Touching Myself
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It was just another normal day in the cheese aisle when I first noticed her. Customers came and went as normal buying all manner of chilled foods. The queue at the deli ebbed and flowed as people clamoured for cheese, cold meats and fresh pizzas. It was my job to manage the staff and ensure all the shelves were fully stocked. In hindsight I didn't pay too much attention the first time, but after four days of seeing her visit my aisles I knew every curve of her body!
On day one she bought milk and a pot of soured cream. I only noticed the colour of her hair that time; golden blonde and cascading over her shoulders to half way down her back.
On day two she bought some yoghurts. As she bent over the chilled cabinets to retrieve the last pack of strawberry fromage frais I couldn't help but notice the shape of her legs in the tight pair of jeans she was wearing. Well, that wasn't the only thing I noticed either. There was also her full and very obviously firm breasts which I could see swaying beneath her as she bent over to pick up the pack from the back of the bottom shelf. I was sure she wasn't wearing a bra. Whether she was or wasn't wearing one; I know she looked utterly divine.
When she stood up, yoghurt in hand, and turned to place it in her trolley, she glanced in my direction. Like it or not, I was utterly caught out quite obviously staring at her. My heart skipped a beat as she smiled at me. All I could do was turn bright red and attempt to smile back before she was gone in the direction of the checkouts, probably without a second thought to the girl she had caught checking her out.
The first visit to my aisles by the mystery blonde was normal. I put the second visit down to sheer co-incidence. When she walked in again on day three and started looking at the cooked hams I began to think this was becoming more than just the co-incidence I first thought it was. Today she was wearing a white summer dress that fell just above her knees and her hair was tied back in a pony tail. She looked amazing and I couldn't help but gaze again at her legs as she stood contemplating whether to buy honey roast or breaded ham.
She turned in my direction, letting me see the tiniest flicker of a grin, before bending down to select her ham of choice. If I wasn't sure the day before, I was certain now. This girl was definitely not wearing a bra. As she leant forward I could clearly see her stunning and completely yummy looking breasts down the top of her dress. He nipples looked like gorgeous glace cherries that were ripe to be kissed and enjoyed. I gazed in amazement and complete lust as she paused for a moment at just the most perfect angle to allow me to see down the top of her dress before standing up and popping the ham in her basket. I'm sure my jaw was on the floor. I'm also sure she knew exactly what she was doing.
Mystery girl then walked straight towards me. I was frozen like stone, unable to move as she approached me. At that moment I think I'd have gibbered complete rubbish if she'd actually spoken to me. Instead she gave me just the biggest smile imaginable, followed by a playful wink, before walking straight past me and off towards the checkouts again. There was no mistake about it this time. The smile and wink were definitely for me. I went home that evening and lay awake in bed dreaming very sexy thoughts about my mystery girl. I sincerely hoped she's be in the next day too.
Mystery girl's visits to the store had all been late afternoon. The following day dragged horribly while I waited for her. Minutes seemed like hours and hours like days. I hoped the waiting wasn't in vain. I had no pleasure at all in my daily work routine. Stock control, rotation of dates, staff management. All were boring that day. Besides, I had other things on my mind. I had the sorts of thoughts that once they're there you can't get rid of them too easily.
I'd touched myself over and over the night before, trailing my fingers over my tummy and inner thighs, dreaming of mystery girl kissing my bare skin. Her lips finally meeting mine as her fingers worked slowly in and out of me. My own fingers circled my clit over and over as I brought myself to slow orgasm as I thought of her kissing and licking my pussy. Those thoughts hadn't left me at all the following morning. My staff sensed I was somewhat distracted throughout the day. If only they knew why!
Instead of having a coke and chat with colleagues as I normally do on my afternoon tea break, I went to the ladies and stood in front of the mirror over the sinks. I topped up my blusher and put on some lipstick. It was a little redder than I'd usually wear for work, more like something I'd wear to a bar or club, but I wanted to make an impression if she came in. I tidied my hair as best I could. How I wished I could have it down, but health regulations meant it had to be up. I also had to wear a silly white paper hat which never really made me feel particularly attractive. Feeling marginally better about how I looked and certainly ridiculous at the effort I was making, I returned to the shop floor to wait.
I wasn't disappointed. I only had to wait another half an hour before she sauntered down the aisle again looking completely and utterly scrummy. She had a pair of flattish strappy sandals on with just a hint of heal and a peach coloured summer dress that, much like the white one she had worn the day before, fell just above the knees.
Despite the very erotic thoughts I'd been having all day, I'd managed to keep the tingles in check. There was no stopping them now. I could feel butterflies in my stomach, goose bumps down my arms and an ache of desire between my legs that almost made me hop from one foot to the other. This time she looked directly at me and grinned. I was far more composed this time and managed to smile back. I'd always thought my smile was my best feature, so I gave her the biggest smile I could and hoped she liked it.
