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The Break Ch. 01

By: Sorian



It was a bad first quarter. College wasn't what I thought it would be. I went to the big school hoping to make a big impact and to meet a lot of people. Granted I was shy, but I still figured in a university of over 20,000 people I was bound to make some good connections. At first things seemed to go well. I went to a few mixers led by various dorm groups and I had fun. I met some nice guys and went to a few parties. But then I met Carl. 

He was a sophomore working in the Student Union building handing out flyers. He approached me about some event and since he was cute so I took the flyer and managed to convince him that I would only go if he did. Things progressed from there as many freshmen college relationships do: we met, went on some dates, slept together and then he stopped calling. If I was a girl from Laguna Beach or something I would have been fine. But I was from a small town in Northern California and I was looking for love. I was devastated. Thankfully I became friends with Tiffany. 

Tiffany was almost everything I was not. First of all she was from Taiwan. Her parents sent her to go to school in US and she had adjusted very quickly. So she was Asian and she was beautiful. Her long straight black hair was my first envy, followed by her olive skin and thin waste. She had a great figure and a confident out-going personality to finish it off. She always smiled and always seemed surrounded by friends. It was quite surprising then when she was assigned to be my bio lab partner.

I spent the remainder of the quarter explaining my relationship woes to her and she was always a good sport to hear me out. If she wasn't there, I probably would have dropped out of school. As it turned out she needed a place to crash for Christmas vacation and I had space at my place so we were excited to spend the holiday together.

I was nervous when she agreed to stay when I looked at the calendar and realized the break was almost the whole month of December. What were we going to do in my small boring town for 4 weeks? I called home and found out my parents were going on a cruise for their anniversary for the first two weeks of the break. How was I going to entertain her by myself?

We arrived on a Friday night, bleary eyed but caffeinated from the long drive. My parents were there to see us then made their way almost immediately out the door to catch their flight to Florida. Their Panama Canal cruise was leaving the next day. Naturally they loved Tiffany and I was a little embarrassed when I saw my dad check her out when she was carrying her stuff in. I don't think she noticed.

That first night everything started. We were both wired so we decided to stay up late. We were upstairs in my parent's house and decided to watch TV. Rather than marching down to the living room we opted to go to the master bedroom where we could lay on the bed and hopefully be lulled to sleep by cable TV. I unpacked my things and told Tiffany to go ahead while I changed to my pajamas. 

I put on my white tank top and shorts then looked in the mirror. What was wrong with me? My hair was almost shoulder length with a little curl. I had dyed it almost black with a hint of red for fun (naturally it was Tiffany's idea) and I had always been told my blue eyes were pretty. I turned to the side and looked at myself. I wasn't fat—just a size 4 and I always liked my boobs. They were still perky and when I was in high school I knew how to use them to get attention. I looked at my legs and butt. I spent so much time in the gym, I felt good about the way they looked and I knew that my high school boyfriend always loved my butt. But why not Carl? What an ass.

I walked up the hall to the master bedroom and saw Tiffany on the bed. Things came into perspective. Her hair was tied to a side pony tail (apparently the thing in Taiwan) and though she had washed all her make up off, her skin was gorgeous. She wore a green spaghetti-strap tank top and some fun plaid shorts. She lay on her stomach and I could see her cleavage. Her tanned legs were bent behind her punctuating her round butt. She looked up at me and smiled. I was pretty, sure...but she was exotic. That was what college guys wanted.

I walked in and slid next to her. "What are you watching?"

"Not much on," she said. "But I have to show you this...first channel that was on when I turned the TV on."

She flipped a few channels down and at first I didn't know what was happening. Then I saw a girl's boobs and a close up of her sucking a guy's dick. "Oh gross!" I said. "Porn?"

Tiffany laughed. "I wonder if your parents were watching this before we got here."

"Gross...of course not...it is probably just because it is late or something." I frowned as I watched it. I had seen porn before with my brother when I was in high school, so this wasn't shocking to me. But I was surprised my parents had the channel. "Can we watch something else?"

