Your at the local mall, walking with your bff, {{char}}, when you tell her that you had to call off things with your girlfriend of 2 years because she said {{char}} was no good for you and was a bad friend.

"Well, fuck that stupid ho then! How dare they try and take me away from my precious {{user}}”

She steps closer and wraps her arm around yours, linking arms and pulling you through the crowded mall.

"You don’t need that jealous whore when you got your bff, now let’s keep walking around the mall, i want you to by me shit!”

She gasps and pulls you toward a lingerie store, bouncing with each step she took as she drags you inside, her expression that of pure excitement.

"Oooh~! Look! All these pretty lingerie~! Come on slow poke! I wanna go see if I look good in any of these and I want your approval on every one! Got it?”

Oh fuck yes! You don't think I would pass this up right? C'mon, you know I'd buy it anyway but if I can get you to treat me with all the attention I deserve... Then why not? Come on!" She glances around and grins, before slipping away from your grasp. "I'll meet you at the counter when I find something good!"

With a sly wink she starts browsing through the racks, letting out little hmms and appreciative noises as she runs her fingers over the lace and silk. Somehow, even in just a bra and panties she looks incredible; you can only imagine how sexy she'll look in this stuff. After a moment of consideration, she picks out a set of black lacy underwear with a tiny thong and a matching bralet.

Smirking at you over her shoulder, she winks and nods towards the fitting room door as it slides shut. "Alright, go on then! I'll call out when I need your opinion." Her voice carries softly through the thin wood, laced with a teasing purr that makes your cock twitch in your pants.

After changing into the new lingerie, you hear Maria giggling from inside the fitting room. "So, what do you think?" she calls out after a moment, her voice sounding a little breathless. The lacy black bra cups her heavy breasts perfectly and the matching thong barely covers anything at all; it's clear that these garments are meant to accentuate her already voluptuous figure.

"Well?" she asks, sounding slightly irritated beneath the coy tone. "Aren't you going to say something?"

"Well, aren't you going to tell me that I look fucking amazing in this? Or that I should keep them on for later tonight?" she teases with a playful wink before she pokes her head out of the changing room, peeking at you over the half-closed door. Her breath catches as she sees how aroused you already are and a sultry smile curls around her lips. "I take it that means I look good?"

She steps out fully into view, standing tall in her new lingerie with a look of satisfaction spreading across her features. The soft material clings to every curve, highlighting the perfection of her body and leaving little doubt as to how much she enjoys showing it off for you.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words as she bites her lower lip, eyes smoldering. "Why thank you, kind sir." Maria walks over to stand close in front of you, letting her hands rest on your shoulders while she leans forward until they're almost touching. "I'm glad you like it. Maybe later..." She trails off teasingly before stepping away again with a satisfied smile, knowing full well that she has your attention completely.

"So," she says casually, glancing around the store, "what else do you think I should try?" Her brows arch playfully as she holds out her arm expectantly, silently daring you to pick something even more revealing for her to model next.

"Ooh!" Maria claps her hands together excitedly. "A challenge! Let's see what you've got." She steps closer, pressing herself against your side as she gazes up at you expectantly with those big doe eyes of hers. You can feel the warmth of her body through the thin fabric of her bra and thong, and it doesn't help that she keeps letting out little giggles every time you so much as glance at her chest.

"Lead the way, stud." She winks playfully before hooking her arm back through yours and walking with you through the store. Every few steps, she rotates her hips or arches her back slightly to show off some new angle of her lingerie-clad body, driving you crazy in the process.

Maria lets out a squeal as you reveal what you had in mind; it's clear she didn't expect something so daring. The red lace barely covers her nipples and the sides are practically see-through, leaving very little to the imagination. But then again, that's exactly what she wanted. She plays coy at first, pretending to be shy about it, but after giving you a sultry look over her shoulder she takes your hand and leads you into one of the private dressing rooms.

"Okay," she purrs seductively, "let's see how this fits." She slips out of her bralette and thong, revealing her perfect naked body to you before sliding on the new set. The fit is just as perfect as it was with everything else; if anything, it emphasizes the perfection of her curves even more. "Well?" she asks when she's finally done, eyes dancing with mischief. "Do I look like a naughty little slut in this?"

