Date: Mon, 20 Nov 2006 11:25:11 -0800
From: Marnie
Subject: Pizza Girl - Chapter 5

     When I got into the limo I leaned back, exhausted
against the comfortable leather seats and closed my eyes. I
could feel the butt plug in my ass and the egg-shaped
vibrator in my pussy, but I was really too tired to care.
     "What did you think of our girl in there?" I heard
Monica ask Jennifer.
     "She was really good," Jennifer answered, "so sexy."
     "I think Helga was pleased," Monica added.
     "Yes.yes I think she was," Jennifer agreed.
     At that point I must have dozed off because the next
thing I remember was Monica gently shaking me.
     "Come on sleepy head," she laughed, "time for you to
get some descent clothes."
     The door opened and I followed Jennifer out of the
limo.
     My mouth dropped open. This was no small adult store.
We were in front of a huge department store in the largest
mall in our town. I looked down in horror at my attire. I
was still dressed in my skimpy bikini. The robe that we had
gotten at Helga's was absolutely transparent. I might as
well have not had it on. I hesitated at the limo door.
Monica pushed me from behind.
     "Come on, you can't shop from here," she chided me.
     But.I can't go in like this."
     She interrupted me. Her voice was now stern and
commanding. "You not only can, but you will. Don't forget
our little tape of your show dear."
     My body sagged with resignation, of course she was
right. I had to do whatever they wanted. I was totally at
their mercy. I started walking toward the entrance to the
store. I had thought that the adult store had made me
uneasy, it was nothing compared to what I felt now.
Immediately upon my entering the store all eyes went to me.
At first there was a hush, but almost instantly that was
broken by a swell of murmurs and whispers. The sound
followed us as we walked down the aisle.
     "Jennifer, take Maggie over to the clothing area and
help her pick out something," Monica suggested.
     Jennifer took my arm and guided me down a side aisle.
We went to a rack of short skirts. Jennifer started to talk
to me about some she liked. I really couldn't concentrate on
anything she said. I was totally distracted by the crowds
staring at us, or rather at me.
     All of a sudden I did a little jump. From somewhere,I
couldn't see her, Monica had activated the vibrator in my
pussy. The vibrations were right on my G-spot. Crowd or not,
I couldn't help myself I moaned softly. The positioning of
the vibrator was such that the vibrations also went through
the thin wall between my ass and pussy and were transferred
to the butt plug. I reached out and grabbed hold of the
dress rack. My eyes closed, I couldn't ignore the feelings
going through my body. My legs spread slightly and I stuck
my ass out a little. Unconsciously, I reached up and started
to massage my breast through the thin robe and bikini top.
My knees bent spreading my thighs further apart. My head
bowed forward and my hips started to move as if I were being
fucked from behind. I couldn't suppress my lust any longer.
"Ahhh!" I moaned. "Oh God, yesssss," I hissed. With one hand
now shamelessly massaging my breasts, my other hand left the
dress rack and moved down to rub my clit. I pulled the robe
aside and frantically started to rub my stiff little nub
through the material of my bikini. My knees bent further so
I was in an obscene squating position feverishly rubbing my
body in time to the vibrations in my two orifices. I came
quickly. My head flew back. "Ahhhh, oh fuck, oh God, so
good," I felt my pussy and my ass contracting against the
toys inside me. "Yes, yes," I grabbed the rack again to keep
from falling. I was still panting heavily when Jennifer came
up beside me.
     "Come on Maggie, I think these will look nice on you."
She led me to a dressing room like nothing had ever
happened. I was totally oblivious to the trail of shocked,
staring shoppers that we left in our wake.
     I followed Jennifer into the dressing room area and
down a short hallway with dressing stalls on each side. She
opened one of the doors, stood aside and I walked in.
     "Hello dear," Monica was sitting on the bench in the
small room. "That was quite a performance. Before we go any
further, you need to do something for me."
     "Yes ma'am?" I wasn't sure what she wanted.
     Monica raised her dress up to her waist revealing her
shaved pussy. She was not wearing any panties. "Do me," she
said. It was said with a soft voice, but it was definitely
an order.
     Without hesitating, I knelt in front of the blond
woman. As I leaned forward, I smelled the strong scent of
her pussy. I moved closer, stuck out my tongue and lightly
brushed it over her wet pussy slit.
     "Yes, that's it," Monica moaned softly.
     I had never had oral sex with a woman before, but
Monica's response gave me confidence and I pushed my tongue
between the folds of her outer labia and licked her wet
inner lips. I tasted the sweet nectar of another woman's
cunt for the first time.
     "Oh God," Monica groaned spreading her legs wider.
     I reached up with my hands and spread her pussy in
front of me. My tongue found the hard nub of her clit and I
started to flick it back and forth.
     Monica's hands went to the back of my head and pulled
me further into her love hole. I increased the speed and
force of my tongue across her clitoris.
     "Oh fuck, oh yeah, that's it, eat me you slut," Monica
was grinding her hips on the bench and I had a little
trouble keeping my tongue in contact with her love button.
Instinctively now, for I had never done this before, I
thrust two fingers into her pussy as my tongue continued to
lash her clit.
     Monica's back arched and her hands at the back of my
head pulled so hard that I thought my entire head would
enter her cunt.
     "Oh Fuck!" she wailed. "Yes, God, yes, fuck me, fuck
me. I'm going to do it you slut, you're going to make me.
Fuck you I'm Cummmmmmiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnggggggg!" Monica's
back arched, her hips rose off the bench, and her thighs
clamped around my head so hard it almost hurt. Her hips rose
up and down so that she was fucking herself on my entire
face. I kept my fingers and tongue going as best I could.
Finally, her legs went slack and she collapsed back on the
bench, her breasts heaved as she struggled to catch her
breath. I stayed between her legs, afraid to move without
being told.
     Finally, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled down at
me. "That was wonderful dear." I smiled back. "I'm almost
inclined to keep you for myself, but we do have rules. Well,
shall we go?" She stood up and helped me off my knees. After
quickly looking in the dressing room mirror and fixing her
hair, she ushered me out of the dressing room.
     Jennifer was waiting by the door. The three of us
walked down the short hallway past the other dressing
stalls. When we got back to the main entrance to the
dressing area, there was a crowd of about 30 people standing
there. At the front was a fat security woman. She stepped
forward.
     "Ladies you will have to..."
     Before she could finish, Monica brushed her aside. "Out
of our way bitch," the three of us walked past the stunned
guard. The crowd parted as Monica led Jennifer and me toward
the exit. Just before walking out of the store, Monica waved
over her shoulder without turning around. "Have a nice day,"
she said cheerfully as we made our way to the waiting limo
at the curb.