I had an uneasy feeling as I walked down the driveway of my grandma’s house with this man, ‘James’. I never met him before today, only heard of him.
When we met in person, he was charming. I could see why grandma kept him on for so long, he was kind, respectful, and genuinely took interest. Why did everybody talk shit about him?
“So, what do you study?” He asked me, full of curiosity.
“Arts and media.” I replied, he was making a good impression but I wanted to stay blunt.
“That’s cool, I can picture you being an artist.”
We walked in silence for a bit. I wasn’t even sure where we were going, to look at a car? Grandma had told him where we were going but not me.
“So where exactly are we going?” I demanded to know. He chuckled deviously.
“You’re keen aren’t you? We’re going to pick up your grandmas car from the mechanic. And maybe make a couple stops…” He looked around casually, my stomach twisted and turned. What was he planning? I then felt a hand grab my ass and squeeze it, shaking it around a bit. I stopped and froze for a second and looked at him. He bit his lip when he looked at me. He looked…hungry.
“Wow, you’ve got an amazing ass.” He purred. I was turned on instinctively, I felt pulsing warmth grow between my legs as my pussy lubricated itself and my clit hardened against my panties. Maybe he saw that I was aroused as I felt my face heat up, he took this opportunity to lightly rub around the outline of my underwear through my jeans. At this point, I managed to come to my senses a bit.
“Just what the Hell do you think you’re doing, you fucking sleazebag?” I spat at him, acting as disgusted as I could. My pussy was aching to be touched.
“Why, I’m sorry…I just couldn’t help myself. I could see your ass jiggling as we walked…” He licked his lips. “You’ve got a sensational body.”
I scoffed and rolled my eyes. I think he knew what I really wanted, I was just trying to be responsible.
“Well its not a ‘free touching zone’, keep your damn hands to yourself.” He giggled.
“I do love how sassy you are. It adds to your attractiveness.” He smiled warmly. I decided I could warm up to this guy, even if it was just my pussy telling me that.
“How long have you been working for my grandma anyway?” I changed the subject.
“Hmm…probably for about 4 years now? However I’ve known her a long time. I used to work in the hospital, that’s where I first met her…” He started. I zoned out a bit and looked down at his crotch, where I spotted a semi-hard bulge through his pants. It looked…big. “…we were close for a long time before I started helping her around the property. I lost my job at the hospital and so she offered me work. I’m so grateful for her, if she didn’t help me I might not be able to get another job.”
“How come you lost your job at the hospital?” I questioned, thinking I already knew the answer.
“…you’re going to hate this, but I’m an honest man. I fucked three of the nurses, who all had a great time by the way.” He winked. I cringed. “But the third nurse I guess had mixed feelings after we got dirty, went and told her supervisor, and I got done for sexual harrassment.”
“Well was it consensual?” I blurted out in a hurry, not even processing what he just told me.
“All the times were consensual. I always made sure they wanted my cock inside them for a good pounding before I did so.” He grinned. He was rpoud of himself! Even after losing his job. What a tool.
“Oh good, we’re here.” I sighed with relief. Thank god that conversation is over.
After a brief conversation with the mechanic, we jumped into my grandmad car and started it up. Sounded much healthier compared to when we brought it here.
“Ah, very nice.” He murmured before turning to me. “Coffee?”
I had mixed feelings about this, but it was early and I wanted caffine. “Coffee.” I nodded.
It took us all of 5 minutes to get to the local cafe. We briskly left the car and walked inside.
“I’ll get this, what do you want?” He turned to me, grinning. I smiled back.
“Thanks, I’ll have a latte” I spotted a restroom. Thank god for that, my pussy needed attention. “I’ll be right back, just going over there.”
As I walked through the door, I was panting. What was this feeling? Then I remembered. I peeled my jeans and underwear off and started teasing myself, my wet juices had soaked through my panties, which turned me on even more. I felt so slutty. I slid two fingers from my entrance up to my solid clit and brought my fingers up to my mouth, I needed a taste. My juices left a string behind on my t-shirt that hugged my frame tightly, James was right, I looked fucking hot. My breasts were bulging, and my nipples were hard. Why did I not wear a bra today? Stupid. I didn’t care, it was hot. I slid a finger inside my entrance and began to pleasure myself. My breath quickened and I closed my eyes, letting out quiet moans of pleasure. I thought I heard the door handle turn but didn’t worry as I had locked the door, but my strokes came to an abrupt stop as I noticed the door open!
