Date: Thu, 4 Dec 2008 23:50:36 -0600
From: Amber Fountaine <amber_fountaine@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Mall, Chap. 4

Amber Fountaine stories contain sexually explicit descriptions of
consensual sexual activity and are not suitable for reading by anyone under
the age of 18, or anyone offended by reading such material. These acts
include gay and bisexual activity as well as any combination of piss play,
diapers, cross-dressing and other fetishes and perversions that may please
the author's whims. The characters in these stories are fictional, but are
mostly based on the author's true experiences, as well as the experiences
of others he has met. Every attempt to conceal these identities has been
made. These stories are placed in Nifty for the enjoyment of its readers
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				 The Mall
			    by Amber Fountaine
			       Chapter Four

	Uh . . . Hello," I muttered while jumping up and down.
	I'd realized when I stood and walked around, that my diaper was
getting very wet. But I wasn't aware of how wet until I sat down to answer
the phone and felt it squish beneath me. Even as Roni was handing me the
phone, I'd jumped back up to see if I'd left a wet mark and when I didn't
see one, sat back down again next to Roni to talk.
	I heard, "Hey dude, you all right?"
	It was Chris and that brightened me immediately. "Yeah, fine. I was
. . ." For just a moment I'd thought about telling him I was sitting at the
computer with Roni, looking at porn, and that we were both in soggy
diapers. I caught myself in time realizing that I had no idea where he was
calling from or who might be listening. "I was in the middle of something
and stumbled getting to the phone."
	"You were probably playing with your dick and had to switch hands."
	That didn't tell me where he was or if anyone was listening, but at
least I knew he felt it safe to make remarks like that. "Well Chris, if you
were here to play with it for me, I wouldn't have to switch hands." I
wanted Chris to know I was in a playful mood and for Roni to know who I was
talking to and that if might be another conversation like the one I'd just
had with Randy. That made me wonder if Chris might be home and available to
come over too. Wouldn't that be a heckuva party! But before I could ask, he
let me know he wasn't.
	"If I was home," he told me, "I'd be glad to help you out. I guess
I'll have to settle for that puny peter that Marvin has."
	I knew Marvin was the cousin he was visiting and my earlier
suspicions that Chris and his cousin may have been fooling around together
were confirmed. I also suspected, from the background noises on the phone,
that Marvin was listening and that Chris's remark about Marvin having a
puny peter were the reason they were wrestling or tussling or whatever. My
lustful mind came up with a great idea. "Too bad Marvin isn't staying with
you instead of you staying with him. Then all three of us could have fun."
	I heard Chris tell Marvin, "He wants you to come over to my house
so he can suck both our cocks." That wasn't what I'd said, but it seemed
Chris knew me well enough after one blowjob to understand that was exactly
what I meant.
	"I'll bet you didn't know you and Melisa have so much in common,"
Chris teased. "You both like to suck my dick."
	I heard a voice in the background holler, "And you like to suck
mine too faggot." I was sure it was Marvin's voice which meant that Chris
was calling Marvin `Melisa' and I could guess why.
	To be sure, I asked, "Is Marvin pretty when he's Melisa?"
	"Naw," he answered, "Melisa is a skank but she gives good head."
That was followed by more sounds of playful tussling between the two.
	I'd heard enough to discern I'd been right, so I decided to give
Chris a brief update. "Kayla got to go shopping at the mall and is working
part-time as a maid for my step-mom."
	Chris was silenced by that news so he had no problem hearing Roni
say, "Tell him about the two boys you sucked today."
	"Is that Roni?" he asked and when I told him it was, he wanted to
know, "Is that true? You sucked a couple of guys today? Who was it? Do I
know them? Do they live there in the neighborhood?"
	He was asking so many questions so fast that I couldn't answer any
of them. "Wait!" I told him. "One thing at a time." Then I went into a
brief description of our shopping trip and the reward I'd given the boys
for taking us. I didn't tell him that Roni had taken an active part in the
rewarding, but like everyone else it seemed, Chris was enamored with Roni
and wanted to know if she'd watched or joined in.
