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Strangers (MF)
by Anonymous
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It was a warm Saturday afternoon, I was absolutely elated. I had
received an unexpected check in the mail a few days earlier and I
had decided that at least part of it was going to be selfishly
spent. I hadn't had any new clothes in months and now, since I
could finally afford it, I decided that this was the day to update
my wardrobe.
I had been in the mall approximately three hours and hit just about
every store. I found some great buys and was really excited to get
home and try them on. With my arms loaded with bags, I was heading
back through Hudson's to my car. Something caught my eye on my way
through the lingerie section. It was a fire-engine red teddy, made
almost complete of lace and accented with satin. It was tiny and
terribly sexy and I had to have it. Juggling my packages, I walked
over to the display to find my size. I flipped through the
hangers looking desperately for one that would fit me. My heart
was starting to sink as I neared the back of the rack with no
success. As I reached the next to the last one, however, I
practically squealed with excitement! The only one in my size! I
grabbed it and, without even trying it on, rushed to the counter to
pay for it. The saleslady rang up my sexy purchase, wrapped it in
tissue, and I left, finally feeling that my "mission" was complete.
I walked toward the exit and smiled in spite of myself. I was
really happy, the kind of happy you just can't explain, you just
feel great for no particular reason. My mind was wandering back a
few days to the last time I had seen my MASTER, and the good, hard
fucking and spanking he had given me. I was starting to get wet
and I didn't even care that my juice might run down my bare leg
from beneath my mini-skirt. The next thing I knew, my bags were on
the floor around my feet and I felt a strong arm grab mine to keep
me from slipping myself. I blinked, dazed, because I didn't even
remember running into anything or anyone. When I focused, my eyes
met a beautiful, sexy pair of blue ones staring directly at them.
A smile accompanied those eyes, which were transfixing me right
there. I smiled back. "Oh, God, I'm really sorry," I said,
bending to reach my bags.
"No, it was my fault, I didn't even see you," the voice matched the
eyes and the smile. I thought I would die!
"That's what I get for day-dreaming! I'd better keep my eyes open
next time." I was suddenly nervous and without even realizing it,
wet.
"Well, actually, I think you might look pretty good with them
closed," he said quietly. I blushed and quickly picked up the
remaining bags, trying to arrange them in a way that wouldn't look
too clumsy. I don't usually try to hold conversations with
strangers, but, hey, I was in a good mood and everyone kept telling
me that I should try to meet people, and he seemed like a nice guy.
"Well, thank you," I said, obviously embarrassed.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. It's just that
you are one gorgeous woman! I can't help but at least let you know
that." He had just barely released my arm and was standing very
close to me. I could smell his cologne, subtle, sexy and very
intoxicating. My heart was beating wildly and I started to really
look at him for the first time.
"I bet you say that to all the girls." Corny, yes, but it was the
only thing I could think of. God, he'll think I'm a moron!
"Only the ones that the shoe fits. Can I walk you to your car?
You look like you could use a hand and I'd hate to have you bump
into anyone else, I'd kinda like to reserve that right for myself."
He was still smiling.
"Well, uh, sure," I said. Why not? I COULD use a hand, or two,
and there would be no harm in having him walk out with me, I might
even find my mind by then and be able to think of something
intelligent to say.
"Great. Here, let me get a few of those." He virtually swept
nearly all of the bags out of my hands and effortlessly opened the
door to allow me past. I was blown away. This was something that
doesn't usually happen at the local mall (except in the movies).
We walked out to my car and I opened the door to allow him to put
the bags inside. He leaned over to arrange them neatly in the back
seat and I had a chance to look at him somewhat closely without him
knowing that I was staring.
He wore a pair of cotton pants, pleated in front so that they hung
perfectly from his muscular frame. A rayon shirt, unbuttoned
slightly to provide a glimpse of a broad sexy chest, topped the
pants. He was in great shape, nice legs (I could tell even through
the pants), a strong back, broad shoulders and very nice hands.
Always a good sign.
As he emerged from the doorway of the car, his eyes met mine once
again and I saw something unique and exciting in them. I think he
saw the same thing in mine, although I doubt either of us was aware
of it. "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't even introduce myself. I'm Bob,"
he said, extending his hand to me.
"Oh, that's OK. My name's Monica," I said, taking his hand and
shaking it softly but firmly. His hand closed around mine and held
it longer than I anticipated. I made no attempt to pull away, but
rather stood there and enjoyed the feeling of my hand in his big,
strong one.
