Tuesday morning surprise(Current Rating 72/100, based on 38 votes)
Tuesday dawned bright and cold, the November sun made the morning full of optimism. I made my way back across the main road, deciding to cut through the main shopping centre back to my car.
As I walked past the entrance to the department store, I saw her. I stopped in my tracks, entranced by the way she held herself. She wore a beige mac, tied at the waist, a black skirt showed under the hem. Thigh length black leather boots covered her calfs. Her hair was shoulder length, cut in a bob, and was the most wonderful shade of red. I caught a glimpse of her face, her lips were made up with bright red lipstick. On an impulse, I followed her.
She moved through the shop, stopping now and then to examine clothes, jumpers, trouser suits, jeans. I tried to act nonchalant, feeling if she knew I was following she might make a scene. She moved to the escalator, and took them to the next floor. I lost sight of her as I made my way after her.
Panicking, I turned at the top of the escalator and nearly barged straight into her! This floor was where they had the lingerie- my dream woman was looking at a selection of bras and panties, picking out a set, she looked around for the changing rooms.
Before she moved to the corner where the rooms were, I took a gulp of air, walked over to her, and said 'I bet you would look sensational in those'. The words were out of my mouth before my brain had engaged! She looked me up and down, put her head to one side. 'Follow me', she said.
My heart pounding, we walked across the empty store to the changing rooms. She entered one of the cubicles and stopped me with a 'Wait there', before pulling the door shut behind her.
I stood there for what felt an age, then the door unlocked and her hand took mine and pulled me inside.
She stood before me in a soft bra and French knickers- they were made of cotton, white with tiny pink rose buds- her pale white skin accentuating the erotic feelings rising in me. I said 'You look... amazing! So beautiful, so sexy, so....'
'Fuckable?' she finished my sentence for me. Ice breaker! I smiled and agreed with her, 'Extremely fuckable'. 'Well then', she said, her hazel eyes burning into mine, 'do you need an invitation?'
I moved to her, holding her face in my hands and kissing her lips, the lipstick smearing across her mouth. I dropped my hands to her ass, feeling her tight cheeks, then, kissing her neck I began to move down her body. I licked her throat, nibbling the skin gently, moving to her breasts, desperate to unleash them from the material and discover her hardening nipples.
I felt her hands on my shoulders, pushing me down onto my knees. 'Lick me' she begged. Behind her head was a hook on the wall, she held on to it and thrust her crotch into my face. I gave her a couple of licks through the cotton, tasting her for the first time, then pulled the leg of the French knickers to one side, seeing her beautiful, shaven pussy for the first time.
I ran my tongue across from bottom to top, her legs shuddered as she drove her centre into my face, and then I began to work my tongue into her, deeper and deeper, licking her clit, teasing her with my teeth. I placed one hand under her, one finger rubbing her butthole, pulling her tighter to my mouth. Her breath was rasping now, she was moaning softly. I looked up to her face, her cheeks were blushed with blood, her lips were pulled back from her teeth, her eyes closed. She was approaching orgasm.
In response, I slowed my ministrations on her clit, taking my time, not wanting to rush this. She ground her pussy harder to my face, whispering 'Fuck, fuck, fuck..' over and over. I made my tongue as stiff as possible, tongue fucking her sweet, hot cunt, and I felt her shudder as she came, wave after wave, her knees buckling beneath her. She dropped to her knees and kissed me deeply.
We stayed in that position for a minute or so, then she sat back on the leather stool in the corner of the changing room. Her eyes were still glazed- her breath still laboured. 'Take your clothes off', she told me. Not needing another request, I stood and was naked in seconds. I am not endowed with a monstrous cock, I'm only 5 inches or so, but I get extremely hard. She hooked her finger at me to stand in front of her, leaned forward and took me gently into her mouth. How I stopped myself coming right there, I'll never know! She worked her mouth up and down my shaft, her left fingers pulling gently at my balls. She commented her approval at the fact that I keep them shaved, I could just murmur 'Mmmm' as I struggled to retain myself. She must have sensed I was close as she stopped, reached behind her and removed the bra. She laid back across the stool, her legs spread slightly. I made to remove her knickers- 'Leave them on', she whispered.
From my position at her feet, I kissed my way up her legs, her thighs, across her stomach, upwards. Her breasts were small, but firm, not disappearing as she laid back. I moved my hands over them, caressing her nipples, stiffening under my touch. I moved my dry lips over them, then licked them gently with my tongue, softly kneading the firmness of her wonderful breasts. I kissed back up her neck to her mouth, our tongues wrestling gently. She placed one hand on my dick, pulled the fabric of the knickers to one side, and guided me in.
Sweet heaven! Her pussy was tight and milked my prick as I began to move in and out of her, I was trying desperately to keep things slow, wanting this moment to last forever. She raised one leg and placed it over my back, pulling me into her harder with each stroke. I looked into her eyes as I thrust into her hot centre, feeling her silkiness wrapping my cock and sucking me in. She buried her head in my neck, biting me ear as she came again, telling me 'Harder now, please!'.
I sped up my thrusts, almost pulling my cock free of her cunt as I felt my balls tightening. She came once more. I pulled out and rubbed my cock against her hard clitoris, finally shooting my hot semen over the knickers, across her stomach, some of it splashed across her breasts.
We lay, still, holding each other for what felt like an eternity. I became aware of people outside the cubicle, and wondered if they were partial to our intimacy. She reached to her handbag and took out a packet of tissues, handed one to me and began to clean herself up. The knickers were soaked with cock and cunt juice.
'I guess I'll have to buy these now', she said, a smile in her eyes.
'Let me, please, it's the least I can do', I offered, feeling chivalrous.
She looked into my eyes, planted a kiss on my lips, and said, 'The least you can do is to be here next Tuesday, and the Tuesday after that. In fact, keep every Tuesday free, we have a whole lingerie section to get through'
Author: Sanchez88 |
