Changing Room Quickie


I snuck a glance at her through the mirror on the other side of the store. Yup. She was still staring at me, head resting on her hand. Her face had a bored expression on it, which highlighted the apparent look of longing in her eyes. Of course, this could all just be wishful thinking on my behalf. Her eyes were a greeny-blue mix and she had dyed her shoulder-length hair dirty blonde. She seemed around my age, maybe a few years younger. She was attractive, and I was definitely feeling horny, so I wanted to test my assumption. I picked up a shirt I was looking at, one I hoped would look good on me. I turned around. She was no longer looking at me but I could’ve sworn her eyes had only just guiltily flicked away from me. ‘Excuse me? Could I try this on?’ ‘Yeah, sure!’ She stood up and walked towards me. She was wearing a white shirt with some flower embroidery, tucked into a short wraparound skirt. She was wearing a lanyard around her neck, on which was a blank card and some keys. ‘It’s just this way,’ she said as she passed by me – a bit close, or so it felt. I followed her to a nook in the back of the shop. She went around and stopped in front of a door with a keyhole and a slot in which the words ‘vacant’ appeared. She placed a key from the lanyard into the lock and unlocked it. ‘Let me know if you need anything else!’ she said in a cheerful shop assistant voice. I liked how her voice sounded and it did nothing to stifle the desire inside me. ‘I mean, if you’re not too busy, I would appreciate any thoughts on how the shirt looks on me?’ I asked her.’Oh. I mean, sure! Yeah, like, I’m not busy so…’’Thank you!’ I said as I smiled warmly etimesgut escort at her. Her expression appeared to be trying to read me, which I hoped was a sign of mutual interest. Maybe she was reflecting my expression similarity trying to read hers. I walked into the dressing room, and before she could get cold feet, I pulled off my t-shirt and put the shirt on. Checking myself out in the mirror briefly, I walked back out. She was still there. I stopped a few feet away from her, a distance normally too close if you wanted someone to get a good look at you. ‘What do you think?’ I asked her. She looked me up and down – her eyes flickering to my face – then took a step forward and playfully patted down and straightened the shirt before giving a nod of approval. ‘Yep! Looks very good!’ she said with satisfaction in her voice. ‘Are you sure you’re not just saying that to make a sale?’, I responded playfully. She looked back up at my face with mock offence. I could see her eyes more clearly now. ‘Of course not! It suits you. Fits your body well. Very irresistible.’ Her voice caught on the end of the last word, as if she felt she went a bit too far. I took the chance. I stepped forward; there was only a small gap between our two bodies. ‘Yeah? You think I’m irresistible?’ I asked, insinuation clear in my voice. She didn’t say anything; she didn’t seem to expect the step forward but didn’t step back. She was standing between me and the open changing room door. I reached up and moved her hair off one side of her face, stroking her cheek as I did, then brushing the back of her neck. Her eyes closed and eryaman escort she gasped and let out a small moan. She looked back at me, lust definitely in her eyes, then took some steps back into the changing room. I followed her in and locked the door behind me. As soon as I had, I stepped towards her and pushed her into the mirrored wall. She grunted but did not complain, as I kissed her hard. Her hands gripped onto my shirt and felt her way up to the top buttons, which she started to undo and work her way down. ‘Just in case,’ she breathed at me between kisses, ‘you decide you don’t want it.’ As she undid the last button, she pulled it off me and threw it to the side. I grabbed her hair and pulled it back, forcing her to expose her neck, which I moved on to, giving it kisses and nibbles. Her hands were around my neck and gripping onto my hair as I bit into her, eliciting more louder moans. If anyone else had been in the shop, they would have heard. After a while, I moved back to kissing her, moving my hands to her skirt. I undid the clip and the zip and allowed it to fall off her, exposing her underwear. I lightly brushed a finger against it. She let her head drop back with a light thump against the wall as she gave a lustful moan. I kept teasingly brushing the underwear, only increasing my pressure slightly each time, causing her to buck impatiently. I pushed in harder against the wet fabric. She dropped her head forward, resting on my shoulder, which she started to kiss and bite, making it my turn to moan. As I rubbed around her underwear, she whispered instructions to me about where and how sincan escort to rub. ‘Yeah… higher… higher. Yeah, there, rub in circles there!’ Once I had found the spot, her bucking returned as she pushed against my fingers, her moaning continuing, loud and demanding in my ear as her head continued to rest against my shoulder. ‘Yeah… yeah… please… keep… Yeah…’Soon her moans started to become sharper, and the ‘yeah’s became ‘oh’s. And then her body shuddered as she came. She stiffened for a few seconds, her fingers scratching into my back, then she sighed contently. She became slightly more unsteady in her feet as I felt more weight shift on me. I pushed her off me and back into the wall. Her hair dropped back. She was smiling with her eyes closed and as she opened up to look at me, I knew she spotted the lust still in my eyes. She reached down and rubbed my erection under my pants. The feeling of pressure against fabric was overwhelming and I grunted, causing her to grin at me slyly. She pulled at my belt and undid it, before undoing the zip and the button on my underwear. My penis stood up and out. I grabbed her arm and spun her around. She caught herself with her hands against the mirrored wall. Pushing her legs aside, she bent over and leaned against it. I lifted up her shirt and pushed aside her underwear, exposing her. I lined myself up, pressing the tip against the opening. She moaned, softly again, and wiggled herself with longing. I gave it to her and pushed myself in, bit by bit, resting at each resistance. She moaned as I moved deeper inside her. Once I was in deep enough, I started fucking her.’Oh. Oh. Yes. Yes. Yes. Please. Urgh. Yeah.’ She moaned as I pushed myself in and out of her. ‘You like that? Does it feel good?’ I asked her. My hands were gripped under her arms and on her shoulders, pulling myself into her.‘So good. I’ve needed this… for so long. Needed to get… fucked,’ she spoke between her moans.

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