All Day Tease Ch. 03 - The Mall

"We will tie you in knots like a New York City street pretzel, then eat you up piece by delicious piece, one salty mouthful after another"

"We are going to oil up and hug our naked bodies together so tight and make you fuck the space between our tight flat stomachs."

"We're gonna put all four of our hands on your hard cock at once, and play you like a pipe organ"

"Haha pipe!"

"Organs!"

"We are going to squeeze your soul into every hole we have, together, all at once, all over,"

"You are gonna squirt like ten times, and I'm gonna swallow every drop!"

"I'm gonna trace out your chakras with my perky nipples!"

"People are gonna see the imprint of your cock on my forehead for a week!"

"You're gonna have to scrub for hours to get my lipstick off of your body!"

"I'll lick it off!"

"You'd better, bitch -- my throat is gonna be so sore I won't be able to use my tongue for a day!"

All this dirty talk was going to his head.

"Girls, girls, I love this but you need to STOP." Rob held up his palm.

"Or else I will never be able to walk back to my car.

"Thank you thank you thank you for the dresses!" Becca and Nikki exclaimed over each other.

They both threw themselves into a giant hug, and Rob was overwhelmed by their closeness, their smell, and the feel of their soft bodies up against his.

Nikki pulled back a little.

"Rob what's your phone number?" She asked. "I think I'd like to see you again."

Rob felt a warm flush come over him, and told himself it was just his cock reacting to what amounted to a living breathing porn fantasy. But he was touched that she asked, and typed his phone number into Nikki's rose iPhone.

"Yay!" Nikki exclaimed. "Now us!"

Rob held out his phone, and they each entered their numbers into his phone, posing for kissyface selfies as they entered their contacts.

"Haha!" Nikki gave a cartoonish evil look and waggled her fingers like Mr. Burns. "Now we can sext you!"

She swiped through his apps. "Wait, you don't have Snapchat? I'm downloading it for you." Her nails clicked rapidly as she flew through the phone menus.

"Fingerprint." She held out the phone to him and he dutifully pressed his index finger on the sensor.

"OK -- now that you have Snapchat I can take a picture of my cute little --" before Nikki could finish, Becca cut her off.

"Sasha's here!" She bounced up and down on her toes.

"Walk us outside, please!"

They had walked out the doors of the mall just as a purple convertible BMW pulled up.

The girl behind the wheel looked very familiar, but Ron couldn't quite place her. She was wearing a tight white wifebeater, and her jet-black dyed hair fell to a point just above her bare shoulders.

With a final kiss on each cheek, Becca and Nikki grabbed the shopping bags from him and flounced over to the purple sports car, hurrying around to the passenger side. Nikki slipped into the back and Becca jumped in the passenger seat. They all leaned in to kiss one another.

Rob saw Becca gesture at at him, and the driver turned her head to look.

As soon as he saw her face, Rob recognized her as the girl he had seen by the Science Center that morning, the one in the skintight black leggings leaning up against the building. More that he could still remember the outline of her legs and ass. He wondered if she was still wearing them.

Rob waved, and Nikki reached out the window to wave back. She blew him a kiss and made the 'call me' gesture with her hand.

Sasha was just starting to pull away when Rob heard the mall doors slam open behind him. Huffing and puffing, Herman the security guard ran out to the sidewalk.

"Go on! Get out of here!" He shouted. "Good riddance!"

Rob saw Becca say something to Sasha, then Sasha spun the convertible around in a tight u-turn and pulled back to the curb. Becca was hanging out of the passenger window, her breasts pushed high up by the glass. Her cleavage shook and jiggled as the car moved.

"Hey Herman!" she shouted out at the guard.

She was twirling the tighty-whitey briefs she had gotten from Will around her index finger.

"Give these back to Junior!" She shouted at him and let go, flinging the shorts and hitting Herman in the head.

He stomped the sidewalk in frustration as he pawed the briefs off his face.

"Bye-bye!" Becca shouted after him as Sasha peeled away. "Tell your son I love the way he licks my asssssss ..."

Her voice trailed off as the car drove away.

Rob watched Herman fume and stammer to himself, practically drooling.

Whoa, was that a bulge in his pants?!? That actually explained a lot. He must want to nail Becca -- who wouldn't? -- but Becca was fucking his son instead. That would drive him crazy, and so he treated them horribly. Whatever -- he was an asshole anyway, and stupid too. Rob knew exactly how good behavior would be rewarded by those girls.

