0 comments/ 26725 views/ 0 favorites Convenience Shopping By: Ronald Thurman Cindi, the stunning beauty that worked at our local convenience store would always greet me with a big bright smile and a cheerful "Hi." To say that she was the 'All American Beauty' was an understatement. She had shoulder length blond hair surrounding an absolutely cherubic face with a tiny, upturned nose, full cupid's bow lips and deep blue eyes that you could get lost in for days. At first glance she would seem almost chubby but that was because of her large breasts and a well rounded, heart shaped ass that would make your teeth ache. She was so sweet I was sure that she shit marshmallows. Our relationship stayed on an employee-customer basis for a long time because even though she seemed more mature than most of the women I was dating, I still thought she was too young. When she would help me find a certain product or pick out a video, she always stood real close, sometimes lightly brushing her ample breast against my arm, driving me crazy by tempting me with her forbidden fruit. One night when I stopped into the store to pick up some beer and a movie I could see she was not too happy. "What's the matter?" I asked. "Last week I broke up with my boyfriend, yesterday was my eighteenth birthday and nobody seemed to notice, and I've had to work every night this week. Other than that, life's great," she said. "Seeing you is the best thing that's happened to me today." "Man, you are desperate." "No, I didn't mean it that way," she laughed, giving me a hug. "It's just that I feel good when you're around. You're nice and so mature." "That happens when you pass thirty." "I like that. My ex boyfriend was such a punk asshole. It seemed like all he was using me for was to get himself off. Then he'd leave to go hang out with his jock buddies. Sometimes I'd get so frustrated I could scream. I should have never told him I was on the pill." "That boy is a sick puppy. If I had a girlfriend as sweet as you, I'd make sure you were happy." "I'll bet you could make me happy," she said, then gave me a deep, wet kiss as she pressed her magnificent tits into my chest. "All I've wanted for my birthday was an orgasm. I've read about them and they sound wonderful." The only thing that went through my mind right then was; there is a God in heaven and He does answer prayers! I put my arms around her waist, pulled her close to me and kissed her while lightly probing her mouth through our slightly parted lips. She took my hands in hers and moved them up her torso so that I was cupping her big, firm tits. When we came up for air, she smiled at me mischievously and said, "Whoa, lookee there, it's eleven o'clock, time to close the store." I glanced at my watch and saw that it was only twenty after ten. "Nobody's come in for the last two hours except you," she said. "If I get fired, no big deal. I'm gonna quit anyway." She locked the front door, then took me by the hand and led me to the back room. After she turned off the store lights, she reached around behind a stack of boxes and pulled out a blanket and an inflated air mattress and put them on the floor, spreading the blanket out over the mattress. "Let's get naked," she said as she pulled her tank top over her head. Her firm tits stood out high and proud as her nipples puckered and distended, inviting me to suck and nibble them. As I leaned down and savored the perfection of her mounds, I unzipped her denim skirt, then pushed it down, along with her panties and stroked my hand through the soft bush covering her pubis. She deftly opened the front of my jeans and took my swelling cock in her hand, making it grow to its full length. When I ran a fingertip into her steamy crevice she let out a soft moan as her knees buckled slightly. She lowered herself down onto the mattress, beckoning for me to join her. I kicked off my jeans and lay down next to her, taking her in my arms and kissing her some more. I worked my way down her neck and kissed and nuzzled circles around those magnificent boobs then sucked and gently bit each nipple, one then the other until she was moaning uncontrollably. With some reluctance, I left the perfection of her tits and kissed my way down her abdomen, then nuzzled into the fragrant thatch of hair between her legs. I parted her swollen cunt lips with my tongue and licked the tangy moisture that was flowing from her quivering orifice. I found the little hard knot of her clitoris hidden in the creamy folds of sensitive flesh and sucked it out of it's hiding place and started flicking it with the tip of my tongue. Cindi let out a loud gasp as her body began to spasm and she pulled me up on top of her and wrapped her legs around me. I could feel the shaft of my cock pressing into the folds of her pussy, so I raised up slightly so that the head was positioned at the well-lubricated entrance of her feminine sheath then slid it into the tight aperture. She met my