Pickup In The Parking Lot [ORIGINAL; Interracial Age Differences Married M/F]

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[Author's Note: I'm back! It's only been six days but the way I've been writing lately it feels longer. I haven't been sure what to write since my Constance Marie story, but I was just at the local.supermarket and became inspired.

Some of my Constant Readers may remember I Posted a few other stories set around this supermarket. I'm revisiting that old haunt. I hope you enjoy the story ~ G]

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Pickup In The Parking Lot
by GEMINIGUY (09/2024)
Email: iamgeminguy at yahoo dot com

[ORIGINAL; Interracial Age Difference
Married Fetish Public Sex
Masturbation Oral Sex M/F]

Disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. ALL CHARACTERS ENGAGED IN SEXUAL ACTIVITY ARE OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE.

First thing you need to know about me, I was born crippled with a partial mental defect. Because of that, I received a large sum of money [put in my parents' care] and was provided for by the government. I went to the best schools, got the best education, got to go to University.
When I started University at eighteen, the government got me low-cost housing, so I had my own place then. And I started to receive Disability checks monthly. When I graduated from University I didn't have to work.
This didn't mean my life was easy. The kids in school knew something was wrong with me so they avoided me and wouldn't be my friend. The girls were the same way, they weren't interested in dating me. Because of my disability I'd be unable to ever drive. It was hard to get rides so I depended on buses.
After I graduated from University, I made some decisions. I put a home gym into my place and started working out. At the same time I started going with my parents to church every Sunday. Now no one at church knew about our family, about me. I looked young for my age because of my disability so everyone assumed I was younger and that  I was "normal". We never disuaded anyone from those ideas.

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This went on for years. Eventually all the muscle-training helped me to walk short distances.  There was a supermarket two blocks over, I started going there a lot when I couldn't go somewhere cheaper.
One day near the end of Summer when it wasn't too hot [the heat was too much for me, always slowed me down] I decided to walk down to the store. It wasn't the greatest of neighborhoods, you take low-cost housing where you can get it, mostly Black and Hispanic, but no one bothered me and I knew when to stay inside.
I'd had the weirdest dream: I was in the supermarket shopping when one of the Head Cashiers got on the loud speaker and announced "Pickup in the parking lot. I repeat, pickup in the parking lot. Now I'd been shopping there for years, and no one had ever made an announcement like that. I quickly forgot it before I even left the house.
It was a generally safe walk. I live across from Lowe's, I cut through parking lot and cross one street to get to the supermarket. I was a little out of breath at this point, and my feet hurt some, but I knew only I grabbed a carriage I'd feel a little. There was usual was at least one at the end of the parking lot.
As I slowly made my way up between the rows of cars, I noticed a Black woman coming towards me. I can't say I recognized, bl age [and I'd had the hots for a lot of mom's friends the last ten years or so], wearing huge sunglasses and what looked like an oversized man's dress shirt, except it was pink. It looked like that was all she had on.
I tried to imagine.what she might [not!] have on underneath when she called out my name. It was one of mom's friends from church, Dianna. One of mom's married friends. Upclose, I realized something I'd never noticed before; Dianna was really busty. Of course I loved Black, busty cougars.

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I recalled Dianna being quite talkative [I was right], and she still was. And she was in fact married. She had moved away a few years ago and she said that she and her husband had just come back.
Dianna rattled on a out why they'd left, why they came back, what their children who were my age were doing now, who was single, who was married, blah blah blah. She asked how my mother was and if we still went to church every Sunday.
Standing for so long was exhausting for me despite working out [not that Dianna knew about my issues], but I answered her questions, telling her I lived by myself now nearby. She offered to wait for me and give me a ride. I tried not to seem to eager when I accepted.
Dianna left her bags in the trunk of her car, an older model car in perfect condition, with tinted windows, going back in with me. She continued to talk, telling me what her husband did for a living [that I already knew], how much he made a year [knew that too] and what each of children did for a living and how much they made a year. Fortunately she was focused on her own family and never asked me what I did and for how much.
I was finished shopping about fifteen minutes later, and used the Self Checkout kiosk [I always prefered to ring myself out. Then we headed back to the car where I put my things in the trunk [it was a huge trunk on a boat of a car.
As I'd said, Dianna's window were darkly tinted. I couldn't see in. She unlocked the door then used the power lock to unlock mine. The seats were huge, maroon in color and so soft and fuzzy. I didn't see car seats like those before.

