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Pretty Candy A few days ago my friend Katrina told me about a new store opening up downtown called Pretty Candy. She said that there was one like it in the town she used to live in and they sold some pretty unusual clothes and CD's. She begged me to go there with her the next day, and I said I would. I took her home then and promised to be back to get her the next after noon. The next day I got dressed in some low slung blue jeans and a black satin button up shirt and picked up Katrina. She complimented my shirt and we drove to the store. She was right, the store was pretty amazing. They had everything from sequined ball gowns to black leather corsets. I had always wanted to try a corset on so I left Katrina playing in the shoe section and walked over to the wall where the corsets were. A sales girl was next to me in a second. "Can I help you?" I turned to look at her, and she was pretty cute. She had long black hair, with bangs like Bettie Page. Her large dark eyes regarded me with a questioning look and she repeated her question. "I'd like to try one of these on, if I could." I stammered. I didn't know why I was nervous. She was just a cute sales girl wearing a leopard skin top and a black leather mini skirt. It wasn't like she had a whip or anything. She grinned at me and told me to follow her to the back room. I swallowed, and tried not to watch her walk. When we got into the back room I was surprised. It was a dark room with purple walls and black velvet furniture and black carpet. She pointed to a couch and told me to sit down and she walked out of the room for a minute and came back with a measuring tape. "Strip down, because I have to measure you to make sure this is going to fit." She said, coming towards me. I nervously began to unbutton my blouse and silently was glad I had worn matching lingerie. She didn't take her eyes off of me as I shrugged out of the shirt. "Bra too honey," she growled as I started to sit back down. I took off my black lace bra and laid it next to my shirt. My nipples were instantly hard and she smirked at me. "What's your name?" I asked suddenly. "Take off your pants too, this is going to be a thourough fitting." she instructed before answering my question. "My name is Vivianne. My friends call me Viv. And who are you?" "Raven." She was standing so close to me I didn't have the energy to do much else. We were about the same height and our lips were only an inch or so apart. I could feel the heat growing between my legs, as I stood there naked in front of this beautiful girl. She fiddled with the tape measurer for a minute longer, never taking her eyes off of me. I realized it was stuck in the can it retracted into. "Damn," she said throwing it over her shoulder. I barely had time to breathe before she had her mouth on mine and was running her pale slender fingers up my back. "You have a beautiful body Raven," she breathed as she eased me back on to the couch. I was so shocked and turned on by the thought of having sex with this strange girl I didn't protest. As soon I was seated she began to strip. She had medium sized breasts that were firm with beautifully hard nipples. Her skin was so pale, and as she removed her skirt I realized she hadn't been wearing any panties, and her shaven pussy lips were already shinny in the dim light of the velvet room. She approached me shyly at first and then settled her warm body over mine and started sucking my nipples. As she did it I could feel her pussy rubbing up against mine and I wanted her to touch it so badly, I slid my own hand down there. As I rubbed my clit, hers rubbed against the back of my hand and she moaned with my nipple in her mouth. Her juices flowed onto my hand and my own shaven pussy as she continued to rock back and forth over me. Finally she moved my hand out of the way and had me sit up. She knelt on the floor between my legs and lightly touched her tounge to my clit. I shivered and she told me to lean back and relax. I did as I was told and felt her velvet tounge slide over my clit for the first time. It was hot and moist and she drug it across my pussy slowly. After a while she pointed her tounge and jabbed at my clit giggling when it got hard under her tounge. She slid a finger into my dripping pussy and smiled at me. "Hold on darling," she purred and went down again, taking my clit into her mouth and sucking hard. I bucked my hips wildly and she sucked me until I cried out softly and came all over her face. I jumped up and pushed her to the floor. I was hungry like an animal and I wanted to eat her alive. "Are you ready Viv?" I asked giving her nipple a hard twist. She licked her lips and begged me to do it. I slowly kissed my way down to her glistening pussy and spread her legs wide open. First I teased her with my fingers, slowly making circles around her clit. She bucked her hips to get me to touch her in a certain spot and I just smiled. I lowered my head and ran my tounge across her hole and her clit in one great swoop. She shuddered and I knew I was doing it right. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and started licking her clit fast and hard. She wiggled beneath me and I slipped a finger into her. She immediately started fucking my finger and begged me to put two in there, so I did and started sucking her sweet little clit. I could feel it getting harder in my mouth as I sucked and tounged it at the same time. She was whimpering and I was covered in hot juices and then she announced she was going to cum. I sucked harder and a wave hit my hand and my face and I hungrily drank it down. A little while later I went back out into the store and found Katrina getting her purchases rung up. "You know Kat, you're right, this store is pretty cool, I think I'll be shopping here a lot." Warning: While I am not a feminist, the author of this short story is. I support her decision, as it is her decision to make. The only reason I am telling you this is because her site is a feminist site, and I know that some of you readers may be offended by a feminist site. My advice, if it will offend you, dont go there. Raven has a right to be a feminist if she chooses to. I put links to all of the authors sites, kind of as a "thank you" for letting me post their stories. |
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