Fitting Room

Philipp was excited about this new movement in his dating app. It really became a trend and gladly everyone wanted to try it out. He also had an idea. Actually, he already had that fantasy before but now, there was a chance that it could become real.

He wanted to flash in the fitting room of a Nike store. It took im several days to come up with a plan. He visited two malls to find the perfect location with perfectly sized fitting rooms. They had to be big enough for two and needed good visual protection, optionally some sort of sound protection would have helped as well. So he found this new Nike store in the West Mall. The fitting rooms were perfect. They had full size swinging doors, not only these saloon'esqe imitations of doors. First part of his plan: Check.

Then he went into the app. In the meantime there wer several forums that had spawned around the Flashing topic. He also went through his recommended partners list. In the end, he found five nice women and potential co-flashers and started to write. Typical for the direct style of flashing, he didn't go into long smalltalk. He described what he wanted, added an exact place and time and added the flash emoji as a greeting at the end of the message. He did it five times. Although he didn't expect much to happen, he anyway chose five different times.

It only took half an hour. Then he had a message from Melanie in his inbox. The only content: a flash emoji. He had a match. And it was already on the next day. He was excited immediately and this typical sexual tension came up that he liked so much. And it wouldn't go away till the event, so he couldn't think of much else that day, while falling asleep and on the next morning.

Next day, half past one. It was about time. The flash should be at two. He drove to the mall and entered the Nike store to look around a bit. 5 minutes left. He looked at the wares and tried not to look too conspicuous. He was sure that it would never work out, how crazy was that? He chose a corner near the sneaker wall, where he could observe the cabins. As a sign, he had chosen a red hoodie in his message. Melanie was supposed to place it on the door.

For a while, he didn't dare to look at the people who went in and out. It would look suspicious. Although he was curious, he didn't look. So only once in a while, his look went from the Air Max shoes over to the line of fitting rooms.

And there it was, a red Hoodie hanging from the top of the second door. She was there. Exactly two o'clock so this could not have been a coincidence. Philipp took a deep breath and went over to the cabin. After a short stop and another"what am I doing here" moment, he went through the swinging door. Even before he saw her, he was in full excitement mode and more stimulated than he wanted.

No words, he had written in his invite message and both kept the promise. So Philipp and Melanie stood next to each other and started to grin. Apparently both liked what they saw. Mel - that was how he shortened her name her in his thoughts - was a sportive looking young woman. A perfect fit for the Nike store. She was rather petite in size and wore a wide hoodie and some loose fit pants, so he didn't get her body features first.

Philipp suggested ten seconds of what he called "inspection". Both could look at each other and decide to leave or stay. Melanie couldn't stand the tension and - already after eight seconds - she pulled off her hoodie. She didn't wear anything below so she was almost naked now. She opened the belt of her trousers when Philipp started doing the same. He opened the buttons of his shirt and took off his pants. His penis was stiff as hell. Probably Mel already saw its movement below the trousers throughout the eight seconds of pause. Now it popped out of his underpants and he could see the excitement in Mel's face and feel it in his own body at the same time.

Probably after milliseconds - that was at least how it felt - they stood completely naked next to each other, in a mall, with dozens of people walking around outside this fitting room.

But anyway both of them didn't think about that in this moment. They literarily clashed into each other. Deep and intense kisses were exchanged and they touched each other where ever possible. Philipp grabbed Mels ass and kneaded it while his dick was rubbing between the two bodies. Then Mel grabbed the penis and they went over to stimulating each other. Philipp was approching Mels vagina, massaged the wet grotto and then dove in with a finger and then took a second - the two fingers of the Joy symbol in the app, he quickly thought. Meanwhile Mel was rubbing his bursting cock ecstatically.

Then an alarm sound on Philipps phone went on, the five minute timer. The flash was officially over. They dressed up again. Philipp didn't know afterwards how he managed to get out there again. He was full of lust and so was Mel. But he made the rules and he wanted to stick to them.

He drove home and had to jerk off on the couch to get through the rest of the day in a halfway normal mental state.

After all was done, he could breathe again. He looked on his phone while still lying on the couch. Another message popped up. From Lisa. It just contained a lightning emoji.