Teasing with Benefits (Alison)

Alison Knox stepped out of the changing room in a thin, black nighty. Cut low in the front and high on the thigh it presented a racy image of her slim body. Hinting at everything the raven haired beauty had to offer with out giving it way.

Adopting a slutty pose Alison asked the seated blond "Does this say breed me?"

"Oh definitely breed me!" Tracy exclaimed with a little clap. "It even looks a bit like a maternity dress."

Turning to admire herself in the mirror that dominated the changing room's back wall Alison had to admit the lose fitting nighty did look a bit like a maternity dress. "You know." the brunette bemused. "The fact I could still wear it after getting knocked up is a definite plus. Do you think Todd will like it?"

"He's your husband. You tell me." Tracy answered.

Alison though it was great how the two of them had been able to twist the weirdness of the day into something fun. A series of odd events had plagued both woman since entering the mall. First some joker had given them both Breeding Passes at the mall's entrance. Then a perverted teen had proposition Tracy to have sex with him in a changing room. In the end both woman had taken it all with good humor. Transforming their shopping trip into the hunt for the perfect 'breeding' outfit. A quest that had eventually lead them to one of the malls multiple lingerie stores.

"Ok. Now it's your turn." Alison said. Not bothering to change out of the nighty the brunette traded places with her blond friend. Giving Tracy access to the changing rooms while she took a watchful seat besides their purses and shopping bags.

Normally the conservative Alison would feel ill at easy sitting in a public place wearing nothing but a nighty. However the changing booth was located down a short hallway providing a modicum of privacy from the rest of the store. A store that catered exclusively to women to begin with.

It took Tracy only a few dull moments to change into her outfit. Throwing the stall door open the blond stepped out in a tight white corsair. The form hugging garment threw away all attempts at subtle. Drawing attention to Tracy's most subjective female qualities.

Bending at the waste Tracy gave Alison a compromising look down her low cut top. "Does this do it for you?"

Alison laughed. "Not me girl." She mockingly putting up one hand to block her view of Tracy's tightly packed cleavage. "Put them away already."

Tracy had a way of embarrassing Alison like no one else could. The scandalized brunette was certainly glade the two of them were alone in the narrow hallway. Tracy could be even worst with a crowd.

Standing tall the blonde asked in a more serious tone. "So what do you think? Is this a breeding outfit?

"It says run." Alison answered honestly. "It looks like the undergarment of a wedding dress. Or maybe some fancy ball gown. Too much commitment for your average man."

Tracy put a hand to her forehead and looked out into blank space. Invoking her best imitation of a defenseless southern belle she said "Woe is me. A noble damsel in need of a handsome and honorable lover to impregnate me. Is there truly no southern gentleman present willing to take on such a noble and necessary undertakings as this?"

"Excuse me." broken in a deep male voice. Turning both woman found their private little hallway had been invaded by a man. And not just any man. A black giant. Seven feet tall with a bulky linebacker's build. The man was conveniently handsome and well dressed.

"I couldn't help but over hear your plight." the man interceded. He held out a laminated card for Tracy to take. "Perhaps I could be of service."

Tracy stared at the words Breeding Pass printed on the card for a long moment. Glancing up at the man the blond teasingly gave the stranger a slow once over. Taking in every inch of his well built frame.

"Ummm... You do have a nice body." Tracy mocked.

"As do you." The stranger countered. His roaming eyes fixed on the blond's curves.

"But are you a true southern gentleman?" Tracy asked.

"From the deepest south." The stranger answered.

Alison shook her head in disapproval at her friend's over the top flirtation. She knew Tracy was toying with the man. She had always been fond of acting more promiscuous then she actually was.

Tracy stepped back into the changing room. "I do find myself in a sudden fit of distress." she said in a most inviting tone.

"I'm always happy to help a lady in need." The stranger answered as he confidently stepping in after Tracy. Turning the man gave Alison a white smile as he closed the stall door behind him.

Alison was totally dumb struck by her friend's scandalous behavior. Tracy was a tease, but this was over the top even for her. The brunette instinctively tried the door only to find it locked.

"Occupied." Tracy called out from her side of the plywood barrier.

Pressing her ear against the door Alison could hear the sounds of garments rustling and Tracy's endless giggling. "Don't tare it! I haven't even paid for it yet!" the blond fused.

Alison knocked on the closed door.

No answer. Only the faint echo of Tracy's voice as she conversed with the man. "This is such a trill. I don't even know your name yet."

Concerned Alison knocked harder. "Tracy. Come on out. This isn't funny any more."

