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SweetAnnie40

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Not sure what I'm doing here but I guess I've always wanted my own thread. Someplace I can post my musings, desires, or the odd picture that I think is just stunning. This won't be high traffic like a picture thread but I'd like to post little bits of sexy stuff now and again. I guess i like the exhibitionist aspect of the process, though I've been very open across multiple threads about what I'm about, what has been going on with my husband for the last year, our sexual explorations, etc.

PART 1

For today, I'm just sort of obsessed with finding a beautiful woman, standing behind her in line, chatting amiably as we complain about how long the line will take. I compliment her on her top and leggings. Her skin is a gorgeous shade of dark mocha, so different from my 'white' Scottish heritage skin. I mention how good the leggings make her bottom look. We look at each other not talking but saying everything.

She takes my hand, out of sight of the others in the line, and directs it to her bottom. Given permission, I gladly caress and squeeze, exploring every bit of her shape, her beautiful curves, the delightful valley. Lifting the hem of her top just a little, I slip my hand inside her leggings. I find she's wearing satin string bikini panties which I caress her through. I recognize that she's getting very excited by the flush on her neck and the way she's getting a little squirmy.

It doesn't take long for me to push her panties down and enjoy her skin underneath my fingers, stroking and pushing. Her bottom arches toward me and I explore further down. Her legs widen and my fingers start touching wetness. I can only get two fingers between her legs but I find her moist lips and begin to stroke, to slip inside her.

She's biting her lips now and trembling at times. Only the narrowness of the check-out aisle with high display racks on either side make this possible. I'm blocking her from the woman behind me. The woman ahead of her is blabbing on her phone though she could turn at any moment and see. I think this is what is making it more exciting for both of us. I feel her stroking her clit through her leggings since I can't reach it.

We're moving toward the checkout at a glacial pace, but we're still moving and don't have the time we want. I touch her every way I wish I was being touched and soon am rewarded but a choked cough and the spasms of her pussy clamping down on my fingers again and again. Her hands are holding the display racks on her right and left for dear life. Her orgasm continues for a while as I don't stop stimulating her until she pushes my hand back.

"Paper and plastic?" asks the young man at the register. I'm still pulling her panties into place and slipping my fingers out as she tries to pull herself together enough to answer.

She has her purchases bagged and pays for them. As my purchases start to move through I see her drop a piece of paper in one of my bags.

As soon as I get away from the check-out line, I hunt for the paper.

"Ladies room, big stall. I just bought a cucumber..."


:) Hope you enjoy.
 
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I just want to know the name of the grocery store. I am obviously shopping at the wrong place !!
LOL
 
PART 2

"Ma'am!" came the loud voice and I almost jumped out of my skin. I was headed into the entrance to the ladies' room when the shout came. Turning around, I saw one of the checkout clerks stepping over to me. My face was burning red, sure we'd been caught.

"Store policy is not to take merchandise into the restrooms. I can watch it for you here," he said with a polite smile. I forced myself to smile and swallow.

"Oh yes, thank you, I wasn't thinking. I won't be long..." I chirruped before disappearing into the women's restroom.

Luckily this grocery chain had nice restrooms that were well maintained. I saw no one in there but the door to the disabled stall was closed. My nerves were vibrating and I had to calm my breathing. I'd never done anything like this before but she was intoxicating, touching me in a way I'd wanted to be touched since my sexual awakening.

I brushed down my skirt out of habit and politely knocked on the stall door. It opened quickly and she motioned me inside. The door thumped back closed.

An awkward moment then three passed.

"Angelina," she said finally.

"Annie," I replied and kissed her. She was a little taller than me so I felt myself leading up to her lips as my hands pulled her body to me. Her own arms snaked around me completing the embrace.

We kissed like teenagers full of passion and movement, tasting each others' breath. I loved her perfume and the scent of her skin.

Her hands began lifting my skirt but I unzipped the side and stepped out of it, hanging it on the hook. That left me in my pink panties and hose. I peeled the hose down and she knelt in front of me. Feeling her touch on my bottom as her nose pressed against my pink satin panties made me moan. She tongued the satin, quickly soaking the material with my own arousal.

