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CHAPTER FOUR

Though she spent all morning shopping, that was the furthest thing from Mona Sanders' mind. As she browsed through her favorite shopping center, her thoughts were totally on last night's drunken activities and the vivid memory of Don Jackson's cock.

God, she was horny!

It was almost a physical pain, recalling that monster prick of his and the way it had felt slithering between her cuntlips. His had been the first cock she'd had in years, and Mona couldn't get her mind off it. Even as she went through the motions of picking over an item here or there, she was remembering Don's fat tongue and hot breath. He'd gobbled at her cunt like a starving man, then sheathed that magnificent prick of his in her cunt as if it was the last pussy in the world. He'd pistoned in and out of her, grunting and sweating, pumping her to sweet, forgotten peaks of ecstasy as his massive cock erupted its load all the way up her pussy, geysering again and again.

With a start, Mona realized she was creaming. Her pussy was drooling its syrupy juice, collecting at the crotch of her panties and trickling down her thighs under the prim dress she'd worn.

Blushing fiercely, she glanced guiltily about as if the crowded storeful of shoppers could sense her horniness.

But, of course, no one had noticed, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Last night's experience with Don had done something more to Mona than merely give her the taste of cock she'd had in years. It had untapped a reservoir deep inside her, releasing a flood of emotions she'd almost forgotten could exist. Why else would she be standing here in the middle of a busy shopping center, juicing up lather and daydreaming about cocks?

And it wasn't going to get any better just standing around, either.

Embarrassed by her blatant horniness in public and eager to return home, Mona got in line at the checkout counter. She hastily paid for the various odds and ends she'd plucked up without really noticing.

"Help you with your bags, Mrs. Sanders?"

The youthful voice beside her made Mona jump. She glanced at the familiar, smiling teenaged boy who stood poised before her in a white shirt, tie and jeans, ready to scoop up the two large sacks she'd unthinkingly filled.

"Oh my…" Forcing a nervous laugh, she eased his quizzical expression. "Did I buy that much? Well, I guess I could use some help at that. You don't mind?"

The boy grinned wider, reaching without hesitation for the two bags. "No, ma'am, that's okay. If you'll just show me the way to your car, I'll take care of these for you."

She caught the glint of his name badge as he picked up the bags and waited obediently, still smiling.

"Thank you, Chuck. That really would be a help, after all, if you don't mind the walk. I'm afraid I parked rather far away."

Obviously, Chuck was eager to please the attractive customer. He shook, his head even before she'd finished speaking, making his long blonde hair sweep across his forehead. "I get paid for that, Mrs. Sanders. It's no trouble at all, really."

"Well, all right."

Mona led the way, relieved that she didn't have to lug those heavy bags herself.

She'd parked in a secluded section of the parking lot, away from the bustle of the other cars, roaring in and out. As Chuck followed with the armloads of groceries, she could feel his gaze flicking across the snug rump of her dress. Mona had always been one to enjoy an admiring gaze, but this was affecting her even more than usual. Her pussy tingled with luxurious delight, drenching itself afresh with juicy excitement at that stare.

Damn that Don Jackson, anyway! He'd done this to her, made her so horny that now she was actually flirting with teenaged boys! Damn him, and that big, lovely, fucking prick of his, too!

When they finally reached the car, Chuck's voice came from behind her with a slightly disappointed note.

"Is this all I can do for you today, Mrs. Sanders?"

He opened the back door, tearing his gaze from her voluptuous body, and began to unload the sacks.

"Well, that's all I can think of," Mona said, hiding a smile. "Here, let me go around to the other side. Those things are pretty loaded, and I'd like to be some help!"

Rounding the car, she leaned in to work a grocery bag into a position where it wouldn't fall over on the trip home.

Across from her, Chuck gasped.

"Is something the matter, Chuck?" She glanced up to see him gaping at her over the back seat. It took a fleeting instant before she realized the truth and blushed.

Though Mona had chosen a decent enough dress, the light material was no match for her pendulous tits. Her big tits dangled before him in all their confined glory, thrusting against the bodice as if on the verge of bursting free.

That realization took her by surprise. She barely had time to recover from the initial shock when he answered hesitantly. "Uh, nothing Mrs. Sanders. It's just… I mean, I never saw… that is…"

He swallowed, reddening shyly under his mop of gold hair.

It was a temptation she couldn't resist. A small, wicked smile tugged at her lips, and her dark eyes glinted with a mischievous gleam at the grocery boy's nervousness.

"Why, Chuck, what's wrong?" Faking an expression of perfect innocence, Mona looked from his flushed face down to her tits, then back again. "You don't mean I've actually embarrassed you, do you? Haven't you ever seen a woman's tits before, darling?"

Chuck gulped again, turning redder than ever at being found out. "I… I wasn't looking at those, Mrs. Sanders! Uhhh, not much, anyway, just… oh, hell, I never saw any like yours before, anywhere!"

