Madeline Stewart pulled her SUV into the grocery store parking lot. It was after midnight. She’d gotten into the habit of shopping late at night during the last couple of years. There always seemed to be so little time to get everything done. Besides it was nice to have some alone time after the kids and her husband had gone to bed.
She thought about her life as she slowly pushed her cart through the nearly deserted aisles. She loved being a mom; it was just that between working full-time and taking care of the house she didn’t feel she had enough quality time with her kids, let alone for herself.
Her husband helped some but worked even more hours than she did. Their relationship had changed as well. She couldn’t remember the last time they’d had more than an hour alone together. For that matter, she could barely remember the last time they’d had sex.
That was yet another thing it seemed there was never time for. It wasn’t just him; the truth was they’d both lost interest. It wasn’t that she’d lost her sex drive, or even her attraction to him, it just seemed like there was always something else to do or think about. Her need for sex may have actually grown; they say a woman’s sex drive continues to grow until her mid-thirties, an age just around the corner for Madeline. In the shower in the morning, in the tub, or sometimes when she stayed up late with a book, those feelings would surface.
Two or three times a week she’d take some extra time in the shower. Madeline laughed to herself, when she was younger she’d never been able to have an orgasm while standing up. That certainly was no longer the case. When she did get to soak in a bath or stay up with a book, she always ended up masturbating. She probably had more orgasms per week now than she’d had earlier in their marriage, but what was missing was the intimacy of contact, the excitement of it.
Madeline wasn’t sure if it was her thoughts or if she was walking down the freezer aisle, but she was suddenly aware that her nipples were achingly hard. She wore no bra over her smallish breasts and the nubs were scraping against the material of her knit shirt as she moved. Maybe tonight will be one of those nights, she mused and then concentrated on the last few items on her list.
Her mind was on the next day’s activities as she wheeled the buggy toward her SUV. As she reached her car Madeline was vaguely aware of the older model sedan that was parked next to her, pointed in the opposite direction. A streetlight overhead illuminated both cars.
As she loaded the bags into the back of her car Madeline glanced into the other car. Light streamed in through the windows, and she could see that the front seat was unoccupied but that someone was sitting behind the driver’s seat. It was a male and something about his demeanor caused her to do a double take.
He looked to be a teenager, slumped down in the seat, his head rolled back slightly, and his eyes closed. She was struck by a decidedly sexual expression on his young face.
The thought came to her that he was on the receiving end of a blowjob. She thought grimly that at least someone was getting some. She quietly closed the back hatch of her car and moved between the two vehicles toward her driver’s side door. Madeline assumed that her movement right outside their door would startle them and glanced over to confirm this. There seemed to be no reaction, and she continued to glance into the car as she carefully opened her door. With some surprise, she realized there was no one else in the car and that the young man’s hand was moving in his lap.
Just another lonely person, she thought to herself. Madeline felt slightly amused as well as somewhat titillated. Climbing into her seat she couldn’t keep herself from looking down into the car from her heightened angle. The light from the streetlamp clearly illuminated his lap, while by just moving her head slightly she could still see his face.
He was young, she guessed around eighteen. What really got her attention however was his suddenly illuminated penis and the hand moving slowly up and down on it. Despite her estimation of his age, he was quite well-endowed; the shaft appeared to be long and thick, and the flared head, almost the size of a small lemon looked, in this light, almost purple in color.
Madeline swallowed hard and her hand fumbled while trying to insert the key in the ignition. She looked away but her eyes were drawn back. It was the first hard cock she’d seen in ages, and frankly, it was a very nice one. There was no harm in looking, was there? Besides, the boy was in a public place. I bet if he’s not done before his parents come out, he’s going to be in a world of trouble, she thought as she stared at his moving hand.
He continued the same long, slow strokes with a look of concentration and pleasure on his young face. A sudden sparkled reflection showed at the tip of the fat head, and she realized that he had just secreted a drop of pre-cum.