Grasping my cheeks to hold me, she began to pleasure me as I'd never been pleasured before. Nose, tongue, lips, teeth teased and caressed, nipped and licked all over my sex until I had to yank my panties out of the way.

Without the satin barrier, everything was intensified. The roughness of her tongue and the slick of her lipstick played across my swollen lips. When she gave my clit a quick suck I nearly fell back to sit on the front edge of the toilet.

Undaunted she attacked me like a starving woman reaching her favorite restaurant. I understood why they say "she ate me out". I grasped the toilet paper dispenser and the wall and held on for the ride.

It didn't take me long after the 'foreplay' of the checkout line. My body flushed and I felt lit up inside as the waves exploded between my legs. I moaned loudly and she moaned as she lapped up my juices. She kept going, pushing me over the peak again and again until I started gasp-laughing and pushed her back.

"Ma'am, is everything okay?" came the voice of the polite checkout clerk. We started laughing.

"Yes, yes, thank you. I'll be right out!" I called as I helped Angelina up. She got my skirt while I sorted out my undies. Soon we were put back together. She smartly flushed the toilet to give us cover.

We stepped out of the stall and looked at each other.

"Maybe you want to shop together... soon?" she asked me with emphasis on 'soon'. I grinned and kissed her.
 
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Thank You!

Thanks for establishing this room and the well-crafted erotica. Sincerely appreciated...and enjoyed:devil:
 
This is such a beautiful thread! thank you for making it Annie! enjoyed reading both stories so much.
Wondering what would happen next? :rolleyes: Would you exchange numbers? :rolleyes: or end up in one of the houses right after coming out of grocery store to finally do it in the most perfect way without being disturbed by anyone? :rolleyes:
 
Not sure what I'm doing here but I guess I've always wanted my own thread. Someplace I can post my musings, desires, or the odd picture that I think is just stunning. This won't be high traffic like a picture thread but I'd like to post little bits of sexy stuff now and again. I guess i like the exhibitionist aspect of the process, though I've been very open across multiple threads about what I'm about, what has been going on with my husband for the last year, our sexual explorations, etc.

For today, I'm just sort of obsessed with finding a beautiful woman, standing behind her in line, chatting amiably as we complain about how long the line will take. I compliment her on her top and leggings. I mention how good the leggings make her bottom look. We look at each other not talking but saying everything.

She takes my hand, out of sight of the others in the line, and directs it to her bottom. Given permission, I gladly caress and squeeze, exploring every bit of her shape, her beautiful curves, the delightful valley. Lifting the hem of her top just a little, I slip my hand inside her leggings. I find she's wearing satin string bikini panties which I caress her through. I recognize that she's getting very excited by the flush on her neck and the way she's getting a little squirmy.

It doesn't take long for me to push her panties down and enjoy her skin underneath my fingers, stroking and pushing. Her bottom arches toward me and I explore further down. Her legs widen and my fingers start touching wetness. I can only get two fingers between her legs but I find her moist lips and begin to stroke, to slip inside her.

She's biting her lips now and trembling at times. Only the narrowness of the check-out aisle with high display racks on either side make this possible. I'm blocking her from the woman behind me. The woman ahead of her is blabbing on her phone though she could turn at any moment and see. I think this is what is making it more exciting for both of us. I feel her stroking her clit through her leggings since I can't reach it.

We're moving toward the checkout at a glacial pace, but we're still moving and don't have the time we want. I touch her every way I wish I was being touched and soon am rewarded but a choked cough and the spasms of her pussy clamping down on my fingers again and again. Her hands are holding the display racks on her right and left for dear life. Her orgasm continues for a while as I don't stop stimulating her until she pushes my hand back.

"Paper and plastic?" asks the young man at the register. I'm still pulling her panties into place and slipping my fingers out as she tries to pull herself together enough to answer.

She has her purchases bagged and pays for them. As my purchases start to move through I see her drop a piece of paper in one of my bags.

As soon as I get away from the check-out line, I hunt for the paper.

"Ladies room, big stall. I just bought a cucumber..."


:) Hope you enjoy.

OMG.....so hot right now!!
 
"Ma'am!" came the loud voice and I almost jumped out of my skin. I was headed into the entrance to the ladies' room when the shout came. Turning around, I saw one of the checkout clerks stepping over to me. My face was burning red, sure we'd been caught.

