Amelia at Large
by Persephone
Chapter III - The Grand Opening
It was Wednesday evening and Mack, her friend Emily's little brother, had told the girls about a new Victoria's Little Sister superstore opening tonight in a mall an hour's drive away.
Amelia, Emily, Mack, and their friend Hope de Van, a stunning exchange student from Oslo, all piled into Emily's mom's minivan to go to the new store.
Amelia had chosen to wear the clothes she traveled in - a nearly see through, loose white blousey top, a red bandeau skirt that just barely covered her butt and exposed everything if she bent over, and gold lame lace-strap sandals that hinted of the hedonistic orgies of ancient Rome. Amelia did not of course wear, or even own, any panties.
Her friend Emily Rice, a year older and slightly curvier, wore red elastic suspenders that looked as if they were supposed to cover her pointy young nipples but kept slipping off, flared black satin shorts that clung to her pretty ass and allowed an occasional glimpse of her pussy, and high top sneakers with upward facing mirrored sequins. Fifteen year old Hope, the breathtakingly gorgeous exchange student from Norway, had only worn clothes under protest since starting the Program. She relented since they were going to a clothing store, wearing a chiffon pink babydoll nightie that she stubbornly refused to tie closed. Her pert, fresh boobs and fuzzy mound made every man who saw her suddenly forget what he was doing.
All three teenage beauties were gleefully proud sluts who delighted in fucking and sucking as many partners as they could find.
Emily's mother navigated the minivan through town and stopped at a gas station to fill up.
"I'm sure you girls must be thirsty....why don't you go on inside and find something tall and wet?"
"Something on a lower shelf so you have to do a lot of bending over," Mick suggested with a grin.
The three nearly-naked teenage girls clambered out of the minivan and headed into the minimart. Mick followed along to photograph the chaos.
Mrs Rice could hear the cheering from thirty yards away, and after she finished pumping gas she ventured inside with a sly smile.
Amelia had her blouse open and two men were kissing her nipples while another fingered her pussy - she had her bandeau skirt hiked up to her waist. Emily was on her knees before a large black man, his cock brushing against her cheek. Hope was pressed face first against the beer cooler glass door. Her negligee was discarded on the floor and the naked teenage beauty was being fucked from behind, her tits pressing against the cold glass with each urgent thrust.
Other people in the store were watching and taking pictures or waiting their turn, many stroking semi-erect cocks.
Mrs Rice urgently reminded the girls that they had a date with destiny. Hope picked up her neglige and sadly left one forlorn man with an erection and an unfulfilled promise, while Emily was able to swallow a mouthful of cum from her delighted partner before she had to go. As they climbed back into the minivan a crowd of appreciative onlookers followed them out of the station. Many of them had taken the 'pants ride low so you can see the underwear' fashion to a new low.
Back in the minivan, Emily took the passenger seat, Amelia and Hope shared the second seat, and Mick climbed into the back and reviewed the new pictures on his phone. Hope spread her lovely legs wide, fingering herself as she stared wistfully out the window. At least she'd remembered to put her negligee back on.
"So Amelia, do you think you're making progress with the NiS program?" Mrs Rice asked, looking up into the mirror.
"Hard to say, Mrs Rice. It's only been a couple of days. Judging from ours back home, we need give it a couple of months, a few rotations, then maybe we'll see. I'm only out here for one week though, so you guys will have to do it on your own. But Emily and I are friends on Facebook and TeenFuck, so we'll be sure to keep in touch that way."
"I wanna friend you on TeenFuck," Mick exclaimed.
"Go ahead and do it, you little pervert," Amelia said with a happy grin, "I bet you have some pictures of me you can post there."
Half an hour later they pulled into the parking lot of the mall, where the roadside message board advertised the grand opening of Victoria's Little Sister in bright lights. They parked and headed inside. Hope carefully brushed her long hair and made sure that her negligee hung open on both sides, completely exposing her curvaceous teenage body.
"Second floor... escalators over here," Mick said, pulling his sister's hand. A chorus of whistles followed the girls through the mall.
