Sam and Lisa at the Mall
Sam and Lisa went to the mall while the married women figured out what to do about husbands and kids, and, Sam figured, to masturbate themselves into oblivion.
First stop was the bookstore. They headed for the erotic fiction section where they found some women's stories. They both scanned a couple of stories and exchanged books with good passages. One was a woman exhibitionist who flashes both men and women and ends up in a three-way with a hot couple.
After finishing reading several passages, Lisa was getting warmed up "That is a great intro for the day. The real thing is better, but I love a good pornographic fantasy."
"So, are you suggesting a threesome?"
"No, not with you and Jack, unless the two of you are interested."
"No, not ready for sex with my brother, thanks."
"'Not ready?' Sounds intriguing."
"No, I'm not going to have sex with him. Is that clear?"
"Sure, but I will keep the first one in mind." Sam gave a dismissive wave.
"Are you after something in the mall in particular, Lisa?" Sam asked.
"An orgasm would be a nice start."
"Hmm. And I always thought that was a nice end. I have a lot to learn from you. I am thinking of showing a bit. Care to join me? It might pair well with an orgasm."
"I was thinking about having an orgasm as a starter, getting some small helpings of clit rubs, nipple tweaks, and exhibits. I thought we might want to go back to the old ladies for an orgasmic desert.
"You are right, orgasms are so much better with a side of exhibitions. Clearly, we are thinking alike, we both are braless, you have a nice skirt. Anything else?"
"Yes, shoes. Do your shorts show well?
"Very loose around the crotch and legs. When pulled down slightly and sitting correctly, I can show what I want. They also allow my fingers in without being too obvious. Want to try?"
Lisa reached down to the hem of the shorts. "Wow, I can get my whole hand in there."
"Sure, but you really only need a finger."
Lisa swabbed a finger around until it was wet and proceeded to rub Sam's clit. Sam started to move against the finger and Lisa pulled out and said "Whoa, girl. That book must have gotten you going. An orgasm here is hard to disguise."
"As usual, you're right on both counts." She said thankfully. Then matter-of-factly, "How about we shop for underwear and you finish what you started. Maybe we can get a lesbian sales woman."
Using a false sultry voice, Lisa replied "Oh, you are kinky today. I have never tried a saleswoman. But seriously, you trying to dump me for a true lesbian, girlfriend?"
"Of course not, didn't't we just prove that, lover? Variety adds spice. If the idea of a strange woman watching you get naked does not appeal to you, we can skip that part and just do the orgasm dish. I do need to get off." Sam said anxiously.
"I never thought it would appeal to me. We can try. If I do not like it, I can just stop. You are full of new ideas; at least new to me!"
They went into a sexy underwear and lingerie store. Picked up some bras and panties and headed to the dressing rooms. They picked a large one and stripped naked and sat down.
Lisa again wetted her finger in Sam's vagina and resumed working on Sam's clit. Sam sucked Lisa's left tit into her mouth hard and tongued the nipple. As Lisa worked her towards orgasm, Sam sucked harder.
It was all stopped by a rap on the door. "Is everything alright in there?"
"We are fine. Just trying things on." Replied Lisa.
"Can I come in to help with the fitting?"
"Not right now; we are naked." Said Sam as she recovered slightly from her near climax.
"There is no one else out here to see in if you want help."
Lisa surprised Sam by saying, "If no one can see in, you can open the door."
The saleswoman was short, slightly overweight, with huge tits. She took in Lisa's large breasts and shaved pussy. Her breasts were still slightly shiny from Sam's saliva and a bit red and puffy from the intense sucking. The shape of the redness extended beyond her aureole. The sales woman sniffed the air.
She picked one of Lisa's bra selections and said "Can I help with this?" She put the cups on Lisa and fastened the clasps. She then cupped her breasts from the front, using the heels of her hands to press the nipples. Lisa's knees felt rubbery. "This seems to work." Turning to Sam she asked "What do you think?"