Despite waiting all day for her, now she was here I had no idea what to say or how to approach her. Luckily she took that dilemma right out of my hands when she walked over to me.
"Can I help you?" I smiled at her.
"Hi," she said smiling back at me. " I'm looking for something special."
Was that a flirt? I was so tempted to immediately start flirting back. Everything I'd wanted to happen that day had come true. She'd come into the store, smiled at me and started a conversation. But what if I'd read the situation wrong? What if she was just smiley in general and this was a genuine request for help? I thought I'd better be professional and see how the conversation went. Maybe I could throw in a little flirt or two just to see what reaction I got, couldn't I?
"I have lots of special things you could have," I replied, resisting the urge to wink as I delivered the line. "What did you have in mind?"
I had thrown a massive flirt at her. Now it was her turn to either accept the flirt and give one back or to ignore it. My heart skipped a beat as she pondered her reply.
"I want a speciality cheese for a friend," she said after a little thought. "It's her birthday and she's a complete cheeseaholic. It needs to be totally out of the ordinary with a massive wow factor."
I was somewhat disappointed with her reply. She'd wandered in the store four days running, winked and smiled at me. I was also convinced she'd given me a "show" when she bent over the chilled cabinet the previous day. I wasn't sure what response I expected, but it certainly wasn't that one. I decided to give her one more massive flirt and see what her reaction was.
"I have lots of things I could give you with a wow factor," I said with the most playful face I could muster. "You wont find them here though, " I said, indicating the cheese display in front of us both. "You'll need to come with me to the deli."
Without even thinking about her reply or even whether she'd like me to or not, I grabbed her fingers with mine and walked her over to the deli.
"See anything you fancy?" I said, throwing another flirt at her.
Mystery girl scanned all the specialty cheeses through the glass before looking directly into my eyes.
"A couple of things," she replied. "one's right there."
Mystery girl pointed to an unforgivably empty slot in the deli display right where one of our special stiltons should have been.
"That sounds delicious," she said. "Have you anymore?"
"I'm so sorry," I said, embarrassed that the slot was empty. "I'm sure we do. I'll ask one of the staff to go and look for you."
"I'd feel better if you looked after me," she said. "I have a feeling you have just what I want."
Mystery girl looked straight into my eyes, smiled and then very subtly winked her right eye at me. My heart skipped a beat. It had taken a minute or two but my flirt had been gloriously returned. The ever present tingling between my legs suddenly became a burning that needed to be tended to, and quickly!
"Okay," I said. "Shall I serve you.........myself?"
I deliberately left a small pause before I said the word "myself." I hoped she knew that I was more or less offering myself to her, and not just in looking for a cheese either!
A massive smile spread across her face before she replied, "I like the thought of some personal service from you."
"You said there was a couple of things that took your fancy. What was the other?" I asked
"You," she said matter of factly. "You're gorgeous. I knew I fancied you the moment I saw you a few days ago. The question is, what can we do about it?"
So there it was, right out in the open. I dropped several big flirts and she'd responded magnificently to them. Better than I could have hoped. I'd offered myself to her and she'd accepted the offer while pretty much offering herself back.
The burning between my legs was now just about uncontrollable. Mystery girl was stunning. I'd felt that since she first walked in the store four days ago. I'd pleasured myself for hours the night before at the thought of making love with her. I had to have her. I wanted her to have me. The sheer unquenchable desire to share myself with her meant I decided to take a massive risk. Customers were not normally allowed in the stock areas and I'd get into trouble if I took someone there, but I knew somewhere we could go which was completely private and no one would find us.
"Follow me then," I said before moving round to the front of the counter, grabbing mystery girl's hand again and dragging her through the huge plastic doors that led to the stock areas.
She more than willingly followed as we giggled our way down the corridor, up one flight of stairs and into the warehouse. Luckily no one saw us!
"In here," I said as I just about pushed her through the big insulated door that led to the giant fridges where we kept all the chilled foods ready for the shop floor. I pulled her by the hand through the racks to the far corner where we stored all the boxes of fresh pizzas and would be hidden from everyone.
I stood facing her, my breasts squashed to hers in the tight space we found ourselves in. It was freezing, but I don't think either or us cared right at that moment. I was hot enough for both of us and I'm sure my mystery blonde must able to feel the heat from between my legs despite the big fans shovelling arctic like air over us.
We stared into each other's eyes for a moment, wide smiles on our faces. The passion inside me welled up uncontrollably and I just couldn't resist any longer.
