Excursion Ch. 02byjthserra©
Stephanie followed the heavyset woman into the fitting room, attracted to the dark curly hair that rolled down over her shoulders. She had given up on the couple that caught her attention the day before and decided to visit a department store, hoping to pick up a nice pair of slacks. Seeing the woman's hair over a row of clothing, Stephanie quickly moved to get a better look at the woman, thinking perhaps it might be the same one from the day before.
The woman was different, though she was attractive, she was a bit overweight. She did dress in a manner that made the most of her mass, the dark colors and style concealed a lot of her heft and the proud way she carried herself seemed kind of sexy to Stephanie. She watched her and as the woman took several hangers of clothes toward the fitting room she grabbed a pair of slacks and followed her.
Stephanie paused out in the store as the woman entered corridor to the fitting rooms and then wandered in as the woman closed a door behind her. Casually selecting a room adjacent to the woman's, she closed her door, noticing there was only a spring catch holding it closed, not a lock on the inside.
Acting quickly, Stephanie undressed completely, carefully arranging her clothes on the small bench. Looking at her own naked body in the mirror, she listened to the woman undress and dress in the adjacent room. Imagining the sight of the woman clumsily removing her blouse and pants, Stephanie moved her hands to her breasts and began lighting moving them over her nipples, watching in the mirror as they hardened to her touch.
Still listening to the woman in the next dressing room, she bent over and peeked beneath the partition, waiting until she saw her step out of the new pants. Knowing that the woman would take a moment, while still in just her underwear, to hang up the clothes, Stephanie moved quickly, darting out of her room and pushing the door into the woman's fitting room open.
Slipping inside, she heard the woman gasp and drop the hanger with the clothes onto the floor. The two women simply stood motionless for a moment, both trying to grasp exactly what would happen. Finally Stephanie reached her hand out and ran her fingers through the woman's hair and whispered, "It's so beautiful."
"Ah, thank you, yours is too... I mean your hair is nice too."
Her hair frazzled from too much dye jobs and mistreatment, Stephanie smiled and whispered, "No, you're just being kind." Her hand slid down through the woman's hair to her shoulder. She felt the woman jerk slightly at the touch, but she continued moving her hand, downward over the black lace bra until she cupped the woman's large breast with one hand.
When the woman didn't say anything, Stephanie spoke, "If you want me to leave, I will."
"What about the sales clerk?"
"If we hear her come in, I can duck under there," she said, pointing to the gap under the partition between their fitting rooms. "But they are so understaffed, they'll be tied up on the register for a while."
"What should I..." the woman began to ask.
"If I may," Stephanie whispered, reaching her hands to the elastic waistband of the woman's panties. Kneeling down, she slowly worked the black, lace panties over the woman's enormous thighs, encourage that even a large woman would feel sexy enough to wear panties like these.
Tossing them onto the end of the bench Stephanie said, "They're very sexy."
"Thanks, they are hard to find in my size."
Gently running her hand up the inside of the woman's thigh she replied, "Mmmm, I'm glad you found them." She gently pushed the woman back onto the bench.
"So am I," she said, sitting down on the bench and opening her legs. Her large thighs still slightly blocked Stephanie's access, but the woman braced one foot on the shelf on the adjacent wall and then moved her other foot up onto the bench.
Stephanie paused, amazed at the way the woman could spread out like that, nearly doing the "splits" for her. It was an oddly exciting sight, seeing the massive white thighs, the taut muscles with the loose flesh sagging a bit, all converging to the curly triangle of hair and the seductive slit with the flowing, soft lips opening to her.
Moving closer she smelled the heavy, though not unpleasant, scent of the woman, an earthy, damp odor that ran a tingle between Stephanie's legs. Grasping a handful of the woman's thighs with each hand she dove in, pushing her tongue quickly into the woman's wet cunt. The acrid taste and pungent smell was shockingly intoxicating and Stephanie squeezed her hands and drove her tongue in and out of the woman, lapping up the taste, feeling her own pussy begin to quiver for attention.
Sliding her tongue up the woman's long slit, Stephanie dropped one of her hands between her own legs, reaching for her clit and as her tongue circled on the woman, she mimicked the motion with her own hand. The woman groaned, sliding her ass on the cushioned bench, pushing her pussy onto Stephanie's face.
Feeling a surge of pleasure building inside, Stephanie slowed her fingers as she lapped the woman's clit, sensing the woman's gentle climb, closer and closer... finally, the woman grabbed her head and pulled her hard against herself. Stephanie quickened the movement on her own clit, letting herself finally come as the woman breathed and shuddered in climax.
Resting her head on the woman's soft thighs, Stephanie ran her hand over the woman's thigh, reaching around to her large buttocks. Simply letting her hands stroke the woman's ass, she breathed in the woman's scent, as the last pulses ran through her body. Stephanie then turned her head, gently squeezed her teeth into the woman's flesh in an ever so gentle love bite and stood up.
"What about you?" the woman asked.
"I kind of did myself," she replied.
"I know, but we don't have time now," she whispered and then rolled under the partition back into her fitting room.
A male voice called out, "Is everything okay in there?"
Calling back from her room, Stephanie replied, "Yes I think so. I'll be out in a second." Looking up at the security camera that was focused on her room, she quickly dressed. Stepping out of the room, she glanced over the adjacent fitting room and noticed the camera there too.
Handing the pair of pants she never got around to trying on to the security guard, she smiled sweetly and asked, "Enjoy the show?"
Smiling as the man's face quickly blushed, Stephanie walked out into the store and headed over toward the cosmetics counters and the exit. Walking toward the door, she looked over at one of the perfume counters and spotted a familiar face. Pretending to sample several of the fragrances she looked closer and realized, it was the woman she followed the other day, the one with the beautiful hair. Replacing the perfume sampler, Stephanie walked out of the store, making plans for her next shopping trip.