Chapter 15: The Slutty Wish Spreads to New Beauties

Cassandra Miller
I could not forget last night and that naked girl covered in cum that came in my store with her big brother. Melody, the slut who wanted the trench coat. Her brother had fucked me in the ass while the slut ate me out.

I shuddered as I opened the store for Sunday morning shoppers. I lifted the iron gate. I wore the shortest skirt I had with no panties beneath. Thigh-high stockings. Stiletto heels. A transparent top with no bra, my nipples poking through.

I just...

Wanted to be a slut, too.

A slut like Melody.

She had inspired me to be one, too. I dripped with juices as I set up the cash register. I was all ready to go. The mall opened. Customers could walk in at any moment. I set about tidying up the store, making sure it was ready.

“Ooh, Mom, these are cute!” a girl said. “Ooh, ooh, look at them.”

“They are cute, Abby,” another woman said.

I spotted a teenage girl, maybe fourteen, rushing toward a group of skirts. She was a slender thing in jeans and a T-shirt, her brown hair flying behind her. A woman followed her into the store. She was a motherly woman, her sandy-blonde hair in a messy bun. She wore jeans and a sweatshirt from WSU, scarlet and loud.

I moved up to her, eager to be slutty with her. Her daughter was browsing the skirts as I moved up to the mother. She glanced at me and smiled. I grinned at her. She noticed my top and blinked. Her cheeks warmed.

“Mmm, welcome to Lady’s Delight,” I said. “I’m Cassandra, and I’m here to make sure your shopping experience is as pleasurable as possible.”

“Oh, that’s not—” the blonde mother started to say before I kissed her.

I planted my lips on hers while my hand shot down and unsnapped the front of her jeans. I slid inside her open fly as my tongue thrust into my mouth. She gasped in shock, my fingers already sliding beneath the waistband of her panties.

She broke the kiss and gasped. “What?”

“Mmm, I told you, I’m here to make it pleasurable,” I cooed, my fingers sliding through her thick and untamed bush. I found the folds of her pussy. “Just relax.”

Her eyes widened as I stroked up and down her pussy folds. Her juices started to flow. A wedding ring gleamed on her left hand. Her blue eyes opened wide as I thrust a pair of digits into her cunt. I sank into her juicy pussy.

“Mmm, isn’t that nice?” I cooed. “What’s your name? Missus...?”

“Harper,” she moaned. “Michelle Harper.”

“Well, Mrs. Harper, just relax,” I cooed. “Let your daughter shop while I...” I leaned into her ear and whispered, “Make you cum.”

I licked her earlobe and fingered her cunt. She gasped, her pussy clamping down on my dick. She felt so good around my digits. It was a wonderful moment to work them in and out of her cunt like this. She gasped in shock as I fingered her cunt like this.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, her pussy clamping down on my digits. “That’s ... You ... Cassandra! I’m married!”

“Mmm, and you’re going to be such a slut for your husband,” I purred and kissed her.

This time, her lips melted to mine. I made out with her as I fingered her cunt. My juices dripped down my thighs as my tongue danced with hers. Melody had opened my eyes, and I had to share it with other women.

I had to spread this sluttiness.

Our tongues danced as her hand slid up my side. She cupped my round breast through my blouse. My nipple throbbed against the thin material. She massaged my tit, our tongues dancing. I thrust my fingers in and out of her cunt, her bush tickling my palms.

She whimpered into my mouth. Our tongues danced frantically as I fingered her married pussy. I plundered her cunt. She moaned into my mouth. It was such a sweet moment. I was so glad to make out with her like this. She purred into my mouth.

It was such a wonderful moment. I kissed her with such passion. She groaned as we made out with all that we had. Her hand squeezed my tit. I loved her massaging it as I thrust my fingers into her cunt. I churned her up.

She broke the kiss and moaned, “Oh, oh, this is so good.”

“Mmm,” I cooed as I churned up her pussy. I pressed my heel through her thick bush to find her clit. I ground against it.

She gasped, her pussy clamping down on my digits. She gasped and ducked her head down. This time, she engulfed my nipple through the material. She suckled on it as I fingered her cunt. I drove my digits in and out of her juicy twat.

Her silky snatch gripped my digits. I churned her up while massaging her clit. She moaned around my nipple, her saliva soaking the fabric of my blouse. I shuddered, my cunt growing hotter and hotter. I moaned softly.

I love being a slut.

I jammed my fingers deep into her cunt, the heel of my hand massaging her clit. I ground on her bud. She moaned louder around my nipple. Delight tingled from my nub and down to my juicy pussy. I trembled there, aching to be touched.

She squealed around my nipple.

Her pussy went wild around my digits.

I smiled as I made Mrs. Harper come.

