The Lucky Trip to Walmart in my hometown. [MF]

First time poster here… long time reader. So I am a tall guy, 6’2”, with dark hair and dark eyes. I also was slightly tan from some earlier time in the sun. I was wearing a khaki pair of cargo shorts and a black tshirt

The woman who I will call Angela, was probably 28 or so, 5’9”, maybe b cups (idk bra sizes so I’m guessing they were bigger than small but not large), dark hair that was shoulder length, and green eyes. She was in a white soft long sleeve with buttons and bra, and slightly long short shorts that were jeans.

The adventure begins with me, who has been extremely horny lately, that is why I started searching online for sex toys for men. I never purchased one before and well I was extremely nervous and anxious thinking of buying it. I searched the typical sites but found them to be very expensive. However, I found out that Walmart started selling some and had a company called Cake that made clean toys. I liked the stroker, it’s blue and unlike the typical pocket pussy it was small and only twenty dollars. So I decided to make a trip to my local Walmart.

I anxiously drove with my heart pounding in my chest. I parked on the pharmacy/garden side because it was the closest. I walked in and pulled out my phone to begin to look up the isle and try and calm myself. The Cake stroker was on the back wall.

I found it but froze in front of the item. Angela was walking around the bandage/first aid isle behind me. She probably noticed what I was standing in front of and picking up and putting it down (the box screams stroker). I stood there for ever eventually I picked it up when there was no one in the pharmacy line and asked if I could “checkout a kinda embarrassing item?”
The pharmacist said “no. Try the self checkout.”
Angela, I believe overheard the exchange, because when I walked back to the back wall she walked over said “how are you doing?” Like a typical Midwest nicety exchange. I replied in an almost squeaky manner with I’m good. She almost bursted out laughing, which made me shrink in my skin. But she said “it looks like your doing well.”

I didn’t know initially why she said that. At first I thought it was the toy, but then I followed her eyes it was pointing to my pants. I leak a lot of precum especially when I am excited or horny, so what had happened is my khaki cargo shorts had a wet circle like spot where the end of my tip was.

I stuttered “ummm thanks.” “I don’t know what to say.” She responded with “I could help you check that out.” To which I contemplated for a few seconds before responding “I would greatly appreciate that. I am super nervous about this could you help me hide the name?” She said “yes I can.”

We began to walk to the self checkout she walked slightly in front with her items hiding for the most part the thing. We get the to the checkout after waiting in line for a bit. I check out first and very quickly double bagging and wrapping the item in plastic. She subtly said as she was checking out “that isn’t anything to be ashamed of.”
I politely thanked her for her help and began to walk but she said she needed someone to walk to the car with. I said okay.

After she checked out I walked her to her car which was the first spot after the handicap spots. She then said where did you park?

I responded “nearly at the end of the lot.”, because I did park there.

She then offered to give me a ride. I thought stranger danger. But she hastily said “I don’t bite.” With hesitation I said “fine”, I get in the front seat didn’t buckle and left the door unlocked. I said my car is a row over and at the end.

She backed out turned left and passed my row “I said where are we going?”
She said at the same time as she unbuttoned the top two buttons “Don’t you wanna make sure that thing works?” “I’m going over here so we can check?”

Next to the Walmart is a shopping center that use to have a cub foods but now it is bed bath and beyond with a very empty parking lot.

She pulls into a secluded spot and took the bag out of my hand opening the box then said “take your dick out”. I couldn’t respond I was so anxious and paralyzed I just listened to her command. I unzipped my pants and pulled down my boxers o reveal soaking wet and dripping dick. She tossed the box in the back seat and pulled off her bra and shirt then positioned herself with her knees on the seat and her facing me.

She spat in the toy and quickly licked my dick. She chose the tighter side and began to twist and turn while moving it up and down. With the other hand, she had to know I was scared and didnt know what to, she took my hand to her boobs.

Maybe after a minute she then moved my hands down her pants. It was so wet and smooth it felt so nice. I couldn’t last much longer.
I then said “I’m about to cum.” She quickly in one swell swoop she moved my hand and pulled off the toy. She then placed her mouth around it with her hair brushing against my legs and balls. I blew my load and it felt amazing She came up showed me with a smile my cum then swallowed and kissed my cheek.

After that she drove me to my car and gave me her number. I just don’t know what to text first honestly. If you have any advice, even for tinder hookups because I want more stories, or want to share your experiences I’d love to hear from you.

If y’all want to check out where it happened idk If I can say my relative area. I may post it later on if I can hope you enjoyed my first post! :)

Edit: The pants are in my profile if you’d like.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v8xgft/the_lucky_trip_to_walmart_in_my_hometown_mf

3 comments

  1. So really simple, text her & THANK HER for helping you out. Tell her how much you appreciated everything. Dude, you’re a lucky man to find someone like that.

    Let her know you’re nervous. She clearly knows, but is not adverse to helping you along. You could simply ask her to teach you what you want to know about sex & I think you’ll go far! I’m guessing from your story that you’re younger and she’s older. Enjoy the relationship as a learning experience and see what happens.

  2. Maybe tell her that you need to compare the product with a real one to really understand how good the product is. She would be a bad cashier if she wouldn’t help you.

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