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"What an afternoon I've just had! It's hard to write this whilst rubbing my pussy, but I can't help it, thinking about what happened! I'm used to meeting sexy straight girls in clubs and bars, turning them on till they can't resist the pleasures I can give them, and taking them home for a hot fuck session. But this was different. I wasn't looking for a girl to fuck, I was just out shopping. And I didn't have to persuade anyone into girl-on-girl sex... quite the opposite!
The shop was pretty busy - it's very popular with all the nasty girls in this town. I picked up a few sexy dresses that I thought might show off my great body to advantage, and headed back into the changing room. It was one of those ones with a few curtained-off cubicles and hooks against the walls for all the customers left over once those had been filled. The cubicles were all empty, but I don't like the constriction in those and I like to be seen when I strip.
I stood in the main room and tried on the dresses. I pulled on a sluttish white dress - it had the wrong kind of straps for a bra, so I took that off. My nipples showed darkly through it, and my little g-string panties were totally obvious as it pulled tightly over my ass. My nipples growing hard at this sexy sight, I began moving around in front of the mirror to see how well the dress covered me. I leaned forward, jiggling my tits, to see how far they'd fall out. They practically popped out of the tight dress. Then I bent over with my ass to the mirror to see how far the hem came up - I could see my panties peeking out the bottom. I stayed that way for a while, wiggling my ass and wondering if I could get away with wearing this dress to the party.
Then something caught the corner of my eye. Standing there, staring at my thrust-out ass and licking her lips, was a gorgeous blonde, a little older than me, wearing a short crop-top and a tight black skirt. She was carrying some clothes to try on - she must have walked in whilst I was absorbed in looking at the dress. As I stared at her, she smiled broadly, and slowly ran her eyes over my whole body. Then she headed for one of the cubicles, and pulled the curtain across behind her. I was left standing there dumbstruck, my cunt aching hotly between my legs. Had that really just happened? What did she mean by it? And most importantly, was that all?
By the clatter inside the cubicle, I could tell she was trying on the clothes. So I shook myself, and turned back to trying on my dresses. Next I put on a more classy one which I thought would work for Saturday. It was black silk, came right the way down to my ankles, but had a long slit down the side so that my legs, my suspenders and perhaps a flash of my panties would show. Yes, that would do. As I twirled in front of the mirror, I heard the curtain of the cubicle behind me being pulled back. The blonde's beautiful face poked out, and she asked me "can you give me a hand? I can't get into this." A rush went through me at the thought of coming close to that gorgeous body, but I managed to agree calmly enough."...
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