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 ASSTR;'ShopAsst.txt'{Bunyip}(MF)[1!1] Subject: Shop Assistant
Date: 10 February 2001
From: Bunyip
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Archive: AASTR/Authors/Aussie_Bunyip
CAUTION: This story contains adult themes not appropriate to minors.

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==== Shop Assistant by Bunyip

   When I was about sixteen I took a job with a amall neighbourhood
supermarket.  They were common back then.  I worked there after school and
on Saturday mornings until lunch when it would close.  For a sixteen year
old it was the perfect job.  I was surrounded by slightly older women, the
oldest was nearly thirty, and an old man that rarely came out of his
office. Most of the customers were women, and the rest were generally young
girls and a few boys.  Men didn't go there very much.  Therefore, female
hormones pretty much had control of that place and males were merely there
to carry things for them.

   Right from my first afternoon I knew that I would get to see and learn
plenty in this place.  I walked in on a cashier girl in the stock room
adjusting her stockings.  I stopped dead still and thought that she hadn't
seen me but in hindsight she was probably teasing me.  She rolled them down
to her knees, rubbed her upper legs where the stockings had been, and then
rubbed between her legs before pulling the stockings back up and doing up
her suspenders.  It was the sixties after all and panty hose weren't
invented yet.  I made a silent exit and looked forward to more similar
sights.

   On another occasion I was in the dungeon, which was a storage space
underneath the store floor that opened onto the lower stock room.  The
stock room had been built in sections as the store expanded and so there
were a few odd storage spaces.  In any event I was down there cleaning up
and re-arranging the boxes of cans in date order to make sure the oldest
was used first when two of the cashiers came back for a break.  I went
silent again and found a hiding place near the girls.  They took out a
cigarette and lounged back on some boxes with their backs to me.  Then they
started talking about their boyfriends.  General stuff at first but soon
they were getting more explicite and sharing private details.

   "He likes to kiss me on the neck." progressed to "He always finds his
way into my pants sooner or later." "I like it when he tickles my back, and
my front, right down in front -giggle, giggle." "Does he lick you down
there?  Mine does now but he wouldn't do it for the first six months.  I
love when his whiskers scratch my bum for me." "Mine licks my belly and
then moves down to my fuzz.  He does it so slowly that I nearly have to
push his head down there." "I like him to play with my pussy for hours
before he screws me." "Do you prefer it facing him or from behind?" "Oh God
either way but from behind seems so animal to me.  He grabs my bum, sticks
it in and goes wild.  Of course I go wild too and he always seems to get me
off before he shoots his stuff all over my legs." "Mine presses against me
when we're out and I know that he's hard and ready.  Even in the elevator
sometimes and I'm not game to move in case I leave him standing there with
a huge erection." "Have you done it in the elevator?" "No but I reached
back and rubbed him once and he shot almost immediately and left a big wet
spot on his jeans.  He liked it but wasn't very happy afterwards.  Do you
guys do it when you're out?" "Oh we did it in the pictures a couple of
weeks ago but we nearly got caught.  We've done it in the dressing room at
Cribbs in town." "Well we did it on the front lawn of the Catholic church
one night.  People were walking past but didn't even see us lying in the
dark.  We want to do it in church one day." "I've frigged off in church
when I was fourteen, that was fun with my fingers going wild under the hymm
book and the old lady in front of me singing away."

   I learned a lot from those two about women.  In particular I came to
reealise that women were as horny as men.  I also learned that nice girls
did do it!  They finished their smoke and went back to work leaving me to
wank off.  I guess I wanked off in the store about once a week while I
worked there -always after overhearing a conversation or seeing something I
wasn't meant to.

   One day, I was in the dungeon when the head cashier, who being in her
thirties was the eldest, came into the back room.  I thought she was
looking for me and had made my way nearly up to the stock room where she
had settled.  After a good look around took off her apron and lifted her
dress right off.  She then shook it out and dusted it down.  Apparently she
had some fertilizer powder or something spilt all over her.  She dusted her
bra and panties though I could seen nothing on them and then just stood
there as if getting her breath back.  Her loose nylon panties were strapped
down by the red suspender belt and straps that held her black stockings in
place.  She wore a black bra which I focused on when she turned around,
until I realised that she had seen me.