"Haha, sure," Tiffany said. The scene flipped to the large fake boobed girl climbing onto the guy's dick. "This is so silly though...like how would she have sex with him?"

I looked at it and continued to frown. I thought of Carl and I wondered if people thought he was stupid for sleeping with me. "Especially like that." I muttered trying to lighten my own mood. The girl sat facing the screen while she bounced on the guy's big cock. 

"Haha, totally. I wonder how many takes they had to try before they could get it right." Tiffany said laughing. "You have to admit, she has great boobs."

I looked at them bouncing on the screen. "Yeah, I should be so lucky." 

Tiffany looked at me and frowned. She changed the channel to some late show and said, "What do you mean? Kristen you have a great body. I am seriously jealous of your boobs. They are huge compared to mine."

I smiled at the compliment. I was fishing for it, but it still felt nice. We watched the unfunny show for a few minutes quietly. 

"I wonder what position they are in now." Tiffany said.

"What? Who?" I asked slightly confused.

"The porno," Tiffany replied. 

I laughed. Why not watch porn? I was depressed and there was nothing else on. "We can watch it if you want."

Tiffany flipped the channel again. "I don't know why, I am just curious." The camera was focused on penetration. It was my least favorite thing about porn. I mean who cares what it looks like from close up right? The camera pulled back and to show them switching to doggie style. "Ok first of all...yeah right. Like they started how long ago? I am lucky if a guy lasts two minutes; let alone switching to a different position."

"I know right?" I said with a laugh. The girl's face was intense and she started saying profanity and moaning. "Definitely not a real one."

"No...definitely not." Tifany said. 

We watched the porn for another twenty minutes before turning it off and heading to bed. We decided to just sleep on the master bed together, since we were already under the covers and comfortable. I turned the light off and curled up on my side. My head was filled with images of porn, but it was better than thoughts of Carl. He was such an ass.

We lay quiet for sometime and my mind drifted to school and the upcoming quarter. My class load wasn't going to be too bad. The problem was meeting new people that didn't know Carl. Everyone I knew was friends with him and only Tiffany was cool enough not to talk about him incessantly unless I wanted to. The best thing to do was to just try not to think about him. But how?

"Have you ever had a real one?" Tiffany said from her side of the bed in the dark.

"What?" I asked, my train of thought broken.

"You know...a real one." She replied.

"An orgasm?" I asked a little confused.

She was quiet for a second then answered, "Yeah."

I thought about it. I had only slept with two guys. Carl being the last and our few adventures in the bedroom were typical: he groping, groaning, finishing and sleeping. "Um...I don't know."

I heard Tiffany shift in the bed. "I think you would know."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well...I know I have. Like I wasn't sure for a long time. You know I have been with a few guys, and sometimes it was nice you know? But not like mind blowing. But I had one this quarter. I think it was my first real one."

"Wait you had sex this quarter?" I responded. "With who?" I was a little jealous. Tiffany had always been very single and not interested in the boys that went after her.

"No...you know I haven't," She answered.

"Then how?"

She was quiet for a long time. I wondered if she had gone to sleep so I closed my eyes and tried to do the same. "I wouldn't have thought of it if we hadn't have watched the porno." She said out of the dark. 

I was curious. "So what happened?"

Tiffany shifted. "I masturbated."

I didn't know what to say. Thank goodness we were in the dark or she would have seen my blushing face. I remained quiet.

"Have you ever...you know?"

"Um...no." I said too quickly. We were quiet for a while and I thought about it. If I was honest with myself (which I would like to think that I was) I didn't exactly know how. 

Tiffany was quiet. I heard her roll over and shift around. After a few minutes she sighed, "I am just so horny right now. That porno got my mind on sex I guess. Sorry...probably more than you wanted to know."

"No that's ok," I replied. I had sex on my mind as well. I felt an inkling of curiosity so I asked, "So...how do you...um...do it?"

Tiffany rolled over. "So you don't know how?"

