Getting the Urge when Shopping

It was summer and I needed new clothes so I went to the local mall. I wondered around, thinking what I should buy and checked out what other girls were wearing. Short flimsy dresses were common, seemingly without bras. The flimsy material clung to legs and bottoms showing lovely shapes and wobbles. I was getting a bit distracted and followed one long legged girl with a lovely wiggle. She headed up an escalator and I was far enough behind to see up her dress. I could see the rounded white cheeks of her bottom - at best she was wearing a thong! She went into a cafe, so I followed another girl, bra-less with hard nipples. We got in a bit of a crowd and I quickly touched her bottom, which sent a jolt through my puss. I followed a few more lovely, scantily dressed girls - and had a couple more escalator views of bottoms with minimal or no covering! Then I got behind one girl on the escalator who stood with legs on different steps - perfect view of a thong covered pussy, puffy lips showing with wisps of hair and the thong getting swallowed by her lips and bottom.

By this time my pussy was soaking wet and I was trembling with need and anticipation. I went into clothes shop, grabbed a couple of things and headed for the changing rooms. I stripped naked and stood in front of the mirror having a good look at my aching pussy I put on a short dress and sat on the bench and put my feet up so that my pussy was on full view in the mirror and started to stoke my wet slit. The feelings were immediate, delicious jolts in my pussy, tingling pulsing clit, nipples on fire and me moaning gently. I was aware of people walking outside and changing in the next cubicles, but was too far gone to care.

My hips started bucking and I put a finger in my pussy and left off my clit. Then I touched my clit and rubbed slowly as I felt my puss tighten around my finger. I was sooo sensitive! I just slid my hood over my hood a few times while trying to be quiet. Then WHAM, my pussy slammed around my finger, my bottom clenched tight, my clit pulsed and my head reared back at the strength of the orgasm. It took me a long time to come down. Then I quickly got out of the dress and put my clothes . As I handed the dress back in I noticed a wet spot on it and hoped it didn't smell too much of my pussy. The assistant said 'No good?'. And I said maybe I'll come again'!