1 comments/ 56119 views/ 2 favorites Grocery Shopping By: DgnSlayer As the sun sets on a cool spring evening Brian gets into His car for a special date he's got with His submissive that night. As he drives to get Azure His mind is on what he wants to do tonight. He wants to make it a night that neither of them will forget. Tonight he plans to live out one of His favorite fantasies with His submissive; she is going to help him fulfill it. When Brian reaches Azure's house she answers the door expectantly, a smile lighting her face as she sees Him. She’s dressed to kill wearing a loose but tailored dress. She runs a nervous hand down the line of her dress, checking to be sure everything is smooth and perfect for Him. The dress is v cut revealing most of her magnificent breasts. It's the color of golden honey...something you see as the sun hits the honey dripping from the hive. It shows off her emerald eyes and hair beautifully. He stands there just gazing at her at first with a glazed look in His eyes. She catches the falter in His step and her breath catches in her throat at the hungry look in His eyes. When he's finally able to move He steps into the walkway, pulling her to Him, kissing her hello telling her how stunning she looks; she blushes slightly and thanks Him; this is surely a night he will long remember. As they drive to the restaurant they talk and laugh, Brian reaches over and caresses her thigh moving the dress up to see her stockings and touch her bare thigh. Casting an adoring glance at Him she shivers slightly at His touch. As the dress moves up exposing her sheer yellow lace panties He reaches between her legs feeling the lace material under His fingertips. She shifts her feet apart spreading her thighs, with a soft murmur of pleasure. Her belly clenches slightly as His fingers find her. He traces up and down her slit lightly, feeling stray hairs poking through the lace. He has her keep her pussy trimmed neat and close with the lips bare and only a small patch on her mound always loving the feel of it on His tongue when He eats her. At the restaurant Brain is constantly playing with her under the table. His fingers moving under the leg of her panties to caress her moist lips, or He slips them part way inside to the opening of her pussy. His caressing and teasing touches move her along a fiery path. Her arousal grows, the shuddery ache moving through her body to rest deep in her belly leaving her aching for more. After dinner they go out for drinks and dancing. He keeps her close to him as they dance letting her feel His hard cock pressed against her. The constant closeness of her to Him, the smell of her perfume, the pressing of her breasts against His chest keeps him hard. Brian enjoys keeping her aroused and wanting Him; it feeds on His love of control and keeps her submissive to His wishes. As he pulls her to Him on the dance floor the drink he bought her begins to flow through her, relaxing her into the rhythm of the music. Pressing her hips and breasts into him, she feels His cock press against her, the heady feelings of arousal growing stronger, as her nipples tighten where they press into His strong chest. Her thighs whisper achingly together rubbing her damp panties along her wet slit, as His arms hold her tenderly close to Him. The night wears on to the early hours of the next day; Brian says they have one stop to make before going home. He has already found what he is looking for and turns into the parking lot of an all night grocery store. She wonders where they are going and what they need from the store. Finding a place to park was easy but he picks a place in the shadows not close to the door or any lighting. Leaning over he kisses Azure and slips His hand under her dress, fully playing with her pussy now, feeling her juices seep through her panties as he presses them back between her lips. She whimpers softly, looking with a quick glance to see no one is watching there deep in the shadows, before sinking into the seat with her legs tipped open to Him inviting His touch. Whispering to her to take her panties off he slips them into His pocket. Once more leaning toward her he bends down and starts to lick her pussy forcing her lips apart with His tongue. She gasps as His tongue licking her sends hot flashes through her clit to her belly up over her taunt nipples and escapes her lips in a soft moan. Listening to her moan lightly as His tongue attacks her clit making circles around it before sliding down between them. It moves to the opening to her pussy and teasingly tongue fucks her there before pulling away. She arches her hips into His mouth, her body understanding and begging for more as she whimpers in dismay when He pulls away. She looks into His eyes perplexed as he straightens up. Brian looks at her and says they have a few things to pick up in the store should be fast and easy this hour of the morning. Pulling a grocery cart out of the rack He has her push it and start down the aisle right in front of them. As he had figured the store is all but deserted, a few employees off doing things in other parts of the store. He calls to Azure to stop; picking up a can off the shelf hands it to her and tells her to read the label. She takes the can from Him with a confused look but obediently looks at what He has given her. Moving in close behind her He reaches round and eases His hand under her dress. She looks at him amazed, He would do this in such a public place, as His fingers move between her pussy lips and tweaks her clit. Pushing them down her slit they play over her lips and play along the insides before entering her pussy. Sudden nervousness rushes through her like adrenaline as she looks quickly up and down the aisle to be sure no one is about. She doesn’t even want to think of what the cameras overhead are catching. As His fingers work very familiar magic over her mound she bites her lip to stay quiet leaning into him. His fingers playing inside her pussy, he kisses and licks her neck. Taking the can from her hand, he places it back on the shelf and leads her back down the aisle. She looks at Him a bit confused for He stopped so suddenly, but continues down the aisle; relieved she isn’t still exposed before the world. A little ways farther He once again hands her something to read, this time feeling braver He bends His head down to kiss her breasts, but before she can realize it pulls one out and starts to suck her nipple. Gasping as He bares her breast she reaches a tentative hand to His shoulder, unsure whether she should push Him away or hold Him there as His mouth licks and sucks on the nipple driving a shock of lightning through her to her belly. Her clit throbs and her muscles clench inside. Taking His mouth from her breast He keeps playing with the exposed nipple while smothering her lips with His for a deep tongue-tying kiss. Her knees weaken and she grips His shoulder, as her breath is lost in the deep passionate kiss. Placing the box on the shelf not even paying attention it’s in the wrong place Brian has Azure move to the next aisle. Her body is shaken as once again He pulls away and nonchalantly moves around the corner as she follows slowly starting to get the idea that this was planned. As she turns the corner into the produce aisle, her eyes widen wondering what He will do next. Stopping and looking at fruits Brian picks up a bunch of bananas and places them in the cart. She watches with wide eyes and a thudding heart as He tears one from the bunch. Moving in close to her, His hand slides it up under her dress the tip rubbing her lips; then it separates them and moves against her clit. Keeping the banana between them He teases her clit and the inside of her juicy lips. She closes her eyes and bites back a moan, face flushing bright scarlet as He teases her with the fruit. Leaning into the banana it slides between her lips moving deep into her pussy, spreading the lips, filling her up right there. As the banana slides home she sucks in a desperate breath feeling it part and fill her juiciness. Moving it ever so slowly in and out He works her into frenzy. Her heart pounds so hard she is sure He must hear it, her eyes cloud, lust dances in the green sparkles of her eyes. She can smell the alluring scent of sex mixing with the dusty, fresh produce smell. As He pulls it out she is unsteady on her feet using Him to hold her upright. He pulls her head to His shoulder resting it there while she steadies herself, half lost, not believing what He just did, Brian looks down at the banana, the peel gleaming in the fluorescent lights from her sweet nectar coating it. Leaving the produce section He wanders along the meat coolers, there He spies a summer sausage all wrapped in plastic; but a small one it is. Still shaken from the last encounter, a nervous frown crosses her face. Picking it up He walks back toward Azure with it, a wicked gleam to His eyes. Brian leans close to whisper something to her, as the sausage moves up under her dress she can feel the coldness against her mound. Remembering the banana her hand moves without thinking to stop Him from pressing the large piece of meat any farther into her as she looks over her shoulder hoping no one was seeing T/their lewd behavior. A dark sinister look crosses his eyes, a crimson flush of shame colors her face; she quickly draws her hand back to her side when she realizes what she has done. Pressing the sausage between her legs, she feels the cold dampness of the sausage along her thighs as He forces them to spread a little to let it between them. Having her close her legs to hold the sausage between them she can feel the coldness against her smoldering hot pussy causing her to get even more excited at the sudden change. Shamefully casting her eyes downward she watches as He reaches inside her dress and grasps a nipple between His fingers, squeezing it hard enough to make her whimper at the pain, biting back her tears, she knew she should receive some form of punishment for openly defying Him. Pulling the sausage from between her legs upward it trails along between her lips and over her clit before escaping from between them. Brian tosses the sausage into the cart and has Azure move