0 comments/ 67888 views/ 1 favorites Excursion Ch. 01 By: jthserra Stephanie slowly strolled down the street, spending time like it was free, losing herself in shop windows, simply fascinated in the absolute drivel that drove the holidays. Peering into a jewelry store she watched a couple milling over one case, while several gentlemen wandered, trying to get inspired by something sparkly. Focusing back on the couple, she saw the tears of joy cascade down the woman's face as her fiancé, or husband or boyfriend pulled a credit card out of his wallet and passed it to the clerk. Continuing to watch the exchange, Stephanie wondered how he story went from here, they'd get home, and assuming they were alone, they'd have adventurous sex, the woman submitting so some perversion the guy paid for with the jewelry and they'd have an exciting evening and then go to sleep. The morning would bring them back to the everyday world, back to everyday sex. Strolling onto the next shop, Stephanie pondered what might happen if either of the couple somehow stumbled into a sexual situation beyond anything they could imagine. Would the allure of the situation shatter their tiny lives, or could they resist the temptation? Even better, could they give in to the temptation and yet somehow stay together? Could one of them experience an incredible relationship outside their own and then bring the excitement into their personal existence? Wanting to indulge her curiosity a bit further, she waited until the couple emerged from the jewelry store and then turned to follow them. Fortunately, instead of stepping out of the shop and climbing into a car, the couple turned and began walking back down the street. Keeping well behind the pair, Stephanie headed back down the street, watching the two, simply talking and reacting to each other. Following them, Stephanie found herself concentrating on the woman, watching the way her hips swayed when she moved away from the man, how her walk changed a bit as they come back together, similar, but faintly different. The woman was short, especially compared to the man, but she was somewhat shorter than Stephanie. Dark curly hair fell onto her shoulders and watching the man rest his hand under the hair, at the back of the woman's neck, Stephanie pictured lifting the dark tresses and running her tongue along the back of her neck. Squeezing up behind her, she'd let the long, dark hair fall down over her as she reached around the woman to cup her breasts. A slight hesitation perhaps, and the woman would tense at Stephanie's gentle touch, but then, the sensation at the back of her neck, the soft, but firm feel of the hands at her breasts would urge her onward as she gave in to her curiosity. Turning, the woman would face Stephanie, wanting to initiate some contact, but not sure what to do. "Touch my breasts," Stephanie would whisper, excited at the innocent unsurety of her partner. "Yes, like that, just think of how you like to be touched." Stephanie imagined them leaning together, their lips, hovering just centimeters apart, the slight hesitation, intensifying the sensation when, ever so slightly their lips touch and come apart, only to join again in urgency, their tongues slipping between lips. Then they'd crash wildly together, tongues thrashing, penetrating, tasting each other in an extended kiss that slips downward as Stephanie, opens the woman's blouse. Drawing her lips, tongue and teeth over the soft skin of her neck, she continues unbuttoning as the woman unhooks her bra and exposes her breasts. Descending to the firm mounds, she'd move quickly to her nipples, dark and hard, aching for her touch. Stephanie would draw them into her mouth, sucking hard, as her hands kneaded the soft flesh. Working first one, then the other nipple, Stephanie would tease the woman as her hands carefully worked their way into her pants, slipping between the silky panties and the delicate flesh. Fingertips would snake through the curly hair, searching the slit, the warm lips and wet opening, begging for touch. Stephanie would slide her finger down and dip into the warm, soft cunt, circling the walls, drawing the moisture. Sliding upward she'd then find the clit, gently pinching it between her thumb and finger as the woman moved her hips to her, opening herself to her sure hands. Suddenly, the image shattered and Stephanie stood alone in the street as the couple disappeared into a building. Making a note of the address, she found a nearby bench and sat, regaining her composure. Surveying her surroundings she began to plan her next excursion with her two, new friends. Excursion Ch. 02 Stephanie followed the heavyset woman into the fitting room, attracted to the dark curly hair that rolled down over her shoulders. She had given up on the couple that caught her attention the day before and decided to visit a department store, hoping to pick up a nice pair of slacks. Seeing the woman's hair over a row of clothing, Stephanie quickly moved to get a better look at the woman, thinking perhaps it might be the same one from the day before. The woman was different, though she was attractive, she was a bit overweight. She did dress in a manner that made the most of her mass, the dark colors and style concealed a lot of her heft and the proud way she carried herself seemed kind of sexy to Stephanie. She watched her and as the woman took several hangers of clothes toward the fitting room she grabbed a pair of slacks and followed her. Stephanie paused out in the store as the woman entered corridor to the fitting rooms and then wandered in as the woman closed a door behind her. Casually selecting a room adjacent to the woman's, she closed her door, noticing there was only a spring catch holding it closed, not a lock