Milly Makes a Deal Pt. 03

God! I was horny as fuck. It was Tuesday, and I couldn't wait to whore it up in Greg's office again. My pussy needed a cock badly, so when Greg messaged me that he was too busy with work to meet up for a hot and dirty debt collection, I was left frustrated and annoyed.

I sat in Ms. Lee's math class looking for a plan B, wondering if any of these high school boys were any good in the sack. I heard gossip that Kyle Newman had a nice dick and knew how to use it. I also heard good things about Peter Tran. The rest weren't worth mentioning.

A fuck buddy my age would be convenient. I really needed more options other than Greg to feed my lust, and getting caught fucking a teenager was much better than being caught with one of my dad's friends. It was something I had to seriously consider, or else my sexual hunger was going to get me in trouble.

I guess I'll try my best to control my urges for now. I decided to go shopping after school to keep my mind off sex. Bree was busy, which was a shame, but oh well. I needed to go anyway.

Shopping is a lot more fun when you have money to spend. Most girls will tell you that, and thanks to my starring role in Greg's naughty film last week, I had a thousand bucks to splurge on a new dress for a black-tie event this Saturday.

Bree's boyfriend Nolan is a footballer. He's very talented and will most likely get drafted to the AFL. His league's annual awards night is this Saturday, and Nolan's teammate Callum needs a date. The girl he was supposed to go with canceled on him for whatever reason. Of course, Bree suggested I go as his date. It sounded fun, so I agreed.

All I needed was a hot dress, and I had plenty to choose from as I scoured the racks of a dress boutique for something that would turn heads. It's not like I wanted all eyes on me, but I would definitely like at least a few hunky footballers' attention, just in case I got bored with Callum. I wouldn't date a footballer, but I wasn't opposed to having some fun.

A few dresses caught my eye until I found a mermaid-style dress with a halter neckline that captured my heart. The plunging neckline was a little risque. I didn't mind showing off my girls, and I'm sure Callum and his teammates wouldn't mind either, but their girlfriends might. That evil thought made me want it even more.

I checked the price tag. Three hundred bucks, a little pricey for me usually, but with Greg's money burning a hole in my pocket, I might as well indulge a little.

I headed to the back of the store to try it on and noticed a middle-aged man sitting on one of the waiting chairs outside the changing rooms. He was on his phone, looking bored and frustrated. His wife or life partner most likely dragged him shopping, unwillingly.

He peeked up from his phone when I got closer. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He wasn't all that handsome, face-wise, but he was tall, with short dark hair and a light beard. He looked a little out of shape as well, dressed simply in black business pants and a white long-sleeved dress shirt. He kind of reminded me of Greg, just with hair.

I probably should have kept on walking, but his eyes scanning my body made me stop and turn. Plus, I was really horny and needed a little thrill.

" Sorry to bother you, but could you tell me the time?" I asked sweetly.

" It's just past two," he replied.

"You look like you're having a lot of fun," I pointed out with a grin.

He seemed surprised that a young, teenage girl would stop to talk to him. I giggled while watching as he adjusted his posture and debated what to say.

" Shopping with the wife is always fun," he replied sarcastically.

I giggled. " Ahhh. That's sweet of you, though. She's a lucky lady," I beamed.

" Tell her that," he sighed.

I flung my hair back and flirtatiously smiled. His eyes went straight to my green tank top to steal a glance at my pushed-up tits. He looked away when I gave a wry grin. He knew I caught him admiring my double Ds, and immediately showed his guilt.

"What do you think of this one, honey?" said a raven-haired woman after bursting out from behind a curtain.

I guess that was his wife. She had a dark complexion and carried a few extra pounds. The modest black cocktail dress she wore looked way too tight for her curvaceous frame. It wasn't flattering at all.

She saw me standing by her husband. I could tell she was thinking, " Who was this young blonde bimbo in a tight green top and short white mini shirt talking to my man."

I turned toward the older woman, giving her husband the opportunity to admire my ass if he chose. His eyes were at the perfect level to enjoy my round rear from the chair. I assumed he couldn't help himself by the way she flared her eyes at him. She wanted to hiss at him for perving at a high school girl.

I knew he would look. My skirt was stretched tightly around my tushy. I wore a tiny, white G-string underneath, so the thin fabric of my skirt molded to my naked cheeks. The woman looked annoyed, but she did her best not to make a scene as I smiled innocently.

" I was just asking for the time. Thank you, Sir," I said to the man over my shoulder. " You look great in that dress, by the way. It really suits you," I lied to the woman while walking past her toward a changing room.

She ignored me and scurried over to her husband. I could hear angry whispering behind me between the married couple. I felt a little bad for teasing the hubby, but not enough to stop me from enjoying the moment.

After closing the changing room curtain, I removed my outer clothes while hearing more rumblings from the angry woman. She was in one of those moods and looking for anything to complain about. A real Karen, it seemed like. She kept mumbling out her grievances before heading back into her changing room.

