grins playfully at you. "I knew you'd like it." She giggles softly as she goes to the register to pay for her clothes. You smile awkwardly when you notice that the person ringing up 's purchase is Tamara. While is digging for her wallet, Tamara's eyes roam down 's body briefly, then Tamara gives you an approving smile. As pays for her clothes and walks away, Tamara slips you a card with her number and softly whispers to you, "Call me if it doesn't work out or if the two of you want a playmate." As Tamara turns to help the next customer in line, her ample breasts rubs against your arm as she firmly and quickly strokes your butt through the back of your shorts.
waves at you from the entrance to Hot Topic. "Hurry up, ! We gotta go meet Danielle for lunch! She's waiting for us at the Food Court!" You hurry to catch up to . The moment you reach her, she wraps an arm around your waist, holding you close. As the two of you walk, you can feel her breasts rub against your shirt. To make matters worse, her breath is caressing your neck as her soft, delicate hand quickly brushes your hip when her hand darts quickly in and out of the waistband of your shorts.
As if this were not enough, when you reach the Food Court, Danielle runs up to you, giving you both a hug at the same time. You can't help but notice that Danielle's right breast rubs against 's left breast through their clothes. The split second after you make this realization, Danielle pulls you closer, her left breast brushing against you as her leg rubs briefly against yours. The hug has also pushed 's breast harder against you.
Danielle pulls suddenly away from the two of you, giving you a full view of her outfit. Danielle's short blond hair has been dyed black, causing her ice blue eyes to sparkle. Her B-cup breasts are held in a tight black button down shirt that hugs every curve and contour of her chest. The first few buttons are opened, giving you a view of her cleavage that leaves little to your imagination. The shirt ends abruptly just a few inches below the curves of her breasts, making you wonder how high her shirt will go up when she raises her arms. A red navel ring is set in the middle of her young, svelte stomach, while her black hip pants ride very low on her pelvis. Again, you can't help but wonder how hard it would be to slide your hand into Danielle's pants.
You suddenly realize that Danielle and are now standing just a couple of feet from you, talking softly as they look at you with conspiratorial grins. They look at each other and laugh softly. "What's so funny, anyways?" you ask.
"Nothing," Danielle says.
"Just girl talk," continues. "So, let's get some food. I'm starving." The two of them walk ahead of you a bit. Their arms wrap around each other, and you aren't quite sure, but it looks as though they are petting each other's asses. Nah, must just be your imagination.
The three of you get your food and the girls lead you to a high table with high bar stools in a quiet, isolated corner of the Food Court. |