Daisy browsed through the racks of men’s shorts and selected three pairs. She the slowly worked her way to the back of the store, stopping to browse the racks in an attempt to appear nonchalant and innocent. As she did, she was certain that all eyes were on her and everyone could smell her arousal, knew what she was about. Her pussy burned with desire and she felt the dampness in her knickers as she forced herself to walk slowly towards the changing rooms.
“Hi,” she spoke to the assistant busily hanging clothes discarded by other shoppers as too small, too gaudy, too big.
“Oh hello dear, three items?”
“Yes, they are for my husband – can I just nip down. He sent me to look for a bigger size. Too much beer at the barbecue if you ask me!” Daisy joked, trying desperately to quell her nerves. She dashed along the row of cubicles and tapped on the door at the end. “It’s me, open the door!” she whispered.
The door cracked open and she scooted inside and into the arms of her lover. “I don’t have long,” she whispered in between kisses, “Steve is outside. Never wants to come into a store with me,” she giggled. The pair continued their tongue-dance as Daisy reached down and squeezed Jamie’s turgid cock through the thin fabric of his shorts. She yanked down the zipper and popped the button, then let his shorts and underwear drop to the floor where they pooled around Jamie’s hairy feet. Daisy followed the shorts to the ground, dropping to her knees so she could mouth his glans. She held back his foreskin and dragged her tongue across the sensitive, glistening head like it was an ice cream, before taking half his length into her mouth and flicking the underside of his shaft with her tongue. Jamie’s shaft shot to full erection at her first touch, and she felt his cock buck with every flick and tease of her tongue. She used one hand to wank him, using her spit as lubricant, and with the other she squeezed his balls firmly. When she knew he was ready she stood, tugged down her knickers and turned her back to him. She then bent forwards to rest her hands on the little bench, watching Jamie in the full length mirror as he in turn dropped to his knees to return the favour. As she looked back she giggled to herself – anyone looking under the door could probably see Jamie’s stiff cock bobbing about as he dipped his head to lick her pussy.
Jamie held her cheeks open and tongued down her crack, jabbing at her bum. He wanted to fuck her there but for now contented himself with rimming her shaved hole before moving down to tongue-fuck her pussy. His nose was almost up her bum as he stretched his tongue deep inside her. After a few minutes she reached back and pushed him away – she was close and wanted to come with him inside her. He took the hint and stood, dipped his knees slightly to dock his cock in her sopping pussy, then slid up to the hilt. Jamie began to fuck her with deep strokes, when there was a knock on the door. The changing room assistant’s voice came through the door: “Everything alright in there sir? Anything I can help you with?”
Jamie and Daisy stifled giggles. “No, I’m fine. My wife’s here. I think we’re almost done,” Jamie called, as he increased his pace and drove them both to orgasm.
This story came to mind based on my poem, Steve’s Lost Libido and also my short story, Sadie. And don’t worry, there will most definitely be a spanking or several in the future installments. It’s not sexy without spanking 🙂