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“Ready to go?” My husband, Prijesh, called out from the bedroom, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
“Ready,” I replied, feeling the heat of excitement build within me. I thought about his earlier proposal.
“Don’t forget to leave something behind,” he said with a wink, hinting at his little game. I took a deep breath and stepped into the living room, wearing just my jeans and a Tshirt.
“You’re not wearing…” I began, but Prijesh just smirked.
“You know the rules,” he said, holding up my lacy lingerie.
I blushed, feeling a thrill of arousal at his words. “But what if someone sees?”
“That’s the whole point, Sandhya,” he whispered, his eyes twinkling. “Just act natural.” I nodded, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. “Alright,” I said, taking his hand as we headed for the door.
As we stepped into the bustling shopping mall, I couldn’t help but feel the cool air caress my bare skin beneath my clothes. The lack of underwear made me hyperaware of every movement, every step I took.
“Look at that,” Prijesh murmured, nodding towards a lingerie store. “Pretend you’re looking for a new set.”
My cheeks flushed as I followed his gaze. “But I’m not wearing any,” I protested quietly.
“Exactly,” he whispered back, his breath warm against my ear. “Let’s go in and see if you can find something that might fit you better.”
With a sly smile, Prijesh led me into the crowded store. The racks of delicate, lacy garments seemed to mock me as I walked by, my nipples hardening and my pussy growing wet with each step.
We pretended to browse, our eyes meeting briefly before darting away again. The salesgirl looked at us with curiosity, not realizing the naughty secret we shared.
“See anything you like?” Prijesh asked, his voice low.
“Maybe,” I replied, my eyes scanning the racks. I picked up a pair of tiny, red lace panties, holding them against my hip. “What do you think?”
Prijesh stepped closer, his hand brushing against me. “They’d look great on you,” he murmured, “You want to try now?”
“Here?” I gasped, glancing around at the other shoppers.
Prijesh’s eyes gleamed with excitement. “Why not? We can use the trail room.”
“But…” I stuttered, my heart racing.
“Don’t worry,” Prijesh reassured me, his voice a low, seductive purr. With trembling hands, I took the red lace panties to the trail room, my heart racing. Prijesh followed closely.
As we entered the small, enclosed space, he locked the door behind us with a click that seemed to echo in the quiet.
“Now, let’s see how these look,” he said, his voice thick with desire. I stepped out of my jeans, the cool air of the trail room making me shiver.
“They’re a bit… tight,” I murmured, my voice shaking as I struggled to get them over my hips.
“Shall I call the sales girl to help,” Prijesh asked.
“What?” I squeaked, looking over my shoulder.
Prijesh chuckled, his hand sliding around my waist. “Just kidding, baby,” he said, his voice low and intimate. “But imagine the look on her face if she saw us in here.”
My pulse quickened as I watched him in the mirror, his hands moving closer to the damp spot that had formed between my legs. “But, Prijesh, the salesgirl might come in,” I whispered my voice a mix of excitement and trepidation.
“Mm, that’s the idea,” he murmured, his breath hot against my neck. “Just act like you’re trying them on.”
With a deep breath, I pulled the red panties over my hips, feeling the lace dig into my skin. They were indeed tight, but in a way that made me feel incredibly y.
“How do they look?” I asked, turning to face Prijesh.
He took in the sight of me in just my tshirt and the tight red panties with a lustful gaze. “Perfect,” he murmured, his hand sliding down to cup my ass. “But maybe you should take your shirt off so they fit just right.”
“Prijesh,” I whined, my eyes wide with both fear and excitement. He leaned in closer, whispering into my ear. “Just play along, Sandhya. It’ll be our naughty little secret.” His voice was filled with a mischievous lust that sent shivers down my spine.
The sales girl, a young blonde with a bubbly personality, knocked on the door. “How’s it going in there?” she chirped.
Prijesh smirked at me in the mirror. “Fine,” he called out, his hand sliding beneath my tshirt. “Just need a little help with these.”
“Coming!” the salesgirl chirped, the sound of her heels clicking on the tile floor as she approached.
Prijesh’s hand slid further up my shirt, his thumb grazing my nipple. “Pull it down,” he murmured, his eyes dark with desire.
I hesitated for a moment, but the sound of the salesgirl’s footsteps grew closer. With a tremble, I pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my bare breasts to the mirror. My skin flushed as Prijesh took in the sight, his eyes lingering on my hardened nipples.
“Good girl,” he murmured, his hand sliding down to my waistband. “Now, let’s make sure these panties are just right.”