“Ahh! Won’t you kno…” I trailed off when I saw who stood before me. “James! Uhh…this isn’t the mens room.” I was shaking. My pants still on the ground and my juices everywhere, I sat on the ground with my legs closed, looking up at him.
“All the bathrooms are unisex.” He looked very pleased with himself. “Wow….”
“What are you looking at?” I huffed. I could feel his eyes burning, and I stared right back at him. I wanted him.
He slowly crouched down to my level and started stroking and squeezing my thighs, prying them apart carefully. When my legs opened, I was panting again. My pussy was dripping onto the floor at this point. He leaned close to my lips and inhaled deeply.
“You smell amazing….looks like you need a man.” James looked up at me, lustful as ever. I said nothing, just looked back at him with a needy expression on my face. He read me perfectly as he dove his tongue straight into me, lapping up my juices eagerly, barely stopping to breathe. His tongue entered me and I couldn’t stop myself moaning, I just hoped nobody in the cafe could hear me. He sucked and flicked his tongue around my clit, driving me crazy. I felt more juices leaking out of me as he did so. He came to a stop, lifted me up and spun me around so I was facing the wall. He started whispering in my ear.
“So you like getting dirty in public, slut?” I was drunk with desire as he slid two of his fingers inside me and pleasured me. I whimpered and nodded. “Speak slut.”
“Y…yes daddy…” I croaked out. Daddy!? What was with me?
“Thats a good girl. You taste so fucking good, I knew I had you ready as soon as I grabbed your ass. Sluts like you have no control over your own body. You need a man to handle you, to show you whos in charge.” He growled, his strokes speeding up inside me. My moans got louder and I squeaked as I got closer to cumming.
“Cum for me in this dirty bathroom you whore.” With that, like a trained animal, my body shook and spasmed, the knot in my stomach releasing, and I felt my pussy squirt all over the floor and heard it spalsh everywhere. It ran all down my legs, on my ass, and more importantly, my pants got soaked as well as James’s shirt and pants. I yelped as he rode out my orgasm, still fingering me. He started to slow down and eventually pulled his fingers out of me as I collapsed onto the floor, in puddles of my own mess. My heart was pounding and I struggled to catch my breath and process what had just happened. He licked my juices off his fingers and chuckled as he observed the aftermath.
“Looks like you enjoyed that.” He teased. I sighed as I came to terms with my defeat. I looked up at his crotch which was now a huge, twitching buldge. “Don’t you worry about me, you’ll be taking care of this very soon,” He purred.
“I’m not worried.” I replied, he could read me too easily.
“Get yourself cleaned up. Coffee is waiting.” Oh god, I completely forgot about that. I sighed heavily as he left the room. I pulled myself up off the ground, too lazy to worry about cleaning up my mess. I used the hand dryer to make an attempt to dry my pants which were now covered in my cum, which kind of worked. It was better than not trying. I looked in the mirror and fixed my hair, made myself look presentsble. My eyes fell down to my breasts, my nipples were still visible through my shirt, but after that experience, I liked that they drew attention to my chest. I was proud of my tits, after all. I took a deep breath as i walked out of the bathroom towards James, I could feel some folks eyeing me up, either in disgust or lust. I didn’t care, I walked up to James as he handed me my latte, and we walked out the shop together, him slapping my ass just to show off right before we got out the door.
We got into the car and said nothing to each other. We drove around for a bit.
“When are we going back to grandma’s?”
“We can go now. You need a shower to clean yourself up…I’ll pay you a visit either during or after.” He grinned deviously. I shivered as I thought about that rock hard erection he wanted me to take care of…
This is my first attempt at erotica in a long time, feedback appreciated! I plan on a part 2, whos keen? ;)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fyr526/groomed_mf
I’d love a part 2!