towards another aisle. Walking along behind her He admires her firm ass and thinks of the spanking she is going to get for her disobedience just then. She feels His eyes on her back and a nervous shiver runs up her spine. She doesn’t know what came over her, what could have possessed her to … her thoughts trailed off as she hears His voice steady and clam behind her. He strolls along behind her telling her what to put into the cart. Spying some kitchen utensils ahead of them He has her stop in front of the rack as He catches up to her. She watches Him curious as to what they could possibly need here as He looks over the items undecided what He wants, then He sees it, it’s a flat wooden mixing spoon; it’s not very wide but it’s the same size all the way down. Removing it from the peg He enjoys the feel of it in His hand. The wood looks smooth but it is rough to the touch. She watches as He examines the spoon, comprehension dawning in her eyes as her heartbeat skips in her chest, her cheeks flushing even deeper. Checking up and down the aisle, there is no one else around He has her lean forward across the cart handle. A small shiver of fear and embarrassment flood through her but she dare not hesitate this time to do as He tells her. With a resounding smack Brian brings the spoon down across her ass. She jumps as the wood slaps across her. She is barely able to bite back the yelp that chokes her throat. Giving her total of just four smacks, two on each side of her ass. He turns her around to look at Him, tilting her head up so she is looking Him in the eyes; she blinks back tears, more of the humiliation of Him punishing her in public than the real sting of the blows. He looks to make sure she understands what those were for. Holding her frozen with His penetrating look. He moves the spoon forward to press between her lips and against her swollen clit. She feels the rough texture of the wood as He just waggles his hand back and forth moving the spoon against her clit forcing a moan from her lips even after what just occurred. Moving His other hand up, He wraps her hair in His hand. She feels a sharp little tug as He pulls her to Him urgently, smothering her mouth with His taking her breath away with a long hard kiss. His hand presses the spoon harder against her clit as He continues to move it back and forth across it, making her whimper against Him. Letting her go, He lays the spoon, darkened from her juices, on the seat of the cart for her to see for the rest of the time in the store There as an unspoken reminder as to what will happen if she disobeys Him again. Reaching into His pocket He knows this is the right time for His added surprise. Pulling out a small remote control dildo He lets her see it, then slips it up and sharply into her. Her eyes go wide with surprise and she gasps at the sudden insertion into her quivering pussy; smiling He tells her that will remain there the rest of the time in the store, if it falls out she is to put it back in herself right then. The control is small, easy to fit into a pocket, has an on and off switch which activates the vibrations then a dial that lets you adjust the speed at which it vibrates. Keeping this inside His pocket He turns the toy on, letting her feel the vibrations at first then raising the control up to it highest speed. Brian slowly lowers the speed then raises it again, then without warning, turns it off. Still looking into her eyes He can now see the hunger and need growing there, her eyes shine and she bites her lip holding back whimpers from the waves of pleasure she finds racing through her. Like a smothering fire it’s lit; now He gets to enjoy adding to that flame until it burns out of control. They continue to walk down the aisle Azure putting the items into the cart as He tells her, trying to keep her muscles tight to hold His toy in place. He has her get an item off the bottom shelf, as she bends to retrieve it He turns the control on only after turning it all the way up. It is getting harder and harder for her to concentrate on what is going on around her because of what she is feeling deep inside her luscious pussy, panting lightly she raises to her feet struggling to keep her control. He turns the remote down but doesn’t turn it off this time. Having her walk down the next aisle with it vibrating insider her the entire way keeping her to a constant aching edge. Catching up to her He turns her around to face Him, He pulls her to Him, she feels His raging cock press against her as T/they kiss, making her heart race and her breath catch. Again His hand moves inside to play across her nipples making them hard from his touch. As their kiss continues, He takes hold of the toy and slowly starts to work it in and out of her pussy. Her juices make it so easy for Him. A soft, barely auditable moan escapes her lips, her body beginning to shake as her thoughts turn to liquid… the only thing that matters is Him and what He is doing to her body. With His lips next to her ear He asks if there is anything special she needs right then. Her thoughts are fragmented by the sensations she is feeling and before she can answer Him, He pulls the toy all the way from her pussy. He hears her deep sigh of frustration as it is pulled from her quivering pussy, only to be replaced with a sharp intake of her breath as He moves it over her clit charging her system once more almost to the brink. Rubbing it back and forth across her clit faster and faster, the vibrations adding to the feeling drives her closer and closer to her edge, to her point of no return. Slowly pushing the toy back into her pussy He pulls away having her continue to do their shopping. She stands holding the cart, visibly shaken now and He has to call to her before she follows Him to the last aisle in the store. They have been there for almost two hours and only have a dozen items to show for it. The last aisle is odds and ends of things; Brian didn’t really expect to find anything there. Then something caught His eye; it was a knife display. She whimpers softly to herself as she watches Him, A gleam in His eyes, His hands moving over the different blades. As He finds one He likes He slips it from the display. Turning the blade this way and that way He watches the light reflect off the silver surface. Her breath catches and holds in her chest, her teeth sink into her bottom lip trying to hold back the deep groan inside her as the light catches the blade. Holding it down beside His leg He walks up to Azure. Standing just inches away from her, their eyes meet and she knows what is next. Her heart races and her breathe comes in short little gasps. Raising the blade slowly at His side, she stands perfectly still, knowing He is comfortable with the blade. She stares into His eyes as she first feels the cold steel against the inside of her thigh. Keeping the cutting edge out, He runs the flat of the blade up and down her thigh; drawing it ever closer to her drenched pussy as she struggles for control over her quivering limbs; all the while her eyes are locked with His, she stands stone still. Pulling the blade from between her legs He moves it up and tantalizingly moves it across her breasts through the neck of her dress. Letting the blade rest between her heaving breasts He can see the pounding of her heart as she draws and holds her breath. With the cutting edge up, He saws it back and forth sometimes pulling it all the way out so only the point is resting between them. Then ever so gingerly push it back between them. Her nipples are erect and clearly showing through her dress now; she wants to squirm from the feelings flooding inside her but knows she must stay still. Removing the edge now, she lets her breath out in an agonized rush, whimpering after Him as He calmly walks over to the display case and replaces it where He had gotten it from. After paying for their items they leave the store and stroll back towards the car. Brian has her wait by the side of the car as He puts the bags into the trunk. Azure is standing there fidgeting back and forth, her hunger and need starting to rage out of control. Opening the back door to the car she is confused as to why He would have her get in there. Not questioning or caring she slides in, her dress working its way up her thighs and exposing her pussy with the toy dildo clearly seen. Standing by the door He has her start to fuck herself with the dildo, its vibrations on high as she moves it in deeper into her pussy. As He moves inside the car He leans down and pushes her dress up to her waist. Bending down starts to lick her slit as she continues to fuck herself. As His tongue glides up and down her lips, she starts to moan and lets the sounds go that she had to bite back in the store. Thrashing her head from side to side as His mouth covers her throbbing clit. He sucks it between His lips, pinching it with the tips of His teeth as His tongue continues to wiggle back and forth over it. Pulling back away from her clit, her juices on His chin, He stops her hand with the dildo. Her eyes open, pleading with Him to let her continue, she was so close. He asks her what it she really wants at that time, what is she needs more then anything right now. She hesitates, not sure what her response is suppose to be, she wants release; but more then that, what she needs right there and now is for Him to take her, to fuck her as hard as He pleases. Do anything He desires to her, anything just so she gets the release she so desperately needs. Seeing the need and surrender in her eyes, He pulls His cock out, moving between her legs He uses the head to tease her starving pussy. Pushing just the head of it in, using His hands on her spread legs He keeps her from thrusting her hips up to take all of it. Moving His hips ever so lightly teasing her pussy with the head of his cock, slowly, agonizingly slow He works His cock into her. Once all of it is buried into her He starts to work it faster and faster in her pussy. The sounds of her pussy taking Him fill the car as He starts to pound it into her faster. His hips are moving as fast as He can now…fucking her deeper and deeper…harder and harder. His own need is now taking hold as He has been holding it