Out of the Closet

by BioDread

 

"I don't want to go into a store like that!" protested Kelly when her friend Gwen ensnared her left arm and tugged her towards the sidewalk shop.

"Relax, Kelly! They have really nice clothes in this store!" grinned Gwen. She pushed open the door of Olivia's Closet and pulled Kelly inside.

Sunlight from the open display window made everything seem bright and warm, racks of lingerie filled the room, the air was scented by sweet incense and perfume.

Gwen let go of Kelly to flick through a rack of latex tube tops. Kelly felt her face become hot, she had never been in a lingerie store before, she was raised Catholic and was taught to avoid places like this. Curiosity made Kelly stay, she glanced at the shopkeeper, a statuesque blonde woman who met Kelly's brown eyes and smiled pleasantly. Kelly tentatively smiled back, then idly walked around the shop, examining white lace corsets, garters, and soft chemises. Kelly flinched when classical music began to play, she turned to the check-out counter, the blonde cashier had switched on a CD-player. The clerk disappeared behind a curtain near the register, Kelly returned to her browsing, she even picked out a sheer, see-through nighty with matching white bra and panties.

"That's nice, you should try it on," said Gwen over Kelly's right shoulder.

"I can't walk around the shop wearing this," blushed Kelly. "People will see through the display window!"

"So what? Give them a show!" giggled Gwen. The young blonde girl had a yellow latex gown in her left hand, she flashed a wicked smile at Kelly before heading for the dressing rooms.

Kelly picked one of the white nighty outfits, she stood near the rack simply holding it for several moments as she thought. With a sigh, Kelly crossed the shop to one of the empty changing stalls, she disappeared inside and snapped the stall's curtain shut.

When Kelly emerged from the changing stall dressed in the skimpy white nighty, Gwen was waiting for her, dressed in her yellow gown that clung to every curve of her lean body.

"You look so sexy in that!" grinned Gwen, her eyes wide.

Kelly placed a white hat on her head and flipped it up rakishly, she twirled around for Gwen, who clapped appreciatively.

"Your friend's right, you look delicious in that nighty," smiled the blonde cashier as she approached the two young women with a glass of bubbling champagne in each hand.

"Great, I'm thirsty," sighed Gwen, accepting a glass from the shopkeeper and swallowing a mouthful of champagne.

"Here, compliments of the shop," urged the shopkeeper, holding out the remaining glass to Kelly.

"I shouldn't," murmured Kelly, backing away from the tall, blonde woman.

"Go on, live a little, Kelly!" giggled Gwen before she took another long drink.

Hesitantly, Kelly accepted the bubbling drink from the smiling shopkeeper. She sipped it lightly, the champagne was cool as it slid down her throat. Kelly continued to sip from her glass as the shopkeeper refilled Gwen's. The tall woman returned to the counter and changed the music from soft classical to a sexy jazz set, she turned up the volume, Gwen began to sway to the rhythm.

"Dance with me, Kelly," giggled the tipsy blonde girl. Gwen took Kelly's empty hand and slowly spun her around, Kelly smiled and started rolling her shapely hips, a flush spreading across her beautiful face.

"Try these on, I think you'll like them," offered the shopkeeper, handing Gwen a black fishnet body stocking and Kelly a small chemise with matching thong panties.

The girls giggled as they accepted the garments and stumbled to the dressing stalls. Gwen rubbed Kelly's left thigh briefly before going into her stall, Kelly shivered from her friend's soft touch.

