Eric was still sitting where Karen had left him. The video was still playing and was at a scene where a black guy, Eric’s long time friend, Jim, had lifted Grace up. Her legs were over his arms, his hands grasping her arse, as she held on around his neck and was bouncing up and down on his huge black cock.
Just like Karen, Eric was going over the event that had just taken place in his mind, and the memory of Karen laying before him naked and spread eagle had him slowly stroking his cock back to life.
Karen finally pulled herself together and moved to the living room. She also was running the mornings events through her mind.
My God, I openly exposed myself to Eric while masturbating in his living room, watching a video of his dead wife being fucked like a porn star by two black men. I’m not sure what was worse? That or Eric openly jerked himself off, watching me. I’m going straight to hell! She thought.
She leaned back on the settee, her beautiful legs naturally falling open as they did. She reached down between her legs and realized one thing about what had happened. It had certainly made her incredibly wet and aroused. Karen softly toyed with her wet lips run her fingers through them, coating them in her sticky wetness before bringing them to her mouth and sucking them clean.
“Jesus, what’s wrong with me lately? I seemed to be constantly horny and always wet,” she said before deciding to have a shower and head to the mall for some shopping therapy, hoping it would take her mind off this mornings event.
Karen showered and dried herself, blow-dried her hair and put on some make-up. She walked to the wardrobe to decide what to wear to the mall. It was a warm day outside, so chose a thin summer dress that came down below her knees. Holding it up to her body and standing in front of the mirror, Karen suddenly remembered how exciting it had been to expose herself to Eric.
Just remembering how only an hour earlier she had gotten off in front of her elderly neighbour and how excited and wet she had become from him seeing her naked and with her pussy spread open for him. she hung the dress back up and searched for something a little more revealing.
Karen’s mind raced as she searched for a dress that would show a little more flesh. She didn’t understand why, but just the thought of a stranger getting a glimpse of her upper thigh or panties turned her on so much that her pussy was leaking like a broken faucet. What was compelling her to suddenly need to be admired by men other than her husband, Kevin?
Filing through the dresses in her wardrobe, she finally came across one her daughter had bought for her a couple of years ago. But was never brave enough to wear it in public; it was short, at least four to five inches above her knees, even higher when sitting down. Then it barely covered her crotch.
The dress was cream in colour with a light floral print and around the neck string strap. The material was a silky satin type material that was completely fly away in the lightest of breezes.
As Karen held it up, she remembered why she had never dared to wear out in public. At her age, it was almost obscene, but this was a different Karen than the one that worried about what people thought. Throwing caution to the wind, she stepped into the dress and tied up the strap in a bow behind her neck.
Karen did something else she had never done before; she didn’t put on any underwear. Checking herself in the mirror grabbed her bag and keys and headed for the garage. Karen pulled onto the dual carriage motorway as she pulled up to a red signal on the outside lane. She looked across and realized she was parked next to a large truck.
She instinctively went to adjust the hem of her dress by pulling it down but then remembered precisely why she had worn this dress in the first place. It was a bustling intersection, and she knew the light would take some time to change. Karen shifted in her seat, lifted her left leg, placed it across her right knee, and adjusted the strap on the four-inch slingbacks she had chosen to wear.
The action, of course, would cause the silky material of her dress to slide up her leg, exposing her entire upper thigh. Out the corner of her eye, she saw the truck edging forward and realized that the driver was trying to get a better look up her dress.
She placed her foot back down and then made out like there was a mark on her dress. She lifted the hem of the dress, exposing her naked pussy while making a rubbing motion on her dress. With her pussy now entirely on display to the driver, she felt an intense shiver run through her entire body and a rush of pussy juice flood to her meaty pussy lips.
The lights changed to green, and she moved away, to the sound of the truck’s air horn tooting as she did. Looking in the rearview mirror, the driver was hanging out of the window, giving her the thumbs up.
