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AUTHOR’S NOTES: This is the second part of my Cheap Trick series. It can be read as a standalone, but I recommend starting with Cheap Trick to learn how Anna ended up practically naked in a lingerie store fitting room with another woman.
As I stood almost naked in the fitting room, my miniskirt lifted over my hips and panties teasingly wrapped around my ankles, I caught my reflection in the mirror–the dilated pupils, flushed cheeks, erect nipples, and the sweat glistening on my skin–evidence of the explosion of pleasure that had just rocked through me, and I could still feel its remnants echoing in every part of my body. This was my first time with a woman, and yet it felt naturally seductive–as if it were meant to be.
My gaze was irresistibly drawn to Mia, who was still sitting in a chair behind me with a sultry, satisfied smirk on her face. Her luscious lips glistened with my pussy juice, and she tantalized me by slowly licking them. As I watched her tongue dart out to collect the last remnants of my release, I felt a rush of desire and wanted to taste myself on her mouth.
“You’re welcome,” she purred, giving me a knowing wink before she stood up.
Mia smiled seductively as she casually tugged her dress up, and I realized with a thrill that there was nothing underneath. My heart pounded in my chest as I feasted my eyes on her smooth, gleaming mound of arousal–too tantalizing for me to turn away from. I could almost taste the sweetness of her desire, each drop of nectar escaping down her inner thigh, an offering too enticing to ignore.
Mia’s gaze burned into mine like a wildfire, and a cocky smirk traced across her lips as if she knew what kind of effect she had on me. With her bare bottom, she settled down onto the chair, savoring the sensation of the cool leather against her bare skin.
Her eyes gleamed with delight as she opened her legs seductively for me, revealing the source of all my desires. As I returned her intense stare, I felt electricity coursing through my veins and an urge bubbling within me to ravage every inch of her body and fulfill all of her wildest fantasies.
She smiled suggestively and curled her finger in a subtle come-hither gesture. “Now it’s your turn,” she said.
I trembled in anticipation as I kneeled before her, eager to give her every ounce of pleasure she desired. As I looked up at her, I was overcome with a wave of elation and yearning–I’d never explored the depths of a woman’s pleasure before, but I was desperate to make her body quiver with ecstasy.
As I leaned in closer, I could see Mia biting her lower lip in anticipation, and the light musky scent of her arousal filled my nostrils, driving me insane with desire. I began to explore her with a flick of my tongue over her clitoris, and she let out a soft moan, encouraging me to continue. With each circling movement of my wet tongue, I could feel her body responding–her hips arching towards me and her fingers tangling in my hair.
I continued to tease her, alternating between gentle licks and more intense flicks. Her breathing became ragged, and her moans grew louder. My confidence grew as I realized how much pleasure I was able to give her, and I continued to explore her with my mouth, eager to learn more about what she liked.
My soft tongue drew circles around her tender labia, eliciting a moan of pleasure from deep within Mia’s throat. I allowed the tip to trail down further, Eryaman Escort feeling closer and closer to her core with every soft stroke. A sweet symphony of delighted sighs and moans filled the small space, growing more passionate as my velvet tongue continued its tantalizing journey.
When I reached her perineum, I increased the pressure in gentle but deliberate motions–just like I knew my boyfriend liked it. Her whole body rocked with pleasure as she was overwhelmed by sensation.
Her barely unfolding starfish hole was alluring, and I yearned to rim her, but the thought of such an intimate act with a stranger seemed overwhelming. So instead, I focused my attention on her moist folds instead, running my tongue up and down her nether lips, relishing in the way she moaned and writhed beneath me, each lick drawing out aching desire from within her depths.
My tongue tantalized her wet entrance, leisurely exploring deeper and deeper until I my nose was pressed deliciously against her sensitive nub. Her flavor was divine, a perfect mix of sweet and salty, and I couldn’t get enough of her. Teasingly, I flicked my tongue up, down and around as she pleasurably lost herself beneath me, hips arching suggestively against my face.