Gwen left the changing stall first, Kelly was still tugging off her white panties. Kelly caught her breath and blushed deeply, the fabric of the panties was damp, wet from the moisture clinging to her pussy. Kelly tossed the damp white panties on top of the discarded nighty, she hoped they would dry before the shopkeeper noticed. Kelly felt a wave of dizziness, she fell back against one of the stall walls, her body was so warm, she slid a palm over her stomach, her skin was incredibly flushed. Kelly licked dry lips and looked down at her wet pussy, if she put on the chemise and panties she would stain those undergarments as well. She looked frantically around the stall, there was nothing to wipe her gleaming cunt with, she didn't even have any tissue in her purse. Not knowing what else to do, Kelly brushed at her crotch with her right hand, wiping her juices across her palm and fingers. She cleaned most of her honey from her pussy, enough so that she wouldn't moisten the new pair of panties. She looked down at her wet hand, the dizziness in her head grew, she licked her lips again. Slowly, she brought her open palm to her lips, she could smell her cunt on her hand, it made her hot, she extended her tongue and slid it over her lips. Glancing to her right to make sure the curtain concealed her, Kelly tentatively slipped the tip of her tongue across her palm. The taste of her own cunt juice made Kelly sigh, she licked her hand more, cleaning it of her honey. Kelly glanced guiltily at the closed curtain, she felt ashamed, but also excited and aroused. She could hear Gwen giggling and softly moaning behind the curtain, she smiled and quickly put on the tight chemise and thong panties.

When Kelly left her changing stall, Gwen was dancing naked in the middle of the shop. The beautiful blonde shopkeeper wore only a black silk garter belt, hose, and stiletto heels, a black officer's cap resting upon her golden tresses. The shopkeeper wielded a slender riding crop, she slapped it over Gwen's bare buttocks, making the young girl squeal with pleasure.

"Yes, I like that on you," smiled the shopkeeper languidly, offering Kelly another glass of champagne.

Kelly took the glass and swallowed all of the cold champagne. She swayed from foot to foot, almost falling, her body becoming hotter and hotter. The shopkeeper gently placed her hands on Kelly's shoulders and turned her to face Gwen. The naked girl was running her hands all over her body, she smiled at Kelly, touching her pussy, spreading her cunt lips for her friend.

Kelly quickly lowered her eyes, her face burning. The shopkeeper was standing close to Kelly, her bare breasts pressed against Kelly's shoulders, the woman's cool hand stroking Kelly's right arm.

"Isn't your friend beautiful?" whispered the tall blonde into Kelly's ear, her breath warm and flavored with alcohol.

"Y..yes," stammered Kelly, her lovely young face glowing with embarrassment.

"It's okay to look at her, go ahead," prompted the shopkeeper.

Kelly reluctantly raised her eyes. Gwen was biting her lower lip, stroking her dripping pussy. Kelly wanted to look away again, but something stopped her. She could feel her heart beating faster, her breasts pumped as she fought to breathe, every inch of skin was flush with heat. Kelly moaned softly, she squeezed her legs together, shame struggling with arousal as she sensed honey escape from her pussy, moistening her panties until they clung uncomfortably to her inner thighs.

"I can smell your soft cunnie, you're wet aren't you?" purred the blonde into Kelly's ear, the tip of a tongue caressing the girl's earlobe.

Kelly held the empty champagne glass between her heaving breasts, clutching the vessel so tightly she thought it might break at any moment.

The tall blonde woman spun Kelly to face her. Kelly averted her eyes from the woman as she took the empty glass out of slack fingers. Kelly brought her empty hands together and clenched them tight, she could hear Gwen moaning louder behind her, could smell her friend's honey-soaked pussy as the girl masturbated shamelessly.

"You like watching your friend play with herself," smiled the shopkeeper while she slid the tip of her riding crop across Kelly's exposed chest.

Kelly lowered her head and squeezed her hands tighter, she felt so hot, she yearned to touch herself like Gwen did, her panties were drenched in her juices, she could smell her cum and knew that the woman in front of her could too.

The shopkeeper played with the left strap of Kelly's chemise, sliding it off her shoulder with the tip of the riding crop. "I bet you want to touch your pussy just like your slut friend is doing."

Before she knew what she was doing, Kelly found her fingers on the left strap of her chemise. She tugged it off her shoulder, it hung against her bare arm while she swayed her hips to the seductive music, her remaining inhibitions slipping away, replaced by the feverish warmth that covered her skin.

Kelly bared her left breast first. It felt so good to free it, her nipple shivered in the open air, she cupped it with her left hand, gently squeezing it, the flesh soft and warm in her palm. Kelly looked out the display window, anyone passing by would see her. The thought made Kelly smile, she tugged down the chemise from her right breast, her tits ached so much, she cupped them both and squeezed them, her nipples so hard and swollen she thought milk might spring free at any moment.