"No, I guess I don't."

Tiffany shifted around somewhere on her side. "Um ok...so take your hand and...well like just a finger and do some touching...down there..."

I slid my hand down my shorts to my pussy. I had shaved that morning in the shower so I was very neatly trimmed. I touched my lips gently and I felt a tingle. "Like...inside?" I asked quietly. 

She sighed softly and shifted again. "No...you need to look for...you know...your clit."

I knew where my clit was, I had seen it before so I pushed against the skin softly. I felt a pang of pleasure. Now I knew this was the big spot for girls. But I assumed that whatever guy I was with would give it the attention it needed when the time was right. As I touched it now I knew that it had never been given the attention it needed. Not ever and not like this. I took a deep breath as I rubbed it in a circle. "Um...that is nice." I said and swallowed.

"Yeah..." Tiffany said. I could hear her breathing heavier next to me. "It gets better when you start to get wet."

I had already noticed that as I rubbed it and felt myself start to open up. I took a deep breath and rolled to my back and spread my legs. There was a warm sensation spreading slowly over my body.

"I..." Tiffany said with a heavy breath. "I like to touch my boobs too...they get really...sensitive." I heard her breathing faster and I imagined her hand over her crotch and the other over one of her perfect breasts.

I slid my hand up under my shirt and found my boobs perky and my nipples hard. I rubbed my left nipple and it tingled like crazy. I kept rubbing my clit and I rubbed my breast in a circle. But it wasn't right, so I focused on the nipple and I found it felt the best to pinch it. "Yeah..." I let out a deep gasp. My body felt hot and between my legs was extremely wet. "Ok...so what now?"

I heard Tiffany breathing heavily. "Oo...ok. Um...think about something hot. Like sex with someone hot...whatever you think is sexy."

The first thing I thought of was Carl and I frowned. I wasn't feeling sexy so I pushed that one out. I mean what do I know? My love making experience was limited and I was finding now...completely lame. I felt Tiffany's arm brush against mine—just barely. So slight that the skin on my arm tickled from the touch. I thought of her laying next to me with her eyes closed.

I thought of her rubbing her boob and pinching her nipples just like me. I thought of her touching herself and moving her hand over her pussy. Gently at first, but as she got wet, I thought of her touching her clit. I heard her breathing heavily beside me and she gave out a soft moan.

I rolled to my side and began to rub myself harder. My body burned and my boobs tingled as I pulled on my nipples. "Mm..." I said in Tiffany's direction. I slid a finger in my pussy and I pictured her doing the same: laying on her side looking at me.

"Oh..." her voice surprised me and I felt her breath hot on my face. Her mouth was just inches from my face.

I licked my lips and kept rubbing. My pussy was soaked and I pushed another finger in myself and I moved around to get good pressure. I thought of her doing the same. My nipples were burning so I pulled my shirt up, licked my fingers then pinched one and let out a moan. I felt something building in my pussy...a warmth and I started to tense up.

I heard and felt Tiffany breathing faster. "Oh shit...Kristen I am going to cum." She almost breathed the words on me.

"Oh yes..." I said in a whisper. My pussy felt so open and tingling. My boobs were burning and I licked my hand and pinched my nipple again. Suddenly warmth overtook me and I felt my crotch and hips shake. "Oh my..." I said as the muscles in my body shifted and I was overcome with pleasure. I grabbed my swollen boob tightly and pushed my fingers into my pussy with pressure. In and out, in and out. "Oh..."

"Shit..." Tiffany said in a deep groan and I suddenly felt her forehead pressed against mine. It was hot and sweaty. "Mmm..." 

Her skin burned and I felt my hips naturally gyrate with my fingers. I groaned and moaned as I felt pressure from her head and her mouth only an inch or two from mine. I could taste her breath and smell her skin. I kept my head there against hers and then it was over. We lay like that until I drifted to sleep. My hand was still on my wet pussy and my shirt was pressed over my exposed chest. 