" Fuck, fuck! Ugh! Arhh!" I heard from across the aisle. Her groaning was getting annoying. She finally huffed loudly before I heard her curtain snap back. " Where did that sales girl go? Ugh... Can you come over here and help me with this zipper, Tom?" she sighed in frustration.

I poked my head out from my room. " I can help you if you want?" I kindly offered.

"It's okay. I won't bother you. He's here now anyway," she said, gesturing to her husband walking over.

I turned my head and smiled at him. The curtain hid my underwear-clad body, but the man still acted embarrassed. He might have assumed I was naked behind it. I was tempted to draw the curtain open a little to tease him, but that was a terrible idea with his wife staring daggers at me.

" No worries. I'll mind my own business," I giggled.

I kept giggling as I heard the two struggling to unzip her dress while I put mine on. She was acting like such a bitch. I felt so bad for the guy as she moaned at him constantly. Finally, with a loud groan coming from the man, the zipper gave way. She huffed and stormed back into the changing room without so much as a thank you.

" Just stay there. I'm going to need your help again," She ordered from behind the curtain.

Being the sweet girl I am, I decided to give the stranger a pick-me-up. I'm sure he needed it after his wife's complaining. Plus, I actually needed help with my zipper. It worked in my favor that he was ordered to wait outside between our two cubicles. Both our favours, in fact.

I parted the curtain, which drew his attention from his wife's changing room to mine. I pretended to be surprised as he gulped down the lump in his throat upon laying eyes on me in the sexy black dress. That reaction from a stranger only reaffirmed my decision to purchase the dress. He looked gobsmacked.

" I was going to ask a sales lady to zip me up, but since you're here, do you mind?" I asked very quietly.

The man nodded before answering, " Sure"

I spun around and held up my wavy blonde hair to keep it out of the way while the older gentleman stepped forward with trepidation. He looked back over his shoulder at his wife's closed curtain before reaching out to carefully pull my zipper up just below my bra strap.

" Thank you," I said, swiveling around to tell him with a bright smile.

" No problem. You look beautiful," he whispered.

I beamed again and twirled for his viewing pleasure. The dress felt amazing. The satin fabric caressed my skin perfectly. I looked gorgeous, and this stranger's reaction confirmed it.

Of course, a dress with a plunging neckline wasn't supposed to be worn with a conventional bra. I still had mine on as I looked at myself in the mirror. With the curtain to my changing room still open, I reached back, unclasped my bra, and removed it from under the dress.

" So much better, don't you think?" I asked after turning to face the stranger.

He coughed and nodded in agreement. His eyes wandered down to my open neckline, and I beamed. Feeling a rush of excitement flowing through me, I cheekily pulled the fabric aside and flashed him my right breast. The married man looked shocked as I let him stare at my perky tit.

" This one looks much better. I'm coming out," His wife warned.

The older man raced to turn around while I quickly pulled my curtain shut. I then held my hand over my mouth to stifle my giggles. Being bad felt so good!

I listened again as he struggled with the zipper. " You might need a bigger size," he remarked.

" Just pull it harder," she scolded.

It was quite comical, but as a woman, I could understand not giving up when trying on something tight.

When I heard her going back into the changing room, I opened my curtain again and smirked at Tom. I think that was the name his wife used earlier. He shifted around again to face me. He looked so nervous, and what husband wouldn't be, with their wife a few feet away while they eyed up a sexy teenager.

" Thanks again for helping me. I'm buying the dress," I said, smiling.

Tom returned my smile before I closed my curtain to change out of the dress. I left a small gap for Tom, but it was more for me. I just wanted that dopamine to keep coursing through my veins. It was so addictive.

As I peeled down my dress. The curtain to my changing room opened a few inches further. I saw Tom peeking in, and instead of being alarmed, I swiveled my head and smiled invitingly as he enjoyed the sight of my naked breasts.

God! I wanted him to come in and take me right there. Bend me over and fuck me hard and furious while his wife was trying on dresses a few feet away. He didn't, of course. He just stood there and watched me as I removed the dress.

When I was down to my white thong and nothing else, Tom surprised me by taking out his phone and expressing what he had in mind with his eyes. I knew I shouldn't, but I smiled and nodded my consent. I was so horny that my brain wasn't thinking straight.

" Not my face, please," I whispered after thinking more carefully.

"Of course," he acknowledged.

He held up his phone and took a snap. My pussy instantly gushed when I heard that clicking sound go off. I couldn't believe I was letting a stranger take almost nude pics of me. It was wild.

I gave him a few more sexy poses showcasing my body from the front, the side, and the back. Tom's face brightened with glee with each new pose he captured on his phone. He especially loved it when I squeezed my tits together and bowed my back. I was getting so turned on from the danger of his wife or someone else catching us.

" None of these look good at all!" His wife sighed from across the aisle.

Tom immediately closed my curtain shut and swiveled away while I was in the middle of posing with my hands on the wall and my ass sticking out toward him.

