Shopping
A Sunday shopping trip with the ancestors… what could be better? Damn, I'd rather be sick. But there's no way out, I trudge gloomily to the car behind my parents. A seven-minute drive and we enter the underground parking lot of the shopping mall. Level minus three. We circle for a couple more minutes looking for a free spot, and there, we found one. Now, off to the shops. We walk past rows of parked cars. Near the elevator, I notice a big guy sitting there, in blue overalls, one of the maintenance staff. He's fiddling with his phone. As expected — non-Russian, with a mop of unwashed hair, and it seems the overalls are worn over bare skin. He's brazenly staring at me and my mom. Does she see how he's devouring us with his eyes?
We get in the elevator and go up five floors, stopping at each one, picking up and dropping off fellow passengers. During those two minutes of riding, I suddenly realize I already know what I need to do…We get out on our floor and start wandering through the little shops. Okay… for ten minutes I drag along behind my parents, letting them get absorbed in the shopping process. I ask Dad for the car keys, saying I forgot my phone there. Engrossed in choosing a shirt, he shoves them at me and I fly downstairs, to the parking lot. Impatiently, biting my nails, I wait for the elevator. Hurrying, I press 'minus three' five times. While riding, I rummage in my purse with my hand, damn, where is it?! Ah, there, I feel the little square. I have a condom! I get out, he's sitting in the same spot. My mouth is completely dry, I walk towards him. Thoughts are flying at the speed of light. What to say? Okay… innocent eyes, lips like a little bow, I ask for help finding the car. Perfect, he gets up and comes with me. God, he's so huge. We search for the 'lost' car for a couple of minutes. Found it. My heart is jumping out of my young maidenly chest. How to start?
Now we're in the car, in the back seat. Everything happened quickly, I just offered him to join me, he understood immediately. I pull off my T-shirt, take off my bra. He pulls down his overalls. Underneath, only saggy boxers. Time is limited. I pounce on his cock. Greedily suck. It's big. He sits in the middle of the seat, legs spread wide, I roll the condom onto him. I take off my panties, no time for the skirt. I sit with my back to him, my legs tightly pressed together, my pussy too. I hold onto the front seats, he guides his cock into me with his hand. I've been wet for a while, it goes in easily. Stretches my pussy, a bit painful, but only for the first minute. Remembering the time, I start bouncing on him. A frantic pace. From such bouncing, I'm all wet. I glance around, as if I needed an audience.
He comes inside me with a wheeze. I slow down, smiling to myself, good girl, the condom came in handy. I peel off him and fall next to him on the seat. The condom flies to the floor. It's not enough for me, I want more. I pounce on him again. I lick his wet cock, lick everything up to the last drop. It's not going down, that's good! I'm on top of him again, the bouncing continues. A car starts up somewhere nearby… drives off. An orgasm washes over me unexpectedly. Scratching the front seats, I come. Lowering my head, I sit on him. Time to go back to my parents. But he holds me by the ass and starts pounding. After the orgasm, everything is sensitive, even painful at his pace. I whimper quietly, enduring until it's all over. The phone rings from the bag thrown on the front seat. Fuck! Dripping with sweat, I start moving to meet his thrusts too, to finish faster. He starts twitching. Is he coming? I turn around, see by his face — yes! Damn! I jump off him, put my mouth to him. The main thing is no evidence. I swallow everything.
Okay, that's it, now run back to the parents. He's lazily fumbling, I hurry him to get dressed faster. My heart is pounding wildly, what an adrenaline rush! I'll have to repeat this sometime. Ten minutes later, I'm innocently wandering behind my ancestors. Only then do I remember the condom…