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The front seat was one full, wide seat, not like in new cars.
We both slid I side at the same time. From the side, I noticed several things. First, I hadn't realized how busty she was. Her breasts pushed far in front of her, as dud her belly, but nowhere near the size of her breasts.
The second thing I noticed was how the shirt gaped between the buttons at her breasts. I could see a little of the beige bra underneath.
The third thing I noticed was the shirt had ridden mamma up, showing her thick thighs and the crotch of her tight white panties.
Now Dianna was talking this whole time, and we've been in the car like five minutes and she's made no effort to put the keys in the ignition. Now I was in no big hurry to get home or anything, though her constant chattering was a bit much.
"I don't know if this is such a good idea," I interrupted. "You and me sitting alone in your car, you looking so good and showing a lot of leg . . ." I teased.
Dianna stopped, smiled than chuckled. She looked down at herself, her exposed legs.
"Do I really look that good?" She asked, eyes twinkling [now that she'd taken off her sunglasses and laid them on the dashboard].
Now I'd only said that in hopes of getting her to start her car and driving away. But I had to admit, I loved what I saw.
"You're husband must tell you that all the time," I replied, testing the waters.
Dianna laughed derisively, rolling her eyes.
"As if he notices anymore . . ." She said. "It's been decades. I miss it."
I put my hand on her thigh.
"His loss."

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Dianna looked down at my hand, then slowly raised her gaze to my eyes. Finally she smiled at me.
"You're just being nice," She said.
"Considering you're married I thought I was being naughty . . ." I grinned.
The mature Black woman looked embarrassed but held my gaze.
"I don't know what to say," Dianna finally spoke again.
"You don't have to say anything," I responded. "Unless you're absolutely not interested."
"I've never even thought about cheating before . . ." She admitted. "You got me seriously considering it now."
Moving closer to her, at the same time I slowly slid my hand up the inside of her full thigh. I could hear Dianna's heavy intake of air. Leaning closer, I kissed her.
She grabbed and returned the kiss needily. I put my hand between her legs and started rubbing her Black pussy through her thin panties. Dianna moaned in my mouth. One of her hands went between my legs and grabbed my cock, squeezing it. I started rubbing Dianna's pussy. Her panties started getting wet.
With my free hand, I started unbuttoning her shirt, down to below her bra. Then I stuck my hand in her shirt and bra, grabbing her large, warm breast. Dianna was writhing on the seat beside me, pushing her pussy against my hand.
"My husband was my first," Dianna admitted, breaking the kiss. "My only one. But . . . I never felt this way before. And I don't even feel bad about it . . ."
Dianna started kissing me again and unbuttoning the long shirt completely. She broke the kiss again and I saw the heavy duty bra clasps were in the front, she was unhooking them.

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Her bra popped open, and her massive breasts spilled out. For a woman over forty, they were firmer than I'd expected, with very large, oval-shaped areolae. Her dark nipples were very engorged and thick.
"I've never shown 'em to anyone other than my husband," Dianna admitted. "Do you like them?"
"I love them!" I told her.
She smiled in relief.
"I feel like it's my first time . . ." Dianna said sheepishly.
"Then maybe we should go slow," I said.
Reaching out, I pushed her panties to the side, exposing her unshaven pussy. Dianna was already wet. I started rubbing her fat pussy lips, making her moan and squirm. Nectar was pouring out of her and the smell was amazing . . .
Dianna was whimpering and humping my hand. I decided to slip my middle finger inside of her. Fuck, she was so tight and hot inside. My finger squished in and out of her as she moaned and groaned loudly, writhing on the car seat.
I forced in my index finger beside the first finger, making Dianna gasp loudly. As I was fingering her hot cunt, she was excitedly unbuckling my belt, unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans, reaching into my fashion briefs and pulling out my cock. She started pulling on it hornily.
I was pumping my fingers in and out of Dianna rapidly as she gasped and groaned, jacking me off, labial fluids running down my hand and wrist. The smell of sex filled the car. Dianna's body was shuddering and her eyes rolled back.
"Omg, it's never been this good, never been this good . . ." She moaned as she kept jerking me off hard, precum leaking and flying everywhere.

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Suddenly Dianna's body stiffened, she pumped her hips out and cried out in orgasm, creaming all over my hand and wrist.
I continued to pump my fingers in and out of her for maybe twenty seconds, until she grabbed my wrist and pulled my fingers out.
"That . . . was good. But no more . . . going slow," Dianna grinned.
Pushing me down on the seat, she let go of my cock, replacing my hand with her mouth. I didn't expect that but I wasn't complaining.
Dianna started out sucking the first few inches slowly, then she was taking half, and soon I was slipping down her throat. Damn . . .
"Surprised, huh?" She said, having released my cock. "Black girls do it better. And besides, my generation perfected oral sex," Dianna winked before taking me back in her warm, wet mouth. I groaned.
She started moving up and down faster on my cock, taking my full length and lapping at the underside of my cock. I felt like I'd pass out, I hadn't realized how sensitive that area was. My cock was throbbing violently, there was no way I could hold out long.
I tried to hold back, but Dianna was so good. And then she began groping my balls roughly. I was a lost cause by then.
My cock suddenly started swelling up in Dianna's mouth. I grunted and the first rope of thick, white cream hit her tonsils. She moaned around my cock as rope after rope filled her mouth. She easily swallowed my cum before her mouth would overfill.
I spurt out thirteen, fourteen times before the flow petered out, my cock still hard. I was starting to sweat and breathing heavy, not believing his amazing that was . . . Like Dianna said, Black girls do it better.

