Hi, I’m Kim. I just have to tell someone what happened to me (Or maybe what I did). I got a lot of cash for my eighteenth birthday, so I decided to pamper myself by going to the mall and buying really nice underwear. Nothing makes me feel sexier than putting on my Bras and panties after a shower. Anyway I was in one of the nicest stores in L.A. and just browsing through everything when this very erotic looking blonde came walking in with some guy. I couldn't take my eyes off her, she was beautiful. He went over and took a seat in the corner like he was and was ready for the wait. The blonde came slinking toward me and I was getting a little embarrassed, because she looked straight at me and got me a little flustered. She was actually getting me excited and that was a strange new feeling for me. I have never thought a woman would have that kind of effect on me; she was so sensuous you had to notice. I really wanted to speak to her but was too excited and aroused to respond. I managed a weak smile, but my heart was starting to race a little and I was a bit confused by what was happening to me. She was looking at the bras on the other side of the rack, and as she got closer to me, I was getting excited to be so near her. She was beautiful, with dark green eyes, dark blonde hair and a rich olive complexion, and she was wearing the thinnest, sexiest top I'd ever seen in a public place. I couldn't help but look at her nipples, because they were showing right thru the material. I looked up and she was looking right at my breast and that sort of removed some of my guilt. She looked at me almost like she was flirting with me and I liked it. As she got directly in front of me my heart was pounding, and I just couldn't stop staring at her. Finally she passed by me, I couldn't take anymore; I grabbed some bras and headed for the dressing room. God! I was actually getting turned on by this woman, and it was a strange, nice, and exciting feeling. This was all new, when I showered with other girls in high school this never happened before. I got to the dressing room quickly and took the stall toward the back and apparently I was so flustered I didn't completely close the curtain. I had my back turned to the entrance as I removed my top and bra, but when I picked up the first bra to try on, I turned toward the front of the booth to use the mirror and there she was in the booth across from me. I froze; she was standing there with her top off and displaying the most beautiful breast. She was standing at an angle to me and I had a perfect profile of her breast, and her now fully erect, nipples, they were beautiful and she was just standing looking at herself in the mirror. I just stood there feasting on her beauty. God, this was weird, but I couldn't stop looking at her. Finally she turned toward me and looked straight at my breast. I was dumb struck and didn't know what to do. She smiled and then started putting on one of the bras she had chosen. She turned toward the mirror and started fondling or massaging her breast thru the bra.
Oh god! I was dying she had me so excited I couldn't think. She was turning me on, I was getting embarrassed and wasn't sure what to do, but I didn't stop looking. I must have dropped the bra, because the next thing I knew I was standing there watching her, cupping and fondling my breast. This was the most exciting thing I'd ever done. My heart was pounding and I loved it. She held up a pair of thongs to look at for a second or two and then she started to removed her spandex shorts, she was going to try on the panties, as she turned to face me I was about to lose it. I wanted to do something, but wasn't sure what. She was totally shaven, tanned all over, she was so beautiful and I wanted to feel her skin or something, but I was certainly too scared. Damn I wish I had more nerve. She spread her legs and put her hand directly over herself, not trying to hide herself, but I think teasing me. She started to rub herself and then slowly, seductively slid her hands up to her breast. She never took her eyes off my breast, but stood for another minute fondling and caressing her own tits. She reached for the panties, and slowly pulled them up to cover herself. She wiggled a little to get the panties on, and it was so erotic, I was going out of my mind. She started to rub herself thru the panties, like she was trying to position them, but what she was doing was driving me crazy, and that's exactly what she wanted to do. Oh god, I was so turned on and I wanted to be standing closer to her, maybe hug her or something. She smiled and lowered her hands back down to her panties. She slowly removed the panties and then brought her hand back up to caress and fondled her pussy. As she stood gently sliding her middle finger up and down the lips of her pussy, I never stopped looking. I was staring at her and I didn't care. I realized I was standing there with my hand under my skirt playing with myself. I was so wet it was incredible and I wanted to be closer to her, but was just too afraid. She removed the bra and stood looking at me, almost daring me to come to her. It was a game to her, and she could win only by getting me over there. I was wet and ready for the next step, and I didn't care anymore I wanted to touch her and feel her skin against mine. This was insane, but I was going to go to her. Just as I took one step toward her, I heard someone say "does anyone need any help"? I panicked and froze in my steps. The blonde said "No thanks, I'm almost finished. I couldn't speak, but instead stuck my head out and shook it to indicate, no. Oh god, I was never so scared in my life. I just tried to get dressed to get out of there as fast as I could. When I stepped out of the stall the blonde blocked my path, and handed me a note. She said, "Please here's my number, call me, my name is Cindy and my husband will be going to work in less than an hour. I want you to come share some wine with me, and maybe we can finish what we started." She turned and walked away, I waited a few minutes trying to collect myself, and then walked out to the cashier. It was the young lady that came to the door of the dressing room. She said her name was Karen, and asked if everything fit okay. I explained I was going to try some of them on at home and would be back the next day. She said, she saw me go into the dressing room and wanted to come and help me, but she got busy. She went on to tell me she was working the next day and if I came in anytime between 3 and 5 she was never busy then, and would very much like to help me try on things then, if I wanted. She was really pretty, small, but had a perfectly gorgeous body, and very voluptuous for a small person. Her breasts were really nice, very full, sort of flowed up out of the top she was wearing. So beautiful, she was probably Mexican, but had no accent, so maybe she was born here in California. I loved looking at her and I think she knew it. She was really a very sweet person and now I was kind of sorry that I got so scared. I thanked her and paid for my purchase and left. I did call Cindy and it was one of the best things I ever did. We drank wine and talked for a while, and when she thought I was relaxed and okay with what she wanted to do, she made her move. She leaned over and kissed me, and I swear it was the most exciting minute of my life. I couldn't believe how much I enjoyed her lips on mine. She moved slowly at first, she knew this was all new to me and she was being very kind. As I grew more comfortable, she didn't hold back, and kissed every inch of my body as she removed my clothes, piece by piece. She was the most passionate person I'd ever been with. She sent me to a hold new level and I loved it. I'll never give up men, but she sent me to a level no man could ever understand.
