Mirror Image
Keywords: Mirror, Image,
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Her nipples felt rock hard, her breathing had quickened, her face was flush and she felt moisture forming between her legs.
The salesman lifted her leg slightly in order to slip the shoe on. Dan, who had taken advantage of the fact that Steph was facing away from the window, had slipped closer. He timed the manipulation of Steph's leg by the salesperson, to adjust the knob to 5, where he left it. The combination of her raised leg tightening her jeans and the buzzing increasing to 5 was too much for Stephanie.
"Oh shit," she gasped, as her arms gripped the side of the chair and her body stiffened.
The salesman had just slipped on the shoe when she cursed. He looked up in alarm. "Perhaps another shoe?" he questioned, thinking she hated the one he'd put on. Steph had her head slightly bent and her eyes closed. The shoe would have been fine, but the power of speech eluded her for a moment. She could definitely feel wetness between her legs. Everything was starting to throb. She hoped that the salesman couldn't hear the buzzing.
The salesman selected another shoe and placed it on her foot. Stephanie opened her eyes long enough to take a quick peek at the shoe. Good enough. "That's lovely," she said through gritted teeth.
The salesman smiled. "Excellent. And the good news is that they're on sale. Their down from their regular price and are only five hundred dollars."
Stephanie groaned. Regardless of how embarrassing this was getting, there was not way she could buy a pair of shoes for more than the dress. Another shudder of pleasure passed through her body.
"Perhaps something a little less expensive," she managed to say.
The salesman was clearly disappointed, but didn't let it show. "Yes, of course." He didn't know what was going on with this woman. She was either in serious pain or about to orgasm. "Can I get you anything while you wait?"
"No. Just a shoe," she said forcefully. Too forcefully. Two young woman who were also in the store turned to look at her. The salesman left to search for more shoes. Stephanie thought about leaving, but wasn't sure she could get up. Her pussy was starting to quiver and spasm and it felt like she was really wet. She hoped it wasn't showing. She was starting to really worry that she might have an orgasm in the middle of a shoe store.
The salesman returned with several more pairs. The first pair he held up, Stephanie looked at him and gasped, "Price?"
"Two hundred," he said crisply. He was clearly not accustomed to being spoken to so tersely. Stephanie nodded. He slipped the shoe on her foot.
Dan had been watching the whole time and was loving life. The fact that Steph was so turned on was starting to turn him on as well. As the salesman slipped on the next shoe, he spiked the knob to six for a few seconds.
Stephanie let out another loud gasp. The buzzing on her clit increased. She felt herself coming deliriously close to the edge. In a vain attempt to prevent the oncoming orgasm, she pressed the palms of her hand into her crotch to try and move the vibrator off her clit. It had the opposite effect. She ended up driving it further in. The vibrator was now buzzing stronger than it ever had and pressed harder into herself than it had ever been.
"Fuck," she inhaled. She realized in dismay that she was about to cum and there was nothing she could do about it. She closed her eyes and lowered her head, concentrating as hard as she could on not making any noise.
Her pussy was burning hot and started spasming uncontrollably. This had been building for close to an hour. The first wave crashed over her body and she started gently rocking in her chair. Her hands were still pressed into her crotch for lack of anything else to do. As the next wave hit, she grunted loudly. Her nipples were rock hard and she knew without looking that they would be sticking through a wool sweater, never mind two flimsy pieces of cotton.
As wave after wave of her monstrous orgasm kept rolling over her, she kept rocking. She managed to stifle most of the noises, but had let a couple of grunts out. What was worrying her was that if the buzzing didn't let up, she didn't know how she would get out of the chair, never mind back to the hotel.
Finally her orgasm subsided. She opened her eyes and realized that everyone within earshot was looking at her. Her embarrassment was total. Dan took this opportunity to turn the knob back down to three. Even from his view of her back, he knew that she'd come hard and was probably wanting to leave the store.
Much to Stephanie's relief, the buzzing seemed to have let up a little. Mustering all the dignity she could, she looked the annoyed and surprised salesman in the eye and said "These ones will be fine."
