Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
He’s leaning against the door to another dressing room, and it finally dawns on me that we’re in the men’s section of the store; all around me are nothing but incredibly expensive suits, jackets, ties, and pants. The only people walking around here that would see me would be the men shopping for those.
That thought echoes through my mind as Cameron stares me up and down, watching my every nervous twitch. My eyes dart up and down every aisle, clutching at myself, waiting for Cameron’s next order. The anticipation is murder.
My heart is racing, and the cool air in the department isn’t doing a thing to cool my burning skin. I can still feel it run across every inch of me; this dress does almost nothing to provide any real coverage, and between that and the sheer intensity of the situation, my nipples are painfully swollen.
This fact isn’t lost on Cameron in the slightest. He has a subtle smirk on his usual serious face as he watches my embarrassment. His gaze is burning into my already flared and flushed body, and I’m starting to really enjoy it.
His eyes don’t break away from studying every detail of my body as I glance nervously around. I finally see someone round the corner, and my heart starts to beat in a panic. I look back to Cameron, flicking my gaze back and forth between him and the man working his way towards us. He has a cocky smirk on his face as he moves his hand ever so slowly towards the handle of the door.
I start to squirm, torn between arousal at some random stranger seeing my cunt fluids all but streaming down my leg in this nothing of a dress, and the sheer embarrassment of it all.
The random patron is within earshot, and I plead with my eyes to Cameron, not daring to make any sound to draw further attention to me.
Finally Cameron opens the door and I dash into the dressing room and nearly collapse to the floor.
“What a good girl,” Cameron muses as he closes the door behind him. “And how was that?”
I stare up at him towering over me as I pant. I’m in a puddle of emotions and arousal on the floor of the dressing room, and judging by the incredible bulge meeting my gaze, my state hasn’t gone unnoticed.
“Well…it was a unique experience,” I laugh nervously, still slightly breathless. “Definitely one of the most exhilarating things I’ve ever done. I feel like I just ran a marathon!”
“Glad you enjoyed it, baby,” he says, extending a hand out to pull me up to stand with him. “Just seeing all that made the bill more than worth it.”
I swat at him playfully, then lean into him, feeling the soft fabric of his suit and taking in his manly musk swirled perfectly with an obviously expensive cologne. I stroke my hand up and down his chest, feeling his cut muscles easily through the fabric, almost as if it wasn’t there at all.
I stare up at him as I feel his fantastic body, and he leans down into me to kiss me deeply. Just the touch of his lips burns through my body more than everything he just made me do, and every hint of embarrassment flows out of me entirely.
Just being in his arms could calm me, even if I were standing naked in the middle of Time’s Square.
I break away from his lips, panting for a much different reason. I pull the front of my dress out from under me and fall to my knees, rubbing my face against his crotch on the way down. Just feeling the heat and girth through his pants is enough to make me melt, but I need more.
I reach up and stroke his hard cock through his trousers lovingly, taking my time with this. If anyone decides to interrupt us in here, it’s on them. They’d better be ready for a great show!
I finally, slowly, slip his gigantic cock out of his pants. It drops heavily in front of me, his balls hanging heavy and foreboding behind it. I stare, fighting back the urge to drool at this massive, perfect specimen of manly cock.
I grip him tightly, but find absolutely no give in the hardness. I wrap both my hands around him, only to notice my dainty hands don’t even cover a majority of the surface of his massive 12-inch cock.
As I begin to stroke him, a small drip of pre-cum leaks from him, the only thing in his stoic form that betrays his degree of excitement from the show he made me put on.
I slide my thumb across the tip of his cock and roll the slick, sticky pre-cum across the front of his throbbing member. I feel his entire length pulse at my touch, and I smile proudly to myself.