Sammy Goes Shopping

This is a story based on Sammy's fantasy that he shared with me. It takes a while before we get to the sex

It's 4 o'clock on Saturday afternoon, and the work week is finally almost over. When I was still a student I could never have imagined that I would later work in a clothing store. Standing five days a week, helping people fit into clothes every day, saying 'but that looks great on you' over and over again, while the mirror says otherwise. Well, shortly after graduating, I got married. With a religious girlfriend who wanted to marry as a virgin, that was the only option for regular sex. Of course she was very soon pregnant with the first, and then waiting for that fantastic job was no longer an option. Fortunately, I was soon able to find work in this business. The big advantage is that we sell both men's and women's fashion, and due to changes in staff I am increasingly helping the women's side. So I am regularly allowed to help young mothers, tight teenagers or older women looking for something new. This is especially a party in November and December, when everyone seems to be looking for that perfect glittery dress with plunging neckline and matching heels. The fact that my own wife is too prudish for this probably plays a part. I am now the one who has worked here the longest, and therefore usually closes the shop. It often happens that I retreat to one of the fitting rooms with a pair of those shoes with 'fuck me' heels. Seeing those heels that my wife would never wear because she thinks they're too tacky or slutty always makes me horny quickly. I can't resist jerking off with such high heels in my hand, sometimes with one of the panties we sell wrapped around my cock. Recently, I don't really remember why, I put on one of the red satin panties left over from Valentine's Day itself. Within a minute I was jumping and I came hard in it. Those panties were of course unsellable, and I put them in a garbage can on the way home.

Most men who come to this department do so with their partner. And, like me, trying to catch a glimpse of other women standing in a fitting room in their lingerie. Sometimes a man comes alone. By Valentine's Day, of course. Men who come to buy something exciting without knowing their girl's size or taste. I always try to send them home with as horny a set as possible. Stockings, suspender belt, small panties with lace or with an open crotch. It's a pretty ecclesiastical region, so those panties are literally all the way in the back. Occasionally a man or a couple of men seem to come alone to find something out for themselves. The first time a boy of about 20 years old asked for a pair of black pumps in his size, I think I turned rather red. But when I saw him walking through the store like a model, wearing higher heels than my own wife, I felt something else too.

Most customers have already left the mall on this drizzly day and my colleagues and I are already thinking about cleaning up. Only one man walks around alone with me. Probably looking for a nice dress or nightgown to give to his wife in the hope that she will blow him off afterwards. Looking at him, it won't take too much effort. A nice face, blond hair, the eyes speak and it looks quite sporty. Not that I'm good at it, but I guess he's in his late 30s, about 10 years younger than me. I walk up to you and ask the usual 'can I help you with something?' ask. You stammer. Well, well, well. You indicate that you are looking for a new outfit for your girlfriend. I ask you if you mean an entire outfit, but the answer is yes. "It's her birthday soon and last year she did a lot of sport and paid attention to her diet. Now that she has lost weight, she would like to surprise her with a completely new outfit. So basically everything from a dress with underwear to shoes. Or rather boots, because she buys she's not quick for herself." Ok, that's nice. To get a bit of an idea, ask what your girlfriend looks like, and what she usually wears. just a bit tight around her waist but that's because of her hips. She has a 75C cup and often wears trousers, but to work she increasingly wears a dress or a skirt, with tights and ankle boots." Ok, are those exciting dresses or skirts? You tan. "Well, they are neat clothes , but I think she can show her cleavage or part of her thighs." You get a color on your cheeks, but that looks good on you. I would also be excited by the thought of finally making the clothes myself from my wife." No problem, that will certainly work in our store. I'm Nick" and I shake your hand. "Okay, I'm, uh, Sammy". No idea why you're stammering at your own name, but okay.

