Date: Sun, 03 Jan 1999 10:47:01 PST
From: Larrylaand@hotmail.com
Subject: Thanks for shopping Safeway
Drop me a line if you like this story or if you're a Bi guy like me...
This isn't a true story but most of the components have happened to me.
Have a Bi day
-- Larrylaand@Hotmail.com
Part One
I was just out if high school and working as a checker at Safeway.
Even at a tender age as that I was wise in the ways of women and the
world having lost my virginity at the young age of 15. I was handsome
and knew very well what pleased a woman in bed. I am not just stick it
in and grunt until I cum type of fellow. I love to savor a woman and
try new things.
I met some very nice young ladies while working there and had the
opportunity to fuck their pretty little brains out. Most of them lately
were timid or just sort of there and let it happen despite my best
efforts to get them going. The Safeway I worked in was in a very
affluent area and most of and so most of the families shopping would
drive off in expensive vehicles. Many of the wives and mothers I
encountered while they shopped were drop dead gorgeous. Even most of
the older ones were still very attractive or, as my friend Ron put it,
"well preserved." I began to notice a brunette woman in her forties come
in with her two elementary school aged children. She was always very
friendly and always called me by my name. She always seemed really
happy to see me and always seemed to catch my eye even when I wasn't
checking her groceries out. Of course she insisted on my calling her
by her first Barbara. She was very pretty and had a great figure. She
always dressed in sexy business suits that often showed off her great
legs and always wore high heels. She looked like she had a great set of
tits, a narrow waist, and those great legs. I started to look forward
to seeing her even to the point of wondering what she looked like naked
in bed with her legs wide open. She had a diamond wedding ring the size
of my little fingernail on her left hand and drove her kids around in a
really expensive Cadillac. She had a pretty face with only a few
wrinkles around her eyes.
While she did her business with me she would always smile and look
deeply into my eyes. At first it made me a little uncomfortable but
then it began to turn me on. From time to she would my hand as I took
her money and when she received her change. Each time it sent an
electric chill through me. Everything about her said that she was
stylish, and elegant. Whoever her husband was he was a very lucky guy.
If I didn't know better I would start to think she was flirting with me.
One night I had to work a late shift until three in the morning and had
survived the drunk rush as we called it. It was the rush of intoxicated
people who tried to get the last alcohol of the night just before we had
to stop selling it at two AM. My eyes popped wide open when I saw
Barbara walk into the store wearing a very tight black dress that barely
covered the tops of her nylon covered legs. I could see that sexy band
of nylon on her upper thighs. Her boobs looked like they were going to
fall out and I could see them jiggle. They were fucking huge!
She came up to the front with a bottle of wine and looked a little
drunk. Thank god there was no one around because when she saw me she
said in her sexy husky voice,
"Oh my god it's my favorite, handsome man!"
She leaned over and looked into my eyes. I had to use all my
willpower not to stare at her gaping cleavage.
"You must have girls asking you for your phone number all the time."
I turned beet red and sort of stammered some stupid reply. Before
she tottered out of the store with her bottle she said in a whisper,
"You're lucky I'm not twenty years younger."
In an instant my proud cock was rock hard behind my pants and
thankfully the apron we all wear. I must confess that night I spurted
jism on my abs wondering what she was like in bed. Let my describe
myself. All through high school I was on the swim team and track team.
I am slightly under six feet tall and have long light brown hair that
women go nuts for. I call it my babe magnet. The women at work call
me Fabio. I am lean and muscular especially this last year I have
lifted weights at the YMCA every morning. I look really good in a tight
shirt. Last but certainly not least I was and am the proud possessor of
an 8 1/2 inch love muscle that is circumcised and straight as an arrow.
Almost every woman I have been with gets wide eyes when they see it for
the first time and they all seem to enjoy it. Everyone calls me a
nice young man and I was working at Safeway as I saved for college.
Within a week I had just about forgotten about Barbara's little
flirt when I received an incoming call while on line. Our supervisors
frown on personal calls while on shift so I thought, "This better be
important." The moment I heard the husky voice on the other end I got
hard.
"Hello, Mark, how are you? Do you know who this is?"
I turned red again and my whole world zeroed in on that voice and my
throbbing hard on .
