Dressing Room Fun [MF]

(previous story titled “Post-workout shower” for anyone interested)

Considering how much fun I had with Megan last week, I never expected this week’s rendezvous to surpass that.  But oh, did it ever. 

We had originally planned to go for a run together, maybe have more hot shower sex afterward.  Megan had other plans.  She wanted her idea to be a fun surprise for me so she texted me with a short message, only telling me that I should meet her at the mall at noon.  I was excited to see what she had planned for us, so I responded that morning and waited eagerly for the noon hour to roll around.

I got to the mall early and waited anxiously.  Suddenly my phone buzzed – “food court” was all the message said, but I needed no further explanation.  I got out of my car, locked it, and jogged in through the main doors.

When I got to the food court she was already there, sitting alone at a table in the corner, her long, dark hair pulled back and wearing a black sleeveless dress with floral prints.  It had an open back and a swooping v-neck, and the flowing length of the dress came only just above her knees as she sat cross-legged looking down at her phone.  She may have been waiting for a response from me, but in any case she didn’t see me as I approached.

“Is this seat taken?” I asked her with a smile, placing my hand on the back of the chair and pulling it away from the table to sit down.  She looked up from her phone and our eyes met.

“It is now,” she replied, smiling back at me with those beautiful brown eyes and full, pink lips.

I sat down next to her and we looked at each other, both having plenty to say but just enjoying the moment and the fact that we were seeing each other again for the first time since our previous steamy encounter the week before.  I loved how electric she was and how alive she made me feel when I looked at her, and how her mischievous smile alluded to all of the dirty thoughts that I just knew were going through her mind at any given time.  I placed one hand on her knee as she unfolded her legs.  She leaned in closer to me, her sweet perfume filling my nostrils.  She smelled divine and looked even better.

“I’m not wearing any panties,” she whispered softly into my ear.  She then leaned back with a coy smirk and looked into my eyes once again.  I was instantly hard.

“Is that so?” I replied, wanting to say something more clever, and realizing that my thoughts had suddenly become clouded due to the intoxicating effect of her secret, sexy revelation to me.  I traced my hand lightly up from her knee, across her thigh and down inside her leg, sliding her dress back ever so slowly as my hand moved across her soft skin.  She looked around, more excited than nervous, to see if anyone had caught my subtle movement.  They hadn’t.  I wanted to press further, to feel more of her warmth with my fingers, but she had other ideas.

“Not here,” she said, moving my hand away gently.  “I have something else in mind,” she revealed, and I became even more aroused at this new development.  She leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek with her soft lips, and started to stand up.  I stood with her, hoping against hope that the bulge in my pants wasn’t incredibly obvious to anyone around.  I adjusted slightly and took her hand.

“So, what do you have in mind?” I asked, eager to hear her response.

“Two words – dressing room,” she stated abruptly with a hint of an excited giggle, and off we went.

My heart was beating fast as we entered the large, mostly empty clothing store, our hands swinging wildly together between us as we walked past the coats and winter wear lining the displays at the entrance.  Something told me she had had this plan for a while, and that it was about to play out just as perfectly as her dirty, devious mind had devised.

She led me to a back corner just past a rather unoccupied service desk, past several racks of returns and clearance clothing, to a little nook tucked away around a corner, away from unsuspecting eyes.  The dilapidated sign said “D_essing ro_m,” and it was easy enough to deduce what it was despite the missing lettering.  I looked around.  There were almost no customers back in this section at all, let alone sales clerks.  It was clear that this was the neglected portion of the store reserved only for menial tasks given to those employees delinquent enough to be relegated to dealing with them.

Seeing that the coast was clear I grabbed Megan by the waist and pulled her towards me, embracing her in a deep kiss as our lips met, then parted.  She smelled so good and her skin was so soft.  I was already hard again as my right hand worked its way back around to the front of her dress as we continued to kiss, our tongues now flicking between our mouths, beckoning, teasing one another with each kiss.  I lifted her dress and slid my hand between her legs. She pulled back from our kiss just long enough to let out a soft moan. 

“Yes,” she whispered under her breath, and I took that as an open invitation.  My fingers found her warm slit, and I worked them down between her soft, smooth, shaved pussy lips.  I felt her wetness on the tip of my middle finger and inserted it inside of her gently at first, then further as she opened for me.  I traced it across her clit as I slid it back up, and again she moaned, this time with a more direct phrase – “I want you right now.”

I kissed her deeply once more, then grabbed her waist and walked her quickly back into the recesses of the single dressing room, closing the door behind us.  In an instant we were back at each others lips, breathing heavily in anticipation of what was about to transpire. 

I pressed her against the wall firmly and lifted one leg up onto the corner bench seat, and in the same motion dropped to my knees in front of her.  My mouth found her wetness as quickly and easily as my finger had moments before, and I licked her dripping pussy lips with fervor.  She covered her own mouth with one hand to keep from gasping and placed the other on the back of my head, pressing me into her soft, feminine mound.  I didn’t hesitate to respond with enthusiasm, my tongue diving deeper inside of her, tasting her delicious juices as I sucked and swirled with my mouth and tongue.

