Thank you for taking the time to read my second story. You'll find it to have a similar feel to my first, but this one is certainly more expanded. As always, this is fiction and should stay that way. Do whatever you want inside your mind, but keep it there. 

In this story two girls go dress shopping, and one comes away with a *very* personal shopping experience. 
Related codes: Mf, con, Asian, a possible romantic feel, and a dash  of voyeurism. Oh, and whatever the code is for a cum swallow. 

I'd love to hear anything you have to say at j.shep800@gmail.com. As I said, only one of the girls will be having sex, but that doesn't mean you should neglect the other! She will be featured in my next story, and there are things I mention that help set that story up. 

(Un)dressed for Success
by jshep (j.shep800@gmail.com)

It was starting to approach closing time at Stemmans department store. The multi-floored building was billed as 'The finest retailer of clothing and home goods in Sunnydale' and therefore usually busy with shoppers and browsers alike. However, there's always a busy and a slow time, and Thursday night at 8:15 was one of those slow times. 

Scott Woods was thankful for that. Due to one coworker calling in sick and another leaving early, he was the only employee in his area. He didn't mind that and he didn't mind working there. Although the 21 year old would rather be on the beach, wind in his sandy blonde hair, blue eyes on the waves as he works on the surfing skills he hopes would take him pro, he needed some steady income. His 5'11 body and it's skinny, tightly muscled frame would usually found in a pair of swim trunks, but yet he always enjoyed the company dress code. There was something about the shirt and tie he had to wear that made him feel so professional. He even took it a step further, pairing a dark suit and white dress shirt with a silky purple tie. 

And so it was with these dueling thoughts that Scott folded clothes, the lone person in his men's wear section. However this wasn't his only responsibility. The girl staffing the adjoining ladies section had been the one to call in sick, and this left Scott with the task of manning the not-men section. 

That section was, and had been for the past hour, occupied by a pair of young girls. Their voices lightly drifting off over the aisle to him. For now, he was content to let them be. It seems like they knew what they were doing. 

And across that aisle, the pair did know what they were doing. Susie Nguyen and Brianna Miers needed dresses. Cute dresses. And they needed them immediately. Only a few hours ago they had been told by their fathers, who too were close friend and worked together, that their company award banquet would be open to the families. The girls needed no further excuse to get prettied up. 

Susie, the elder at 16,  picked through one rack. At 5'5 and with a slim body, she had no lack of dresses that would fit her. What she needed was the right color to compliment her Asian skin. The Chinese American loved her ethnicity, and had no desire to be overtanned like some of her classmates. She pulls a red dress out as she brushes back the bangs of her long black hair. 

15 year old Brianna had the tougher time. The brunette was 5'2 and wasn't just thin, but a bit on the too skinny side. Her arms and legs didn't have much to them. What did, however, was her chest.  Her breasts decided to start and continue to grow before everything else did. The B cup bra she wore was so tight she knew she had to step up to a C. Either way, it was hard to find something that fit properly. She pulls out a black and grey dress and gives it a tug to test it. It has enough elasticity to it to make it worth a try. 

The two walk back to each other to meet. Both of them wearing sweatpants and shirts, something easy to slip in and out of during changing.

Susie sees the pleased look on her friends face and calls out "Aw, Bri, you found something!"
"I hope so, I think it's stretchy enough to cover 'the girls', " Brianna jokes back
"Oh my God, you talk like you're cursed sometimes."
"I just don't want them down to my waist when I'm as old as my mother."
"Ew gross!" Susie exclaims, as they both share a giggle. 
"Ok ok, are we trying these on or what? Can we just walk in the dressing room?" Susie asks. 
Briana looks around, spotting the suit-clad Scott across the aisle. "Oo there's someone who works here. Let's be him, I don't want anyone running in thinking we're stealing the stuff"

Out of the corner of his eye Scott sees the two peering his way. He turns to look and they raise their hands and wave. He walks over to them and although he's dissapointed to see they went the lazy route dressing, he finds two bright and pretty faces smiling at him. 