"I hate not to know who I'm bumping into," he said, smiling again.
"Yeah, me, too." I returned his smile, this time rather sexily.
"Are you headed somewhere in particular, or would you like to have
a drink with me?" he asked suddenly, his hand still holding mine.
"I don't drink. I was on my way home." I left the statement
rather open by my tone of voice. It certainly wasn't a statement
of rejection.
"Oh. Well, maybe I could skip the drink and just come home with
you," he said, half-joking and half-serious. "I'd really like to
see you model that red teddy."
What? How did he know about the teddy?
"I saw it when your bags dropped. It slid out of the tissue," he
explained when he saw the question in my eyes.
"Oh. I thought maybe you had been watching me and ran into me on
purpose," I said, teasing.
"Well, that certainly would have been a good idea, but I really
didn't see you. Lucky for me."
I smiled at him and quickly made up my mind to see how serious he
was about coming home with me.
"Well, I didn't try it on. I guess I'd better do that soon, just
to make sure it fits right. I wouldn't mind an objective opinion."
I could hardly believe that I was saying this, but I was.
His eyebrow raised and his smile grew broader. "Well, I don't know
how objective I can be, I think just about anything, or nothing,
would look fabulous on you, but I'll give it a shot." I bet he
WOULD give it a shot!
I blushed again at his little joke. "Would you rather follow me or
just ride with me?" I asked, opening the driver's door of my car.
He looked dumbfounded. I guess he hadn't taken me completely
seriously.
"Well, maybe I'd better take my own car. Who knows how long I
might be there, and I wouldn't want you driving home alone in the
dark."
"Ok, that's fine," I said, stepping into my car and purposely
letting my mini-skirt ride up to my thigh. His eyes certainly
didn't let the movement escape his vision. They were glued to my
legs and he shut the door slowly, licking his lips. "Where are you
parked?"
"Just down there," he said, pointing to the next row over and down
a little. How convenient! "Give me a second and I'll follow you
out."
I watched him walk rather quickly to his car and start it
immediately. I giggled to myself at his eagerness and then
realized that I was dripping wet and I started to worry that I'd
have a big wet spot on the back of my skirt when I got out of the
car. To avoid this, I pulled my skirt up to my waist, so that I
wouldn't soil it. I felt so decadent, so sexy. I had picked up a
guy (or we had picked each other up) at the mall, and now, I was
going to take him home with me. It was inevitable that we would do
much more than talk when we got there, in fact, I doubted we'd talk
much at all!
I backed out of the space and drove up to the end of the aisle,
waiting for him. He soon appeared behind me and I led the way out
of the mall and onto the road. My apartment was about 10 minutes
from the mall and I was hoping there wouldn't be any police cars
cruising the area because I definitely intended to speed!
We were there before I knew it, and I pulled into a parking space
and shut off my car. Before I could undo my seat belt, he was
beside my car, opening my door for me. When he stopped and simply
stared at my lap, I was instantly aware that I had rearranged my
skirt and my naked, shaved pussy was completely exposed to his
view. Well, there was nothing I could do about it now. "So, do
you like what you see?" I asked playfully.
"Very much! You're completely shaved?" He seemed excited by the
idea, which definitely made me feel better. I wasn't sure how men
would react to a shaved pussy.
"Completely. I'll let you have a closer look in a few minutes, but
we need to get these bags inside first," I said seductively.
Without saying another word and barely taking his eyes off my bare
cunt, he opened the back door and began snatching the bags out
quickly. I smiled to myself and slid my skirt down as I got out of
the car. I found my key and walked up the sidewalk with him
following behind me eagerly. We climbed the stairs to my third
floor apartment and I unlocked the door and let us in. Thank
goodness I had cleaned the day before!
