From: doggrafix@aol.com (Dog Grafix)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Shannon Goes Shopping (mmf)
Date: 27 Jul 1996 11:29:00 -0400

			Shannon Goes Shopping

	Shannon was hot. She was steaming mad. She had a big job
interview the next day and she had a ton of extra work to get done
that night. When she finally finished all the typing she needed to do,
she got changed and drove to the mall. It was 9:00 and only half an
hour before all the stores closed. She didn't have the outfit she
needed for her interview and knew she'd really have to move in order
to put something nice together in time. She had some ideas though, and
after finally finding a parking spot started her mission.

	The first thing that had gone wrong that day were the reams of
work every attorney in the office gave her right before the end of the
day. What was she, she cursed, the only damn secretary there? No, but
she was the sexiest and the best, so everybody talked to her and
everybody gave her their work. The second problem was the interview
for the big alumni activities coordinator position she'd been granted
at Villanova. It was a great opportunity, and a big jump in status and
salary, so she really wanted to make an impression. She needed just
the right outfit, and it wasn't in her wardrobe. Most of her clothes
were designed for fun, her favorite form of which was turning men into
drooling, leering dogs. For Shannon, this was no serious challenge.
Her legs are tan, soft and shapely. She has skinny little ankles that
said "Grab me and spread me!"

	Her tits are fat and bouncy and real, with large, dark aureole
and thick, rubbery nipples Her face is beautiful with a big, hot
mouth, pretty smile, chocolate eyes and a cute, soft nose. Her light
brown hair is long and full, and she wears it like Barbara Eden on I
Dream of Jeannie.

	Basically, she is a flesh pot with swinging hips and a slut's
attitude to go along with all of it. She's a flirt with an attitude
and she can be hard to handle.

	Her big problem tonight was to find the outfit to perfectly
accentuate that magnificent body without being too racy or provocative
within a half an hour. Unfortunately, she encountered another problem
during her initial window shopping at the mall. She had worn a very
uncomfortable pair of panties that day that kept riding up between her
ass cheeks. That was one thing at work, but another running through
the mall. The part of it that was the most troublesome was the tiny,
Bongo jeans skirt she was wearing to shop.

	She fretted as she ran into the Limited and started going over
the racks for a suit. She shifted her weight in discomfort. Browsing
over a rack of tailored suits, she fidgeted, trying to dislodge the
panties from deep inside her fleshy but cheeks. They went right back
up. She looked around. Noticing that no one was looking, she carefully
yanked her panties down to her ankles, quickly stepped out of them and
stuffed them in her purse, all in one motion. She looked herself over,
admiring her tanned, shapely legs. She wore cute plaid Keds. Her tight
cotton top made her huge tits look even bigger. Her taut, exposed
tummy was adorned with a gold belly ring, and her slender ankle
sported a small gold bracelet.

	She had gotten tons of looks and hadn't so much as smiled at
anyone. She was in a hurry, and didn't have enough time to really
savor all the adoring attention. She wasn't finding anything, and was
becoming increasingly frustrated and irritable.

	She really wasn't paying attention to how short her skirt was.
She had no idea that a little cheek was showing as she rushed around,
stopping in Casual Corner, then Banana Republic, Canadians and finally
Ann Taylor. It wasn't as obvious as it could have been, since her
thong bikini allowed her ass to be as tan as her dancer's legs.
Nevertheless, she was getting noticed by every guy she passed who was
still in the mall.

	At last, in Ann Taylor she found what she was looking for. It
was a gorgeous pale blue suit that flattered her assets enormously,
but was at the same time quite classy and refined. It was perfect, and
she ran to the counter to have the sales clerk ring her up. The only
male in the store happened to be a guy in a plaid shirt named Wade
manning the register, and he gave Shannon a long up and down stare as
she bounced up to the register. Shannon sneered and tugged down her
skirt. "I'll take this," she snapped at him, presenting her Visa. He
continued to stare discretely at her tits as he said, "Sure, miss,"
and passed her card through the machine. It took the guy about five
minutes to get the suit on a hanger and bag while ringing Shannon up
and staring at all of her fleshy glory. She looked at her watch every
five seconds, getting hotter each time. Finally she snatched the suit
from the kid and raced out of there, knowing she had to find shoes to
match it fast. Unfortunately, it was already 9:28. Most of the stores
already had pulled those cages down in front and shut off their
lights. She looked around and saw only the Wild Pair still open. Off
she ran, the guy from Ann Taylor watching her bounce and jiggle the
whole way.

