charles-smythe
May 16, 2016, 6:07 PM
Can’t Take Her Anywhere
Part-1-of-1
Over the years, Georgette has developed a real love of sucking cock. And the thing is that she doesn’t care when or where, as long as she gets it. She seemed to need at least three or four cocks a day, besides mine. We go shopping a lot but usually just window-shopping because of our money situation.
Georgette and I were at a mall one day and looking around. We had a little money to spend so we were each going to buy something.
I’m sure that everyone is familiar with the round racks of clothes on the sales floor of most department stores. Some are a little higher than waist high and have clothes hanging on them that goes all the way to the floor. Well, we were in Penney's and I was looking at stuff in the men’s department.
Even though Georgette was next to me, the several other guys that were, as usual milling around the department looking at stuff were all discretely checking her out.
Well, I don’t like to brag but Georgette is an absolute knockout with her five foot five inch tall petite body, her shoulder length kind of a strawberry blonde hair that frames her gorgeous face with its perfect alabaster complexion. There isn't a flaw on it. I’ve seen guys stare all day into her lovely cobalt blue eyes and never get tired of looking at her beauty.
Her breasts are nothing more than average, about a thirty-six C, but like the rest of her they're perfect too. Her lovely breasts are firm and full, the type that men are always dying to caress, squeeze and of course suck on.
Today she had on her faded Daisy-Duke cut offs and a wife-beater t-shirt, no bra and some sandals.
Sensing their interest, Georgette slowly moved away from me.
Then while we were browsing separately a couple of guys struck up a conversation with her and she pointed me out as her husband. They seemed nervous and were looking for an exit when I came over and said, “Hi.”
.
“Hi man,” they returned, both still nervous.
Georgette always gets really breathy and hot and her nipples got hard at just the thought of sex and she was in that condition now. Her nipples were shining like headlights. The guy and his friend stared at her and I wondering what was going on.
One tried to change the subject. He said, “I need some swim trunks but I’m not sure what size to get.”
Moving closer to him, Georgette’s hand went to his crotch. When her fingers wrapped around his cock he couldn't move, he just froze. I could see that she was massaging his cock through his pants. After a couple minutes of fondling she said, “I bet it’s a size eight at least.”
We were near one of those round racks that had stuff hanging to the floor…trench coats I think. When Georgette started to unzip his pants the guy stammered, “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to measure you better,” she said.
“Here in the fucking store?” the guy whispered, red faced.
.
“Yes, right here,” chimed Georgette as she went down to her knees and backed into the clothes. With his cock still gripped in her hand, she pulled him closer.
So here he was red faced, standing close to the rack his front concealed in the clothes rack. The poor guy was awe struck; he couldn’t believe that Georgette was on her knees with his cock into her mouth.
He was silent, but his eyes were rapidly opening and closing. When they were opened, you could see them rolling in their sockets. I laughed when his friend said, “This is hot man, I can't believe it’s happening.”
I should have warned them that my wife needed to suck at least one cock every couple of hours or so, but this was too much fun. Shaking my head, I thought to myself, I just couldn’t take her anywhere.
The guy just stood there, knees weak, holding on to the rack for support. Then he got a strange look on his face and it was obvious that he was cumming and that Georgette hidden in the clothes was slurping up his cum.
He was still holding on to the rack and managing to stand up straight when Georgette's head popped out from between the clothes. With a big smile, she motioned the other guy to her trap.
With a big grin, he rushed forward and took up his position while his friend and I faked talking so as to not attract store personnel.
With remarkable dexterity, she started to unsnap and unzip his jeans so his enormous erection could spring free.
“Oh my god, this one is hung,” uttered Georgette lustful.
He nearly gasped out loud as Georgette started to lovingly kiss the side of his cock.
As he moaned, “Uuuugh,” in sudden pleasure, she started to lick the length of his cock with long strokes, obviously aware of and enjoying, the effect she was having on this stranger.
Her red tongue danced slowly up and down his swollen cock, teasing him, unleashing his passions.
Suddenly, boldly, Georgette encircled the head of his cock with her moist, full lips. The magnitude of the unexpected pleasure seemed to be too much for her new friend to bear. Franticly he thrust wildly with his hips, driving his shaft deep into her mouth.
Then she started working her magic on his cock with her hands and mouth. The guy almost lost his balance several times, but he hung on to the rack and stayed erect. It took over fifteen minutes for Georgette to coax his cum from the treasured cock in her mouth but finally she did, it was all he could do to hold in his moans and groans.
