So this is my first story on here, I hope someone likes it.  Its about a girl at the mall having a bad day when a cute guy comes along to fix all that.

	I sat at the bus stop, kicking my feet and glaring at the ground.  Id just wanted to come and get a new couple of shirts.  It would have been so easy to just go in and get them and get out but it couldnt just happen like that.  Instead Andie green and her Bitch Brigade had to show up to ruin my day.
	Id been trying to decide between a baby doll shirt or a cut off T that showed my flat tummy, something Id have to hide from my mom, when Andie and her bitches had seen me.  Theyd started in with the usual shit to antagonize me and it had worked.
	Maddie, how can your poor ass afford those shirts? Andie had asked.
	I didnt know the mall took food stamps, Chrissy had added.
	Im surprised security let something as ugly as you in here, Karen had chimed in with.
	Normally I can just let their shit slide off of me.  I know my familys poor.  I know we shop at the Goodwill a lot and its no big thing.  Clothes are clothes.  I know were on food stamps because my idiot brother got in trouble and all our money was going to pay his fines while he sat on his ass smoking weed all day.  I know Im not the prettiest girl with this crappy ass blonde hair that just hangs and does nothing and my absolutely normal blue eyes.  I know my figure could best be described as flat a board with a pair of mosquito bites on top.
	I know all that and for some damn reason all of their shit just got to me today.  Id run out of the store with their laughter chasing me.  Id hidden in a bathroom and cried until I didnt think Id ever be able to cry again.
	After all of that there was no way I could go back to the store and get one of the shirts.  I knew theyd be on the prowl looking for me so I just decided to give up and head home.
	So I made my way out to the bus stop, anxious to get the hell out of here before the bitches showed back up.
	Excuse me, arent you James Wellss sister? Someone asked, making my day just that much shittier.  Just what I needed, one of my lame ass brothers lame ass friends asking about him.
	I looked up and saw this guy could not be one of my brothers friends.  My first clue was how clean he was.  My brothers friends had to be allergic to water from their lack of showers.  My second clue he wasnt a friend of my brother was how cute he was.
	He had close cropped brown hair and very friendly looking brown eyes.  I could see he worked out from how well he filled out the clothes he was wearing.  I really wanted him to turn around so I could see if the back looked as good as the front.
	Stifling a giggle at my goofy thoughts, I said, Yeah, thats me.  Just dont tell nobody.  I dont want that getting around.
	He laughed and said, I wouldnt either!
	His eyes went wide right after he said it.  He looked at me and quickly said, Im sorry about that. I shouldnt have said that.
	I shrugged and said, Its cool, I know hes a douche.  Hell, the paper knows it, the cops know it, we all know it.
	He nodded and said, Well, the reason I stopped was to thank you.  My sister really appreciates your emails and stuff.
	It finally clicked who this guy was.  Matt Fiore.  His little sister, Jenny, had been in my classes until last year when theyd diagnosed her with bone cancer.  Our teachers had asked us to write to her and help her keep her spirits up while she suffered through chemo.  My granddad had gone through chemo so I knew how crappy it was so I made sure to write to her every day and tell her all the gossip I knew and any dumb jokes Id heard.  
	I was a little embarrassed from the look Matt was giving me.  It was one of those looks that have way too much emotion in it and I get a little freaked out by those.  I felt the heat of a blush climbing up my cheeks so I looked back down at the ground and mumbled, Its cool.
	I sat there, part of me hoping hed go away and part of me hoping hed stay and talk to me some more.  He was really cute and it was nice to talk to cute guys.  I didnt get to do that often enough.
	So could I give you a lift home? He asked.
	I looked up at him, completely blown away by the offer.  Seeing my look, and thinking it meant something else, he said, I just mean rather than taking the bus and having to pay for it, I could drive you.
	Was he for real?  Would he really want to drive me home?
	Nah, I live up on the north side and its kinda out of the way, I said.  Im good with the bus.
	He stepped a little closer and said, I insist.  After everything youve done for my sister its the least I can do for you.
	I was a little leery about taking him up on his offer.  I didnt want to end up in a ditch out somewhere by Lake Mead or something.  He must have seen that look too.
	He raised his hand and said, I promise to just drive you home. No funny business. Scouts honor.
	I giggled and finally gave in to him.  I followed him over to his car and had to admire his taste.  Im not much into cars but this one was all sleek and you could tell it could haul ass.  The fact that it was red and black, my two favorite colors, made it even better.
	We got in and I gave him directions to my house.  The ride home was a blast.  We talked and laughed and made fun of my brother, all things I love to do.  All too soon though we were at my place.