" I'm going to pick out a few more to try on," said his wife.

" Sure, honey," Tom replied, sounding flustered. I smirked, knowing why.

" Are you okay? You look weird," she mentioned.

" Just a little hot in here. I might use the bathroom," he stammered.

" Alright, find me when you're done," she told him.

When I heard them both walking away. I waited a few more seconds before sticking my hand in my thong to rub my clit. I was so wet and needed an orgasm badly. I thrashed away hard at my clit while staying bent over. I could see my determined face in the mirror as I strummed my pussy without a single care of where I was. My lust and desire were so strong that I didn't even notice when Tom reappeared.

" Holy fuck!" he exclaimed after sliding back the curtain.

I looked back over my shoulder and bit my bottom lip with hunger. My eyes peered down at the tent in his pants. I knew this was going too far, but I wanted his cock so bad. My fingers were a poor substitute.

" What are you waiting for? Come in and fuck me," I cooed.

Tom only hesitated for a second before he walked in and shut the curtain. He quickly got behind me and unbuckled his belt. He dropped his pants and underwear to his thighs so fast that I didn't even get a look at his cock before he speared my pussy lips apart with it after moving my thong out of the way.

" Fuck, yes. Fuck me," I urged.

The feeling of a cock was what I yearned for all day, and now I was getting it from a strange man.

" We have to be quick," he hissed, feeling my tight pussy wrapped around his member.

" You better fuck me hard then," I mewed.

Tom took both my wide hips in his hands and proceeded to drill me so hard my forehead hit the mirror. I braced my hands on the wall to stop it from happening again before pushing back into his urgent thrust.

This had to be the wildest thing I've done. I barely spoke a few sentences to this stranger, and now I'm taking his unprotected cock deep in my gushing, teenage pussy. What I did with Greg was wild, but there was always a sense of trust with him because I'd known him for so long. With Tom, I knew nothing except for his name, and that he was married to a bitch lady who was shopping in the same store we were currently fucking in. It was all so crazy and thrilling.

" I can't believe this is happening," he groaned happily while pounding my cunt from behind.

" Does my little pussy feel good? You wanted to fuck me so bad, didn't you?" I moaned, trying to be quiet but failing badly.

" This pussy is amazing. I wanted you so bad," Tom panted.

I arched my back and spread my legs wider. I shifted my hips a little to the left so his cock would grind into my ultimate pleasure zone. Tom's cock wasn't as big as Greg's, but it still felt glorious as he drove in and out of my vag with increased speed.

The feeling of getting fucked in a changing room was hot, and so was the image of me getting drilled from behind in the mirror. It was so erotic. I loved watching Tom's face glistening with pleasure. He was giving me all he had. I could tell he wouldn't last long with this furious pace, but I only needed him to hold out just a little longer.

" I'm going to cum, don't stop," I moaned.

"Me too, I can't hold it much longer," he said through gritted teeth.

I was just here to buy a dress. Now I was getting nailed doggy style with my head down and my hands planted on a cold mirror. My ass was being slapped by Tom's thighs as he railed me with his married cock. It took every bit of willpower I had not to scream for it harder.

" Fuck! I'm going to blow!" Tom grunted in agony.

" Just a little longer," I pleaded.

I reached down and frantically rubbed my clit. Five frenzied swipes across my bean were all it took to send my body over the edge. I covered my mouth quickly and orgasmed hard around Tom's cock. My body went into an orgasmic seizure. The feeling of a cock induced high was like crack. I couldn't get enough.

My pussy clamping hard on his penis was Tom's cue to stop the fight and let go. Tom grunted and pumped his seed into my vag. His hands held my ass tight against his crotch while his cock spurted wad after wad of warm cream.

" Fuck. arhhhh... yes.... take my cum, you hot little slut, " Tom let slip at the height of his release.

The naughty words elicited a happy groan from my lips as my face contorted with pleasure. I ground and twerked my ass on his throbbing cock to milk out the last of his load. The two of us were panting for breath. I was feeling mini aftershocks as every nerve in my body slowly contracted, then relaxed. This orgasm was just what I needed. God, I was happy.

" That was great. Thank you." I cooed before reaching back to slap his right thigh.

Tom took the hint and pulled himself out of my sloppy pussy. He immediately covered himself up and leaned back against the side wall to catch his breath.

" Is it okay that I came inside you?" he asked, a little worried.

I giggled. " It's fine. I like it," I smirked.

I reached into my thong to cover my pussy with my right hand and gingerly stepped over to where my bag was. Luckily, I had wipes to stop his creampie from leaking out and soiling my panties.

" Can I call you sometime?" Tom asked as he watched me clean my pussy. His hands were tightening his belt back up.

" I shouldn't get involved with married guys," I laughed.

Tom snickered. " Yeah, fair enough... I should go. The wife is probably wondering where I am," he sighed.