"Me first," I whispered, before kissing her passionately on the lips, my tongue instantly finding hers. I pushed myself hard against her. Her breasts felt amazing pressed against my own. I pushed my hips at her too, my pussy aching to have something moving against it. I could feel how wet I was already.
As our tongues danced together my fingers slid the straps of her peach dress off her shoulders. I moved lower, kissing over her neck and chest as I pulled the dress further and further down until her breasts popped free. The cold air had already made her nipples hard and I needed no prompting to envelope each in turn with my lips. I kissed and licked round her nipples before sucking on each gently, rolling them with my tongue in my mouth as my hands wandered down over her body, dragging the dress with me.
I moved lower and lower, kissing over her tummy as the dress slid over her hips and fell to the floor. As I knelt in front of her and looked up at her standing naked in just a skimpy beige coloured thong, I knew she was perfect. Her rigid nipples glistened in the light of the chillers from where I'd licked, kissed and sucked them. The front of her thong glistened too with tiny drops of arousal that had seeped through the material from how wet she was. At that moment I wanted them more than anything else.
I kissed up and down her inner thighs, my tongue caressing her silky flesh as I moved higher and higher until my nose was against the damp material between her legs. My tongue instinctively appeared, giving one long hard lick across the front of her thong, lapping up in one long divine sweep all the dew that had seeped through the material. She tasted heavenly and I wanted more. I wanted everything she had to give.
I pulled at the hem of her thong, dragging it over her hips and down her legs, my tongue instantly returning between her legs where it belonged. I licked each of her lips in turn, moving the flat of my tongue in slow circles up and down. I think she knew how turned on I was and how keen I was to savour her because she jumped up and sat on the pile of boxed pizzas behind her and spread her legs for me. Her wet and glistening lips were pulled wide in the process; her sweet pussy right there for me to enjoy.
I nuzzled in close, kissing and licking each lip over and over before sucking gently on her engorged clit, rolling it with my tongue in firm but gentle circles. I wanted to be inside her, so I moved a little lower, pushing the tip of my tongue against her wet hole until it slid just inside.
I could feel her legs, already spread to let me enjoy her sweetness, drape over my shoulders, encircling my head. Her calves wrapped around me , pulling me hard against her juicy and delicious pussy. I eagerly tongued it harder and harder and as deep as I could.
She started panting and I could feel the muscles in her calves tense round the back of my neck. I knew she was close and I didn't want to miss a bit of it. My mouth was wide with my nose pressed hard against her clit, rubbing at it as my tongue dipped in and out of her wet pussy, savouring every drop of her.
She tensed again as I thrust my tongue deep into her, bucking her hips at my face before letting her orgasm go, drenching my tongue with her sweet juices. I lapped at her over and over, wanting every drop she had to give as she panted and writhed on my face through her climax. She eventually collapsed back on the pizzas, completely spent. I looked up at her and smiled. I could see her breath coming in short bursts on the cold air and was happy knowing that I'd led her to the most gorgeous, wanton orgasm imaginable
She eventually sat up, hugging me tight. "That was incredible," she said, just about fighting for her breath after the orgasm I had given her, "but now it's my turn."
She stood and held my hips before pulling me round so she was standing behind me. I could feel those gorgeously ample and firm breasts that I loved kissing and licking so much just a few minutes ago pressing into my back. Her hands slowly moved from my hips up my sides, fingers clutching and taking my blouse with them. More and more of my skin was exposed. I desperately wanted her to take my top off and have every inch of my body for her pleasure.
I lifted my arms and let her pull my blouse over my head. She started kissing over my back and neck, rubbing her still erect nipples against me. I felt her arms circle me and cup my breasts through my bra. I found myself pushing my bum back against her, squirming as she held me, desperate to be touched in all my sensitive places.
Her hands circled, cupped and caressed my breasts for a moment, then I felt her fingers trace a line along the material and round my back to the clasp. It took her no time to unclip it, allowing the bra to fall loose. I wiggled my shoulders so the straps fell off and the bra fell to the floor at my feet.
Her hands returned to my breasts as they swayed just a little in front of me. She cupped them again, gently squeezing the flesh. It felt amazing now the bra was gone. My nipples were totally erect, partly because of the cold, but mostly because I was uncontrollably turned on. As if she instinctively knew what I wanted, she started to rub my hard nipples, pinching and twisting them softly between her thumb and fingers. I squirmed back into her again, trying to give the signal that I desperately wanted and was ready for more.
I knew she'd read the signal as her hands returned behind me. I felt her fingers run along the top hem of my work trousers, starting in the small of my back, before moving round the curve of my hips to the front. Her fingers expertly undid the fastener, before gently tugging at each side of the material open, forcing the zip lower and lower. Her lips never left my back as she kissed and played her hot tongue over my skin. As I felt my trousers loosen, I wiggled my hips, allowing them to slowly drop down my legs until they joined my bra on the floor.
