3 comments/ 13998 views/ 2 favorites The Supermarket By: EatFuckPirate I first noticed you in the supermarket. You were bending over the vegetable display looking at some cucumbers. The shiny black material of your shorts stretched over the globes of your ass, and your breasts pushed against the white material of your blouse as you straightened up. You caught me staring at you and smiled to let me know it was alright. I blushed and smiled back, knowing in my mind that I had to have you. I pushed the cart around the store but couldn't concentrate on shopping. I could only think about the effect your ass and tits had on my cock. It was instant erection. I had to re-arrange my dick several times and still could not hide its hardness. I followed you around the store, filling my eyes with your beauty. Your breasts swelled up under your blouse as you reached for items on the shelves, your ass wiggling as you pushed the cart around the store. I followed you to the checkout counter and stood behind you as you unloaded your cart. Your movements were magical, surreal and very sexual. I could no longer hide the swelling in my pants and your eyes wandered towards my hard cock and you smiled at me again. I watched you finish your checkout and leave the store. I was in a hurry to get myself checked out so I could see you one more time and I raced outside the store to look for you. I saw you bending over the trunk of your car, your ass once again the focal point of my stares. You looked up at me and smiled once more as you got into your car, motioning for me to follow. We drove through town for a few miles and finally down a tree lined street. You pulled to the side of the road and leaned out of your window, asking me to park and ride with you. I entered your car, my cock a raging, throbbing piece of flesh looking for release. You reached over and touched it through my pants saying "Be patient, your time will come". You pulled into a drive and opened the garage door, driving in and quickly shutting the door. I jumped out of the car and ran to your side so I could open the door for you, and watch you as your legs slide across the seat and out of the car. I helped you with the groceries, all the time staring at your tits and ass, lusting, wanting, and needing to be in you. We entered the house and dumped the groceries on the kitchen floor. There was no disguising our sexual desire for each other. You walked towards me, fell to your knees and unzipped my pants, reaching for my hard cock. Holding it in your hands, you rubbed the head over your lips slowly, licking up all the pre-cum that you could. Then you gently licked the head with your tongue before you pulled its entire length into your mouth and down your throat, sucking eagerly and with passion. I thrust my hips towards your face to meet your movements and we played a symphony, a sweet duet of lust. I was out of control with desire. I reached down and pulled you to your feet, my mouth touching your lips, our tongues dueling with desire. I tasted your sweetness mixed with mine and never wanted the kiss to end. I reached towards you and unbuttoned your blouse, letting it fall to the ground. Your lacy white bra was next, exposing your beautiful tits, the dark brown of your nipples reaching towards me with desire. I pinched the nipples between my fingers, rolling them into hard tips waiting to be sucked into my mouth. I lowered my lips to your tits, sucking on your nipples like they were tiny cocks, up and down, in and out. They grew even harder than before under my ministrations and your moans of pleasure let me know you wanted me also. I returned to your lips, your hard, hot nipples burning a hole into my hairy chest. Our tongues met once again, twisting, turning, licking and sucking. My hand dropped to the waist of your shorts and I released the button and zipper. I guided my hand to your lacy panties and slipped it under the elastic and onto your hot pussy. Your clit was on fire, hard and hot with desire. My fingers traced the outline of your swollen lips before plunging into the wetness of your pussy, exploring the velvet softness of your pussy. Your muscles tightened around my fingers as I moved them deeper and deeper inside of you, gripping them so hard that I moaned in pleasure. I dropped to the floor, replacing my fingers with my tongue, eager to capture all your juices before they left your pussy. My tongue probed deeper, seeking to reach all of your insides, not missing a spot. I sucked your hard clit between my lips, gently, firmly then gently again. Your juices were pouring from your hot pussy and onto my chin, dripping onto my chest where it sparkled like jewels. I turned you around and leaned you over the counter, spreading your legs slightly so I could have access to your pussy with my tongue. I licked between your legs to your pussy and back again to your cute little ass, licking around the hole before thrusting my tongue inside of you. I reached around you and rubbed your clit with my fingers, stroking the hard button in harmony with my tongue. Each probe of my tongue in your ass caused your body to move forward, each time my fingers find your clit your body moves back. We establish a rhythm between us, a dance of passion and heat. I rise from my knees and grab your tits from behind, teasing the soft globes and hard nipples between my fingers. Your hand reaches behind you and guides my hard dick in to your wet pussy, where your muscles immediately tighten around my throbbing flesh. I thrust harder and harder, trying to extinguish the fire burning inside of you. I have found heaven inside your pussy and want to release my thick cum inside of you. But you have other ideas for me. You rub your pussy and wet your fingers with the juices. Reaching behind you, you rub the juices into your ass, then take my cock into your hand and withdraw it from your pussy. You rub the head of my rock hard cock around your ass, and with one thrust backwards, you force my dick into your ass. It is so different inside your ass. Your pussy is wet and smooth, like velvet. Your ass is very tight and hot, so hot my dick feels the burning. As I thrust inside