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1 through F › As Time Goes By
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
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1,462
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2
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I do not own As Time Goes By, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Two
“Very flattering”, he said, imagining his hands on her breasts while kissing her. “What about that one? The one with the ribbon?”
Lionel kissed Jean’s breasts, his hands around her waist. He pulled her closer and slipped a hand between her legs, pushing aside her knickers and slipping his fingers deep into her wet center. Jean moaned and bore down on Lionel’s hand, the walls of her pussy contracting around his fingers moving in and out of her body. He covered her mouth with his, their tongues dancing against each other. Jean held tight to Lionel, calling his name, her legs trembling as she came, her body bucking against Lionel’s with the force of her orgasm.
Lionel shook his head to clear it of his fantasy and concentrated on Jean as she tried on a variety of corsets. That was the problem. The more he concentrated on Jean’s outfits, the more excited he became. His cock was so swollen he was afraid he’d come just watching her. Well, that wouldn’t be the first time that happened.
Jean couldn’t help but be aware of Lionel’s state of arousal. She liked being watched by him; a persistent tingle started between her legs and she ached for Lionel to touch her. Her nipples were so hard and sensitive that just the touch of lace was an electric jolt to her body. “If we were alone in here, we’d be fucking on the floor.”
“Melinda, I’ll choose from these four. You can take the rest away. You’ve been very helpful, thank you. I know you have other customers to attend to and I’m sure I can manage without you.”
Melinda cleared the changing room of the unnecessary articles and left Jean and Lionel to make their final selection alone. “I should have put them in the room with the chaise lounge”, she thought with a smile.
“I thought she’d never leave”, Lionel said. He parted his legs and pulled Jean towards him; she kissed him deeply, crushing her breasts against him, her hand massaging his hard on, making him moan with delight.
“You were very patient.”
“It wasn’t easy. Watching you flash your breasts and bum at me.” He caressed her body. “I wanted to take you right here on the floor. I thought I was going to come just watching you.”
“Oooh”. Jean’s stomach did a lovely little somersault at Lionel’s touch and her breath caught. She opened his belt and zipper and freed his cock from the confines of his trousers and took him in her hand. She licked her fingers and wrapped them around his shaft, gently rubbing him as she led him to the platform in front of the triple mirror where they lay down. He stroked her body, teasing her breasts beneath the satin and lace corset she wore. He kissed her mouth and neck, his tongue slipping into the valley between her breasts. Jean spread her legs and pulled Lionel on top of her.
“I want to feel you inside me Lionel” and she guided him into her body. He moaned with delight as her warm and welcoming pussy sheathed his cock.
“So good. So sweet. You’re so wet.” He caught her lips in his, his tongue entered her mouth and she gasped at his fervor. Lionel’s hips began to thrust against her, slowly at first, his cock sliding in and out of her wet center. He moved faster, his strokes shorter and harder, making her cry out as he slammed his cock deep into her cunt, his balls slapping against her.
“Harder, Lionel, harder!”
He shoved her legs further apart to open her more to him.
“Hold on, Love.”
Lionel came with great jerking motions, his cock spurting hot cum deep in her pussy.
“Oh Lionel! Oh Yes!” she cried as she came, her cunt muscles gripping his cock, waves of pleasure radiating out from her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. The muscles of her cunt contracted around his cock, milking every drop of his cum until he was empty and getting soft. Lionel took her breasts in his hands and sucked hard on her left breast, pleasure cutting through her like a spike.
Lionel rolled over, his pants around his ankles, breathing heavily. Jean’s face rested on his shoulder. She looked up at him, the only man she had truly loved with all her heart. “I love you Lionel.”
He opened his eyes and looked into her heart. “I love you Jean.” He leaned over and kissed her. “I love you”, he whispered in her ear, not wanting to let her go from his arms.
“Does making love in a changing room always make you this romantic?” she teased.
“I’d have to say yes. Of course, this is only the first time I made love in a changing room so we’d have to do this again to make sure.”
She reached for his cock but he pulled back laughing. “Not now!” He stood and offered a hand to Jean who remained on the floor. He pulled up his underwear and trousers.
