Fucking the Stock Man
I closed my eyes and pictured Stan, the stock man from the grocery store that I was crushing on. He was about a decade older than me, a bit heavyset, had a full beard, and wore glasses, which were some things that I found incredibly hot in a guy. I’d been checking him out for more than six months, since I started going to the store. I knew he’d never be interested in a middle aged trans guy but that didn’t mean he couldn’t be the star in many of my fantasies.
I let my mind wander as I slid my hand into my pants and started to rub my ‘magic button.’ It was time for bed and I wanted to get off so I’d be able to sleep well. And, to be fair, orgasms are awesome.
In my fantasy, Stan saw me in the canned food aisle and smiled as he walked towards me then took my hand and led me into the storeroom.
“No one is back here,” he whispered. “But we'll go into the office to be safe.”
“Safe for what?” I asked.
“Safe for me to pound your fat fuzzy ass.”
“What?!” My head started to explode. I never expected that this would actually happen or that he would know what my ass looked like.
“Did I not speak loud enough?” Stan asked.
“You did.”
“Then did I misunderstand your recent stories? Were you not talking about me?”
My face turned a bright red. “You … you read them?”
Stan stopped and laughed. “I guess you don't pay attention to who likes them.”
My mind raced. Which one was he? Then I mentally smacked my forehead. Stan had to be StockDaddy.
“I do, I just didn’t make the connection.”
Stan laughed again. “Do you really want me to pound your ass or was that just for the story?”
I smiled then leaned forward, as my lips touched Stan’s, I reached out and fondled Stan’s cock. After a few minutes of macking I pulled away from the kiss then whispered, “Yes, Daddy, I really want you to pound my ass.”
Stan grabbed my hand again and determinedly led me to the office, closing and locking the door behind him.
“Security camera?” I asked as I glanced up at the device.
“It has been broken for like three years, and no one is in any rush to replace it,” Stan said as he gave the camera the middle finger and waved it around. I laughed then pulled Stan to me and kissed him again. Stan eagerly returned the kiss.
He slid his hands under my shirt to find my moobs. His fingers quickly found my nipples and he pinched then twisted them. “Oh god,” I moaned against his lips.
He tugged hard on them as he drove his tongue into my mouth. My body was tingling all over and my ‘bonus hole’ was getting slick.
I moaned loudly as our tongues battled in my mouth and he continued to torment my nipples. He stepped back suddenly, his breathing heavy. “Turn around and bend over the desk,” Stan said gruffly. “I need to pound your ass.”
Goosebumps covered my body as I did what I was told. I folded my arms then rested them on the desk and put my forehead on my wrist. I waited for his next move, my body shivering in anticipation.
He reached around my waist to unbutton and unzip my jeans, then slid them down to expose my ass to him. “Ahhh, I have been dreaming about this moment,” he said as he caressed the soft skin. “It is so much better in-person than in your pictures.”
My face turned red again. I didn’t know how he had found me but it made me wetter to know that he’d seen my pictures. I was happy he couldn’t see the huge smile on my face as I heard his zipper move and his pants hit the floor and pooled around his feet.
Stan kicked my feet apart as he continued to massage my ass then he swatted both cheeks several times to get them nice and red. “Oh fuck,” I cried out with each swat.
He stepped closer and dipped the tip of his cock in my bonus hole. “Need to get lube and natural is the best,” Stan explained as he swirled the tip all around to get it nice and wet. He spread my ass cheeks with one hand as his other hand guided the tip of his cock to the tight rosebud.
“Oh yesssss!” he moaned as he pushed his cock into my ass. “So fucking tight!”
I gripped my arms as he moved inside my ass, using it for his pleasure. I whimpered as he fucked me harder and faster.
“I’m not going to last long,” he said. “I’ve been hard since you walked into the store and after reading all your fantasies, I’ve been needing to do this.”
“Please fill my ass with your cum,” I begged as I pushed back against him when he thrusted his hips forward. “Make me your bitch, Daddy.”
“Keep talking like that and I’m gonna have to take you home so I can fuck you even harder after I recover.”
“Tease!”