It's the Asian girl who speaks. "Hi, we just wanted to try these on, didn't want to break any rules."
He looks down at their garments. The brunette holds her dress up and nods.
"Do we need, like, those tags that say how much we have?"
Scott shrugs and responders, "Usually yeah, but in this case we don't need to bother. Just one each?"
Susie raises her dress to match
"Yes" "Uh-huh"
"Ok. I just need to stay around this area, though. Ok? In case my boss walks by."

Brianna "OK"s him and heads off. Susie goes to follow but after a few steps she stops and turns to face him, her pink lips smiling. 

"Thank you, Scott." the she turns and joins her friend. As professional as he may have acted talking to them, he can't help but look at their young asses in the sweat pants. After the disappear into the dressing room it hits him that the girl used his name. He then chuckles as he remembers its printed there on his name tag. Was she looking him over?

The two girls enter the dressing room area. It's surprisingly spacious. There's a nice open hall and several room changing booths. Instead of small stalls with a curtain, there are roomier booths with wooded slat doors. They take adjoining booths and begin to change. 

Outside Scott finds some busy work while inside young bodies are exposed. Bottom sweat pants hit the ground and the shirts are pulled over and off chests. He can hear the faint conversation between them, it's all talk about the dresses and free tiny bit he hears he's bored by. 

Back inside doors open and the girls meet. They grow their hands out and squeak as they look each other over. 

"Ohmygod Susie you look so beautiful. You look like a movie star on the red carpet." The red dress may have given her that idea. The strapless red dress stops about mid-thigh. The fabric having a slightly folded look remanisant of a toga, although the large fold running off center may give off the idea it's folded like a towel, ready to be ripped off her body. The cups built into it give her nicely sized chest a little more oomph. 

"Oh Brianna that fits you sooooo good. I'm so happy you found it!". Her striped dress goes a little lower and hugs her body straight up. It ends abruptly above her bosom, like a tube tub, with no cleavage shown. However it fits like it was made for her. 

The pair move to the full length mirror in the hall. They pose and turn, checking out themselves and each other. Their bare feet silent on the carpet, it's only their voices that Scott hears outside, giggling and complimenting each other. His mind starts to drift. Plenty of time spent sitting on the sandy beach has fine-tuned his imagination. A pretty face and a cotton covered butt is enough to get him started. 

His mind shifts between one girl to the next, eventually settling on both. He doesn't know their names, but he doesn't have to when only imagining what their faces look like next to his cock. He figures the girls are young but they don't seem *too* young to place in his fantasies. 

In the dressing room the decision has been made. Both dressed are winners and the girls retreat back to their booths to change again. Susie finds herself giving her image a long glance as her mind also begins to drift. She looks good in this dress. She's not one to brag but she knows it, and she wonders if boys would. And not just boys, men? She surprised herself with that thought. Susie has been no farther than second base. The possibility of anything more was destroyed when her overbearing father found out. 

Her father was actually Asian American, but would never admit it. He was ashamed of his american biological father, a man he never knew. Therefore he decided to become the stereotypical strict Asian father, never satisfied with any of his child's accomishments. Susies mother, was of course, all Asian, and was fine with that style of child rearing. 

However, there's was complication to the story of her fathers birth. Four months ago Susie's grandmother called to her to have a private conversation. Susie loved her grandmother of course, but more so because she was so much nicer than her parents, and than she remember her deceased grandfather being. 

The reason for that went back to the waning days of World War II. It turns out her biogical grandfather was an American soldier. A GI from California who had a whirlwind romance with Susie's grandmother. As the story was told to her there was a light in the elderly woman's eyes Susie had never seen before. 

The story, as expected, did not have the happiest ending. Her family would  not permit her to leave with him, and instead married her quickly to a very mean man. Susie's grandmother had no choice but to take a subservient role, least her baby be taken from her. Her secret act of defiance was to convince him to move to the States, in hopes of finding her wartime love. 

