I didn't pull on her and she didn't pull on me, it was like our minds just synced, and we knew what each other wanted. We ended up running to the back dressing-room of a Sears store with a handful of clothes we weren't going to try on.

Yes, other people were close to us changing in their own stalls. I rustled some clothes in my hand to make it sound like we were properly changing - clipping and unclipping the hangers. But she was undoing my pants and squatting down before me to take my hardness in her mouth. We had to be quiet. I bit my bottom lip and tilted my head back feeling myself go weak once she took me. This is crazy.

She made warm sucking noises as her mouth moved over my shaft. She was eager to please. My cock head bumped against the back of her throat as she pulled me by the hips, forcing me deeper down her throat, basically begging me to fuck her mouth. I started thrusting. My heart pounded in my chest, the fear of getting caught was heavy. She pulled back then licked along the length of my shaft gathering up all the dripping slobber. She was enjoying herself. She didn't seem afraid either. She just looked up to me with pretty, brown, come-thirsty eyes every once in a while. Someone in a near stall would know what was going on if they listened closely or if they looked under the little space of the dressing room. Her mouth felt too good for me to stop.

After swallowing me, and leaving my cock dripping wet, she pulled down her yoga pants, exposing her cute round buttocks. Her underwear came down next, but she didn't take them all the way off, just in case. Then she climbed up on the bench. I caught a trace of her arousal and it was so pure. I reached out and caressed her soft figure, massaging her goddess like figure. She held onto the wall and squatted. Her ass hole and pussy were completely exposed in this position and the sweet perfume of womanly fragrance filled the stall.

This got me really excited. I was so stiff it hurt. I needed relief ASAP. I put my hand on her pussy and sunk a finger inside of her. Damn, she was wet! She hissed, sucking in air, as I gently moved my finger in and out of her. She tried to keep quiet. Her struggle was beautiful. A soft moan or two escaped her parted teeth. I had to taste her. I pulled my finger from her cunt and sucked it clean. She tasted like sweet honey mixed with a little salty sweat and I loved it. I would have sucked on her pussy all day if we had the time, but we were in a rush.

I held her hips to support her cute ass. I poised my cock at her entrance and lifted into her warm folds from behind. Upon first entering her, she was so tight my cock got jammed at her entrance, and I had to push my hips forward. I quickly slipped deep inside of her. She groaned and shuddered over me. I could feel her muscles work as she held that squatting position. Our energies synced with one another. My breath was taken from me as pleasure filled my veins.

I retreated slowly... listening to her wetness slurp at my cock... then lifted in her again. She panted when I repeatedly pushed deep inside of her. She squealed when she tried to suppress a moan. I slid smoothly in her cozy cunt. Her beautiful pussy lips gripped my shaft tight. She bounced against my waist, sitting down a little as I went up. It was unbelievable. But it felt so right.

Her pink underwear and yoga pants pooled around her ankles, matched her pink and lime green tennis shoes that she still had on. I listened closely to the movement in the stalls next to us praying they didn't hear us. There was movement outside. I slowed down a little and listened. Were we about to get caught? Strings of sex juice dripped from her folds in long lines onto the floor. She was soaking wet and my length was covered in her sex juice.

The smell of her wet pussy filled me with wild, undeniable desire to make her come all over the place. Fuck who was ever outside, I pumped harder. I had a princess to please! My waist smacked into her backside. She squealed. And she came.

Her body froze. Her mouth opened wide. Her eyes squeezed shut. She grunted a guttural moan as she trembled. I caught her as she fell back, limp, into my arms. Her pussy leaked. I put my cock back inside of her and pumped until I came, too. Pulling out last minute, I shot my come on the clothes and on the floor. "Oh shit," I said trying to aim myself in a safe direction. There was none.

After coming, I returned to my senses and listened to the people in the stalls around us. We stayed quiet, breathing heavy. She pulled her yoga pants back on.

Someone would see this!

"What do we do?" she asked.

"Run!"

We opened the stall door, looked left and looked right... we didn't see anyone. We ran. We ran until we were out of the store and far away.

When I felt we were at a safe distance, I stopped, "So what is your name?"

She didn't stop running. She looked back and waved goodbye and was out of the mall.

"Hey!" I called out, but she was gone. I was left standing there dumbfounded and, frankly, a little heart broken. I didn't know anyone that knew her. I searched, but I couldn't find her on the internet either. I wanted to meet her again. I found myself constantly looking around to hopefully lay eyes on this pretty mysterious girl.


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