Chapter 5: The Talk

Mary and I exited Victoria's Secret. We just had the most pleasurable time inside, when Mary had arranged for the beautiful salesgirls, Aurora and Heather, to pleasure me while Mary and our sex-slave, Allison, modeled lingerie.

Mary was wearing the red-and-white striped pencil skirt and a loose fitting, white blouse. Her auburn ponytail contrasted nicely against the white of her blouse as it fell down her back. Behind us, Allison, walked burdened with Mary's purchases. She looked particularly slutty in a pink t-shirt, so tight it was quite clear she wore no bra and had pierced nipples. Across her breasts was written "Daddy's Little Girl" only the "Girl" was crossed out and replaced with "Slut". And that was what she was, a horny, seventeen year old slut.

"So where to next, Mare?" I asked. This was Mary's shopping trip and I was just along for the ride.

"No offense, Mark" Mary said, "but you need some new clothes. This..." she grabbed the fraying hem of my t-shirt, "is a little worn."

"Yeah, I guess," I said. I guess it was fair, I had told her the same thing this morning about her Starbucks uniform.

And that's how I found myself in Aeropostale being shoved into a changing room by Mary with a bundle of jeans and shirts, and detailed instructions on what to wear. I tried on a couple pairs of jeans until I found the size that fit. Then I pulled on a white t-shirt, tucked the shirt into my jeans, and then pulled on a red and black plaid, buttoned up shirt, which I left unbuttoned, per Mary's instructions. I looked in the mirror and I guessed I looked alright. Usually, I just wore the beige slacks my job required because I was to cheap too buy another pair of pants. For shirts, I just bought plain, cheap t-shirts from Walmart or Target.

I stepped out of the changing room and found Mary and Allison waiting. Allison had my camcorder and she was filming me. I felt self-conscious as Mary and Allison scrutinized me, which was weird since I'd been filming myself having sex all day. I swallowed, waiting for Mary's reaction. She eyed me critically, biting her lower lip. Why was she waiting so long to say anything. Did it not look good on me? Shit, I wished she would say something. Even it I looked like a moron, that was better then her appraising stare.

"You look good," Mary said, finally.

"Definitely," Allison answered. "Master is looking very handsome." I flushed, both relieved and embarrassed as Mary and Allison whistled and catcalled as I turned around.

"Nice ass," Mary said huskily and then she spanked my ass. "Saucy filly!" I gasped and jumped, whirling around to grab at Mary. She gracefully danced away giggling as I lunged for her.

Mary stuck her tongue at me and darted between a clothing rack and I chased after her. Mary had gotten around the racks and was double-backing towards the changing room. I cut off her escape, driving her back into the short hallway that lead to the store's three changing rooms. Mary backed down the hallway as I slowly advanced on her, a sultry smile gracing her lips. She back up until she bumped into the door at the end of the hallway and I grinned in victory, my prey was cornered. I loomed over her, feasting on the sight of her small bosom heaving in excitement. Her eyes shined with desire as I leaned in and captured her red lips with mine.

"You've been bad," I whispered after the kiss, groping her tit through her blouse. "Time for your punishment."

Mary grinned wickedly, reaching behind her to open the changing room door. We almost fell inside, slamming the door shut. "Slut," Mary called out. "Do what you have to stop any interruptions."

"Yes, Mistress," answered Allison.

I shoved Mary face first against the wall and pulled her skirt up over her ass. She was wearing panties made of wispy, grace lace that did nothing to hide her flesh beneath. I pulled them down, leaving them bunched around her knees, and smacked her right asscheek. "Harder," panted Mary. "I've been such a bad filly!" The second smack was hard and loud and left a red hand-print on her white ass.

"What's going on back here," demanded the male voice of the store's clerk.

"Nothing," Allison said in a sultry voice. "Hi, I'm Allison."

I smacked Mary's ass a third time and she squealed. "Doesn't sound like nothing," the man said. "Come on out."

Allison giggled, and cooed flirtatiously, "You have such broad shoulders. Do you work out? I love a guy with muscles."

I unzipped my pants and smacked Mary's ass with repeatedly with my cock. "Uhh, you feel so hard!" Mary moaned.

"Get out, right now!" the man ordered. "Wait, what are you doing?"

"You're muscles are so hard," Allison purred.