"Yes, I think so." I replied.
I let her do the talking.
"This is Barbara. Do you mind that I am calling you?" she almost whispered.
"No that's ok."
"I wont keep you long, I know you are at work and busy."
All I could say was another,
"No, that's okay."
She continued, "I have a question for you."
She didn't wait for me to say anything.
"What would you say if a married woman told you she was very attracted
to you?"
I had customers standing in line getting impatient but all I could do
was stand there. I don't ever recall being so turned on and shocked at
the same time. I was about to shoot a load in my briefs. Thank god for
those ugly aprons they make us wear. The line went dead and I snapped
myself back to reality. The rest of my shift was worked in a haze with
the foremost thing in my mind being that sexy, big titted woman's voice
on the phone to me. I expected her to call back but she didn't that
night. The anticipation was delicious as every time the phone rang my
heart pounded thinking it might be her. I went home that night, took
all my clothes off, poured a glass of wine, a glass of salad oil, and
went to bed and polished my glistening big boy for a long, long, time.
Two weeks went by and every time I heard the phone ring I got electrical
bolts of anticipation. I thought about Barbara often and wondered if
this was just a lonely horny lady too timid to do more that flirt until
I distractedly grabbed the phone while checking an old lady out and
there she was.
Her deep voice instantly brought an erection.
"Hello Mark, this is Barbara. Do you mind that I've called?"
"No, not at all," I replied.
My entire body was throbbing along with the rocket in my pants. "I've
tried not to call you but I cant stop thinking about you and so here I
am to ask you a question. Can I see you sometime?" ...........
Now let me take you into the mind of an 18 year old young man who is
being propositioned by a big titted goddess. I wanted to fuck her,
and fuck her, and fuck her. It seemed forbidden and exiting to be
seduced by an older woman and especially by a married one. The thought
of an angry husband didn't even enter into the equation. I was dying to
get my hands on those monster breasts.........
"Yes, I would love that," I replied.
There was a long pause and I thought for a second or two that she had
hung up on me again. I could hear her heavy breath through the
receiver.
"What about tonight?"
I told her that I would love to and gave her directions to my
apartment. I got off at nine and told her 10:30 so I could get home to
clean it up and take a shower. I heard a what seemed to be a nervous
quiver in her voice.
"Oh god I cant believe I'm doing this, but I cant stop thinking about
you. I'm alone and naked right now you know. I want you soooooo badly
I can almost feel you."
That was enough for me. I had to get off the phone or I was going to
blow in my pants while I had a nice old lady in front of me. I drove
home, whipped my place into shape, took a shower, pumped some weights
(so my muscles would bulge and be defined), and put on a pair of jeans
and a tight polo shirt. I looked in the mirror and saw a handsome,
baby faced, young man with a great body. I was very horny and nervous
at the same time. I was about to do something exciting and forbidden.
So much more fun than the uptight little rich girls I had been fucking
lately..... Oh shit! I had a date tonight that I forgot about! I was
going to a girl named Sue at the movies and we were probably going to
fuck afterward. Oh well, too late to catch her. Everyone gets stood
up from time to time. Knock! Knock! Knock! My heart jumped a beat and
dropped to my stomach. She was really here. I opened the door and was
rewarded by the site of Barbara looking the best I have ever seen her.
Her makeup was stunning, her perfume was stunning but not overpowering,
and she was wearing a white blouse that jutted out with her great rack,
a short black pleated skirt that crested just below her crotch, shear
black hose, and sexy high heels. It only took a moment to take her all
in and she pushed pasts me into my place without a word. As she went by
me I smelled her and began to rise. I shut the door and asked her if I
could get her a drink. That was about the last time I was in control
for most of the night. She walked right to me and took me in her arms.
