A Young Girl Played With My Pussy in the Store’s Dressing Room

My own excitement was left unsatisfied, so I glided my free hand down to find my soaking cunt but the young girl grabbed my hand and instead pushed her fingers between my legs, rubbing my clit as I fucked her pussy with the vibrator.

As I head out the front door, I notice a package left from yesterday, which I’d forgotten to bring inside. Slightly annoyed, I grabbed the box and tossed it into the car, next to me.

On my drive across town for a session of morning shopping, my thoughts drifted to the dress I had to buy for the nice dinner, my boyfriend invited me to, over the weekend. I was thinking to go with something classy for this occasion, but still alluring enough to remind him what lies beneath, for his eyes only.

As I wait at a red light, I again noticed the package I brought along, and reached over to open it, trying to remember what was it I had bought. I quickly tore the tape and opened the cardboard packaging, revealing a small pink vibrator I ordered so long ago. It had been on back order for more than a month and I’d even forgotten about it.

While much smaller than my normal toys, this little fellow would be small enough to take around with me in my purse, whenever and wherever I might want it. A naughty idea, but one that I usually fantasize about.

Someone honked behind me, and I started driving again, my mind still on the little toy and I kept thinking how it would feel between my legs.

My first stop was at the local mall, and I quickly got into a parking spot away from the crowded area. Curiosity got the best of me, not to mention a little excitement at all the possible places I’d be able to take my new friend so I opened the packaging and removed the small toy, admiring the smooth pink surface, and its slender, pointed shape. I tried turning it on and was pleased to see that it was charged straight from the box.

The quiet and familiar hum, along with the vibration in my fingers immediately flipped a switch in my dirty mind. At this point, I was more than committed. I had to try out this new toy, regardless of my current location.

I take a quick look around, making sure there’s no one to see me, and with the car still running, I reclined my seat partway, unbuttoned my jeans, sliding them down along with my panties to just above my knees, exposing my pussy. Taking the vibrator in one hand, I glided it along my abdomen, down to the gap between my legs, and then to my inner thighs, before coming back up to the top of my slit, lightly pressing it against my clitoris, then easing off, and pressing it again, repeating this slow, pulsing pressure.

I moved the vibrator lower, pressing it against my labia and clit at once. My hips began to lift subconsciously and push my pussy against the pink toy. My jeans were hindering my movement, so I slipped my right leg out, allowing me to spread my legs and better expose my hungry, and now slightly moist pussy. I moved the vibrator to my mouth and ran its entire length along my tongue, coating it with saliva, as if it were a delicious cock. Then, I glided it back between my legs, and around my opening, teasing and pressing against my pussy lips and clitoris, until finally allowing it to penetrate me.

The vibrator slides easily inside my wet cunt, and I push it all the way in. The vibrations filled my entire body with lust, and my breathing got harder. I started pressing the toy up against my G-spot, and pulling it out, then back again, repeating the motion and increasing the pace. Soon, my body was craving that sweet release and I decided to bring the device to my clit, rubbing and pressing against it, just the way I like it.

I started lifting and rocking my hips faster, and my breath came in small, frantic gasps. I was feeling that familiar fire build up inside my cunt, taking me closer and closer to the edge… until I heard someone honking.

I was startled beyond description at the car honking right next to me. I jumped and bumped my knee on the steering wheel, and dropped the vibrator on the floor while frantically trying to put my leg back into my jeans. Staring at me through the open window of his car, was a security guard.

“Is everything alright, miss?” he asked.

I wasn’t sure if he could see enough to understand what I was up to so I just smiled and waved him off, while still keeping my window up. I watched as he drove off and discreetly pulled my panties and jeans back up.

The mood and momentum were thoroughly spoiled, so I picked up the vibrator, turned it off, and decided to get my mind back to why I was here in the first place, to find the perfect dress for this weekend. After I took a quick peek in the mirror to see if I was looking ok, I dropped the vibrator into my purse, with a slight smile on my lips.

Inside the mall, I made my way through to my favorite shop and took my time picking out a handful of potential candidates to try on. A very attractive, petite blonde girl, just a few years younger than me offered to help me. She was wearing a semi-short skirt and silk striped blouse with silver accessories. As she escorted me to the dressing room, I could tell she was as smart as she was attractive.

“Just let me know if you need anything else,” she said as I latched the stall door.

