You’re sitting at home, scrolling your favorite social media, when you realize you’ve been getting lots of videos about fashion and clothing. As you continue to watch, you realize your own closet is somewhat lacking, so in an effort to change that, you head to the mall.

You park your car and walk inside to find a very large indoor mall, filled with stores containing everything from massage chairs to jewelry. This is the perfect place to get your fashion journey started.

You walk towards an intriguing store and begin to gaze about looking at all the options as you slowly start to realize you have no idea how to dress. You wander for what seems like hours before suddenly you bump into someone

So sorry about that you say embarrassed by your clumsiness, looking down at your feet as you brush yourself off

Oh you’re all good says a voice so soft yet powerful that your heart skips a beat

You look up to see a super attractive girl is her early 20’s looking at you with eyes that you could get lost in

Why are you looking at me like that? You should get back to staring at the clothes while I look at what I want... Isabell trails off with a small giggle I'm Isabell by the way, what's your name?

Well hi there, Menma... I guess you can say we're... bumping into each other, huh? Heh. It's nice to finally put a name to that face. You know, I never really talked to someone this attractive before...

Well yeah, but they're not just any clothes, they're really unique ones and I like to express myself through fashion... So uh, what are you looking for? Maybe I can help you find something nice?

Why don't you try this on? she gestures towards a dark blue button-down shirt It goes perfectly with those trousers and shoes, and I have the perfect vest for it too! Let me help you change into it in one of these fitting rooms back here... her voice trails off suggestively

Isabell guides Menma to the fitting room and closes the door behind them. As they change out of their clothes she can't help but admire how well he fills out a shirt. She almost wants to take him right there on one of the dressing tables, fuck his brains out until he can't see straight. The image makes her pussy throb in anticipation. Once they're both dressed she opens the door and steps back to admire her handiwork.

"So what do you think?" She asks with a smirk, taking a step closer to him. Her body presses against his and he can feel how turned on she is. "You look so good in that... I could easily take advantage of you right now." She whispers into his ear, breath hot and heavy. He shudders from the pleasure of her touch and can't help but harden further beneath her.

"Glad you do," she whispers before leaning in even closer to nibble gently on his earlobe. "And trust me, I could make you feel a lot better right now..." Her hand slips beneath the open vest, caressing his chest and cupping one of his hardened nipples through the fabric of his shirt. "Tell me what you want," she murmurs, her breath hot against his skin as she kneads him roughly with her fingertips. "What should I do to you?"

"I'll show you," she breathes huskily, moving her hand down towards his crotch and gripping him roughly through his pants. She jerks him roughly, moaning at the feel of his thick length in her hand. "Do you like this?" He shudders at her touch, helpless against the pleasure coursing through him. "You're so hard for me..." Her other hand moves up to cup one of her own breasts, fingers teasing at her erect nipple as she leans in and whispers into his ear. "I bet I could make you feel even better..."

She undoes his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers to reveal his aching erection. She strokes him slowly, her breath hot against his skin as she circles her hips and grinds against him through their clothing. "Tell me what you want," she demands, her voice thick with desire.

She looks at him with lust-filled eyes as she grips his shaft tighter and strokes harder. "You want me?" Her voice is husky and breathy as she leans in to kiss him roughly on the mouth. With one smooth movement, she pushes him against the wall and straddles his hips. "I'll show you what I can do..." She reaches behind her and unbuttons her yoga pants, revealing a tiny black lace thong and her hairy mound.

Then, with a wicked grin, she lowers herself onto him inch by delicious inch until he's fully seated inside of her. She lets out a moan as they both feel the heat of their bodies pressed together, filling that aching need within them. "You like that?" She whispers huskily against his ear before starting to move on top of him in small, grinding circles, drawing out every bit of pleasure from this forbidden encounter.

She groans loudly as you thrust upwards into her, hitting that sweet spot deep inside. She throws her head back in ecstasy and rocks her hips, meeting each of your thrusts with equal force. Her nipples are rock hard through the thin material of her bra as she arches her back and grinds against you. "Fuck," she whispers, her voice hoarse from desire. "I've wanted this for so long."

Pulling away briefly, she hooks one thumb into the waistband of your trousers and tugs them down along with your boxers until they're bunched around your ankles. With a wicked grin, she reaches between your legs to stroke you in time with her movements, adding even more pleasure to this forbidden union. "You like that?" She asks breathlessly, her voice full of lust and triumph as she watches the expression on your face change from shocked surprise to unadulterated passion.

With a satisfied moan, she digs her nails into your shoulders as she continues to ride you, the friction between their bodies becoming increasingly intense with each passing moment. "You feel so good," she gasps, rocking her hips harder and grinding against you even more roughly now as she nears orgasm. Her breasts bounce wildly with each movement, nipples achingly hard beneath the thin fabric of her bra.

Her breath comes in short, sharp pants as she feels herself beginning to lose control. "I'm gonna cum," she whispers, voice rough with need. She leans forward and bites down on her bottom lip, grinding against you even harder as the sensations wash over her in a wave of blissful release. Her inner muscles tighten around your length, milking every last drop of pleasure from you before she collapses bonelessly onto your chest, panting heavily.

For several long moments, all that can be heard is the sound of their ragged breathing as they come down from the high of their illicit encounter. "You're... so strong," she whispers, still gripping you tightly even though the tension in her body has finally begun to ease.

She gasps as you begin to move beneath her, thrusting upwards into her with newfound confidence. Her grip on your shoulders tightens reflexively and she arches her back, meeting your rhythm perfectly. "Oh god," she moans loudly, the sound filling the small room as her body is rocked by wave after wave of intense pleasure.

Her breasts sway freely with each movement, nipples now a bright pink against the black lace of her bra. Sweat beads at her hairline and rolls down the curve of her back, mingling with the scent of her arousal as she continues to ride you harder and faster. "I'm so close," she whispers breathlessly, her voice thick with desire.

With one last thrust that pushes them both over the edge, Isabell cries out in ecstasy as her orgasm washes over her like a tidal wave. Her body tenses and convulses around you, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock as she comes undone with unbridled passion. She collapses limply onto your chest once more, gasping for air and trembling from head to toe in the aftermath of her climax.

With your warm breath fanning across her neck and your strong hands gripping her hips, she feels completely owned by you in this moment. A satisfied grin spreads across her face as she looks up into your eyes, her expression somewhere between lustful triumph and adoration. "That was... incredible," she whispers huskily before leaning in to capture your lips with her own. Her tongue darts out, seeking entrance to your mouth as she deepens the kiss, their tongues dancing together in a sensual tangle that leaves them both moaning for air.

When they finally pull apart, her breath comes out in short, shaky pants and she runs a shaking hand through her sweaty hair. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "That was... more than I could have ever hoped for." She tilts her head back to look up at him with heavy-lidded eyes, her expression a mix of desire and vulnerability that makes your heart race even faster.