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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: Michigan |
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| Introduction: I was looking for a suit and found so much more | ||
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The first thing Matthew noticed when he arrived at the men's clothing store was the smell of rich colognes and leather furniture permeating the air. He was searching for a suit and needed assistance. The salesclerk, Melanie, was dressed in the uniform of the store -- a white blouse, navy blue skirt and heels. She offered to help him find an appropriate suit. They were looking at different suits and selected several. Then Melanie suggested that he might want to check out the shirts, also. She took off his jacket and ran her hands over his shoulders to get an idea of how Matthew liked his shirts to fit. She could feel his muscles flex as she moved her hands over his back and down his arms. Not wanting to behave in a forward manner, she backed away from him to give him more space and suggested several shirts that he might like. Matthew followed her to the far side of the store and, when Melanie reached for the shirt he had indicated, he also moved to get it and accidentally brushed his arm along her chest. She could feel her nipples harden, but didn't want to assume that it was intentional -- though she hoped it was. Melanie pointed to another shirt that she thought he might like, then felt him step behind her, his hands on her waist, as he pulled her back against himself. She could feel his hard-on against her bottom. She made very small movements back and forth across his hardening member, feeling the first tinge of wetness and heat between her legs. Putting a little distance between them, she suggested they take the suit and the shirts back to the dressing room for him to try on. The dressing room was quite large with a leather chaise lounge, full-length mirrors and, most importantly, a lock on the door. With the door closed and locked, the clothes were forgotten. Matthew stepped toward her and turned her to face the mirrors. With her back to him, he reached around and cupped her breasts through her blouse. Stroking the nipples with his thumbs, the points were obvious against the material. He gently kissed her neck and opened the buttons, one with each nibble on her neck. Her head was thrown back against his shoulder with her eyes closed, enjoying the sensations, but that wasn't good enough for him. "Open your eyes and watch me", Matthew said. Melanie complied with heavy eyes and watched as he finished unbuttoning the rest of the buttons. Once the blouse was open, he undid the front closure on the bra. Leaving her breasts inside the bra, Matthew stepped around to face her and placed his soft lips in the valley between her, feeling the rapid pounding of her heart and nuzzling the soft undersides of her breasts. Feeling her eyes following his every move, he waited. Melanie pulled him up by the front of his shirt, taking his face in her hands and gently licking his top lip with a quick flick of her tongue. Then, she took his lower lip and gently sucked on it, getting it slightly wet before she deepened the kiss. Imitating what she had wanted him to do to her from the first time she saw him walk into the store, Melanie stroked the inside of his mouth with increasing passion. The front of his shirt was rubbing across the skin of her breasts, making them increasingly sensitive to the slightest touch. Her nipples abraded against the inside of her bra. Her fingers hadn't been idle either. Using the one hand, Melanie had unbuttoned the front of his shirt, so her other hand could explore his chest and stroke his back. Matthew quickly broke off the kiss to work his way down and kiss her neck. Lifting her hair out of the way, he worked his way around to the back of her neck. Kissing and licking his way through the whimpers of delight that were coming from her throat, he cupped her breasts again in his hands and brushed the nipples with his thumbs. Melanie could feel the heat intensify between her legs and the moisture starting to roll down her thighs. Their eyes met in the mirror and they smiled. She turned in his arms and pulled the shirt down off of his shoulders. With the cuffs still buttoned, Matthew wasn't unable to get his hands free. Taking advantage of this restriction, Melanie took his belt buckle in her hands and slowly started walking him back against the wall. With the shirt hanging off his wrists, he watched her take off the belt. When she unzipped his slacks and found him without underwear, she slowly licked her lips. Lowering herself to her knees, pulling his pants down to his ankles and looking up at him, Melanie gave Matthew a wicked little grin before she took him into her mouth. Her hot mouth engulfed the head of his member, sucking on it gently. Then Melanie took it and gently rubbed it against the sides of her face and against her neck, feeling the steely length pulse with blood. His head is so soft to touch. She marveled at how wonderful Matthew felt and enjoyed the silkiness against her skin. Rubbing the head against her tongue, he let out a low moan. She cautioned him against making too much noise, saying, "You don't want to stop now, do you?" Stroking her tongue down the front of his manhood, Melanie tasted the salt from his skin. Smelling the essence of this man made her very light-headed. But she swirled her tongue up and down his staff, feeling the pulsing as it got hotter, tighter and harder. Delighting in the temporary control, she cradled his balls in her hands, wetting them with her tongue until they glistened. Softly she blew on them, knowing that the cooling breath would be a small torment. Reaching under her skirt, Melanie slid her fingers between her slit, getting them wet. Then, with a firm but gentle touch she took her middle finger and massaged the area directly behind his balls. Her finger glided back and forth, lightly touching his balls when she was close to them, stroking the skin more firmly, then she deposited the rest of her juices on his balls, licking it off thoroughly. Trying