Date: Sun, 12 Jul 2015 11:54:52 +0000
From: Anna <annasici@anche.no>
Subject: The housewife at the sex shop

The city I live in, like any other large city, has a number of sex
stores. One of them, my favourite, is a female-exclusive store that is
aimed at giving women a relaxed and protected atmosphere when shopping
for toys, since we tend to be shy and embarassed around men when it
comes to our intimate desires. I love visiting there on occasion,
because I'm always curious to experiment with new and different toys,
find some stimulating "material", and also because it's the place where
I get encounters like the one I'm going to talk about here.

She came in by herself, the girl behind the counter greeting her
cheerfully. "Hello and welcome, feel free to look around and if there's
anything I can help you with just ask." Her name's Gina and she's a cute
little student who seems to enjoy working here to some extent. The woman
just smiled at her shyly, unsure where to look and what to do, then just
walked slowly down the aisles. I was standing at a corner where the
dildo section ended and magazines began (my favourite place) and was
just browsing through a few titles, a little bored, watching her as she
walked closer.

Unlike most other customers she didn't bring a friend along to giggle
and relax her, so I thought there must be a real need for sexual
satisfaction in her life to take on this bold new step, as embarassing
and unfamiliar as it seemed to her. She was dressed in a long coat,
which she closed all the way up to her neck and which didn't give away
much about her figure. Her face was nice, and round, with rosy cheeks
and not a lot of makeup, her wavy brunette hair cut mid-long and draped
over to one side. She seemed to be a few years younger than me, maybe in
her late 20s, but her conservative attire made her look older than she
actually was.

She was fixated on the assortment of dildos in front of her, careful not
to look at me or anyone else as she just went from one model to another.
I could see she really didn't even know where to start. "I like that
one," I said as she kept looking at one of my favourites, a shiny smooth
black vibrator with a fairly strong motor. Startled, she looked at me as
I smiled friendly back. "You can't really see it, but the vibrations are
quite powerful, better than most others," I said, trying to be helpful.
"I see," she answered, not sure what else to say.

"You know, finding the right model is a lifelong pursuit," I started
again, trying to ease her by joking a little. "Just like it is with a
real partner." She finally laughed a little and replied: "Ain't that the
truth," then sighed. "So... you think this one is good for... starters?"
She asked. I shrugged. "It really depends on what you're into," I said.
Knowing how hard it is for many women to talk about their sexual
preferences I tried to give her some hints and added: "If you prefer
anal, you may want to start with something smaller, when it comes to
vaginal, I found that having a vibrator that's penis shaped and a little
rough gives me the best stimulation, and if you're just looking for a
quick clitoral satisfation, just pick one with strong vibrations, like
this one."

She nodded, but still seemed a little lost. "You know," she said, "I...
I don't even know. Isn't that pathetic?" She smiled sadly. "I haven't
been with anyone for months since my husband... well, even before that
there wasn't much going on, and so... I don't really know." She looked
around even more lost than before. I smiled and rubbed her arm gently,
trying to ease her mind a little. "Well," I said, "maybe I can help you
with that."

She stared at me for a moment, as everything in her wanted to protest
and run away. Still, in the end curiousity overcame her fear, and maybe
something told her to just go with the flow this time, so she just
nodded and smiled as I took her by the hand and went with her and the
black vibrator to the counter to pay. The girl wished me, or us, I
wasn't sure, "lots of fun" as we went towards the exit.

Unlike most other sex shops this one didn't have any porn-booths, but
instead a separate area filled with lingerie, where my new friend and me
were headed. I headed for the dressing rooms as she followed me quietly,
afraid and aroused at the same time, as I could tell by the look on her
face. We took the room at the far end of the section and I pulled her
inside with me and closed the curtain behind us. Quietly, I unpacked the
dildo.

