Blacked on Black Friday
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I have been out if contract on my Samsung phone for over a year. I wasn't happy with it was looking forward to upgrading. Problem was I needed something free cause college was consuming all of my funds. As luck would have it, Walmart had a Black Friday deal on iPhone 5C. $45 for a two year contract and you receive a $75 Walmart gift card. Seemed like a no-brainer to me.
My friends and I had been out shopping since about 8PM Thanksgiving day and it was now 6AM when we arrived at Walmart. I went back to the electronics and there five people in line to get phones. My chances were good that I could get mine in pink. Being the deliriously tired group of girls we talked constantly and a little loudly. The guy next to me chimed in every once in awhile, adding his own insight into our conversation. We ran the gambit of topics from political to social to classes and touched on relationships. I personally was avoiding the last as my last relationship didn't start or end well. I guess it did end well in that I was free from the psycho.
An hour before the sale was going to start, the manager informed us that this particular store was not equipped to do buy backs on smartphones. That royally screwed me. I was counting on getting some cash form my phone to buy my new one and food until my next paycheck. Dillion, the guy next to me, picked up on my frustration and asked what was wrong.
"I've only got $15 till I get paid. I was counting on selling my phone to cover the cost of the iPhone."
"Oh," he replied. "Maybe I could help you out."
"How so?" I asked.
"After I buy my phone I can give you my gift card so you can buy yours."
"Really? You wouldn't mind?"
"Sure not at all," he responded as he stood up from sitting on the floor. "I'm going to stretch my legs. Would you mind holding my spot?"
"Actually I could enjoy a little walk around the store as well." Turning to my roommate, "We're going to go for a walk and stretch our legs. Hold our spot?"
"Sure," she responded. We walked around the store talking about this and that. He kept directing the conversation back towards relationships which made me a little uncomfortable. He had recently broken off a 18 month relationship, found out she was a cheater and he wasn't willing to share. I started opening up about Jeff the psycho boyfriend. I was with him for three months. I have no idea why I started seeing him in the first place. He wasn't my type, I guess I was feeling lonely and wanted someone to fill the void.
First date he tried to get in my pants, I resisted. Second date I gave in. There was a third date and then there after it was just about sex. We would meet at either his place or mine and within minutes of being behind a closed door we were going at it like bunnies. I guess I needed it, I had been so focused in school that all other areas of my life had fallen by the wayside. It wasn't that I didn't like Jeff, there just wasn't anything other than sex.
After the first month things got bizarre. He wanted to film us, have his friends watch with the possibility of sharing me out to them. Then the bondage started creeping in and that's where I draw the line. But I was craving the sex so badly that I kept going along with his demands. Until he setup a "staged" **** with 8 guys. I ended it after that. I couldn't take anymore. I didn't tell Dillion about all of this but alluded to some of it without grave details. He seems compassionate just to listen.
"Can I ask you something?" He said, "Since we're being honest with each other."
"Sure."
"I've never been the kind of guy that beats off, if you know what I mean. I think you are very pretty and I was wondering if you would be willing to help me out."
Wow, I have never had anyone be so direct in asking for sexual favors. I was taken back and wasn't even sure if our brief encounter was grounds for such a comment. Choked up about the request I responded, "Um...I'm not sure...."
"It's ok if you don't want to do it. I understand. I figured I would probably never see you again and just wanted a lasting memory of you so that I wouldn't forget."
His magic was working and whether he knew it or not he was starting to wear down my defenses. My brain was telling me to run, but other parts were thinking "Hold on now, this might be worth exploring." As typical with my decisions, the brain lost.
"So you don't just jerk off when you feel like it?" I couldn't even believe the those words had come out of my mouth to this stranger. I tried convincing myself that we had been talking for the better part of a hour and a half.
"No, I don't. My parents were really strict and it's just something that has stuck with me."
"And here I thought guys jerked off all the time."
"It's ok. I'm sorry I said it. We should probably head back."
Great, now I have embarrassed him, possibly. Ugh, why did I have to react like that. Now my mind was wondering. While I did enjoy self pleasure, it had been quite awhile since I or anyone else for that matter had visited the lower region for that purpose. I stopped walking and grabbed his hand causing him to turn and face me. With a smile, "How do you want to do this?"
He looked puzzled for a second and I confirmed with a wink my desire to "help" him. He guided me to the back of the store. There was an unoccupied family restroom which we took over. A quick lock of the door would ensure our safety for awhile. I could tell his heart was about to explode out of his chest. I don't think he expected his plan to work.
I went right to work, dropping to my knees and unbuckled his pants. He seemed nervous. I pulled his pants down and his cock strained against his underwear. I took my index finger and traced over it. It flinched at my touch and he held his breathe. I continued this a few more times before sliding his underwear down and exposing his cock. It stood at attention, I good seven inches in length with the right amount of thickness. My right hand wrapped around it at the base. I stroked upwards allowing my thumb to run over the underside of his head and across the tip. He let out a low moan as his eyes became slivers.