The words seemed to burst out of him, despite himself. Chuck tried to tear his gaze away, but he couldn't. The sight of Mrs. Sanders' voluptuous tits was just too good to miss, and the fact that she didn't appear the least bit shocked urged him on. With wide, unblinking eyes he took in her huge, dangling tits, knowing that they would be snatched away in another instant as she straightened up.

However, Mona didn't have the slightest intention of ruining the boy's view. Still leaning forward, she felt her cunt ooze with new heat at his stare. The bags lay on the floor of the car so that they wouldn't fall over and, abruptly, she found herself giving in to an emotion that had been building inside her all morning.

When she spoke, her voice was husky. "DO you really mean that, Chuck? You actually like my tits? Here… would this help you decide?"

Without warning, she dipped her fingers into the gaping cleavage, creaming wildly at her own boldness.

Chuck's jaw dropped when Mrs. Sanders abruptly pulled one of her mammoth tits right out into the open. Hefting it out of her bra, she let it quiver in her palm, thrusting out completely bare and jutting toward him.

His eyes bulged… and so did the crotch of his jeans, hardening to painful stiffness as he took in her big tit resting in the woman's hand.

"Ohhh," he managed, gulping. "Oh shit!"

The last thing Mona would've expected this morning was to find herself leaning into her sown back seat at her favorite supermarket, displaying her tit to an astounded grocery boy. But Chuck's admiration, combined with the unleashed hungers Don had stirred within her last night, all had their effect. She was frothing up a juicy torrent of cunt cream at his stare. Suddenly determined to show this teenaged boy much more than just a fleeting glimpse of tit, she quickly scooted onto the back seat and closed the door. At the same time, she deftly reached up to unfasten her dress and bra.

The material slumped loosely. An instant later, Mona sat curled in her back seat with the dress hanging bunched at her hips, both tits free and swaying before him.

"Now," she gasped slightly, holding both her tits up to his astonished stare. "You can look all you want, darling. I don't mind, since that seems to be what interests you most! But if you're going to look, the least you can do is come here, instead of standing out there gaping, where practically anybody can see!"

Chuck licked his lips, unable to believe what he was really seeing. Mrs. Sanders' tits joggled in front of him, their rounded pink areolas peaking up into twin blossoms of erect nipples. Without pausing to consider, he clambered hastily into the car, practically leaping forward for a closer look.

It was his eagerness that made him slip. One of Chuck's knees landed on a bulging sack of groceries, and the bag gave way. Unexpectedly, he found himself sprawling forward in an abrupt lunge, his face smacking straight into a large, pillowy tit. She gave a startled sound of surprise. Somehow her nipple seemed to pop between his open lips, and his mouth closed automatically.

"Mmfff!" he choked.

They both gasped, Chuck with shock and Mona with delight. Her nipple sprang eagerly into his warm moist mouth, tingling with pleasure. She grabbed handfuls of his soft, fine blonde hair, pulling his face against her tit.

"Why, Chuck, I… I never knew you were so hungry for my tits! Come on, darling, suck them all you want, since that's what you're after. Suck them for me, yes… yes."

It happened so abruptly that Chuck couldn't have resisted if he'd wanted to. Overwhelmed by the large stiff-nippled tit thrusting into his mouth, he began to suck. His ups closed over her rigid bud, tasting its bumpy texture. He was pulling his cheeks in and out, milking at her fat, quivering nipple with a need that overcame his astonishment. Lying sprawled over the back seat atop Mrs. Sanders, with both her big tits shoving at him for attention, he gave a horny whimpering growl of released lust and sucked ferociously.

"Oh, oh, my goodness, that is nice!" Mona couldn't have been more pleased by the abrupt turn of events. She arched up in a spasm of pleasure, uncurling beneath the teenager's trim young body. "Yes darling, that's just right! Suck me! Oh, my God, you are a hungry little baby! Faster, faster!"

Obeying greedily, he did just that. His body wiggled between her thighs, and the feel of his hard-on made her gasp. Mona's hands flew down to his crotch, fingers rippling across that bulging stiffness and fumbling hastily at the snap of his pants.

"Muhhmm…" Chuck moaned in sheer gleeful frenzy as he slurped at the tit shoved in his mouth. The sensation of having Mrs. Sanders' big nipple thrusting between his lips engrossed him totally. He barely felt her fingers plucking at his jeans as he switched from one bloated nipple to the other.

A moment later, Mona had his pants torn open, and she was fishing out his prick. They both gasped when Chuck's cock sprang free, huge and bobbing with rigid attention.

"Why… why, Chuck!"

