As she walked through the store she picked a variety of items from the clothes racks, and then headed to the fitting rooms. She found an empty room, hung the items on a hook, and closed the door. She did not lock it, but instead set her shoes on the floor near the door so that they could be seen from the hall. She removed all her clothing and sat in the center of the bench, facing the door. She spread her legs wide, started rubbing her clit with one hand, and massaging her breasts with the other. It was exhilarating to be masturbating with other shoppers so close, and the door unlocked. She played with herself and waited.

He walked down the hall, spotted her shoes under the door, and stopped. After a brief pause, he opened the door as quickly as he could to catch her off guard. She was startled by the door suddenly opening, and instinctively tried to cover her vulva with her palm. This modesty only lasted a second, and then she returned to rubbing it, and massaging her chest. He closed the door and watched her masturbate while he readied himself. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and lowered his pants & briefs just far enough to expose his hardness. She leaned forward and took him into her mouth, sucking him harder, and coating his shaft with her spit. When he was fully erect she stood up and bent over, placing her hands against the full length mirror. He positioned himself behind her, found her wet slit with the tip of his cock, and slowly pushed his entire length into her body. She gasped at how he filled her. Her head dropped down so that she could see his feet between her legs. Her hanging breasts started swaying in time with his thrusts. The softness of her ass reverberated with aftershocks.

As he got closer he reached out, grabbed her ponytail, and pulled her head up and back, forcing her to look directly at herself just inches from the mirror. She saw the desperate energy in her own eyes, her body shaking from every stroke, and some glimpses of him behind her, bucking and working himself towards that carnal goal. When he came he buried himself deep within her, unloading his fluids inside her core. While still engaged, she raised her body up and arched back, letting him run his hands up and down her torso, cupping her breasts as he passed over them. After just a moment of stillness, he pulled out, zipped up, and exited the fitting room. She quickly pulled on her bra, shirt, and skirt. She had not worn any panties, but now realized the leaking from between her legs was going to be quite noticeable to others. She grabbed a new pair of panties from a hanger on the hook, ripped off the tags, and pulled them on. This wasn’t the first time she had stolen panties. She slipped on her shoes, opened the door, and returned to the store with a damp gusset squishing between her legs.