My [F] grandmother sent me on a grocery run, In between stores I got my pussy eaten in the back of a delivery van.

During the Thanksgiving holiday I went to SoCal to visit my grandmothers house. She sent me out to buy some corn husks and Chiles so we could cook later. I love her cooking and wanted to use this trip to learn as much as I can. On my getting ready to go out I get a little distracted though. I realize I’m not in my home city, so it’s time to log in to to Tindr account again. I don’t use it at home because fuck, I don’t wanna be known as that Thot that’s always on Tindr.

Took some discrete, but cute as fuck pictures and off I am in my grandpa’s truck to buy Chiles. Many dudes message me, my hormones are just going crazy at this point and I can barely drive. I stop at the supermercado and play with my phone. The only guy I respond to is one that gets right to the point. He tells me he does delivery for this one company, In his truck and got his lunch break right now, this guy tells me to come join him and he’ll eat my pussy good in his truck NSA. He’s pretty cute, 32, Salvadorean Mex. mix, tall, skinny, high fade cut, and bearded.

We meet, and I got in. He was really nice, chill and I felt really cool with him like we’ve been homies forever. He leans in to kiss me, but after a few seconds I shoved his head down south. He laughs and pulls down my leggings. Like, at this point I’m really turned on, I lay down and up goes my legs and I let him help himself. His big lips and long tongue felt so damn good but then I needed more. I asked him if he had a condom, but he’s like damn he hella forgot. Runs like a block away to gas station and comes back. I suck his big dick for a few minutes, rubbed my face all over his junk and smelled him, and then put the condom on for him. His phone is ringing non stop, and he tells me he’s going to get in trouble for sure but doesn’t care.

I get back on my back, and the much needed fucking begins. In the little room we had he pins me down and goes DEEP and fast. The truck was surprisingly cozy and compfy, he had a thick comforter, has probably done this often lmao. I’m pretty sure anyone walking by the truck could hear me moans. After we both get off, which didn’t take long, I was off on my way. He asked me if he can see me again in the evening in his bedroom he lives like 20 mins from there. I say, maybe ;) but I don’t live around here so it’s hard to say.

Back into my car I go, and into the grocery store I went. I helped my grandma make some bomb as Tamales which my cousins destroyed. I then enjoyed the warmer socal breezes and the scent of her nardo flowers on the patio. It was a good day and I had one of those rare feelings arise where I felt like I should thank good for adding so much beauty and passion for us to enjoy in life.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e7iiwf/my_f_grandmother_sent_me_on_a_grocery_run_in