When I got into the limo I leaned back, exhausted against the comfortable leather seats and closed my eyes. I could feel the butt plug in my ass and the egg-shaped vibrator in my pussy, but I was really too tired to care.
"What did you think of our girl in there?" I heard Monica ask Jennifer.
"She was really good," Jennifer answered, "so sexy."
"I think Helga was pleased," Monica added.
"Yes.yes I think she was," Jennifer agreed.
At that point I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember was Monica gently shaking me.
"Come on sleepy head," she laughed, "time for you to get some descent clothes."
The door opened and I followed Jennifer out of the limo.
My mouth dropped open. This was no small adult store. We were in front of a huge department store in the largest mall in our town. I looked down in horror at my attire. I was still dressed in my skimpy bikini. The robe that we had gotten at Helga's was absolutely transparent. I might as well have not had it on. I hesitated at the limo door. Monica pushed me from behind.
"Come on, you can't shop from here," she chided me.
But.I can't go in like this."
She interrupted me. Her voice was now stern and commanding. "You not only can, but you will. Don't forget our little tape of your show dear."
My body sagged with resignation, of course she was right. I had to do whatever they wanted. I was totally at their mercy. I started walking toward the entrance to the store. I had thought that the adult store had made me uneasy, it was nothing compared to what I felt now. Immediately upon my entering the store all eyes went to me. At first there was a hush, but almost instantly that was broken by a swell of murmurs and whispers. The sound followed us as we walked down the aisle.
"Jennifer, take Maggie over to the clothing area and help her pick out something," Monica suggested.
Jennifer took my arm and guided me down a side aisle. We went to a rack of short skirts. Jennifer started to talk to me about some she liked. I really couldn't concentrate on anything she said. I was totally distracted by the crowds staring at us, or rather at me.
All of a sudden I did a little jump. From somewhere,I couldn't see her, Monica had activated the vibrator in my pussy. The vibrations were right on my G-spot. Crowd or not, I couldn't help myself I moaned softly. The positioning of the vibrator was such that the vibrations also went through the thin wall between my ass and pussy and were transferred to the butt plug. I reached out and grabbed hold of the dress rack. My eyes closed, I couldn't ignore the feelings going through my body. My legs spread slightly and I stuck my ass out a little. Unconsciously, I reached up and started to massage my breast through the thin robe and bikini top. My knees bent spreading my thighs further apart. My head bowed forward and my hips started to move as if I were being fucked from behind. I couldn't suppress my lust any longer. "Ahhh!" I moaned. "Oh God, yesssss," I hissed. With one hand now shamelessly massaging my breasts, my other hand left the dress rack and moved down to rub my clit. I pulled the robe aside and frantically started to rub my stiff little nub through the material of my bikini. My knees bent further so I was in an obscene squating position feverishly rubbing my body in time to the vibrations in my two orifices. I came quickly. My head flew back. "Ahhhh, oh fuck, oh God, so good," I felt my pussy and my ass contracting against the toys inside me. "Yes, yes," I grabbed the rack again to keep from falling. I was still panting heavily when Jennifer came up beside me.
"Come on Maggie, I think these will look nice on you." She led me to a dressing room like nothing had ever happened. I was totally oblivious to the trail of shocked, staring shoppers that we left in our wake.
I followed Jennifer into the dressing room area and down a short hallway with dressing stalls on each side. She opened one of the doors, stood aside and I walked in.
"Hello dear," Monica was sitting on the bench in the small room. "That was quite a performance. Before we go any further, you need to do something for me."
"Yes ma'am?" I wasn't sure what she wanted.
Monica raised her dress up to her waist revealing her shaved pussy. She was not wearing any panties. "Do me," she said. It was said with a soft voice, but it was definitely an order.
Without hesitating, I knelt in front of the blond woman. As I leaned forward, I smelled the strong scent of her pussy. I moved closer, stuck out my tongue and lightly brushed it over her wet pussy slit.
"Yes, that's it," Monica moaned softly.
I had never had oral sex with a woman before, but Monica's response gave me confidence and I pushed my tongue between the folds of her outer labia and licked her wet inner lips. I tasted the sweet nectar of another woman's cunt for the first time.
"Oh God," Monica groaned spreading her legs wider.
I reached up with my hands and spread her pussy in front of me. My tongue found the hard nub of her clit and I started to flick it back and forth.
Monica's hands went to the back of my head and pulled me further into her love hole. I increased the speed and force of my tongue across her clitoris.
"Oh fuck, oh yeah, that's it, eat me you slut," Monica was grinding her hips on the bench and I had a little trouble keeping my tongue in contact with her love button. Instinctively now, for I had never done this before, I thrust two fingers into her pussy as my tongue continued to lash her clit.
Monica's back arched and her hands at the back of my head pulled so hard that I thought my entire head would enter her cunt.
"Oh Fuck!" she wailed. "Yes, God, yes, fuck me, fuck me. I'm going to do it you slut, you're going to make me. Fuck you I'm Cummmmmmiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnggggggg!" Monica's back arched, her hips rose off the bench, and her thighs clamped around my head so hard it almost hurt. Her hips rose up and down so that she was fucking herself on my entire face. I kept my fingers and tongue going as best I could. Finally, her legs went slack and she collapsed back on the bench, her breasts heaved as she struggled to catch her breath. I stayed between her legs, afraid to move without being told.
Finally, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled down at me. "That was wonderful dear." I smiled back. "I'm almost inclined to keep you for myself, but we do have rules. Well, shall we go?" She stood up and helped me off my knees. After quickly looking in the dressing room mirror and fixing her hair, she ushered me out of the dressing room.
Jennifer was waiting by the door. The three of us walked down the short hallway past the other dressing stalls. When we got back to the main entrance to the dressing area, there was a crowd of about 30 people standing there. At the front was a fat security woman. She stepped forward.
"Ladies you will have to..."
Before she could finish, Monica brushed her aside. "Out of our way bitch," the three of us walked past the stunned guard. The crowd parted as Monica led Jennifer and me toward the exit. Just before walking out of the store, Monica waved over her shoulder without turning around. "Have a nice day," she said cheerfully as we made our way to the waiting limo at the curb.