   "What are you doing down there?" she asked then said "Never mind, get up
here." I did so expecting immediate dismissal but she smiled and said "You
get to see a lot of things from down there do you?"

   I shook my head but then said "Well sometimes." She looked at my
erection and called me closer.  "That looks like it will grow into a nice
sized cock one day.  You had better take it out to the toilet and stretch
it some more." she said.  She gave it a quick rub through my pants before I
nearly ran off.

   I was to learn that she was impressed with me and later that week she
called me back into the store room for a chat.  I went innocently back
there to find her sitting on a stack of flour bags with her skirt up and
legs crossed so she could adjust her stockings.  She made a point of facing
me wherever I moved and even told me to keep still so she did not have to
keep moving herself.  As she spoke, and I can recall very little of what
she said, she raised her foot up onto her lap to straighten the stocking on
her foot.  Her legs were of course well spread and her pink panties were
open to view right under to her arse and up above her pubic mound.  The
bulge in her panties was bristling with hair beneath the thin silky cloth
and a few hairs escaped under the elastic of the pants legs.  In hind sight
thay were probably growing on her upper thighs, in her groin.

   She called me closer and closer until I was right next to her when she
took hold of my belt and pulled me right up to her.  Right up between her
parted legs.  I remember being surprised at the heat I felt from the
insides of her legs.  She undid my belt and plunged her hand down the front
of my trousers grasping my erect cock.  As soon as she had it clear of my
underpants she began stroking it gently yet firmly.  I couldn't speak but
just tensed as within moments I shot a load up into the air, landing in my
underwear.  She pulled her hand out and licked my come off her fingers then
rose and went back out into the shop.  I was left trying to sop up the come
before it wet my trousers.  I avoided her as much as I could after that but
on one other occasion she caught me alone out the back and had me fondle
her breasts until we were disturbed by a cashier and she had to go away.

   One of the girls, Marie I think her name was, had me help her one day
and when we were finished she kissed me on the cheek then smiled at me and
gave me a good long kiss on the mouth.  It got hotter and wetter and
eventually we were tongue kissing while our hands roamed each others
bodies. When we finally broke up she pushed me away saying I was too young
for her, but one day...I'd be a great kisser.  Other than numerous
occasions looking up skirts and down blouses I guess that about wraps the
place up but there was one other time worth noting.  It didn't happen at
the shop but followed on from the shop.  It was the time I lost my
virginity -took the plunge so to say.

   One wonderful afternoon I was asked to carry a ladies bags home for her.
Do you remember the big brown paper bags?  She lived around the corner from
the shop and a few doors from my own home.  It was nearly closing time
anyway so the cashiers simply told me to go home afterwards and they would
cover for me.  As the lady turned around I could see that she was pregnant,
about half way along my boys mind said.  Anyway she gave me such a smile
that I liked her immediately.

   As we walked she began to say that we had better move faster.  We walked
faster and she began to look like she was in pain.  "It's not coming is
it?" I asked hesitently.  "No, no" she smiled, "I just need to pee very
badly so we had better hurry." In fact we were probably going slower now
that she was trying to walk with her legs crossed.  I kept telling her
"We're close, not far now, it won't be long..."

   Finally we made the door and she fumbled with her keys saying "Come on
in." I actually thought she wanted me to follow her and I did so.  I was
right behind her as she went into the bathroom, dropped her drawers and
squated on the toilet.  She had her eyes closed for quite some time, unable
to make it start after holding it in for so long.  I stared at her bare
legs, dumbfounded.  Her panties were around her knees and they excited me,
both the sight of them around her knees, and knowing that her bum and pussy
were naked!  Her skirt was up around her waist, tucked under her big belly.


   Suddenly there was a mighty swishing sound followed by the sound of her
pee shooting under a great deal of pressure, into the toilet water.  Her
closed eyes whinced and her smile returned, and in fact became quite a
grin.

   After what seemed a very long time her pee ended and she opened her eyes
to see me standing there watching her intently.  At first she jumped then
burst into laughter.  "You had better put those bags in the kitchen" she
suggested.  I did so and stood in the kitchen for a while embarrassed and
wondering what to say when she came out.