It didn’t take long for me to try the dresses on, and I had a clear winner in mind as I admired myself in the full-length mirror. Then, as I removed it, I noticed there was a wet spot visible on my panties from my earlier, failed attempt at satisfying myself in the car.

“Why not now?” I thought to myself and reached into my purse, taking my new little pink toy out and turning it on.

The humming was somewhat noticeable, but not too loud, especially considering there was no one else in the dressing room but me anyway, so I stood before the mirror and slid the toy down my abdomen, and against the wet spot on my panties, picking up where I left off.

Feeling the good vibrations against my clit, and my mind going blank, I peel my thong off and put a leg up the bench to get better access to my pussy. With one hand leaning against the mirror, I looked down between my legs and enjoyed seeing the vibrator disappear inside of me as I fucked myself. The hard and smooth surface of the bullet toy was wetter than ever from my juices. Again, just like before, my breathing became quicker, and I struggled to keep my panting quietly as I felt an orgasm build inside of me.

“Are you ok in there?” I heard the young girl from the store ask.

Shocked that this is happening again I stood there motionless. I only partly realized the vibrator was still humming and filling the place with obvious evidence of what I was doing behind the closed door. I was unsure of what to say or do next.

“I do like the sound of that,” she said and came closer to the stall door, now probably standing right in front of it.

“I’ll be right out,” I said, trying to turn off the vibrations but the toy was too slippery with my juices.

“Don’t, please. Can I come in?” she asked and I didn’t know how to respond.

The open space under the stall door was high enough to see her feet and lower legs. I bend over slightly, to confirm she was alone and then opened the door. The girl quickly entered the stall and I just stood there, naked and exposed in front of her while she took her time admiring me… and the pink toy in my hand.

“Please, let me feel it too,” she said sweetly and softly and I watched as she removed her panties and dropped them on the carpeted floor.

She lifted her skirt until her trimmed pussy was visible. Completely caught off guard, I just stared at her labia, the vibrator still humming away in my hand.

“Please,” she whispered again, getting closer to me.

I touched her leg and glided the vibrator along the inside of her thigh, stopping just between them, the vibrator barely touching her meaty pussy lips. She spread her legs wider, and I could now see her full beauty.

Gliding the vibrator up and down, I teased her, running it from her clit, down across her pussy, and lower toward her ass. Her moaning increased, and her body pushed against mine.

The vibrator was still moist from my own juices, and with her wetness starting to form, I was able to smoothly penetrate her pussy. Just as I fucked myself, I pushed the toy deep inside her pleasure hole, and then pressed it against her G-spot, as she panted and moaned.

All this time, my own excitement was left unsatisfied, so I glided my free hand down to find my soaking cunt but the young girl grabbed my hand and instead pushed her fingers between my legs, rubbing my clit as I fucked her pussy with the vibrator.

For a moment I wanted to kiss her and have her moan in my mouth as I penetrated her but I wasn’t sure how she’d react. Sensing her excitement rising, I concentrated on her clit with short, fast motions combined with more pressure, which she clearly welcomed. Her hips began jerking wildly against the vibrator her moaning and panting filled the stall.

The girl started to rub my clit frantically as I pressed the vibrator against her clit even harder her body tensed and her legs started to quiver, letting out a deep gasp as her pussy pulsated against the vibrator and my hand.

The sight and sound were intoxicating and I moaned uncontrollably, as we orgasmed at the same time.

After a moment of silence, her hand released my clit and I removed the vibrator. She slowly retreated to the other corner of the stall, biting her lip as she glanced at me. I turned the toy off and watched the girl reach for her panties and slide them back up.

“Thank you. That was incredible!” she said in a soft voice.

Then, after taking a moment to put herself back together, she unlatched the door and walked away.

As I dressed, I looked in the mirror and marveled at the memory of what just happened. I smiled at my pink little friend and dropped it back into my purse. Taking the dress I liked, I headed to the counter to find my petite partner helping another customer. I stood back and admired her as she pleasantly chatted with the woman before me, never once looking my way.

When it was my turn, I approached the counter and her eyes met mine again. I handed her the dress without saying a word. She never took her eyes off me and kept smiling the entire time. Her gentle smile showed both satisfaction and appreciation. As she handed me the bag with the dress, her hand purposefully brushed against mine, her gaze still locked on me. I couldn’t help but smile and turn for the door.

As I got back home, and opened the bag, I noticed a small scrap o paper on the bottom of the bag. On it was written a phone number and a single word: “More”

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