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The Shopper

Jim pulled his coat closer and walked against the cold wind blowing snow in the air. He hated doing shopping for his mother. She gave him a list and he bought everything exactly as she had written it, but she always nagged about what he brought back. He wanted to put her in a home, but he didn’t have the money, and at sixty-seven she wasn’t that old, just a complete bitch. No wonder his dad had left her some twenty years earlier.

He turned the corner and there it was, the brand spanking new Super Shopper. An enormous warehouse filled with consumer products from electronics to carrots. It had only been open for a week and this was the first time Jim visited.

The little town of Greentree just over the border in Minnesota was on no map. With a population of just over forty thousand it hardly made a dot on any map, but it was Jim’s home. He had only left it once when he signed up to the marines. After basic training, he was sent off to Afghanistan where a stray bullet took off his trigger finger and thumb. He was sent back home with a pat on his back and a thank you. Luckily he found work in a friend's bar and quickly learned how to pour beer and mixed drinks with only three fingers on one hand.

When he arrived home after the long flight the first thing he did was to call his girlfriend Brooke. They had been dating a couple of years before he left and they hand planned to get married when he got out of the Marines. She didn’t answer his phone call so he drove over to her house to surprise her. He got the surprise, he knocked on the door and when no one answered he tried the door handle and the door opened. He walked in and called out her name, no answer. He went through the living room and past the kitchen and when he got closer to the master bedroom he heard a noise he knew well. Brooke was a loud lover and she loved to use dirty words when they had sex. Now he heard her entire repertoire coming from behind the close door. “Oh fuck me, fuck me, and give me that hard cock of yours!”

Jim opened the door and there she was. She was on her back with her legs wrapped about a man’s mid section, her nails leaving marks on his back.

“What the fuck, Brooke?”

Her head came up over the man’s shoulder. “Oh shit, Jim. This isn’t what it looks like, baby, honestly.”

“It looks like, and it sounds like you are being fucked.”

The man rolled off her and when he turned around Jim recognized the bank manager in the bank Brooke worked in.

“Sorry man, it just happened,” he mumbled.

Jim closed the door and left. Crippled, and no girlfriend. Life was just great.

That was eight months ago. He still lived with his mother, saving the money he made. He wanted to buy a caravan and drive across the country, see new places, and meet new people. He figured he had another seven or eight months left until he had the cash.

Before he entered the Super Shopper he stamped the snow from his feet and then entered.

The place was huge. He looked at his list and then at the signs hanging from the ceiling. He located the vegetable department and headed that way. Since it was early on a Monday morning there weren’t many people around. He grabbed a basket on his way and after walking down a long aisle and turning left he found the veggies. He picked up some potatoes, carrots, cauliflower and green peppers. Over at the fruits he got bananas, apples and grapes. He made sure they were just ripe enough praying his mother would OK them. When he was on his way to walk to the meats a young woman dressed in the shop’s uniform walked past him pulling a load of fruits on a cart. She was shorter than him, black hair cut so her face was clear to see. Her skin was tanned and she had light brown eyes. Due to the asexual uniform, Jim had no idea what kind of body she had.

“Hi, can I help you with something?” she asked.

“No, I am fine, thank you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, thank you.”

Luisa smiled at the man and thought; he is cute, a bit shy maybe. She had been single for over a year now and it was becoming harder to control her sexual urges. She didn’t want to go back to the way she used to be when she was younger, one sex partner after the other, just endless amounts of cock night after night. She had been diagnosed as a nymphomaniac when she was still in her teens. She had grown up just south of the border in Mexico. Her parents were well off and could afford her the best help, but when she turned eighteen she left Mexico and looked up an uncle she had in Dallas. Her parents tried to get her to come back, but she refused. In the beginning everything was fine. She liked living with Uncle Ricardo and his family. They had two girls a few years younger than Luisa. But one night it ended when Ricardo smelling of booze came into her bedroom and tried to fuck her. Not that she minded fucking, but not her uncle. She got him out of her bedroom and the next day she moved out. That’s when she met David.

He was the manager at the real estate company next to the sandwich shop where she worked. He would come almost everyday for lunch and they got talking. Eventually she moved in with him, but he couldn’t handle her. She needed cock at least twice a day and if she didn’t get it, she became a bitch and she new it.