I moved up slightly and tongued her clit, which was firming up nicely upon my touch.  I circled it slowly with my tongue, maintaining an even pressure as she continued her muffled moans above me.  My hand reached up instinctively and again my finger was inside her, now penetrating her even as my tongue continued to pleasure her clit.  She cried out in pleasure and the sound escaped through her hand.  I knew she was ready for more.

I pulled away from her and stood up, wiping my chin.  She was still leaning with her back against the wall, almost shaking from pleasure and excitement at this point, eyes closed, breathing heavily, savoring the sensations of my touch.  I pulled the straps of her dress down over her shoulders and released her beautiful, perky little tits.  Her nipples were hard as I leaned in to lick and suck one, then the other in my mouth, cupping her breasts as I did so.

“Turn around,” I commanded her sternly in a low voice, and she complied willingly, eager for more.  I pulled her dress all the way down past her ass and let it fall to the floor.  She stepped out of it and I again pulled one leg up onto the bench so she was half bent over, half standing before me.  Her tight, perfect, sexy ass beckoned, but this time it was only her pussy that I desired.

I grabbed her wrists and positioned one against the wall in the corner and the other on the small shelf to her left so she could brace herself for what was about to come.  I grabbed one ass cheek firmly and squeezed, then separated her ass to get a better look at her pussy.  It was literally dripping her juices onto the floor at this point.  I quickly removed my clothes.

“You’re such a good little slut for me,” I declared matter-of-factly, and I smacked her ass hard, square on the back and just slightly to the outside.  She let out a cry.  With my other hand I leaned and smacked her other cheek harder than the first.  She cried out louder this time. 

Not wanting to give away our actions to any unsuspecting passersby, I put my right hand on the inside of her hip and my left hand around her face to cover her mouth as I pulled my right leg up behind hers on the bench.  I pressed my body against hers and leaned in.  My cock was throbbing hard, standing at full attention, and I could feel her wetness on the top of my shaft and on the tip as I began rubbing it under and against her pussy.  I released my grip from her right hip long enough to guide my cock between her juicy pussy lips and begin to open her tight little hole up with my thick cock. 

I moved my hand back to where it had been and pulled her toward me.  In the same moment I pressed my hips into hers and in an instant my cock was fully inside of her.  She tried to moan again but my hand was completely covering her mouth.  I held it there as my cock filled her completely with my first soft, slow, deep thrusts.  I pulled it away just long enough to ask her a question.

“Can you be a good girl for daddy and keep quiet while I fuck you?”

She nodded obediently, still breathing heavily, trying to control herself as she still let out the occasional little whimper.  I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head backward, exposing her tender neck.  Her mouth opened but she didn’t cry out.

“Good girl,” I said, praising her, as I continued my thrusts deep inside of her.

I kissed the side of her neck and began to quicken my pace as I fucked her.  Her tight, smooth little pussy opened up nicely for me, and I could feel her wetness as her juices dripped down my shaft.  My balls began slapping upward and against her clit as I pulled her hair with one hand and continued guiding her hips with my other.  Soon we were fucking at a furious pace.  I pounded her and was so very proud of her for remaining almost completely silent as she took my cock deep inside of her.

I released her hair and pushed her face up against the wall.  I didn’t want to hurt her, but I could tell she liked how rough and forceful I was with her.  I held her there as I fucked her harder and harder, faster and faster, until I could feel her already tight pussy clenching hard on my swollen cock.  I released her head and hip and reached down to finger her clit as I maintained pace with my humping, now adding my finger rubbing across the top of her pussy to the sensations of pleasure she was receiving. 

It wasn’t long before she came hard and she let out a cry of pure ecstasy as her juices squirted, dripping off of my balls in her moment of sweet release.  Hearing her moans and feeling her pussy tighten was enough to send me past the point of no return as well. 

Feeling my imminent ejaculation I fucked her hard with reckless abandon, absolutely pounding her sweet cunt as hard and as deeply as I could.  In a moment that seemed to pause the very fabric of space-time itself I gave one final thrust, pressing my cock as deeply inside of her as it could go, and releasing my huge load up inside of her in gushing bursts.  I continued to push as my cock squirted, each spasm bring a fresh wave of euphoric ecstasy flowing through me.  I moaned and pulled back, then pushed my cum up inside her once again with my cock.

When I finally pulled out she shuddered and nearly collapsed in my arms, her deep breaths matching my own as I held her from behind.  She turned around and we kissed deeply, passionately, consecrating our union with our tongues and lips.  She smiled and pulled back laughing.

“I needed that.  I fucking needed that,” she told me, still smiling broadly.

“Me too,” I replied.  “That was fucking incredible.  I’m so glad you thought of this!” I confessed excitedly, grinning back at her.

“So am I,” she said softly, exhaling, finally catching her breath.  “We need to do this again sometime.”

I agreed and we got on our clothes slowly, recovering from the intense physical experience we both had just shared.  We walked out as we had come in, hand in hand, our smiles and sex hair a dead giveaway to anyone keen enough to notice, but lucky for us no one did.  We completed our tryst with a kiss as we exited the store and went our separate ways, agreeing to see each other again next week to have even more steamy fun.

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