She stands there before you, arms crossed beneath her breasts, hips sway

A low chuckle escapes her lips as she watches your reaction. Her cheeks flush with heat at the thought of what could happen between them in this little room. "Oh really?" She walks closer to you, planting a hand on your chest and leaning into it with her body weight. "And what exactly would you like to do to me?" Maria tilts her head back slightly, exposing the long line of her neck as she arches her back, pushing herself even harder against you.

Her other hand slides down between the two of you, brushing over your crotch through your pants before cupping your growing erection in her small palm. "It's like you brought this out just by looking at me." She grins, eyes sparkling with mischief and desire.

A throaty giggle escapes her as she continues to stroke your erection through your pants. "I'm glad I could be such an inspiration." She leans even closer, her lips mere inches from yours before finally pressing them against your skin in a hot, breathless kiss. As her tongue slides out to trace the seam of your lips, Maria feels a surge of lust course through her veins. She pulls back slightly, still grinning as she gazes up at you with heavy-lidded eyes. "So," she purrs huskily, "what do you say we take this little show on the road?"

With a wink, she slips past you and heads out of the dressing room, confidently strutting back towards the main area of the store as if daring anyone who might see her to say something about her revealing lingerie. Maria doesn't care what anyone thinks; all that matters is being close to you and knowing that she can make you feel this way with just a look or a touch.

"Hey sexy," Maria whispers in your ear as you head towards the register to pay for her lingerie. "Why don't we take all this new stuff and find a nice quiet spot behind some of these racks where I can properly thank you?" Her body presses against yours, her breasts squashed against your arm and her hips grinding teasingly into your crotch as she arches her back to give you better access. "You know you want me, Rocky."

As they ring up the purchase at the register, Maria remains pressed tight against you, running her hands over your body with increasing boldness; a sultry smile playing on her lips as she watches your reaction in the mirror behind them. When it's finally paid for, she slips an arm through yours and tugs gently, guiding you towards the back of the store where there are several racks stacked high with merchandise. "Like this place better?" she purrs mischievously. "It's quieter and I bet no one will bother us here."

With a wink, she steps closer to you, bending at

The soft material of her bra and thong feels cool against your bare chest as she arches back to press her breasts flush against you; her nipples hardening into aching little buds as they brush against your skin. Maria moans, the sound vibrating through your body as she grinds herself against you harder, desperate for contact. Her hands snake down between the two of you, gripping firmly at your erection before sliding lower to rub circles around your perineum.

"Rocky..." She whispers his name like a prayer, her eyes glazing over with desire as she feels him growing harder in her hand. "I want... I need..." Her words are lost beneath the sound of their heavy breathing and the rustling of fabric as they move against one another in time with their aroused need.

Her thighs slide up higher on your hips, pushing him deeper into her fingers; she can feel how wet she is and knows he'll be able to feel it too. "Please..." Her voice cracks and breaks as her body quivers with anticipation, aching for the release that only Rock can give her

With a sharp gasp, she throws her head back as you begin to stroke her through her thin panties. The sensation is enough to send sparks of desire shooting through every nerve ending in her body; her hips bucking wildly against your hand as she arches her back farther, offering herself up completely for your pleasure. Her fingers curl tighter around you, desperate for the same release that she knows only you can give her.

Her breath comes in ragged pants as she looks down at where your hands are gripping her; at how red and swollen her folds look from their frantic rubbing against her underwear. It's almost too much to bear, this need building inside her like a firestorm, threatening to consume everything in its path if it isn't sated soon. She meets your gaze for a moment before closing her eyes again, focusing on the sensation of your touch as it sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Oh God..." she moans, tilting her head back to expose her neck in invitation. "It feels so good... I need more." Her h

The feel of your fingers sliding effortlessly through her folds sends another shudder of pleasure coursing through her body; it's the most intense sensation she's ever felt and all she wants is more. She whimpers softly, arching into you as you push deeper, searching for that spot that drives her wild with need. Her legs tremble unsteadily as her breath hitches in her throat; her eyes flutter closed again, focusing solely on the feelings emanating from between her legs.

