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Saturday shopping

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I've been out shopping this morning and while in a well known clothes chain I imagined this...............

We arrange to meet for coffee in a shopping mall and my heart is pounding as I sit waiting for you. As you walk over to me your cock responds immediately, growing and pushing against the cloth of your jeans.

We kiss - our tongues exploring, oblivious to the people watching us and you pull me close so I can feel your hardness before we grab a coffee and take a seat as far away from other people as possible.

It's so public but we want each other so much. We're sitting next to each other and you turn yourself sideways so you can look me up and down. My top is unbuttoned as far as I dare and looking down you can see my breasts heaving as I breathe. You place your hand on my thigh, just below the hem of my skirt. As I sip my coffee, my hand moves to your lap and I squeeze your hard cock through the denim.

I widen my eyes and I smile as I feel how hard you are. You look around. Nobody is watching us and you slide your hand up my skirt as my legs part slightly. You reach my panties, hot and already damp. I flinch as you stroke my pussy through the lace, before regaining my composure and look you in the eye and smile.

You move closer and whisper in my ear. 'I need to fuck you. Follow me'.

You try to hide your erection as we rise, leaving our coffee. We walk quickly, arm in arm, as you tell me what you have in mind.

We reach Gap and separate as we enter the shop. You head off to the men's department, me to the women's.

A couple of minutes later we're standing next to each other outside the entrance to the changing room. We each have 4 items 'to try on' pretending we don't know each other.

You go first and I watch to see which cubicle you enter before following and taking the one next door - right at the end.

After 30 seconds you poke your head out. The assistant is distracted and you quickly scoot out of your cubicle and into mine, pulling the curtain right across so that there isn't the slightest gap.

We have to be quick and you drop your trousers. Your cock has hard as it can get. You sit on the little bench that runs along one side of the cubicle. I smile at you and pull my skirt up. I've taken off my panties and your cock twitches as you look at my pussy. I move towards you, staring at your cock. I slide a finger in my pussy before pulling it out and letting you suck it. You tongue rolling over my finger tip, savouring the tangy taste.

Time is against us. I turn my back to you and straddle your legs, which are stretched out in front of you. You take your cock in your hand and hold it upright as I lower my on to you. You feel the hot, wet warmth of my pussy as you enter me. My pussy tight against your thickened cock, stretching to take in. Your balls are tight and full.

In the mirrors that surround us, we can both see your cock disappearing deep inside me and it glistening with my juice as we start to fuck. You reach round and stroke my clit with two fingers. I moan gently but we both know we need to keep quiet.

The danger of being caught heightens our excitement and it's such a turn on to be fucking surrounded by mirrors. You work my clit faster and faster, gently biting my neck as our bodies move in perfect rhythm, all the while watching your cock disappearing inside me as I bounce up and down on it. My breasts jigging as I increase the pace.

You start to feel my body tense and you know I am about to cum. 'Fuck me babe', you whisper, 'Cum for me'. As I start to convulse, you feel me tighten firmly around you. You hold back as long as you dare, before exploding deep inside me, your cock throbbing violently as you unload your hot cum right at the height of my orgasm. Our bodies shaking violently through the need to control ourselves....nobody must hear us.

There's no time to enjoy the afterglow. I stand, adjust my skirt, your cum already starting to drip out of me and down my leg. You smile when you see it. But we have no time. After a quick peek, you sneak back to your cubicle.

A minute later we emerge, slightly flushed and hand the clothes we took in back to the assistant. She looks at us quizzically and can tell that the clothes we took in haven't even been taken from the hangers. We tell her we won't be wanting them and scurry out quickly, barely able to contain our giggles.