As the salesgirl’s footsteps grew closer, Prijesh’s hand slipped inside the red lace, his fingers grazing my bare skin. “Hmm,” he pretended to think, “I think they’re a tad too tight.”
My eyes widened in the mirror. “What do we do?” I whispered urgently. Prijesh’ s smirk grew. “Welcome her in,” he murmured. “Keep acting like you’re trying them on.”
The door unlocked, and the salesgirl popped her head in. “Need any help?” she asked cheerfully, her eyes landing on my bare breasts.
“Ah, yes,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “Could you tell if these panties are too tight?”
The salesgirl’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of Prijesh’s hand on my waist, but she quickly recovered. “Of course,” she said, stepping into the trail room and locked the room with a forced smile. “Let’s see.”
The salesgirl, seemingly unfazed by the intimate scene, stepped closer, her eyes darting between the two of us. “Well,” she said, her voice a tad shakier than before, “the fit seems okay.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, playing along as Prijesh’s fingers began to explore further.
The salesgirl’s eyes grew wider, but she managed a nod. “They look fine, but if you need help adjusting…” she trailed off, her voice cracking slightly.
Prijesh stepped closer to me, his hand still beneath the red lace. “Maybe she can help us with that,” he said, his voice thick with suggestion.
The salesgirl’s cheeks flushed a deep red, but she maintained her professional demeanour. “I can certainly help with any adjustments,” she said, her eyes darting to where Prijesh’s hand was hidden.
“Great,” I replied, trying to keep the tremble out of my voice. “Could you… help me with these?”
The sales girl’s eyes darted to the floor, then back up to meet mine. She swallowed hard but nodded. “Sure,” she said, her voice a whisper. Prijesh stepped back, allowing her to take over.
She approached me tentatively. “Let me see,” she murmured, her fingertips brushing against my bare skin as she began to pull them down. “They really do seem tight,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Yeah,” I murmured.
The salesgirl, her cheeks a rosy hue, tugged the red lace panties down further. “Maybe you should try a size up,” she suggested, her voice cracking with the effort of maintaining professionalism.
“Or maybe it fits you properly…” Prijesh began, his eyes on the salesgirl’s ass.
The salesgirl, blushing, helped me step out of the panties, her eyes lingering on my bare crotch. “Let me get you the next size up,” she said, her voice trembling as she hurried out of the room.
“This is crazy,” I whispered to Prijesh, but his only response was a smug smile, looking at me nude in the trail room.
The salesgirl returned with a larger size, her eyes avoiding mine. “Here you go,” she said, holding out the panties. I took the panties from the salesgirl, our fingers briefly touching. “Thank you,” I murmured, trying to sound casual.
The salesgirl looked at me, then at Prijesh, and back at me again. “Do you need help?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Prijesh leaned against the wall, his arms folded over his chest, watching us both with a knowing smile. “Why don’t you both try them on?” he suggested, his voice thick with mischief.
The salesgirl’s eyes widened. She looked down at the panties in my hand. “I… I don’t think that’s necessary,” she stuttered.
Prijesh asked, his voice a seductive purr, “Don’t you want to see if these panties can handle us both?”
The salesgirl’s eyes widened, and she licked her lips. She was clearly torn between her job and the sudden thrill of our kinky proposal.
“They’re just panties,” Prijesh whispered, his voice coaxing. “But if you don’t want to…” He let the sentence hang, his eyes never leaving hers.
The sales girl took a shaky breath, then nodded, a naughty glint in her eye. “Okay,” she murmured, “But just for a moment.”
“Perfect,” Prijesh said, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “We’ll be quick.”
The salesgirl’s heart raced as she stepped closer to us, her eyes dropping to the bulge in Prijesh’s pants. She bit her bottom lip, looking from him to me and back again. “What should I do?” she whispered, her voice trembling.
Prijesh leaned in, “Can you try the panty and stand like Sandhya?” he suggested, his voice low and seductive.
The salesgirl nodded, her hands shaking slightly as she pulled her skirt up and slipped off her panties. She stepped into the red lace, which was worn by me earlier. Her skin goosebumping as the cool fabric kissed her bare pussy.
Prijesh took her removed panty in his hand and brought it closer to his nose, taking a deep sniff and smiling wickedly. “You smell so good,” he said, making her blush even harder.
The salesgirl looked at us both in the mirror, the red lace panties barely covering her modesty. “They do feel good,” she admitted, her voice a sultry whisper.
Prijesh stepped closer, his hand sliding down to the waistband of the panties. “But are they tight enough?” he asked, his eyes gleaming with lust. The salesgirl gasped as his fingers brushed against her bare skin. “Tight enough for…?” she whispered, her voice betraying her excitement.