After several minutes, precum started to form and I rolled it around the head. I took my other hand and massaged his balls which caused more moaning. He started swaying his hips back and forth in rhythm. This continued on for about another 10 minutes and I was surprised he hadn't cum yet. I was beginning to think I was losing my touch. I decided to up the ante. I opened my mouth and let my tongue glide over the tip. This caused him to look down at me in approval. I swirled the head with my tongue a couple more times and then engulfed it. I continued to strike his shaft while I sucked the head. His moans were becoming louder, but still no cum. I couldn't believe he was still able to hold back.
I stopped stroking with my hand at the base and slid more of his cock into my mouth. I could feel it pulsate as it moved past my lips. This was turning me on and I could feel that familiar dampness down below. I knew after I was down shopping that I was going to fuck the daylights out of myself before drifting off to sleep.
My lips touched my fingers that had encircled the base. I basically had him entirely in my mouth. "Oh that feels so wonderful. Jessica wasn't this good." I smiled knowing that he would be blowing his wad soon and that I was better than his ex. I slid up and down his cock increasing the pace each time. It wasn't long before I stopped and just let him fuck my mouth. His hips thrusted at me furiously. He placed his hand on the back of my head and I prepared myself for a deep cum unto my throat, which he was hitting the back of. I fought off my gag reflex as much as I could. To my surprise, he pulled out at the last second sending gushes of cum all over my glasses and cheek. A move that I was not happy about. If I knew he was going to facial me, I would have take my glasses off.
He mumbled out some meek apology in between trying to catch his breathe. Something about he didn't think I would be able to take it with him hitting the back of my throat. I stood up and turned toward the sink. I removed my glasses, turned the water on and started rinsing them off. He closed the gap and I could feel his whimpering cock bumping against my ass. I was no longer interested because of what had transpired. His hands were on my hips and I wiggled to try and break free. He took that as an invitation.
In one fluid motion, he dropped to his knees behind me pulling my pants down with him. "What are you doing?!" I exclaimed. He responded by tracing my puff lips through my panties. I'm sure the wet spot that had formed was more than I obvious. No matter what I could say or do, my lower half was now doing all of the talking. I muttered something else as he increased the pressure in his tracings. The next words out of my mouth now were moans. He did this a couple more times before pulling my panties down.
He put his other hand on my lower back as his way of telling me to stay bent over the second. Now he was running his finger from the front to the back of my pussy. My juices were flowing covering his finger. He added a second finger and then switched to using his thumb on my clit. I felt his breath across my ass as he lowered himself and began sucking on my lips. I felt like I was going to melt to his touch. He had me, what ever he wanted to do. The sucking on my lower lips from behind caused my clit to pull tightly against his thumb as he rubbed it back an forth. My orgasm was moments away.
He then traced his tongue up to my asshole. I've always been a fan of a little backdoor action. I felt his tongue probing me and then he placed both if his hands on my asscheeks. He gently pulled them apart allowing his tongue more access. I was rocking myself back against his mouth. I wanted something hard inside of me, I needed to be fucked. He then raised up and I felt his cock against my pussy. It was regaining its' strength and looking for a hole. He reached down and aimed in. It felt so good sliding into me. It was just big enough to fill every inch of me up.
Once inside, he held it there for a moment and reached up under my sweater. He freed one my breasts from my bra and began playing with my nipple. He set a quick pace of sliding in and out. With each thrust I was meeting him pushing back as hard as I could. We were both moaning uncontrollably. His thumb and index finger trapped my nipple causing it to be pulled as I pushed back against him. This only intensified the overwhelming orgasm that was now fast approaching. My breathe was sporadic and had cut off my moans as I raced to the finish. He was pounding against me as hard and fast as he could. His balls bounced against my clit finally throwing me over the edge. I came hard and repeatedly as he didn't let up on the assault. I orgasmed twice when he finally unloaded in me. That caused a much quicker but shorter orgasm, my third. If he hadn't pinned me against the sink I would have collapsed into a puddle on the floor. He pumped in me a few more times and fired off two more squirts that I could feel.
Once our breathing had returned to normal. He pulled out and I felt our juices run out me and start trickling down my leg. Some of it dropped directly out on to my panties. I put my glasses back on and composed myself.
"Thanks, that was far better than I could have ever dreamed," he said with a smile.
"Anytime," I replied and truly meant it.
We slipped out and back to the line without any notice. I'm sure the next person to use the family restroom would smell the sex that filled the air. When I got back home, my roommate passed out on the couch. She couldn't even make it back to her room. I laid in bed thinking about Dillion. It wasn't long before my hand ventured inside of my panties for one last go around. I used my new phone to surf some porn for assistance. Afterwards I had no trouble going to sleep.