your ass, one hand finds your nipple and one hand your clit. I rub and stroke and thrust, three different and unique feelings cumming together as one. My cock explodes inside your ass, shooting thick, hot, creamy streams of cum deep inside your ass. As I continue to thrust in and out, my cum flows from inside your ass and runs down your legs. You catch my dripping cum in your fingers and rub it onto your clit and nipples. You turn and offer your cum covered nipples to me and I suck them deep into my mouth, licking them clean. Then I move my lips to yours, my tongue meeting yours in a sensual dance of lust. We taste that which is us, together as one. Satisfied, exhausted, we sink to the floor in each others arms, knowing what we just experienced was heaven on earth. The Supermarket "The fire trucks are on their way." I feel the warm, soft wind against my ear as he whispers the fact that we would soon be found out. "We don't have much time." He stands against me and the wall, sandwiching my body against it, not allowing me to move. He holds my hands high above us, fingers interlocked and pressing against the concrete. He's looking into my eyes, into my soul. Those eyes. Two minutes ago, everyone ran out of the store, quickly and calmly, like there wasn't a fire, but there could be. We snuck into this dank place, an industrial freezer behind those doors you always want to go through, but never do. It was the first day of spring, so I'm wearing a striped black and while skirt that ends just below my knees, with the top of it showing everyone a little more than what they would wonder was underneath. He's wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans. Simple, stylish. My man. Under normal circumstances, I'd feel cold, unwelcome. With our combined warmth, I feel nothing but his body and that piercing stare that knows my deepest fears, dreams and desires. "Let's go," he says. He kisses me on the lips, softly, lets our arms fall to our sides, hands still holding and leads me out to the store. We stand in front of cheap baked goods wrapped in plastic and covered in sugar. The alarm is sounding and the store is empty. We're all alone. He puts his hands my waist and stands behind me, breathing softly against my neck, kissing it, slowly at first. I close my eyes, let my head fall to one side and listen to his breathing, intend on trying to savor every sense but sight; the sound of his breath; the sensation of his lips on my skin; the smell of him. I find myself starting to breath in rhythm with him, the pace and intensity starting to increase. He raises his hands from my waist up my sides to my shoulders and down again to the top of my arms and squeezes, initiating the excitement. I shiver. I can feel parts of me getting warmer. Parts that he never fails to give attention to. "I love you" he whispers. No matter how many times I hear it, it never gets old. Now, in this place, the memories of him, the feeling of him, the sensation that is him, all serve to fuel my excitement. The fire department will be here soon and I don't give a shit. His kissing and breathing continue to rise. With my eyes still closed, I reach up and run my fingers through is hair, and pull his head deeper into my neck. He lets out a small roar of excitement and bites my shoulder softly. "Harder," I tell him. So he bites harder. He squeezes my arms harder, lets his hands drop behind my arms and sneaks them under my arms like I wouldn't notice. Then he squeezes my breasts hard enough that I can tell he's using most of the strength in his hands. It hurts, but it hurts good. As soon as I let out a small sigh of pleasure, he moves his mouth to my ear and reminds me of our shopping plans. "We need some milk" he says. "We're going to the dairy section, then I'm going to fuck you." Still holding my tits, he moves his hand down, lifts the front of my skirt and feels my wetness through my underwear. "Good girl." He moves his hands down and grabs my hips, pulling him so close to me I can feel his excitement pressing against my ass, then proceeds to direct me to the dairy section. When we arrive, like a store clerk setting up a mannequin, he stands me facing the rows of milk, then slowly paces around me, his hand trailing around my waist, looking me up and down like a sculptor assessing his work. Standing behind me again, he gives me an order. "Check the expiration dates". I bend over, letting my skirt get tighter as I do, letting him see the shape of my ass. I hold it close enough to tell him what I want, but far enough away to tease. I turn around to see him hypnotized by my body. Purposefully I wriggle my hips slowly to stir him into action. Quickly and without warning, I feel a burning sensation on my ass. It's been smacked. Hard. I let out a sigh, mixed with a groan. With purpose, he lifts my skirt up, and squeezes my ass. He tells me to bend over further and I comply. As I do, he lowers himself, kissing my shoulders, back, and ass, while pulling down my underwear, before burying his face in my wanting hole. I can feel him at work as he feasts on my clit, pressing on it with his tongue and squeezing with his lips. He takes a hand, which was holding an ass cheek and plunges two fingers inside me. He has no trouble finding his way in, and I can feel my wetness helping his work. I moan, trying to decide what sensation to concentrate on, then decide to just let go and let him have his way with me. He's good at this. I sit on the edge of ecstasy for what feels like hours, but he never lets me get there. After a few moments, he stands me up, turns me around, holds my face in his hands and kisses me passionately, letting me taste my want for him on his lips. I explore the inside of his mouth with my tongue and still, don't give a shit where we are. He grabs one of my hands and places it on the outside of his jeans. I unzip his pants and dive down to feel the warmth of him and want for me. He looks into my eyes and smiles. I do the same, then I start to jack him off, being sure to wipe his pre-come off first to taste it. He breathes heavily and closes his eyes, seemingly not by choice, my queue that I'm getting him