As we walked up the street hand in hand, Brenda pointed me to a small specialist clothing shop. It was one that I had never been in or, for that matter, even seen before. As we entered, I notice a nice-looking lady at the till. She smiled at us and I couldn?t help, but smile back.Brenda went over and spoke to her, as I wandered around looking at the clothes but more at the prices of the items. I couldn?t help it, and I just stared at them, as I thought that this clothes boutique was extraordinarily expensive, with the cost of some items making me visibly gulp.From the counter, Brenda chuckled at me, and then wafted her hand in the direction of the clothes.?Have a good look around, my dear.?I realised Brenda must have seen me checking the price tags as the next thing she said, quite loudly, ?I have told you, do not worry about the price of items, as I am fucking paying.?The loud comment made me quickly glance around the shop. As Brenda using the f-word so loudly had left me a little self-conscious; but luckily, we were the only customers.The clothes seemed so different from what I was used to buying in the local department store. I went to the nearest rack and looked at the first item, very brief yellow stretch shorts. I thought, maybe something you could wear at the beach, but I quickly put the item back when I saw the price, twenty pounds!It was only then I felt Brenda come up behind me. She got so close that I shuddered as I felt her breath on my neck and then her hand on my bottom.Brenda whispered, ?Remember Clare, price is not an issue as I am paying and, you now know, I have a little money.?You would need stacks of money to shop here, I thought as Brenda then continued, this time, a little more loudly, ?It is more important, my dear, that you fucking show me anything you like. I need to get a feel of your tastes,? and with those words, Brenda squeezed my rear and returned to the attractive black lady who was at the till. I swapped the yellow shorts for blue ones, though still thinking these would be five pounds in my local shop. *I continued to look around and I noticed that most of the clothes were for women, but they were not the normal pieces you would see in the big corporate shops. These were all specialist clothes, hardly any material, but far higher prices. I thought the only place you might be able to wear them would be at a private party as the great majority of them did not cover much of your body.The clothes intrigued me, as I sorted through them, not really knowing what I was searching for. It was fun. What girl does not like shopping, especially if you have an unlimited budget, and someone else is paying?The attractive shop assistant came over to see if she could help. I had that feeling that she was also checking me out, something I found unusual as I was with Brenda, though it felt strangely nice to be wanted.Without really taking much notice of the shop assistant, I told her, ?I am just looking, but I let you know if I see anything I like.?I looked up as Brenda came up to me and pulled me close, before saying to the assistant, ?Martina, this is Clare. She is with me and I am looking to buy her a few items for Rainbows.? *?Have you any suggestions??It was obvious that Brenda and Martina knew each other, probably from the local lesbian-friendly bars and clubs. I also guessed Brenda must be a regular customer here, as she and the shop assistant were still talking as I stood there. They hadn?t stopped since we had arrived. As they gossiped, I got my first chance to really look at Martina. She was beautiful and her skin was very dark.Martina had long, straight, black hair and brown eyes, but it was her voluptuous figure that really caught my eye. Nice size boobs, a slim waist and a shapely round bottom. To cover her beauty, she had a stretch light grey dress that finished just above her knees and was pulled in around her waist by a wide red belt. She looked hot and I could not help staring at her.When I looked back towards Brenda, she was now watching me and smiling. I knew she had caught me ogling Martina and I could not stop myself from blushing, though Brenda didn?t seem to mind. If anything it seemed, Brenda was pleased that I had just checked out the beautiful shop assistant.It bursa escort made me think perhaps this was some sort of test.We spent the next thirty minutes choosing clothes. We ended up getting three pairs of different coloured stretched shorts, which, if worn, would be bordering on the edge of public indecency as they cut into my bottom and crutch, leaving a good inch of my bum cheeks showing.We also purchased two very short brightly coloured skirts and a good selection of tops, but the thing I liked most was a red clingy dress, which had a deep plunging neckline that fastened just below my breasts.This dress was almost in two parts. The front and back were red silk material, though the back hung low so a bra could not be worn. The full length of the sides was completely open but laced together with a red criss-cross cord and some fine red mesh net. The bottom of the dress finished about three inches above my knees, so it was quite short. We also purchased a pack of three red lacy G-string panties to go with the dress and several sets of black and also white ones to go with future other, yet to be purchased, outfits.We collected all our items and Brenda asked for them to be bagged and sent to her address. It was a service which I never knew existed, but had been quickly offered to Brenda. *I thought we were going to go, but Brenda announced, ?There is one last item I want you to try on before I pay for all this.? She pointed to a rack of clothes. When I looked a little