This was originally a story I wrote for an email friend at his/her request. She/He has graciously allowed me to post this to this site. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent ;)
DIALOGUE FOUND BETWEEN ASTERISKS INDICATE THOUGHTS.
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I was walking through the mall and I just caught her out of the corner of my eye. She was Asian, around 5' 7", 130 lbs., long luscious legs, and a nice round ass that that was barely covered by her miniskirt. Of course, I got caught staring. I must have turned about three shades of red.
She smiled slightly and bit her lower lip. She didn't look away immediately, but gave me a bit of "The Stare". The blood rushed away from my face and a more southern region of my body as I watched her turn away from me.
She sauntered away in her high heels and I watched her ass as she swayed further and further away.
I found myself following her. I got close enough to smell her perfume, she smelled sweet and clean. My eyes kept sliding down her neck to her ass and down to her legs.
I'm not usually one to stalk random woman... but there was something about her...
I followed her into a store and I stared into the window as she went by to catch a better look at her. I could have sworn she was looking at me as I followed her in. She walked deep into the store and towards a relatively empty department. She turned a corner and when I followed I was greeted by her bent at the waist picking something up off the ground. She looked back at me from around her legs and winked!
I'm sure I looked shocked but she smiled slyly and slowly rose up. She turned and slowly walked towards me. Her hips and legs drew my attention... I couldn't look away as she got closer and closer. I looked up and she was staring right into my eyes.
I could feel the heat of her body as she reached out and took my hand. She leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Come here... I'd like a man's opinion on something."
I followed her in a stupor... she led me into a dressing room and closed the door behind us. She faced the mirror and showed me a black spaghetti strap dress.
She looked into my eyes in the mirror. "Would you mind giving me a hand with the zipper?" My eyes never left hers as my fingers brushed against her neck to the zipper of her dress. I slid it down slowly... My breath started coming a little faster and I noticed her face was slightly flushed.
My fingers slid inside the back of her dress and she backed into me moaning slightly... "Mmmmmmm".
"My God you're beautiful." I moaned as I felt her slowly grind her ass back against my crotch. I kissed her neck, inhaling her perfume. My cock lurched in my pants. I slid the dress off of her and she stepped out of it. Her skin was smooth, pale and oh so warm.
I looked in the mirror... her eyes were locked on mine. "I hope you're not disappointed..." as her eyes slid down to the bulge in her black French-cut panties.
"Oh fuck..." I whispered as I slid my hands around her fingers fluttering over her stomach and drifted them slowly upwards. My cock was hard in my jeans as she ground back against it.
The tip of her cock was just peeking out the top of her waistband. The head glistened like a wet plum. I could barely believe my eyes as I slid one hand under her bra over her nipples. The other slid over the her panty covered cock. I rubbed the silky fabric against her soft yet hard skin. I could feel the material dampen with her excitement. Sliding my fingers over the tip of her cock I slowly circled the head of her shaft.
My fingers were wet with her pre-cum. I pulled my slick fingers away and slid them under her bra wetting her nipples. She wiggled in my arms as I leaned down and kissed her neck. Her lips turned to mine as I kissed her... my tongue slipped over hers.
She turned in my arms... She drew my still wet fingers to her lips, we shared a lick and then she slowly slid her tongue along the side of my fingertip... looking me in the eye the entire time. The tip of my finger resting against her lips as she slowly took it inside her wet hot mouth. My cock jumped in sympathy. She slowly slid her wet lips up and down the length of my finger.
I shuddered as her hand dropped to the waistband of my jeans, unzipping them. My boxer covered cock was pushing its way out from between the zippered opening.