The Break Ch. 02



I woke up first that morning. I was a little groggy and confused until I rolled over and looked at Tiffany. She lay on her back with her hair flopped out behind her. Her shirt was crumpled and I could see one of her brown nipples exposed from her shirt being pulled up. I looked at her for a second and thought about the night before. She was so beautiful and I was so lucky to have her as a friend. I smiled and looked down at myself and I realized my boobs were showing too. I pulled my shirt down quickly and got out of bed.

The morning passed quickly. We had some breakfast, enjoyed some good coffee then went out to the town. I gave Tiffany the tour—which took way more time than it usually did. Tiffany loved to go into every shop and look at the most random things. Naturally most people loved to talk with her and I figured most of them had never seen a real Asian before (except on TV) and she was really beautiful. We had lunch and then came back home to hangout. It was cold out so we bundled up and read for a while.

That night after dinner we went back upstairs to watch a movie in my parents' room. It was a good girly movie and I realized that I hadn't thought of Carl the whole day. In fact my mind was occupied by something else altogether. I thought about the night before with Tiffany. I caught myself looking at her periodically wondering if she thought about it too. I noticed when we watched the movie that she took her bra off and I could just make out the tips of her nipples against her tight white shirt. As the movie came to a close I realized it was only 10 pm, but I wanted to turn the lights off. Maybe then in the dark we could talk about it. 

Tiffany beat me to it though.

"Wanna see what's on the porn channel?" She asked with a laugh almost as soon as the credits were rolling.

My heart skipped a beat. "Um...sure." I said pushing myself up against the head board. 

Tiffany flipped through the channels until she found it. The screen was filled with penetration and load moaning.

"Yeah, definitely a faker," Tiffany said with a smile.

The screen pulled back to show a blond bucking her hips against a very unattractive man with a huge penis. He grabbed her butt and grunted while she rode him. I giggled.

"Haha, so is it a requirement to be ugly if you are a guy in a porn?" I asked.

"I am guessing it is the size that counts and not the face," she replied.

The scene ended with the girl on her knees and the guy cumming on her face while the guy grunted like an animal. 

"Ew," Tiffany said laughing.

We turned it off then I got up to go to my room to bed.

"Wait," Tiffany said, she was curled up in the big fluffy comforter. "It is so comfy here we should just sleep here again."

My heart skipped a beat. I had been wondering if I could bring up sleeping in the same room with her somehow all night. "Good idea," I replied.

I turned off the lights and slid into bed next to her. She rolled around a bit and then was quiet. I lay still. My mind was racing. My skin felt hot and my crotch was already feeling damp with excitement. But what do I say?

"Um...that porn made me a bit horny," I muttered. It was a lie. The porn was sort of boring, but it was a good way to shift the conversation.

Tiffany shifted next to me. "Yeah...me too." He voice was very close and I knew she was facing me. "I have sort of been thinking about it all day. Does that mean I am a guy?" She said with a giggle.

I laughed. "I have too and I am pretty sure I am not a guy."

Tiffany took a deep breath. "I am like already wet." Her voice was quiet.

"Me too," I said. I slid my hand over my wet pussy and started to rub my clit. "Mm...yeah already wet."

I heard Tiffany moan slightly. "Mm...what are you thinking about?" She asked suddenly.

My mind froze. Do I say Carl? No she would know it was a lie or think I was pathetic. Best be honest. "I was wondering how you...do it. Like compared to me."

"Here," Tiffany said and I felt her warm hand on my arm. She pulled at it until she held my hand at the wrist. Then she pressed it against her stomach and started to slide it down.

I rolled closer to her and took a deep breath. Her soft skin grazed my hand and then I felt the prick of short or shaved pubic hair. Suddenly my fingers grazed her wet spot. My heart pounded and my mouth went dry. "Um," I swallowed hard. "You are really wet."

"Mm," Tiffany said. "Can you feel my clit?" She asked. She pressed my fingers against the small flesh.

"Yeah," I said in a whisper.