Karen could not believe the pure energy and excitement surging through her body from exposing herself to a total stranger. She felt empowered for the first time since her marriage. She felt in control of her own body, realizing that she wasn’t just a middle-aged housewife, mother & grandmother. She was a sexy, desirable woman with assets that men desired.
Karen pulled her SVU into the underground car park and drove up and down looking for a space, finally finding one just as another car spotted it as well, so she swung in quickly but couldn’t make it in one go, the man in the other vehicle seemed to be quite angry and got out of his car to come and tell Karen that she was taking his park.
Karen couldn’t get into the park unless he moved his car. So she watched as he approached her window, obviously to give her a mouthful. Karen decided to put her new power to the test and, before he reached her window, slid the hem of her dress up so that just her pussy lips were exposed.
The man reached her window, and Karen wound it down. “I’m sorry, I can’t park properly if you don’t move your car, sir.”
“Move my car? That is my par…..” His words were cut short as his gaze dropped to Karen’s lap. He stood there, unable to put the rest of his words together. He could see Karen’s long moist lips escaping from under the hem of her dress.
“I’m sorry, that’s fine. You were clearly here; first, I’ll find another spot. Have a wonderful day, ma’am.” The gentleman climbed back into his car and reversed back, giving Karen room to swing into the parking spot. Karen watched as the male driver was hit with a barrage of questions and hand gestures from his now angry wife, probably asking why he had given up the parking space.
Once inside the mall, Karen could not believe the admiring looks and attention she was getting from the male shoppers but was also very aware of the equal amount of disgruntled faces she was receiving from men’s wives.
Karen wandered around browsing windows before entering a sports store as she needed a new pair of runners. She was looking at all the runners when a young female assistant asked if she needed any help.
“No, I’m fine browsing. Thank you,” Karen replied, telling a little white lie. She wanted the young, well-built, athletic male assistant to finish with the customer he was serving; Karen picked up a pair of runners, turned them over, and looked at the sole when she heard a deep mesmerizing voice behind her.
“Can I help you, ma’am?”
Without even turning to face him, she held up the shoe and said, “Do you have these in size seven”
“Yes, we do. I’ll go out and get them for you, please take a seat, and I’ll be right back. I’m Brad, by the way.”
Karen sat on the bench provided and contemplated precisely how she would expose herself to the young, innocent Brad. The store clerk came back carrying a box. He knelt down and looked at Karen’s foot as she pointed it towards him.
“Do you need some sports socks to try them on with, ma’am?”
“Yes, thank you! That would be great.”
He stood up and walked over to the counter to get some socks. Karen took this opportunity to lift her leg up across her other knee and remove her slingbacks. As the young man arrived back, he handed her the socks and knelt down at her feet as he had before.
“Can you hand me the left shoe, please?” Karen asked Brad but Brad didn’t respond. “Young man, can I have the left shoe please,” Karen said a little louder this time.
Karen looked down at the young man and had to stifle a giggle. Brad was staring at her open wet pussy lips and utterly unaware that she was even talking to him. Karen gave a slight cough, startling him from his trance and bringing him back to reality.
“The left shoe please,” Karen once again asked.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I zoned out there for a minute my apologizes,” the clerk stuttered to get out as he handed the shoe to Karen.
Karen, not changing her position, and her pussy openly displayed to the young clerk. She slipped the shoe on then lifted her foot to him.
“Can you do up the laces, please?” Karen said, holding her stretched out leg up.
“Yes, of course.”
He placed her foot on his thigh and threaded the laces through the shoe. Brad had seen his share of girls before and had even seen up plenty of dresses. But this was different. This was a mature woman with the most amazing pussy he had ever seen. Most of the young girls he had the opportunity to perv on wore boring cotton panties and a few of the more mature women that hadn’t been careful how they sat wore nice lace panties.
Brad had never had a beautiful mature woman like Karen come in with no panties at all. He had never seen a mature pussy before in the flesh. He loved how Karen’s darker, longer inner lips hung out from between the puffier outer lips, and they were wet. He could see the droplets of moister on them.
