Caught!

By ibook

The late night supermarket is humming away, a 24hr cathedral to factory farm eggs, synthetic milk and boil in the bag, add hot water, microwave till nuked, flavourless food pellets. It can't be long before they just put a cage on our offices and feed us through the bars.

I drift aimlessly, up and down the bright isles, pass the cosmetics, the deodorants, the rows of glamourous pouting women on the magazine covers, the underwear and the medicines rack piled with condoms. It seems everyone in the world is getting ready to fuck, I just feel fucked. Suddenly an impulse takes hold of me, I reach to the nearest colourful packet and palming it I lift the edge of my skirt, pushing the packet into the top of my knickers. Smoothing my dress I check around to see if anyone was watching, there is no-one anywhere. Christ I thought, how desperate have I become, shoplifting just to get a buzz, a cheap thrill.

Maybe I should get an extra bottle of booze and drink myself beyond tedium.

I round the corner and make for the isle selling beef, ahead of me I see a security guard, my heart begins to beat, have I been discovered ? My cool composure vanishes, I start to panic. The guard comes up to me, and takes hold of my arm gently

"Please come with me madam" he directs.

"What, what do you want me for?" I fluster.

"Just come with me, don't be trouble" he says.

I try to regain myself, I mustn't panic, the packet is in my knickers, surely they won't search there. "O.K."

I say, "just to get things sorted out, but I've done nothing wrong"

The guard leads me through to the back of the store, past rows of industrial shelving and cardboard boxes to the long corridor leading to the security office. I glance at him. He is young, maybe 19, tall and strong.

He has a handsome face, broad shoulders. I find myself fancying him and quite enjoying being there.

We reach the security room, small and hot, the space is filled with a giant desk with half a dozen screens, rows of video machines and a console covered with buttons and dials.

There is another man here; older, maybe 38. Balding with his hair shaved off, he looks fit and muscular, like an ex-marine. He sits with his jacket over the chair back, his sleeves rolled up, his feet up on the console edge. He looks at me with piercing green eyes.

"Do you have anything you need to tell us madam?" he asks.

" No" I defiantly say, returning his stare.

" You do know shoplifting is a criminal offence" he says, " court appearance, disgrace, maybe loosing your job ?" His green eyes seem softer, more concerned.

" I think you've made a mistake" I reply, "you'd better let me go"

The older man sighs and says to his mate, "run the tape Gary". Gary leans across the desk and presses a button, there on the screen you can clearly watch me lift my skirt and tuck away the packet in my underwear.

"Good looking women shouldn't shoplift" says the older guy " we were watching your pert arse from the moment you got here, weren't we Gary".

" You bet" gary replies, smiling at me "best action Matt and me have seen all week"

"this is a mistake" I say "I can't afford to be prosecuted, I've got too much to loose, the bank will sack me"

" so why do it" Matt replies.

" I don't know, I don't know what I was thinking" I feel like crying, I'm so desperate.

"Better frisk her for more" says Matt to his mate " I'm feeling generous, Gary, you have the fun".

I feel my cheeks flush with indignation, I'm angry & scared, I know they can't legally search me, but I hold my ground, if they do something wrong now the Police may throw out the case. Gary comes over to me,

"raise you arms",

meekly I oblige. He frisks along my arms, over my shoulders and down my ribs, carefully avoiding my breasts. He continues down, making small patting motions with his hands, over my hips and down my thighs, around my ankles and up the inside of my legs to the hem of my short black skirt. He stops, removes his hands and goes around to the back of me, he has been careful not to run his hands over my panties and has missed the concealed packet. I sigh, feeling more confident.

Looking ahead I can now see the monitors clearly, there is a security room camera, an image of me is flashed up onto a screen. There I am, being frisked by this hunky security guard like scene in a cheap porno movie. For the first time I feel a sexual charge run through me. My nipples stiffen. I glance at the other guard Matt, his gaze is intent, right at my pussy, the slight outline of the packet showing on my dress. I look down over his out stretched form, the long bulge of a hardening penis is clearly visible. Suddenly I want him. My pussy tightens and starts a gentle pulsing. I feel my clit harden and swell.

Almost in a dream I watch Gary on the monitor as his hands check over the rest of my body, down my back, over my arse, he kneels to finish checking my legs. I can sense his heavy breathing, his nervous arousal, his animal sexual desire.

"Am I going to have to remove the goods, madam" says Matt "or will you just hand them over?"

Suddenly, like I was in a dream I reach done to the hem of my dress, crossing my arms I get hold of a small patch of material on each thigh. Slowly I pull my dress up, first my stocking tops are visible, then my panties, my crotch and eventually my hips. Matt has full view of my legs and through my tiny knickers my shaven cunt, the outline of my full sex lips and proud hooded clit; his erection is unmissable.

