My Favorite MILF Took A Creampie To The Mall

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My Favorite MILF Took A Creampie To The MallMy Favorite MILF Took A Creampie To The MallMy last story was a detailed account of the day my favorite Milf Sarah, and her Friend Lisa, went to the beach. They chose a distant, and fairly private spot to put down their towels. After enjoying the sun for a while, they became hungry. The remote section of beach they settled on was almost a half mile from the concession area, but the girls, (actually I should say women, because they are both over 50 years old) didn’t mind the walk down to the crowded area where they could get sandwiches and drinks. While they were eating their lunch at an outdoor table, they attracted the admiring eyes of two horny young studs, who obviously are interested in mature women. Sarah is 53, and although I don’t know Lisa’s exact age, I know she is only a couple of years younger, and both of them are gorgeous. In case you didn’t read my last story, I’m going to drop in the same description of the ladies that I used there. To enjoy this story to the fullest, you need a clear picture in your mind of these beautiful MILFs.This is the way I described them in my last story.Put these two together, and they will turn heads everywhere they go.That’s not surprising, because both of the women in this first part are absolutely gorgeous. Sarah is a 5’6″ blonde, with long, slender legs, and a perfect little tight ass. Working upward from her sweet, hot ass, you’ll find a beautiful pair of large C / borderline D cups, with permanently hard nipples, long enough to poke your eye out. I’ve teased her a few times, by hanging a shirt on one of them. Finishing off the package, is the face of a runway model, with perfect lips, high cheekbones, green eyes you could swim in, and silky blonde hair. Lisa is no dog either. She’s an inch taller at 5’7”. She has light brown hair, streaked with blonde highlights, and pale blue eyes. She draws added attention to her eyes by wearing a pair of very hot, librarian style glasses. Her body type is more Marilyn Monroe-ish, or voluptuous, than Sarah’s, with larger, softer breasts, and a fuller, more rounded ass. She’s not at all my type, but still, she’s nicely proportioned. The two of them, are excellent examples of perfection, for their own body types. Both women are usually dressed impeccably. Frequently they wear very classy, Business style clothing, that quietly shouts money! Nice jewelry, and accessories, finish off the look.That’s how I described their looks, and this is the way I described theirprofession to a visiting friend at lunch one day. We walked into a restaurant where Sarah and one of her friends we’re having lunch. My friend noticed the very attractive ladies, and pointed them out to me. They did not notice us as we were being seated. I said to my friend, “If you had to guess what kind of jobs they have, what would your guess be?” He studied them for a few moments and then answered, “I think the blonde has to be some sort of model, or considering that she’s probably over 35, maybe a former model, who is now a fashion executive. She has an elegant look, so I think it’s that industry for sure. I asked him, “So what about the brunette?” My friend seemed to be having a tougher time with her, and finally said, “All I can think of at the moment for her is banker, or some sort of hot fucking Librarian. I can’t get over the glasses!” On their way out the door, Sarah spotted me, and made her way with Lisa to our table. After a brief hello, Sarah gave me a peck on the cheek, and said, “Sorry we can’t stay and talk, but we have to run.” Then she added, “I’ll see you Wednesday!” Outthe door they went. My friend told me how impressed he was, that I was acquainted with such a beautiful woman as Sarah. Then he asked, “So was I right about her being in the fashion industry?” I told him that although his guess was a good one, and close, it still wasn’t correct.I could tell his curiosity was getting the best of him, and I was ready with an answer when he asked,“So what did she mean when she said, “I’ll see you Wednesday?” Without the slightest hesitation I answered, “That’s one of the days I fuck her.” I told him how flattered Sarah would be when I told her how my friend guessed she was just over 35, and in the fashion industry after a modeling career. I rubbed it in more saying, “Hearing stuff like that makes a 53-year-old MILFs pussy wet.” My friends head was spinning enough, so I thought it was time to let him off the hook. I casually said, “Oh! Did I forget to mention, they’re both high class escorts?So now you know what these women look like, and how they pay their rent. I have been seeing Sarah for almost 6 years, and we have become very close. Our relationship no longer resembles the client / provider arrangement that it began as, so when they decided to go to the beach, Sarah called me to ask if she could hang out at my house after she finished her day in the sun. She wanted to wait for Los Angeles traffic to clear out before they attempted the 43 mile drive home. Of course I told her she waswelcome to do that. Lisa had other things to do, so I was looking forward to a nice evening alone with Sarah. While on the phone, Sarah had also stated that she was attending some function the next night, which would require a dress she didn’t currently own. She asked if I would take her over to the nearby mall to find one. I reluctantly agreed to take her, on the condition that we have some fun in bed before we go. She eagerly agreed to my proposal, and our plans were set.When she arrived at my door quite a bit later than I had anticipated, I knew there had to be a good reason. That good reason turned out to be one of the handsome young studs from the concession area at the beech. You see Sarah is an exhibitionist, with urges so strong at times, she is unable to resist them. Since I am a voyeur, listening to the details of her adventures is a turn on for me. As we both climbed onto my bed, Sarah began telling me every detail of her days nasty encounter, with a hard cock protruding from a young man at least 25 years younger than her. The details of her sexy encounter are fabulous, but you’ll have to read them in the other story.The quick summary is that she was followed from the concession stand, back to her towel by this fellow, where they both ended up masturbating in front of each other, but about 10 feet apart. Just as he was starting to cum, a very aroused Sarah begged him to cum on her tits. He rushed toward her, trying his best to comply with her request, but it wasn’t easy for him. His hot sperm was already rushing from his clenched balls, on it’s way to make a highly pressurized escape from his cock, hoping to land somewhere on this hot blonde’s body. He was barely able to restrain the first powerful spurt of cum, by crushing the tip of his dick between his thumb and forefinger, as he quickly closed the 10 foot gap separating the two horny wankers.Sarah was on her knees, naked when he reached her, and released the tight finger clamp he had maintained. He grabbed his unbelievably rigid cock in a valiant attempt to take aim at her beautiful tits. Sarah said it couldn’t have been more than a millisecond in reality, but she said what took