   Then she called me back, calling out almost moanfully "Can you help me?
I'm out of paper." she said "Could you bring a roll from the grocery bag?"
I carried it in and she smiled at me.  She sat on the pot with her knees
together, but with her panties now around her ankles which seemed to excite
my boyish mind even more.

   "You are so helpful, and so sweet." she said, "You may as well finish
the job then.  Would you like to wipe me?" Without thinking I pulled off
the wraper off the roll, and took a few sheets of toilet paper.  I was
approaching her when I began to realise what I was doing and I stopped dead
still.

   "Oh it's fine," she said with a blush, "I was just joking.  I guess I
was toying with you, but I didn't mean to."

   I was confused, but horny, I stared at her bare legs, and at her
panties, and I could feel my cock slipping against my undies, stretching
out, getting bigger, and harder.  As I reached out to hand her the paper,
she smiled and said "In fact I think it is quite nice of you to offer to
help me."

   "I didn't mind, well, wiping you.  It was nice to be asked, and it made
me feel warm all over, and it felt nice.  I don't have a sister." I
explained somewhat stupidly.

   "You don't have to be shy.  Nobody will know except us, and in fact, it
would be very nice if you wiped me.  I could use your manly touch as well."
she said.

   Hesitating for a moment, I thought "What the hell.  Nobody will ever
know." As I leaned toward her, she parted her legs and I saw her fluffy
patch of pubic hair, wet, and parting slightly to allow a thin strip of
pink flesh to appear.  She slipped forward on the pot so her legs parted
even more and her pussy opened up, sort of smiling at me.  I stared at her
soft pink flesh while I folded the paper into a wad.  I guess I was
hesitant to actually make the move, but then at last I reached down,
between her wide open legs, between her and the pot, and slipped the wad up
into the soft flesh of her pussy.  I slowly dragged it forward wiping her
pee, and her juices from her slot.  She closed her eyes and sighed.

   I wiped her several times, refolding the paper every time, and she
seemed to be just as wet when I finished wiping her.  She smiled at me and
asked me if I could wipe her again, without the paper.  I did.  I wiped her
so gently and slowly that she put her hand on mine and kept me wiping her
for several minutes.  "I haven't had sex since my husband made me pregnant.
That was the night before he left for Vietnam.  You are so sweet, do you
think would you like to play with me awhile?  I dearly miss having a man
touch me!"

   "I looked down and realised that I must have had a horn the whole time
and it showed through my trousers as a whopper.  She kicked her panties
across the floor and opened her legs even wider.  I stroked her now very
wet pussy with my bare hand and felt all the magic of a steaming hot pussy.
I felt the folds of slippery skin, the gentle depressions and bumps and one
that made her jump a little every time I touched it.

   She reached over and undid my pants letting my stiff cock breath fresh
air.  I was so relieved as I didn't know how or when I should let it out.
As I kicked my pants off I could see that it was also wet with it's dribble
of first come.  Before that time I had never noticed what I now know as
pre-cum.  Pulling me closer she licked the tip of my cock saying how much
she missed the taste of that first drop.  I shuddered in excitement and bit
my lip to avoid saying anything stupid.

   "You musn't tell anybody," she instructed me "People don't know how
lonely a pregnant woman can get."

   Standing in front of a pregnant woman, who was sitting bare arsed on the
toilet licking my cock, was not something I could easily tell my friends no
matter how much I would like to.  If I did they would call me a bullshitter
anyway.  She then began to take my cock into her mouth, slipped her lips
over the purple end of it, and along the shaft with her tongue slipping
along the underside.  I cannot describe how close she came to receiving a
come bath in the face, right at that very moment, but somehow it passed and
I gained several more magic minutes.

   She slid her mouth over as much cock as she could swallow and gripped it
between her teeth and lips.  Slowly she sucked on it slipping back and
forth slightly until my knob was bumping against the back of her throat. 
Her hands kept tugging at my balls and digging into my rump as I closed my
eyes and begged not to come too soon.  In fact having had no experience
either in a mouth or a pussy I didn't want to come in either with a person
I didn't know.  Perhaps it was simply the way I was brought up, but I
always thought I was meant to wear a condom.