Mona blurted out her renewed surprise as she wrapped a hand around one of the biggest cocks she'd ever known. Though not quite as huge as Don Jackson's enormous prick, Chuck's cock had to be at least a close second. It surged into her fist as he groaned and wiggled furiously. His meaty fuckshaft trembled with an engorged, aching need that had her cunt gushing warm juices all over her drenched panties.

That pulsing, inflamed young cock was too much a temptation to miss. Her dress had slid up to her thighs, and Mona tore at her panties now, ripping, them out of the way. Fabric ripped as the flimsy material gave. A fresh burst of cream leaked from her flared pussy. In the next moment, it was bare and splayed before Chuck's reddened cocktip.

Grasping his cock firmly, Mona hunched up. Chuck lurched as well, sensing the older woman's horniness. His prickhead gouged against her oozing cuntlips, then instantly slid between them.

"Ahhhhh!" Mona writhed upward, plunging onto inch after spearing inch of the teenager's prick until it was totally sheathed inside her. Sucking her distended nipple with all his might, he gave a small moan as his fuck shaft sank inside the first pussy it had ever filled. Luxuriating in the feel of having his cock sliding into a real cunt, he began to hump back and forth.

"Oh… oh, God, baby," she purred ecstatically, pulling her legs up and out as far as they would go in the cramped back seat as his strong young prick fucked rhythmically in and out of her cunt hole. "Do it, fuck the daylights out of me with that sweet cock of yours! Give it to me, honey, give it to me good! Oh, baby, yesss!"

Chuck let out a throaty groan as his prick was sucked into the brunette's greedy cunt. Her sopping pussy muscles clamped tightly around its swollen base, milking it as she undulated beneath him. Her hands clutched his tight young asscheeks, her fingernails digging in frantically.

"Tha… that's it, lover, oh, honey, now you're doing it!" she squealed as the teenager pistoned back and forth, still clinging to the slick nipple in his mouth. "Stick it to me, fuck me right out of my mind, baby! I need your prick! Annhh! Aaaahhhh!"

She wailed in pure delight, pumping up on his ramming cock with every ounce of need that had built up in her all morning.

Suddenly, Chuck reared back, gasping for breath. Her slickened tit plopped from his lips, and he let out a long hoarse grunt. "Oh fuck, Mrs. Sanders! Ohhh, fuck!"

The whole back end of the car was bouncing with the intensity of his thrusts as he drilled her cunt with every inch of his prick. Her pussy made slushy sucking noises as he stroked in and out. Her glistening tits bobbled under his heaving chest, her pink nipples thrashing in a frenzy as she lunged up to meet him.

By this time, neither of them would have cared if everyone in the parking lot stood gaping at Mona's rhythmically shuddering car. For the first time in his life, Chuck was really getting a piece of ass, and from one of the most gorgeous women he'd ever waited on. His cock ripped in and out of her silky cunt. The boy was determined to go on fucking her, no matter who saw.

As she soared to climax on his hard, driving prick, Mona would've been glad to fuck forever. Chuck felt his balls tingle with a surge, and he burst out a frantic, heaving breath.

"I'm gonna cum! Take it, Mrs. Sanders, take my cock up your pussy so I can shoot my jizz in it! Oh, fucking shit, you're sucking it right out of me! I… I can't hold it. Aaaahhhhhh!" Twisting down with a last panting lunge, he exploded.

"Guuuhh!" she cried out with fresh joy as hot spurts of cockcream jetted up her seething pussy, plowing her to orgasm in blast after blast. Chuck crashed down atop her, smothering his face between her big tits as his load of jism was sucked from his balls.

For what seemed to be hours, they clung like that, caught up in mutual completion.

At last, the boy's drained prick slipped from her overflowing cunthole, and he seemed to abruptly realize where he was.

"Oh… oh shit!"

Chuck rose, peering outside at the rows of parked cars nearby. No one seemed to have noticed, but he was suddenly scared of getting caught. Hurriedly hitching up his jeans once more, he glanced down at her.

Mona smiled, seeing the teenager blush all over again as he watched his load of jizz seep from her drooling cunt. "Uhhmm, that was nice! Do you have to go back to work so soon, darling? I might need a bit more help, once you give me a moment to catch my breath."

Chuck's expression wrenched in a mixture of fear and lust as he gazed down at her nude body, clad only in the dress bunched about her hits. "I gotta go, Mrs. Sanders. But… I mean, any time you need some more help like today, just let me know! Any time at all!"

He scuffled out of the car, then headed back to his job, trying fervently to comb his hair, smooth his rumpled clothes and fix his tie all at once.

Momentarily satisfied, Mona sighed. Well, what had she expected? How could any teenaged boy compare to Don Jackson, after last night?

But still, on a lonely, horny morning like this, it was certainly better than nothing!

That fact soothed her a bit as she drove home. And the feel of his cum dripping from her cunt was a pleasant reminder as well.

During the whole trip home, she was smiling.