Melissa stood silently in the department store, pretending to look at a pair of designer sunglasses. She was still new to living the life of a beautiful eighteen year old girl, and she was strutting around the women’s department trying to look as sexy as possible. She had gone out looking for some more dirty fun, and was looking the middle aged men up and down as they checked her out. After about half an hour, she noticed a man that she assumed was around fifty years old shopping with his teenage daughter.
She caught his eye and gave him a seductive smirk, biting her lower lip and batting her thick eyelashes as she played with her long, blond hair. The man, Melissa observed, was trying to focus on his daughter. Melissa’s fit young body seemed to draw his attention, however, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
Melissa began to tease in the most obvious, and least subtle ways. She couldn’t control herself, she could feel her lace thong moistening and clinging to her shaven mound as the man watched her. Her little pink crop top was tight over her perky breasts, which were unencumbered by any kind of bra. Her denim mini skirt barely covered her backside, and she wore bubblegum pink, peep toe stiletto heels. Melissa made sure to bend over for the staring father, showing off her petit, firm backside, and pushing her cleavage together as she grinned devilishly at him.
They man couldn’t hide the growing bulge that was clearly visible at the front of his jeans. He turned back to his daughter to hand her the outfits that he was holding for her, and she made her way into an empty dressing room. The man looked back toward the sultry young woman that had made him so unwantedly hard, but she wasn’t standing where he had last seen her. Melissa was now right next to him, opening the door of the dressing room right next to where the stranger’s daughter was trying on clothes.
Melissa raised her hand toward the middle aged man, and dragged her long, french manicured finger down his chest. She gently grabbed onto the front of his shirt, and soon she was pulling him into the dressing room, with not so much as a glance around to make sure they weren’t spotted by the department store staff.
“Woah, wh-” the man started, but was cut off by a slender, feminine finger pressed to his lips.
“Shhh, you wouldn’t want your daughter to know what her big, sexy daddy is doing.” Melissa whispered in a sweet, playfully innocent voice.
Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees, and began to unzip the stranger’s jeans. She looked up at him, relishing in his concerned, yet intrigued expression. She pulled his already granite solid cock from his boxer briefs, and with a hungry look in her eyes, she devoured it.
Melissa hadn’t tasted her neighbours cock that morning during their impromptu hookup on her couch. This was the first time she had had a throbbing member in her mouth since turning into the pretty teenage girl that she was meant to be. The dressing room stranger tasted like heaven, his cock leaking into her mouth as she eagerly bobbed her head up and down. The soft moans escaping the older man’s lips made Melissa squirm, her panties soaking further as the fear of being caught gave her a thrill.
The father ran his fingers through her hair, and the flavour of his bitter precum made her quiver. Just as she could feel him start to tense up, she pulled the pulsating appendage from her mouth, and stood up once again in front of him.
“Do you wanna fuck my eighteen year old pussy?” She whispered, playfully grabbing the hem of her skirt and turning around as she lifted it.
“Oh, jesus, I mean…of fucking course! But, here? I don’t really think we should-” he lost his train of thought and trailed off as the petite young woman bent over, her denim skirt pulled up around her waist, and her supple round ass sticking up in front of him. “H-holy shit.”
She knew she had him with that simple gesture, but she wanted to flex her seductress muscles. Melissa looked back over her shoulder, like she had seen in so many porn videos, teasingly bot down on her index finger and gave the department store stranger a sweet, innocent smile.
It worked. Almost before she could brace herself against the dressing room bench, he was grasping her hips from behind, and yanking her rose pink thong out of the way. Soon, his mushroom tip was pressing against her glistening pussy, and he thrust forward with a muffled grunt, penetrating her without resistance. He wasted no time, and was immediately pumping in and out, in and out, pushing her against the wall of the dressing room.
Melissa was in heaven. Fucking her neighbour in her own apartment was one thing, but a complete stranger, in a public place, with his daughter separated from them only by a thin dressing room wall? This was what she had dreamed of. She was finally the slutty teenage girl that she had fantasized about when she was a man.
Every thrust into her smooth, velvety chasm made the man tremble, his fingers dug into her ass, and just as he was about to release, they heard a voice.
“Hey dad, do you see any of those navy blue jeans in a smaller size?” The daughter shouted from the other side of the wall. The distraction seemed to slow the progress of the father’s thrusts, but Melissa was even wetter as the man fucked her while listening to the sound of his daughter’s voice.
