Water Park Fun Ch. 02 - The Mall

Amanda rummaged through the rows of panties to find her next pair. There were other girls around looking through the panties. Amanda moved away from me to look at the other side of the table and I felt awkward looking like I was alone looking through the panties.

I glanced down at the rows, afraid to actually touch any. I looked over at one of the corners and a pair caught my eyes. I reached down hesitantly to pick them up, afraid that I was committing some kind of social taboo by touching the merchandise. I held up a pair of crimson panties with lacework along the sides, waistband, and decorating the crotch. They were a lot more revealing then the other pairs that Amanda had picked out and I hoped that she would like them. I found another pair that were similar in design but were black. I imagined Amanda's lightly tanned skin contrasting against the red or black panties. If my imagination was even half right in how sexy she would look in them then they would be more then worth the price of five dollars each. Amanda had told me she was a small size so I made sure I had the right size before walking away with my choices.

When I looked up from the rows of panties I couldn't see Amanda anywhere in the PINK! room. I looked back and worth, expecting her to appear from thin air. I knew that the only way she could have gone was deeper into the store. I took a deep breath and started forward on my journey. The store was organized in several rooms that were mostly squared with display tables in the middle and lingerie on the walls.

My feelings of being out of place weren't helped when I would pass a worker. I expected them to talk to me, ask me if they could help me find something or accuse me of trying to perv out in the store. Instead, to my relief, they would see me but not ask me any questions even though I saw them walk up to nearly every girl that came through their section. It seemed like I was so far removed from this world that they didn't even bother to talk to me.

The way the store was laid out was very much like the products they sold. It seemed to resemble the bottom half of a person. The back section of the store was the biggest room where the registers, changing room, and displays for perfumes and lotions were kept. Jutting out from this main room like legs were the PINK! entrance that we had come in through and the other leg of the store was another series of displays. This layout forced me to have to walk down one leg of the store and past the registers. When I didn't find Amanda down the other leg of displays so I had to double back and ended up back by the registers.

Even with my overactive imagination that tended to lean towards the pessimistic side, I didn't think that Amanda would have ditched me. I hoped that maybe she was in the changing room, I walked over to the lotions which would let me keep an eye on the changing room without being too close to the entrance and started to study the bottles like I was going to have a test on them. I didn't like being ditched. If I had her number then I could text her asking where she was at but since I didn't I was left staking out the changing rooms like a stalker. I did my best to be patient, but it was never one of my strengths.

I was trying out the eighth or so sample of lotion from a tester bottle when Amanda finally emerged from the changing rooms. She all but skipped out of the changing area. The smile on her face when she saw me pierced through most of my brooding at having been left alone. I knew I was overreacting but sometimes knowing isn't enough to instantly change how you feel. "Why did you leave me?" I asked her when she came bouncing to me.

"I had something I wanted to go look at. You were so focused on looking through the panties that I didn't want to interrupt you. It was really cute." She kissed me and grabbed the panties that I had been clutching in my hand. I completely forgot that I had been carrying them throughout the store. "These are cute," she said as she looked at them. She stuffed the panties into a black mesh bag I had seen the employees offering customers. I got a glimpse into the top of the bag. I saw the other pairs of panties I saw her chose earlier but it looked like other things were hiding under the panties.

Curiosity started to replace my brooding mood. "What else do you got in there?"

"Nothing really, just some surprises," she said with a smirk.

"Surprises?"

"Yep."

"Can you tell me what these surprises are?" I asked.

"Nope, cause then they won't be surprises. You seem a little uncomfortable here. Why don't you go wait outside while I pay."

As much as I loved imagining Amanda in all of the sexy clothing here I was more than willing to wait out front while she paid. I walked out of the store and leaned against the railing across from it. I set the bag of books down and opened and closed my hand to work out the kinks from holding the books for so long. I turned around and looked down over the railing. We had worked our way up to the highest floor of the mall. I stared down at all of the people going about their shopping.