"Miss, please stop that," the man pleaded as my hard cock found Mary's wet cunt and slid up inside her and fucked her slowly.

"Do you like my shirt?" asked Allison. "It's the most amazing fabric. Here fill how soft it is."

"What? Shit!" the man gasped in panic. "I ... fuck."

"Nice and soft, right?" Allison purred.

I heard clothes rustle and the man gasped out loud. In a stricken voice, the man complained, "Miss, you got to put your shirt back on!"

"Do you like my piercings?" Allison asked. "It's okay, you can touch them."

"Oh, god," the man moaned, guiltily. "Fuck, that's nice."

I pulled my cock out of Mary's cunt. "Oh, don't stop," she begged.

"You still need to be punished!" I hissed.

I moved my cock up through her crack and found the tight, rosebud of her anus. "Ohhh," Mary moaned. "Fuck my ass! That'll teach me!"

My cock, lubed with her pussy's juices, pushed past her tight sphincter and into the warm, velvety tightness of her ass. Mary groaned in pain and pleasure, shoving her ass back against me, forcing my cock deeper into her bowels. One hand slit up under her blouse to grasp a small breast and hard nipple, while the other slid down to find a wet cunt and throbbing clit. Holding Mary tight, I fucked her ass hard and she moaned loudly.

"Do you want to see my tattoo?" Allison asked out in the hallway.

"Wow!" breathed the guy.

"It's an invitation," Allison husked. She must have lifted her skirt to show the phrase "Cum on In" that was tattooed on her pelvis, right above her pussy. Beneath the words, a little arrow pointed down to clit.

"I can't," the guy protested.

"Sure you can," Allison said huskily. "Pussies were made to have cocks cum in them."

"Shit," the guy cursed. A door opened and the pair moved into another changing room. Someone bumped into the wall.

There was a wet, sloppy sound and Allison cooed, "You're so big!"

"Am I big?" I asked, Mary as I fucked her ass.

"Eh," she said with a shrug. I smacked her ass and she giggled. "You're my stallion!" she moaned. "And you feel quite large in my ass right now!"

I kissed Mary's neck, enjoying her tight, hot ass as I fucked her. Through the thin walls of the changing room we could hear Allison's pants and the gasps of the stranger fucking her. Mary wiggled her hips, fucking her ass back into me. Mary turned her head and I kissed her lips, pushing Mary's body against the wall as I reveled in her ass's sweet, tight grip on my cock.

"Oh, fuck!" the man moaned. "You're so tight, I am about to cum."

"On, no, don't pull out," protested Allison.

"I don't want to cum in you!"

"Didn't you read the tat?" Allison asked, naughtily. "Ohh, that's nice! Fuck me harder! Fuck me stud!" Allison groaned loudly. It sound like she came. "Oh, your cum so hot and deep inside me! Fuck, you're a stud."

"Thanks," the man, mumbled. The door opened and heavy footsteps walked away.

Allison giggled. "Did I do good?" she asked from the hallway.

"You did great, slut," Mary moaned, then hissed to me, "Pinch my clit. Oh yeah, just like that, hun. Fuuucck!"

Her ass clenched hard on my dick as her body shuddered in my embrace. I fucked her a few more times then emptied my balls into her bowels. I held my sweet Mary, breathing heavily in her ear, for a minute, before I pulled my cock out of her ass. White cum leaked out her brown asshole, running down her crack and taint to her cunt. "Slut!" I called, "get in here."

Allison threw open the door, entering the changing room topless. Her large breasts, perky with youth, swayed and bounced as she walked. Her large, pink nipples were each pierce with silver barbells. Running down her inner thighs was the stranger's cum. Allison saw my dirty cock and the cum leaking out of Mary's ass, and knew what to do. Kneeling down, she first gently licked my cock clean, her tongue stud hard on my cock, contrasting with her soft tongue. My cock clean she started to suck my cum out of Mary's ass.

It was so hot, watching my slut eat my cum out my girlfriend's ass, that my cock grew hard again. When she finished, I turned her head and fucked my cock deep into her mouth. She gagged and chocked as I face fucked her hard, shoving my cock down her throat. Mary smiled, straightening her skirt and blouse, and then grabbed the back of Allison's head and helped me face fuck her. I came deep in her throat and Allison gagged and choked on my cum.