place over that next fraction of second, seemed to be in slow motion. She said when he started charging toward her, her eyes locked onto his cock, and when he got within two steps of her, she saw how he was holding back, his ejaculation. Sarah told me his dick was so hard, that thebulging veins along his shaft looked like they would explode through the skin. Sarah said that’s when she changed her mind, and told the young cock to cum in her mouth. She said those words we’re still escaping from her mouth when the young stud set free his hot load. As Sarah told me this part, a daydreaming look came over her face. I asked her what it was like. She said, “When he let it go with his fingers, a single, unbroken stream of cum, the diameter of a pencil, arched into the air, flying toward my chest, but he heard me, and he was able to raise his aim back to my mouth before that first magnificent stream was finished.” Sarah told me he followed that beauty with several more powerful jets of hot cum. She said he basically hosed her down from nose, to tits with an enormous load of hot, young cum. Obviously this guy didn’t get to cum frequently, because the load he dumped on Sarah, flowed down her chin, and from between her tits, to make its way across her belly heading lower, onto her shaved pubic mound. Sarah said as soon his cock stopped spurting cum, she covered it quickly with her mouth to suck out every last drop. She told me while she was licking and sucking to clean his twitching cock, she could see long, pearlescent strings of his fertile seed drooling from her always erect nipples. The hottest thing Sarah told me, was how she rose to her feet, but then impulsively squatted back down in front of him, wanting to clean his pulsing cock with her mouth. She said while she was licking the last traces of spunk from the head, all the cum that had made it’s way to her mound, began trickling through her open slit. She said in her squatting position, she could feel small streams of his warm liquid flow across her swollen clit, and finally drip from her sensitive labia onto the sand below. Just picturing that seen in my mind was almost enough to make me cumBeing completely out of time, along with other circumstances required Sarah to leave the beach quickly for my place. The girls had no proper place, or the time to rinse off. She attempted to wipe off as much spunk as she could using her Bikini, but Sarah had only managed to smear it around until most of her front side was evenly glazed with a coating of a strangers cum. That same coating had dried on Sarah’s skin, during her walk to the car, and was later mistaken for dried seawater by me as I licked Sarah’s tits and pussy area. While I unknowingly licked another man’s cum off my girlfriends lady parts, she told her scorching hot story about almost fucking this guy who is younger than one of her sons. The result of all this was me getting so aroused, that I went tongue crazy on Sarah, licking and sucking everything in between her kissable lips, and her sexy asshole. She triedtwice to break away and take a shower before we fucked, but both times I pulled her back onto the bed telling her how salty, and sexy she tasted. After the second time, the fact that I was going crazy on her body, just freshly returned from the beach, obviously turned her on tremendously. The result of this overstimulation, was an incredible bareback fuck, which ended with an enormous creampie getting pumped deep into Sarah’s tight cunt.As we relaxed for a few minutes after our energetic fuck, some nagging questions swirled in my mind. The previous story contains all the details of how a strange mistake on my part caused something to happen which took us both by surprise. I’m going to borrow a couple of paragraphs from that last story to shed a little light on what was transpiring between Sarah and I just after we fucked, and before she got into the shower. Here they are.I was beginning to have a bad feeling about Sarah’s latest adventure. Questions were creeping into my mind, that I wasn’t sure I wanted the answers to. Whether I wanted the answers or not, I knew my mind couldn’t rest until I found out the truth. I asked Sarah, “So what did you guys do when it was over? Did you hangout and talk for a while? Did you run back down to the water to rinse off?” Sarah gave me an odd look and said,He took off immediately like someone was going to be mad at him, and I knew how late I was getting to your place, so I told Lisa we had to throw our clothes on and go. What on earth would make you think I would get back into that freezing water?” I said, “What about being covered with some total strangers cum? What did you do about that?” After another odd look Sarah said, “I tried to wipe as much as I could off with my bikini, but it was soaking wet from swimming. All it did was smear cum everywhere, but at least spreading it out evenly, made most of the cum dry before we got to the car. That’s why I wanted to wash my bikini as soon as I walked in here.”I suppose some shocked look on my face gave me away because suddenly Sarah put it all together. Even though she couldn’t help giggling a little, she put her arms around me and said, “Im sorry baby. I totally misunderstood you. I tried to go take a shower before I even started telling you the story, but you said you liked my messy look.” “When you handed my hairbrush to me, I thought you knew I wastrying to get the globs of cum out.” “When you told me how sexy I looked, and how good I smelled, I loved it, but when you said my skin tasted salty like the ocean, I tried again to go take a shower.” “Remember how you told me you weren’t going to let me wash all that sexiness off before you fucked me?”“I figured, Who am I to judge anyones fetish when I have my own kinky stuff going on, so I let you have your way. I’m only now finding out what you really thought. I’m really sorry Baby, but all that saltiness you were enjoying so much wasn’t from sea water. I thought you knew.” I was close to speechless, and as a totally heterosexual male, I would need some time to sort this one out!Our fantastic fuck, combined with how much time we spent elaborating on her days sexy adventure, Had used up more time than we anticipated, and that gave me a perfect excuse to change this uncomfortable subject.If Sarah was going to have any time for dress shopping, she had to get moving right now, so she jumped out of bed and headed for the shower.20 minutes later, she slipped on the same dress she wore at the beach, and stood in front of my bathroom mirror, brushing out her beautiful blonde hair. Sarah asked me, “Is there a chance I might have left a pair of panties around here sometime?” I Looked at her somewhat puzzled and asked, “When do you ever wear panties?” She agreed, that it was almost a silly question. She hates panties, and virtually never wears them, or even has any with her. That was the case today, and her Bikini wasn’t a possibility because it was still in my washing machine. When I inquired why she wanted patties this particular evening, Sarah jokingly said, “I’m not exactly sure what happened, but somehow I ended up with my cunt completely full of cum. I pushed as much as I could out, while I was in the shower, but no matter what I do, I’m still dripping occasionally. I told her we could