At the Mall

At the Mall by bish21 (kbishop21@hotmail.com)
She works at the mall. 19 years old and tight as a drum. Long straight blond hair to the middle of her back. A smile that would brighten anyone's day. Perky tits, just beginning to ripen with age. And her legs… mmm, her legs.

She works at the CD store - she loves music. I've seen her, when business is slow, dance to her favorites. Gyrating slowly to the undulating rhythms of some R&B artist's latest hit. Letting loose with some Heavy Metal (I'm not a fan of the music, but I am of watching her).

Today, as she's dancing, she gets lost in her own fantasies and can't help but feel the sexual urges rise within her. She starts to run her hands over her body in time to the music, fantasizing of some lover's touch. She cups her young breasts but quickly pulls her hands away, suddenly aware of her public surroundings. But the power of her sex is too strong. The seemingly unquenchable feelings well up within her nubile body as the music continues to play it's hypnotizing beat. The self-indulgences start up again. She watches as her silky soft hands slide over her ass. She momentarily slips her fingers of her right hand over her crotch. She is past the point of quitting.

Semi-consciously she looks out into the mall to check traffic flow. The hall is empty save for a few gray-haired ladies strolling toward the food court. She moves behind the counter of the shop. It's waist high while she stands, but she sits instead just barely covering her tits to the outside world. She turns the music up anticipating the verbal noises to come.

Her hands find their way up under her skin-tight shirt. She rubs her nipples through her white cotton bra. They stand at attention with ease. Feeling bolder, she unclasps the undergarment and shivers as her smooth fingertips explore her sensitive buds. Her face begins to flush in excitement as her slit gets wetter and wetter. "How far can I go?" she thinks to herself. She must quench the fire that burns within her belly.

Letting out groans of excitement, she moves her left hand to her right breast to continue massaging while her right hand moves south to explore her ever-moistening mound. She notices her Levis are starting to show a wet spot where her juices have been flowing for quite a while now. Her digits caress her sex spot which causes her breath to shorten and heart to beat faster.

While she has masturbated many times before, she has never done so in public, let alone outside of her locked bedroom at her parent's house. Then again, she has never felt so sexually charged up as she does at this moment, in the store, music pounding, fingers busy with her womanhood.

She unbuttons the fly of her jeans flashing her soaked white panties back at her eager eyes. How unbelievably excited she is! Her clit is pressed up against the cotton fabric of her underwear, begging to be touched. She slides her pants down enough to be able to stroke her pussy freely. A few wisps of blond pubic hair stray out the sides of her panties. She lowers her hand to her waiting wetness. A gasp comes out of her as her fingers manipulate her pussy lips through the soft fabric. She can wait no longer. Pulling the crotch of her panties aside, she plunges her middle finger deep into her cunt. Her moans deepen as she moves the digit in and out. She can feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm rising within her.

One finger is joined by another and another. Her left hand has started to rub her clit furiously. The first waves of the most mind-blowing orgasm she's ever had flow over her. She comes so hard, she bites the counter to keep from screaming out. Her body jolts continuously as the orgasm takes over. She lays her head on the counter, completely satisfied.

"Umm… Hi, Sarah," comes a voice from what seems like nowhere. Sarah lifts her head up to see her best friend Erin standing in front of the counter. "Looks like you've had quite the morning so far."

Totally embarrassed, Sarah tries to stammer out an apology of some sort. Erin leans over the counter, surveys her girlfriend's body for just a second, then whispers into Sarah's ear, "Don't worry, hon, your secret is safe with me and tonight, I'll show you an even better time." But that's another story…
She works at the mall. 19 years old and tight as a drum. Long straight blond hair to the middle of her back. A smile that would brighten anyone's day. Perky tits, just beginning to ripen with age. And her legs… mmm, her legs.
She works at the CD store - she loves music. I've seen her, when business is slow, dance to her favorites. Gyrating slowly to the undulating rhythms of some R&B artist's latest hit. Letting loose with some Heavy Metal (I'm not a fan of the music, but I am of watching her).

Today, as she's dancing, she gets lost in her own fantasies and can't help but feel the sexual urges rise within her. She starts to run her hands over her body in time to the music, fantasizing of some lover's touch. She cups her young breasts but quickly pulls her hands away, suddenly aware of her public surroundings. But the power of her sex is too strong. The seemingly unquenchable feelings well up within her nubile body as the music continues to play it's hypnotizing beat. The self-indulgences start up again. She watches as her silky soft hands slide over her ass. She momentarily slips her fingers of her right hand over her crotch. She is past the point of quitting.

Semi-consciously she looks out into the mall to check traffic flow. The hall is empty save for a few gray-haired ladies strolling toward the food court. She moves behind the counter of the shop. It's waist high while she stands, but she sits instead just barely covering her tits to the outside world. She turns the music up anticipating the verbal noises to come.

Her hands find their way up under her skin-tight shirt. She rubs her nipples through her white cotton bra. They stand at attention with ease. Feeling bolder, she unclasps the undergarment and shivers as her smooth fingertips explore her sensitive buds. Her face begins to flush in excitement as her slit gets wetter and wetter. "How far can I go?" she thinks to herself. She must quench the fire that burns within her belly.