“Oh, I don’t tease, bitch boy. I’ll take you home, tie you to my bed and fuck you all night long with my toys and my cock. You’ll be sore for a week.”
“Oh fuck,” I groaned. That was more than I needed to hear. “I’m going to cum.”
“Cum on my fat cock in your ass,” he said as he slammed harder into my ass, his fingers on one hand gripping my hip as the other reached out and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling my head back. “Daddy wants to feel your ass squeeze my cock.”
He leaned over me and bit my shoulder at the base of my neck and sucked on the skin to give me a huge hickey, then he licked the spot and kissed it. “I’ve marked you now, you’re my slutty bitch boy.”
“Yes! I’m cumming, Daddy!” I cried out as my body shook from the orgasm that coursed through me. “Oh fuck, don’t stop fucking me.”
Stan let my upper body fall against the desk then focused on filling my ass, pounding me harder than I’d ever been pounded before. I knew I was going to have bruises on my upper thighs from how hard they were hitting the edge of the desk.
“Here … it … fuck … oh god … here it comes!” he bellowed as he shoved all of his cock into my ass and filled it with this hot sticky cum. He reached around me and rubbed my magic button. It didn’t take long before I started to cum again, harder than the first time.
“Oh god … yes … yes … don’t stop,” I begged as I continued to cum in waves. His limp cock slid out of my ass and he shoved two fingers into my bonus hole, fucking me hard.
When I stopped cumming several minutes later he rested his body on top of mine, pressing me against the desk. “Wow,” he said.
“Indeed,” I replied.
“Get dressed, I need to finish up but won’t be long. Wait for me at my car. I am not done with you tonight.”
“Oh god.”
“No, it’s ‘oh Daddy.’
“Okay, Daddy.”
I reached over to my bedside table and found my favorite dildo. I slid it into my bonus hole and bounced up and down on it. It wasn’t long before I was on the verge of cumming as I imagined myself pulling my pants up with his cum dripping out of my ass and causing a wet spot on my pants. I rubbed my magic button faster and my hips lifted off the bed as I came. I rode the wave until I was sore and exhausted.
I pulled the toy out and set it on the table to be cleaned in the morning. I rolled over and got into my sleep position hoping I’d be lucky and dream about him fucking me so when I woke up I could get off again with more wonderful thoughts of him using me as his toy.
I let my mind wander as I slid my hand into my pants and started to rub my ‘magic button.’ It was time for bed and I wanted to get off so I’d be able to sleep well. And, to be fair, orgasms are awesome.
In my fantasy, Stan saw me in the canned food aisle and smiled as he walked towards me then took my hand and led me into the storeroom.
“No one is back here,” he whispered. “But we'll go into the office to be safe.”
“Safe for what?” I asked.
“Safe for me to pound your fat fuzzy ass.”
“What?!” My head started to explode. I never expected that this would actually happen or that he would know what my ass looked like.
“Did I not speak loud enough?” Stan asked.
“You did.”
“Then did I misunderstand your recent stories? Were you not talking about me?”
My face turned a bright red. “You … you read them?”
Stan stopped and laughed. “I guess you don't pay attention to who likes them.”
My mind raced. Which one was he? Then I mentally smacked my forehead. Stan had to be StockDaddy.
“I do, I just didn’t make the connection.”
Stan laughed again. “Do you really want me to pound your ass or was that just for the story?”
I smiled then leaned forward, as my lips touched Stan’s, I reached out and fondled Stan’s cock. After a few minutes of macking I pulled away from the kiss then whispered, “Yes, Daddy, I really want you to pound my ass.”
Stan grabbed my hand again and determinedly led me to the office, closing and locking the door behind him.
“Security camera?” I asked as I glanced up at the device.
“It has been broken for like three years, and no one is in any rush to replace it,” Stan said as he gave the camera the middle finger and waved it around. I laughed then pulled Stan to me and kissed him again. Stan eagerly returned the kiss.
He slid his hands under my shirt to find my moobs. His fingers quickly found my nipples and he pinched then twisted them. “Oh god,” I moaned against his lips.
He tugged hard on them as he drove his tongue into my mouth. My body was tingling all over and my ‘bonus hole’ was getting slick.