She had me now in nothing but my panties and I was totally hers. I sensed her kneel behind me, the feeling confirmed when I felt her tongue and lips gently move over the cheeks of my bum. I desperately wanted to feel that hot tongue, that had so had deliciously teased my back, caress and pleasure my aching pussy. I leant forward over the stack of pizzas hoping she knew what I wanted, what I needed to have.
Fingers slid under the hem of my panties and the next thing I knew I felt them peel over my hips and down my thighs. I so needed to have her touch and explore me so I put my right knee up on the same stack of pizzas she had spread herself on for me moments before, allowing her to start sliding my panties off. The other knee followed suit and the panties were taken right off. I now inadvertently found myself on all fours on the boxes of pizzas, completely naked and with, I'm sure, a very obviously wet and aching pussy. I was totally exposed for my new lover to enjoy.
She needed no second invitation. She leant in and her tongue made one long sweep of my swollen and very wet pussy lips from my clit all the way up my wet slit. I moaned in pleasure as she repeated the same lick over and over again. Without really knowing what I was doing my knees shuffled wider, my hips now high in the air as she licked my full lips. I sighed again as she sucked gently on my clit before pushing the tip of her hot tongue between my wet folds until it rested just inside me.
I could feel her hands on my hips, pulling them in circles as she moved her tongue inside me. I pushed back at her face, wanting her tongue deeper, desperate to have it caressing inside me. She swirled the tip of her tongue round and round in the entrance to my wet pussy. I felt her hands move from my hips, her palms now massaging my bum, fingernails scratching over my goose bump covered cheeks.
The tips of her fingers grazed over my most secret place sending a tingle right up my spine and down my arms. "Oh yes," I moaned as they grazed there again.
She knew exactly what to do next. Her tongue left my pussy and I could feel her lips graze over the same spot her fingers had moments earlier. Her tongue was quick to follow, gentle licking in circles over my ring. I squirmed in delight as her tongue licked and probed my ass, moaning loudly each time she dabbed the her tongue at my hole. I relaxed and contracted with the rhythm of the pushes of her tongue until I felt the tip just push inside me. It was like she just knew what I loved. Within seconds I just about flooded myself as a massive orgasm swept over me, my hips bucking back at her tongue as she now swirled it inside my ass.
I needed more and I think she sensed it too. Much as I was sorry to see her hot tongue disappear, it was soon replaced by something just as nice. I pushed back at her again at as I felt her finger stroke the edges of my wet ring and slide just inside me. Her tongue had returned to my lips, hungrily licking up the sweet juices I had released moments earlier. I panted and moaned as she pushed the finger further inside my ass. She replaced her tongue with two fingers in my pussy. I pushed back in rhythm at her again as she moved the three fingers slowly in and out of me, two in my pussy and one in my ass.
I could feel her twisting her wrist and fingers as they pushed deep into me. I yelped in ecstasy when she started curling the tips of her fingers inside with each forward thrust, rubbing frantically at my velvety inner walls. I was on the edge of a second even more powerful orgasm and could see my breath spreading out on the frigid air of the chiller as I panted in time to the thrusts of her fingers in my pussy and ass.
I just about squealed with joy when I felt her push a second finger inside my ring. I gripped all four fingers as they moved inside me, my second orgasm building and building as I pushed back hard on her hand with my hips. With one last twist of her wrist and curl of her fingers I let go, just about screaming as a tidal wave of a second, more powerful, orgasm consumed me. She continued to push in and out of me, letting me ride the wave of my climax for as long as I could stand it until I eventually collapsed on the pile of pizzas, breathless and spent.
Once my panting had subsided we both quickly dressed, glad to be clothed again after the freezing air of the chillers. We kissed one last time before I led her carefully back to the shop floor.
"Oh my god," I said before we parted. "That was incredible. You are totally gorgeous and amazing. Fancy coming back to my place when I finish later. I have plenty of pizza we could have. I think we've cooked most of it already, " I giggled.
"I'd love that," she replied. "Shall I wait for you in the foyer?"
"That's perfect. I can't wait already. I'll be there shortly," I said.
It suddenly occurred to me that I had no idea what my mystery girl's name was. I shouted after her as she walked up the aisle towards the foyer. "By the way, my name's Katie. What's yours?"
My names.....," she said as she disappeared from sight towards the foyer, her name lost to me as she rounded the corner out of sight.
I returned to the chillers and grabbed two rather crushed boxes of pepperoni pizza. "That'll do for tea," I thought. "No need for dessert. I think that's most definitely already taken care of!"