She stood there, unsure of what to do next, when I just put a finger on
her lips, motioning her to be quiet as I put the tip of the vibrator on
my own lips, and slowly wrapped them around it, licking it as I turned
it in my mouth to get some saliva all over it. My other hand moved from
her mouth down her throat to her collar and started to pull open her
coat. Underneath, she wore a neat white embroidered blouse and a
knee-long brown skirt. From what I could see, she was neither slender
nor chubby, but had a soft feminine body that didn't get much training,
but was also not too prone to put on weight. She was an inch or two
shorter than me, and since I've got a much "rounder" figure, she looked
quite small next to me, as I saw us in the dressing room mirror.

I rested my hand on one of her breasts and grabbed it through the
blouse, feeling it warm and full underneath the fabric. Her nipple was
hard and pronounced and grew even larger as I began rubbing and pinching
it. "Turn around," I whispered as I slowly sank to my knees in front of
her. She swallowed hard, trembling from excitement and fear, then did as
I said and faced the mirror. When I pushed up her skirt, she leaned
forward, thereby pushing her butt further out so I had nice access to
the area between her legs.

She wore stockings and a nice green garter belt under the skirt. I guess
she wanted to feel sexy when going to the store, and it actually gave
her figure a nice shape and something... hot that was not readily
apparent. I grabbed her panties, which matched the garter in fabric and
colour, and quickly pulled them down before she could protest. Some
sweet clear-white sticky fluid had already gathered in them and
glistened as I pulled them down around her ankles.

I parted her soft, nicely shaped buttocks with both hands to get a good
first look at her holes. She took good care of herself, despite her
apparent lack of sexual encounters. Her brunette pubic hair was neatly
trimmed at the sides, but still full enough to give her pussy a sweet
feminine look and smell, and she kept both of her entrances clean and
tasty, so I finally couldn't resist any longer and started pressing my
face between her legs, my tongue lapping at her damp labia.

She tasted wonderful, and the thought of being probably the first woman
to suck on her pussy turned me on even more. I must've had a similar
effect on her, because she started to squeal gently and got considerably
more wet very quickly. Concerned that somebody might notice us, I made
her step out of her panties and stuffed them into her mouth, so she had
something to bite on and moan into that would muffle the noise, while my
fingers rubbed between her legs, caressing her clit and labia. The
thought of her sucking on her own pussy slime made me even more hot and
agressive, and so I finally went back down on my knees and inserted the
tip of the dildo between her labia.

She was tight. Tighter than me, definitely, but even a little too tight
for the vibrator that I picked out for her. I twisted and turned it,
trying to screw it inside her pussy, little by little, inch by inch as
she squirmed and moaned, pushing her hips back at me. She wanted it now.
She didn't seem to care anymore where she was, who I was and what we
were doing, she was just a horny wet cunt hole, wanting to be fucked.

I moved the vibrator in and out, going faster and deeper every time as
she wet the shaft with her pussy slime, which oozed thick and plentiful
out of her. While I worked her with the dildo, I didn't quite have
enough of her taste yet, so my tongue went to work again as well,
licking between her buttocks at the strong and spicy taste of her anus.

Once she felt me there, warm and wet, and realized what I was doing, she
came immediately, her legs trembling so hard she could no longer stay
upright but sank to the ground in front of me, panting and moaning
softly. "That's how you use it in your cunt," I whispered close to her
ear as slowly pulled out the dildo, now covered with the sweet, thick
slime that collected in her vagina. I ran my fingers across it, feeling
it slick and slippery like any of the best lubes, so I began rubbing it
between her butt cheeks onto her tight little anus, pushing the tip onto
her rosebud until it started to slide in.

"And now," I whispered again as she lay spent on the floor with only her
butt sticking up, "I'm going to show you how to fuck yourself like the
dirty little asswhore you are."

She moaned and panted, sweating, as I pushed the vibrator hard with both
hands inside her unused asshole, spreading it wider than she had ever
felt. When I moved it in and out of her, finally fucking her as hard,
deep and dirty as she needed to be fucked, she began to show how horny
she could really be. Thick drops of juice came running out of her pussy
and started stringing down between her legs, collecting on the floor.
She bit the panty so hard that her whole face turned red, trying hard
not to scream as she could see the feet of women walking by outside of
our stall from underneath the thick curtain.