   I was a virgin but had wanked enough to know what it felt like to come
and had been wanked off by the lady at the shop.  I knew that very soon I
was going to come unless we stopped.  I tried to take my mind off her, and
what she was doing, but I kept looking down on her, at her beautiful
breasts and long soft hair.  I stood between her knees with my hands
rubbing her shoulders and back then taking her head in my hands like I was
wanking into her face.  It was too much for me and as I felt my load
building I tried to warn her but she hugged my arse and took as much of me
as she could into her mouth.

   When my cock head hit the back of her throat my balls jerked, my shaft
stretched and my arse tightened.  Deep in my belly I felt the load coming.
My balls throbbed into life as the first jet shot into her mouth quickly
followed by another and another.  She smothered it as it drained into her
mouth and she sucked and sucked on it as if she loved the taste of male
come.  I was like a jelly ready to flop onto my knees by the time she was
satisfied but held my ground while she suckled the last taste of come from
my cock.

   Finally I was limp and spent.  Her mouth still around my cock was a
wonderful feeling but perhaps a little too much and I had to pull away.

   "How was that?" she asked "Have you ever been sucked off like that
before?" I was not used to hearing a woman, or girl, speak so openly about
any matter on sex, even after the things I had heard the girls say at the
shop when they at least thought they were alone.

   "You were wonderful," I said "but perhaps I had better go." She looked
sadly at me and begged me to stay.  "I have so little fun, so little social
life.  Can't you stay for dinner?"

   "Well that would raise some eyebrows" I thought to myself.  She could
see the answer in my eyes.  She fondled my limp cock gently as she stared
up at me.  "Play with me a little longer?" she pleaded.

   I reached down and undid her buttons on the front of her dress.  Those
beautiful breasts deserved to see the fresh air.  I worked down as far as
the buttons went then raised the dress up over her head.  Her panties were
already kicked to one side and only her bra remained.  I took seemingly
forever to undo her bra and remove it to the hamper.  Her naked body, and
even her full round belly looked beautiful.  It was soft and pink and
didn't look out of place or weird as I perhaps had expected.

   "I could do with a helping hand to get up." she asked.  I offered a hand
and together we walked her into her bedroom where ladies things were strewn
about haphazardly.  "I don't get much housework done nowadays." she
explained.  "I keep up in most places but this is my room and I do as I
please here." She sat on the edge of the bed and rolled back onto the
mattress.  "Mmmm, that's good.  Come and join me."

   I removed my remaining clothes and climbed into the bed beside her.  The
bed smelled womenly, fresh but somehow womanly.  Perhaps it was the scents
and powders, or perhaps the female excretions, but it was sensuously
exciting.  I ran my fingers over her breasts and belly smoothing her skin
under my palm.  Soon I was nearing her bush that was so hairy and the hair
was damp presumably from her pee and probably her juices as well.  Whenever
I brushed the pubic hair she would react by lifting her pelvis toward my
hand and so I soon learned to lightly brush against the thick mass of dark
hair.

   "Is it nice being pregnant?" I asked.  She smiled at me and said
"Sometimes, but when the man is away it gets very lonely." I placed my hand
on her bush and gently stroked it.  "That's nice." she said "That's what I
miss." My fingers parted the lips and found their way inside her hot wet
lips, which were slippery with her juices.  She arched her back as I
brushed her sensitive bits.  "Would you like to kiss me down there." she
asked.  I hesitantly ventured closer, having not even considered up to that
point that a woman might like to me licked or sucked like she had sucked
me.

   The sexy womanly smell was strongest there.  Her juices excited my
ostrals which I am sure flared with the first smell.  Perhaps there was a
hint of female urine, but I didn't even think about it as my face moved
closer to her private parts.  I knelt between her feet and as my face
closed in on her wide open crotch, she spread her legs even wider, allowing
them to flop apart on either side of me.  My tongue went straight to her
obvious hole as I believed that was her mst sensitive part.  I soon learned
however that other places were equally or even more sensitive.

