I still can't believe what happened last week when I went to find the perfect dress for a good friend's wedding.
I will definitely wear that dress again and when I do I will be reminded of one of the most amazing and different experiences of my life.My main goal for finding this dress wasn't just so I looked nice for the wedding, but because I wanted to drive my boyfriend into a frenzy. I wanted him to fantasize about fucking me all through the wedding. Who knew maybe we would even have to find a secret spot where he could lift the skirt of my dress and ram me while his pants puddle at his ankles. Mmmm... yes, I wanted to drive him crazy.
With that I made an appointment at "Mable's" the most expensive and most popular dress shop in our town. It was my first time shopping there and an experience I was looking forward to because when in Mables you were completely pampered. To my delight that pampering started when I booked my appointment. I was only able to make it at their closing time of 6 since I work Tuesday through Saturdays and they are closed on Sunday and Mondays which were my days off. So, in order to accommodate me they made special arrangements to have one of their consultants meet me at six and give me a personal shopping experience all to myself.As I approached the classic white French front doors, I noticed an unbelievably attractive woman standing on the other side.
As I approached she opened the door prior to me placing my hand on the handle. "Hello, I am so glad you could come today. I will make sure we find you the perfect dress."
With that she walked me to their "consultation area" where we sat on big cushy chairs discussing my vision of the dress that I wanted. She listened intently as I explained how I wanted the dress to be classic, but sexy.
After discussing, she asked me to stand, so she could get a good look at my body type. I did and she began to walk slowly around me at a fair distance away from me. "You are going to be so much fun to dress. Your body is amazing. Wow you have got to drive men crazy and probably a few women too." She said laughing at her little joke.
I couldn't have been more excited to hear her compliments. Especially coming from a woman as stunning as she was. She oozed confidence and style, completely put together in appearance and attitude. She had shoulder length brunette hair and the bluest of eyes. She was a thin, fit woman with a tiny waist and average sized breasts. She wore a tight pencil skirt and a pink cashmere sweater that I couldn't help but noticed fit her curves pefectly.
My hope was that I could find a dress that would make my assets look as good as hers. If I could I knew that not only my boyfriend, but all of the men at the wedding would want to fuck me.
"Let me get your measurements so I will be able to custom fit your dress." she said as she pulled out a measuring tape. Standing behind me, she started by measuring my hips. Next was my waist. She seemed to move extra slow like she was purposefully taking an extra long time to get the measurement. She leaned forward a bit and her breast rested up against my back. "You smell very good, what is your perfume?" she asked.
I felt goose bumps as her breath wisped onto my neck. Confused at her closeness, I started to wonder if she was coming on to me. "Oh, please!?!" I giggled to myself. The thought of her coming on to me... a women like her, with a body to die for? Most certainly she had a man in her life. I had to laugh at myself because the thought was ridiculous.
Next she took the tape, and wrapped her arms around in front of my breasts. One hand held the measuring tape. She moved slowly and as I waited for her to pull the tape, she whispered in my ear, "You are hot.
"Okay, she was coming on to me. What shocked me most was that on some level it made me excited?As she pulled the tape from it's holder she lightly brushed her hands acrosst my breast and my nipples responded instantly and I felt a little drip of wetness seep from my pussy. What was going on? Why wasn't I getting freaked out?
I froze in my place when next she took her hand and began slowly massaging my one breast. She took time to take all of it in the her hand and then she squeezed it. She bent forward and gently kissed my neck. "Does that feel good?" she quietly whispered in my ear.
I gulped and shook my head, yes.After getting a positive response, she took her right hand and reached over to a small shelf and placed the tape on it.Ã Both hands were now free to give both of my breasts the attention, to my surprise, that they were desperately wanting. "You've never been with a woman, have you?"
Still not able to find my voice, I shook my head slowly from side to side.Without talking she squeezed my boobs harder and then fingered my nipples until they were totally erect and hard. "I love nipples, may I kiss them?"
"Yes," I stammered starting to feel heat and wetness seeping me. She slowly moved herself around until she was in front of me. She looked me deep in my eyes, as she helped me to pull off my sundress. With my hands still straight up in the air, trying to get the sleeves out, she bent down and unlatched my lace bra, pushing my breast upward as she squeezed them. Her mouth opened as I freed my arms and my dress dropped to the floor. She wasted no time and moved to kiss them. Her tongue took time to give each tit attention with ever so gentle licks and kisses. I began to moan when she sucked my nipple into her wet, warm mouth. She suckled it gently and I took my hands and stroked the hair off of her face. Was I really doing this?
Yes, I was! She moved her mouth to pay attention to my other tit while I moved my hands through her hair and massaged her head. She stopped sucking and came up to kiss me. Her lips met mine with a gentle kiss and then she pushed my mouth open with her tongue and for the first time in my life I let a woman kiss me. She tasted different than the men that I had kissed; sweeter.
