This is the ongoing story of my life.
The next day Lynda and I went shopping at the mall together. I dressed in a short skirt and lose blouse wearing nothing underneath, bra or panties. She was in very short shorts which worked up into the crack of her ass and as she walked, they also slid between the slit of her pussy reveling a very prominent cameltoe, she couldn't have revealed any more if she had been totally naked.
We discussed the party we had been at the night before, she said she thought she had fucked 3... or 4 guys that night, she wasn't sure. (Typical) It took a little while before either of us mentioned our new-found pleasure but Lynda and I had always been open and it was sure to come up. We tried on several different outfits and always shared a dressing room. When she was changing I would watch her and whenever I had the chance to slip my hand along her wet slit I took it, she did the same to me and it wasn't long before we were both dripping wet. It got to where whenever we were changing into something new we would make sure that the other had any possible access, but neither of us would play long enough to make the other cum, the teasing was driving us both to where we were getting a little daring, and we were giggling like a couple of little girls until the sales lady would notice and say something. I am sure they had to know. If they got too nosy we would simply go to another store and the fun would start again. It was like foreplay, the longest and most interrupted foreplay I had ever had and by the third or fourth store there was no going back for either of us.
My pussy was wet and leaking down my leg and my thighs were slick against each other. She was in no better shape except that because she was wearing panties the wetness remained there, she couldn't have been wetter if she had pissed herself, the cotton of her bikini panties had soaked thru and the whole crotch and front was soaking wet. It was soaking to a point where the wetness was starting to seep thru to her shorts and I could se the discoloration there when she wore them.
The last store we went into, I think it was Macy's, we were both well beyond return. We went to the racks and just grabbed a couple of outfits, it didn't matter what, we just needed to get somewhere alone. We hurried to the dressing rooms, I am sure that if anyone had been watching us they would have wondered what the hurry was but I didn't notice anyone, I just needed... bad. As soon as we entered the dressing room we threw the clothes in the corner and both started to strip. This time there was no stopping, it was almost like we were racing to get naked, and we did, in just a few seconds we were both standing there totally nude, our lips and breasts pressed together, tongues lashing each others and fingers playing with sopping wet cunts. It was almost in an instant, my eyes rolled back as the orgasm washed over me as my knees give out. I sort of remember being lowered to the floor as I came and the next thing I knew I was on my back on that rough carpet with Lynda's mouth pressed into the soft fur between my legs, her tongue probing deep into my sloppy, wet and dripping slash as I continued to cum. I grasped the back of her head and pressed it hard into my cunt, not caring where I was, just enjoying the feel of pleasure washing from the soft flesh between my legs. As my orgasm began to subside I laid back with my head in the corner, the rough commercial carpet making my skin tingle as Lynda removed her mouth from my pussy. I just lay there a moment catching my breath; my eyes closed as I greedily enjoyed the last feelings of a spectacular orgasm.
I felt her move so I opened my eyes and saw Lynda sitting on the edge of the dressing room chair, her legs wide and her fingers working madly in her wet, fur covered gash. Her head back with eyes closed, 2 fingers buried deep inside of herself, a finger from the other hand quickly moving in circles around her hard little clit. I sat up and moved closer my face inches from her rapidly moving fingers, I wanted to suck on that dripping slit, I needed to. I reached out to touch her hand so she would let me eat her pussy but she pushed me away, "wait, I want to do this, I will let you know", she said between gasps of air. I could tell she was about to cum herself. I sat there savoring the fresh aroma of the humid liquid emanating from her wet pink hole. Watching her fingers play between the soft brown down covering her cunt. I noticed her pink nipples standing at attention and I reached up and pinched one of them between my fingers. That was all it took. Lynda started to cum. Her moans becoming more grunts as she fingered her deep cavity, I was afraid that if anyone else was in the other dressing rooms they would have to know what was going on, but I didn't have long to think because just moments after she started to cum, Lynda grabbed me by the back of my head and pressed my face hard to the gaping cavity that she had just pulled her fingers from. "Eat me, oh GOD please eat my cunt" she cried out as my mouth was filled with her full, soft lips and the flood of fluid that gushed from that wonderful slit. She pressed my face to her and I felt wetness dripping slowly down my chin and neck as she grunted out the last throes of her orgasm. I just sat there savoring the warm flavor from her cunt as I felt her begin to relax I was lost in the warm flesh, the warm, moist fragrance .....
Knock, knock, knock, " are you ok in there?" The sales lady had heard us.
"Yes," Lynda said breathlessly, "These pants are just too tight and I was trying to get them on." She could always think quickly.
"It sounded like someone may have been hurt." (She couldn't really think that.)
""No, I am ok, I will be right out." I was not sure if I should be scared shitless or break out laughing, I started to giggle and Lynda simply pressed my face back into her pussy where I started to laugh secreted within the gaping, soft creases of her cunt.
"Ok, but if you need anything let me know." We heard her footsteps as she walked away and we both burst out laughing.
When we left the dressing room I noticed there was a very attractive sales woman just a couple of years older than us kind of just looking busy outside the dressing area. She smiled at us as we passed. "You should be a little quieter in there, you never know who is listening," she said with a gleam.
"Thanks," we both said as we hurried away, but as we left I looked back over my shoulder, saw her smiling as she watched us walk away and I just knew; I would be back here and soon.
When we left there it was early afternoon and we decided to get something at the food court, but first we both needed to pee. I think we both knew this may be the time to discuss last night and our new found perversion but we walked silently to the restroom in out own thoughts. When we got there the place was fairly busy so we had to wait for a few minutes, we both by that time were getting to where we had to pee... BAD. We were crossing our legs and almost having to hold our hands between our legs. A stall opened up and we both ran quickly to it, as soon as we were in there I sat down and let the amber stream flow. The wet, yellow liquid started flowing immediately from my little pee hole which only made matters worse for her and I saw a warm yellow drip leak down her leg and the crotch of her shorts get a little wet. She grabbed her pussy with both hands, "I can't hold it!!" she whispered as we heard my piss splashing in the toilet. I was at eye level with her pussy and reached out and pulled her close, "we can share, come here," I helped her undo her shorts, slid her shorts and panties down her legs and off one foot. While I was doing this, the pressure in my bladder had been somewhat relieved so I was distracted and the pee stopped flowing from me. She straddled me and sat on my lap facing me as I hiked my skirt up and out of the way. Felt her warm thighs settle on my naked lap and as soon as she was down her cunt started to flow. The warm liquid spilled out of her hole, covering my muff with warm, yellow wetness, my thighs had pulled together somewhat when she sat so the fluid was channeled down between my legs and trickled over my cunt, dripping from my puckered anus. That was enough to cause my urine flow to resume and as we sat there pissing together our lips met and we kissed as our bladders emptied together.
Our lips lingered together a few moments after the flow from both of us stopped. Leaning back she looked at me, "that was interesting."
"Yes, a first for me," I whispered, "it felt good to feel that hot liquid running over my cunt while I peed."
"Well that was the first time I have ever sat all the way down to pee anywhere but at my house." I knew this but hadn't thought about it but as it turned out, this wouldn't be the last time this happened.
When we got up I noticed that not all the pee had made it into the toilet, there was a wet line down one of my legs and one of my shoes was wet with a small puddle on the floor, but... oh well....
We went out to the food court and while walking I noticed that the paper had not dried my pussy real well so I felt a cool wetness in the hair and between my legs. We got our food and sat down. We talked a little about what had happened and what we had done last night and decided that it was ok and sometime we would have to explore some more.