	When she got there, she was breathing hard and perspiring
lightly and a guy and a girl were getting ready to close the gate to
the store. "Wait!" she cried. She rattled her situation out in one
long stream: "Ireallyneedshoesyou'vegottahelpmeihaveaninterviewanda-
bluesuitandineedsho esndtheyvegottabeblueitssoimportantpleasepleasep-
lease!" The girl looked at her and shook her head. Shannon looked like
a porn queen on holiday. Her big breasts were heaving as she babbled.
The girl said, "I'm sorry honey, but we're closed," Then the guy said
"You can go Susan, I'll let her look for a minute." The girl shot him
a look, then grabbed her purse and said, "Fine, I'm outta here."
Shannon said thanks and started looking, trying to make small talk as
she scanned the store. She found out the guy's name was Rod. He was a
high school senior at Conestoga and was planning to go to Villanova.
They talked about Shannon's interview. The whole time, Rod was stealing
glances at her curvaceous figure whenever he could. He was a leg man,
that's why he started working for Wild Pair in the first place.

	Shannon's legs were the best he'd seen in the whole year he'd
been working there. As she leaned over at the waist to check a pair of
Navy pumps in the window display, a hint of her pretty ass cheeks
peeked out from beneath her tight denim skirt. She straightened up
with the shoes in her slender hand, slowly though because she knew he
was watching. She sat down and Rod hurried to her feet. He undid the
laces on her Keds as she looked down at him and smiled. Her bare feet
were hot and the air felt good when Rod slowly tugged the Keds off her
feet. She wiggled her little painted toenails inches from the guy's
face. He adored her. His eyes strained as he glanced up between her
legs, trying to see her panties.

	Instead, he caught a glimpse of what appeared to be the thick,
brown lips of her pussy as she shifted her weight in the chair.

	It struck him like a brick in the head. He couldn't be sure
but his heart raced with the thought she wasn't wearing panties! His
eyes bugged out and Shannon immediately realized what was going on.
She squeezed her legs together instinctively as she recalled the
panties in her purse, then decided Rod was harmless and relaxed a
little bit. Shannon was still hot, but was starting to feel more
relaxed. She figured her search for shoes would be a success here.
Plus, all the other stores were closed now, and it was obvious Rod
would let her look as long as she wanted. She pursed her lips at him
as she wiggled her foot into the shoe, spreading her legs slightly.
Rod looked up at her, sweating, and remembered what he was doing. He
slipped her bare,wrinkled foot in.

	Shannon stood up and tugged her skirt down. She pretended to
look in her purse while Rod looked her up and down, then she began
slowly strutting around the store in the navy heels. "How do they
look?" she asked as she wagged her tail around the store. Rod said
"GREAT!" and Shannon got a little wet rush between her legs at the
guy's eagerness.

	She wasn't sure about the shoes, though. She looked around,
letting her skirt ride up to show the bottom of her cheeks again. She
saw a pair on a high shelf with a ladder underneath. "Rod, would you
come here and steady this ladder for me?" she asked. Normally, Rod
would be the one to do this rather than a customer, but he certainly
wasn't going to argue with her in this case. He hurried over and
grabbed the ladder as Shannon climbed slowly on to the first step. She
placed her Navy high heels on one step then the other until her ass
was a foot above Rod's face. She spread her legs a little for balance
and reached up for the shoes. When she had them in her hand she looked
down at Rod who was gazing at her legs, ass and drippy, shaved pussy
as his mouth hung open. She loved it! "Ahem, would you help me down?"
He nodded and took her free hand. Shannon pretended to slip and he
caught her on her slick, upper thigh. "Oh my! Thanks, I almost fell!"
The guy stood there still holding her thigh and hand. She looked down
reproachfully at his hand on her leg, and he quickly pulled it away.
She handed him the new shoes and teetered over to the seat.

	Meanwhile, Wade,the jerk from Ann Taylor, had arrived outside
Wild Pair and had been watching this whole thing. He stood there in
the darkness of the mall peeking around the store's corner and
watching Shannon strut around, showing off for Rod. He had Shannon's
Visa card in his hand. She had left it at Ann Taylor. He grinned.