thrust by raising her hips and my cock slid in all the way, stretching the slippery walls of her tight cunt. Cindi met my every thrust as I stroked my cock in and out of her. With my throbbing hard on still buried deep in Cindi's gripping cunt, I rolled us over so that she was on the top. "Now you're in control," I told her. "Find the position and the movement that feels the best and go for it." She wiggled her hips then started thrusting them back and forth. "OH! It feels so good," she said as she sat upright, driving my cock even further in to her. She continued thrusting her hips back and forth as she ground her pussy into my pelvic bone. I reached up and squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples as her movements increased in speed. It didn't take long before I was ready to explode and as her body began to quiver, she let out a loud gasp and her orgasmic spasms carried me right along with her to climax. "I had no idea it felt so good," she said when she finally caught her breath. "I couldn't tell if I had one long orgasm or a bunch of them all strung together, but it was wonderful. Thank you for my birthday present." "It's a gift that keeps giving," I said. Convenience Shopping Hello friends, fellow readers, and exotic sex craved animals. I wrote a story about my first time. I hope you all enjoy my tale of what happened to me. I assure you it has everything from suspense to hardcore fucking. My name is Baby or at least that's what everybody calls me. I'm 21 years old, legally blonde, with looks to die for. I have always been used to guys hitting on me from all different directions trying to get a taste of my sweet "strawberry wine". This one time was different though. This time I gave in. He was like nothing I have ever seen before. His name shall be Joe. That of course isn't his real name. He had muscles, looks, and incredibly soft looking blue, tender eyes. He was heaven to touch, and he was heaven to fuck. We'll worry about that later on. I had to meet him first... I was working late in a small mid-western town one cold, December night. I was fairly new at my job as a gas station/convenient store clerk. It was around about seven o'clock that night. The store business was getting slower and slower. I had my boss in there with me that particular evening. The clock had struck seven. You know seven is a lucky number. Little did I know how lucky I would be that night? Joe walked in. I noticed those big, blue; tantalizing eyes right off the bat. For one thing, he looked directly at me as he walked in, and headed towards the cooler of drinks. He had a slow strut; a big built muscular body, and a nice ass as a matter of fact. I wasn't real busy so I was definitely looking at him from behind the cash register. It was like Time stood still. He took my mind to another place. We were on the beach, hand in hand. We both had pina' colatas. It was around sunset. The nice orange colors decorated the water; we were lying on a blanket in front of the sun. I laid myself down first. He laid himself on top of me. Then he forced himself into the deepest part of my soul, and we fucked all night long. "HEY!, may I please get checked out pretty thing?" Joe said as he had a Mountain Dew on the counter. " Oh, I'm sorry. I must have been dreaming" I said as I fumbled around trying to get back to reality. “.... And a pack of Marlboro Reds, in a box." Joe told me in a very seductive voice. I felt his eyes looking through to my soul as he looked at me. I quickly somehow, made sure he was satisfied and he went on his merry way. A few minutes later, I noticed my boss was about to leave. I remember asking him what the guys name was that just came in with those incredibly, gorgeous blue eyes. I remember my boss telling me Joe was his name as he put on his coat and left me on my own to close the night. About two hours later, I was busy doing my chores; making sure all the racks were pretty much full, and stuff like that. The phone rang. I usually got phone calls all through the night so I rushed to the phone hoping it would be my main squeeze. It wasn't. He said his name was Clint Eastwood and asked me if he could come show me his gun. I told him to come on. I never expected him to show up. Most guys are all talk. I was expecting this one to be also. He showed up about thirty minutes later, banging on the already locked doors. If there is no business, I usually locked the doors by ten, so I can leave on time. I let Clint and his buddy in, not recognizing them right off. However, once Clint looked at me with those soft blue eyes, I knew who it was. It was Joe and one of his friends. We quickly started talking like we were friends. After a few minutes, I went back to doing my duties as we continued to talk. His friend left us not too long after he got there. Joe and I didn't mind at all being the only ones there. Joe stood in front of the counter as I filled the medicine rack from behind the