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I was still horny as Hell and ready to seal the deal. I sat up and started to push Dianna down on the seat. Suddenly she started to laugh.
"What?" I asked, about irritated.
"I remembered something I heard a long time ago. 'Dont bother knockin' if the van is a rockin'," Dianna laughed again. "Cars rock because of the shocks. But I can fix that."
She reached over, flipped a switch and pulled a lever. I felt the car lower.
"I wasn't the first owner if this car. Whoever owned it first rigged it so the hydraulics keep the shocks from letting the car rock when parked. I never got it, but now I do," Dianna grinned.
I laughed.
Dianna laid back and I eagerly mounted her. I slid my cock into her pussy like it was a glove. We both moaned. Her body felt so good against me, locked together. I started moving in and out of her, and I could feel her pussy walls "sucking" on my cock gently.
"Faster," Dianna moaned, wrapping her arms and legs around me.
I began moving faster, making her convulse and cry out. But I also noticed the car wasn't rocking. I grinned.
Picking up my pace and fucking Dianna harder [still no rocking], Dianna convulsed more violently, her head thrashing from side-to-side as she tried to muffle her shrieks. It wasn't long before her pussy spasmed powerfully and she threw back her head, griiting her teeth as she screamed in orgasm [fortunately rumbling trucks were always passing, making delivers].
I kept fucking her like that for some time, making her orgasm often, until Dianna begged me to do her doggystyle. I pulled out and she changed positions. I flipped her dress out of the way, viewing her fat ass for the first time. I ogled it a few moments before filling her pussy with my cock again.

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I was able to penetrate Dianna deeper this way, which allowed me to fuck her even faster and harder. Her orgasms came quicker, lasted longer, she was even multiorgasming [which she said she'd never done before].
All-in-all, I lasted over forty-five minutes. My cock swelled up inside of Dianna's Black pussy and I cried out as I pumped rope after rope deep inside of her. She cooked and sobbed as I filled her pussy with my jizz and it started to flow out of her past my thrusting cock. I spurt out twelve or thirteen times before my cock started to soften.
I pulled out of Dianna and collapsed down on the seat. She groaned and collapsed herself, rolling over onto her back. I saw my jizz oozing out of her well-fucked pussy.
After some time Dianna sat up, smiling euphorically.
"That was the best fuck ever!" She exclaimed.
"You got that right," I growled.
There was a look in Dianna's eyes, and she reached out and grabbed my cock.
"I feel like doing it again," She grinned mischievously.
"No point in pushing our luck here though," I pointed out.
Dianna laughed.
"But we can push our luck at my place," I suggested.
She reset the hydraulics before starting the car and taking me home. And it wasn't the only time Dianna came to my home, or I got visits from other friends of mom. But those are some other stories . . . THE END

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Pickup In The Parking Lot
by GEMINIGUY (09/2024)
Email: iamgeminguy at yahoo dot com

[ORIGINAL; Interracial Age Difference
Married Fetish Public Sex
Masturbation Oral Sex M/F]

Disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. ALL CHARACTERS ENGAGED IN SEXUAL ACTIVITY ARE OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE.

First thing you need to know about me, I was born crippled with a partial mental defect. Because of that, I received a large sum of money [put in my parents' care] and was provided for by the government. I went to the best schools, got the best education, got to go to University.
When I started University at eighteen, the government got me low-cost housing, so I had my own place then. And I started to receive Disability checks monthly. When I graduated from University I didn't have to work.
This didn't mean my life was easy. The kids in school knew something was wrong with me so they avoided me and wouldn't be my friend. The girls were the same way, they weren't interested in dating me. Because of my disability I'd be unable to ever drive. It was hard to get rides so I depended on buses.
After I graduated from University, I made some decisions. I put a home gym into my place and started working out. At the same time I started going with my parents to church every Sunday. Now no one at church knew about our family, about me. I looked young for my age because of my disability so everyone assumed I was younger and that  I was "normal". We never disuaded anyone from those ideas.