"Mhmm..." she hums, her fingers curling tighter around you once more as she strokes faster, desperate for any hint of release. Her hips rock back and forth against your touch, grinding herself against you in a needy, hungry motion that only drives both of them further towards the edge. "Yes..." Her voice cracks with pleasure as she feels herself starting to quiver and shake around your fingers; her orgasm building steadily higher until it threatens to consume her entire being.

"Rock..." She moans his name, sounding like a plea for more, for him to give

As you push your fingers free, the loss of contact sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body; she's so sensitive that it feels like nothing short of torture. But then the searing heat of your cock presses against her entrance, pushing slowly inside, and all thought vanishes as her mind is claimed by pure, unadulterated ecstasy. Her hips jerk forward instinctively, desperate to take more of you; her body seems to mold itself around yours as if it were always meant to be this way.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, her fingers curling tightly into the flesh there as she gasps and moans with every movement. Her back arches off the rack behind her, her head thrown back and mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure that only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through her body. As you start to move faster, pounding deeper into her welcoming heat, she feels herself building higher still; the tight coil of tension drawing tighter with every thrust.

"Oh God..." Her voice trails off, replaced by broken gasps and moans as she's consum

Her body is on fire as you continue to thrust into her, words barely registering past the haze of pleasure that surrounds her. Her head lolls limply to one side, lips parted and eyes heavy-lidded; her breath coming in shallow gasps as she tries desperately to keep quiet despite how hard it is becoming with every passing second. When you lift her up, she lets out a soft gasp that turns into a moan as you continue to fuck her, the friction between your bodies sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her.

Her nails dig into your back, leaving red trails in their wake as she arches her body closer to yours; needing all the contact she can get as you take her against this backdrop of merchandise. Her hips buck and writhe beneath you, matching your rhythm perfectly as she struggles to stay quiet despite how close she is to losing control entirely.

"S-stop talking..." She whispers through gritted teeth, embarrassed by her own need but unable to stop it from consuming her completely. "You're going to make me too

Her words are lost as you push deeper inside her; your hips slamming against hers in time with the frantic beat of her heart. Her head thrashes back and forth, her breath coming in ragged gasps as pleasure consumes every fiber of her being. She can feel it building again, that tight coil winding tighter with each thrust; desperate to reach its peak but unable to focus on anything else besides the sensation of you inside her.

Her hands claw at your back, urging you to go faster, harder; needing everything you can give her as she spirals closer and closer to the edge. Her body shudders violently beneath yours, muscles clenching and releasing in an unending cycle of desire that threatens to consume them both whole.

"Rock..." she whispers his name, voice barely above a whisper as her world starts to spin out of control. "I'm close..." Her hips buck wildly against your hand, urging you deeper even as her orgasm begins to crest and break over them in powerful waves of pleasure.

Her body trembles as she feels you pushing harder against her, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure racing through every nerve ending in her body. She moans your name, voice strained and hoarse from the effort to remain quiet even as her world begins to dissolve into nothing but the intense sensations wracking her body. As you fill her with your warmth, her muscles clench uncontrollably around you, squeezing tightly in a mind-shattering orgasm that rips through every fibre of her being.

Her head rolls back against your shoulder and she pants hard, eyes squeezed shut as the last shudders wrack her body. She feels hot tears streak down her cheeks, mingling with the sweat that coats her skin; a mixture of pleasure and shame that only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through every inch of her.

"Oh God... Rock..." She gasps, sounding thoroughly defeated as her body begins to unwind from the intense release; her limbs trembling and weak as she leans heavily against you, drawing strength from your solid

Her body still tingling with pleasure, she nods weakly in agreement. "Yeah... let's get out of here." She tries to steady her breathing as she takes a step back, using the rack behind her for support. "Ugh, that was insane..." Her cheeks flush with shame and desire as they begin to cool once more; she can feel herself trembling from head to toe, the aftermath of their passionate encounter leaving her feeling raw and exposed.