in check all evening. Pushing her farther into the seat each time He thrust His cock into her, both are nearing the end, she’s forced to hold back as long as she can, needing His final permission to come crashing back to earth. Grocery Shopping As He gets near and nearer to letting go He leans forward and kisses her all the time His cock keeps pounding into her pussy, then moving to the side of her head, biting down on her neck as He is about to explode He gives her the words she’s be so craving to hear this evening…”Cum with Me baby, Cum with Me NOWWWW”. Bearing down on her, pumping His cock into He starts to erupt deep insider her pussy, feeling His cock expand and fill her with His cum it is all she needed as she to starts to cum in one mind shattering orgasm after another until she is too exhausted to move. Resting on His arms above her He looks into her eyes and kisses her before removing His cock from her. Sitting in the seat He lets her lie there to recover as He strokes her thigh and T/they both regain their breath. Closing His pants He helps her into the front seat and kisses her once more before closing the door. Driving home both are quiet reveling in T/their own thoughts. Walking her to the door He kisses her good night and tells her how much He loves her. Then grinning tells her that she has helped live out one of His longest fantasies and perhaps one of hers will be next. Grocery Shopping I was leaving the supermarket one morning, my cart full with my weekly grocery shopping. As I passed the area reserved as a taxi stand I saw an attractive young woman I guessed to be in her late teens. She was standing next to a full cart. As I waited at the curb for traffic to allow me to cross into the parking lot I commented, "You look like you could use some help." The bluntness of her reply took me by surprise. "Yes, I can," she blurted, "and I can't wait here any longer. I've been waiting for a stupid cab for more than twenty minutes." Believe me, it was my 'good Samaritan' instincts that led me to offer her a lift. She readily accepted. While I loaded our packages into the car she introduced herself. Her name was Zandriah. As we pulled out of the parking lot Zandriah gave me her address which I recognized as being just a few blocks from my home, which would take about ten minutes to get to. We were stopped at a light just outside the mall when we began to talk. She was a law student at Columbia Law School. She worked part time at a Law Firm not too far from the hospital I worked at. I was a first year resident there in the pediatric ward. In a few minutes we were in front of her house, a Brownstone beauty, similar to my. Zandriah had said that she lived upstairs, so I said that I would be glad to carry her packages up for her while she watched the car. She got out of the car and opened the door and went upstairs. She came back down. On my first trip up, I was amazed to find that the apartment layout was almost identical to my own, so I just naturally knew were to put the groceries on the kitchen table. By the time I completed my third and last trip up the stairs, Zandriah was back in the kitchen starting to put things away. She surprised me by coming over to me and putting her arms around my neck and kissing me on the lips. Again, this young lady shocked me but this time my response was to pull her closer to me and work my tongue deep into her mouth. As I held her close to me, I could feel the literal fullness of her breasts through my thin summer shirt. I guess it was her turn to be a bit surprised because she pulled away, although slowly, and asked me if I'd like a beer or Coke. I said a Coke would be fine. She went to the refrigerator and I went over to the kitchen table and sat down. As Zandriah walked toward me with the soda she got a strange look on her face. She put the Coke on the table. "Ooooh. I feel horny. She lifted her sweatshirt. She grabbed her breasts and started rubbing them. Because I was sitting down, her breast was just about level with my face, and I simply couldn't resist the temptation to suck them. As I did this, Zandriah cupped her breast in her hand and pushed the swollen nipple into my mouth. She breathed an orgasmic sigh as I suckled like a baby. She gently pulled her tit from my mouth and knelt down between my knees. "Now it's my turn," she said and swiftly opened my jeans and released my swollen prick. First she licked it clean of my clear pre-cum and the engulfed the glands with her lips. Her sucking was as enthusiastic as mine had been as she rocked back and forth taking more and more of my length with each motion. As the volcano of sperm was about to erupt from my churning balls, she stopped sucking and knelt up straight. Taking her breasts in her hands she pushed them together and began to massage my glistening cock with her nipples squeezing them with her thumbs and forefingers. As she did her milk began to flow and mix with her saliva and my pre-cum. Her timing was unbelievable, because just as I was about to splatter the ceiling with my jism, she again took my manhood in her eager mouth. I can't remember the last time I shot so much joy juice, but with each pulsation of my prick, Zandriah sucked harder and harder until my once proud tool was limp in her mouth. Then with a lick and a kiss to the tip she stood up, pulled her sweatshirt down and finished putting away the groceries. I recovered from my state of ecstasy, fixed my pants and asked her if I could drive her on her next trip to the supermarket. She smiled at me and said, "I like to do my shopping on Friday mornings." Great because I always had Friday mornings off. Grocery Shopping Marie was in a particularly naughty mood this morning, earlier she had masturbated to a delicious orgasm while spending some time on-line. It was only 10:00am, the kids were at her Mothers until 4:30 and she had the whole day to herself. She decided she would go out grocery shopping for a while. Now some people might find grocery shopping tedious or boring, but Marie knew how to make the most mundane tasks seem very erotic. She picked out a short red skirt, matching red shoes, and a thin white blouse. She dabbed on her favorite perfume in all the right spots, on her neck, behind each ear, the top of each breast, the inside of each thigh and on each ankle. She double checked her hair and headed for her favorite grocery store. The store was busy, but not quite the zoo it turned into later in the afternoon. Marie liked to shop at this time of day. The people were not in a hurry to get home, so they had more time to chat and check out the other customers. She grabbed a cart and headed towards the produce section to find someone interesting. There was a good looking, nicely dressed gentleman, who was maybe 6 foot with well groomed dark hair and a goatee, looking at the asparagus. She walked past him to let him catch her scent. She paused momentarily as she went by and said "Good morning". He looked up and smiled at her "Good morning". His eyes lingered on her as she walked by. He watched her butt sway back and forth as she walked past, then his eyes drifted down her muscular legs. Marie accidentally dropped her grocery list and slowly bent over to retrieve it. Her already short skirt sliding further up her thighs almost exposing her butt cheeks. The man's eyes were riveted on her skirt, he licked his lips thinking about the possibilities. Then he returned to his task, bagged his asparagus and moved over to the fruit bins. He was looking for some pears to poach for dessert. The store had a nice selection. As he pondered which verital would be best in the recipe, Marie made her way over to the opposite side of the bin. She started picking out some Anjou pears, being careful to find the best ones that were farthest away from her. The man looked up at her and smiled once again. As she stretch out to pick up a pear her blouse draped down exposing most of her full breast. The man couldn't tear his eyes away from her breast and stood staring, competely losing his thoughts about the dessert for which he was gathering ingredients. Marie picked out eight pears, each time leaning over the bin. The man could clearly see she wasn't wearing a bra. A couple times he could see her hard nipple as she leaned to pick up a pear. As she reached for her last pear she looked up at him. He was staring right at her breast. She smiled at him "The pears are beautiful today." His cheeks flushed as he realized he had been caught staring. He smiled at her, "ummm yes ......a lovely pair.......firm .......ripe.....sweet" Now Marie's cheeks flushed, "Do you prefer the Anjou or the Bartlett?" "For eating I prefer the Bartlett, they tend to be fuller, juicier, their skin is softer, more succulent, but for poaching I like the Anjous which are firmer and tend to hold their shape when hot." He replied. She laughed with him and extended her hand, "I'm Marie, nice to meet you." He gently took her hand, it was smooth and warm. "Nice to meet you Marie, I'm Jason." He picked out his pears and moved across the isle to get a cucumber for his salad. Marie followed him as he selected a cucumber. She reached across him to get a bell pepper. "Excuse me". She said as she had moved close enough that her breast dragged across his elbow as she pick up a bell pepper. "Uhmmm.... I love cucumbers they go so well in so many different things, don't you think?" Jason looked at her, "They are quite versatile.................You are a big tease aren't you?" "Well I guess I do like to tease a little. Do you mind?" she replied. "I don't mind a all, although I do like it better when the person isn't afraid to follow up on it." "Well sometimes I can follow up quite well." Marie replied. She then slowly sauntered off to get some garlic. Jason watched her walk away. He decide to see how far she would go, so he left the busy produce section and went over to the next isle to look for some spices. He squatted down and pretended to be looking for something on the bottom shelf. Shortly he heard the click, click, click of Marie's high heels coming from behind him. He continued to look at spices on the bottom shelf ignoring her. Marie came around and stop right in front of