Date: Sat, 7 Dec 2002 20:41:34 -0800 (PST)
From: willchime@yahoo.com
Subject: The Dressing Room

Christmas is such a glorious time, but the shopping is what causes all the
stress.  I was in the mall, wrapping up all of my Christmas shopping, when
I happened upon my favorite store.  I was tired and had promised that I
wouldn't spend that much money.  But I thought to myself, 'what the hell, I
deserve it.'  And I did, I had bought my husband's, kids' and family
members' all their presents, why not splurge a little on myself.

So I walked in, picked up a few items and headed toward the dressing room.
Just because a sweater looks good on a mannequin doesn't mean it will look
good on me.  I saw a couple of women standing around in the dressing room,
but automatically assumed they were just waiting for their friends to
finish trying on their choices.  So I made my way through and knock on
doors to see if they were occupied.  At the end of the hall, I knocked on
the door.  My knock went unanswered and the door was unlocked, so I opened
the door.  I looked in and there stood a beautiful voluptuous woman
standing there in her bra and panties.  I was shocked; I apologized and
quickly began to close the door.  She stopped me and said that it was okay.
She said that she was almost through and realized the dressing room was
extremely busy.

So I walk in and laid my choices on the makeshift table.  We make
nonsensical small talk, about shopping, how much we have accomplished, what
our kids wanted and things of that nature.  I found out her name is Tracy,
mine is Stacy, what a coincidence.  I became aware soon enough of what she
was trying on in the dressing room, bras!!  She took off the one she was
wearing when I walked in on her and through the conversation and I saw her
milky white breast with light pink nipples that almost matched the rest of
her breast.  After the bra had slipped off, I guess the cool air made them
stand to attention and they pointed straight out at me.  Normally I would
have just turned away, but for some reason I couldn't help but to stare,
they where gorgeous.  She saw me staring and asked if I always stare at
people in that state of dress.

I swiftly regained my composure and cleared my throat, and muttered, "No I
usually don't, but I have never seen breast so beautiful before."  Then my
carnal lust took over and my mouth betrayed all my inhibitions, and I asked
her something I have never asked another woman before, "Can I suck your
breasts?"

The same thing must have happened to her because she answered me without
thinking, "YES!"  So I leaned over and opened my mouth, and pulled her
right pink nipple into my mouth.  She seemed to gasp for breath; I began
sucking softly at first, then as more moans escaped from her lips more
ardently.  I took my left hand and began to manually stroke her left breast
as I allowed my tongue to dance and flick over her right nipple.  After
giving her right breast ample stimulation, I moved over to her left one,
and did the same thing.  By now I could smell her pussy fill with her love
juice and it was filling my nostrils with anticipation and making my mind
scream for more.  I began pulling her panties down, she hesitated at first
but the smell of her pussy was driving me crazy and I wasn't going to take
no for an answer.  I looked at her with such a longing look, she melted and
relaxed.  As I was pulling her panties down, I saw a big ol' wet spot in
her panties.

I kneeled down on my knees and the pungent aroma of her pussy began to make
my head swoon, I had to have some of her pussy.  And if her pussy tasted
half as good as it smelled, I knew I was in for a succulent treat.  I
lifted her left leg up and placed it on the chair, that way I could have a
better view and access.  She had a stunning pussy; her hair was a soft
brown color, it was in a natural vee and soft as cotton.  As I began to
lean forward, I looked up and saw the look of anticipation on Tracy's face.

I leaned in further and placed the softest kiss I could, and she let out
the sweetest moan.  I then parted my lips and allowed my tongue to snake
out and gather the first taste of a woman, other than my own from one of my
beau's mouth.  WOW!!  I dove in, licking my tongue up and down the entire
length of her pussy, careful not to touch her clit (didn't want her cumming
just yet).  I made circles around her puffy snatch from the top to the
bottom.  By now she was completely out of control, I gave her a sweater to
put in her mouth to keep from making too much noise.  Her pussy was like a
swollen furnace.  I just swirled my tongue in her sweet pussy.  I just
loved the way it felt on my tongue and lips.  I made my tongue into a
little dagger and stuck it inside her as far as I could and began to tongue
fuck her, she began to contract her pussy muscles and I knew she was about
to go.

