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