
Jennifer slid the bright yellow sundress on over her head. She liked the way she looked in it. She knew it was fun and flirty. It came right above her knees normally, but as soon as she bent over, it rode up just enough so that you could almost see everything. It would get the attention of anyone around who’s attention could be gotten. She also wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She didn’t want anything in the way of the morning she wanted to have.
Jennifer picked up her cute little shopping basket, with the matching yellow fabric liner, and started her short walk down to the local farmers’ market. It was open every Tuesday from 10-12 and she needed vegetables. It helped that the farmers were willing to barter. Of course, the thing they wanted to barter for was exactly what Jennifer wanted anyway. Why not make everyone happy?
As she approached the first stall, Edward was very happy to see her. “Good morning miss!” He greeted her. Now that she thought about it, she wasn’t sure that he remembered her name.
“Good morning Edwardo! Do you have anything good for me today?”
“My vegetables are coming in nicely! How about some cucumbers and a few of these nice juicy tomatoes?”
“Those look delicious! Could you throw in some of these green beans as well?”
“Of course my beautiful yellow-dress princess!” Edwardo started loading her basket while Jennifer came around to the back of the stall and bent over the chair. She always enjoys these trips, and Edwardo didn’t have to spend any time at all getting her ready before he slipped his fat cock inside of her waiting pussy.
“Mmmmmmm… that feels so good Edwardo.” Jennifer was moaning loudly now. I like it when you go hard like that!
Edwardo very much liked the sounds that Jennifer was making. So much so that it did not take him very long to finish. “Here are your vegetables ma’am. Thank you very much!”
“It is always my pleasure!” Jennifer reassured him as she took her basket and strolled on to the next stall.
The cheese vender spotted Jennifer in her yellow dress and waved her over. “I have a very nice selection here for you today! I have this beautiful block of white cheddar, some mozzarella, and a honey-cinnamon whipped cream cheese!”
“Oooooo! That sounds amazing!” Jennifer gushed at the woman. She loved cheese. In fact, it was one of her favorite foods, and this lady made the most delicious cheese! “What’s your price?”
“I could do it all for 10 swats with my paddle and some of your best tongue action?”
Jennifer thought for a few seconds. The cheese lady was mean with that paddle, but she does love cheese and going down on women. “It’s a deal!” Jennifer exclaimed, handing her basket over and placing both hands on the far side of the stall. She loved to do things out in the open. Some people get off on that.
The woman came around from the back of the stall with her large paddle. This wasn’t Jennifer’s favorite part for sure, but the cheese lady loved it and it put her in the mood for Jennifer’s tongue. Thankfully she wasn’t at full strength today and Jennifer made it through all 10 swats without tears. Her beautiful ass was all red though. As the cheese lady sat on the table and spread her legs apart for Jennifer’s attentions, Jennifer bent over at the waist to lick her, sticking her ass luridly in the air and waving it a little. Anyone who walked past, or stopped to watch the show, would be able to see the red cheeks peeking out from under her yellow sundress.
Jennifer was enthusiastic and thorough as she worked the cheese lady up to her orgasm. Jennifer loved the taste and feel of a woman on her tongue. It was so fun to play with a clit. You could do so many things to tease and work it, and women always make the best noises. Jennifer liked licking it slowly and rhythmically, then switching it up and flicking her tongue back and forth over and over. She slid a couple of fingers inside the woman as she got closer and closer to orgasm. She worked her expertly until the woman screamed out in ecstasy.
“That was very nice! Please enjoy your cheese!” The woman said as she hopped down and took her place behind the table again.
Jennifer picked up her basket and strolled on again, making her way to the next stall. The honey man was tall, and in possession of the biggest cock Jennifer had ever had inside of her. She was very glad that it was not her first stop, but she was in need of honey. She waved at the man, and he waved back cheerfully.
“Could I interest you in some honey today darling?” he asked with a wink.
“I would love some honey today, thank you!”
“Well then come over here and bend that nice red little ass over. I was watching you with the cheese lady and I might be even harder than normal today.”
Jennifer liked the sound of that and happily came around and bent over for the honey man. He lifted her skirt and spent a few minutes admiring the gorgeous view in front of him. He had no idea where this glorious specimen got the idea that she could pay for things at the farmer’s market in sexual favors, but he certainly wasn’t going to correct her and ruin the fun. They all were rather fond of the sundress girl. It made Tuesdays just a little more enjoyable, and it was certainly worth a jar of honey to tap this beautiful sight in front of him.
He grabbed her red cheeks firmly and felt the last bit of heat radiating off of them. He took his cock out of his pants and rubbed it against those cheeks before teasing her clit with it and rubbing it against her beautiful pink opening. She was wet already. She was always wet and ready. The perfect woman really. At least the perfect woman at this moment. He slipped the tip inside while grasping her beautiful ass. It was a sight to see as he worked himself gently in and out of her until he was deep within her and she had adjusted to his size.
Jennifer was grateful that he always started out slowly. He was very big and thankfully he understood what that meant. He also made her feel very, very full. When he was pressed into her fully her eyes always opened really wide. It was like she had to make room somewhere. She loved the feeling of being full. She liked to imagine, when she was bent over for the honey man, that someone else was there to fill her mouth. It was so erotic, being stretched like this. Now he was thrusting. She felt his passion building as she was approaching her first orgasm. Oh, what was that? His fingers? He was rubbing her clit with one hand as he grasped her hips with the other. The sensations were too much for Jennifer and she yelled out “Yes!” as she came. The whole market turned around to watch as the honey man spilled himself into her.
As she grabbed her basket, it was almost as heavy as she felt light. Tuesdays always made her feel better. Perhaps it was the fresh air, or the fresh food. What else did she need? Oh yes! Mushrooms. The mushroom guy was a little weird, but she did love them.
As Jennifer headed over to the mushroom stall, she noticed that everyone was watching her. “That’s a little odd” she thought to herself before she smiled and waved cheerfully. Everyone waved back, so she didn’t think much of it. They were friendly. She liked friendly.
“Hey Simon! Do you have any portobellos today?”
“I sure do Miss Jennifer. Your usual order?”
“Yes please! It’s been a delightful day. Everyone is so friendly here!”
“You are a very special customer Miss Jennifer. Now come around and get on your knees so I can get my payment.”
Jennifer did as she was told. Simon loved to be sucked off. He never took long, and she loved having cock in her mouth, but Simon liked to cum all over her face and then have her walk around with it on her. She thought it was unusual, but she did love his mushrooms, so she wasn’t going to complain about it.
With one large groan Simon had marked her face with his juices. “I hope you have a lovely rest of your day dear,” he wished her as he helped her to her feet and handed her the very full shopping basket.
Jennifer started the walk back to her apartment. The sun was shining beautifully, and she felt good, aside from the quickly drying bit of cum on her face. She waved to her neighbors as she walked, greeting everyone she met along the way. She
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!


Comments (1)
Interesting but it just cut off abruptly.