Author's note: This story is inspired by conversations I've had with two friends on Lush. You both know who you are, so thank you for the inspiration x
I have deliberately left the reply to my question asking for a name at the end of the story blank. I was hoping readers might like to imagine it's they who are the mystery girl that has fun with me in the chiller.
On day one she bought milk and a pot of soured cream. I only noticed the colour of her hair that time; golden blonde and cascading over her shoulders to half way down her back.
On day two she bought some yoghurts. As she bent over the chilled cabinets to retrieve the last pack of strawberry fromage frais I couldn't help but notice the shape of her legs in the tight pair of jeans she was wearing. Well, that wasn't the only thing I noticed either. There was also her full and very obviously firm breasts which I could see swaying beneath her as she bent over to pick up the pack from the back of the bottom shelf. I was sure she wasn't wearing a bra. Whether she was or wasn't wearing one; I know she looked utterly divine.
When she stood up, yoghurt in hand, and turned to place it in her trolley, she glanced in my direction. Like it or not, I was utterly caught out quite obviously staring at her. My heart skipped a beat as she smiled at me. All I could do was turn bright red and attempt to smile back before she was gone in the direction of the checkouts, probably without a second thought to the girl she had caught checking her out.
The first visit to my aisles by the mystery blonde was normal. I put the second visit down to sheer co-incidence. When she walked in again on day three and started looking at the cooked hams I began to think this was becoming more than just the co-incidence I first thought it was. Today she was wearing a white summer dress that fell just above her knees and her hair was tied back in a pony tail. She looked amazing and I couldn't help but gaze again at her legs as she stood contemplating whether to buy honey roast or breaded ham.
She turned in my direction, letting me see the tiniest flicker of a grin, before bending down to select her ham of choice. If I wasn't sure the day before, I was certain now. This girl was definitely not wearing a bra. As she leant forward I could clearly see her stunning and completely yummy looking breasts down the top of her dress. He nipples looked like gorgeous glace cherries that were ripe to be kissed and enjoyed. I gazed in amazement and complete lust as she paused for a moment at just the most perfect angle to allow me to see down the top of her dress before standing up and popping the ham in her basket. I'm sure my jaw was on the floor. I'm also sure she knew exactly what she was doing.
Mystery girl then walked straight towards me. I was frozen like stone, unable to move as she approached me. At that moment I think I'd have gibbered complete rubbish if she'd actually spoken to me. Instead she gave me just the biggest smile imaginable, followed by a playful wink, before walking straight past me and off towards the checkouts again. There was no mistake about it this time. The smile and wink were definitely for me. I went home that evening and lay awake in bed dreaming very sexy thoughts about my mystery girl. I sincerely hoped she's be in the next day too.
Mystery girl's visits to the store had all been late afternoon. The following day dragged horribly while I waited for her. Minutes seemed like hours and hours like days. I hoped the waiting wasn't in vain. I had no pleasure at all in my daily work routine. Stock control, rotation of dates, staff management. All were boring that day. Besides, I had other things on my mind. I had the sorts of thoughts that once they're there you can't get rid of them too easily.
I'd touched myself over and over the night before, trailing my fingers over my tummy and inner thighs, dreaming of mystery girl kissing my bare skin. Her lips finally meeting mine as her fingers worked slowly in and out of me. My own fingers circled my clit over and over as I brought myself to slow orgasm as I thought of her kissing and licking my pussy. Those thoughts hadn't left me at all the following morning. My staff sensed I was somewhat distracted throughout the day. If only they knew why!
Instead of having a coke and chat with colleagues as I normally do on my afternoon tea break, I went to the ladies and stood in front of the mirror over the sinks. I topped up my blusher and put on some lipstick. It was a little redder than I'd usually wear for work, more like something I'd wear to a bar or club, but I wanted to make an impression if she came in. I tidied my hair as best I could. How I wished I could have it down, but health regulations meant it had to be up. I also had to wear a silly white paper hat which never really made me feel particularly attractive. Feeling marginally better about how I looked and certainly ridiculous at the effort I was making, I returned to the shop floor to wait.
I wasn't disappointed. I only had to wait another half an hour before she sauntered down the aisle again looking completely and utterly scrummy. She had a pair of flattish strappy sandals on with just a hint of heal and a peach coloured summer dress that, much like the white one she had worn the day before, fell just above the knees.
Despite the very erotic thoughts I'd been having all day, I'd managed to keep the tingles in check. There was no stopping them now. I could feel butterflies in my stomach, goose bumps down my arms and an ache of desire between my legs that almost made me hop from one foot to the other. This time she looked directly at me and grinned. I was far more composed this time and managed to smile back. I'd always thought my smile was my best feature, so I gave her the biggest smile I could and hoped she liked it.
