The slut in the fitting room

During the summer vacation after graduating from high school, I had nothing to do and the idea of finding a job to gain experience
came
to mind. Coincidentally, I knew someone at a department store, and after asking around, I got a temporary job at a women's clothing brand store on the second floor. The pay wasn't high, but the working environment was comfortable, and more importantly, many beautiful women passed by me every day .
In late summer turning to autumn, one Thursday evening, I was on the night shift, and there were very few customers. The girls in the store had all
gone to sing karaoke, leaving me alone to mind the store. Just as I was feeling utterly bored, suddenly the rhythmic
sound of high heels reached my ears, and I smelled an intoxicating perfume scent in the air. Next, a stunningly beautiful married woman appeared
before . She wore a striped, plaid trench coat that reached above her knees, the wide hem
revealing glimpses of the lace trim of a black mini-skirt underneath. Beneath the skirt were a pair of long
, straight legs in sheer black stockings, their shapely curves captivating. Her slender calves and ankles were adorned with shimmering ten-centimeter black patent leather pointed-toe
heels . Looking up, I saw a slender waist, exceptionally full breasts that seemed poised to burst through
the open neckline of her trench coat. Her long, wavy, burgundy hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing a fair neck, vibrant pink lips,
long , thick, upward-curving eyelashes, and alluring phoenix eyebrows, all contributing to her mature charm
. Though a woman in her thirties,
she possessed a youthful allure. I was completely mesmerized, my gaze fixed on her exquisite figure until her
eyes turned towards me, snapping me out of my daze. She glanced at me with a half-smile, a
smug look on her face, then turned and strode away from my sight, her high heels clicking, her beautiful legs clad in stockings. I
snapped out of the lingering embarrassment, a pang of disappointment in my heart, then couldn't help but fantasize about
this stunning woman.
I imagined how alluring she would be in bed. Lost in my lewd fantasies, images flashed through my mind: the beautiful woman who had just appeared and left, the young woman driving the red Honda in the building across
the street , the short-skirted, beautiful-legged English teacher I'd spied on in elementary school—all
these figures disappeared into my lewd thoughts, and I didn't even notice the passage of time. About twenty minutes later,
a soft, delicate voice startled me awake. "Hi, excuse me?" I quickly snapped out of my daze
and realized it was her—the beautiful woman who had just glanced at me with such affection. I greedily inhaled her scent;
a mature and alluring fragrance seemed to be knocking me out. The woman standing before me, waving, was
the very person I had been fantasizing about.
"Sorry, I was just spacing out. What did you say?" I blurted out.
To my surprise, she suddenly gasped softly, covering her lips with her small hand. I found this girlish gesture
rather charming on her, but of course, I didn't have time to appreciate it. I followed her gaze and looked
down, only to see my penis erect, creating a small tent in my pants. Damn it, what a fantasy! The young woman and the beautiful English teacher from the building across the street. My face turned so red it could probably fry an egg; it felt like it was on fire
from my ears down to my neck .
"Young man, what are you thinking about at such a young age?" the beautiful woman
said to me with a blush on her face. "Are you a shop assistant?" she continued without waiting for my answer, her tone somewhat imperious.
"Yes,"
I replied softly, keeping my head down and not daring to look at her again, secretly thinking that even the most exquisite woman like this
would be conquered by a man. If I ever get the chance, I'll fuck your cunt hard and teach you a lesson.
"Can I try this on?" she asked, holding up a magenta sundress. "Oh, of course.
The fitting room is over there," I pointed to the fitting room. The color was too bright; it probably wasn't
suitable for someone my age. "She was talking to herself. I boldly looked up from the side. She had taken off
her coat , revealing a black mini-skirt underneath. Her full, curvaceous figure was almost bursting out of her chest; I could even see
the marks of her bra. Her oval face and slender figure were strikingly similar to my favorite mature actress, Honami Kousaka.
"You really take good care of yourself; you're young, beautiful, and sexy," I couldn't help but compliment
her .
"I didn't expect you to be so sweet-talking. Let's see if you're lying," she said, picking up a coat hanger and
gracefully walking towards the fitting room. Her full, alluring hips swayed from side to side with each step in her high heels
—it was simply irresistible. I only breathed a long sigh of relief and swallowed my
saliva after her high-heeled legs disappeared from my sight.
I watched her enter the fitting room, thinking that such a stunning beauty changing clothes must be incredibly alluring. How could I
miss it? So I tiptoed to the fitting room door, intending to peek through the crack. To my surprise, she had already bolted
the fitting room door. Frustrated, I decided to try another approach. Looking up, I noticed
a gap of about ten centimeters above the door. I took out my phone, placed it on the shelf above, and aimed the camera at my intended
spot, intending to take a sneaky photo. Just as I put it down, I heard a knocking sound from inside.
Her soft voice came from within, "Are you there? The zipper on my dress is stuck. Could you help me zip it up?"
[attach] She then started to open the fitting room door. This scene, straight out
of a novel, was actually happening to me
! I didn't even think about whether she was really in trouble. My lust swelled up, and
without thinking I agreed and went into the fitting room.
