As her hands moved between my partially opened thighs, I braced my hands against the partitions of the dressing room. She levered my leg onto her shoulder and then dove in, her hands spreading my shaved labia and her tongue stabbing at my core. She licked upward along the inner labia, finally stroking my throbbing clit. Her hands cupped under my ass as she sucked and nibbled my clit, sending shock waves of pleasure arcing through me. I could feel one finger sling ever closer to my anus, lightly brushing that puckered ring, and then pressing firmly in the center, demanding entrance. My anal ring relaxed and her finger eased inside to the second knuckle. Fingers from her other hand now filled my vaginal opening, curling upwards against that magical g-spot, as her tongue continued to caress my clit. She closed her lips around my clit and began to suck in and out on the sensitive bud, her fingers moving at the same rhythm. I had to put my hand between my teeth and bite to keep from screaming aloud the pleasure I was feeling. I felt filled to capacity on the inward thrusts and then empty and waiting as she pulled back. The tempo increased as did the pounding of my blood and the passion I was feeling. My hips thrust upward against her mouth, begging her to do more. She went faster, her teeth scraping my intimate flesh in her haste, the slight sting only adding to the pleasure. As she felt me climax, she fastened her mouth over my vaginal opening to catch my fluids as her finger plunged even deeper in my ass, pushing me headlong over the precipice into orgasm. My hips shook, my legs trembled, I lacked the basic coordination to even stand. After disengaging her hands, Katy helped my sit upon the bench to catch my breath.
I reached up and tore the camisole from her torso, the thin spaghetti straps parting easily. The tap pants were jerked off her hips, laying her bare to my eyes. My hands roamed her body freely, squeezing her breasts, pulling her nipples, scratching her hips. I spun her about and began to stroke her firm ass. I stood and made her bend over the bench, my caresses now spreading her buns apart and revealing her pink puckered ring . I knelt and ran my tongue along that ring, feeling her body quiver in response. My hand moved between her legs, stroking her clit and fingering her passage as my tongue continued its path around and around the anal ring. I pushed three fingers into her tight pussy, knowing that it would almost be on that border between pleasure and pain. At the same time, I narrowed the tip of my tongue and forced it past that anal sphincter. Her body shook at her first orgasm hit in response to this invasion. I alternated strokes, filling her ass with my tongue as my fingers moved from within her pussy, then plunging into her pussy with the fingers as my tongue slowly withdrew and circled her ass. I repeated this over and over, my tongue and fingers going ever deeper. I slid my little finger inside with the others, four fingers now curled within her vagina, my thumb rocking her clit from side to side. Her knees buckled and only my hand inside kept her from falling. I lifted my head and slide my other thumb inside her ass, filling both passages, still alternating strokes. Incoherent sobs were coming from Katy as her climax neared. I withdrew my thumb from her ass and used two fingers instead, stretching her. She was gasping and crying out now, on the verge of her climax. I used a third finger in her ass, the squeeze of her cheeks crushing my fingers as I plunged them deep inside. As I felt her reach the brink, I pressed the edge of my thumbnail against her clit and slowly scraped its length, the sharp sting launching her into climax. Her hips bucked irregularly as motor control disintegrated, her juices flowing into the palm of my hand and along my arm, the press of her vaginal walls and anal sphincter almost breaking my fingers.
I gathered her into my arms as the door burst open admitting the sales associate. Her eyes wild, she leaned against the partition with her skirt up to her waist, hand in her panties, masturbating furiously. She gasped out, "I … watched … on the … monitor…"
I leaned forward and pulled her hand aside. I moved her into the center of the cubicle and pulled her panty-hose off. I buried my tongue into her sopping pussy as Katy tongued her firm ass. Our chins would collide as we worked on her, bringing her to a swift and loud orgasm between us. At the last moment, both Katy and I pushed our finger up her pussy, filling her and stretching her with alternating thrusts. Her legs collapsed as she came, almost breaking our fingers in her unexpected drop. We eased her down between us, kissing her face and neck while we continued to fondle her breasts and ass. She soon was kissing us both deeply.
Finally, reluctantly, we all dressed. Our sales associate rang up Katy's purchase (the green silk outfit) and then threw a sexy sheer thong into the bag as well. "My way of saying thanks" was all she said, followed by "Do cum again." When we got home, we found something else in the bag…the videotape from the surveillance camera and her telephone number.
