My Pickup at the Mall

by Just18n2009

My name is Ingret and I just turned 18 in August of 2009. I have a 15-year-old girlfriend by the name of Marie, and we have been together for the past 2+ years. On this day in particular, Marie was spending "quality" time with her mother Cindy, but I'll get to that later.

I left the house wearing a short white dress with no bra. I called it a dress, but in all actuality it is nothing more than one of my mom's old slips that I stole out of her drawer. I cut it so short that if I raised my hands over my head my tiny black thong would be exposed. The ultra thin and almost totally see-through sheer did nothing to hide the fact that I was bra-less, and standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, I could see the outline of the thong. My dark brown nipples showed clearly through the fabric, and I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should even walk out the front door of the house. Throw in a pair of black pumps, and I looked like a woman that was on a mission, and I was indeed!

I got to the mall at around 10, and as soon as I got to the entrance, I spotted my prey: a cute little blond girl standing outside smoking a cigarette. She was dressed in a simple pair of cutoff shorts and a T-shirt that disguised how big or small her young tits were, but her breast size made absolutely no difference to me. What mattered was her cute young face, full pouty lips and light green eyes.

I followed her around for well over an hour without her being even slightly aware of my presence, and finally in Sunglass Hut, I made my move. I stood next to her at one of the displays, and when she put on a pair of glasses, I softly told her that her eyes were way too pretty to cover up. She looked up at me startled, but she smiled as I told her again how beautiful her eyes were as I lightly touched her arm with my fingertips.

With my fingers still on her cool skin, the teen blushed in embarrassment when I asked her if I could take them off, but turned her body toward me and nodded. I made sure that both hands touched her innocent face before I removed the dark glasses from her eyes, and with one hand still on her cheek, I put them back on the display.

She reached out and touched my hand as I asked her name, and taking my hand in hers, she removed it from her face, but still holding my hand, the girl barely managed to squeak out, "Allison". Allison stared down at my hard nipples briefly as I told her it was nice to meet her, and after I introduced myself, she looked back into my eyes with hers and she told me I had a beautiful name.

I asked how old she was, and still holding my hand, Allison asked if it mattered as she squeezed my hand in hers. I replied that it absolutely did not, and she said good, and then told me that she was almost 15, her birthday was 3 months away. I smiled brightly and I playfully asked her in return if it mattered when she asked how old I was. She shook her head emphatically as she responded in a hushed almost whisper, "No."

When I told her I was 18 as of a month ago, she kind of frowned at my reply, obviously it did matter to her. She told me it was too bad because she really wanted to kiss me. I told her that I would love for her to kiss me, and before she could open her mouth to speak, I covered her pouty lips with mine. There, in the middle of Sunglass Hut, in front of the young pimply faced clerk, I kissed a 14 year old girl long and hard. Her tongue found its way into my mouth, and she let out a slight whimper as I met her invading tongue with mine.

I broke our kiss short, and Allison looked at me pleadingly with almost sad eyes. She whispered that she wanted more, but that her parent's were watching a movie in the theater. I asked her when they were getting out, and after she told me that we had less than an hour, I told her that we had plenty of time. I smiled reassuringly at her, and with our hands still locked together, I led her out of the store.

After walking a quarter way down the mall to the entrance where I had first seen her, we made our way to my car. It was over 100 degrees that day, and well above that inside my car, but it mattered very little to either Allison or myself as we got inside and closed the doors.

As soon as the girl was in the passenger seat, she pulled her T-shirt off before I could even close the door behind her, and by the time I had walked to the driver's side of the car, Allison had her shorts off as well. The instant I was seated, the young teen was straddling me and pulling my "dress" off over my head. The heavily tinted windows hid our activity from prying eyes as we continued what we had started in the cold air of the mall.

For the next 30 minutes, Allison and I made out like two schoolgirls as we groped and sucked each other's hard nipples. She has LOVELY pink "pencil eraser" nipples. I love them! The next (and last) 15 minutes were spent with our fingers rubbing each other's pussies to multiple orgasms. Allison had the cutest "landing strip" blond pubes, but her wet young pussy lips were as smooth as mine are, and her underage hole gripped my two thrusting fingers tightly, and the car shook as she rode them wildly, bucking up and down in my lap as she came over and over as two of her fingers thrust into my hole and her thumb worked my rock hard clit.

By the time we were though, we were soaked in sweat despite me having turned on the AC. We got dressed, and with a final kiss goodbye, Allison got out of the car and walked slowly back toward the mall as I drove away. No exchanging of phone numbers, no long goodbyes, just an awesome chance encounter with a stranger.