Marie Alden

Tami_s pleasure

Chapter 1

Tami quickly adjusted the front of her red tunic as she hurried to the Express Check Out. Roberta was there, ready to go home, but she couldn't leave until Tami took over the cash register.

"Hi, Bert, sorry I'm late," apologized Tami. Roberta had just finished dusting the counter.

"That's O.K., Tami. See you tomorrow. Oh, and you'd better watch out, Bloom's on the rampage!"

Tami soon learned the truth of these words. Mr. Bloom, the supermarket manager, angrily poked his head out of the manager's booth nearby.

"Look lady-I know prices are high. I have to pay just as much as you do for everything. If you wanna do something, then write a letter to the President or something, will ya? Christ!!!!"

He ducked back into the little manager's booth, still muttering to himself.

An irate customer stalked away to find her overloaded shopping cart. In the meantime, the woman's two kids had dug to the bottom of a pile of groceries, spilling things left and right, while trying to find a box of cookies.

They had almost finished a box of chocolate chips when their mother returned. Her annoyance doubled-she slapped the boy and girl and disappeared down an aisle, wheeling the heavily-laden cart.

Tami had been watching this little episode. She was surprised that Mr. Bloom had been so rude to a customer. It hurt business. Something must be bothering him, she thought.

And the poor woman with all those groceries and two screaming kids. She could still hear them all the way down aisle three.

"All I know is, I never want to get stuck in all that," the girl said to no one in particular. She began idly thinking about all the things she wanted to do with her life. There was Joe, of course, and…

Tami sighed and rang up an order. Before long, Mr. Bloom came over to her register.

"Tami, things are going to hell. The district manager says business in my store is way below the level of the others around here. He says if things don't pick up in two weeks I'm gonna be transferred to another region."

"That's awful!"

Tami realized what it meant to Leo Bloom. He had often confided in her during the long afternoons of preparing invoices and bagging groceries. He had told her of his affair with the wife of a prominent local doctor. And if he was transferred out of state, then what would happen to them?

Tami had been friends with Leo ever since she started working at the supermarket over a year ago. She had immediately liked his deep brown eyes-eyes that indicated a touch of sadness behind their flickering gaze.

After the two had gotten to know each other, he told her of his marriage to a cold, brutish woman and his extreme unhappiness with her. Tami never wanted to pry, hut she gathered that he had been forced into the marriage somehow, against his will.

She knew he was a hot-blooded, passionate man. She could sense this in his supple, catlike movements. He could never stand to be unhappy for too long, so the entrance of a really good lover into his life was like a ray of sunshine to him.

The relationship between Leo and Tami was odd. They discussed their innermost lives, especially enjoying talk about their sexual escapades, but Tami never felt a strong urge to fuck him.

She knew how passionately he and his lover possessed each other, and that in itself excited her. Not that they didn't find each other sexy; Leo often rubbed against Tami's breasts when they were alone in the office together.

He had, in fact, told her that he liked the way the outline of her nipples pressed through her red smock. At first she hadn't known how to react to this, but to cover her embarrassment she asked him laughingly whether he was shoplifting anything since there was such a big bulge in the front of his pants!!! … Eventually they both began to enjoy their little games…

Tami's thoughts turned to Joe. Of all the guys she knew, he turned heron the most. She remembered the first time she heard her friend Sheryl mention a "Fat Joe" back when they were in High School. Such a nickname didn't get her very interested in the prospect of meeting its owner-until one day at lunch she noticed a brown-eyed, slender guy at the next table.

Something about him awakened a feeling in her that she wasn't sure how to handle. Back then (she laughed to herself) she had never been laid. She had struggled to live with her hominess just as she nightly struggled with her homework.

"Sheryl," she had asked, "Who's that guy over there?" nodding toward the next table, from which he was just getting ready to leave.

"Huh?? Who?? Oh, that's Joe Rapuiski. In gym class the guys call him "Fat Joe" because they say he's got SUCH a big dick Sheryl turned back to Steve, her boyfriend, whose hand kept disappearing under her miniskirt.

"St-e-eve," she pouted, "Come on, stop. Not here… " Tami had always been kind of in awe of Sheryl. She always dressed in ways that showed off her great figure-large pointed breasts, slender hips, and a beautifully rounded ass that bounced just right when she walked.

Besides, Sheryl had been to bed with Steve and a lot of other guys and she knew the score concerning sex. Tami was sure it was Sheryl who was subconsciously getting her ready to be a real woman; her friend had helped her pick out clothes that made her look and feel sexy, not quite as hot as Sheryl, maybe, but she wasn't ready for that yet…

Sheryl had turned back to her in the lunchroom and explained.