We walk through the store together. I start with the dressy dresses my wife would also wear, and with every "no, this isn't quite it yet" we go a little further. In the end you also fall for a blue dress, and I can't blame you. Short sleeves, tight and with buttons at the top. They can be very demurely closed to the top, but when you open them a beautiful cleavage can appear. The bottom has neat pleats, but ends somewhere halfway between the buttocks and the knee. "That's a fantastic dress" I say. "A nice mix between something for work, with the buttons closed and thicker tights underneath, and exciting for a date with the buttons open to show her C cup and a shiny panty or nylon stockings around her legs." You hold the dress. "Now let's see what size we should have. What size is your girlfriend?". Your head turns red and you don't say anything for a while. Then "Um, yeah, pretty much the same as me". Hmm.

"But you said your girlfriend has a slim figure with wide hips, right?" You nod. Your red head and uncertain look should be enough hints. "Are you sure it's for your girlfriend, isn't it for yourself?". You nod again, and for a moment it looks like you could just walk away. I do not want that. I'm not exactly sure why, but the fact that it's been 2 weeks since I was allowed to fuck my wife with the light off must play a part, I've been horny as butter for days. "Ooooh, ok, but that's no problem. We often get men here who are looking for something for themselves". Not. "You know, it's almost closing time anyway, let me lock the place. Then you don't have to worry about others coming in and stuff, and you can fit in. I don't have to leave yet." Before you can answer I walk to the door of the store and lock it. Sign with 'closed' on it and I turn off the light at the entrance. On my way back inside I quickly text my wife that I'm going to have a drink with colleagues after work.

Back in the women's department you are still standing awkwardly with the beautiful blue dress in your hands. I take a larger size from the rack that should fit you and then think about the possibilities we have. "Say Sammy, I think the color of this dress suits your eyes very well and makes them stand out nicely. But it is a tight fit, so the right lingerie is very important. Shall we go in the back to see if do we have something there that would fit with it?" You nod and I watch your discomfort slowly but surely turn into something else. We walk to the lingerie department, and I immediately pass the regular cotton panties and bras. I already know what I'm looking for. A little further on hangs a beautiful black thong, satin with a lace trim. It is part of a set from Victorias Secret that we sell, just like other sets from that brand made for women with slim hips and small breasts. The accompanying bra is made of transparent black lace with a flower motif, without underwire. I choose cup A and press it into your now clammy hand. "These go great with your dress and I think you also have the buttocks to wear a thong." Now you blush again, but even harder. "We have different fillings for bras, and there is also one that will fit well here. But now we have to make a choice. For the legs you can choose from pantyhose, stay-ups, those are the nylon stockings which stay in place through a silicone edge, and the classic stockings with suspenders.The first two are the most obvious, but for the real experience I would still like to see you in the stockings.The set also includes this black suspender belt. Personally, I always like it when a woman buys and wears a complete set, it says something about your taste and style. Unfortunately, my own wife usually just picks something out of the closet."

You stand in front of me with your mouth half open, with a beautiful lingerie set in your hand. In the other hand I push a package. The Bas Secret suspender stocking from Oroblu. A black transparent stocking with a wide lace top and a beautiful satin sheen. Not cheap, but super feminine. Now the shoes. Didn't you say something about boots? "That's right. I, er, my girlfriend sometimes wears those sexy ankle boots, but never boots. I mean the real ones, with heels." You become visibly more enthusiastic. "Do you mean a normal heel like Dutch women who often wear Sammy, or those 'follow me home and fuck me heels?". So that last one. These are not in the store, but I know there must be a few more in the back of the warehouse. They were once ordered by a customer with a large size for a party, but then not picked up by her. "I'm going to get the boots. Are you going to try on the lingerie in the fitting room Sammy? Normally that has to be done over your own underwear, but then you still don't know what it is. So try it without".