When I pulled out of her mouth, drool and cum ran down her chin. She smiled up at me and purred, "Thank you, Master, for feeding me your tasty cum." She was a good slut and I patted her on the head, smiling down at her.

Knowing my sizes, now, Mary picked out more clothes while telling me to go choose some boxers. She heavily implied that my tighty whitey underwear was not at all too her liking. I found some new boxers and I joined her at the register where I had the clerk sell the clothes to me for free. Allison, my cum running down her inner thighs, had trouble carrying all our shopping bags so I grabbed a teenage boy lounging in the store and pressed him into service.

"Bath and Body Works should be the last stop," Mary told me as we left Aeropostale. "Allison and I will need our beauty supplies."

"Of course," I said. "I think I'll pop into Gamestop."

Mary nodded. "Okay, hun, we'll meet you back here in twenty minutes." I nodded, and pulled some of the money I got from the prudish bitch back at Hot Topic and handed it to Mary. She gave me a quick kiss and led Allison and our teenage pack mule off into the mall.

But it wasn't Gamestop I went. It was Kay Jewelers. Maybe it was crazy, but I loved Mary. Even if I hadn't known her for a full day yet, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. The clerk was a middle-aged woman named Patricia. She had horned rim glasses perched on a narrow, pinched face and boney nose. She smiled happily when I told her I was shopping for an engagement ring and showed me the stores collection. There were so many, that I was quickly overwhelmed.

"What does your girlfriend like," Patricia asked. "What type of jewelry does she wear?"

"I'm not sure," I said, studying all the rings. It was a little overwhelming. "We haven't been together long."

"Ahh," Patricia said. "When I was seventeen I was swept off my feet by this twenty-year old sailor. I thought he was the one."

"What happened?" I asked.

"I got the clap," Patricia said with a impish giggle. "Turned out, I wasn't the only girl he was seeing. So, you sure you're not rushing things."

I shook my head. "No, she's the one. I feel it."

"Okay, sonny," she said. "How about this one?"

One ring caught my eye. Patricia noticed and pulled out a large, black diamond set in white gold and flanked with many, smaller white diamonds. The band of the ring was set with small, black diamonds. It wasn't the most expensive ring, but I found it the most beautiful.

"This the one, sonny?" Patrica asked.

"Definitely," I said. So Patricia placed the ring in a black, ring box and I decided to look for some more jewelry for Mary. I found a heart-shaped, silver locket with a pink rose sculpted on the front; a gold bracelet made of Xs and Os with little hearts engraved on the Os; and a pair of amethyst gold stud earrings. Patricia was such a sweet old gal, I didn't want her to get in trouble for letting me steal so much jewelery. I made her go into the back room and she looked so hurt when I tied her up. I would make sure someone would find her before too long.

Jewelery in hand, I wandered over to the Gamestop. Sadly, no hot, beautiful, cute, or even moderately attractive women wandered into the store, so I just browsed the games. I ended up getting a Nintendo 3DS to replace my old DS and picked up a couple of games. Finally, Mary and Allison showed up. In addition to the Bath and Body Works bags, they had Target bags, explaining the additional ten minutes it took. "Just some toiletries and such," Mary explained with a smile. How could I be mad when she smiled so beautifully.

"So, anywhere else?" I asked.

Mary thought for a minute. "No, I think that's enough for today." Mary noticed the Kay Jewelry bag and her eyes widened. I grinned and handed the bag of jewelry over. I had already slipped the engagement ring box into my pants pocket.

Both Mary and Allison cooed in delight as they opened the jewelry boxes, and Mary immediately put on the locket, the bracelet, and replaced her silver studs for the gold, amethyst studs. Bedecked with her new jewelery, Mary hugged me fiercely and kissed me soundly on the lips. "Oh, they're so beautiful," she said, tears in her eyes, "thank you, thank you." The thank yous were punctuated with sweet kisses. "I love you."

"I'm glad you like them," I told her when she calmed down.

Arm in arm, we walked through the mall. On the way out we I noticed a black, canvas duster in a store window. I had always wanted a duster, ever since I was a kid watching spaghetti westerns. Mary laughed out loud a minute later when I walked out wearing the duster. I didn't care, just place my arm around her shoulder and walked my laughing girlfriend out of the mall.

After a few minutes of wandering around the parking lot, we found my silver Mustang. Allison and the teenage boy placed our purchases into the trunk, and I told the boy to go to Kay Jewelers and find Patricia. As he ran off, the three of us piled into the Mustang with Allison squeezing into the backseat.