Tracy's muffled voice continued to drifted through the changing room door. "All I can say is wow. What have you been feeding that thing?"

"Pussy." came the man's gruff answer.

Worried for her friend Alison banged on the door even harder. "Tracy! Stop! You can't tease men like this!" She cried out.

"Who's teasing!" Tracy shouted back.

Alison was at a lost. She really didn't know what to do. From within the changing room Tracy let out a shrill squeal. Which was raptly followed by the thick masculine grunts of a man in the process of getting off.

Alison could just make out Tracy's giddy laughter beneath the man's exaggerated grunts.

Laying down on her stomach Alison peaked under the stall door.

Both Tracy and her breeder were completely nude. Standing upright the man held Tracy suspended in mid air using only his muscular arms to keep her aloft. The blond's feet never touched the ground as he repeatedly raise her up and down his oversized cock.

The playful smile on Tracy's face made it clear the blond was enjoying herself immensely.

Alison found herself captivated by the scene. The spying brunette was fascinated by the sheer strength of Tracy's impromptu lover. His ability to raise and lower her friend like she was nothing more than an air-filled doll. And that cock. A thick oversized rod of veins and width. Truly a muscle of an entirely different sort.

From behind a male voice intercede "If you asked real nice I'm certain they'll let you join in."

Caught completely off guard Alison looked up to find the voice belonged to a man in his early twenties. Combining playboy good looks with a head of golden blond hair the speaker was strikingly handsome.

Blushing red from embarrassment Alison quickly climbed back to her feet. "I was just making sure my friend was ok." the brunette hastily explained. "She's never done anything like this before."

"I'm sure she's having quite the time in their." The man answered. Giving the door a good rap with his closed fist. "Lincon has away with the ladies."

"Good God Alison!" Tracy shouted. "We'll be done in a minute!"

"The hell we will! I'm giving you the deluxe love making package!" Lincon boasted.

"I guess I'll just give them a moment to finish." Alison said to playboy. The way his eyes glided over her slime body made the brunette regret her earlier decision not to change out of the nighty. Now she no longer had a choice. All of her cloths were inconveniently locked in the same dressing room as the giggling Tracy and her new lover.

With a bit of flare the blond playboy flipped a card out from seemly thin air. Holding it at Alison's eye level between two out stretched fingers. "I believe this is what you've been waiting for." he said.

Alison instantly recognized the card as a Breeding Pass. Her breath quickened as she stared at the simple peace of plastic.

The blond playboy placed the card between the swell of Alison's breast. Their firmness holding it in place for a few moments before the quick rise and fall of her chest worked the pass free of its perched.

As the man confidently stepped forward Alison found herself instinctively stepping back. Colliding with the hallway wall. The slim brunette found herself trapped. Trapped by the playboy's presence, trapped by her wardrobe, and worst of all trapped by the Breeding Pass. Which demanded in no uncertain terms that she was to have unprotected sex with this stranger.

Alison felt one hand on her hip while the other brushed her long dark hair gentile. "Your very pretty." the stranger commented.

"I have a husband." Alison meekly stated.

"Hell never know." Her stranger promised. He was extremely handsome with piercing blue eyes and a perfect smile.

With out invitation the playboy leaned in and kissed Alison on the lips. She didn't kiss back.

Alison felt exploratory hands on her exposed thigh. They slipped upwards. Raising the nighty higher and higher until it was pass the round curvature of her ass. Alison didn't protest as the playboy's squeezed the firm flesh of her hindquarters. The longer he spent feeling her up the more time she had to think of a way out.

Emboldened by her lack of response the playboy's hands wandered across Alison's slim frame. Working their way up to grope her firm breasts though the thin fabric of the nighty.

Alison held out her right hand to view her wedding ring. The simple golden band meant something to the brunette. It was a promise of faithfulness to her husband. A vow she very much wanted to keep.

Pulling away from her breasts the playboy's hands dropped down to unbuckle his belt. A nervous Alison glanced down in time to watched the man's pants fall to the ground. An erect cock visibly tenting his boxers.

Alison could no longer hear the sounds of sex echoing from the changing room. All was quite in the hallway as she faced near certain penetration.

Without warning the changing room door swung open and a very naked Tracy stepped out. The equally nude Lincon close behind.

Seeing her friend pinned against the wall by a handsome younger man Tracy greeted Alison with a smile. "You go girl. I didn't think you had it in you." the blond jested.

"I could use a little help here." Alison pleaded.

"Nonsense." Tracy answered. "Your doing fine."

Lincon and the playboy eyed each other. A moment of tense rivalry seemed to flare up between the two only to die. "Trip." the black giant commented in cool greeting.