	The new shoes Shannon had picked were also navy. They were
open around the instep with a strap around the ankle. She slipped them
on easily while Rod stole glances at her partially visible pussy,
hardly noticing her ballooning breasts straining against her t-shirt
or her hard nipples poking at the cotton. Wade noticed them quite
clearly from outside the store. Shannon stood up and let Rod check out
the wrinkled sides of her feet, now visible in these cut-out, strappy
pumps. She arrogantly watched him openly leer at her feet for a before
saying "I'll take these!" Rod glumly picked up her shoes and the box
at her feet. "You're going to wear them out?" he asked. Shannon nodded
enthusiastically, and Rod walked over to the cash register. "Well,
Miss, how do you want to pay for these?" he asked with the tiniest
hope in his eyes. Shannon fished through her purse, saying "credit
card," as she sifted through the stuff. She began to fumble through
her purse more frantically as the realization struck her that she'd
lost her card. She dumped her purse out on the counter.

	"Shit! Where's my card?" she said. "I just used it a second
ago!" Rod looked at her worried, sexy face and felt his dream coming
true. "I'll tell you what, Miss. I'll pay for your shoes, but I want
to at least see you naked. You've been showing off the whole time
you've been here and I want to see it all."

	Shannon was honestly stunned by Rod's offer. She had a lot of
experience with the propositions of aggressive men, but wasn't
expecting anything like this - especially not from the meek-appearing
Rod. However, she needed the shoes and she knew the mall was closed
and her Visa was probably somewhere at Ann Taylor. She had been
exposing herself to him for some time now, but at least she had her
clothes on. Taking it all off was different. There really wasn't much
choice, though. He looked nice and harmless enough. She was feeling
hot and bothered anyway and the mall was dark and deserted now at
10:15. "OK," she said, "let's go in the back."

	Wade, meanwhile, was ecstatic at the turn of events unfolding
before him. He had been about to take her card in and tease the bitch
with it before giving it to her. But, just as he was about to pop
around the corner and let Rod and Shannon know he was there, Rod made
her his offer. Only a few feet away Wade heard it all and couldn't
believe his luck! Now, it looked like he wouldn't see anything at all
with Shannon talking about going in back. Damn!

	Then Rod said "No, it's too crowded back there. I want to see
you right here. And leave those shoes on too," Shannon said, "What if
someone sees?"

	"Look, you really don't have to worry about that. There's one
retired security guard who sleeps all night and that's all that's left
here.

	Anyway, I'm buying your shoes and you owe me." Shannon nodded
and shrugged her shoulders. She looked around and Wade pulled back out
of her vision. "Alright, it's a deal," she said and peeled her top off
over her head. Her lacy, white bra strained as her fat boobs bounced
up and down with her sudden movement. She reached back and unsnapped
her bra, as Rod sat down in one of the chairs in the main area. She
let her it drop to the floor and watched Rod's mouth drop at the sight
of her very large, round tits. She noticed her nipples were hard. She
also noticed Rod was hard. She smirked and raised her eyebrow at the
bulge in his pants. Rod turned red. Shannon rocked lightly as she
watched the sweating Rod. He asked her in a choked whisper to lick her
large nipples. Shannon kept her eyes on his bulge as she grabbed a
handful of each breast, cupping them in her red,painted nails. She
slowly squeezed and lifted them, licking one of her nipples like a cat
cleaning its fur. She then lifted her other breast to her mouth and
sucked her whole areole into her mouth before biting the nipple and
tugging on it while watching Rod the whole time.

	"Poor boy," she smugly thought to herself. She then put her
hands on her skirt and worked the tight denim down her hips, bending
over until she held the skirt at her ankles. Her tan back was a deep
bronze, broken only by the thin white line of a tiny, thong bikini and
top. Wade had a perfect view of her glistening, tanned cheeks and long
legs as she held this position. He was behind Rod, peeking around the
corner of the store and staying low. His gaze traveled up from her
navy heels to the wrinkles of her sexy feet to the curves of her slim
legs before settling on her delectable, pillowy ass. Her shaved pussy
lips were mashed between her legs and seemed to be shining with
wetness. Shannon stood up slowly and stepped those slutty heels out
from the circle of fabric. "Ta da!" she said, then stood there with
her hands on her hips, weight shifted to one leg and smiled at Rod.
Wade was loving it!