Unnoticed, he slipped back inside the mall doors and started to cross back to the east wing, by the Nordstrom's, where his car was.

He walked in a daze, navigating by autopilot and familiarity, his attention occupied by the mental slideshow of slickly presented flesh and innuendo. He kept replaying all the incredible ways the girls had teased him. The sight of Sasha had brought his morning encounters back to mind -- Brittany the exhibitionist cheerleader and his succubus student Ali shared the stage with Nikki and Becca. It was almost too much to handle.

********** Chapter 3.10 -- 5:30pm -- Return to Sheen

He had passed the food court again and was walking by Sheen when he heard someone call his name.

Standing in the doorway was the blonde girl who worked there -- Ashley was what Nikki had called her. Her zipper was mostly up again, and the top clung tightly to her chest.

Ashley waved at Rob and called his name again, beckoned him inside. He stepped across the threshold as she walked backwards, drawing him inside.

He couldn't help but to glance toward the bedroom set in the back, the memory of Nikki's shirt-straightening game making him flush.

Ashley stopped backing upf and looked at him with a naughty grin on her face.

"Nikki texted me -- she told me that for some reason, you got distracted and did not get the things you came here for. See??"

She held out her iPhone, in a pink bedazzled case with cat ears.

"Now I wonder why that could have been" Ashley made a questioning face, with her mouth in a big round O, and let her phone dangle slightly into her cleavage. The cat ears pressed little dimples in the sides of her breasts.

She giggled to herself and held the phone up again.

"She told me to hook you up. See?"

She held the phone out to him again.

"This says 'DONT U DARE HOOK UP WITH HIM SLUT." Rob informed her.

She used her thumb to scroll down to the next line, and watched Rob's face as he read the next message; "BUT U GOTTA CHECK OUT HIS PACKAGE ITS BIG AF!!"

Rob gulped.

"She told me that they set the bar pretty high with you already, and you took it like a champ. " Ashley winked at him. "Gotta hand it to you -- if those two girls turned their attention on me I'd melt like putty in their hands."

She looked sidelong at him and toyed with her zipper. "Are you imagining the three of us girls together?"

Rob didn't answer -- he was, and it was starting to show in his pants.

"And then she said she didn't think I could tease you any harder than she and Becca did."

"The nerve of that little whore! You've been feasting on flirty flesh all morning, and I can still tease you with a single word ..."

Rob raised an eyebrow and waited to hear what she was going to say. She raised her hand to the zipper on her shirt and pulled it down another inch or two.

"Cleavage," She finished.

Rob stopped still and caught his breath. Had he been staring? Her delicious chest beckoned him, like a shining light, and he struggled to look away.

"Does the mere sound of that word send shivers up your spine? "

Her voice was thick and breathy.

"Cleavage," she said again, slowly, annunciating the word clearly, while arching her back out.

"Any other words set you off? Mini-skirt? Panty? Platform?" Ashley grinned. "

She watched Rob twitch as he heard each trigger word.

"Oh you are easy," She smiled large. "I'll bet Nikki and Becca just had a ball with you."

"They came pretty close to getting both of them." Rob joked.

"Well those ladies are the reigning tease queens around here."

"But I suck dick better!" She hurriedly added. "Not that I'm going to give you a blowjob now -- I think the girls wanted you in intact for later." She winked at him. The effect was stunning, with her outlined eyes.

"So, right now, it's all about cleavage." Her green eyes penetrated his.

"Specifically, my cleavage." As she was saying this last, her arms squeezed together, pushing her breasts up and together.

"And with that on your mind, let's go find you an outfit."

She called over the radio, and a goth looking guy came out from the stockroom to fill in on the register.

Ashley came out from behind the counter and led Rob back to the pink bunk-bed girls bedroom set. Standing him up in front of the bunk bed, she produced a measuring tape and fell to her knees in front of him.

She ran her hand up his leg with the measuring tape, and did not stop when she reached his bulge. She pushed against it, and softly kneaded his boxers with her closed fist.

She made a show of looking at the measuring tape before saying "very nice, Mister. You are eight or nine inches, right?"

"At least nine, after what those girls did to me earlier." Rob replied.

"Lucky guy" she smiled, then closed her hand around his pants, feeling his width. "Lucky girls"

Rob looked at the beautiful blonde before him, with model makeup and camgirl cleavage, and her hands on his fabric-covered cock. "Lucky me!"

The moment was broken when the PA crackled. "Ashley to the register." a bored male voice said over the speakers.

