Delilah's Shopping Surprise
Delilah whistled a happy tune while getting dressed for
her shopping trip with her friend Karen. Shopping was her
favorite hobby. As a matter of fact, when John would send
her out with a charge card and orders to get "all dolled
up", she was one happy woman.
John stood in the doorway of the bedroom watching her. He
could watch her all day. Delilah bent over to pull on her
jeans exposing her red satin covered treasure and his manhood
leaped in his shorts. What a sight she was to behold. Long
slender legs capped with a supple rounded behind that just
made his mouth water. Her hips tapered into a small waist,
and her long auburn tresses flowed like liquid fire down
the silky skin of her back. She turned to see John leaning
on the doorframe, his eyes looking at her full breasts.
Her nipples hardened into balls and jutted out from their
dusky rose beds under his gaze.
"Well, well. Just what do we have here? A peeping John?"
Delilah laughed as she pretended modesty, covering her
breasts with her hands.
John crossed the room and stood before her. "God woman,
you are so beautiful, and I'm so lucky, not to mention
horny." Fighting the urge to make love to her right
that minute, he handed her the olive green v-neck sweater
lying on the bed. "Now finished getting dressed and
get outta here, or you're going to be very late meeting
Karen, if you get my drift."
Delilah pretended to pout when John began to walk away.
"Oh John. Now you've got me all juicy thinking
about it."
"Good. You just hold that thought and you'll
really be wound up by the time I give it to you later."
He smirked over his shoulder as he continued walking out
the door. John smiled to himself thinking about what was
to come.
* * * * *
Delilah frowned as she made one more pass down the lane of
the parking lot searching for an empty space. She couldn't
believe how the mall traffic was gearing up already for
holiday shopping. "I'm glad my shopping is almost
done, and I don't have to be out is this maddening crowd."
She thought as she finally maneuvered her Dodge Durango
into a spot at the far end of the row.
Shoppers seemed frantic as they clutched their bargain
buys and rushed past Delilah in both directions like speed
racers. John had sent her out with orders to buy something
slinky and sexy for her office Christmas Party. He always
loved it when she got dressed up for something special.
Even though it was still a few weeks until the party, he wanted
her to have plenty of time to find something she wanted.
She giggled as she thought, "I guess that should be
something John wants." For Delilah knew John's
pattern. Once she brought the outfit home, John had her
lay everything out, including the lingerie, on the bed
in the spare bedroom. He would visit the room often and envision
Delilah dressed in the sexy array. This built his excitement
for the big night, and always resulted in John's undressing
her on the way home in anticipation of what the night was
yet to bring. Was it any wonder, Delilah enjoyed these shopping
excursions?
Delilah spotted Karen sitting in the coffee shop sipping
a latte. She was tapping her long fingers on the table to
the beat of the Christmas tunes echoing through the air
over crackling speakers. Delilah watched her friend for
a few seconds. Karen was still her favorite among all her
friends. She and Delilah had been friends since their early
childhood. In fact, it was Karen and Delilah who gave each
other most of their sex education. They would practice
every technique they read about or heard someone else talk
about on each other. From French kissing to finger fucking,
they had grown up quite close.
"It's about time." Karen scolded as Delilah
joined her. "Let me guess. John wouldn't let
you out of the house without a quickie this morning, right?
I swear Delilah; I don't know who is more oversexed
between the two of you. You've been together for years,
and you still act like sex-starved teenagers."
"Careful Karen, that green-eyed monster is seeping
through your pretty blue eyes." Delilah laughed.
"And for your information, it was the traffic and
not John."
"Yeah, I guess I am a little jealous. After ten years
and two kids, Ben's attention has dwindled far below
my expectations."
"Aww Honey. I know how disappointed you are, but believe
me, if there's a problem; it's Ben and not you.
You're still a hotty." Delilah comforted her
friend as she stood and planted a kiss on Karen's forehead.
"Now let's get going."
Karen and Delilah visited a few of the more exclusive stores
and laughed and giggled as Delilah tried on various outfits.
A couple of times while shopping, Delilah caught Karen
surveying her with a sly grin on her face, but Delilah questioning
Karen's expression only brought protests from Karen
that she was being silly, and that Karen was simply admiring
Delilah's still lush figure. Delilah noticed a few
times in the dressing room, Karen would slide her hands
seductively across her skin as she would help Delilah in
and out of dresses. It had been quite a while since Karen
and Delilah had had any real intimate play with each other.
Karen's touch still felt really good and although
she joked about how her figure had gone to pot after two kids,
Delilah still got turned on just looking at her. As Delilah's
fashion search progressed, Karen's touches got a
little more intimate and lingered just a little longer.
Once she even stood behind Delilah and reached around to
fondle both her breasts.
