Anonymous Sex

At the grocery market, she noticed him shadowing her
movements down the aisles. Upon second look, he was
extremely attractive: tall, with wavy hair, great
shoulders, a tight ass, and a sizeable bulge in his
jeans, which made her ask herself whether it was all
balls, or mostly cock.

Upon reaching the snacks aisle, she studied the
chocolate cookies, and after bending over low to get
the ones she wanted, when she raised up, she brushed
her hips up along his thigh and straight into his large
bulge at his crotch, slightly and temporarily
separating her ass-cheeks. It was a divine pleasure and
sent a wave of tingles straight through her pussy, and
briefly making her nipples shiver.

“Oh, I’m so sorry.”

“The pleasure’s all mine. Say, you wouldn’t happen to
know of a good cookie you could recommend along with a
nearby hotel for the two of us for a couple of hours?”

The statement alone would be shocking if she had not
wanted the same thing, only she wasn’t thinking so
forwardly. She met his challenge.

“Why chocolate chip, of course, is a favorite, but try
this brand. As for hotels, go down the street to the
Comfort Inn, rent a room and be standing outside by
your car in 30 minutes: I’ll be there.”

He winked and hurried to check out. A few moments later
at the hotel, she drove up and parked and as he opened
the door, she was already removing her jacket, blouse,
and began to unzip her skirt. Kicking off her shoes and
standing before him completely naked, she helped him
out of his jeans to uncover an enormous and rock hard
cock that swung heavily before him, undergirded by a
very fat set of balls. He had it all, she thought.

Without speaking, she sucked the tip, which given his
thickness, was all she could manage to get between her
lips. As his cock dripped with precum, she stood and
pulling his face closer to hers, she kissed, bit, and
sucked his neck, which only made his cock lurch hard
forward, schwacking her right between her thighs,
landing softly into her wet sweetness. Reaching between
them, he found her extremely wet to his touch.

She held his hands and as she sat herself on the edge
of the bed, she moved her lips without speaking to say,
“Fuck me… hard.”

Grabbing her hair, he pushed her back flat on the bed.
He firmly stated, “Spread your legs, whore.” She did
and looked aside as he busily positioned himself,
placing his cock at her entrance, and once the head was
in; he tore into her, pushing at least six inches
inside. She was wracked with shrieks of painful
pleasure, fighting every fiber in her being to
accommodate his thickness, but before she could take
another breath, he slowly slid two more inches into her
sweetness, forcing a shocked gasp from her lungs.

He smiled and wondered to himself what kind of fucking
slut this must be to do something so naughty as this,
and with a total stranger at that. Never mind, he
thought, she’ll do for the purpose at hand, which is to
get his cock to cum as hard as possible and as deeply
as possible in her womb. Holding most of his length
inside her, he let her catch her breath, and then in a
violent scene, he withdrew until only an inch of cock
was left inside her pussy, he slam-fucked her as hard
as he could, his prodigious length allowing him to
stroke so deeply in her.


Seven long, strong strokes he tore into her violated
pussy, and with the seventh stroke he held his full
length inside her, listening to her hyperventilated
gasps. And on the next torrent, he fucked her with all
his strength, and the room filled with the sounds of
their violence.


And on the last stroke he again held himself deeply
inside her. She was biting her forefinger and a tear
had formed in her left eye. She wiped it and began to
“oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh” as he punch-fucked his huge cock
into her womb. She felt as though she was being torn
from his size. She knew she would be so sore the rest
of the week, since she had not been fucked by anyone
for more than eight months. It hurt, but god, it hurt
sooo good.

She didn’t allow herself a stray thought about the man
himself. She only wanted to be fucked, and fucked
properly. And this man was doing a damn good job of
tearing her pussy to shreds. God, he was a fantastic

She briefly wondered what his girlfriend or wife was
like to endure this kind of wonderful punishment
whenever she wanted. But these thoughts were
distracting her from the way her body was reacting to
him. She looked down as he grasped her long left nipple
in his mouth.

“Ahhh.” that feels so good. ‘Keep doing that,’ she
thought, as he sucked greedily, pulling the nipple from
her fat breast, making her breasts swell. He bit both
nipples pretty firmly, and then leaned back with both
of his hands overflowing with her breasts. Her pussy
was given a quick reprieve as he slowed his strokes to
play with her ample bust.

He flipped her over, and had her lay on her stomach on
the bed, and positioning himself behind her and
spreading her thighs, he inserted a good 8 inches into
her on the first stroke. Her back arched from the
violent intrusion into her womanhood. Not allowing her
to rise to her knees, his weight held her fast to the
bed and he resumed he long, strong, violent strokes,
forcing as much of his 10 inches into her sopping pussy
in a relentless rape of her pussy, pouring into her as
hard as he could, shaking her and the entire bed.



And it went on for almost an hour off and on, over and
over, until she was a quivering mess of sweat and cum.
He had enough of the grocery market slut and decided to
finish himself off, so her slammed into her and held
his cock full bore to her womb and spewed a torrent of
cum inside her, knowing it was the best and most
copious orgasm he had ever experienced.

She cried in a gasping laugh that left her amazed. He
quickly dressed and slipped out the door. She wondered
if such a moment would ever occur again with such
perfection, whereas as he drove away from the motel, he
wondered if she was impregnated from the fuck.

Either way, anonymous sex for the both of them was
exactly what each needed on this day.

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