"Carson is such a fucking slacker."

Ashley rolled her eyes with exaggerated annoyance. "Don't go anywhere -- I'll be back in a minute."

"Ok - should I hold this here ... " Rob nodded down to indicate the measuring tape.

"Oh no -- I have a better idea!"

Ashley turned and called "Hello, Miss? Hi - would you come do me a favor?"

A gorgeous blonde girl came around the corner, wearing a canary yellow sun-dress. Even though she was short, no more than 5-2 or 5-3, her breasts were large enough to stand out on her tiny frame.

A polka dot hairband held back her hair as yellow as sunlight and her blue eyes were large and full like a rabbit.

For the second time in the last half-hour, Rob got a strong sense that he knew this girl, he just didn't know how. Must be from the school, he thought.

"Who, me?" Her knees were close, almost touching, and her cute shoes turned in toward each other. She was wearing jangly bracelets on her left wrist, and colored rubber bands on her right.

"Yes, sweetheart!" Ashley gushed. "They are calling for me up front and I am in the middle of helping this nice gentleman."

Hesitatingly, the girl came over, and Ashley reached up to pull her down to her knees.

"If you can help me by holding this tape right here - " she put the tape in the girl's hand and pushed her hand into Rob's crotch.

The girl gasped, and said "Oh mister, I'm not really supposed to -" Ashley cut her off smoothly. "You'll be just fine."

She rose quickly and winked at Rob. Then, quick as a bunny she scampered toward the front, leaving the blonde girl staring up at Rob, holding a white plastic measuring tape next to his dick.

Rob looked down at her, and couldn't help but to see down her dress, to the blue polka dot bra she had on underneath. It matched her hairband.

Rob felt her hand trembling with the tape measure, almost shaking, tapping lightly on the front of his pants.

That was not helping him be the adult in this situation. He was a little apprehensive -- he didn't know exactly how old she was. Even though he had been on the receiving end of some extremely grown-up behavior today from some young girls, they had both been over eighteen, and more importantly they had been the instigators, for all of it.

Rob had no qualms about being the object of desire, but he was not about to push himself on someone who wasn't interested, or ready. But he was getting harder and harder despite himself.

The girl started breathing heavily.

"Oh mister," she stammered. "This is making me feel all funny inside."

She started blinking rapidly, showing off her lavender eye shadow, and her bra jiggled as her chest heaved up and down. The conflict between Rob's arousal, and his guilt slash paternal instinct was getting unbearable.

He raised his hand to forestall any more activity, but the girl burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, I tried, Rob." Rob was taken back when she said his name. He realized that she must know either Becca or Nikki, probably both, and much of his tension eased."

"Ashley is such a kidder -- but we got you good, eh? My name is Jenny. And you are Nikki's new play buddy."

"Nice to meet you, Jenny." Rob said, then it hit him. This was the birthday girl from school that morning. He looked at her again, confirming his suspicion.

"You study at the college right?"

Jenny's smile got huge. "Yes! I am a freshmen there -- I don't know what I want to major in yet."

"How did you know?"

"I teach History there." he admitted. "And I think I saw you this morning -- a boy was bringing you presents on the Quad."

"Oh him!" Jenny laughed. "That's just Ronnie. He's my neighbor, it's complicated. I like to tease him, and we fool around sometimes. I tell him he's my 'Hush Hush Halftime Boyfriend'"

"I pretend when my friends are around -- I laugh at him, and insult him, and get all my cute little friends riled up doing the same thing, teasing him and sneering at him -- gosh those girls can be mean sometimes!"

"I know how much it turns him on -- seriously, it gets him all wound up like you wouldn't believe." She laughed "Or maybe you would, if you've been hanging with Nikki and Becca!"

"Then I sneak over there at night and he lets me in his window. I'm pretty much the same bitchy little brat to him then, but since I am sucking his dick he doesn't mind as much!"

Rob chuckled. "Can't imagine anyone minding that." He said.

"All the time at school, every time I laugh and call him a loser, he knows that I am going to be fucking his brains out later. It's our little secret."

She nodded, then thought for a minute.

"It was a beautiful card. He gets points for that. Points he can trade in for ..."

She giggled and patted his crotch. As soon as she actually touched his dick, her whole demeanor changed.

"Oh -- so Nikki wasn't exaggerating for once!" she exclaimed.

Rob started, processing that. How many people had Nikki been texting?

