Brief Encounter: The Woman in Aisle Six [MF] [Public Play] [Breast Play]

He had just finished a late shift, swinging by the only grocery store open twenty-four hours to pick up some things so he could fully relax with his only day off tomorrow. Six days a week lately, his hands always coarse with the evidence of hard work.

He pushed his cart down the boxed meals aisle, the only thing he had time for anymore. A woman walked from the other end with a hand basket hanging from one arm. Curls of fire danced around her face, and his eyes immediately shifted down to where her baggy sweatpants met her hips. As loose as they were, they couldn’t hide her curves. Then his eyes moved upward, her hard nipples peeking through her skin tight camisole. Her tits looked *so damn soft*. They just looked like they were aching to be mushed between his fingers, and he thought briefly of the way the flesh might look dimpling beneath the pressure of his fingertips.

As he broke himself out of the momentary trance, he realized she was staring right at him. She caught him looking. He shifted sheepishly for a second, and looked to the shelves in a very obvious attempt to make it appear as an accident. He kept his gaze on the boxes as if they were a complex problem that suddenly needed solving, and tried to ignore the sound of her footsteps getting closer.

They stopped behind him, and he heard the sound of the hand basket being placed on the ground. The silence seemed to stretch on for hours, and the back of his neck tickled, alerting him that someone’s eyes were on him. He slowly turned to face the source of his intuition, and she stood square in front of him, looking him in the eyes. They stayed there, wordless. He dared not speak.

She took one step forward. Pause. One step forward. Pause. He froze, fearing a confrontation, her eyes never leaving his.
Then she whispered softly, “Go ahead, look at them.” He wasn’t sure if this was a threat, but he thought it best to comply anyway. Despite the confusing situation he found himself in, the sight of her tits and perfect nipples standing at attention under her tank top overwhelmed him. Fuck, what he wouldn’t give to touch them. He felt that familiar, uncontrollable pulse in his dick.

She moved even closer, causing him to have to look down into the fleshy crevice. They stood there for a while, just like this, and he couldn’t bring himself to look away. She then took his hands in hers, and in sheer bliss, his fingertips felt the weight of her breasts as she cupped them around and under them. She let her arms fall to her side, leaving his hands there, and he let out a small moan, a gasp escaping his lips.

*Fuuuuuccckk* was the only thing ringing in his mind. He squished and grabbed at them adoringly, basking in the softness, treating them tenderly. He brushed his thumbs over both of her nipples in grateful tenderness, moving them back and forth, squishing the under side of her heavy tits with his palms.

He looked up at her and her eyes said to him, “They’re yours.” He took the invitation, and slowly, slowly, slowly, pulled the top of her tank top down until they released with a bounce. He hungrily placed his mouth on a pink nipple, pushing his face into her flesh, sucking on it furiously as a hand grabbed harder and harder at the other one. Then he furiously switched tits, as if he needed to suck on both of them to live another day.

Her breasts glistened with his saliva, and he took his head away to squeeze both of them as hard as he could. Then he pushed his palms into them, going in circles. He noticed her head tossed back and eyes closed, enjoying every second of this. In primal desire, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her as tightly as he could into him, feeling his body press her tits between them. His bulge throbbed at the new sensation of pleasure, and his hands found themselves at her ass, pushing her crotch into his.

She stepped away from him, her tits still hanging from the top of her camisole. He went too far, he thought. She continued to walk backwards until her back was against the shelf. She pulled her pants down just around her hips to barely reveal her pussy.

With no thought at all, he rushed toward her, unzipping himself and lifting her up onto a shelf in one swoop. With her pants still resting on her thighs, he pushed her legs toward her chest to give him full entry. He rested his cock upright between the lips of her pussy, using his hips to glide it up and down, his tip poking at her belly.

His body shuddered feeling her drip down him as he watched her tits bounce in unison with him. He let his head rest right where he can enter her, then looked at her, eyes asking if she was ready. She stared into him with mouth agape, and he slowly pushed his dick into her. He wanted to stay there in the paradise between her legs forever, but he knew time was running out, so he fucked her with fast hips, boxes falling off the shelves.

The faster he went, the more she moaned, and he knew the thought of him cumming quickly turned her on. So he leaned toward her as close as he could to find the deepest place inside her. One hand held her steady at the small of her back and the other gripped where her waist met her leg.

Her pussy tightened around him, ready for climax, and he pounded as hard as he could until he came endless streams of milky, thick ejaculate. He felt his cum surround his dick, filling every pocket of her soaked, divine velvet.

He collapsed into her, still holding her up, sucking on her tits in gratitude. Then his lips found hers, kissing her gently as he let his dick grow soft inside her, pushing his hips ever so slightly into her, tenderly giving goodbye thrusts until his dick fell out.

He pulled her top around her breasts again, pulled her pants up, and set her down. She returned the favor and tucked him away back into his pants and zipped him up.

She smiled, gave him a peck on the cheek, picked up her basket, and walked away.

He thought to call after her to ask for her name, but he knew he would run into her again.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ya7b0z/brief_encounter_the_woman_in_aisle_six_mf_public