Chapter 3
Ellen stopped beside the meat counter. The listing in the newspaper said that beef was on sale. But the price on the packages weren't marked down.
"Excuse me, John," she said to the young man pricing the meat.
"Yes, Mrs. Weaver?"
"I thought these were on sale?" She held up her package of beef.
"They are. Aren't they marked?" John walked over and took the package. "My gosh! I must have forgotten to mark them."
"It's all right," Ellen said.
"Gee, I'm sorry. I've been making a lot of mistakes this week." John stared in disbelief at the packages of meat that he'd forgotten to price. He was out of high school, and making a go of it at the market.
"Just change the prices," Ellen said, "and everything will be fine."
"Please don't say anything," John said.
"I won't."
John was nervous speaking to Mrs. Weaver. He'd watched her grocery shopping many times before from behind the meat counter. She was one sexy lady.
Ellen noticed the growing bulge beneath John's apron and giggled to herself. He was an immaculate young man, well groomed. A curl of blonde hair swirled just over his right eye and when he smiled, his deep blue eyes sparkled. He was six feet tall and broad shouldered, narrow waisted and slight in the hips. She had watched him mark items in the aisles, reflecting that his body was nearly perfect in its masculine shape.
"Sorry to inconvenience you, Mrs. Weaver."
"It's nothing," she said, looking over his shoulder. The meat department was empty. It was a slow time of day and John had that part of the store to himself. "I've never seen where you process all this stuff." She gestured to the back of the store, open only to employees.
"If you'd like me to show you, I will." "I've got the time if you do."
John lead the way to the back. They went through swinging metal doors and into the produce area. Beyond them was the canned goods area, and a cold storage facility for meat.
"I hate making mistakes all the time," John complained.
"Is something troubling you, keeping your mind off your work?"
"My girlfriend's on vacation with her folks," John said. "I guess I miss her."
"Is she pretty?"
"She's a knockout. Just like yourself." "Why thank you, John. I'm complimented." "You're even built about the same." Ellen stared at the bulge in his apron. "You must miss her in many ways."
John turned red and nodded. "It's been awhile."
"What's in here?" said Ellen, gesturing to a small door.
"That's just a closet," John said.
Ellen parted her lips and touched John's tie, leaning into him. "May I see it?"
"Uh, sure." John opened the closet door and Ellen followed him in. She shut the door behind them.
"It's dark in here."
"I'll turn on the light." John flicked a switch. He was standing an inch away from Ellen, staring into her eyes. She blinked and took his hand in hers.
"You're such a dear sweet young man. I feel bad that you miss your girlfriend so much. It must be terribly lonely. I should know. My husband's out of town. You remind me of him, in a way."
"In what way?"
"In how I feel about you."
"How do you feel?"
"I feel about you the way I feel about my husband. He's a terribly sexy man and I always want him very much. The same way I want you, right now."
They were in cramped quarters and Ellen drew herself even closer to John.
"It's extremely crowded in here," she breathed into his ear. "But two people very close together can accomplish quite a lot."
She raised his apron and unzipped his fly.
John blushed. "I don't know what to say."
"Don't say anything. We're not in here to listen to each other talk."
John felt the gigantic swell of Ellen's tits as they pressed against him. She massaged his throbbing cock, and her eyes widened in delight as she felt its size.
"You must be quite a stud."
"I never brag."
"Then you must be a man of action. I like that. Show me what you can do."
John brought one of his knees between her skirted legs and she clamped both of hers around it and began grinding slowly.
"No one can get in," she whispered. "We haven't much time. Let's make the most of it. So fuck me, stud. Fuck me hard. Any way you want."
She unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open.
"Sure thing, Mrs. Weaver. You're a hot one." John clasped her ass with both hands and she melted up against him and reached down into his open pants.
"I want your cock."
"It's all yours," said John, huskily.
Ellen smiled and cupped his hairy balls.
John dropped his pants while she opened her blouse completely. Her tits bounded out of the cups of her bra and into each of John's groping hands; he kissed them and began rubbing them; the nipples became erect; John stroked them gently and began licking the engorged nipples.
"Ooooooh!" cooed Ellen, falling to her knees. "That's nice, John!"
"Eat me, you gorgeous lady!" he said, softly.