counter. I remember he knocked over some candy that was beside the cash register. I turned around. I knelt down starting to pick it up when I felt his hand on my right, tender butt cheek. I have never felt like that any time beforehand. When he touched me, it was the most electrifying sensation you could ever want to have ladies. I felt everything from being aroused to being scared half to death. Anyway, I turned around real fast to acknowledge his hand was on my ass. Take into consideration that I did not allow any mans' hand to be on my ass unless I tell them to do it. I didn't tell Joe to do it. I don't think my body told him to do it, never mind the fact that I wanted him to make a move. However, I turned around, and much to my enjoyment he was standing nose to nose with me. We were so close you couldn't even fit paper between our faces. It was only then that I felt something happening to my body I have never felt before that night. I wanted him. I wanted him bad. My whole body wanted his. I began to shake as he started to kiss me on the lips so softly. I first thought, " This isn’t right " ... Then I just closed my eyes and told myself it was wrong, though I didn't want him to stop. He embraced me. I embraced him. We embraced each other until I suddenly found myself sitting on some boxes in the cooler with Joe in front of me taking off my clothes bit by bit, as he was kissing me. He was totally taking control of the situation. I liked it. I wanted him more. I wanted him like you want a ten-inch dildo after Watching porn. As I gave in and laid down letting him seduce me with his lips, I noticed flashlights. From the backdoor, those flashlights walked in. It was about three of them with badges. Joe and I were totally speechless as they talked. I guess the situation was self-explanatory. We were both in the cooler of a store I ran and we wanted to fuck. Well, I sure as hell did after he sent shockwaves through my body. The cops kindly walked us outside. I guess I'll remember to set the alarm next time so they wont be worried about my safety anymore. I was being very well taken care of though. The cops wasted no time escorting Joe and I outside. They gave us the usual lecture " knowing better than to have the doors unlocked". After that, they were ready to head for their homes and settle in for the night. I could see in their faces that they were amused. Mr. Smith, the chief, wasn’t suprised at us. He was an older man with a little gray in his hair. I'm pretty sure that he was young once and he's been through some of the same type of stuff. " In our day, we went down to the river." Mr. Smith said with a smile on his face. He opened his driver side door. We carried on a social type of conversation to mellow out the situation. I needed it too. Although, I was pretending to be mature, I couldn't hide the embarrassment. " Now, you kids be good." Mr. Smith said as he got in his car and drove off with a smile. He was the last one to leave. I was still worked up from what Joe did to me earlier. I turned around to face Joe. " So, what now? " I asked him with a smile on my face. " We can go back to your place." Joe told me. He had this assuring look on his eye. He took my hand. " We don't have to. " he said as he gazed into my eyes. " I want to. " I told him. However, I couldn't think of anything better than the thought of Joes' cock in my tight pussy. I wanted him. I had never wanted anybody that much before. He was the first guy to make me moisten my cotton thongs. Everything inside me was calling his name. " Let's go then. " Joe said. He had a small grin on his face. He had this amazing confidence. He knew he lit my fire and he wanted to put another log into it. We got in my brand new Camaro. He said that he’d drive so I handed him the car keys and we got in the car. The ride to my apartment seemed like forever. Every minute lasted an hour to me, both in my mind and in my pants. I think Joe noticed my hand shaking. " Joe, I've never been this far before." I said. " You want to, don't you?" he asked. I didn't really know what to say. I've never wanted anybody as much as I wanted him. I admit I had doubts about what to say because I didn't want to sound "easy" . However, I didn't want to scare him away either with playing too hard to get. " Don't worry sweet cheeks, you wouldn't be here if you didn't want to, right? " Joe asked. It was like he knew exactly the right things to say. I've only known him a few hours but he knew exactly what to say and do to make my soul scream. " True " I said with reassurance. I had this crazy confidence about him all over again. I knew that he was what I wanted and I wanted him right then. We finally got to my apartment not a moment too soon. For a moment that is supposed to take your breath away, the anticipation seemed more agitating. I did not waste any time at all. We got out. I walked to my door, turned around and noticed Joe. He took my breath away again