Victoria's Little Sister was a subsidiary of Victoria's Secret, the famous lingerie retailer. Little Sister sold evocative, revealing and playful clothes and accessories for girls as young as ten, and girls thirteen and older were encouraged try them on in the store, although no changing rooms were provided.
The trio, with Mick and Mrs Rice in tow, found Victoria's Little Sister with ease - just by following the crowd. The store had a huge display on the mezzanine, with models helping customers make their selections. Amelia and her friends waded into the throng and were awed by what they saw.
A girl not much older than Emily, with pink and green dyed pigtails, wore a clear plastic halter top that just reached the bottom edge of her airbrushed green nipples, and hot pink booty shorts that she wore unzipped, exposing a hard little button at the top of her slit. Another girl, a slender black beauty with long, straight hair and piercing eyes, wore a loose, neon red T-shirt cut open to display her pierced nipples; a skirt made of unrolled, transparent condoms, and hightop sneakers with flashing lights in the soles. A little way away another girl carried a small bubble-machine in a backpack, and the thick streams of tiny bubbles that drifted down over her shoulders served as her only clothing.
There were no changing rooms. The teen customers were encouraged to undress and try on lingerie in a public, brightly lit area by the show windows at the front of the store. Two handsome, naked teenage boys were helping the girls out of their clothes and into the merchandise. Both of them had big smiles and bigger erections.
In a tribute to 60's GoGo dancers, three gorgeous teenage girls were dancing in cages suspended six feet above the crowd, wearing and stripping out of choice outfits which they tossed into the crowd below. Loud music was playing, colored lights flashing, and the whole place felt more like a Disco than a mall.
Amelia was grinning from ear to ear as she took in the scene. If sexy clothes were the next best thing to nudity, this place was going to turn a lot of shy girls into teen sluts. The Program could only benefit!
She dashed in and danced between the racks of merchandise, pulling out transparent tops, crotchless thong panties, ultra short shorts, halter tops made from strips of loose, color-changing vinyl, long gowns made from strings of beads, bras and push-ups of every size and color, clothes made of PVC, rubber, sequins and bubbles, string bras, body-paint clothing, vibrating fabric, T-shirts, halters, hot pants with every explicit sexual slogan imaginable, edible nipple clamps and jewelry, clit clips, jeweled butt plugs, temporary tattoo patches and pussy vajazzles, sexy costumes of everyone from Eve to Marie Antoinette to Katniss Everdeen, and a thousand more fantasies beyond her imagination.
"This place is Ah-MAY-zing," she enthused. Amelia grabbed a shiny black mini-dress off the rack. It had a remote controlled zipper up one side; the idea was to let someone else have the remote. She tossed the remote to Hope, danced out of her clothes in the brightly lit changing arena and put the snug dress on. She walked to the display window, held her arms up and delighted as the dress unzipped itself and fell away, leaving her pussy-tinglingly naked in front of two hundred total strangers. She scooped the dress up, dropped it in a return bin and danced back to the racks to find something else. Emily had put on a neoprene bra with exposed nipples and red lip prints, and a pleather skirt slit to the waist that hung precariously from a single thread over her hip. She was sucking on a cock shaped lollipop. She 'accidentally' let the skirt fall away and boldly began to fuck herself with the lollipop, bringing loud applause from the crowd that had gathered around her. They roared even louder when Amelia walked over to her friend, looked deep in her eyes, pulled the lollipop from Emily's dripping pussy, and sucked it deep into her mouth.
One of the naked boys came over, his hard cock bouncing in front of him, and politely asked if the girls needed any help. Amelia demonstrated her gratitude by sinking to her knees and sliding his long cock into her mouth, enjoying the fact that a huge crowd was watching her perform oral sex on a total stranger. She tugged at Emily's wrist to pull her to the floor, and straddled her face while still sucking the boy's cock. He'd been watching cute customers try on daring outfits all evening, and in a very short time he shot a huge stream of hot cum into Amelia's eager mouth, across her lips and onto the floor. Emily reluctantly withdrew her tongue from Amelia's delicious twat, sat up, and pulled her friend into a playful kiss, sharing her mouthful of cum as her mother and brother looked on and shook their heads ironically.
