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(MF, rom) *** One afternoon in early October last year, I was clothes shopping near the university in Nottingham when I had one of those experiences you can usually only ever hope for. As I went into one shop I noticed a really eye- catching young woman, probably a student. She was wearing a blue shirt and a pair of tight black trousers that showed off her slim figure quite beautifully. She was about 5' 7" with an easy, loose- limbed elegance, wavy light brown hair down below her shoulders, and a pretty but strong face, with big brown eyes, a wide mouth, and high cheekbones. We made eye contact and acknowledged each other with a friendly, if brief, smile. Ah well, I thought, another cute babe come and gone. A few minutes later I was in another, rather quieter, shop just up the road. Towards the back of the store I was browsing a low stand with jeans on it, and quite by chance, there once more was this same very good-looking woman across from me. We acknowledged the coincidence with another smile, a little longer this time. When she bent down to pick up a pair of jeans, I had the perfect view down the front of her shirt of her tits hanging free. I must have been staring, for she glanced up at me and gave me yet another smile, this time much bigger, which I returned. She slowly straightened up and held my gaze, and in a few moments we were both absolutely intoxicated, lost deep inside one another's eyes, imagining all sorts of scenarios. It was one of the most unguarded and outrageously wanton, sexual looks I have ever exchanged with anyone in my entire life. After what seemed an age, she broke eye contact, picked up a random pair of jeans, and walked over to a changing booth, swinging her hips a little and looking at me over her shoulder to make sure I was looking at her. The booth had a curtain which she nearly closed, deliberately leaving a gap. I could clearly see her by walking a little to the side. When she saw me watching her, she pulled her shirt up over her head and dropped it on the floor. Her tits were just perfect, fairly small and very pert. Best of all was her tan, which made her pale breasts seem to glow, with nice dark nipples providing a glorious contrast. She beckoned me over with a finger, cupped her tits, and mouthed, "Come here." I slid into the booth beside her, my cock already on the rise, my heart beating hard, and made sure the curtain was all the way across. "You're fucking gorgeous," I whispered, not quite believing this was happening. "I'm gorgeous fucking, too," she replied, with a wicked grin. "What's your name?" "Joe." "I'm Amanda, Joe. Pleased to meet you!" She reached out her hand, I thought to shake mine, but with a quiet chuckle she reached past my outstretched hand and stroked my crotch. "You feel like you're pleased to meet me!" "Oh, you've got that right," I said. Amanda undid the button at the top of my trousers, worked the zip down a little, and then pushed her hand down inside my underpants. I shuddered as she grasped my dick nice and firmly and started rubbing it. "Have I got this right, too?" She was smiling up at me, obviously enjoying herself a great deal. "Yes, you have!" I was gasping quietly, trying not to make it obvious to other people in the shop what was happening. The thrill of possible discovery just added to my excitement. While she continued wanking me gently inside my trousers, I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. Then I pulled her to me and felt her sweet little tits pressing up against my bare chest. I always love that feeling. "Kiss me," I whispered, and she stretched her neck up and opened her mouth. Her lips met mine and the electricity of our tongues touching made turned me on even more. We kissed deeply, tonguing back and forth. "God, you taste good," I said. It was hard for her to keep her hand going as we kissed, so I moved back a little. She got a more comfortable grip on my cock while I unbuttoned and unzipped her trousers. I pushed my hand down inside the front of her knickers and felt the glorious warmth of her bush and her plump little sex. She was already really wet, and wriggled her hips a bit to give me better access. I inserted the middle finger of my right hand up her liquid smoothness and worked with my index and ring fingers to open and caress her pussy lips. With my thumb I lightly tickled her clit. We kissed again, and with my left hand I caressed her tits, gently kneading the nipples between finger and thumb. Now she too was gasping quietly. "I love how your cock is in my hand, Joe, but I need to feel you inside me," she whispered. I thought I must have died and gone to heaven: a beautiful stranger liked the prospect of having me as much as I liked her and was willing to put out for me there and then on the strength of one lusty look. She peeled her trousers and kickers