A few minutes later Amanda emerged out of the store carrying three big bags. "That looks like you got a lot more than just some panties," I said.

She laughed. "I might have gone a little overboard."

"Just a little?"

"Hey don't be mean. I've never had a guy to show off before. Can you blame me for wanting to buy some stuff to impress you?" she asked.

"Honestly you don't need to buy anything to impress me. I think you would be beautiful no matter what you wore."

She seemed surprised by my compliment and for once didn't have a witty response to say. She leaned up to kiss me, an action that got more difficult with our increasing amounts of purchases. "Come on, let's go back to the movie theater. The movie starts in twenty minutes." I sighed as I picked back up her bag of books and followed her. Our hands were too full with bags to be able to hold hands, but every now and then she would go out of her way to make sure that our knuckles would graze against each others'.

I had no idea where the movie theater was. If I could have I would have stopped to check one of the maps that we passed but Amanda said she knew the way. We must have backtracked at some point because the movie theater wasn't that far away. As we walked to the movie theater entrance I had to use the restroom. I decided it would be better to empty my bladder now then have to worry about getting up during the movie. I told Amanda I wanted to go to the bathroom real quick and she said she would wait with the bags.

Once in the restroom, I realized I had to do more than just take a piss so it took me a few minutes longer than I thought it would. I hurried to use the restroom, I didn't know why, but I didn't want Amanda to know that I was doing more than taking a piss. When I came out of the restroom Amanda was still waiting at the bench for me. I picked my bags up and we walked into the movie theater.

We hit the concession stand and found our seats. We sat munching popcorn through ten minutes of ads, trivia questions, and behind the scenes of different movies coming out. Even though we were there for a short time the ads were starting to loop back at the beginning of what we first saw when the previews finally started. The first thing that I noticed that was off was that while we were waiting for the previews to start there weren't that many more people who came into the theater. Once the previews started there were only about ten or so other people in the theater and we had the entire back two rows to ourselves.

The next weird thing I noticed was that the previews didn't seem to match up with what I would expect from a summer action movie. The previews consisted of indie and foreign movies. When the movie finally opened up with a woman staring at herself in the mirror and slowly doing her makeup for five minutes instead of gunfire or explosions of any type I knew something was wrong. With the buffer between us and the other moviegoers, I probably could have almost talked at a regular voice but I still leaned over and whispered to Amanda. "I think we are in the wrong movie."

Amanda leaned over and whispered right into my ear, "We aren't in the wrong movie, look at your ticket."

I pulled my ticket stub out of my pocket and saw that the movie name on it wasn't what we had bought the tickets for earlier. "What happened to our tickets?"

"I changed them."

"What? why?"

"Because the other movie would have been too crowded."

"So?" I asked, still not understanding.

Amanda leaned closer so that her lips were nearly right up against my ear. "So, I found another movie that isn't as popular, so that we could get some, alone time." She uttered the last part of the sentence in a tone that gave me shivers. The last time she had spoken like that was when we had made love the night before. To drive her point home even further she reached over and squeezed my upper thigh.

"Oh," was all I could say in response. She kept her hand there and I waited for her to go further but she didn't. I was starting to think that she was bluffing or that she just wanted to see a less crowded movie. I placed my hand over the one she had on my thigh and settled in to watch the movie. I had been expecting to see an action movie but this movie wasn't that bad once I started to get into it. The movie was shot beautifully but it was dialogue-heavy and I was having trouble seeing what the point of the movie was.

About thirty minutes in the college-aged female protagonist ended up with her best friend's older brother at a party while the friend disappeared. In every one of the scenes so far where the two had been together they had been at each other's throats. Now at the party, thanks to some alcohol the two started to get closer to one another and were flirting back and forth. Seeing the romance bloom between them I started to think I finally knew what this movie was going to be about.