I grinned, enjoying the power I had over her, being able to use her like
this without her being able to defend herself as she was too nervous to
be noticed. I fucked her ass raw with the vibrator, harder than I would
and probably should have done if we were in a "normal" situation, but in
this moment, she was my little, secret fuck bitch and she deserved to be
abused for trying to be so proper when she was such a slut underneath.

I let on when I felt another orgasm shake her, her legs practically
covered in juice by now. I gave her a minute to recover, but left the
vibrator inside her tight anus as it clenched around it. She just stayed
there, bent over, panting and gasping for air, then finally turned
around and smiled at me wide. She had a beautiful smile when she was
happy, it brightened her whole face.

"T-h-a-n-k y-o-u," she formed the words with her lips, but made no
sound. I nodded in response, getting back up and stretching myself.
Another satisfied lover.

She stayed there, looking up at me, and I knew she wanted to repay the
favour, but was unsure about what to do. So since tasting her and using
her little holes left me hot and stirred up myself, I finally smiled and
unzipped my pants.

I wore comfy pair of checkered red and orange cotton pants that I loved,
just because I'm a sucker for bright and unusual clothes, but they also
fit nicely around my soft round hips and butt. I'm a full-bodied woman,
rather tall and chubby, but still with the right proportions. I don't
have a particular body ideal and instead try to look like the woman I'd
want to fuck myself. After all, I'm fucking myself most of the time
anyway.

So I try to look sexy, but feminine, keeping a soft round body shape and
just a sweet light air of sin about me. I'm proud of my deep auburn red
hair which falls in thick curls down my back; so much so that I
cultivate a thick bush of the same colour between my legs, which was the
first thing my new lover saw of my pussy when I pushed my pants down.

She stared at it, but didn't say a word, even when she finally took the
panty from her mouth and leaned in. Something must've triggered inside
her, because without hesitation she began licking my pussy, sucking on
my clit and slurping the wetness that started to pour from inside me,
rubbing her nose against my pubic hair and overall getting a good mouth
full of bush. I was taken aback and leaned against the wall, my legs
spreading slightly more to give her better access.

She seemed to have forgotten all about the vibrator inside her ass and
focussed exclusively on my hole, licking and lapping and sucking and
seemingly enjoying every bit of it. I grabbed her hair and pulled her
head even harder against my crotch, burying her face between my legs as
I wanted her more, and deeper.

I could feel her trying to enter me with her fingers, so I let go of her
a little to give her room to breathe and get them even further in. She
pushed, with two fingers outstretched, far up my pussy, not quite sure
how to do it, but determined to give me satisfaction. Her fingers were
quite short and she seemed surprised at how wide I was, as she looked up
at me somewhat clueless.

I pressed my fingers tighly together and showed her, and she seemed to
get the message, because a moment later I could feel my pussy get
finally stretched by all four of her fingers entering at once. She
drilled them in deeper and further, and I could feel the rings she was
wearing rubbing nicely against my insides. Still, she seemed to be
unsure about how far she could go, so finally I reached down and grabbed
her arm, pushing it violently up inside me.

Now she understood. She pushed upwards inside my hungry wet cunt hole
until her whole hand disappeared between my soaking labia and hairy
mound. I sank slightly down against the wall while she pushed up inside
me, almost as if she was boxing my twat. It was just what I needed, a
good strong fist deep up inside my cunt, pounding and pumping inside me,
giving me the fuck I deserved to finish me off.

Finally I came, shaking all over my body, my hair on end, filled all the
way up to my cervix. I gasped for air and stayed trembling and panting
against the wall as she pulled out her hand, followed by a gush of
juice. It ran all the way down her arm and covered it in cunt slime,
which she seemed to treasure, because after I got dressed again and she
straightened her skirt, leaving the vibrator still where it was, she
giggled and licked my juices off her fingers as we walked out of the
store, smiling at me and waving at the girl by the counter.

I later found her wedding ring still inside my pussy, and maybe she left
it there as a gift for the vibrator, and the new life as a slut.

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