When she got a call from her younger sister who by now had turned eighteen and wanted to move to the states too, she told her to come to Dallas. Together they decided to apply at the Super Shopper and when both of them got a job, they happily moved to Minnesota together. Lena worked the night shift at the moment, so they hardly saw much of each other.

Jim was about to leave when he turned to her and said. “I hope you don’t think I am too forward, but would you like to have a drink after work with me?”

She looked surprised. “Why would you want to have a drink with me?”

“Well, I have nothing else to do, and you look nice. Actually, you look beautiful.”

She blushed and giggled. “Thank you. Sure, pick me up outside at five. My name is Luisa.”

“Yeah, I know. It says so on your name tag. I am Jim, and by the way, where is that accent from?”

“Mexico.”

“Oh, spicy.”

She laughed and walked away, pulling the trolley behind her.

Jim whistled as he trudged home. He had no idea where the impulse had come from but there was something about her that made him do it. Maybe it was those eyes that promised so much. He put Luisa out of his mind and prepared himself for his mother’s wrath.

“Elena, I might bring a guy home tonight. Please stay in your room. What time do you go on shift?”

“Midnight. Who is this guy?”

“I customer I met today. He asked me out for a drink, and I said yes.”

“What if he is a lunatic?”

Luisa laughed. “I don’t think so, he looked a bit lost and shy.”

“Fine, I will stay in my room. But he better not be a serial killer.”

Luisa hung up her phone and went back inside. It was freezing outside and she rubbed her hands together to get the blood to circulate. She was looking forward to five, when she might get laid. She almost slapped herself. C’mon, don’t think like that. It’s just a couple of drinks, that’s all.

Jim was in his room. He had locked the door and lay on his bed with a pillow over his head trying to escape his mothers nagging. The potatoes were too small, the carrots too big, on and on it went. Then finally she got tired and stopped. He looked at the clock on his night stand. Just after midday. He would iron a shirt and a pair of pants. He needed to look good so Luisa would like to go out with him again.

Luisa was waiting outside the Super Shopper when Jim drove up in his mother’s beaten old Ford. He opened the passenger door and she got in.

“Hi, I thought we stop by Diggers for their happy hour,” he said.

“I have a better idea. What do you think about Margaritas?”

“Frozen or on the rocks, I love them both.”

“Then take me home, I make the best Margaritas this side of the border.”

Jim laughed and put the car in gear. He thought Luisa was pretty brave inviting a complete stranger to her place. Maybe she had guns or was a martial arts expert and didn’t worry about being attacked. He was just happy she had, it was a good start.

She lived in a small house a few blocks from her work and Jim found a place to park just a some yards from her door. He followed her up a couple of steps and waited until she had opened the door. When they got inside and she had closed it behind her she said. “I live with my sister, but she won’t bother us. She works the night shift in the shop so she will be taking a nap about now.”

“OK, no problem.”

“I’m going to take a quick shower and change. Sit down and turn on the TV if you want.”

Luisa disappeared into a room off the hallway and Jim assumed it was her bedroom. There was another door further down, which he guesses was the sisters. Before he had time to sit down on the sofa in the living room Luisa came back carrying a towel and a bundle of clothes in her arms. “No in suit bathroom, sorry.”

He smiled at her and when she had closed the door to the bathroom he looked around. The house was neat and the walls were painted in dark orange and ocra.There were several Mexican motifs on the walls and next to the kitchen were a few photographs. He walked over to them and recognized Luisa in all of them. In some she was with an older couple which must be the parents and in some with a younger girl, very pretty, which must be the sister. While he was looking he heard the bathroom door open and close, but he didn’t turn around. He gave her some privacy.

Nice gesture, thought Luisa as she toweled her hair dry. He hadn’t turned around trying to get a peak at her naked. She had dressed in the bathroom, jeans and a white top. She didn’t like bras. At twenty two her boobs were firm and high on her chest. She would wear one at work, but almost never at home. She added some make up and after a final look in the mirror, she walked out and into the living room.

“Let’s have that Margarita,” she said.