him. She looked at some spices on the top shelf. Jason eyes were right at her waist level. He looked at her bare legs and breathed in her scent. Marie then turned slightly towards him and reached for a spice jar on the top shelf. Her skirt lifted up her thighs as she stretched. From Jason's view it was now barely covering her pussy. He quickly reached behind her, placing one hand on her butt he pulled his face up under her skirt into her crouch. He really wasn't surprised to find she wasn't wearing anything underneath. His lips meant the bare shaved skin of her pussy, as his tongue pushed up in between her pussy lips to flick across her already wet clit. Startled by his bold move, Marie started to jerk back, but she was held fast by his firm hand on her butt. Then as she felt his tongue run across her clit she froze. A moan escaped her lips. Her heels slid outward to spread her thighs a bit more. Jason's tongue flashed across her clit again and again. Then his head dropped, his tongue sank deep into her pussy and then slowly slid up through her slit until it flicked across her clit once more. "ohhhhhh.... please......ummmmm." escape from Marie's lips. Jason pulled back, looked up at her and smiled, "You taste as delicious as you look". "Ummm... thank you, you certainly are a naughty one" she replied. "Oh I'm only getting started, shall we go somewhere a little less public before they sell they security tape of us on the internet?" "I think I'd like that I just need to get one more item" She headed down the isle to get some salad dressing. Jason followed her watching her skirt swish back and forth. They made their way through the check out counter. As Marie bent over the grocery cart to unload her groceries, Jason step right up behind her and lightly pressed his bulging jeans into her butt. Marie pushed back into him and wiggle around on his stiff pole. As Marie scanned her ATM card Jason's hand wandered up under the back of her skirt to caress her butt. When they had finished paying they headed out to the parking lot. "I live right around the corner, You could give me a ride there and I'll walk back later for my car" Jason inquired as they walked across the parking lot. "That's sounds like a good idea" she replied as she climbed into her mini van. Jason put his groceries in her car and climbed into the passenger seat. "Just go down Vine Street, it's 14560 Vine." He told her as he put on his seat belt. He then leaned over next to her and started undoing her the buttons of her blouse. Marie fumbled for her keys in her purse. Jason finished unbuttoning her blouse and pulled each side wide open. A man walking by her car almost dropped his bag of groceries. Marie smiled at him and started the car as she felt Jason's tongue start to swirl around her nipple. She pulled out of the parking lot and drove to his house. Jason continued to tease her nipples, gently flicking them with his tongue and then nibbling on them with his lips. His hand ran up along her leg, up her thigh and lightly brushed her pussy. She pulled into his driveway, "We're here, I think" Jason look up "Yep this is it". He jumped out of the van and walked around to her side. She was just starting to button up her blouse. He opened the door and took her hands and help her out. As he helped her out of the car and into his arms he kissed her. His hands undid the button she had buttoned and then pulled her blouse down off her shoulders. "You won't be needing that". He tossed her blouse into her van and pulled her back into his arms. Her bare breast pushing into his chest. He unzipped her skirt, pulled in down over her butt and then let it drop to her ankles. "What will your neighbors think?" Marie asked as she glanced over his shoulder. "Oh they'll probably think I'm the luckiest man on the planet." She stepped out of her skirt as he picked it up and tossed it into the van. He then pick her up and carried her down the driveway into the back yard. Once they were through the gate Jason set her gently down on the grass by the fountain. The spring sun was warm and felt good on Marie's bare skin. Jason removed his shirt and pulled her against him. Her breast felt warm and firm against his chest. They kissed passionately as his hands explored the crevice of her buttocks. "Make yourself at home I'll be right back" he told her as he hurried into the house. Marie walked around his backyard, which was fairly secluded. She could see a few houses had views of his backyard, but she didn't mind. In fact, she hoped someone was watching her right now. After five or ten minutes she heard the door open and turned to see Jason coming out of the house, naked, his semi hard cock bouncing up and down with each step. He had a large blanket, some rope, a hammer and some tent stakes in his hand. "You really think we need a tent? Are you going to use that as the center pole?" she asked pointing at his cock. "Oh this isn't going to be a tent. Come over here and help me spread out the blanket". They spread the blanket out on the grass, then Jason had her sit down. He quickly began to tie her wrist together. "What if I don't want to be tied up? She asked him. "Well you shouldn't have been such a big tease. Now lay down and turn over on your stomach" He stretched her arms out above her head. He then hammered in a tent stake and tied her hands to it. He then tied a piece of rope to each of her ankles, hammered in two more stakes, spread her legs and tied each ankle to a stake. She closed her eyes and relaxed. She felt him sit down between her feet. He spread some oil on his hands and began to massaged her calves, slowly his hands moved up her legs. He watched her pussy as his hands worked her legs. Her pussy was already moist when he started. As his hands moved up her legs her pussy lips opened like a water lily blooming, revealing the sweet succulent inner petals. Moisture flowed down over her clit. He messaged the back and outside of her thighs first and then moved to the inside, where he let the back of his hands gently touch each side of her pussy. He then massage her butt, pulling and spreading her cheeks apart. Her breathing was becoming erratic and deep. He moved back to her feet and started licking and nibbling her instep and ankles. As he slowly moved up her calves, he ran his hands very softly across her thighs, lower back and butt. As Jason began to lick, kiss and nibble his way up the inside of her thighs, his hands began to knead her buttocks again. He changed position, laying on his stomach between her legs, caressing her butt with both hands, spreading her cheeks apart. She felt his tongue start at the top her butt and slide down between her cheeks. He spread her cheeks with his hands as he flicked his tongue across her asshole. Marie's body tensed with the pleasure his tongue was giving her. Jason continued to rim her, pushing his tongue against her orifice. She started to moan and thrust her hips up as much as she could straining against her bonds. Then he slowly started moving closer to her pussy. He was flicking his tongue between her asshole and her pussy with quick light strokes. Marie's moaning became louder and more frequent. Jason leaned over further and his tongue entered her pussy. She felt a warm shudder move through her belly. Her pussy was now completely agape with juice running down onto the blanket. Jason spread her cheeks allowing his forehead to come to rest against her ass. His nose was starting to slip into her pussy. His tongue caressed each side of her outer labia. Marie tried to push her hips back against his face. Jason's tongue moved to her inner folds, and he began to taste her juices. She was as sweet, soft and delicate as a rose. He moved back a bit and ran his tongue from her asshole down through her slit, pulling his tongue away just before it touched her clit. He felt her body tremble. She was moaning loudly and constantly now. Her hips rotated and pushed back as far as the rope would allow her. He repeated the moment again and again, never touching her clit. Each time her body shook longer and she struggled harder against her bonds. She strained to force her hips back into his face, trying to make him touch her clit. He then repeated the moment using his nose instead of his tongue. When his nose reach her slit he pushed it into her. He continued to tease her unmercifully until she began to beg him to lick her clit. "Lick my clit ................Please Jason ..........Lick my clit...................Ohhhhh god..... I want to come............................Please lick me.........................make me come please". He then stood up, untied her ankles from the stakes and rolled her over on her back. She watched him as his hand reach down and stroked his very rigid cock. It was long and thick and the veins were bulging from being so hard. He kneeled between her legs. On his hands and knees he slowly moved up her body dragging his hard cock and balls across her legs and up her thighs. His tongue licked the sides of her breast. He moved his mouth in circles around her breast, spiraling inward until his tongue was licking her nipples. The head of his cock brushed against her pussy. She raised her hips, trying to force it into her, but he pulled it back away from her. He took each nipple in his mouth and gently sucked on it. His hands caressed the sides of her breast as his tongue swirled around her nipples. He started slowly moving down her belly, stopping at her navel briefly before continuing down. His tongue began to caress each side of her outer labia, as his hands caressed her breast. Marie's hips instinctually raised to push against his mouth. Jason's tongue moved to her inner folds, and he again began drinking in her juices. His tongue moved lower and pushed into her pussy. As he slowly slid it out of her, he moved his tongue up until it flicked across her clit causing her body to convulse. "Oh God......Yes....... Please... Make me..........ughhhhhhhhhh" Her screamed ripped through the silence of the backyard. The most powerful orgasm Marie had ever felt exploded from everywhere at once. Her legs locked straight, her teeth clinched, her arms strained against the ropes, her whole abdomen was on fire. She