Undressing in the Dressing Room

Undressing in the Dressing Room Undressing in the Dressing Room

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Forced to tag along on my girl friends shopping trip on my day off wasn't so bad when I discovered how alone we were in the store dressing room....

Summary

Forced to tag along on my girl friends shopping trip on my day off wasn't so bad when I discovered how alone we were in the store dressing room....

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Submitted: March 13, 2016

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Submitted: March 13, 2016

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Undressing in the Dressing Room

Why Charlotte made me accompany her on my day off to do her shopping amazed me. I wanted to relax, go to a movie or spend the afternoon in her bedroom, but she insisted I go along. Tuesday is a boring enough day, and the department store management knew it; there were hardly any sales clerks in the ladies department, but Charlotte managed to find a few things of interest.

I plunked down in the soft easy chair by the changing/dressing room entrance, which I presumed was there just for guys like me. The store seemed almost abandoned, and it was lunch time, so we were on our own.

And then it occurred to me; WE WERE ON OUR OWN! I knew Charlotte had taken a handful of bras and panties to the dressing room, which meant the majority of her clothes would be on the floor or hanging up. I didn’t even have to look around, I just boldly walked into the dressing room, right up to the only closed door in there.

I didn’t want to frighten her, so I whispered, “Charlotte! Open the door!”

I heard the latch slide and she opened the door and whispered loudly, “Ben! What the fuck are you doing in here? You’ll get us arrested for fuck’s sake!”

Pushing past her, I closed the door, slid the latch to lock it and grabbed her. I kissed her hard on the mouth and she dropped the bra she had in her hands, which left her breasts free for the taking. She tried to push me away but I backed her up against one of the walls, which I noticed was a mirror. Three walls, three mirrors, this was going to be hot.

I ground my mouth against hers until she stopped squirming, and slid a hand down inside the front of her panties. She knew better than to resist me at this point, and she spread her legs. My fingers slid into her so easily that I knew the game was on.

Stepping back, I pushed her gently to her knees. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my erection. “Suck my cock, Charlotte; I want to watch in the mirrors.” She rolled her eyes in disbelief but did not object. “Put your hands behind your back and let me fuck your mouth,” I instructed. She loves being used like that. I grabbed her pony tail in one hand and moved her head back and forth slowly.

Looking back and forth in the mirrors on both sides, I watched my cock disappear into her mouth, almost to the base and then back to the tip. She swirled her tongue around the tip before I pushed it back into her mouth and I moaned with pleasure. It always felt good, but to see it at the same time was like my own personal porn film. She reached around and slapped me on the ass but I didn’t feel it through my pants.

She loves sucking cock and she would do it until I can’t come any more, but I was too hot to come so quickly. I pulled her up and kissed her again. She shimmied out of her panties and stepped to the middle of the floor facing the center wall, spreading her legs.

“Eat me, Ben, I want to watch, too,” she whispered.

Fuck yeah, I’m all over that pussy any time she wants, and she knows it. I sat down on the floor and I knew it would have looked silly; my cock sticking up out of my pants like a tiny pink telephone pole. She grabbed my head with one hand and hooked a leg over one of my shoulders. Her other hand started rubbing and squeezing one of her breasts as my mouth made contact.

As soon as my tongue entered her slit, she moaned, “Oh, fuck yeah, babe, get in there, eat me.”

I tongued her for a while and looked up at her as she turned her face from one mirror to the other, adding the vision to the feeling. She seemed to get even hotter, bumping herself into my face. Then I concentrated on her clit while I pushed two fingers into her wet hole. She went crazy, pulling my mouth harder against her.

Pumping my fingers in and out of her as fast as I could, I sucked on her clit and she came, and she didn’t seem to care about being heard. Her usual orgasm fueled voice almost yelled, “Shit! I’m coming! Holy fuck, Ben; don’t stop!”

Had there been anybody out in the department they would surely have heard the wetness of my hand slapping her flesh as I fingered her. I was so excited myself that I moaned into her sex. Before she could completely compose herself, I pushed her leg off me, stood up and turned her around.

She went against the center wall mirror, arms stretched out to her side and the side of her face against the mirror. The mirror began to steam up each time she breathed on it. I couldn’t wait to get out of my clothes, I just shuffled up behind her, pulled her hips back just enough to enter her from behind.

Her pussy was so wet I could have slid a baseball bat in there if she weren’t so tight. My cock has always been thick enough to satisfy her, to stretch her without any pain. I didn’t have to ease it in, I literally stabbed her pussy and her pussy sucked it in like a wet vacuum. Balls deep, I drove for gold, pushing for her depths and enjoying the feel of her contractions, not quite finished from her climax.

She was facing the mirror on the side wall and she moaned to me, “Ben, look; that is so fucking hot; I’m gonna cum again pretty soon!”

I had been looking the other way, at the mirror on the other side wall. There was no sign of my cock; only my body, fully clothed pounding against her naked ass. When I turned to look in the other mirror, our eyes met in the mirror. “Make me come, Ben,” she said softly.

The lustful look in her eyes was almost like feeling her mouth sucking on me. I came almost instantly, our eyes locked in the mirror, and our faces each reflecting the sheer joy and pleasure we were feeling. I grunted with each thrust, emptying myself in her. I kept thrusting, although more slowly until I went limp and slipped from her wetness.

I staggered back, barely able to maintain my balance. She slid down the wall and turned around on her knees. She leaned forward and sucked me clean, but I had to stop her when I started getting hard again. I helped her to stand and she put her arms around my neck. We kissed, softly and I could feel her smile against my lips as she whispered, “Let’s go to a movie…..”

 

 


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