pick up a pair as our first elazığ escort stop at the mall. She could put them on in the ladies room and be good to go. Sarah said, “No, don’t worry about it, it’s almost stopped, and I don’t want to buy another pair of panties that’ll probably never wear again.” Looking beautiful, Sarah grabbed a box of Kleenex off the bathroom counter.Then she turned to me and said, “I’m ready if you are, so let’s go!” We held hands as we walked towards my car.The drive from my house to the mall is only a few blocks so there wasn’t agreat deal of conversation, but as we considered the strange surprise we had both figured out only minutes before, we would look at each other, and break out laughing. Neither one of us had a clue how to handle it. Fortunately, before we had time to worry much about it, we were at the mall.The parking lot seemed strangely full for this time night, and since we were already running so short on time, I decided to valet my car. When I turned into the valet lane Sarah exclaimed, “Oh God, I didn’t know you were going to use valet parking!” From the way she said it, I had to ask her what was wrong?” She said, “It’s okay, just slow down. I need a few seconds before you pull up to the stand.” Sarah was scrambling frantically as she pulled three or four Kleenex out of the box in front of her. She quickly spread her knees apart, then reached under her dress repeatedly wiping the length of her slippery cunt. Finally she brought her hand back out to show me a cum saturated ball of tissues. I’m glad she was smiling when she said, “This is all your fault!”That’s when one of the valets opener her door and said, “Good evening folks, and welcome!” As he offered Sarah a hand getting out my very low car, he noticed the ball of tissues and said, “If that’s trash ma’am, I can take it for you.” Sarah visibly blushed and said, “No thanks, I’ve got it.”The second valet who took my keys had been preparing my ticket. When he finished he said, “Here’s your ticket sir, please be aware that valet parking is free weeknights if you make a purchase of more than $100. Just be sure to have the store validate your ticket.” I thanked him and caught up with Sarah who was strolling toward a nearby trashcan. When I asked if she was going to be okay, Sarah reminded me how tightly she can clamp her pussy shut when she chooses to. She’s right about that! She can almost pinch my dick off if she wants to. She said, “I’ll just keep my pussy tight while I need to, and if it gets bad enough, I’ll run to the ladies room for another little wipe.”That sounded like a plan to me, so we walked to the entrance doors of the huge mall.Glancing up at a clock as we entered, I saw that we had less than an hour before the stores would be closing. I felt somewhat responsible for Sarah not having enough time to shop in her usual manner. She usually checks all of her favorite stores, before making a decision, and that wasn’t going tobe possible, so I said, “If you can get this done in one store, I’ll pay for your dress.” Sarah’s eyes lit up, and a broad smile stretched across her face. She said, “That’s awesome of you! That makes my decision much easier.” When I asked what she meant by that, she laughed and said, “You thought I was starting from scratch, didn’t you?” I had to admit, that’s exactly what I was thinking. These big, high-end stores I spoke of, aren’t only in the mall near my house, but also in the mall near her house. Dammit! She had already picked out a few possibilities, days before. Sarah told me there was one dress in particular she liked more than any of the other ones she had seen, but she picked out some alternatives, because she felt the one she liked most was out of her price range. Now that I was offering to pay, that dress suddenly fit nicely within her price range. Sarah made a beeline for that store.As we rode the escalator to the floor with women’s clothing, I could see the excitement on her face. I think at the same time, Sarah could see the fear on mine. I had made a commitment to her and she knows I keep them.Off the escalator now, she seemed to enjoy torturing me for a short time as she strolled casually through the area designated, “Women’s Wear”, into an area called, “Women’s Finer Dresses.” Sarah stopped occasionally to look at some random dress that caught her eye. When she did, she would also lift the sleeve, or wherever the price tag happened to be, and look at it long enough for me to see the price as well. I was feeling some sense of relief because most of the dresses ranged from $200, to $350. My sense of relief didn’t last long however, because Sarah continued through that section into an area marked “Designer Collections.” Entering that space invoked a completely different feeling. There were far fewer dresses, and the space was much more open. Fine art hung on the fabric covered walls.I immediately noticed the beautiful flooring. Alternating patterns of rich oak hardwood, and deep green marble, were separated by narrow strips of inlaid brass. Everything in the room screamed expensive. The single entry way added a real sense of privacy to the elegant space. You couldn’t just stroll through this room on your way to somewhere else. The setup more or less suggested that anyone entering this room should have a purpose for doing so. At the moment, Sara and I, plus one very attractive sales lady were the only ones in there.I was dressed in khaki golf slacks, and a light weight, collared golf-shirt with casual shoes, while Sarah was wearing the same sundress she wore at thebeach. The very pretty, brunette sales lady, looked to be around 40 years old, and was wearing a sexy low cut, dress which appeared to be from this room. No doubt, the elegant dress was selected because of the way it highlighted her ample breasts, while remaining tasteful, and classy. After taking note of her very pretty face, and those delicious tits, I continued down her sexy body with my visual scan. I love blondes, but this woman looked hot, with her shapely legs tapering down to perfectly pedicured feet wrapped in a pair of sexy high heals. The shoes, as well as all of her nails, were teal green to match the dress she wore. When she spotted us, her initial reaction seemed to be, Oh my god, these peasants are lost, let me help them find their way back to the clearance racks.By the time she crossed the room to greet us, Sarah was lifting the sleeves of a beautiful dress, and asking me what I thought of it. I couldn’t help noticing the price tag of $5000. Well, to be fair, it was only $4995, which made me feel much more at ease. The sales lady was probably about to ask Sarah to please not touch the merchandise, when I saw her eyes scanning Sarah’s hands, and then moving to her neck and face. After her shower, Sarah had bothered to put her jewelry back on, so Jennifer, (That’s what we found out her name was), couldn’t help noticing the large emerald ring, and equally impressive ruby ring, on her left hand, not to be outdone by the diamond ring, and second ruby ring on her right hand. The large solitaire diamond necklace with it’s matching Half carat each, diamond earrings didn’t go unnoticed either. Suddenly, Jennifer seemed much more at ease, as she opened her conversation by saying. “Your jewelry is stunning! I couldn’t help noticing.” Sarah replied, “Thank you, He’s