" That's a good idea. Enjoy the photos," I smirked.

Tom smiled and carefully checked if the coast was clear before leaving. I got dressed and walked out after making myself presentable. The experience was pretty fun. I'd definitely do it again, I thought while proudly walking through the store with a freshly fucked pussy.

I guess his wife decided to try someplace else. They were nowhere to be seen as I strolled over to the sales counter. I dropped the dress on the desk while looking through my purse for my cash. The saleswoman surprised me by revealing that a man had already paid for my dress. I asked if she was sure, and she confirmed it by packing the dress away and handing it to me with a judgemental stare.

Wow! I wasn't about to question it. I just walked out of the store with a satisfied grin. Being slutty pays dividends again. Fucking awesome! I didn't even care if the saleswoman thought I was a slut. I just saved three hundred bucks by doing something I would have done for free.

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I skipped through the mall brimming with positive energy. Still wrapping my head around what I did back at the dress store. The spontaneous sex really got me fired up. I couldn't believe I just fucked a married stranger in a changing room with his wife in the same store. It was crazy and oh so naughty.

The happy smile on my face wouldn't go away. Boys my age checked me out while whispering things to their friends. It was sweet, but I preferred the sneaky glances from older men a hell of a lot more. Especially the ones who were with a partner. I just knew they were staring at my tits and thinking bad thoughts. Some were old enough to be my dad. So bad!

I walked into Myer ( A department store) to pick up a few things I needed before heading home. The perfume and makeup section was on the next floor, so I took an escalator up. I was minding my own business when I heard whispering going on behind me. Looking back over my shoulder, I saw a tall, casually dressed man, probably in his thirties, with a small asian woman. She looked annoyed at the man. Déjà vu all over again.

I caught his eye and politely smiled. He gave me a very small, almost unnoticeable smile back. I guess his partner caught it and didn't like what she saw. She nudged him in the ribs to stop. It dawned on me that I was in a very short skirt. My round ass cheeks were right in his eyeline. The mini skirt was tight around my curves, so I doubt he could see up it unless I spread my legs. He probably tried, though, and got caught, judging by the upset woman next to him. I found it pretty funny.

I turned back around like I didn't know what was happening and grinned. Then I thought taking a couple of steps up the escalator would be even funnier, so I did it, rocking my hips blatantly with each small step. I heard more quiet rumblings that made me snicker before I reached the top and walked off.

I stopped and looked back. The couple walked off in the opposite direction, but the man looked back curiously, and we met eyes again. I smiled, and he smiled more broadly this time before his partner dragged him off faster. I giggled, then continued on my merry way.

Since I saved money on the dress, I decided to grab a few more things than I actually needed. Another bottle of perfume sounded like a good idea. Maybe some body lotion, moisturizer, a few sticks of lipstick, oh, and face mask cream. It was hard to stop the impulse shopping.

As I sampled different fragrances, I noticed a gentleman side-eyeing me from the right. He was alone and well-dressed in a navy suit with no tie. His brown hair was slicked back. His strong, rugged face had a little stubble. He looked in pretty good shape for an older man. I could tell since his white dress shirt was tight against his broad chest.

Yum! I liked what I saw. The guy was definitely my new type. Tall, dark, and mature. Very mature, I guessed. Even better.

He kept on glancing my way over and over. Probably deciding whether it was smart to take a chance on someone so much younger. I could definitely tell his glances weren't innocent. He was lusting over my teenage body. Albeit with some conflict.

When I caught him looking at me for like the tenth time, I flung my hair back and smiled at him. My smile wasn't a polite smile you would give a passing stranger. It was a smile that conveyed I knew what you were doing, and I didn't mind. He grinned and took that as his signal to walk over and introduce himself.

" Sorry for disturbing you. I'm just lost in what to get my daughter for her birthday," he said.

It was hard to tell if he was telling the truth or just using that excuse to talk to me, but I guess telling me he was buying a present for his daughter wasn't the smartest pick-up line. So I'll give him the benefit of the doubt that he was telling the truth. Of course, he could have just asked a salesgirl.

" How old is she?" I asked politely.

" She's eighteen," he replied.

" She'll probably want something more fruity and sweet. Try this one," I suggested.

I sprayed some on a sample paper and held it up for him to smell.

" It's lovely. Very girly," he remarked.

I smiled. "It's one of my favourites. She'll love it. I promise."

He looked at me with more curiosity. "Are you wearing it now?"

" Yeah, I am," I replied, smirking.

A sly grin crossed his face. His daughter was the same age as me, yet here he was leering down at my chest with less-than-innocent thoughts. I didn't mind, though. The idea got me aroused all over again.

" I'm Liam, by the way. Thank you for your help. It's hard to wave down a sales girl," he chuckled.

I looked around and saw at least two staff members not doing anything. He was clearly lying. Which was fine by me. It was a decent excuse.

I gave him a wry smile and brushed my hair back. " Yeah, customer service is nonexistent," I said, giggling.

