The Horns' Beginning - Part 7

The days passed and Juanchi's presence had disappeared from Julian and Lucia's relationship. Their connection had evolved, taking them to a level of intimacy and trust never before explored. Sex between them was getting better, more intense, more passionate. The complicity between both grew, and when they went out together, Julian loved seeing how Lucia dressed provocatively to attract the gazes of other men.

Both enjoyed the game. They knew that for many, Lucia was a calienta pijas with a boyfriend, while Julian was seen as a cuck who let himself be led. But that external perception only united them more, giving them a kind of secret power over others.

One Saturday at noon, Julian looked at her from the armchair with a perverted smile, the kind of look that made Lucia know he was plotting something.

What's going on? Lucia asked, laughing complicitly. What are you plotting, hdp? What's going through your dirty mind?

Julian looked at her, his tone full of mischief as he explained his idea.

Imagine this... We go to the shopping mall, enter Adidas. You know that the salesmen are always paying attention, especially when they see a woman like you. I'll tell them we're looking for pants for you, well-fitting ones. You choose the one you like best, but grab a smaller size. You go to the fitting room, and I'll make a fool of myself and go look at shoes.

Lucia looked at him, intrigued by what was coming.

Go on... she said, her interest clearly piqued.

Of course, the leggings won't fit you... so you call the salesman. He comes over and, when he looks in, you're with the leggings half-way up, showing the thong. With your best 'hot girl' face, you tell him: 'Sorry, but my boyfriend is far away... can you bring me another size?' And when he comes back, you receive him only in a thong and flirt with him. You ask if he likes what he sees and, as a thank-you, you tell him he earned it for helping you while your boyfriend left you alone... resonated in the room, clearly turned on by the idea.

—Do you seriously want me to do that? —she said, laughing—. Do you seriously want me to humiliate you like this? I'll do it, but you'll buy the leggings for me and pay in front of him, like a good cuck boyfriend.

Julián smiled, excited by the idea.

—Of course, whatever you want.

The plan was underway. They got into the car and, as they drove to the shopping mall, the sexual tension between them grew. Lucia moved her legs on the passenger seat, letting her skirt rise up, knowing exactly what she was doing. Julián, with a mix of nerves and excitement, couldn't help but look at her, his mind filled with the fantasy they were about to make real.

—Are you ready? —Lucia asked, sliding her hand over his thigh.

—I'm more than ready —Julián replied, although his tone gave him away.

Lucia smiled, enjoying the control she had over him. She knew that this game drove him crazy.

They arrived at the shopping mall and walked to the Adidas store, holding hands. Just as they had planned, a young, tall, and attractive salesman approached them quickly.

—Can I help you with something? —he asked with a friendly smile, but his gaze clearly fixed on Lucia.

—Yes, we're looking for tights for her —Julián replied naturally.

Lucia chose a black legging that was too small for her, but she knew exactly what she was doing. Julián excused himself, saying he was going to look at shoes, leaving her alone in the store. She smiled to herself, knowing that the game had just begun.

She entered the fitting room and, as expected, the leggings didn't fit. She left them half-way up, revealing her white lace thong. With a mischievous smile, she called out to the salesman.

—Can you come here for a second? —she said from the fitting room.

The salesman rushed over and, when he peeked in, his eyes widened at the sight of Lucia in that position. The leggings half-way up, her thong perfectly visible, and a wicked smile Seductive on her face. —This size doesn't fit me... —said Lucia, biting her lip—. Could you bring me a larger one? My boyfriend left me alone... The salesman, surprised but clearly excited, nodded and went to look for another legging. While waiting, Lucia looked at herself in the mirror, enjoying the situation. She felt desired, powerful, completely in control. The salesman returned with another legging, and when he opened the curtain to hand it over, Lucia was no longer wearing the legging. She was only in thong and bra. —Thanks... —she said, approaching slowly—. Do you like how I look? —She whispered in his ear—. You earned it by helping me... The salesman was left speechless, completely trapped by the situation. Lucia gave him a mischievous smile before putting on the new legging, enjoying the excited discomfort of the boy. When she found Julian at the checkout, he looked at her with a complicit smile, knowing exactly what had happened. He paid for the tights in front of the salesman, feeling the heat of the situation growing between them. On the way back home, the atmosphere in the car was charged with sexual tension. As soon as they closed the door to their apartment, Lucia pushed him against the wall, her lips searching for his with desperation. —You were so hot watching it all, weren't you? —she whispered in his ear, while her hand ran over his chest—. Did you imagine what happened in the dressing room? Julian nodded, his eyes full of desire. —I'll tell you... —said Lucia, her voice soft but provocative—. I called him and when he looked up, almost fell off his jaw. He saw me with the legging half on, the thong well marked... I loved how he was looking at me. When I asked for another size, he ran to get it, but when he came back, I wasn't wearing the legging anymore. Only the thong... and I asked him if he liked what he saw. Julian looked at her, completely lost in the image she was painting. —And then what happened? —he asked, almost out of breath. —The dude didn't know what to say... —ripped Lucia—. But I was so excited that you could almost hear my breathing. I loved knowing it was there, all nervous. It was fun to see him so disoriented… but you—said, pushing him towards the bed—. You're the one who's going to screw me now.

They kissed with force, their bodies crashing as they fell onto the bed. The sex was intense, hotter than ever. Julian penetrated her with force, releasing all the tension he had accumulated since shopping. Lucia moaned with force, her words full of lust while remembering what had happened.

—Yes, screw me, cuck... give me more... —gasp, lost in pleasure—. I love it when you get so hot knowing others are looking at me like that.

The mix of their fantasies took them to the climax quickly. Both ended up at the same time, their exhausted but satisfied bodies, the echo of what had happened at the shopping still vibrating in the air.

Finally, they remained embracing on the bed, smiling, knowing they had shared another unforgettable moment.