Then Karen did something that totally blew Brad away while holding one foot tying the laces. Karen lifted her other leg over onto that leg to put the other shoe on. In doing so completely spread her legs in front of him. Brad watched as her inner darker lips parted, showing him the inner pinkness of her profusely wet cunt.
Brad sat there dumbfounded. He watched in awe as clear sticky liquid leaked from her depths and rundown from between her lips and dripped on the bench seat Karen was sitting on. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.
Knowing Brad was staring up, her brazenly short dress. Drove Karen wild with desire. She couldn’t remember ever feeling so alive, so desired. Her pussy was flooding. She could feel her juices flowing to her pussy lips and knew Brad could see what she was feeling.
This was Kevin’s fault, she thought. If he were doing his duty as a husband and sexually satisfying her as he should, she would never have had that naughty conversation with Eric. And she definitely wouldn’t have been at his home watching a video of his deceased wife being gangbanged. And she definitely wouldn’t have masturbated in front of him. And she wouldn’t be here now at the mall dressed the way she was exposing her dripping wet cunt to a boy young enough to be her son.
With both of the shoes now on, Karen stood up, took a couple of steps, then bent down to adjust the tongue in the shoes. Her back was to Brad; she bent straight-legged at the waist and reached for her toes. The hem of her dress rode up over the cheeks of her tight, firm arse until her wet, dark pussy lips hung down between her legs.
Brad smiled as he watched Karen’s swollen pussy lips bulge out from between her closed legs. And he remembered one of his friends had sent him a meme of how a woman’s vagina resembled a Big Mac burger. Brad thought that’s exactly what Karen’s pussy looked like from where he was still kneeling.
Brad could see Karen’s smooth puffy outer lips, and then between them were longer, darker lips all wet and moist. It was defiantly something Brad wanted to eat right now.
“Hmmm their comfortable, and I like the colour, but they are a bit expensive. I might leave them,” Karen said, straightening back up and taking a few steps.
“Well, I get a good store discount working here, and I would be happy to discount them for you, ma’am,” Brad said, knowing he had offered his staff discount, which went against store policy.
“That very nice of you, Brad, but I don’t think you get that much discount working here, and I still think they will be too expensive,” Karen said as she sat back down and lifted her leg to remove the shoes exposing herself to Brad again.
“I’m the Junior Assistant Manager, and I can give you fifty per cent of the marked price.”
“That’s very generous of you, Brad., lifting her other leg and spreading them even wider. “If you can make it seventy-five per cent, you have a deal,” Karen said, looking up at Brad, her legs brazenly spread open.
Brad knew that it would have to come out of his sales bonuses at the end of the week, but it was well and truly worth it.
“Ok, deal!” Brad said firmly.
Karen stood up, handed Brad the shoes, and followed him to the cash register. She gave Brad her credit card, and Brad processed the sale. When he handed Karen the receipt and card back, he handed her his phone number as well. Karen thanked him and politely placed the number back on the counter.
“Thank you, Brad, but I’m a married woman, and I don’t accept strangers phone numbers, but I’m very flattered by the gesture,” Karen said.
She picked up the bag with the shoes and walked off, but she turned just before passing through the door.
“I hope you enjoyed the show as much as I enjoyed showing you.”
You have no idea, lady., he thought before excusing himself and heading straight to the bathroom to relieve the boner in his pants while the memories were still fresh in his mind.
Karen headed to the food hall for some lunch. While waiting for her food, she relived what she had just done in the sports store. Her body was tingling all over, and the sexual rush she got every time she knew Brad was looking at her pussy. It was like lighting surging through her entire body. And her pussy was leaking more than it ever had.
At one point, Karen had almost climaxed when she had bent over to adjust her shoes with her legs tight together. Just knowing Brad was staring at her beautiful wet pussy had nearly sent her over the edge into climactic bliss.