very generous sometimes, and tonight he’s buying me a dress for a party I’m attending tomorrow.” Jennifer said, “That’s wonderful,” and asked Sarah how she could assist her. To my great relief, Sarah said, “This is such a beautiful dress, but I don’t know where I would ever wear it.” Then she walked to another display which showed off an equally beautiful dress. Sarah told Jennifer she wanted to buy one of these, but wasn’t certain of her size. While Jennifer, and Sarah discussed what sizes she should try on, I snuck a peek at the price tag. $665 might have bothered me if Sarah hadn’t set me up so skillfully by showing me the $5000 dress first. It was brilliant. I felt like I was getting a bargain!In the meantime, the two pretty ladies determined Sarah’s likely size, but atJennifer’s insistence, Sarah agreed to try on the size they thought was right, as well as the next smaller, and the next larger size, just to make sure it would be perfect. Jennifer popped into the stock room to grab those sizes. As soon as she was gone, Sarah k**ded me saying, “I had you worried didn’t I.” She had in fact, caused some momentary panic, but I was over it now. Purely out of retaliation, I asked Sarah, “So how’s your leaky pussy doing?” She gave me an evil grin and said, “I can feel a big glob wanting to get out, but the ladies room is one floor down, and all the way on the other side of the store.” I asked her, “Will you be okay?” Sarah reminded me of how tightly she can clamp her sweet pussy shut, and proudly proclaimed, “Of course I’ll be okay. It’s not a problem.”Jennifer reappeared carrying the three dresses for Sarah to try on. She showed Sarah the way to the nearby changing room, and with her work momentarily done, Jennifer strolled back to where I was waiting to keep me company. I asked her if the changing room had a mirror. She told me that it did in fact have several mirrors. I smiled sympathetically at her and said, “I hope you’re comfortable staying a little past closing time. You gave her three dresses to try on, and Sarah never dresses quickly, plus she never met a mirror she didn’t like.” She laughed and told me she would stay all night if needed.During our casual chat, I learned that Jennifer was 43 years old, divorced once, with no k**s, and for some reason, she emphasized, not dating anyone. She asked how long Sarah and I had been married. I laughed out loud and said, “Married! We’re not married. I don’t even know if you could call it dating. We hang out with each other a lot, and we are close friends.” Jenifer’s tone of voice and demeanor seemed to change. She seemed to become more sultry in her movements, and there was definitely a flirtatious edge in the things she started saying to me. Like when I said Sarah and I were close friends, Jennifer’s come back was, “With those rocks you bought her, you must be VERY close friends.”I smiled but didn’t say anything.After about 25 minutes, Sarah came strolling up to us in one of the dresses. She looked gorgeous, and both Jennifer and I told her so. She beamed as she admired herself in one of the full length mirrors. Jennifer asked her which of the sizes she had on. Sarah told her it was the largest size, andadded that she had tried on the smallest one and ruled it out already. Jennifer complimented Sarah again, and told her, “As fabulous as this one looks, I think the medium size will fit you a little closer, and look even better. Put on the medium-size, and then come out to model for us.” Sarah was clearly excited as she headed back to the fitting room to try on the other dress.Jennifer had stood strangely close to me while we were admiring Sarah in the mirror. So close in fact that her hip pressed against me twice, and when she needed to move around me to see how the dress fit Sarah’s waist, she could have walked around a small table to her left, but instead, Jennifer chose to take the path to her right. That choice required her to squeeze between a floor display, and my back side. Jennifer’s travel time as she slid between my back and the display was so prolonged that it bordered on ridiculous. The noticeably drawn out, “Excuse me Sir,” could have been my first hint, and I suppose she needed to put her hands on my shoulders while she squeezed through, just to steady herself. I suspected that was a hint, but Jennifer left no doubt she was flirting when I felt her stiff nipples raking across my back at approximately the speed of molasses. There was nothing to keep me from taking a step forward to give her some clearance, and I tried to do that. That’s when I realized why her hands were on my shoulders. Emerging on the other side of me, Jennifer downplayed it by lightheartedly saying, “Ooooo! That was cozy!”While Sarah changed, Jennifer and I sat on a small sofa near the mirror where we engaged in more smalltalk. I hadn’t been around Jennifer long enough to get a good read on her, but between her body language, and the things she said to me, she was either a very friendly person, or she was flirting with me. Soon after, Sarah reappeared wearing the medium size. She looked incredible in that final dress. Even Sarah knew how good she looked as she twirled in front of the mirror. Jennifer was in sales lady mode, heaping complements on Sarah. Jennifer tugged a little here, and smoothed a little there, then took a step back and asked, “What do you think?” Sarah said, “I love it!” We all agreed, the dress was perfect on her.I don’t know about Sarah, but enough had taken place since we arrived at the mall for me to totally forget about her cum leaking pussy problem.As she smiled from ear to ear, and did pirouettes in front of the mirror,Sarah showed no signs of concern. Jennifer inquired, “Do you have accessories? Shoes, Hand bag, Little Doodads to set it off?” Sarah said she had some shiny silver heels, and a small matching clutch, that would work. Jennifer readily agreed saying, “Those will be perfect for this look. It’s sort of a modernized, elegant version of the roaring 20s.” Sarah was still focused on her Image in the mirror when Jennifer stepped away for a second, then returned with a long feather boa, which she playfully twirled around Sarah’s neck three times, then said, “Wow! That really finishes off the look. It’s so perfect for a party dress!” I had to admit, it looked fantastic. Jennifer had excellent taste, and there’s no way she could have known about Sarah’s severe allergy to feathers. Not the life threatening kind of severe allergies. But the kind of allergies where something (feathers in Sarah’s case), triggers uncontrollable sneezing. By the time Sarah realized she had feathers wrapped around her neck, and began trying to remove them, it was already too late. Jennifer looked at me asking, “What’s wrong?” I said, Don’t worry. She’ll be fine. It’s just that she’s very allergic to feathers.” Jennifer was frantically apologizing, when Sarah began making that face that everyone makes when a huge sneeze is building up. She had the feathers off and had tossed them to a safe distance, but there was no stopping this sneeze! Sarah fought and fought, but finally, she closed her eyes, and covered her mouth then, “Kaaaaaaa Chuoooo!” Followed immediately escort elazığ buy an audible “Splat.” Sarah said, “Oh my god, excuse me!”Both ladies were still at the mirror with their