The grandmother saw what Susie's father was doing, and warned her. She told the girl to be independent, to make her own decisions. Be young and be stupid, be happy. She had Susie swear to take all opportunities available to her. The oath now meaning so much more after the kind old lady passed. 

Seeing herself in the mirror she also saw her grandmother. She wasn't much older than Susie was when she met her American, the boy she never forget over the next 70 years. She described him in such detail, handsome and blonde. Her parents where enfuriated. Susie giggled, all these years later and it would still be the same story if Susie went with a boy like that...like the one outside the dressing rooms. Susie couldn't blame grandmother for making it with him. Susie's second base encounter had been with a scrawny Korean boy her parents had introduced her to. She had to basically force him to touch her. It wouldn't be like that with an American. "They know what they want," grandmother had said with a smile 

She's startled from her day dreaming by a bang on the door "c'mon Susie, what's taking you so long?" calls her friend from the other side of the door. 
"Uh, just checking the fit, I'll just be..." she replies as she turns to open the door and say it face to face. She's horrified when the metal latch comes off in her hand. 

"Ohmygod the door broke! I can't open it!"
Brianna laughs, "hahaha ok let me push it open." The girl gives it a shove but it doesn't budge. The latch may have broke but the lock stays secure. 
"Youre really stuck! This is so funny."
"Dont be mean, what do I do?
"Just scoot out under the door," Brielle instructs as she eyes the Clarence between the door and the carpeted floor. 
"There's no way I'm getting dirty! Just go get help, get the guy out there. Please, Bri?"
"ok, ok. Jeez you're helpless."

Brianna then interrupts her second daydream, calling for Scott with an "um, hello?" Making him jump slightly. 
"hee, hee. Sorry to scare you. Are you busy?"
Scott feels like he's been staring at the same shirt for five minutes, and now he's seeing that face he was just creaming in his dreams. 
"Um, uh no. Of course not, just...do you need anything?"

The brunette giggles. "Susie...my friend...the door broke and she's stuck in the dressing room." 
Scott's eyes widen. "Wow. I didn't even know that could happen. Um, lets go get her out then?"

They enter the dressing room side by side. He stops in front of the one lone closed door. 

"Susie?"
"...hi?" is the nervous reply
"Hey don't worry, I'm not gonna make you pay for the door. I'll get you out, ok?"
"Thank you...this is really embarrassing. I'm so sorry. It just broke!"
"Don't worry. I believe you. Now...a way out..

Scott steps back. He gives the door a push and feels its resistance. He looks down and judges himself too big to fit under the door. 

"Ok, if it's just the lock, then I don't want to push too hard and break the door, but I can't fit under"
"What about over?" offers Brielle. 
"Ah right, there are benches in the booths there, right?"
"uh huh"
"ok, I have an idea then. Susie?"
"here," calls the voice
"I'm going to hop over the wall. I need you to move over to the left side so I can hop on the right side. "
"Got it"
Scott turns to Brianna. "And I don't want my manager to see all this. Can you hang around outside, and if someone comes by, ask something about, like, bathing suits so they have to go to another department?"
She looks up at him. "Yeah I think I can do that."
"Thanks, I just don't one of my jerk bosses blame you for breaking the door, or yell at me for being in the woman's dressing room. So we'll avoid it entirely, cool"
"Yup" "Sounds good"

Brianna exits to take up position outside while Scott enters the adjoining booth. Standing on the built-in bench his head sticks up over the partition. Susies dark eyes look up at his tanned face. 

"I can't believe this is happening," he says to her
"I know, right? Shopping is dangerous." 
"Ha, here it is. Oh, did you like the dress?"
"Yes yes yes. You've got a sale if you can get me out of here"

She nods enthusiastically, the body movement unintentionally shaking her cleavage, making Scott's elevated view even better. 