"Store policy is not to take merchandise into the restrooms. I can watch it for you here," he said with a polite smile. I forced myself to smile and swallow.

"Oh yes, thank you, I wasn't thinking. I won't be long..." I chirruped before disappearing into the women's restroom.

Luckily this grocery chain had nice restrooms that were well maintained. I saw no one in there but the door to the disabled stall was closed. My nerves were vibrating and I had to calm my breathing. I'd never done anything like this before but she was intoxicating, touching me in a way I'd wanted to be touched since my sexual awakening.

I brushed down my skirt out of habit and politely knocked on the stall door. It opened quickly and she motioned me inside. The door thumped back closed.

An awkward moment then three passed.

"Angelina," she said finally.

"Annie," I replied and kissed her. She was a little taller than me so I felt myself leading up to her lips as my hands pulled her body to me. Her own arms snaked around me completing the embrace.

We kissed like teenagers full of passion and movement, tasting each others' breath. I loved her perfume and the scent of her skin.

Her hands began lifting my skirt but I unzipped the side and stepped out of it, hanging it on the hook. That left me in my pink panties and hose. I peeled the hose down and she knelt in front of me. Feeling her touch on my bottom as her nose pressed against my pink satin panties made me moan. She tongued the satin, quickly soaking the material with my own arousal.

Grasping my cheeks to hold me, she began to pleasure me as I'd never been pleasured before. Nose, tongue, lips, teeth teased and caressed, nipped and licked all over my sex until I had to yank my panties out of the way.

Without the satin barrier, everything was intensified. The roughness of her tongue and the slick of her lipstick played across my swollen lips. When she gave my clit a quick suck I nearly fell back to sit on the front edge of the toilet.

Undaunted she attacked me like a starving woman reaching her favorite restaurant. I understood why they say "she ate me out". I grasped the toilet paper dispenser and the wall and held on for the ride.

It didn't take me long after the 'foreplay' of the checkout line. My body flushed and I felt lit up inside as the waves exploded between my legs. I moaned loudly and she moaned as she lapped up my juices. She kept going, pushing me over the peak again and again until I started gasp-laughing and pushed her back.

"Ma'am, is everything okay?" came the voice of the polite checkout clerk. We started laughing.

"Yes, yes, thank you. I'll be right out!" I called as I helped Angelina up. She got my skirt while I sorted out my undies. Soon we were put back together. She smartly flushed the toilet to give us cover.

We stepped out of the stall and looked at each other.

"Maybe you want to shop together... soon?" she asked me with emphasis on 'soon'. I grinned and kissed her.

I did not realize you had continued your provocative tale. Wow! Thank you, I needed that to start my day( if you know what I mean)
 
PART 3

I smiled up at the waitress as she brought the coffees to the table. Automatically I was undressing her with my eyes, glancing away before she might notice. Looking over at Angelina, I grinned as I saw her doing the same thing.

Once the waitress had departed, I said quietly, "It's amazing how good they look these days, isn't it? Leggings are almost a uniform and show off so much!"

Over her coffee my friend nodded. "I don't see how men get through the day or keep from having boners all the time. Wasn't there some study that men think of sex every six seconds?"

"Hell, I think of sex every six seconds when I'm in the right company," I rejoined and watched her blush.

It had taken us a week to find another time to get together after our tumultuous first encounter at the grocery. Neither of us had ever felt such an instant connection or done such daring things risking public exposure. We were both married to men and had limited experience indulging these pleasures. To have found each other, well, the next step was all either of us could think about.

"I wonder if our husbands secretly would want to have sex with each other?" she mused, nursing her coffee.

"Gay porn is pretty hot but my husband has way too many hang-ups about that sort of thing."

"Jerry would do it. He's got a whole kink side of him you wouldn't believe."

Conversation sort of died off. We weren't here to talk about our husbands, our kids, our jobs. Maybe in the future but the edge left by our first encounter was still white hot to me.

I reached out subtly and touched her hand with my fingers. Mostly mouthing it, "I want you..."

I got her to blush lightly and nod. "My house is empty for the next six hours..."
 
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Annie, your stories are amazing. Honestly would love to read your work in the story section, but I love this format a lot too. Keep it up. Making me horny as hell.
 
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