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BUYING INTIMATE APPAREL

When I discovered that I needed to buy intimate apparel for myself, at first I felt brave about spending money I hadn't planned on, but after what happened... I wish I could go back in time again.

I went to a common clothing store, quite commercial. If you come, I'm not a high-end type or a fashionista, I'm just an ordinary human being. Upon entering, I didn't know where the section I needed was; underwear. The men's department was at the end, almost at the back. Maybe because it's less merchandising since men's clothing is usually sold without much need for display.

When I finally found my purchase objective, I decided to take three items, wrapped in cellophane and with a sample tag, of course, the package always looks impossible. If girls, those photos might be altered, who knows they also apply some merchandising to product presentation. Then without further ado, I selected three different-colored items, to pay. The cash register is at the entrance (to prevent thefts). I arrived and ahead of me was a woman receiving her already wrapped merchandise. There were two middle-aged cashiers, neither too young nor too old, I'd say they were around 35-40 years old, but who knows how to calculate ages I'm quite bad.

-Good afternoon young man, what do you want to pay for?

-I said and put the three underwear items on the counter.

-Did you find everything you were looking for? she asked me in a purely professional tone, the same question she had repeated all day long for who knows how many months or years maybe.

-Si, thank you. I replied.

As it passed through the code reader machine, it made the common beep and on the screen appeared the total, she turned to look at the packages and told me a strange question... I know.

-Do you need this in petite size?

-Yes, well, I've always bought that.

-Is it for you? I must confess it from two little questions before, I felt uncomfortable but I disguised it, in this plain I started to feel hot and with a lot of pain, maybe I blushed. That's quite common for me.

- Yes, they're for me, I said and my voice trembled a bit. I always buy these.

- Look, they're not as big as they look in the picture. If you want, you can open one and take a look.

- No thanks, I'll take them like this. I said anxiously to get out of such a situation, look how a common purchase had become a hassle for me when attended by a man now.

- Do you want to go to the dressing room?

-Eh... but- I said feeling more saddened still. But she seemed not to notice and it seemed like a very common situation.

-Carmelita,-she said to her colleague who was behind us. Stay at the counter, I'll take this young man to the dressing rooms. She took the three bras and looked at me, her colleague smiled and only said Mmmh while looking me up and down and detained her gaze on my crotch. In that precise instant I started to feel an erection forming, in that situation of pain and something unpleasant but I was getting excited and didn't understand why.

- No, it's not necessary- I said timidly. But the saleswoman had already left the counter and made a gesture of authority while saying -come on young man, don't be shy-. To top off the situation she had realized my state of shyness. Or who knows, I was already disoriented. She took the lead and looked down the corridors, occasionally glancing over her shoulder and in one of those moments she said -I chose nice colors, but don't worry, we also have them in larger sizes, let's look for them-. And doubled back between women's intimate clothing and sleepwear.

- Let me see if the dressing room is empty... and opened the door a bit. If you're ready, young man, she said and turned on a light. She made a gesture with her hand and handed me the bras, by the The company can only be measured one at a time, so which one is going to measure first.

-Ehhh well... it's there. I said I was more than clear that I would do everything she told me to do, since from the beginning I didn't know how to stop the situation and now I was stuck in a real mess. So I took one at random and got into the dressing room. It was a small but well-finished room made of material, not some fancy dressing room or anything, just a small room with only a ventilation window on top. When I entered, I saw a stool and sat down there. I didn't know what to do, whether to measure myself or just open the bag and tell the woman that if it was okay, I'd leave this store immediately. I thought about the situation and it didn't make sense at all, the cheeky smile and the comment from the one who responded to the name Carmelita, with the seriousness she had shown when attending me. One seemed to be taking it lightly, like they sometimes joked around with clients, while the other acted according to the company protocol, as if it was necessary for it to be that way, but I'd never experienced anything like this before. In fact, even though I know, the only thing forbidden is trying on underwear in those stores. I was precisely thinking about that when I heard a noise at the door and saw the handle moving.

-Ready young? She asked while sticking her head out, leaving her legs outside and entering with her torso and head.

-Ehhhh...
-Come on, do you need help opening the package? she said and completely entered and searched for something in my pant pocket. Here are my scissors... let me look. She looked in all the bags and said No, they were left at the counter, but she opened it anyway. She went in and closed the door with her foot, looked at me, and put the package between her teeth. Okay, matured by unzipping my pants so it's faster, or do you want to measure yourself on the jean?