Letting out groans of excitement, she moves her left hand to her right breast to continue massaging while her right hand moves south to explore her ever-moistening mound. She notices her Levis are starting to show a wet spot where her juices have been flowing for quite a while now. Her digits caress her sex spot which causes her breath to shorten and heart to beat faster.

While she has masturbated many times before, she has never done so in public, let alone outside of her locked bedroom at her parent's house. Then again, she has never felt so sexually charged up as she does at this moment, in the store, music pounding, fingers busy with her womanhood.

She unbuttons the fly of her jeans flashing her soaked white panties back at her eager eyes. How unbelievably excited she is! Her clit is pressed up against the cotton fabric of her underwear, begging to be touched. She slides her pants down enough to be able to stroke her pussy freely. A few wisps of blond pubic hair stray out the sides of her panties. She lowers her hand to her waiting wetness. A gasp comes out of her as her fingers manipulate her pussy lips through the soft fabric. She can wait no longer. Pulling the crotch of her panties aside, she plunges her middle finger deep into her cunt. Her moans deepen as she moves the digit in and out. She can feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm rising within her.

One finger is joined by another and another. Her left hand has started to rub her clit furiously. The first waves of the most mind-blowing orgasm she's ever had flow over her. She comes so hard, she bites the counter to keep from screaming out. Her body jolts continuously as the orgasm takes over. She lays her head on the counter, completely satisfied.

"Umm… Hi, Sarah," comes a voice from what seems like nowhere. Sarah lifts her head up to see her best friend Erin standing in front of the counter. "Looks like you've had quite the morning so far."

Totally embarrassed, Sarah tries to stammer out an apology of some sort. Erin leans over the counter, surveys her girlfriend's body for just a second, then whispers into Sarah's ear, "Don't worry, hon, your secret is safe with me and tonight, I'll show you an even better time." But that's another story…
She works at the mall. 19 years old and tight as a drum. Long straight blond hair to the middle of her back. A smile that would brighten anyone's day. Perky tits, just beginning to ripen with age. And her legs… mmm, her legs.
She works at the CD store - she loves music. I've seen her, when business is slow, dance to her favorites. Gyrating slowly to the undulating rhythms of some R&B artist's latest hit. Letting loose with some Heavy Metal (I'm not a fan of the music, but I am of watching her).

Today, as she's dancing, she gets lost in her own fantasies and can't help but feel the sexual urges rise within her. She starts to run her hands over her body in time to the music, fantasizing of some lover's touch. She cups her young breasts but quickly pulls her hands away, suddenly aware of her public surroundings. But the power of her sex is too strong. The seemingly unquenchable feelings well up within her nubile body as the music continues to play it's hypnotizing beat. The self-indulgences start up again. She watches as her silky soft hands slide over her ass. She momentarily slips her fingers of her right hand over her crotch. She is past the point of quitting.

Semi-consciously she looks out into the mall to check traffic flow. The hall is empty save for a few gray-haired ladies strolling toward the food court. She moves behind the counter of the shop. It's waist high while she stands, but she sits instead just barely covering her tits to the outside world. She turns the music up anticipating the verbal noises to come.

Her hands find their way up under her skin-tight shirt. She rubs her nipples through her white cotton bra. They stand at attention with ease. Feeling bolder, she unclasps the undergarment and shivers as her smooth fingertips explore her sensitive buds. Her face begins to flush in excitement as her slit gets wetter and wetter. "How far can I go?" she thinks to herself. She must quench the fire that burns within her belly.

Letting out groans of excitement, she moves her left hand to her right breast to continue massaging while her right hand moves south to explore her ever-moistening mound. She notices her Levis are starting to show a wet spot where her juices have been flowing for quite a while now. Her digits caress her sex spot which causes her breath to shorten and heart to beat faster.

While she has masturbated many times before, she has never done so in public, let alone outside of her locked bedroom at her parent's house. Then again, she has never felt so sexually charged up as she does at this moment, in the store, music pounding, fingers busy with her womanhood.

She unbuttons the fly of her jeans flashing her soaked white panties back at her eager eyes. How unbelievably excited she is! Her clit is pressed up against the cotton fabric of her underwear, begging to be touched. She slides her pants down enough to be able to stroke her pussy freely. A few wisps of blond pubic hair stray out the sides of her panties. She lowers her hand to her waiting wetness. A gasp comes out of her as her fingers manipulate her pussy lips through the soft fabric. She can wait no longer. Pulling the crotch of her panties aside, she plunges her middle finger deep into her cunt. Her moans deepen as she moves the digit in and out. She can feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm rising within her.

One finger is joined by another and another. Her left hand has started to rub her clit furiously. The first waves of the most mind-blowing orgasm she's ever had flow over her. She comes so hard, she bites the counter to keep from screaming out. Her body jolts continuously as the orgasm takes over. She lays her head on the counter, completely satisfied.

"Umm… Hi, Sarah," comes a voice from what seems like nowhere. Sarah lifts her head up to see her best friend Erin standing in front of the counter. "Looks like you've had quite the morning so far."

Totally embarrassed, Sarah tries to stammer out an apology of some sort. Erin leans over the counter, surveys her girlfriend's body for just a second, then whispers into Sarah's ear, "Don't worry, hon, your secret is safe with me and tonight, I'll show you an even better time." But that's another story…