Kinky Sex Stories Ends In A Married Mall Seduction

Silly little slut me was wandering around the Mall one day when I was thinking about some kinky sex stories I had read. Although I didn’t have any money, I did have that on my mind. That and seeing how much trouble I could get into, without going to jail. It didn’t take very long for me to realize there were two types of people at the mall. People who wanted to be at the mall and Men dragged to the mall by their wives. They show their ways hunching over carrying the bags defeated by their frumpy house things. I snickered not envying any part of their miserable life. It was only when I was in the store that I realized that one of the frumps had caught a glare at me. Her husband though trailing behind her was making his eye fuck of me very apparent.

Kinky Sex Stories Ends In A Married Mall Seduction

So I decided to play with him. After all, if we’re going to fight over something it might as well be a toy. So I went to the bathroom and I removed my shirt and bra, talking them into my purse. Leaving my friend’s zip jacket up I concealed my perfect tits. We went out into the middle of the mall both giggling. I showed a group of guys my bare chest gauging their reaction. Indeed a flash was enough to catch every last bit of my remarkable body. So my friend and I trailed behind the frumpy man and his wife waiting until she went into a dressing room. Money on the line here, I began to seduce the man slowly unzipping my jacket I began to show him my tits. Soon my hands were down my pants and I was playing with my pantied pussy.

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He stared at me as the Bulge in the front of his jeans grew larger and larger. sucking my lip, and he jumped as his wife exited the changing room. With his lap covered with one of the store pillows, he gave his opinion and she went back into the changing room grumbling. I opened the curtain and began to tease him once more. I had already removed my pants and my panties were pulled to the side. My puss laid there right inches from his face. I stretched out my finger and gave him a come-hither motion, I wanted him to eat my cunt. At first, there was hesitation, but as he glanced back towards the shut door he thought about his frumpy wife behind it. Then into the safety of my dressing-room, he dove straight between my legs.

His wife poked her head out of the dressing room long enough to realize her husband wasn’t there. She stormed back into the dressing room eager to change back into her clothes. And the meantime, her husband was fucking me, harder than he’s probably been able to fucking years. Then I rode his cock right on that bench, giving me a lot of trouble points for the day. And he came, right inside my cunt.

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