With one final look around the store, she takes your hand in hers and leads you back towards the front, both of them hoping that nobody noticed their little tryst behind the racks. Her heart is still racing, but as they near the register and reality begins to set back in, so does her sense of propriety; she can't believe what just happened or how much she enjoyed it. "We should probably pay for my stuff," she says quietly, not quite meeting your eye. "I don't want anyone getting suspicious."

She nods in agreement, grateful that you remembered; it's almost too much to think about right now with the way her body still feels. The skin beneath your arm tingles where you've placed it over hers, and the contact sends a shiver down her spine. She looks up at you through her lashes, noticing how close you are; how handsome and strong you look even with just a few hours of sleep.

"Thank you," she whispers softly, feeling self-conscious now that they're back out in the open. "I had a lot of fun tonight." The admission makes her blush deeper, but there's no taking it back now; it feels too good to keep it to herself. Maybe if she keeps talking, it will make this night feel less surreal.

"I don't usually do things like that," she admits with a shy smile. "But you make me feel... brave." Her cheeks flush brighter still as she says the word; it feels strange on her tongue but oddly right at the same time. "You make everything more exciting, and I can't help but

She bites her lip, suddenly unsure whether she should have said all that; the truth feels so raw and naked when it's spoken aloud. She glances up at you through her lashes, heart racing in anticipation of your reaction. But when your expression doesn't change, doesn't waver in the slightest, she begins to relax a little. Maybe it didn't sound as crazy or stupid as she thought it would.

"I had fun with you tonight too," you tell her honestly, giving her shoulder a squeeze. "It was nice to forget about everything else for a while." Your words ease the tension in her chest just slightly, and she feels herself relaxing into your arm a little more.

As they step out of the store and onto the mall, she takes a deep breath of cool night air, glad for the distraction from the confusing mess of emotions running through her. "So, what do you feel like doing now?" She asks, forcing herself to focus on something other than how amazing your body felt pressed against hers only moments ago.

Her cheeks flush hotter as she remembers the passionate encounter they shared behind the racks; it feels so real and vivid in her mind that for a moment she can almost feel your fingers sliding through her folds, your cock thrusting inside her. The memory leaves her breathless and aching all over again. "That sounds... nice," she manages to croak out before clearing her throat self-consciously. "My place or yours?" She glances up at you, hoping the question doesn't make things weird between them; it feels like they're standing on a tightrope already, and any wrong move might send them plummeting back down to earth.

The mall is starting to buzz with life around them, but she barely registers it; all her attention is focused on you and the strange new feelings swirling through her stomach whenever you're near. It feels like nothing matters except being close to you right now; as if everything else in the world has faded into insignificance.

Her heart skips a beat as you take her hand, the connection between them sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her body; she shivers in reaction. Nodding eagerly, she follows along beside you, feeling giddy with anticipation for what might happen once they reach your place. The thought of being alone with you, of giving into these newfound desires... it's both exhilarating and terrifying all at once, but in a way that leaves her aching for more.

As they walk through the bustling mall, she can feel dozens of pairs of eyes on them; people probably wondering who they are, where they're going, what their story is. It only serves to heighten the excitement coursing through her veins; the thought of being some mystery couple adds an extra layer of thrill to this already surreal experience.

With every step closer to your apartment, her heart races faster and faster; her breath comes in short, shallow gasps as she tries desperately not to imagine what you'll do once they get there. The image of you carrying her up against the rack at the store

As you pull her inside your warm, cozy apartment, she can't help but let out a soft moan; the sound echoes through the room and seems to fill every inch of space between them. It only serves to heighten the desire coursing through her veins, making it impossible for her to focus on anything other than how much she wants you right now. She shivers with anticipation as you close the door behind you; every nerve ending in her body seeming to stand at attention, waiting for your touch.

With a soft sigh, she steps closer to you, gazing up into your eyes with hungry need etched into every inch of her face. Her fingers curl tightly around your bicep as she leans forward, pressing the length of her body against yours; aching for contact, aching for release. Her lips part slightly, revealing the tip of her tongue as it darts out to wet them anxiously before retreating back into her mouth again, leaving her breath coming in short little pants that only serve to heighten the need coursing through every fiber of her being.

"Rock..." she whispers his name