"Mmm, I still remember how sweet these tasted when
I used to suck on them." Karen crooned as she squeezed
Delilah's firm tits and rubbed the nipples with her
thumbs. Needless to say, Karen's slow seductive teasing
was getting Delilah hot and wet.
Delilah's body trembled beneath Karen's soft
hands, "Better watch out Karen. You may be starting
a fire you'll have to put out."
"Now wouldn't that just be a shame." Karen
giggled. "Ever done it in a dressing room before,
Kitten?"
"Not yet." Delilah giggled back and turned
giving Karen's lips a soft brush with hers. "Now
be a honey and get this for me in a size 8." Delilah swatted
Karen's shapely behind and ushered her out the dressing
room door.
Of course, John knew about Delilah and Karen's past
intimacies. They have a bond of honesty between them, and
a love so strong and exciting that after several years they
still can't keep their hands off of each other no matter
where they are. Delilah knew it would excite John to know
how Karen was trying to seduce her, and that made her even
hotter. This afternoon as she fucked him, she would tell
him all about it so she could feel him stiffen even harder
inside her hot cunt.
Finally at store # 5, and after trying on a total of 15 dresses,
Delilah found the one she wanted; a Christmas green cocktail
dress. It had spaghetti straps, and hugged her curves just
the way John liked. The built in bra pushed her full breasts
up into inviting cleavage, and the slit on the side made
it even more sexy as it showed a good deal of her tanned thigh.
Delilah knew John would like this one. He always complimented
her when she wore green saying it made her auburn hair shimmer.
As Delilah turned around checking it out in the mirrors,
she commented to Karen, "Well Karen, I do believe
this will get John's motor running, don't you?"
Facing the mirror, Delilah bent down to put on a pair of gold
sling-back heels to get the full effect. When she came back
up, Karen stepped up behind her. Karen's hands came
around Delilah's waist and slid up to her breasts.
"Well, I sure know it has mine." Karen purred,
reaching her hands inside the bodice and closing them around
Delilah's breasts. As Karen fondled her breasts and
massaged her nipples, Delilah couldn't help but lean
back into her a little. Karen lowered her head to kiss the
very sensitive spot on Delilah's neck that she had
discovered many years ago. She pressed her female heat
against Delilah's firm backside and slowly rocked
her hips against Delilah's. Bringing her hands around
to hold Karen's hips, Delilah pulled Karen tight against
her, and pushed her ass hard against Karen's mound.
The moist heat between Delilah's legs was building
again. She had always loved the way Karen would seduce her,
but still she closed my eyes to picture John standing there
watching them. Delilah could see John in her mind's
eye, standing there against the mirror massaging his growing
bulge. Just as Delilah was getting into the grinding and
the visualization, Karen stopped. Delilah opened her
eyes and looked straight ahead into the mirror to see Karen's
reflection.
Karen was looking into the mirror and grinning. "You're
still my sexy girl, Delilah, but before I get carried away
I want to go get something I saw out in the store that I want
to see on you. Get yourself out of that dress and I'll
be right back." And with a quick kiss on Delilah's
bare shoulder, away she went.
Delilah was a little confused at Karen's behavior,
but followed her command and began taking off the dress.
She had just pulled it up and her head was inside the dress
when she heard the dressing room door open and Karen giggle,
"Well now there's a sight to behold; your cute
little ass shaking in that red thong while trying to get
your dress off. Here let me help."
As Delilah waited for Karen to help, she felt hands her on
my ass. Wait a minute! Those aren't Karen's hands!
They are too rough, too big. Those are the hands of a man.
"Karen, what is this?" Delilah asked raising
her voice.
"Relax, Delilah. I told you there was something in
the store I wanted to see on you, and here he is." Karen
said laughing.
Delilah began to struggle to get the dress off as the hands
started to move around to the front of her body and pull her
against a noticeably firm bulge. "Stop it! Karen,
what is going on here?" She began struggling harder
to free herself from the hands and the dress.
She felt someone step in front of her, and realized it was
Karen as she reached up to grab Delilah's wrists and
stop her struggling. Then the male hands begin a sensual
massage of her abdomen, but she was too upset to give in to
the feelings.
"Karen, please, don't do this." Delilah
begs.
The hands work their way lower, and they sneak underneath
the fabric of her thong and slide down to her mons pubis and
begin a rotating massage. The bulge pressed against her
ass is straining against its cover. Delilah feels one of
the male hands reach between her ass cheeks and slide sensuously
down the crack of her ass as it works the zipper down to release
the pent up cock. She feels the velvet heat of the steeled
cock push against her ass.
"Oh my gawd, how could Karen do this to me?" Delilah's
heart is nearly pounding out of her chest, but the struggle,
the massaging hand, the hard cock has raised a forbidden
excitement between her legs.