She managed to get up and walk over to the till. The salesman was clearly upset, but also didn't want to lose the commission. He rang through her purchase. She didn't even wait for the salesman to put her box in a bag. She grabbed the box and walked towards the exit.
Strange, the salesman thought, normally the ones with a foot fetish don't buy expensive shoes.
As Stephanie approached the door, she realized to her dismay that she would have to pass through the detectors again. She kept walking quickly in hopes that passing through fast would decrease the intensity.
Meanwhile, Dan had retreated to a safe distance when Stephanie had moved to the till. He was impressed that she still wanted the shoes. As she passed through the doorway, he swung the knob to 6 and left it there.
The buzzing on Stephanie's tormented clit intensified dramatically as she exited he store. Her knees almost buckled as she turned and started walking back towards the dress store. Dan slid into a store as she passed by.
Stephanie knew that she was in trouble. Her mound was soaking and was starting to quiver again. "Oh God," she gasped. She realized that it wouldn't be long before she came again. She knew from previous experience that trying to have an orgasm on her feet was not a good idea. She spied a bench in the middle of the mall and tried to get there as fast as she could. It was no use, the faster she walked, the more the vibrator dug in. She staggered the last few steps and collapsed on the bench in a heap.
It was only a matter of seconds before she was in the throes of passion again. It felt like the walls of her vagina were experiencing an earthquake. Her legs were shaking and her hips bucked several times. She closed her eyes and held onto the bench for dear life. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her body. Had she been home alone, she would have grabbed her breasts and squeezed her nipples.
Dan was standing not too far away. He saw Stephanie collapse onto the bench and could plainly see that she was cumming again. Her nipples were sticking out from her tits like lasers. Her head was lolling from side to side and her hips were bucking. Finally, as the orgasm let up, he turned the knob back to 3.
Stephanie sat on the bench for a moment, to try and collect her thoughts. She had just had two orgasms in five minutes in a public place. She'd always fancied herself an exhibitionist, but this was crazy. She had to admit that the orgasms were incredible, but she didn't like having no way to control them. She decided to head right for the hotel and come back and get her dress later. She felt a small thud and turned. Much to her dismay, a young woman with a small child was sitting on the bench. The woman gave Stephanie an embarrassed smile. "I'm sorry, but my little one is hungry and this is the only bench around. Do you mind if I nurse her?"
"No problem, I was just leaving," Steph replied.
"Great, because I don't have my blanket, so you'd be getting a show." Steph smiled weakly at the woman.
The woman started to arrange herself and was just in the act of exposing her breast. Steph took that as her cue. Just as she was about to get up, Dan turned the knob back to 6. "Dammit," Steph muttered. Here we go again, she thought. She sat back down in a heap. The nursing mother looked over in surprise and annoyance.
"Sorry," was all Stephanie could gasp.
She knew by now that there was nothing she could do but ride it out. She'd have to find a public bathroom and get this damn thing off before it killed her. She briefly thought about trying to do it on this bench, but realized there was no way she could without getting arrested.
Dan left it at 6 for a minute. Stephanie was bracing herself this time and seemed more in control. Dan smiled to himself. Not for long, he thought. The fact that she had an audience made it all the more entertaining. He felt a little bad for this mom, but this was too good to pass up.
He slowly spun the knob from 6 to 8. Stephanie couldn't believe it, but it felt like the intensity was increasing. She felt a huge shudder pass through her body and knew that she was on the verge again.
She tried to give the alarmed mother a reassuring smile, but it ended up looking like a leer instead. Once again, Stephanie tried in vain to pry the vibrator from between her slick lips. Short of reaching down her pants, which was not advisable in public, all she could do was press her hands into her crotch. The result was the same. She drove the ridge firmly onto her battered clitoris.
The intensity was incredible. Pulse after pulse of pleasure was spreading out from her sopping pussy and she wasn't even cumming yet. In desperation, she grabbed the shoe box and placed it on her lap. She was going to try and use it as a shield so that she could reach under her pants. She tried in vain to get her hand between her belt and her stomach, but couldn't do it in a sitting position.
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Keywords: Mirror, Image,