Despite waiting all day for her, now she was here I had no idea what to say or how to approach her. Luckily she took that dilemma right out of my hands when she walked over to me.
"Can I help you?" I smiled at her.
"Hi," she said smiling back at me. " I'm looking for something special."
Was that a flirt? I was so tempted to immediately start flirting back. Everything I'd wanted to happen that day had come true. She'd come into the store, smiled at me and started a conversation. But what if I'd read the situation wrong? What if she was just smiley in general and this was a genuine request for help? I thought I'd better be professional and see how the conversation went. Maybe I could throw in a little flirt or two just to see what reaction I got, couldn't I?
"I have lots of special things you could have," I replied, resisting the urge to wink as I delivered the line. "What did you have in mind?"
I had thrown a massive flirt at her. Now it was her turn to either accept the flirt and give one back or to ignore it. My heart skipped a beat as she pondered her reply.
"I want a speciality cheese for a friend," she said after a little thought. "It's her birthday and she's a complete cheeseaholic. It needs to be totally out of the ordinary with a massive wow factor."
I was somewhat disappointed with her reply. She'd wandered in the store four days running, winked and smiled at me. I was also convinced she'd given me a "show" when she bent over the chilled cabinet the previous day. I wasn't sure what response I expected, but it certainly wasn't that one. I decided to give her one more massive flirt and see what her reaction was.
"I have lots of things I could give you with a wow factor," I said with the most playful face I could muster. "You wont find them here though, " I said, indicating the cheese display in front of us both. "You'll need to come with me to the deli."
Without even thinking about her reply or even whether she'd like me to or not, I grabbed her fingers with mine and walked her over to the deli.
"See anything you fancy?" I said, throwing another flirt at her.
Mystery girl scanned all the specialty cheeses through the glass before looking directly into my eyes.
"A couple of things," she replied. "one's right there."
Mystery girl pointed to an unforgivably empty slot in the deli display right where one of our special stiltons should have been.
"That sounds delicious," she said. "Have you anymore?"
"I'm so sorry," I said, embarrassed that the slot was empty. "I'm sure we do. I'll ask one of the staff to go and look for you."
"I'd feel better if you looked after me," she said. "I have a feeling you have just what I want."
Mystery girl looked straight into my eyes, smiled and then very subtly winked her right eye at me. My heart skipped a beat. It had taken a minute or two but my flirt had been gloriously returned. The ever present tingling between my legs suddenly became a burning that needed to be tended to, and quickly!
"Okay," I said. "Shall I serve you.........myself?"
I deliberately left a small pause before I said the word "myself." I hoped she knew that I was more or less offering myself to her, and not just in looking for a cheese either!
A massive smile spread across her face before she replied, "I like the thought of some personal service from you."
"You said there was a couple of things that took your fancy. What was the other?" I asked
"You," she said matter of factly. "You're gorgeous. I knew I fancied you the moment I saw you a few days ago. The question is, what can we do about it?"
So there it was, right out in the open. I dropped several big flirts and she'd responded magnificently to them. Better than I could have hoped. I'd offered myself to her and she'd accepted the offer while pretty much offering herself back.
The burning between my legs was now just about uncontrollable. Mystery girl was stunning. I'd felt that since she first walked in the store four days ago. I'd pleasured myself for hours the night before at the thought of making love with her. I had to have her. I wanted her to have me. The sheer unquenchable desire to share myself with her meant I decided to take a massive risk. Customers were not normally allowed in the stock areas and I'd get into trouble if I took someone there, but I knew somewhere we could go which was completely private and no one would find us.
"Follow me then," I said before moving round to the front of the counter, grabbing mystery girl's hand again and dragging her through the huge plastic doors that led to the stock areas.
She more than willingly followed as we giggled our way down the corridor, up one flight of stairs and into the warehouse. Luckily no one saw us!
"In here," I said as I just about pushed her through the big insulated door that led to the giant fridges where we kept all the chilled foods ready for the shop floor. I pulled her by the hand through the racks to the far corner where we stored all the boxes of fresh pizzas and would be hidden from everyone.
I stood facing her, my breasts squashed to hers in the tight space we found ourselves in. It was freezing, but I don't think either or us cared right at that moment. I was hot enough for both of us and I'm sure my mystery blonde must able to feel the heat from between my legs despite the big fans shovelling arctic like air over us.
We stared into each other's eyes for a moment, wide smiles on our faces. The passion inside me welled up uncontrollably and I just couldn't resist any longer.
"Me first," I whispered, before kissing her passionately on the lips, my tongue instantly finding hers. I pushed myself hard against her. Her breasts felt amazing pressed against my own. I pushed my hips at her too, my pussy aching to have something moving against it. I could feel how wet I was already.