" Lucky you were here to help me then," he smirked.

" Anything else you need help with, sir?" I said in a playful, mocking tone.

" You sound like a natural," he snickered.

" I do work in retail, so..." I confessed.

" Seems you're very good at it," he complimented.

" Thanks. So you don't need anything else?" I asked sweetly.

I could see the gears turning in his head as I smiled up at him. My hands were behind my back, and my chest was jutting out proudly. Liam couldn't help but give my girls a little more eye contact before he spoke.

" I shouldn't take up more of your time. I got what I came for," he answered, flustered.

"Me too. I think I went a little over budget," I giggled.

" I'm sure you deserve whatever's in that bag," Liam said.

"It's just a new dress, plus all this stuff," I said, holding up the small shopping basket I had behind me.

" A pretty girl like you wouldn't need all that," he assumed.

I beamed at the compliment. " It's what girls have to do to stay pretty," I replied.

" I'm no expert," he said, shrugging.

"You're not married?" I questioned.

" Divorced. It's been a year now," he confessed.

I frowned, acting somber. " Mutual?" I inquired.

"Somewhat. I'm slowly getting over it," he said, smiling.

" Is that why you came over to talk to me? To get over your divorce faster?" I accused, flirtatiously.

" To be honest, I don't think I should have. You seem like trouble," he said nervously, snickering.

I laughed with a wry grin. " Why would you say that?"

He scratched his head while looking around anxiously. " I don't know. Most girls your age would be weirded out by a man my age talking to them like this. But you don't seem bothered at all," he surmised.

I placed a hand on my hip and gave him a sassy stare," Are you calling me a tart or something?" My tone conveyed fake outrage.

He smiled and shook his head. " I just mean a girl like you could get a forty-four-year-old man into a bit of trouble. It wouldn't be your fault, though.

" Are you imagining improper things right now?" I asked cutely.

" Christ. You enjoy teasing an old man, don't you?" Liam sighed.

We looked into each other's eyes. I could see he wanted to say something else. Something more inappropriate. Something that might offend me, but he wasn't bold enough to do so yet. I thought I was acting pretty promiscuous, but maybe I needed to turn it up a notch to get him more comfortable.

" Teasing is the best form of foreplay," I replied, winking.

Liam sighed again. His eyes stared into mine with intent. I think he wanted to gauge how serious I was, or if I was just having some fun teasing an old man.

" So teasing gets you off?" Liam leaned in and whispered.

" Big time. I love flirting and teasing. Especially with older men," I said proudly.

He grinned with more confidence this time. " This might be a bad idea, but would you like to flirt and tease me over dinner?" Liam asked boldly.

I'm sure he's suggesting the kind of dinner that ended with a bedroom dessert, and I was all for it. The only problem was the wait. My pussy was wet and ready for my second cock of the afternoon, and I needed it pronto. I was hungry for it.

" Maybe some other time," I replied wickedly. I wanted to tease him a tiny bit more.

He immediately expressed disappointment. I giggled at the reaction and interrupted him before he could reply.

" I can't do dinner tonight, but I don't want you to think I'm a dirty tease," I said with a cute smile.

"It's okay, I enjoyed the talk. It's not every day a gorgeous young girl teases me," replied Liam. He then returned my smile. Albeit a disheartened one.

I smirked and widened my stare. "If you follow me, I'll do something else a young girl doesn't do for you every day," I suggested mischievously.

I walked off before Liam could speak, swaying my hips from side to side. I only stopped to drop my basket of goodies off at the sales counter and told the lady I would be back shortly for it. I peeked over at Liam. He looked a little nervous and confused, but continued following me. I'm sure his cock was doing the thinking for him now. Just like my pussy was for me.

I knew where the changing rooms were on this floor, but when I spotted the bathroom signs, I thought, why not change it up. I continued walking down the hallway towards the toilets. I didn't need to look back. I was sure Liam was still following.

When I reached the disabled toilets, I decided, why the hell not, and walked in. A few seconds later, the door opened again, and Liam walked in to join me.

" This definitely doesn't happen every day," he shared nervously.

" Well, I said I didn't want you to think I was just a tease," I replied, smiling sweetly.

Liam snickered. " Well, you haven't proved anything yet," he said, shrugging.

I giggled and nodded. Technically, he was right, but that was about to change. I was dying for cock, and Liam was lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time to benefit from my weakness.

He stood tall, waiting for my next move. Anticipation etched across his brow. I should have taken off my knickers and bent over as I did with Tom. Wasting time with other things wasn't smart, but I thought getting on my knees and sucking his cock in a public toilet would be so fucking hot. So I did it. I walked up to him and got down on my knees on the cold tile floor and worked his navy pants open as he gasped in shock.

" Fuck! You are trouble," Liam exclaimed as I unbuckled his belt.

" Only for hot, older guys," I beamed up at him.