"Nikki exaggerates all the time. She told me she made Dr. Taylor come three times during detention -- but I could only ever make him come twice. And that was just one time!" Her voice was soft and dreamy.

As she spoke she kept rubbing on his pants, and Rob felt his dick growing again, for the twentieth time that day.

"Look at you," Jenny murmured, almost to herself. Then she looked up at Rob, locking his gaze as she reached up and slowly took hold of his belt.

Rob knew he should stop her, for the sake of his date later, but for some reason his mouth just opened and closed, with no sound at all. Jenny was less practiced at the routines than Becca and Nikki, but sexual energy radiated off her, and hit Rob like kryptonite.

At just that moment, Ashley came hurrying back in from the other room. She took in their relaxed expressions and Jenny's fingers on Rob's belt buckle. She gave Jenny a sardonic stare.

"Oh I see you let him off the hook, Jenny."

Jenny stuck her tongue out at Ashley, gave Rob's crotch a last little pat, and withdrew her hand.

Ashley looked over at Rob and gestured towards the blonde on her knees on the floor.

"This girl plays 'innocent' better than anyone I know!" she said. "But don't let her fool you!"

"Play, no way!" Jenny reached around and lightly smacked her butt. "I am sweet as South Carolina iced tea! Don't you think so, honey?"

Jenny batted her eyes and looked up at him.

Rob took in her big wide eyes and long curling lashes, the circles of her cheekbones with her cute little elfin nose, and finally took in the shiny pink round ring of her open mouth. She heaved back and forth slightly and her chest jiggled in the polka-dot bra.

"Ok, ok, enough of that." Ashley said. "You'll pop his balloon if you don't back off, and more than one fine lady has been very carefully blowing that up today."

"A whole handful," Rob burst out.

"A handful!" Jenny repeated, "Just like me!" She flexed her arms into her chest three times in a row, making her cleavage rise and fall dramatically. She stood up, still working her arms. Rob could not stop looking at her shifting, heaving bosom.

Ashley put her hand on Jenny's shoulder and coaxed her toward the exit. "Clothes are going ON this boy right now, not the other way around. You'll get your present later, birthday girl."

"Bye, mister!" Jenny gushed breathily in Rob's direction as she disappeared out the door. "Nice to meet... your meat!"

Rob heard her giggling as she skipped away.

He looked at Ashley and held out the measuring tape.

"Silly boy, I don't need one of those. That was just a little fun. I can tell your size just by looking at you."

She adopted a mock clinical pose. "Yep" She rubbed his stomach. "Mm hmm" she said and poked at his upper arm. "Just as I thought".

Quick as a flash, she grabbed his crotch and squeezed his cock. "Put this away or we'll never get these pants on."

"You ARE a lucky guy, you know. Nikki and Becca like you, and you can last more than ten minutes in their company. Not every guy can handle all that sexual energy."

She was pulling the slacks up over his legs.

"And they are the head of a whole little troupe of teasers. Like an octopus with slinky nail-polished tease tentacles everywhere. They'll slip right down your pants when you aren't looking. So keep this zipped, Buster!"

She winked and pulled the zipper up. She reached around and smoothed the fabric over his butt and legs, looking at the way it hung on him.

"Right again. Damn I'm good,"

"No comment." Rob reached out and touched her cheek. She playfully bit at his finger, then took it in her mouth.

"You're not mine tonight," she mumbled while sucking on his finger. "I have to throw you back for someone else to catch."

She opened her mouth and Rob withdrew his finger.

"But I've heard a lot of things about your cock today. Don't think I'm not gonna see it someday soon." She touched her finger to her lips, then blew him a kiss. "Or taste it."

"I am certainly looking forward to that!" Rob proclaimed. Ashley laughed. He went for his wallet, but Ashley playfully slapped his hand away.

"No charge for the clothes. Nikki paid for them already."

"Wha-what? She's still here?"

"Venmo, silly. It's not 2010. She said it was in exchange for the dresses from earlier," She put a hand on him and looked sideways in his direction. "So they squeezed some hot little dresses out of you too, eh?"

Rob just shrugged. "Pretty good way to describe it. But I was happy to give a little -- Nikki looked unbelievable in that dress, and Becca ..."

"Lucky, lucky, lucky," Ashley chanted as she escorted him towards the door. She kissed Rob on the cheek and handed him a bag.

He managed to get out of the mall and back to his car without attracting any more nymphomaniacs, and then just sat there for a few minutes recovering.