"Yeah, that guy Joe is supposed to really pack a mean pistol. Steve says he's kinda quiet, though. You know, he doesn't seem to shoot off that much…"

She winked at Tami. "What's the matter, do ya think you're finally ready for it?"

It had been a long-standing joke between the girls that Sheryl would sooner or later make sure that Tami got laid. Their casual joking had slowly built up in Tami's mind and body-her young tits would start to burn at the thought of a hard penis inside her.

But Tami was still a little nervous; for a while she had actually gotten embarrassed when Sheryl would talk about somebody's "huge dick" or "giant cock".

Eventually, though, she decided that it was time for some action of her own.

One day she and Sheryl were sitting around talking about the subject of fucking. Her friend was telling her for the millionth time that although it hurts for awhile.

"You'll get used to it and then it'll start to feel soooooo good that you won't be able to stop…"

"By the way," Sheryl had said later, "Steve and I are going out to The Grove Saturday. We're trying to get some people together to come along. Bring some food and we'll spend the day."

Tami had decided to accept their invitation to the nearly-deserted hunting lodge. Sheryl and Steve often went there for weekends during the off-season-Steve's uncle owned it and since he was away often, the couple decided to put the place to good use.

So far they had avoided having any really big wild parties because Steve's aunt lived in the next town and could easily find out about it. And besides, Louis, the caretaker was sometimes around…

"But," as Sheryl explained when they picked Tami up that weekend, "Steve's aunt and uncle are in Panama, so the place is as good as ours. Louie hasn't been around in months."

She nestled back in the car seat and rested her hand on Steve's crotch. Tami's cunt tightened as she noticed how quickly his dick began to bulge at Sheryl's touch. She squirmed slightly.

"Who else is going?" she wondered, to get her mind off of her rapidly increasing horniness.

"Well, I'm not sure-we're supposed to pick up everybody who wants to come at the Coffee Shop near the crossroads."

They had pulled into the entrance and seen Joe Rapuiski. Within a few moments he was squeezed into the back seat. Tami wondered how much Sheryl had to do with this turn of events. Joe sat on one side of the seat, Tami on the other.

A carton separated them. As they all talked about little things to pass the time, Tami idly flipped open the lid of the carton beside her. She was amazed and perplexed to find it practically full of cans of whipped cream.

"What the fuck are… "

A thought suddenly struck her and she shut up. As images of what they might do with the cans flitted through her mind, she felt her tits start to swell slightly.

Her eyes flicked over Joe's tawny face, down to his hairy chest, visible through his half-unbuttoned blue shirt, down as far as she could see until the carton interrupted her view.

Tami's remembrance leaped ahead. She and Joe were alone in a small room in The Grove.

She had had a feeling that Sheryl had a lot to do with what happened.

They and a few other friends had spent the afternoon and evening drinking and smoking pot. As everyone got quite high people started dancing. Before long, Sheryl had taken off her low-cut halter top, run to the porch, and had returned shortly with two small leaves that she had taped to her tight rounded nipples.

Joe and Tami had been near each other all evening. When Sheryl started to bump and grind for them all, Tami started getting horny and digging her fingernails into Joe's arm to control herself. That had essentially started everything.

"Hey," Now Joe's eyes were on Sheryl's twisting pink boobs. He slowly rubbed his arm along Tami's shoulder until his hand reached her collar. Before she knew it, Joe's hand was cupping her warm tits. The juices in Tami's mouth began to flow.

Sheryl had unzipped the fly of her pants to reveal the top of her dark bush. Her boyfriend Steve was so turned on to all of this that he knocked over the tequila that he was drinking and he moved over on top of' her on the floor. He positioned himself assuredly over her loins. After running down the length of her body, his hand reached her waist and disappeared inside her pants to massage Sheryl's spongy clitoris.

"Ooooohhhhhhh baby… do it!!!!" she moaned as he rhythmically rubbed her sensitive wrinkled jewel.

Other aroused couples shifted to more comfortable positions in chairs and couches and began to feel each other up.

Joe took a puff from a water pipe and passed it to Tami. His eyes were full of smoky passion. As Tami toked she felt Joe's hot, wet lips running down her neck.

He unbuttoned her shirt. One huge tit burst out of its bondage. Tami loved the rush of horny freedom she felt. She glanced down, and turned on by the size of her own breasts, undid the rest of her buttons.

Joe's searching mouth pushed hers open. Hungrily his fat wet tongue played with hers, thrusting its tip into her moist cavity. Tami felt her own raging lust take over. It felt like her tits would explode-she wanted him to suck them soooooo much!!!