	I wasn't sure how much Roni might want Chris to know about all that
so I told him, "If you really want to know, she's right here. You can ask
her."
	"No! That's alright." Then he calmed down and asked, "You really
had fun huh? Did you go to the mall dressed as Kayla?"
	"Sure. Why not? We were buying clothes and stuff for Kayla. I had
to be sure they'd fit and I couldn't get in the dressing rooms with Roni if
I was dressed like a boy."
	"No shit! You went in the dressing rooms and everything?"
	I knew I had Chris's undivided attention, no matter what Marvin -
or Melisa - might be doing. "Of course we went in the dressing rooms. Roni
and I went in together so we could help each other. That's what girls do
when they go shopping. We're going again tomorrow. Randy is going to take
us."
	I swear I could hear Chris nearly panting on the other end of the
phone. Then I heard some noises I couldn't identify and in a moment Chris
said, "Guess what Melisa is doing."
	There was no way of knowing for sure, but I knew what I'd be doing
if I were in his place. "Would it happen to have anything to do with that
beautiful big cock of yours?"
	Chris chuckled. "It sure would. I was playing with it when I called
you and now she's sucking it for me. Again."
	"Oh darn," I teased. "I was hoping you'd get home in a few days
with your balls full of juice and be all hot and horny and drop a big load
in my mouth." I was really starting to enjoy talking dirty on the
phone. Roni was too. She was watching me, grinning, and shaking her
head. It was also making me stiff again in my diaper and that reminded me I
hadn't mentioned that.
	"Chris. Remember when we were looking at the computer and we looked
at some groups about people wearing diapers?"
	"No," he answered succinctly.
      Then I recalled that we hadn't looked at those until after Chris had
left. "Maybe it was just Roni and me. Anyway, we did. A lot of sissy kind
of guys seem to like that. So when we went shopping we got some and Roni
and I are both wearing diapers. It's really cool." I almost giggled telling
him it was `cool' when what I was enjoying was the feeling of the hot piss
soaking my diaper. "And we're both wet," I added so he might understand.
      "No shit. You really like that huh? Roni too?"
      "We just tried it a few minutes before you called but yeah, we both
like is so far."
      Chris teased me. "You gonna get her mom to change you?"
      "No. We were planning on changing each other. Roni really goes for
guys in diapers and Randy is coming back over in a few minutes so Roni can
diaper him."
      Sometimes Chris was a little slow and you could almost hear the
wheels turning while he tried to think something through. Not this
time. Just like Randy, he went for the bait and it was my turn to reel him
in. "No shit," he told me, like that was the only thing he knew to
say. Then he nibbled. "Do you think she'd put a diaper on me?"
      "Probably so." Roni and I were grinning at each other. She knew
exactly what I was up to. "It's awesome. The wetter my diaper gets, the
more she puts her hand in it."
      I recognized the noises Chris made when he shot his jism. That lucky
cousin of his was swallowing a load of cum that I'd have died for. "Does
Melisa love the way you taste as much as I do?"
      It was a moment of two before he could answer. "Uh, yeah. She
does. You two are a lot alike. But I don't think she's ever tried diapers."
      I heard a muffled conversation, then he said, "She really wants to
meet Kayla."
      That was fine by me. I'd met Marvin several times but he'd never
known about Kayla (how could he - `Kayla' was only three days old) and I'd
never known about Melisa. I wondered if that was something Marvin had been
doing for years or something Chris had talked him into after seeing me in
lingerie. And I loved the way he always referred to Melisa as `she' like he
was a real girl. When talking about me, Roni sometimes said `he' and
sometimes `she' and I just hoped she'd never slip in front of Jean or my
dad. I even thought about asking Randy to drive me over to wherever Marvin
and Chris were at, but I had no idea where his cousin lived - or went to
school for that matter. And it was silly to think about wasting time with
Randy riding around in a car when I had so many more urgent things to
do. To paraphrase an old saying, "A cock in the mouth is worth two at
Marvin's house."
