 
This woman was on fire. I was slamming my cock into her, pulling her hair and pinching her nipples. To my amazement, she wanted more. I got the hint when she reached back and slapped herself on the asscheek.

Viewing her actions as an invitation, I released her nipple and smacked her on the ass. She yelped and begged for more.

The slap had lit another fire and uncovered another layer to her. She started telling me what a bad girl she was and how much she needed to be punished.

I was more than happy to play daddy for her.

"You know what I do to bad girls," I growled, sliding my most of the way out before driving it back in with incredible force. I followed this with a sharp smack on the ass. Each spank brought forth another string of apologies for being bad, acconpanied by a promise to be good from now on.
 
He got the hint. oh, I wanted it. He punished me, he made me feel like I was on fire. I was getting ready to cum. I could tell. I was letting go of all of my inhibitions on this night. It had been locked up inside of me for so long. Repressed to make a good impression at work, for all those Asshole guys to take me serioulsy, not just humor me cause I was a sexy woman.

"Yeah, baby, thats it, just a little more, a little harder, please, almost there..." I begged between apologies. He was dripping sweat on to my back, and my own sweat was rolling off of me. His truck smelled of sex and sweat, It was incredible. He was breathing hard, and I could feel the tenseness in his legs. I think he was almost there. I hoped that this wouldn't end abruptly after this, but beggers couldn't be choosers could they?
 
She was pressing all the right buttons, playing to the side of me that likes to be in control. Her apologies for "being a bad girl" drove me over the edge.

My cock began exploding deep within her bowels. Surge after surge of hot spunk shot into her.

"There you go, bitch," I yelled, driving my cock wildly into her ass, "take my load."

I pulled her hair and continued to slap her firm ass. I could tell that she loved being fucked hard. I was going to make her happy. I slammed forward, unloading my balls into her with each forward thrust.
 
I started quivering. My orgasm was intense. I could feel his balls trembling against my ass. His dick throbbed in my tight ass. I could feel him losing his cum into me. I was racked by my own orgasm. I had to catch my breath, and I could feel my stranger lover's breath, harsh, matching mine. I collapsed. I had never been thru anything quite that spectactular. I wondered how he was doing after that hard workout...
 
My orgasm subsided. I had never had a sexual experience as intense as this. What would happen next. Would we part, never to see each other again or would we arrange to meet again.

I pulled my placid penis from her anus. We both started gathering our clothes.

I had to try to see her again.

"Would you like to come over to my place and spend the night ?", I asked hesitantly.
 
In that more than awkward moment after having sex with a complete stranger, we fumbled in the night for our clothing. I handed him his shoe, and he pulled my t-shirt out from under him, and handed it to me.

I was smiling a little, because the experience would have unbelievable if I hadn't just lived it. Then he asked me if I wanted to go to his place. I smiled deeper. I looked at him, his handsome face, his hair tousled, and sweaty. Tomorrow was Saturday, I didn't have to be back to the office till Monday....."Sure, but first, whats your name?" I ask.
 
"Oh, yeah," I laugh. We had become so intimate, that it seemed impossible that we didn't even know each other's name.

"My name is Greg, what is yours ?"

As we spoke I noticed how incredibly beautiful she really was. My passion had blinded me to her breathtaking goodlooks, but know I was seeing her clearly and I loved what I saw.

She had the classic high-cheeks of a fashion model. Her lips were full and pouty. And those eyes, oh yeah !!

I told her that I was a computer programmer and amateur photographer. I gave her a brief synopsis of my youth and my education as I put my clothes back on. It was strange to be covering this material after having wild sex with a woman. This formality usually preceded sex. But, she listened attentively, as I did when her turn came to introduce herself to me.
 
"My name is Lia" I said as I stuck my hand out. I listened to him tell me about himself, and I was able to discern that this was an intelligent man, who was incredibly sexy, not to mention, good in bed, or should I say truck? I told him that I worked as senior vice president in acquistions for a national company. I told him about my college days, and my fight to be recognized as a peer amounst the men in business, and what a difficult job that was. I leaned over and kissed him and asked, "What sort of pictures do you take Greg?"
 
"I specialize in nature photography," I answered, "but I would love to photograph you. You are such a beautiful woman."

Her intelligence and accomplishments impressed me. I realized that this woman was not only incredible in bed, but I could hold a conversation with her. I loved independent women.

We finished putting on our clothes and climbed back into the front seat. I couldn't wait to take her back to my place. I felt that we had only scratched the surface of our brief "relationship". I was looking forward to the surprises that I knew we both held for one another.

As we drove, I found myself glancing at her constantly. We laughed about the possibilities of being discovered in the grocery store. Our running joke involved the importance of washing our fruit before eating it, from now on.

For the first time, in a long time, I was genuinely excited about being with a woman. I had been disappointed so many times before, but this woman was different !
 
I felt a little nervous, the way he kept glancing over at me. I knew my hair was all over the place, and my cheeks burned, so I knew I was blushing. I was usual woman in charge. For some reason, under this guys gaze, I felt like I was on an edge. He laughed when I told him I would have to find a new grocery store. The ride back to his place was good. We talked, and laughed, then I reached over and took his hand. I kissed the back of it, and I said, "Thank you, Greg" He looked at me with eyebrows raised, "For what?" He asked, I shrugged, and said, "Everything."
 