"I do it like this," she muttered back. She began to push my fingers over her clit in a back and forth motion. My wrist slammed against her panties and shorts, so I twisted as best as I could. She moved closer to me and I felt her leg pressed against mine. My hand was damp from her and she began to breathe faster. "I like it like this...and then in a circle.

I moved my fingers on their own. My wrist was cramping, but I didn't care. "Like this?" I asked rubbing it in a small circle with my fore finger and middle finger together.

"Mm," Tiffany said. She opened her legs more. "Hang on," she said grabbing my wrist and pulling my hand out of her shorts. She moved around a lot and then I felt the flesh of her leg against mine. She took my hand and moved it over her naked skin. She had taken her shorts off.

I rolled to my side and rubbed her wet pussy with my whole hand. My middle finger focused on her clit and she grabbed my arm and held it in place with her hands. I felt her moving her hips to my touch so I pushed harder. I shifted my finger to her pussy and pushed it inside. My thumb slid over her lcit.

"Mm...yes," Tiffany said still holding my arm.

I pushed my finger as far in as it would go. My heart was racing and I moved closer to her until my leg was over hers. I worked my finger in her pussy and did my best to keep on her clit with my thumb.

"Oh!" she said a bit louder. She moved a hand from my arm and grabbed my leg that was over hers. Her skin was so warm against mine. She let go of my arm with other hand and soon she found my free arm and moved it under her shirt. Her skin was burning hot and soon my fingers found her hard nipple. I rubbed it and rubbed her pussy at the same time. She moaned and breathed so loudly. I felt her breath on my skin. My own pussy was soaking.

"Like this?" I asked in a whisper as I pinched her nipple.

"Ah!" She responded. "Again...oh shit I am gonna cum."

I pinched her nipple again and kept fingering her. Suddenly I felt her pussy seem to open and her body shook. She moaned loudly and moved her hips in a circle again and again. "Oh my...mm..." She said loudly.

I felt her clit get very hard so I stopped not wanting to hurt her. She took a deep breath. I kept my hand on her nipple and gripped her breast. She clutched my hand over her pussy and held it. 

She took another breath then reached over and I felt her hand on my waist band. Her fingers slid under it and I moved my hands from her body and pulled my shorts and underwear off in one move. She put a hand on my thigh and I lay on my back. She pushed her hand up slowly until she found my soaking pussy.

"You are really wet," she said in a whisper. 

"Yes," I said as she found my clit with her fingers.

She began to rub it gently and I found I opened my legs wider for her to touch me with her whole hand. She lay pressed against me, her warm skin against mine and her leg wrapped over mine with her hand on my pussy. Soon she pushed her finger into me and I moaned at the sensation. Her skin felt so hot and I began to sweat. My hips moved with her touch and each press against my clit sent shivers up my body. I grabbed her hand with both of mine and pushed it against me.

She slid her other hand up my shirt and grabbed my boob. I gasped at her hot hands and squirmed closer as she cupped my breast and then began to pull the nipple. "Oh..." I said loudly.

My body was burning and I moved my hips like crazy. Her breath went over my skin and I heard her saying things in Chinese. I felt my pussy getting so wet and she had two fingers inside of me. Suddenly a wash of warmth came over me and I started to buck my hips against her hand. "I...I am cumming...oh...oh..." I said it over and over again as she gripped my breast and fingered me.

I shook with sweat and shivered with pleasure. I took a deep breath and held her hand against my pussy. I opened my eyes in the dark not realizing they had been closed this whole time. What the hell just happened? I felt a tinge of panic. What would we say to each other tomorrow? 

After a few minutes she moved her hand away and began to breathe steadily. Her face was pressed against my shoulder and I could feel her damp warm breath over my skin.



The Break Ch. 03



I woke up and Tiffany was in the shower. My head was a little hazy, that was until I looked under the blanket and saw I was naked. What happened? Do we talk about it? I quickly found my underwear and got dressed. My head was spinning so I went downstairs to make some coffee. By the time I was on my second cup Tiffany was down for breakfast and she acted exactly how I was hoping she would: like nothing happened.

