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She leaned forward and bit his shoulder to hold back a scream as just the bulbous head finally squeezed inside her. At least the hard part was over—or so she thought.
Simon slowly began to lower her onto his cock, stretching her well beyond anything she was equipped to handle. Tears flooded her eyes, and a silent scream caught in her chest as the first two inches nearly tore her in half. There was nothing left to do but suffer. She wrapped her arms around his neck, held fast with her legs, and waited for him to use her.
He stayed there for a moment to adjust her weight and the angle, and then he sunk into her another inch.
She was crying silently into his shoulder now. It felt incredible, but it hurt so damn much.
"Don't try to fight the pain," he said. "Enjoy it for what it is. Because when you allow yourself to feel it completely, you'll realize just how good it feels. Let it all in."
A sob wracked through her as he tried to push farther in.
Let go. Let it all in.
She took a deep, shuddering breath and stopped fighting him. Her muscles relaxed, and the next three inches of him plowed into her. His head jammed into her cervix, but she embraced the pain instead of letting it cripple her. Valerie knew without looking down that he still had inches to spare.
He groaned as he bottomed out again, and she felt a rush of wetness as her body tried to do everything possible to adjust.
Simon held her pinned against the wall and then began to slowly fuck her. Even though he could have avoided doing so, he seemed to glean some sadistic pleasure from ramming her insides with every thrust and then pressing even harder against her once he was in. She yelped every time, but she didn't feel the need to scream anymore. He was right; there was pleasure interwoven with the pain. His cock was so thick that he dragged against her clit with every shift of his hips, and his head pressed against her G-spot every time he pulled out far enough before a thrust.
Simon began grunting as the thrusts started to get faster, harder, more vigorous. Soon, Valerie couldn't breathe hard enough to cry out in time with the thrusts, and she couldn't tell if she was moaning or crying anymore. Equal measures of pain and pleasure tore through her.
A pressure was building inside her again. While the other orgasms had built up quickly, this one took its time. Such were the extremes of the sensations her body was being subjected to, she wasn't sure she could survive coming again, but it was too late to get her defenses up again. She was his to do with as he saw fit.
He saw fit to force a finger in her ass as he drove into her, and she was so surprised that she cried out far louder than she should have, even though they were both so sweaty that it went in without too much resistance.
What if somebody heard me? And where is that manager with my clothes? Let's just hope that she didn't call security.
Simon slowed down and then stopped.
Valerie's eyes fluttered open.
"What is it?" she asked, surprised that she could still speak.
"My arms are getting tired," he said. "Can you stand?"
"I think so."
He slowly drew his cock from the sheath of her body with a wet squelch and set her on her feet.
All that pounding had taken its toll, and her legs were shaking so much that she thought they might give out on her. She wavered for a moment, then managed to find her balance by leaning against the mirror.
He grabbed her by the hips and bent her over so that she was facing the mirror with her ass sticking out.
The stall smelled like sweat and the best rough sex. They were both a mess. Her hair was plastered to her flushed face, and she was too afraid to look at the damage between her legs.
He pushed her down farther and then shoved his cock back in her. They gasped in unison as he filled her up completely. This angle let him go deeper and hit all the sweet spots just right.
"Babe," he said, "your pussy feels so damn good. I almost lost it on the first stroke just now, but I'm not done with you yet."
He gave her a hard thrust to emphasize his point.
"Fuck—" she said.
Another thrust.
"Me—"
Thrust.
"Hard!"
The next thrust made her vision go dark at the edges.
Simon yanked her hair back with one hand and then rode her furiously with his other hand clutching her hip. He muttered sweet nothings under his breath as he made sure that her pussy would never be the same.
"You like the way that big dick feels inside you?" he asked.
Valerie moaned an affirmative.
"Put your hand on your stomach so that you can feel me fuck you under your palm."
She did as she was told. He was right; she could feel the bulge of his cock pushing up against the inside of her belly every time he rammed into her. She pressed down harder so that she could feel it more deeply. Doing so made her feel even tighter inside, and she spasmed involuntarily.
All of a sudden, he dragged her back and pulled her with him to the bench where her clothes lay. He kept her snug against him so that he never had to pull out of her. Simon sat and spread his legs so that hers were tight together, squeezing him. She had to reach back and lean against him to keep from being run through as her weight pushed him up against her cervix.
