I couldn’t believe what I saw between her legs. Her panties were literally soaked. The inside of her thighs had small moisture droplets all over them and her jeans were visibly wet. I scooted a little to the side and looked up at the young sales woman. “Look at this,” I said to Susan, “everything is soaked.”
Susan kneeled down next to me and the two of us peered inside Jan’s jeans and inspected her thighs and panties. After a second, Susan smiled and looked up at Jan and then over to me. “She squirted,” Susan said, pointing to the wet marks inside Jan’s jeans and the clear droplets on her thighs, “see, it’s everywhere.”
Jan’s hands immediately covered her face in total embarrassment. But, as we kneeled in front of her looking at the shiny moisture, I put the final touch to Jan’s humiliation by placing my fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulling them down.
Jan never made a move to stop me or turn away. She stood perfectly still as I exposed her bare vagina to Susan. Jan even remained still as I reached up with both my hands to part her engorged lips, allowing us to see the pinkness buried inside her pussy and her cute little clit, which was still poking out of its protective hood.
I wanted so much to thrust my finger up into Jan’s pussy while Susan had such a close view, but I decided Jan had been through enough for now. I was just about to raise Jan’s panties when I saw Susan’s hand make a move toward the wet vagina in front of us. I turned to look at Susan and she pulled her hand back. I nodded to her and smiled, hoping she would raise her hand to Jan’s pussy again. She must have read my mind because she raised her finger confidently, ran it up between Jan’s pussy lips and wiggled her clit with her fingertip.
Jan gasped when she felt Susan’s touch, but she didn’t back away. “She’s sopping wet,” Susan said, “does she squirt like this all the time?”
Susan and I both looked up to Jan’s face. She was peeking down at us through her hands, partially hiding herself, but still leaving enough room for her to see what we were doing. I spread her lips further — as far as I could, now exposing her wet vagina as much as possible. I waited to see what Susan was going to do next, but when she lowered her hand and bent in closer to look up inside Jan’s pussy, I held her lips open and smiled up to Jan.
“She’s definitely got a beautiful pussy.” Susan said. “Her lips are perfectly shaped and such a tight looking hole.”
I had to make a decision to cut this short so I could move Jan into the dressing room for the next phase of her exposure. I was starting to be conscious of the time because I desperately wanted to get her back to her house so I could slide my cock into that Grade-A pussymeat.
I leaned over to Susan and asked her to pull Jan’s panties up. Susan giggled a bit and then reached out to grasp the waistband of Jan’s panties and tugged them up. As Susan stood, she pulled them into place and then ran her hand down the front of Jan’s panties and pressed her hand up into Jan’s snatch and began rubbing.
If I would have let this continue, I can almost bet one of them would end up sucking the other’s pussy, but my throbbing cock took control and as I reached out to pull Jan’s wet jeans up her legs, Susan dropped her hand and took a step back.
Not wanting to waste another second, I kissed Jan on the cheek, took her hand and led her to the dressing room. When Jan figured out where we were going, she turned to me and pleaded for me to take her home, saying, “You still want me to masturbate for you? After all of that? Haven’t you seen enough?”
I leaned in close to Jan and whispered softly into her ear, making sure I was soft enough that Susan couldn’t hear me. “Jan, do you honestly want me to stop? If this is unbearable for you or if you’re not getting off on it, tell me now and we’ll leave here immediately. But, I’ve got this feeling you really don’t want me to stop.”
She whispered back to me, softly telling me she didn’t want me to stop. “Okay then,” I replied, “just do what I say and let yourself get into it. Don’t be afraid to be nasty. This is a once in a lifetime chance, Jan. You’ve got the store all to yourself, and Susan is definitely interested in seeing more. Right here and right now you can realize your dream of being naked in front of someone.”
“But, she’s a…. uh, a woman.” Jan whispered.
“What does that matter? She’s hot for you,” I answered, “you’re turning her on. I bet you’ve made her wet as hell. Plus, she’s here and she’s interested. Let yourself be a slut for thirty minutes, Jan. Then, I’ll take you home, warm your butt with a nice spanking and you can ride my cock for an hour before I fill your pussy with cum.”