off. Without wanting to wait, I kneel, and take him inside my mouth. The warmth of his shaft in my mouth, the taste and the sensation of it on my tongue get me that one step closer to oneness with him. The push he gives it to enter, exit, enter, exit, excites me to a point where I just want something better than this. I stand up, turn around, bend over and tell him to fuck me. So he does. He quickly pulls his pants down, grabs his cock and shoves it inside, telling me to look him in the eyes as he does, so he can see the look on my face. I let out a hard breath as I feel him enter me, and after a few slow entries, it gets harder. Holding my hips, and holding my skirt up, he pounds my hole as hard as he can, forcing his cock ever deeper inside, making me feel like this is the only cock I'd ever want. Again and again he pounds me, our breaths in unison, letting our small groans of pleasure in off-beat syncopation, while we enjoy the feeling of being one. He reaches around and forcefully pulls down the top of my dress, exposing my breasts to the cold of the section we're in. While still fucking me, he takes both my nipples between his thumb and the knuckle of his index finger, squeezes hard and doesn't let go. I close my eyes and take in the sensation. I hear the slapping of his hips against my ass as he enters me again and again, moving ever closer to climax. I feel his warmth combining with mine, and his hands moving up and down the front and back of my body, the heat of his hands and the sound of his skin rubbing up and down mine, evidence that I'm his. He slows down and whispers in my ear. "Sit on my cock. I want you to come." I nod and he lies down on the reflective linoleum floor. I pull off my dress so I'm completely bare before him. I stand over his waist, legs spread and stare at his eyes, then down to his glistening cock, still fresh with my juices. Before complying, I kneel down on top of him and kiss him on the lips, then put my hands on his face and tell him I love him, then move my hands down his chest, showing him the same thing that he showed me, that he's mine. I grab a hold of his cock with one hand, look him in the eyes, and take it in my mouth like a popsicle. I squeeze it to make it even harder, and take as much as I can until I hear a heavy breath and let it out again. Then I move up and kiss him on the mouth, lessing him taste us on his lips. I shuffle my ass down close to his shaft, and let my weight pull him inside me. I sit up. He looks me in the eyes and grabs my hands, holding them out to our sides, while I move my hips, manipulating him inside me and forcing him into all the crevices that he can't conceive of. I move back and forth, in and out, arching my back, and using his cock as my tool of pleasure. He rubs on the inside of me so well and I grind on him, and start to shake. "Keep going, baby," he says. So I keep going. I alternate my back to arched and not, all my weight, and less of my weight, deep inside and not so deep, until I find a rhythm. I feel his warmth between my legs and I look and him and he at me. Closer, closer, I can feel myself letting go. My breathing is hard and fast. Closer, closer, He doesn't need to say it, I can see it in his eyes. I feel loved. I feel beautiful, I feel desired. My breathing is that of a sprint runner. Closer, closer, I feel safe. I feel free. "Come for me," he says. My muscles tense up without warning, and I start to shudder, from my torso to my hips, as my body tells me its reached its limit. I let out a small growl of ecstasy before shuddering a little more and letting myself collapse on his chest, as he strokes my hair and whispers into my ear, "That's my girl." I let my breathing return to a more rested state. "Your turn" I say, knowing we can't have much time left. He rolls me off of him and manipulates my body so that I'm lying on my back, but with my legs in a side scissor position, like my bottom half is lying sideways, with the top knee up. He positions himself and enters me, with one hand on my ass, the other on the floor to steady himself. He starts pounding, slowly at first. He surveys my body, admiring our union, then he looks at me and smiles. He keeps pounding me, pushing deeper and deeper each time. After the first few he starts to breath heavily. I tell him to fuck me. I tell him harder. He obliges and I I feel him rubbing inside me again. He manipulates me again into the missionary position. Classic. In and out. His breathing gets heavier, mixed with seemingly uncontrolled vocalizations that could be considered grunts He pushes deeper and deeper, faster and faster, breaths heavier and heavier. And I match him. The angle is different, I can feel his cock, and I can feel the slight changes he makes with every pump, how it shifts inside me and gives him pleasure. He starts to breath harder, carrying me along. I shut my eyes, and he kicks my body up and down with his hips again and again, in and out, in and out. Staring into his eyes, I can feel my breasts moving to the rhythm. The look on his face changes with every movement. His eyes start to have an inexplicable look for concern mixed with pleasure until he immediately stops making noise and pulls his cock out. He lets out a massive groan and deposits his thick warm, goo on my stomach. He looks at his gift to me, then back to me and smiles. "I love you." "I love you." He kisses me on the lips, with a calm assurance. He looks down and makes an executive decision. He moves his head down and sucks up all of his load off of my belly, then moves back to my mouth and kisses me, letting it flow into my mouth to taste his salty love. Once he's made the transfer, he pulls away, and tells me to swallow. I oblige happily as I look at that face of his. While we start to get our clothes back on, a fire truck pulls up. Walking in front of him, as we start toward the exit, I ask, "Didn't we come to the store for milk?" "Yeah", he says. "Are we even out of milk?" I ask. "Of course not." As the firemen rush past us, berating us for possibly being killed, I look back and he's smiling a mischievous smile. I break out laughing and we walk out the door, bound for home.