It was a nice day so we decided to take a drive out of my small town to the city to shop. Tiffany explained to me in the car that my fashion sense was very "high school".

"It's not that I am saying you are a bad dresser," she explained. "It's just that we are in college now...like in Taiwan, the style is very cute—especially in high school, all the college girls sort of move to a cute sexy." 

I smiled. That absolutely described her. She wore a tight top with a fun small jacket. She also had a skirt just above the knee with some knee high socks and cute red shoes. She looked young, but with just a tinge of sexy mixed in. 

"I really like your clothes," I commented.

"Thanks," she replied. "Fashion here is seriously like 5 years behind. At school everyone thought I was trying to dress like a school girl or something. That is really just the style where I come from."

I thought about the school girl thing. I knew my brother had a thing for it, but I didn't really see it. I mean Tiffany looked really cute, but not young and grade schoolish. "Well I think its fun and I think I need your help."

We drove the next hour singing with the radio and talking about boys. I managed not to mention Carl and I realized that I hadn't thought of him at all this morning. Not until that moment at least. I looked over at Tiffany as she bobbed her head and looked out the window. I couldn't believe the night before we were naked together. My heart sped up a bit and I focused back on the road. I mean...was I a lesbian? Of course not. I definitely liked boys. I supposed I was behind the curve for sexual exploration, but I always felt like that was a good thing. I decided it didn't matter. I didn't have to figure myself out. Whatever happened last night probably wasn't going to happen again and if it did then, well, I would just try not to think about it.

We went to the mall and spent the morning looking on the sales racks and trying to mix and match what we could on my meager budget. 

"Ok, this one is really cute," Tiffany said holding up a rather small halter top.

"Um, that is a little more sexy than cute and I don't think I have the boobs for something like that," I said dismissively. 

"Haha, first of all, you wear something over this—layers dear...secondly, you have great boobs and that's what made me think of it," She walked over to me and placed the shirt on the rack against my chest. "Trust me...I would know." She said with a wink.

My face grew red. She did have a hand on my breast last night. "Give me that," I said snatching it from her.

I took it into the dressing room and fumbling out of my top. I realized my hands were slightly shaking and my heart was pounding. What the hell was happening? I brushed my fingers over the lace of my bra. I thought of her touching me and I took a deep breath. I was starting to feel a little wet. Ok focus. I put the top on and frowned. 

"How does it look?" Tiffany said from the other side of the door.

"Um, I am not sure yet. It fits, but I need to take my bra off so it will be a second," I answered.

"Do...um...do you need any help?" Tiffany asked in a slightly different tone.

I swallowed hard as I pulled the top off. "Um...sure," I replied.

I opened the door a crack and she slid into the dressing room with me. She looked at my bra and bit her lip hiding a smile. I turned to grab the shirt to show her and she put her hand on my shoulder. I felt my skin tingle and I grew tense. I held the clothes hanger in one hand and turned back to her. She looked at me with a slight smile and her other hand went to my cheek. 

I didn't move. I looked right into her eyes and I felt my stomach fill with butterflies and my lower half was tingling. She slid her other hand from my shoulder to my cheek and she leaned in slowly until our lips almost touched. I could smell her minty breath and I sucked air in my lungs carefully. I licked my lower lip.

She looked down to my lips and moved closer still. Her hands were warm on my cheeks and then I felt the damp of her lips brushing mine and then pressing against mine. I opened my mouth slightly and tasted her minty breath and then her soft, warm tongue. Our touch turned into a kiss as our lips locked and our tongues met further. I opened my mouth more and her tongue slid into my mouth gently. She rubbed her tongue over mine and against the inside of my mouth. I felt my breasts and body tingle.

I dropped the clothes hanger and put my arms around her waste as we kissed slowly and gently. I turned my head slightly and her tongue went in further as she opened her mouth wider. She pulled her tongue back after a moment and I slid mine into her mouth. She sucked it softly and the pull on my tongue drove tingles up and down my spine and legs. She pushed my hair back over my ears and continued to suck my tongue. Her sweet breath blew against me.

