Kiss her!

Everything is so confusing and strange and new and did you say confusing already? One thing that is clear is the answer to that question. Yes. Bright big gold letters shining "Yes, kiss me now!"

You gawp at her lips. Her beautiful, bountiful, blush lips. You want to sink your fingers into that goddess' hair and pull her close, and kiss her until the whole world melts away. Desire overtakes reason and you close the already small distance between you. Pressing your mouth to Jessica's as you wrap your arms around her and let loose all your wanting in a sloppy, trembly kiss, you slide your tongue past her lips and-

All at once you're shoved inside the changing room, your back thudding against the wall and making you utter a soft whimper against her luscious lips. Your legs brush against hers and you finally realise your cock is straining to get loose. When did you get so excited? Was it the clothes, the kissing, the control..?

"Do you -slrp- still -mwah!- worship me?" She moans between smacks of lips and flits of tongues.

You nod vigorously. How could you do anything else? Your queen, your goddess smiles and your knees are already so weak that it takes her no effort to push you to the floor. You gaze on in trembling awe as she hikes up her skirt, and slips her panties to the floor. Pale blue. Sopping wet. Her soft hand weaves its way into your hair and shoves your head head underneath her skirt.

"Mllmmm!" Right away, you kiss and lick and suck her sweet lips. This is so sudden, but not unwelcome, and your hands lie limply at your sides while you eagerly drink in the sweet nectar of her warm pussy.

"You... Mnnn... Enjoying yourself, babe?" She moans, grinding against your face as she slips off her shoe before finding your **** dicklet with a probing toe. You twitch at her touch but continue sucking and slurping at her throbbing clit.

"Good giirrrrllll..." Jessica claims your mouth further as she grips your head harder, still stroking your shaft under her foot.

"Mmmmnnnnnnn!" she stifles a scream as she quivers and clenches, knees meeting as she keeps your head burieda gainst her, nose able to only take in her intoxicating scent. Then your own orgasm obliterates you as even from such little teasing, you shoot and spurt while you groan into her lips. You hardly realise what a mess you must be making of your undies and that oh-so-pretty skirt.

Eventually, normality returns, leaving Jessica and her worshipper two panting messes in the booth as she lifts the hem of your skirt with a toe to see the mess underneath.

She squats down in front of you and lifts up your chin. "Aww, sweetie, you enjoyed yourself a little too much there. We're going to have to buy that skirt now you've stained it. Oh, and some new underwear... I mean, unless you want to borrow mine?"