Thinking about it, Karen realized what she had done was damn near an act of prostitution. She had gotten what she wanted by exposing herself, but God, it was exciting. She loved her new persona and had no intentions of giving up her newfound pleasure of exposing herself to strangers. The high she had received was euphoric.
As Karen ate her lunch, she wondered if it would work on women as well. She remembered Eric telling her that Grace had often participated in orgies which included sex with women. It wasn’t something Karen had thought about a lot, but she had never thought about exposing herself either. And she loved doing that now. It was a real turn-on for her. Also, she loved the taste of her own pussy juices and wondered if other women tasted the same.
Karen made her way to a lingerie store browsing the racks of bras and panties but found the staff to be old and stuffy and not very attractive, so she left. She walked around the mall some more and was about to head home when she spotted a Victoria Secrets store from the upper floor down below.
Walking through the door, the first thing Karen noticed was the incredibly attractive sales assistant standing behind the counter. Karen stared probably a little too long before the girl looked up and smiled at her. Karen was instantly mesmerized by her beautiful smile.
The young girl was tall and had a fantastic figure which was perfectly complemented by her short skirt and a low cut tee shirt. Her fake boobs were barely contained in her top. Her golden blonde hair was tied up and had loose bits hanging down around her face, which looked nice, Karen thought.
Karen was rummaging through the racks of Bra’s when the girl touched her on the arm.
“Isn’t that just a gorgeous bra? It comes with three types of matching panties as well. My personal favourite is the lacy thong, but it also has the lacy bikini brief, and of course, the lacy boy shorts. Can I help you with any sizing or anything else”
Karen looked into her deep crystal blue eyes and at her perfect white teeth, God she loved this girls smile. “That would be great, thanks.”
“Oh, I love your dress, by the way, it’s so chic and sexy. So what type of bra were you looking for? Because you definitely don’t need one for that dress; you look amazing.”
“That’s so very sweet of you to say, but I had my first child twenty-five years ago, and after having children and breastfeeding, my boobs aren’t as perky as they once were, nothing like yours, so I need something to give me some lift and some cleavage,” Karen said, staring star-eyed at the sales assistant.
“Thank you, everyone, thinks mine are fake, but they’re not. I just wear a really good bra. Would you like to try a similar one on? They really give you good support and fabulous cleavage,” the young girl said, cupping her boobs to emphasize the support they gave.
“That would be great; I’m Karen, by the way, and I’ll be honest, I thought your boobs were fake as well,” Karen said, surprised to find out the Sales girl’s boobs were natural.
“Oh, I’m sorry, how rude of me not introducing myself, I’m Candy, and it’s ok, I get that a lot.”
“Well, that’s a sweet name, Candy.”
“It’s not my real name. It’s my alter-persona, my real name is Harriet, but I hate that, so I just go by Candy now.”
“Well, Candy certainly suits your personality and your beautiful face.”
“Wow, thank you, that’s nice of you to say. Can I be honest with you? You don’t look old enough to have a twenty-five-year-old child.”
“Well, thank you, Candy.”
They both walked over to a rack near the change rooms while they talked, Where Candy removed a bra she believed would fit Karen perfectly.
Here I think this one will fit you perfectly. Would you like to try it on?”
“Absolutely, it’s gorgeous,” Karen said, taking the bra from Candy and holding it up.
Candy pulled the large, heavy curtain of the dressing room across to one side. The area in the change room was quite large. Two walls were ceiling to floor mirrors, and on the other wall was a red velvet padded bench seat and hooks to hang your clothes.
Karen stepped inside the change room, but Candy followed her and pulled the curtain closed.
“Oh, I thought I would be trying it on my own,” Karen said, surprised Candy had joined her in the firing room.
“No, silly, we offer proper fitting service here, so I help you to adjust the straps and fit the cups properly. You have no idea how many women are wearing the wrong size bra. Victoria Secret estimates around 90% of women are wearing ill-fitting bra’s. So when you come into our shop, we personally assist you in getting the right bra to fit your body and breast type.” Candy said with a beautiful big beaming smile.