I felt her big tits crush into my chest and her hands everywhere. Her
lips mashed against mine and her tongue slipped between my teeth and
lashed in my mouth and half way down my throat. We kissed passionately
for a few minutes and after all the waiting and lusting for her I got to
roam my hands all over her hot body. Her breasts were huge and full,
her waist was slender, and finally I lifted her skirt with both hands
and placed them on her twin globes. I kneaded and caressed them over a
tiny pair of black slid panties. Her ass was big and firm, fleshy but
not fat. I felt a garter belt and straps holding her hose on with. She
ground her ass into my hands and moaned and groaned. The only thoughts
in my mind were that I was one big cock and I was going to fuck this
horny, married lady all night long!!! Her hands were feeling my strong
arms and then she untucked my shirt and slid it off over my head. We
still kissed as she felt my flat stomach and my pronounced chest. Our
lips were smashing together, our breathing ragged and deep. She was a
mind blowing kisser. I took my cue from her and began to inch her
blouse out of her shirt and then she pushed my hand away. A nugget of
doubt came in my mind. Quickly tore her blouse open popping the buttons
all over the place. It was on the floor with my shirt. The intensity
was building even more between us. Her mammoth tits were barely
contained by a flimsy black, see through bra that sagged under the load.
My hands were on them in a flash. They had to be at least 48 DD and her
erect nipples stuck through the material like huge pink erasers. She
began hissing and whispering into my mouth as her tongue lashed.
Oh god! Oh baby! I have wanted you for so long..... I love your young
body. My cunt is so hot for your big cock."
For the first time her hand grasped the length of it through my jeans.
"It's so huge, do you want to fuck me?"
Her hands went again to her flimsy bra and, Rip! It was torn off and
out swung her breasts. Her nipples were upturned and they swung and
flopped together. They were so big that they sagged against her chest
and down towards her tummy a little. Just age and mother hood. They
were still full and firm and they filled my hands as I mashed them and
played with them. Barbara bit my neck and moaned. She then slithered
down my body until she was kneeling in front of me. She kissed my cock
through my jeans as her hands went for my zipper. Zip! She slid my
pants off and there was my pride and joy, hard and taught against my
abdomen. I rolled my eyes back for a moment and then felt the entire
length become wet, and surrounded by great pressure. A white light of
intense pleasure came with this. I looked down and there was Barbara's
mouth and lips stretched very wide by the girth of my member. Her nose
was against my pubic hair, my balls rested on the chin. She had
swallowed my sword in its entirety. This was one nasty bitch! She put
her small soft hands on my ass and kneaded it while she gave me the best
cocksucking I have had in a long time. She was slurping and moaning,
and growling about how hot her cunt was for me. She moved her left hand
and encircled my meat, barely getting her fingers around it all. Her
diamond wedding ring glistening in the low light. Holy shit! A married
mother of two was on her knees giving me a blow job! She definitely
knew what she was doing. After a while of great head she released me
for her mouth and hands and stood up in front of me with her big guns
jiggling and shaking. She put her finger to my lips and said,
"Stay right there."
She began to swing and sway and do a seductive slow dance. Her
indescribable melons hanging and bouncing. She turned around and slid
her skirt down to her ankles and then kicked it against the wall. She
slowly bent over at the waist and grabbed her little ankles. She pulled
the tiny silk panties down next and there I was faced with a large,
shapely, milk white, moon shaped ass. She pulled her cheeks apart and
revealed a puckered pink little anus. She turned around and there
framed by her black garter belt and hosiery was a shaved bare cunt. Her
clit looked like a finger sticking out of her smooth pussy lips. There
was the stylish, older professional woman I had been eyeing at work in
front of me licking her nipples and waiting to be fucked like we had
been lovers for years. Barbara came back to me still tall in her fuck
me high heels. Our bodies came together fully naked for the first time.
Me, the hardbodied young stud and her, the lovely, mature, cheating
wife. I held her in my strong arms as again her big tits squashed
between us in our embrace. I played with them again. They were huge
and very heavy they were hypnotizing. We kissed like teenagers until
she slid her tongue in my ear and hissed,
"take me to bed and fuck me like your slave, I'm your slave, I'll do
anything, fuck me, fuck me."
Her hand was sliding up and down my immense dong. I heard a barely
discernable,
"Fuck mommy."