Ellen took John's flaccid cock into her mouth and sucked gently, breathing on it as she wet it with her warm mouth. Even partially erect, it was huge.
"I want to milk you," she sighed. "Mmmmmm. I love your cock, John."
She licked the entire length of John's cock meat.
"I want to drink every last drop of your hot cum," Ellen slurped as she took the thick cock deep into her throat and brought it out slowly.
John groaned and almost lost his balance. "You suck so good, Mrs. Weaver."
"Yes! I love your hard cock!" She licked the underneath side of John's growing cock shaft and took it into her damp mouth. "Uh-hummmmm," she mumbled, slurping it between her wet lips. "You've got a tremendous cock!"
"Suck it! Take my hot cock deep into your mouth! Oh! Mrs. Weaver!"
She pumped his cock faster in and out of her mouth. "I'm going to suck you dry," she said.
"Do it! Gulp my cum! So good! Feels so good!"
John played with her tits, feeling them dangling in his hands like large melons. Her nipples were rock-hard.
"You like my tits?" Ellen sighed between slurps.
John nodded. "I want to fuck your tits."
"You sure can!" She took his long cock and began rubbing it between her tits. "Come on my tits! Drip your hot cum all over me!"
Ellen held her tits together, enclosing them around John's swollen cock. John moaned and closed his eyes.
"Fuck my tits! Come on my face!" Ellen begged, moving John's cock between her huge tits, faster and faster.
"Oh! Yes! Ahhhhhh!" John groaned, his bulging cock growing, becoming redder.
"Fuck my tits!" she cried. "Come on my face! Spread your hot cum all over me!"
"Eat my hot cock!" he shrieked.
"Come on me!" she yelped. "I want to drink your hot milk! Come on my tits! Fuck my tits and fuck my mouth! Let me drink your hot milk!"
"Ohhhhh! Coming! Yessssss!" John cried. He swooned and the blood swelled in his cock as white-hot jets of milky cum began to leap from his exploding cock head and all over Ellen's tits and into her wet mouth.
"Oh! Give me your cum!"
"Drink me!"
"Yes!"
Ellen cried out as John shot his sperm into her mouth; it splattered inside her throat and she swallowed it as she licked the end of John's prick and lapped up every spurt as it squirted on her face and on her tits.
"I love it! Come on me! Shower me with cum!"
"Drink my cock oil! Yessssss!"
"I'm thirsty! I'm thirsty!" Ellen giggled hysterically, humping her ass on John's ankle, which was deeply buried inside her damp crotch. She was practically sitting on one of his feet while he fucked her tits and face. "Oh, God! Your cum is so good! I want all of it! I want to milk you like you've never been milked before!"
She licked his steaming cock head until all the cock juice was gone, then pulled his pants further down, past his knees.
"We can't undress, but we can still fuck!"
"I want you bad, hot lady! I'm boiling inside!"
"I'm feverish, too! Fuck me!" seethed Ellen, drawing her skirt above her waist. She turned her back to John and bent at the waist. John grabbed the cheeks of her luscious ass and squeezed. Ellen made a gargling sound as he pulled her panties down. "Fuck me deep, John! Stick it in my wet cunt! I want it now!"
John spread Ellen's ass cheeks and began to rub his sperm-leaking cock up and down her crack, from the lower part of her spine to the opening of her wet pussy and against the erect knob of her clit, causing her to writhe in the small closet with anticipation.
"Fuck me with your hot cock!" she whispered huskily. "Drive it to the hilt up my deep tight pussy! Oh, fuck me with your big cock! Come in me! Fill me with your hot milk! Do it, John!"
"Take it, baby! Take my cock meat up your wet cunt!"
He rubbed his cock head against her boiling fuck hole and she gasped and shrieked, begging him to fuck her.
"Ohhhhhh! Dammit! Yesssss! Fuck my pussy!" she cried.
"Here it is, lady!" He stuck the head of his cock in, then withdrew it.
Ellen squealed with impatience.
John rubbed the length of his stiff cock shaft up the crack of her ass cheeks, dripping cum into her tight little asshole. She stiffened, breathing harshly. "Oh yes!"
John took his index finger and lubricated her tight asshole opening; it expanded to accept his finger and became very wet inside as he probed it.