Karen pushes the dress further up Delilah's body and
cups a tit in her free hand and tweaks the nipple which despite
Delilah's protests has grown erect.
"Delilah...relax Baby. It's all right...I
promise...it's all right. You know I wouldn't
do anything to hurt you. Just give in to it. You know you want
to...so just let go, Baby, let go." Karen whispers
through the material of the dress separating their faces.
It's then Delilah realizes there is a familiarity
in the intimate touch of the male hands. The massaging hand
moves a little lower and one finger slides over her clit
in much too familiar movement. "John? John, is that
you?"
There is nothing but silence from the stranger touching
her most private treasures, but she feels a feather light
kiss brush against her back. The same feather light kiss
John often gives her as they finish heated lovemaking.
Delilah's tension eases as she accepts John's
silent confirmation. His free hand reaches to his cock
and slides it in between the white orbs of her ass and the
head stops at the opening of her love tunnel. Slowly John
moves his hips back pulling the head back to the edge of her
ass, and then slowly he moves his hips forward again applying
upward pressure to his cock so that it rakes a light pressure
over Delilah's anal opening as it slides past on the
way back to her pussy. She moans and pushes against him.
This is a move John knows she loves.
Karen whispers through the fabric, "See Delilah,
I told you it was alright. I could never do anything to hurt
you." Karen kisses Delilah's cheek through
the dress and then Karen replaces her working fingers on
Delilah's tit with her mouth.
"Mmmmm...Karen...John", Delilah moans softly
as the two tease her senses. Karen sucks Delilah's
nipple deep into her mouth, and John repeats his seductive
strokes from her asshole to her pussy. Delilah's pussy
is almost dripping with the juices John and Karen are creating.
Karen and John stop just long enough to move Delilah toward
the padded bench across from the mirror. Delilah tries
to remove the dress and Karen stops her. "No Baby leave
it where it is for now." Karen commands.
John remains silent as he positions Delilah on her knees
on the bench and removes her thong. Karen sits on the bench
as Delilah kneels on all fours. Karen's fingers begin
to play with her tit again, and then Delilah feels John's
breath blow hot on her ass. John's tongue draws circles
on the cheeks of her ass. He moves his tongue lower and lower
with each circle and finally draws the tip of his tongue
around the tight opening to Delilah's ass. John knows
how to drive her crazy with his more than well educated tongue.
"Oooo..." Delilah exclaims as John pokes the
hot tip of his tongue through the opening briefly and then
lick its with the flat of his tongue.
John moves his tongue lower and licks around the sides of
the opening to her pussy. Then he licks down each side of
her pussy lips and back up again. He remains silent. The
only sound is the reverent lapping of John's tongue
against Delilah's hot flesh, and Karen's soft
moans as she suckles at Delilah's sweet rose tips.
John's fingers part Delilah's passion swollen
lips and his tongue flicks her clit. She jumps and squeals
at the sudden assault against the sensitive bud.
"Quiet!" Commands Karen, her fingers against
Delilah's lips, "We can't have shoppers
thinking your getting fucked in her, Love!" With
that, she pulls the dress the rest of the way off and moves
in to kiss Delilah's full pouting lips. Karen buries
her tongue deep in Delilah's mouth as John buries his
tongue deep inside her juicy cunt. Delilah moans into Karen's
mouth as John sucks her juices onto his searching tongue.
Karen breaks their kiss and moves to sit in a chair next to
the mirror. Delilah turns to watch Karen as she props one
foot up on the bench, raises her skirt and pulling her white
lace panties aside begins to play with her own snatch and
watch John hungrily eat Delilah's wet pussy. Delilah
finally gets her first glimpse of John in the mirror. His
face is shoved between her legs busily sucking her love
hole and licking her dripping cunt lips. John stands and
looks at Delilah in the mirror and then at Karen seated next
to it fingering her neatly trimmed box. He inserts two fingers
in Delilah's pussy and massages her tight bung hole
with his thumb. She rocks against his fingers and watches
as he unfastens his jeans and drops them in a puddle around
his ankles. John moves behind Delilah and positions his
massive erection at the opening of her now dripping box.
He works it in circles wetting the head and draws it back
to position it against her anal opening. With an easy pressure
John rocks his hips back and forth gently pushing the head
against the tight opening forcing it to open slightly with
each push.
Karen and Delilah both moan at the sight of John paused to
enter her. Karen's fingers quicken their motion and
John and Delilah are compelled to watch as she inserts her
fingers into her own dripping pussy. Karen never takes
her eyes off John's steel cock. Again John teases them
by wetting his cock at the opening of Delilah's pussy
and going back to push against her anal ring. This time a
little more forcefully. Delilah starts to rock back and
forth on her knees pushing against his forward thrust.
"Ooooo...This is so delicious...so fucking hot...feeling
you against my ass and watching Karen fucking her own cunt."