more closely, I noticed the dresses on the hangers were exactly the same as Martina was wearing. But I baulked again when I sneakily looked at the price, sixty pounds!All I could say to Brenda was, ?Thank you. While I do love Martina?s dress, you have already spent a fortune on me,? and she had, it was well over five hundred pounds.?Not at all, my dear, trust me. It will be me who gets the most enjoyment from these clothes, as I will adore seeing you wearing them.?Then she added with a little grin, ?But of course, that is only if you choose to wear them for me.?Brenda then quietly chuckled, ?I have also not been completely honest with you, Clare. There is something you need to know.?I looked closely at Brenda. I was expecting her to say something about the cost of the clothes but I was wrong, completely wrong. *?This shop is another of the properties which I own. I also own the clothes business that is in it, so in a way, I have not spent anything on you at all.?I knew that was not strictly true, but I went with it and I did not try to argue as Brenda seemed to be enjoying spending money on me!No one has ever done that before.?There is another thing you should know. A few years ago, Martina was my girlfriend. Just like I am hoping you will become Clare.? Brenda smiled and looked at Martina before returning her eyes to me. ?We were together for just over a year before she came here to work for me and we are still friends and very occasional lovers.?Martina smiled and leaned across and kissed Brenda on the cheek before they both smiled at me. I suddenly felt very vulnerable.?Now follow Martina to the back of the shop. She will help you change.?Brenda then added, now speaking to Martina, ?I will lock up while you help Clare,? and with that, Brenda disappeared towards the front of the shop.Martina looked at me. Her eyes went up and down my body. I was not sure if she was sizing the dress or checking me out once again. Probably both, but after a few seconds, she grabbed a dress from the rail and a red belt, just like hers.?Follow me,? she said, almost ordered, then swiftly turned and strode towards the dressing rooms at the rear of the shop.I watched her walk in front of me. I could not but help watch her firm bottom, which she was deliberately wiggling a little more with each step. She was hot. She knew it and was putting it all out there for me. I felt as though I was being invisibly pulled along in her sexy wake.Watching Martina?s ass was mesmeric and Brenda had sort of given me the feeling that this was the sort of thing she would like me to do. It was part of the image where I needed to look available to other lesbians. That is, if I chose to become Brenda?s official girlfriend.We walked through the changing bursa escort bayan area, and Martina opened a door at its rear. The door had a sign which said, ?Staff Only.? I found that we had stepped into a small staff room, which was right at the back of the building. It had a sink and kitchen area, a large sturdy table and a door that lead off to what I presumed was a bathroom. The whole room was very well-lit with sunlight that came through a high frosted glass window. It was light, warm, and bright. The room was also completely private.As I surveyed the room, Martina put the dress and red belt onto a clothes hook by the door. She then turned and looked at me and said with a grin, ?Did you like what you see??I knew she was talking about herself rather than the dress she was wearing, so I just said the one-word truth, ?Definitely.? It brought a wide smile from Martina. I was not sure where this was going, but I had the feeling that this had been planned. I also wondered where Brenda was.It was only then that I noticed her just behind me. She was grinning at me.When I looked back at Martina, she had undone her red belt and put it on a clothes hook next to the one that currently held the new dress. The one I was about to try on.Brenda came close to me and whispered, ?Do not remove your clothes, but go ahead and enjoy. I want to watch you, and I want to see how you lick Martina to a wet fucking climax. My dear, you need to make her cum by using just your tongue.? *A shiver went down my spine as I now knew what Brenda wanted me to do. It felt like I was about to have a second audition to be Brenda?s girlfriend, and when I look back, I think that was probably quite true.David, that?s where I got the idea of making me cum before I told you what happened on my Brenda date.Anyway, back to the story?Martina pulled her dress off right over her head and hung it with her belt. Her white underwear contrasted nicely with her dark skin. She truly looked stunning. I wanted to taste her, to go over and explore her body, to lick between her legs. But it was not until Brenda gave me the nod that I moved forward. I needed this. I needed to pass this test; I needed to taste only my second new pussy.As I approached Martina, she looked at me but carried on removing her bra before adding it to the clothes hook. Her firm breasts came into view, probably C-cups like mine. I noticed that her nipples were pierced, similar to Brenda?s, but Martina had bars in with small white balls on the ends. This was the first time I had seen this type of piercing and I could not help touching and remarking about the jewellery.?These are nice. I like the way they show up against your skin. It is very is sexy.?Martina smiled, and then we kissed. My tongue forced its way into Martina?s mouth; my hands explored her dark, sexy body, and my panty-covered pussy pulsed in expectation. Martina was so different to Jaz. This was such a new sexual experience, and I was being closely watched by Brenda.