Karen was a little nervous now as she knew damn well when she undid the bow on the straps around her neck; her dress would slide down her body and end in a little heap around her feet.
Karen began to feel very self-conscious about this beautiful young girl finding out she was totally naked underneath her dress. What would she think of an older woman like herself walking around with no underwear?
Plus, she had never been naked in front of such a gorgeous young girl who had already indicated that she would be touching her breast. And the thought of that instantly had Karen’s nipples rock hard.
She took the bra from Candy, who was holding it out for her and hung it on the hook. She bit her lip and thought, what the hell it had given her such a thrill to expose herself to Brad earlier. Maybe this might be fun as well.
Karen stood facing Candy, reaching behind her; she pulled on the bow letting the straps fall from around her neck. But kept her arm across her chest, preventing the dress from falling off her body completely.
“Come on, Karen, don’t be shy. I can assure you You haven’t got anything I haven’t seen before. Let’s get this bra on. I just know it’s going to look fantastic on you.”
Karen slowly moved her arm away from her chest, and the dress slid down her body like a silk scarf until it was a pool around her feet.
“Wow, sexy! Oh, God, I hope you don’t mind me saying that? But you have an amazing body and going commando, very daring of you, given the length of that dress.”
Karen went bright red with embarrassment and instinctively placed a hand over her pussy.
“Oh, I’m sorry I’ve embarrassed you, don’t be it was a compliment, and besides, I go commando all the time see.”
And with that, Candy reached down and lifted the front hem of her own skirt, revealing a smooth set of pussy lips topped by a small patch of pubic hair shaved into the shape of a love heart and dyed bright pink.
Karen gasped aloud as she looked on in surprise that Candy was so forward.
“Do you like it? The girl I’m currently seeing is a hairdresser. She did it for me a couple of days ago.”
“I do like it. It looks adorable.”
Candy held the hem of her skirt up a little longer and swayed her hip back and forth, proud of how her pussy looked, and then she dropped it back down before smoothing her skirt with her hand.
“Ok, enough show and tell, let’s get this bra on”
Karen took the bra from the hook and hanger and undid the clasp; she felt completely comfortable around Candy now and almost felt an urgency of anticipation of having Candy touch her breasts.
“Alright, just slip both your arms through here, and I’ll do it up, then we can set about adjusting it for you.”
Candy did the clasps up at the back; then, she let the straps out a bit. The bra stock always comes into the store with the straps shortened, so they hang better on the hangers. Putting her hands on Karen’s shoulders, she turned her around. Candy slipped her hand into the bra cup and took hold of Karen’s breast lifting it and setting it in the cup in the correct position. She then did the same to the other breast.
But this time, Karen was sure she took longer, and it felt like Candy was deliberately massaging the palm of her hand against her already erect nipple. Even if it was just her imagination, it sent an electric pulse directly to her now leaking pussy. Turning Karen back towards the mirror, she asked, “Well, what do you think? It looks fantastic, doesn’t it? I mean, it really gets the girls up and out makes your breast look fuller and firmer and much larger.”
“Yes, it does. They look almost as good as yours. I can’t believe it. What size bra is this?”
“They’re a 30D.”
“No way, I’ve never been a D cup before. That can’t be right.”
“It is. I told you before. Most women don’t even realize that they’re wearing the wrong size bra’s.”
“What size are yours then? Because your breast looks amazing.”
“Well, it varies depending on the bra make, but today I think they’re a 34DD. Would you like to see them?”
“Yes, I would like that very much.”
Candy took hold of the bottom of the tight tee shirt she had on and lifted it over her head, and put it on the bench next to Karen. She then took hold of the little diamante clasp at the front of the bra opening it up to reveal a perfect set of large, firm perky breasts.
