The Fitting Room ,, *
Posted Sat Dec 30, 2006 05:23 PM
"Hi, may I help you?"
Mark heard a friendly voice behind him and he turned around to see a hot little salesgirl. She was petite but curvy with strawberry-blonde hair and sparkling sky blue eyes. She had plump, pink lips and the nicest set of breasts he had ever seen outside of a Penthouse magazine.
"Uhh...yes, actually," Mark scratched his head. "I'm looking for a suit. That I can wear to a wedding. Or something."
The salesgirl giggled politely at his adorable cluelessness. "Okay, I can help you with that." She smiled. "My name is Catie, by the way. And you are?"
"Mark." Mark answered. He grinned to himself, checking out Catie's cute, tight ass as he followed her to the back of the relatively empty store. He stood obediently as he watched her measure his size. He nearly let out a moan when he felt her huge tits graze his chest as she measured his shoulders.
"You're so tense...Relax." Catie soothed, rubbing his shoulders. "What's got you so stressed out?"
"Oh...nothing. Just hoping I pick out the right suit or my girlfriend will kill me." Mark said, closing his eyes and smiling, enjoying the free backrub.
"Aw, that sounds rough." Catie sympathized. "Girls shouldn't be so demanding. We should let our guys relax and feel good." She purred, knowing she had Mark smitten by her.
Mark was overcome by lust. Catie's soothing voice, her big, round tits, her tight, little ass - he was definitely under her spell. All he wanted was to get naked and in between her legs. But before he could go too far with his fantasy, Catie placed a few suits in his arms and showed him to a fitting room.
"Man," Mark muttered under his breath as he undressed in the tiny fitting room. He was really, really lusting after Catie, and he had a girlfriend. But hey, he did deserve to feel good every once in awhile instead of being ordered around 24/7. The power his girlfriend had over him was that she could withhold sex from him at any time, and she did that often.
Mark grumbled as he struggled putting on the suit in the tiny area. "Dammit," he muttered.
"Having trouble in there?" Catie called from outside.
"Uh - a little. Yeah." Mark admitted, standing in just his boxers and a half buttoned shirt. He proceeded to keep trying to put it on when the door swung open and Catie smiled at the doorframe. "Hey - " Mark said, surprised at first. Then he relaxed and let Catie come in and perhaps help him out. Salesgirls were allowed to do that right?
"It's not that difficult," Catie giggled. "I think you're just too stressed out." She put her hands on his shoulders and slid them down to his chest, rubbing circles. "Let me relax you," she purred as she unbuttoned her white shirt. Mark watched in awe and disbelief. This couldn't really be happening, but he hoped it was.
Catie wiggled out of her skirt and smiled mischievously as she stood before Mark in a skimpy lingerie set. Mark was pretty sure his heart skipped a beat at the sight of her enormous breasts which were barely contained in her tiny, lace bra. He closed his eyes as Catie began to undo his shirt and kiss his chest. He felt her warm tongue lick circles around his nipples and then kiss down to his stomach.
"What can I do for you now?" Catie asked devilishly as she knelt before Mark's crotch, his dick swelling quite obviously.
Mark looked down at Catie, on the floor in front of his cock, her huge tits rubbing up against his thighs. He could barely utter a word, he was so aroused, but he managed to say, "Suck it."
Catie undid his belt and pulled his boxers to his ankles. She immediately stuffed her tiny mouth with his massive dick, wrapping her juicy lips around the middle of his shaft, going to work right away. She pressed her tongue up against his salty cock and began sucking, moving her head back and forth as she listened to Mark's pleasured grunts. She licked the ridge of his swollen helmet and he let out a long moan, putting his hands on the sides of her head. He fu.cked his dick gently into her mouth as she sucked him hard.
"Does that feel good, Mark?" Catie asked, taking her mouth off his member for a moment.
"It feels so good, please keep going," Mark said hastily, stroking Catie's blonde tresses. He watched her lay her tiny body on the floor of the small fitting room and open her mouth wide. Mark licked his lips and got on his knees above Catie's face and put his rock hard penis in her mouth. He balanced himself on his hands and began to face fu.ck Catie, feeling her lips and tongue engulf his boner and suck. He heard her muffled gags and shrieks but it felt too good for him to stop.
Mark noticed Catie's hand down her panties, fingering herself, and decided he wanted a piece of her pussy.
"Oh yes, fu.ck my cunt," Catie panted. Mark pulled her onto her feet and pushed her up against the mirror, her back facing him. Catie steadied herself against the wall and let Mark pull her thong down. He held his hard, pulsing member in one hand and put the other against the wall.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Oh yes," Catie licked her lips, anticipating the thrust of his dick in her tight pussy.
Mark positioned his cock outside her wet love hole, but before entering, he caressed her firm, round ass, squeezing it and giving it a hard spank.
"Ooh yes!" Catie let out a cry. "Now fu.ck me! Fu.ck me! I want you in me!"
With a vicious growl, Mark shoved his thick cock deep into Catie's opening and immediately shoved her body flat against the mirror with his hard thrusting. He lifted her ass higher so he could penetrate even deeper into her pussy.
"Oh God, Mark! That feels amazing!" Catie moaned, feeling the cold of the mirror against her breasts as Mark fu.cked her petite, naked body against the wall.
"Oh God...oh thank you Catie...it feels so good...awww yeah," Mark slipped his hands beneath Catie's breasts so he could squeeze them as he fuc.ked her. He humped her against the wall and bit her neck as he felt her cunt tightening around his big dick.
"Oh yes! Keep fu.cking me! Harder, harder!" Catie cried, gasping for air. Mark lifted one of her legs up for further penetration and fu.cked her even harder. "Oh my God! Oh God!" Catie moaned, the pain and pleasure overwhelming her.
"Yeah...oh yeah..." Mark grunted as he felt himself getting closer. He banged hard a few more times against the mirror before taking his dick out and turning Catie to face him. He grabbed her hair and forced her to her knees, positioning his dick right in front of her open mouth as he finished himself off.
"Mm I wanna taste it! Give it to me!" Catie moaned, her mouth open hungrily. Mark licked his lips and let out a roar as he sprayed hot jizz all over Catie's face and into her mouth. Catie kept her mouth open, waiting for the last droplets onto her tongue before she tasted and swallowed the thick cum.
"Ohhh yeah," Mark rumbled, catching his breath as he sat on the floor of the dressing room. Catie climbed on top of him and kissed him, letting him taste himself in her mouth. Mark reached down and stroked her wet, sore pussy for her.
"I think you can forget about the suit now." Catie said. Mark smiled and nodded, and the two embraced in another long, passionate kiss on the dressing room floor
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