Kelly let the chemise fall to her waist. She swayed her hips from side to side, licking wet lips, raising her arms and running her hands through her long, silky, dark brown hair. She felt so good, her body was on fire, honey ran freely down her thighs. She rubbed her legs together wantonly, her thighs sticking together, slick with her musky cum. Kelly combed her fingers through her warm hair and looked at the shopkeeper, the woman was sucking on the handle of her riding crop, her eyes smoldering with lust as she watched Kelly strip in front of her.

Kelly dropped down onto a nearby couch. She stroked her feverish face, her breasts felt so hot, she massaged them with her hands, the heavy mounds filled her palms, she moaned and clutched them.

"Touch yourself, Kelly. Show me what a slut you are."

Kelly caressed her luscious breasts, she bit her lower lip as she pinched her aching nipples. She stroked her creamy, hot thighs, making her hands slick from the honey coating her soft skin.

"You like that, don't you, Kelly? You like feeling yourself up?"

"Uh, huh," smiled Kelly, looking up at the shopkeeper while she ran her hands over her gleaming thighs, her quivering breasts. She brought her sticky fingers to her mouth, she stared at the blonde woman as she licked her cum from her hand, the honey even sweeter this time, it clung to her lips, she ran her tongue across them, savoring every delicious drop.

"You've soaked those panties, take them off," ordered the crop-wielding woman.

Kelly lowered her hands and slipped them beneath the band of her drenched panties. She slowly slid the sticky underwear down her legs, smothering more of her cum across her skin. It felt good to Kelly, she wanted to cover her whole body in musky nectar, especially her swollen, budding nipples.

 

Kelly gazed out of the large display window, the sunlight bathed her naked body, the eyes of strangers flicked over her and quickly looked away, Kelly felt like a whore, she wanted everyone to leer at her, she wanted them to touch her and fuck her. Kelly covered her breasts with her sticky palms, her nipples hurt so much, she gently rubbed her cum over them, sighing with pleasure, her bare belly quivering with spasms of ecstasy.

 

Kelly sat down again on the couch to pull her panties away from her ankles. She stroked her legs as she finished sliding her panties free, sleek thighs trembled from her touch. She wanted to spread her legs wide for the men walking by, she wanted to tease them with her wet pussy, until they came to her and filled her with their fat cocks.

 

Kelly jerked the band of her panties away from the heel of her sandal. She brought the drenched underwear to her face, she breathed in the perfume of her damp cunt, it made her hot, her yearning for someone to touch her grew fiercer. Kelly tossed aside her panties and stood up, she stroked her naked body as Gwen had done, she slid her palms over her firm stomach, across her heavy tits. She grasped her breasts and massaged them as the shopkeeper watched, she rubbed her lush nipples between her fingers, the nubs tingled and made Kelly sigh.

"You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" smiled the shopkeeper, caressing one of Kelly's thighs with the riding crop. "You like acting like a slut."

"I want someone to fuck me, I want my wet pussy eaten and licked," pouted Kelly while she touched herself without stopping, her fingers squeezing her pliant tits, her pelvis flexing as the shopkeeper's crop slid between her soaked thighs, caressing her bare, glistening cunt.

Kelly arched her back as the blonde woman slipped the leather crop faster between her trembling legs. She filled her palm with her left breast, she clenched it as her pussy became hotter and hotter, honey running down her legs again, the scent of her own cunt making Kelly so horny she wanted to scream.

 

"I can't stand it anymore," moaned Gwen from behind Kelly. The naked blonde girl reached from behind Kelly and grasped her friend's gorgeous breasts. Kelly purred with pleasure, looking down at her tits as Gwen fondled them enthusiastically, slender fingers rubbing across her breasts, stroking her hard nipples until a gasp of bliss escaped Kelly's mouth.

"That feels good, don't stop," begged Kelly. Gwen leaned against Kelly's left arm, she licked her friend's left nipple, her saliva making the nub gleam in the sunlight. Kelly dug her fingers into Gwen's golden hair while the girl sucked hungrily upon the full, milky breast, her lips caressing it, the tit creamy and warm within Gwen's wet mouth.