The wife and mother suckled hard on my nipple. She nursed on me with all that she had. I loved it. My nub tingled in her mouth. She drove me wild with her moans around my nipple. It was a wicked moment. I tossed my head from side to side, my cunt on fire, begging to be touched.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned around my nipple. “That’s so good.”

Her pussy writhed around my digits. I loved that sensation. Her cunt felt so good spasming about my fingers. I just wanted her to do such wicked things to me. I worked my digits in and out of her twat. I fucked her with all that I had as she trembled through her orgasm.

“That’s so good,” she moaned. “Oh, oh, Cassandra.”

“Eat me out, Mrs. Harper!” I groaned.

“Yes!” she gasped, lost to being a slut like me.

She dropped to her knees before me, my fingers sliding out of her cunt. I suckled on them, savoring the spicy flavor of her cunt. I groaned, my tongue sliding around them. She whimpered in delight as I nursed on those digits.

She tasted so good.

She shoved up my skirt and buried her face into my shaved cunt. Her tongue licked over my folds with such a frantic need. She made me shiver in delight. It was clear that she wasn’t one for eating pussy that often, but...

Her urgency was so good.

I glanced at her daughter, still shopping, oblivious to her mother licking my cunt. It was so much fun to have that tongue fluttering through my folds. I enjoyed every moment of that hot wife devouring my cunt.

The MILF ate me.

“Yes, yes, yes, Mrs. Harper,” I moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s it!”

She stroked her tongue through my folds, making me shiver. My boobs jiggled in my transparent top. She plunged her tongue into my snatch and swirled around in me. I loved her stirring me up. She moaned, her hands grabbing my rump.

Her fingernails dug into my butt-cheeks. I loved that passion as her tongue stroked around in my snatch. She drove me wild. I quivered there, my heart hammering in my chest. She feasted with such passion. It was incredible.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned, glancing down at her daughter still shopping, oblivious to her mother’s pussy ministrations. “Mmm, you’re such a delight, Mrs. Harper.”

The woman moaned into my cunt, “This is so delicious. Oh, wow, being a slut is a delight.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, so glad the mother and daughter duo were the first to enter the shop.

The woman’s tongue stroked through my flesh. She caressed through my petals and slid over my clit. I gasped as she stroked my bud. Sparks sizzled through my twat. She knew how to lick me. To lap at my little nub.

She was a woman who understood the importance of playing with my love button. She pressed it with her tongue over and over again. I shuddered, my head tossing. My boobs jiggled in my transparent blouse.

“Make me cum!” I groaned. “Please, please, make me explode!”

“What?” the daughter gasped.

Abby moved toward us with a pile of clothes in her hand. She stepped around a rack and gasped at the sight of her mother’s face buried into my cunt. I smiled at her as her mother suckled on my clit. The clothes fell from Abby’s hands.

“Hi,” I purred. “Mmm, your mother is just devouring my cunt. She’s so good at this.”

“I ... can see that,” she said, her eyes so bright. “Oh, my, that’s ... wild. Why is she doing that? She’s married to my dad!”

“She’s a slut!” I moaned. “Oh, oh, she’s a slut and ... Yes!”

My orgasm burst through me.

I wasn’t ready to cum. The rapture snuck up on me while I was talking with Abby. The pleasure swept over me. This wonderful surge of ecstasy. I threw back my head and gasped out in delight. My cunt writhed.

Juices flooded out and drowned her mother’s lips. She licked through my folds, gathering up the cream as I moaned through my pleasure. It was such a wonderful moment. My boobs heaved in my blouse.

“This...” The fourteen-year-old cutie quivered there. Her braces flashed as she struggled to speak. “I ... What...?”

“Oh, Abby, honey, I’m a slut!” Mrs. Harper moaned and ripped her head from beneath my skirt. She rose to her feet. “This nice lady taught me to be a whore! It’s amazing!”

The mother rushed to her stunned daughter, hugged her, and kissed her with lips soaked in my pussy cream. I smiled at the incestuous sight of Mrs. Harper kissing her little girl. My pussy clenched at how slutty that was.

For a moment, Abby struggled to break free from her mother’s embrace, but there was no escaping the sluttiness of this moment. The sexiness of it. I smiled as I sauntered to them, watching the pair kissing. They made out with such incestuous passion.

Mother and daughter kissing.

“Mmm, that’s right,” I cooed, stroking through Mrs. Harper’s sandy-blonde hair and Abby’s brown tresses. “Mmm, just love each other.”

The mother had her hand sliding up beneath her daughter’s T-shirt to start playing with her little girl’s titty. Mrs. Harper was a boob woman. That was hot. The cutie whimpered, kissing her mother back with such passion.

I grabbed the hem of the girl’s T-shirt and pulled it off. After all, she was here to try on clothes. She needed to get naked to put them on. She broke the kiss with her mother and thrust her arms in the air so I could pull off the top.