Chapter One: Something Sexy
"I won't be long, I promise."
Bob rolled his eyes and smirked. "Right. I've heard that one before..."
Jessica smiled. "This time I mean it. Don't worry, we have plenty of time. We don't have to be at Larry's until 6:00."
"I know, but it takes about twenty minutes to get there from here."
"I'll hurry, then," she said, ignoring Bob's skeptical grimace. Why don't you go over to the bookstore, and I'll meet you there."
"All right, fine. But keep your eye on the time, ok?"
"I will, I promise." She leaned toward him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Just think, you might like what I buy."
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Walking into Victoria's Secret was like entering a paradise of perfumed pink. The fact that men seldom dared to venture inside the store made it feel as though it was a kind of sanctuary - a private haven where women could enjoy themselves without having to endure the whining protests of their husbands and boyfriends. "Men just can't appreciate the joy of shopping," she thought.
She wandered deeper into the store, her eyes drifting across the various articles of clothing. Some of the lingerie was perfectly tame - nightgowns and evening robes that any prim and proper woman would wear. But some of it was downright sinful. Jessica smiled as she wandered through a myriad of bras and panties, wondering which of them would suit her best.
She had only been dating Bob for about six months, but in that short time they had grown quite close. They had started having sex about three weeks ago, six times in all. Bob was still a novice at making love, and there were a lot of things she hoped to teach him - but not right away. She didn't want him to feel as though he was inadequate in bed, so she had kept her thoughts to herself. In time, she would give him some hints and suggestions - each lovemaking session would be a sexual tutorial, slowly shaping him into the lover she knew he could be. But for now, she just wanted to buy something sexy - something that would really spice up their next encounter.
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The dressing rooms were at the back of the store, where a dimly lit hallway led to a series of doors. Jessica opened one of the doors and immediately noticed the scent of perfume from within. "Guess they really want you to smell this stuff," she thought. The aroma wasn't unpleasant at all; actually, it was rather nice, and Jessica inhaled deeply as she began to peel off her clothes.
The noise from outside seemed to have vanished, and the only sound to be heard was the music from the radio coming from speakers above her. The room was completely sealed off, and Jessica enjoyed the feeling of privacy as the last of her clothes slid to the floor. By the time she reached for the new panties, she was feeling very calm and relaxed.
A moment later, Jessica looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. The red lingerie was perfect. She stared appreciatively at the crimson bra that barely concealed her bulging breasts, twisting from side to side to admire her own profile. Nature had been kind to her, and she had a well-formed body that most women would have envied. Her breasts weren't very large, but they were full enough to attract attention. She noticed that her nipples had grown hard, for she could see them poking through the delicate ruby lace. Was she getting excited by the sight of her own body? She smiled and licked her lips. If she could get turned on just by looking at herself, she couldn't wait to see what effect this lacey bikini would have on Bob.
Her mind began to drift to the evening ahead, and she tried to imagine how his face would look when she stood in front of him and parted her robe. His eyes would fall to her breasts, then perhaps to her smooth young belly and the fur-covered pussy waiting below. She felt sexual tingles course through her body when she thought of what he would be doing to her pussy later tonight. In her mind's eye, she saw him crawling on top of her, nestling his firm dick into her hungry cunt. Absently, she dropped her hand to her crotch, and lightly stroked the red cloth covering her sex lips.
"What am I doing?" she whispered, leaning weakly against the wall. She knew she should stop masturbating herself, but she couldn't help it. She had grown terribly horny all of a sudden, and her pussy was wide awake and hungry for contact. She brushed her fingers up and down her cloth-covered slit, feeling herself getting more and more excited with every passing second. Her heart was beating rapidly from her growing arousal, and the perfume in the air was making her dizzy. Her knees became too weak to support her, so she sank down on the narrow bench, her fingers vigorously rubbing her crotch. She could feel her sex juices beginning to flow, and she knew it wouldn't be long before her panties were stained with wetness. "What will I say to the clerk?" she moaned.
