Dedicated to Master Scott, Based on our true week together.
- Showing Off
Pulling into another densely packed street, Scott exited the car and motioned for Sarah to hurry up the pace and join him. Passing down the street, the short dress and pulsing erection underneath were commented on and pointed out quickly. Living through the same humiliation once more, Scott led her into a popular dress shop. Having timed the excursion for this time of year, knowing the local schools were nearing their school dances, Scott led Sarah into the bustling and quite packed shop. Throngs of teen girls, their mothers and the occasional father were there, and as Scott led her into the shop, many took quick notice. Many of the girls laughed, many of the mothers showed disgust, and some of the fathers were intrigued.
Slowly, he led Sarah around the shop, showing her around and looking over the dresses, making sure to get her opinion on many of the choices. In no time, one of the sales associates had found there way over, walking over from behind she asked casually if there was anything she could help with. Scott quickly spoke up "Yes," he began, "She's looking for a few new dresses, and doesn't know what's hip or sexy these time of year." The sales associate nodded as she walked over, assuring him and her that she'd help Sarah find a few good choices. It was only then that she noticed the bulge, hesitating a moment before getting a cruel smile on her face.
Slowly, Kris, as she had introduced herself, help the two around the store. Kris was sexy, there was no other way to describe her. Wearing a short black skirt, and white blouse that showed off her black bra underneath. Black pumps and perfect legs, a large chest and pronounced ass. She looked hot, Scott was sure to comment to Sarah how she'd be like that someday. Picking up the latest styles and fashions, a few floor length gowns, short ones puffy ones, all placing them in Sarah's arms to hold. Soon there was a full amount of clothes in her arms, and Kris popped the question "Well would she like to try them on?" Scott readily agreed, happy at the prospect as Kris led the duo to the back of the store. The store was designed in such a way that on the back way was a row of changing rooms, with a large open area with seating in front for parents and friends to wait then watch as the girls postured their prospective dresses.
Leading Sarah into an empty dressing room, of which the bottom six inches could be seen in, the top somewhat missing but covering still, leaving not much privacy. There, she hung up the dresses and picked a rather puffy bottomed one, gathered, shimmering pink with a few bows placed around, strapless. "Try this one on first," Kris commanded Sarah as she opened the door "I'll zip it up." It wasn't so much a suggestion as her telling Sarah how it would go through. Fully capable of zipping her own dress up, Sarah pouted somewhat. Unzipping her leopard print tube dress, pulling it down, Sarah could but let out a gasp as her erection popped out, straining against the thong. Hanging the dress up, she refused to touch it, knowing Scott would be more than angry. Kicking off her matching heels, she settled in her fishnet clad feet on the carpet.
Stepping into the new dress, she pulled it up and settled it somewhat up. Tugging on the zipper, she brought it up just enough so that it wouldn't fall off. Trying in vain to tuck her erection down, the puffiness of the skirt hid it well enough. Waiting for some time, the chatter of people outside of the dressing room overbearing, she soon heard a knock. Not waiting for a response, Kris entered the changing room carrying a box. "I asked him for your size," she said, opening the box and presenting a pair of high heeled pink stilettos. "Put them on," she ordered, holding the box out as Sarah responded quickly, taking the strappy shoes and sitting down, slipping them on with ease and securing the strap.
Standing up, he looked towards Kris, who sneered at him "Well, turn around!" Doing so quickly, Kris reached over and zipped the dress up quickly. Smoothing the dress for him, she ordered him to turn slowly so she could inspect it. Then made him do a quick curtsey, laughing at how well he did it. She then made him stand in front of the mirror in the room, stepping behind him. "Don't you look cute," she whispered into his ear, "And so sexy..." Sarah stood there, not moving, as Kris slowly wrapped her hands around Sarah, pulling up the front of her dress. Licking her lips slowly, her red coated lips, Kris reached to the strings of the thong and pulled them down. Sarah gasped as her cock sprung free, aching for release. Leaning forward, Kris bit gently on Sarah's ear, her manicured hand wrapping around Sarah's cock and rubbing it slowly. Whispering gently into Sarah's ear about how much of a slut, a slag, a skank she was as she pounding her hand on her dick. Having waited so long, in no time Sarah shuddered, bending slightly at the knees as she came, shooting streams of cum onto the mirror.
Letting go of Sarah, Kris pushed her towards the mirror. "Clean it up!" she commanded rather loudly, as Sarah took in what she was being told to do. Dropping to her knees, landing on the plush carpet, she leaned forward, her tongue coming out and slowly lapping up the cum as it rolled down the mirror. Eating it quickly, as if starved, she soon finished. A hand gripped her shoulder and yanked her up to her feet. Kris pulled her thong up, smoothed the dress, and reached for the handle. "Time to show everyone else," she began, turning the handle as Sarah's eyes grew wide with fear.