I enjoyed the feel of her hands in my hair, pulling me closer and encouraging me to go deeper. I lost myself in her most intimate depths, alternating between soft caresses and possessive thrusts. Her moans and gasps were like music to my ears, driving me insane with desire as I pleasured her. I knew she’d need more to climax, so I took my time and tantalized her with feather-light kisses and delicately sucking on her labia, teasing her with what was yet to come.
My tongue shamelessly twirled around her most tender spot as one finger probed deep inside her. Her breathy moans urged me on, driving my longing deeper. As I added a second finger while continuing to tantalize her with my mouth, I could feel her body arching and her hips moving in rhythm with my movements. Everywhere I touched, she seemed to tremble, igniting something inside me when I felt the way her body rose to meet my fingers.
When I found her sweet spot, Mia let out an uncontrollable moan and clenched her fists around my hair as her nectar flowed out of her. My fingers were curling and uncurling inside her, and I could feel her walls pulsating around me. With each breath she took, I pressed deeper and stronger on the spot, each one bringing her closer to the point of no return as she gasped in pleasure.
Her hips gently rocked against my mouth as I moved my tongue in languid strokes over the sensitive spot that elicited such sweet cries from her lips. My fingers dove deeper into her inviting heat as my rhythm increased, her moans becoming louder with each thrust. I could feel her inner walls contract tantalizingly around me with each movement in and out.
My thrusts became more powerful as she gasped for breath with every movement of my fingertips, exploring the further depths of her exquisite passion. I couldn’t resist the urge to take her clitoris between my lips. Sucking with fervor, I simultaneously flicked it with the tip of my tongue. My fingers thrust inside her as she bucked against my mouth and cried out in blissful pleasure; intense waves of rapturous ecstasy coursing through her trembling body.
Her sweet nectar poured out, Sincan Escort painting my tongue with its creamy flavor, and I swear I could feel her body quivering in delight at the pleasure I was giving her, my tongue lapping up a steady stream of liquid desire with no end in sight. I continued to devour her with my mouth, savoring every drop of her essence. As she rode those final blissful crests of orgasmic delight, I matched my tongue’s strokes with the rhythm of her convulsions, relishing in the knowledge that I had made her cum.
After she regained her breath, her piercing gaze met mine as I remained submissively between her twitching and quivering thighs. The sparkle in her eyes conveyed both delight and mischievousness, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of fulfillment knowing that I had pleased her. It was an unforgettable moment of pure intimacy.
“Was this your first time with a woman?”
Mia’s lips curled into a devious grin of curiosity as the words left her mouth, her voice teeming with nerve-striking intrigue that caused my stomach to fill with a mixture of trepidation and excitement.
I pulled away and nodded, feeling a bit self-conscious. I nervously glanced at her as I struggled to control my voice.
“Did you enjoy it?” I asked cautiously, my voice barely above a whisper. I knew she liked it based on how her body responded to my touch, but a part of me wanted to hear her say “yes” out loud.
Mia let out a soft laugh and nodded. “Yes, I liked it. You’re a natural,” she said, and I felt my cheeks flush with pride and excitement. “Go on–take a look in the mirror,” Mia added, a sly smile on her lips as if teasing me.
When I looked in the mirror, I saw myself–kneeling in between her legs, my hair a tangle, my face flushed with excitement, and her sweet essence still glistening on my lips and chin. Our eyes met in the mirror’s reflection, and an intoxicating wave of passion swept through me. Holding her gaze, I slowly ran my tongue across my lips, savoring every last bit of her sweetness still lingering there. Her irresistible smile spread, heightening the heated chemistry I sensed between us.
Mia lovingly cupped my chin and turned my gaze to hers. I could feel the exhilarating anticipation thickening in the air between us as she inched closer. Her full lips softly pressed against mine and I tasted the sweet nectar of our desire on her tongue, sending an electrifying honey-sweet rush through my entire body.
