Quickie public fuck in J.C. Penney dressing room

Title: “Up Against The Racks: A Risque Quickie in the Department Store Dressing Room”

Despite the bustling crowds milling about J.C. Penney on a busy Saturday afternoon, Samantha felt a tingle of excitement as she followed her much younger lover, Brad, into the ladies fitting room. The curvy, 42-year-old brunette mom had been dating the lanky, 23-year-old skate punk for a few steamy months, and their chemistry was undeniable. Sure, she was old enough to be his mother, but Samantha didn’t give a damn – she enjoyed the thrill of sneaking around behind her husband’s back with her naughty plaything.

“Brad, baby, are you sure about this?” Samantha purred, her voice dripping with arousal as she followed his toned, muscular frame into the small dressing room. “What if someone catches us?”

Brad smirked, his blue eyes gleaming with mischief as he locked the door behind them. He pressed Samantha up against the wall, his hands roaming her voluptuous curves. “That’s part of the fun, isn’t it, MILF? The risk of getting caught only makes it hotter.”

Samantha moaned as Brad’s fingers found their way under her short skirt, stroking her wet pussy. She reached down to palm his stiffening cock through his tight jeans. “Fuck, I love how big and hard you always are for me, Brad.”

“Only for you, baby,” Brad groaned, kissing her deeply as his hands pushed her top up, revealing her large, bounced breasts spilling out of a lacy bra. He pulled the bra down, exposing her nipples and began to suck on them eagerly.

“Oh god, yes,” Samantha gasped. “Fuck me, Brad. Right here against this wall. I want you so much.”

Brad wasted no time, unzipping his fly to unleash his throbbing 8-inch cock. Samantha eagerly dropped to her knees, wrapping her plump, glossy lips around his head and swirling her tongue. She sucked him with vigor, moaning around his flesh as she bobbed up and down his length.

“Shit, your mouth feels so good,” Brad groaned, fingers tangling in Samantha’s hair. After a few minutes, he pulled her up and spun her around to face the wall. Samantha yelped in surprise and delight as Brad flipped up her skirt and yanked her panties aside.

“I’m gonna fuck this needy clit so hard,” he whispered huskily in her ear, followed by sinking deep within her slick folds. Samantha arched her back with a helpless moan, gripping the fitting room walls for balance as Brad began to pound into her from behind. His hands reached around to rub her clit in tight circles.

She bucked back against him, the feel of his thick cock stretching her pussy combined with the forbidden location making her head spin with lust. “Yes, fuck me just like that baby,” Samantha whimpered, “Right here in the middle of the store. I fucking love it.”

“You’re such a bad fucking MILF slut,” Brad grunted as he rutted into her. “Taking cock in a fucking public dressing room. I’m gonna make you cum so hard, you’ll forget your own fucking name.”

Samantha could only moan wantonly in response, her pussy clenching around Brad’s driving cock as her body tensed in anticipation. She was so close… Brad hammered mercilessly into her, his balls slapping against her ass.

“Yes, fuck, I’m gonna…FUCK!” Samantha’s eyes rolled back as a mind-numbing orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy spasmed and gushed around Brad’s pistoning member as she came harder than she had in years.

“Shit, here it comes,” Brad groaned. With a few more rough thrusts, he pressed Samantha tightly against the wall, burying himself deep as he exploded inside her. Samantha whimpered and clenched, milking every drop of his hot seed as it painted her insides.

They collapsed together for a moment, panting as their bodies quivered with the aftershocks of their illicit coupling. Brad eventually pulled out with a satisfied grunt. Samantha reached down to feel their combined juices leaking down her thighs.

“God that was so hot,” she panted, turning to face him with a wicked grin. “We definitely have to do this again sometime.”

“Anytime, MILF,” Brad chuckled, tucking himself back into his jeans. “Just say the word.”

Samantha kissed him deeply, savoring the taste before smirking. “Well, I should probably go clean up before my husband wonders what’s taking so long. But thanks for the incredible quickie, baby.”

“Anytime, sexy.” With one more squeeze of her ass, Brad unlocked the fitting room door and stepped out, leaving Samantha to straighten herself up with a naughty smile on her flushed face.

She knew she’d be replaying their risky dalliance in her head, reliving the heat of it, for days to come. And Brad better be ready – she planned on collecting on that offer of a repeat performance very soon. Curvy MILF wife Samantha had discovered she really, really enjoyed playing risky in public with her hot young lover.