The local supermarket

In the distance, you spot the local supermarket that you visited weekly. Deciding it's as good a place as any to explore, you glide down towards the entrance, whistling as you touch the floor. The asphalt feels warm underfoot after being in the sun all day. The sounds of trolleys clattering past fills the air as you make your way inside. Surprisingly, the automatic doors open for you despite your lack of existence. Sensors such as these may be the only things which take notice of your presence, though you can't begin to imagine why. It makes you wonder if animals and pets would be aware of you, but that's a test for another day.

Grinning at the security guard who does not acknowledge your naked form, you walk through the open doors and into the supermarket proper. Just as you expected, there's a large number of people in the area handling their weekly shopping, many of which are very attractive women. Idly strolling about to take in the surroundings and find a woman of your liking, you come across one in particular who catches your eye as she pushes her shopping cart towards the refrigerated goods area.

Altering your route, you follow along behind her as you scan her up and down and take her in. She has short brown hair in a stubby ponytail, a leather jacket, and a short skirt with black leggings underneath topped off with knee high boots. Stepping ahead and moving in front of her, you open up her jacket to reveal a loose fitting top. As you do so, she ignores your actions entirely, peacefully unaware as to what's happening as she continues peering beyond the glass doors into the fridges. It looks like she has a sizable bust underneath her top, something you confirm by cupping them through the loose material which turns quickly into a full on grope. Suddenly, she pulls away from your hands, leaving you in an awkward pose with your outstretched arms holding nothing in particular. With a confused blink, you look up and see that she's leaning into the fridge to grab something. Grabbing her item of choice, she stands back up straight, moving her breasts back into your hands as she tosses her product into her cart. You resume fondling her for a few more moments before deciding to check out what she took.

Reaching into the cart, you pull out the packaged smoothie that she's looking to purchase. Seeing that it's a flavor that you don't dislike, you crack it open and have a quick swig since it's been a while since you've last had a drink of anything. Paying no mind to your raiding of her items, she looks around idly, as if thinking about what else she needs. Finishing another sip, you smack your lips as you look between the smoothie and her chest. With a wicked smile, you momentarily put the drink back into the shopping cart as you move forward with a new plan.

Taking hold of the bottom edge of her top and pulling it up, you tuck it into her neckline, revealing her bra covered tits. You reach around and undo the back of her bra, then carefully slip her bra straps from her shoulders, tugging it down her arms to about waist height. You grin at her large pair of D-sized breasts as she stands there oblivious. It would seem that she no longer needs anything from the fridges next to her, but due to your actions, she has been prevented from moving forward. She simply stands patiently, waiting for nothing in particular as she drums her painted nails on the cart's handle.

Grabbing the smoothie again, you unscrew the cap and begin pour a little bit on her right tit, making sure to get some on her nipple. The drink still cold, you marvel as you see goosebumps appear on her chest while her nipple quickly stands to attention. Leaning forward, you lick your lips in anticipation and envelop her nipple with your mouth to suck the juice off. You leave your tongue on her nipple and pour some more juice on top. The sensation of the cold smoothie in contrast with her warm skin is surprisingly enjoyable. Being this close to her now, you've also noticed how good she smells, but that likely won't last for much longer.

Shifting your attention to her opposite nipple, you begin the process anew. Noticing that some of the juice you missed has dribbled down to her flat tummy, you follow it downwards, engaging in a long, sensual lick all the way from her torso to her navel. Her smooth stomach now clean, you stand up straight and look her in the eyes. She stares right through you with a bored look, but you take note of her flushed cheeks underneath her make-up. It's always a joy to see how a woman's body unconsciously reacts to your actions while her conscious self remains unaware.

Going down to her nipple one more time for another suckle, you turn her to the side so you can look around as you do. The aisle isn't terribly busy, but the few shoppers that are around are casually going about their shopping as if a woman wasn't being molested in plain view nearby. Satisfied with the crowd's response, you're about to bring your full attention back to the nipple in your mouth when a woman rounds the corner at the end of the aisle. Standing straight up to glance at her, you very easily notice her beauty. She's tall—about your height—with long, blonde hair in a pony tail. She wears a grey dress with a purple polo-neck underneath. She floats down the aisle in your direction, her movements almost graceful. Her black flats, matching her thick, opaque black tights, make next to no noise as she padded along. You decide that she is one for the taking.