“What’s the matter?” he asked.
“I have rug burns on my bum.” Jean winced as she stood up. Lionel leaned over to inspect her ass and gently ran his hands over her bruised flesh.
“It’s not too bad.” He kissed her ass cheeks. “Better?”
“Yes. Thank you Love”
Jean looked at the three corsets on the rack and the one she was wearing. “Which of these shall I take?” she asked.
He tucked in his shirt, zipped his trousers and adjusted his tie. “Take all four.”
“All four? Lionel, did you see the price tags?”
“Yes I saw the price tags. I want all four. I want to see you in them and I want to see you out of them.”
“Isn’t that a little extravagant?”
“It’s a lot extravagant. But we are in L.A. and I am going to write a mini-series and I want you to have all of them. All. Full stop.”
“Very well then. All four. Will you help me out of this one?” Lionel unlaced the ribbon that fastened up the front and let the corset drop to the floor. He caressed her breasts, pinching her nipples between his fingers and kissed her again. “Which one will you wear tonight?”
Jean laughed and retrieved her bra, putting it on and turning so Lionel could fasten it. She finished dressing and checked herself in the mirror.
“We’re both perfectly turned out”, Lionel said approvingly.
“Yes, we are.” They picked up the corsets and made their way over to Melinda who was at the till.
“Hello. Have you decided which one you’ll take.”
“Yes, we’ll take all four” Lionel said.
“Wonderful”, she said brightly. Melinda rang up the purchases and presented the credit card receipt to Lionel who signed it without turning pale at the total amount. She carefully folded the corsets into two boxes and handed them to Jean. “Thank you. I do hope you’ll return before you leave Los Angeles.”
Jean and Lionel nodded and smiled and left the store, the doormen holding the doors for them to exit.
“Do you think she knew what we were doing in the changing room?”
“Maybe not specifically what we were doing, but I think she had the general idea of things. I have a feeling that couples making love in the changing room is not an altogether unusual occurence here."
The driver opened the door to their limo and they settle in the back seat. Lionel wrapped his arms around Jean and asked "Which corset will you wear for me tonight?"
* * * The End
Lionel kissed Jean’s breasts, his hands around her waist. He pulled her closer and slipped a hand between her legs, pushing aside her knickers and slipping his fingers deep into her wet center. Jean moaned and bore down on Lionel’s hand, the walls of her pussy contracting around his fingers moving in and out of her body. He covered her mouth with his, their tongues dancing against each other. Jean held tight to Lionel, calling his name, her legs trembling as she came, her body bucking against Lionel’s with the force of her orgasm.
Lionel shook his head to clear it of his fantasy and concentrated on Jean as she tried on a variety of corsets. That was the problem. The more he concentrated on Jean’s outfits, the more excited he became. His cock was so swollen he was afraid he’d come just watching her. Well, that wouldn’t be the first time that happened.
Jean couldn’t help but be aware of Lionel’s state of arousal. She liked being watched by him; a persistent tingle started between her legs and she ached for Lionel to touch her. Her nipples were so hard and sensitive that just the touch of lace was an electric jolt to her body. “If we were alone in here, we’d be fucking on the floor.”
“Melinda, I’ll choose from these four. You can take the rest away. You’ve been very helpful, thank you. I know you have other customers to attend to and I’m sure I can manage without you.”
Melinda cleared the changing room of the unnecessary articles and left Jean and Lionel to make their final selection alone. “I should have put them in the room with the chaise lounge”, she thought with a smile.
“I thought she’d never leave”, Lionel said. He parted his legs and pulled Jean towards him; she kissed him deeply, crushing her breasts against him, her hand massaging his hard on, making him moan with delight.
“You were very patient.”
“It wasn’t easy. Watching you flash your breasts and bum at me.” He caressed her body. “I wanted to take you right here on the floor. I thought I was going to come just watching you.”