“Tight enough for me to fill you up,” Prijesh said while she cupped her pussy over the panty and pushed the lacy fabric to the side, revealing her pink pussy.
“Oh my,” I breathed, watching the salesgirl’s eyes glaze over with lust. Prijesh’s hand slipped into her panties, his thumb finding her clit and making her gasp.
“Looks like they fit just right,” he murmured, his eyes meeting mine in the mirror. The salesgirl’s cheeks were flushed, and she was visibly excited.
“Wwhat now?” she stuttered, her eyes flicking to Prijesh’s hand, which was now stroking her clit with gentle precision.
“Let’s see how much you can handle,” he said with a smirk. “Sandhya, why don’t you help her out?”
My heart racing, I stepped closer, my hand trembling as I reached for the salesgirl’s waistband. She looked at me with a mix of anticipation and surprise. But didn’t protest as I pushed the red lace down her legs.
“Let’s see,” Prijesh said, his voice filled with naughty excitement as he stared at her bare pussy. “It seems like you’re just as ready as Sandhya.” The salesgirl’s breath hitched. I stepped closer, my eyes on Prijesh’s hand working her clit. She was so wet, her juices glistening on his fingers.
With trembling hands, I reached out and grabbed the zipper of Prijesh’s pants. He looked at me, his eyes filled with excitement. “That’s it, baby,” he murmured.
As I pulled the zipper down, his cock sprang free, thick and hard. “Mmm,” I murmured, taking him in my hand. “Someone’s eager.”
“Very,” Prijesh agreed, his eyes locked on the salesgirl’s exposed pussy. “Now, let’s make sure she’s as ready as you are.”
With a nod, I sank to my knees, taking him in my mouth, feeling his hardness grow as I sucked and licked him. The salesgirl watched with wide eyes, her breath coming in quick gasps as Prijesh’s fingers danced over her sensitive flesh.
“Oh,” she moaned softly, her knees trembling. “That feels so good.” He took his hand from her pussy, smearing her wetness across her thigh. “It seems like you’re ready for more,” he said, his voice low and hungry.
The sales girl nodded, her eyes glazed with desire. “Please,” she whispered, her hands reaching out to touch him. I moved away from his cock, his cock standing proud to ready to enter her pussy.
Prijesh stepped closer to the salesgirl, his cock brushing against her thigh. “Open for me,” he murmured. She obeyed, spreading her legs wider. He slid his hand up her inner thigh, his fingertips grazing the soft, wet folds of her pussy.
“So wet,” I murmured, watching in the mirror as Prijesh’s thumb circled her clit. “It’s like she’s been waiting for this all day.”
The salesgirl’s eyes rolled back in her head as Prijesh slid two fingers into her tight pussy, making her gasp. “Oh god,” she moaned, her legs quivering.
“Mmm,” Prijesh murmured, “you’re so wet for us.” He pulled his fingers out and offered them to me, the sweet scent of her arousal filling the air. I eagerly took them into my mouth, savoring the taste of her. The salesgirl’s eyes rolled back as Prijesh positioned himself at her entrance.
“Ready?” he asked, his voice filled with a wicked excitement.
“Yes,” she whispered, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
Prijesh pushed into her, his cock sliding through her wetness. The salesgirl let out a moan, her body tightening around him.
“Does it fit?” I teased, watching in the mirror as he filled her up.
“It fits perfectly,” Prijesh groaned, his eyes on me. “Like it was made for us.”
The salesgirl’s eyes fluttered shut as he began to thrust into her. I couldn’t help but feel a thrill at the sight of them together, her body trembling with each movement.
“You’re so naughty,” I whispered, my hand moving to caress her ass. I felt the heat of her cheeks as my fingers slid lower, searching for the hidden treasure of her ass hole.
“What are you doing?” she gasped, her body responding to my touch.
“Just making sure you’re as filled as you can be,” I said, my voice filled with a sultry tease. My finger hovered over her tight hole, the anticipation making us both tremble. The salesgirl’s eyes snapped open. “Oh,” she breathed, her body tensing as she realized my intentions.
“Shh,” I whispered, pressing my finger against her tight hole. “Just relax.”
The salesgirl took a shaky breath as Prijesh’s thrusts grew stronger. “It feels… wrong,” she murmured, even as her body betrayed her, pushing back against him.
The salesgirl’s breath hitched as my finger slipped inside, the tightness giving way to my gentle pressure. “Oh my god,” she whimpered, her body quivering. Prijesh chuckled, his strokes growing more vigorous. “You like that?” he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers in the mirror.
