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From: jibsheet26@hotmail.com (Jib)
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Subject: {ASSM} Dressing Room (Voyeur, Exhib, Mast, F/M, M, F)
Date: Mon,  9 Sep 2002 15:10:05 -0400
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Dressing Room
copyright 2002 by Jibsheet

With a laugh and kiss you disappear into the dressing rooms. Like most
guys, left waiting in the women's dress section, I wander around the
racks, feeling very "out of my element" and hoping I don't look too
foolish...kind of like that guy there, obviously also waiting for
someone in the dressing room. He and I exchange brief sympathetic
smiles, and I wander on, wondering why they don't seem to put chairs
out near the dressing rooms anymore. Didn't they used to?

I'm a little ways beyond him when I hear him gasp - turning, I see him
staring fixedly at the open curtains of the dressing area, and watch
as he edges a little closer. I move quietly behind him, and then I see
what he sees. You.

You've picked a cubicle close to the door, and I'm not sure if you
intended it or not, but the curtains across the front of your cubicle
aren't completely closed...from where he and I stand, we have a pretty
good view! We both watch as you step out of one of the dresses,
bending over...he licks his lips as he takes in your soft hanging
breasts, the stretch of your green panties, contrasting so nicely
against your pale skin. Your nipples are hard and stiff, no doubt from
the air conditioning, and as you step and bend to retrieve the dress,
we both get a nice view of your ass, and quick peek at your cunt. Then
you're sliding a new dress up over your body, and he's unconsciously
rubbing the front of his pants as he watches...Idly, I wonder which
cubicle his wife or girlfriend is in....and then a very hot idea
occurs to me.

I step up near him, and my low whisper startles him.

"Nice view, huh?" 

"ohgod, I'm sorry!" He stammers, worried that he's been caught
looking..."I didn't mean..I, ah....."

I cut him off. "Don't worry about it! I don't mind you watching, in
fact, I suspect she left the curtains open on purpose...probably
intending to tease me! Want to watch some more?....ok, then just stay
here, and give a whistle or something if one of the sales girls shows
up..."

Leaving him wondering, I slip through the curtains and into the
dressing area. A few quick steps takes me into your cubicle.

"What? Baby...what are you doing back here?" Your grin tells me that
you know full well *what* you THINK I'm doing there.  I pull you to
me, and my mouth covers yours, cutting off the protest. We kiss, deep
and hot.  As always, our desire and passion fuel our lust.

"Are you my slut?" I whisper, as my hands run down your back; down
your ass, pressing you into me.

"You know I am baby....but...."

"Be quiet then! You've got an admirer outside....he's been watching
you undress, and now he's going to watch some more...."

"Oh god, baby....that was for you, I didn't know.."

"Hush! I was watching too...now close your eyes, my slut!

I watch as you obey, and then I turn you around to face the opening in
the curtain, and pull you back against me. I bend and whisper in your
ear, even as my hands continue to run over your body.

"I want him to see what a good slut you are, baby....I want him to see
how you like to be used!"

You gasp at the thought, then catch your breath as I slide the dress
of your shoulders, letting it fall around your waist.

"He's looking at you now, baby....looking at your breasts, watching me
show you off..." With both hands, I seize your breasts, raising them
and offering them to our watcher. My fingers twist your nipples,
hard...and, still twisting, pull them out in hard nubs of pleasure.
You groan, and arch yourself towards my hands.

"Yesssss, you like that, don't you my slut....."

"ohgod yes......more please....show him what a slut I am!" You gasp.

I reach down with one hand and gather the hem of your dress, raising
it.

"Hold your dress up, baby!

"Yessss......show him, master...."

I force my hand roughly between your legs, across your wet panties.
You open your legs to give me access, widening your stance. I look up
at the guy outside....he's pressed up close to a rack of clothes, eyes
fixed on that green triangle of material between your legs, and the
motion of his arm tells me he's rubbing himself as he watches.

"He's watching you, my slut....he wants to see your cunt. Pull down
your panties!"

You hold the dress up with your arms pressed against your side,
groaning as my fingers continue to twist and pull at your nipple. Your
hands slide under the panties, and I use my free hand to help you push
them down to your thighs.

"Like this, master? Should I show him my cunt like this?

"Yes! Perfect, my Slut!"

