The spring of my senior year of high school, my parents wanted me to get more independent, since I was going off to college in the fall. They made me buy my own food, buy my own clothes, even buy my own school books and help them pay for my tuition. So, I agreed with them because I wasn't a very argumentative person.
One weekend in April, the temperatures started to rise from the cold winters we get in Boston, so I decided to go to the mall and buy some new clothes because I had grown a few inches since last year, height and length. My length had been growing a good amount in the past year and now I could get to a solid nine inches erect, which I was proud of (remember that I am only 18). I had a girlfriend a few months ago, she was my first time, and we had fucked a several times, but after a few months, it ended up not working out. Senior year, I was in two classes with my ex, Lauren, and I ended up staring at her, fantasizing for almost the whole class. She would always wear tight shirts and tight pants to show off her incredible body and nice 34C rack. At this point, we were still friends who laughed and hung around, but nothing had happened between us for several months.
So, back to my clothing crisis, I decided that after school on Friday, I go to the mall down the street from my school to buy a few new shirts. Right after my last class in school, which during, I was fantasizing the whole time; I decided to go straight to the mall. I need you to remember that when I had a girlfriend, we screwed as much as possible, and since then, I hadn't even kissed a girl. Unfortunately, I started to get a little too happy in class, and I could feel myself getting harder and growing in my pants under the table. This is unfortunate because instead of directly leaving the class, I would have to turn myself "off", and awkwardly adjust my pants.
As I walked to my car, my semi-erect penis slowly subsided, and I was back to my regular length. Coincidentally, right when I turned on the radio in my car, "I touch myself" by Blondie came on the radio, and of course I had to sing along. I spent the three minute drive thinking about touching myself. I finally got to the mall, found a good parking spot, and went up to the store. I walked around the store for a few minutes, finding three shirts and a pair of shorts. Although I hate using dressing rooms, I decided I should because I didn't want to have to make another trip to this store. I walked to the back of the store where all of the dressing rooms are. There were four private rooms lined up and I chose to go to the second room. I quickly turned the door knob and swung the door open wide, not thinking that someone may have forgotten to lock it. Now, what are the chances that my half naked ex-girlfriend happened to be changing in the second room? Well, they must have been pretty good, because there she was, in tight jeans and a sexy black bra, about to try on a shirt.
"Danny?!" she shriek in surprise, covering he chest with her arms
"Lauren! Oh my god, I'm so sorry for barging in." I replied also in great surprise. Seeing that sexy black bra barely cover her luscious breasts definitely turned me and my dick on, feeling a bit of resistance from my pants in my crotch region. If this was any other girl, I would have immediately closed the door and run away in embarrassment, but for some reason, I stood in the doorway talking with her for another few seconds.
"Danny, what are you doing here?" As she said this, she removed her arms from her chest, making flailing arm motions in anger and surprise.
"I just came here to get a few shirts to wear for school"
