“This one, or this one?” I hold up two corsets for Justin to decide between.
“Both.” He says without a moment’s hesitation.
I nod and hand them to him. He adds them to the collection of lingerie that is piled in his arms.
We walk around the shop a little while longer. Picking through garter belts and thigh highs to complete the outfits I am about to try on.
“These are definitely coming home with us.” He picks up a pair of neon pink fishnets.
“Seriously?” I laugh.
“Hell yes I’m serious! These are hot as hell!” He gives me a sexy smile.
We make our way to the dressing rooms, signaling the woman behind the counter that I need her to unlock a room.
She smiles and gives us the usual sales, ‘Oh! Beautiful choices!’ bullshit.
He attempts to join me, but I push him away with a little laugh. “Behave yourself…”
“Come on Courtney.” He gives me a little pout.
I shake my head and gesture for him to sit down and wait.
Justin settles in the plush chair that waits outside the dressing room as I step inside, shut the door and undress.
I slip into a red camisole first, adjusting my breasts into the cups to create some fairly amazing cleavage.
I survey myself in the mirror before opening the door to ask Justin’s opinion.
“Absolutely!” He looks me over, lust creeping into his gaze already.
I retreat, shaking my ass a little for him as I do.
“Cock tease!” He stage whispers as I close the door.
I take it off, return in to its hanger and move on to the ivory corset, tighten the lace ribbons that run down the sides and then emerge.
“Shit…” he whispers as he drinks me in. He likes this one as well.
Several outfits later, he is in a quiet frenzy. But he handles himself well at all times, and no one else would be able to tell…but I see it clearly in his eyes.
I’m rather enjoying myself…I love to get him going, so I survey the few I have left to try, to decide which he will like best.
When my eyes land on it, I know without a doubt that it’s the one. Its black leather edged in hot pink lace. It cinches my waist in tightly and displays my breasts beautifully.
I take the pink fishnets Justin wanted so badly and slip them on. They are made of incredibly fine silk and glide up my legs softly. I step back into the black pumps I had worn into the store and then slowly open the door.
He licks his lips the second he sets eyes on me. “Oh fuck…why do you do this to me Court?” his voice drips with desire.
“Like it?” I tease in my airy fuck me voice.
He doesn’t answer…instead he swings his eyes over to locate the sales women and I know right away what he’s going to do.
He stands and closes in on me, wrapping his arm around my waist to lead me back into the little room.
“I told you to behave…” I scold.
“If you wanted me to behave you wouldn’t have put these on.” He drags his hand against my thigh, indicating the stockings. He’s right.
He locks the door and drops to his knees, dragging his tongue up my leg. The tip runs up the pink silk beautifully, and I moan at the sight.
He looks up at me and takes a bit of the silk between his teeth, tugging on it gently. This elicits another, louder contented sigh from me.
His hand is inching higher up my inner thigh, but he is moving much too slowly, so I wrap my hand around his wrist and pull his hand to the panties that are already dripping wet, and not even paid for yet.
“What do you want?” He whispers, his lips brushing against my skin through the fishnets. “Do you want me to fuck you right here in this dressing room?”
I bury my hands in his hair and pull him closer as the word, “Yes…” slips out of me.
“Yeah?” His voice is nothing more than a quiet moan now, “Would you like that?” His soft hand has found its way past the silk, his fingers toy with my clit gently as he watches me from his place on the floor before me.
I am becoming weak with my escalating need for him. My legs wobble and I brace my hands against the mirror and wall for support. Though I know he would never let me fall.
“Is that what you want Courtney?” His warm mouth closes around my clit as he draws it into his mouth to suck softly.
I cry out, and then suck in a fast, deep breath to stifle the sound.
“Shhhh…” he quiets me with a little smile, his breath falling hot against my flesh.
He moves his tongue to lap against the opening of my lips, groaning with pleasure as he tastes me. He curls the tip along for a moment longer and then slips his tongue inside completely. Drawing it in and out, fucking me with it.
I tug at his hair and press down against his tongue, short gasps of air rush from my lungs at a steady pace…but I do a remarkable good job of remaining quiet given the incredible pleasure he is bestowing upon me.
I pull at his hair gently, and he rises to his feet, immediately slipping his tongue into my mouth to tangle with my own before I drop to my knees.
His eyes follow me intently as I work to draw his stiff cock from his pants. I take it in my hand and gently pump against the length of him, admiring it’s perfect shape and satin skin. I lick the pearl of pre-cum away from his head and then slide it into my mouth. Working my lips around the tip delicately.
He isn’t doing such a wonderful job of staying quiet, but I do nothing to stop him…I love to listen to him.
I move my lips away from his cock and pull the corset down, freeing my full breasts from the black leather, my eyes locked on his.
I pinch my hard nipples, putting on a little show for him, making him groan with frustration.
I press my breasts together and slip his dick in between them.
“Damn…” he moans softly with approval, beginning to slide in and out of them.
I dart my tongue out and lap at the head of his cock each time it reappears.
He holds on to my shoulders tightly for leverage as he fucks my breasts, a stream of sensual sighs bursting from him with each thrust.
I ache with the overwhelming need for him to be inside of me, but am too mesmerized by the sight of his rigid member sliding against my skin to stop.
But soon he makes the decision for me and brings me to my feet. He wraps his arm around my waist once again and bends me forward, placing my hands against the cool glass of the mirror. He tangles his fist in my hair and raises my face to the mirror. I find his eyes burning into mine as he snakes his hand between my legs to stroke my clit.
My breasts remain exposed and I can see my nipples growing impossibly erect as he draws me to the brink of cumming before his hand slips away, his cock replacing it as he eases into me.
“Justin…” I purr as he fills me up with the long length of him.
“You like that?” He teases in a lusty whisper. His lips are slick and shining from the tip of his tongue that moves across them with sexy licks and I can’t take my eyes off of them.
“Say it for me Courtney…” He moans, “Come on baby…say it.”
I know what he wants, and I tear my gaze away from his beautiful mouth to look into his eyes before I whisper, “Give it to me Dr. Bieber.”
He licks his lips again and sucks in a deep breath, slapping my ass gently with approval as he fucks me harder. “That’s my girl…”
His heavy balls swing and tap against my clit with every thrust of his dick, and I begin to cum, shaking and moaning as I watch him fuck me in the mirror.
He knows this and watches me with wild eyes until a final growl that is much too loud to go unnoticed erupts from him and he pulls his cock out of me and jerks it roughly once, and then again…his cum lands in hot spurts on the black leather and my skin.
We catch our breath in the tiny room, surrounded by silk and lace until the clerk calls to us from somewhere beyond the door to ask how everything fit.