to touch her, Matthew could only reach her head with one hand, the shirt still impeding his movement. His hand stroked her hair and as Melanie sucked the head of his member into her mouth. With her tongue cradling his length inside of her mouth, she sucked her way slowly up and then back down. She increased the suction a little more each time, increased the speed a little more each time. Melanie wanted to make this last, but she also wanted to taste him so badly that she couldn't wait. Following the urging of his hips to take as much of him into her mouth, Melanie slid him as deeply into her mouth as she could. Swallowing him whole, she heard his release and knew that she was totally responsible for that wonderful feeling. Then, that wonderful sound, the sound of his release was heard and Matthew arched hard into her mouth one last time. Melanie swallowed his load as it filled her mouth. The mixture of the salty taste from his skin and the creamy sweetness of his essence were truly nectar. While savoring the taste and the moment, Melanie suddenly felt Matthew move. He pulled her to her feet and lightly tossed her on to the chaise. The skirt flipped up revealing the thigh high hose and the lack of panties, which explained the easy access to her juices. Bracing his hands on either side of her waist, Matthew forced her to lean her head back so she could see his face. He lightly kissed her mouth, tasting himself on her tongue, moving his way down to the side of her neck where he whispered, "It's my turn now." That's when Melanie realized that his rod was still very hard and lying on top of her mound. His hands undid the zipper of her skirt and with very little effort, he removed the skirt leaving her open for his long and thorough perusal. She didn't think it was possible, but she could feel herself becoming even wetter in anticipation of what was to come. Shifting his weight to her side, she missed the feel of him on top of her until she could feel Matthew nuzzling her neck and his hand moving toward her hot center. Fingers skimmed her slit, barely grazing the wetness that was there, but he managed to make his presence felt. Matthew gently rubbed her clit, smearing the wetness around and around, creating the most delicious friction. Then, placing small kisses on her breasts, ribs, and stomach, he worked his way down between her legs. Watching him look at her made her whole body clench in need of his touch. Placing both hands under her legs, Matthew reached up and took her wrists in his hands and pulled them down toward him. Keeping a grip on her wrists, he told her to open herself to him and placed her hands on top of her aching sex. Melanie spread her lips willingly, eagerly. Watching his head lower between her legs, she felt his moist tongue stroking up her slit, felt the firmness of it and the pressure Matthew was exerting on the most sensitive part of her. Her clit was throbbing and needing attention. Flicking his tongue around the little knob, Matthew could feel it harden. Almost sobbing from the exquisite pain, Melanie pulled herself closer to him. Matthew seemed to know where she needed to feel his touch and anticipated her needs before she even realized she needed it. Melanie want to touch him, stroke his face, but she didn't want the sweet torment to end. He stroked his tongue downward and placed it against the opening of her womanhood. Matthew lightly licked the juices just outside her sex. Melanie pleaded to have him stop the ache, wanting to tighten her legs to ease the throbbing, but not wanting him to move. And just when she feared she would go out of her mind, that talented tongue plunged into her. His firm tongue moved in and out of her folds while his nose continued to stimulate her clit. The sound his tongue made when Matthew was stroking her was so wet Melanie couldn't stop herself from moaning out loud. He cautioned her about the noise, "You don't want to stop now, do you?" Melanie smiled as she recognize her own words coming back to haunt her. Her body was twisted tight inside and the feeling was building. His tongue was playing her like a master violinist until the string breaks. Her burning walls contracted around his tongue as her muscles spasmed and she climaxed. Matthew pulled her up from the chaise where she momentarily teetered on her high heels and locked his arms around her body. He kissed her with an intensity that made her want to weep. Then Matthew turned her around and placed her hands on the mirror. Melanie saw herself as he did with clothes half on and half off, her eyes heavy from the aftermath of orgasm, her thighs slick from her own juices. With her hands braced against the mirrors, Matthew positioned himself behind her and slid his cock back and forth along her slit to ease his way in. Melanie wanted to move with him but he held firmly onto her hips, making this almost impossible. His member slid into her gently at first and then gradually started building up to stronger and stronger strokes. Her eyes were locked onto his face, watching the intensity and the passion transform him. The strokes became stronger and stronger until Melanie could feel his balls slapping against her skin and see the multiple reflections of his tool in the mirrors pumping in and out of her. His face was totally intent on the sensations he was feeling, but Matthew didn't forget her. Reaching around her, he rubbed her clit in rhythm with his strokes, in and out, back and forth, until Melanie thought she would go mad. There was no denying the wondrous orgasm that followed as she lost herself in complete ecstasy. Then, with his arms suddenly locked around her hips, Matthew plunged into her one last time. Melanie whispered into his ear, "Fill me up, baby." And he did. Loudly moaning, writhing with the intense feeling, Matthew could feel Melanie clamp tightly around his staff buried deep inside her, her muscles still spasming repeatedly from her own sweet release. Their eyes meet in the mirror and both of them smile. While continuing to hold her and remaining deep inside, Matthew sat on the chaise enjoying the best day of shopping he ever had. |
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