As our tongues danced together my fingers slid the straps of her peach dress off her shoulders. I moved lower, kissing over her neck and chest as I pulled the dress further and further down until her breasts popped free. The cold air had already made her nipples hard and I needed no prompting to envelope each in turn with my lips. I kissed and licked round her nipples before sucking on each gently, rolling them with my tongue in my mouth as my hands wandered down over her body, dragging the dress with me.
I moved lower and lower, kissing over her tummy as the dress slid over her hips and fell to the floor. As I knelt in front of her and looked up at her standing naked in just a skimpy beige coloured thong, I knew she was perfect. Her rigid nipples glistened in the light of the chillers from where I'd licked, kissed and sucked them. The front of her thong glistened too with tiny drops of arousal that had seeped through the material from how wet she was. At that moment I wanted them more than anything else.
I kissed up and down her inner thighs, my tongue caressing her silky flesh as I moved higher and higher until my nose was against the damp material between her legs. My tongue instinctively appeared, giving one long hard lick across the front of her thong, lapping up in one long divine sweep all the dew that had seeped through the material. She tasted heavenly and I wanted more. I wanted everything she had to give.
I pulled at the hem of her thong, dragging it over her hips and down her legs, my tongue instantly returning between her legs where it belonged. I licked each of her lips in turn, moving the flat of my tongue in slow circles up and down. I think she knew how turned on I was and how keen I was to savour her because she jumped up and sat on the pile of boxed pizzas behind her and spread her legs for me. Her wet and glistening lips were pulled wide in the process; her sweet pussy right there for me to enjoy.
I nuzzled in close, kissing and licking each lip over and over before sucking gently on her engorged clit, rolling it with my tongue in firm but gentle circles. I wanted to be inside her, so I moved a little lower, pushing the tip of my tongue against her wet hole until it slid just inside.
I could feel her legs, already spread to let me enjoy her sweetness, drape over my shoulders, encircling my head. Her calves wrapped around me , pulling me hard against her juicy and delicious pussy. I eagerly tongued it harder and harder and as deep as I could.
She started panting and I could feel the muscles in her calves tense round the back of my neck. I knew she was close and I didn't want to miss a bit of it. My mouth was wide with my nose pressed hard against her clit, rubbing at it as my tongue dipped in and out of her wet pussy, savouring every drop of her.
She tensed again as I thrust my tongue deep into her, bucking her hips at my face before letting her orgasm go, drenching my tongue with her sweet juices. I lapped at her over and over, wanting every drop she had to give as she panted and writhed on my face through her climax. She eventually collapsed back on the pizzas, completely spent. I looked up at her and smiled. I could see her breath coming in short bursts on the cold air and was happy knowing that I'd led her to the most gorgeous, wanton orgasm imaginable
She eventually sat up, hugging me tight. "That was incredible," she said, just about fighting for her breath after the orgasm I had given her, "but now it's my turn."
She stood and held my hips before pulling me round so she was standing behind me. I could feel those gorgeously ample and firm breasts that I loved kissing and licking so much just a few minutes ago pressing into my back. Her hands slowly moved from my hips up my sides, fingers clutching and taking my blouse with them. More and more of my skin was exposed. I desperately wanted her to take my top off and have every inch of my body for her pleasure.
I lifted my arms and let her pull my blouse over my head. She started kissing over my back and neck, rubbing her still erect nipples against me. I felt her arms circle me and cup my breasts through my bra. I found myself pushing my bum back against her, squirming as she held me, desperate to be touched in all my sensitive places.
Her hands circled, cupped and caressed my breasts for a moment, then I felt her fingers trace a line along the material and round my back to the clasp. It took her no time to unclip it, allowing the bra to fall loose. I wiggled my shoulders so the straps fell off and the bra fell to the floor at my feet.
Her hands returned to my breasts as they swayed just a little in front of me. She cupped them again, gently squeezing the flesh. It felt amazing now the bra was gone. My nipples were totally erect, partly because of the cold, but mostly because I was uncontrollably turned on. As if she instinctively knew what I wanted, she started to rub my hard nipples, pinching and twisting them softly between her thumb and fingers. I squirmed back into her again, trying to give the signal that I desperately wanted and was ready for more.
I knew she'd read the signal as her hands returned behind me. I felt her fingers run along the top hem of my work trousers, starting in the small of my back, before moving round the curve of my hips to the front. Her fingers expertly undid the fastener, before gently tugging at each side of the material open, forcing the zip lower and lower. Her lips never left my back as she kissed and played her hot tongue over my skin. As I felt my trousers loosen, I wiggled my hips, allowing them to slowly drop down my legs until they joined my bra on the floor.