	Overcome by lust, Rod began to instinctively unzip his pants.
"OH NO," Shannon said. "None of that. We didn't talk about that! Leave
that thing out of this." Rod was ignoring her, though, and he silenced
any further protests by hauling his huge cock out of his pants.
Shannon looked at it, shaking her head in mild frustration. It was
gorgeous: pink and obscenely thick. It looked nearly ten inches long,
but she was never good at figuring those things. 'Why does it always
have to be so damn BIG,' Shannon thought to herself. 'For once why
couldn't somebody have one I could say no to?' She found herself
walking toward Rod and wordlessly wrapped his big cock in her long
fingers, tugging on it as it continued to swell with blood. Bending
slowly at the waist, she leaned over and examined it closely. She
shook her head again, then opened her full, pink lips in a huge "o"
and crammed that monster right into the back of her throat. This was
just how she liked it, mouth filled to the choking point with dick! Her
eyes watered. She had been salivating since he pulled it out of his
pants, and now that her tongue was lapping at Rod's big cock, her
sucking was wonderfully sloppy. Drool was sloshing out of her
stretched lips as she pumped Rod's meat in and out of her mouth. When
his balls hit her chin and his pubic hair tickled her nose the sloppy
bitch was gurgling her spit all over her face and his body.

	Rod was stunned. What a cock sucker! He had never seen a chick
take it all, much less with this kind of wild enthusiasm! The other
two girls who had blown him hated it. This one was an animal! Shannon
dropped to her knees and held the base of his dick with both hands as
she stuffed it in and out of her beautiful, now contorted face.
Shannon was moaning and slurping as she drooled and sucked on his
enormous schlong. She looked in his eyes with a glazed-over look that
Rod had never seen before. Her chocolate eyes were no longer sparkling
with tease and wit - they were slutty and wild. It was obvious she was
gone, just like that. She took her left hand off his cock and dragged
her fingernails over his balls before putting her hand on the ground
to support herself. Then she did the same with the other one. Now her
head was slamming on his dick like she was some heavy-metal chick at a
concert. She was lifting up until the mushroom head of his dick was at
her lips, then plunging down while what felt like a foot of thick
sausage slammed halfway down her throat. Spit sloshed out of her
stretched lips and her nose smashed into his stomach over and over as
she bobbed. Her ample breasts swayed beneath her as she sucked. She
was accelerating her pace when Wade decided he couldn't stand it
anymore and walked in. Rod didn't notice. His legs were tensed and his
eyes were shut as he gripped the sides of the chair. Shannon didn't
notice as she did her no-hands, piston suck on Rod's bloated, euphoric
dick.

	As he approached Shannon's wagging ass she felt his hands on
her and tried to look back at him. Rod's dick was so deep in her
throat that she couldn't turn all the way and Rod was now holding her
by the ears anyway.

	She tried to scream "NO!" but the only sound that escaped her
distended lips was a thick, loud gurgle. She waved her arms toward
Wade who just laughed as he positioned his dick against her drenched
pussy and spread her puffy lips with his bulbous head. Wade had a
thin-shafted dick with a huge, doorknob head at its tip. At the
instant he had her lips spread, Wade plunged that thing as deep into
her burning pussy as he could. The sloshy sound of his entry was
drowned out by Shannon's loudest gurgly groan. Her watery eyes rolled
into the back of her head with the pleasure she didn't want to feel.
She couldn't even see who was fucking her!

	"This is so out of hand," she thought. Wade began slamming her
like the slut she was, his hands holding her fleshy flanks as they
shook from his thrusts. Shannon's enormous tits were now slamming
against one another, bouncing wildly in response to Wade's pounding.
Rod's eyes opened at the sudden shift in Shannon's motion. He was
stunned at the sight of Wade plowing Shannon from behind. Shannon's
fantastic, tonguing, pulsing mouth never stopped working on Rod's
enormous prick despite the pounding she was getting from the unwelcome
Wade. Shannon yelped as each slap stung down on her reddening ass. Her
eyes glazed over more, and she didn't even look back. She just kept
head banging on Rod as his dick throbbed and she felt his big vein
fill up. She was amazed to feel his jizz rise from near her lips at
the base of his long cock like lightning all the way to the head,
halfway down her throat, before the hot load began to pulse from Rod's
lurching dick straight into her stomach. She FELT each scalding blast
hit her tummy, like she was drinking shots of whiskey. Shannon kept
her mouth all the way down on Rod, her spit-soaked chin nestled into
his balls and her watery eyes gazing vacantly up at him as she took
his massive load.