backs to me, and Jennifer standing to Sarah’s right side. I was about 5 feet behind them, but could see both of their faces by looking at the mirror. Sarah was using the mirrors reflection to look back at me, and making odd facial expressions. It was obvious she was trying to tell me something, but I couldn’t tell what it was. After only a few seconds of miscommunication, Sarah dropped her left arm slightly behind her left ass cheek which was on the opposite side from Jennifer. Her index finger was pointing to the floor between her feet.It was everything I could do, to not burst out laughing. Directly between Sarah’s feet, was the nicest, pearlescent, puddle of cum, about 2 inches in diameter. I would later learn, that Sarah was aware of the big cum build up taking place in her pussy, but she wasn’t having any trouble at all holding it back. She told me she wasn’t even slightly worried, but she hadn’t counted on being attacked by feathers. When the feather boa triggered that gigantic sneeze, there was nothing shecould do.What happened here wasn’t a case of, cum leaking, or dripping out of Sarah’s tight pussy. This more closely resembled a cannon blast of cum being propelled from her cunt, and impacting the oak floor. That accounted for the splat, sound I heard. I assume they heard it as well. As I looked at the puddle, I was positive it couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than what it was. The shiny pool of semen exhibited the unmistakable blend of clear viscous liquid, interlaced with swirls of opaque white liquid. In the brief time I looked at Sarah’s miscalculation, one more pearl sized droplet must have released from her labia. It gently plopped into the center making a cool ripple effect.Sarah obviously wanted my help. Neither of us knew if Jennifer had heard, or seen this little accident, but if she wasn’t distracted soon, it would be impossible for her to miss. Suddenly I had an idea. I stepped in between the two ladies nudging Sarah to the left, and surrounded the puddle with my shoes. I spoke to both of them saying, “Hey you guys, obviously the feather boa didn’t work, but the look was great. Don’t you have a long scarf, or something like that, so you could get the same look without feathers? I thought I saw some things on the other side.” Sarah took the cue and said, “Come on Jennifer, lets look at them!”As soon as the girls were a safe distance away, I slipped my cell phone out of my back pocket, and discreetly snapped a photo. Sarah jokingly gives me shit all the time about various things, and this photo is priceless to retaliate with. (The picture I took, is posted in my gallery, “Pictures Related to My Stories.” Check it out). After I took the picture, I thought the cum puddle might not be visible if I spread it out with my shoe. I didn’t have a better plan, and I could already hear the women starting to make their way back to the mirror. With only a few seconds to work on it, I furiously smeared it around only managing to make a larger shiny wet spot on the floor. Hoping to get lucky, I put both feet close together, and simply stood on top of the spot. Within seconds, the girls were back at the mirror. I must have looked somewhat odd standing where I was. At least Jennifer’s tone was friendly when she finally said, “Step aside big guy. Let the pretty lady have a look at her dress.” Reluctantly, I stepped away hoping enough shoe traffic might obliterate the evidence.They hadn’t found a suitable scarf, so after another turn or two in front ofthe mirror, Sarah announced, “I guess that’s it. I’ll take it.” Jennifer clapped her hands, probably thinking of the nice commission she just made.She looked at me and said, “You’re going to have the hottest looking date at that party tomorrow night.” I said, “I wish that were true, but I’m not invited to that party. Sarah’s going with a different date.” Jennifer looked confused, but strangely happy at the same time. Just then I remembered the valet parking stub. I asked Jennifer, “Would you mind validating my valet ticket so I don’t forget later?” Jenifer said she would be happy to do it. Then she flashed a flirtatious smile and said, “Sarah, why don’t you go ahead and get changed while I take care of the valet ticket, then we can finish up with the dress purchase.” Sarah was cool with that, and once again walked toward the changing room.Turning to me, Jennifer said, “Lets go to my desk. That’s where we keep the validation stamp, and everything else for completing transactions.”I had already noticed the complete absence of any counter tops, or cash registers. I suppose those things didn’t fit the overall ambience of the room, I followed Jennifer’s swaying hips as she led me past a large potted plant and then made a turn behind a partition wall, into a cozy work area made private by the angle of that wall. A beautiful, black lacquer room divider, completed the privacy by blocking any possible view from the main room. The small, but very private area contained a small oak desk and two chairs. The desk top was bare except for a small note pad / pen set, and one phone. Jennifer walked behind her narrow desk while I stood in front. I fished the ticket stub out of my front pocket and slid it across the desk. Jennifer said, “I have a stamp for that, and I know it’s here somewhere.” She bent at the waist as she rifled through a drawer on the side of her desk. The thin fabric of her low cut, designer dress d****d away from her chest, exposing some very impressive natural tits. Her small lace, half bra was barely covering her large nipples. She searched each drawer carefully, starting with the top one, and progressively moving to the lower ones.Each time Jenifer bent over more to reach into the next lower drawer, her dress fell further away from her body exposing more of her soft, swaying tits. Jennifer knew exactly what she was doing, so I felt perfectly fine about sitting down in the chair that was placed to the side of her desk where the drawers we’re located. Sitting there, I was inches away from Jennifer’s bulging tits. I was enjoying the show, and Jennifer seemed pleased to know I was. She gave herself away when she was digging around in the next tolast drawer. Until then, she had been rummaging through these drawers using only her right hand, but now that I was seated inches away, Jennifer decided to use both hands. Of course to remain bent over, and get both hands working in this one small drawer, her upper arms had to be pretty close together. I could have laughed at how blatant, and obvious she was but I held back. She worked her arms in such a way that her large tits would get squashed together, heaving up and out of the little half bra.A few times, her calculated move gave me a quick peek at her stiff left nipple. After getting my third look at that sexy nipple, I made a small sound of appreciation when I softly went, “Mmmmmm.” Jennifer raised her eyes to meet mine, and flashed a small smile. It was sort of like high school flirting, but it was fun. She was in the fourth, or bottom drawer now, and still searching with both hands. Her dress was completely out of the way, offering an unobstructed view. Jennifer had to work hard to finally get that one nipple to pop completely out of her bra, but she did manage. Once the nipple was out, another good