She's swept along by his convincing arguments that she should

Rachel couldn't believe that she had her hand on a guy's cock in the middle of the store. She'd be so fired if her boss saw this.

"It's a real tight fit, isn't it?" he asked, and she nodded, staring down at the engorged head. The condom only covered half of the cock, and it was so much narrower than the dick it encased that the base actually seemed to disappear into the sides of the cock.

"You're so big..." she breathed, and the handsome latino smiled.

"All the better to stretch you with. All the white putas scream on my cock," he said, not adding that it wasn't always pleasure. She didn't seem to catch the offensive word or the derogatory edge to his voice as he up to her.

Instinctively Rachel stepped back, and found herself pinned against the shelves. Her hand reluctantly left his dick, slithering up between herself and him like she could push him away. Hard muscles rippled under his shirt and she stared down at his chest. One half of her brain was telling her to fight, the other was cheering her on. When his hands roamed along her sides she shivered in delight.

Rachel had always been very sexually active, and boyfriend or not she slept with a guy almost every day under normal circumstances. Since resolving to travel with her sister she'd abstained for over a month. She couldn't figure out how her sister had been able to stand it but she'd coped by masturbating furiously every chance she got.

Now she had a hard cock pressed like a hot poker against her very aware groin and a man's hands caressing along her body until they slipped her shirt and over her breasts.

She groaned in appreciation, arching toward her, pelvis meeting his, breasts pressed into his hands. He expertly opened the front-clasp of her bra, freeing her springy tits into his warm hands. His rough skin seemed to catch on her soft skin, each like a little prick of pleasure that went straight to her hardened nipples.

His head dipped to hers and she craned her neck to present her lips to his, but he licked her ears instead.

"I like a girl with piercings," he said, tugging with his teeth on each of the three rings she had in her left ear. One her lobe, two up above on the delicate rims.

"He'll love my tongue," she thought, expecting his lips to find them and his tongue to find the stud within her own. It was almost disappointing when he rubbed his nose down her cheek to her neck, smelling the cheap perfume she'd dabbed on before work.

"Ow!" she cried as she felt his teeth on her neck. "Hey, no hickies," she told him, but he ignored her, teeth clamped on her neck as he sucked hard. His hands clenched on her tits, releasing them at the same time he released her neck.

Rachel raised a hand to rub her neck, but he caught it and the other, and lifted her shirt above her head, tossing it over the shelf into the next aisle. Her protest was cut off when his mouth found her breasts and sucked at her pierced nipples. He took one little barbell in his mouth and pulled with a playful growl, stretching her breast as far as it would go before letting it snap back.

She never noticed that her bra had fallen off her arms, and while he treated her other breast the same his rough hands squeezed hard at her buttocks, then tugged.

"W... wait," she tried to tell him, but the protest slipped from her mind as he let her nipple go, her breast snapping back to her chest.

"Mmmm, pierced pussy. I love it when my cunts are pierced," he rumbled, and she make a **** sound as his fingers slipped under her panties, finding the many piercings along her lips and clit.

Rachel flushed, vaguely wanting to explain. She'd had a boyfriend into piercings and he'd worked it into their sexplay. leaving her with 3 rings in each lip and her hood and clit done as well. She'd dumped him when she found him in bed with another guy; the same guy she'd slept with the week before. She'd never really figured out which of them she was angrier with.

Her latin lover cared nothing for her history. He simply tugged down her panties, letting them drop to the floor with her skirt. She automatically stepped out of them, leaving her clad in only boots and fishnets. The man kicked them aside, took hold of her tiny waist and lifted her up until she could stare into his eyes.

"I'm going to fuck your cunt, puta," he told her and she felt his hands tighten.