Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 103 I Have a Tough Morning Shopping
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I'm just out, casually shopping for some deals on jeans at one of my favorite stores. I especially like this store because the dressing rooms are right in the men's department, and they don't bother with attendants either- makes it so much easier. I'm flipping through some stuff on a sale rack, when I notice you a couple displays over, looking over a table of golf shorts. I leave the rack I'm at and walk over to one that's still a couple racks away from you, but on the same aisle so I can get a better look.
You're dressed for comfortable shopping- nice snug sweatpants, short-sleeved zip-up jacket with what appears to be a tank top underneath, judging from the low-cut front, and very sexy, pedicured feet in flip-flops only adds to the overall effect. Very nice curves, I think to myself as I watch you lean over- I can see your breasts hang down, swinging gently as you look through the clothes on the table. Your pants cling to your gorgeous ass, letting me note the lack of panty lines. I can't resist any longer, voyeur that I am- I have to get a closer look. I quickly work my way down to the same table you're at, just as you pick up a pair of shorts and hold them at arm's length, looking them over. You look over as I walk up, and we make eye contact and exchange brief smiles.
I pretend to be looking through the shorts on the other side of the table from you as you put the pair you had aside and lean down to look some more. This time I have a clear view, and my suspicion is confirmed- apparently no panties, and definitely no bra. I u*********sly stop looking at the shorts for a second as I watch- I can already feel my cock stirring as I admire the view. You suddenly grab another pair of pants and stand up- I look back down, but I don't think I did it in time. You don't say anything, though- you just hold the shorts out and look at them like you did the first pair, then hold then up to your waist like you can't tell if they're right. I kind of glance up at you and smile- " I hate this small-medium-large shit too" I say. "Makes you have to try on too much." "Yeah" you say, "especially when they're not for you." I laugh- "kinda figured that"- which gets another smile and a little laugh out of you.
You set that pair aside, then resume digging through the others. This time, though, I notice you're leaning down more and stretching to reach farther across the table, pulling the front of your tank down even more. When you look up to ask me to hand you a pair you can't quite reach, you catch me looking- but again you don't say anything, just smile your biggest smile yet. I just smile back and hand you the pair you wanted- you go through the same routine- hold them up, hold them to your waist. Then you look over at me- "I hope you don't think I'm being forward" you say, "but you look to be about the same size as my husband- could I ask a favor?" "Sure" I reply, "be glad to- wouldn't want you to get something the wrong size. I know it's a pain to bring stuff back." "Great" you say. "Let's do these three, then I'll at least have an idea about the sizes."
You pick up the shorts and we walk over to the dressing rooms, and I take them from you and go in. I can't believe this, but my cock sure does- when I slide my jeans off, it's already swinging out in front of me at half-mast. I try to get your body off my mind as you call in to me, and I slip on the heaviest pair first to try and hide my arousal. They're also the biggest ones, though, so when I step out to where you're waiting, I have to hold the waist to keep them from falling down. You laugh, covering your mouth to try to hide it. "That's ok" I tell you, laughing myself. "Obviously he's not an extra large!" "Go try the large" you tell me, and I head back in to change.
I'm more than glad to, because I noticed you had unzipped your jacket, and I see why you had it on- your tank is apparently thin material, and I could see the dark of your areolas, clearly punctuated by a little hardening of your own. By the time I get the shorts off, it's no use- my cock is at full attention. "Shit" I think- "now what?" I look through the remaining pairs, and find the large. I quickly slip them on- perfect! I can just tuck my cock up behind the zipper if I pull them up a little, and not walk all the way out this time- maybe you won't notice, and I won't have to try any more on. I walk out to where you are- "Well?" I ask. "Ohhh- those look good" you say. "Are they too tight? You're standing a little funny." "No- they're fine" I say. "Seem to fit well." "Let me see" you say, as you walk over to me and pull on the waistband. "Why do you have them pulled up so far? That doesn't look right." You slip two fingers in the waistband to check the fit, giving a little downward tug at the same time. I tense up slightly as the waist gets stopped by my hard cock. You then slip two fingers of your other hand in the other side and slide both hands around toward the front, checking the fit again. Suddenly, the waist slips, exposing the head of my cock. "Oops- sorry- bad timing" I say, giving a little nervous laugh. You look down for a minute- then slide your fingers all the way to the front until they contact my shaft. "I wouldn't be so sure about that" you say, looking at me with a little twinkle in your eyes. "Let's try the medium, just to be sure."