*We then kissed again, and I went down to each of her breasts, then licked and gently sucked on each nipple. They were hard in anticipation. Martina let me gently explore her body with my mouth, but she did not reciprocate my actions. I felt neglected, though I guessed Brenda had told her not to touch me. She knew that was something that I really wanted and needed. My pussy was already moist. *It felt strange being completely dressed with a beautiful dark topless lady standing in front of me, but I knew Brenda wanted me to remain clothed but I hoped not for long. I worked down Martina?s firm body, and as I did so, I could feel my pussy getting wet. As I reached her belly button, I dipped my tongue in and then gave it a kiss.A shiver seemed to resonate through Martina. She pulled me back up and kissed me; it was her turn to thrust her tongue deep into my mouth. We carried on passionately kissing, our tongues dancing with each other, and as we did so, I felt my pussy getting ready for release. My panties were now soaked.* *******Martina stepped back against the large table, then turned around and pushed her bottom out towards me. It was then I notice that her panties were a thong type and very damp.?I like these,? I whispered as I escort bursa slowly dragged them down Martina?s long-toned legs and my nose took in her essence.Her dark puckered rear hole and pussy came into view. She was completely shaven and there was something else. She also had another piercing just above her clitoris and through her clitoral hood. It was a black hoop with a white ball. It matched her nipple piercings and rested gently on her clitoris. I found that very interesting, so I had a good look at it, thinking that later I need to bring that up and ask about it.As she leaned over the table, I pulled her firm buttocks apart to look at both her holes and I bent forward to slip my tongue in and licked around the edges, before going up to her brown hole and flicking my tongue across it. I tasted her, taking in her fragrance, and I felt her respond with a moan, so I repeated it several times, using a little more force each time.In turn, I pushed my legs out behind me and opened them, hoping that Brenda would come around and play with me or even fuck me, but she did not. She was happy watching and enjoying our performance, though she did lift my skirt up and tucked it around my waist whilst saying, ?We must not get your skirt too wet, mustn?t we, my dear.? *I now had my white, transparent panty-covered ass facing right at Brenda, so I spread my legs a little wider and stuck my ass up a little higher. Waiting and now hoping for Brenda to thrust her plastic cock into me. It didn?t happen, and I groaned in frustration.After maybe five minutes in these positions, Martina turned around and sat on the table before spreading her legs wide. Her bald black pussy opened up for me, and as her labia parted, the pinkness of her hole shone through. It was awash with her tasty juices.This was a better position, as I really could get better access to her bald pussy. I used my fingers and gently pulled her labia apart, giving me a perfect view of her juicy hole, its pinkness in sharp contrast to the dark skin that surrounded it. I then licked and licked, working around her hole, sometimes touching her clit.Martina was only the second girl I had gone down on, and I was hoping that I was doing it right. I also knew I was very close to cumming myself, though I had had no sexual attention from either Martina or Brenda.My aching pussy seemed? unloved.I then felt Martina start to cum, so I applied a little more pressure to her clit and she rewarded me with her juicy girly cum. It flowed freely from her pussy and I licked and swallowed as much as I could as she came in my face. Martina?s moans now echoed around the warm, sun-filled room.Then I felt a gentle rub on my panties, just where my clitoris was located. Brenda had gone behind me, and that gentle touch was enough to take me over the edge. I came in my panties and they became sodden with my pussy juice.Martina and I caught our breaths as we came down from our mutual climax, though my pussy was still telling me that I needed to be fucked. You could say my itch had not been fully scratched by Brenda?s light touch. I stood upright and removed my wet panties and put them into one of the shop?s plastic bags, which were lying around. They were new, and I needed to get more than one use, not being wealthy like Brenda.?Well ladies, that was fun,? Brenda said as I looked over at her and smiled, but also wondered what she thought. Had I passed my audition?I adjusted my skirt to put it back in place, but the still fully naked Martina reminded me, ?You still got to try your new dress on.?I weakly smiled and stripped all of my clothes off, including my bra, and stood there with Martina, completely naked. The room was now quiet, and the bright sunlight now shining on me through the frosted glass, capturing the afterglow of my recent mini-climax. Now fully naked, I like I was in the spotlight, and fully on show.Brenda was watching us both, grinning. The black, beautiful shop assistant, her former girlfriend, shaved, pierced and now sexually satisfied. Her apprentice, me, was almost the dynamic opposite; I was equally naked, white, with a bushy pubic bush, no piercings and still wanting full sexual relief.No wonder Brenda was grinning and taking in the view. She was considering my potential.It was only after a full minute of us both standing there naked, side by side, and with me wondering if I had passed my audition, that Brenda spoke. ?Clare, sit on the table and spread your legs. We both want to see what you have to offer.?