1. Playing with the Devil


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Teen Male / Female, Author: Mystic47, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    you’re very pretty but if you had different clothes on you might.” Sandy hopped of the stool and turned to the young woman who was staring at us as if she wasn't hearing right. “How long will you be here?” She shook her head and answered “Till six. It will take a few minutes to get that off so come back before 5:30.” Sandy grabbed my arm and led me away from the make-up stand then glanced around surreptitiously and said quietly, “I want to try on some different clothes, help me.” She led me to the Petite section of Young Woman’s' clothing and started prowling through racks of dresses, pants and blouses. She spent 20 minutes pawing different stuff, handing me things to carry while she browsed. Jeans with cuts in the legs, short armless dresses, and a blouse so thin I could see my hand through the material were some of the articles I was carrying. After leaving her fingerprints on almost everything in the department she headed for the changing rooms. “Stay here and I'll come out and show you what I try on.” She gathered her booty from my arms and disappeared into a booth. I'd been sitting in a hard plastic chair for about five minutes when Sandy stepped timidly out of the little room. She was wearing snug fitting jeans that rode low on her hips, each thigh was revealed behind two cuts in the denim showing glimpses of the smooth creamy skin of her legs. She had put on the see-through blouse which revealed her body under the material; and a red bra. My heart lurched against my ...
    ribs as a vibration shook my body. I'd never seen Sandy dressed like that and the sight of her made my knees weak. She could have been one of those girls the Church was always warning us about. “How do I look?” she asked as she turned in a circle. I couldn't tear my eyes from the bra. My eyes locked on to her breasts and I forgot to breathe. “Hello? I asked you something.” “Uh --- you look --- uh ----awesome, like you could be a model or something.” I looked into her made up eyes then stepped back to look at her from a distance. The make-up, the hair and the clothes disguised the real Sandy, the girl in front of me was almost a stranger, a very pretty stranger. She beamed her pleasure at my stuttering assessment then spun toward the room. I watched her back as she left, her butt rocked under the tight jeans as she padded away on bare feet. I took a deep breath and silently prayed for forgiveness. I had just enough time to calm down before she came back. The second outfit was a short sleeveless print summer dress. Again she wore no shoes so her legs were bare from toes to mid-thigh. The top of the dress was open wide across the shoulders and I noticed immediately that there were no bra straps where bra straps should have been. I moved my eyes to her bust and saw small peaks in the material covering her breasts. More confident than the first time, she posed for me by cocking her right hip higher than the left then rested her hand on it. Her eyes were glittering with some unknown ...
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