Carolyns Shoe Salesman Adventure

The following story is from my friend, Carolyn, who asked if I would help her a little with it.

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As you can see from the title, my name is Carolyn. Vicki Lynn, whom some of you know, is my friend. I told her about an experience I had last year in a shoe store and she suggested that I put it down on paper and submit it to Literotica. A little about myself: I am 5'6" with shoulder length dark hair and what some people have described as sultry eyes. I have a slender build although my breasts are quite full. My measurements, for those who are interested, are 35 – 23 – 35. I almost never wear panties and I do wear a lot of short skirts and dresses – never slacks or jeans. I don't like bras and I never wear them. I enjoy the freedom and I like the feel of my breasts swaying when I walk. One more thing, I don't shave my pussy. At all. I have quite a lot of dark, thick pubic hair. I like it to be bushy. It feels good to me and I'm never going to shave it.

Now back to my story. I needed some new shoes and decided to go to the Payless Shoe Source in a mall not too far from where I live. I was wearing a white, short sleeve blouse and a fairly short dark blue jeans skirt. And of course, no panties. Although Payless is a self service store, they do have salespeople available and I definitely wanted one. I picked out a pair of low heeled black pumps and took them over to an available chair to try them on. Before I could take my own shoes off a salesman appeared. He was about six feet tall, quite young, maybe 20, and very handsome with just a trace of baby fat in his face.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, please. I'd like to try on these shoes and similar ones in red if you have them."

"I'm sure we do. Let's just see how these fit first to be sure you have the right size for this brand. They all differ slightly, as you know."

He knelt down in front of me and lifted my right leg slightly. He slid the shoe on and I could tell immediately that it wasn't going to be a good shoe for me as it didn't have enough arch support. But I let him strap it up anyway and then I stood up to test it.

"No, this one isn't right. I need more arch support than this. But I like the style. Could you show me some others more or less like these?"

"Of course. The size is okay?"

"Yes, it's fine."

"Okay, then I'll be right back."

I sat back down and he undid the strap and took the shoe off. My knees had been pressed together and he had been all business, not even glancing up to see if there might have been something to see. I was a little disappointed. He came back after a few minutes with several boxes of shoes in his arms. The first pair he showed me was red and they looked quite pretty to me. I spread my legs just a little as he lifted my foot to help me on with the shoe. His eyes flickered upward towards my knees, but only briefly. The shoe felt quite nice so I asked to put the other one on me as well. As he lifted my leg I raised it a little higher. His eyes again flickered upwards and this time remained there for a bit longer. He seemed to be squinting as if to get a better view. I smiled to myself and thought that this might turn out to be interesting for me after all.

I got up and walked around in the shoes. I find it so difficult in most shoe stores to get a really good idea of whether the shoes will feel right when I am outside walking on sidewalks. So many of them are carpeted and then almost all shoes feel pretty good. This store was mostly carpeted but did have some tiled areas where I did most of my testing. They still felt good and I thought they might be keepers. I went back to the chair, sat down, and said, "These feel okay. Let's keep these here while I try on the others."

He lifted my leg again and this time immediately tried to look between my legs. They were still pretty close, together, though, and I don't think he could see anything of interest. Just yet. He took off the other shoe but was again disappointed. I knew that I was going to give him a better view but I was in no hurry. I was enjoying watching his suspense. He showed me a pair of black shoes next. I didn't like them as much as I had the red shoes but I did try them on, parting my legs a little bit more than I had before. This time he could see my upper thighs and this seemed to be enough to make him excited as I could see a noticeable bulge forming in his slacks. I enjoyed looking at it.

The next pair of shoes, also black, looked very pretty and I hoped that they would fit well. This time as he lifted my leg I relaxed my other leg and let it slip several inches away. Now I was certain that he would be able to see my naked, hairy pussy. I was right. He glanced up and his eyes immediately widened perceptibly. His mouth fell open and I finally understood what the expression "slack-jawed" meant. He held my leg up for several minutes before he realized what he was doing. He quickly averted his eyes and put the shoe on me. When he lifted my other leg I made certain that he could again see the hair covering my pussy. Actually, a bit more of it as I opened my legs a little wider. I looked down at his trousers and saw that his erection was full blown now and very impressive. I decided that I wanted it inside me. Right then and there, not that evening or the next day.