Her tongue knew exactly what to do and I wanted more. I found my hands starting to explore her as we kissed. My curiosity was getting the best of me. What did her breast feel like; would she go down on me? Would I know what to do or how to react to her moves?
Sensing my nervousness, she stopped kissing me and asked me if I wanted to stop? I told her no shyly.
With a smile, she looked at me sincerely and said, "You have nothing to be worried about. I know what a woman's body wants and craves and I can't wait to feed your cravings.
"She kissed me again harder and allowed one hand to slip down putting her hand down into te front of my panties so she could feel my wetness."Mmmmmm, you do like this" she announced with a long sly moan.
With that she took my hand and placed it under her skirt so I could feel her soaking wet pussy. She wasn't wearing panties. I began to rub her cunt as she went back to sucking my tits. She flicked at my nipples with her tongue and I felt my heart pounding hard.
Soon, she moved to push my panties off and I had my first mini orgasm. The anticipation of her lips on my slit was too much for me. She freed me from my thong and took my hand, leading me to the couch that sat opposite the chairs we chatted at when I first entered the store. Without thinking I lay down and looked wantingly into her eyes spreading my legs slightly. Kneeling down next to me she rubbed my body with her hands. She took time to touch every part of me, finally stopping at my pussy.
She took her hand and began moving it up and down gently over my pubic area. I couldn't stop watching her. I felt like I was in a dream, but I wasn't. I bit my lip when she parted my lips and bent down to take long licks, exploring all of me. I was beginning to rock to her motions as my body gave all of its control over to her. She lapped and fucked me with her mouth and my moans got louder as I continued to bite my lip. She licked and sucked all over my patch, finally stopping to pay extra attention to my button, flicking and circling and sucking. I heard the sounds of her sucking and I instantly was swept up in yet another orgasm. She took pleasure in drinking up my over-flowing juices. She didn't stop; now pushing her tongue in and out of my slit and I came again, harder. "Ooohh, you taste so good." She muttered. She moved fast now, her head bobbing and I heard the sweet sounds of suckling. I arched my back and took in the pleasure as it would sweep over and over.
I was in heaven and was way past any nervousness. I was ready to have the full experience. When she began to finger fuck me, I sat up and held onto her sweater, slowly pulling it up signaling to her I wanted it off. She helped me by removing it and then I found myself staring at perfect, sexy breast. I found myself feeling the pressure I imagine a 7th grade boy must feel when trying desperately to unhook a girl's bra so he can finally get to second.
To make it easier, she joined me on the couch. After several failed attempts, I unhooked her and her breasts popped out. As she laid herself back on the couch,I grabbed her luscious mounds in my hands and moved her flesh in my palms, taking time to finger over her nipples which were erect, red and glorious. "Kiss them," she urged.
I bent down and took her one nipple into my mouth. It got harder and I circled it with my tongue, and it felt good. As I looked down while continuing to suck and kiss her tits, I noticed that she was rubbing herself and her legs were flexing in and out. She was going to cum. I wanted to know what she tasted like.
I sat up and she read my mind. She took my head in her hands and pushed it down to her almost bare pussy. Her back arched and she let out a loud, "MMMMMMMm" as I took my tongue and tasted her.
I liked it. I liked her sounds and I liked how fucking amazing my body felt and responded to this woman. I went to work, not being slow or calm. I was excited, on fire and I lapped at her and sucked her and found her clit and worked it until I heard her explode. I wanted to taste her again.
As I continued licking, her wetness poured out of her. I was shocked and overcome with the strangest of feelings of confusion and enjoyment. I put my head up and took my hands to rub her and she pushed on my body, urging me, as she tried to catch her breath. "Lay on me; let me fuck you with my mouth while you do the same to me."
I followed her orders, stopping for the first time to think of my man and how insane he would be if he had the opportunity to watch this. Oh, god... he would be fucking out of his mind. The thought of it made me cum with the first bit of pressure she put on my cunt. I imagined he would be sitting there, watching us with his hand over his cock, getting himself off.
Dreaming of him, I lapped harder at her womanhood and felt the most unbelievable climax sweeping over me.I moved my mouth away and rested my head in-between her legs while I crested and let out a cry of total pleasure. I imagined that as I was cumming he was letting his load spew all over my back while he continued to watch this woman fuck me.
All of sudden, out of nowhere, we heard the sound of the doorbell and we instantly sat up being brought back to reality. Quickly, I gathered my clothes and ran for the dressing room, not stopping to see what she was doing. I sat in the large box with racing thoughts trying to make sense of what had just happened.
A few moments later there was a knock outside my door. "That was just my associate. She apparently left her cell phone behind the cash rap and came back to get it. Are you okay?"
Well, that was the question wasn't it. I quickly came to the realization that I was okay with it and I told her so.
"Good, then let's get to work to find you that perfect dress."
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