shimmy of her shoulders, and her entire left tit broke free to rest on top of the small lace bra. Her breast was magnificent! In this state of excitement, Jennifer’s nipple was a beautiful, pinkish, rose color, and it was the size of a finger tip. It was the perfect centerpiece for her puffy, silver dollar sized areola. I imagined having it to suck on.I don’t know why Jennifer kept pretending to be unaware of her exposure.This was such a juvenile game, but it was fun, and my cock was rock hard. Fuck, I think I could’ve blurted out, “Show me your tits!”, and she would have done it. I decided to shake things up with some juvenile sarcasm of my own. First, I asked her, “Is it cold in here, or is it just me? It seems a bit nippy don’t you think?” Jennifer didn’t look up, or say a word, but as she blushed enough to turn her big tits, and her face red, a broad smile spread across her face. If she had thought for a second, that I was buying her innocent act, she knew better now. I took it one step further by saying,“You need to find that stamp soon, if you don’t want me to have any more hard feelings than I already do. I stood up and put my hands on my hips, pretending to be pissed off. We were less than an arms length apart when I stood up, and I instantly saw Jennifer’s expression change. I think she took me seriously for a second, as she simultaneously lifted her right hand clutching the stamp and said, “No, please don’t be mad. I found it!” Jennifer was speaking those words just as she transitioned from her bent over, searching for the stamp posture, on her way to a normal standingposture. Apparently Jennifer’s eyes were following the same track, because half way up she froze, dead still. Her body was facing directly toward me, and she was still bent forward to at least a 45° angle. Her eyes locked onto my crotch. Standing with my hands on my hips, there was no way Jennifer could miss the circus tent erected in my thin summer slacks, with my hard cock serving as the main pole. I have no clue what this woman’s sex life is like, or what trigger caused her to become so horny, but the way she was looking at my cock, screamed out her lust. The thought of how wet her pussy must be right now, Flashed through my mind making my cock visibly grow larger. Jennifer stared as the mushroom head stretched the fabric tighter, enlarging the tent even more. After a muffled sexy moan, Jennifer said, “Oh God.”This was one of those incredibly rare moments that happen a few times in your life if you’re lucky. Totally unexpected, completely unplanned, potentially dangerous to existing relationships, and hotter than fuck!My common sense, and incredible lust, were locked in an epic battle as I tried to process the situation. I wondered what was about to happen.Without breaking her stare, Jennifer said, “I can see I took too long. You already have hard feelings.” She rested her elbows on the desk, bringing her pretty face within 10 inches of my throbbing cock. The “what should I do?” battle was still raging in my head, but her face was so close, framed by her silky hair flowing onto the desk, and she still hadn’t taken her eyes off my cock. The top of the tent showed a damp spot where my pre cum had soaked through. Common sense told me to back off. The risk was too high. Lust had a different opinion. His suggestion was, “Just put it in her mouth a little bit.” Since lust was making the most sense at the moment, I decided to go with that plan. I asked Jennifer, “Do you want that?” She eagerly nodded her head yes, and scooted to within an inch of my dick to wait for it.All I had to do was set my cock free, and this gorgeous woman would instantly engulf it with her hot mouth. I literally had my fingers on my zipper when we heard a noise that caused us to freeze in place. A male voice called out, “Miss Jennifer, are you ready for me to sweep the floors in here tonight?” Jennifer let out a small sigh of relief, and answered,“No Henry, the floors are fine tonight, and I’m with a customer. Henry replied, “All rightthen, you have a nice evening.” Apparently it was just passed closing time, and the night janitor for this floor was beginning his rounds.Jennifer and I hadn’t moved, and she was still ready to play, but the close call had scared all the wood out of my tent pole. Jennifer was clearly disappointed and asked, “Where did he go?” Common sense had regained control, when I told her, “Darlin, it’s too damn risky here! But Let me help you with that beautiful titty.” She almost purred when I reached into her dress to gather up her left tit in my hand. I massaged her entire breast lightly for a few moments, before finding her erect nipple and rolling it roughly between my thumb and forefinger. I finished by pinching her nipple hard enough to make her squeal. Then I tucked her breast back into her bra and stood up. Jennifer remained on her elbows looking very frustrated. Neither of us spoke for several seconds. The silence was uncomfortable.I broke the tension by sliding my ticket back to her saying, “Here, stamp this thing. Sarah will be out any second.” Jennifer pressed the validation stamp against the ticket, but instead of handing it to me, she picked it up and read something on it. Then she slapped it back down on the table, and said, “Dammit, I want a friend like you.” I was curious what a valet ticket had to do with her reaction, so I picked it up from the table to check it out. The valet had apparently handed me his half of the stub, and kept the part he intended to give to me. Handwritten in pencil, the stub said,“Silver BMW 650i”.Still confused by her reaction, I asked Jennifer, “What’s wrong?” She said, “So you tell me you guys aren’t married. You say you aren’t even dating. You claim the two of you are only friends. Holy cow! You must be pretty close friends, like friends with benefits, and there must be some big time benefits coming your way for you to treat her the way you do!”Jennifer continued, “All I’m attracted to is older guys, and I can’t find a man like you! Sarah is 10 years older than me. She’s going to a party with another man tomorrow night, and you buy her a dress for the occasion. “What kind of benefits would it take from a girl like me to find a friend who drives a $100,000 car, d****s me with emeralds, diamonds, and rubies, and then buys me a $700 dress because I want to go to party?”Before I had a chance to respond, we heard Sarah calling out, “Where are you guys?” We hustled over to where she was, and I held up the validatedticket stub to show her what I had been doing. Sarah looked a little flustered. I said, “Is anything wrong?” She answered,“Not really, but while I was changing, Lisa called and she’s all pissed off because I wasn’t at your place when she came by to pick me up. I told her to come over here and I would be right down. Do you guys need me anymore?” Jennifer was quick to speak saying, “No, not at all. If you need to get out of here right now, just let me get the tag from the dress. I’ll get you a dress cover, and you can be on your way. We might be slowpokes writing elazığ escort bayan it up, and finishing everything we need to. No reason to hold you up.” It wasn’t hard for me to read between those lines. Jennifer pulled the tag off the dress sleeve, and excused herself for a moment to get one of the nice