She had me now in nothing but my panties and I was totally hers. I sensed her kneel behind me, the feeling confirmed when I felt her tongue and lips gently move over the cheeks of my bum. I desperately wanted to feel that hot tongue, that had so had deliciously teased my back, caress and pleasure my aching pussy. I leant forward over the stack of pizzas hoping she knew what I wanted, what I needed to have.
Fingers slid under the hem of my panties and the next thing I knew I felt them peel over my hips and down my thighs. I so needed to have her touch and explore me so I put my right knee up on the same stack of pizzas she had spread herself on for me moments before, allowing her to start sliding my panties off. The other knee followed suit and the panties were taken right off. I now inadvertently found myself on all fours on the boxes of pizzas, completely naked and with, I'm sure, a very obviously wet and aching pussy. I was totally exposed for my new lover to enjoy.
She needed no second invitation. She leant in and her tongue made one long sweep of my swollen and very wet pussy lips from my clit all the way up my wet slit. I moaned in pleasure as she repeated the same lick over and over again. Without really knowing what I was doing my knees shuffled wider, my hips now high in the air as she licked my full lips. I sighed again as she sucked gently on my clit before pushing the tip of her hot tongue between my wet folds until it rested just inside me.
I could feel her hands on my hips, pulling them in circles as she moved her tongue inside me. I pushed back at her face, wanting her tongue deeper, desperate to have it caressing inside me. She swirled the tip of her tongue round and round in the entrance to my wet pussy. I felt her hands move from my hips, her palms now massaging my bum, fingernails scratching over my goose bump covered cheeks.
The tips of her fingers grazed over my most secret place sending a tingle right up my spine and down my arms. "Oh yes," I moaned as they grazed there again.
She knew exactly what to do next. Her tongue left my pussy and I could feel her lips graze over the same spot her fingers had moments earlier. Her tongue was quick to follow, gentle licking in circles over my ring. I squirmed in delight as her tongue licked and probed my ass, moaning loudly each time she dabbed the her tongue at my hole. I relaxed and contracted with the rhythm of the pushes of her tongue until I felt the tip just push inside me. It was like she just knew what I loved. Within seconds I just about flooded myself as a massive orgasm swept over me, my hips bucking back at her tongue as she now swirled it inside my ass.
I needed more and I think she sensed it too. Much as I was sorry to see her hot tongue disappear, it was soon replaced by something just as nice. I pushed back at her again at as I felt her finger stroke the edges of my wet ring and slide just inside me. Her tongue had returned to my lips, hungrily licking up the sweet juices I had released moments earlier. I panted and moaned as she pushed the finger further inside my ass. She replaced her tongue with two fingers in my pussy. I pushed back in rhythm at her again as she moved the three fingers slowly in and out of me, two in my pussy and one in my ass.
I could feel her twisting her wrist and fingers as they pushed deep into me. I yelped in ecstasy when she started curling the tips of her fingers inside with each forward thrust, rubbing frantically at my velvety inner walls. I was on the edge of a second even more powerful orgasm and could see my breath spreading out on the frigid air of the chiller as I panted in time to the thrusts of her fingers in my pussy and ass.
I just about squealed with joy when I felt her push a second finger inside my ring. I gripped all four fingers as they moved inside me, my second orgasm building and building as I pushed back hard on her hand with my hips. With one last twist of her wrist and curl of her fingers I let go, just about screaming as a tidal wave of a second, more powerful, orgasm consumed me. She continued to push in and out of me, letting me ride the wave of my climax for as long as I could stand it until I eventually collapsed on the pile of pizzas, breathless and spent.
Once my panting had subsided we both quickly dressed, glad to be clothed again after the freezing air of the chillers. We kissed one last time before I led her carefully back to the shop floor.
"Oh my god," I said before we parted. "That was incredible. You are totally gorgeous and amazing. Fancy coming back to my place when I finish later. I have plenty of pizza we could have. I think we've cooked most of it already, " I giggled.
"I'd love that," she replied. "Shall I wait for you in the foyer?"
"That's perfect. I can't wait already. I'll be there shortly," I said.
It suddenly occurred to me that I had no idea what my mystery girl's name was. I shouted after her as she walked up the aisle towards the foyer. "By the way, my name's Katie. What's yours?"
My names.....," she said as she disappeared from sight towards the foyer, her name lost to me as she rounded the corner out of sight.
I returned to the chillers and grabbed two rather crushed boxes of pepperoni pizza. "That'll do for tea," I thought. "No need for dessert. I think that's most definitely already taken care of!"
Author's note: This story is inspired by conversations I've had with two friends on Lush. You both know who you are, so thank you for the inspiration x
I have deliberately left the reply to my question asking for a name at the end of the story blank. I was hoping readers might like to imagine it's they who are the mystery girl that has fun with me in the chiller.
Kaidence
- 23.12.2022
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