Unconsciously he licks his lips. Slowly, steadily I continue lifting my hands, now my firm flat stomach is visible, then my bra and pert breasts, finally in one swift move I pull the dress over my head and let it fall to the ground. There is silence. Matt and Gary look at each other, momentarily dumbstruck.

"you'd better take your precious stuff then" I defiantly demand. I'm breathless but excited, I have complete lost myself to the moment and the demands of my throbbing soaking cunt.

Gary stands and faces me, he reaches down and gingerly he grasps the packet. Quickly I place my hand onto his, and with my long fingers guide his fingers to my pussy and press his hand hard onto my wet and eager sex. Putting my hands on his shoulders I turn my head and kiss him fiercely on the lips, pushing my tongue into his mouth, sucking on his lower lip. I press my body to his, raising up onto tip toes I part my legs and push my cunt onto his firm hand. He responds, kissing passionately. He presses his middle finger hard into the material of my panties and into my wet tunnel, the fabric tightens on my clit and rides up hard against my arse. Pushing down on Gary's shoulders I direct his juvenile mouth to my wet snatch. He kneels and begins to kiss the flesh on my thighs, I rescue the packet of  condoms from my panties and pulling the elastic of the crotch aside I push Gary's face into my shaven cunt, stroking his hair with my hand I tell him to suck me.

As Gary's probing tongue and rhythmical sucking begin to bring on my orgasm, I stare at Matt. He is mesmerised, sitting up in his chair, sweaty and lustful. I undo my bra, casting it aside I begin to fondle my tits, pulling my hard brown nipples to points. Sticking out like little thumbs I caress my nipples, with every brush against them I can feel my pussy clench and the pit of my stomach knot. I throw the condom packet at Matt " I want you to be the first to fuck me"

He stands and unzips his trousers and pulls his straining cock from his jockey shorts. He is magnificent, 9 or 10" of hard muscular cock, starring at his manhood I practically climax in anticipation.

"I think you've finished supper, Gary" he says, taking me by the arm. He lifts me up onto the edge of the desk, pulling off my knickers he places each of my feet onto the seats of the two office chairs. I am open, my arse on the edge of the console, my legs wide and pussy gaping. I can feel Gary's saliva and my own cunt juices wet and hot over my thighs, pussy and stomach. I feel empty, desperate to be full.

Matt takes his time unwrapping the condom, slowly he unrolls it down his length, running out of rubber two thirds of the way down. "to small" he says" I'll have to take them back" he grins sardonically. He looks at me intently, my long stocking clad legs, firm thighs and flat stomach. My shaved pussy, glistening with wet desire, my small pert breast and hard prominent nipples.

He comes up to me, pushing his body between my legs, he bends his head and cupping my right breast in his hands he begins to suck and bite on my nipple. I throw my head back and begin to moan, pushing out my hips, I make an animal noise from deep within my body and clasp his hips to mine with my legs, entwined around him "do it" I demand " fuck me".

Matt raises his head and looks straight into my eyes, he presses forward rubbing his giant cock up and down my pussy lips, over my clit. I feel my cunt open for him, wet, eager, empty. Slowly he bends his knees, his cock head presses against my entrance and forcefully he enters me. I gasp, my cunt is stretched wide and I can feel each inch as his cock travels up into my body. I lean back supporting my body with my elbows against the console, I arch my body to make room for his cock.

Just as I think I'm full he pulls back, and pushes again. His strokes become rapid and harder, he is pounding my cunt. His body crashing into mine with each muscular fuck. He stoops to lick my hard swollen breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth he sucks hard. I feel my Orgasm break over me like a shattering wave, I cum with every stoke of his pounding cock. Shaking and convulsing, crying out and begging for

release I experience my first and most beautiful multiple orgasm. Eventually I can take no more, I put my hand on his chest and he begins a slower more soothing pace, he is panting like a hungry beast.

"I'm not used to your power" I say "I don't think I can take more" "you can't stop until I've had enough, little girl" he replies, his mouth and face set hard in concentration, his hands firmly grasping my hips, his fingers digging into the flesh of my arse. I look across to Gary, He is slowly wanking, his own impressive length curving up from his slim, youthful body.

Matt pulls his cock from me, I feel empty again, but breathless and satisfied. He lifts me from the console, "sit in the chair Gary", He commands

Gary quickly does as he is told, swivelling the chair round to face the centre of the room. Matt turns me to face Gary, running his hand down my back and over my arse he enters my fuck hole with his fingers, instinctively I widen my legs and push back against his entering finger.

