Subject: Shopping in a Short Skirt (f-solo, exhib)
Diary Date: July 12, 2003
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
!!!WARNING!!!!
This file is a work of fiction containing sexually explicit material which may
include depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as
incest and adultery. It is not intended to implicate any person or action by
them or me, nor advocate such practices. If you can't separate fantasy from
reality, get professional help - FAST!
The material is distributed as "For Adults Only" and possession by a minor is
strictly forbidden. If you are not legally empowered to be in possession of
this material, do not read it and delete it immediately.
This work is copyrighted �2011 to the author. It may be posted with the
permission of the editor to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area
of commercial sites so long as no changes are made to the content AND the
author/editor information is retained.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Although I wrote this to stand on its own as much as possible, it might help to
understand things better if you read my previous diary entries at
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kelly85/. The "About Me" directory also has a
lot more information about me as well if you're interested.
Summary:
One of the best things about being a teenage girl is that it seems that almost
everyone wants to see you � the more the better. If you're willing - and
daring, the opportunities to tease and play are endless. One of the best places
is also one of the easiest to get to. This is for those of you who have ever
wondered what it was like to be one of those naughty, cock-teasing teenagers who
love to drive you crazy at the mall.
Table of COntents:
Chapter 1 � Planning For Summer
Chapter 2 � Waking Up Horny
Chapter 3 � Getting Myself Ready
Chapter 4 � Detour to Kristi�s
Chapter 5 � The Food Court
Chapter 6 � Shoe Shopping
Chapter 7 � The Dressing Room
Chapter 8 � Back Home Again
Chapter 1 � Planning For Summer
===============================
I was eighteen and a new high school graduate looking forward to college. Thus
this was sort of my �last� summer before becoming a college student and so it
was my intent to enjoy it as much as possible. Fortunately, my parents were
paying for my schooling and expenses so it wasn't like I had to find a summer
job like many of my friends. I DID baby-sit now and then but it was more
because I enjoyed it than anything else. Being independent allowed me to pick
and choose who I wanted to sit for which was fortunate as there were some people
whose kids were absolute brats. Although they may not have known it, there was
neighborhood �black list� that was maintained unofficially between the local
girls.
It should go without saying that I preferred to sit for people with well-behaved
kids but it also helped when the parents themselves were more �interesting�.
It�s funny how so many people think that they can leave things around and
somehow think the babysitter won�t find them., or at least will ignore them I�m
talking about stuff like home videos they made of themselves that are left in
the VCR, incriminating photos �hidden� in the backs of bedroom drawers, risqu�
lingerie, and much more. Well, once the kids are in bed it�s fun to rummage
around and see what I can find. Sort of like an Easter egg hunt for naughty
babysitters!
Besides being nosy when I baby-sit, another of my favorite �hobbies� is teasing
boys. Actually I�m not nearly the tease that some of the girls my age are. You
know the ones I�m talking about - the girls who loved to get a boy all hot and
bothered and then leave him stranded with a hard cock ready to burst any moment.
No, while I did enjoy teasing to start with but THEN I would �put out� as the
boys like to say. Still, there ARE times when teasing alone can be almost just
as fun. Of course I don�t get the physically satisfaction from just teasing but
sex is 80% mental for me anyway so it works out for the most part.
Sometimes when I�m horny and masturbating at home just doesn�t quite quench my
needs, I�ll head over to the mall. Usually I�ll invite a friend or two to join
me as it�s fun to share the experience but there are those times when I like to
go out alone, especially when I�m REALLY horny and my hopes are that I will get
the chance to do more than just tease. It shouldn't come as a surprise that a
determined girl can get pretty much anything she wants at the mall and I don't
mean what�s on the racks!
As I said, most of the time I prefer to hang out at the mall with a friend or
group of friends. There is just something about a pack of girls that just seems
to draw the attention of boys yet at the same time it intimidates them such that
all they do is watch and nurse their poor erections. Being alone at the mall is
like being cut from the herd, leaving you at the mercy of the predators.
Fortunately, I�ve got several friends who share the same enthusiasm for me
�hobby� as me, including my best friend Beth.
My favorite �partner in crime� is my cousin Kristi. A little more than two
years younger than me, she looks even younger making her by far more the boy
magnet than I am. In addition, she is always trying to go at least one step
farther than me - no matter what I did. Part of that is simply her competitive
nature but it can also be attributed to my future ambitions. My goal is to be a
teacher in my old school district after I graduate and so while I didn�t mind
the boys my age thinking I�m slut, I try to not be TOO bad since I know such a
reputation in the community at-large won't help when it came time to interview
someday in the future. Kristi, on the other hand, has no solid plans for the
future and thus lives only for the day. Based on her actions, she certainly has
no problem with being well-known by all as the class slut; in fact, she seems to
be quite proud of her reputation! It doesn�t hurt that her mom, my Aunt Linda,
is the neighborhood MILF, especially since she has been known to have a taste
for a few of her daughter�s boyfriends!
Chapter 2 � Waking Up Horny
===========================
For one reason or another I woke up particularly horny this day, even more than
usual. I must�ve been having quite the dream judging from how wet as my pussy
was when my eyes opened - too bad I couldn�t remember any of it! All I knew was
my poor pussy was aching and there�s only one cure for that condition (assuming
no boyfriends were around) � masturbation. Actually, I usually masturbated
anyway to kick off my day but this morning there was no choice, I HAD to do it!
My hand reached between my legs before my eyes had even focused and all I could
think about was how it would feel to have a nice hard cock slipping between my
smooth thighs. As I lay on my side I stretched my legs out and then curled them
back under me but nothing seemed to help the itch between them. My middle
finger worked its way inside of me and easily slid in between the folds of my
wet pussy lips while my other hand squeezed my boobs and pinched my hard
nipples. With my eyes tightly closed I imagined Chuck, my current boyfriend,
slipping into bed behind me, his hard naked body pressing up against me, the
firmness of his erect cock pressing against the small of my back as he rubbed it
against me, letting me know what he wanted (as if I didn't already!) Two of my
fingers worked their way into my pussy as I lifted my leg and imagined his cock
moving down my back, feeling it as it passed between my ass cheeks and then
hunting for my pussy opening like a heat-seeking missile.