My friends and I had been out shopping since about 8PM Thanksgiving day and it was now 6AM when we arrived at Walmart. I went back to the electronics and there five people in line to get phones. My chances were good that I could get mine in pink. Being the deliriously tired group of girls we talked constantly and a little loudly. The guy next to me chimed in every once in awhile, adding his own insight into our conversation. We ran the gambit of topics from political to social to classes and touched on relationships. I personally was avoiding the last as my last relationship didn't start or end well. I guess it did end well in that I was free from the psycho.
An hour before the sale was going to start, the manager informed us that this particular store was not equipped to do buy backs on smartphones. That royally screwed me. I was counting on getting some cash form my phone to buy my new one and food until my next paycheck. Dillion, the guy next to me, picked up on my frustration and asked what was wrong.
"I've only got $15 till I get paid. I was counting on selling my phone to cover the cost of the iPhone."
"Oh," he replied. "Maybe I could help you out."
"How so?" I asked.
"After I buy my phone I can give you my gift card so you can buy yours."
"Really? You wouldn't mind?"
"Sure not at all," he responded as he stood up from sitting on the floor. "I'm going to stretch my legs. Would you mind holding my spot?"
"Actually I could enjoy a little walk around the store as well." Turning to my roommate, "We're going to go for a walk and stretch our legs. Hold our spot?"
"Sure," she responded. We walked around the store talking about this and that. He kept directing the conversation back towards relationships which made me a little uncomfortable. He had recently broken off a 18 month relationship, found out she was a cheater and he wasn't willing to share. I started opening up about Jeff the psycho boyfriend. I was with him for three months. I have no idea why I started seeing him in the first place. He wasn't my type, I guess I was feeling lonely and wanted someone to fill the void.
First date he tried to get in my pants, I resisted. Second date I gave in. There was a third date and then there after it was just about sex. We would meet at either his place or mine and within minutes of being behind a closed door we were going at it like bunnies. I guess I needed it, I had been so focused in school that all other areas of my life had fallen by the wayside. It wasn't that I didn't like Jeff, there just wasn't anything other than sex.
After the first month things got bizarre. He wanted to film us, have his friends watch with the possibility of sharing me out to them. Then the bondage started creeping in and that's where I draw the line. But I was craving the sex so badly that I kept going along with his demands. Until he setup a "staged" **** with 8 guys. I ended it after that. I couldn't take anymore. I didn't tell Dillion about all of this but alluded to some of it without grave details. He seems compassionate just to listen.
"Can I ask you something?" He said, "Since we're being honest with each other."
"Sure."
"I've never been the kind of guy that beats off, if you know what I mean. I think you are very pretty and I was wondering if you would be willing to help me out."
Wow, I have never had anyone be so direct in asking for sexual favors. I was taken back and wasn't even sure if our brief encounter was grounds for such a comment. Choked up about the request I responded, "Um...I'm not sure...."
"It's ok if you don't want to do it. I understand. I figured I would probably never see you again and just wanted a lasting memory of you so that I wouldn't forget."
His magic was working and whether he knew it or not he was starting to wear down my defenses. My brain was telling me to run, but other parts were thinking "Hold on now, this might be worth exploring." As typical with my decisions, the brain lost.
"So you don't just jerk off when you feel like it?" I couldn't even believe the those words had come out of my mouth to this stranger. I tried convincing myself that we had been talking for the better part of a hour and a half.
"No, I don't. My parents were really strict and it's just something that has stuck with me."
"And here I thought guys jerked off all the time."
"It's ok. I'm sorry I said it. We should probably head back."
Great, now I have embarrassed him, possibly. Ugh, why did I have to react like that. Now my mind was wondering. While I did enjoy self pleasure, it had been quite awhile since I or anyone else for that matter had visited the lower region for that purpose. I stopped walking and grabbed his hand causing him to turn and face me. With a smile, "How do you want to do this?"
He looked puzzled for a second and I confirmed with a wink my desire to "help" him. He guided me to the back of the store. There was an unoccupied family restroom which we took over. A quick lock of the door would ensure our safety for awhile. I could tell his heart was about to explode out of his chest. I don't think he expected his plan to work.
I went right to work, dropping to my knees and unbuckled his pants. He seemed nervous. I pulled his pants down and his cock strained against his underwear. I took my index finger and traced over it. It flinched at my touch and he held his breathe. I continued this a few more times before sliding his underwear down and exposing his cock. It stood at attention, I good seven inches in length with the right amount of thickness. My right hand wrapped around it at the base. I stroked upwards allowing my thumb to run over the underside of his head and across the tip. He let out a low moan as his eyes became slivers.