My hands unbuttoned his pants before I pulled the zipper down. I then tugged his pants to his knees along with his boxer briefs. His seven-inch cock popped free and almost smacked me in the face. Liam was rising to the occasion without me laying a hand on his uncut member. I swooned with joy as I looked up into his eyes with lust.

" Mmmm... very nice," I cooed while rubbing my right cheek on his shaft.

His engorged head left a precum streak on my cheek, and I brought my right hand up to wipe it away with my index finger before popping it in my mouth for a taste. A pleased moan left my lips as I sampled the slightly salty, clear liquid.

" Damn girl!" Fucking tease!" Liam sighed.

I giggled before turning my head to kiss and lick his long shaft. I ran my lips along the left side and up to his foreskin to nibble on the sensitive head. I kissed it. I poked my tongue into his pee slit and swirled it around his tiny hole. Liam's hips squirmed, and he pushed forward instinctively to pry my juicy lips open.

" Suck it, babe!" he hissed.

I guess his shyness was gone now that I was on my knees with his cock in my mouth. Fair enough. I honoured his request and sucked around his head. My lips peeled back his foreskin so my tongue could go merry-go-round on his rigid crown. He was loving every second of it, groaning with pleasure as I sucked him off, hands-free like a wanton slut.

" fucking hell! You are one naughty little girl," Liam huffed with gritted teeth.

I really am a naughty little girl. This was the second stranger who had the pleasure of seeing me slut it up today. I could blame Greg for my behavior. Ditching me for work left me horny and vulnerable, but who was I kidding? I probably would have done this anyway, even if I met Greg for sex. My sexual cravings were getting stronger and stronger every day.

" Suck that dick! Polish my knob, honey," Liam urged.

I was on autopilot, bobbing my head back and forth. Thankfully, I still had the wherewithal to not go all out with the suction. I didn't want Liam to cum, I just wanted him to burn the image of me servicing his cock for his wank bank.

It was clear he was loving the view of my plump lips sliding along his shaft. My hands gently held his kneecaps as I craned my neck back and forth. I kept my blue eyes up the whole time, making sure to keep that alluring eye contact while my cheeks bulged out to sloppily blow his cock.

"You're so good with that mouth. So, so good. Fucking A grade," he said in a pleasurable anguish.

I smiled around his cock and tucked my hair back over my shoulders while continuing to gurgle and slurp along his penis. Small beads of saliva were falling off my chin onto the tops of my tits as Liam couldn't stop himself from thrusting forward into my mouth. I didn't stop him. I let him fuck my face with my hands on his thighs just in case he got too aggressive. A few times he did, and I lightly choked before regaining my composure and continuing to take his thrusting cock with enthusiasm.

The motion of my bobbing head made my tits lightly wobble in my green top. His eyes angled down past mine toward my breasts. He fixated on them as I sucked him up and down. My jiggling mounds had Liam in a hypnotic trance, and being the pleaser I was, I slipped the straps of my top down my shoulders and tugged it past my Double D's.

His eyeballs stayed locked on my girls as I continued multitasking with the dick sucking and the strip show. I pushed my tank top to my ribs and reached back to unclasp my bra. With a shimmy of my outstretched arms, my bra fell to the floor, and Liam choked while trying to get his words out.

" Holy... shii... t!" he exclaimed, seeing my naked breast.

His cock twitched in my mouth and released a heavy blob of salty precum that I thought was actually cum for a brief moment. The shock halted my dick slurping for a brief moment until I knew it was a false alarm. I smiled around his pole and continued to slide my lips back and forth.

With my tits out and my pretty mouth slobbering all over his penis, Liam looked like he just won the lottery. I'm sure he was content to watch me glug away at his cock until he came in my mouth, but my pussy was on fire, and I needed his cock up my snatch now.

I gave his knob one last heavy suck before letting it go with a loud pop. Liam sighed, then looked shattered as I got to my feet.

" Sorry, I really need to get fucked now," I told him.

Liam's frown went away as he watched me take off my G-string. His cock surged even more when I pulled my mini skirt around my waist and bent over, holding the assist rail. With my peachy ass pointed at him, Liam shuffled over and held the small of my back with one hand as the other guided his cock tip to my pink lips.

" Fuck me, please!" I begged over my shoulder.

Liam nodded and cautiously pushed into my dripping vag with the first two inches of his cock. We both sighed with pleasure, but I wasn't having any of this slow and methodical bullshit. I wanted to get railed. My pussy needed a beating like the bad girl she was.

" Harder! Really fuck me! I want you to pound me," I pleaded with wanton lust.

" Fuck. You're a little slut, aren't you?" Liam hissed.

" Yes. I'm your slut," I mewed out.

Liam grunted and slammed all of his seven inches into my tight pussy. I cried out my approval and pushed back into his crotch. Liam grunted and slapped my ass before pulling back. He almost left my pussy entirely, but quickly slammed me hard again with his hard rod. I cried out again and begged for more. Liam obliged my needs and started to really fuck me. Steady, powerful thrusts had me gripping hard onto the assist rail so my head wouldn't smack the hard concrete wall. It was glorious. Just what I craved. A nice dick pounding my cunt.