"Well I'll try. Stand back now"

The surfer braces his hands and bends his knees, springing himself over the divider. Unfortunately one foots lands on a discarded shoe box from earlier in the day. He twists his body, attempting to balance it like he would on his surf board. Susie sees him and worries he'll fall. She steps forward next to him and grabs him, helping him to stay up. 

Scott puts his arm down to her to steady himself, and does. The brief moment playing out in silence as neither he nor she happened to cry out. The silence is mantained as the realize the position they've put themselves in. Scott's hand is attached to her bare thigh, the dress having ridden up some. As for Susie, one of her hands is on he small of his back, but the other one has slipped to a more awkward spot. Her hand is now cupping his crouch, and its not-yet flaccid penis. 

Scott takes a step away from her. Her hand hanging in the air where it is. Her dark eyes widen, her mouth slightly open in shock. 

"Fuck I'm so sorry, that was an accident and I wasn't trying to..." Scott starts to plead
"I won't say anything," Susie interrupts. 
"No? Thank you so much, I mean i don't know how I'd explain..."
"Are you hard?" she interrupts again. 
"Umm, not as much anymore."
"You must really like folding clothes," she jokes, giggling. 
"Oh god no its not like that. It gets boring sometimes and my mind wanders off to...well, you know. Wait, do you?" he asks, unsure of how a girl like her would think
She smiles in response. "I do. I think about stuff sometimes. About...you know..." she trails off, but points to his crouch. 
"Oh really? Are you, like, interested in it?"
She nods eagerly, then realizes it may have been too eager, "I've seen one..I mean, them before."
Scott smiles, amused at her correction, "And what did you think of the one?"
The girl bites her lip, nervous that she has to fess up, "it was kinda wierd because, um, he kinda didn't want to show me? Is that normal?"
Scott shakes his head, "Nope. He could have been shy but I couldn't see why he would want you to get a look."

Susie drops her head off to the side for a moment, looking at floor and thinking before lookup up and blurting out, "I wanna see yours."

Scott's jaw drops, but he tries to keep his cool. He's surprised by her request but, thankfully, he's not losing anything down below. 

"Yeah...yeah I'll show you." Scott hasn't a clue where this will lead, but he knows if he's going to show her, he wants to impress. He quickly thinks of an idea to solve both issues. 

"But if I show you I wanna be, well, 'ready', catch my drift? Just give me a moment to..."

"Would this help?" Susie asks, as she pinches the sides of the dress and pulls up, shimmying her hips as the red fabric comes up to her waist. Scott is treated to more of her soft porcelain skin. The uncovered flesh no paler than the rest of her oriental body. At the top of her thighs, a pair of lacy black bikini style panties covers her most intimate spot. 

His hand drops down and squeezes his fast-stiffening rod. "Yeah, you saved me some time there"

Her eyes go from his handsome face, where she enjoyed seeing his eye drop to her body, to the hands that are now starting to unfasten his belt and pants. He unclasps and opens his belt, then unzips his pants. He then pushes his boxers down with one hand and with the other pulls out his dick and balls. 

"Oh, wow..." Susie exclaims, trailing off as she slowly starts to close the distance between then. Her hands let go of the dress but the material still stays bunched uparound her waist. 

"You wanna touch?" Scott asks; as he flexes, making his thick erection spring up. 

Susie nods and reaches out, wrapping her tiny hand around his member. All she can think about is how hot he is, and how angry her parents would be. In a brief moment she realizes how bad what she's doing is, then recognizes how much she wants to feel him. 

With teenage rebellion and lust in her mind, Susie begins to stroke Scott, pumping her hand up and down his gorgeous erection. It's so much bigger than her ex's. And she can't believe he's trimmed his pubic hair to almost nothing!

Scott reaches down behind her, squeezing her panty clad ass, eliciting a shiver from the girl that causes her to tighten her grip on his erection. Scott groans in response. 