First, though, you need to finish what you started. You free your sticky captive's bra from her arms and throw it into her cart, leave her juice-covered tits open for the world to see. Bending her over her shopping cart, you grab the waistband of her skirt and move your fingers into her leggings and underwear, pulling both down with some strength. A quick glance down into the space you made gives the impression that she has a nice, firm butt. No time for that now, however. Taking the smoothie carton in one hand, you pull the cap off and flip it upside down, keeping your thumb over the top. You stuff it down the back of the leather clad woman's skirt and let go of her clothing, her leggings and panties making a loud snap as they slap against her skin. You grin as you hear the satisfying "glug" of the carton empting its contents into the woman's nether-regions. You send her on her way with a strong smack against her now drenched ass, moving out of her way and giving her clearance to move. Her path cleared, she walks down the aisle with a relaxed smile on her face as a dark patch rapidly expands across her backside, the thick, gloopy fluid of the smoothie making its way down the inside of her legs. It seeps out of her leggings and dripping on the floor, making a very noticeable trail behind her that no one pays any attention to as she heads down into another aisle.

Turning around, you see your new target is just about to walk past you on the other side of the aisle. You stand just off to the side as she approaches and hold out your hand. It brushes over her own hand and runs along her arm as she walks onwards, oblivious to your touch. Your hand slides over her shoulder and up across her cheek, then around her head as you take hold of her pony tail. You feel it slip through your hand as she wanders away, silky and smooth—she must take good care of it, given its wonderful texture and feeling. Just as it is about to slip through your fingers completely, you grip it tightly and brace yourself. She takes a few more steps before her head is forcefully yanked backwards, stopping in her tracks and letting go of her shopping cart which continues on its course. With nothing to hold onto, her arms drop to her sides. Her facial expression has not shifted in the slightest despite the rough treatment; the passive look she wore before has now simply been redirected to the ceiling.

Strolling up to her from behind, you bring her ponytail to your nose, taking a deep whiff of her hair's delicious strawberry scent. Throwing her ponytail over her shoulder, you have a good look at her—she seems slim but not too skinny, her build somewhat fitting for that of a dancer or ballerina. It would certainly explain how she could walk without making audible footsteps. Moving your hands down towards her waist across her butt, you give her behind a little squeeze. She could do with a little more meat, but its small size, it's very shapely and isn't bad at all. As you caress her butt, you smile at her strange pose; head pulled back, hands limply at her sides, almost as if she were in a trance, yet no one looks at her strangely or pays it any mind.

Getting down on your haunches, you run you hands up and down her long legs. Even with flats, she's still nearly as tall as you are, so there is plenty of leg to feel. Moving your hands all the way up to right under her dress, you can't help but give her warm crotch a little rub before moving around to the back again to give her butt another little squeeze. Tugging down her tights, you pool them at her ankles and then slowly move your hands back up, repeating the process as you feel her smooth skin all the way. Her frilly pink thong covers next to nothing of her ass. Pulling it down, you peek under her dress and get your first look at her pink pussy lips. Wetting your fingers, you begin reaching up to insert them in, but right before you're about to feel her tight cooch, you're startled by a shout.

"Alice!"

Instinctively reacting as if you were about to caught for some crime, you flip down the woman's skirt and look around as you try to locate the source of the sudden cry. You spot another young looking woman with shoulder-length dark hair wearing jeans and a tank top moving towards the woman you are currently defiling, who is apparently called Alice. "It's so good to see you!" the woman continues. Alice had returned her gaze from the ceiling to look at the woman when she was first called, but upon seeing her, her bored expression quickly transformed into an upbeat one with a smile as she responded.

"Hey, Jess! Guess our grocery shopping falls on the same day of the week, huh?"

"Something like that," the brunette called Jess remarks with a giggle, not even so much as looking at her friend's leggings and panties around her ankles. "Man, I haven't seen you in a while, though! How's your semester at school been?"

These two girls clearly know each other well, but Jess hasn't acknowledged you or your actions to her friend. You decide to enjoy the moment, picking up were you left off while they idly chatter about miscellaneous topics.

"Ah, you know, school is school," Alice begins halfheartedly with a small sigh as you crouch down again and plunge your fingers into her pussy, enjoying the warm sensation of it. Sliding in and out a few times as she begins talking about her classes and one professor that she isn't too happy about, you gradually pick up the pace, fingering her quickly in front of her friend as she talked. You smile as you feel her folds moisten—much like the woman before, her body was reacting to the attention you were giving it, but you continued to be a ghost to her as she continued her conversation with her friend.