I smiled to myself as I thought about how no matter how many times he fucked me,
poor Chuck never seemed to be able to hit the target the first time. Usually he
was too high and had to work his way down although more than once he
inadvertently tried fucking my asshole but I quickly set him straight on that
one! Typically I just reached down, grabbed his dick and then held him in the
right position (not to mention the correct hole!) while he made another attempt.
The reward was well worth the effort and occasional frustration. When his cock
finally penetrated my tight pussy I would squeeze down on him, forcing him to
push even harder to drive it into me. I rubbed my clit in little circles as I
imagined Chuck�s warm hard cock inside of me, struggling to get in even further
as he pressed his hairy crotch up against me.
As I continued to masturbate, I dreamed of Chuck�s strong arms around me. He
LOVED to play with my boobs (or tits as he liked to call them � a nasty term for
them that I�ve always disliked). Chuck was a boob guy for sure. It seemed he
was always trying to touch mine as if they were toys or something provided
solely for his amusement. Everywhere we went he would try to grope me, even in
school and church! If he couldn't touch them then he would press up against me
until my boobs were pressed tight against him. If all else failed, there was
the old �peek down my dress� game where he tried to catch a peek of my chest.
Not that I minded, of course! Normally I helped him out by wearing clothing
that could be easily unbuttoned or loose enough to give him a nice view. After
all, what�s a girlfriend for if not to please her boyfriend?
As I stroked my fingers in and out my wet pussy I used my thumb to rub over my
hardened clit. As horny as I was this morning it didn't take long before I felt
my first orgasm of the day threatening to make an appearance. I moaned loudly
as the equivalent of a sharp electric shock ran through me, radiating from my
pussy and reaching out to the tips of my toes and to the last strand of hair on
my head. My back arched as my whole body tensed while my hand which was still
working my pussy, keeping me on that knife edge where I tried to maintain
myself, that edge between losing my orgasm and driving myself crazy. Finally it
died down enough for me to relax and I just lay in bed with beads of sweat
cascading from me as I panted and tried to catch my breath. Wow! I can�t
think of a better way to start out your day � well, if you have to be alone that
is.
It felt so good to just lay there with my hand gently cupped over my pussy, just
enough to apply a little pressure but not too much which might set me off again.
Remnants of my orgasm seemed to be floating through me, tickling me here and
there like a feather being drawn slowly over my body. The warmth of my pussy
felt good against my hand as I lightly traced the fingertips of my other hand
over my stomach and breasts. Sometimes I would shiver uncontrollably as I
touched just that right spot and my legs closed tightly over my hand, holding me
in place as I held myself.
Chapter 3 � Getting Myself Ready
================================
Eventually I knew I had to get going although thoughts of another round of
masturbation briefly flashed through my head. Sometimes I could go most of the
morning this way, driving myself hard to an orgasm and then enjoying the
aftermath for a while before going for it again. Today, though, even though I
was still horny, I decided to get up and see what the day could offer so I rose
from my bed and took a peek outside. The summer sun was out and it looked like
a great July day was just beginning. Of all the seasons, I love summer the
best, not the least because usually it meant I didn't have to wear very much
outside. As I went to the bathroom to take a shower and clean myself up, I
thought about what I wanted to do today. Since I was still horny as hell, a
couple of options quickly came to mind. Of course, Chuck was my first option.
I suppose I don�t need to say that he was always willing to fuck me whenever I
asked for it. I mean, what teenage boy would turn down a request from his
girlfriend to come over and fuck her? Unfortunately, Chuck was away for the
week for some sports camp thing so that killed that idea.
I briefly considered dropping in on my dad at his downtown office. That was a
little more risky, especially if my goal was to have sex with him. It was a
mute point though as once again fate intervened. Last night at supper he had
mentioned something about important clients coming in today. Even though I knew
he would do anything he could to make me happy, I didn�t like to interrupt his
work if I could avoid it. Well, that left another option � head to the mall
and tease some boys. Such a trip usually meant no sex, but it was the next best
thing and as I mentioned earlier, was typically a lot of fun.
After I got out of the bathroom I jumped back on my bed feeling the cool soft
sheets against my warm naked body and called my cousin Kristi to see if she was
available. As luck would finally have it, it turned out she was feeling much
the same way I was and it made me hot as she described how she had masturbated
this morning as well. Like me, her thoughts had revolved about some new boy
that she had met and it made me start to feel warm between my legs again as I
listened to her describe her latest fantasy. When she was finished, I mentioned
my idea and we both agreed that a mall trip was just the thing for us today. We
agreed for me to pick her up sometime after noon and spend most of the afternoon
seeing what trouble we could cause.
Most guys probably have no idea how much work actually goes into preparing for a
day like this at the mall. It�s not like you just throw on some clothes and
drive over � which I would say is the scenario for most guys judging by how they
look once they�re there. There are all sorts of factors to take into
consideration such as what age group is being targeting? Options included
teenage boys, young men, or in some cases even older guys and especially
husbands. It was not different than getting ready to go fishing - you had to
choose your bait depending on what you wanted to catch. The teen boys are the
easiest. They aren�t for anything subtle and would have undoubtedly been
satisfied if we simply strolled in nude. It�s sort of like when I have sex with
them � they want everything fast and quick with no foreplay other than what they
thought they were obligated to provide.
It seems that the older guys get, the less blatant they want me to dress.
Unlike the young guys, older men, especially the married ones, seem to prefer
fantasizing more about what they could do with me rather than seeing it all
outright. It�s sort of like where I�ve read that strippers claim that it is
what they DON�T show that makes them erotic rather than what they reveal up
front. In the state of mind I was in today, being subtle was not my list of
options which led me to think of the day as a good day to simply �troll� for
teenage boys.