And then I led her to the next room and threw her onto the bed with a
shrill scream of joy from her. She was on her back with her legs spread
wide so I put my tongue to her hot, musky, cunt and licked her like a
madman. She turned out to be a screamer. I used every trick I had
learned in my time of fucking and she seemed to enjoy my skills. I was
proud of the fact that she built up to a great bucking, shaking,
screaming orgasm. She talked great amounts deliciously nasty talk that
kept me very worked up and horny so I slid back up her body and put the
tip of my mushroom head to the entrance to her wet love hole. I eased
in inch by inch into pure wet, hot, honey filled, silk. She was gone
now. I was gone now. For the next forty-five minutes we slammed our
bodies together like we were possessed. Barb was simply the best fuck I
had ever had to this point in my life. She knew what she wanted and let
me know, she was a kisser. No matter what position we rutted in her
mouth was on mine. I liked that a lot. I was young but still
experienced enough to meet her passion and fuck her fiercely with lots
of stamina. When at last with us both bathed in sweat, I felt my wave
of pleasure and cum rising. I told her I was about to cum and she told
me to come on her tits and face. This sent me over the edge because
lately the girls I had been screwing didn't want to touch it, have it on
them, in them, and they for sure wouldn't dream of having it splashed on
their faces or in their mouths. I had won the lottery. I pounded the
last few pounds in her sloshing pussy, pulled out as she sat up, and
with a burst of pleasure that wracked my entire body I jacked my cock
just two inches from her pretty face. It came and I came like a fire
hose. The first jet hit her right in the forehead and ran down her
cheek. The second and third came fast and went into her open mouth and
on her chin, running down her neck. I aimed at her big pillows and
covered them with my sweet, white, goo. I was exhausted and slumped to
the mattress. She pounced on me and her tongue was in my mouth again.
I tasted my own spunk for the first time and oddly enough was really
turned on by it. I shouldn't have been surprised by anything this kinky
wild woman did. We kissed together a while and basked in the warm
afterglow of a great fuck. She kept telling me I was incredible, and
wonderful while her melons swung down at me. She reached down to my
discharged rammer and felt me still hard as a rock.
"Hhhhhmmmmm, it looks like my stud isn't done yet."
She shifted her weight and I was in one thrust. We fucked for another
half an hour in still more positions. This time I filled her shaved
cunt with another big load of teen boy jizz. This time we rested for a
while and talked. I asked her about her husband and what he thought she
was doing now. She explained that her husband was a handsome man and a
great lover but that she couldn't get me out of her mind. She said she
had to have me. I caressed her breasts for the millionth time, kissed
her and said thank you. She went on to tell me that he is at home with
the kids and she is out with the girls bar hopping.
Just as I lowered my mouth to one of her big nipples the phone rang and
my answering machine picked it up. I had forgotten to turn it down.
"Mark !? Are you there? I hope nothing bad happened."
It was Susan the little blond I had been sort of dating and fucking
lately. She was cute but a little boring and not much fun in bed. For
some reason I was getting nervous that Barbara would get jealous. I
still didn't know her well yet! Barb was resting her head on my chest
and feeling my stomach muscles while Susan droned on.
"I was sort of hoping we could get together tonight, so call me if
it's not too late. Bye."
Barb talked in that deep fuck me voice of hers.
"Why you little stud! You were going to have a pretty little girl
over tonight and here I am! I am flattered!"
She went on. "Tell me. Does she love your big, hard, cock as much as
I do?"
I told her what I thought about Susan in polite terms but she insisted
on my telling everything abut her including what she looked like, what
she liked in bed and how big her titties were. She told me she wanted
to give me a back rub so I turned over. She held out a pillow and had
me put it under my cock and balls so that me butt was raised up. Her
back rub was great and she made me feel wonderful and relaxed. She then
began to rub and kneed my athletic ass and kneed my cheeks. Everybody
likes this being done him and I was no different. I felt her lower
herself so I felt her breath on my buttox. She gave me some tender
bites and began to kiss my ass. All the time she was telling me I was
so beautiful. A bolt of lightning went through me as her tongue flicked
against my anus. I instinctually tightened up but she kneaded my cheeks
more and sexily told me to relax and enjoy what she was doing. I felt
another flick of her tongue but this time it lingered and I felt her
tongue moving around right on my asshole. I had to shift my weight to
accommodate my growing erection.
AAAAAhhhhh!
The tongue had slid inside the rubbery ring and was darting in and out!
This horny bitch ate my ass like a man eats a cunt for ten minutes and
turned me into a diamond cutting cock machine ready for another fuck! I
rolled over, grabbed her by her hair and pushed her down on the bed.