"So you ended up switching out of Organic Chem?" Jess questions curiously after a few minutes of you feverishly fingering her friend. Feeling your boner wanting to get in on the action, you stand up straight and pull Alice's dress up to her waist, showing her naked bottom half to anyone who wanted to look.

"Yeah, I just wasn't feeling it. Not with that old hag of a stubborn professor, anyway," Alice explains as you line your cock up with her pussy and push in. She loses her balance a bit, taking a step forward to rebalance herself as you thrust into her. You thrust once more, and again, Alice again moves forward. You decide that having her scoot forward every time you ram home is not conducive to what you want to achieve. Looking over her shoulder, you see that Jess is in the middle of explaining something as Alice nods along attentively, and an idea spawns in your mind that elicits a wicked smile from you.

Grabbing Alice by the hips, you move her forwards into Jess and then reach around Alice to grab Jess by the shoulders. Awkwardly, you begin to shuffle the pair to the side so that Jess has her back up against the fridge windows that you were at with the girl from earlier. With Jess planted against the frozen glass, you push Alice up against her firmly, causing their bodies to squish together and placing their faces less than an inch apart.

"If you do need a science course, I'd say go for Environmental Sciences with Professor Hubert," Jess explains, continuing the conversation even as she's pinned up against Alice—neither of them realize how close they've been pushed together, still talking normally with smiles on their faces.

Having set up a proper cushion with Jess' body, you start to ram into Alice's pussy from behind with a good amount of ****. She feels very tight as you plunge into her, her long pony tail falling over her shoulder and tickling your naked chest as it bounces about. You look over Alice's shoulder as you start some long, slow thrusts, making an effort to push them together as much as you can. Jess is much more well-endowed than Alice, giving you a nice view down her tank top from this angle as her boobs squish into Alice. With a smile, you bring your hand forward and slip the straps of the brunette's tank top down to her elbow, revealing the sides of her large, bare tits—the rest was covered by Alice's body as she was pressed into them. It seems Jess isn't one to wear a bra with a tank top. Between the sensations of Alice's pussy, the wonderful view of Jess' breasts, and the continued experience of making such an insane scene in public and having no one find it strange, you feel yourself climaxing.

"Oh, and if you need a Math course, just go for Statistics like everyone else does. It's really easmnmnpphmnffmnph..." you hear Jess say before her words slowly turn to a mumble, her speech becoming incomprehensible as Alice's lips are **** onto hers with the last few powerful thrusts you deliver into Alice's cunt pushing her into Jess even more. When their kiss breaks, they resume their conversation without missing a beat, holding no reaction towards their accidental makeout session—this occurrence hits an erotic sweet spot, bringing forth a powerful climax as you unload a bountiful load deep into Alice's womb with plenty of thick ropes of cum. Body shivering with pleasure as the cum keeps flowing, your orgasms continue to be far more potent than they ever were before.

With a satisfied breath of relief, you pull out, taking one last look at Alice's pussy with an almost absurd amount of cum leaking out of it before flipping her skirt back down. Alice is breathing somewhat heavily into Jess's face, but neither of them mention it as she continues nodding eagerly. The two women get a bit more breathing room as you move back, and with more space between them, you're able to enjoy the full view of Jess' curvaceous chest with her tank top straps still down at her elbows. An idea for a quick cleanup forming in your head, you step between them and pull Jess' tank top up over her arms, leaving her fully topless as you use the shirt to clean your member. With a shrug, you toss the tank top into the fridge behind her, figuring that she'll be fine with her tits exposed.

"I'm gonna go grab what I came for, but shoot me a text later and we can hang out, alright?" Jess closes her conversation with a smile before making her farewell and walking off in the opposite direction, her heavy tits swinging freely with every step.

"Definitely! See you, Jess!" Alice calls out before looking around briefly as she searches for her shopping cart. Seeing that it's collided with a display at the end of the aisle, she frowns as she sets off to retrieve it. With her leggings and panties still at her ankles, she's shuffling a bit awkwardly, something you have a small laugh at. All the same, seeing her walk around in public with her undergarments down and hot cum still dripping from her pussy is already getting you hard again.

With a stretch, you take up another idle stroll around the store as you leave Alice be. There's plenty more fun to be had here for sure, but you could find some form of fun anywhere you went, really...