“Um, uh…” the older man stuttered, still slowly sliding in and out of the young girl’s tight hole. Melissa didn’t want him to stop. She knew that hearing his daughter call to him, and being expected to respond, was worrying, but to her it was just a cherry on top of the depraved sundae that was about to make her cum.
“They were the ones on the rack next to the cash register, you, know,the ones with the little green flowers on the back pockets.” The daughter continued. The stranger seemed to slow even more, perhaps, Melissa thought, expecting this to stop their fun. She wouldn’t allow that.
Melissa pushed back against him, grinding her slippery cunt against his cock and twerking up and down. The man leaned back against the dressing room wall that they shared with his daughter’s room, and Melissa bounced her firm backside, milking him as the young girl next door continued to talk to her father.
“Are you still out there? While you look for a size 4 could you also grab me a pair of those fuzzy socks on the counter? Those are so cute.” The young voice echoed through the changing area, and the man tried and failed to muffle his heavy breathing.
“Y-yes honey…sure I-nnggh-” he tried to cover up his filthy dressing room fling, but couldn’t raise his voice loudly enough to respond without letting out a full, long, moan. He looked down at the perfect, petite ass that was bobbing up and down and grinding against his tumescent manhood, his full length being swallowed by this ravenous goddess. Her blond hair draped over her shoulders as she looked back at him, her hungry eyes begging for his creamy gift.
He knew that he should stop, that they could be caught at any moment and he and his daughter would be thrown out of the store in shame. He knew that it was wrong, that he should zip up his pants, walk out into the store and help his daughter shop. As he looked down at the twerking department store floozy that had seduced him with her taut body and eager mouth, his decision was made for him.
“Daddy?” The confused voice of the man’s daughter called out from the other side of the wall. “Are you bringing me the jeans and those socks?”
Melissa peered up at him, a devilish smirk in her angelic face. She bit her lower lips, slit grinding against his throbbing member. She licked her lips, let out a soft, hypnotic, whimpering groan, and with a seductive sigh she said to him:
“Well…daddy?”
There was little build up, and the climax came to him without warning. The father reached out and grabbed on to the metal wall hook with his left hand, and gripped the back of Melissa’s shirt with the other. With a few involuntary thrusts, he began to release his thick, milky load into her welcoming womb.
Melissa had achieved what she had only imagined, and as the stranger filled her with his viscous, masculine fluid, she too reached climax. She could feel the familiar sensation of semen spilling into her chasm, the warm sensation of cum gushing out around the older man’s cock and dripping down her thighs. Her clit tingled, every nerve in her body firing at once and her muscles tensing as her orgasm overtook her senses. Her new secret lover tried desperately to stifle his animalistic grunts, and with one long, satisfied sigh, he gave the young beauty one last thrust and emptied that last of his cream into her velvety oasis.
In the moments of post coital clarity, the man pulled his glazed dick from Melissa’s clenching chasm, and quickly tucked himself back into his pants. Melissa stood up, her legs aching and wobbling as she pulled her denim mini skirt back down over her perfectly round derriere, and turned to face the stranger. His expression was one of contentment mixed with instant post orgasmic regret. He didn’t say a word, simply rushed out of the dressing room and made his way to the counter to retrieve the items that his daughter had asked for.
Melissa took a moment to straighten her skirt, comb her fingers through her matted hair, and made sure her lipstick was straight after her messy blowjob. She applied a layer of pink lip gloss, smoothed out the creases on her crop top, and slipped her foot back into the stiletto heel that had been knocked off during the commotion. She opened the door, and as she strutted out into the open department store, she caught the unsuspecting eye of the daughter coming out of the changing room next to her.
“Super cute socks, huh?” Melissa commented on the fuzzy pair of socks in the girls hand. Her father stood next to her, turning away to avoid eye contact as the beautiful young woman gave the teenage girl a playful wink.
“Yeah! So adorbs!” Melissa giggled, and as the father glanced over at her, she gave him a seductive look, licking her lips before turning on her heel and making her way through the store to the exit.
As she walked by all of the various men shopping with their wives, girlfriends, daughters, and friends, she smiled at the blissful sensation of cum dripping down her firm highs, and wondered what filthy adventure she would go on next.
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