She was trying on this dress, black velvet with a tight bodice, not a corset but corset like and it made her breast swell and spill over the top of the dress, almost like the dress was offering them to me on a platter. She was very full figured girl; wide shoulders full breasted with a tiny little waist that then spreading out into to magnificent hips that melted into two strong steady legs. I remember to this day how those white globes jiggled as I shoved her back into the room. Her mouth hung wide open; she was shocked and about to speak. I silenced her protests and changed her mood by kissing her deeply and gagging her with my tongue. I pushed her back up against the full length mirror and started running my finger tips up and down her sides from her underarms to her hips, while shoving my knee into her plump pussy through the soft fabric of the dress. I continued to fuck her mouth with my tongue. As I closed the door behind me I was feeling her getting warmer and warmer.
I reached up with both hands and grabbed the neckline of the dress where the pseudo corset lacing started, then I moved from her mouth and started to chew on her neck with my incisors. When I could feel her body squirming and twisting, no longer trying to fight me off but wanting me I torn the dress wide open exposing her breasts. Then I lifted one into each hand and stroked it gently. I handled them as gently as eggs. Holding them just below the nipples, using my thumbs to tease her. I love making her moan. I wanted her to feel vulnerable and exposed here in this little both in a crowded weekend mall. Oh how wet she was becoming, with my knee grinding into her pussy. I wanted her wet; I wanted to feel the heat of her pussy burning my leg. I picked up one of her heavy breast and placed the nipple into my mouth. Not very far but just beyond my teeth and gently I bit down. I did not squeeze. I just wanted her to feel the enamel of my teeth against her tender flesh. She was mine she began pushing against my knee, jerking herself off against my leg. I could feel the moisture wetting the dress and my pant leg. I began painting her captured nipple in with my spit. My free hand holding her against the mirror by her hair.
I was so turned on by this chunky girl in this sexy dress, now destroyed lying in a heap around her waist. Grinding away on my leg as I lapped her nipples with wild abandoned. Alternating from one to the other and back. I kept teasing her. She kept trying to grab me, but I would allow it. I kept turn my hips not allowing her to feel the hardness and heat of my cock. Oh no not yet, that would come but I wanted to see her cum. I needed to witness her at her weakest before I satisfied my urges. And so the dance continued. The changing rooms smelled of sex and the wet sounds of sucking and licking were all around. I continued to suck her nipples as I place both hands under the skirt. Slowly and with deliberate action I glided my fingers up her legs. God how soft her flesh felt. The cloth began to bunch as it gathered on my arms and soon very soon that plump bald pussy was full exposed. I grab it with my hand. It was so full. It filled my hand and the other lips spilled over and my middle finger found its way into the warm wet slit. It was heaven. As I squeeze her like ripened fruit, her head tilted back and her eyes rolled far back into her head. Her hands found their way to my shoulders and with all her strength she pushed at me in a gesture of trying to get me to kneel before her.