on the inside. Acting quickly, Stephanie undressed completely, carefully arranging her clothes on the small bench. Looking at her own naked body in the mirror, she listened to the woman undress and dress in the adjacent room. Imagining the sight of the woman clumsily removing her blouse and pants, Stephanie moved her hands to her breasts and began lighting moving them over her nipples, watching in the mirror as they hardened to her touch. Still listening to the woman in the next dressing room, she bent over and peeked beneath the partition, waiting until she saw her step out of the new pants. Knowing that the woman would take a moment, while still in just her underwear, to hang up the clothes, Stephanie moved quickly, darting out of her room and pushing the door into the woman's fitting room open. Slipping inside, she heard the woman gasp and drop the hanger with the clothes onto the floor. The two women simply stood motionless for a moment, both trying to grasp exactly what would happen. Finally Stephanie reached her hand out and ran her fingers through the woman's hair and whispered, "It's so beautiful." "Ah, thank you, yours is too... I mean your hair is nice too." Her hair frazzled from too much dye jobs and mistreatment, Stephanie smiled and whispered, "No, you're just being kind." Her hand slid down through the woman's hair to her shoulder. She felt the woman jerk slightly at the touch, but she continued moving her hand, downward over the black lace bra until she cupped the woman's large breast with one hand. When the woman didn't say anything, Stephanie spoke, "If you want me to leave, I will." "What about the sales clerk?" "If we hear her come in, I can duck under there," she said, pointing to the gap under the partition between their fitting rooms. "But they are so understaffed, they'll be tied up on the register for a while." "What should I..." the woman began to ask. "If I may," Stephanie whispered, reaching her hands to the elastic waistband of the woman's panties. Kneeling down, she slowly worked the black, lace panties over the woman's enormous thighs, encourage that even a large woman would feel sexy enough to wear panties like these. Tossing them onto the end of the bench Stephanie said, "They're very sexy." "Thanks, they are hard to find in my size." Gently running her hand up the inside of the woman's thigh she replied, "Mmmm, I'm glad you found them." She gently pushed the woman back onto the bench. "So am I," she said, sitting down on the bench and opening her legs. Her large thighs still slightly blocked Stephanie's access, but the woman braced one foot on the shelf on the adjacent wall and then moved her other foot up onto the bench. Stephanie paused, amazed at the way the woman could spread out like that, nearly doing the "splits" for her. It was an oddly exciting sight, seeing the massive white thighs, the taut muscles with the loose flesh sagging a bit, all converging to the curly triangle of hair and the seductive slit with the flowing, soft lips opening to her. Moving closer she smelled the heavy, though not unpleasant, scent of the woman, an earthy, damp odor that ran a tingle between Stephanie's legs. Grasping a handful of the woman's thighs with each hand she dove in, pushing her tongue quickly into the woman's wet cunt. The acrid taste and pungent smell was shockingly intoxicating and Stephanie squeezed her hands and drove her tongue in and out of the woman, lapping up the taste, feeling her own pussy begin to quiver for attention. Sliding her tongue up the woman's long slit, Stephanie dropped one of her hands between her own legs, reaching for her clit and as her tongue circled on the woman, she mimicked the motion with her own hand. The woman groaned, sliding her ass on the cushioned bench, pushing her pussy onto Stephanie's face. Feeling a surge of pleasure building inside, Stephanie slowed her fingers as she lapped the woman's clit, sensing the woman's gentle climb, closer and closer... finally, the woman grabbed her head and pulled her hard against herself. Stephanie quickened the movement on her own clit, letting herself finally come as the woman breathed and shuddered in climax. Resting her head on the woman's soft thighs, Stephanie ran her hand over the woman's thigh, reaching around to her large buttocks. Simply letting her hands stroke the woman's ass, she breathed in the woman's scent, as the last pulses ran through her body. Stephanie then turned her head, gently squeezed her teeth into the woman's flesh in an ever so gentle love bite and stood up. "What about you?" the woman asked. "I kind of did myself," she replied. "But, I..." "I know, but we don't have time now," she whispered and then rolled under the partition back into her fitting room. A male voice called out, "Is everything okay in there?" Calling back from her room, Stephanie replied, "Yes I think so. I'll be out in a second." Looking up at the security camera that was focused on her room, she quickly dressed. Stepping out of the room, she glanced over the adjacent fitting room and noticed the camera there too. Handing the pair of pants she never got around to trying on to the security guard, she smiled sweetly and asked, "Enjoy the show?" Smiling as the man's face quickly blushed, Stephanie walked out into the store and headed over toward the cosmetics counters and the exit. Walking toward the door, she looked over at one of the perfume counters and spotted a familiar face. Pretending to sample several of the fragrances she looked closer and realized, it was the woman she followed the other day, the one with the beautiful hair. Replacing the perfume sampler, Stephanie walked out of the store, making plans for her next shopping trip. Excursion Ch. 03 Stephanie sprayed the light