You remove your hands, and I turn to go back to the dressing room- but this time you follow behind me. "Be easier if you don't have to walk back out here" you tell me- and I don't argue. My heart is pounding at the thought of what may be about to happen- and my cock has never been harder. We go in and pull the curtain. I waste no time in dropping the shorts to the floor and picking up the other pair as you sit on the bench. "Put those down" you tell me, as you reach out to wrap your hand around my cock and pull me toward you. "I don't have much time" you say, as you promptly take the head of my cock in your mouth and start rolling your tongue all around it. You take my balls in one hand as the other pulls your jacket off one arm, then switch hands so you can take it the rest of the way off. I reach down and massage your breasts through your top, until you stop and slip your arms out and pull it down off of your breasts.
You reach around and grab my ass, pulling me deeper into your mouth as I start to move my hips with you. I reach down and pinch and pull your nipples, getting them as hard as I am. I try to reach down between your legs, but you stop me- shaking your head no while you suck me. I realize then what you want today, and give in to your mouth- I pull your hair up and hold it, moving my hips to match your head, fucking your mouth slow and deep. You slide a hand back to slip a finger in my ass- causing me to buck and push my cock deep in your wet mouth. You eagerly take all of it- holding it in for a few seconds before resuming your back and forth motion. I feel your finger fucking my ass while I watch my cock fucking your hot mouth- looking up at me, impatiently waiting on my load. I pull partway out and start stroking it into your mouth- jerking myself as your tongue goes all around the head, stopping only to take it in your mouth again as I get closer to cumming. "Ohhh yeah" I half-moan, trying to stay quiet. "You ready?" I ask- you only nod your head, intent on my cock. My balls tighten, and I feel the waves flow- you open your mouth so I can my hot cum shooting onto your tongue and lips- you stick your tongue out, letting it flow down to drip on your exposed breasts. I cum for what seems like 10 minutes, as you take me in and swallow some, and let more run down your chin onto you. I finally finish, and you look up and lick your lips- "Mmmmmm- thanks for the snack" you say, as you pull your top back on, not bothering to clean the cum off your breasts. You pull your jacket back on, leaving it unzipped, and quickly exit the room. "Wait" I call out, as I rush to pull my jeans back on. I run out just in time to see you walking up to a guy that wasn't in the store before- you take his hand and head toward the display of shorts, picking out a pair and heading for the checkout. I just shake my head, not believing what just happened. I go back to shopping, only to be interrupted by you walking back to the table. You put the shorts back, and as you pass me, I hear- "Same time next week- ladies department- my turn". I can't wait...
You're dressed for comfortable shopping- nice snug sweatpants, short-sleeved zip-up jacket with what appears to be a tank top underneath, judging from the low-cut front, and very sexy, pedicured feet in flip-flops only adds to the overall effect. Very nice curves, I think to myself as I watch you lean over- I can see your breasts hang down, swinging gently as you look through the clothes on the table. Your pants cling to your gorgeous ass, letting me note the lack of panty lines. I can't resist any longer, voyeur that I am- I have to get a closer look. I quickly work my way down to the same table you're at, just as you pick up a pair of shorts and hold them at arm's length, looking them over. You look over as I walk up, and we make eye contact and exchange brief smiles.
I pretend to be looking through the shorts on the other side of the table from you as you put the pair you had aside and lean down to look some more. This time I have a clear view, and my suspicion is confirmed- apparently no panties, and definitely no bra. I u*********sly stop looking at the shorts for a second as I watch- I can already feel my cock stirring as I admire the view. You suddenly grab another pair of pants and stand up- I look back down, but I don't think I did it in time. You don't say anything, though- you just hold the shorts out and look at them like you did the first pair, then hold then up to your waist like you can't tell if they're right. I kind of glance up at you and smile- " I hate this small-medium-large shit too" I say. "Makes you have to try on too much." "Yeah" you say, "especially when they're not for you." I laugh- "kinda figured that"- which gets another smile and a little laugh out of you.
You set that pair aside, then resume digging through the others. This time, though, I notice you're leaning down more and stretching to reach farther across the table, pulling the front of your tank down even more. When you look up to ask me to hand you a pair you can't quite reach, you catch me looking- but again you don't say anything, just smile your biggest smile yet. I just smile back and hand you the pair you wanted- you go through the same routine- hold them up, hold them to your waist. Then you look over at me- "I hope you don't think I'm being forward" you say, "but you look to be about the same size as my husband- could I ask a favor?" "Sure" I reply, "be glad to- wouldn't want you to get something the wrong size. I know it's a pain to bring stuff back." "Great" you say. "Let's do these three, then I'll at least have an idea about the sizes."