"If you could have any car in the world, Mary, what would it be?" I asked as the Mustang's engine roared to life.

She frowned. "I'm not sure. I Volkswagen, probably."

"A Volkswagen?" I asked. That would not have been my answer.

"Yeah, they make the cutest cars."

Laughing, I backed my car out of the space and headed off to find a Volkswagen dealership. I got on highway 512 and got my Mustang up to 100 mph going down the hill into the valley before I had to slow down to make the curves. I got us down to River Road, on the other side of Puyallup, which was crowded with a dealership for every car manufacture you could imagine and found the Larson Volkswagen dealership.

We got out of the car and Mary started wandering through the various Beetles and Jettas, Golfs and Tiguans, proclaiming how cute they were. I just wondered what the fuck a Tiguan was. Could it be a lizard? I checked my camcorder and saw the memory card was nearly full, so I popped open the trunk and swapped out memory cards for my camcorder, and looked around for any attractive women.

"Can I help you folks?" a handsome, young man in a blue-striped white shirt asked. He was clean cut and friendly and reached out to shake my hand.

"Yeah, my girlfriend, Mary, is looking for a new car," I told Frank, reading his name off a blue nametag. "Help her find what she's looking for."

"Okay," he said in a friendly manner, "What type of car are you looking for, Mary?"

"Something cute," she answered, as Frank led her off. "and sporty."

I was about to follow when I noticed this gorgeous, sandy-blonde haired woman, mid-twenties, in a red sundress. The dress was held up by two narrow straps that left most of her shoulders bare, between the plunging neckline and a push up bra, the woman had an amazing cleavage. The woman was with a man, her husband I guessed, who placed a hand on her hip as they talked over a silver Passat.

I grabbed Allison and stopped her from following after Mary. "Slut," I said quietly. "I'm going to lead that man's wife off to the bathroom to fuck her. I need you to keep her husband distracted."

Allison grinned, eying the man up. He was a ruggedly handsome man, broad shoulder and chiseled features. "Like how I distracted the guy in Aeropostale?"

I smiled at her. "You do whatever you want," I told her. Allison nodded her head, eagerly, licking her lips.

Allison and I walked discreetly over to the couple and waited for my chance. After a minute, they separated and I stepped up to the wife and whispered, "Tell you're husband you need to go to the bathroom and then wait for me in there naked."

The woman glanced askance at me and, with a surprised look on her face, said, "Eric, I'm going to use the restroom."

"Hmm, okay, Beth," her husband answered, reading the specs of the Passat hanging on a window, and Beth started walking towards the showroom and the restroom within. Her fine ass swayed beneath the loose fabric of her red dress as she strutted across the car-lot. I waited until Allison walked up and started flirting with the husband, and then I followed Beth to the restroom.

The showroom was deserted and I slipped into the woman's restroom without being seen. Inside, Beth waited. She was naked and shyly held one hand over her pussy, blonde hair peeking out through her fingers, while the other arm vainly tried to cover her large, round breasts. A red flush was creeping across her face and stomach as I filmed her. The door had a deadbolt and she jumped when it clicked as I locked the door.

"Wh-what do you want w-with me," she stammered in fear.

"Don't be afraid," I told her and she immediately calm down. "I'm going to fuck you and you're going to enjoy it. So don't be shy."

Beth's arms dropped away and she straightened, a sultry smile appeared on her face. Her nipples hardened, dark pink, with large aerolas. Her pussy was covered with a fine down of blonde hair. I sat the camcorder on the counter, aimed it where I hoped it was catching the action, walked over to her and pushed her back against the tiled wall, fishing my cock out of my pants. She was breathing heavily, licking her lips in anticipation. I rubbed my cock on her wet pussy lips and then shoved all the way into her.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, "that's good!" Her arms wrapped around mine and one leg curled around my waist. I grabbed it, holding her leg up and allowing me to get deeper into her wet cunt. I started to fuck her fast. Allison wouldn't be able to distract her husband for long and then he would be wondering what happened to his wife.

"God, you feel good," I moaned, kissing her neck as her cunt gripped my cock with a silken embrace.

