SCISSORING IN THE DRESSING ROOM PART 1

Kinks: breast play, oral sex, public sex, voyeurism

I stepped into the lingerie store, my heart racing with anticipation. The air hummed with the soft rustle of silk and lace hanging from racks, and the faint scent of vanilla from a nearby candle made everything feel indulgent. As a curvy redhead in my mid-twenties, I loved how lingerie hugged my soft skin, turning a simple shopping trip into something thrilling. Today, I was on a mission to find sets that made me feel sexy, alive, especially since I'd been craving that spark of adventure with another woman. I grabbed a few pieces—a sheer black bra with matching panties, a red lace corset—and headed to the changing room, my fingers tingling as I imagined slipping them on.

The first couple of outfits fit perfectly, but the third one, a delicate white bra with intricate straps, snagged awkwardly around my shoulders. I twisted and tugged, frustration building as the clasp refused to cooperate.

Sweat beaded on my skin, and I realized I needed help. Biting my lip, I cracked the door open and called out softly, 'Um, excuse me? Could someone assist me in here? The bra's stuck.' My cheeks flushed at the thought of exposing myself, but desperation overpowered embarrassment. Just then, a voice replied from outside, 'Sure thing, hun. One sec.'

The curtain parted, and in walked Maya, the sales attendant I'd noticed earlier. She was tall, a brunette in her early thirties with curves that screamed confidence, especially those huge breasts straining against her fitted blouse. Her dark eyes locked onto mine, a knowing smile playing on her full lips. 'Of course, sweetie. Let's get you sorted,' she said, her voice low and smooth, like velvet brushing my skin. She stepped inside the small space, the changing room suddenly feeling even more intimate with her presence. The mirror reflected us both, my half-dressed body flushed, her poised and unflappable.

She reached behind me to fiddle with the straps, her fingers grazing my bare shoulders. The touch was electric, sending a jolt straight to my core. I inhaled sharply, my nipples hardening against the lace. 'There we go,' she murmured, but her hands lingered, tracing down my arms. Our eyes met in the mirror, and the air thickened with unspoken heat. I felt a rush of desire, my pussy already aching for more. Before I could think, I turned, our bodies inches apart, and leaned in. Her lips met mine in a hungry kiss, soft at first, then deepening as her tongue slipped into my mouth, tasting of mint and promise.

I wrapped my arms around her neck, pressing my body against hers, feeling every delicious curve. She responded eagerly, her hands roaming my back, pulling me closer. Our breasts mashed together through the thin fabric of my bra, and I couldn't help but grind against her, seeking friction. She groaned into my mouth, her fingers dipping lower, catching the waistband of my panties. She tugged, and I wiggled out of them, letting them fall to the floor. Cool air hit my heated skin, making me shiver.

Maya's hands explored every inch of my back, her touch igniting sparks across my skin. She pulled me flush against her, our bodies molding together like two puzzle pieces. The feel of her ample breasts pressing into mine made me moan wantonly into her hot mouth.

"Mmm, baby, your skin is so soft and smooth," she whispered huskily in my ear before nipping at the sensitive lobe, sending shivers down my spine.

My knees went weak as desire coursed through me, made even headier by the forbidden thrill of being in public. Maya seemed to sense my submission, taking control and kissing me with deep, urgent strokes of her tongue. Our breaths mingled, hot and ragged, as we lost ourselves in the moment.

She deftly unclasped my stubborn bra, freeing my aching breasts. I mirrored her actions, nearly tearing the buttons off her blouse in my haste to reveal more of her luscious skin. Her massive tits spilled out of a sheer lace bra, nipples dark and hard. "God, you're perfect," I breathed.

"Touch me, baby," I pleaded, my voice dripping with need. Maya's eyes flashed with hunger as she claimed my mouth in a searing kiss.

Maya lavished my breasts with attention, suckling and licking the tender flesh like she was starving for the taste of me. Her full, soft lips closed around my nipple, drawing it deep into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth. She sucked hard, her tongue swirling and flicking the sensitive peak, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

I cradled the back of her head, fingers tangling in her hair as I held her to my breast. "Oh fuck, yes," I moaned, my head falling back. "Your mouth feels so good."

She switched to my other breast, giving it the same ardent treatment. Her hand squeezed and massaged the one she'd just released, pinching and rolling the nipple between her fingers. The dual sensations made my pussy clench and grow even wetter.

Maya's mouth was relentless, switching between my breasts with a fervor that spoke to her hunger for me. She nipped and sucked, licked and laved, driving me wild with need. Wet, obscene sounds filled the small space as she feasted on my tits, her tongue tracing the curves of my breasts before diving back in to devour my nipples.

I was panting now, hips bucking slightly against hers as I ground my aching core against her thigh. "Maya, please," I whimpered, not even sure what I was begging for but desperate for more of her touch.

She pulled back just enough to look up at me, eyes dark with lust and satisfaction at the effect she was having on me. "You like that, baby?" she purred, her voice a low, sensual rumble. "You like how I worship your gorgeous tits?"

"Fuck yes," I moaned shamelessly. "Don't stop, it feels so good."

Maya grinned, a wicked glint in her eye. "Oh, I'm just getting started." And with that, she lowered her head again, engulfing one of my nipples completely as her hand continued its ministrations on the other breast.