screamed and screamed and screamed. Jason pulled down hard on her hips forcing her to hold still as his tongue started doing circles and figure eights, moving her clit around and around. Marie's hips bucked up and down as Jason struggled to hold her still. He took her clit into his mouth and sucked very softly. Marie's orgasms kept coming one after another. "Please don't .................I can't take it anymore...... I ..............Oh shit...................... please don't stop............................Oh God that feels good!" Jason continued to hold tight to her hips and his lips, mouth and tongue continued their relentless assault on her clit. Orgasm after orgasm shook Marie's body. After 5 minutes of continuous ecstasy her orgasms started to subside. Marie's whole body was wet with perspiration. Jason released her clit and moved up her body. His cock pushed easily into her pussy in one long stroke until his balls where pushing against her ass. This triggered yet another orgasm to race through Marie. This orgasm was different from the others though, it emanated deep in her vagina. Jason's cock moved in and out of her pussy in long even strokes. He started fucking her faster as the orgasm continued to race through Marie's body. "Oh Yea Fuck me......Fuck me hard...... oh that feels good." She screamed. Jason continued to fuck her for 10 minutes then pulled is cock out of her. He moved up and straddled her chest. Placing the head of his cock on her lips. She opened her mouth and took in his cock hungrily. Sucking it deep into her throat. Jason moved it in and out fucking her mouth as he untied her hands. After he had untied her hands, he moved back and sat between her legs. Marie moved with him, sitting up, she never took his cock out of her mouth. He leaned back and untied her legs as she continued to engulf his cock. He pushed her back down on to her back and then pushed his cock back into her pussy as she wrapped her arms around him. He rolled over pulling her on top of him. She sat up taking his cock deep into her. She rocked back and forth feeling his balls against her ass and the head of his cock buried deep inside her. Then she started fucking him slowly at first as she pushed her breast into his face. Gradually she pickup speed. "Marie, I want to fuck your ass, Do you like anal sex?" He asked. "Yes and I want you in my ass too" She replied as she lifted her pussy off of his cock. She held his cock against her anal sphincter and slowly pushed down. His cock pushed slowly, steadily into her until she sat against his balls, his cock buried in her ass. She rocked back and forth feeling his balls against her ass and his cock buried deep inside her. Then she started moving up and down his shaft, his cock sliding in and out of her ass. "Oh Marie that feels so good.... Oh yes fuck me..... Fuck me with your ass!" She was now bouncing up and down quickly on his cock Then she felt him start to swell and she slowed just enough to savor his cock exploded spurt after spurt of come into her ass. Grocery Shopping "Come slave," he said as he leaned towards me to remove the collar that connected me to his bedpost from my neck. I looked up, semi dazed, eyes still aching with sleep as I fought against my body to a kneeling position at the top of his bed. He didn't touch me, except for the brief moment his fingers brushed the nape of my neck as he manipulated the buckle. But he was still close enough for me to feel the warmth of his body, to smell the scent of his skin. I resisted the urge to rub my nose into his neck. No... I would be an obedient slave today. My last infraction was met with a swift response and I was still very sore from this morning's punishment. He had made me pay dearly for touching him without permission. The welts on my back were now a reddish purple, not too obvious on my dark mahogany skin, but still visible. In his kindness, he had allowed me to sleep on my stomach, saving me from what could have been a very painful and sleepless night. So I fought the urge to nuzzle him, felt it surge within me and then dissipate. "Where are we going Master?" I asked meekly. I rubbed my eyes as he made his way to the far corner of his bedroom where my suitcase had taken post for the last two days. I was not allowed to touch it. Not since I first stepped into his house. Three seconds hadn't passed after I walked through his door when he ordered me to drop my suitcase. Taken back slightly, I did as I was told. I opened my mouth, ready to exchange the normal greetings and pleasantries one would go through with someone you'd never met except online, only to have him place his index finger on my lips. "Go upstairs to the bedroom, strip and kneel on the bed." I stared at him in disbelief, but I dare not utter a word in protest. In our very first conversation he had told me he was a strict master. And as our online relationship progressed he had shown me as much. For six months, every sarcastic comment I made was met with an immediate punishment. The more impudent I was, the more pain I was made to put myself through. But even so, I was still unprepared for his brashness. I did as I was told and as I knelt on his bed I watched him in a half- humiliated, half- petrified state as he place the suitcase in it temporary home. From that moment I had remained nude and chained to his bed, only allowed to roam free for shower and bathroom breaks, or to do some odd chore like cooking or cleaning. In this case, it was for an outing. I waited patiently for him to answer my question as I watched him meticulously go through my clothes. He swung two items over his shoulder, zipped up the suitcase and walked back towards me. "We're going to the store my pet. I'm afraid Master's cupboards are quite bare." He gently laid a blue halter necked top that ended just above my pierced navel and a blue denim miniskirt on the bed next to where I was kneeling. "Now, off you go and get dressed." I looked down at the clothing beside me and then looked back at him. He saw the question in my eyes before I had even parted my lips. "What is it?" He peered at me. Piercing grey eyes coupled with boyish good looks did nothing to hide the look of impatience he had. I hesitated slightly, wondering if I should just forget about it and just do as I was told. But, in my childlike curiosity, I could not let the question pass. "But Master, what about underwear?" His face morphed in an instant and soft, sweet angelic looks gave way to the scowl of disapproval that now engulfed his face. "Did I put underwear there slave?" His eyebrows dipped even lower. I closed my eyes and mentally chastised myself for my stupidity. "No Master, sorry Master." "You're not sorry now, trust me. I'll show you sorry tonight. Now, no more questions slave, get dressed!" I winced at the thought at the thought of being punished again. Ah well... yet another night on my stomach. Ten minutes later we were walking to his car. The evening was cold, even with the last few rays of the sun flooded the sky with shades of orange and amber, the wind blew like it was dead midnight. I walked a step behind him, my long legs trying to keep pace with his, clutching at the hem of the skirt, embarrassed at how exposed I felt. I didn't mind my cleavage too much; my pretty D's were nestled snuggly, just peeking out of the bust line of the halter. The skirt on other hand was proving to be intolerable and the absence of any panties made things even worse. I now regretted packing the damned thing. I fought desperately with it, tugging and pulling as every step I took raised the skirt higher and higher, threatening to expose my bare bottom to the people that made their way down the street. Master looked back as he opened the door for me and chuckled to himself as he watched me make on last ditched effort to tame the skirt. "Leave it alone Angel" He had used my nickname instead of the usual "slave", a sure sign that my struggle with the runaway skirt had put him in a pleasant mood. "Get in the car." I obeyed and tried as best I could to show as little of my ass as possible while getting into the car. We drove to a store about fifteen minutes away and parked just a few feet from the entrance. Master then turned and looked at me. "Slave, do you promise to be good?" I nodded my head "Yes master." "Do you love me? Would you do anything I asked you to do?" I answered yes again without hesitation, fearful that any pause would add to the list of offences that I had already committed thus far. He brought his left hand to my face and caressed my cheek before slowly weaving his fingers into my hair. A slight moan escaped my lips as I felt a warm trickle of moisture between my legs. It amazes me to this day how his mere touch was able to make me so wet. He slowly pulled my head back, leaving my neck vulnerable to his tongue which was now tracing little circles up to my ear. I groaned as I bit my lip, trying hard not to grab onto his head, his hair, any part of him I could. By the time he began to nibble on my earlobe my inner thighs were soaked as I sat in a small pool of my own juices.He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of me, which by now had engulfed the car. "Mmmm, such a dirty little slut." He cooed. He spread my legs and slowly inserted a finger into my throbbing pussy, took it out and pushed it to my lips. "Lick it clean" I eagerly took his finger into my mouth, enjoying the taste of my own pussy, licking and sucking until I could no longer taste myself on his finger. "Filthy whore. You like to swallow your own cunt juice don't you?" I nodded and let his finger slip from my lips "Yes Master..." "Good slave, now come along" He got out of the car, came around to my side and opened the passenger side door for me. A wave of my own scent hit me once more as I took that first step out of the car and as I stood up, little streams of my own juices trickled down my thighs. It now dawned on my why he had done what he did. The episode in the car now made sense. He had meant for me to go into the store horny and dripping wet for all to see. He saw the spark of realization on my face and smiled as I glared at him. He knew that I knew. I lowered my head, dreading the fate