MY EXHIBITIONIST MOM- CHAPTER 32

CHAPTER 32- AT THE DEPARTMENT STORE

(NOTE: ALL CHARACTERS DEPICTED AS OVER 18)

I guess many normal 18 year-old girls have had the same fantasy I've had: I'm at the department store shopping for clothes, and a really cute salesgirl helps me with them, and comes into the dressing booth while I'm changing. After it happened for Mom, I wanted the same experience for myself.

We were doing some shopping for school, and I wanted to get some nice lingerie and nighties too. The salesgirl in the intimates department was a shortish girl with short hair, big hips, a small waist and very cute face. Her name was Lena, and she sounded foreign. She was very helpful and I asked her to help me try on some things. She asked an attractive older lady associate to watch the register and came into the dressing booth as Mom said she was going to have a look around.

I immediately knew I needed to masturbate, and I wanted to find a way to do it right in front of this girl. Without saying a word, I stripped off all my clothes, including my bra and panties, and asked if she could take my measurements. She seemed momentarily stunned by my nudity, but tried not to let it show. "Let me get my tape measure," she said, and as she left to go get it she snapped the curtain shut, and I quickly opened it again. "I just need to keep an eye out for my Mom," I called to her, as she looked a little confused to see me standing nude in full view of anyone in the department.

I could feel my pussy dripping juices down my leg, and when she returned she might have seen them too. She stood behind me with the tape and I said, "Just let me play with my nipples for a few moments, because they stick out and I want to get the correct measurement." She said, "Take your time, I'm in no hurry." I could tell she was warming to the situation. I took my palms and flicked them up and down across my nipples, and I could see them bouncing and getting rock hard.  "Do they look hard enough?" I asked. "Let me see," she said, and she pinched them lightly a couple times. "I think so." And she took my measurement, taking extra time placing the tape across my nipples. "Let's do the bottom," she said, and her hand brushed my inner thighs and she felt my wetness. I pretended to be embarrassed. I dreamed up a little white lie for her.

"I'm sorry I'm so wet, but my Mother is so strict and I'm not allowed to relieve myself at home. I'm going to be honest with you: I need to climax so bad, I may have to masturbate right here. I hope that doesn't shock you."

She looked shocked. But she said, "Not at all, I've seen several women take advantage of this booth to do the same thing. I've even masturbated here myself. Would you like some privacy?" I said, "Actually I have a really big favor to ask. I want to leave the curtain open so that I can keep track of my Mom, and I'd really appreciate it if you could stand in front of me while I doing it to myself, so people can't see. I'll make you a nice sale and tell the manager how helpful you were." I snapped open the curtain, and standing in full view I thrust my middle finger into my pussy and started fucking myself hard. She scooted around me and stood in front of me as I asked.

My pussy was making loud slurping noises as I quickly moved my finger in and out. "Yeah that's it," I whispered loudly, I urged myself on. "Fuck yourself. Fuck it hard. Do it. Do it right now in front of the whole store. Fuck your pussy. Fuck it harder. I'm going to make myself come." I was standing up, legs bent, my hips moving back and forth against my finger, thrusting in and out of me fast. "Lena. Turn around. I want you to watch me finish." She turned around, and I looked directly into her face as I stood with one hand on my hip and the other moving in and out, my juices flowing freely. "What are you waiting for?" She said. "Why don't you finish off? I want to see it. I want to watch you come. Have you done this before in front of other salesgirls?"

I said, "No. But I want to do it in front of you. I want you to watch me masturbate. I'm about to come, but I'm trying to hold it another minute. I don't know if I can." I reached down with both hands and spread my pussy lips so she could see how wet I was, and a stream of juice unleashed and landed on her shoe and ankle.

"You just squirted on my foot. I think you'd better finish right now. Go ahead and masturbate for me. Do it now, I want to watch you." "Okay," I said, and made a face of pure concentration. "Here I go. Watch me now. Watch me. Watch. Yes. Yes. Yes. Ahhhhhhhhhh...." And five or six strong squirts of juice came out of my pussy. This time she put her leg forward on purpose to catch the liquid on her shoe and leg. My vagina was spasming open and closing, as I watched her smiling at me, her leg wet with my juices.

"Wow, you just jerked off all over me. I hope no one notices. I have to get back to the sales desk," she said, "But I'm going to jerk off hard tonight thinking of you, and I'm going to leave my door open so anyone in my family can see me if they look in. And I want you to do yourself tonight and think of THAT. OK?"  And she left me, the curtain still open and me breathing hard, nude and wet, to put my clothes on and meet her at the register.