The supermarket parking lot was sparsely populated when Samantha pulled her car into a spot. Turning off the car, she got out and looked around, meeting the eyes of a man across the lot. She noticed him looking her up and down, gauging whether to approach. She smiled and pulled her shirt up, exposing her braless breasts and pinched her nipples. She arched her back eyes sliding shut as she moaned squeezing a little harder. When she opened her eyes she noticed the man stalking towards her, his hands already reaching to his pants to unbutton the heavy denim.

When he reached her she turned towards her car and bent over, her short skirt riding up her backside exposing her ass and pussy; a silent invitation. A finger touched her pussy, sliding up and down, smearing the wetness that had already leaked out. It pushed past the outer folds and massaged her clit drawing a low moan from her mouth. At her moan, the pressure increased, causing pleasure to weaken her knees slightly.

“Oh. Oh yes.” She gasped, “mmmmm… fuck me please?”

The man behind her chuckled before removing his hand and pressing up against her backside. His erection slid between her thighs, pressed against her soaked pussy. He thrust against her a few times, coating his dick with her juices before pulling back and pushing the head against her opening. Slowly he slid into her, his cock grazing against the sensitive nerves and wringing a long moan from her. He pulled out and plunged back in, hitting her cervix, and sat there, rolling his hips and grinding himself into her.

“Yeesssss…” she hissed, the painful pleasure of having her cervix hit and ground on making her toes curl.

Fingers digging into her hips, he pushed her hips away from him as he pulled his own back, until just the head of his cock remained inside her before pulling her back and surging forward to slam into her.

“Fuck!” She yelled as he slammed into her again and again. She knew she’d not only have bruises on her hips but on her cervix as well. That didn’t stop her from meeting his thrusts with her own.

He stilled her as he came, holding her hips tightly against his own and grinding the head of his cock into her again. She felt his cum splash against her walls, filling her with its warmth and she groaned in satisfaction. He pulled out with a slick pop and smacked her lightly on the ass. She laughed and stood up straight, feeling the cum start to slide down and slick her thighs.

Looking over her shoulder, she winked at the man before pulling her shirt down and striding towards the supermarket. She grabbed a cart and walked through the double doors directly into the produce area. There were a few people milling around the area doing their shopping, but not many.

Samantha walked over to the lettuce and scanned the bags, looking for her preferred type, butter lettuce. Finding it on the bottom of the rack she bent over, flicking through the bags until she found the one with the latest sale by date. She was just about to stand back up when something cold and hard pressed against her pussys opening. She gasped in shock as the large head forced its way into her, sliding into her cum soaked hole easily. It was pushed in as deeply as it would go before it was pulled back out and thrust in again and again.

Samantha grabbed onto the lettuce rack to steady herself as she was fucked by the unknown vegetable, she could feel her orgasm building in her belly as the object was forced into her repeatedly. With a loud cry she came as the vegetable was pushed to her limit, almost disappearing into her pussy entirely. Her pussy sparked around the bulbous shape, keeping it in place as the unknown hand withdrew.

She sat there bent over the lettuce rack panting for a few moments, the vegetable still deep inside her, until she regained her composure. She reached between her legs and felt the familiar stem of a zucchini sticking out from between her lips and smiled. Deciding to leave her pussys new friend lodged inside her and stood up straight. She threw her lettuce into her cart and walked off to continue her shopping.