I closed the door behind me, and when I turned back, I almost had a nosebleed. The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of
full, snow-white breasts. Perhaps because of her marriage, they had sagged a little, but
under , a captivating cleavage was still clearly visible from the side. My face flushed red, I didn't know if it was shyness or
excitement, and I slowly walked behind her, my gaze fixed on the bra straps. "You see
the zipper ?" she asked, turning her head back to me. "Oh, I'll be right there, please wait a moment." Perhaps due to nervousness and
excitement, I couldn't get the zipper up. My left hand slid down over her chest and abdomen, grasping her slender waist,
feeling its softness and elasticity.
Looking at her bra cups and half of her snow-white breasts, my lust suddenly flared up, and my uncontrollable erection
pressed against her plump buttocks through my pants. At the same time, my left hand gently brushed up the edge of the beautiful woman's large breasts, my nails grazing
her tender nipples. She clearly sensed my unease and shivered, saying somewhat flusteredly, "Let me do it
myself , you go out first." Then she tried to remove my sinful hands, which were about to devour the food. Just as she was about to...
How could I let this opportunity slip by? I grabbed her slender waist tightly, and with my right hand, I reached down
and . "No, let me go! What are you trying to do?" she cried out, afraid of being overheard.
Seeing her reaction, I thought I had a chance, so I kissed her cheeks and neck haphazardly,
saying, "You're so beautiful, I can't control myself. I want to fuck you, I want to pound my big cock into your
tender little cunt.
" As I spoke, my hands were also restless, tearing at her skirt.
Unfortunately, she broke free before I could pull it up to her waist. I grabbed her waist tightly and pulled her back, pressing her against the wall.
One hand squeezed her large breasts, stimulating her reddened nipples, while the other hand unbuckled her belt. As soon as my pants fell down, I
saw my penis bulging against her underwear. I reached under her skirt with my left hand and lifted it up, discovering that she was wearing black
pantyhose and no underwear. Her private parts were tightly guarded by a narrow black band, with thick pubic hair peeking out
from the edge. "Not even wearing underwear, you're really slutty," I deliberately said in her ear, licking her earlobe.
Upon hearing this, a look of sorrow and shame appeared on her face, and her resistance lessened slightly. My left hand, through her stockings, caressed and
pinched her sensitive area between her thighs. I breathed heavily with excitement; her face flushed, and she moaned softly. Feeling the stockings
were wet , I pulled them down, revealing her firm, plump buttocks, and then my fingers penetrated her forbidden zone, tugging at her
thick pubic hair. Seeing that she no longer resisted, I caressed her full, smooth buttocks with both hands, pinching and pulling. Those firm,
smooth , and perky buttocks made me want to ravage them, as if calling for a large, savage rod to conquer and develop her,
to pound her large buttocks with my strong, powerful cock.
I slapped her large buttocks hard with my large hand, leaving
a red mark on her snow-white skin. Then, my index and middle fingers slid down her buttocks to her anus, gently scraping it with my nails; her
anus contracted tightly. I continued to touch her labia, feeling their plumpness and juiciness; the pubic hair even grew onto
her labia . The wet, sticky juices were overflowing from her vagina, flowing onto my fingertips. I pinched her
clitoris tightly between two fingers, rubbing it back and forth, carefully massaging the sensitive organ of this beautiful, slutty woman. That little protrusion is irresistible to both
men women.
Then I turned my defilement to her vulva, using my fingers to spread the opening and then close it again,
letting the wet juices flow freely. Before long, my fingers were completely soaked with her juices. I
squatted down, gripping her beautiful buttocks tightly, pressing her body against the wall, burying my head between her stockinged legs, and
looking up at her cunt. Her vulva was surrounded by large patches of pubic hair forming two close-knit crescent shapes.
The skin of her genitals, though soft, was dark and glossy. Two large labia guarded the wet vulva, and
strangely between the dark labia was pink flesh. I guessed she might have come from a life of prostitution, working
as a hostess in nightclubs, clubs, or other establishments, and later being taken in and kept by a wealthy man.
At that moment, a few drops of her vaginal fluid dripped onto my face. I quickly moved closer and stuck out my tongue, taking the beautiful woman's vulva into my mouth.
I tasted a sour and salty flavor; so this was what the legendary vaginal fluid tasted like. My tongue pressed against
her vaginal opening, slowly sweeping around the area. My lips enveloped her labia majora and minora, even taking some pubic hair into my
mouth. I kissed her vulva repeatedly, sucking in every drop of vaginal fluid that flowed out
. The beautiful woman couldn't help but let out soft moans from time to time, her lower body constantly shifting, as if trying to escape or
welcome the invasion of my tongue. After drinking her juices for a while, I couldn't resist seeing her thick, black bush and bit
a few pubic hairs,
gently tugging at them. This made the beauty cry out in pleasure. It was time for my fingers to make an appearance. I was afraid my nails would hurt her little sister, so I only explored the area around the entrance. After confirming that she was overflowing with juices, I gently
slid her vagina. It was indeed incredibly wet and hot inside. As my finger moved in and out, I heard a wet sound coming from her vagina.