She was ready. She wanted to go over the line that separated her from womanhood. Oh, God, how bad she wanted it!!!!

Tami breathed hard as she opened her eyes after Joe's rough French kissing. Across from them, a couple on a couch were starting to fuck really hard. Her eyes rested on the girl's enormous bazongers. They were so big that the guy could push them together with his hands and thrust his hot prick between them.

This drove the girl wild. She moaned and stuck her long pink tongue out, wetting the corners of her luscious lips. He immediately took the cue to thrust his bulging penis in her mouth. The girl gulped and began to suck in feverishly.

Her flexible tongue tickled every inch of his cock, down to its base. Even his fleshy balls were being caressed.

As this was going on, Tami grew so fuckin' horny that she couldn't stand it anymore. She unzipped Joe's pants and felt for his cock. It surged against the material that was holding it in.

She was startled to feel the incredible width of his organ. Fear entered her mind-was it so big that it would tear her body, that it would hurt too much for her to take it? The idea then started to excite her even more…

"Oh baby, you're so fuckin' hard… we've gotta do it!!!

She stretched herself on top of Joe, one hand grasping his pulsing cock. One huge breast dangled in front of his mouth.

"Suck my tit, baby I'm just dying for your hot tongue Suck it hard, baby!!!"

Joe's wide mouth quickly closed around Tami's enticing pink nipple. He sucked with his lips, pulling the skin until it felt as hard as his wang was.

The other nipple grew erect as his tongue moved to it and circled it insistently, rapidly. Tami was so aroused that she moved down Joe's body with her tongue, practically pulling his pants off when she reached below his waist.

"Come on, baby," Joe said, pulling her mouth away.

He got up, taking Tami's moist hand adjusting his pants as he walked. They stepped over undulating couples that were balling for all they were worth.

Passing through the kitchen, Joe took a six-pack of beer froth the refrigerator. Quickly climbing the stairs, they reached a vacant room. It was simply furnished, a bed, chair and table. On the floor a huge bearskin served as a warm covering for the wooden planks.

"Tami, you really turn me on!" Joe and Tami both gulped down a beer, drops of the liquid streaming down their cheeks. They sat on the bearskin rug, still breathing heavily, but slightly calmer than they were when she had begun to fondle his dick.

Laying back on the thick rug, Tami's back tickled. She took off her shirt and rubbed her surging titties. This turned Joe on immensely. His cock head pushed out of the top of his pants.

Silently he laid on top of her, pushing her arms above her head, kissing her arms, armpits, neck. His lips urged more, got more demanding, as he moved.

Reaching her searching mouth, he pressed his snake-like tongue as far as he could into her. Her labored breathing increased.

"Baby," Joe said huskily, "I want to fuck you."

"Joe… pppllleeeaaassseee… " Tami closed her eyes and grunted as Joe began to thrust. The tightness of his pants against his bulging prong made him even hotter.

She felt the animal strength surge beneath the material of his pants. He grabbed a bottle of beer and poured the liquid into Tami's mouth. As she swallowed he licked the remains from her steaming lips and tongue.

Deftly he straddled Tami and swiftly removed her pants. Through her beige bikini underwear her luxurious bush looked so good that he didn't know if he could refrain from eating her out right now. Such a bush-it looked as huge and soft as the rug underneath her ass.

All of Tami's fear was gone by this time.

She only knew she wanted to feel Joe's oversized prick inside her wet cunny. It was driving her crazy. If it hurt, then she wanted to feel the hurt. She wanted it!!!!!

Joe rubbed up against Tami's bush. The contrast of the fabric with her burning skin turned her on so much that she was beginning to feel lightheaded with hominess.

"Oh, Joe," she moaned, rolling her head back. Her tongue outlined the shape of her lips which were as red as Joe's throbbing cock. He brushed up against her one more time, then rapidly removed his pants, his wide penis bouncing out of its cover at last.

"Oh, baby," he said, "You look soooooo good."

At the same time he rubbed his cock with his supple hands.

"I'm gonna show you something really good."

With that he rolled on top of Tami. Her hips were now gyrating hotly and evenly beneath his firm bulk.

The touch of the bearskin beneath her coupled with Joe's animal-like force above her turned Tami on more than she had ever believed possible for the first time she fucked. Joe's hands roamed her body and cupped her huge tits, rolling them, bouncing them from side to side. She spread her legs into a large V, moaning.

"Oh dooooo it doooooo IT" like a hungry animal. But Joe meant this to be a great fuck. He knew he needed the time to get himself and Tami so fuckin' worked up that they would come all over each other.