Hope had started her own little fan club. She had found a baby doll nightie t that changed color when it got splattered with semen. It had already changed color in six places and was receiving a seventh even as an eager man in his thirties fucked her from behind.
Eventually Amelia and Emily settled on two outfits each to take home. Amelia wore a brief halter that barely covered her nipples, with lipstick prints on top of the words "I fucked your girlfriend," along with translucent red shorts that she wore unzipped. She carried a backless long T-shirt slit to the waist on the side and front, and a pair of black rubber crotchless thong panties. Emily chose a full length transparent plastic dress and low-cut panties that revealed her mound and just barely covered her teen pussy, and carried another pair of barely-there suspenders and color-changing panties that seemed to be transparent most of the time.
Hope had a long dress, slit up the side and made of nude, sheer fabric except for tastefully placed silk panels that enhanced her bare nipples and drew attention to her moist, well-fucked pussy.
"Hey look," she said breathlessly, "they like me so much they hire me as model! I start tomorrow night! Yes?"
"You know," Emily said, "that means you have to actually WEAR clothes from time to time."
"I know. But it's okay, they pay me to take closes off again. I dance in one of the cages!"
"Hey, here comes your new boss," Emily commented as a man in his thirties walked over.
"Oh, this Brandon, he assistant manager. He fucked me a few minutes ago." Hope greeted Brandon with a passionate, lingering kiss, her arms wrapped around him like long-lost lovers.
"......and THAT'S why I hired you.Ohhhhh damn! Listen, I need you guy's help.... I need a stud."
"What about one of your naked boys?"
"No, see, when customers make the boys cum, they're done for a while. I need a young man with a constant, priapic erection. Like Horny Spirit caliber, but there's some stupid legal issue, Horny Spirit has their own shop in the mall so we can't sell it here, or even promote it. I need a miracle stud who can cum repeatedly without pharmaceutical enhancement. You guys know anybody like that?"
Amelia considered his question for a few seconds. Then she brightened up and grinned mischievously.
"I know this guy named Duncan....."
"Oh?"
"He's about 19 I guess. I've never seen him without a constant erection. I mean huge! Rock hard, and oh my god, he is one delicious fuck. But he's a very quiet guy, he likes to stay at home. He's introverted, reclusive..."
"Amelia, is this the guy Mr Reynolds was keeping secret?" Emily asked.
"Secret?" Brandon said apprehensively, "if there's some weird family drama, I don't know...."
"Oh trust me, he needs to get out more. Tell you what, tomorrow I'll introduce you to him. I'll bring him here. Oh em gee he'll love the place!"
"Amelia....what are you planning?" Emily asked.
"Oh, nothing bad. Just helping a young man discover new horizons."
Emily, Amelia and Hope paid for their purchases, then went out into the mall to check out the changing area from outside. Their attention quickly focused on a young girl, maybe thirteen, arguing with her Dad about a dress she was holding over her body. It was an asymmetrical micro-mini rayon creation that fell over the left shoulder and under the right, leaving her right breast beautifully exposed. The hemline followed the same angle so the left hip was bare to the waist and the right dipped to mid thigh. It was obviously meant to be worn commando style.
"I....." Emily paused, lost for words. Amelia gave her a quizzical smile.