Since it was midweek, and the older guys would be working anyway, there were
always packs of boys roaming the malls. Although it was like fishing a stocked
pond for me, I�m sure having them around was a bit if a concern for the mall
security guards! There seems to be a bit of a double standard in that regard
because if a group of girls goes to a mall it�s OK but when boys congregate the
guards get nervous. Maybe it�s because packs of girls are considered �safe�
whereas a group of boys is considered a �gang� - something to be feared and
watched.
Back to my getting dressed.
Over time I�ve developed what I guess you could call a standard �uniform� for
each of my �targets�. For today I would be fishing for younger boys so I knew
it was all about the visuals. Thus I selected a short-short denim skirt and a
skin-tight pink cami top. The skirt hugged my hips tightly and then loosened up
for just a few inches. Thus even while the hem might bounce around a little,
hinting at the possibility of showing something if I moved just a little too
fast, the tight band around my hips kept anything private from going on display
unless I specifically wanted it to. The cami was light pink, of course, with
thin spaghetti straps. It was at least one size too small for me, if not two,
which allowed a few inches of my tanned midriff to be exposed above my skirt.
It was skin tight everywhere else and without a bra underneath (I wouldn�t have
been caught dead with one on while wearing this outfit!) it hugged my boobs like
it was painted on and clearly outlined my nipples � even when they were NOT
aroused. This cami is more accurate that any bathroom scale could ever dream of
being. What I mean is that if I gain even an ounce it told me and anything
close to a pound was cause for alarm as it simply wouldn�t stretch enough to
pull over.
Since I was going to a public mall, a LITTLE discretion was required so I chose
a pair of standard white cotton panties from Macy�s. I think guys love
cheerleader and schoolgirl outfits because they are things a �girl next door�
would wear rather than those super sexy outfits the unattainable girls in the
magazines wore. Seeing my cotton panties probably made them think that they
just might, barely, have a shot at nailing me. My shoes were chosen with the
same criteria as the rest of my outfit. Sexy heels were for the older guys.
For my young guys today, it was pink sneakers with white anklets � the same
thing their sister�s friends wore, the girls they went to bed at night
masturbating over.
Hopefully now you see that being a tease at the mall is not as simple as you
might have thought. It takes a lot of planning and experience is needed to pull
it off successfully. I claim success when everyone involved - me included,
masturbates as soon as they get home, or even sooner!
Chapter 4 � Detour to Kristi�s
==============================
I was dressed up with my hair in a ponytail (of course) and with one last glance
in the mirror it was off to Kristi�s house. On my way downstairs I asked my mom
for the car (a minor detail I had overlooked in my planning). She looked me
over and just shook her head as if she was ready to give up on me.
�God grief Kelly,� she sighed, �Don't tell me you're heading to the mall again
to tease those poor boys.� From my naughty grin she knew she�d hit it on the
head and she sighed again, �Why don�t you just go out and find a nice boy to
fuck if you�re so horny? Frankly, I don't see what you get out of just teasing
the poor kids anyway.�
�Oh mom!� I pouted, �You�re the one who told me how you used to the same thing
when you were my age so what�s wrong with me doing it? Besides, I like it when
they look at me that way.� I grinned at her and gave her a searching look
saying, �Besides, I think you�re proud of me, aren�t you?�
�Now Kelly, don�t exaggerate. You know full well that I NEVER did half the
things you do when I was your age and you know it,� my mom replied with wag of
her finger at me. �Alright, you can have the car but be careful.� She paused
and then a smile broke out on her face, �And yes��I AM proud of my daughter.�
Grabbing the keys, I jumped up and gave her a kiss on the cheek and then I was
off! Driving over to Kristi�s house I couldn't help but reach under my skirt
and press my fingers against my clit through my cotton panties. It might be a
bad habit, but I love playing with myself when I drive around town. It�s so
cool to pull up next to a guy in his car and smile while I toy with myself and
he had no idea what I�m doing. Being it was only a few minutes to my cousin�s
house, there wasn't enough time to really get going but it was enough to get me
started.
When I pulled up to the curb I stopped the engine and for a few minutes I kept
rubbing myself. Finally, I shook my head and stopped touching myself or else I
might have just stayed in the car until I came again. Besides, it was too hot
out without the air conditioning going so I got out, straightened up my skirt a
bit, and slowly walked up the steps to her house. Her neighbor was outside, a
boy who looked to be about eighth grade or so. The kid was obviously starting
to appreciate girls as he stopped goofing around with his baseball and just
stood there, unabashedly stared at me. I just turned away and shook my head �
he was a little on the young side, even for teasing!
Kristi must have been watching out for me because she opened the front door as I
went up the last steps. As she let me in she also noticed her little neighbor
who was still staring our way. God, did he have no shame?
�Ahhhhhh, I see you�ve met Bad Billy, our neighborhood�s youngest pervert,� she
said, laughing with me. �I swear he has tried looking into our windows at
night. As you can see, the kid has absolutely no shame � he just stares all the
time � even at my mom!�
We both laughed more at that but it didn't surprise me. I think I mentioned
before that my Aunt Linda was what the boys at school called a MILF � Mother I�d
Like to Fuck. She had to get a divorce way back when Kristi was young and kept
herself in great shape making her single � and HOT. From what my mom and Kristi
had told me, I knew she maintained quite an active sex life. She stuck mostly
with men her age although Kristi has hinted at a few times when her boyfriends
may have gotten more than they had counted on when she brought them home!
Somehow I doubted that she would have been interested in a kid as young as Bad
Billy but it didn't take a genius to understand why Billy had more than a
passing interested in her!
My thoughts were interrupted when Kristi told me that she was ready to go.
Looking her over, I noticed that she was dressed quite similar to me. Her skirt
had a slightly different pattern and she preferred white camis but otherwise you
would have thought we were sisters. Although I couldn't see them, from past
experience I suspected she had on her favorite skimpy white thong in lieu of the
cotton panties I had chosen to wear. We were both the only kids in our families
so Kristi was probably the next best thing I had to having my own sister. There
have been times when I have wondered what it would have been like to have had a
real sister or even better yet � am older brother! Mmmmmm, that had all sorts
of possibilities! We were about to head out when my Aunt Linda came downstairs
to say hello.