"Lincon." the playboy answered.

Tracy retrieve her own Breeding Pass from her purse. Handing it to Lincon she seductively asked "If I give you mine does that mean we try for twins."

Lincon tossed the presented Breeding Pass aside with out even glancing at it. "Why stop at twins?" he answered.

Sweeping the giggling blond up into his arms Lincon pulled her back into the changing room. With a playful backwards kick Tracy closed the door behind her. Leaving her **** friend still pinned against the wall by a pants less playboy.

"Where were we?" Trip asked. Leaning forward he slipped a hand beneath Alison's nighty pulling her silk panties aide. The playboy expertly rubbed the brunette's clit with his finger tips. Stimulating it sweetly.

Sliding one exploratory digit in. Trip whispered his findings into Alison's ear. "Your wet."

The pinned brunette felt betrayed. Not only by Tracy but by her own treacherous body.

Withdrawing his hands the playboy swiftly striped off his boxers. In her mind's eye Alison saw Trip's bare cock inches away from her pussy lips.

Alison knew this was it. She had to think fast or become an adulterous. Looking passed Trip the brunette noticed her purse laying open by the chair in the corner. She knew it had been closed earlier. Her own Breeding Pass safely tucked inside. At least it should be inside. Might be inside? "Where did you get that Breeding Pass?" Alison asked Trip.

"Uh... What?" the playboy replied.

Pushing the man back Alison shouted "You went through my purse didn't you!" She could just see the weasel ruffling through her belongings while she was distracted by Tracy's sexual escapade. "That was my Breeding Pass you handed me! It doesn't even belong to you!"

"Wait! Wait! I don't know what the big deal is! We both know you want it!" Trip stammered.

Alison was so angry she was seeing red. The Breeding Pass she had sit aside for her husband had almost been used to trick her into cheating on him.

Reaching into her purse Alison found that not just the Pass was missing but all of her cash as well. "You took my money too?" Alison cried out in disbelieve.

An experienced thief Trip new exactly what to do when caught red handed. Grabbing his pants in one hand the blond playboy made a run for it.

"Your a nut job lady!" Trip exclaimed as he sprinted down the short hallway.

In her anger the normally passive Alison actually followed the running thief out of the short hallway and into the store proper. "Thief!" Alison cried out. "Help! I'm being robbed!"

As luck would have it their was a security guard just outside the store entance. Holding out one hand the guard shouted. "Stop!"

"F you!" The escaping Trip responded. Flipping the guard off for good measure.

Pulling his taser out in one swift motion the guard fired on the fleeing suspect. The blond playboy shook briefly before collapsing like a puppet with his strings cut.

Holstering his weapon with a smooth well practiced twirl the guard said. "I love it when they run."

A little shocked at the brutality of the guards methods Alison none the less felt it had been justified by Trip's attempted crime.

Moving quick to secure the suspect the guard pushed the crumpled playboy onto his back and snapped a pair of plastic cuffs on the downed Trip.

Seeing the guard had the situation well in hand Alison returned to the short hallway containing the changing room.

From within the changing room echoed the muffled sounds of Tracy and Lincon still hard at play. Alison banged hard on the door to get Tracy's attention. "Your a bitch!" She told her former friend.

Next Alison bent down and retrieved her dropped Breeding Pass from the floor. Bending the laminated card back and fourth repeatedly the brunette warped the plastic sufficiently to break the card in half. She then dropped both ends into a conveniently placed wastebasket.

Alison completed the process with Tracy's discarded Breeding Pass. Destroying it in the same manner as the first before dropping the segmented peaces into the wastebasket.

Her mission complete Alison turned to find the muscular security guard standing behind her. A grim look on his face.

"You know normally when I catch a thief the wronged party waits around for their money or property." the guard stated. The engraved gold bar on his uniform proudly identifying the man as Chad Lumis.

"I couldn't just leave them laying around like that?" Alison tried to explained. "There dangerous."

Reaching into the waste basket Chad retrieved a peace of laminated plastic. The broken ends of thin copper wiring could be seen poking out from the segregated edges. "This is half of a Breeding Pass isn't' it?" Chad asked

"Yes."

"You know these have been turning up all over the mall."

"There's a man giving them away at the South Entrance." Alison volunteered.

"Madam. I'm going to need you to help identify this man."

Reminded of what she was wearing Alison tentatively asked. "Can I change first?"

"That would be for the best."

Drawing out his nightstick the Mall Dog banged on the changing room door containing the screwing Tracy and Lincon. "Mall security!" He shouted. "Play time's over!"