“Oooh”. Jean’s stomach did a lovely little somersault at Lionel’s touch and her breath caught. She opened his belt and zipper and freed his cock from the confines of his trousers and took him in her hand. She licked her fingers and wrapped them around his shaft, gently rubbing him as she led him to the platform in front of the triple mirror where they lay down. He stroked her body, teasing her breasts beneath the satin and lace corset she wore. He kissed her mouth and neck, his tongue slipping into the valley between her breasts. Jean spread her legs and pulled Lionel on top of her.
“I want to feel you inside me Lionel” and she guided him into her body. He moaned with delight as her warm and welcoming pussy sheathed his cock.
“So good. So sweet. You’re so wet.” He caught her lips in his, his tongue entered her mouth and she gasped at his fervor. Lionel’s hips began to thrust against her, slowly at first, his cock sliding in and out of her wet center. He moved faster, his strokes shorter and harder, making her cry out as he slammed his cock deep into her cunt, his balls slapping against her.
“Harder, Lionel, harder!”
He shoved her legs further apart to open her more to him.
“Hold on, Love.”
Lionel came with great jerking motions, his cock spurting hot cum deep in her pussy.
“Oh Lionel! Oh Yes!” she cried as she came, her cunt muscles gripping his cock, waves of pleasure radiating out from her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. The muscles of her cunt contracted around his cock, milking every drop of his cum until he was empty and getting soft. Lionel took her breasts in his hands and sucked hard on her left breast, pleasure cutting through her like a spike.
Lionel rolled over, his pants around his ankles, breathing heavily. Jean’s face rested on his shoulder. She looked up at him, the only man she had truly loved with all her heart. “I love you Lionel.”
He opened his eyes and looked into her heart. “I love you Jean.” He leaned over and kissed her. “I love you”, he whispered in her ear, not wanting to let her go from his arms.
“Does making love in a changing room always make you this romantic?” she teased.
“I’d have to say yes. Of course, this is only the first time I made love in a changing room so we’d have to do this again to make sure.”
She reached for his cock but he pulled back laughing. “Not now!” He stood and offered a hand to Jean who remained on the floor. He pulled up his underwear and trousers.
“What’s the matter?” he asked.
“I have rug burns on my bum.” Jean winced as she stood up. Lionel leaned over to inspect her ass and gently ran his hands over her bruised flesh.
“It’s not too bad.” He kissed her ass cheeks. “Better?”
“Yes. Thank you Love”
Jean looked at the three corsets on the rack and the one she was wearing. “Which of these shall I take?” she asked.
He tucked in his shirt, zipped his trousers and adjusted his tie. “Take all four.”
“All four? Lionel, did you see the price tags?”
“Yes I saw the price tags. I want all four. I want to see you in them and I want to see you out of them.”
“Isn’t that a little extravagant?”
“It’s a lot extravagant. But we are in L.A. and I am going to write a mini-series and I want you to have all of them. All. Full stop.”
“Very well then. All four. Will you help me out of this one?” Lionel unlaced the ribbon that fastened up the front and let the corset drop to the floor. He caressed her breasts, pinching her nipples between his fingers and kissed her again. “Which one will you wear tonight?”
Jean laughed and retrieved her bra, putting it on and turning so Lionel could fasten it. She finished dressing and checked herself in the mirror.
“We’re both perfectly turned out”, Lionel said approvingly.
“Yes, we are.” They picked up the corsets and made their way over to Melinda who was at the till.
“Hello. Have you decided which one you’ll take.”
“Yes, we’ll take all four” Lionel said.
“Wonderful”, she said brightly. Melinda rang up the purchases and presented the credit card receipt to Lionel who signed it without turning pale at the total amount. She carefully folded the corsets into two boxes and handed them to Jean. “Thank you. I do hope you’ll return before you leave Los Angeles.”
Jean and Lionel nodded and smiled and left the store, the doormen holding the doors for them to exit.
“Do you think she knew what we were doing in the changing room?”
“Maybe not specifically what we were doing, but I think she had the general idea of things. I have a feeling that couples making love in the changing room is not an altogether unusual occurence here."
The driver opened the door to their limo and they settle in the back seat. Lionel wrapped his arms around Jean and asked "Which corset will you wear for me tonight?"
* * * The End