The next day I did go back to the store to exchange some of the things. I'd been so nervous and so much consumed by Cindy, that I think I missed some signals from Karen. As I'm driving to the store it occurred to me, maybe she wanted me to come back for other reasons. She had worded her statement very carefully. Since she was so sexy and cute, well... When I got to the store Karen was there and working all alone, and there was not one other customers. Perfect, I said hello, and ask if she had time to help me and she said of course, "I wouldn't miss the chance." Now I was sure she was interested. God, she was so cute and I swear her dress was sexier and showing more breast than the one from the day before. I was not going to take a chance on her getting busy again. I quickly grabbed some things to try and told her I was ready.
Choosing my words carefully and I was hoping she was ready. She said go ahead, take the very first stall and put on what ever you want to try and I'll be right in to check them. I was nervous, but really wanted to do this. My heart was racing a little and I liked it, maybe I was about to find a new friend. I removed my top and my bra. I had chosen a bra with the lowest cut, with some lace and it was about as sexy as a bra can get. I put it on and looked in the mirror; it was hot and should get some response from Karen. Within a minute she was there and she didn't hesitate to look at my large fully displayed breast. It was almost like they were being served on a platter, an offering to her. She looked wantonly at them and said, "beautiful, what a nice choice for you." I could tell she was nervous, but a little excited.
She ask me to turn around, as I did so, she slid her hands across my back, and said "looks really good here". She asked if it was comfortable. I told her it was very much so. She placed her hands on my back again, and so slowly she moved them to the center and started to run her fingers along the straps. She asked if I thought they need to be adjusted. I loved the attention and said, do what ever you think best. She said lets adjust them a little and see how you like it. God, I loved what she was doing so much. She slid her fingers under the trap and began extending them. I was getting turned on already. She continued to slide her fingers around under the straps and finally she asked me to raise my arms. She moved her hands along the band to the front and placed them under my breast, and asked me if the cup was comfortable. I said,” very." She then placed her fingers in the top of the bra and asked if it was too tight and I replied no it feels perfect. We were both probing and exploring, and we knew it, but it was exciting and a wonderful feeling. She cupped my breast again, this time she lifted, and I felt like she was squeezing them a little. As she was holding my breast, I felt her tits rubbing against my back, and I loved it. God, I was getting so turned on. Finally she said, "This is great, I would like to see you try the matching thong, shall I go get them? I was more than willing to try anything she wanted, and told her yes, please. By the time she got back I had removed my skirt and was standing there with my feet spread apart, wearing my heels, stockings, panties and bra. She stopped and looked, long enough to take it all in, and I think enjoying it very much. She stood there and casually looked me over, from top to bottom and then slowly back up. She said, here try these. As she stood looking, I slid my panties down over my shoes, and started to pull the thongs on, she said here let me help you. She stepped forward, to take hold of each side of the thongs and gently she began to slowly pull them up, never taking her eyes away from the newly trimmed hair on my pussy. My heart was pounding and I wanted her, right here and now. I wanted something more from her and I was going to try to have it. As she looked up, I put my hands on her shoulders and she immediately raised her beautiful beaming face toward mine.
So pretty, she had the sexiest most erotic mouth, with pouting, full lips and I couldn't resist. I was going to make a move, I leaned forward and she raised herself up on her toes to meet my lips. Oh God, she was as ready as I was. Her mouth was eager and she was probing with her tongue and pulling me closer to her. God this had to be the most exciting thing I'd ever done. My heart was pounding, my mind was racing, it was all too much too fast, but I was not stopping. Karen was really turned on, and I thought she was going to suck the tongue right out of my mouth. She was every bit as turned on as I was. As we stood there embracing, I could feel her firm tits pressing against mine and it was so incredibly wonderful, different and exciting. My heart had never pounded so fast and I was so full of lust for her. We were pressing our breast together harder and harder. Starting to grind our bodies together, as she began running hers hands all over my butt and my back. It was like a marathon and neither of us could get there fast enough, and I was right there with her all the way. I was breathing harder and very desperate to have more of her right now, but she pulled away and said I'm sorry, but I have to go check the floor or somebody will come back here looking for me. God, I was so turned on, and I could only nod. I had soaked the thongs; the wetness from my pussy was soaking right thru them. It was okay, because I knew I was going to buy them. God, I wanted to do more with her. She was exciting, but also so sweet, and wonderful. I wanted her so badly. I waited a couple more minutes and got most of my composure back and then slowly got dressed. I went out to the sales floor and she was with a customer, so I knew our brief, but incredible encounter was over. I browsed until she finished with her customer, and then purchased the bra and panties. When she picked up the thongs, she could feel the wetness; she put them to her lips and kissed them. I loved it, and told her I wanted to return the gesture, but with her wearing them. She laughed and it felt good, we were past the probing and discovery stage. We were both ready to move forward, maybe be more passionate. We agreed to meet after she got off work. I have to go to school and I’ll tell you more then. I will tell you this now; there is a wonderful new world out there for me, and for you.
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