In the warehouse I start to wonder what I'm doing, but the thought of that sexy set my own wife would never wear and the shiny black boots with an exciting heel make me think mainly with my cock. Which is already starting to get pretty hard. It gets worse when I get to the fitting room. You have now undressed and put on the panties and bra. The padding in the black lace bra gives you a sweet A cup and the black panties, wow. I had estimated you as sporty and that turns out to be correct. A nice ass is visible with the black thong through the seam. At the front it is clear that it fits, but that this will not last long. Your cock is not hard yet, but now it fills all the lace panties completely. You look at yourself in the mirror and I see the lust in your eyes in addition to uncertainty and doubt. "Wow Sammy, that set looks really good on you!". You're shining. I'll help you put on the suspenders. Maybe you could do it yourself, but I think it's a nice idea to stand behind you and put on the seatbelt. My cock is now rock hard and I really have to restrain myself from riding against your ass like a dog in heat. Fuck. I've been looking at transvestites and crossdressers online a lot lately. Mainly because they try so much more than many women (especially mine) to be feminine and sexy. The fact that there is something extra in the panties is somehow extra exciting. With the suspender on I put my hands on your hips. Your skin feels hot under my fingers, like you have a fever. "Now for the stockings. Do you know the best way to put them on?". Apparently you've seen enough videos of this online, because you're doing pretty well. You attach both nylon stockings to the suspender with the wide collar. Carefully you roll the stockings over your legs, what a sensual sight that is. Now my cock is really about to burst, and I'm clearly not alone. The front of your black thong is soaked in pre-cum, and the top of your clit is about to pop out...

I ask you to raise your arms and I help you in your dark blue dress. It fits you like a glove. The smooth, tight fabric makes your tits clearly visible, and the pleated skirt at the bottom just covers/just doesn't cover the top of your stockings. When you move a little it is clearly visible that you are wearing suspenders. Finally the long black boots and then you stand in front of me in the fitting room, slightly wobbling on the stiletto heels. "You look great Sammy! Take a good look at yourself in the mirror. Feminine, sexy. Nice little tits and your ass really comes into its own with those high heels and the short dress." You turn to the mirror and look at yourself. Somewhere in the back of my mind I think I'll have to look for a good wig and make-up tomorrow, but you're already sexy. Apparently you think so too, because I see the horny look in your eyes and the growing bump at the front of your dress. There is a hard cock visible that should already be sticking far out of your thong. Or cock, actually it's more of a hard, female clit now. I'll come up against you now, and push my hard cock against your buttocks. My hands on your hips, my mouth close to your ear. "I'm happy with what I see Sammy. How about you?". You look at me in the mirror. "Oh Nick, I never expected this. I mean, such a sexy feminine set, this beautiful dress, those soft stockings. And then those boots, oh my god". You look at yourself from top to bottom in the mirror. "I feel really sexy. Do you think I'm sexy too Nick?". I answer by kissing you on the neck. First low, then higher. I suck on your earlobe, moving my hips and riding your tight ass. My left hand goes to your fake tit and kneads it softly. My right hand goes to your crotch and rubs the dress. "I think you're very sexy Sammy" I whisper in your ear. "Can't you feel how sexy..? I haven't been that hard in a long time, and it's because of you. Your slim body, your tight ass, those sexy clothes you're wearing, you know how to turn a guy on Sammy". You moan as I grab your clit through the fabric and pull it slowly. You move your hips forward and back in a slow fucking motion. You push your ass back to feel my cock, then forward again to feel my hand even better. Actually, we're dry-fucking like I used to do with my wife before we got married. I feel how horny you are shaking on your legs, this can't last much longer. Fuck it, this is so horny. With wide, open eyes you look at me in the mirror, panting, moaning. "Ooooh Nick, this is so good, this is so good, mmmmm. My boots Nick, see how horny my boots are. My girlfriend never wears them, but I do now, for you Nick.". Quickly my hand goes under your dress. I feel the satin smoothness of your stockings, the lace of your panties, the intense heat of your clit. I take your clit in my hand and slowly jerk you off. "Ooohja nick, oooh please stop, I'll be in the dress shortly, mmmmmm oh Nick please continue". Your eyes radiate horniness, your hips jerk, your clit seems to grow and throb and then I feel how you spray jet after jet of warm horny into my hand. You moan so loud I'm glad no people live above the store. When the shaking stops, we stay that way for a while. I take my hand from under your panties and bring my fingers to your mouth. You immediately know what I mean and open your lips. Sensual you take my fingers in your mouth and lick your own horny off my fingers.