It was her turn to do some of the work.
She leaned back against him and started riding him in earnest so that her tits jiggled with every bounce.
As she fucked herself on his dick, he stuck his dirty fingers in her mouth to pick up saliva and then began rubbing her clit in time with her rising and falling.
The orgasm began building again. As selfish as it was, she hoped that she would be able to come at least one more time before he was done. He was just spoiling her with multiples.
"I'm close, baby," he said.
"Not yet," she said. "Not yet."
She leaned forward and put her hands on her knees, then began bouncing up and down fast with wet slaps.
It was a race. She was so incredibly close, but being under so much pressure to get there before him was holding her back.
Between breaths, she heard footsteps as somebody walked into the dressing area.
No! Not now! I'm so close!
"Hello?"
It was the manager.
Valerie tried to think fast, but she came up empty.
At least try to keep your voice even.
"Uh, hi," she said, trying to keep her ass from slapping too loudly against Simon.
"Sorry I took so long with the clothes," she said. "We got a bunch of customers in, and I had to take a register."
She hung the clothes over the top of the door, and Valerie reached up to grab them as she rode Simon.
"Thank you," Valerie said.
"No problem," the manager said.
She was quiet for a moment, and Valerie became painfully aware of how much noise she and Simon were making.
"Was there something else?" Valerie asked, fighting to keep her voice level as she got dangerously close to coming.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry. I was trying to think of a polite way to say that that was an unusual selection of clothes you had picked out. Are you shopping for a special occasion?"
Simon grabbed her by the hips and started fucking her so fast and hard that his balls slapped against her. Whatever mind block had kept her from climaxing fell away as his huge cock began to push her over the edge.
"Yes," she moaned.
Silence again.
"Ah, right. Well, let me know when you're ready to check out. Just ask for Amanda."
Valerie was pretty sure that she heard Amanda leave the dressing area.
They were both breathing raggedly.
She stopped Simon for a moment.
"Hold on," she said.
Without letting him out of her, she carefully turned completely around so that she was straddling him face to face. The twist fired nerve endings that she didn't even know she had, and she could tell that it felt just as good or better for Simon.
"I'm going to come so hard," she said as she started riding him
"Not if I get there first," he said, his voice strained.
"Oh no you don't."
She started bouncing faster.
There was a loud knock.
What the hell?
"Alright, guys. You need to stop what you are doing and leave now, or I will be calling security."
It was Amanda.
"I... Just a minute!" Valerie said.
Her body shook with a contraction, and she clamped down on Simon with a shuddering moan.
He groaned underneath her and tried to pull her off of him, but it felt too good. She couldn't stop now.
"Babe, I'm going to—" he started to say.
"This is your last chance to open the door, and then I'm calling security," Amanda said.
Blind to reason as she started to come, Valerie reached over and pulled the door to the stall open.
Simon bucked underneath her and tried to push her off, but she wrapped her limbs around him and rode the orgasm out in its entirety.
In her periphery, she could see Amanda standing there, but she didn't matter. Getting caught didn't matter. All that mattered was Simon's massive cock inside her blissfully beaten pussy and the crushing waves of ecstasy that tore through her.
Simon was holding her tight atop him and thrusting into her and saying something, but she couldn't tell what because she was so lost in herself.
As the orgasm began to subside, Valerie's senses came back into focus, and she felt hot spurts of Simon's cum shooting into her. There was so much that she could feel it spill out of her with his every desperate thrust.
Oh no. God no. He came inside of me!
Valerie tried to climb off of him, but he held on for a few more thrusts before she could get free.
She staggered to her feet and almost fell back down because her legs weren't working properly.
He groaned again as another hot spurt shot out of him, and she knew that she couldn't let it go to waste. What was done was done, and he'd already come inside of her, but he deserved to at least finish without being cut short.
She fell to her knees in front of him and grabbed his twitching cock hard in both her hands. It glistened in their juices, creamy and wet and full to bursting.
Valerie closed her eyes, and then he was inside her mouth. She could taste herself, and she could taste him. His cum coated the back of her tongue and throat as she milked him of his every last drop, and she took him as deep as she could—deeper than he'd been able to go in her pussy.
