Is there anything more mundane than the grocery shop? I always find a space at the very back of the car park, so I can get a bit of fresh air between the car and the store. Late evening is my favourite time to shop, as the roads and aisles are much quieter.
Last month, I was in a world of my own, loading the car up post shop. I didn’t notice the man approach me from behind, or see his face as he whispered into my ear that he was going to take me from behind here and now. I immediately licked my lips and said, “yes master”.
I felt my pulse quicken as he bent me over and handcuffed my hands to the rear seat headrest. I wasn’t dressed for this kind of encounter, and Sir groaned as he reached around my front to undo my tight jeans. He ripped them down to my knees and pulled my underwear to one side.
I let out a sharp gasp as the cold evening air hit me. My master bent down and worked his tongue around my opening. He chuckled as he found me wet and ready for him. “I knew you’d be up for this, the second I felt your nipples harden as you brushed past me inside”. With that, I guessed why he was busy getting re-acquainted with my clit.
I had been focussed only on grabbing a bottle of milk being blocked by the large, muscley man. I’d said “excuse me please”, to the man with his back to me. He was on his phone, so didn’t hear me. I’d stretched around him to reach the refrigerator, just as he turned around. His arm had brushed my top and felt my cool, nipple harden in surprise. I hadn’t seen my former master in over a year. He’d been away on business...
As his tongue worked it’s way around my folds, he slipped two thick fingers inside me. I gasped as my insides got used to the full feeling.
Before I knew what was happening, I felt him stand up, and heard the tearing of a wrapper. A second later, he removed his fingers, leant forwards and put them into my mouth. Just as I started to lick them clean, he entered me from behind.
There was no slow, gentleness now - he was hard and fast. He reached his free hand around and gripped my nipple through my top. “You changed your phone number. That was NOT allowed, Miss.”
He pulled his fingers out of my mouth as I cried out in surprise, but didn’t give me long to regroup.
Before I knew what was happening, he pushed a wet finger into my ass, while continuing his hard and fast thrusts. I became loud at this point, so his hand moved up from my nipple to cover my mouth. He bent low, and whispered, “shh, or I’ll have to stop.” Of course, this worked and my cries became excited pants as I came all around him.
My former master chose that moment to pull out of me and reinsert his cock into my ass. Having something pulled out of your ass as you orgasm makes the sensation much stronger. The mystery man was well aware of what he’d done, and he bent down to support me as he groaned in climax too.
He didn’t wait more than two seconds before whispering, “Same time next week,” unlocking the cuffs and sauntering away. I turned as I pulled up my jeans to see that tall, muscular man walking down the carpark without a care in the world.
I suspect next week’s food shop won’t be such a chore!