"Ahhh, don't take it anymore, hurry up and put your cock in." It seemed that she had been
parched for a long time and finally couldn't resist my little wolf's teasing and showed her true seductive nature. I took off my underwear, moved my body forward
so that my cock could be pressed against her plump buttocks, spread her buttocks apart with my hands, and then inserted my
cock
into her buttocks to rub against her. The squeezing of her soft and elastic buttocks almost made me cry out in pleasure. I pushed my cock in and against her buttocks until I felt the surface of my cock and her buttocks were both hot from the friction
before I stopped.
I guided my penis slowly towards her wet, juicy vagina, the head pressing against her anus
before sliding into her clitoris. Then, a soft, fleshy mass gripped my glans tightly. I
pulled her back, making her lean forward and hold onto the wall, allowing my penis to reach the optimal position for impact. I withdrew my penis to
the entrance, adjusted the direction, and thrust it in forcefully, a wet, squelching sound echoing from her vagina.
She couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!" before being drowned out by the tense, stimulating slapping of our flesh
. Accompanying this were heavy, labored breathing and her excited murmurs.
The moment my penis entered, it felt as if it were enveloped by a scalding, wet, and tight sensation. Her
vaginal opening was small, the dark labia indicating she was experienced, but the inside was surprisingly spacious, the vaginal opening perfectly open
. While the beautiful woman's vagina wasn't as tight as a young girl's, it wasn't as wide as a woman who had given birth;
rather, it felt just right—tight and narrow. It both enveloped my penis and provided ample space for thrusting, allowing for prolonged and intense
piston-like movements. The folds of the beautiful woman's vaginal walls massaged my glans repeatedly, bringing me unparalleled pleasure,
while the fluids inside her made powerful squelching sounds with each thrust. Under such multiple stimulations,
I, who had never seduced a respectable young woman before, almost surrendered, relying solely on willpower to convince myself to fuck this exquisite
beauty .
The woman in front of me was flushed, breathing heavily, trying her best not to cry out, her body swaying involuntarily back and forth
with the rhythm of my thrusts, letting me ravage her. After thrusting for a while while holding her plump buttocks, feeling the urge to ejaculate, I quickly pulled out my penis, turned her around, and pushed her onto the sofa stool in the fitting room. I saw the stockings at the back of her legs and suddenly felt
a surge of lust , so I made her put her pantyhose back on. Then , kneeling on both knees, holding my penis, I spread the woman's beautiful legs, found the opening, and inserted it through the stockings. Sure enough, the stockings tightly encased my thick, hard penis, and her juices soaked through the stockings, wetting my glans. I hoisted her stockinged legs over my shoulders, thrusting wide and forceful, pulling my glans all the way to the entrance each time before plunging in . This position felt like I was riding a horse, running and ravaging this slutty mare beneath me. She

Her black patent leather high heels swayed precariously with my thrusting, as if they were about to fall off—the scene was
utterly lewd. The beautiful woman supported herself with her arms, lifting her lower body to meet my movements.
The intense friction against my stockings made my penis feel incredibly pleasurable. I leaned down, embracing her slender waist, pressing her black-stockinged legs
down, and pressing my hands against her shapely buttocks for my final thrust.
Suddenly, a "thud" was heard as something fell. It turned out that the beautiful woman's high heels had lightly touched
the wall of the fitting room, causing my vigorous movements to shake off the phone I had placed there to secretly film her. "
So you've been plotting against me all along, you pervert! You wanted to film me and then have sex with me too!" "The beauty has completely lost
her shyness and started flirting. I chuckled lewdly, picked up my phone, and took
a Then I focused the camera on our tightly joined bodies
, taking another close-up of my penis, pubic bone, vulva, and our pubic hair." "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, you're going to kill me!" the woman said, gripping my arms and back tightly with
both hands , almost leaving finger marks. After about forty or fifty thrusts,
my desire reached its peak, and a thick stream of semen accompanied my final thrust, shooting deep into the woman's vulva.
The woman seemed to have reached orgasm as well, arching her lower body upwards, her sexy high heels falling to the ground, and
she let out a soft "Oh" along with me. I held her beautiful breasts tightly with both hands and kissed her luscious lips
for a long time before separating.
We both seemed embarrassed after the battle. I used a tissue to wipe her stockings clean. Semen and vaginal fluids flowed from her vagina
. After getting dressed, we left the fitting room one after the other. Without a word, she threw down the money for the clothes and the pair of black
pantyhose , then grabbed the clothes and left. Watching her retreating figure, I realized I hadn't asked for her contact information,
and I regretted it afterwards. I never saw her again after that. Only in the quiet of the night, I would often smell
the pungent scent of those pantyhose, put them on my penis, watch the video of our lovemaking in the fitting room,
and masturbate while fantasizing about her beautiful legs in black pantyhose and her black 10mm patent leather high heels.

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