"Ohmygod I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"No no, it feels good, really good. Keep going."
"I could do more things that feel good, if I can?"

"Yes," he replies. Getting a feel for where this is going, he leans back against the wall, letting his pants and boxers drop to his ankles. He hastily pulls his tie loose, unbuttoning his shirt and letting it open to show his tanned bare chest. His dress shirt falls to the floor next to the clothin Susie walked in with. 

Susie, in turn, drops her knees to the carpeted floor. Looking forward to the mirror opposite him, Scott sees her bare feet tucked under her cute ass, then sees her body rise as the back of her raven-haired head moves forward. He then feels wet warmth on his prick as Susie slides his member into her pink mouth. 

Her hand reaches up and her fingers circle around the base of his shaft as she moves her head back and forth, up and down the length of his impressive dick. Her head tilting at times, saliva working up around her little tongue and coating the flesh of his rod. 

Scott looks down. Her eyes are closed, her pretty face entirely focused on the task at hand, pleasing him with his mouth. It's working well. He begins to make some noise, soft groans in between small pleads of "Yes, oh that so good, uh huh keep going"

His hand reaches down and holds her bobbing head. Cradling it as the sixteen year old blows as him well as any girl ever has. When he begins to feel a familiar finishing feeling he squeezes her shoulder. 

"Ok, ok..I'm too close. I don't wanna cum yet"
Susie pulls her mouth off him and speaks for the first time since she dropped to the floor, "You don't want to cum?"
"Just not before you. C'mere, stand up."
She raises to her feet, a bit unsure. Scott reaches out, and finds the zipper to the dress. 

"Let's loosen this up, don't want anything to break".
The dress opens, coming loose off of her breasts. Normally Susie would be nervous about the modest size of her chest, but the other feelings she has right now override it. 
"Do you want to see my breasts?"
"Yes"

Susie pushes the dress down to her waist, the red fabric bunched there. Her small round breasts are in view to him, flawless ivory skin with brown nipples, stiff and erect. 

"Mmm damn you're gorgeous," Scott tells his has his hands touch her breasts. "Can you sit down on the bench for me?"

Susie nods then complies, putting her body on the narrow bench built into the booth. Scott kneels in front of her and reaches out, taking the black panties in his hands. 

"Scoot you butt up," he instructs. She complies again, lifting her bottom enough for him to pull her underwear down, sliding them past her knees and off. His hands pull at her legs but she doesn't need much help to spread for him. 

The young Asian opens her thighs for the blonde surfer boy in front of her. The shade of her skin doesnt change as it moves from her thighs to the most intimate skin around her pussy. Although a virgin, she's paid attention to the area, and only a small patch of sparse black pubic hair lays above her slit. She shivers as the boy runs his fingertips up her legs, knowing that the dick between his legs is so much different that the wooden hair brush handle she broke her hymen with. 

Scots hands make their way up to her pink folds. He runs his finger up and down, teasing it inside. The pleasurable sounds her hears her making above tell him she comfortable with him down there, which means she won't mind what his does next. 

"Oh God!" she cries out. She feels something different, and better, down below. She opens her eyes and sees the top of Scott's head nestled between her thighs. His tongue is doing all sorts of tricks to her, and she loves it.

"Ohhhhh yes yes yes!" Susie exclaims, nearly giggling at the improbability of this happening. She hear guys don't like to go down on girls, and here was this American boy who, at the moment, has his tongue so far into her that she wants him to taste her cervix. 

Her small hands grab his sun bleached locks, pulling his head to her as her thighs close around his ears, her body tenses and releases. 

"Uhhhhnngh yessssSSSSS!" she cries. Her moans muffed into Scott's ears, but traveling more freely outside of the booth, where Brianna has returned. 

It turns out she did have to divert someone away from the area. Taking the employee to be other end of the store and filling the time with questions until he excused himself. She returns, thinking its been so long that Susie and that cute guy must've taken care of things by now. 

