Wal-Mart encounter


The fact that you can buy everything in Wal-Mart is
amazing.  Now you can shop for groceries while your
car is being serviced or have your pictures printed
while you get a haircut.  I never expected to find sex
there though.

My wife said goodbye to me for a week to go visit her
sister who was in the hospital for a minor operation. 
So there I was left all alone to fend for myself, and
what do guys do when alone and need to eat?  Lots of
microwaveable things!  My wife being the kitchen wiz
that she is, never keeps much microwave stuff in the
house, so when I was hankering for a burrito I decided
to run up to Wal-Mart and check out what they had
going in the frozen food section.  

It was a Sunday afternoon and the place was pretty
busy.  I perused around the store a bit before hitting
the frozen food aisle.  I threw the usual hot pockets
and hungry man meals into the cart, but when I got to
the burritos there were two young women standing in
front of the door.  They had tube tops on, well
supported by their breasts, both were tan, one blonde
the other reddish hair.  I walked up to the door and
said excuse me and opened the door.  I heard some
snickering from behind the glass, and when I emerged
again they were staring at me.

"Hey, so do you like to have fun?"  The blonde said. 
I replied "Sure."  They snickered again and the
red-haired one gave me a yellow plastic tab.  
"Go to the third fitting room stall and give this to
the person in there."  To say the least I was a bit
amused by this action.  I thanked them nonchalantly
and walked away, cart in tow.  I was in line to check
out when I made the decision to go over and see what
was up.  Would I be mugged or killed?  Was this some
weird ploy to wrangle me into some infomercial for a
new product?  As I walked over I pondered these
things.  

Finally I made it to the fitting rooms and to my
surprise no one was around.  Odd I thought to myself. 
I walked back to the third stall, and opened the door.
 Sitting on the bench was a well-groomed woman about
45.  "Hello.  Did my girls give you a fright when they
talked to you?  I bet they did their approach is
always so sinister."  I was taken aback.  Who was this
lady.  "Well, in any event, I'm Dee and you;re the
lucky one today.  I run this undercover brothel here
in the fitting rooms.  Are you interested?"  Normally
it would be a flat out no.  Obviously one has to be
careful of hidden cameras and other such survellience
and in a major retailer even!  But today wasn't a
normal day.  My wife was out of town and after being
married for 10 years you begin to itch for some fresh
experience.  Nervously I said sure and she led me back
out into the hall of the stalls.  "Ok, well you have
your choice.  In room 1 is Bianca."  She swung open
the door and there sitting on the bench was a
beautiful blonde co-ed.  Rosy cheeks and a nice rack. 
"Moving along we have Isadore, she's from Jamaica." 
Isadore was amazingly beautiful.  Dark complexion,
hair that went down her back.  "Ok, and finally we
have Pattie in 4."  Pattie was a cute girl with a
round face.  Chubby, large tits sitting in her sweater
and big thighs that rolled down to her finely
manicured feet.  "So what have you?  Which girl?"  Of
course the obvious choice was Bianca but I had
experienced enough of a hardbody as my wife was a yoga
and gym nut.  Isadore was hot as well, but something
drew me towards Pattie.  I had never been with a
larger girl before.  I said "Pattie" and I was shoved
into the stall.  She asked me if I was a cop which I
promptly said no, and then told me to pay her $50.  I
pulled out my checkbook and quickly wrote out a check.
 Then she instructed me to strip.  I did so and stood
there naked to her sitting in front of me.  Before I
could think anything she began to lick my cock, I
could feel my cock starting to enflame, pushing
against her chubby cheeks.  She sucked and stroked
until I had reached my full length.  

To my delight Pattie stripped next and on display
before me was a mouth watering BBW.  Her tits sagged
from the weight at what I estimated to be at least F
cups.  Her large areolas fed into blue veins that ran
the length of her tits.  She smiled and rubbed her
crotch which was completely unshaven.  Her stomach was
large and quite a difference from my wife's pert body.
 Down her legs to those feet which were so finely
manicured.  She stroked my cock to keep me hard, not
that I needed it, and instructed me to finger her clit
and pussy.  As I reached down between the mound, I
felt her hair begin to get wetter as I progressed
closer.  Soon I touched her clit and she sucked in a
breath and moaned a little.  I moved my finger down to
her pussy lips, and pushed one finger in.  She was so
wet I didn't need to coax her pussy at all into
letting me in.  I inserted another finger and started
to fingerbang her.  Soon she was swooning
and moaning her breaths making her tits jiggle.  After
10 mins of ravenous fingerfucking on my part she
looked at me and said to stick my cock into her ass. 
She swung her hips around and bent over.  Her bulbous
ass in the air.  She continued to finger herself as I
slick licked my palm and wet my cock for entry.  Her
asshole had been fucked before several times so it was
no problem to slid my hard cock into it.  We started
to gyrate in succession and soon at a good trot both
of us were panting and moaning at the height of sexual
happiness.  Her tits made a slapping noise as I
slammed into her more and more my cock was enveloped
by that asshole of hers.  I couldn't take it anymore
and finally I cummed into her leaving a nice creampie.
 She too immediately climaxed as I pulled out, my cum
running down to her awaiting pussy lips.  

We said our thanks to each other and dressed.  I
walked out to the cool air of the store, my groceries
now partially melted.  Off I went to the lines to
check out, refreshed.  As I walked out to my car, I
looked up at the sign and silently whispered to
myself, "you trully are the home to all my shopping needs."