Karen could do nothing but stare at them. They were so different to her own. For one, they didn’t have the tiny stretch marks on top of them, and they were round, not drooping down. They seemed to defy gravity sitting high on Candy’s chest. They were firm but looked so soft to touch. The areolae were larger and pink, her nipples were larger also, and rosy reddish in colour. In Karen’s mind, they were perfect, exactly how she wished her’s looked.
“They’re real. Go on, feel them, I really want you to touch them,” Candy said, her tone changing from sales-pitch to lust-fuelled desire.
“Are you sure, Candy? Can I really touch them,”
“Oh please, I want you to hold them and caress them,” Candy said, almost pleading to be touched and caressed.
Karen reached out and placed a hand on each of Candy’s, round breasts giving them a light squeeze. She could actually feel Candy’s nipples harden in the palm of her hands. She looked up at Candy to gauge her reaction, but Candy had her eyes shut, and her head tilted back slightly.
Karen was in no doubt that Candy was enjoying her touch, so pulling her hand away from Candy’s firm breast, she leaned forward and took Candy’s hard nipple between her teeth, biting it like she loved having her nipples bitten almost to the point of torture. A moan escaped from Candy’s lips.
Throwing her head back, she took hold of Karen’s head and forced it harder onto her breast. Karen bit down a little harder on her nipple, causing Candy to moan even louder.
Candy slid her hand down between their bodies, her fingers sliding easily between Karen’s dripping wet lips. Candy ran her finger along the length of her pussy, making Karen moan as she bit and sucked Candy’s nipple.
Karen’s pussy lips were swollen and dripping wet with desire. Candy easily slipped two fingers deep into the inner depths, her fingers caressing Karen’s G-spot. This was enough to trigger Karen’s first orgasm, her body already hypersensitive from the blatantly slutty behaviour earlier with Brad at the sports store.
Karen threw her head back. She began to cry out in ecstasy as a wave of orgasmic pleasure and shudders surged through her entire body. With her mouth now clear of Candy’s nipple, this allowed Candy to push Karen back and down onto the padded bench seat.
With Karen now sitting and her legs slightly open, Candy looked into Karen’s eyes, searching for and hoping the older woman would allow her to taste her slick wet pussy. Candy now desperately wanted and needed to taste.
Karen’s lust-filled eyes said everything Candy needed to start slowly kissing her way down Karen’s silky smooth body. Taking each erect nipples one at a time between her lips, biting and sucking them before leaving a trail of kisses across her taut stomach as she neared Karen’s slick wet cunt.
As Candy’s lips kissed Karen’s smooth hairless mon Karen instinctively spread her legs wide, allowing her young lover Candy access to her most private treasure. Just the idea a beautiful young woman half her age was about to devour her dripping married cunt had another orgasm rapidly brewing.
The instant Candy’s tongue came into contact with Karen’s clit, Karen grabbed hold of Candy’s blonde hair. Entangling her finger through Candy’s long locks. Pulling her head hard against her climaxing cunt, forcing Candy’s tongue deep into her gushing wet gash.
Karen’s thighs gripped Candy’s head tight as her orgasm ripped through her body, her legs clamping shut as her juices sprayed hard into Candy’s mouth, the excess coating her pretty face.
As Karen’s orgasm subsided, so did the grip her thighs had on Candy’s head. Karen opened her eyes and was looking directly into a mirrored wall. She was immediately overwhelmed by the erotic scene looking back at her. She never dreamed that her legs would be draped over another woman’s shoulders, spreadeagled while a gorgeous and much younger woman was eating her cunt.
But she loved it. She absolutely loved what she was looking at in the mirror’s reflection. Karen had never seen such a beautiful sight before and wondered what she had been missing out on. Still, those thoughts were soon interrupted as another orgasm took over her body, causing her to grab Candy’s hair again and hold on for dear life as her body trembled and twitched on the expert tongue of her young lover.
Candy lifted her head from between Karen’s legs and, with a big wet smile, after Karen’s second orgasm subsided.