�Well my oh my, look at the two of you,� she said shaking her head in mock
despair, �You make the perfect pair of slutty mall cock-teasers if I dare say
so.�
Kristi just laughed and tossed her hair back seductively. �Oh Mommmmmm, sure you
don�t want to join us?� she said with a naughty grin.
Aunt Linda just rolled her eyes at that one. �I hate to admit it, but those
days are over. You girls can get away with it looking like you do, but people
would think I was just a hooker or a some poor woman trying to relive her
childhood.�
This time it was Kristi and me rolling our eyes. My Aunt Linda looked ten years
younger than she was and still turned heads everywhere she went. I could only
imagine the looks we would have gotten if she was with us � a mom with what
looked to be her two slutty daughters trolling the mall for some male
companionship. Mmmmmm, the possibilities were endless and a bit kinky as well!
I knew she and Kristi often DID go out together but she had never done it with
both of us. My mom wasn�t into that sort of thing, at least not at her age so I
had to envy Kristi a little on this one.
Kristi grabbed by the arm and pulled me to the door. She was about to open it
when she looked through the glass storm door and turned her head back to me.
�I see Bad Billy�s still out there. What do you say - wanna put on a little
show for the nasty perv?� she asked me in a whisper, as if he could somehow hear
her in the house.
Honestly the idea really didn't appeal to me all that much. Maybe another time
or place but today I was anxious to get to the mall where all the cute guys were
and now she wanted to waste valuable time on some fourteen or so kid who
probably masturbated every day dreaming of fucking Kristi (and maybe even her
mom!). But I could tell from the twinkle in her eye she wanted to do it, for
whatever reason, so I relented even though I had no idea what crazy idea she was
hatching. As usual when it came to Kristi, I didn't have to wait long��
Kristi reached under her skirt and pulled down her thong, quickly slipping it
off her feet and stuffing it into her purse. She looked at me and huffed
overdramatically, �Well, you gonna take yours off or do I have to do it for
you?�
As much as the idea of having Kristi reach under my skirt appealed to me, I
shrugged and dropped my panties as well, balling them up in a tight wad and
stuffing them into my little purse. My mind was beginning to form an idea now of
what her plans were, and all I could think of was how she was going to get away
with it without putting on a show for the entire neighborhood � or maybe that
WAS her plan! In any case she took my hand again and we stepped outside. My
aunt was close behind us, watching through the door to see what we were up to.
As we stepped out I noticed Billy was still watching and just like Kristi had
foretold, he just sat there on his front step and stared at us, as if he didn't
care that we saw him or not. Is this how sex perverts get started out in life?
I wondered if we would be seeing him someday on DateLine or another TV show on
sexual predators. Kristi led the way to a spot about halfway down the concrete
walk and then stopped, turning her back to Billy and twisting my arm to make me
stand next to her.
�OK girl, now let�s give the little perv something to jerk off about!� she
whispered to me excitedly. �I�ll bet ya lunch I can be nastier than you.�
This was classic Kristi! Always competitive, always trying to be one-up on her
older cousin, especially when it came to sex. I gave her a look that clearly
announced that there was no way she was going to win this one and she just
grinned at the challenge. We both bent over and Kristi looked over her shoulder
and waved to Billy as our bare asses were exposed to his view. As much as he
had probably been dreaming of such a sight, I doubted he ever honestly expected
it to happen as his eyes widened and his mouth hung open like a fish out of
water. I could lonely imagine the dirty thoughts going through his mind at the
sight of our two tanned teenage asses. I spread my legs wider and leaned over
further until I could see him upside down through my legs. Kristi followed up
by putting her hands on her ass and spreading her cheeks apart, giving him a
nice view of her asshole and pussy. Not to be outdone, I reached between my
legs and pushed a finger into my pussy. God, I couldn't believe I was doing
this in the middle of the neighborhood but the wetness in my pussy betrayed the
thrill it was giving me. I pushed my finger deeper into me and looked over at
Kristi who winked at me and then promptly put her own finger in her pussy. The
two of us were bent over fingering ourselves and I wondered how far this was
going to go when Kristi took her fingers out and then stood up and proceeded to
suck the pussy juice off of them like a wet popsicle. Just then the front door
opened and my aunt called out to us, �OK girls, that's about enough. Now get
going before someone sees you and calls the police!�
We both laughed and with a wave to Billy we hurried to my car. We jumped in and
Kristi laughed at me, �HA! I won!� she crowed triumphantly.
�No fair,� I protested, �Your mom stopped up before I could do anything. It was
a tie.�
Chapter 5 � The Food Court
==========================
We both just laughed and it wasn't long until I pulled into the mall parking
lot. Before we got out we slipped our underwear back on and then walked
together to the food court entrance. We passed an older couple leaving the
mall on our way in and I grinned at the poor husband whose eyes were clearly
wandering. His frumpy wife poked him in the side with her elbow and gave us
both a nasty look that clearly indicated what she thought of us but I thought it
was cool anyway.
At the entrance was the usual security guard, a pot-bellied middle aged guy
wearing a dark blue rent-a-cop uniform whose sole mission seemed to be to harass
the kids trying it have fun at the mall. It was obvious that neither Kristi and
I were hiding anything � I couldn't have fit a straw inside my dress let alone a
knife or gun! Nevertheless the idiot stopped us and declared that he had to
check out our purses. Well, his hands may have been inspecting our purses but
his eyes were definitely inspecting something else. He was evidently a breast-
man from the way his gaze kept shifting from Kristi�s boobs to mine and then
back to hers again. This was one time I had an advantage over Kristi. My boobs
may not have been as large as I wished they were, but they were at least a cup
size bigger than Kristi�s. At the same time, that was part of her �little girl�
appeal in that most people would never had believed she was sixteen based on her
boobs � or lack of them. Finally, Barney Fife established that our purses were
empty except for our ATM cards and he handed them back to us while trying to
keep a stern face. We twirled around and looked at each other as we walked
through the doors, trying not to burst out laughing at the fumbling guard behind
us.