A couple of scenes later the two tipsy partygoers ended up going upstairs and finding a bedroom to make out in. The protagonist pushed the older brother onto the bed and straddled him while they continue to make out. The scene was done with soft lighting and the two made out for almost ten minutes, much longer than what other movies would dedicate to this. The passion on the screen was more then what I had ever seen in another movie, including porn.

Amanda started to squeeze my thigh as the scene unfolded. The protagonist pulled away from the kiss, both of them were panting. So far in the movie, the protagonist had been depicted as a prude and her best friend had frequently made fun of her for being a virgin. I thought that the scene was going to be over, but to my surprise, she reached down and pulled her baggy shirt up over her head. She had worn baggy shirts the entire movie and I was surprised to see how nice her tits looked in her plain-looking bra. She reached back and started to undo her bra's clasp.

The camera angle switched to the older brother's viewpoint showing the supple young woman coyishly undoing her bra. After undoing her bra, she covered her breasts with an arm while she slid the bra straps down her arm. Amanda started to slowly rub up and down my thigh, slowly inching further down with each rub. The scene lingered for a moment, as she stared down at the camera, right at the audience, and then moved her arm. Her bra dropped revealing a beautiful pair of medium-sized breasts with upturned nipples. Amanda picked this moment to commit and slid her hand down the rest of the way and cupped my hardening dick.

The couple on screen continued to make out, the two writhing together as they humped against each other. The older brother reached up and started to massage her supple breasts. She arched her back like an electric current ran through her and moaned loudly. She straightened up and continued to grind against him. His arm was outstretched to be able to reach her tits.

Amanda started to stroke through my pants in time with the couple on the screen. Between the scene playing out on the glorious big screen and Amanda's hand rubbing me I could feel my dick straining against my pants. On the screen, the protagonist reached down and started to undo the older brother's pants. Amanda must have either felt my cock straining to get out or wanted to match the action that was happening on the screen because she undid the button on my jeans. The sound of her pulling my zipper down seemed so loud that I thought the whole theater was going to turn around and look at us.

Amanda's warm hand wrapped around my dick just as the same thing happened on the screen. It was at this moment that the drunken best friend/ sister chose to stumble into the room and interrupt the action. There was a flurry of movement as the couple on the bed tried to cover up and the best friend/ sister gasped, dropped her drink, and spun out of the room, slamming the door behind her. The protagonist said sorry to her partner and once dressed chased after her friend.

The action on the screen may have been over but that didn't mean ours had to be. Amanda pulled my dick out of my pants. The movie theater air felt cold on my dick, but luckily the friction from Amanda's hand kept me warm. I leaned back and closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of her soft hand working on me.

Right, when I was really getting into it Amanda abruptly stopped and started to force my hard-on back into my pants. I opened my eyes and looked at her. I was about to ask why she stopped when she gestured with her chin towards the stairs along the seats. I looked over and saw a theater employee walking up the steps with a clipboard and was scanning the moviegoers. The employee seemed to take extra time standing up on the top landing where we were at. My heart pounded. Had she seen what we were doing? Finally, she checked something off on her clipboard and then walked back down the stairs.

We settled back into watching the movie with just innocent hand-holding and touching, which was ok with me. If Amanda hadn't been keeping an eye out then we would have been caught. The movie became about the protagonist trying to fix her friendship with her best friend, who for some reason was mad about catching them hooking up. The protagonist agreed not to see the older brother and said how it was just a night of them fooling around.

Later the protagonist got a text from the older brother. I couldn't help but wonder when he got her phone number. At first, the protagonist was cold to him, but he ended up charming her. There was a sort of montage that showed them both going about their days and pausing frequently to text each other. Their messages were displayed off to the side of the action so that it looked better than just showing close-ups of the phone screens.

Their flirtation started to increase and they ended up going on a date. There were a few moments of them making prolonged eye contact at each other while at a nice dinner, and the next scene was them back at her apartment furiously making out in front of her door. They didn't even stop kissing while she fumbled to unlock the door. When she dropped the keys on the ground they both sighed in frustration. The protagonist quickly snatched back up her keys.