His fingers ran gently through her tangled hair after she couldn't suck any more out of him. He was still hard, but his need seemed to be mostly sated.
It was then that she opened her eyes, his cock still in her mouth, and made eye contact with Amanda. She looked to be about Valerie's age—petite, pretty, and wearing an expression of undisguised shock.
Never breaking eye contact with Amanda, Valerie slowly rolled her tongue under and over Simon's head, making him gasp, then gave him one final suck before pulling him out of her mouth with an audible pop.
The gravity of what had just transpired dawned on her, but the post-orgasmic euphoria just made everything seem like it was going to be okay.
Valerie managed to get back to her feet, knowing that her face was probably beet-red. She pulled her shirt back down and started to look around for her jeans—there was no way she was putting those panties back on.
"Uh, we'll just... be on our way here in a minute," Valerie said.
Simon stood up and zipped his pants, nodding at Amanda.
"Hi there," he said as he tried to mop himself dry with his shirt.
"Hi," she said, blushing despite her shock.
Valerie had to hop to wiggle into her jeans, and she felt hot cum dribble down her thighs as she did so. She snatched up her sweater and threw it on.
"We're really sorry about all this," Valerie said. "It just kind of, you know, happened. And, well, please don't tell on us."
Amanda just nodded slowly, her wide eyes glued to Simon's sweat-slick body.
Simon put the damp shirt back on and slipped a hand around Valerie's waist.
"Time to go, babe."
He walked to the doorway where Amanda stood and stole a kiss on his way out. The poor girl looked petrified.
Valerie felt like she should have been jealous, but it just turned her on, and she decided to one-up him. As she passed Amanda, she slipped a hand behind her head and kissed her till her lips parted. Valerie grabbed a handful of Amanda's cute little butt and then let her suck her dirty tongue clean.
"Wow. I've never kissed a girl," Valerie said.
"Me either," Amanda whispered hoarsely.
Simon looked on in approval, and Valerie giggled to herself as she gave Amanda's butt a final squeeze and ran to catch up with him on his way out of the store.
They had a movie to catch.
Simon slowly began to lower her onto his cock, stretching her well beyond anything she was equipped to handle. Tears flooded her eyes, and a silent scream caught in her chest as the first two inches nearly tore her in half. There was nothing left to do but suffer. She wrapped her arms around his neck, held fast with her legs, and waited for him to use her.
He stayed there for a moment to adjust her weight and the angle, and then he sunk into her another inch.
She was crying silently into his shoulder now. It felt incredible, but it hurt so damn much.
"Don't try to fight the pain," he said. "Enjoy it for what it is. Because when you allow yourself to feel it completely, you'll realize just how good it feels. Let it all in."
A sob wracked through her as he tried to push farther in.
Let go. Let it all in.
She took a deep, shuddering breath and stopped fighting him. Her muscles relaxed, and the next three inches of him plowed into her. His head jammed into her cervix, but she embraced the pain instead of letting it cripple her. Valerie knew without looking down that he still had inches to spare.
He groaned as he bottomed out again, and she felt a rush of wetness as her body tried to do everything possible to adjust.
Simon held her pinned against the wall and then began to slowly fuck her. Even though he could have avoided doing so, he seemed to glean some sadistic pleasure from ramming her insides with every thrust and then pressing even harder against her once he was in. She yelped every time, but she didn't feel the need to scream anymore. He was right; there was pleasure interwoven with the pain. His cock was so thick that he dragged against her clit with every shift of his hips, and his head pressed against her G-spot every time he pulled out far enough before a thrust.
Simon began grunting as the thrusts started to get faster, harder, more vigorous. Soon, Valerie couldn't breathe hard enough to cry out in time with the thrusts, and she couldn't tell if she was moaning or crying anymore. Equal measures of pain and pleasure tore through her.
A pressure was building inside her again. While the other orgasms had built up quickly, this one took its time. Such were the extremes of the sensations her body was being subjected to, she wasn't sure she could survive coming again, but it was too late to get her defenses up again. She was his to do with as he saw fit.