The food court was set up with the various food kiosks on both sides and the
tables in the center as you walked towards the main shopping area of the mall.
Instantly I took note of the people looking at us as we walked around the table
area. The reactions were always the same � the boys stared liked idiots, the
older guys stared as well but at least tried not to be so obvious about in their
interest in two younger girls, the girls ignored us and the mothers and wives
gave us looks that could kill. Having skipped breakfast and lunch, I was
starving so we stopped and got in line for some Chinese food � my downfall when
it comes to keeping to a healthy diet.
The place was being run that day by several high-school boys who appeared to
know us, probably from school. That wasn�t such a big surprise as I had just
graduated and Kristi was about to be a Junior so between the two of us we
probably were known by most every guy in school. Of course, we never wore
outfits like this to school! As we paid for our meals the cute guy behind the
register kept looking at Kristi and smiling. I noticed she was putting on the
flirty look back at him and as we walked away I asked her what the story was.
She just grinned at me with that smile and without a word spoken I knew exactly
what she meant.
�You�re kidding,� I said, glancing back at him to catch another look, �When did
he do you?�
Kristi flipped her hair back and smiled at another group of guys sitting at one
of the tables before she answered me. �Ohhh, it was almost a year ago but ever
since he�s been trying to get back in my pants! I mean, he�s cute and all but
damn, what a lousy fuck. God, I think he came ten seconds after I started
sucking him! The only good things was that at least he stayed hard enough
afterwards to fuck me but you know how it is, all he wanted to do was get off.
I mean, I had to do myself afterwards to get myself off.�
I just nodded as I knew for Kristi in the end that was what mattered most. She
wasn't hung up on looks, money or personality. A guy could be deficit in any of
those areas but the one thing she couldn't tolerate was bad or incompetent sex.
Some people might say she was a bit shallow but at her age (she had just turned
sixteen two months ago) she wasn�t looking for a husband or anything so why not
have your priorities straight?
We finally found an empty table where we both sat down. As U crossed my legs I
could feel my skirt riding up my thighs. From the way that the plastic seat
felt cold against my ass, I knew without looking that the skirt must be showing
about half my bottom. Kristi was seated across from me and she leaned over and
whispered to me.
�Don�t look Kelly but you should see the way those two old ladies over there are
looking at us.�
I raised my eyebrows and despite her warning, glanced to each side looking for
whomever she was talking about. Sure enough, over to the right side of us were
two older women who looked to be in their fifties or sixties. I knew that they
had to be talking about us from the way their eyes looked away the minute mine
locked onto them and then they would whisper something and try looking back
again. From the frowns on their faces I doubted they were paying us any
compliments � at least not what they would consider compliments. What made me
happier though (and hornier) were the boys that Kristi had smiled at on the way
to our table. They looked to be about sixteen or so � Kristi�s age, and had
just thrown away their garbage and were now walking over to us. There were five
of them but the one in front was clearly the leader. He was taller than the
others and looked a little bit older but it was his swagger and attitude that
identified his spot in their pecking order. I couldn't help but notice his
tight ass through the jeans as well as the lean cut of his body. Mmmmmm, the
boy was surely in shape! I figured he was probably a football player or
wrestler in school.
�Hey Kristi, looking hot today,� he said as they reached out table. Then he
looked at me and smiled, �I see you brought your cousin with today.� I looked
at him but our eyes never met because his were fixed squarely on my boobs. I am
not sure what it is about boobs that fascinates men so much but I am sure glad
for whatever makes them love them so. I could feel my nipples against the
fabric of my cami and I knew without looking they must be sticking through it
nicely for him to see. My camisole hugged me tight and I loved the way it
rubbed against my nipples whenever I moved.
�So�..see something you like Michael?� Kristi teased.
Michael was certainly bold for a boy his age. He never took his eyes off my
boobs for a second when he answered her saying, �Oh yea, I DEFINITELY see
something I like � a couple of things in fact!� Well, with a hunky body like
his I guess he could afford to be a bit brash. I imagined every girl in school
wanted to get between him and his Calvins! The other guys stood a bit further
back, a little more shy I guess or perhaps it was just the classic case of an
alpha male taking control. Hmmm, I would have loved for Michael to take control
of me! Michael licked his lips a bit and then turned back to Kristi. I smiled
as I noticed that once again his eyes never went higher than her chest. Hmmm,
yep - definitely a boob man!
�So Kristi,� he went on softly, �Is your cousin as �talented� as you are?�
Kristi looked over at me and winked. Well, that helped explain things.
Obviously she had at least sucked off Michael in the past and judging from the
way she as looking at his crotch I had a feeling she was wishing for another
chance at his cock right about then. I figured the odds were he had fucked her
as I couldn't conceive how my slutty cousin would have passed up chance to be
fucked by a guy like him.
Kristi squirmed a bit in her seat, which I knew was a clear sign that she was
horny as hell. Somehow I had a feeling that if she had been alone that she and
Michael would be heading out to his car about now � or anywhere for that matter
where they could get down to business. Not that I had ever stopped her from
doing it even now, it was just we had other objectives for the day and tempting
as he was, he would be available another time I was sure. Kristi couldn't help
but tease him a bit more though.
�Hmmmmm, well I think she�s quite talented,� she said in a husky voice, winking
again at me.
Michael grinned, catching on quickly to what she was inferring. �Oh? Kissing
cousins, eh?� he said with a smirk.
Kristi and I both giggled. We didn't have to say anything as from the look of
the growing bulge in his pants Michael�s imagination was running in high gear
and anything we said would probably not been as hot as what he was imagining!
