Curves and Angles The heat outside had been oppressive and I was thankful to be inside the store with the air running full blast and even more thankful to have the bra section to myself. I hated looking for bras with people around me and with all the extra overtime at the office over the last few weeks, I had put on a few unwanted pounds so my normally nice C-cup was feeling rather tight so I thought maybe a nice D-cup would be a better choice. And I really didn't want to have people around while I tried to decide. I had just found a lacy push-up, demi style when I noticed a woman helping another customer several aisles away. I don't normally stare but this lady was absolutely stunning. She looked like something that had just walked out of a fashion magazine. Tall, slender and sleek with perfect ivory skin, almond shaped dark eyes and dark hair. Damn, I sighed, why couldn't I look like that? I looked down at my knee length blue skirt and the short sleeved matching shirt. Both were a little tight on my pudgy short frame and I looked anything but sleek and sophisticated. I looked back to the beauty and noticed she was looking in my direction. I returned the smile she gave me and went back to looking and swearing to myself no more late night frig raids and it was back to the gym tomorrow! I was deep in my search when I felt someone walk up beside me. “May I be of some assistance?” her voice was soft and she had a slight French accent. I hesitated a moment before answering and just looked at her. She was even more beautiful close up. “I, uh, I was just looking for a bra.” “Maybe I can help.” She held out her hand and I handed the two I had found to her. “These are wonderful choices. But…which size do you need? You have two here…” she questioned me. I could feel the flush creep over my cheeks. “I seem to have gained some weight lately…I normally wear a thirty-six C but I'm afraid I might need a larger size.” God, this was embarrassing. “Ah, yes, you have such nice full breast.” She complimented and eyed my chest a moment. My gaze automatically slid to my tits and then to hers. Her nipples were semi-hard and pushed against the material of her top. “I think a D would fit you fine.” She mused softly and I followed her as she gathered two more bras. “But we should measure you.” She said decisively and took my arm gently, leading me to the changing rooms in the back. I was at a loss for words. I was nervous about having her see my naked tits and the contact that would require but I said nothing and let her lead me on. She guided me down the short hall stopping long enough to get what she needed to measure me before going to the more private area where the dressing rooms were larger. Holding the door open for me, I slipped inside as she put an `in use' sign on the outside knob and shut and locked the door. I put my purse on the wooden bench as she hung the skimpy bras on a hook. “Shall we begin?” her tone was businesslike but her voice kind and gentle. I nodded my head and with a deep sigh, pulled my shirt over my head before tossing it to the bench. I reached behind my back to unfasten my bra only to have her stop me. “Allow me please.” And with a smile, she put her hands on my shoulders and turned me to face the mirror. Standing behind me, she watched in the mirror as she unhooked my bra and slowly pushed the straps down my arms. I allowed the straps to slip over my hands and the bra fall to the floor. My nipples began to harden as her soft as velvet hands slid back up my arms. “You are very lucky to be so rounded and curvy. So lovely!” she sighed softly, her eyes watching my nipples pucker in the full-length mirror. I glanced at myself in the mirror trying to see what she saw. I couldn't believe a woman such as herself was telling me I was lucky and calling me lovely! All I could see was a body that needed to lose some pounds and a face that was more cute then pretty. I watched mesmerized as her hands slid back down my arms then moved to my waist. “I have always loved women that look like you. Not just straight and angular but rounded curves.” Her hands skimmed lightly down my hips and up my tummy as she spoke. “So womanly, feminine…lovely.” She whispered. This was definitely a unique experience for me. Not something that happens everyday and I felt entranced. I didn't want to just let my chance slip by. As much as she seemed fascinated with my round curves I was just as captivated with her long sleekness. Her hands were soft as silk as they gently traveled up my body. When she touched the underside of my breasts, she hesitated, looking at me questioningly in the mirror for a moment. Seeing no signs of protesting on my part, she gently lowered her head. As I felt her soft lips glide along my neck to my shoulder and her hands cup my full breasts, my breath caught in my throat and caused a soft whimper out of my mouth. I leaned my head back against her and arched my back pushing my tits into her hands. “Oh, yes!” she whispered softly and I moaned in response. She kissed and nibbled my shoulder as her fingers twisted my nipples. I could feel the wetness pool between my legs and my clit begin to swell and throb.  