Spend time with both, separately
From Torg Adventure
The idea of going shopping with Sam for girly clothes is intriguing. Would she model clothes for you, so you could pick your favorites? Would she let you in the changing room to watch her strip and get dressed? Would she let you fuck her again in the mall?
Then again, pushing Gwen's furniture around, getting all sweaty, and taking her recently-virgin cunt on top of each dresser, bed, and bedside table. She could give you her own fashion show from her closet.
Both women have their sexual attractions, Gwen's enthusiasm and innocence and Sam's sluthood and champagne-glass tits.
"Usually shopping would be the last thing I want to do, but seeing Sam in girly clothes sounds very enticing today. Then maybe this afternoon, I can move Gwen around. I think I have time to give both my sister and my cousin what they want." You chuckle to yourself.
Your mom says, "Aw, that's very thoughtful of you, Max, spending time with both your sister and your cousin today."
Both Gwen and Sam are grinning at you.
You finish your food, just as Aunt Karen says, "Why don't you and Sam run along and hit the mall before it gets too crowded. We'll take care of the dishes."
"Thanks, Aunt Karen. That's great!" Sam says as you both get up from the table.
You head back to the house to get your wallet and Sam's purse. When you walk in, Sam presses you against the door and kisses you. You really love the feel of her body next to yours. She breaks the kiss, and heads up to her room. She comes back in a pair of jeans and a clean t-shirt, grabs her car keys, and you head to her car. While she's driving, you keep a hand on her thigh, delving between her legs at stop lights and such. Sam grins at you a lot.
"My first stop is Victoria's Secret for underthings, then I need a dress, and a couple of shirts and skirts. I'll definitely make it worth your while," Sam says as you walk into the mall, hand in hand. You take turns stopping the other to kiss. Then Sam gets a little self-conscious and drops your hand. "Sometimes I get carried away, then I remember that we might see people we know. Let's cool it in the mall until we're in private."
You agree. You like the idea of being in private with Sam. You walk around the mall people watching and window shopping until you get to Victoria's Secret. The sexy manikins with outrageous bras and panties on them are quite the show. The posters of the busty models spilling out of their bras gets you hard, bringing your head around to Lisa, your mom, and Aunt Karen. What knockers! You look around while Sam picks some things out.
"Okay, I'd like to show you these. Let's go back to the changing rooms," she says after fifteen minutes of looking. She has an armful of stuff.
The cute and very busty blond clerk at the changing rooms counts the number of garments and hands Sam a numbered card. She looks askance at you.
"Where are you going?"
Sam says, "He needs to tell me if they look okay. I'd rather not parade out here in only a bra and panties."
"Well, okay, but no funny business. Use the room on the end. It's bigger," the clerk says, pointing down one of the hallways.
"Okay. Thanks."
You follow Sam to the changing room, getting more excited with each step.
Once you're inside, you close the door. Sam fixes you with a lusty gaze as she shimmies out of her jeans. She has no panties on and her little patch of ginger makes your mouth water. She whips off her t-shirt and then her sports bra. Her tiny titties have fat puckered nipples capping them. You stand up and kiss Sam, then slide down to suck her nips.
Sam pushes you away and says, "Remember what that nice clerks said. Now, let me put some of these on to show you." You sit and she turns around to put on her bra. Her ass jiggles as she moves, reminding you to take her doggie-style soon. She turns around.
Your eyebrows go up when you see her. "Wow! That must be a pushup bra, Sam. You have cleavage!" The bra is a bright green with a darker leaf pattern that perfectly complements her fiery hair. The panties are high-cut bikini-style bottoms. "Very sexy."
"I thought you'd like that." She keeps looking down at her chest. "I've never had cleavage. It's pretty neat. Okay, next."
"At least let me get you out of them. I promise I won't get the clerk mad at me."
"Okay," Sam says as she turns around, holding her hair out of the way.
You unhook her bra and then cup her tits. "I'm just keeping them warm." Then you drop the panties to the floor, while dragging a finger through her slit.
"Oh, you naughty man!" she exclaims as she shudders.
You sit as she puts on the next 'outfit'.
It's a red-and-white striped string bikini that really shows off her wonderful ass plus a 4-square-inches-on-each-tit top. Your cock throbs. You say, "Mmmmm, I really love that, because it really makes me want to take you out of it. Your ass looks magnificent in it, and it makes your tits look bigger without pushing them together."
Sam smiles at you, but her forehead is creased a bit.
"That's what you were trying for, wasn't it?" you ask, concerned.
"You really want my boobs bigger, don't you, Max? I have such tiny ones. No wonder Lisa stole all my boyfriends!"
You take her in your arms and hug her, kissing her cheeks. "No, baby. I love your tits. The important thing to me isn't how big they are, but how sensitive they are and how responsive you are when I touch them." You push the tiny bikini top off her tits and rub them and pinch them. You pull the strings on the bottoms. Sam kisses you. The more you play with her nipples, the more she moans in your mouth. You slip a hand down to her pussy and thrust three fingers inside her. She's soaking wet. You break the kiss, removing your fingers, and say, "See, you're all wet and ready for me after just a few seconds of playing with your delightful breasts. So don't sell yourself short in the tit department."
"Oh, Max! Thank you! Good answer!" she says, seriously cheered up. She drops to her knees and starts fiddling with your pants. She gets your schlong out and in her mouth in seconds. A moan escapes your lips before you can muffle yourself.
In ten seconds of heaven, the door opens and the clerk sticks her head in. She says, "I said no funny business." Then she steps in, closes the door. and starts taking off her scoop-necked top. "But if I get some funny business, I'll look the other way."
Sam looks up at her, then at you. She gets a spark in her eye and nods. Looking back at the clerk, she's already naked. What a great set of tits she's got -- big and jiggly, so you know they're real. Fat nipples too.
You say, "I have a plan, but I need to know something."
The sexy clerk says, "Yes, I'd love to go down on your girlfriend while you take me from behind. My mind has been distracted by you two since you walked back here. My name's Amber."
"I'm Max, and this is Sam."
Sam gets up on the little bench, spreading her legs wide. Amber kneels in front of her on her hands and knees. Amber's ass is pretty nice, but Sam's is better. You move behind her.
"Oh, Sam, you have a pretty little pussy. I love natural redheads," Amber says before she leans down and licks Sam's lower lips. Sam moans and tousles Amber's blond hair.
You stroke Amber's ass, slapping it lightly. Then you part her cheeks and poke your cock toward her cunt. Amber's hand glides you in, and you tuck the end inside her. You look up at Sam and she returns your lusty stare. You thrust forward, mushing Amber's face into Sam's cunny. The three of you moan.
"Oh, you are wet and tight, Amber," you say, as you pump in and out of her sex. You slide your hands along her back, then down to her large tits.
You pinch her nipples, and her head snaps off Sam's groin. "Oh, God, yes! Pinch my nipples!" she groans. You push her head back down, and she resumes licking Sam.
Your eyes are locked on Sam's as she gets more aroused by Amber's attentions. The sexy sales clerk seems to get more enthusiastic in her cunnilingus as you drive harder into her pussy. Sam's moans are getting louder, and Amber is pushing her ass back into you as you thrust forward.