	We pulled into the driveway and I could see the front door hanging open.  Again.  Its over ninety degrees and my jackass brother had left the door open.  Hopefully he didnt burn out the air conditioner. AGAIN!
	I sighed and thanked Matt for the ride.  I started to get out but he grabbed my arm.  Thinking he was going to start something, I took a good grip on my backpack, ready to smack him and run.
	Your doors wide open, he said.  Maybe we should call the cops.
	I frowned and asked, Why?
	He looked over at me, confused.  Someone could have broken into your house. Hell, they could be in there right now!
	His protectiveness made me tingle inside.  There was something about how safe I felt right then that I never wanted to end.  Unfortunately, before he called the cops and dragged them all the way out here, it had to end.
	Its cool, Matt.  Dumbass just didnt close the door.  He does this shit all the time, I said.
	Are you sure? He asked.
	I smiled and said, Yes, Im sure.
	He let go of my arm and I had to stop myself from grabbing his hand and putting it back.  I really liked the way his hand felt on me.
	Well, just to be safe, maybe I should look around, he said.
	Okay, I said, trying to hide my happiness at the idea.  Anything just to spend a little more time with him.
	We got out of the car and he made wait so he could go first.  I didnt mind since it gave me an opportunity to check out his ass.  He filled out the back of his jeans beautifully and all I wanted to do was reach out and feel his tight buns.
	Once inside, I closed the door and we did a walkthrough of the house. Most of the house was pretty clean.  Mom and I work hard to keep my brother James from making the house into a craphole.  Well, except his room and there was no way I was going in there.
	When we got to my room, I walked in and tossed my bag on the bed.  Matt took a look around and must have seen I was a normal thirteen year old girl.  I had posters of boys all over my walls.  I had a bed, a desk with a crappy laptop on it that Mom really shouldnt have bought me and I had clothes.
	His eyes stopped on my clothes hamper and little smirk pulled his lips up.  I looked over to see what he was looking at and wished I could die.  
	On top of my clothes were the panties Id word yesterday.  The cute blue, lacy ones that were really soft and way too see thru.  They were also not for some strange guys eyes.
	Oh God, I said, cupping my hands over my face to hide my embarrassment.
	Matt laughed and said, Its okay.  Its not like I havent seen a girls panties before.  I do have a little sister, you know?
	I made a face at him and said, Eww!  You check out your sisters panties?
	He laughed and shook his head at me.  You know what I mean.  Dont be a brat
	Yeah, well, youre not the one with some guy checking out your panties, I said, sticking my tongue out at him.
	Would it make you feel better if you saw mine? He asked.
	My laughter cut off right there.  My throat closed up and I could not ever speak.  Was he for real?  
	He laughed again and said, You should see the look on your face.
	My surprise instantly turned to anger.  I did not like to be teased.
	Seeing my look, he raised his hands and said, Im kidding!
	I shrugged, the moment between us gone, and said, Whatever.
	Okay, that was kind of a dick move. Im sorry, he said, a smirk all over his face.  I was serious about the underwear though.  As long as its our secret.
	I laughed and said, Like anyone would believe YOU would show ME your underwear.
	His smirk disappeared and was replaced by a serious look.  As pretty as you are, how COULDNT they believe?
	The blush on my face burned so hot Im surprised it didnt light the house on fire.  I waved away his compliment and asked, Werent you going to show me something?
	His grin crept back onto his face and he pulled his shirt up, letting me see the tanned and toned muscles of his stomach.  Holding his shirt up, he grabbed the edge of his underwear that were peeking just about the waistband of his shorts.  He gave them a little tug, showing my just a glimpse of the fabric before he dropped his shirt back down.
	I was very disappointed in the lack of a show and I asked, Thats it?
	Do you know how much trouble I could get in for just THAT? He asked.
	Do you know how much trouble you could get into just for being alone with a thirteen year old girl?I asked back.
	He looked towards the door of my room and I knew he was thinking about bolting.  He looked back at me for a long time before he grabbed the front of his shorts and said, Remember, you promised.
	I did.  Scouts honor, I said, eager for a show.
	I sat on the edge of my bed and watched him.  He looked at me again before shaking his head and saying, I cant believe Im doing this.
	He unbuttoned his short, slid the zipper down and then let them fall to the floor.  My eyes soaked up the image of him standing there in a pair of black, silky boxers.  I stared, unable to peel my eyes off of his boxers or the lump in the front of them.  
