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?

12 thoughts on “Undressing Room

  1. Has to be one of the sexiest visions you put in my head, and that picture is amazing. Your talent to get me arroused is amazing. You should definitely try out some changing room masturbation. I only say that because I want to hear about it.

  2. Exactly the stories we love to hear! If not in a dressing room…perhaps in the stall of a restroom…say…in a Lowe’s or Home Depot? Since there’s a slim chance of another woman coming in…you could dare yourself to open the stall door…and maybe walk around a bit in the open restroom.

  3. How I wish I could be in the dressing room next to you to help spur you on. That would be fun!

  4. My lovely and talented wife, who used to work in a trendy clothing store, assures me that people frequently get caught doing dirty deeds in the changing rooms, both solo and with, er, company. So have a great time, my sweet… but do be careful.

  5. Shame on you, now every time I get in a dressingroom I,M going to get hard just thinking of you.

  6. So Hot! I have masturbated in changing rooms several times but always in the ones with full length doors with locks. I love the thought that someone may hear me but also would be so embarrassed to get caught. I really want to have sex in a changing room but so far I haven’t had the courage to go that far.

    I also love walking through a mall and fantasize about the people I see having sex, wondering what naughty things they may be into.

  7. God I want you.

    To answer your question yes. I got down to my boxers and stroked my cock in front of the mirror fantasizing my mother walking in with something she wants me to try on is shocked to what she sees and I force her on her knees and fuck her mouth.

  8. No my most daring stunt was driving down the highway with my cock masturbating with 18 wheelers all around me with a suit and tie on. Pretty tame I know

  9. My ex-wife Bev worked at the Bulk Mail Center and would get horny and retreat to the ladies restroom and masturbate..she said her lady supervisor made a few comments about how much time she spent in the restroom..Bev said she averaged about 7 visits during her 8 hour shift..sometimes she would leave her squirt on the tile floor..something for her co-workers to ponder when they used the stall..

  10. Rachael further adventures with my ex wife, Beverly.. We were dining in a restaurant in Old Sacramento that had leather seated booths. We sat next to each other so we could enjoy what Beverly called “Dining and Cummng”

    Bev liked tight white shorts with were a little looser in the bottom so I could get my finger’s inside. After the cute waitress took our order I felt Bev grab my hand and guide it under the cuff of her shorts. It didn’t take but a few seconds to get her bald cunt nice and creamy, my fingers slipping easily in her juicy vagina, the mouth gripping my 3 three probing finger’s.

    She pulled the material aside just enough to expose her pussy. Now my Beverly is a squirter and she enjoys leaving her fluids everywhere she cums. She bit her full lip as she orgasmed suppressing several squeaky gasps. Her pungent pussy juice spurting onto the hardwood floor and trailing gleaming rivulets down the leather seat cushion.

    The waitress returned with our drink order and noticed the puddles on the floor,then smelling the obvious scent of Beverly’s satisfied pussy.

    “I’ll get the bus boy to clean up that spill.” she said with a smirk and a lick of her lips, never letting on that she knew the source of the splatter.

    The young busser arrived with a mop and saved the day.. Bev lewdly flirted with the young man..telling him what a fine job he was doing.
    She laughed telling me the staff deserved at least a 30% tip..

    Beverly was always thinking up different ways of masturbating in public..next time I’ll write about Sunday Open House visits..

  11. Years ago I worked security for a major department store in Ky. and we had openings in the air vent so we could watch sexy looking women go in to try on clothes it made for an interesting shift .We were supposed to be watching for shoplifters…..Larry

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