It was no different than us sitting there in our outfits. Although I am sure he
would have loved to have seen us both nude, we were exposing just enough to let
his teenage hormone-driven mind imagine far more than we could ever have shown
him. His cock was plainly visible in his crotch now � the poor boy�s balls must
have been near busting! For a moment I contemplated what fun we could have with
him but again I held back. It was enough fun for now to just tease him like
this in the middle of the food court.
During the exchange we had both eaten what we wanted of our meals and so I
looked at her and she understood what I was thinking. We both got up and
grabbed our trays. Kristi patted Michael on the ass lightly and gave him one of
her classic slutty looks.
�Sorry boys, maybe another day?� she teased in a bit of a southern drawl which
was funny, at least to me, as she had never been more than a hundred miles south
of Pittsburgh.
�Anytime Kristi,� Michael replied, �And your cousin�s free to join in. I�m sure
you�ll vouch for me after our last time.�
Kristi giggled like a little grade-school girl and looked at me with a big grin.
Yep, she had certainly fucked him before! We turned away from them and walked
over to the garbage can with our trays, wiggling our butts just a little for the
benefit of the eyes we knew were staring at them. We turned down the hallway
and entered the mall proper where I gave Kristi a questioning look and asked,
�Spill it girl, so how many times has he fucked you?�
Kristi laughed replying, �Just a few... Don�t look at me like that - I saw you
staring at his erection through his jeans. God... he has this HUGE cock and he
can stay hard all night! Mmmmmm, I LOVED it!�
Chapter 6 � Shoe Shopping
=========================
We both laughed and went on our way. As we strolled through the mall we
pretended not to notice the stares and looks from almost every guy we passed by.
It didn't matter how old they were � teenagers through grandfathers, they
couldn't keep their eyes off two teenage girls in short skirts � especially ones
as short as ours were! My pussy was feeling a bit tingly from all the attention
so I hope it doesn't sound too egoistical to say that it was a huge turn-on
knowing that so many guys looked at me and wished that they could get under my
skirt. It may sound a bit trite but I love knowing that that most of them would
have been willing to give up most anything for a chance to fuck either of us.
Of course, they knew as well as I did that virtually none of them had a chance
in hell of ever nailing a girl like me or Kristi but I�m sure they fantasized
plenty about it. I whispered in Kristi�s ear, asking her how many masturbation
sessions she thought we were inspiring! Kristi just laughed and I knew it
turned her on just as much as it did me.
We passed by a new shoe store that had recently opened when I noticed Kristi
giving it an extra glance so I asked her if she wanted to go in and look around.
She nodded and so we went inside. It was actually a new family shoe store with
only a limited supply of high heels so we probably would have left quickly had
it not been for the sole clerk in the store. He looked to be the same age as
Michael but he was as opposite otherwise as you could get. Skinny as a rail
and with a terrible haircut (it looked like some �mom with scissors� project),
he looked like a stereotypical geek. Surprisingly, for someone working in sales
he appeared to be quite shy but of course, it could have been he was a bit
intimidated by us. Judging from the shoe styles I doubted that many of his
customers came in looking like Kristi and me, probably more overweight soccer
moms dragging in the kiddies. That said, all in all, he was the perfect target
for us today!
Kristi quickly found a pair of heels and walked slowly over to the guy, asking
him if he had a pair in her size. He asked what size she wore and she shrugged,
telling him that he needed to measure her foot. The poor guy looked totally
flustered at this point but he eventually found a measuring tool and set it down
on the floor in front of her. He had to kneel down and position her stocking
covered foot in it and it was like he was touching a hot brand when he held her
ankle. He was biting his lip and I noticed he was looking at her legs the whole
time but trying hard not to let her notice. How typical! For some reason, guys
always think they can look at girls without them knowing it. The real truth is
the only time a girls doesn�t notice is when she don't WANT him to know she has
noticed � if that makes any sense! He told Kristi to wait a second and he would
be right back. As soon as he was out of sight Kristi looked at me and giggled.
�Poor guy,� she said, pushing her foot back in her shoe, �I wonder if he�s
touching himself back there now? Did you see the hard-on he was getting?�
I sat down in the chair next to her, crossing my legs to let my skirt ride up
high on my ass. Looking at my cousin, I gave her my wicked smile and said,
�Well, the way you were coming on to him, it�s a wonder he didn't cum in his
pants right then and there! Hurry up, he�ll be back any second and you still
need to take your thong off.�
Kristi didn't even hesitate. One thing I loved about her, she never needed to
be asked twice to take off something she was wearing! There was nobody else in
the store and we were in the back away from the entrance so she quickly slid her
thong down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She reached down and handed
them to me. I held them to my nose and I could smell her wetness. Oh yeah, the
girl was horny all right!
�Oh Kelly, you are soooo bad. Put those away you naughty girl!� she hissed at
me. I just grinned back at her and slid them under me just in time as he was on
his way back with several boxes piled high in his arms.
�Do you need me to sit down?� she asked him innocently.
The boy cleared his throat and nodded. For a salesman, he certainly didn't seem
to have much to say! Kristi sat down with her legs tight together, holding out
her right foot for him like Cinderella waiting for her silver slipper. Her
skirt was high up in her lap now and the only thing hiding her bare pussy from
view was her thighs clamped tightly together. He kneeled down in front of her,
grabbed her foot and tried to remove her shoe. It should have just slipped off
but he was so nervous he couldn�t seem to grab onto it. Finally it popped off
and he started to put on the heeled shoe she had picked out. He rested her foot
on his leg as he tried to get the strap buckled.
�Mmmmmm,� Kristi purred, �You have nice hands Brian.� No, she wasn't
clairvoyant, his name was on an engraved badge pinned to his shirt pocket. �I
bet you give a great foot massage,� she continued.
Brian started to respond but just stuttered a bit and kept fumbling with the
buckle. Obviously he didn't have to deal with this type of shoe very often.
Kristi kept up the patter though�.
