Anyway, I didn’t pull you to the side to tell you how she looks. I remember the very first time … holy hell … my cock still gets hard when I think about it. We were doing some jewelry shopping … or some shit … at our local mall. We’d been at it for a while, and, honestly, I was about to pass out from boredom. That is until … I felt something graze my crotch. I mean, it was just a slight touch. Almost non-existent. Oh, but it was enough to wake me up. I looked around me … and not one person was looking in my direction. Naturally, I passed it off as accidental.
We continued … passing from store to store. After about ten minutes or so, I was just about to nod off again … when I felt something graze my crotch again. This time it was more insistent. Still, no one looked.
I decided I would be just a little more vigilant … catch whoever it was in the act. Give ’em a talkin’ to … whatever popped up at the moment.
Anyway, we were on the way out of the mall when Tori slowed her pace way down. She usually walks fast, like she’s trying to get her workout in or something. As soon as we walked out into the sunshine, she whirled around, and in one swift motion, pinned me up against the wall and pressed her body against mine. “What the hell are you doing, Tori?” I demanded. I still had my hands full of the crap we’d just wasted money on, and I was pissed.
“Mmm … nothing.” she smiled innocently, as she slid her hand between our bodies. Her hand rested on my hardening member.
“Heh … nothing. That don’t feel like nothing.” I sneered.
“Hmm I wanna fuck.” She raised an eyebrow, eyeing my growing arousal. “Right here. Right now.”
She wants to … what? My mind reeled. “Where on earth could we possibly have sex in this very public place, Tori? You want to get arrested?”
She just giggled as she dragged me by the belt (which was half out of its loops, by the way). “Lookit … here are some bushes.