Author: SquirtedDidYeAye

You still cannot decide what boots you want to buy so you decide to take me shopping with you to help you choose. I don’t normally like shopping but you have been complaining for a while and I think you just need to get it done so you can shut the fuck up and stop being a whiney little bitch. We are 3 shops in and I am starting to lose my attention and get bored and each pair of shoes looks like the last pair. With still no decision made we get up to go to the next shop but I notice as we walk past that one of the changing rooms are empty.
I am not going to miss this opportunity and push you in and close the door right away. I turn around and you start telling me that we cannot do anything in here and that people will hear and it will be obvious! The only thing obvious is how you begging and pleading is just making you look stupid are you know that you have no choice in the matter. I take my hand and place it directly around your throat and use my body weight to trust you against the mirror while not once breaking eye contact with the silly little girl. your body has gone rigid in anticipation.
With one hand on your throat, I use the other to pinch your nipple, turn and pull it towards me, at this point, I can feel your pelvis shift and I know that you have had that first wave of wetness and want to fill your warm pussy.
I pull your nipple even harder as I start to lower my hand down the front of your top and down against your hip where I push it against the mirror as well making sure that you are pinned and know that you are under my control. Pop there goes the button on your jeans and the zip goes down on its own…. obviously conditioned to know that you are a slut and that it will never stay up if it does need to. I get the ridge of your knickers and pull them up so that your sticky wetness now leaves a damp patch that you will need to wear until we get home.
Eye contact cannot and shall not be broken and I kiss your pretty lips while you stare into my dead eyes. You know at this point it is game over for you……… I release your throat and grab your jeans on each hip and pull them down to the middle of your thighs exposing your soaking wet grey Calvins.
I run 2 fingers over your pussy to make sure your underwear is wet and is going to be as uncomfortable as it can be. Still staring into your eyes we are now forehead to forehead and nose to nose! My fingers now run the way right the opening of your drenched pussy as I slightly slip my fingers in with your underwear in tow. Your body automatically reacts and your push down to try and take the length of my fingers but your underwear stops it. You should know by now that you do not control any situation and are given a slap across the face for not being a good girl. A Kiss and a Sorry Sir later and you are forgiven.
Your knickers don’t last much longer and they are pulled down to sit inside your jeans. I can already smell your pussy in the air so why wait any longer? I take my 2 fingers and run them over your clit and like a magnet my fingers are inside your dripping wet pussy and you let out a little gasp. A little more force and your greedy cunt is taking the full length of my fingers and your moaning is getting louder so you need to be shut up… My forearm is placed across your face and you are forced to bite down on it each time I slide my fingers inside you.
Knowing how your body works is my skill and my thumb starts to flick back and forward over your clit in time with the finger thrusts. There is a lot of panting, biting and squirming coming from you so I know you are not far away.
I throw you around and your face is now against the mirror while you are prone and your ass is exposed to the world. It’s time to slide 4 fingers into you from behind and you have become a pool of putty in my hand. I grab your hair and tilt your head back so you have to look at how much of a slut you are in the mirror, the thrusting is getting harder, faster and deeper while you are trying to fight the orgasm that is about to cum.
Faster, Faster, Faster is where we are now and I am not going to stop until you cum like the little slut you are but that was not far off as I push the fingers deep inside and feel your whole body relax and a gush of wetness dribbles down your leg. Your jeans and underwear are now soaking to the point there are visible marks on them…… Now who wants to go around any more shops looking like that

8 Hours, 8 fucking hours that was 1 car journey, 2 flights, 3 trains and I am at your door with bleary eyes from the tiredness. It’s -11c when my cold hands knock on your door after a tough week of emotional wrangling and a lot of edging.

I knock on the door again and still no answer, but I do see your slender silhouette at the kitchen window and notice what looks like headphones on. I decide that I am going to go round the back of the house and into the back door to surprise you. The walk to the back door in the cold air takes my breath away and I need to compose myself at the backdoor before knocking on it. But what is this? Your backdoor is slightly ajar and I can just push it open………..

With your music playing in your head you have no idea that I am at your backdoor so I decide that this is my time to push the door open and give you the surprise of your life. I push the door open trying to make sure that it doesn’t creek and give the game away but you are still totally oblivious. I am now in your living room watching you dance about the room to the music like a silly little girl. Read more »