Once finally inside they ended up on her couch. This time he ended up on top and didn't waste any time in sliding a hand under her shirt to feel her up. I decided to try and be the one who matched what was happening on the screen. I leaned over and kissed Amanda. She responded to my kiss quickly. I was hesitant to slide my hand under her shirt in public, but I silenced that voice so that I could focus on the here and now. Amanda jumped as my hand accidentally brushed against her flat stomach. When I started to rub her tits through her bra she grabbed my hand and pushed it tighter against her chest. I felt her nipple harden after a couple of caresses from my thumb.

Onscreen they ground against each other slowly, taking their time now that they were inside and didn't have a chance of getting caught. He started to try and pull her shirt off. She lifted her body so that he could pull her shirt up, exposing her bra clad tits. When he slid his hand inside of her bra I did the same thing. It was perfect timing, Amanda and the protagonist both moaned aloud at the same time. He reached down and started to play with both of her breasts at once. This was a little harder for me to do as I leaned in towards Amanda. She turned sideways to give me more access to her chest.

The protagonist started to pant and moan louder on the screen. She started to grind up harder against him. I lowered my hand down in between her legs and started to press against her mound through her pants. My touch caused her to moan inside my mouth as we continued to kiss. The protagonist started to cry out and orgasmed as she called out the older brother's name. The couple laid on the couch while she caught her breath. I was a man on a mission, I wanted to make Amanda cum and this gave me a much-needed moment to catch up to the action on the screen.

I moved my hand a little higher and started to rub her clit in a circular motion while applying pressure. Amanda started to writhe under me, alternating between pushing upwards so that the pressure increased and pulling away to ease the sensations. I was getting better at using both my hands on her at once and I was able to coordinate my hands so that they were rubbing her clit and felling up her breasts in sync. Amanda started to breathe quickly and I felt her body tense up. She pressed herself back against the cushioned chair and I leaned further over to finish what I started. She started to buck against my hand and let out a mewling sound. It was loud and I didn't want us to get caught so I leaned forward and kissed her to silence her. Once her orgasm passed I felt her body relax.

I was focused on Amanda so I hadn't been paying attention to the screen. When I looked the couple was cuddled up on the couch. They were talking in whispers about shared moments from when they were younger and thought of each other as the sister's annoying friend and the friend's annoying older brother. "So you thought I was annoying?" The protagonist asked him.

"Hey, you just said you thought I was annoying," he tried to defend himself.

She had been the little spoon in the cuddling. She pulled away and sat up. She pulled on him till he was sitting up.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

She started to undo his belt. "Just shut up and stop being annoying," she said. The camera switched to a view of her kneeling in front of him on the couch. When she bobbed her head down he sighed in pleasure. She slowly bobbed her head back and forth in small movements, her rhythm not very rhythmic.

I looked away from the screen to look at Amanda. She seemed enthralled with what was happening on the screen. Without taking her eyes from the movie she reached over and started to feel her way towards my crotch. My fly was still undone from earlier. She reached in and pulled my dick out. I glanced over at the bottom of the stairs and was relieved to not see an employee with a clipboard.

Her hand rubbing up and down my shaft without any barriers between her soft skin and my hard dick felt amazing. I stared at the screen, alternating between pretending like the beautiful girl on the screen was giving me a blowjob and imagining Amanda doing it again. I closed my eyes for a moment, recalling how she blew me in the shower. I remembered how soft her lips had been when she first kissed the head of my dick, how moist and warm her mouth was when she first took me into her mouth. I focused so hard on those memories that for a moment I thought I could actually feel her mouth and I was back in the shower. It only took me a second to realize that what I was feeling wasn't just a memory. I thought Amanda was going to just give me a handjob, but when I opened my eyes I saw she was leaning across from her seat and was blowing me.