The lingerie store

You figure a nice set of lingerie will do Tracy some good for the big event (and maybe a few more for around the house). You enter the store to find it predominantly filled with women, most likely making some purchases to surprise their husbands at home. Looking around you begin picturing Tracy in some of these outfits and feel a little bit of tension in your crotch area. Tracy seems to be enjoying herself too, walking around grabbing some of the outfits and admiring them.

"Why don't you pick some out and we can head to the fitting rooms and see how they look on you."

"Are you sure you don't want to pick them?"

"I think I'd enjoy watching you pick them out more, make sure to choose whatever you think will make you look the most fuckable to other men. Remember, these outfits are about conveying that you're just a piece of meat to be used however a man pleases."

Tracy bites her bottom lip at this remark and starts walking around the store grabbing a few of the sets. The two of you then enter a fitting room which conveniently has a chair for you to relax and enjoy the show. The first outfit Tracy tries on is a full white set. She has white mesh stockings riding all the way up to her thigh, which are connected via some straps to a garter belt that covers the lower portion of her stomach. Some practically see through white lace panties cover her pussy and a matching white bra her breasts, through which you can clearly see her nipples. She turns to her side and leans her head over her shoulder to take a look at her own ass. The underwear rides up between her cheeks, displaying her bare ass to you.

"How do I look?"

"Somehow sluttier than if you were completely nude."

She giggles and moves onto the next outfit. This one is slightly different and seems like it's designed for quick access to her holes. All the other features are the same except this time it features a cupless bra, completely exposing her breasts, as well as a pair of underwear that covers her cheeks and leaves her ass exposed.

The third and final outfit that Tracy tries on is a mesh catsuit which covers most of her body but once again leaves her holes exposed. You'd fuck her right then and there in the changing room if you didn't want to save up as much cum as possible for tonights plans.

You instead decide to give Tracy a teaser of what she's in for tonight. Standing up now, you move towards your little slut and grab her by the throat with one hand and massage her breasts with the other. She lets out a soft moan, to which you move your hand up to your mouth and hold up a finger in front of it shushing her. You wouldn't want to get kicked out of the store before you've made your purchase now would you. Resuming your fondling of Tracy's body, you now move your hands south towards her completely exposed pussy, lightly rubbing her already wet lips and massaging her clit with your thumb. Her breathing has become heavy and she looks up at you, locking her big beady eyes with yours. Whilst maintaining eye contact as well as your tight grip on her throat, you begin invading her pussy with two of your fingers. You start slow with your fingering and gradually build up the roughness and pace until you're using your usual technique of aggressively probing her G-spot, just the way she likes it. Her pussy is making a loud sloshing sound as you bring her to the brink of orgasm. As Tracy reaches her climax, you move your hand from her throat to her mouth, making an effort to cover her moans as she cums. Tracy's pussy gushes like a fountain straight onto the carpeted floors, causing a potential problem. Luckily a brilliant idea hits you whilst Tracy stands panting in the aftermath of her orgasm.

Whispering so as not to alert the staff or other customers you instruct Tracy , "clean this mess up with your yoga pants, we don't want to be banned from this store."

Tracy hesitates slightly, before grabbing her pants off the hanger and using them to sponge up that of her escaped juices which hasn't already been absorbed into the carpet. She does a pretty good job of it too, leaving only a barely noticeable wet patch on the carpet which could easily have been made by a leaking water bottle or something else of an innocent nature. Of course the smell didn't exactly help, Tracy's pussy had now permanently marked the floor of this particular dressing room.

"Well done slut, now get dressed and lets head to the counter to pay."

Tracy changes back into her now squirt covered leggings and crop top, the nature of which was somewhat obvious, but not so obvious that anyone would ask about it. Of course, the currently developing wet patch where her pussy juices have leaked through her panties and into the crotch of her yoga pants was slightly more telling as to the source of Tracy's pants' wetness. The two of you make your way to the counter, but not before grabbing a few more identical pairs of lingerie in a variety of colours. Tracy receives a few questioning glares from other customers as well as the girl behind the counter, but no one comments on it. The two of you depart the store with a few bags on Tracy's arms and head onto the next stop in your shopping spree.