I was really enjoying Lia's company. I pulled into the driveway of my home. Pressing the remote for the garage door opener, I pull into the garage.

Lia and I exit the truck and I wait for her to walk around to my side. Unconsciously I take her hand. It seems as if we've known each other forever. I open the door and lead her into the house.

"Are you hungry ?" I ask, "I realized you didn't have a chance to finish your shopping."

I flip the light on in the kitchen, illuminating the large eating area.

She surveys her surroundings, never noticing that I have moved behind her. My arms wrap around her, I want her close to me. I never want this incredible feeling to end.
 
I looked around his digs. It was a pleasant feeling, him coming behind me and wrapping me in his arms. How long had it been since someone has done that? Too long. I leaned my head back into his chest, and breathed deeply, thoroughly content. I nodded if he asked me if I was hungry. I had just had quite a work out, I felt like I could eat a horse. Or maybe Greg again...
 
Lia feels so good in my arms. What had started out as a wild sexual adventure was starting to feel very different. I reluctantly unwrap my arms and walk to the refrigerator.

I don't have much to offer my hungry lover. As I bend over to check out the fridge, I feel her soft hands on the back of my legs, sliding down toward my testicles.

Her touch sends shivers down my spine. She's driving me crazy again. What does she have that makes me feel so good ? I find some leftover salad and a brick of cheese. Right now, I'm not sure I want food ...
 
What was it about his ass that begged for my hands? I could not keep from touching him. Maybe I was reasurring myself this was real...He turned with the salad and cheese in his hands. I could tell he had needed to shop as much as I had. A brief flare of guilt as Irealized because of me, he didn't get his groceries...then it passed. I tilted my face up to his. I wanted a kiss. A sweet, sweet kiss. The fires were still burning. I ran my tongue around his lips, and whispered, "MMmmm, you taste good. You taste like, me."
 
Our mouths met again. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted tonight to last forever. Our kiss became passsionate quickly.

"Let's take a shower together," I suggested, wanting to clean up after our anal session.

I picked her up in my arms and carried her upstairs, into the bathroom. Our mouths met again as we shed our clothes. I turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature and pulled her in with me.

The slickness of her wet skin against mine was so sensual. I pulled her close, letting the water rush between us, causing a human waterfall between her breasts.

I grabbed a bar of soap and began slowly soaping her from head to toe. She had such a perfect body. I wanted her again, but I really wanted to take my time.
 
I absorbed him in the light of the bathroom. I took in what I couldn't see in the darkness of the truck. Fully muscled chest. Hair, dense, and softly curling around his nipples, thining to a mere line to his penis. I rubbed my hands up and down his chest as he soaped me up. I leaned in and kissed him again, loving the feel of his wet skin against my soapy skin. slick, soft, yummy. I couldn't seem to get enough of his kisses. I took a bar of soap off the soap holder and started washing the sweat off his chest. We spent a lot of time looking at each other. I explored every part of him in my bathing him. Took in child hood scars. I showed him where I had slid playing softball and gotten stitches in my knee when I was 12. We shared tales of childhood adventure that had ended badly. I giggled more in that shower than I had since I was a young girl. Suddenly I stopped laughing. I soaped my hands and took his half hard dick in my hand and washed myself from it. Getting it clean and hard at the same time. My face grew serious as I looked in his eyes.
 
Her hands washed my cock, making it hard again instantly. I lathered her breasts, working my hands in circular motions. Squeezing softly and then tracing the outline of her nipples with my soapy fingers. I felt warm water rush over my stiff cock as she rinsed the soap. And the she knelt before me. I waited for her mouth to envelope my manhood, but instead she started licking my testicles.
Her moist tongue slid between my balls, tickling the sensitive sac. She had a certain way of driving me crazy and she was doing it again. I stroked her hair as she worked her way around my balls, taking one in her mouth and sucking it gently.
 
I take one of his balls in my mouth, enjoying the hiss of his breath. This is a moment that most men harbor in deep fear of pain and also in intense pleasure. I am gentle as I suck it into my mouth, and swirl it around, before I go to the other one licking it, and sucking on it, before taking him into my mouth. I love the feel of your hands in my hair. I love the feel of you in my mouth.
 
Lia's mouth works my genitals expertly. Less than 3 hours ago, I didn't even know she existed and now I'm feeling things for her that I'd never felt before.

My cock is rock hard in her mouth. I want this, but I want more. I wish I could freeze time, to allow me to enjoy this bliss forever. My penis disappears between her lips as she takes my full length down her throat. My hands stroke her wet hair. She is so beautiful.

I know that if I allow this to go on much longer, I'll cum again. I slowly withdraw from her mouth, grasping her gently under tha arms and raising her to her feet. I take my turn kneeling, wanting to taste her sweet pussy again.

A steady stream of water cascades down her flat belly following the neatly trimmed patch of hair between her legs. I instruct her to place her left leg on my shoulder, allowing me easy access to the tender lips that need attention from my willing mouth.
 
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