The salesgirl could only nod, her mouth forming a silent “yes” as she rode the wave of pleasure. “Good,” Prijesh growled, his hips pumping into her with increasing urgency. “Now, let’s see if we can get you to cum in our mouth.”
The salesgirl’s eyes widened at the thought, her body responding with an involuntary shiver. “Oh, no,” she gasped, but the sound was lost in the wet slapping of our bodies.
“Oh, yes,” Prijesh corrected her, his voice a deep rumble of desire. “You want this. You’re just as kinky as we are.”
The salesgirl’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. But she didn’t protest as Prijesh picked up his pace. I watched in the mirror as his cock disappeared into her again and again, her pussy swollen and wet around his thick shaft.
“You’re going to cum for us,” I whispered, my voice filled with a mix of excitement and command. She nodded, her breathing erratic and shallow.
The salesgirl’s pussy was clenching around Prijesh’s cock, her body begging for release. He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tightening and releasing in a delicious dance.
“Do it,” I whispered, my hand still on her ass, my finger still buried in her tight hole. “Cum for us.”
The salesgirl’s body tightened, her eyes squeezed shut as Prijesh’s thrusts grew more demanding. Her breath hitched, and she let out a low, guttural moan as she reached the peak of her orgasm.
“Yes,” I whispered, my hand moving from her ass to her pussy, feeling the warmth of her climax. I leaned in, my tongue flicking out to taste her sweetness. She gasped, her legs giving out slightly. I licked her clean, savouring the saltysweet flavour of her release.
“So good,” Prijesh murmured, his climax close. He pulled out, the salesgirl’s pussy clenching around his shaft. “You want to taste?”
The salesgirl looked at me, her eyes wide and questioning. I nodded, a smirk playing on my lips. “You liked watching; now taste it,” I said, my voice low and teasing. Prijesh pulled out of her, his cock glistening with her juices. She watched with a mix of shock and desire as he offered it to her.
The salesgirl looked up at me, her eyes glazed with lust. She took Prijesh’s cock deeper into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him off. She tasted herself on him, the tangy flavour mixing with his saltiness. “Good girl,” Prijesh murmured. “Make him cum,” I said.
The salesgirl’s eyes widened, but she didn’t stop, her mouth moving up and down on his shaft with surprising enthusiasm. Prijesh’s eyes rolled back in his head, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Yes,” he hissed, his hand tightening in her hair.
“You’re going to make me cum,” he whispered, his voice strained with pleasure. The salesgirl looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and excitement.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she murmured around his cock, her cheeks flushed.
“You’re doing great,” Prijesh reassured her, his voice strained with pleasure. “Just keep going.”
The sales girl took him deeper. “Mmm, yes,” I murmured, my arousal spiking as I watched her take him in. She was so eager, so hungry for it. I couldn’t wait for the moment when he would fill her mouth with his cum, my hand slipping between my legs to play with my wetness.
“Oh, ,” Prijesh groaned, his hips jerking as he reached the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, Prijesh came, his warm cum spurting into her mouth. She sputtered but took it all. I watched in the mirror as her cheeks bulged with his seed, the sight making me even wetter.
“Swallow,” I whispered, my voice filled with excitement. She obeyed, her throat working as she took his load down. “Good girl,” Prijesh murmured, stroking her cheek as she looked up at him with a mix of shock and satisfaction.
“We should go,” I said, standing up and smoothing out my panties. “We’ve got a few things to pay for.”
“Right,” Prijesh agreed, tucking his cock back into his pants with a satisfied smile.
The salesgirl, still trying to catch her breath, quickly pulled her skirt back down and straightened herself out. “I… I need to go,” she stuttered, her eyes darting between us.
Prijesh chuckled, his cock already growing soft. “We’ll take these,” he said, plucking the red lace panties off the floor. “And maybe a few more.”
The salesgirl nodded, her eyes still wide with shock and arousal. She quickly gathered up the discarded garments and handed them over. “Of course,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
With a wink at me, Prijesh took the panties from her hand along with her panty.
“Thank you,” I said, my voice still a little shaky from the excitement. “We’ll definitely consider these for our collection.”
The salesgirl nodded, her eyes still glazed with desire as she handed us the panties. We paid for the items, and she discreetly included her number on the receipt. “Call me if you need any more…assistance,” she murmured, her eyes dropping to Prijesh’s crotch before darting back to mine.
With a smug smile, Prijesh took the bag, and we left the store, our hearts racing. We had bought a few sets of the innerwear, the red lace ones we had just tried on, and some more daring pieces that whispered of future naughty adventures.
The mall’s airconditioning kissed our flushed skin. We walked through the crowded halls, our secret encounter leaving us both on edge.
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