She's surprised to see nobody out there, and heads into the dressing room. She's at the door when she hears her best friends moans. 

Brianna's eyes widen. She has spent enough time alone in the house with her slutty older sister and whichever boyfriend of the month there is, to know what she heard wasn't a sound of pain. 

She slips out of her shoes. Her bare feet make no sound on the carpet as she sneaks to the changing booth, Susie's sounds only getting louder. Brianna leans down before actually kneeling on the ground for a better view. She looks under the door and sees the back of the guy as he kneels on the ground and Susie's legs are wrapped around his head!

From her angle she can't see anymore of her friend, but she knows what's going on. She slides back out of view, putting her hand of her mouth to stifle her words. Inside her head, a silent voice screams "Holy shit! Suze is getting eaten out!"

She stays there on the floor, a bit in shock. Brianna was always the one to make Susie blush with a dirty joke, or to get her to clam up when talking about boys. Susie would be the one who didn't want to open up to discussion, and here she was very open to something else oral. And from the sounds of her cries, enjoying herself immensely. 

Susie was, because on the other side of the wall, Scotts tongue was paying very good attention to her tiny clitoris. His surprisingly strong tongue was pressing and flicking the pink nub, and Susie's body was responding. Her skin began to flush into a red color as her orgasm approached. 

"Uh, uh, uh, oh god. oh goddddddd. Yes yes yes I'm.....I'm..."

Brianna's jaw drops as she hears what her friend exaims next. Susie surprises herself as well, crying out something she never imagined herself admitting out loud. 

"I'm cummmmmmingggggggggg!"

Brianna figures this is a good time to leave though she find herself not wanting to. This may be her best friend but it's a pretty hot scene. If she sticks around she may see some of him, and more of her. She's a touch jealous that Susie is having fun with a hunk like him, but it doesn't stop the dampness from forming in Brianna's panties at the sound of her friend cumming. 

Susie's body comes down from its wave of pleasure. She lays there awkwardly, with not enough room on the bench for her to relax. Her legs open and Scott stands up. 

"Stand up for me," Scott asks. She does so, her legs a little shaky. He takes the dress in his hands and slides it up. She raises her arms to help and he removes it from her body. After it passes her head her hair falls back down to her body, slightly messier from before. Her dark eyes look up, catching his handsome blues. Her face showing a look of anticipation of being led through love making for the first time. 

She watches him gather her soft hooded sweatshirt, curious as he balls it up and puts it on the bench. He reaches behind her and squeezes her ass

"Can I get some of this?" he asks. 
Susie nods, unsure if he meant he wants her from behind in a regular way,  or it he aims to take her in the ass. She's scared of the second choice, but finds herself turning her back to him anyways, bending forward and taking the cold metal of the handicap rail in her hands. 

Susie bends over perfectly, her young growing tits hanging down below her. Scott stands behind her and takes his member in his hands, finding her hole between her pink lips. He gives a slight push and enters her. 

"Ahhhhhhooohhhh" Susie cries out, her body adjusting to the feel of the first penis inside her. Scott pushes more of himself into her slick cunt, his stiff rod spreading her soft insides. 

"It's so big! Oh god it's so big!"
Scott looks down, loving the sight of his tanned body pushing up on her pale skin. "You can handle it Susie, it's gonna feel even better soon."

Susie moans as Scotts hands take hold of her hips. Her eyes close as she focuses on just staying standing with hands tightly wrapped around the handrail supporting herself. Her knuckles white as the pleasure of his cock spreads through her body. 

He comes to rest with his pubes against the soft skin of her butt. His long stuff prick fully sheathed into her teen pussy. He listens to the sounds she is making, her slightly pained cries turning to a soft low moan. 

He hears her voice, although her head stays facing forward. 
"This is soooo good. Keep going"
With her command Scott starts to pump her, working his slick member back and forth, her body remains tight around it, but has relaxed enough to make the process easier. 

