Rifling through my drawers, I decided it was time to buy new underwear. Although I had a large collection of silk, lace and leather lingerie, I was bored with what I had and keen to treat myself. Dressing quickly, I headed to the shops.
Deciding to start with the usual chain stores, I climbed the stairs to the lingerie department. It was a hot day and the sunshine made me horny. The seam on my jeans chafed pleasantly against my clitoris and I could feel myself beginning to grow wet.
I walked slowly around the shop, taking my time touching the fabrics of the beautiful underwear and enjoying how they felt. So many gorgeous items – how could I choose? I decided to take a selection into the fitting room.
The sales assistant, an attractive young woman with “Kelly” on her name tag, took my choices from me and led me to the cubicle. I expected her to leave, but she followed me in and shut the door, saying “I’ll help you try them on.” Flushing slightly, I started to strip, aware of the girl’s eyes on my body. As I removed my T-shirt and bra, I became aware of my nipples, hardening in the cool of the air conditioning, and I saw Kelly looking at them. “You have beautiful breasts” she said. “They’re so round and firm.”
Kelly picked up the bra I had chosen, black silk with half cups, trimmed with exquisite lace. “Turn around,” she said. I turned so I was facing away from her, and she reached round and pulled the bra straps over my arms. I could feel her breath on my neck and her breasts pressed against me. Her hands stroked my arms as she pulled the bra up. She cupped my breasts as she smoothed the back strap around my body, and ran her hands over my back as she fastened the bra. She turned me round, and, one at a time, lifted the bra away from my skin as she fitted each breast carefully into the cup. Almost whispering, she said “your skin is so soft and smooth.” By now I could feel my vagina soaking wet and all I wanted was for her to continue touching me. “That looks so good on you” she told me.
I unbuttoned my jeans and removed them. As I reached for the matching silk knickers, Kelly stopped me. “You don’t have to try these on over your own underwear,” she said. “You won’t be able to see how they look. Take your own knickers off, and you’ll get a much better idea of how they fit.” Very aware of how wet I was, I did as she suggested, exposing my waxed, smooth mound to her gaze.
Kelly picked up the silk pants and knelt in front of me. She stroked my legs as I lifted them into the legholes, one at a time. She pulled the knickers up my legs, so, so slowly, running her hands over my skin. She settled the pants in position, slipping her hands under the material, stroking my backside and watching my face as my breathing got faster. She moved her hands round, saying “let’s make sure these fit properly.” She slid her hands up my inner thighs, tugging gently at the crotch of the garment, already damp with my juices, and I felt her fingers slip inside and gently graze my soaking wet lips.
“I have this underwear,” Kelly told me, “and I’m wearing it today. Would you like to see it?” I nodded, unable to speak. She removed her dress and stood in front of me, wearing just a bra and holdup stockings. “I don’t wear the knickers,” she said, “because I like to masturbate during my breaks.”
She took a step towards me and pulled the cups of my bra down, bending her head to my breasts. She licked and sucked my nipples, tugging them gently between her teeth and sending shivers through my body. I raised my hands to her body and held her close, running my hands over her skin, feeling the curve of her arse and the softness of her thighs. She knelt in front of me, pulling the pants down and licking my smooth mound, running her tongue over my outer lips. “You’re so wet,” she said, “maybe I can make you wetter.”
Together we sank to the floor and we kissed passionately. Her hands were over me, in me, fucking me, as I sucked her nipples and stroked her breasts. I moved my hands lower, towards her beautiful pussy, and gently touched her quivering clitoris. I stroked it gently and watched her as she came, biting her lip to stop herself screaming. She pushed me onto my back, raising herself above me and positioning her pussy above my mouth, allowing me to lick her clean of her juices.
Once she was clean, she moved down my body, kissing my neck, my breasts, my belly, only stopping when she reached my pussy. Oh god, I had never felt pleasure like it. Her tongue was firm and gentle all at once, licking my every crevice, fucking me, and eventually settling on my clitoris, which was hard and throbbing. She licked my clit while her fingers moved inside me, bringing me to orgasm, causing me to thrash wildly on the floor as I shuddered and moaned.