Then one of the salesmen came over. “So what is going on here guys?” he asked suspiciously. He couldn’t see Georgette, even though he was very close to the place where Georgette was down on her knees.
We all smiled, “Oh nothing, just talking.”
“Well, you need to move on okay, no loitering.”
Then he gave a startled look,
"What the hell?" is all he said as he looked down at Georgette lowering his zipper. “What the fuck,” he stammered, “Now, what the fuck?”
We were trying not to laugh too loud but Georgette had managed to get his cock out and was gazing, dreamlike, at his erection.
Slowly, Georgette reached for it and wrapped her fingers around it.
With hypnotic fascination she stroked it lovingly, caressing its length. After a few moments, she withdrew her hand and before he knew what was happening, she slipped his cock into her mouth. We laughed because his cock in her mouth was now keeping him quiet.
We could see him weaken as she took care of his cock.
He finally almost melted when he unloaded into her hot mouth.
Then her head poked out of the clothes, “Come on honey,” she said to me, “You need to do something about that erection too.”
I stepped up and she expertly took care of my hard cock.
And not a minute too soon. It had been that way for well over the half hour that I’d spent watching these men get relief from her magic mouth.
She finally stood up, her shorts were soaked with her pussy juice and her wife-beater t-shirt was showing her very hard nipples and her face was flushed red from her pleasure.
As she smiled at all the guys, the salesman looked at her, and breathless said, “Damn lady, you’re hot.”
“Then I can come here anytime and shop for cock?” she asked him innocently.
“Sure,” he told her.
“Good, what days do you work?”
He told her and she said, “I’ll be back then, make sure you have lots of customers for me to suck.”
“Lady, half the fucking store employees will be here for you.”
“Great, lets go,” as she took my hand and lead me towards the exit. “I wanna go to Sears now.”
”Okay Babe,”
As we got to the other end of the mall and we walked into the Sears, we saw immediately that they were having a big sale and that the men’s department was really busy.
Georgette’s eyes literally glazed over with lust at the sight of all those good lucking guys in one place. With a husky voice, she murmured, “See ya later,” as she hurried away towards her quarry.
“Damn,” I thought with a chuckle, “I can’t take you anywhere.”
The end…
Part-1-of-1
Over the years, Georgette has developed a real love of sucking cock. And the thing is that she doesn’t care when or where, as long as she gets it. She seemed to need at least three or four cocks a day, besides mine. We go shopping a lot but usually just window-shopping because of our money situation.
Georgette and I were at a mall one day and looking around. We had a little money to spend so we were each going to buy something.
I’m sure that everyone is familiar with the round racks of clothes on the sales floor of most department stores. Some are a little higher than waist high and have clothes hanging on them that goes all the way to the floor. Well, we were in Penney's and I was looking at stuff in the men’s department.
Even though Georgette was next to me, the several other guys that were, as usual milling around the department looking at stuff were all discretely checking her out.
Well, I don’t like to brag but Georgette is an absolute knockout with her five foot five inch tall petite body, her shoulder length kind of a strawberry blonde hair that frames her gorgeous face with its perfect alabaster complexion. There isn't a flaw on it. I’ve seen guys stare all day into her lovely cobalt blue eyes and never get tired of looking at her beauty.
Her breasts are nothing more than average, about a thirty-six C, but like the rest of her they're perfect too. Her lovely breasts are firm and full, the type that men are always dying to caress, squeeze and of course suck on.
Today she had on her faded Daisy-Duke cut offs and a wife-beater t-shirt, no bra and some sandals.
Sensing their interest, Georgette slowly moved away from me.
Then while we were browsing separately a couple of guys struck up a conversation with her and she pointed me out as her husband. They seemed nervous and were looking for an exit when I came over and said, “Hi.”
.
“Hi man,” they returned, both still nervous.
Georgette always gets really breathy and hot and her nipples got hard at just the thought of sex and she was in that condition now. Her nipples were shining like headlights. The guy and his friend stared at her and I wondering what was going on.
One tried to change the subject. He said, “I need some swim trunks but I’m not sure what size to get.”
Moving closer to him, Georgette’s hand went to his crotch. When her fingers wrapped around his cock he couldn't move, he just froze. I could see that she was massaging his cock through his pants. After a couple minutes of fondling she said, “I bet it’s a size eight at least.”