"Uhn, Uhn, Uhn, fuck. Uhhhhh yess" Susie moans, her tits and long locks of hair shaking back and forth at each thrust he gives her. Her arms weaken and fall. Now she knows what the sweatshirt was for. She curls her arms under her face and lowers her upper body, cradling it on the cotton. 

Scott turns to the side to see the entire scene displayed in one of the full length mirrors. His taught tan body stands upright, and the slim legs of his young Asian partner rise up, her body bent forward to show an adorable little butt. The top half of the girl is a tangle. Her hair spread over her curled arms, breasts pressed to her moans. Moans are muffled by the fabric of the shirt under her face, but Susie is constantly making noise. He finds her cute cries making him even more turned on, and he grunts as he reaches down and squeezes her white cheeks, spreading her ass to see her tiny brown hole sticking up. 

Susie's sounds change their pitch suddenly when Scott pushes his fingertip into her asshole. 

"Uhhh yessss yes yes yeOHHH FUCK. Nonono!"
She raises up, turning her head to him, "No no, no there. Something else. Anything else. Not there."
Scott can't say he's surprised to see her reaction, but he had to try it, "You wanna get on top"
She nods, "I can do that."
 
He steps back, sliding out of her and eliciting a groan from both. She steps away and Scott sits down. His lower half is bare, pants and underwear collected around his feet. His tie loose and shirt open, his toned and tan chest in view. Susie's eyes are on his lap. His erection sticks up like a flag pole, glistening with what she knows are her own juices. 

She slides her nude body onto his lap. Gently placing each leg beside him, her parted thighs around his dick. They both look down at the connection between them, as Scott takes himself in his hand and steadies it as Susie positions herself over it. As the tip nudges her hole, she lowers herself to take it in

"Ohhhuhuuuu"
"Ahhhhhhhh"

His hand comes up and brushs back Susies dark hair from her face. He looks at her cute round face and tells her, "You're so beautiful."

She beams, smiling wide as his cock now slips halfway inside. "You too. I mean, you're cute, um, handsome" she says, flustered. Then she blurts out, "This is my first time." Embarassed by the confession she turns away, until his hand pulls her face back to him. 

"You're doing awesome, don't worry, just do whatever you want to do."

Susie's mind flashes to her grandmother, to her promise. Right now Susie is doing just what she wants. And that means being with a handsome white boy her parents would hate, much like her grandmother before her. But her parents thoughts don't matter to her, what matters right now is the pleasure, and how much of it she and Scott can share. 

Susie lowers herself down to his lap. His balls resting on her ass as his shaft fullly sheaths its way into her teen hole. She feels so full, and so good. Her head lifts up, her closed eyes pointing to the ceiling as her link lips part in a long moan. 

Her body leans back and Scott slides his hands to her back and pushed in, moving her chest forward. Her darkly nippled tits, perky and soft, find their way into his mouth. He licks and sucks them, making her gasp at the new feeling. 

"Ahhhhh yes! Oh god that's so good. Mmmmmm do that to me yesssss"

Susies body begins to move almost on its own. Her hips move back and forth as she discovers the pleasure she gets from grinding herself against his hard body. She begins to move faster, her little ass clenching as she digs her clit between their bodies. 

Scott helps up top, his hands and mouth paying attention to her sensitive young chest. Her head drops down close to his as she breathlessly admits, "this is so incredible...oooooohhhuuooooooo I feel so good!"

One of Scott's hands grab her bottom, his strong grip strengthening the pressure on her insides. "So do you, your pussy is so tight."

She smiles, thinking to herself. Here she was with this awesome surfer boy  fucking her, telling her how good her body is, she starts to feel so sexual, energized and invincible. 

"Mmm Scott. The thing you did before. My butt...do it again"

He's surprised but won't question her. His hand curls around, and he slides the tip of his finger into her anus. Almost instantly the increased pressure gets to Susie. 

"Ohhhhhh Ah Ah Ah!"

