I was extra horny today and needed to touch my pussy.
I started off slow, rubbing my clit softly through my panties in slow circles. Before I knew it, my fingers were moving faster and pressing harder against my swelling clit.
I couldn’t help but slide my panties to the slide to feel how wet I had made myself. I knew I needed to stop, but I couldn’t Up and down, I slid my fingers between my pussy lips, spreading my leaking juices up over my clit.
It felt so good. I slid a finger into my vagina and pumped it slowly. One finger won’t hurt. Then there were two, then three. I couldn’t get enough. I threw my head back in pleasure as I kept pushing myself closer and closer to the edge. Then just as I felt myself get to the edge.
Bell rang and I quickly got out of bed and threw on a skirt, crop top, & sandals; and ran downstairs. My boyfrind was at the door.
He took one look at me, “How could you?” he said in a mock scolding tone.
I debated for a second whether I should play dumb or confess. “How could I what?”
“Your face is flushed and your hair’s a mess. Don’t try and hide the juices dripping down your legs. I could smell your pussy before you came down the stairs. You were masturbating, young lady.”
I broke, “I just couldn’t wait! I’m sorry. I was just so horny. You took forever to get home.” He just stared at me with a disapproving smirk. I slowly walked up to him, and bit my lip, “I promise I’ll make it up to you!!” Then I kissed him on the lips apologetically.
He smiled at me and said, “Get your sexy ass in the car.” He smacked my ass as I walked past him to the garage.
Once we were in the car and out of the garage, I slid my hand over to the top of his thigh. I ran my finger tips up and down slowly getting closer to his crotch.
He pulled my skirt up over my ass, flashing my soaked panties to any one driving by. Each time he saw someone looking, he also smacked my ass, making sure it jiggled just for their pleasure.
We reached in the super center parking lot.We walked toward the main entrance, hand in hand. I could feel the puddle of juices soaking my panties.
He pushed me lightly against a wall and kissed my lips passionately and whispered, “Give me your panties.”
I looked around before slowly reaching up under my skirt and pushing them down over my ass and allowing them to fall to my ankles. I slipped one leg out and lifted my other leg to bring my panties up to my hand.
He felt how wet they were and I saw his bulge twitch slightly. He put them away in his zippered back pocket.
We headed way back toward the wine section. Once we got to the wine, I bent down to see what was on the bottom shelf, making sure that my skirt rid up enough that my ass and pussy lips were in clear view of anyone else who might come into the aisle. He stopped dead in his tracks and admired the view as his cock began to stiffen more.
As we finished getting dinner items, we meandered through the back of the super center. We found ourselves in the more secluded furniture department. We turned down a deserted aisle and he slid his hand under my skirt and start playing with my dripping pussy.
“Fuck,” he said lightly under his breath. “I didn’t think you could get any wetter than you were outside.”
He began moving his fingers faster over my clit as I rocked my hips, grinding his fingers harder against me and my ass against his cock.
Before I could even begin to regain myself, he pushed me out of the aisle and through the doors to the stockroom, and to the nearest work table. He lifted me up and sat me on it before pushing me down onto my back. He lifted my skirt to expose my juicy pussy to the stockroom air. He lightly grazed his fingers between my slit before sliding two fingers inside. I looked up at him as he pulled my crop top up to expose my natural 36D tits. He leaned down to suck on one nipple and then the next as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of me. He gradually pumped faster and faster as I arched my back in pleasure.He covered my mouth once more as he started flicking my g-spot over and over.
Once he had gotten out everything I had in me, he stepped back to admire his work. He took out his tool.
He pulled me in, shoved me up against the shelf, and pulled his cock back out. I was so relieved to see it again; thankful that this adventure wasn’t over. I lifted one of my legs up onto the edge of the shelf and braced myself for his fat cock. This time, he knew better than to waste time teasing me. He pushed his cock back inside of me and reached around to grab my ass. He pulled my hips to meet his, as his cock plunged deep inside of me; out and back again. I tried to bite my tongue to keep from being too loud. I grabbed at the shelf above me to try and steady myself as he pounded into me over and over. I thought I had control over my excitement for the moment so I started rubbing my clit.
He moved one hand to flip up my crop top, to pull my tits back out. He stared at them as they bounced from his thrusting. Then he wrapped his fingers behind my neck. He felt my pussy gush, making him fuck me even harder. My fingers started moving faster and my legs started shaking. He ran his arm under the leg that was on the shelf to pull it up higher and to hold me steady. Some of the supplies on the shelf began falling off and making a lot of noise but he couldn’t care less.
