Another Changing Room Story
Hey everyone, I'm back! Sorry I didn't post at all last month. I was a bit overwhelmed by work but I'm a lot more free now. To make it up to you all, I'll have two stories this month. For this first one, the title probably has you groaning already but I promise it's different.
Because instead of a public changing room, it's another type of changing room.
Yup.
This happened a few weeks back. So with Chinese New Year coming up (Happy Chinese New Year to you if you're celebrating!), I decided to go clothes shopping. Since I have a Chinese mom, my family does celebrate it, but not really (part of living with mixed race parents I guess). Anyway, I wanted to get some new clothes for the season as well as enjoy the crazy discounts they give clothes here during the CNY sales. I had never been CNY shopping on my own before, so I got a recommendation for the boutique I went to from my friends Rachel and Eunice (yup, that Eunice again) and off I went.
When I got to the boutique, there were a few people there. I went aisle by aisle looking at dresses and shirts and skirts and jackets. Eventually I picked out a few items and went to the changing room behind the counter to try them on. I was just taking off my dress when one of the salesgirls working there walked into my changing room (there were a few stalls with walls between them but they all had a curtain for a 'door').
If not for my underwear, I would have been actually naked. The red dress I just took off was on the floor around my ankles. Luckily for me, I still had a beige bra and black panties on when she walked in. However. I did see her eyes move up and down my body before she apologised. I told her it was fine but she kept apologising a lot. Eventually, I had to pull her into the room and close the curtain behind her to stop her from causing a scene and letting everyone see my almost naked self.
When I turned back around, she was right behind me, so close that when I swung around, my lips met hers. I think we were both pretty surprised by it (at least I was), but we both kinda went for it. It had been almost a month since I last kissed a girl so I was dying to feel that feeling again. Luckily enough, the salesgirl was bisexual (she told me later, of course).
After a while, we broke the kiss for a split second. I think we could both see it in each other's eyes that we wanted more, because she started to kiss my neck as she reached behind to undo the clasp of my bra. While she did that, I kissed and moaned into her ear as I pulled down the zip of her black and white dress. As she gave my neck a lick up the middle to my chin, I had her zip all the way down. With my hand conveniently close to her butt, I grabbed it and gave her a little squeeze. She then gave me a kiss before pushing me off.
Then, she slid her dress off to reveal to me her matching set of black underwear. She stripped out of it as I bent down to take off my panties. Once we were fully nude, she had me sit down on the small fabric chair in the changing room. I opened my legs wide for her as she got down between them. She licked her three fingers in the middle before using them to rub on my clit. I put one hand over my mouth to stop myself from screaming. Then, with no warning, she leaned down and stuck her tongue in my pussy. My other hand immediately latched onto the chair beneath me and squeezed as hard as it could as she worked her magic on me.
After a few minutes, and one relatively silent orgasm later, we switched positions and I returned the favour. She had a clean shaven pussy from which I could smell her body wash. I think it was some wildflower scent or something. Anyway, I stuck my tongue in and got to work. I also alternated with using my fingers to pleasure her. After she had her silent orgasm, I climbed up to kiss her and we took a break.
Afterwards, I helped her get dressed before getting dressed myself. It was getting a bit late by then and I was pretty happy with the clothes I picked out, so I ended up getting the 2 shirts, dress and skirt that I tried out. At the counter, Natasha (my changing room lover) helped me scan the items and put them in a bag before slipping me the receipt. On that receipt was her number and the words 'call me'. Anyway, I knew immediately this wouldn't be my last time at this boutique.
And that's it for this one. I hope you enjoyed it! If you have any questions about the story, feel free to put it in the comments! Thanks for reading!
Because instead of a public changing room, it's another type of changing room.
Yup.
This happened a few weeks back. So with Chinese New Year coming up (Happy Chinese New Year to you if you're celebrating!), I decided to go clothes shopping. Since I have a Chinese mom, my family does celebrate it, but not really (part of living with mixed race parents I guess). Anyway, I wanted to get some new clothes for the season as well as enjoy the crazy discounts they give clothes here during the CNY sales. I had never been CNY shopping on my own before, so I got a recommendation for the boutique I went to from my friends Rachel and Eunice (yup, that Eunice again) and off I went.
When I got to the boutique, there were a few people there. I went aisle by aisle looking at dresses and shirts and skirts and jackets. Eventually I picked out a few items and went to the changing room behind the counter to try them on. I was just taking off my dress when one of the salesgirls working there walked into my changing room (there were a few stalls with walls between them but they all had a curtain for a 'door').
If not for my underwear, I would have been actually naked. The red dress I just took off was on the floor around my ankles. Luckily for me, I still had a beige bra and black panties on when she walked in. However. I did see her eyes move up and down my body before she apologised. I told her it was fine but she kept apologising a lot. Eventually, I had to pull her into the room and close the curtain behind her to stop her from causing a scene and letting everyone see my almost naked self.
When I turned back around, she was right behind me, so close that when I swung around, my lips met hers. I think we were both pretty surprised by it (at least I was), but we both kinda went for it. It had been almost a month since I last kissed a girl so I was dying to feel that feeling again. Luckily enough, the salesgirl was bisexual (she told me later, of course).
After a while, we broke the kiss for a split second. I think we could both see it in each other's eyes that we wanted more, because she started to kiss my neck as she reached behind to undo the clasp of my bra. While she did that, I kissed and moaned into her ear as I pulled down the zip of her black and white dress. As she gave my neck a lick up the middle to my chin, I had her zip all the way down. With my hand conveniently close to her butt, I grabbed it and gave her a little squeeze. She then gave me a kiss before pushing me off.
Then, she slid her dress off to reveal to me her matching set of black underwear. She stripped out of it as I bent down to take off my panties. Once we were fully nude, she had me sit down on the small fabric chair in the changing room. I opened my legs wide for her as she got down between them. She licked her three fingers in the middle before using them to rub on my clit. I put one hand over my mouth to stop myself from screaming. Then, with no warning, she leaned down and stuck her tongue in my pussy. My other hand immediately latched onto the chair beneath me and squeezed as hard as it could as she worked her magic on me.
After a few minutes, and one relatively silent orgasm later, we switched positions and I returned the favour. She had a clean shaven pussy from which I could smell her body wash. I think it was some wildflower scent or something. Anyway, I stuck my tongue in and got to work. I also alternated with using my fingers to pleasure her. After she had her silent orgasm, I climbed up to kiss her and we took a break.
Afterwards, I helped her get dressed before getting dressed myself. It was getting a bit late by then and I was pretty happy with the clothes I picked out, so I ended up getting the 2 shirts, dress and skirt that I tried out. At the counter, Natasha (my changing room lover) helped me scan the items and put them in a bag before slipping me the receipt. On that receipt was her number and the words 'call me'. Anyway, I knew immediately this wouldn't be my last time at this boutique.
And that's it for this one. I hope you enjoyed it! If you have any questions about the story, feel free to put it in the comments! Thanks for reading!
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