Jim, who had been looking out the window turned around and liked what he saw. She had a nice body, with long legs and a narrow waist. The top was one size too small and pushed her tits up and out towards him. He felt a slight stir in his pants. When she turned and walked into the kitchen, he got a good look at her pert ass and round hips. Now something was defiantly stirring. He adjusted his semi erection and then sat down on the sofa.

He likes it, thought Louisa. She had seen his eyes travel over her, making the appropriate stops at her tits and pussy area. She was sure he had ogled her ass as well. No harm in that, she loved when men looked at her. She got the blender, ice and the bottles she needed out of the fridge and cupboard above the sink. Soon the fragrance of Tequila and lime was floating in the air and Jim could smell it from where he was sitting. She took down two big goblets and salted the edges, then filled them up to the brim.

“Here you go. Try some and tell me if it isn’t the best Frozen Margarita you have ever tried.”

Jim took a long drink and when he was done, he put the goblet on the table in front of him and said. “You are right, I have never tasted anything like it. “What’s your secret?”

“Ah, I don’t know if I should tell you. You might steal it, but I trust you Jim. It’s the tequila. It comes from my father’s hacienda. You can’t buy it anywhere in the world. He sends me a box every Christmas, just so I don’t forget where I come from.”

“That’s sweet of him.”

When he had lifted the goblet with both his hands, she had noticed the fingers missing. “What happened to your hand, if I may ask?”

Jim looked at his right hand and said. “I lost them in Afghanistan. They got shot off.”

“I am so sorry. How do you manage?”

“It was hard in the beginning, but I am OK now.”

Lena was half sitting in her bed watching a soap opera on TV. She could hear her sister and the man talk outside. She liked the Mexican tele novelas. The men were so good looking, and just now there was a young hunk working in a field. The sweat ran down his body and his muscles played under his dark skin. How she wanted to touch him. She missed her boyfriend, Ramon. She had left him behind when she moved to Dallas. He was a ranch hand and her father knew nothing about their relationship. If he did, he would have fired him or worse. She closed her eyes and thought back to the times they would make love in the trees off the ranch or by the little river or her favorite, in the hay loft. Ramon had a good size cock and she loved the way he filled her out as he penetrated her slowly. Before she knew it, she was touching herself. First through her shorts and then her hand slid under them and she found herself wet and ready. Her clit was hard and she rubbed it gently bringing back memories of a hard cock against her soft body. Before she knew it, the ripples of orgasm went through her and she gasped and tensed. When it was over she lay on her back with her eyes closed, wanting and needing some real sex.

The voices outside had become louder and she figured they were on their second or third Margarita by now. She checked the time and saw she had to get ready. Time had passed so quickly. She must have dozed off after her orgasm.

Jim was laughing at a story Luisa told him when he heard a door open and then a young woman walked past behind Luisa. She must have seen his eyes wonder because she turned around.

“Hey, Lena. Come here and say hello to Jim.”

He stood and put out his hand, but Lena wrapped an arm around his neck and kissed both his cheeks. “Nice to meet you Jim.”

“You too. Off to work?”

“Yeah, I have to get ready. You have fun.”

Jim watched her walk towards the bathroom and couldn’t miss noticing that extra swing she put into her hips as she walked. Luisa watched him and said. “Beautiful, isn’t she?”

Jim blushed from being caught red handed. “Sure.”

 “Ay, don’t be shy, big boy. Tell me, do you want to fuck her?”

The Margarita had gone to Louisa’s head and her true self was coming out. When she was sober she could control herself, but after a couple of drinks, that nasty, horny girl that lived deep inside her came out.

Jim was so surprised he didn’t know what to say. Instead, he sat down and reached for his goblet, he needed a few seconds to collect his thoughts.

Luisa was watching him. “C’mon, Jim, it’s OK. I know she is very pretty and sexy. I know many men at work who want to fuck her, you can tell me.”

Jim put back his drink and cleared his throat. “I am sure there are, but I like my women a bit older. She is what, twenty?”

“Nineteen.”

“Wow, she has a very nice body for someone so young.”

“Mm, what were you saying about older girls?”

“What I meant was, I like women to be at least over twenty.”

“I see. I am twenty-two. Is that old enough?”

She had slid down from the chair she had been sitting on and now moved forward on her hands and knees. She reminded Jim of a big cat, sneaking up on its prey. She licked her lips slowly and when she arrived to where he was sitting she knelt between his legs. He looked down at her and with a shy smile said. “Hi.”