I force my hand down between your legs again, roughly seeking your
cunt. I find your lips, and spread them, then drive two fingers up
into your wetness. Two, three quick strokes are enough to coat my
fingers, and I pull them out, raising my hand to your face. I rub your
juices across your lips, and your tongue lashes out, trying to taste
my fingers. You are moaning; your breathing is fast and hot.

"Is he looking, master? Is he looking at what you're showing him?

"Yes, he's looking, my slut....and now he's going to watch as you cum.
Are you ready to cum for him, baby?

"Ohgodyesss......please....please make me cum!"

I drive my fingers back up into your cunt, fucking with them, hard and
fast. Your moaning increases, and I slide my fingers up, finding the
hard nub of your clit. My fingers dance across it, filling your body
with pleasure. With my other hand, I drop my hold on your nipple, and
seize your hair, pulling back and down so your body leans against
mine, and arches toward your watcher.

"Cum for me! Cum RIGHT NOW! Show him how hard my slut cums when I
force her to share her body like this!!"

"Ogodddddyess.....ohfuck......yes masteri'mcummmingggggg!"

You tense in my arms, mouth open in a soundless scream of pleasure.
For long seconds you stay like that, taut and arched.....then your
orgasm hits and you fall back against me, pumping your hips against my
thrusting hand in your cunt. As you cum, I see your eyes flutter open,
and you watch your watcher as the pleasure washes over you.

"godbaby, he's watching me cum....agggghhhh...."

I pull my hand out of your dripping cunt, reaching between us for my
belt. My other hand is still tangled in your hair, and I pull you down
with your hair, forcing you to your knees. You know instantly what I
want, and your mouth is opening even as I struggle, one-handed, with
my zipper. You reach to help, eager for my cock...the tip appears, and
your mouth fastens on it....I push my clothes out of the way, seize
your hair in my hands, and push my cock deep in your mouth. I'm as hot
as you are, and as eager to cum now...I begin fucking your mouth, hard
and fast, arching for my own pleasure now...your hands drop between
your wide spread legs, and I know from your moans around my cock that
your are touching yourself there....

As I drive myself towards my orgasm, I sense a movement...turning my
head, I see the curtains of the cubicle opposite yours moving....a
hand appears on them, pulling them open just enough for me to see
inside....a woman.....watching us too.....how long has she been
watching? She's wearing her bra and panties, but her other hand is
under her panties, moving...she's pleasuring herself as she watches
you pleasure me.....as my cock swells, I realize I she's been watching
the whole time, watching as you came on my fingers for her husband,
also watching....my cock throbs in your mouth, and I force it
deep....fighting to hold back my groan of pleasure as my hot cum
pulses into your mouth....I fuck hard into your mouth as I fill it,
but my eyes are locked on hers....watching her cum too.....quietly but
obviously....my last pulses coat your tongue and I fall back, my wet
cock sliding out of your mouth.

We look at each other then around the cubicle, laughing at the jumble
of clothes; at the wrinkled dress around your waist.

"Oh my God, baby.....I'll probably have to buy this one now! God, that
was hot!.....Quick, get out of here before anyone sees you!"

"Too late for that, lover," I laugh. "We've had an audience of at
least two for a while now...I'll tell you later!"

Fastening my belt, I slip out of your cubicle, smiling at the woman
across the way, who's quickly pulling her curtains shut again. The guy
outside looks around quickly and then nods, telling me it's safe to
come out.

"God, that's one hot woman you have there..." he says, "I almost came
in my pants watching her!"

I join in his laughter. "Well, you may not have cum yet, but I think
your wife did while she watched us!"

I laugh at his surprised look, and I reach into my pocket, to find a
somewhat crumpled business card there. With my pen, I circle my cell
phone number, and hand it to him.

"If you're interested, why don't you call me later? I think my slut
could probably take good care of the problem she's cause for you!
After all, it doesn't seem quite fair that you're the only one of the
four of us who hasn't cum yet!"

I turn to you as you come out of the dressing room, licking your
lips.....and I notice you aren't carrying any of the dresses you took
in to try on.

"Hi Baby! Not going to get anything?"

You laugh...."No.....I didn't think any of them looked very good ON
me....."

You wink at the guy standing there, and we walk away, giggling like
little kids over our fun!

--end--

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