“You’re a squirter then. I love eating pussy that squirts,” Candy said, pleased she had done a good enough job to cause Karen to reward her with a mouth and face full of sweet cunt juices.
Candy straightened up and kissed Karen. Her tongue snaked into Karen’s mouth, allowing Karen to taste her own pussy, but then she did love the taste of her own pussy, and always had.
Karen wanted more. She wanted to taste another woman. She wanted her tongue deep inside Candy’s sweet young gash. Sliding forward on the bench, she stood up on shaky legs. Taking Candy’s hand, she lifted her to her feet, spinning Candy around and pushing her onto the bench seat.
Taking hold of each side of Candy’s short skirt, she pulled it up over her hips until it was bunched around her waist. Kneeling between Candy’s legs and using both hands, Karen eased Candy’s thighs apart, spreading her perfect young cunt open.
Candy eased her bum to the edge of the bench and pulled her legs up to her chest. Her extremely wet pussy was now spread wide, letting Karen know precisely what she wanted.
Karen wanted to savour her first woman on woman experience, so she lent forward, taking a deep breath inhaling Candy’s sweet intoxicating aroma.
It’s just so beautiful. Candy’s flawless, youthful pussy was untainted by childbirth. It was young fresh, and so tight looking it was perfect, she thought.
Karen reached her tongue out and lapped at Candy’s plump lips ever so gently. Candy moaned softly, so Karen licked a little harder this time. Her tongue slid the length of her lips and flicked across her tiny but swollen clit.
Karen pulled her head back, a stringy trail of girl juice, still attaching her tongue to Candy’s pussy. Licking it up, she savoured the sweetness realizing for the first time she had indeed been missing out on the most fantastic thing another woman has to offer. Her sweet sticky cunt juice.
Karen pushed her head forward again. This time, there was no gentleness. There was only pure lust, her mouth and nose forcing candy’s cunt apart, her face completely buried, her tongue was working overtime, lapping and sucking as much of Candy’s juices as she could swallow.
Candy was in ecstasy as she stared into the mirror, watching as the older woman was eating her cunt perfectly. Karen latched onto her clit and sucked it hard, flicking it repeatedly with her tongue. Candy couldn’t hold it back any longer. She had to let go of her legs as the pending orgasm took hold of her entire body.
As her legs clamped tightly around Karen’s head. She Grabbed Karen by the hair, forcing her cunt even harder against Karen’s face as her young cunt exploded, filling Karen’s open mouth.
Candy was now biting down on her lip; to stop screaming out, letting the entire mall know what was happening in the change room.
Both women collapsed, completely spent from their girl on girl experience. When they had caught their breath back, they looked at each other. Karen was the first to speak.
“That was just sooo amazing. I could never in my wildest dream imagine how good that would be. My God, I love your pussy, I love the taste of myself, but you taste like an angel. We have to do that again,” Karen said, reaching up and kissing Candy on the lips.
“I agree that was pretty damn intense! Karen, anytime you want to switch sides, I’m your girl,” Candy said, returning Karen’s kiss.
“We should really tidy ourselves up. We have been in here ages what about the shop? People must be starting to wonder what we are doing,” Karen said, concerned the shop was unattended.
“It’s ok. I heard Lucy, the other girl that works here, come back from lunch while you were devouring my nipples earlier. We sometimes get together after we lock up, and fuck each other, so she’s cool. Besides, I’ve covered for her before, while she fucked some guy that came in to buy his wife a birthday present, so don’t panic.”
“But that was amazing, and I definitely want to do it again,” Candy continued.
The two women redressed and tidied their hair before walking out of the change rooms. They were both met with a knowing smile from Emma as they walked to the sales counter together.
Karen was happy to buy the bra. It was the least she could do for the outstanding service she had received. The two women exchanged details, and Karen made her way out of the mall and headed home feeling extremely satisfied.
To be continued