	Happy? He asked, not moving to pull up his shorts.  When I could pull my eyes up to look at him I could see the very smug look he had on his face.  He was enjoying the attention.
	Before my brain could engage my mouth said, Id be even happier if those boxers were on the floor.
	I called my hands over my mouth, not believing I had just said that.  A shocked look passed across Matts face and then his damn grin was back.
	How about you show me yours and Ill show you mine? He asked, his voice practically purring.
	I stared at him.  This couldnt be real.  I had to be dreaming.  No way would a guy as hot as him want to see my skinny little body.
	Seeing my nervousness, he said, You dont have to do anything.  If you want to stop I can go right now.
	No! I shouted.  Leaving was the LAST thing I wanted him to do.
	Shaking from how anxious I was, I kicked off my shoes and stood up.
	What do I do? I asked, barely able to look at him I was so scared and nervous and everything.
	He pulled his shirt off, giving me a chance to check out his chest.  It was all I could do to not run over and run my hands all over his hard muscles.
	You turn, he said.  Just your shirt and shorts.
	I looked down at the floor and whispered, Im not wearing anything under my shirt.
	No bra? He asked.
	I shook my head and said, No.  I dont need one as small as I am.
	I still want to see you, he said, making my heart hammer in my chest.  I want to see ALL of you.
	His words made me shiver.  No guy had ever said or done anything like this with me.  It was almost too much for me to deal with.
	I unsnapped the button on my shorts and slid them off.  He got an eyeful of white cotton panties.  I knew how sexy those things did not look and was sure he would laugh.  When he didnt I looked up and saw him looking at me hungrily.  Id never had a guy look at me like that before and now I wished I could have every guy looking at me like that.  It made my stomach flutter and a built a fire between my legs.
	I took a deep breath; sure this was going to scare him off.  With my eyes squeezed closed, I grabbed my shirt and yanked it off.  I waited there, waiting for the sound of his laughter or some joke about tiny tits but it never came.
	I took the risk of opening my eyes and was shocked by the look on his face.  He was staring at my chest, his eyes wide and a look of adoration on his face.
	He met my eyes and asked, Do you know how beautiful you are?
	I couldnt hide the blush since it climbed up my chest and across my face.  I stood there, not sure what to do so I just let my arms hang at my sides while he checked me out.
	He licked his lips and said, I want to see the rest.
	Normally there was no way Id get naked with some guy Id just met.  But there was something about him.  The way hed been nice to me and how cute he was helped but what really did it for me was the way he was looking at me.  The hunger and need in his eyes made me feel like I was the only thing in the universe he wanted.  Me and nothing else.
	I pulled down my panties, this time not closing me eyes because I didnt want to miss the look on his face.  He sucked in a breath and said, My God youre so beautiful.
	I knew he was turned on by my lack of hair.  Id seen on the Internet that guys got really hot and bothered for a bare pussy and mine was as bare as could be.  Id hit puberty, as I could tell you from the hell that were my periods, but still I hadnt grown but a couple of tiny, wispy hairs around my pussy.
	While he stared at me, I happened to glace back down at his boxers and felt my jaw hang open.  The lump in it early had turned to a full on tent!  His boxers had even pulled a little away from his stomach his cock was so hard!
	He must have seen where I was looking because his reverence for my body traded places with that damn grin of his.  He wiggled his hips at me and asked, Still wanna see it?
	I couldnt trust myself to speak so I just nodded and waited.
	He hooked his thumbs under the waistband and, with one quick yank, he pulled down his boxers.  He stood up straight and I marveled at the sight of his cock.
	Id seen cocks before.  Im a girl in the 21st century with Internet access and all the dirtiness that entails but this was different.  Having the real thing right there in front of me made my whole body shiver.  
	His cock looked huge to me. I mean, Id seen huge ones on the Internet, ones far bigger than his, but still, thinking about how big it was and how tight my pussy was, I wondered if Id ever be able to fit anything like that in me.
	Do you like what you see? He asked me.
	Oh yeah! I answered.
	Do you wanna touch it? He asked, making my heart skip a beat.  The only thing I WANTED to do was touch it.
	I got close to him and gently touched his cock with my finger.  He groaned and his cock jumped, making me jump back.
	No! He said.  Its okay, its just sensitive.
	I stepped back up to him and slowly reached out to touch him again.  My fingers trailed over the top of his cock, feeling how rock hard it was.  I brushed the head of his cock and he moaned loudly.  I couldnt believe it! I was here, touching a guys cock!
	Grab it, he said.
	I wrapped my hand around his shaft, feeling the heat of him against my hand.