He saw fit to force a finger in her ass as he drove into her, and she was so surprised that she cried out far louder than she should have, even though they were both so sweaty that it went in without too much resistance.
What if somebody heard me? And where is that manager with my clothes? Let's just hope that she didn't call security.
Simon slowed down and then stopped.
Valerie's eyes fluttered open.
"What is it?" she asked, surprised that she could still speak.
"My arms are getting tired," he said. "Can you stand?"
"I think so."
He slowly drew his cock from the sheath of her body with a wet squelch and set her on her feet.
All that pounding had taken its toll, and her legs were shaking so much that she thought they might give out on her. She wavered for a moment, then managed to find her balance by leaning against the mirror.
He grabbed her by the hips and bent her over so that she was facing the mirror with her ass sticking out.
The stall smelled like sweat and the best rough sex. They were both a mess. Her hair was plastered to her flushed face, and she was too afraid to look at the damage between her legs.
He pushed her down farther and then shoved his cock back in her. They gasped in unison as he filled her up completely. This angle let him go deeper and hit all the sweet spots just right.
"Babe," he said, "your pussy feels so damn good. I almost lost it on the first stroke just now, but I'm not done with you yet."
He gave her a hard thrust to emphasize his point.
"Fuck—" she said.
Another thrust.
"Me—"
Thrust.
"Hard!"
The next thrust made her vision go dark at the edges.
Simon yanked her hair back with one hand and then rode her furiously with his other hand clutching her hip. He muttered sweet nothings under his breath as he made sure that her pussy would never be the same.
"You like the way that big dick feels inside you?" he asked.
Valerie moaned an affirmative.
"Put your hand on your stomach so that you can feel me fuck you under your palm."
She did as she was told. He was right; she could feel the bulge of his cock pushing up against the inside of her belly every time he rammed into her. She pressed down harder so that she could feel it more deeply. Doing so made her feel even tighter inside, and she spasmed involuntarily.
All of a sudden, he dragged her back and pulled her with him to the bench where her clothes lay. He kept her snug against him so that he never had to pull out of her. Simon sat and spread his legs so that hers were tight together, squeezing him. She had to reach back and lean against him to keep from being run through as her weight pushed him up against her cervix.
It was her turn to do some of the work.
She leaned back against him and started riding him in earnest so that her tits jiggled with every bounce.
As she fucked herself on his dick, he stuck his dirty fingers in her mouth to pick up saliva and then began rubbing her clit in time with her rising and falling.
The orgasm began building again. As selfish as it was, she hoped that she would be able to come at least one more time before he was done. He was just spoiling her with multiples.
"I'm close, baby," he said.
"Not yet," she said. "Not yet."
She leaned forward and put her hands on her knees, then began bouncing up and down fast with wet slaps.
It was a race. She was so incredibly close, but being under so much pressure to get there before him was holding her back.
Between breaths, she heard footsteps as somebody walked into the dressing area.
No! Not now! I'm so close!
"Hello?"
It was the manager.
Valerie tried to think fast, but she came up empty.
At least try to keep your voice even.
"Uh, hi," she said, trying to keep her ass from slapping too loudly against Simon.
"Sorry I took so long with the clothes," she said. "We got a bunch of customers in, and I had to take a register."
She hung the clothes over the top of the door, and Valerie reached up to grab them as she rode Simon.
"Thank you," Valerie said.
"No problem," the manager said.
She was quiet for a moment, and Valerie became painfully aware of how much noise she and Simon were making.
"Was there something else?" Valerie asked, fighting to keep her voice level as she got dangerously close to coming.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry. I was trying to think of a polite way to say that that was an unusual selection of clothes you had picked out. Are you shopping for a special occasion?"
Simon grabbed her by the hips and started fucking her so fast and hard that his balls slapped against her. Whatever mind block had kept her from climaxing fell away as his huge cock began to push her over the edge.
"Yes," she moaned.
Silence again.
"Ah, right. Well, let me know when you're ready to check out. Just ask for Amanda."
Valerie was pretty sure that she heard Amanda leave the dressing area.
They were both breathing raggedly.
She stopped Simon for a moment.
"Hold on," she said.
Without letting him out of her, she carefully turned completely around so that she was straddling him face to face. The twist fired nerve endings that she didn't even know she had, and she could tell that it felt just as good or better for Simon.