that now awaited me inside that building, imagining how the people inside would stare at me. My stomach turned as he held the door open for me. There was no backing out, no protesting, no pleading... just obedience. Thankfully it wasn't as crowded as I had anticipated. Master took a shopping cart and motioned me to follow him. Through the aisles we went. He would point to something and I, being the good little slave that I was, would go and get it. Every now and again someone would look in my direction, and whenever that happened, he'd raise my skirt to expose the wisp of curly dark pubic hair on my moistened and quivering snatch. I would stand there, humiliate and horny, caught between cursing the day I had left Barbados to come here and the ever rising desire to have my Master order me to bend over and spread my sopping wet pussy open so he could fuck me right there for all to see. The women looked away in disgust; the men stared in shock and fascination. Master enjoyed both reactions, while I hung my head in shame. As we turned through another aisle a young woman nudged her boyfriend and whispered something into his ear. He glanced over at me and Master and muffled a laugh. "Looks like they want a show slave" he said "and you'll give them one. Turn around." I looked up and turned my back to the couple. Master moved in close to me and placed his hand underneath my skirt. He slowly rubbed my clit and he whispered into my ear. "I want you to bend down, and pick up a box of cereal from the bottom shelf, pretend like your reading it for five seconds and then come back up. Do you understand me slave?" My pussy was clenching and throbbing like crazy. The urge to move my hips back and forth against his hand was overpowering. I bit down hard on my left hand, reminding myself over and over that any movement I made without first seeking permission would not go well for me. Once again my juices trailed down my legs. "Yes master" I did what he said, bending over to expose my wet mound to the young couple. I didn't see when the young girl started to point. I didn't see her boyfriend's face flush red as he stood there, mouth agape, staring stupidly at my wet pussy as I pretended to read the cereal box. I did, however, hear the sound of her hand connect to his face as she began to rant and rave about being a pig. When I turned to look at the couple the young girl was screaming at her boyfriend and pointing in my direction. I managed to make out the word 'whore' and she stormed off, boyfriend trailing behind her. At that moment, all the blood drained from my face. The humiliation and shame flooded through me as I tried to hold back the tears that were welling up in my eyes. He stared at me and for a brief moment I saw a wave of concern emanate from him. "Now there'll be no crying, you've got an admirer." He motioned with his head to the man at the end of the aisle, who was now pretending to decide between two boxes of cereal. He was young, in his late twenties or so. His blond hair was almost shoulder length but trimmed and well kept. He looked at me again, long enough for me to notice his emerald green eyes. He was extremely handsome, any girls fantasy. He gave me the slightest of smiles, before glancing at the man beside me. He looked back to me once more before placing the smaller box of cereal into his shopping cart. "He thinks I'm your boyfriend. Do you think he's handsome?" Master turned and looked me dead in the eyes. I blushed every so slightly and nodded. "I bet he'd like to fuck you.... Do you think he'd like to fuck you slave?" I turned to look at Master, and then glanced back at the young guy who had just taken a few step up the aisle, closing the distance between him and us. "I don't' know Master... perhaps he would..." "I think so. Would you like to fuck him?" I was surprised by the question and quite unsure of how to answer. I wanted to fuck my Master. It was only Master's hard cock I wanted in my cunt right now. Even so, the thought of screwing this man at my Masters request sent my pussy into another quivering fest. I thought of gripping a handful of his blond hair and his sucked on my tits, of what he dick must taste like, of him spraying his cum all over my face and of sucking the last drops of semen from the tip of his cock. Beads of perspiration started rising on my upper lip as I felt my nipples start to pulse and ache. I was so lost in my fantasy that I had hadn't realized that Master was waiting for an answer. He forcefully yanked my head back by the hair, painfully snapping me back to reality. "Well?" I could hear a slight growl in his tone. "I only want to fuck you Master..." The reply brought with it another yank of my hair. "Your lying slave... do you want to be whipped till you bleed?" A tear finally ran down my cheek. "No Master! Please no Master! I'm sorry master. I do want to fuck him! I want his hard dick in my aching cunt right now Master! Please don't whip me Master!" He closed his eyes as a moan rose in his throat. "Mmmmm... You know your Master loves it when his dog begs." I was grateful when he let go of my hair and wiped the tears from my face. The young man had watched our exchange and was now staring in our direction with a look on his face of curiosity mixed with concern. Master noted this with keen interest. He slipped his hand into my top and began to squeeze and massage my left breast. I let out a small whimper as he tweaked and pulled on my now erect nipples. Then, to my absolute mortification, he took out my breast and lifted it as close to my mouth as he could. "Bite your nipples slave," I flashed a look up at him, ready to protest, then slowly sank, knowing that it would be futile. The man now had his mouth slightly open in an "oh my god" fashion and I couldn't help noticing the growing bulge in his pants. I obeyed Master's command and briefly flicked at my nipple before clamping my teeth down on it. I groaned as the burning mixture of pain and pleasure rippled through my body. Master slid his hand up my bare bottom and gently then started to finger my tight asshole. "That's it slave... harder." He growled. I began to sob as I bite harder on my now aching nipple, wondering who else was watching me chomp on my tit and I got my ass finger fucked. Here I was, dressed like a two bit whore in a supermarket in New Zealand, being publicly abused sexually... and enjoying every minute of it. What in the hell would my boyfriend think? I pressed my eyes shut and shuddered at the thought. Master now took his finger and slapped me hard on the ass. I strangled a yelp in my throat and continued the assault on my tit. "Stop" I let go of my now mangled nipple, wincing with pain as I released the flesh. "I want to go over to him, tell him you want to suck his cock and to meet you outside in the car park in fifteen minutes. Make sure you convince him slave. If you fail I'll beat you till you can't move. Do you understand me slave?" I nodded fiercely knowing fully well that he was very serious. "Yes Master, as you wish Master." I made my way to the young man, who was now fidgeting with his shopping cart, pretending to be indecisive about two brands of strawberry jam. He tried, unsuccessfully, to position his leg so as to hide the erection that had developed after watching me and Master's recent display. And from the looks of things this young stud was more that well endowed. I approached him, moving the shopping cart from between us and pushed my body onto his. He was taller than I had anticipated, about 6ft 3", but that was no problem for this 6ft Caribbean girl. He nearly dropped a jar of jam when I traced the outline of his cock with the tips of my fingers. His lips quivered every so slightly and I could see in his eyes he was desperately fighting his urges, trying to tame his throbbing tool which leapt and pulsed at my touch. I let my hand slide up his neck as I whispered into his ear what I was instructed to tell him. He looked down at me and asked if I was serious. I allayed his fears and assured him that I was quite serious and this was not a joke. He told me he would be outside whenever I wanted him and made some crude remark about how much he wanted to fuck me. I grabbed onto his dick before I left, and was amazed by its length and thickness. He must have been at least 8 inches long by a rough estimate and I got even hornier at the thought of taking all of him down my throat. With that image in mind, I slowly sauntered back to my Master. He inquired as to whether I had done as he had ordered and, upon my affirmation, indicated that it was time to make our way to the cashier. Master paid for the groceries and we carried them to the car, placing them in the back seat. He then walked me to the front of the car as he surveyed the front parking lot of the store. "Now, I wonder where you little boyfriend could have gon... oh wait. There he is." I turned towards the direction of his gaze. Sure enough the blond haired man was leaning against the wall of the store, looking from left to right, apparently in search of me. Master came up behind me and slid his arm around my waist as the other found its way to my throat. "Now I want you to be a good little bitch and suck him dry" He tightened his grip on my throat "and make sure you swallow every bit of his cum slut." "Yes" I gasped. "And I want you to do it right here in the parking lot, exactly where he's standing." My eyes widened in disbelief. Are you serious? I could only ever say it in thought. Thankfully he could not see the incredulous expression on my face. Here! In the open! He must be mad! I must be mad! Should I even plead with him? I laughed to myself at the thought. "Do you understand me slave?" I nodded. "Good girl. I will be watching you. Now off you go." Master gently pushed me into the man's direction. The sudden gust of wind did nothing to ease my trepidation and I made my way towards him. It seems as though I had to cross miles on jelly legs instead of the few feet I had to walk. He saw me and perked up; a half sheepish grin lined his face and my stomach churned and twisted in knots I made myself smile wickedly, trying my best to exuded seduction. I grabbed his and kissed him hungrily, probing