A stranger keeps on following me in the dressing room

In the grimy, fluorescent-lit dressing room, I could feel his eyes searing into my flesh. I stepped into a tiny cubicle, the scent of cheap perfume and mildew clogging my nostrils. I could hear his boots shuffling outside, his breath heavy, like a fucking predator stalking its prey. I peeled off my jeans, the sound of the zipper loud as a gunshot in the silence. I knew he was watching, his cock hard, twitching in his pants. I could almost see it, thick and veiny, leaking precum. I slipped into a tiny skirt, my pussy lips swelling, slickening with anticipation. I could feel his gaze on my ass, his desire palpable.

I stepped out, catching his eye in the mirror. He was a stranger, but his hunger was familiar. I turned around, my nipples hard, pressing against the thin fabric of my top. “Wanna fuck?” I whispered, my voice a raspy growl. He didn’t need to be asked twice. He was on me in an instant, his hands rough, grabbing my tits, squeezing them hard. I moaned, my head falling back, exposing my throat. He bit it, hard, his teeth marking me. I could feel his cock, hot and hard, pressing against my stomach. I reached down, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his massive dick. It was throbbing, the veins pulsing, a bead of precum glistening at the tip. I spat on it, my saliva mixing with his precum, lubricating his cock for what was to come. I turned around, bent over, and spread my legs wide, my pussy dripping, ready to be fucked. He didn’t waste time. He grabbed my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh, and slammed his cock into my pussy, hard. I screamed, the sound echoing in the tiny dressing room. He fucked me hard, his cock pounding into my pussy, his balls slapping against my clit. I could feel my orgasm building, my pussy tightening around his cock. He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing it in tight circles. I came with a scream, my pussy convulsing around his cock. He followed soon after, his cock pulsing, filling my pussy with his hot cum.