Barbie and Angela, Chapter 1 – Another Mall Encounter

by Barbie Doll

My recent encounter with Helen in the ladies' rest room made me aware of several things. First, my interest was definitely in grown up women, not my contemporaries. Second, being the aggressor and feeling in control was a tremendous turn-on for me. Lastly, the shyness and reticence I had previously experienced when I made eye contact with a sexy looking woman had largely disappeared and I resolved to be more aggressive when I sensed an encounter might be imminent.

The following Saturday I was sitting on a bench in one of the many rest areas located throughout the mall watching the shoppers pass by: especially the women I judged to be in the 30 - 50 age range. When I saw one that I thought was really sexy I would try to make eye contact. I always had a bra on when I left the house in order to avoid any suspicions my mom might have. When I got to the Mall, however, I would go to the ladies' rest room, remove my bra and put it in my purse. With just a tank top or T shirt on my little nipples stood out quite prominently which was, of course, the image I wanted to achieve.

I had been sitting for about half an hour without anything interesting happening. A couple of attractive 40-something women looked at me but shortly after I made eye contact with them they looked away and continued on their way. I was just about to stand up and take one final stroll through the mall before going home when a lady carrying a couple of shopping bags sat down on the bench directly across from me. She looked to be about 35 and was carrying a few extra pounds. That aside, she was fairly attractive. I could see she had big boobs and I also noticed she did not have a wedding ring on her finger. I didn't know, of course, but thought she might be interested. This was my chance to employ my newfound confidence. There was nothing to lose. If I had made a poor judgement, what was there to lose? Even if she was truly offended, and made a scene, who would believe a 12 year old had tried to make sexual overtures to a grown up? I made eye contact with her and smiled. She smiled back at me. I then pushed out my chest to make sure she could get a good look at my titties. We made eye contact again and I stuck out my tongue and licked my upper lip. I decided the time was right to become even bolder. I was wearing a short skirt the hem of which was now at least half way up my thighs. Slowly I moved my knees apart to the point where I was sure she could see my panty crotch. I saw her eyes move downward. Her stare was rivetted to my crotch. I could feel my pussy getting damp. I had masturbated at least once every day during the past week but I was still extremely horny. I was almost certain that she had taken the bait and decided the time was right to go for broke. I stood up and then sat down next to her. "Did you like what I showed you?" I asked, looking up at her.

The woman replied, "What do you mean?" It was obvious she was very nervous and unsure of what to do next.

"I wanted you to see my pretty pink panties. Did you like it when I spread my legs for you?" I asked.

"Is this some kind of set-up?" she asked. "Did the security people put you up to this?" she asked.

I could understand her concern and knew I had to reassure her I was serious or the opportunity would be lost. "My name is Barbie and I am very turned on by sexy women like you," I said, "and I think you like preteen girls like me."

That seemed to satisfy her that I was for real because she quickly became more relaxed. "My name is Angela and I got very wet when you flashed your panties to me," she said.

"Would you like to see more of my panties?" I asked her. "I would like it if you showed me your panties too," I said.

I thought about suggesting we visit the ladies room together but it is so cramped that I was trying to think of some other option. To my surprise and delight Angela had a better idea. She told me her car was in the mall parking lot and asked if I would like to come to her car with her. While not ideal, this was certainly preferable to the rest room in the mall where I had fucked Helen last week. I said sure to her suggestion. She told me to follow her. I followed about 50 feet behind her. Once we were in her car she drove to the far corner of the parking lot where there were very few cars. She backed into one of the stalls next to the perimeter fence. She explained that this way way nobody could sneak up behind us and we could see if anyone approached from the front. I wondered if she had done this before because of the precausions she was taking. We chatted for a few minutes during which time she told me she was a single mom with a seven-year-old daughter. It turned out that her apartment was only a couple of miles from my home. She was 34 years old and her ex-husband had taken off with some 22-year-old secretary two years ago.

Soon there was a lull in the conversation and I sensed that she was waiting for me to make the first move. That was fine with me. I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to me. I pressed my lips to hers and within a few seconds I had my tongue in her mouth. The kiss went on for a long time—neither of us wanting it to end. With my free hand I reached for her titties. Even with a bra on I could easily feel her stiff nipples. I began squeezing them between my thumb and forefinger and this really got her even more excitied. When we finally broke the kiss, Angela lifted up her sweater and unhooked her bra giving me easy access to her very large tits.

"Suck them for me please Barbie," she whispered.

I didn't need any further encouragement. I licked her extended nipples gently at first. By now my young cunny was soaking wet. Then I became more aggressive and began sucking on as much of her tit as I could get into my mouth.

She began moaning and talking to me. "Oh God, that feels so fucking nice. I miss not being suckled since my little girl was almost two years old."

I had a sense of what she might like so I said, "Do you want to be my special mommy and have your little Barbie suck your big titties?"

"Oh yes, I have dreamed about something like this for years but thought it would never happen," she said.

I nursed on both her tits for several minutes before removing my mouth. "Would you like to see my pretty panties again? I'll show them to you if Mommy will show me her panties," I said in my best little-girl voice.

"Yes Barbie, please show me your pink little panties," Angela said in an almost pleading tone of voice.

With that I raised my bum and pulled my skirt up to my waist and then spread my legs. This time it was Angela who initiated the kiss. As her tongue invaded my mouth I felt her hand on the inner part of my thigh. Very gently she made little circular motions with her finger tips. I loved the sensations she was causing in my 12-year-old body.

Her fingers were almost at my panty crotch when I pulled away from her and said, "No farther Mommy until you show me your panties." I now felt in control and that was an even a bigger turn on.

TO BE CONTINUED .....