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I was trying on some clothes last weekend and all of a sudden felt this wave of horniness overtake me. I didn’t think I’d be able to get back home and wait until then. Traffic was bad, I knew it would take at least thirty minutes to get back home, so I thought, well, this store isn’t busy, the clerk didn’t seem to pay much attention to how long I’d been in here and I did bring in a few outfits to try on. I was feeling so horny, and I didn’t even just want a quickie, I called my boyfriend from the dressing room.

He couldn’t believe I was actually calling him for phone sex right in the dressing room, but I said I wanted to hear him talk me through an orgasm and how much I love it, and I wanted to meet later tonight to fuck, but I needed to cum right now, and there was a little chair in the corner of the dressing room, and I was going to sit on the edge of it and play with my pussy no matter what. He laughed and said he’d help me out. So he started telling me how he’d start by licking my pussy and tease my clit with his warm, wet tongue as he licked me and slid two fingers inside of me.

I was trying hard not to moan too loudly, as I was afraid a clerk might come in and see what was going on, so I bit my lip to keep from crying out. He was usual was fantastic at telling me how he’d not only lick me, but fuck me and have me suck the juices after he fucked me off of his cock and be his little submissive bitch and do as he told me to do. I get so turned on how he touches me and makes love to me, and he’s just as talented on the phone. I could feel my orgasm welling up inside of me and was nervous when I heard someone walk by, but they went down to another changing room and I could hear hangers rattling and stuff, I knew they were none the wiser for my naughty activities as I masturbated and had fantastic phone sex with my boyfriend a few change rooms down from them.

Masturbating At The Movies

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Recently I went to the movies and was a bad girl. It was kind of a racy movie and well, I couldn’t help myself. I started to masturbate right there. I was in one of the back rows and had my cost on, so not sure if anyone knew what a dirty girl I being. I had a feeling the movie might get me going, so I didn’t bother to wear panties and just had a short skirt on. I went alone. The action on the screen was heating up and I really liked the actor that was in the lead role and I just parted my legs a little and slipped my hand down between my legs.

The love scenes were really hot and I fingered my stiffened clit right then and there as I watched. There was a cute young usher that made a pass a few times up and down the aisles, but I don’t think he knew what I was doing to myself underneath my coat. There were a few teenage boys in the row ahead of me and I got excited knowing they were so close as I was masturbating right there only a couple of feet away from them, and I bet had they known there was a masturbating girl in the row behind them, they would have gotten very turned on as well. I wanted to take my pussy juice covered fingers and reach ahead and drag them across their lips for them to taste me. How I would have loved it if one of them had come back to my row and started to lick my pussy as I watched the action on the screen.

The people on screen were fucking, well it wasn’t a porn movie, they were simulating fucking, but it looked real and I was having such a hard time not crying out as I pleasured myself. I hope no one saw me squirming in my seat. I did that in lecture hall in the back row in college a few times as well, I think a few girls did, some of those classes could be so boring, you had to pass the time somehow! Especially when they showed a film and it was nearly totally dark in there, it wasn’t hard to get away with stuff like that!

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