his mouth with my tongue, sucking at his lips. He returned the favor darting his tongue in and out of my mouth, pressing his lips hard onto mine, practically crushing my face. He was an excellent kisser, I'll give him that. By now I could feel his rock hard dick against my leg and I wasted no time in unzipping his pants to inspect his goods. He was clean shaved, balls and all, and just as impressive as I had imagined. I cupped nine inches of pristine cock in my hand and I was eager to taste every inch of it. Before he could say anything I told him that I was going to suck him off right here, he began to protest, but that quickly faded and I began stroke his twitching dick with both my hands. Any qualms I had about exhibitionism had long since disappeared and as I knelt down on the cold asphalt I realized how aroused I was at the fact that any and every one could see us. I continued to stroke his dick, catching the glob of pre-cum that oozed from the tip of his dick with my tongue. I licked at the head of his cock, tracing its circumference teasingly before sliding all eight inches of his solid cock down my throat. He moaned blissfully as I sucked on his dick, enjoying the flavor of drops of fluid that seeped from it. I then slowly slid it back out and slid my tongue against he underside of his shaft, licking it like it was a giant lollipop. I caressed the sides of his cock with my soft lips while massaging his swollen balls with my hands and peered up at him, taking pleasure in his expression as he let his head fall back. Then I took his balls into my mouth, lovingly sucking and tugging each one, before letting his cock into my mouth once more. I bobbed my head along his shaft, trying to take as much of his dick as I could. I allowed him to hold on to my head as he began to rock his hips back and forth, gently driving his cock in and out of my wet mouth. He let out a curse as I began to speed up, working his balls with one hand while fingering my oily cunt with the next. My actions seemed to arouse him even more and he began to fuck my mouth, pushing my head farther onto his dick. I could feel the wave of heat from my rising orgasm as his dick hit my already sore throat over and over again. I worked fiercely to match his strokes, playing with his balls and fucking myself vigorously, my body shaking at my impending climax. I felt his dick grow bigger and the head of his penis swell, knowing full well that he was about to cum. That thought was all I needed to explode in a violent orgasm, moaning and shuddering as my pussy gushed a continuous stream of hot pussy juice. Grocery Shopping He must have felt my climax, for he grabbed a hand fully of my hair and all but screamed that he was going to cum. I took his cock out of my mouth and frantically began pumping his dick. I begged him to cum in my mouth, to let me swallow all his sweet, thick sperm now. He gritted his teeth and then let out a cry as he came. I caught the thick, milky squirts of his cum in my mouth, greedily lapping up every drop of his creamy load. He shook and trembled, knees buckling as I sucked on his spent dick, massaging his balls and coaxing every last bit of cum I could from it. Exhausted, he all but collapsed against the wall, and seemed not to care about whether or not people were looking at him with this black girl kneeling before him, rubbing and caressing his semi- limp dick. I put his dick back in his pants, zipped him up and arose. He took a few moments to catch his breathe, and, gazing into my eyes, told me that I had just given him the best blow job of his life. I chuckled slightly and told him I had to go. He made an attempt to get my phone number and to give me his own but I politely refused and made my way back to where my Master's car was. I found him, leaning up against the car, arms folded with his head cocked to one side. "Mmmmm there's my dirty little cum- slut! Did you enjoy yourself?" He grinned wickedly I sheepishly nodded, refusing to let my eyes meet his. "You put of a show for a lot of people slave. You had quite and audience. You're such a good little piece of fuckmeat. Now, who's my whore?" "I am, I'm your good little whore Master" I replied "Good slave, now into the car. Master's going to take his bitch home and give her a treat for being so obedient tonight." I obeyed his command and as we drove back to his house I closed my eyes and went over the events that had just transpired. I squeezed my eyes tighter. I had two weeks of vacation here, and if what had happened thus far was any indication, it would be a very long two weeks indeed. Grocery Shopping It's a game we play you and I. Two people, so comfortable in each other's arms and, with each other's thoughts, pretending to be complete strangers. What is to come, a complete mystery. The only thing predetermined is the location and approximate time. Today, as always, we arrive separately. This time, it's the grocery store. Our eyes first meet in of all sections, produce. I nonchalantly raise an cantaloupe to my nose, testing its ripeness, its readiness. You flash a mischievous half grin and run your fingers up and down one of the cucumbers in front of you. I die laughing, but keep it on the inside. I suppose I deserved that for picking such an obvious innuendo. No, our encounter will not begin that easily. I regain my composure, turn my back, and walk away. Soon, the mundane nature of grocery shopping takes over and I find myself absent-mindedly browsing the aisles. Ramen noodles give me flash backs of college as I recall steak being a total luxury. In fact, the noodles back then were even generic. Makes me laugh to think about it now. We meet again, finding ourselves walking in the opposite direction down the same aisle. Glances and nods are exchanged but nothing more. I find my shopping being placed on the back burner. I walk up and down the edge of the store looking down each aisle. If I happen to catch sight of you, there is always an excuse to join you. Something on each shelf is completely necessary. It's not you I'm after. Our looks begin to linger a little longer with each encounter. I have already surveyed your left hand. The absence of a ring lets me know you're available. The charade has completely taken over by now. I find myself trying to build up the courage to ask for your number. I never do. Only glance, smile, and continue my shopping. Then, the totally unplanned happens. I'm kneeling at the end of an aisle looking at spaghetti ingredients when you round the corner and I find myself eye level and mere inches from your waist. I inhale deeply hoping to steal a sample of your perfume, and perhaps your arousal. Perfume is all that is detected, but a 6th sense allows me to know the other is present as well. I stand, our eyes lock, and I stumble over my words. "Excuse me.", is all I can mutter and once again walk away. I finally find myself in the checkout line. I look over to find you have decided to check out as well. I quickly inventory your basket and it seems as if we've shared a shopping list. "Great minds.", pops into my head and begin to stack my items on the conveyor belt behind the divider placed by the gentleman in front of me. Soon, the last beep is heard, my items are bagged, and I pay and head out to my car. I watch you as you wheel your basket across the parking lot and catch you looking back at me. I have given up any hopes of getting to know you better. Perhaps we'll meet here again one day. Then, just as I'm fumbling for my keys, I feel a pair of hands bracket my waist. I twist as your arms come together around my back and pull me in until our lips crush one another with urgency. My unguided shopping cart wobbles aimlessly until it comes to rest against a parking curb. There is something about a woman being sexually aggressive that makes me instantly hard. I savor the moment only briefly. I pull back and fumble once again in my pocket for my keys. Once my door is unlocked, I reach behind me and open the door. A controlled fall finds us in the front seat of my car. I scoot the seat back as far as possible and lower the back while twisting around until I am on top of you. Though I'm in a position of power, you're the one who's totally in control. Our lips meet again, this time gently, teasingly. I kiss the lower corner of your bottom lip and place gentle kisses until I've made the entire circumference of your full lips. Gentle teasing with my tongue coaxes yours out. Soon, our kisses are as urgent as the first. I kiss my way down to your neck and nibble up and down your neck taking time to suckle on your ear lobes. I feel your breathing become more labored as I kiss further down into your cleavage and unbutton your shirt kissing lower as each bit of flesh is exposed. You've worn a front clasp bra. I too have prepared for this encounter. Earlier in the day a well placed shot from a bb gun as darkened this portion of the parking lot. Enough dim light trickles through the windows to illuminate your perfect breasts as my mouth lowers taking each nipple between my lips and teasing with the tip of my tongue. Knowing we're not in total privacy, my journey hastens down across your stomach until I have reached my goal. A few more buttons undone reveals your panty covered mound. I dive in and kiss and lick through the cotton coaxing whimpers and moans which seem to come from deep within your throat. As I look up, you see my mouth totally covering you. My eyes request permission and you nod letting me know it's okay to go further. You raise your butt off my car seat as I pull your skirt along with your panties up and over your knees but not completely off. A quick re-robe may be in order. I feel your knees draw up; Your skirt and panties, now behind my head, pull me toward you once again. My tongue extends to meet your glistening petals. It delves inside and back up finding your clitoris. I can feel the little nub stiffen as the tip of my tongue glides across it. It seems to come out further, reaching for me as I reach for it. I run my hands up and down your thighs as I probe. Finally, I bring my hands up and hold you open so my lips and tongue have full access to your now dripping sex. I feel your entire body tense