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Grocery Shopping
I was leaving the supermarket one morning, my
cart full with my weekly grocery shopping. As I
passed the area reserved as a taxi stand I saw
an attractive young woman I guessed to be in her
late teens. She was standing next to a full
cart. As I waited at the curb for traffic to
allow me to cross into the parking lot I
commented, "You look like you could use some
help."
The bluntness of her reply took me by surprise.
"Yes, I can," she blurted, "and I can't wait
here any longer. I've been waiting for a stupid
cab for more than twenty minutes." Believe me,
it was my 'good Samaritan' instincts that led me
to offer her a lift. She readily accepted. While
I loaded our packages into the car she
introduced herself. Her name was Zandriah. As we
pulled out of the parking lot Zandriah gave me
her address which I recognized as being just a
few blocks from my home, which would take about
ten minutes to get to.
We were stopped at a light just outside the mall
when we began to talk. She was a law student at
Columbia Law School. She worked part time at a
Law Firm not too far from the hospital I worked
at. I was a first year resident there in the
pediatric ward. In a few minutes we were in
front of her house, a Brownstone beauty, similar
to my. Zandriah had said that she lived
upstairs, so I said that I would be glad to
carry her packages up for her while she watched
the car. She got out of the car and opened the
door and went upstairs. She came back down. On
my first trip up, I was amazed to find that the
apartment layout was almost identical to my own,
so I just naturally knew were to put the
groceries on the kitchen table. By the time I
completed my third and last trip up the stairs,
Zandriah was back in the kitchen starting to put
things away. She surprised me by coming over to
me and putting her arms around my neck and
kissing me on the lips. Again, this young lady
shocked me but this time my response was to pull
her closer to me and work my tongue deep into
her mouth. As I held her close to me, I could
feel the literal fullness of her breasts through
my thin summer shirt. I guess it was her turn to
be a bit surprised because she pulled away,
although slowly, and asked me if I'd like a beer
or Coke. I said a Coke would be fine. She went
to the refrigerator and I went over to the
kitchen table and sat down.
As Zandriah walked toward me with the soda she
got a strange look on her face. She put the Coke
on the table. "Ooooh. I feel horny. She lifted
her sweatshirt. She grabbed her breasts and
started rubbing them. Because I was sitting
down, her breast was just about level with my
face, and I simply couldn't resist the
temptation to suck them. As I did this, Zandriah
cupped her breast in her hand and pushed the
swollen nipple into my mouth. She breathed an
orgasmic sigh as I suckled like a baby.
She gently pulled her tit from my mouth and
knelt down between my knees. "Now it's my turn,"
she said and swiftly opened my jeans and
released my swollen prick. First she licked it
clean of my clear pre-cum and the engulfed the
glands with her lips. Her sucking was as
enthusiastic as mine had been as she rocked back
and forth taking more and more of my length with
each motion. As the volcano of sperm was about
to erupt from my churning balls, she stopped
sucking and knelt up straight. Taking her
breasts in her hands she pushed them
together and began to massage my glistening cock
with her nipples squeezing them with her thumbs
and forefingers. As she did her milk began to
flow and mix with her saliva and my pre-cum. Her
timing was unbelievable, because just as I was
about to splatter the ceiling with my jism, she
again took my manhood in her eager mouth. I
can't remember the last time I shot so much joy
juice, but with each pulsation of my prick,
Zandriah sucked harder and harder until my once
proud tool was limp in her mouth. Then with a
lick and a kiss to the tip she stood up, pulled
her sweatshirt down and finished putting away
the groceries. I recovered from my state of
ecstasy, fixed my pants and asked her if I could
drive her on her next trip to the supermarket.
She smiled at me and said, "I like to do my
shopping on Friday mornings." Great because I
always had Friday mornings off.
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