   I breathed in her female scents and already my cock was stiffening
again. The taste of her syrupy juices soon covering my tongue and mouth.  I
slurped it all eagerly and dug my tongue deeper into her hole whenever I
passed by it.  She was gathering up the bedcovers in her fists as she began
to talk softly and sensuously.  I couldn't understand what she was saying
but it sounded sexy, sweet and inviting.

   Her legs pulled up, her feet crossed over just below her belly and I
took hold of them with one hand.  As I licked her she twisted and gyrated
her hips as if trying to escape my wet tongue but it was obvious that she
didn't want me to stop and within a few more moments she was holding her
own ankles pulling her legs back and calling out "Ooooh yes, that's what I
want."

   I pushed two fingers inside her and stroked them back and forth like a
ramming rod and she reacted by moaning in rythm with my fingers before
calling "Faster, that's it faster".  I finger fucked her until I was
covered in slippery pussy syrup and she was twisting her pelvis madly.  She
went tense for a moment before stroking her pussy onto my hand in jerky
movements.  Then all went quiet for awhile as she moaned long and softly.

   I sensed that my cock was already standing long and proud, and she saw
my excitement.  As I licked her pussy juices from one hand, I found my cock
with my other still wet hand and I stroked it.  My cock was still wet from
her saliva, and my come, and it was still sensitive to touch.  She saw that
I was so hard and she indicated for me to climb onto her, but I was afraid
of hurting either her or the baby.

   "Don't be silly!" she said "It's alright for some time yet." I kneeled
closer and holding my hard cock in my hand, I pointed it into her dark
canal.  I touched her cunt with the head of my cock, and feeling her hot,
wet, slippery flesh, I shuddered before slipping easily into her.  Within
seconds my cock was right up inside her, and I would have been happy to
simply let it sit there for hours.  I stopped for a moment to rejoice in
the feeling that I experienced for the first time.  I reality I was
probably thinking what to do next but it all happened as if there was a
plan already instilled within me.

   Her legs were pulled up in front of me and so I craddled her knees to my
chest and got my legs either side of her rump.  Once in a comfortable
position I started stroking into her, softly and slowly at first,
increasing both tempo and force with every stroke as she encouraged me to
"Go harder!"

   Soon I was banging my balls against her bare arse with every stroke in
rapid succession.  It was wonderful and I was gaining in confidence all the
time.  My hard cock felt every ripple of flesh inside her, and every inch
of my cock was pleased as it slipped past her vaginal muscles.  I was
beginning to sweat and I could feel my blood rising as the pressure on my
cock increased from her grasping cunt.  I was now unaware of her needs,
even though she said that she had several, "very nice orgasms".  I pursued
my own selfish needs.  I fucked her hard and deep until I was on what I
have learned is known as the master strokes.  Those last few strokes that a
man has when ejaculation is innevitable but has not yet happened.  I thrust
into her body like a madman, stabbing her with my cock.

   The sensations were so intense and welcome that I couldn't tell this
story without trying to describe them.  The mind is lost and floating in
some surreal place where you know what is happening but you are unable to
do anything about it.  The mind wants to do one thing but your body is
compelled instead by the pure animal function of ejaculating.  I called out
and then stabbed my cock into her two or three times as the juice shot out.
Then I held her tightly with my cock buried deep inside, while it spurted
come after come into her.  I had the most intense feelings of achievement
at that point as if I had just won a race or created a masterpiece.  It
was, and still is, the best emotional state that I know of.

   As I let my failing erection drop out of her dripping wet hole it was
immediately followed by a flow of come that I thought was hers and so I
said "Oh you're comming too!" She coughed and laughed.  The come shot out
of her as her pussy squeezed tightly on it.  I stumbled for my handkerchief
but it spilt all over the bed covers.  She took me in her arms and we lay
together, naked in each others arms until it was nearly dark.

   By that hour, I had to explain to my parents why it took so long to get
home from the store.  In a stroke of genious, Gina, that was the lady's
name, invited me to work on her lawn while she was pregnant, as she could
no longer care for it.  I continued at the store but favoured the work at
Gina's place, as although the money and hours were lower, the conditions of
employment were fantastic.  We had sex on a weekly basis right up until she
had the baby.  Then she moved back to her parents home and I never saw her
again.