covers they give you with expensive dresses. That gave Sarah and I a moment alone.She looked down at floor and said. “Oh shit! Do you think she saw it?” Then I looked. The little 2 inch puddle, was now an uneven 10 inch smear beginning to turn white as it dried. I told Sarah, “I don’t think she noticed it, because she hasn’t said a word about it.” Sarah said, “Good, I’m glad I’m getting out of here before she sees it, and I’ll never show my face in this store again. The next second, Jennifer was back, slipping the dress into the cover. She handed it to Sarah and said, “I can’t tell you how much fun I’ve had while helping you!” I thought to myself, that’s right, you can’t tell her. Sarah thanked her, then gave me a quick peck on the cheek, and told me she would see me Saturday. Then she was gone.Jennifer turned to me and said, “Will that be cash or credit?” We both laughed as I handed her my credit card, then followed her back to her desk. I wasn’t going to initiate anything, but from the double meaning comments she made to Sarah, I suspected she would. Jennifer said she had to get the transaction posted before it got any later. The credit card terminal was a classy touch. It was discreetly hidden in another desk drawer, on the opposite side of the desk. Jennifer played cute by making a similar, but greatly exaggerated bend over to access the machine. There were those beautiful tits on display again, except this time, the bra was missing. She must have taken it off when she came in here to get the dress cover for Sarah. She could be just k**ding around after what happened earlier, or she could be trying to seduce me again.While Jennifer swiped my card, and waited for it to process I had questions. I asked, “Are we going to get locked in here?” She said the store had twodoors on the ground floor that open to the parking lot. She said you can go out, but not come in. I ask about the valet guys. She said no problem, they were long gone already, and any keys are given to security only 50 feet from the valet stand. I could pick them up there. I asked her if we were going to get caught, being the only people left at the mall. Jennifer said,“A lot goes on in a big place like this, even after closing time. You would be shocked how many people will be here all night long. Security won’t be through this area for another four hours.” Her voice turned very sexy and she said, “You can relax now, we are totally alone.” With that said, Jennifer pushed the credit card slip in front of me, and handed me a pen from the desk set. Listening to Jennifer’s sultry voice, and watching her incredible, braless tits swaying, as I scribbled my name on the slip, had me going crazy. Damn this woman knows how to work it! My cock was hard again. Hard like an iron bar. Jennifer shoved the paperwork to the far end of the desk, then she leaned back down on her elbows placing her lips an inch away from the head of my throbbing cock, exactly like before. Then the voice of a horny angel asked, “Where were we?”There was no battle going on between common sense, and lust this time. Common sense had already gone home, leaving lust in full control. Without hesitation, I unzipped my slacks. My cock sprang out like a Jack-in-the-Box just set it free, and a moment later, it was engulfed by warm liquid silk. That’s what Jenifer’s mouth felt like as she took me all the way into her throat. (Before this night was over, I would learn that this was the first time Jennifer had been with a man in more than four years. She had a whole lot of nasty saved up, and she let it all go with me)Jennifer’s technique was perfect for my taste, not hard and aggressive, but rather smooth, combining nice suction from her lips with a swirling, licking tongue, always teasing. I wanted her to be the leader initially, so I could identify some of her favorite things and better please her once I took over. While sucking on my cock, Jennifer unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my slacks, and dropped them to the floor. I Kicked off my shoes and stepped out. With me naked from the waist down, she took the cheeks of my skinny ass and pulled me to her, forcing my cock into her throat again. Most girls hate that, but Jennifer’s lack of gag reflex told me it was different with her. Pulling her hands back in front, she slipped them between my thighs and applied outward pressure, signaling me to take a wider stance. When I complied, Jennifer cupped my balls with one hand, massaging them softly,while she reached underneath with the other hand and began gently scr****g my asshole with a fingernail, that paused occasionally to probe inside slightly. This is how I learn. She was testing me. In my experience, the only women who offer to give ass play, are the women who want to get ass play. Later, I would prove to Jennifer, how well I passed her test. Laying on her stomach on top of the desk, it was difficult for me to pleasure Jennifer, and I told her so. I left it to her, to decide how and where she would move. She had an answer that worked for both of us. She rolled over on her back, and hung her head down over the edge of the desk. Jennifer pulled the top of her dress down to her waist. She said, “I’ve thought about you sucking my nipples since you walked in with Sarah. Please suck my nipples while you fuck my throat.” Jennifer adjusted the position of her head so when she opened her mouth, there was a straight shot from her lips to her stomach. I pushed my cock in slowly until my balls began to flatten her nose. I know I was going to slowly, but throat fucking was new to me. Jennifer pushed me away with her hands to take a breath and said, “fuck it so I can breathe, and suck my nipples.” I shoved my cock back into her mouth, and started pumping in and out, going deeper, until she was taking my full length. It was freaky nasty, watching the bulge sliding up and down Jennifer’s throat, as the broad head of my cock passed back and forth like a large Adams apple. I finally tore my eyes away to suck one of those perfect nipples into my mouth. By the time I did, Jennifer had pulled the bottom half of her dress up, and was furiously rubbing her clit. This was too much all at once if I was going to pleasure her. I pulled my cock out of her throat and stepped back. Jennifer asked, “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”I said, “No baby, but another three seconds of that, and I was going to cum.” She rolled over and sat up on the desk with her legs dangling off. She said, “I wanted you to cum, I want to make you feel good.” I looked at her and said, “Jennifer, you have me so turned on, that when I cum, it’s going to be so hard, you may have to give me fluids, and help me to my car. Before that happens, there’s so much more of you I have to explore. Call me selfish.” Her eyes lit up and she said, “So start exploring!”I stepped between her dangling legs. Her dress had fallen back down and was covering her again. I placed my hands on Jennifer’s hips, outside her dress. Fucking her throat was so intense! My cock was still rock hard, and sticking straight out. Jennifer offered no resistance when I applied pressure to pull her hips closer to mine. When I stopped pulling her at all, shescooted her ass on the desktop until her soft mound was pressing against my rigid cock. Sliding my