Her mouth was suddenly very dry. She realized once again that her nipples were distended and hard. She was sure they’d relaxed since she’d left the freezer section, but they were very definitely not relaxed now.
The keys were in the ignition, but she hesitated to start the car. That would surely startle him, and I’m sure he’d die of embarrassment, she reasoned, as her eyes returned to the masturbating boy. Maybe I should let him finish, that would be the most considerate thing. Besides he surely can’t last much longer, she thought as she watched that hand moving up and down the thick shaft.
He seemed to have picked up the pace slightly and Madeline tried hard to swallow as she watched. A small jolt ran through her body, and with surprise, she realized her hand was on her left breast. Her fingers had flicked across her hard nipple through the material of her shirt.
She tried unsuccessfully to wet her lips and continued to watch him, pretending not to notice as her right hand slid up under her shirt to cup her breast directly. The contact felt great but brought her back to reality. Reluctantly she removed the offending hand from her shirt.
What the hell am I thinking? She carefully placed both hands in her lap. But even as the thought crossed her mind, her eyes drifted back to the boy.
It was a warm evening and she had left the house wearing shorts. She was decidedly warmer now as her hands turned over in her lap, the fingers straying down onto the bare skin of her inner thighs.
He was definitely stroking himself more quickly now and Madeline found herself wondering how long he could possibly last. The way I remember it, eighteen-year-old boys cum in about two minutes, she thought, as her fingers began to play with the hem on the leg of her shorts. The shorts were baggy, and it would be quite easy to slip fingers up the leg. As the thought was formed in her mind it was carried out by her hand, and suddenly she was touching her swollen labia through the thin material of her panties.
My god, it feels hot down there! A few seconds later a finger was hooked in the leg band of her panties, pulling the crotch aside as her other hand closed over her sex. Madeline was stunned at how wet she was.
Once she had touched herself, she couldn’t stop and was soon actively masturbating. She kept her eyes on the boy’s face or his cock as she fingered herself with one hand and returned the other to her breasts, pulling the front of her shirt up and over them.
At first, she was on the lookout for anyone approaching, but as her body’s need took over, she was soon too far gone to pay attention. Her orgasm was rapidly approaching. The boy was literally pumping his hand up and down that glorious cock. His face was a mask of lust and anticipated release.
Madeline’s fingers were flying on her clit as she watched the young cock explode. The first thick rope of his cum set her off as her body began to shudder in release. After just briefly closing her eyes when the first wave hit her Madeline kept him in sight, watching him send cum everywhere. Even when he finished her pussy continued to contract and she closed her eyes again to revel in the feelings.
Basking in the glow of an intense orgasm for several moments Madeline finally opened her eyes again as she slowly came back to her senses. The boy had shifted positions, moving across the back seat, and turning to face the window and therefore, her. He had removed his pants entirely and had one leg stretched out toward her on the seat. Madeline was astounded to see that his cock remained rock hard, his cum glistening on the fat head. As she watched his hand, once again closed around the shaft, and began to move up and down.
Finally looking up at his face, Madeline, with shock, realized that he was looking at her. She quickly pulled her shirt back down over her exposed breasts. The boy, however, changed nothing, continuing to masturbate as he watched her. Her eyes again drop to his cock.
Despite her embarrassment, Madeline found herself marveling at the boy’s stamina. My god, I bet he could fuck all night long! With that, she was suddenly aware of her own continued arousal.
Baffled at her own actions Madeline couldn’t make eye contact with the boy but found it impossible to break her focus on his cock and hand as he masturbated. She still could not bring herself to start her car and pull away. Her fingers found their way back inside of her shorts.
After several moments of watching each other, the boy suddenly moved back across the seat and opened the door between their cars. He then scooted across the seat until he was leaning back against the opposite door. It was a clear invitation and Madeline was amazed at the confidence of this youngster.