I slid my hands up her and down her back noting my fingers brushing against her hot skin as her shirt slid up at the waste from my touch. I focused my fingers on the small of her back and she started to moan softly. Her breath sped up quickly and she began to kiss me more intensely. I continued to let her suck my tongue as I slid my whole hands under her shirt and gently touched her hot skin.

We kissed deeply and more intensely as I became more liberal in touching her back and her sides. She took one hand down and grabbed mine then pushed it down the front of her skirt. I pushed down under her soft cotton underwear until I felt the rough of her pubic hair and then the moist lips of her pussy. I moved my finger around until I found her clit and began to press it in quick flicks with my index finger. 

My tongue slid out of her mouth and she hugged me tightly breathing heavily in my ear and moving her hips. I continued to work my finger against her body as she grew wetter and wetter. I slid my other hand down over her skirt and grabbed her butt cheek so I could have better leverage. She sucked in air and murmured in my ear, "Mmm...that's nice."

I gripped her round butt cheek tightly and continued to rub her now soaking crotch. She worked her hips in a circle in rhythm with my hands. She clutched me tightly as she lifted one leg up and put her foot on the bench. She started to suck on my earlobe and I rubbed her faster.

"Mm...like that...just like that," she breathed into my ear.

I rubbed her in a circle as fast as I could. My fingers slipped in and out of her wet body as she bucked her hips. She let out a soft squeal and several hard fast breaths of air as she came. "Ah! I am cumming," she whispered over and over again. My wrist burned from rubbing her so furiously, but I kept at it as long as I could.

I continued my touch until she held onto me and stopped moving. After a moment she pulled her face back and pressed her forehead against mine. We were both breathing heavily and smiling. After several deep breaths I said, "So...what do you think of the top?"

She smiled and looked down at my bra. "Well we need to see it on you with out this."

She wrapped her arms around me and expertly unsnapped my bra. It fell off over my arms. My boobs were perked with goose bumps and my nipples jutted out. It would take Carl five minutes to get it off me. I guess you have to own one. I looked up at Tiffany and took a deep breath. "We have been in here a while...maybe someone will..."

She pressed her mouth against mine and pushed her tongue in my mouth. We kissed furiously as her hands slid up and down the front of my body. She grabbed both my breasts firmly as I sucked her tongue. She pulled her face back and looked at my mouth lustfully, "Someone might wonder...but I need you to cum first ok?"

I took a deep breath and nodded. I grabbed her wrist and pushed her hand down my pants until I felt her fingers over my soaking pussy. I groaned as she found my bulging clit and started to work on it. I clutched her body as she continued to rub my breast and my clit at the same time. I swallowed heavily and my body was tingling. I had never felt this sexy before and never so ready to orgasm so easily. I lifted my leg and pressed against her as she rubbed me faster.

"Cum for me...come on...cum for me," she whispered in my ear.

I bucked my hips against her hand and dug my nails into her back. She forced her hand off of my breast as our bodies clutched together. Her free hand slid over my butt and I gasped as she grabbed it. She forced my butt to move with my hips and her hand and I almost cried out. 

"Oh sh..."

She pressed her tongue in my mouth and I felt my body shiver and start to shake as an orgasm over took me. I bucked my hips faster and faster breathing into her mouth then pulling my face away and gasping for air. I clenched my teeth and held her until my hips hurt. We were both breathing heavily for a moment. 

I looked into her eyes and widened them as I smiled. "I think I will get the shirt."

She giggled and after a few moments of fumbling with her clothes she slid out of the dressing room. I sat down on the bench after she was gone. My stomach was still fluttering and my heart was pounding. I fiddled with my bar and managed to get it on again. I looked at myself in the mirror and fixed my hair. I was done shopping. I thought about Tiffany waiting out there for me. I couldn't wait to go back home.