He dropped the packages as I shut the door and locked it and before
I could turn back around, his hands were on my waist and he spun me
into his big arms and began kissing me. His tongue was hot and
insistent, prying my mouth open and probing it urgently. His body
pushed mine back against the door and my arms found their way to
his shoulders, caressing them. My purse fell from my shoulder to
the floor and his hands began running all over my body. He held me
close to him and then ran his hands done my back and squeezed my
ass hard, pulling at my cheeks through my skirt. They then moved
up my waist to my tits. He fingered my nipples through my shirt
and they instantly hardened at his touch. My own hands were doing
some exploring of their own. I left his shoulders and stroked his
arms down to his waist. Then they wandered up his firm thighs and
grabbed at his crotch. I could feel that he was already hard and
ready to be milked. I realized I was ready myself as I felt a bead
of cunt juice flow freely down my leg. We were grunting and
moaning and our mouths never parted. I began unbuttoning his
shirt, and he mine. I opened it and ran my hands over his gorgeous
chest, pinching his nipples gently. His hands found my bra hook
and quickly undid it, exposing my tits and my already hard nipples.
He ran his hands over them quickly and then, removing his mouth
from mine, bent his head and began sucking my stiff nipples. I ran
my fingers through his hair as he continued to excite me, moaning
and thrusting my hips upward. It was hard for me to believe that
I was feeling such lust for a total stranger, but I tried not to
think about it too much and simply let my body feel the exquisite
sensations he was creating in it. He sucked my nipples hungrily,
reaching around behind me to grab my ass and pull my body to him.
I was lifted off the floor, my body supported only by the door
against my back and his hands on my ass. My head leaned back
against the hard door and my eyes closed as I moaned and gasped in
pleasure. He lowered me slightly so that my feet again touched the
floor and resumed kissing my mouth. I grabbed for his cock and
quickly found the zipper that restrained it. I unzipped his pants
and reached inside, past his shorts, and found an incredibly hard
and long dick. He groaned as my fingers began to caress him, and
soon he was fucking my hand urgently. I wanted him in my mouth.
I disengaged my mouth from his searching tongue, and slowly lowered
myself to my knees, my eyes never leaving his. He looked at me
with total lust, knowing exactly what I had in mind for him. His
eyes broke our gaze as they closed with passion while my lips
wrapped themselves around his throbbing dick. He really was as
perfect as could be, even his dick was wonderful. Big and hard and
ready for fucking. I sucked on him slowly at first, letting him
grow even larger in my wet mouth. His hands reached for my head
and held it steady as he fucked my mouth and throat. I squeezed
his balls and the base of his cock, building the passion within it.
"Oh, God! I think I'm gonna come!" he screamed suddenly.
Removing my mouth from him quickly, I said, "Oh, no. We can't have
that! There's so much more to do yet!" I gave him one quick lick
on the head and then got to my feet, smiling at him while he tried
to recover from being brought so close and then denied.
"That was very cruel," he said wickedly, as he began to come to his
senses. "I may have to punish you for that."
Ooohh! I couldn't believe my luck! Another man who liked to
punish women! I loved being punished by my MASTER, and this guy
sounded like he might get off on it, too. I resisted the
temptation, however, to tell him to turn me over his lap and spank
me hard, thinking that he might really kind of freak out at such a
request. Instead, I smiled innocently at him and, grabbing his
cock, led him into the bedroom.
Once there, we began our intense kissing once more, this time
removing each other's clothes as we went. Soon, we were both naked
and groping each other hotly. He picked me up and laid me down on
the bed on my back. Climbing over me, he leaned down and began
sucking my tits again. His body was really great! Broad shoulders
tapering down to a slim, muscular torso, firm legs and thighs and,
of course, that beautiful cock! He was very hard now and I could
see it bobbing up and down as he moved. The more it bobbed, the
more I wanted it inside me. His sucking traveled downward and he
began kissing and licking my tummy. Before I knew it, he had my
legs spread and pushed back toward my shoulders and his tongue
began to tickle my pussy lips gently. He teased me slowly, licking
just outside and then creeping in slightly to taste the juice that
was flowing in earnest now. He stayed away from my clit, which was
hard and desperate for him to suck it. His tongue continued to
drive me crazy and then suddenly dove straight into my dripping
cunt. I thought I would go through the roof! My hips flew up to
meet his mouth and ground against his face hard. He fucked my hole
with his expert tongue and then pulled it out to lick gently at my
asshole.
I was screaming and grabbing his arms, begging him to finish me, to
let me come! "Now, you know how it feels to be teased, don't you?"
he said smiling up at me as my legs jerked violently. "Next time,
maybe you'll remember that."
"Ohhh! I'm sorry! Just please, please make me come!" I begged
him.
