Wishful Thinking/Changing Room Hijinks

From Create Your Own Story

Amina pulls you into the change room with her, giggling.

She turns around and closes the door, and then embraces you roughly. She pulls your head towards hers, and attacks your mouth with her tongue. You give a muffled yelp, but kiss back.

She breaks the kiss, and grabs your hand to put it roughly against her cunt. Her pussy lips are wet. "Get your meaty fingers into my pussy. I want to feel you inside me," she says with an urgent growl. She dives back at your mouth.

You're lost with your tongue in the mouth of a pretty girl, and your fingers in a warm, moist, happy place. She sways back and forth, making you feel dizzy. With your other hand, you reach up for her shoulders, but your hand slips, and catches the neckline of what's left of her flimsy tank-top. It tears open loudly, and you hear the saleslady curse outside the change room door.

Amina gasps with the tearing of the last piece of clothing she was wearing, and you take the liberty to grasp a breast. She moans into your mouth. Finally feeling in control of the situation, you plunge your fingers in deeply, and use your thumb to rub against her clit. She gives a muffled yelp, and pulls back, gasping, her eyes rolled back and her tongue lolling.

She regains her balance after a moment. "Mmm, my savior," she croons. "It's time I gave you your reward." She starts putting on the white skirt and baby-blue top, much to your puzzlement. When she's done, she comes up to you and nibbles gently on your lips as she starts unfastening your jeans.