As our lips parted, she whispered in my ear, Mia seductively whispered, “You still owe me a show.” She ran her delicate fingers over my chin and wiped off the remnants of her pleasure before she added, “Go try on the bra.”
My cheeks flushed as a wave of excitement, and embarrassment washed over me. “Mmm,” I murmured, slowly rising and struggling to pull my panties back up around my hips.
Mia stood up and drew her dress hem down, her gaze fixed on me as I put on the bra. She smiled, allowing me to take in the beauty of her curves, each movement causing my heart to flutter a little faster. As I scanned Mia’s frame, I knew that if I was a B cup, then her bust must’ve been at least a D cup. My breasts had always been small but perky, and they looked adorable in the bra Mia had chosen for me.
“Perfect fit,” Mia said with an infectious grin before coming forward and placing a delicate kiss on my Etlik Escort cheek.
The bra accentuated my curves, and it was exactly what I wanted, but when I checked the price tag, I realized it was way out of my budget.
Mia yanked the price tag from the bra, ripping it off. “Don’t worry about it,” she said with an elated smile. “This one’s on me.”
“No, no,” I murmured intensely, my face flushed with both gratitude and embarrassment. “You really don’t need to do that.”
Mia snatched the matching thongs from their hook with a cheshire grin and declared, “Consider it my gift to you.”
With a swift motion, she snatched my worn bra off the floor and tossed it into the nearby trash bin before ordering me to get dressed. I hastily put on my top and rushed out of the fitting room after her as she strode towards the cash register.
The bubbly blonde salesgirl glided Mia’s credit card through the register as I stepped up to the counter next to her. Giving me a reassuring, knowing glance, Mia paid for my new lingerie set.
With a forced smile, the salesgirl handed me the shopping bag containing my new thongs and the receipt. “Thank you so much for your purchase,” she said in an uncomfortable voice.
The girl tried not to meet my gaze, and I felt a pang of embarrassment as I remembered her seeing us with Mia’s face buried between my legs in the fitting room just a few minutes before. Mia had no idea the salesgirl had caught us, and I just wanted to get out of the store as soon as possible, and luckily, Mia was in the same hurry.
“Well, I should get back to work now,” Mia declared.
As we walked out of the store, I couldn’t help but wonder if Mia was thinking about what had just happened between us and if she wanted to see me again. She must have sensed my jumbled thoughts for as soon as I glanced her way, Mia turned directly to me and said, “I think it would be nice for us to get together once more sometime–here’s an idea–why don’t you give me your phone so that I can add in my contact information?”
Reaching for my phone, I realized I had left my purse in the fitting room and I started to panic, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment, so I tried to play it cool and said, “Sure thing. I don’t have my phone right now, but I can give you my number, and you can text me later.”
Mia smiled and nodded, taking down my number. As we parted ways, I could tell that she felt similarly excited about the possibility of seeing me again. I rushed back to the store where I found the blonde waiting for me; she was holding my purse.
Her gaze lingering suggestively and her voice was barely above a whisper as she said, “Looking for this?”
“Thank you so much,” I said, my heart racing as she handed me my purse. I felt relieved but also anxious to get away from her, fearful that she would report me for indecency in public.
As I turned to go, she grabbed my arm and said in a husky whisper, “Don’t you worry–your secret is safe with me. I put the card with my phone number in your purse.” As she spoke, her eyelids were heavy with seduction, making me bite my lower lip in anticipation of what she was about to say. “Just in case you ever feel like reaching out for something… or someone,” she mused, before fluttering her eyelashes gently, making me feel positively giddy all over.
I felt a rush of excitement at the prospect of her being interested in me, but I also knew it was a dangerous game to play because I was in a relationship with a man who was unaware of my bisexuality and I could no longer ignore the guilt that was creeping up on me.
As I walked away from her, I could feel my cheeks flush with excitement at the thought of actually taking her up on her offer. Just what would happen if I did?
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