"Ugh! Suck on it! Suck hard on my tit!" groaned kelly, her whole body shuddering as her friend slurped on her left breast. Kelly combed a hand through her thick hair, Gwen's tongue stroking her throbbing nipple, making it ache so much it hurt. The shopkeeper planted a wet kiss on Kelly's left cheek, Kelly turned her head and kissed the woman full on the mouth, their lips rolling together, Kelly moaning softly with lust.

Kelly moaned louder into the shopkeeper's mouth when she felt Gwen place a hand between her thighs. The blonde girl fondled Kelly's pussy, gentle fingers caressing her heavy labia, her sticky, puffy cunt. Gwen dug a finger into Kelly's sex, Kelly released more honey over her friend's thrusting digit, her small buttocks clenching as Gwen added a second finger inside Kelly's soaked snatch. Kelly flexed her pelvis, humping her friend's probing fingers, pleasure spreading from her crotch, inflaming the fever that made her smooth skin gleam with sweat.

The shopkeeper took Kelly's wrists and held them up above the girl's head. Kelly was bucking between the two young women, moaning uncontrollably, her naked body writhing as Gwen fingered her cunt faster and faster, juices gushing from her clenching vagina, soaking her friend's hand.

"Don't stop!" gasped Kelly. "It feels sooo good!"

The shopkeeper guided Kelly's right hand to her pussy. Kelly pressed her fingers into the blonde woman's bush, caressing the woman's moist slit, coating her fingers with the strange woman's cum. The shopkeeper rubbed her body against Kelly's, their breasts crushed together, nipples slipped across hot, milky skin.

Gwen squatted in front of Kelly. The blonde girl buried her face in Kelly's crotch, slurping wetly on her dripping pussy, moist lips tugging on tender labia petals, a wriggling tongue stroking Kelly's shivering, pink clit until Kelly gasped, her buttocks quaking from the orgasm exploding inside her.

 

"Did you cum?" smiled the shopkeeper, caressing Kelly's breasts, running slender fingers through Kelly's soft hair.

"Uh, huh," murmured Kelly, biting her lower lip, staring at the tall woman who fondled her bare breasts, the shopkeeper's sharp, red nails raking across Kelly's saliva-soaked tits, circling her wide, erect nipples.

A soft moan came from Gwen, who still had her face nestled against Kelly's pussy, her nose buried in Kelly's warm patch of pubic hair, her tongue flicking up and down Kelly's cunt, tasting every drop of her friend's delicious nectar.

 

Kelly shivered blissfully, the gentle sucking of Gwen's wet lips felt wonderful upon her pussy. Kelly bit her lower lip as another orgasm swelled inside her small belly, she dug her fingers into Gwen's blonde hair, she bucked against her friend's face, moaning while the girl's tongue slithered up inside her vagina, tasting the moist, pink flesh of her damp sex.

Kelly raised her arms over her head, her crotch rocking when the climax swelled inside her, her hips shuddering, a ragged groan falling from her lips as Gwen ceaselessly slurped on Kelly's cunt, ravenous for more of her friend's cum, nails digging into Kelly's sensual ass.

Kelly stretched her arms to the ceiling, she arched her back, crotch shuddering uncontrollably, her pussy voiding itself into her friend's sucking mouth. The shopkeeper reached out and massaged Kelly's tits, Kelly held her position, hands grasping up at air, hair falling down her bare back in a dark brown wave while her friend devoured her pussy, nose rubbing over her clit, tongue buried deep in the folds of her vagina, teasing more honey free into the blonde girl's warm mouth. Kelly shivered once, twice, the heat in her pussy slowly easing as Gwen cooled it with her soft, moist lips.

Gwen bought the yellow latex gown. Kelly purchased the white nighty, the chemise and panties, and a black leather, strapped corset with matching hot pants. The shopkeeper had recommended the last item and Kelly eagerly agreed to buy it, especially when the woman had revealed a secret feature, a mount inside the hot pants for a small vibrator. Kelly had allowed the shopkeeper to slide the tiny pink rod of plastic inside her pussy, she had gasped when the woman switched it on. The little vibrator was nestled inside Kelly's cunt as she left the shop with Gwen. Kelly was a different woman now, she sought pleasure eagerly, and she knew where she would come again to find it.

The End.