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Subject: Great Excitement At Lady Foot Locker With Diane
Date: Fri, 29 Jul 2005 18:19:39 -0700
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I had Diane at Lady Foot Locker at mall with great excitement. I had
the greatest time with Diane in the backroom of Lady Foot Locker the
week before and we have so much in common, you wouldn't believe.
Most important is that we both like to show-off our bodies. I never
thought I would actually meet & play
with anyone who likes to do that. I is so much more fun to do it along
with someone else. We then drove to Carteret to Sophisticated Stitches.
But I couldn't find the shop - just a residential section of town.
I'm too shy to knock on strange people's doors! So we started home and
got off for the Jersey Gardens mall, the new large outlet mall in
Diane. We shopped, we looked, we ate and then we stopped at the
Atlantic Books store on the way out. We walked into the next store and
I picked out a nice dress like the kind she was wearing because I
intended on buying and wearing it because my cutoffs and tee shirt were
kind of unexciting considering my hot mood. She warned me not to take
a lot of time in the dressing room because the store detectives might
think we were going to steal something. We went in the dressing room
and I saw that
there was no chair or bench like the other one, so I didn't have any
idea what to do. My plan for us included something to sit on. I
removed my shirt, cutoffs and panties and leaned against the wall with
my legs opened wide and said to Anne "let me be your playground". I
closed my eyes and waited. My heart was pounding real hard. My skin
was hot. My pussy was soaked. I was so turned on from Anne's
teasing
when it was her turn that I was afraid that I would cum at her first
touch. I felt her mouth on my left tit and she found my right tit with
the thumb and finger of her right hand. She rolled my tit with her
fingers, pulled it and rolled it again. She gently pulled the other
tit with her teeth. Her left hand began to rub the outside of my
pussy. She rubbed firmly up and down and slowly her finger began to
slip in the crack, finding my button on the upside rub and then into my
hole on the down slide. I was so wet. Soon her hand was
covered with my juice and she was making the outside of my pussy all
wet. Her tongue was now trying to push my nipple between two of my
ribs and my other tit was trying to be pulled off. A strong shudder
raced up my gut and my knees buckled. She knew I was about to cum so
she slid her mouth down my belly and deep into my cunt. I felt her
tongue enter me as deep as she could stick it. Her thumb found my
button and she rubbed it quickly. I never told her that when I cum I
make a lot of wet, and this one coming was going to be a big one. It
started where her tongue was and traveled up the center on my hole
making it contract as it went up. When it hit my womb, it quickly shot
up my torso as a hot flood. When it hit my shoulders, it bounced back
and traveled down a (little slower this time) the same path. When my
pussy contracted again, I released a whole bunch of juice into Anne's
mouth and all over her face. She was like a dog drinking out of the
toilet, lapping it up with a slurp (and a moan). I hope I was
quiet. I grabbed her head and directed her mouth until I couldn't
take it anymore, and I sat on the floor next to a smiling Dlane. And we
kissed a nice juicy kiss. The noise of the mall "woke us up" and I
quickly put on the dress I had picked out and went to find the mirror.
Diane walked about 10 feet behind me as I walked all around the store
trying to find the mirror. She was laughing and I didn't know why
until I looked into the full length mirror. My face was as red as if I
had just ran the mile in under 4. My hair was sticking up all over the
place. The inside of my thigh was shining wet down to my knees. No
shoppers were around and I "cleaned" my self up and my color was
returning back to normal. I think that less that 2 minutes ago I had
just cum in Diane's face so I look at her and she is wiping off her
chin. We both crack up totally. We look away from eachother to try to
stop but when we look at eachother again, we loose it again. We notice
people are starting to look our way, so we slowly get the giggles to
stop. The dress looked nice, so I got my stuff from the room and I
bought the dress I was wearing and wewent back into the mall at Lady
Foot Locker. It was hard for me to not grab her hand or put my arm
around her as we walk down the mall wondering what this girl had in
mind for our next date. She walked me to my bike. When I got there, I
realized that I was wearing my new dress and nothing else except my
sandals. I realize I have been in a fog for the last hour. I sit on
my bike wondering how I was going to ride the very busy streets out of
the mall In Lady Foot Locker area and all the way back to my house
without letting my dress flip up causing auto accidents for the next 3
miles. Diane and I talked a whole lot until we did our serious dress
shopping, but after that we had nothing to say. I think we were both
still really buzzed from the activity. Like how you feel 5 minutes
after running that 4 minute mile. Anne warmed us both up by doing a
lot f "showing-off" as we drifted around the mall. She is a real pro
at it. She had more than one group of boys following her from store to
store. It was fun to watch.