down to her ankles and turned away from me. She spread her feet a little way apart, bent over a little, and stuck her gorgeous, firm bum out towards me. Looking over her shoulder again she said, "Fuck me, Joe, nice and quietly. Fuck me standing here." Her cheeks were milky white, again contrasting very sexily with her suntan above and below her bikini line. Her lips were lightly covered in a pale fuzz, through which her open, waiting pussy was clearly visible. I lowered my trousers and briefs and stepped the small step over to her. My cock was hot and hard, primed for action, and positioned itself with no help from my hands right at the entrance to her juicy hole. She reached down between her legs, grasped my cock, and guided it easily home into her soft tight hot wetness. I almost cried out with joy but managed to suppress it. She felt so good, so soft and welcoming as I thrust gently into her, my balls nestling up against her vulva each time I reached the top of my stroke. I reached round and fondled her sweet tits. She was right; she was gorgeous fucking. Watching my cock piston in and out of her was so exciting, particularly the way her pussy lips would come out about a half-inch each time I began to withdraw. I was so turned on by both the suddenness and the risk of the encounter – never mind the incredible things that were happening to my body – that disappointingly soon I felt myself close to the edge of orgasm. "I think I'm going to cum soon, if we're not careful," I whispered. "Wait!" said Amanda. "Let me first. Lick your finger and do my arsehole while you fuck me. Don't you dare cum inside me, though. I'm not on the pill or anything, OK?" "Not a problem, sweetheart," I said. I gave my middle finger a good suck and tried to insert it up her bum. At first her sphincter muscles tightened up and wouldn't let me in, but after a little tickling and a little wiggling she relaxed and I slid it up to the first knuckle, all the while fucking her sweet pussy. "Further, mmmh." As the second knuckle and then my whole finger disappeared, I felt her orgasm starting from somewhere deep inside. "Oh, yes, that's so good, in and out, in and out." As my finger went in my, cock went out, and vice-versa. I was trying very hard – and managing – not to tip over the edge of orgasm myself. Very quickly I felt her breath constrict and her pussy tighten in quick spurts and get even more juiced up. Then just as quickly her body relaxed and she turned her head to smile at me breathlessly. "Thanks! Finger out, now please," she whispered. "Your turn." I gave no more than half a dozen quick thrusts with my cock, then, feeling the familiar build-up in my balls, pulled out as she turned round and knelt down. "Cum here," she said, pointing to her chest. She cupped her tits just as she had when she invited me to join her in the changing booth. I took my cock in my hand and pumped once, twice, three times and then – aaaahhh – I quietly erupted a hot rope of cum over her sweet little boobs. With each stroke of my hand more cum spurted out onto her. I rubbed the head of my cock on each of her nipples and continued stroking until the last drops of jizz were out. Shaking, I knelt down in front of her, and we looked long and hard into each others' eyes, smiling. I took her face in both my hands and we kissed again, long and deep. She stroked my cock as we kissed. She whispered, "We'd better clean up and get dressed, Joe. Someone may be getting suspicious, we've been in here so long." In fact the whole encounter was less than 10 minutes, a very quick fuck by my normal standards, but still an awful long time for two people to be trying on one pair of jeans! Amanda got some tissues out of her handbag and gently wiped my mess off her tits. She was so cute looking down at her chest while she did that, that it made me want to start fucking her again, which might not have been the best timing. She went to wipe my cock off too, but I asked her not to, as I wanted to continue enjoying the smell and feel of her pussy juice on me. We dressed quickly and emerged from the booth. The shop was still pretty empty, and fortunately no one noticed the two of us coming out of the same booth. She tossed the jeans back on the display and hand-in-hand we walked out into the sunny autumn afternoon. That was the beginning of a fun couple of months. We had a great deal of great sex, some of it in semi-public places, which was always an added turn-on, but over the weeks we realized that we didn't really have a lot in common. We both wanted more out of a relationship than just good screwing, so by Christmas we decided, quite amicably, to stop seeing each other. I was sorry to say goodbye to the wonderful sex, but not at all sorry to have had this beautiful and gloriously wanton woman in my life and bed and pants for a while. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 72