"Oh, god! Fuck my pussy! Fuck my cunt! Come in me! Come all over me!" she pleaded, grinding herself against his wet throbbing cock. "Oh, fuck me!"
John placed the head of his wet cock against her ass and squirted the moist residue of his cum into the pink bud of her asshole. Then he put a finger into her ass and glided it in up to the first knuckle. Ellen shuddered with passion.
"Yes, stud! Fuck me, dammit! Fuck me hard! Shoot your cum up my fuck hole!"
John put his cock in the opening of her cunt.
"Aiieeee!" Ellen cried. "Oh, God! Yes! Do it!"
Then he drove his massive cock in, fingering her asshole, driving his index finger up her slick assbud at the same time as he fucked her pussy with his throbbing cock meat.
"Take it, lady!" John cried, fucking her furiously.
"Ohhhhhh! Fuck me deep!" Ellen moaned, reaching back to grab his hips behind her.
"Yessss! Tight pussy!" John screamed. He pumped in and out both of her holes.
She gripped his pelvis, pulling him into her violently, screaming and groaning. "Fuck my cunt! Oh, fuck my cunt!"
John drove his boiling cock deep into her hot pussy, slamming his thighs against her ass, straining with every thrust to feel the deep caverns of her wet fuckholes as they gripped his thick cock and his probing index finger. Her pussy contracted with her asshole; her tits bounced and jiggled with every mighty thrust.
"Do it! Do it to me! Put the cum in me! Fuck my holes! Shoot your hot milk inside my boiling pussy and my deep asshole!"
"I'm fucking your holes! Take my stiff cock deep!"
"Oh, yes! Yesssss! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Ellen gulped several times, breathing hard, screaming, driving her ass into the stiff cock and finger that impaled the holes of her soaked crotch. "I'm hot! Fuck me! I'm so hot!"
John's cock swelled and began to spasm.
Ellen gurgled, begging for his aching balls to fill her with hot cum. "Come in me! Come in my holes!"
John lurched with the first spurt of lava-hot cum and jammed another finger up her constricting asshole. Ellen screamed and sat back, taking both fingers up her ass and driving his cock shaft up her tight pussy, receiving squirt after squirt of warm jism, which bounced inside the walls of her lathered fuck tunnel, causing her to arch back and tense as volleys of hot steaming splashed into her writhing wet fuck hole.
"Ahhhhhhh! My pussy and my ass!" Ellen lost all control.
"Love your cunt! Take my cock!" John held her tight, worming his taut cock around the walls of her cum-soaked cunt. Her asshole gripped his fingers tightly as he wedged them even deeper into her shit hole.
Ellen begged him to fuck her over and over. "Fuck my holes! Fuck my holes!" she screamed.
"Take my hot cock! I'm up your ass and your cunt!"
Ellen finally fell forward, weak from the intensity of coming, and wiggled her tight ass onto the rigid poles which impaled her asshole and cunt. She was wet in both cunt and ass, and became even more drenched as he gushed boiling cum into her slippery pussy.
John's cock surged.
Ellen screamed.
"Take my cum!" he hissed.
Ellen shuddered, feeling his balls contract and shoot the gooey white paste into her. He hunched over her, holding her tight. His fingers remained in her ass and his cock stayed in her pussy.
"You're a great fucking lady," he said.
"Fucking fantastic!" she sighed.
They lay against each other, her back to his. She ground her ass into him and he rotated his crotch, probing her.
Finally, she brought her head up and threw her arms in the air and laughed, licking her fingers after touching his wet cock. "I love to fuck this way. In secret."
"Me, too."
"Don't worry about the meat you forgot to price." "No complaints?" "Nope."
"When's your next shopping spree?" "Later in the week."
"Hope I catch you. We can try it facing each other next time."
John pulled his cock out of her; her cunt and ass made a sucking sound as he withdrew.
"And we haven't even kissed."
"Maybe we'll kiss next time." She patted his swaying cock.
He touched her damp pussy and she shivered.
"Oh!" she moaned. "Let's resume this next time. I've got some shopping to do, and we'll arouse suspicion if we don't get out of here."
John pulled up his pants. "I'll say I was giving you the best meat in the store."
"That's for sure." Ellen rubbed the cum off her tits and buttoned her blouse.