You pick up the shorts and we walk over to the dressing rooms, and I take them from you and go in. I can't believe this, but my cock sure does- when I slide my jeans off, it's already swinging out in front of me at half-mast. I try to get your body off my mind as you call in to me, and I slip on the heaviest pair first to try and hide my arousal. They're also the biggest ones, though, so when I step out to where you're waiting, I have to hold the waist to keep them from falling down. You laugh, covering your mouth to try to hide it. "That's ok" I tell you, laughing myself. "Obviously he's not an extra large!" "Go try the large" you tell me, and I head back in to change.
I'm more than glad to, because I noticed you had unzipped your jacket, and I see why you had it on- your tank is apparently thin material, and I could see the dark of your areolas, clearly punctuated by a little hardening of your own. By the time I get the shorts off, it's no use- my cock is at full attention. "Shit" I think- "now what?" I look through the remaining pairs, and find the large. I quickly slip them on- perfect! I can just tuck my cock up behind the zipper if I pull them up a little, and not walk all the way out this time- maybe you won't notice, and I won't have to try any more on. I walk out to where you are- "Well?" I ask. "Ohhh- those look good" you say. "Are they too tight? You're standing a little funny." "No- they're fine" I say. "Seem to fit well." "Let me see" you say, as you walk over to me and pull on the waistband. "Why do you have them pulled up so far? That doesn't look right." You slip two fingers in the waistband to check the fit, giving a little downward tug at the same time. I tense up slightly as the waist gets stopped by my hard cock. You then slip two fingers of your other hand in the other side and slide both hands around toward the front, checking the fit again. Suddenly, the waist slips, exposing the head of my cock. "Oops- sorry- bad timing" I say, giving a little nervous laugh. You look down for a minute- then slide your fingers all the way to the front until they contact my shaft. "I wouldn't be so sure about that" you say, looking at me with a little twinkle in your eyes. "Let's try the medium, just to be sure."
You remove your hands, and I turn to go back to the dressing room- but this time you follow behind me. "Be easier if you don't have to walk back out here" you tell me- and I don't argue. My heart is pounding at the thought of what may be about to happen- and my cock has never been harder. We go in and pull the curtain. I waste no time in dropping the shorts to the floor and picking up the other pair as you sit on the bench. "Put those down" you tell me, as you reach out to wrap your hand around my cock and pull me toward you. "I don't have much time" you say, as you promptly take the head of my cock in your mouth and start rolling your tongue all around it. You take my balls in one hand as the other pulls your jacket off one arm, then switch hands so you can take it the rest of the way off. I reach down and massage your breasts through your top, until you stop and slip your arms out and pull it down off of your breasts.
You reach around and grab my ass, pulling me deeper into your mouth as I start to move my hips with you. I reach down and pinch and pull your nipples, getting them as hard as I am. I try to reach down between your legs, but you stop me- shaking your head no while you suck me. I realize then what you want today, and give in to your mouth- I pull your hair up and hold it, moving my hips to match your head, fucking your mouth slow and deep. You slide a hand back to slip a finger in my ass- causing me to buck and push my cock deep in your wet mouth. You eagerly take all of it- holding it in for a few seconds before resuming your back and forth motion. I feel your finger fucking my ass while I watch my cock fucking your hot mouth- looking up at me, impatiently waiting on my load. I pull partway out and start stroking it into your mouth- jerking myself as your tongue goes all around the head, stopping only to take it in your mouth again as I get closer to cumming. "Ohhh yeah" I half-moan, trying to stay quiet. "You ready?" I ask- you only nod your head, intent on my cock. My balls tighten, and I feel the waves flow- you open your mouth so I can my hot cum shooting onto your tongue and lips- you stick your tongue out, letting it flow down to drip on your exposed breasts. I cum for what seems like 10 minutes, as you take me in and swallow some, and let more run down your chin onto you. I finally finish, and you look up and lick your lips- "Mmmmmm- thanks for the snack" you say, as you pull your top back on, not bothering to clean the cum off your breasts. You pull your jacket back on, leaving it unzipped, and quickly exit the room. "Wait" I call out, as I rush to pull my jeans back on. I run out just in time to see you walking up to a guy that wasn't in the store before- you take his hand and head toward the display of shorts, picking out a pair and heading for the checkout. I just shake my head, not believing what just happened. I go back to shopping, only to be interrupted by you walking back to the table. You put the shorts back, and as you pass me, I hear- "Same time next week- ladies department- my turn". I can't wait...
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