Kaz In The Changing Room
by Eleanor Powell

Kaz was looking for a new dress to wear at her cousin Rachel’s twenty-first birthday party.

In Annabella’s Boutique, she found two dresses that she thought would look good on her, but which one should she choose?

A helpful assistant, seeing Kaz dithering, came over.

‘Can I help you, Madam?’

‘Oh thanks,’ I can’t make up my mind which dress I like best.’

‘Why don’t you try them both on Madam? The changing room is this way.’ She ushered Kaz into a large communal changing room.

‘I’m sorry, Madam, but all the individual cubicles are in use,’ she explained. ‘But as you can see, at the moment there is no one else here.’

‘Thank you,’ said Kaz.

Stepping out of the dress she was wearing, she took the red dress off its hanger and slipped it over her head.

Looking at the reflection of this pretty girl, staring back at her in the full-length mirror, she could hardly believe it was herself. Her long shiny black hair cascaded over her shoulders.

She twirled one way, and then the other, noticing the way the dress fell neatly over her slender hips, while her ‘DD’ sized boobs were showing a deep shadowy cleavage.

‘I’d better try on the other dress,’ she said aloud.

‘Sweetheart, that dress is so right for you.’ She hadn’t noticed that she was no longer alone.

She jumped. ‘I-I’m sorry,’ she stammered, ‘you gave me such a fright.’

She took in the appearance of the other occupant of the changing room. A tall girl, probably about six foot, not fat, but she had solid muscle.

She looked a bit out of place in Annabella’s Boutique, as she was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans, a bomber jacket that was open, revealing a sloppy T-shirt under it. On her large feet, she was wearing a pair of trainers. Her auburn hair was cut very short, while her green eyes were shaded by the longest and thickest eyelashes Kaz had ever seen. She was blatantly looking Kaz up and down, admiringly.

‘No it’s me that should be apologising. I’m always being told to stop creeping up on people.’

‘OK, don’t worry,’ said Kaz. ‘So you really think this red dress looks all right, do you?’

‘Yes, love, red suits you’

She stood behind Kaz. Touching her gently on her shoulder – receiving no resistance, she moved her finger, tracing her jaw line, down to her neck, then, slowly she trailed her finger down Kaz’s cleavage. By now, Kaz felt her pussy juicing up. She was afraid to move in case the stranger stopped what she was doing.

Hesitantly, the stranger carried on. The fingers of her left hand found their way into Kaz’s bra. She cupped the firm, large breast in her big hand, softly squeezing and kneading the fleshy breast. Pulling it out of its bra altogether, she fondled the pert nipples that had hardened and were sticking out like organ stops. Getting no objection from Kaz she pulled out her right breast, manipulating that nipple until it too was standing to attention.

Kaz was feeling so turned on. She had never felt this way before. Her head was thrown back, her deep blue eyes were closed and she was thrusting her tits forward, to make it as easy as possible for the other girl to get to her.

The stranger was now kissing the back of her neck. With her big strong hands, she turned Kaz round so they were facing each other.

Bending her head, she placed her mouth over Kaz’s right tit, taking the stiffened nipple into her mouth. Gently she sucked on it, pulling on it, until it became elongated. Moving her mouth across to the left nipple, she sucked on it until it matched the right one.

She then let her hand wander down Kaz’s flat belly, her fingers reached Kaz’s Mound of Venus, and her big hand covered it.

Kaz gasped. Her pussy was throbbing and she knew the crutch of her knickers was getting soaked with her juices.

‘Shall I carry on?’ the stranger said in her ear.

‘Please don’t stop,’ Kaz whispered.

Gently pushing Kaz against the wall, the stranger went down on her knees. She slid her hands up Kaz’s hips, hooking her fingers into the waistband of her knickers; she rolled them down until they were at her ankles.

‘Come on, Sweetheart, step out of them.’ She nudged Kaz’s legs apart, revealing the thick thatch of black hair and with her probing finger she found her engorged and throbbing clit and began to stroke it gently.

She replaced her finger with her tongue and began sucking on the wet swollen and squishy clit.

Kaz had a buzzing in her ears. She felt her whole pussy tingling and, oh, how she wanted this feeling to carry on for ever.

‘My God, you’re so wet,’ said the stranger, going back to sucking Kaz’s clit.

Kaz was finding it difficult to stay upright and she began to sag.

Noticing this, the stranger withdrew her finger from Kaz’s steaming slit and said, ‘Lie down, Sweetheart.’ She helped her to lie on the carpeted floor of the changing room Taking off her jacket, she rolled it up and placed it under Kaz’s head as a pillow.

Then kneeling beside Kaz, she cupped her face between her hands and put her mouth over Kaz’s, her tongue exploring her mouth, Kaz could taste herself on the stranger’s tongue.

Taking her tongue out of Kaz’s mouth – she left a wet trail behind her as she moved her tongue down her body – causing Kaz to gasp and wriggle, as her whole body seemed to come alive and tingled.

‘Are you enjoying this, Sweetheart?’ the stranger asked.

‘Yes, oh yes,’

‘Great, so am I.’ She again gave her full attention to Kaz’s throbbing pussy.