“Hi, yourself. Let’s see what kind of weapon you are carrying.”

She began to undo his belt, she got the button open but when she put her hand on the zipper he took her hand in his. “Are you sure this is a good idea? Why don’t we wait until we are alone?”

Her voice came back husky. “I can’t wait, I want you inside me now, I need cock.”

Jim was so surprised that he just stared while she pulled down his zipper and slowly pulled his pants over his hips until they lay on the floor. By then his cock was growing and pressing against his briefs.

“Oh, you don’t see many men wearing those. It’s all boxers, these days,” said Louise while letting her fingers run along the outline of his cock.

She loved watching it grow under her gentle touch, this one kept growing until its dark red head stuck up over the lining. He was big, bigger than most men she had been with but not the biggest. She stuck her hand down between his cock and belly and with her other hand she pulled down on the briefs. He helped by lifting himself a little so she could slide them under his bum and down along his legs. Now he was just in his shirt which he needed no help with. He quickly got rid of it and it landed in the chair she had been sitting in before. She slowly stroke his hard on while she licked the long thick shaft. She loved the taste of skin and the warmth of it. She opened her mouth and gently lowered her face over him until she had his entire head inside her. Her tongue played around it, finding that special spot just under the cock head, and when she did Jim moaned a little.

He looked down but all he could see was her dark hair and head moving slowly up and down. Not much, just enough to make him feel good. He put his hands on her shoulders and leaned back, spreading his legs more, so she could come in closer.

How long had it been he thought, months since he had sex the last time. Her movements became longer and she slid up and down his shaft and he knew it wouldn’t take long before he would explode. He didn’t want to, not yet anyway.

Luisa felt him pull her up and she followed along until she was close to his face. His hands went around her neck and they met in a long deep kiss. He tasted of Margarita and salt. Then his hands came down and around searching for the buttons on her jeans. She stood and took off her clothes, not too fast, but not too slowly either. She noticed how his eyes followed every move she made.

When she was naked Jim could only sit there in silence and watch her. Her skin looked like silk, her boobs were big and firm, with small brown nipples that were hard and pointed right at him. Her pussy had a thin line of pubic hair starting just above the clit and grew about two inches up.

Louisa looked down at his erection and placed both her hands on his shoulders. She straddled him and slowly lowered herself. When she felt his cock press against her lips she sighed and lowered herself all the way down until he was deep inside her.

Lena dried her hair and made a pony tail. She picked up her shorts from the bathroom floor together with her T shirt and wrapped a towel around her. When she opened the door, she got a shock. On the sofa, her sister was riding Jim hard. She could actually hear her sister’s ass hit the man’s groin. Luisa was moaning loudly and so was Jim. She felt a breeze, but turned around too late. She had left the bathroom window open a little to let the steam out and she had forgot to close it before opening the door. It slammed shut and when it did the couple on the sofa stopped fucking.

Jim turned his head towards the noise and saw Elena standing there looking at them.

“Shit, your sister is watching us.”

“Let her, I don’t care, this feels so good.”

“C’mon, just wait until she leaves.”

“She won’t, not now.”

“What do you mean?”

Louisa looked at Elena and said. “What are you waiting for?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” said Elena and dropped the towel and her clothes on the floor.

She was smaller than Luisa but her boobs bounced invitingly as she walked over to the sofa. She stood behind Jim and let her hands run down his chest to where his cock disappeared into her sister. “What does he feel like?” she said.

“Watch.”

Louisa raised herself and Jim’s cock slapped back against his belly. “Just look at that beautiful thing.”

“Wow, that’s a big one.” Elena took hold of it and used both her hands, letting them slide up and down the shaft.

This is nuts, thought Jim watching the older sister sucking his cock head, while the younger stroked him. From having almost no sex, to having two hot girls at the same time was just too much. He felt himself grin and laid back his head.

“Hey, don’t relax, you got work to do.”

Jim opened his eyes and looked into Luisa’s. Her nose was an inch from his; she kissed him lightly on the mouth. “I want you to lick my sister, while I watch.”

