happy accidents

Veronica felt the young man's gaze roam her sexualized form, frustrated that he was in her way. She just ignored him and focused on the shelves, finding what she needed slightly above their heads. She stretched to grab it, moving carefully in case Jezebel tried something with this guy around. She was thankful for the heels giving her more height, but she still had to strain to reach. She glanced at the stranger, hoping he'd be a gentleman and help.

The man could not believe the sexy woman who had approached him and gotten his attention. He had noticed her walk in and immediately saw the confident way she carried her tasty looking curves. She must love the attention if she dressed like that for groceries. Here she was, inches from him, and he couldn't help but stare at her tight, juicy ass supported by eye-catching heels and painted-on jeans. His focus was brought to her bouncing chest as it approached eye level. She was daintily reaching for something above their heads, popping one heeled foot in an attempt to stretch farther. She looked like a pin up model with her brightly made up face and sexy, teasing wardrobe. He stepped back in shock, blushing as he gave her more space, but that seemed to only elicit a cute pout from the sexy stranger.

Stacy gave the man a frustrated look at his ignorant gawking and decided to be a little more blunt. "Could you grab that for me?" She requested, pointing to the box out of reach. She grimaced as she felt her arm brush past her unfamiliar bosom, and bit her lip to avoid another aroused sigh from brushing her sensitive tits. She watched him nod slowly, still not making eye contact with her. She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, unknowingly lifting her heavy tits for him. The straining fabric allowed for a faint view of cleavage if he focused. He reached for her chosen cereal, and she found her head angle downward, her gaze drawn to how his toned midriff was exposed by the rising hem. She felt a sudden shiver of cold run across her chest and through her squeezing thighs, causing her to look down in panic. She finally noticed how much she was presenting her tits to the man, and how obviously her nipples were now showing through. She uncrossed her arms in surprise, releasing them to gravity's whim. He dropped the box in stunned distraction, and it lay between the two of them.

The man felt his dick growing as this slutty shopper bobbled her tits for him. Her gorgeous face showed coy shock, before she bent to pick it up. She definitely knew what she was doing as she kept her legs straight and bent at her narrow waist. His eyes roamed down her slender back to the whale tail rising out of her jeans; he could have rolled a quarter all the way from her neck to her crack. She placed the cereal in her handcart and rose back up slowly, giving him ample time to ogle her ass cleavage before showing off her chest cleavage. "Thanks." She gushed to him, before turning around suddenly to leave.

Stacy was frustrated by how incompetent this man was in front of a beautiful woman as she reached down to grab the box, making sure she did it how she wanted to. As she rose back up, she felt a stabbing cramp in her neck, forcing a more steady, delayed straightening. She saw he was still checking her out, so she gave a quick thank you before turning to continue shopping. Before she could take a step, another muscle spasm caused her to stumble back. She yelped as she felt the pervert's straining bulge against her thick ass cheeks. The sicko was even grinding against her; she felt his strong hands through the tight denim and had to admit how good his touch felt. She looked over her shoulder to chew him out, but only gaped in shock at what she saw.

The man was gaping just as shocked at what the woman was doing to him. After she turned, he assumed she was leaving, but she quickly stepped back and pressed her pillowy ass against his hard cock. Before he could say anything, he felt her hips sway and pop to milk his cock to full arousal. She threw her hair over her shoulder to make eye contact, her painted mouth a panting O of lust. He kept his hands half raised in surrender, allowing her to lead. As suddenly as she started, she pulled herself away, scurrying out of view without looking back.

Stacy had never felt so humiliated. She ducked into the closest empty aisle, leaning against the shelves while she caught her breath. As she did, she felt her neck tighten and a satisfied laugh pour from her controlled lips. "Did you think it'd be that easy?" She heard Jezebel mock. "My powers are beyond your comprehension. If you had cooperated, I would have treated you with such care. Now you are no more than a vessel." Stacy felt her body seize before standing against her will. Her elbow straightened, letting her basket fall to the tiled floor, and she strutted back to the exit.