He bends me over, my hands into Gary's lap he pushes my head to be confronted with Gary's cock. "suck the boy", meekly I do as I am told. I take as much in my mouth as I can, he is salty with pre-cum, his balls twist and turn in their sack. I run my tongue up and down his length, forcefully wanking him with my hand, I pull his foreskin back and push my lips over his prick head, flicking the purple skin with my tongue, pressing his cock against the roof of my mouth while I run my tongue round and round his shaft all the while sucking and working my mouth up and down his length. Out of the corner of my eye I can see myself on the security monitor. Gary is prone in the chair, arms outstretched across the desk, my head buried in his lap.

Matt stands over me his fingers fucking my hole, his other hand alternately wanking his cock or cupping my breast.

At last, my body begins to respond again, as my juices flow and cunt starts to tighten about his fingers, Matt moves behind me and holding my legs apart, inserts his rampant tool, filling me again he starts to fuck me doggy style. My legs weaken but I am supported in his strong hands and his solid cock. He reaches under me, pushing his fingers either side of my clit he rubs and wanks me, his cock reaches incredible depths within me. His thrusting rhythm forces my mouth up and down Gary's shaft, Gary starts to moan, his cock in my mouth begins to jerk, suddenly my mouth is full of spurting gushing cum. I choke, opening my throat to swallow as much as I can, he is fiery, salty, thick and sticky. I feel my pussy clench as another orgasm seizes me. "oh god, oh god, please stop, I can't cum again" I cry in weakness, cum running out of my mouth, down my chin and over Garys jerking cock.

Matt pulls me from Gary, from the chair and the console " you know I can't stop yet" he says,

" fuck my mouth" , I plead " let me blow you".

"No", he says firmly " I will have what I want"

I feel the knot in my stomach tighten, I am scared again, my breathing gets shallow, faster and faster. I know how he intends to take me, I am erotically compelled, sexually ready but physically scared.

"don't be scared, shoplifter" he says" this won't hurt."

He pushes me down onto my knees, wanking vigorously in front of me. He pulls my head to his balls, letting me suck each heavy laden spunk sack in turn. The furious column of his cock, wet with my cunts juices is proud and hard before me.

" good girl" he moans, "now get on the floor".

He pushes my head down until my face is on the floor, my arse high and my legs wide where my knees meet the ground. His fingers are back in my pussy again, helpless and vulnerable, his fat fingers in my overused hole are still a turn on. I feel like such a slut, I can see Gary watching us, eyes wide open, as I am finger fucked like a whore. I took at him wanking his cock, still tasting his salty outcome of his last ejaculation in my mouth. I feel completely uninhibited, entirely given over to the pleasures of these two men.

" go ahead, you bastard" I spit at Matt " fuck me how you like".

He laughs, smacking my thigh, making my legs sting and bringing a rush of blood back to my arse. He pulls apart the cheeks of my arse and slowly inserts a thick rough finger into my anus. Lubricated with my juices his finger slips deep within, I cry out, biting my lip, trying to relax. He pulls back his finger and the reopens my backhole with two fingers, pushing, turning, opening me for his cock. I can hardly breathe.

He moves, putting his powerful legs either side of me, then, squatting over me, he pushes the tip of his cock down to my waiting hole. He forces himself into me. His powerful erection opens my anus, I cry out, tears in my eyes. He lifts his body then pushes down again. Again his familiar pounding rhythm begins, only this time his breathing is harder, shorter, he is gasping and groaning, grabbing a fistful of hair he tugs back my head as he fucks my arse without mercy. I no longer feel pain just the incredible sensation of his cock opening my arse, stretching my anus, pushing in and out of me, I drop my head to the ground, using my elbows I begin to fuck him back, pushing my arse up to meet his cock,  "fuck me you bastard" I'm shouting " fuck my arse". I jam three fingers into my pussy, tightening my hand into half a fist I press hard against my clit.

He is cumming now and I let him ride me like a doll, his cock plunging into my virgin arse, faster and harder he fucks until at last I can feel the spasm of his climax, he buries his cock deep, as he grunts his satisfaction, the sweat from his bald head dripping onto my back.

Placing his sweaty hand on the small of my back he pulls out his cock, like a man unsheathing a sword. He pulls off the condom, ties a knot in the end and throws it contemptuously on the floor.

" here shoplifter, a souvenir".

I roll onto my back, used and exhausted, my face sticky with cum, my legs and cunt wet and stained. Matt chucks me my clothes, "just don' let me catch you stealing again young lady".

I dress quickly and leave without a backward glance.

I wonder what I can steal tomorrow???