I had only been with one other female in my life, a friend of mine I had known almost all my life and we had been together on many occasions. I had often been attracted to other women but never taken advantage of it. But this woman was like none I had ever had a chance to be with and never thought I would. I was not going to let the opportunity pass me by. I turned in her arms so I was facing her. There were mirrors on each of the walls and the door so no matter where we looked, we could see ourselves in the mirrors. It was very erotic and I was getting more turned on by the second. My eyes lowered to her small perky breasts under the thin, pale yellow material of her blouse. I gently grasp the bottom of her top and pulled it up. As I lifted it, she kicked off her shoes. With her heels off and mine on, she was only a couple inches taller then I and it made removing her top a lot easier. As I dropped the garment to the floor, I leaned forward and placed my mouth to her breast. She felt so soft and tasted so sweet. She gasped as my tongue darted out and teased her nipple to full erection. Grasping my head in her hands, she whispered something sweetly in French, something I didn't understand but by the way she was gripping my hair and pushing that sweet little tit of hers toward me, I could safely assume it wasn't the word for stop. I teased her nipples with my mouth and hands until by mutual consent it seemed to be her turn to lick, nibble and tease mine. Our moans were soft and hungry as we slid each other out of our skirts needing to get to what lay beneath. Her legs were bare and luckily I had worn thigh high stockings today instead of my usual pantyhose, it made access much easier for both of us. Almost completely naked now, she leaned into me and touched her mouth to my lips. We both moaned as my mouth opened instantly to her touch and our tongues danced sensuously with each other's. We were both impatient as the kiss deepened and our bodies pressed into each other. My full breasts covered hers almost completely. At almost the same moment, we pulled apart slightly and each slid a hand between our bodies. As my hand slid inside her panties, my mind briefly registered the feel of very soft hair, not a lot, just a patch. I slid a finger between her lips and felt the hot wetness of her pussy. She was even more impatient then I myself was. She pushed two fingers between my slick lips and inside me with an expertise that took my breath. I rubbed and pinched her clit while her fingers worked a hot magic on my pussy that had a bead of sweat slowly sliding down between my breasts. Her breathing was shallow, more of pant as I continued to ravage her clit. But I wanted more! As quickly as I could, I removed her panties and my own and pushed her back against one of the mirrored walls. I knelt before her as she watched me, her eyes looked glassy with passion as if she ran a high fever. I pushed gently on her thighs and she spread her legs for me. Her little pussy was so wet I could see the moisture as I spread her swollen lips apart to see inside of her pink core. Her clit was hard and swollen and her muscles tense as I slid two fingers inside her treasure box. She moaned low and soft as I fucked her slowly, my tongue licking her intoxicating juice from my fingers and her pussy. Her orgasm was building deep and fast, and as much as I wanted this too last, it crossed my mind we had been back here a long while and her co-workers might come looking for her. I began to use fast deep strokes with my fingers as I put my mouth to that sweet little nub of hers. I sucked it hard and nipped, holding it gently between my teeth, flicking and licking the tip with my tongue. Her body began to tremble and quake and I pushed my fingers deep inside her and pushed my mouth against her tightly. I felt her juices flow over my hand, lips and chin as she pushed her tasty little cunt toward me in orgasm and her whimpers filled the small room. I moaned in pure ecstasy as her hot nectar filled my mouth. I swallowed my mouthful and licked the drops from her smooth lips as she trembled from the touch. Easing my fingers out of her, I looked up at her and licked my fingers clean of her sweet cum as she watched. With a deep groan she dropped to the floor beside me, kissed my mouth and licked my lips. She whispered urgently for me to get on my hands and knees for her and I complied oh so willingly. Reaching under me with one hand she began to pinch and twist my nipples none too gently. I bit my lips to keep from yelping with the pleasure pain. Her other hand rubbed smoothly over my right ass cheek. When I felt two quick, stinging smacks, I couldn't help the high whimper that escaped me. Her fingers found their way to my pussy lips and she moaned when she felt how wet I was for her. I could actually feel my creamy liquid running down my inner thighs. Her mouth soon replaced her fingers and her slick tongue slid deep inside me. I moaned and whimpered and my hips would not be still. She kept pulling and twisting my tender nipples until I wanted to scream! Her soft tongue and lips sucked and licked my aching slit until I was begging for release. She chuckled softly while her mouth was pressed to my clit and the vibration almost sent me into instant orgasm. Abandoning my nipples, she moved behind me and she began to finger and tease my clit frantically. She worked my clit with her fingers and my pussy with her mouth better then anyone I had ever been with before. In seconds, I was having the orgasm of my life. My ears were ringing loudly, my hips wanted to move but she used her teeth and bit my lips to keep me still for her. Her fingers tortured my clit relentlessly and the sweet, sweet ecstasy I felt brought tears to my eyes. As my orgasm began to subside enough she didn't have to keep me still, she began to suck the juice from my pussy and lick my sensitive lips in long, slow strokes. My body went limp and I lowered myself to the floor, rolling over on my back. A muted voice came over the intercom and she smiled sweetly at me. “I am needed, I must go now.” She whispered. I nodded my head in understanding not trusting myself to speak yet. She dressed quickly while I dressed more slowly. Before she left the little room, she kissed me tenderly, handed me one of the forgotten bras she had placed on the hook, telling me it was perfect for me and told me to come back anytime, then she was gone. It was several minutes before I made my purchase and left the shop. While stepping out of the coolness and into the heat once again, I smiled to myself…I would definitely be making this a regular shopping stop. written by:  sinkiss