Her body lifts up in response, trying to get away. However Scott lifts his hips up to match, and they lower back together. His other hand slides around her back, pulling her body right to his. 

Her head drops down as she nuzzles his neck. They speak with hot breath close to each others faces. 

"Your dick is so good, I don't think I can take much more. "
"Just a little more. Ride me Susie. C'mon ride me hard"

The fifteen year old begins to slide her body back and forth, working the hips of her oriental body against the American one underneath. She hears him egging her own, talking about his big dick and her tight little pussy, and it's all true. She can feel the pleasure coming again, but she needs to tell him one thing. This story cant end up exactly like her grandmothers. 

"Ohhhhh Scott...I can't...I don't...don't...uhhhhnnnnngh.....can't cum in me"
"Where do you want it?
"Anywhere...I'll...my mouth...my mouth"
"Ok when I tell you, you gotta get off and do it, ok?

Susie head nods against him. 

"God I can't wait. I wanna cum so bad. I wanna see you swallow. Tell me you'll eat my cum."
"I'll do it. I'll eat it...I want to, Scott I want to. I wanna eat your cummmmmaaaaaieeeeeee!!!!"

Susie yells out, a high pitched cry as her admittance pushes her into her second orgasms. Scott holds her body as she shutters, the pleasure hitting her. Her tight hole spasms, and as she grinds down Scott feels his own reaction start. 

"Oh fuck you gotta get off, Im gonna cum!"

Her orgasm not even fully finished, Scott helps lift her off before she collapses to her knees. She moves her head forward but it's Scott who grabs it and shoves his dick into her mouth. 

"Uhhhhhhyes. Oh yes. Yes yes yes. So good. Ohhhhh so good"

His groans are are similarly loud, but deep. His own spasms push his coock into Susie's throat. Lost in the pleasure of her own organs, the girl doesn't mind the uncomfortable feeling of his prick tickling the back of her throat. Her esophagus opens up as Scott fills it with his seed. 

Susie's beautiful face attatches to his body, her eyes close and her cheeks hollow, her throat working as she hungrily sucks down Scott's thick semen.  As his groans fade and his dick starts to go limp Susie's eyes open. She keeps her lips tight as she slides her mouth off him, pulling every last sperm with her. She swallows one last time, running her tongue around her mouth to clean it from his jizz. 

She brushes her hair back. It's messier than before, and her skin flushed with color, but the young girls eyes are bright, and she looks as excited as she did before their encounter. 

"So, about what just happened..." she giggles, looking up at him. 

Back outside Brianna had heard Scott's loud final groan and she know what that means. She's heard her sisters boyfriends make that sound shortly before the sounds stop. And so that would mean he and Susie went all the way. She walks slowly, still surprised at her friends actions. Susie has been more rebellious these past few months but this was so unexpected. Brianna herself may be the more impulsive of the two, but she wonders if she would have the guts to do what Susie just did. 

As she nears the booth she hears the rustle of clothes and quiet conversation, too quiet for Brianna to decipher. She gets closer. It then that the door is opened with a strong tug. Broken no longer. 

Brianna and Scott share an akward look at each other before he exits the area. Susie steps into the doorway, her jaw open with a look at her freshly-fucked best friend. 

"You slut!" the brunette exclaims in a good natured way
"No no its not like that. It won't be happening like that again," Susie explains as she hurriedly tries to fix her hair. "That was special."
"He was special? Suze take it easy, you don't even know him..."
"No," Susie interrupts, "He was lucky. Handsome, but lucky. I just needed to...ohmygod maybe I am a slut..." she grins. "I just really wanted to do *it*"

Brianna laughs, approving of Susie's choice. A little jealous but she will hear all the details soon. However, there's one current concern. 

"Susie...tell me you worked out a discount on this dresses, right?"

Her friends eyes go wide and she realizes her missed opportunity

"No, but I think I may enroll in the frequent shopper program!"

El fin



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