All the time she was yelling,
"yes, I'm a bad girl! Fuck me! I'm a slut."
This time she said it very loudly.
"Come and fuck Mommy baby boy!"
I think she must have read minds because she had been taping into some
of my most personal fantasies so far tonight. I grabbed her legs, bent
her knees so they were pressed her big tits, put her ankles around her
neck and fucked her like a machine gun for a half an hour. We fucked
until three in the morning and I came a total of six times in her and on
her. After we dozed for awhile in each others arms she told me she had
to go home. Her garter belt and nylons had been ripped off hours ago
and were some where at the bottom of my bed. Her blouse was destroyed
and she gave me her little panties as a momento. I asked her if she
wanted to take a shower and freshen up but she smiled and said no. Her
husband would be dead asleep and she would shower at home. She was
still drop dead gorgeous even though her hair looked like she was been
caught in a tornado and her makeup was smeared on my body and my sheets.
She had dried semen covering her body and matting her hair and she
smelled like she had participated in a basketball game. Her pussy was
leaking my cum down the insides of her thighs. I loaned her a shirt and
she put her skirt. We kissed at the door and she asked me if we could
do this again. What do you think I said.
She came to my house a few times a month and each time was bombastic and
erotic. She was imaginative and I'll say it again. The best fuck I had
up to that point. I thought about her all the time and when it had been
a week or so between our meetings I would wait for the phone to ring
like it was the lottery. We became Marky and Barbie. We were a perfect
fuck match. Our chemistry was explosive, our bodies perfect for each
other, our genitals fit perfectly as well. She was imaginative and
adventurous. I learned the joy and sensuality of eating a sexy woman's
ass. I raped her, made love to her, we teased each other. I learned
she liked to be dominated and spanked. I learned she liked to dominate
and be in control. She taped into my love of the forbidden. One night
she oiled my hard rod, turned her back to me and presented her backside.
A minute later I was sliding into my first anal fuck. Mind blowing!
She could kneel before me and suck me for what seems hours until I came
in her mouth, throat, and on her face and tongue. She told me her
secrets and she coaxed mine out of me like her cunt juices were truth
serum. She told me all about her and her husbands sex life. She told
me about his fortieth birthday when she brought home a sexy woman from
work so he could enjoy two women. She told me she loved women and much
as men. She told me she loved young boys. I asked her what the youngest
man she had been with and without hesitation she told me the story of
how she taken a 13 year olds virginity. I told her that I had always
loved watching my own mother and that I used to masturbate about her
taking my virginity. She was more than happy to role play motherhood
and sweetly take her baby boy to her bed. We did that one quite a bit.
She told me her ultimate fantasy was to have a three way with her
husband and another man. To be used all night, to be a slave to their
desires and cocks. She was masturbating as she told me this one. She
came when she described being on her hands and knees with a cock in her
cunt and one in her mouth. Wow! This was one nasty girl and I loved
every inch of her mature body and every second of her electric
sensualism. I almost never knew what kinky treat was going to come
next.
She told me she had a fantasy to fuck me in her and her husbands bed.
She wanted me to come by during the day next week and fuck her at home.
I wasn't into the idea but of course I was totally under her sexual
spell and she talked me into it. I was nervous as hell the morning I
found their house. Hell it was a mansion. In the rich part of town.
She met me at the door dressed only in a string of pearls around her
neck, and a sheer white teddy that showed off her proudly swinging
breasts and her belly. She didn't say a word as she led me into a huge
master bedroom and helped me out of my clothes. We fell onto the bed
and I really got into the forbidden danger of fucking this married woman
in her own house, in her husbands bed. Three hours later and five cums
in her and on her. I kissed her goodbye. One day I got the scare of
my life when into the Safeway walked Barbie, her two little children,
and this hulk of a man. She didn't look at me but he sure did. He
looked to be at least six foot five and appeared to weigh about 240 LBS.
He was very handsome and had short dark hair. He kept looking at me and
I wanted to run. My imagination went wild and I was literally shaking
in terror. They went through the line next to mine and my own hands
were shaking until after they left. He must know for sure. Why else
would he stare at me that way.
end of part one!