Dressing Room Desires

I was out bra shopping with my friend when this happened. I always shop for bras with her because we're the same size and often try on the bras and then throw them over the stall partition to try the ones the other person took. That way we can try more on at one time, without having to go out and get more.

Well, one day when we both needed new bras we went to a lingerie shop at our favourite mall. My friend, Sadie, took 5 in, as did I, but found one after trying just two, so she gave the other four to me. I was just about done trying them on when someone knocked on one of the inside walls of my stall and said, "Hello?"

I answered back with a hi. The woman had a nice voice and then asked me if I'd mind giving her my opinion on something. I didn't know what to say, so I just said yes, not wanting to be rude and not having enough time to think of an excuse. So she told me in a sweet, melodious voice to come on into her dressing room when I was finished and she would leave the door unlocked.

I skipped trying on the last two bras so Sadie wouldn't get upset that I took so long. I wasn't sure what the woman wanted me to look at or how many things she wanted me to see. I put my top back on and grabbed the black bra I wanted to purchase. I hurriedly looked down the aisle to make sure no one was there before I snuck into the other ladies stall. She seemed a lot older than my 16 years, maybe her late 20's, early 30's. She had on snug-fitting hip huggers that showed off her model-like figure and a satin push-up bra that showed off her big, round globes. Her long, straight brown hair was soft-looking and wispy, her bright green eyes big and beautiful. She had a small, neat nose and a pouty, full mouth.

"Thanks a lot for helping me out, sweetie," she said after I had closed and locked the door. She stood there for a minute taking me in. I'm only about 5'4", but I have light blonde hair and green eyes, and pretty good figure, with nice breasts. I guess I'm pretty good-looking, and am in the popular group at school.

She told me she wanted to impress her lover and asked if I'd mind telling her how some things looked on her. I said sure and that I didn't mind at all. And that was the truth! I've read stuff about women having sex and the thought of this thrilled me. I wouldn't mind one bit having this sexy lady model lingerie for me.

She introduced herself and told me her name was Monica and what was my name? "Wendi," I told her.

"Okay Wendi," she said in a sensuous voice, "How do you think this looks on me?"

"Wonderful," I said. It was true, the moistness in my panties could verify that.

"Good, I'm glad you like it. Now I'm gonna try something else." She unhooked the back of the bra, so I turned around while she changed. When she turned around it was all I could do to not grab her and kiss her.

She was wearing a very skimpy, see-through bra, and a matching, low-cut thong. I was so horny for her it was unbelievable. Her long hair tickled the tips of her nipples and her full lips were drawn up into a sexy pout.

"Do you like this?" she asked me.

"Oh yes, you have the perfect figure for it," I said. She looked at herself in the mirror some more, and I took it that she needed more reassurance so I told her she lookedso sexy her lover wouldn't be able to take his eyes off her.

"He?" she said with a seductive giggle. "Who said anything about a he?" She studied herself in the mirror for a few more seconds before turning to me again. "One more thing Wendi, and then you can go back to that cute friend of yours."

I turned around and she started removing the bra and thong set. I stole a peak and saw a hint of her round, tanned tits. They were beautiful. Perfect to suck on, I thought. It took her a bit longer to change this time. But oh, it was worth it!

Standing before me was perfection, dressed in a skimpy, erotic torselette of black and red velour. The cups of it were were black lace that you could easily see her boobs through, and her long, muscular legs sported black nylons with a bit of sparkled in them. She had another thong on, this one made of black velour with lace around the edges making it look ever so kinky. I just stood there staring. Monica was clearly enjoying modeling like this for me. I had no complaints either! "You like it?" she asked me.

"Uh huh" was all I could manage. She stood in front of the full-length mirror with a questioning look on her pretty face. "What is it?" I asked her.

"Well," said Monica, "I guess it looks pretty good, but I wonder how long it will take to get off? I don't want my lover to spend all night taking it off, do I?" She appeared to think about that for a minute before saying, "On second thought, maybe that will make my night more fun!"

She looked at me with a wicked grin on her face. "Wanna find out?" she said to me. With that, she pounced on me, bringing her lips to mine in a passionate french kiss. I felt her tongue feeling the insides of my mouth and then slowly working its way down my throat. I was doing the same to her and thinking that kissing another woman beats kissing a guy one thousand fold. When we finally stopped, Monica asked me if she could see me in the bra I planned on getting.

"All right, but you have to turn around while I change," I instructed in a playful tone.

"Of course," came the giggling reply.

I could see Monica's sexy, firm ass in the mirror, and I rubbed my tits, not quite as large as hers but big enough, as I was putting the bra on because I was so horny. I wanted nothing more than to screw that exquisite lady with the piercing green eyes. When I had the bra on, I told her she could turn around she drew in a sharp breath when she saw me.

"Ohhh," she moaned and came to me like a puppy wanting to lick its owner's hand, except that's not what Monica wanted to lick! She took my hands and placed them on her breasts, moving them around and around. They felt so soft, although I would've loved to have been feeling them underneath her torselette. She then slid her hands up the front of my bra to fondle my tits, getting me very excited. I rubbed and pinched her nipples, enjoying seeing them spring to attention like nipples tend to do.