Her concern about the condition of her panties suddenly vanished when the large mirror against the far wall suddenly slid aside. A naked, muscular man entered the small room and looked at her as if she was a delicious meal he was about to eat. Jessica gasped in shock and immediately backed toward the door of the dressing room, but the man quickly rushed forward and grabbed her before she could reach the door.
"Let go of me!" she shouted. "Help!"
While she screamed and shouted, the man's left arm hooked firmly around her naked waist, while his right hand quickly found its way down between her thighs. His fingers began to pick up where her own fingers had left off just a few seconds ago, firmly stroking the silky red cloth that covered her pussy. When she felt his mouth latch onto her neck to give her a hot sucking, her cries for help slowly subsided. Instead, she began to gasp as she felt his hand upon her breast, gently teasing her nipple through the flimsy bra.
Jessica knew she was in trouble. She felt dizzy and light-headed, and wondered if the cloying perfume had somehow clouded her willpower. As weak as she was, she doubted she would be able to break free from this man's powerful grasp. But even worse than that was the fact that she didn't really want to break free. Part of her - a swiftly growing part - wanted him to rip away her dampening panties and plow his rigid cock into her juicy twat. She desperately thought of Bob, and hoped that he would somehow find her in here, and rescue her before she allowed this handsome young man to drill her with his dick.
"Why are you doing this?" she moaned weakly. The man did not answer her, but simply turned her around to face him. His hand never left her crotch, and she stared into his dark brown eyes as he continued to finger her pussy. She didn't know who he was, but she suddenly found herself kissing him with a passion that surprised her. Her ruby bra pressed against his hard chest as her tongue danced with his. She couldn't stand it anymore; she wanted this man, she wanted to feel his cock pounding inside her pussy. She gave a kiss-muffled moan as she felt his hand tugging her bra away.
His mouth left hers, only to kiss its way down her neck. She knew where he was going, and her breathing became rapid with anticipation. When she felt his mouth latching onto the flesh around her nipple, she gave a sharp intake of breath. His tongue was warm and wet as it flicked against her stiff tit, and she panted as he began to suckle her. Meanwhile, his hand had found its way inside her panties, and now he was stroking her naked pussy. She could feel her sex juices oozing freely out of her, and her slit was soon smeared by pre-orgasmic slime as he skillfully manipulated her sensitive pussy. Jessica instinctively spread her legs a little wider - and when she felt a finger digging up inside her cunt, she was more than ready for it.
Jessica closed her eyes and gave a little whimper. The nameless man continued to feast on her succulent breasts, noisily slurping at her engorged nipples. Soon there were two fingers inside her cunt, and they began to poke in and out of her slick vagina with a slow, patient rhythm. Jessica's hips soon began to buck against those sex-invading fingers, desperately wanting more friction. And the fingers happily complied, expertly frigging her pussy faster and harder. Jessica threw her head back and moaned as the fingers swiveled around inside her, exploring the secret pleasure spots of her inner sex.
The man's thumb began to dab at her clit, and Jessica squirmed in pleasure at the assault upon her sexual rosebud. Her hips were now thrusting against his fingers, and her feminine moans and grunts echoed within the small room. She felt his mouth upon her lips, and she eagerly returned the kiss. It was the first time she had kissed anyone except Bob in the past two years. Bob...what would he think if he saw her now, with her back to the wall, being kissed, fondled and fucked by this handsome man? But she didn't care anymore; all she wanted was an orgasm, and she knew she was about to get it. His fingers were doing a masterful job on her pussy, and the teasing attacks on her clit were driving her mad. Her belly heaved as her breathing grew faster and faster, and the suckling of her tits suddenly grew more insistent. A few more delicious thrusts from those wicked fingers, and she...and she would...
Her orgasm boiled up through her, and all she could do was open her mouth and moan. She felt a creamy flood pumping out of her pussy, trickling down her naked thighs. The man's fingers continued to prey upon her clit, making the orgasm roll on and on, until there was not a single thought left in her lust-addled brain.
She felt herself being lifted up and carried out of the dressing room. She groggily wondered where this handsome brute was taking her, but that was the last thing she remembered before passing out.