I tried on three more pairs of shoes, making sure that he could see my furry pussy each time. The store was pretty crowded and there were quite a few men and women walking around looking for shoes. One man in particular had been standing in the same spot since I tried on the first pair of black shoes. He was pretending to be looking at women's shoes but kept casting surreptitious glances toward my legs. I hoped he was getting a good look. One woman, when she was walking by, had glanced over just as the salesman had been lifting my leg. She glanced over, saw that she could see between my legs and that I didn't have any panties on and she could see my thick, luxuriant pubic hair. She gasped a little, then frowned and hurried on. Another woman though, when she saw the same sight, smiled and lingered for a few minutes before moving on. I like women as much as I do men, so this was quite exciting for me.

My salesman left to find some more shoes for me to try on as I had requested him to do. When he did so I lifted my right leg high and placed my ankle over my left knee so that I could put on the red shoes again. As I did so, I moved a little bit towards the man who was still standing in his same spot and was continuing to spend most of his time trying to look between my legs. With my right leg in this position I knew that he could see all of my pussy. Not just the thick, dark hair but my pussy lips as well. I looked down at his crotch and saw that he, too, had quite a nice erection. He was wearing khaki pants and must have had on boxer shorts as his erection was very clearly evident beneath his khakis.

By now the moisture caused by my excitement was dripping through the hair covering my pussy and onto my legs and I'm sure he could see that, too, as could the men and women shoppers passing by. And, when he returned, so could my salesman, whose erection had gone down some while he was away. But after seeing the position my legs were in it rapidly regained its former strength. I wondered if he would make any comments but he seemed to be so transfixed that he barely mumbled anything. I knew that if anything was going to happen, I would have to take matters into my own hands. I quickly tried on the new shoes he had brought but didn't like any of them. Then I stood up.

"Don't you have any more in the stock room?"

"Well, sure we do. I can go get some for you."

"Why don't I come with you? That would save you some time as I can look at the shoes and decide whether I want to try them on or not."

"I don't think customers are allowed in the stock room," he muttered somewhat nervously.

"I was only trying to save you some time so you can help other customers. Surely your boss couldn't object to that."

"I suppose not. Come on."

I followed him into the stock room. As soon as we were inside I put my arms around his hips and felt his cock. It wasn't particularly large but it was quite hard. I quickly moved my hands up and down on it. He stopped walking immediately and let me caress his erection for several minutes. Then he turned around and said, "Maybe we should move a little further away from the door."

I thought that was a good idea so we walked to one of the shelves near the back. There were other salesmen and saleswomen in the stock room getting shoes for their customers to try on but none of them paid any attention to us. Maybe they worked on commissions. I leaned up against a wall and lifted my skirt, baring my naked, bushy pussy, which was by now very moist and warm. He moved his hand tentatively toward me and I pulled it onto my pubic hair. His fingers ran through my thick pubic hair. He mumbled that it felt really nice and then thrust his fingers upwards into my vagina. I don't think he was very experienced but I was so excited it didn't really matter to me. I reached down and unzipped his trousers. He had jockey shorts on which I tugged at for a bit until I could free his cock from them. I was a little surprised that he wasn't circumcised as most of the men I have known have been. His cock felt nice in my grasp but I wanted it inside me. I put my arms around his waist and drew him towards me. He fumbled for several minutes trying to get it in but he couldn't find the aperture. Finally he asked me to help him. I took his cock in my hand and put it into the right place and pulled him up and into me. I let go and he thrust his hips forward to push it deeper into me, which I greatly enjoyed

I could hear the other salespeople moving about but none of them needed any of the shoes near us. I began moving my hips back and forth in time with his thrusts. I knew he was young and suspected I wouldn't have much time but it turned out that he had much better staying power than I had expected. It was almost fifteen minutes before I came and clung to him for a bit. I had barely managed not to cry out but I hadn't. Then I encouraged him to resume moving and I started thrusting my hips again. I came one more time and then he did as well, more than twenty minutes after he had put his erection inside me. His cock receded in size almost instantly and slid out of me in no time at all. He quickly zipped up and I dropped my skirt. I told him I thought I would take the two pairs of shoes that I had set aside and wouldn't need to look at any more shoes that day. He just nodded goodbye and I left the stock room. A couple of the salespeople gave me questioning glances but nobody said anything. I paid for the shoes and left. I could feel his cum oozing out of me and down my legs all the way home where I took a shower and cleaned up. I really liked the shoes.

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