So I withdrew my tongue from her hole and attacked her clit.  First, I
curled my tongue and made it into a little tunnel and began sliding it up
and down her clit.  She was clit fucking my tongue!  Second, I flicked my
tongue lightly and then with more pressure over her shiny bud.  And then to
finish her off I began sucking on it.  And then it happened.  She clenched
up, and every muscle in her body locked up, and then she let out her breath
and her love juices came gushing out into my mouth.  I opened my mouth to
let it all flow in.  And began lapping greedily at her pussy trying to make
more.  And my wish was granted she came again, this time much more.  I
sucked and sucked on her clit because I couldn't get enough of her
beautiful pussy or her juices.  She tasted great!!  She literally had to
pull me away from her pussy and when she finally succeeded, my face was
covered in her juices.

She pulled me up to her face and planted a kiss on my lips.  Her mouth was
just as hot as her pussy, but not as sweet.  She parted my lips with her
tongue and snaked it into my mouth.  And we let our tongues dance in each
other's mouth.  She pulled away from my still puckered mouth and said she
loved the way her pussy tasted on my lips and tongue.  She unhooked out of
the grasp we had on each other and began to unbutton my blouse and slid it
down my shoulders.  Then began working on my button fly jeans.  After she
worked those off, she came back up and concentrated on my bra and breast.

She unhooked my bra and my breast came tumbling out.  She quickly started
sucking on my brown silver dollar nipples, with a hunger that I only
experienced once before by an ex-boyfriend.  Ohhhh that felt so good.  I
didn't realize that my breast were so sensitive, until Tracy's hungry mouth
took hold of them.  She didn't waste much time on them as we were in the
dressing rooms and could hear the impatience growing due to the lack of
rooms.  So as she moved down she took my soaking wet panties with her.  She
motioned me to sit down in the chair, which I did.  I spread my legs as far
as they could go and she moved in on my pussy.  My eyes flew open as her
tongue expertly danced, prodded and moved about my pussy.  I couldn't
believe it, it felt like I was going to cum as soon as she began eating me
out, and let me tell you it takes awhile before I cum, even with oral
stimulation.  She stroked my pussy so gingerly with her tongue it felt like
a feather.  I thought I was going to explode.  She stuck her finger in me
and even though I was soaking wet and had two kids, she still had trouble
getting even one finger inside my tight pussy.  Then she began sucking
hungrily at my clit as if it were her last meal.  And I gave her quite a
bit to drink.  She must have loved it as much as I did when I was drinking
her cum, because she was lapping at my pussy like a cat with a bowl of
milk.  She began to moan just as she did when she came as I ate her out.
Both of our moans must have filled the entire dressing rooms, because I
heard whispering.  But I didn't care my pussy was in heaven, Tracy's mouth.
I gave her two more gushes of cum before she was finally satisfied.  She
rose all covered in my sticky juices.

She leaned in and whispered in my ear, "No wonder my husband likes to eat
pussy, it tastes wonderful."  Immediately, I kissed her and boy did I taste
good.  The taste was even intensified because we shared both of us between
our tongues.

After we kissed, I looked at my watch and exclaimed, "Oh my goodness, we
have been in here for a hour!!"  We both giggled as we found our clothes
and put them back on.  We exchanged numbers and promised to "go shopping"
again soon.  We straightened up as much as possible before leaving the room
we had shared for an hour, gained our composure, and walked out.  She went
her way and I went mine.

I got home and began wrapping presents.  Then I began thinking, DAMN!!!  I
forgot to buy those sweaters.  Then I thought, oh well that just gives me a
reason to go shopping again.  Then my pussy began to moisten...