Hot amateur milf creampied in Outlet Mall dressing room

The Electric Charge of Taboo: A Spicy Mall Encounter

It was a scorching summer day and Lisa, a 35-year-old married woman with a penchant for naughty adventures, found herself wandering aimlessly through the outlet mall. Her hubby had dragged her along, eager to score some bargains, but Lisa’s mind was preoccupied with thoughts of adventure. She hadn’t been laid in weeks – her workaholic husband was always too exhausted for intimacy, and their sexy times had become as routine as the milk run.

As she.price through racks of discount clothes, Lisa felt a familiar spark building in her loins. Her violet-haired pussy was beginning to tingle with desire. She needed a real man to fuck her.

That’s when she noticed him – a strapping young buck, maybe 19 or 20, browsing through the men’s section with a pissed off expression. Lisa felt an immediate attraction, and without thinking, she sauntered over.

“Hey there,” she purred, cocking a hip. “You look awfully bored.”

The young man turned, his blue eyes widening as they raked over Lisa’s body. She did look good, in cutoff denim shorts and a tight little camisole. “Yeah, I hate this shit,” he grumbled. “Those bitches just dragged me here.”

“Well, maybe we can find a way to liven things up…” Lisa purred suggestively.

The young stud’s cock perked up at that, and Lisa could see the tent forming in his stretched too-tight Chucks. She licked her lips.

“Follow me,” she ordered, turning on her ankle boots and sashaying towards the back. This mall was like a maze, with long corridors and hidden dressing rooms that no one ever used.

Lisa led him into one, shutting and locking the door behind her. The boy looked torn between nervousness and excitement. “Don’t worry…” Lisa cooed, running a hand down his chest. “Just do as I say, and I’ll make sure you never forget this day.”

She went to her knees before him, tugging his zipper down. The punk boy groaned as she fished out his cock, rock hard already.

“Mmmm,” Lisa crooned, wrapping her fingers around his shaft. “Such a nice, big boy you are.” The young stud made a strangled noise as Lisa began to pump his thick length.

Lisa’s violet pussy was absolutely throbbing now, but she refused to be rushed. She wanted to tease this boy until he could hardly think straight. Reaching up, she popped open the buttons of her shirt, exposing her cleavage barely contained in a lace bra.

“Like what you see?” Lisa purred. In answer, the boy reached out to stroke her creamy tits, grunting like an animal. Lisa batted his hands away. “Uh, uh, not until I say so,” she scolded, giving his cockhead a firm squeeze.

With that, Lisa leaned forward and wrapped her lips around just the head of his dick. She swirled her tongue around it, marvelling at how hard and hot he was in her mouth.

The young stud decided he couldn’t wait anymore. He tangled his fingers in Lisa’s hair and yanked her forward, forcing his cock down her throat. Lisa gargled and moaned, but didn’t protest. She loved getting force-fed dick by dominant studs.

After sucking him rapidly for several minutes, Lisa knew the boy was close to the edge. She could taste the salt of his presem on her tongue. Curling her hand around his shaft, she pumped hard and fast. “Cum for me, baby,” she urged. “Paint my pretty face.”

With a howl of ecstasy the punk boy did just that. Thick ropes of jizz splatted onto Lisa’s face and tits, the pearly substance dripping down her skin. Lisa moaned in delight, rubbing the liquid into her satiny flesh.

She stood up and stripped off her clothes obediently when the stud shoved her against the fitting room mirror. Lisa’s wet, needy pussy clenched as he eyed her expanse of bare skin hungrily.

“Git over here,” he growled, grabbing her hips and spinning her around. Lisa braced her hands on her knees as the boy kicked her feet open and entered her from behind.

“Ohhh fuuuckk!” Lisa wailed as the young stud began to pound into her roughly. The sound of slapping flesh and Lisa’s ragged cries of pleasure filled the small room.

Lisa’s husband was way too gentle, far too reverent with her body. But this nasty boy was fucking her like a bitch in heat. He spanked her ass and yanked her hair as he slammed into her again and again.

“Harder!” Lisa begged, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Punish me!”

The punk’s balls slapped her clit with every pump of his hips, and he fucked her so hard the mirror rattled. Lisa screamed as the orgasam hit, her cunt walls spasming around him.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” the boy panted, hammering into her. “You ready for my load?”

Lisa just moaned in response, pushing her ass back for him. With a loud groan he buried himself balls-deep and pumped his essence into her pussy.

Lisa could feel every hot spurt as the boy emptied his balls inside her. When he pulled out, gobs of milky white cream seeped from her well-used hole.

“Mmm, what a naughty, messy boy you are,” Lisa purred, scooping some of the cum and bringing it to her lips. She sucked her fingers clean and the boy groaned.

“Damn, you’re some kind of fucking freak, lady.”

Lisa just smiled. Reactivating her sexy, she cracked the dressing room door and hunted for her scattered clothes. “I’m many things,” she cooed over her shoulder. “But freaky comes the closest. Thanks for the nice ride, babe.”

Righting herself, she disappeared into the mall, leaving the dazed and naked punk alone with his thoughts. Lisa didn’t look back. She already had next week in mind, and those sexy male clerks at the candle store.

What a perfectly wicked way to spend a summer’s day.