I opened the package with my teeth and pulled out the underwear while looking at myself and seeing my pelvis, seemed like If she were measuring at a distance. No, I still believe it's small. She told me and came up to me to put it on my pelvis like so many times I had seen mothers do that with their little ones but of course in those cases they weren't thongs, but pants or shirts. She was measuring me outside a thong. Let's see she said and lifted my shirt, came up to me, pressing her breasts against mine, I felt the touch and took a step back but bumped into the closet wall, she unbuttoned my pants and started lowering the zipper. By then I already had a very noticeable erection, she while lowering the zipper turned around and grabbed my penis inside the jeans .I held on like someone grabbing fruit at the market to see its ripeness, touched my testicles and lowered the jeans, got down and looked at me with her eyes while seeing my erect penis in the thong.

-These aren't girls, young man. She must have made a mistake. And put aside the cellophane from the packaging while saying Look, nothing more while looking at me and touching my penis inside the thong I was wearing. I didn't know what to do, I was feeling miserable and bad, but also excited. It was a pretty rare situation, like when your mother kisses you at 13 in front of your friends. She looked at me and licked her lips. I opened some buttons on her blouse and let her show her breasts between her intimate clothing.

-It must be painful for you to go inside that thong. It's like if I put a smaller bra, later my nipples would hurt, she said and unbuttoned another button leaving almost her breast exposed. Look at them, aren't they tight? They looked generous, of good size. They weren't the biggest breasts I had seen on a real woman but neither were they that small, there was a mole on her left breast quite big but it didn't bother the view.

She started lowering my thong with her finger, while feeling her nail scratching me and started coming out inside with an expression of delight that excited me a lot at the time. I came, yes, just like it sounds. I came, still ejaculating inside the truss, as the black semen began to appear soft and whitish, creating contrast, although the explosion was violent, at least it wasn't splashing, I thought... She looked at that, surprised, and said -Waaao- Are you excited?. -Uh... pe... excuse me, I only managed to say that. -Don't worry, hey, can I? she asked and came closer to my entwined and swollen penis. I didn't know what to answer, I just took a deep breath, I was out of air. She brought her mouth to my penis and began to lick the semen in the truss. I felt her tongue passing, going and coming, marking the texture of the truss. Then she lowered the truss and my penis sprang back, splashing some of the semen that had stuck and sliding on a fine thread, stuck between the lowering truss and the red glans head. She just came closer and moaned Mmmmmh and licked that semen. -Hey kid, even though you've come, do you think you can come again, just for me? -Ehhh no... I didn't... when she got up on her feet and grabbed my penis completely. Don't worry -she said- you'll take a clean truss away, and began to masturbate me. In rhythmic movements. She came close to my lips and gave me a kiss, almost but not quite in the mouth, but a kiss at the end, while she kept masturbating me. She took her hand off my penis and quickly removed her blouse, revealing one breast. The right one, without a mole. -Kiss it- she whispered in a low voice, now her voice was still authoritative but lower and graver as if she didn't want anyone to hear. Go ahead, kiss them... she said and I leaned down to kiss them. I licked the aureola of her nipple first, then gave a kiss and a bite on the breast, sucked it. She kept pulling me down while moaning quietly Ahhhh, ohhhh mmmm. How tasty kisses... kept going She told me. I then searched under her skirt, lifted it and touched her wet panties, squeezed her vulva.

-Come here- she said with that quiet and grave voice. Come here now... can you? I got down and moved the panty to one side and sucked her pussy. I licked several times and she moaned louder. I turned around to look at her and stifled her mouth with my hand. It sounded like Oooohmmm msimm damlleeemm, lammemmle todmmlo. I got up on my feet and lifted her skirt, with the panty moved to one side, I started to approach my penis to her, first putting the head in her vulva, she impatiently took my entire penis with her hand and started to put it in, I put my head in first and she clung to me to finish putting it in, the woman was penetrating herself alone, I licked and kissed her breasts while she caressed her own clitoris.

-Come here... I'm going to come, she said into my ear, oh siiiiii

And she gave some enormous pelvic thrusts at the same time as squeezing her vagina, making my penis feel more pressed and that I was about to come too.

-Give me a cum inside, she said... are you already going to come?

-Ohhh yes, I'm coming, I said... I'm coming. And I felt like exploding twice. I pulled out and licked myself with my hand, she got down and licked me with her tongue. She grabbed the puddle that had been left behind and made it into a wrinkled ball in a pocket of her skirt and said -This one is no good, I'll throw it away. The one you're wearing is courtesy of the house and she started to put on another one of blueish color. Bye.

J.R. 2016

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