His bulbous head stretched my pussy walls wonderfully. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling of a mature cock sliding in and out of my gash and his strong hands as they massaged and squeezed my rump. His heavy grunts were constant and thick. I'm glad I spontaneously chose the disabled toilets. There was so much more room to spread my legs apart, and most importantly, we had more privacy to really get lost in the carnal nature of fucking.

" Is this what you wanted, my big cock drilling your little pussy?" Liam spat out as he drove in and out.

"Yes! Yes! I fucking love getting drilled by your big cock," I cooed back.

Liam roared into gear and hooked his arms under mine. He pulled me back into an almost upright doggy position and really started pounding my flesh with deep strokes. My back arched, and my tits began slapping up and down my chest with how hard he was ramming me from behind. I couldn't get enough. I was gushing all over his cock as it repeatedly screwed my insides out.

Liam was turning out to be one hell of a fuck. His cock quickly had me on the cusp of an orgasm. To be fair, I was so turned on that a gust of wind hitting my naked pussy over and over might make me cum. But that didn't take away from his skills. Liam was clearly an experienced lover. He knew exactly where to ram his cock and angle it in a way that thumped my G-spot over and over. It could have been luck, though, but I didn't dwell on it too much since my body was being overwhelmed by pleasure.

His momentum increased, and his hands found my rocking tits. Liam lathered kisses along my shoulder blades while his cock fucked me into an orgasmic frenzy. I rattled and shook against his hands and pelvis. The breath was beaten out of my lungs as my cum took over all my senses. I mewed out my joy and bit my bottom lip hard. My legs were shaking uncontrollably. I felt so good.

" Fuck!" Liam groaned in distress.

I think he was on the brink himself. I was happy to have him flood my pussy, but Liam had other ideas.

He yanked himself out of my quivering pussy and spun me around. Maybe he wanted to cum on my tits? Maybe in my mouth? Or maybe all over my pretty face? But he surprised me by squatting down and attaching his lips to my dripping pussy like a hungry animal.

" Oh god!" I moaned, feeling his tongue dig into my cunt.

My hands instantly went to his head for support because my legs were still rattling from my climax. As Liam greedily sucked out my nectar, I remembered Tom had creampied me no more than an hour ago. God! The the pussy licking from Liam became even dirtier. I had traces of a stranger's cum in my pussy, and another stranger was currently eating me out. It was so depraved. I hoped Liam didn't notice, but a part of me wanted him to know how much of a slut I was.

" So tasty. I haven't tasted teenage pussy in a very long time," Liam confessed as he kept on licking my trembling slit.

" I have a feeling you won't have to wait that long again," I said, giggling.

"You're one hell of a boost to my confidence," Liam smirked while lapping away at my clit.

"Happy to help," I replied proudly.

He smiled and dove back in, attacking my pussy with his mouth. I mewed and squirmed in pleasure, grinding my hips into his face quite aggressively. It was heaven. I never wanted it to end.

In the midst of his tongue lashing, Liam lifted me up like I weighed nothing and planted my naked rear on the cold, hard rail. I squealed in delight and grabbed onto the steel. My thighs perched on his shoulders and my legs dangling freely behind him as he pleasured my kitty with gusto.

My chest was heaving up and down. My face scrunched up in pure bliss as his tongue worked me into a new frenzy. God! He was going to make me cum again, and I pleaded with him not to stop as I arched my back and jutted out my tits. I cried out one last time before my mouth opened into a wide O shape, and I climaxed on his face.

" Fuck! Oh!... My! ... God!" I wailed out in euphoria.

My legs trembled around his head. Liam held them tight, and corkscrewed his tongue into my gash to lick every drop of girl cum that came flowing out of my vag.

" Gahhh! Shhsssh! Oh!.... fuck!" I stammered hard.

" So sweet!" Liam purred between my legs.

He continued to lap away at my pussy through all the quivers and contractions. I was huffing and puffing. Unable to speak after two amazing orgasms back to back.

To be fair, I didn't need to speak. A picture said a thousand words. My pleased face made Liam smug as he parted my legs from his shoulders before standing up between them. I was still perched on the top of the assist rail next to the toilet. My pussy glistening and making for a perfect target. Liam took hold of his cock and aimed it there. He plunged in, taking my breath away all over again. His hands went to my tits and squeezed them while fucking me against the concrete wall.

I lifted my knees up to better balance on the rail as Liam railed my pussy with his stiff cock. He wasted little time in pounding my cunt. Our lust-filled eyes met, and our lips shared a naughty grin. It was fucking hot being rammed by a handsome older man in a disabled bathroom. I'm sure Liam felt the same about fucking a hot, little slut in one. Both of us were brimming with sexual energy.

