Jaehee x MC : Changing Room
Perusing aisle after aisle of clothing, you tell Jaehee that the dress you lifted from the rack would compliment her body wonderfully. Blushing, Jaehee took the dress and searched for a dressing room to try it on in.
“Don’t expect too much…” she added as the door closed. You wait outside the changing room anxiously anticipating how beautiful Jaehee would look in the dress you picked. After what felt like hours, Jaehee beckoned for you.
“It seems…the…zipper will not rise.” A nervous voice broke the long wait and you get up to go help. You open the door to see a defeated Jaehee glaring at the mirror and chuckle. Closing the door and locking it, Jaehee straightens up standing tall and looks at you shyly in the mirror.
“I…I apologize,” she stutters her way through an apology you were amused to hear.
“No need, just stay still, okay?” Jaehee nods in reply and looks forward.
As you attempt to lift the zipper, you brush against the skin on her back spreading a red blush across her face. She giggles as you drag your finger slowly up and down her spine. She bites her lip stuttering through something that sounded like no and not here, but you’re too focused on her face to acknowledge her words.
Placing the palm of your hand on her bare back, you slide it around her frame, caressing every inch of flesh you could touch bumping off the shoulder straps on her dress. She tries to lift it back up making another protest you will hear none of. Your other hand is placed along her waistline, wrapped around her holding her steady. Jaehee stumbles a bit leaning into your gentle touch. Your right hand explores the contents of her bra fondling her. You stifle her gasp with a tender kiss gone rogue. She dances with you until your lips step back and you bite her bottom lip.
The dress is now more of a skirt with how low you have pushed it. The hand that cupped her chest became more ferocious pinching and grabbing more firmly. The hand that once admired her waist now slid between Jaehees thighs, unforgiving and ruthless, they rubbed her in slow circles applying minimal pressure. She lifts her head up, biting her lips, gasping like you sucked all the air out of the room. You laugh kind of wound up yourself, and slide one finger inside her underwear. Shocked, Jaehee tightened the space between her legs.
The lone finger pulsed inside of her until the pleasure of being touched forced her knees to wobble. You kiss her neck softly until you are sure she is close. Sliding your finger slowly out, you help her sit down. You watch her chest rise and fall as she trembled.
On your knees you lift each one of Jaehees legs onto your shoulders and bury your face between her legs. Whatever protest she may have had was cut short by the sudden sensation of two fingers and a tongue gyrating inside of her. Her legs crossed on your back forcing your face further between her legs. Her moans were becoming too loud. Jaehee bites her lip gripping the clothes she had once worn before she entered this trap.
You lap up as much of the juices pouring from her as you can, but she wasn’t done; her small moans escalated. You slide two fingers, that aren’t busy with Jaehee, within yourself. The pleasure was immensely satisfying. You bounced lightly devouring Jaehee as though your hunger were insatiable. She grips your hair with her legs up, and lets out a moan she knew she shouldn’t have. Her back arched as she climaxed and you try to lick as much as possible.
Her legs were shaking as she finally relaxed. You continue to lick what’s left until you’re satisfied.
“I told you the dress looked good on you.” You huff out as you kiss her lips a little roughly. Blushing furiously, she pulls you into a hungry kiss. ~ This is was a hard one to write heh I hope you like it @the-otome-gamer