�You know I love it when a guy plays with my feet,� she murmured, �Mmmmmm, it
makes me sooooo horny.�
She spread her legs apart then, giving Brian a nice view of her cute little
pussy. Poor Brian, he just froze. As much as he was probably embarrassed to
look, he couldn't help but stare at the bare crotch that was now exposed between
her legs. Damn, Kristi was relentless! She reached between her legs and ran
her finger up and down her pussy slit.
�Oh Brian, look what you�ve done. See what you do to me when you touch my foot
like that?� she asked. It wasn't all fake either as I could tell from the faint
scent of her pussy that she was wet and horny. Like me, I knew Kristi got horny
as hell turning guys on, especially guys like this who she could wrap around her
little finger without any effort at all. She pushed her finger inside her
pussy just a little, then slowly started stroked it in and out of her as Brian
watched, totally mesmerized by the show she was putting on for him. I had to
admit I was enjoying it as well!
�Have you ever seen a girl touch herself like this before Brian?� Kristi asked
softly. Brian shook his head as he licked his lips almost continuously. �I
like to be watched Brian,� she continued, �Do you like watching me?�
Brian nodded but Kristi wasn't going to let him off that easily. �C�mon Brian,
tell me what you think of my pussy.�
Brian cleared his throat and said in a low voice, �It�s pretty,� was all he
could get out.
�I bet you�ve never seen a real girl do this to herself before, have you Brian?�
Kristi asked. Other than his dad�s Playboys, I was pretty sure based on his
reaction that she was on the mark with that one. Kristi didn't bother waiting
for the answer as she already knew what it was. �Mmmmmm, I bet you�d love to
touch it, wouldn�t you Brian?�
Brian�s breathing stopped as for second, although it must have been an eternity
to him, he must have thought that Kristi was going to let him do just that.
Poor guy � he had no idea how devious she could be. Kristi giggled and pulled
her wet finger from her pussy. She licked her pussy juices off of it and put
her legs back together again, effectively ending the show. Standing up and
pulling her skirt down, she looked at Brian with her best sultry look and said,
�Well Brian, when you jerk off tonight I hope it�s about me.� Looking at me
then, she held out her hand and I reached underneath me and gave her back her
thong. She slipped it on, letting him watch and see her bare pussy and ass for
the last time as she slowly pulled them up and then arranged them in her crotch
with her finger.
�Thanks Brian! I hope you enjoyed this as much as we did!� she said with a
giggle as we both left. It turned out to be just in time as a couple of women
dragging their precious rug rats were entering the store. Even so, I bet Brian
had to be wondering just what the hell had happened! I was pretty sure that
none of his friends were going to believe him when he undoubtedly tried to tell
them all about it later. One thing was certain, his poor cock was going to be
sore tomorrow from all the stroking it was going to get tonight!
Chapter 7 � The Dressing Room
=============================
�God Kristi! That was so nasty of you,� I said admiringly as we continued our
mall shopping., �The poor guy will be jerking off all night thinking about you
now!�
Then I leaned towards her and whispered in her ear, �You know, I�m horny as hell
now thanks to your little show. Since it�s all YOUR fault, what are you going
to do about it?�
Kristi tossed her head back and a wicked grin came to her face. Without a word
she grabbed my hand and pulled me along towards the Sears store at the end of
the mall. We went to the women�s clothing section and headed straight for the
dressing rooms. As usual there was nobody in there (I mean seriously, WHO in
their right mind shops for clothes at Sears?) so we went into one of the
changing rooms and she shut and latched the door behind us.
�OK, so who�s hornier � you or me?� she asked with a twinkle in her eye.
I was already undressing as I replied, �Well, we�ll just have to find out, won�t
we!� I stepped out of my panties as I unzipped my skirt. I then challenged her
saying, �You know the drill, let�s just see who cums first!�
It was tight in the dressing room but we both managed to strip in a matter of
seconds, leaving our clothes on the floor except for our shoes which we left on.
The bench seat was barely wide enough for the two of us to sit and spread out
legs but somehow we managed. Her bare legs pressed against mine and for a
second I felt a little naughty touching my cousin like that. Although we had
been masturbating together for years now we had never done anything to the other
like licking pussies or even kissing passionately. I smiled to myself as I
wondered what she would say if she knew what I had been doing with my mom - and
hers, since I was sixteen?
I reached between my legs with both hands, using one hand to spread my pussy
lips apart and the other to fondle my clit and pussy. Kristi used a similar
technique and it wasn�t long before we were both going at it like two whores in
heat. I looked over and watched her, noting how her clit was already swollen
and her pussy was glistening with her juices. Well, thanks to Brian she had a
head start on me so now I had to play catch-up! My finger ran over my pussy and
a soft cry emerged from me as my wet finger ran circles around my sensitive
clit. Kristi already had a finger up her pussy and was pushing it up in her as
she used her other hand to massage her boobs.
�Oh my god!� she whispered to me, �This feels so damn good��..Oh yea Kelly, I
love you to watch me.�
My pussy was soaking wet, just as hers was, as I alternated between pushing my
finger in and out of me and fondling my hardened clit. Leaning back against the
wall, I pushed my hips out to make it easier for my finger to enter deep inside
of me. God, I wanted to be fucked so badly I could�ve screamed! What I would
have given for a nice hard cock at that moment, to feel it entering me and
violating me as it filled by pussy. My free hand roamed all over my boobs and
torso, raising goose bumps wherever it touched. I could smell the air in the
room filling with the pungent scent of our wet pussies as we both masturbated
together, each of us desperately trying to be the first to cum. At times like
this, when I wanted to cum as fast possible, I liked to dream of my dad fucking
me, how his cock felt when it was deep in my pussy as I gave myself
unconditionally to him. I closed my eyes and imagined how it would feel right
then to have him push himself in me, showing me how much he loved me. I loved
it when he would cum in me, filling his daughter with his love, giving her his
most treasured gift.
�Oh god, I�m cumming!�
I awoke from my reverie as Kristi began panting. Damn! She was always able to
cum faster than me and I was pretty quick usually! Even as young girls when we
would masturbate together she always �won� � cumming much faster than I could.