and shudder as I hit the right spots, moving off of them briefly to allow the anticipation build within you. Soon however, my lips purse your clit and do not let go. My tongue flicks across and back and forth until your moans become muffled screams. I can faintly hear you begging me to stop but I do not listen. I am trapped in my own little world which is inhabited only by my mouth and your beautiful pussy. Without warning, your thighs clamp around my head as your body tenses and raises off the seat. I know my tongue has delivered intense pleasure throughout your entire body simply by flicking one tiny portion of your anatomy. The control seems to have returned to my court. There is nothing better than bringing a woman to such an intense climax. I open my door and step out allowing you some privacy while you re-dress. An unnecessary gesture perhaps having just been so intimate. You step out of the car, thank me with a quick peck on the lips and disappear into the darkness. On my way home, I catch sight of you in my rear view mirror. I do believe you're following me. I begin thinking to myself that this evening just keeps getting better and better. Then, without warning, you turn. I feel the slight pains of disappointment but soon find myself back at home putting up my groceries. I can't help but grin ear to ear as I pull one of the cantaloupes out of my bag remembering our minutes old tryst. I resign myself to watch some television before bed and begin mindlessly changing channels. Soon, a knock at the door. I smile... Grocery Shopping This story is just a little fantasy, written in first-person, male POV. While I have fondled my husband in a grocery store, we have never played this game. SandraMustard 2014 ***** My wife, Debbie, and I headed for the grocery store. We often shopped together and messed around like teenagers even though we've been married for more than twenty years. We had double shopping to do. We shop for shut-ins about once a month and with our own groceries to buy, we each would be pushing a cart and sort of going our separate ways. We love this arrangement because we act like strangers and play grab-ass to shock the other shoppers. The fun started when I was in the canned goods aisle having lost track of my wife. As I bent over to grab some green beans off the bottom shelf, this hand smacked me in the ass and grabbed my nuts. Despite the familiarity with this kind of thing, I was startled and jumped forward, bumping my head into a shelf. I rose up, rubbing my head to see Debbie walking away and grinning back at me. 'I'll get you back,' I thought to myself and started walking the other way. As I approached a woman shopper just ahead, she asked me if I was all right. She was probably mid-thirties, black hair, pretty hazel eyes, decent tits, and an ass I would love to see my dick slamming into. She had seen what my wife did and probably heard the thump sound my head made. I told her it was just a little bump. "Do you know that woman?" she asked. I avoided giving a direct answer hoping we could shock her with some further antics so I said, "Do you believe that? Just grab a man's nuts in the grocery store?" "She grabbed you sexually? You should report her to the store manager." Her suggestion was funny because the store manager knows us from last year after watching us fuck in a deserted little corner. He tried to threaten us with arrest after he got a big enough eyeful that his pants were bulging. "No, I don't want to do that. The truth is, I enjoyed that a bit, having someone sexy like that touch me." I kind of looked her up and down with a smile and added, "I wouldn't turn you in either." "Oh," was her simple reply. I started pushing my cart again, and as I passed her, zap! Her hand snaked up between my cheeks and touched my nuts! I almost stumbled and turned in disbelief to see her grinning like a Cheshire cat. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it; you practically asked me to do that." I nodded and smiled. Holy shit! Debbie is not going to believe this! I hurried to the next aisle to catch up to her. I gave her a recap of what happened and a description of the woman. We decided to up the ante and see how far she would go. Then I complained about the knock on my head. Debbie pulled my head down and kissed the booboo just as the Cheshire lady came around the corner. I whispered that she was coming so Debbie put her free hand right on my crotch and cupped my cock and balls while giving my head another kiss. I pretended to drop my jaw in surprise. Then Debbie sauntered away past the Cheshire lady as she came up to me. "What did she say to you?" "Oh, she was sorry I hurt my head and wanted to make the pain go away." "Let me see your head." I tilted my head down and she gently rubbed her fingers over the little bump that was forming. "Ooh! You have a little knot there. Let me help." She rose up on her tiptoes and planted a little kiss on the bump. She also planted her other hand right on my crotch! "There. How does that bump feel now?" Her hand was still cupping my cock and balls. "What bump?" I asked. "See? All it takes is a little distraction," she said as she looked down at her hand still fondling my package. Finally, she gave a little squeeze and let go. What a cheeky lady she was, the likes of which I had never encountered. I turned and spotted my wife down the aisle; she had stopped to gather some items and saw the whole scene. I gave her a raised eyebrow look and mouthed, "Did you see that?" Debbie nodded slightly and smiled at my shorts starting to bulge. The next aisle was crowded and nothing happened but in the aisle after that, Debbie played the backup game. She had stopped to look at something and when I came up behind her to reach up and over for a cereal box above her, she bent down and stepped back, putting her ass right against my bulge. Her movement kept me just out of reach of the box I was after so I tried to stretch a bit but only succeeded in pressing against her harder which she augmented by wiggling her ass. Cheshire lady had walked up and was now looking at my bulging shorts bouncing between Debbie's cheeks. I took a couple of steps back resigned to waiting. Debbie finally moved away but before I could close in, Cheshire lady stepped right into her vacated spot and bent over. This caused my bulge to bang into her ass cheeks. I once again tried to push my way forward but met with equal pressure backwards. I loved the contact with the stranger's ass and was getting aroused. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her ass side to side, up and down, back and forth. "Don't mind me, I'm just trying to get something," I grunted. "I don't mind. Let me know when you get it." Finally, in desperation, I reached around her waist with one arm, picked her up off the ground holding her ass against my cock and moved forward. "Got it," I exclaimed as I released her. "I'm glad. I guess shopping can be so hard for some people," she quipped as she sized up the hard thing in my shorts. When I passed Debbie, I whispered to me at our special place. We had found a little corner that used to have more room but when they remodeled the Deli, it left room for just a short dead end aisle where they kept low volume stuff. It also was visible only to shoppers who rounded the end of one other aisle. Debbie had given me head there several times and the infamous doggie fuck. I was waiting there, looking at various cooking utensils when Debbie and Cheshire lady showed up. "Here's where he's hiding," my wife announced. She left her cart across the aisle opening and Cheshire lady completed the blockade as they cornered me against the back wall. "What are you ladies doing? I think you are trying to take advantage of my good nature." "How big do you think his good nature is?" Debbie asked as she moved her hand down the bulge of my cock in the leg of my shorts. Taking her turn, Cheshire lady slowly rubbed the whole length and said, "We won't know 'til it all comes out but there has to be plenty for both of us." I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations. I was going to nut soon for sure. "Is he circumcised?" Debbie asked. Testing my helmet between thumb and forefinger, Cheshire lady assessed I was and nodded. Debbie stooped down and as she queried, "Boxers or tighty-whities?" she stuck her hand up the leg of my shorts, knowing full well I was commando. When she didn't tell what she discovered, the Cheshire lady took matters into her own hands. "Oh, now that's convenient." Debbie grabbed the waistband of my shorts, and in a flash (pun intended), they were at my ankles. She grabbed my hard-on which sprang up and after two strokes, took me in her mouth. Cheshire lady was watching intently from a foot away. Now, my wife is a wonderful cocksucker and with the other lady there, I was getting ready to boil over in no time. Sensing my state, she pulled her mouth off and pointed my cock at the Cheshire lady. I was instantly sucked into an incredible wet and warm mouth. Her tongue was tickling me just under the ridge at the top of each stroke before plunging back to her throat. She was no amateur either. I knew I was going to explode in just seconds. I mouthed to Debbie that I was going to come. She nodded her head at the Cheshire woman. "Here it comes, baby!" I warned. She took me deep and stroked me with her hand until I splashed my first shots against her tonsils. "Save me some," my wife insisted and my cock was traded from one mouth to the other without spilling a drop. I pulled the Cheshire lady up and gave her a deep soul kiss as my wife cleaned up my orgasm. When our lips parted, she panted, "Wow, lover boy here doesn't mind kissing his own cum." "Yeah, I know." "You know?" "I've been married to him for over twenty-three years." "Holy shit! You let me suck your husband off?" Turning to me, she said, "You said you didn't know her!" "I didn't answer that question, actually," I said in my defense. My wife assured her, "It was a lot of fun the way you joined in our little game. Do you want to come to our house for some more fun? Wait 'til you feel what he can do with his tongue!" She hesitated as she looked at each of us, "I'm game."