We were near one of those round racks that had stuff hanging to the floor…trench coats I think. When Georgette started to unzip his pants the guy stammered, “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to measure you better,” she said.
“Here in the fucking store?” the guy whispered, red faced.
.
“Yes, right here,” chimed Georgette as she went down to her knees and backed into the clothes. With his cock still gripped in her hand, she pulled him closer.
So here he was red faced, standing close to the rack his front concealed in the clothes rack. The poor guy was awe struck; he couldn’t believe that Georgette was on her knees with his cock into her mouth.
He was silent, but his eyes were rapidly opening and closing. When they were opened, you could see them rolling in their sockets. I laughed when his friend said, “This is hot man, I can't believe it’s happening.”
I should have warned them that my wife needed to suck at least one cock every couple of hours or so, but this was too much fun. Shaking my head, I thought to myself, I just couldn’t take her anywhere.
The guy just stood there, knees weak, holding on to the rack for support. Then he got a strange look on his face and it was obvious that he was cumming and that Georgette hidden in the clothes was slurping up his cum.
He was still holding on to the rack and managing to stand up straight when Georgette's head popped out from between the clothes. With a big smile, she motioned the other guy to her trap.
With a big grin, he rushed forward and took up his position while his friend and I faked talking so as to not attract store personnel.
With remarkable dexterity, she started to unsnap and unzip his jeans so his enormous erection could spring free.
“Oh my god, this one is hung,” uttered Georgette lustful.
He nearly gasped out loud as Georgette started to lovingly kiss the side of his cock.
As he moaned, “Uuuugh,” in sudden pleasure, she started to lick the length of his cock with long strokes, obviously aware of and enjoying, the effect she was having on this stranger.
Her red tongue danced slowly up and down his swollen cock, teasing him, unleashing his passions.
Suddenly, boldly, Georgette encircled the head of his cock with her moist, full lips. The magnitude of the unexpected pleasure seemed to be too much for her new friend to bear. Franticly he thrust wildly with his hips, driving his shaft deep into her mouth.
Then she started working her magic on his cock with her hands and mouth. The guy almost lost his balance several times, but he hung on to the rack and stayed erect. It took over fifteen minutes for Georgette to coax his cum from the treasured cock in her mouth but finally she did, it was all he could do to hold in his moans and groans.
Then one of the salesmen came over. “So what is going on here guys?” he asked suspiciously. He couldn’t see Georgette, even though he was very close to the place where Georgette was down on her knees.
We all smiled, “Oh nothing, just talking.”
“Well, you need to move on okay, no loitering.”
Then he gave a startled look,
"What the hell?" is all he said as he looked down at Georgette lowering his zipper. “What the fuck,” he stammered, “Now, what the fuck?”
We were trying not to laugh too loud but Georgette had managed to get his cock out and was gazing, dreamlike, at his erection.
Slowly, Georgette reached for it and wrapped her fingers around it.
With hypnotic fascination she stroked it lovingly, caressing its length. After a few moments, she withdrew her hand and before he knew what was happening, she slipped his cock into her mouth. We laughed because his cock in her mouth was now keeping him quiet.
We could see him weaken as she took care of his cock.
He finally almost melted when he unloaded into her hot mouth.
Then her head poked out of the clothes, “Come on honey,” she said to me, “You need to do something about that erection too.”
I stepped up and she expertly took care of my hard cock.
And not a minute too soon. It had been that way for well over the half hour that I’d spent watching these men get relief from her magic mouth.
She finally stood up, her shorts were soaked with her pussy juice and her wife-beater t-shirt was showing her very hard nipples and her face was flushed red from her pleasure.
As she smiled at all the guys, the salesman looked at her, and breathless said, “Damn lady, you’re hot.”
“Then I can come here anytime and shop for cock?” she asked him innocently.
“Sure,” he told her.
“Good, what days do you work?”
He told her and she said, “I’ll be back then, make sure you have lots of customers for me to suck.”
“Lady, half the fucking store employees will be here for you.”
“Great, lets go,” as she took my hand and lead me towards the exit. “I wanna go to Sears now.”
”Okay Babe,”
As we got to the other end of the mall and we walked into the Sears, we saw immediately that they were having a big sale and that the men’s department was really busy.
Georgette’s eyes literally glazed over with lust at the sight of all those good lucking guys in one place. With a husky voice, she murmured, “See ya later,” as she hurried away towards her quarry.
“Damn,” I thought with a chuckle, “I can’t take you anywhere.”
The end…