	Grip it tight, he said.
	I squeezed his cock, not sure how much pressure to put but I knew hed tell me to stop if it was too much.
	Stroke it, he breathed.
	I slid my hand up and down the length of his shaft, brushing over the head of his cock and making him gasp with each stroke.  I thought about what Id watched on the Internet and decided to try something.
	I leaned down and flicked my tongue against the head of his cock.  He moaned loudly and his whole body shook. He stared down at me and I asked, Did I do it right?
	Hell yes! He said.  
	Deciding to do what Id seen on the Internet, I got down on my knees in front of him.  Stroking his cock I kissed the head of his shaft.  I planted little kisses all over it before I licked it.  I wasnt sure how I was supposed to lick it so I treated it like a lollipop.  I licked it slowly all over like it was some savory, chocolate sweet.  I knew I was doing it right from Matts moaning.
	He put his hands on my head and ran his fingers through my hair.  Id never had a guy do that before either.  I had been missing out and wanted more.
	Put it in your mouth, he whispered.
	I opened my mouth and slid his cock in across my lips.  I sucked it just like I would a candy sucker and he groaned again.  
	If someone had told me Id be on my knees, naked and sucking a mans cock this morning Id have told them they were nuts.  
	Matts groaning started to flow together into one sound as I sucked the head of his cock.  I couldnt get much more in without gagging but he didnt seem to be complaining.
	In his excitement he gripped my hair and pulled my face forward onto his cock.  I gagged a little and had to pull back, sliding his cock out of my mouth.  He let out a loud moan and with all the stuff Id watched on the Internet I should have known what was going to happen.
	His cock jerked in my hand and then the first load of his cum shot out of it.  It splattered against my cheek and I sat there in shock as another load splashed against my chest.  Matt gripped my hand in his and stroked himself hard as he came.  More cum shot out onto my chest and stomach before the last of his cum dripped out of him.
	He let go of my hand and I let go of his cock.  His knees wobbled and he wound up sitting down hard.  I giggled at the goofy look on his face and he gave me a huge smile.
	That was amazing, he breathed, lying back on my floor.
	I sat there for a minute, looking at him, not believing Id just been touching his still hard cock.  I watched as another drop of cum dribbled out of the tip of his cock and I was overcome with the need to taste it.
	I crawled between his legs and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock.  He jumped and let out another of those moans as I licked the drop of cum off of him.
	With his cum on my tongue I sat back and tasted it.  It was kind of like a warm, salty yogurt.  It wasnt bad, just different.  
	Panting, he stared at me for a while before I got up and said, Ill be right back.
	He looked up and down my naked body, a body hed just gotten to cum all over, and lay back on my floor.
	I went out of my room and into the bathroom.  I closed the door behind me and looked at myself in the mirror.  I looked at my tiny little tits, with my small button nipples.  Nipples that were as hard as they could get.
	I rubbed my fingers against my nipples and through Matts cum.  I shivered at the little burst of pleasure that ran through me as I touched myself.  I rubbed his cum into my skin, sliding it across my chest and belly.
	With his cum still on my finger, I slid it down and touched my clit.  I gasped at the intensity of the pleasure that ran through me as I rubbed my clit.  I wondered how good Matts fingers would feel down there rubbing my clit.
	With that thought in my head, I grabbed a washcloth and washed up really quick.  I dried myself off and, still naked, went back to my room.
	To my disappointment I found Matt, fully clothed and looking very ready to leave.
	Hey, he said, looking at the floor, the wall pretty much anywhere but at me.  I gotta bail.  My mom just called and she needs me to run an errand for her.
	I knew he was full of crap.  The walls in the place we were renting were so thin I would have heard his phone or him talking.  Trying not to let my irritation at his lie show, I said, Thats cool.  I understand.
	Would it be okay if I called you some time? He asked, saying it like it was something he had to say even if he wasnt going to actually do it.
	Sure.  Your sister has my number, I said.
	Cool, he said.
	He started to walk past me but stopped.  He cupped my face in his hand and made me look up at him.  I expected him to remind me that we had to keep this a secret but that wasnt what he said.
	Thank you, Madison, he said.  You have no idea how much I wanted that to happen.  As soon as I saw you at the mall all I could think about was you.  I promise next time youre going to be in for one hell of a ride.
	I grinned up at him, any sad or disappointed thoughts banished from my mind.  
	He bent down and kissed my forehead before heading for the door.  
	I hoped he really would call.  His promise about next time had left me very horny and very needy.  I think he knew that and I bet the bastard enjoyed that fact!
