To the mall

The mall was packed. You expected that, on a Friday night, it would be a little busy; you had not expected everyone in the entire town to be there. Or at least, it seems like everyone is here. You walked up to the doors of the mall and they sprung open. Lindy was holding your arm against her body. You felt the softness of her breasts against your arm; you spied the lip of the athletic shorts against her skin. She was naked under those; all you had to do was reach down and touch her.

"The good clothing stores are mostly on the second floor," Lindy said softly. "I'd like to start there, if it's all right with you."

You looked at her for a moment. "I could make you go naked." You tried to sound stern. "Or just in lingere."

Lindy let a small smile cross her lips. "If that's what you want." She grabbed the bottom of the shirt and started to lift; you caught her hands just above her stomach. You looked into her eyes for a moment; there was concern and a trace of amusement in them. You pushed her hands back down and she dropped the shirt. "John, you're not that type of guy." She took your hand and led you upstairs.

It took you less than five minutes to realize that you didn't know anything about clothes. You'd generally thought that there was only two types; pants and shirts. You had no idea what the terms Lindy was using meant; coture, ready to wear, street style. You only knew clothes. Lindy finally chose some clothes she liked. "I'm going to go try these on." You nodded, and started playing on your phone. "Are you coming?" She asked.

Lindy led you into the changing room and peeled off her shirt. Her soft, supple breasts were inches from your hands; you cupped your hands around them. "I knew you were feeling horny," she slid a hand down your pants. "I saw you looking earlier." Her warm, slender fingers wrapped around your cock, and she started to stroke you slowly. "Does the thought of me not wearing underwear turn you on?"

You nodded. Lindy chuckled and raised your shirt. She kissed your chest, running one hand over your arms while the other continued to slowly stroke your cock. She pulled your pants down, then licked the tip. You did your best to not make any noise. She put the length of your cock in her mouth. You could feel the warmth envelop your dick; then she started to suck you off. You braced yourself against the wall of the dressing room. She gripped your ass, then deepthroated your cock, taking the entire length in her mouth. You could feel her tongue on your shaft; her hand around your dick as she went faster and faster. You felt the pressure in your dick grow. "I'm gonna cum." You whispered to her. She deepthroated you again, and you felt your dick shake as you came down her throat. Lindy kept milking you as your dick twitched, finally letting you out of her mouth after it stopped.

It took you a moment to catch your breath. "I thought you were a lesbian," you said finally. Where did you learn to do that?"

Lindy chuckled. "Samantha's the lesbian. I'm bi." She started trying on different skirts "A lot of these would be really sexy with the right pair of panties." She turned to you, wearing a short black skirt with a white top. You could see her nipples poking through the fabric. You saw her shaved pussy up the skirt. And you got an idea.

You slid your hands around her ankles, then went up her calves and all the way to her ass. "What're you doing?" She tried to lean away, but you had a good trip ok her. You put your head under her skirt. "We can't here," she said quietly. You ignored her. Her pussy was right in front of your face. You pulled her closer, and flicked your tongue out, licking her clit. You used your tongue and spread her pussy lips. Her little pink clit was right in front of you; you rolled your tongue over it. Lindy's legs shook as you pulled her closer.

"John, don't stop," she breathed. Her hands pressed you in closer. You took one of your hands and slipped a finger inside her; Lindy moaned softly. You could taste her pussy; she tasted sweet, and she smelled clean. You could feel her juices running down your fingers. She was bracing herself against the dressing room wall, trying to keep quiet. You slid two fingers all the way in suddenly, and she screamed. "Oh God!" She was almost there; you could feel it. You slipped a third digit inside her, and felt her legs start to shake. A she collapsed on you, her pussy twitching as she orgasmed.

After a moment, she hit your arm. "I still have to buy the skirt," she pouted playfully. "What if they ask questions?"

You chuckled. "Tell them it came that way?"

Lindy laughed, then quickly tried on the rest of the clothes. You had to admit, she knew how to dress; each of the outfits she'd picked out made her look sexy.

Lindy hit up a few more stores, but finally you were ready for the last one; the lingerie store. You hesitated for a moment, and Lindy chuckled. "It's not like you haven't seen me without them on," she stuck her tongue out. You nodded and followed her inside.