Goodwill Fucking

At twenty-five, I hadn't made love in many weird places that night I went into the local Goodwill looking for some fall clothes. It was forty-five minutes to closing on a Sunday night. The store had emptied except for a few shoppers milling about.

My heart kicked up a beat when I rounded the corner toward the dress shirts and saw her standing there flipping through some jeans.

She couldn't have been more than twenty-two years old, short and petite. Her blonde, shoulder-length hair first caught my attention. My eyes scanned down her tanned neck and across her back, ensconced in a black t-shirt listing Metallica tour dates.

Two round, perky little butt cheeks stared at me through a pair of acid-washed, skin-tight jeans pulled up high on her waist and secured by a black leather belt. Her athletic little thighs tapered down to a pair of black ankle boots.

Her peripheral vision caught me walking by and looking at her. She turned toward me with a pair of piercing blue eyes. I noticed a bit of a smirk on her thick, juicy lips — busted.

But I too smirked as her eyes left mine and scanned downward across my large, muscular frame. My dark blue jean jacket stayed open just enough for her to see two large pecs and some abdominal humps, wrapped in a skin-tight black t-shirt.

A tight pair of dark gray chinos made sure women could see my respectable bulge and legs of iron, sculpted by frequent, hilly runs.

We kept stealing glances at each other over the racks. I met plenty of hot young women at Goodwill, but here was my rock goddess. I took a deep breath and walked over.

"Follow me to the changing rooms," was all I whispered into her ear before planting a kiss and a nibble on her soft lobe. I assumed she looked at my tight, muscular ass as I confidently strode away.

The changing area was mercifully devoid of other people. I walked into the largest room, and twenty seconds later she knocked. I ushered her in and threw our clothes aside.

Our lips connected like magnets and churned with our heads. My hands ran down her back to that thick booty and squeezed. She ran her hands across my broad chest and down my chiseled abs, a smile spreading on her face as she explored her new toy.

I kneeled, my face brushing down across her perky B-cup tits and flat stomach. My hands unworked her belt, button and zipper. I motioned her to face the bench and closed in behind on my knees, now face to face with one of the finest asses I had ever witnessed.

I pulled her jeans down around her hourglass hips and those thick butt cheeks, revealing a pair of black lace panties. I hauled those down her legs, her bottoms falling around her ankles, and buried my face in that beautiful ass.

My tongue burrowed like an ice cream scoop along the velvety walls of her pussy. My lips sucked in her sex. My hands gripped her ass cheeks and pulled her deeper into my face.

She wailed overhead while my tongue furiously corkscrewed inside her cunt. My lips sucked her pussy like a plunger cleaning a clogged line. I lapped up her pussy juice and twisted my tongue inside her.

I licked upward along her taint and started circling her puckered little asshole. My tongue bunched into a point and drove the first inch or two in, bringing her wails to a new octave.

I pegged her ass for another thirty seconds before releasing my face and standing up behind her panting body. She looked back at me with an innocent smile, desperate for my cock as I started unbuttoning my pants for the finale.

I pulled my chinos and underwear down around my knees. My cock sprung out like a thick, tan stick of salami with a bulbous, oversized head. I grabbed and guided it in between her butt cheeks to that sopping-wet pussy.

She whimpered when I bucked my hips and buried the first several of my eight inches inside her. Her pussy lips stretched around my girth like a glove being peeled off a finger as I pulled out. I thrust in harder. Her pussy collapsed inward as I buried myself to the hilt inside this little blonde beauty.

Once she had taken it all, I started steadily pumping the entire shaft in and out, faster and faster, gripping her hips. Her moans grew to a high-pitched whine. Her hands pressed against the wall.

I leaned down onto her back, bear-hugging her and savagely thrusting upward like a dog mounted on his bitch. My hands ran up under her shirt to her perky, B-cup tits, pinching and twisting her nipples through her bra.

She turned her head toward me with a wide-eyed gasp and a gaping mouth. Her voice rose yet another octave as she started to peak, wailing in ecstasy.

I could feel things get wetter around my cock and started plunging into her as fast as my hips would move. The rush suddenly started building in my loins as I relentlessly stabbed in and out of her tightness.

Five more seconds, and my cock started pulsing inside her pussy. Frothy remnants of my seed soon mixed with her juices draining out all around my shaft, still plunging in and out like a piston on a red-lining engine.

We hugged, kissed and fucked through several waves of ecstasy. We didn't care that everyone left in the store had probably heard us. Our only concern was our two taut young bodies locked in an orgasmic daze.

We dressed, forgot the clothes and awkwardly walked past the few people left in the store. They stared at us in disbelief. All we could do was smile and giggle at each other, thinking of all the fun we were going to have.