Walking into the store with her, I could feel the stares head our way. This happened at every store whenever we both entered. It wasn't me they were staring at. It was her. She was just that stunning. She was 5'5, 135 pounds of pure goddess. Her light blues eyes were framed perfectly by her brown/black hair. She had the curves to match as well. A pair of mouth watering 38 DD's and a curvaceous ass added to her hotness. No man could resist her.
We had a wedding to attend this weekend, so we had come shopping for a dress for her. Earlier that day, I had gotten my tuxedo, so I was pretty much set. She had asked me to join her and help her choose out a dress and far be it for me to say no to this goddess. So here we were, at the department store, shopping around, looking at all types of dresses. Low cut, high cut. Satin. Silk. All sort of colors. They had them all. After about 30 minutes, her eye was caught on a display. A low cut, backless black night gown, with a slit running down from her mid-thigh. It was perfect, but a bit pricey. One thousand two hundred dollars for the dress. A bit pricey but I could make a few sacrifices.
After asking for help from the clerk, we were escorted to a private dressing room, intended only for high dollar customers. I guess they thought I was loaded. We were let in to this small two person room, I sat down on the plush chair, watching her slip behind the red curtain, winking at me as the curtain fell back into place, obscuring my view from her.
Sitting back, I waited patiently as she undressed, hearing the sound of her zipper as she lowered it on her jeans. As I saw them fall to the floor at the foot of the curtain, she kicked them back at me, making the curtain part to give me a glimpse at her ass, clad in black boy shorts. I knew which boy shorts they were too. I had a fetish for woman and them wearing panties, so I knew all the panties she had, seeing as how I bought them all for her. This pair had mesh backing, allowing me to view her ass without them being pulled off, red lace along the fringes and a red bow right above her crotch. They were my favorite out of all of them.
As she removed her shirt, she tossed that over the top of the railing, the garment landing on my head. As I chuckled to myself at this attempt of a striptease, she parted the curtain and smiled that wicked, mischievous smile at me, standing there only in her boy shorts, arms over her breasts. Blowing me a kiss, she turned to go behind the curtain, shaking her delicious ass at me, slipping so smoothly into the change area. She knew she had me entranced, yet she was milking it for all it's worth. I loved it.
After what seemed an eternity, she parted the curtain, stepping out in the dress. My jaw dropped to the floor. She was too beautiful. The fabric of the dress clung to her every curve. The dress was low cut and showed off so much of her ample cleavage. I looked down her sexy, curvy body, noticing how tight the fabric was on her hips. There is no way she is wearing panties in that outfit, I thought. The outline will show. Spinning herself around, my eyes traveled down her spine, over her lower back and to her ass, framed so perfectly in that dress, showing off the fullness and roundness of it. Spinning back around to let me glance at her body, she parted the slit of the gown with her leg, showing off her white, creamy thigh.
"So, I take it that you love this dress as much as I do," she purred, the words sliding off her tongue, her hands moving slowly down her body. I could only nod, being so captivated by her body. There was no hiding my erection. I was busting at the seams and she knew it.
"You want this badly, don't you?" she asked, her hands cupping her breasts, lifting them and letting them fall. "You just want to fuck my brains out in this room. Pound my little pussy. Cum all over my face." She was egging me on. She was as horny as I was. I could feel the heat coming off her body. Standing up, I slid my way over to her, encircling her waist with my arms, pulling her tight to me, pushing my lips tight against hers, kissing her passionately. My mouth slowly parted, my tongue slithering out against her lips, parting them to play with her tongue. My hands slid down her back, moving them over her full hips until they rested under her ass, cupping her globes in my palms, squeezing softly. As I played with her ass, I felt her chest press up against mine, her nipples pushing into me. Sweat began to form on my head as we kissed harder, pushing out bodies tighter together. My hand slid around from her ass, across her hips and to the slit in her leg, dragging a finger slowly across her thigh and to her crotch, slipping into her easily. I knew she wasn't wearing panties.
She moaned against my mouth as I slid my finger in and out of her, feeling her pussy tighten around my finger, sucking it into her. She was so moist and warm, so hot and ready. There was no stopping us now. Pulling away, I helped her slide of out the dress, placing it back on the hanger. No sense in getting the dress dirty and sweaty before the wedding. Turning back around, she began to tug on my shirt, helping me slide it up, taking it off and tossing it to the floor, her mouth finding my hairless chest as she planted small kisses on it, tracing her tongue to my nipple. Moaning softly, I slid my hand up to cover her breast, squeezing it softly in my hand, fondling it with my palm. This was short lived as I felt her kiss my chest, sliding her tongue over my stomach, teasing my belly button as her hand moved slowly over my thigh, groping me through my jeans. Sitting her down in the chair, I stood in front of her, unzipping my jeans, pushing them off to the floor, smiling at her as my cock popped through my boxers. Grinning at her, she slowly licked her lips, leaning forward to take me into her mouth, grabbing my hips to step closer.