After several minutes, precum started to form and I rolled it around the head. I took my other hand and massaged his balls which caused more moaning. He started swaying his hips back and forth in rhythm. This continued on for about another 10 minutes and I was surprised he hadn't cum yet. I was beginning to think I was losing my touch. I decided to up the ante. I opened my mouth and let my tongue glide over the tip. This caused him to look down at me in approval. I swirled the head with my tongue a couple more times and then engulfed it. I continued to strike his shaft while I sucked the head. His moans were becoming louder, but still no cum. I couldn't believe he was still able to hold back.
I stopped stroking with my hand at the base and slid more of his cock into my mouth. I could feel it pulsate as it moved past my lips. This was turning me on and I could feel that familiar dampness down below. I knew after I was down shopping that I was going to fuck the daylights out of myself before drifting off to sleep.
My lips touched my fingers that had encircled the base. I basically had him entirely in my mouth. "Oh that feels so wonderful. Jessica wasn't this good." I smiled knowing that he would be blowing his wad soon and that I was better than his ex. I slid up and down his cock increasing the pace each time. It wasn't long before I stopped and just let him fuck my mouth. His hips thrusted at me furiously. He placed his hand on the back of my head and I prepared myself for a deep cum unto my throat, which he was hitting the back of. I fought off my gag reflex as much as I could. To my surprise, he pulled out at the last second sending gushes of cum all over my glasses and cheek. A move that I was not happy about. If I knew he was going to facial me, I would have take my glasses off.
He mumbled out some meek apology in between trying to catch his breathe. Something about he didn't think I would be able to take it with him hitting the back of my throat. I stood up and turned toward the sink. I removed my glasses, turned the water on and started rinsing them off. He closed the gap and I could feel his whimpering cock bumping against my ass. I was no longer interested because of what had transpired. His hands were on my hips and I wiggled to try and break free. He took that as an invitation.
In one fluid motion, he dropped to his knees behind me pulling my pants down with him. "What are you doing?!" I exclaimed. He responded by tracing my puff lips through my panties. I'm sure the wet spot that had formed was more than I obvious. No matter what I could say or do, my lower half was now doing all of the talking. I muttered something else as he increased the pressure in his tracings. The next words out of my mouth now were moans. He did this a couple more times before pulling my panties down.
He put his other hand on my lower back as his way of telling me to stay bent over the second. Now he was running his finger from the front to the back of my pussy. My juices were flowing covering his finger. He added a second finger and then switched to using his thumb on my clit. I felt his breath across my ass as he lowered himself and began sucking on my lips. I felt like I was going to melt to his touch. He had me, what ever he wanted to do. The sucking on my lower lips from behind caused my clit to pull tightly against his thumb as he rubbed it back an forth. My orgasm was moments away.
He then traced his tongue up to my asshole. I've always been a fan of a little backdoor action. I felt his tongue probing me and then he placed both if his hands on my asscheeks. He gently pulled them apart allowing his tongue more access. I was rocking myself back against his mouth. I wanted something hard inside of me, I needed to be fucked. He then raised up and I felt his cock against my pussy. It was regaining its' strength and looking for a hole. He reached down and aimed in. It felt so good sliding into me. It was just big enough to fill every inch of me up.
Once inside, he held it there for a moment and reached up under my sweater. He freed one my breasts from my bra and began playing with my nipple. He set a quick pace of sliding in and out. With each thrust I was meeting him pushing back as hard as I could. We were both moaning uncontrollably. His thumb and index finger trapped my nipple causing it to be pulled as I pushed back against him. This only intensified the overwhelming orgasm that was now fast approaching. My breathe was sporadic and had cut off my moans as I raced to the finish. He was pounding against me as hard and fast as he could. His balls bounced against my clit finally throwing me over the edge. I came hard and repeatedly as he didn't let up on the assault. I orgasmed twice when he finally unloaded in me. That caused a much quicker but shorter orgasm, my third. If he hadn't pinned me against the sink I would have collapsed into a puddle on the floor. He pumped in me a few more times and fired off two more squirts that I could feel.
Once our breathing had returned to normal. He pulled out and I felt our juices run out me and start trickling down my leg. Some of it dropped directly out on to my panties. I put my glasses back on and composed myself.
"Thanks, that was far better than I could have ever dreamed," he said with a smile.
"Anytime," I replied and truly meant it.
We slipped out and back to the line without any notice. I'm sure the next person to use the family restroom would smell the sex that filled the air. When I got back home, my roommate passed out on the couch. She couldn't even make it back to her room. I laid in bed thinking about Dillion. It wasn't long before my hand ventured inside of my panties for one last go around. I used my new phone to surf some porn for assistance. Afterwards I had no trouble going to sleep.
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