mist onto her wrist and took a deep breath, drawing in the fragrance. She then looked on the bottom of the bottle and with a bit of a gasp, ever so delicately slipped the bottle back onto the glass counter. "It's okay, that's just a tester, you don't have to worry about spilling it or anything," the woman said to her, tossing her head a bit as a dark curl trickled down over her brow. "I didn't realize it would be so expensive." "You might try the cologne instead of the perfume, it's not as strong, but the fragrance is still fairly strong. It's a lot cheaper too." Stephanie held out her hand as the woman reached to her. She suddenly gasped as the woman touched her, then quickly holding her index finger on the other hand at her nose, as if fighting a sneeze, she whispered, "Oh, sorry, I thought I was going to sneeze there." "See, sometimes the perfume is a bit overpowering. Let's see how this is for you," she said, turning Stephanie's hand slightly and spraying a light mist of cologne on her. "Here, what do you think?" "Yes, that's nice, not as... not as..." "...out there?" "Exactly, not as out there. Whatever that means," Stephanie said with a laugh, noticing the woman laughing with her. She also noticed the woman still had a hold of her hand. "How much is the cologne?" Still holding her hand, the woman turned the bottle she was holding in the other hand and showed it to Stephanie. "See, it's much less expensive." Exhaling sharply she replied, "It's not what I'd call cheap either." "Well no, this counter has most of our high end perfumes. There are some less expensive lines at the other two counters." Before thinking Stephanie asked, "Do you cover those counters too?" "No sorry," she said, her hand finally releasing Stephanie's, "they want me to stay at this one." "They want you to attract the men to the more expensive stuff." Smiling a bit, "Well, you'd be surprised how little the men worry about the price of the perfume. Occasionally they'll balk at the perfume, but then they'll by the cologne without a thought of the less expensive fragrances." "I guess I can understand why they want you here." "Funny thing, I'm not really drawn to men anyway." "You're not?" "Surprised?" "Well, it's just that I saw you the other day... in the jewelry store... with a man." "Ah, the man... my husband." "I don't understand." "A bit of convenience to be truthful." "Convenience?" "There was a time... but something just didn't work. I finally told him, I needed something different, I admitted to him where my real desire was." "What did he do?" "By then I think he had figured it out. Our sex life had gone to hell and he had one, if not several mistresses, but he needed to stay married, for appearances." "And you?" "Well, I do get to live in an apartment I couldn't dream of for the salary I get here. We both are discreet and it works out nicely. Oh, excuse me... Ma'am, yes, you can find this one in the box there. I can ring it up here if you like." "Uh, I better get out of your way here..." "I get off at 10, can you come back then, we can go for some coffee or something." "Oh yes, 10 it is... ah," looking at her name tag, "Juliene." "And what is your name?" "I'm Stephanie." "Stephanie," she said with a smile. Stephanie wandered out of the store, glancing back with a quick wave. They didn't go for coffee, instead they went straight to Juliene's place, her husband was away on "business" and wasn't expected to return until late the next day. Stephanie walked with Juliene into the building she had watched the couple enter a few days earlier, amazed at the improbable turn of events. The two women had barely closed the doors before they came together in a torrid embrace, kissing hard. Their clothes seemed to melt off them as they moved together, hands, breasts, nipples, fingers and tongues, all floating and bobbing over soft flesh. In no time they were on the floor with Stephanie on her back, her face pressing to Juliene's pussy as it moved above her. Juliene kneeled over Stephanie, her head buried between her legs, her tongue burrowing into Stephanie's wet cunt. They moved in waves, hips grinding their wet pussies into each other's faces, as each gasped for breath. In moments they came together in a writhing mass of chaos. After coming, they lay there for the longest time, from time to time, touching or kissing each other's beautiful pussy. Finally, Juliene moved over to lay next to Stephanie, face to face. "I want to thank you." "Thank me, for what? I mean, we both did all this." "Well no, there's more than that. I needed someone with me tonight, someone to go home with." "What do you mean? Did your husband..." "No, no, he is truly out of town today. Not alone, but honestly out of town." "So..." "Well, I was just worried about getting home." "Why?" "Well, it's probably in the news by now, but a woman was murdered in our store yesterday." "Oh my God. Where?" "In the dressing room. They think she was raped and then murdered. I thought they caught the guy right away, one of our security guards, but it wasn't him." "And they said she was raped?" "Well, that's what they think, or thought. They think he raped her and then strangled her with her bra. I didn't get a chance to talk to the police today any." The phone rang... "I better get that." "No, no, stay here with me." "But it might be the police..." the phone rang again. "Please stay here, they'll call back I'm sure. If not you can call them, just lay with me a little bit more." "Okay, a few more minutes, but then I'll need to call them." Stephanie moved a bit closer to Juliene, wrapping her legs around her thighs. "Just a bit longer like this." The phone stopped ringing as Stephanie reached over Juliene and grabbed her bra. "Just a bit longer," she whispered.