When it comes to what I feel about my body, I'm always confident that my soft skin, my sweet ass, my tight waist with big apple-rounded breasts, and long, blonde hair will make a man looking at me and feeling that electric vibe of desire. I often surprise some men looking at my breasts when I go shopping or when I’m at a table in a restaurant. When that happens, I feel aroused and that’s why I rarely wear a bra. I'm proud of my firm breasts and perky nipples that you can easily spot through my thin shirts or t-shirts that I wear. 

It is this kinky mood that I have many times, like on one morning, when I decided to go to a nearby store to buy some groceries for breakfast. I woke up feeling a little bit naughty and my thong was a little bit wet from my dream. So I decided to wear something light: I just grabbed my “too-short” jeans shorts and my “onion-skin” white undershirt. When I grabbed my shorts on me, they barely covered half of my ass. I pulled them up and they kind of squeezed between my thighs. I felt, for a second, that a flood was happening inside my pussy and my thong, and even my shorts felt moist. I smiled in the mirror, looking how my nipples got hard from that beautiful sensation of the shorts squeezing between my thighs. I put my t-shirt on and I went to the grocery store, followed by looks from my 60 years old doorkeeper.

I got in the store, grabbed a basket, and started looking for groceries. The employees of the store were looking after my each move. I could feel their sexual tension, and I loved it. Looking for some milk I had to lean for a bottle. My shorts were very short, barely covering half of my ass and between my legs was just the thin string of my shorts and a thong. You can imagine, now, when I leaned in for the bottle of milk, what a view I offered to the clients and store’s employees. I realized too late and I continued to stretch after the bottle with my long legs a little bit apart. I felt the sights of others, but the most I felt was someone looking at me closer and not from the back, but from my right side. I looked up and a tall man in his mid 40′s was staring at what I later realized to be my breasts, naked with my nipples in plain sight. The undershirt was a large one and it unveiled everything for this gentleman.

I stood up, I smiled at him, a little bit embarrassed. My throat was dry and I kind of started to sweat. It was one of my neighbors, I met him before around the block or even in the elevator. Being with my husband I didn’t look at him, but I felt his looks on my butt and all my body. And now, here we are in the store, with him seconds after he just saw me half naked. I said “Hello, how are you?”. He responded back, feeling a little bit ashamed for his earlier looks: “Hello, I’m good, How about you?” In that moment I saw this man look between my thighs. I could see through his sweatpants that he got “commando” that morning. 

We started talking about the morning shopping at the store, about his wife, about my husband. When we were waiting for the cashier's desk he said, “Please, you go first”,  and he stood right behind me. So close that I could feel his big dick head between my buttocks. I moved a little backward while he was talking to me about his weekend plans with his family and I felt his entire big dick between my buttocks. In that moment I was so wet that I couldn’t hear anything of his weekend family plans anymore. We both paid at the cashier and we went towards the block.

I was walking a little bit upfront to let him see my ass, just turning around from time to time, and let him see one of my breast and my nipples that were pumping through my undershirt. We waited for the elevator, while he was scrutinized my long legs, my thighs, my ass, my tight waist, my daring breasts up till my lips. I couldn’t help to stare at his big hands and fat dick, looking him in the eyes from time to time and moisten my lips with my tongue. The bell from the elevator woke us up, I stepped in first and saw in the mirror that he was looking at my butt. I pushed the buttons for both of us, and I leaned down to let my grocery bag down on the elevator’s floor. I was leaning on just like I did at the store, but this time my ass was pushing on his dick. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me harder towards him.

I felt his hard dick between my legs touching my pussy lips and clit. “Uhh, I’m really sorry” he said after a moment and he let my waist go. I got up, turned around, and faced him. I smiled and I took his hand and put it between my legs, I pressed it harder until he could feel how wet I was. I could feel his rushing breath while his fingers were getting wet from my pussy juice. His fingers set aside my thong, got into my wet pussy. I sighed and started to move slowly my thighs while he went deeper and deeper in me with his fingers. I got my hand into his pants and grabbed his huge dick. I slowly started to move my hand up and down while he was moaning. I pulled off his pants to see his big penis and I continued to jerk him off harder and harder. I was so wet that my pussy juice was all over his hand and dripping from me on the elevator floor. That pussy juice dripping from my pink tight pussy and my hand jerking faster and faster his dick from head to bottom and back, made him burst in waves of sperm all over the floor and the elevator’s mirror. His dick was pulsating in my hand and his big balls just would not stop in shootings loads of sperm. I was so impressed feeling loads of cum on my hands and all over the floor that I came on his hand hard, trembling with his fingers deep inside my pussy and moaning loud in his ear.

We had made a big mess. When I got off the elevator I looked back and smiled at him. I saw that from that huge cock sperm was still dripping on his pants. Then I got into the apartment, I woke up my husband, and let him fuck me like crazy until I came again on his dick.

Eva Sasha