I watched her fingers as they working furiously on her pussy when suddenly her
head arched back and her hips rose to her manipulating hand. I watched as her
pussy gushed cum onto her hand and then she put her fingers in her mouth and
licked it up. I wondered how her pussy tasted and how it compared to her
mother�s. My tongue liked my lips as I thought about how good my mom and
aunt�s pussies tasted. Like fine wines, each was a bit different and like a
rare vintage, I could have identified which one I was licking with a blindfold
on. I loved the taste of my own pussy as well so given the family history I
imagined that Kristi�s would undoubtedly be succulent as well.
Kristi was cumming hard now. I could feel the softness of her thighs and the
firmness of her legs against mine as she struggled, trying not to cry out too
loudly as her orgasm stretched on. She was flushed to the point of being almost
red and her breathing was fast and shallow. Finally her hips bucked hard and
she took in a final deep breath.
�Oh god that felt so good,� she sighed. � Oh Kelly, I love it when we do
this.�
If it was possible I was even more horny now and I wanted my own orgasm more
than anything at the moment. It was Kristi�s turn to watch intently as I played
with myself until I felt the most incredible sensations run from my pussy to the
outer reaches of my body while my fingers worked their magic on me. With one
hand on my pussy I massaged my boob and nipple with the other. I looked down
and observed myself masturbating as Kristi leaned back, slowly moving her finger
over her wet pussy as she watched her older cousin masturbate.
My orgasm hit me like a truck on the expressway as I could feel my cum gush from
my cunt into my hand. I didn't stop touching myself and thus I drove me higher
and higher into the magical world I retreated to when my orgasms really get
going. It had been too much already today for my poor pussy � first teasing
little Billy, then seeing Michaels cock growing behind those tight jeans, then
watching Kristi tease the poor boy at the shoe store, and finally seeing my
cousin getting herself off. I needed to cum so badly by now it literally hurt
and so my orgasm was incredible. Every pore of my body tingled like I was
plugged into an electrical outlet while at the same time I felt almost on fire
my pussy felt so hot. It was like ocean waves pounding a beach except in this
case it was pleasure pounding my body � over and over and over the waves of
pleasure hit me as Kristi watched, her fingers moving faster over her pussy now.
One thing about doing yourself, you know exactly how you feel and what you need
at any given time. I could sense just when I was peaking and would hold off
just enough to let me stay there as long as possible and then hit me again just
as I started to descend to bring me back to the top once again. It was like one
continuous orgasm instead of a series of them like I usually had. I never wanted
it to end, I wanted to feel this way forever. I loved sex so much because only
sex could make me feel this way, so complete and so fulfilled. God I needed this
more than food, more than anything else in the world. I needed to just cum and
cum and cum � and I did.
Well, I had no idea how long this went on as it was like I was just in another
world but finally my body just couldn't sustain it any more and I collapsed in
the seat, exhausted from the incredible orgasm I had just given myself. The only
thing missing was the feeling of warm sperm dripping from my cunt but I couldn't
do anything about that! Kristi looked over at my crotch with a huge smile.
�Well, I guess you really WERE horny today,� she said with a hint of a laughter.
�God I thought you were never going to stop cumming!�
Kristi leaned over to me and we hugged and kissed. It was just a gentle kiss
between cousins and once again for a moment I wanted to see where it might lead.
I wanted to hold her warm pussy in the palm of my hand as she did the same to
mine. Who knows, as horny as I was I might have done something except I heard
someone coming in the dressing area.
�Excuse me, is someone in here?� someone called out. Damn, it was the store
clerk! Oh well, I guess that was the end of that. I tried to call out to her
but my voice wasn't responding yet so Kristi said we would be out in a second.
We quickly pulled on our underwear and she put her skirt back on as I rearranged
my cami. When I opened the door, standing there outside was an older woman,
maybe in her fifties, the classic store clerk in her out-of-style clothes and
bad hair. She took one look at us with our messed-up hair, flushed faces, and
the unmistakable smell of pussy that filled the air and I knew she had us
pegged. She may have been an old bag but she was still a woman and no woman
could mistake that smell for anything other than what it was! Her eyes narrowed
and she shook her head at us. It was obvious we weren�t trying on any clothes �
we weren�t carrying any and there was no way we were hiding any in these
outfits!
�Well I�ll be damned,� she said, �Can�t you dirty sluts find someplace else to
do your filthy business? I mean for heaven�s sake, don�t you have ANY decency?�
We didn't even answer and instead just left as quickly as possible. Once in the
safe confines of the mall we stopped and turned to look at each other and we
both broke out laughing.
�God, did you see the look on her face?� Kristi laughed.
�Yea, I bet she hasn�t cum in twenty years!� I said back to her.
Chapter 8 � Back Home Again
===========================
We headed to the mall restrooms to fix our hair and makeup. Afterwards we
wandered the mall a bit more, teasing more boys than I can count with nothing
more than a smile and wiggle of our butts. We probably could have gotten laid
a dozen times easily if we had wanted to, but I enjoying just teasing them like
we did. Finally we decided enough was enough, time to head home for some
serious masturbation. I dropped Kristi off at her house and returned home to
find my mom working in the kitchen.
�Have a good time dear?� she asked. The grin on my face told her all she needed
to know. She gave me a quick kiss and patted me on the ass saying, �Well, I
imagine you have some serious tensions that need to be relieved so when you�ve
finished come on down and tell your mother ALL about it.�
As I headed up to my I thought how my mom was such a wonderful friend and
confidante as well as loving mother. In my room I quickly stripped and hung up
my short skirt. Looking at it I marveled how a piece of clothing so small could
lead to so much fun! Laying back on my bead I started to masturbate again as I
recalled the events of the day. At least at home I didn't have to be quiet!
Hmmm, I bet my mom was going to get horny herself once I told her about my day
at the mall. It wouldn't be long before dad got home and I was sure he would
enjoy hearing about my day as well. Hmmmm, things might get even more
interesting before the day was over!
THE END