Undressing Room

I had a rare chance to run out to do a little shopping by myself on Black Friday. Usually I’m toting the girls along with me, so even though the mall was a bit of a mad house, it was still a fun little solo adventure for me. At one point I was in a dressing room trying on some jeans, and when I was taking them off my panties ended up coming partway down my butt. I caught sight of my half-naked ass in the mirror and pulled them down a little more to get a better look at my derriere. Don’t judge me – most women can’t resist checking themselves out when they get a chance!

I was quite happy with what I saw. I was about to tuck my tushie away when my dirty mind kicked into gear and wondered how many people had masturbated in the dressing booth that I was standing in. I turned around, tugged down the front of my panties enough to check out my puss in the mirror. I could hear people changing to either side of me, and there was someone was walking past every few seconds.

Without thinking, I dipped my hips down slightly, spread myself open and exposed some pink. I could see my clit and sex lips reflected just a couple feet in front of me and it got me selfishly excited. I was tempted to slip a finger inside and play with myself some, maybe even to the point of orgasm, but then I got paranoid. Someone bumped against one of the thin walls between the dressing booths and that snapped me out of my horny daze. What if there were security cameras? And at this store they only had curtains, not doors. I would die if someone pulled the curtain aside and the line of people waiting for their turn all saw me standing there, half hunched over with my fingers buried in my twat and going to town on myself like a crazed sex addict.

I spent the rest of the shopping trip acutely aware of how wet I was as I walked around. I also couldn’t stop picturing the other shoppers having sex. I’d see a cute couple and immediately imagine them naked and wonder what she looked like with his cock in her mouth. It was all very distracting, to say the least. I was planning on waiting until I got home to give myself some relief, but I ended up rubbing my cunny through my pants on the highway as I drove home. I managed to give myself two shivery little orgasms, but that wasn’t enough. When I got home, I locked myself in the bathroom, dropped my pants and panties down around my ankles, and frantically rubbed my pussy off to a nice, big, knee-buckling cum.

I decided that the next time I get a chance to go shopping by myself on a quiet day that I would find a dressing room with a door, strip down to nothing, and watch myself in the mirror as I have myself a full-blown masturbation session in semi-public. Maybe I’ll even be daring enough to bring my little pink dildo with me!

Have you ever pleasured yourself in a dressing room and maybe left a sticky mess behind?

Cock a Doodle Do

I got me some lovely morning sex on Sunday, which hasn’t happened for a while. I was lying on my side, back to my hubby, when I was awakened by his hand caressing my bare leg. My first reaction was “Oh, no, give me five more minutes of sleep.” Then his hand slipped up under my panties, kick-starting my motor. He massaged my ass a little, before snuggling up close behind me and rubbing his hard-on against one of my butt cheeks. I pushed my panties down to let him know I wanted it without having to expend the effort of speaking. Moments later, his cock easily slipped inside my pussy. It sometimes surprises me that I get as wet as I do so fast.

I lay there, all comfy in the warmth of the blanket and my husband’s body pressed against mine, and enjoyed what was being done to me. His hand held my hip as he worked himself slowly in and out of me, moving no more than a couple inches of himself with each soft thrust. It was nice being able to just relax and let him use me like a living sex doll. His pace never quickened, but when he pushed into me as far as he could manage I knew he was there. A soft grunt and his tightened grip on my hip were the only indications that he was cumming inside me.

Neither of us moved after that. Despite my arousal, I was on the verge of drifting back to sleep. That’s when my youngest waltzed in and made her breakfast demands known. I told her to go wake up her sister and wash their faces, knowing that would keep them busy for at least ten minutes. It felt strange talking to my daughter with a cock buried deep in my pussy, but I’m sure I’m not the first mom to ever be caught in that situation.

As soon as I heard the faucet running in the bathroom, I turned and got on top of my husband. His cock wasn’t at full strength, but it was just stiff enough to mount. With the covers pulled up in case we got another unexpected visitor, I rode him to quick and silent orgasm. His hands on my butt, spreading my ass cheeks wide, helped me cum as fast as I did. I don’t quite know why that turns me on so much, but I love when he does it.

I wanted to stay like that for as long as I could, but I was afraid of the creative mischief my girls would find in the kitchen if I left them to their own devices for too long. As I made them breakfast, my darling babies had no idea that my panties were slowly filling up with Daddy’s cum as it leaked out of my pussy. Mommies can be so nasty sometimes…

Sibling Ribaldry

My big sister and I are a lot closer than anyone knows. We used to be at each other’s throats all the time, then things between us changed the night she taught me how to masturbate. At first it was weird touching myself in front of her pussy, and seeing her put her fingers up inside her pussy, but when we both came at the same time it was such a rush that I wanted to do it again and again. As soon as our parents are out, and we have the house to ourselves, we drop our panties as fast as we can and play all kinds of kinky games together. My sister promised to teach me how to lick pussy one of these days.
I think today might be the day!

Afternoon Delight

When I came home early from work and heard moaning coming from my bedroom the last thing I expected to find was my son fucking his mom doggy style. They didn’t hear me open the door and I just stood there for a minute watching my boy put the wood to my wife. I’d noticed she’d been acting strange the past month or so, and I half suspected she might be cheating on me, but I had no clue she was banging her own son. They both froze in shock when they noticed me at the door. I was angry and hurt by their perverse betrayal. Although, to be honest, I couldn’t help being a little bit proud of my boy, and more than a little turned on by seeing my wife getting fucked by someone else. My son stared at me fearfully, not knowing what to expect. When he saw me pull my hard cock out and shove it down his mother’s throat he knew everything was going to be all right and went right back to pounding his mom’s sweet pussy with that big dick of his.

Father of the Bride

I know this is bad timing, Daddy, but before you walk me down the aisle I want you to see what you’re giving away. I’ve wanted your cock ever since that time I walked in on you getting a blowjob from Mom. I’m sure you noticed me walking around the house in my panties, and how I would never wear a bra when you were home. I kept hoping that you would take the hint and just grab me and fuck my brains out. But here we are, on my wedding day, and I have to speak now or forever hold my peace. I want to feel your cock in my cunt, Daddy, at least once before I go into this church and say my vows. Please…