Chapter 18

Charlie

I’m having a great time with Lacey. She’s so expressive and open, it’s refreshing. With a little more time, I’m sure I’ll be able to read her expressions like a book.

We only get ten feet in the door before a sales representative shows up.

“Are you looking for anything specific today?” she asks.

Her valley girl accent and long fake nails are as artificial as her eyelashes she is batting at me.

Lacey steps up next to me to answer her. “Not specifically but we will want a dressing room here shortly.”

Her soft, exotic demeanor is such a turn on.

“Okay, I’ll touch base in a little while to get a room started.”

She wanders off back in the direction she came from after a fleeting glance in my direction.

Putting my arm around her shoulders, I roll her into me and kiss her forehead. She smells like fresh sunshine.

Glancing up smiling, she points to some racks off to the left.

“Let’s go check out that area.”

Following her deeper into the store, I’m distracted by her swaying ass in front of me. It’s like a hypnotic pendulum in front of me. I almost walk into her when she stops.

I’m excited to see that most of the styles come in a large array of colors.

She begins walking around and sorting through a few, but it’s pointless. She would look fucking awesome in any of them.

Two stand out to me right away. There’s a pale blue lace number with inlays of sheer netting and a pale pink baby doll with lace cups, white satin ruffles, bows, and trim.

Decisions, decisions.

Lacey walks up and takes them both from my hands, and I see the sales associate right behind her. She passes them over wordlessly.

“You’re quick,” Lacey teases me softly while grabbing my ass. “Ready to see them?”

“What can I say?” I grab her butt cheeks and line her up with my very perky cock. “I know what I like, and I go after it.”

Moaning, she rubs against me as our lips meet, tongues tangling briefly.

Fuck. Now I’m hard as a rock.

When she turns to head for the dressing room, I follow close behind for some camouflage to adjust my dick so it’s not quite so obvious.

I hope the dressing room is a decent size because I’m not waiting any longer. It’s an individual room, there’s an actual door, and even a plush chair on the left by the entrance when we walk in. The mirror is large on the right as I settle in to watch the show.

The room is perfect.

The sales associate hangs the lingerie on the hooks over my head. She doesn’t even bat an eyelash as she mumbles that we should let her know if we need anything else.

“Do you have a preference about which one I start with?” Lacey asks.

She turns around and lifts her hair for me to unzip her pink dress.

Yes. I’ve been waiting to do this.

“Let’s try the blue first,” I say.

I’m having a tough time keeping my hands to myself as she swaps her dress on the hook. Her chest is eye level, looking so irresistible.

As she drops her bra and efficiently pulls the blue number on, I’m floored again by her perfect body. I’m hard as a rock again.

Stroking myself casually through my pants, I drink her in. The tight lace top hugs her full chest nicely, but they should have put some more structure into it. It looks too tight on top.

The sheer bottom almost looks like a gauzy ballerina skirt.

She twirls in front of me.

“You look beautiful.”

She just smiles back and licks her lips as her eyes flicker to my hard cock. It’s pretty hard to miss.

“I can put the bottom on if you like this,” she says, and I shake my head.

I keep my eyes locked on her as she draws it over her head to change.

Her perfect nipples pucker. When she leans over me to swap the hangers, I can’t resist latching onto one, flicking it with my tongue.

She freezes immediately with a sharp inhale, so I lick it with extra attention before cupping them both in my hands and then kissing over to the other to give it the same attention.

Her tits feel heavy and perfect in my hands. Pulling off, I look up to see her eyes filled with lust.

“You’re so distracting.” Her whispered scolding just makes me smile as she moves out of reach, giving me a perfect view of her fantastic ass in her G-string.

It takes her a little longer to put on the pink one, but it’s totally worth it.

She’s breathtaking. The lace cups are stretched to the max and her hard-perky nipples look great. The stretch lace in the body makes it skim her toned skin, and the white satin ruffles on the cups and hem are small enough that they aren’t distracting.

But the real detail is the ribbon lacing up the front and the bows along the hem. I just want to pull and unwrap all her work by the time she has it on.

“Should I try on the panties with this one?”

Her coy question is just teasing at this point. I’m sure she can tell I love it.

“This is a keeper for sure.” I’m growling as I lean forward reaching for her.

She ducks just out of reach, watching me in the mirror with her ass to me as she bends over to pull her G-string down her long legs.

Her wet cunt peeks out at me. My hand changes direction immediately, to lightly stroke her wet folds. She’s already dripping.

Dropping to my knees, I grab the back of her thighs to spread her more as my face lunges for her. Wet, sweet pussy meets my lips, and we both moan at the same time.

Laughing lightly, she grabs the wall to the side of the mirror and adjusts her stance, spreading her legs more so I can plunge my tongue inside her.

Perfect, tight walls cling to my tongue as I dip inside her again and again. Her back arches more as she pushes back into me, wanting more.

I want more too, but I need her relaxed, and I want to see her perfect tits in this pink lace. Pulling away reluctantly, I swipe my fingers across her clit and she jerks back towards me again.

“Sit down here,” I tell her, patting the chair behind me.

She settles in quickly as I kneel in front of her.

Grabbing her hips, I pull them to the edge of the chair, effectively putting her wet cunt on display as her legs spread wide.

Spreading her rose colored pussy lips with my thumbs, I admire her pink outfit. I pull the ribbon at the top to loosen it a bit. I slide my hand inside one cup and squeeze her globe and nipple as I start licking her.

Sweet, luscious juices coat my tongue as I drive into her. She’s tastes so good.

I’m watching her as her breathing accelerates, and she watches me with anticipation. Tweaking her nipple, I slide a finger inside her cunt just an inch. Curling up and into her G-spot, I start stroking and licking in earnest.

Her small, muffled sounds are so erotic as she struggles to hold back her passion. A fluttering hand hits my head before she holds me there, lifting her butt to put more pressure on her clit.

I find her hood and latch on in earnest, sucking and flicking as she starts to moan louder, grinding against me.

Watching her come apart under my hands is so satisfying and so arousing. My poor dick is going to have a zipper imprint, but right now, I wouldn’t stop for anything. The sales associate could walk in, and I still wouldn’t pause.

I drink her in as less than a minute later, she starts a soft keening sound as she arches and freezes under me.

I keep sucking and fingering her as her channel pulses around me. Her juices get slicker under my tongue, and I know she’ll be ready for my hard cock.

The pressure on the back of my head lightens as her eyes flicker open. The dazed look on her face makes me even harder.

Her plump lips pucker before she bites them and smiles. I gently pull my fingers from her dripping, slick cunt and stick them in my mouth.

No sense in wasting that. She tastes like a million bucks.

She watches me with a hot look on her face. With her leaned back, legs spread and flushed, pink pussy on display, she looks blissfully satisfied.

Adjusting my poor, tortured cock to another angle, I stand slowly, using the arms of the chair for leverage. Kissing her still panting lips, I push my tongue between her lips to share her flavor. She immediately sucks my tongue, drawing it into her mouth.

Fuck, she’s perfect.

Now, I’m going to give her all of me. Hard.