1. The Lingerie Tester - Part 2


    Date: 9/12/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: blin18, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    the beginnings of an unexpected orgasm. Then it was all over in a breathless rush of groaning and straining as Bob arched back and came. I was pinned to the mirror and completely helpless with my heels dangling an inch off the floor and his heaving, throbbing cock wedged between my pussy lips and spraying cum over the glass behind me. Miraculously, with his hands on my ass, the panties were spared almost completely from the sticky mess – on the outside at least. My juices on the inside were another story altogether. Luckily, the ones in Vicky’s size were resting clean and safe on the chair with all the other lingerie. He lowered me back down to the floor and pulled his wilting cock from between my thighs. “Good test drive, Bob,” I smiled, pecking him chastely on the lips. “I pronounce these panties fit for sexy fun and games.” “Oh my … I’m so …,” that panicked look began to reassert in Bob’s eyes as his lust melted away. “Shhhh,” I put my finger to his lips. “It was a test drive. If you like them, go buy them. I’ll clean up in here.” I could almost see the conflicting emotions in his face battling for supremacy. It felt wrong to hump a girl in a changing room and then run away, but he was so uncomfortable with the situation that this was also the very last place he wanted to be. For my part, the sooner he left, the sooner I could get Geoff in here to finish the job. “Go!” I hissed good-naturedly. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” “Happy Valentine’s,” Bob returned the greeting ...
    automatically, and then with a rush of activity he was lifting his jeans and stumbling out the door with them half undone and clutching a fistful of assorted lingerie, leaving me with just the panties to surreptitiously return to the racks before I slinked out. ~~~ I cleaned the worst of the mess off the mirror using some tissues from my bag before Geoff came in, and to my great delight, his cock was almost bursting from his jeans. “Oh Ange, baby,” he held me tight and kissed me. “I was outside right up to the end. You were …” A slut? A whore? What? Did I go too far? The enormity and gall of what I’d done was starting to dawn on me. I could see that Geoff was excited but I was still nervous and on edge about how he would react. “You were unbelievable, Angie,” he mumbled through our kisses. Relieved that he enjoyed the show, I kissed him back with just as much passion and fanned the flames of desperate need that Bob had kindled. “Now,” I pleaded into his lips as I unfastened my second set of men’s jeans for the afternoon. “Please. Finish me now.” I could see in his eyes that Geoff wanted to savour this; he wanted me to tell him everything I did – everything Bob did – so that he could use it to tease me to a paralysing orgasm. But he must have seen something else my gaze. I expected him to resist and to make me wait, but he just gave me a long, evaluating stare and then with an indulgent smile, he slid my panties all the way down my quivering thighs. Now there aren’t too many realistic ...
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