Strutting through the mall, passing Victorias Secret, I look in and see you there searching through some panties. I pause for a moment studying you, appreciating the gorgeous curves of your body, your hair not quite hiding the sexy profile of your face.

From your expression, you look like youre doing a chore, and I always think shopping for lingerie should be fun. Pressing down the nervous feeling in my stomach, I walk into the store and come up behind you.

Perhaps, I could help you with your selection, I suggest in a calm, confident voice. You turn around, a look of exasperation and annoyance forming on your face, hinted with surprise when you realize how tall I am, your eyes traveling up to meet mine. When you see the cool confidence in my eyes and the naughty smirk forming at the corner of my mouth, your annoyance changes to attitude and defiance. What makes you think I want your help?, turning away from me, and aimlessly shuffling through panties. I have you. Soon enough Ive picked out a set of bra and panties which I want to see you in and convinced you try them on for me. We go back to the changing rooms together and when you come out, your eyes have a new playfulness to them and you spin around to show me all your goods. As you begin to turn to face me again, I grab your soft place cheek in one big hand and pull your body into mine, looking into your eyes, teasing you with the thought of my lips touching yours, pulling your hips against my leg firmer all the time.

I back you into the changing booth and press my lips against yours, passionately rubbing our tongues together, our lips locked. Spinning us around, I slowly lower myself onto the bench at the back of the booth, sucking and biting your neck and body as I do. One hand firmly squeezing your tit, I slide my other hand between your legs, parting them, and guiding one of your legs up onto the bench beside me. The mirrors all around you and the sounds of the people just outside in the store build your excitement. My mouth moves across you thigh, my hand move from your soft place to feel the warmth and wetness from your softness.

I guess youre gonna have to buy these panties now.

Pulling your panties to the side, I run my fingers along the opening to your softness before slipping two fingers inside of you and pulling your softness to my mouth working my lips and tongue gently over your exposed personal place.

As I see your excitement grow, I use my available hand to reach down and pull my length out of my pants, enjoying the look of surprise and satisfaction that crosses your face when you see my big length standing at attention. Working my fingers over your g-spot and flicking my tongue over your personal place, I sense that you are about to cum and pull my fingers out of your softness and stand and position myself behind you, bending you over, rubbing the head of my length against your eager softness. You give me a pleading look, hating me for torturing you so. I tell you to beg for my length. You resist, and I dip the head of my length into your softness and pull it back out, sliding it up along your softness, rubbing your personal place.

Beg. Still you resist, Play you! Put that length back in me, you whisper angrily. I smile and softly spank your personal place with the head of length. Pulling your head back by your hair, I look in your eyes as I slide my length deep into your warm wet softness, once, twice, and I pull out again. Beg for my length. All pride is gone now, washed away in a flood of desire and passion.

Please Michael, please give that good thingy Now I give you what youve been waiting for.

As the orgasm washes over you, all the building up, all the teasing, all the mental release has opened you up and the orgasm hits you hard making your legs weak. You forget where you are and moans begin to escape your mouth until I put the edge of my palm against your lips, allowing you to bite me hard while you orgasm so that you dont make too much noise