Monica then unhooked my bra and was about to take her mouth to my boobs. I whimpered with pleasure as she licked around the outside of them, teasing me, before she moved closer to my nipples. When she finally reached the centre, she licked and sucked for all she was worth. Pulling the nipples of my breasts with her teeth made me grab her head and hold on, while I continued to get pleasured. My crotch was on fire and we fell to the ground, Monica on top of me, still furiously sucking on my tits.

When she stopped, I unzipped the torselette a bit, just enough so that her jugs popped out of the top. I had already fondled them, but now was my chance to take them to my mouth. For the first time, I let my tongue come in contact with a part of another woman! Oh, the feelings I got from sucking and licking and biting those perfect globes! I saw her hand go down to her crotch to remove her panties. I grabbed her and moved her hand to the button of my jeans. She slid my pants down and started rubbing my cunt through my thong. It was sending chills up and down my spine!

I got on top of her, kissing her lovely body from her breasts to just above her mound, over top of the sexy lingerie that she had on. She let out a groan and I told her to be quiet, people might her us, and that if she did it again she might get a spanking.

"Ooohhh, that doesn't sound too bad!" Monica whispered naughtily. Luckily, nobody seemed to be using the change rooms, it was a week day and early in the morning, long before the mall would get busy. I took off the torselette but left her thong on. I could see some of her pussy hair coming out of the sides. She had been playing with my cunt all the while, massaging it through my panties that were thoroughly soaked. I was moaning softly and planting kisses all over her satiny stomach. I'd go down and nuzzle her pubic hair, teasing her and making her think I was going to her slit.

Her hands left my pussy and I wondered where they were going to go. Then I felt them on my ass, stroking it softly and occasionally poking at my crack. All this teasing was getting to me. I couldn't wait to finish what we started. Apparently neither could Monica, because we shuffled around until we were in 69 position. I began kissing and licking her upper thighs, causing Monica to squirm around on top of me. Just then, one if the salespeople came to the door and asked if I was doing okay and would I like another size in anything? I grabbed the torselette and gave it to her, asking if I could have a leopard print one in a size small.

"I'll be right back with that," the saleslady said. She had no clue there was anyone in there but me, let alone anyone on top of me, and we burst into a fit of giggles.

I started tickling Monica's thighs with my tongue again, then removed her thong, stroking her ass as I took it off. I moved my tongue up slowly, getting nearer and nearer her wet twat. I ran my tongue slowly around her pussy lips and she started moaning "Wendi" over and over again.

I was all hot and wet, and Monica started sucking on nice, firm ass. The saleslady came back and put the item I'd asked for over the stall door. I mumbled a thanks and went back to Monica's cunt. I felt her with my fingers for a little, then inserted three of them into her dripping hole. She put hers inside me, but after a second took them out again. As I kept going, Monica took her fingers and rubbed them around in my juice to get them nice and wet. Then I felt her shove them up my asshole! I gasped in surprise as I felt her fingers move around and although it hurt a bit at first, I knew I was going to include this in all my love-making to come. I ran my hands up and down her leg, letting her know I appreciated it.

I'd been in there with Monica for roughly 10-15 minutes. now and thought that Sadie was probably wondering what the hell was taking me so long, so I stopped my hands from stroking her glorious thighs and she took her fingers out of my ass.

I flicked my tongue at her twat a bit, until Monica called, "Ready?" I said yes, and with that I shot my tongue deep inside of her while fondling her tits, as she did the same to me. I was in ecstasy! Having a woman's tongue inside me was a new experience for me and I can't describe the feelings it gave me, except for that they were wonderful! And Monica's cunt tasted so sweet and good! I now new why so many people were lesbians, although I still liked guys as well.

I gasped as I felt my orgasm coming, like a whole bunch of rockets were going off inside of me! Monica reached orgasm and came inside my mouth. I let myself go and released my come into her mouth. I could feel her sucking up my womanhood, determined to not let a drop get away. I was eagerly doing the same to her and when we finished, we lay there panting.

We got up and I got dressed, putting my panties and bra back on, as well as my jeans and shirt. Monica put the leopard print torselette on and asked my opinion.

"The first one," I said with a wicked grin, "Definitely the first one!" I was about to exit the change room and make my way to Sadie when Monica told me to go back to my previous dressing room and wait until she got back. After about two minutes, a bag from the shop we were in was slipped under the door.

"Thanks for everything sweetie," Monica said. I opened the bag and took out the black and red torselette, the thong and the glitter tights she had had on. The thong was still wet and reeked of her juices. I held it up to my lips for a second and then left the store. I found Sadie near the front of the store.

"What took you so long Wendi?" She demanded. "And what did you buy? I didn't see you go to the counter."

"I'm sorry. You know it takes me longer than you to try on bras and I had to ask the saleslady to get a few things in different sizes. I just bought a bra though."

As we left the store I told her that I thought two ladies were making love in one of the stalls. I wanted to see what she thought about that kind of sex.

"In a public place like that? They could have got a room!" Sadie exclaimed.

As we walked through the mall, I thought to myself that she didn't say it was disgusting. Maybe there's hope for us after all! We went home with nobody knowing what happened except me and my secret lover. I was having trouble believing that I had sex with _another woman_ in a store change room! I felt the wetness of my panties between my legs and peeked into the bag that Monica gave me that would be a permanent reminder of my little adventure. It had been real and it had been EXCELLENT!