A Lovers Revenge

Chapter seven

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Chapter 7

“We leave on the 22nd Isabelle” I remind her.

“I know, I was wondering if you wanted to come shopping with me. I need new dresses and clothes for the trip?” she asks, pouting.

She knows I despise woman shopping but for her…I agreed.

We take the bus into town the next day after school. It is very busy; it’s a day away from the holidays so people are running from one shop to the other desperate to get the first pick on shoes and sales. Isabelle forces me to enter crimsons; it’s a designer dress shop full of snobby woman with rich ass husbands. A man, dressed in a button up shirt and black slacks stares at Isabelle, who is running about putting dresses on the already big pile of dresses on her arm. I give the man a she’s mine asshole look and possessively snake my arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me. I lean down and whisper “I want to see all these dresses on your sexy body baby” in her ear. She blushes and nods. I press a kiss to her shoulder and walk her to the private changing room. I slouch on the couch while she takes all the dresses and a few pairs of heels into the changing room. I peer into the changing room; she unzips the knee length floral dress and lets it fall to the floor. She’s wearing a black lace bra with matching panties. She see’s me looking through the mirror and smirks as she bends down, shaking her bottom in the air as she takes off her black boots. I groan as she makes a show of taking her boots down her smooth, sexy legs. My dick is painfully erect, we haven’t had sex yet but I’m assuming it’s because she wants to take things slow. I don’t push her on the topic but find myself taking a cold shower nearly every night. The stall door bangs shut, cutting off my naughty thoughts her about sexy body wrapped around me as I slowly enter her body, I sigh and make my way back to the couch, replaying the image of her shaking her ass while bending on her hands and knees in my head. I try and imagine her sweet mouth wrapped around my cock. She interrupts my naughty thoughts when she yells “I’m coming out!”

I watch in admiration as she walks out wearing the tightest, fitting dress that fits all her curves perfectly. The long dress just touches the floor; a long slit cuts through the side showing off her long beautiful leg, ending just under her thigh. She looks breathtakingly beautiful. Her heels are at least five inches off the ground as I stand next to her, she stops just under my chin. I look down at her cleavage, the dress hugs her chest. It’s strapless so her boobs are pushed up, they don’t look huge but you’d be crazy not to notice them. I lazily run my hands up both her arms, making her moan. I press soft kisses across her chest. Gripping fistfuls of my hair, she wraps her legs around my waist. I grab her ass and squeeze gently. She crushes her mouth to mine, her tongue seeking entrance in my mouth. I open my mouth, allowing her access, our mouths move in sync to one another, she tugs at my hair. Making me moan, her hips move against mine, rubbing over the spot that craves her. Her tongue is driving me crazy; I make my way into the changing room and press her against the door. I quickly lock it as she works the bottom of my jeans. She yanks them down my legs, taking my boxers with them. My dick jumps in surprise, I hiss as she grips it with both hands, working her hands up and down my length. I look down at her as she looks up, her eyes wanting this. She licks her lips in anticipation before bringing the soft velvet head into her mouth; I wrap my hands in her hair and push her just a little deeper. She takes it and moves deeper. I hold the top of the door to keep me still. I want her, in full control. She looks so beautiful on her knees in front of me. Sucking me off; I’m on the verge of Cumming. Her tongue runs up the side of my length, I moan her name, wanting her to give me more. I thrust slowly in and out her mouth. She lifts her hands and plays with my ball sacks in her small hands. She squeezes, teasing me, I circle my hips. Her hands travel to my ass and she holds onto it, taking an inch more into her mouth. “More” I moan, desperately.

I look down and she smiles around my dick, her teeth grazing the length. I ejaculate inside her, she sucks to the beat of my cum spurting out my dick and into her mouth. She swallows, tightly shutting her eyes as she sucks harder. She takes all of me, tasting the saltiness running down her throat. She slowly removes me from her mouth and wipes the excess cum dribbling from her chin with the back of her hand. I lift her from her shoulders and brush my lips against hers.

“That was magnificent” I whisper.

“I’m glad you’re satisfied” she laughs.

That was the best blowjob I have ever received…actually it’s the only blowjob I’ve ever received. I’ve dreamt of her sweet mouth on me, sucking me dry, it’s not even close to the real thing. I can’t stop grinning at her as we leave the shop. She argued when I offered, no, demanded to pay for the dresses and heels, she held up her end of the argument pretty well until I whispered “I have a better idea for where your mouth should be”. She blushed adorably; her eyes grew wide at my dirty mouth. She punched my arm playfully and didn’t notice me slide my card across to the cashier. She was adamant to pay me back for the ticket, I told her a numeral amount of times to let it go and accept the fact that I love to spoil her.