" You like fucking my tight, teenage pussy? I dirty-talked to him.

" You have no idea how much," he replied between heavy grunts.

" Tell me I'm a slut," I begged

" Fuck! You're a sexy slut. I don't even know your name," Liam hissed.

I stopped my pleasured oohs and ahhs to giggle. I remembered I'd neglected to share that information because of all the flirting and teasing. I was quite funny. He had his cock in my pussy and hadn't even told him my name.

" I'm Milly. Nice to meet you," I said, grinning.

" The pleasure is all mine," Liam snickered.

His snicker went away quickly, and so did my grin. We went back to hot, dirty fucking, with Liam trying to lift my legs onto his shoulders as his cock drilled me in and out. The rail wasn't far enough from the wall, and I wasn't flexible enough to be folded in two while perched on it. So Liam lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his back while he fucked me standing.

My arms held on tight as Liam bounced me like a rag doll on his cock. The exertion and wanton lust were written all over his face. We shared a few sloppy kisses. I could taste my juices on his lips. It was highly erotic, and before too long. I felt the onset of another incredible orgasm rearing its beautiful head.

" Fuck! I'm not going to last much longer," Liam bellowed.

He dropped my ass back on the cold railing and planted his elbows on the wall behind me to pound his cock harder into my cunt.

" I'm so close!" I moaned. My right hand went between us to rub my clit, desperately.

" Cum on my cock, you little slut," Liam ordered.

His words were the final push I needed to reach my climax. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, and I came hard around his beautiful cock. I shook so hard I thought the rail might break. The orgasm was so intense it left me goo-goo-eyed. I forgot where I was for a split second as my mind went blank. All I could feel was wonderful pleasure flowing through my veins.

" Argg! I'm going cum. Get down," Liam hissed urgently.

He pulled abruptly out of my spasming pussy and took a step back.

My eyes instantly cleared, and I kicked into action like a seasoned pornstar. Liam had a tight chokehold around his throbbing cock. I could see the distress and need in his eyes as I knelt down before him.

"Open your mouth!" he urged.

I dutifully opened wide and stuck out my tongue as Liam moved his cock towards it. He stroked his shaft firmly, and his first spurt of cum fired right against my tonsils, making me cough and choke. I closed my mouth quickly to recover as the next stream of warm jizz splattered against my lips.

" Shit. Oh Fuck! Damn, girly!" Liam roared, pumping his shaft.

Another shot missed my lips and shot straight up my nose. The residual cum that didn't make it up my nostrils dangled from my nose. I finally managed to open my mouth again, and Liam spurted the next two creamy helpings on my tongue before he moved closer to shoot another two wads to fill my mouth.

" Fuck! suck the rest out!" he ordered.

I took over and wrapped my lips around his cock head and coaxed out the rest of his load. My lips sucked and sucked. I bobbed up and down his twitching pole, making sure I milked everything he had to give before pulling back and showing him my cum filled mouth.

He looked as pleased as a man can look seeing my pretty mouth filled to the brim with his seed. The cum that missed my mouth started dripping off my chin and onto my boobs. I also had his cum on my nose. I'm sure Liam was reveling in the sight of the cummy mess he made of me.

" Nice! Swallow it all down, you sexy slut," Liam grunted, almost breathless.

I tilted my head back and gulped it all down into my belly with a satisfied moan before showing Liam the proof. His grin was huge and proud.

" Yummy. You made a mess," I said, giggling.

" I haven't seen a sexier sight in my life," he replied, panting heavily.

" That's sweet. Thank you," I beamed.

I gave his cock a loving kiss before trying to get to my feet. They were still wobbly after our activities, so Liam gave me a helping hand.

" Do I deserve a dinner date after that?" Liam snickered while pulling up his pants

I ignored him and giggled. I rolled out some tissues and started cleaning up his stray cum. I dabbed my tits and looked in the mirror to make sure he got nothing in my hair before wiping my face clean.

" Do you really want to date an eighteen-year-old?" I smirked, finally answering.

" Well... I probably shouldn't," Liam laughed.

I smiled and reached down for my underwear. " Why? Ashamed people will find out you're a dirty old man?" I teased.

Liam chuckled, scratching his head. "It wouldn't be a good look. That's for sure," he admitted.

I put my underwear back on before pulling down my skirt and lifting my top back into place.

" So why did you ask me out to dinner then?" I asked with sass.

" I just thought... umm... maybe," he stumbled, trying to get his point across.

" You just thought dinner would lead to more fucking?" I accused in a playful tone.

" I guess you caught me," he said nervously.

I giggled. " So you don't want to date me. You just want to fuck me?" I said, pretending to be offended.

" Something like that," Liam smirked.

I rolled my eyes and walked out of the bathroom. Liam hurriedly caught up.

" Pay for my things, and I'll give you my number," I said without looking at him.

" Sounds fair," he replied quickly.

I grinned and walked along happily. Trips to the mall will never be the same again.