The Erotica of Al X
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Summary: Two strangers have sex in a van in a parking lot.
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"In The Parking Lot"
by Al X
Driving home from work, I stopped off at the grocery store. I didn't want to go shopping - it had been a stressful and tiring day - but I need to pick up supper. As I worked my way around the salad bar, I saw her. She was in her thirties, with a pretty face and black hair, and her eyes had a sparkle that captivated me. And then there was her ass. She had a nice round butt, the kind I love.
She looked kind of frazzled, as if she was having the worse day of her life, and she probably didn't realize that her pants were so sheer that her panty was clearly visible. As she strolled her cart past me, I stared at her ass in that red panty. I was in heaven.
I hurriedly finished scooping my salad and then walked through the store in a path that followed hers. I picked up a few items, but my purpose was solely to follow her and soak in the view. She didn't notice me; she was in her own little world. She was so stressed that she dropped a box of cereal; when she bent over to pick it up, I wanted to run over and run my hands over that delicious ass of hers. But, of course, I didn't.
We walked through the store, and exchanged a smile when our paths crisscrossed. Later we checked out at different counters and I left the store figuring I'd never see her again. Outside, I put my grocery bag in my car, then walked to the coffee shop next to the grocery store. As I fixed my coffee, the door opened behind me and in she walked, carrying two bags and her purse. I took my time stirring my coffee, all the while stealing glances at her. When her drink was ready she juggled her bags, purse and coffee, and walked to the door. Again I checked out her panty through those white pants.
When she tried to open the door, one of the bags spilled over. I hurried to her side. "Here, let me get that for you," I said as I reached for her bag.
She looked confused, almost like she was about to cry. I took her bag, then leaned down and picked up the half dozen items that had spilled onto the floor. "I'll carry it to the car for you," I told her.
"No, you don't have to." I don't think she would normally have let someone do this, but she was overly stressed out today.
"I don't mind. I'm going that way anyway."
She returned my smile and seemed to relax. I opened the door for her, and followed her outside. We walked side by side and she started to open up, telling me how bad her day was. She was just over a cold, she was having job problems, nothing had gone right that day. I just listened, and offered consoling smiles.
"I couldn't even get a good parking spot," she told me. "The place was packed when I got here." Her van was parked in the now-empty back section. It was a bit of a walk, but it was nice to be able to spend time with her. We had an instant connection. She was pretty, and once she relaxed, she was fun to talk to.
When we reached her van, I held both bags while she fished in her purse for her keys. "You're too kind," she told me. As she took her keys out, she accidentally dropped them on the ground. She cursed, then bent down to pick them up, giving me got another eyeful of her butt. I think she caught me staring, but she didn't say anything.
She opened the hatch and as she leaned inside to set the bag down, it seemed like she took her good old time. All the while she displayed her butt to me. "I need to make some room," she explained. She took the second bag from me, and again leaned in and gave me a great view of her butt. This time she turned her head and caught me.
I felt embarrassed, guilty. "Sorry, I didn't mean to, uh, …"
But she didn't mind. "No, it's OK," she said, "Sometimes it's nice to have someone notice you."
"Well, you're hard NOT to notice." I wasn't sure how she would take this, but I said it anyway: "You look really sexy in those pants."
By now she was standing up. She turned her back to me. "These old pants? I just threw them on."
"They're great pants!" I got bold. "There so sheer. You can see your panty through them."
"You can?" I could tell by her expression that she was enjoying this, that she felt good having my attention.
I reached over and ran my finger along the panty line.
She looked around to see if anyone could see what we were doing. But we were alone in the parking lot, her van parked away from the store. "And you find that sexy?"
"Very much," I said with a smile. I touched her bottom with my palm and ran my hand over her cheeks. She turned her back fully to me and reached up to hold on to the hatch door. I moved closer, and placed my other hand on her bottom, and began to massage her ass through her pants. "You are an incredibly sexy woman."
"I don't feel very-"
"Sh!" I kept rubbing her. My face was in her hair now, my mouth near her ear. I moved my hands to her hips and pulled her back until her ass pressed against my erection. "Can't you feel how sexy I find you?"
She moved her ass up and down against me. "God, you're hard!"
"That's what you do to me. You get me hot."
"You're getting me hot, too."
I moved my fingers up under her coat, and soon they caressed her breasts over her shirt. "I want to take you right here, right now." I squeezed her breasts. "To feel what it's like to be inside you." My mouth found her ear and nibbled on it. I pressed my groin into her butt, my cock fully hard now. "Would you like that? To feel me inside you?"
"Yes, I want your cock inside me." She gyrated her hips up and down. Her breathing was unsteady and rough. "But we can't, not here."
I moved one hand down her belly, then slipped it easily under the waistband of her pants. It rubbed her pussy over the panty - she was so wet already. "Are you sure?" I teased. I rubbed along her crack and felt her lips open up. I started kissing her neck. "Right here in the back of the van. No one will see us. No one will know. Imagine us, you and I…" My hand reached under the leg band of her panty and soon my fingers explored her pussy. "How do my fingers feel inside you?" I asked as my middle finger slipped inside her.
She let out a gasp. "God, that feels good." She spread her legs a bit to give me better access. "Finger me, please."
When my thumb reached her clit, I asked: "What else do you want inside your pussy."
She was on fire now. "Your cock. I want you to fuck me. Please."
I turned her around. My mouth found hers and as we French-kissed, I kept fingering her. I was on fire as well, and I broke the kiss. "Get in the van." She sat on the edge of the van, and as she scooted backwards, I held the waistband of her pants, sliding her pants down her legs. I joined her inside the van, and closed the hatch behind me. She leaned forward and opened my pants, pulling them and my underwear down to my knees. She put both hands on my cock and stroked it.
She laid back with her legs spread, her pants and red panty wrapped around her feet. She held up her legs and I pulled off her pants and threw them aside. Her panty now hung around her one ankle. I was too excited to remove my pants; I left them wrapped around my ankles as I knelt forward. I licked her ankle, her calf, her knee, her thigh. I hurried through this, but slowed down as my tongue found her shaved pussy. I licked all around her groin, then began to lap up her wet pussy. I gave her long licks, from the bottom of her lips up to her clit, and heard her getting hotter. She let out small moans and lifted her ass up in rhythm to my tongue.
"Come, fuck me," she told me, pulling me up by my head. My mouth was covered with her juices and I wiped my chin against her shirt, rubbing my face against her breasts. I didn't kiss her; I just licked her neck as her hand found my cock and guided me inside her. We were on the van floor, surrounded by grocery bags, and I slowly started thrusting inside her. She reached behind me and grabbed my ass cheeks, speeding up my rhythm.
My cock was hard and pumping fast inside her, this perfect stranger. We were both starting to sweat, and the van was surely rocking. I reached my hand under her shirt and began to fondle her breast. "I'm going to cum inside you," I told her. "I want you to cum, too"
"I'm so close."
"Rub your clit for me. Get yourself off."
I lifted my torso up a bit and she slid her hand down to rub her clit, getting herself closer to orgasm. My cock went in and out, in and out, and I could feel her vaginal muscles opening and closing, opening and closing. She started moaning, and she lifted her head and placed her mouth on my neck, muzzling herself. I was lost in her hair, the smell of her perfume, the feeling of her pussy, her hands on my ass, and soon I was cumming deep inside her.
And I thrust a few more times, while she let out a low moan, and then out bodies slowly relaxed. And then we just lay there, two strangers in a van in a deserted parking lot.
THE END
Written during December, 2006 / Revised January 31, 2007
The author welcomes your comments and suggestions for future stories.
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