Delilah moans softly as she pushes her ass against John's
steel shaft.
John moans at her seductive words. Delilah loves to talk
dirty when they fuck and it has such a profound effect on
him. He feels his cock swell inside her with growing urgent
need.
Their eyes remain fixed on Karen and hers fixed on John's
cock. John moves his cock down to Delilah's luscious
pussy and thrusts it in, in one full hard thrust, and doesn't
stop until his balls slap against her clit, and then he stops
moving completely. Delilah wants to scream it feels sooooo
good, but to keep her silence, she bites her lip.
Karen's voice hoarse with passion urges him quietly,
"Fuck her John. Fuck her now!"
"Yes, Fuck me now John." Delilah continues
Karen's thought. "Karen wants to see your beautiful
cock fill me up and then pump me full of your cum."
"Oh yes, Delilah, talk dirty to him Baby. Watching
you two fuck is the hottest thing I've ever seen."
Karen's hoarse whisper rises in volume with each word.
"Ooooh, gawd, you two have me so hot."
John maintains his silence. His cock, still lodged in Delilah,
is harder and bigger than any other erection he's ever
had before. Watching Karen play with her sexy pussy and
feeling the velvet hot walls of Delilah's white hot
cunt grip him tightly is exciting him beyond all reason.
Slowly John starts to move the full length of his shaft in
and out, increasing his speed a little with each stroke.
His thumb presses through Delilah's anal ringlet
and her knees just about give way from her excitement.
"Yesss.." Karen coaches "Give it to her
John. Talk to me Delilah, Baby. Please Kitten, talk to me."
John and Delilah's eyes meet in their reflections
in the mirror. They see the heat of passion blazing in their
eyes. They return to watching Karen as she strokes her clit
and fucks herself rapidly.
"That's right Karen. Fuck yourself as John fucks
me. Watch him push his cock up inside my hole." Delilah's
low sultry words fueling her heat, Karen leans her head
back closing her eyes for a moment and moans. Then Delilah
turns her commands to John, "John, put your cock into
me as deep as you can. Push it in hard and deep. Watch Karen
fuck herself while you fuck my cunt. Oohhh yesss, Baby...
fuck my ass with your thumb while your cock fucks my pussy.
Fuck me for Karen, Baby...fuck my cunt for Karen."
Delilah's words push them all closer to the edge of
orgasm. Her thrusts against John become more urgent as
he reaches around to grab her nipple. The deep hard thrusts
of John's cock rapidly bringing her to the brink of
ecstasy, she feels him tense behind her.
"Karen...open your eyes." Delilah commands.
She opens her eyes and fixes them again on John's thrusting
cock. "We're getting ready to cum, Karen. John
is fucking me hard and we're going to cum. Cum now, Karen.
Cum for me. Fuck yourself harder and cum Baby. Show Delilah
how fucking hot you are."
Karen bites her lip as she begins to cum at Delilah's
command. Her body thrashing in the chair bucking against
her fingers and her creamy cunt juices flow out covering
her fingers and her tight asshole. John and Delilah increase
their thrusts as watching Karen cum takes them to the moment
they've been waiting for. Delilah strokes her clit
and John fucks her full force as his rod tightens and then
explodes with sweet streams of cum jetting into her own
exploding tunnel. Delilah nearly screams out loud feeling
that scorching heat jettison into her. John's grunts
out a low guttural moan as he shoots his load deep into Delilah
and then leans down to kiss her back as his softening cock
releases from her dripping box.
Karen leans in to kiss Delilah in a searing passionate kiss.
They both lap at Karen's pussy-coated fingers as she
places them between their lips. The two women move into
a long deep kiss of appreciation as they languish in the
afterglow of their orgasms. As their kiss comes to an end,
Delilah hears the dressing room door close and looks up
to see John is gone.
Karen stands up, smacks Delilah on her bare rump and giggles,
"Well don't just sit there Delilah, get dressed.
We still have lingerie to buy."
"Karen, when did you and John plan..." Delilah
starts to ask, but is interrupted by another light kiss.
"I don't give away secrets, Kitten. I just wanted
to see you and John have some fun. Now let's get going.
I still have to get groceries for dinner tonight, and believe
me, after this, Ben had better be ready for a night of hot
raw sex." She laughed again smacking Delilah's
ass.
Delilah just shook her head and smiled. "Yeah, I bet
he'll be whipped tomorrow. And as for John, you just
wait 'til I get home. Man is he in for it." Delilah
pulled on her jeans and sweater and turned to leave the dressing
room.
Karen pulled Delilah to her and just before kissing her
passionately one final time, purred, "Mmmm...I'll
bet he'll be glad to hear that. Maybe we all get together
again real soon, Kitten."
"We'd love that, Karen."
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