"……NEED to get laid. Did you see that? Oh my GOD I need fucking!! I am so turned on! Jeezy shiznit I need sex! Amelia, you are so incredibly sexy but you seem so cool about it." While she was talking, Emily raised the hem of her dress over her thighs and began fingering herself. "Really, girl, why don't you just explode!" A couple of guys who had been watching the dressing room exhibition with open mouths turned their gaze toward Emily, who now had her a finger buried in her twat while her other hand caressed her large boobs. Amelia unzipped the dress and began flicking her tongue over Emily's nipples as her eyes invited the two guys to get involved. The young man in a Hooters ball cap worked up his courage, walked over, and dropped his jeans. He presented his semi-hard cock to Amelia, who seized it and stroked him to full erection. Emily turned away and bent forward to give him clear access to her pussy while Amelia held her up by putting both hands under her tits. The young man spit on his hand, used it to lube his cock, and pounded into Emily in one quick, urgent thrust. She moaned so loud she almost shouted, riding his cock forward toward Amelia as they started to fuck. Amelia opened her blouse to give Emily access to her boobs, and she teased Emily's nipples with her fingertips. Emily cried aloud as multiple orgasms fulfilled her desperate need for fucking. Still not satiated, the young girl turned on weak knees to suck her hero's cock into her hungry mouth. His friend had stood by, openly masturbating as he enjoyed the show, so at the climax two cocks sprayed Emily's flushed face with a double load of hot, sticky cum. She eagerly swallowed the shots that had reached her mouth. At last she then leaned back against Amelia's now topless body to catch her breath.
"No, really.....Amelia......tell me, what IS you secret?"
"Easy. I am always horny as I can be, oh my god you have no idea! So I save it up. My eagerness, lust, sluttiness, I save it up till my fingertips are tingling. Then when I do let go..... it's like I'm on a fucking roller coaster. Seriously. That's how I was able to stay a virgin till my thirteenth birthday."
"That's crazy!" Emily said with awe, gazing up at her friend. "So what are you planning with that kid? The reclusive hard-on guy?"
"Remember, I don't really need to be at school. Erica's gonna have to help me. I wanna go to Reynold's house when he's at school, get Duncan to come to the door, drive him to the mall, introduce him to Brandon, and let it go from there."
"What if Reynolds finds out?"
"So a nineteen year old guy figured out how a door works. He's not shackled to the bed. So he got out. We'll say we found him and brought him back. And if I get caught, what's he gonna do, expel me?"
"I dunno, it sounds awfully risky....."
"Life is risky, Emily. Read the Snopes on crossing the street, no shit. Ooh, look, that bubble dress thing does flashing colors! Cool!"
Hope eventually joined them again. She was naked, carrying a bag of clothes, and her face and hair were sticky with fresh cum. She smiled wistfully and sucked on a lock of her own cum-smeared hair.
"How many, Hope?"
"Ummmm.....thirteen? I think? Including security guard."
"Wow! I can't believe you out-slutted me. I thought I was the best."
Mick and Mrs Rice caught up with them, and together they spent another half hour watching teenage girls try on sexy clothes. Finally they made their way back to the minivan for the drive home.
"Man, I love this place! Next time we come here, I gotta see this Horny Spirit place is he mentioned.," Amelia commented. "Hey, can we come back tomorrow?"
"Wait, you've never been to a Horny Spirit store? You're supposed to be this Super Slut? I gotta teach you everything. Okay, tomorrow, you're gonna shine! Mom, we are coming back here tomorrow, right? Please?"
"We'll see, girls. Hope, do you need a shower before I take you home?"
"Probably should. You think? Or else my hair gets pregnant? Oh, that was a so much of cum!"
The ride home was full of girl chatter about the outfits they'd seen and which ones they wanted to wear for whom. Mick showed everyone the pictures he took. Emily was proud of her little brother's photographic talent and his natural gift for capturing the sexiest poses. She secretly couldn't wait until he was sexually active!
At home, they discussed the 'Duncan plan' with Erica, who agreed to help after some initial reluctance. Emily and Amelia spent the rest of the night comparing outfits and improving some of Emily's old clothes to fit their new lifestyles. Amelia wound up with a skirt made from black satin, but now it was slit up both sides to the waist. Her see through top was fashioned from carefully cut transparent umbrella panels, but she was still envious of Emily's sheer micro-halter that was carefully cut to display just the top half of each nipple.
They finished with a private fashion show that ended with two giggling teenage girls licking each other's pussy on the bedroom floor, before falling asleep tangled in each other's arms and legs.
Don't miss Duncan's rescue in chapter IV.
