In the changing room + PIC

I was just in the fitting room of a boutique store in the shopping mall, twirling in front of the mirror. Jan had sent me a nice message the night before and transferred me 2,000 euros as a “bonus for all the events” – with the note that I should buy myself some “nice new outfits.” I was absolutely thrilled and headed out right away.

I was currently trying on a tight, short red summer dress that nicely accentuated my breasts and was really short. I spun around, took a few photos of myself in the mirror, and smiled contentedly.

Suddenly my phone vibrated.

Lukas: Hey babe What are you up to right now? Where are you?

I smiled immediately. My heart did a little flip. I quickly typed back.

Lisa: Hi! I’m shopping. Jan gave me money for new outfits as a bonus. I’m in the fitting room trying things on right now

Lukas: Oh hot. Show me. I wanna see what you’re buying.

I grinned, took a photo of myself in the red dress (from the front, slightly angled so the cleavage showed nicely), and sent it.

Lisa: [Photo sent] What do you think?

Lukas: Fuck… that looks hot. Show me more. From the back too. And maybe a bit closer on the cleavage?

I blushed a little, but his request made me tingle with excitement. I turned around, took a photo from behind where the skirt rode up quite high and you could almost see the underside of my ass.

Lisa: [Photo sent] Better like this?

Lukas: Perfect. You look so fucking hot. Try something else. Something even skimpier.

I tried on several outfits one after another and sent photos:

• A very short white crop top with a deep neckline and a matching mini skirt.

• A tight, see-through red top where my nipples were clearly visible underneath.

• A black, extremely low-cut dress that barely held my breasts in place.

Each photo got more provocative. I posed bolder every time – back arched, legs spread, finger in my mouth.

Lukas: You’re making me so fucking horny right now. Send me one where you push the top up. Just for me.

I hesitated for just a second. Then I pushed the top up so my bare breasts were on full display and took the photo.

Lisa: [Photo sent] Like this?

Lukas: Fuck yes… your tits are perfect. One more. Pull the skirt up and show me what you’re wearing underneath.

I was getting more and more turned on. I pulled the skirt up, spread my legs slightly and photographed my thong.

Lisa: [Photo sent] Only for you…

Lukas: You’re so hot. Now completely naked. One photo just for me so I can jerk off to it.

In the fitting room I stripped everything off. I took several nude photos: one with my back to the camera, ass pushed out; one from the front with my legs spread; and one where I was kneeling on the floor looking straight into the lens.

Lisa: [3 photos sent] For you to masturbate to… I hope you cum really hard

Lukas: Holy shit… these are perfect. I’m jerking off to you right now. You’re my little horny slut.

I stood naked in the narrow fitting room, phone in one hand, the other between my legs. My heart was racing. The arousal was back, even stronger than before.

Lukas: Fuck Lisa… your photos are making me so damn horny. Your tits look so perfect when you push them up like that. Show me more.

I was breathing faster. My nipples were now rock hard – dark pink, slightly swollen, the areolas tight and sensitive. Every time the fabric of the dress brushed over them, a little shiver ran through me. I pushed the dress all the way up, cupped my breasts with both hands and squeezed them together. My nipples stood out stiffly, glistening slightly from the sweat of excitement.

Lukas: Holy shit… your nipples are so hard. I want to take them in my mouth. Show me how wet you are.

I turned even redder. I turned slightly to the side, spread my legs a little and pulled my pussy lips apart with two fingers. The small, light-blonde hairs that were slowly growing back were clearly visible – a delicate, soft down around my pussy lips. My inner lips were already swollen and glistening wet. My ass crack was deep, the skin there soft and sensitive. I felt a small drop of my arousal slowly running out.

I took the photo and sent it.

Lisa: I’m pretty wet already… just from you texting me.

Lukas: Damn… your little pussy looks so fucking hot. The regrowing hairs make it even better. I’d love to slide right in. Send me a picture of your ass. From behind, bent over deep.

I turned around, bent over deeply with my hands on my knees, and stuck my ass out toward the camera. My ass crack was now completely visible, skin stretched tight. My asshole was slightly visible, and below it my wet, glistening pussy.

Lukas: Perfect. You’re such a horny little slut for me. I’m jerking off to your photos right now.

I stood there naked, phone trembling in my hand. My arousal was now so intense I could barely stand still. My nipples were so sensitive that even the slightest draft made them tingle. My pussy was throbbing, the little hairs sticking wetly to my labia.

I typed with shaking fingers:

Lisa: Show me something too… send me a picture of your cock. I want to see how hard you are.

At that moment Jan panicked. What the hell should I do? His heart was racing. Is this it? Is everything over? But then an idea hit him. He quickly opened his archive and found the old photo from the ballet photoshoot. There was a clear shot of Lukas’s hard cock – thick, slightly curved upward, with a nice, big head.

He searched the internet for one with the same size, shape and pubic hair and sent it to her.

Lukas: Do you like that? This is all for you.

I stared at the photo. My pussy clenched. The arousal hit me even harder. My nipples were now so hard they almost hurt. A thin strand of my wetness slowly ran down the inside of my thigh.

I was hornier than ever.

Lisa: Fuck… that looks so good. I’m so wet right now it’s dripping. I want it… I want you…

Lukas: I just came so hard. You up for more dirty tasks like this?

I leaned against the wall of the fitting room, one hand between my legs, and started slowly stroking myself while staring at his photo. Yes, I wanted more.

I had no idea that Jan was sitting at home, smiling.

I had no idea that every single one of these photos and videos had already landed on his secret OnlyFans account – with titles like “Lisa shopping – getting bolder” and “Nude photos for Lukas (she doesn’t know everyone can see them)”.

Jan sat at home, looking through the photos, smiling contentedly.

He had everything he needed.

And Lisa still thought she was only sending naughty photos to Lukas.