"Fuck, you're big," she gasped. "Oh fuck, your stretching me so good! Harder! Harder!" The bathroom echoed with our gasps and moans and the slap of flesh on flesh and that wet, squishing sound of cock sliding through dripping cunt. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" she moaned over and over. Her cunt constricted on my dick as she came, bucking in my arms. I kept fucking her hard.

There was a knock at the door, we both froze. "Beth, you in there?"

Fuck it was her husband. I slowed my fucking down and Beth moaned, "Yeah, I'm not feeling well. I'll be out soon!"

"Do you want me to come in?" he asked.

"N-no," she gasped, her cunt tightening about my cock and she squirmed in my arm. I bent and sucked a hard nipple into my mouth. "You can't come in, it's the ladies room."

"Okay, I'll be right out here, Beth."

"O-okay!"

God, it was exciting fucking a man's wife right under his nose. I fucked her with slow, barely pulling out before shoving back in. Beth moaned softly, her cunt squeezing my cock. Apparently, she found it exciting as well. She clenched her lips, trying not to cry out. "You gonna cum on my cock again," I whispered into her ear, "with your husband right outside?"

"Yes," she whispered huskily. "Fuck me with that big cock."

I sucked on her tit, leaving small bite marks. She was panting in pleasure and bucked in my arms as a second orgasm rolled through her. Her cunt was squeezing so hard on my dick and it felt so amazing, and she clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle her scream. My own cum was nearing, building in my balls. I kissed her mouth, tasting her tongue and fucked her hard; one, two, three more times and then erupted inside her.

I slumped against her for a moment, the pulled my dick out of her cunt and stumbled back. "Get dressed," I told her, quietly. "Don't clean out your pussy till tonight. Walk around all day feeling my cum inside you and remembering how great the fuck was. Don't ever tell your husband or anyone else about this. And don't feel guilty. Just think of me when your husband's little dick's inside you."

She nodded, grabbing her beige panties and pulling them on. She walked over to me and kissed me. "Thanks," she whispered. "I haven't cum that hard in years." She found her clothes and got dressed.

I slipped into a stall as Beth unlocked the door and slipped out of the bathroom and I heard her husband ask, "You okay, Beth? You were in there a while."

"Oh, I, um, I wasn't feeling well," Beth answered.

"I can see that," her husband said. "You look a little disheveled. Do you want to go. We can look for a new car another time."

The voices were walking away now. "No, I'm feeling a lot better, now."

I planned on waiting another minute before exiting when Allison burst in, smiling. "Did you fuck her good, Master?" she asked, excitedly.

"I did," I said. "What happened to distracting him?"

"Sorry, master," Allison said, downcast. "I flirted and giggled and stuck out my chest but he wasn't interested."

"Maybe he's gay," I mused. "His wife hadn't been fucked well in a while."

Allison nodded and then saw my sticky cock. She knew what to do and dropped to her knees, sucking my pussy covered dick into her mouth and sucking happily. I closed my eyes, enjoying my slut's hot, little mouth and hard tongue stud sliding around my cock. The door opened and a woman gasped. "Shit, get in here!" I quickly ordered.

The woman, one of the sales staff, quickly entered the bathroom. She stared wide-eye as Allison didn't even stop her blowjob. "Christ," the woman, Iris her nametag read, cursed, mortified. "You can't be doing that in here. Stop that!" She was an attractive woman, early thirties, fit and toned. Her black hair was long and tied loosely back with a red ribbon. She wore a soft blue, business skirt and blouse, and black-rimmed glasses perched on her small nose.

I smiled down at Allison. "You've been a good slut today," I told her. "I think you need a reward. Take off your clothes, lie down and spread your legs." Allison peeled out of her t-shirt and dropped her skirt in seconds and was on her back, legs spread to show her pussy streaked with drying cum from the man she fucked at the mall and her juices. Iris was speechless, gaping at Allison's pussy. "Iris, lock the door then get down there and make that slut cum on your tongue."

Hands trembling, Iris locked the door then knelt down on the floor and move slowly towards Allison's pussy. Allison writhed in anticipation as Iris breathed heavily, inches from her pussy, before she closed her eyes and let her tongue gingerly lick up the girls messy cunt. Allison sighed, hips jerking as Iris's tongue grazed her clit. I grabbed my camcorder and handed it to Allison. The woman was licking slowly up and down her slit, her nerves relaxing and she started to get more aggressive, slipping a finger into Allison's cunt.