“Yeah! And your dirty, exhibitionist mind is gonna love every second of it.”

“And your dirty, exhibitionist mind is gonna love every second of it.”

I impatiently yanked aside her delicate bikini top, freeing a pair of gorgeous, healthy tits. The small piece of purple fabric still hung from her neck, resting limply atop her full beasts. I drank in the sight of her incredibly body in its entirety: from the stunning red hair on her head to the white cotton socks on her feet. Every inch of this woman radiated sex.

I pushed her back, sandwiching Amy between my body and the changing room wall as I crashed my mouth down upon hers. Her sweet tongue wrestled in my mouth for a moment, then she gently bit down on my lower lip and gave it a tug.

Holy shit, I was hard.

“Mmm… took you long enough,” she teased.

“Took ME long enough?” I snarled, forcibly spinning her around so that her ass pressed into my crotch. I reached around and roughly palmed her breasts. “You’ve been keeping me on a fucking hook! What day were you planning on making good on your promise to fuck me, anyway?”

I jabbed my fingers down and furiously rubbed at her soaking wet clit. Grinning devilishly, Amy wiggled her hips, grinding that bare ass against my jeans.

“I was waiting—ooh, yes—waiting for the day you finally took the initiative, dumbass! Some girls want their man to take charge, you know.”

But-! But-! Aw, fuck it.

We were here now, trapped in this ridiculous little room, and we weren’t going anywhere until I had good and truly fucked that tight body of hers. I pushed Amy against the mirror long enough to drop my jeans and boxers to the floor, then I pulled her right back against me, thrilling at the feel of my naked cock resting in the warm cleft of her dancer’s ass. I pushed my hips back and forth, stimulating my shaft between the globes of her butt while I bit down on her shoulder—hard.

“I love your fucking body so fucking much,” I breathed in her ear. Where had that come from? It was like another guy’s voice was coming out of my mouth. I never talked that way to the other girls.

“What do you love about my body? I want you to tell me.” Her breath fogged the mirror as she spoke.

“I love your hair,” I gave her hair a quick yank, eliciting an excited shriek. “I love your face, and your neck…“

Her breath caught as my teeth gently grazed the **** skin of her throat. My hands traveled down her body as I continued, “I love all these little freckles on your tits, I love the way your nipples feel between my fingers…”

“Mmm!” she moaned. I gave those nipples a sudden tug, and Amy spun back to face me, pulling my lips to hers for a fiery kiss that left us both gasping for air. Our bodies mashed together as we kissed, sandwiching the full length of my cock against her toned stomach. She frantically yanked the shirt over my head and planted a dozen sloppy kisses across my naked chest.

“I love your perfect ass,” I went on. “You’ve got the greatest ass in all creation.”

“Aw,” she stammered between kisses, “That’s—so—sweet—”

She bit down on my nipple. Wow.

“But what about this?”

She pulled my hand up between her legs, against the smooth, slippery folds of her clean-shaven pussy.

“That I cannot wait to get my mouth on.”

“Your mouth? Who said anything about your mouth?” She clenched her fist around my painfully hard shaft. “I want this.”

I just nodded in agreement.

With a display of flexibility that practically made me come right then and there, she lifted one of her perfectly sculpted legs straight up and rested an adorable, sock-covered ankle on my shoulder. She then wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself up into the air—

Ballet is awesome, by the way.

Her ripe breasts smashed against my face as she changed position, swinging both legs around my waist and pretzling them across my back.

I pushed the unbearably hard tip of my cock inside her slick gash, then let her drop back down again, burying me to the root as we allowed gravity to do our fucking for us. Her eyes scrunched shut in ecstasy.

“Yesss…”

My athletic lover pulled herself up again as I bent my legs, pulling out, then dropped herself back down as I thrust up against her.

It was a powerful, physical, almost animal kind of sex I had never experienced before. Amy’s face looked wild and predatory, like a jungle cat fighting for her life. Her breasts clapped loudly against my chest with each thrust, bouncing deliciously with each withdrawal.

Again, I looked into the mirror over her shoulder, groaning at what I saw:

There I was, holding Amy’s lithe body in my arms as we fucked. Her perfect ass bouncing up and down with my movements, the rigid thickness of my shaft disappearing into the furnace of her cunt, her long mane of red hair tossing back and forth across her slender, naked back.

“Look at us,” I whispered, twisting around so that Amy could see the mirror as well—

The sight of our naked, sweaty bodies slamming together caused her whole body to start shaking uncontrollably.

She went completely ape shit, doubling the speed of our fucking, racing for the finish line. We were both so aroused it had become painful, and we were **** for relief.

“Fuck!” she screamed, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuh-uh-uh-uck…”

There was no way the other women in the store didn’t hear her, but I figured that was what Amy wanted. I, for one, loved the idea of everyone else hearing our frantic sex.

I clamped my hands around my lover’s firm buttocks and changed the angle of my thrusts, pounding forwards instead of upwards, so that my pelvis shoved rapid-fire against her clit. Amy went through the roof, her words incoherent. Her fingers clamped so tightly into my shoulder muscles I could only thank God she kept her nails trimmed.

“Yes!” she screamed, “Yes!”