"Well, maybe....." his voice trailed off and the next thing I knew,
his teeth seized my hard clit and his tongue flicked it quickly
drawing an overwhelming orgasm from my passion-wracked body. I
couldn't even speak, it hit me with such intensity. I could only
gasp and clutch at his arms and the sheets. My legs locked around
his head and my hips worked back and forth against his hungry
mouth.
"Oh! God!! Thank You!!" I managed after it began to subside
slightly.
Looking up at me with his juice covered face, he said with a smile,
"You're very welcome. But now, it's time to return the favor." I
could hardly wait! Finally, I would get to feel his thick cock
inside me! I smiled at him and pulled him up to my mouth, kissing
him hard. He returned the kiss and held me close to him allowing
me to taste myself on his tongue. We parted and he leaned over the
edge of the bed and grabbed his pants. Reaching into his pocket,
he produced his wallet. "So, how much was it worth?" I said,
joking.
"Baby, I don't think I have that much!" he grinned. "Anyway, you
haven't delivered everything yet, so I can't really judge the
figure. But, that's about to change....." He pulled a wrapped
condom out of his wallet and began to put it on his stiff dick. I
was glad that he had remembered, I was so caught up in the moment,
I had forgotten about protection. And it made me feel good that he
was concerned about it.
After he was "dressed", he leaned down again and began kissing me.
I felt one hand under my ass, lifting it gently and then I felt his
other hand brush my cunt as it guided his thick head into my hole.
He moved slowly, which was a good thing, since I am fairly tight
and he was fairly large. "Jesus, you're so tight!" he said. "It
feels wonderful!" He eased his large member slowly into my aching
pussy and within seconds, he was completely inside me. Moving with
a steady, sexy rhythm, he fucked me thoroughly, reaching as far as
he possibly could into me and then taking it all the way back to
the very opening. I was in heaven! I moaned and stroked his arms
and shoulders, occasionally reaching for his nipples and pinching
them. Soon, he was thrusting deep and hard into me and began to
increase his strokes. My legs wrapped around his back and my hips
began to meet his thrusts, pulling him deeper into me. I closed my
eyes as my second orgasm began to build inside me. Each time he
hit the back of my cunt, I felt my climax grow stronger. Within
minutes, my back arched and my entire body began to quiver. I held
onto him tightly as my pussy clenched and sucked at his thrusting
cock. Another killer orgasm! This was wonderful!
After my climax had subsided, he began fucking my even wetter pussy
harder and harder, no longer concerned about being gentle. The
next thing I knew, he was gripping my waist and pulling me to him
as close as possible, thrusting his cock into me as far as it would
go. I felt his cock swell and then release, filling the condom
completely with it's hot contents. He held me to him indefinitely,
still weakly thrusting in and out as his cock returned to normal.
I reached for his shoulders and pulled him down on top of me, his
dick still buried in my pussy. We held each other for awhile and
then fell asleep in each other's arms.
When I woke up, I was in my bed alone. I sat up quickly wondering
if it had all been a dream. The wet sheets told me that it had
not. I looked around, wondering if anything was amiss; after all,
I didn't know this guy at all, he could've been a con-man for all
I knew. Nothing wrong as far as I could tell. I ran my fingers
through my mussed hair and started to get out of bed. My hands
brushed a piece of paper and I picked it up, my eyes trying to
focus enough to read what was written on it.
My dear, you are incredible. Thank you for a wonderful
afternoon. I hope you don't regret it, I don't. I had
to leave, I'm from out of town and must get back on the
road. Since I really don't know anything about you, I
will probably never see you again, unless we "run" into
each other again at a mall. I hope you don't mind, I
took your red teddy as a memento. I left you the money
to replace it on your table. I will look at it often.
Thank you, again. Bob
I was only slightly irritated at the loss of the teddy, after all,
it was the only one in my size, but, I thought the idea of him
wanting it to remember me by was worth it. I could always find
some other piece of sexy lingerie. I smiled at the note and folded
it neatly to lay on my dresser. I got up, showered and began to
pick up the packages that were strewn all over my apartment. I
hung up each item and put the money that he had left for my teddy
in my wallet.
I fixed myself a small dinner and then sat down at my computer to
write a documentation of this highly unusual event for my MASTER'S
pleasure. He would be very surprised at my behavior, but very
pleased as well. I was pretty pleased myself. I had simply acted
on an impulse, one that turned out to be perfectly safe and
mutually satisfying. It had been a great day, and I hoped that
wherever he was at this moment, Bob was thinking the same thing.
THE END