"Oooooh my god Nick, that was so good! I don't think I've ever come so fast and so hard". I look at you. "This was a first time for me too Sammy. I mean, with someone like you, a hot girl with a clit." You push your bottom back a little, against my still hard cock. You giggle, "I guess we're not done yet. You're so nice to me Nick, what can I do for you?". I can think of a lot of things, but I also realize that 1. I'm going to come very soon and 2. I'm going to ask my wife questions when I get home much later. "You're going to do a lot for me Sammy, but now you're going to get down on your knees like a real slut. You're going to do here, in front of the mirror, what my prudish wife never wants to do. On your knees in your horny stockings you're going to blow me like a whore". You quickly drop to your knees and sit in front of me. It's inexperience rather than hesitation.

I've never done this Nick, but I want to do it right. I want so badly to taste your hard cock

. I'm almost ready now.

That doesn't matter honey. Just do what you would like yourself, and the rest will take care of itself

. You undo my belt and zipper and my pants fall to my ankles. My cock is throbbing and in my boxers, jumping forward when you pull it down. Your mouth is close to my cock, I feel your hot breath on my head. You look up, what a horny sight this is, this is better than porn. The threshold you have to cross has become very small because of your horniness, and your lips touch my head. Fuck fuck fuck, your lips are soft and warm, wet with your own saliva. What a kiss this is! The tip of your tongue goes along the edge of my glans, apparently you know exactly where the sensitive spots are. Then your mouth slides down my cock. On the rare occasions when my wife blows me, she does it quickly and under the sheets so I can't see anything. This is so much better. Your mouth slowly moves back and forth with a sweet, gentle pressure on my cock. You look up, straight into my eyes. That alone is almost enough to make me come. "Ooooh Sammy, what a nice blowjob sweetie. Your mouth is so soft and warm, a perfect blowjob. Your mouth feels better than my wife Sammy's pussy." Enthusiastically you suck harder on my cock. In the mirror of the fitting room, I see the security camera across the street, in the hallway of the fitting rooms. I must not forget to erase those images later. But only after I send them to myself, who knows what else I can do with them. For now my attention goes to you Sammy. What a nice pipe slut you are. If you can do this on your first time, what should it become with more experience... Your head bobs up and down over my cock, your warm, wet mouth. With one hand you hold my pole and jerk me off, with the other hand you caress my balls. I wish this would never end, but at the same time I want to cum so badly, so badly to squirt inside this slut. "Oooooh baby, go on Sammy. Jerk me off and suck me dry!" The cum seems to come out of my toes and spray up so hard it almost hurts. It's so much that you struggle to swallow it all and almost pull your head back. I take your head in my hands, and shut up about my cock, something I would never do with my wife. I'll fuck your mouth in a few strokes. "Mmmmmm yes Sammy, suck slut, ooooh fuck, suck me dry like a whore with your mouth." It runs a little down the corners of your mouth, but you bravely swallow most of it. What a horny face that is!

You look at me, and with my hands I help you up.

My god Sammy, that was so good. If you can suck like that the first time, wow!

. You look at me a little shyly.

Thank you Nick, I loved doing it too, I wanted you to enjoy it

. Before I even realize I was doing I take your face gently in my hands and give you a kiss, a real french kiss. I taste your lips, your saliva and my own cum. Strange, but quite tasty and secretly very horny. Then it's time for you to change. Carefully but quickly you take off the high boots, the nylon stockings, the dress and your lingerie set to replace it with your normal clothes. I'll put your new outfit in a bag and watch you grab your debit card.

No honey, this is a present from me. All I want in exchange is your phone number

. With a smile on your face you give me your number, and a little shaky on your legs you go out through the door I opened for you. When it is closed again, I quickly go to the PC where the images from the security camera are stored, put the last hour on a USB stick and then delete it. I can definitely jerk off to this on a regular basis. And maybe even more can come along. If you have any doubts next time, this recording can help you make the right decision.