hands up her body, I cupped one of her tits in each hand, and began making circles around her nipples with my thumbs. Jennifer’s eyes closed, and she moaned softly, seaming to get lost in the sensations. Pinching her nipples hard, I kissed her neck softly, just under her ear and whispered, “I can feel the heat from your pussy through your dress.” She spread her knees and started grinding her cunt against my hard on. Her breathing was getting ragged, like she was panting. I could already tell, Jennifer is the type woman who likes a small dose of pain mixed with her pleasure. I crushed her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and held them that way. The way she gasped, I knew it hurt, but her physical reaction was to push her pussy against my cock even harder. Jennifer’s slow rhythmic grinding from moments earlier, escalated into hard erratic humping. She was panting like a dog now, her only oxygen coming from short, shallow breaths. I kissed the same spot again and asked. “How wet is your pussy right now? I think Jennifer tried to answer with words, but her breathing wouldn’t allow it. She opened her eyes for a moment, and looking into mine, she forced out the words, “It’s been so long!”With our eyes still locked on each other, I jolted her back to reality with another brief, but painful nipple pinch. Jennifer’s eyes closed again as she hung her head backward, wincing in pain. I released her nipples and pulled my shirt off over my head, tossing it to the floor. I was naked, and dying to feel her skin against mine. I dropped my hands to push her designer dress up to her waist, then sliding my hands under, I lifted her ass, and pulled her closer, guiding her soaked pussy toward my hard cock. My dick has never been harder in my life, than that moment when, it touched up against Jennifer’s opening. I paused there, penetrating her only a fraction of an inch. Her head was still hanging back with her eyes closed. She was moaning softly, and rocking her hips almost as if she was in a trance. I gently pushed my fingers into her hair to lift her head up, bringing her face near mine. There was that sexy neck again. I couldn’t resist kissing it one more time, and and whispering my thoughts in her ear. I said. “A first kiss is very special, may we always remember this one.” As my lips touched hers, Jennifer’s mouth opened, and her sweet tongue found mine, I started slowly pushing my engorged cock inside her. Still kissing passionately, Jennifer lifted her knees up to my shoulders. She threw her arms around my neck and pulled us together, smashing her incredible tits against mynaked chest. With my cock halfway in, her pussy felt like liquid fire. Jennifer broke our kiss just long enough to say, “Take me!” She she spread her legs until her pussy was completly open for me and whispered, “Take all of me!” When she said that, I rammed my cock balls deep making Jennifer gasp and squeel, “OH FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!” I did fuck her hard, and she met every one of my thrusts, with one of her own. The build up to this point insured this was not going to be a marathon fuck. We were both far too aroused for that to happen. When Jennifer started started muttering, “Oh God, Oh God”, I knew she was close. Her own cum was flowing so heavily, that even though her pussy was as tight as I’ve ever felt, my cock made loud sloshing sounds as we fucked. Her juice was being frothed up into a slippery white foam, running down the crack of Jennifer’s ass, and dripping off my balls. We were both reaching the point where we couldn’t stop.I increased the pace, fucking her harder, and that sexy foam started splattering on the desk top as my balls made loud slapping sounds against her asshole. So loud in fact, I worried we might be heard, but I had a solution. Jennifer had her legs so high that she was practically lying on her back. Her pretty asshole was completely exposed and soaked with her slick cum. I kept fucking her, and reached under my balls with my right hand.I was too turned on to think about being gentle, when I plunged my thumb in Jennifer’s asshole, all the way to the web of my hand. That did it for her, and one second later, her entire body was vibrating like a tuning fork.Every erotic nerve ending was raw, and screaming at her like she was screaming out loud, “I’M Cumming!” That was followed soon after by movement that looked very much like she was having a seizure with muscle contractions ripping the length of her body. Hard, rhythmic contractions of her vaginal muscles, and anal sphincter squeezed my cock and thumb, over and over. That was more than I could take. It hit me so fast, and we hadn’t talked about birth control, or any rules she might have. I got clipped several years back, but Jennifer doesn’t know that.I announced, “Baby I’m Gonna Cum!”I heard, “Yeah, yeah, Cum!” I asked,“Do you want me to pull out?” It’s a good thing Jennifer answered, “No, Cum Inside Me. Fill My Pussy With Your Cum!” because even as I was asking her the question, I was flooding her pussy. I actually couldn’t believe, I had gotten so turned on two times in the same day, and filled two hot pussies full. She was overflowing, even before I pulled my cock out. When I did pull out, most of my load came gushing out in one big blob that landed near the edge of the desk, and thenspent the next 30 seconds drooling down to the oak floor.We talked a lot after that, but this story has become so long already that I think I should saved that until I fuck Jennifer again. I’ll wrap up by telling you our time after our first fuck, was fantastic, but we both needed to get out of there. I got dressed, and Jennifer did the best she could to straighten out that poor designer dress that had been so badly abused. The only cleaning supplies she had was a roll of paper towels, and a bottle of Windex. I offered to do a cleanup, but Jennifer said she actually wanted to do it. Part of the memory she said. She wiped down the desktop, and then tackled the puddle on the floor. A much larger puddle I might add, because it was the entire load, not just what was left over. After completely soaking a couple of paper towels, she finished up with a third. Jennifer looked up at me and said, “ Fucking you felt so good, but, Damn you cum a lot!I said, “Only if an incredibly hot woman turns me on as much as you do. Then I asked her if she was ready to go. I thought she would put away the paper towels and Windex. Instead, she started walking back to the dress area. I followed Jennifer and asked, “What are you doing?” She stopped in front of the big mirror, and placed the cleaning supplies on the floor. Jennifer d****d her arms around my neck, and planted another hot kiss on my lips. Then she said, “I just cleaned up a large benefit by my desk. Sarah accidentally left a benefit out here, that I’m going to clean up before Henry finds it. The only thing you need to think about, is which benefits you enjoy the most.” Then Jennifer gave my cock a squeeze, and speaking directly to it she said, “You want to be my friend, I can tell.” As my cock started to swell in her hand, she looked back to me and said,“See, he agrees!”She cleaned up Sarah’s cum stain and we walked out together.I can’t wait to fuck Jennifer again!!

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