I could see her thinking about it. Her eyes shifted back and forth between me and Susan as she considered what she wanted to do. “What do you say?” I asked.
She nodded her head and I squeezed her hand to praise her decision. Then turning to look at Susan, I said “Okay if we try some things on?”
Susan quickly agreed and walked to us holding the bras and panties. I turned to Jan, pointed to the dressing room and told her to go ahead. “Don’t close the door,” I added.
When Jan turned to walk over to the dressing room, I handed my cell phone to Susan and showed her how to use the camera function. “Take as many pictures as you can, would you?” I asked. “All this is like a fantasy come true for her and I want as many pictures as possible.”
When Jan got to the dressing room, she took two or three steps inside and then turned to face me. As I walked toward her, she undid her jeans and pushed them down to her knees. “Very good.” I said. Then sitting on the bench in the dressing room, I pulled her over to me, turned her toward Susan and made her stand between my knees. As Susan took pictures, I ran my hands all over Jan’s ass and between her legs.
“Take off your sweatshirt and your bra now,” I instructed, “I want to see how hard your nipples are.”
She obeyed me perfectly, and looking directly at Susan and into the camera, she pulled her sweatshirt off and shook her hair loose. Dropping the sweatshirt on the floor, she reached behind and unclasped her bra and let it slide down her arms. Reaching up, I touched one of her tiny nipples and rolled it between my thumb and forefinger. Glancing up at Jan’s face, I could see her eyes were closed and her head was starting to drift back. “You okay?” I asked.
“Hmm, yes.” Jan answered. “That feels nice.”
“Good,” I replied, “now step out of your jeans and spread you feet so I can finger you.”
She did as I requested, spreading her feet enough for me to easily feel her up between her legs. I wasted no time and used both hands in examining her, front and back through her moist panties. I wasn’t rough with her, but I wasn’t soft and gentle, either. She moaned and swayed as I felt every millimeter of her. I creased her panties up into her butt crack and massaged her ass hole as my other hand felt her pussy. She was gloriously wet and the squishy sounds of her moisture echoed inside the dressing room.
“Lower your panties for me now, Jan,” I asked, “not all the way, just down to your knees.”
Again, she did as I asked and then spread her feet as wide as she could. I immediately pushed two fingers up into her pussy and started to move them in and out. I stopped every now and then to diddle her clit, but I didn’t linger there long because I didn’t want her to cum so soon after her wet explosion.
Susan was taking picture after picture and it wasn’t long before Jan was gasping and moaning. I made a conscious effort to lighten my touch so I wouldn’t make her cum, but she seemed to be giving all the signs that she was getting closer and closer. It finally got to the point where I knew I had to stop touching her but I didn’t want her to cool down.
“Jan, take your panties off now and hand them to Susan,” I said, “then get down on your knees in front of me.”
Jan looked at me, silently questioning my request. But when I lifted my eyebrows, she pushed her panties down, stepped out of them and handed them to Susan without any discussion. As she got down on her knees in front of me, I unbuttoned my jeans, pushed my underwear down and told her to suck me. I didn’t have to ask her again; she grabbed my pole and began licking and sucking my cock head like there was no tomorrow.
“Turn your body toward Susan,” I told her, “and open your legs so she can see your pussy while you suck me. Put your fingers down there and touch yourself, but don’t make yourself cum. All I want you to do is open yourself up so Susan can see how wet you are and how pretty your pussy is.”
I didn’t take into consideration what Susan might do or what her state of arousal was, but when Jan repositioned herself, opened her legs and started touching her pussy, Susan couldn’t take it anymore. She raised Jan panties to her nose and inhaled them deeply.
The next thing I knew, Susan set my cell phone down, walked right up next to Jan and kneeled down next to her. I watched in amazement as Susan reached over to grab one of Jan’s nipples with one hand, and reached toward Jan’s pussy with the other.
Jan’s mouth pulled off my cock and she looked over at Susan. “Oh, Gawd that’s nice!” Jan exclaimed. Then as I watched, Jan took Susan’s hand and guided it to her pussy opening and held it there. Susan got the message and began to piston two fingers in and out of Jan’s pussy and I realized at that point she was going to make Jan cum again — probably soon, too.