Jim could only nod. Then he got pushed out of the way by Elena, who lay down on the sofa and spread her legs, one leg over the back and the other foot on the floor. Jim got in between and saw she was completely shaved. He gave her swollen lips a tentative lick and then went down. She was wet and hot. He loved the taste of her and how her hips pressed against him.

Luisa sat on the floor watching them. She loved to watch her sister being attended to. They had done this before, and it was a huge turn on for both of them. Between them nothing happened, ever, but sharing the moment of orgasm was beautiful.

When the first orgasm ripped through Elena she grabbed Jim’s head and pressed it closer to her. Her moans changed to little yelps, and then ended in a howl.  Jim came up for air, but was given no time to rest. Elena got off the sofa and Luisa knelt on the floor with her chest on the seat. Jim got the message, and moved in behind her. To his surprise, Elena knelt down beside her sister sticking her ass up in the air a giving him a look that could only mean, I want some too.

Jim took a deep breath and then began fucking Luisa and when Elena tapped his arm, he would switch over to her. When he finally came, he thought there was a vacuum in his balls.

“Not bad Jim, I really enjoyed that. What do you think Elena?” said Louisa from where she was lying on the floor.

Elena stretched like a cat on the sofa. “Mm, I want more. I am calling in sick.”

Jim had no idea how he could keep going. He was tired and the Margaritas had taken their toll.

Elena must have seen his look because she patted his knee and said. “Don’t worry. Open that drawer on the table.”

Jim did what she said and in the drawer belonging to the coffee table he found two vibrators. One looked like a cock and the other was tubular.

“If you get tired, we can always use those, and you can watch.”

Jim grinned. “Let me borrow your phone.”

The girls looked surprised and Louisa pointed at her mobile lying on the table. Jim picked it up and dialed.

“Mom, I’m not coming home tonight. No, I am not drunk. Fuck your cauliflower! I’m having fun, see you tomorrow.”

When he hung up, the girls looked even more surprised. “Sorry, that was my mom; she said the cauliflower I bought was too small.”

“Don’t worry, we only want your big cucumber,” said Elena with a smile.

The Bar

The bass was so strong that it traveled up the bar stool she was sitting on and made her entire body vibrate. The dance floor was like a wave of bodies moving to the rhythm and the air was thick with smoke from the smoke-machine and the smell of perfume perfume. Lisa was moving her leg to the rhythm while she sucked on the straw of her Mojito. Her head was spinning and she had a crazy smile on her face. She knew she was drunk, but she didn’t care. She was on a holiday with her parents had given her for her 18th birthday. She looked around trying to locate her friend Mia, but she couldn’t see her. Mia had gone off to the bathroom some time ago and hadn’t come back yet. Lisa sucked some more Mojito, but only got air in her mouth so she turned around in her chair and waved to the bartender to get another one.

Pepe was standing by the wall and watched the young brunette by the bar. She was wearing a white cotton dress, probably bought at some souvenir shop the same day. Most of the tourist girls were wearing something similar. They thought it made them look local, but all it did was show off their bodies. The cotton was thin and with the strobe lights going off, he could see her light body under it. She was a petite girl, but with full breasts and lovely dark curly hair. She paid for her drink and turned back to the dance floor, and that’s when he made his move.

“Hi, what’s your name?” Lisa looked at the man who just appeared in front of her. He was wearing a dark, open silk shirt, a gold necklace, and dark brooding eyes. “Lisa.” She shouts in his ear. “Pepe, how are you?”

“I’m fine, waiting for my friend.”

“The heavy girl with the shorts and tank top?” Lisa was surprised at what he said, how could he know what Mia was wearing? They had been friends since prep-school and she had always been on the chubby side of thin. Even though, she had gotten most of the boys. A mutual friend had told Lisa one day that the reason Mia had more guys than she was, not because she was prettier or funnier, it was simply that she fucked like if she didn’t know when the next fuck would come around. Lisa, on the other hand had only given blow-jobs and hand-jobs. Come to think of it, her one and only fuck was just three weeks old, her so called boyfriend James, and they had met at a party and the same night he had fucked her in the backseat of his Toyota Corolla. He came after two minutes, and she hadn’t, but her pussy had gotten the taste of cock, and she had liked it, no, that was a lie, she had loved it and she wanted more.