I moaned loudly as our tongues battled in my mouth and he continued to torment my nipples. He stepped back suddenly, his breathing heavy. “Turn around and bend over the desk,” Stan said gruffly. “I need to pound your ass.”
Goosebumps covered my body as I did what I was told. I folded my arms then rested them on the desk and put my forehead on my wrist. I waited for his next move, my body shivering in anticipation.
He reached around my waist to unbutton and unzip my jeans, then slid them down to expose my ass to him. “Ahhh, I have been dreaming about this moment,” he said as he caressed the soft skin. “It is so much better in-person than in your pictures.”
My face turned red again. I didn’t know how he had found me but it made me wetter to know that he’d seen my pictures. I was happy he couldn’t see the huge smile on my face as I heard his zipper move and his pants hit the floor and pooled around his feet.
Stan kicked my feet apart as he continued to massage my ass then he swatted both cheeks several times to get them nice and red. “Oh fuck,” I cried out with each swat.
He stepped closer and dipped the tip of his cock in my bonus hole. “Need to get lube and natural is the best,” Stan explained as he swirled the tip all around to get it nice and wet. He spread my ass cheeks with one hand as his other hand guided the tip of his cock to the tight rosebud.
“Oh yesssss!” he moaned as he pushed his cock into my ass. “So fucking tight!”
I gripped my arms as he moved inside my ass, using it for his pleasure. I whimpered as he fucked me harder and faster.
“I’m not going to last long,” he said. “I’ve been hard since you walked into the store and after reading all your fantasies, I’ve been needing to do this.”
“Please fill my ass with your cum,” I begged as I pushed back against him when he thrusted his hips forward. “Make me your bitch, Daddy.”
“Keep talking like that and I’m gonna have to take you home so I can fuck you even harder after I recover.”
“Tease!”
“Oh, I don’t tease, bitch boy. I’ll take you home, tie you to my bed and fuck you all night long with my toys and my cock. You’ll be sore for a week.”
“Oh fuck,” I groaned. That was more than I needed to hear. “I’m going to cum.”
“Cum on my fat cock in your ass,” he said as he slammed harder into my ass, his fingers on one hand gripping my hip as the other reached out and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling my head back. “Daddy wants to feel your ass squeeze my cock.”
He leaned over me and bit my shoulder at the base of my neck and sucked on the skin to give me a huge hickey, then he licked the spot and kissed it. “I’ve marked you now, you’re my slutty bitch boy.”
“Yes! I’m cumming, Daddy!” I cried out as my body shook from the orgasm that coursed through me. “Oh fuck, don’t stop fucking me.”
Stan let my upper body fall against the desk then focused on filling my ass, pounding me harder than I’d ever been pounded before. I knew I was going to have bruises on my upper thighs from how hard they were hitting the edge of the desk.
“Here … it … fuck … oh god … here it comes!” he bellowed as he shoved all of his cock into my ass and filled it with this hot sticky cum. He reached around me and rubbed my magic button. It didn’t take long before I started to cum again, harder than the first time.
“Oh god … yes … yes … don’t stop,” I begged as I continued to cum in waves. His limp cock slid out of my ass and he shoved two fingers into my bonus hole, fucking me hard.
When I stopped cumming several minutes later he rested his body on top of mine, pressing me against the desk. “Wow,” he said.
“Indeed,” I replied.
“Get dressed, I need to finish up but won’t be long. Wait for me at my car. I am not done with you tonight.”
“Oh god.”
“No, it’s ‘oh Daddy.’
“Okay, Daddy.”
I reached over to my bedside table and found my favorite dildo. I slid it into my bonus hole and bounced up and down on it. It wasn’t long before I was on the verge of cumming as I imagined myself pulling my pants up with his cum dripping out of my ass and causing a wet spot on my pants. I rubbed my magic button faster and my hips lifted off the bed as I came. I rode the wave until I was sore and exhausted.
I pulled the toy out and set it on the table to be cleaned in the morning. I rolled over and got into my sleep position hoping I’d be lucky and dream about him fucking me so when I woke up I could get off again with more wonderful thoughts of him using me as his toy.
2 years ago
LOVE the sound of that!