The Gift Shop

Even though I am scheduled to meet my parents soon, I still have some free time to waste. And who better to waste it on than Lydia?

The college campus gift shop is a small business, which is run by an old man and his wife. While they weren't required to, the couple generously opens their arms to struggling college students, giving them a workplace to earn the money they need. In fact, the last hundred employees this store has hired and fired are all students of Grate University. I had even contemplated applying for a job here as well.

The first thing I notice when I step inside is Lydia, leaning by the counter playing with her phone. She's too preoccupied to notice me right away.

Lydia looks up as I approach the counter and immediately smiles. "Hey, John! I'm so glad you came by, this place has been so dull this morning," she gestures around the empty store before idly typing on her phone while keeping eye contact. "So, what brings you around today?"

"Just getting some last minute shopping done," I say, leaning against the concrete counter.

"Cool. Well, fell free to have a look around," she says. Just as I turn to start shopping, she suddenly perks up again. "Oh! My roommate's probably going to be out for tonight, so I was wondering if maybe you'd want to, ummm, hang out at my place for a bit? I figured we could, you know, watch a movie and chill."

"That sounds nice. I'll see if I can make it," I reply. She gets visibly excited. "Anything else we might do, at your place?" I ask, leaning in some more as emphasis.

A visible blush forms across her face and shs smirks. "Well," she says dreamily, running her finger along my hand. "I can... offer you a preview, if you'd like?" She asks with a sultry look.

I glance around the empty gift shop. "Well, there are no shoppers."

By now, her hand is freely rubbing my chest through the fabric of my outfit. She leans in and whispers, "There's a secluded spot in the back. If you want privacy," she plants a kiss on my neck, her breath warm and alluring.

My cock painfully rubs against the fabric of my pants. A visible dent forms along my pants, which Lydia catches on to. "Come on."

Lydia turns around and begins to slowly walk towards the space she mentioned. I follow, even slower, behind her, allowing my eyes to feast upon her bountiful asscheeks, jiggling side to side with each step she takes. She purposefully exaggerates her movements, allowing her skimpy skirt to ride up her ass, giving me a clear view of her black lace panties.

Eventually, we reach a small and dusty storage room, secluded from the rest of the store. It takes Lydia some time to find the several keys it took to open the door, and that gave me the time to freely grope her large asscheeks. I grin to myself, allowing my hands to paw at her behind, confident that she won't object. How could she? The desire j in her eyes is as clear as day. She wants this just as much as I do, if not more.

My hands reach down to grab her waist, pulling her forward to kiss her. She gasps at the sudden kiss, but allows herself to squirm against my rough touch. My hands run along and explore her beautiful curves. She moans into my mouth. I slip my hand into her skirt, tugging and pulling at her underwear.

"Let's – Let's go inside - ahh," she gasps loudly when she feels my strong arms slap her ass. I pull back, and my hands deliver another powerful strike against her defenseless ass, watching it jiggle hypnotically.

After regaining her composure from the effects of my wandering hands, she kicks the door open and pulls me inside the dusty storage room. The room is filled with aarge assortment of boxes, paintings, and books. A brown mist fills the air.

Lydia immediately falls to her knees and pulls down my pants, impatient for my shaft. The next obstacles is my box briefs, which she pulls down as well, revealing my limp baby-makers. It's not too hard to tell that she is impressed, both by the size and girth. One of my blessings. My little friend stood at about 8 inches, give or take.

"Woah," she mutters dreamily. Her hands reach out to grab it. She starts with a slow rhythm of deep strokes. Her hands work in unison to message my cock and balls. I can tell she's hesitant to get too close without my permission.

Her technique is quite inadequate, but her excitement makes up for it. She eagerly runs her hand up and down my long, thicc shaft, pumping delicately, begging me to fuck her with her eyes.

"How about you use your mouth," I suggest.

She smiles and nods, before leading the tip of my cock-head into her warm, wet tongue. She pulls away and gives a few sensual kisses and licks to the tip. She groans as her throat is suddenly engulfed by my thick and throbbing erection.

She leans away, sloppily attempting to pull my cock away from her throat. I grab the back of her head and thrust forward, allowing her no moment of reprieve. Her gasps turns to gags as I thrust my cock into her wet, slippery throat repeatedly.

"GLUCK!GLAKH!GLUCK!GLUCK!"

Her gagging mixes with moans as her head begins to bop up and down on my cock. Her hands move to cup my balls, messaging them with her gentle hands as I continue to facefuck her.

My hands move to the back of her hand, grabbing roughly as I thrust in and out of her wet throat repeatedly. I reach down to **** her round rear, as she passionately continues the deepthroat. I absent-mindly thrust my hips forward, ramming into her throat and savaging her throat. She gags and coughs violently, but I can make out a pleased smile.

I reach down and grab one of her large, bouncing tits, slapping it around roughly. My hands dig into her boobs. Slowly, I reach down to her perky nipples, which are hard as diamonds.

This is fun, but I'm growing increasingly tired of her mouth. I pull her off my cock, watching with sick pleasure as she coughs violently. Spurts of pre-cum and snot rolls down the side of her mouth and her nasal cavity.

"FUCK." She huffs and puff. "That... woah... that was so intense." She looks up at me lovingly and smiles.

"Turn around," I order, and she obeys instantly. By now, I can tell her body is practically aching for more of my rough touch. She eagerly gets on her hands and knees, even jiggling her large asscheeks for my entertainment. I place another rough slap on her ass.

She leaks out a soft moan as I line my cock up with her fuckhole, slowly teasing myself inside her. Once fully inside, I slap her ass again as I start moving my hips. I can feel her pussy tighing around my cock with each thrust as I pound her from behind.

"Mnh... ahh... YES! – FUCK – You're – HNGH! – SOOO – BIG!!"

She moans and screams out as I pushed deep inside her and **** her onto the cold, concrete floor. Her large asscheeks jiggle hypnotically each time my pelvis makes contact.

This is the pinnacle of power. The power to fuck two girls in one day and not being done. The power to have a girl on the knees begging for cock. This is true power.

Grabbing a handful of her long raven hair, I roughly pull, forcing her head to tilt backwards. I **** her to look into my cold eyes as I **** her pussy with fast and hard thrusts. Her tight, and increasingly wet, vaginal walls coils around my cock as I fuck her without mercy.

By now, she has been reduced to nothing more but a horny, moaning slut as we fuck on the floor of the storage room, flesh loudly slapping against flesh. Her face is buried in the ground as she leaks out heavy moans of intense pleasure, leaving me to manhandle her body like my fucktoy. In a way, she now is.

"Keep - hngh! - fucking me, I - unh! - FUCK! Pound me - mnhh! ‐ with that big - unhh! - fucking dick!" she says between grunts and moans. At this point, my cock is easily sliding in and out of her filled pussy. I grip her waist and thrust forward with even greater vigor. I hook an arm around her and prepare for my final thrust.

I grunt loudly as I slam inside her, readying her for my baby-matter. I grip her waist as I start to unleash my warm load into her aching cunt. We stay in that position for a minute, enjoying each other's body. Well, I'm enjoying her body, I'm pretty sure Lydia has passed out.

Even still, I continue to fuck her for as long as I can. It's a bit less fun without her periodic moans and screams, but her vagina is still relatively wet enough for me to enjoy.

(AN: I think this chapter is an improvement from the last, even if it is shorter. What do you guys think?)