“That’s her; she should be back at any time now.” “Oh, well, I thought I’d buy you a drink.”

“Sorry, I all ready have one,” she said and wiggled her glass. Pepe was in a hurry, he had made a bet with his friends he would be able to get laid within and hour of entering the club and it had already passed forty-five minutes.

“What about some cock then?”

“Say what?”

Pepe leaned in and said close to her ear. “What about some cock?”

“Get lost.”

“No, seriously, C’mon, you are here on a holiday, and soon you will go back to your job or school, the rain will be falling and your life sucks. Have some fun, live a little.” Maybe it was the Mojito talking, but Pepe had a point Lisa thought. She had only two days left on her vacation and she hadn’t gotten laid yet. Not because she hadn’t tried, but the hotel they were staying in catered mostly to young families. She had had some flirts by the pool, but as soon as the wife showed up with a couple of screaming kids, the husband had ignored her. Shit, she needed cock.

“OK, where?”

“Right here baby.”

“Here?”

“Yeah, just pull up your dress and I will do the rest.”

Lisa giggled, but scooted to the edge of the stool. She hiked up her new dress and immediately Pepe stepped closer and his hand went down to her crotch where he found her cotton panties and pulled them aside.

“Take out my cock.”

 Lisa felt for his zipper and found it. When she got her hand inside him she found him hard and ready and when she looked down after pulling it out she saw a red cock-head and a thick shaft with fat veins. James cock had been smooth, and younger. This was a man’s cock. She figured Pepe was in his late twenties or early thirties, but it didn’t matter, his cock was hard and already pre-cum was glittering on the cock-head. She grabbed the shaft and pulled it towards her cunt, and at the same time his hand came down and spread her swollen pussy lips. With a slow thrust he was inside her and moving to the rhythm of the music. His breath in her ear was fast and he whispered words in Spanish she didn’t understand, but she didn’t care. His cock was beautiful the way it slid in and out of her. She grabbed her glass from the bar and finished her Mojito while Pepe’s cock drove her closer to climax. His hand had stayed down there and his thumb was massaging her clit. People walked past, but no one paid them any attention. I could go down on him and no one would think twice about it, thought Lisa while she began to thrust her hips against Pepe.

“Another?” Lisa turned her head as far as she could and saw the bartender in the corner of her eye pointing at her drink.

“Hang on Pepe,” she whispered in his ear. She slid off the stool, and turned around, leaning against the bar.

“Yeah, give me another and a beer for my friend here,” she added pointing at Pepe with her thumb.

“Mm, that feels good,” Lisa moaned as Pepe entered her from behind. She kept her hands on the bar and pushed her ass backwards against his hips. His arm’s came over her shoulders and held on to the edge of the bar. He was moving faster now, his thrusts harder and deeper. Lisa’s knees began to tremble as her orgasm came closer. Her breathing increased, the sound of the music grew stronger in her ears, and Pepe’s whispers in Spanish became faster. Suddenly he pulled out and pushed himself into her anus, she whined, but he entered her smoothly. After a few thrusts he pulled out and entered her begging pussy. His hands moved to her boobs and found her hard nipples. He began to breathe faster and suddenly his thrusts became irregular, his cock grew a little, and she felt how the shaft contracted and expanded. The feeling made her come too, and while he moaned out his orgasm in her ear, she bit her lips and felt her knees go weak. Pepe pulled out of her and Lisa took and long drink from her Mojito. She could feel his cum running down the inside of her thighs, but she didn’t care. She had loved the quick fuck against the bar. She put the drink down and turned around. Pepe was gone. She looked around, but couldn’t see him, so she turned back to the bar and sat down on the stool.

“Hey, let’s go.” Mia stood beside her and looked tired.

“Where were you?”

“I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, some guy stopped me and took me to the dance floor, a real stunner he was. We danced for a while and he began to kiss me and all. Then suddenly he asked me to go out and wait for him. He wanted to take me for a walk, but needed to use the bathroom. I waited for twenty minutes and then I came back inside.”

“What an asshole. What did he look like?”

“Spanish, good dresser, some gold around his neck, he said his name was Pepe.” Lisa giggled and smiled.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, something tells me Pepe, got what he wanted and left. Let’s just enjoy the night, OK? “OK, fuck it, there are more where he came from.”