Barbie's Mall Adventure, Chapter 1

by Barbie Doll

After Kelly and her family move to Houston I continued to make frequent visits to Mrs. Gallager's apartment. By now there was no need for preliminaries or "foreplay" I was now addicted to Mrs. G's special games and was just as anxious as my adult teacher was to get right at it. As soon as I stepped into the apartment and the door was locked we would walk to the bedroom hand in hand. As soon as we were seated side by side on the bed, Mrs. G. would wrap her arms around me and we would enjoy a long french kiss. Even before Kelly had moved away Mrs. G. had taught us both the joys of "frenching" as she called it. I loved the tingly feelings I experienced in my nipples, tummy and especially between my legs as this mature woman and I explored each other's mouths with our tongues. I especially like wrapping my lips around Mrs. G's tongue and sucking it into my mouth. It was also obvious Mrs. G enjoyed this part of our lovemaking.

Although I still missed my best friend Kelly, visits to Mrs. G's place and masturbating almost every day made life bearable. Then the second tragedy hit me. One Saturday while at Mrs. G's place she informed me she had a sister who lived in San Diego and who had been recently diagnosed with breast cancer. The sister was a widow and Mrs. G. told me she was going to go to San Diego to help her sister during a series of radiation treatments. I was immediately depressed when she said she would be away for at least six weeks. What was supposed to be a pleasant summer vacation was turning into a nightmare.

Wandering aimlessly around the mall became my principal activity three or four days each week. Quite often I would run into girls from my school but I had very little interest in them. I was far more interested in the grown up women I would see as they went about their shopping. I would often sit on one of the rest area benches and admire these women. I would try and determine if I could see a panty line or watch their mature tits bounce as they walked past me. I would wonder what they would look like naked and I would feel my pussy getting wet. Every now and then I would make eye contact with one of them and would wonder if they were thinking what I was thinking. I wished I had the courage to do something that might encourage them to come on to me.

That all changed one Saturday around 4:00 as I was thinking about leaving the mall and going home. I decided to go to the food court and have a coke or root beer before heading for home on my bike. I sat down and was day dreaming when I heard a voice say, "Is it okay if I join you." I thought this was a bit unusual as there were lots of empty seats. But I said sure and the lady sat down across from me. I judged her to be about my mom's age (40). She was fairly attractive and despite a bulky sweater, I could see she had very large titties. She told me her name was Helen and asked me a series of questions including my name, how old I was and what grade I was in at school. She smiled a lot and I quickly decided I liked her. This feeling was embellished by her frequent flattery. Several times she told me how pretty she thought I was and how she liked the way I did my hair and other similar comments. I wondered at one point if she was interested in me in another way but I quickly dispelled that thought as being highly unlikely. Then one word she uttered changed the mood dramatically. She said, "I hope you won't be upset but I think you are very sexy" As soon as she made that comment I could see she was very nervous and I detected a look of pleading in her eyes. She was obviously uncomfortable and hoping desperately that she hadn't offended me or that I might do something drastic and call one of the security people. All of a sudden I thought this just might be the situation I had been dreaming about and hoping for during the past several months. In my mind I was thinking "don't fuck up this opportunity" I made eye contact with Helen and said in my sexiest voice, "I'm glad you think I'm sexy. I think you are sexy too" Very quickly the look of anxiety disappeared from her face. I also suddenly realized that I could possibly take control of the situation, which was a trmendous turn-on for me. I decided to return some of the flatterly Helen had bestowed on me earlier. "I couldn't help noticing that you have very large breasts Helen," I said. "I have a thing about big tits, especially when they belong to an attractive lady like you" It was time to make a more serious move to see if I really could maintain control over this pervert. "You like little girls, don't you Helen?" I said. The anxiety returned to her face and she did not answer my question. I decided to push it a little more to get her to react. "I'll bet you would like to feel inside my panties, wouldn't you?" Again she did not answer. "Well, if you aren't the perv I think you are then I guess I'll go now and you can go home and play with yourself" I told her. I stood up and began to move away from the table. "No, please Barbie, don't go. I'm sorry. I'm just a little frightened by all this and I'm not sure what to do" Helen said.

I could tell she was near tears. There was no doubt now. I was in control and I loved the feeling of power I had over this 40 something perv. "Come with me Helen, there is something I want to show you" I said to her. I took her to a lingerie store that had very sexy bras, panties, nylons and other pretty things displayed in the window. I pointed out a pale blue matching bra and panty set and told Helen I had admired it for several days. The price tag on the set was $12.00. Helen was smart enough to know what to do next. "Would you like me to buy it for you?" she asked. I said, "that would be very nice, but you can just give me the $12 and I will buy it later." Then I decided to be Miss Nice Little Girl again and said, "Do you still want to feel inside my panties Helen?" "oh God yes Barbie, I've wanted to do that since I first saw you in the food court" I told her to follow me. At the far end of the mall was a long corridor at the end of which was a women's lavatory that was seldom used. As I expected it was unoccupied. We went inside and I locked the door. The room was about 6 ft. by 8ft. and had a mirror, sink and toilet. We stood close together for a few seconds. It was clear that Helen was waiting for me to make the first move. "First there is the matter of my lingerie," I said. Without saying a word Helen opened her purse and handed me a 20 dollar bill. I took it and never said anything about giving her back eight dollars. I moved in behind her and pressed myself against her back. She let out a sigh. I put my arms around her at the waist and then moved my hands under her sweater. She was not wearing a slip and her body shuddered as my hands made contact with her bare skin. Slowly and gently I move my hands upward and came in contact with the silky material of her bra. I ran my fingertips over the cups and was surprised to find her nipples stiff and pushing out the material of her bra. This lady was hot and very horny. I moved my hands to her back and easily undid the three clasps of the bra. Just as quickly my hands were back at her chest and I lifted the cups freeing her lovely melons. By now my pussy was leaking and I knew this was going to be my first conquest of a grown up lady. I also knew that it would not be my last.

TO BE CONTINUED