"I'm going to come so hard," she said as she started riding him
"Not if I get there first," he said, his voice strained.
"Oh no you don't."
She started bouncing faster.
There was a loud knock.
What the hell?
"Alright, guys. You need to stop what you are doing and leave now, or I will be calling security."
It was Amanda.
"I... Just a minute!" Valerie said.
Her body shook with a contraction, and she clamped down on Simon with a shuddering moan.
He groaned underneath her and tried to pull her off of him, but it felt too good. She couldn't stop now.
"Babe, I'm going to—" he started to say.
"This is your last chance to open the door, and then I'm calling security," Amanda said.
Blind to reason as she started to come, Valerie reached over and pulled the door to the stall open.
Simon bucked underneath her and tried to push her off, but she wrapped her limbs around him and rode the orgasm out in its entirety.
In her periphery, she could see Amanda standing there, but she didn't matter. Getting caught didn't matter. All that mattered was Simon's massive cock inside her blissfully beaten pussy and the crushing waves of ecstasy that tore through her.
Simon was holding her tight atop him and thrusting into her and saying something, but she couldn't tell what because she was so lost in herself.
As the orgasm began to subside, Valerie's senses came back into focus, and she felt hot spurts of Simon's cum shooting into her. There was so much that she could feel it spill out of her with his every desperate thrust.
Oh no. God no. He came inside of me!
Valerie tried to climb off of him, but he held on for a few more thrusts before she could get free.
She staggered to her feet and almost fell back down because her legs weren't working properly.
He groaned again as another hot spurt shot out of him, and she knew that she couldn't let it go to waste. What was done was done, and he'd already come inside of her, but he deserved to at least finish without being cut short.
She fell to her knees in front of him and grabbed his twitching cock hard in both her hands. It glistened in their juices, creamy and wet and full to bursting.
Valerie closed her eyes, and then he was inside her mouth. She could taste herself, and she could taste him. His cum coated the back of her tongue and throat as she milked him of his every last drop, and she took him as deep as she could—deeper than he'd been able to go in her pussy.
His fingers ran gently through her tangled hair after she couldn't suck any more out of him. He was still hard, but his need seemed to be mostly sated.
It was then that she opened her eyes, his cock still in her mouth, and made eye contact with Amanda. She looked to be about Valerie's age—petite, pretty, and wearing an expression of undisguised shock.
Never breaking eye contact with Amanda, Valerie slowly rolled her tongue under and over Simon's head, making him gasp, then gave him one final suck before pulling him out of her mouth with an audible pop.
The gravity of what had just transpired dawned on her, but the post-orgasmic euphoria just made everything seem like it was going to be okay.
Valerie managed to get back to her feet, knowing that her face was probably beet-red. She pulled her shirt back down and started to look around for her jeans—there was no way she was putting those panties back on.
"Uh, we'll just... be on our way here in a minute," Valerie said.
Simon stood up and zipped his pants, nodding at Amanda.
"Hi there," he said as he tried to mop himself dry with his shirt.
"Hi," she said, blushing despite her shock.
Valerie had to hop to wiggle into her jeans, and she felt hot cum dribble down her thighs as she did so. She snatched up her sweater and threw it on.
"We're really sorry about all this," Valerie said. "It just kind of, you know, happened. And, well, please don't tell on us."
Amanda just nodded slowly, her wide eyes glued to Simon's sweat-slick body.
Simon put the damp shirt back on and slipped a hand around Valerie's waist.
"Time to go, babe."
He walked to the doorway where Amanda stood and stole a kiss on his way out. The poor girl looked petrified.
Valerie felt like she should have been jealous, but it just turned her on, and she decided to one-up him. As she passed Amanda, she slipped a hand behind her head and kissed her till her lips parted. Valerie grabbed a handful of Amanda's cute little butt and then let her suck her dirty tongue clean.
"Wow. I've never kissed a girl," Valerie said.
"Me either," Amanda whispered hoarsely.
Simon looked on in approval, and Valerie giggled to herself as she gave Amanda's butt a final squeeze and ran to catch up with him on his way out of the store.
They had a movie to catch.
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