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Lilly

It was 5:30pm on a Friday and the rush at the local grocery store made Lilly dread her day a little more . “I hate people” she muttered as she adjusted her makeup in the mirror and fixed her hair. She slipped her black high heels on, unbuttoned her top and made her way into the store. One of the workers there always tried to get her attention.”Hi ma’am, nice day today!” She smiled as his eyes always dropped to her huge cleavage. She always gave him something extra to look at. He was in his early 20’s, nerdy and probably virgin. His cock always got hard when she stood close to him and he always found a way to get a better peek. She glanced over to the meat department and it was crowded so she started at the other end at the wines section, her favorite place in this town. She loved browsing all the wines they carry. The owner Tom told her he designed it to look like his late wife’s favorite wine cellar. She liked most of the wines they stocked but she knew where he placed his favorite wines. A small thank you to his favorite customers. She slowly made her way to the small corner where she checked her list of the wines she had already tried.

She let out a short scream that was quickly muffled by big hands as they pulled her into a janitors closet. “Lila, don’t yell” the deep voice whispered in her ear and she instantly put a face to the voice. “Mark, What the fuck” the room was pitch black and she could feel him breathing heavily on her neck. “Don’t you miss me?” He said tugging on her hair exposing her neck. He was always very dominant over her body… fuck she missed that. “No, don’t touch me!” She wiggled around trying to free herself from him but deep down she didn’t want to be free His strong arms wrapped around her body so tight. She loved struggling and fighting him off, his big hands fighting for her body, to taste her lips, her nipples, it was the best forplay she has had, even though she didn’t want to admit it to him. “I saw you walking in the store and I didn’t want to get close to you but you had to come down this aisle. Who fucking starts grocery shopping on this end of the store?” She mumbled “of course even how I grocery shop is wrong”

“ENOUGH!” He feel back onto a counter and pulled her onto his body. Her legs fell beside his hard cock. She had spent so many nights thinking about his thick cock and how they would go for hours, always wanting more from each other. He reached between her legs feeling her wet pussy through her lace thong. “MMmmm…. Are you going to be a good girl for me?” He asked licking her ear and slipping a finger inside her hot pussy. She moaned as he stroked her g-spot. He always knew where to go. “I miss hearing you scream my name.” Finger fucking her faster he slapped her ass with his other hand making her scream. He reached for her shirt and ripped it open, the buttons falling to the ground he reached for her bra hook and snapped it off pulling her bra off. His mouth watered feeling her breast fall between his face. He leaned in and wiggled his face in them. The scent of her perfume intoxicated him. He lifted her on his lap and with one hand cuffed her small wrists behind her, exposing her to him. “I wish I could see your body right now”

The door handle jiggled and a soft knock followed,”Is someone there” Tom called out. “Hi Tom, it’s me Lilly. Sorry I will be right out my shirt buttons popped off and I ran in here to hide.” She said hitting Marks hand away from her pussy. “That must have been the scream they heard. I’ll go get you a shirt. Stay there i’ll clear the area.” Tom shouted at the door. He walked back to the front of the aisle where a crowd had formed and he waived the door greeter over. “Stand here make sure no one sees her.” Tom said placing him in front of the crowd. “All right everybody nothing to see, someone spilled a bottle of wine that’s all”

When Lilly couldn’t see him she threw Mark out of the closet and closed the door behind him. “Hey how did you get past me” Shouted the greeter. “Don’t take your job too seriously there kid he said rubbing his hair and winking at him” Mr. Tom came running back with a store uniform shirt. “Lilly, here is a shirt I believe this is your size.” She couldn’t find her bra and she knew Mark took it. She opened the door and Mr.Toms eyes feel at her breasts. Her shirt was unbuttoned and her large breasts were very difficult to contain with one hand. “Here I think this should do the trick.” Never looking away. She leaned into him and kissed his cheek. “You are a lifesaver, Mr.Tom. I owe you” She noticed his bulge in his pant grow bigger and she winked at him, turning to remove her shirt and put the uniform shirt on. She turned back around “How does it look?” She asked, fixing her long hair. The white polo did nothing to hide her nipples, he could make out the light pink color of them and he wanted to touch them. Clearing his throat he managed to say “It looks fine”.

She made her way down the aisle and the greeters jaw dropped. Every step she took her breasts bounced making his cock hard. She stood right in front, leaning on his body and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you for your help.” She slipped her button up shirt on to cover her nipples and walked out the door wishing…hoping.. Mark would be there.

Pleasure 


Does sex always have to be satisfying for both people? Does climax always have to happen for there to be an end to it? 

Sometimes it’s hard to go through it all knowing you’re not even going to “finish” at the end. Most of the time I don’t and it leaves a lot to be desired. 

Quickies soon became our regular sex and passion was not anywhere to be found. 

I would say I’ve always been an observant person and if I saw that my person was not enjoying it like they should I would try a little of everything. I don’t know how more obvious I could be at times even when telling him. 

Then he expects me to be ready for it. No foreplay and he rubs dry  (ouch). It has made me have an active imagination about sex. What I wish I could have, what I need him to say to me every now and then and hey a spank just because would really set the mood fast with me. 

Sex

I’m not going to lie when I say that I really thought getting married would let me get laid… a lot… 24/7. I have a very high sex drive and I really wished it was like I imagined it would be.

I want him to want me, really want me because that’s when the real sex happens. You discover each other so intimately that you just know what they love and want in bed. 

I’ve been honest with him about what I want and I’ve never said no to something he wants to try but he’s made me feel like a weirdo after sex sometimes. Like if asking him to spank me is weird. It’s fucking hot but it’s not like I’m  into it until I’m bruised. I just like the whole manly power thing. I think it’s from me always having to initiate so I fantasize about him being in charge. 

I’ve given him hour long bj’s and then he just turns around and falls asleep. I don’t get touched most of the time and when I do it’s just your most basic touch that it just really kills the mood.

I need passion and for him to put some thought into sex. I’ve given up on him being “romantic” because he says that’s just not his thing but then what about sex? Can’t you try at least? 

Five years after being married I would have thought I’d have a closet full of naughty costumes, lingerie, toys, heels. Is that so hard to ask for?