	Wade kept slamming and smacking her, rhythmically bumping her
chin into Rod's balls as he did it.

	Wade was overcome with lust too! He felt like an animal there
behind this bitch-slut-goddess as she sucked and fucked them both. She
was slamming her ass back at him each time he was thrusting into her
and this was driving him crazy! Her cunt felt like glorious, like
steaming silk wrapped around his dick. Her asshole was opening and
closing as he shoved his dick into her. Her thick pussy lips were
clutching at his cock while he rammed her, not wanting to let go of
his enormous head as he'd withdraw from her depths. He stared lewdly
at her winking asshole, all covered in her juices as he fucked her. It
was driving him crazy with lust! He suddenly quit smacking the slut
and grabbed both her hips, pulling his cock out of her drippy,
loosened twat. Driven insane by her flirting, shaved hole, he aimed
his dickhead and with one hard thrust of his hips he shut that little
pulsing asshole up. He felt a rush of triumph as he shoved his turgid
head past her tight wrinkles and all the way into Shannon's ass! It
was the tightest thing he had ever felt around his dick and far hotter
than her pussy. He was overwhelmed by the sensations of warmth and
tightness and the spastic clutching of her ass on his dick.

	She groaned loudly but remained on her hands and knees,
wearing only her new strappy high heels on and nothing else, with some
young stranger's big, sticky cock shrinking inch by inch away from her
face, and another's fat prong lodged all the way up her tight asshole.
She gasped for breath and pounded the floor with her right hand.
Wade's lust-crazed eyes soaked up the view of Shannon's gorgeous,
fleshy ass cheeks parted by the shaft of his cock and he screamed in
ecstasy. Her eyes were closed and her mouth opened as she tried to
adjust to the sensation of being stuck like a pig up the ass. She felt
an urge to snort, so she did. Rod smiled in front of her at the sound
and sight of her being ass-fucked by this intruder.

	After countless fast and furious plunges into Shannon's tight
ass, Wade hauled his dick out of her and spasmed cum all over her
quivering backside. He sprayed and sprayed, thick globs splotching all
over her flesh and her reddened ass cheeks. The largest spurt landed
in her crack and oozed into her hole and down into her gaping pussy.
It dripped onto her lovely legs and down to the backs of her knees.
Wade groaned and slumped back onto his heels, listless with pleasure.
Rod laughed and Shannon shuddered. Her eyes slowly fluttered open and
she tried to refocus. She smiled up at Rod and said "I LOVE that
dick," kissing his still massive cock. Shannon struggled to her feet
and looked behind her at the semi-conscious Wade. She frowned at him as
she recognized him from Ann Taylor. Shannon kicked him with her
strappy heels. "Dickhead!" she said. Then she noticed her Visa card on
the floor next to him and picked it up. "What an asshole," she said
standing there naked and shaking her pretty head. Wade mumbled "Yeah,
what an asshole... " from the floor.

	Shannon pulled her skirt on as Rod stood there silently
watching her. She still didn't know or didn't care that half her
cheeks were showing.

	Rod handed her her frilly bra and she stuffed her fat chest
into the enormous cups as Rod hooked it behind her back. She pulled
her shirt on and picked up her purse. They walked to the register and
Rod bagged her old shoes and new box, handing it to her with a nice
Wild Pair logo on the plastic bag. Shannon silently wrote something
out on a piece of paper and handed it to Rod. She said "Thanks for the
Rod, shoes!" turned and giggled at her joke and strutted out into the
dark mall, kicking Wade again as she went past. The old security guard
was standing right outside the store, watching the whole time. They
silently walked to the exit and he unlocked the door for Shannon.
Finally, he said "You're a real slut you know that?" Then he patted
one of her exposed,cum-drenched cheeks that she hadn't even wiped off
and held it to her face. She kissed his hand, covering her lips, mouth
and nose with sticky cum. "Thanks," she said and pushed the door open,
jiggling off to her car. Back at the Wild Pair, Rod opened the note.
It had a phone number on it and said "Call me BIG DICK, XXXOOO
Shannon." Shannon was definitely hot.

			       The End