Putting her finger into the wet interior she again began to rub the pulsating clit, gently at first, speeding up, as Kaz’s muscles started squeezing on her finger.

‘I-I’m going to come,’ Kaz said.

The stranger while still strumming on Kaz’s clit had put a finger into Kaz’s pleasure hole, moving it in and out.

‘Cum for me, Sweetheart,’ said the stranger.

The buzzing in Kaz’s ears became louder, and the tingling in her pussy spread to other parts of her body. It came in waves, ebbing and flowing. She was pushing down on the finger, squeezing it with her strong vaginal muscles.

Meanwhile, the stranger went back to using her tongue, licking up and down Kaz’s inner thighs.

At last, Kaz came, moaning softly, her whole body shuddering.

‘What is the meaning of this?’ the shop assistant had come into the changing room, unnoticed by both Kaz and the stranger.

Kaz jumped to her feet, trying to smooth down the crumpled red dress in order to hide her bare bottom.

The stranger, who was still fully dressed, snatched up her jacket, mumbled an apology and left the changing room.

‘Right, young lady, you have some explaining to do, haven’t you?’

Kaz hung her head.

‘Isuggest,’ said the shop assistant, ‘that you agree that you have been a naughty girl and must be punished.’

‘Punished, what do you mean?’

‘I’m going to give you a spanking.’ The shop assistant fetched a straight-backed chair, which was next to the open door and placed it in the middle of the room.

‘Y-you can’t do that to me,’ Kaz backed away.

‘Okay, in that case, I’ll take you to see the manager. Look at the state that dress is in, we can’t sell it now.’

‘I’m sorry, please don’t tell the manager.’

‘Well it’s either a spanking or the manager. Which is it to be?

‘The-the spanking.’

‘Then a spanking it shall be. I’ll just lock the door so we won’t be disturbed.’

Then sitting down on the chair, she pulled up her skirt and beckoned Kaz over to her side.

‘Over my knee young lady.’

Kaz lowered her body over the other woman’s naked thighs. Immediately the red dress was raised, clear of her bare backside. ‘You have such a lovely bottom,’ said the shop assistant, rubbing her hands over the quivering cheeks – spread out before her.

Lifting her right hand, she brought it down on Kaz’s right cheek, quickly followed by her hand descending on her left cheek.

‘Yeowww!’ shrieked Kaz, wriggling about, trying to escape the stinging hand.

Despite Kaz’s writhing and squirming about over her knee, the shop assistant’s hard hand kept making contact with her ever-reddening bottom.

She only stopped spanking Kaz when she had covered the whole of her bottom, turning it as red as the crushed dress she was wearing.

Kaz lay limply over her assailant’s knee – all the fight had gone out of her. The salty tears were running into the corners of her mouth.

Then the hand that had been spanking her so hard such short a time ago, was now, gently caressing her red hot stinging cheeks.

The shop assistant’s fingers were exploring Kaz’s innermost slit, stroking her clit momentarily, then continuing their exploration. Parting her bottom cheeks, she ran her finger up and down the crack, stopping to circle around her bottom hole. Then back down into Kaz’s pussy. She went back to stroking the engorged clit with her right hand, making it throb even more. Putting her left index finger into Kaz’s love passage she finger-fucked the young girl, causing her to buck over her knee.

For the second time, Kaz felt the waves of her orgasm overcoming her again as she climaxed – shuddering and shaking over the older woman’s knee. She went limp once it was all over.

Helping Kaz to her feet, the shop assistant stood up. She removed her own knickers and sitting down again, she pulled her own skirt up and ordered Kaz to kiss her pussy. ‘If you refuse,’ she said, ‘I can still take you to see the manager.’

Kaz quickly got down on her knees and, remembering what the stranger had done to her, she did the same to the shop assistant. Her inexperienced tongue found the other woman’s clit and she began to suck and lick it.

‘That feels so good.’ The shop assistant put her hand on Kaz’s head, forcing her to keep on eating her pussy.

Her body started to thrash about, she was coming, her juices tasted salty and Kaz found herself having to swallow quickly or she might have choked on them.

After a few moments, the shop assistant stood up, adjusting her dress.

She suggested Kaz also made herself presentable.

Kaz took off the red dress and put on the dress she’d been wearing when she first came into the shop.

‘I’ll wrap the dress for you,’ said the shop assistant, folding the dress neatly and putting it into a plastic carrier bag, she handed it to Kaz.

‘How much is it?’ Kaz reached into her handbag for her purse.

The shop assistant smiled, ‘You have more than paid for it, I hope you enjoy wearing it.’

‘Thank you,’ Kaz murmured. ‘Bye bye.

‘Thank you, madam, for shopping at Annabella’s Boutique. You have made a very wise choice,’ she said. ‘I hope you will come back again soon.’

Outside, the shop, the stranger was waiting for her and asked her, ‘Did it work?’

‘Of course it did,’ she answered. ‘Mind you, that was quite a spanking she gave me, but it was worth it.’

‘Next week we’ll try another shop, ‘ said the stranger.

Linking arms with each other, they headed for home.