I love clothes shopping with Kate. Not a lot of guys around who will admit to that, but I just love it. We've spent the last year checking out local department stores for the best dressing room set-up, and by far and away Kahl's has the best. Why you ask? Because, my friend...they're coed!
Kahl's dressing rooms are located in the center of the store and can be accessed by way of two separate entrances. No one patrols them, and the remotest room is a large handicapped stall with an enormous floor length mirror. Perfect! Why? Because when we go clothes shopping, we're not buying...we're fucking!
Our game is to pick out the sexiest outfit for the other, then we go and "try them on." Once we have our new look on, we go at each other like we've never fucked before.
Today is the start of the spring/summer shopping season; all the athletic and swimwear has come in, and we're ready to give it a spin! Kate and I saunter into the store, greeted by no one (that's why we love Kahl's so much!) We wander over to the men's department (simpler) and Kate makes a beeline for the tight spandex shirts and shorts; she loves running her hands all over my body when I'm wearing skin-tight clothing...and I gotta admit: it feels pretty damn sexy! She picks out a jet black short sleeve shirt and matching shorts. We head to the ladies' department, where the fun really begins.
At first we're tempted by the swimsuits; I love how Kate looks in a one-piece. The smooth stretchy material hugs every curve on her gorgeous body and her ass!...I can't tell you how sweet it is to see the fabric as it barely covers the magnificent contours of her butt cheeks. I ache to smack my open hand against it even now! But no; something unspoken passes between us and we silently agree that we're not quite in the mood for swimsuits today...another time, perhaps.
We wander through fun summer dresses and blouses, but nothing catches our eye until we get to the sportswear department. There it is...the perfect outfit! A sexy, clingy sky-blue spaghetti strap yoga shirt with black side panels and super-sexy, tiny black shorts, sure to reveal every detail of what I want so badly right here, right now! We gather up our treasure and head for the dressing rooms, each of us entering from opposite sides. Not sure why; no one in the store is anywhere near, and no one has ever come in to check on us. I guess it just adds to the intrigue!
With a quick check to see if the coast is clear, Kate and I head into the handicapped stall at the end of the corridor. We're in luck! No one inside. Passing into the room we close and latch the door, secure now from prying eyes. We move to the side, away from the door, grab each other and kiss deeply, passionately, as our breath becomes short and labored. Blood rushes to my cock and, instinctively, Kate's hand travels down my body and rubs my member, causing it to become even more engorged. I could fuck her right now, but that would spoil the game!
Our eyes never leaving the other's we strip out of our street clothes, tossing them on the wide bench conveniently located along the back wall (Why so convenient, you ask? Because it's the perfect height for sitting on and sucking my cock, or leaning over and fucking Kate's pussy from behind!) We want to touch each other, but that's not how it works. Grabbing our new outfits with fevered hands, we pull them on and straighten them out. My shirt clings to my body like a second skin; I can see Kate's pupils dilate as she drinks me in. I pull the shorts on and Kate purrs as my cock strains against the fabric. She pulls her tiny shorts on first, and I marvel as they barely cover the tiny stripe of hair above her pussy in front and the sweet cleavage of her ass in back. I can't help myself; I give her a quick crack on the ass and she yelps quietly, her breathing becoming raw as she gets hornier by the second. Without looking away she grabs the shirt and pulls it on over her head, settling it down over her beautiful tits and finally barely reaching to her navel.
Kate looks gorgeous! Her nipples strain against the paper-thin material covering her tits. I reach forward, put a hand on the naked small of her back and pull her roughly toward me, crushing her against my chest as I kiss her long and hard, our tongues dancing in her mouth. She runs her hands up and down my back, pausing when they reach my ass long enough to squeeze them. My hands hold her tightly against me, running along her back; one hand grabs her ass and moves up and down her crack, the other reaches up and grabs her ponytail, pulling it tight. When I pull her hair she moans deeply into my mouth; I know she wants more, and she wants it now! I give it to her.
I move my hand to the front of her body, cupping one breast in my hand, squeezing gently at first, then, finding her nipple through the fabric, I pinch it roughly between my fingers. Kate squirms in delight; she loves when I pull on her nipples. As we continue our deep tongue-kiss my hand slides down her body, across her flat, taut belly, down to her clit. I can feel her wetness through the shorts already. My fingers find her easily, and they begin to rub and twirl, causing Kate to moan once more as her breath becomes even more ragged with desire. She begins to rotate her hips slowly in time with my fingers, which are becoming damp with her juices.