for the ten-billonth time that night. He was standing right behind me. He was so tall and so firm. Yet, when I looked into his eyes, I knew my body was his for the taking. I had spent my whole life turning down men but I wasn't going to even try to resist Joe. To be honest, I had my doubts still, was this the right thing to do or not? I remember asking that to myself a lot. Joe took the key that I had in my hand. He looked at me. He told me that it was forty degrees and he wants in because it's cold. He wanted to get warmed up. " I am already. " I said with a crazy smile on my face. I even said it without hesitating. After I said what I did, I was shocked. I remember blushing so red. I was bold. I was daring. I was a real sexy bitch. After I thought about it, I was perfectly comfortable. I was going to let the man with the sexy blue eyes invade my soul and hold my heart captive. " Are you coming in or you like standing outside your door daydreaming? " Joe said in his usual sarcastic, manly voice. He was inside in the living room waiting on me. He seemed agitated. I guess I haven't been a good girl. I went on inside to my thermostat. " Let's get it real hot. " Joe told me with a firm, deep, manipulative voice. He was standing right behind me at the time, leaning over my shoulders. I could feel his warm breath on my neck. He was beginning to rub his hands down my shoulders so slow. It was getting real hot, real fast. I didn't waste any time. I slowly reached over my shoulder, took his hand, and began walking to the bedroom. I stopped right in front of my nice queen sized bed. He walked over to the nightstand so slowly and turned the switch on my lamp. I remember just standing there with a virgin grin on my face. He took two steps over to me. We were face to face with each other. I never wanted anything more at that moment than to feel his warm lips on mine. That's when it happened. He put both of his hands on both tips of my shoulders, and he began kissing me. It was soft enough to want more, and firm enough to make me grasp his forearm. His kisses didn't end at my lips. He gave me kisses everywhere from my lips down all over my neck. While he was making love to my neck, he began unbuttoning my shirt from the top down. I was getting weak at the knees and more helpless as the night was going on. He had total control of my body for however long he needed. He proceeded to take my shirt off. He began kissing my hands so softly. He began massaging my back with the tips of his fingers. It was nice and slow. That was when he picked me up, and threw me on the bed. I was just laying there smiling looking into those big, gorgeous, blue eyes. He reached behind me, yanked my bra off like a pro, and grabbed my breast like they were a piece of chicken. It felt so good. He began doing things to my body that wasn't heard of. I'm not talking about from the outside. I'm talking about from the inside. My heart was racing. My body was shaking. I couldn't help but throw my arms around him at the time just to hold on. He was definitely sending me down a roller coaster emotionally. If he wanted me hot, I was hot, and getting more sensations every second from my wet pussy. As I was saying, I had my arms thrown around his head. He had his hands on mine. He was kissing my breast. I was getting slippery everywhere. He had me all wet and juicy already. He took his hands, and slowly pulled off my pants. He took his fingers and caressed my panties until they just slid off my body. He couldn't stand it anymore. He took his head down south. He began licking my clit slowly not to miss an inch, getting deeper with every stroke. I couldn't do anything but try to breathe. He then began to do that shit with his tongue that most men do, that wiggling motion. Oh, I just had to scream. It felt damn good. I was surely having an orgasm. I couldn't stand it. " Take me. " I yelled. " Take me now. " I yelled even louder. I'm sure the neighbors heard me. At that point in time, I didn't really care. Meanwhile he was pulling me closer. He pulled his pants down and he began to stick his fat, juicy cock right where it needed to be. First, he just tickled my pussy with it, teasing me. He let that go on until I grabbed his hair. I told him to fuck me. He then stuck the biggest, most juicy cock in me. He began to fuck me, kind of slow at first. It didn't take him long to get harder and faster. The rest as they say is history. The next morning I woke up to find a paper made rose and a note by my bed on the nightstand. It read " Thanks for the good time. Sincerely, Joe " I've lived a lot since then and realized what he meant. I don't regret it. I loved it. I still think that my first time was the best time. He gave me a feeling I have never ever yet matched. In conclusion, I would like to thank everybody involved. If it wasn't for you all, I wouldn't be able to share my life with other people. Thank you all. You all know who you are.