      "I'd like to meet Melisa too," I told him. "But it will have to be
when you get back home I guess."
      Then Roni got my attention. "Tell them to meet us at the mall
tomorrow around noon."
      I explained Roni's suggestion and told them I'd be dressed as Kayla
again. Marvin had an idea as to how they could get to the mall, but he
couldn't go dressed as Melisa. "We've got all summer," I reminded them. But
from summers past, I knew they could be god-awfully long - and very, very
short at the same time. I promised Chris an update if he'd call back the
following evening and then hung up.
      As soon as I did, Roni teased me. "Sounds like Sissy Kayla is finding
all kinds of nasty little boys to play with."
      I thought about that and decided that what she'd said was close, but
not entirely correct. Of the four boys she was referring to, they were all
boys I knew or knew of. What I was really finding was that those boys all
wanted to play - with a sissy. Everywhere I turned, I was finding yet
another reason to be glad I'd let Roni bring out my sissy side. On impulse,
I reached over and kissed her.
      She returned the kiss and asked, "What was that all about?"
      I gave her an embarrassed shrug. "Just . . . to thank you for helping
me be Kayla."
      She laughed. "Sweetie, I think you were always Kayla. At least a
little bit. If I hadn't helped you someone else would have or you'd have
found out on your own."
      She was about to say more, but the doorbell rang and if it was Randy,
I had to wonder if he had a police escort - intentional or otherwise. I
glanced at the clock on the bed table and realized it had been fifteen
minutes ago that we'd talked; not the five I'd imagined. After looking
through the peephole to be sure it was him, sissy Kayla, in her soggy
diaper and sexy nightie, opened the door for an extended afternoon of
sexual pleasure.
	"Looks like you've both put on some weight," Randy teased as he
walked in and looked us over to verify that we'd really worn diapers.
	Roni told him, as she twisted and stuck out her butt in his
direction, "It does make my ass look big, doesn't it?"
	Randy wasted no time in letting Roni know how much he liked
her. "Your ass is fine - about the finest ass I've ever seen."
	Roni grinned flirtatiously. "Flattery will get you everywhere."
	"Mmm," he told her. "That sounds even better than Kayla's offer."
	We were standing close enough at that moment that it was no problem
for Roni to gather us in a group hug and I swear, it wasn't intentional,
but my right arm got caught in the middle before I could raise it to put
around Randy. And since it was just hanging there in front of him anyway, I
turned my palm toward him and rubbed the bulge in his jeans.
	"Checking to see if I really wore panties?" he asked me.
	That made Roni realize where I'd put my hand. "My little sister is
really turning into a slut. She just can't wait to get her hands on the
closest prick she can find."
	I feigned indignation and responded, "That's not true. I don't want
any prick. I want Randy's prick."
	"Then you can be the one," Roni told me, "to find out if he's
really wearing panties like he said.
	"Let the fun begin!" I thought as I dropped to my knees and began
undoing Randy's jeans and even before I had them totally undone and began
pulling them off, I could tell he was indeed wearing panties and very
pretty ones at that. I almost giggled to myself when I realized that I'd
suddenly become a connoisseur of feminine undergarments, deciding which
were pretty in my opinion.
	However, the pair on Randy were definitely pretty to me. They were
larger than regular bikini panties or at least seemed that way because of
the two inch band of stretch lace around the top. Peeking out over the top
of that lace was the head of Randy's cock and I didn't hesitate to greet
its appearance with a kiss. Roni decided on an unobstructed view of Randy's
new underwear and pulled his shirt off while I removed his pants. I might
have taken that pretty prick in my mouth right then, but Roni beat me to
it, grasping it in her hand, thwarting that idea. So I stayed in position,
waiting in case for some reason Roni let go and I could move in. She had no
intention of letting that happen.
	She led him away from me and didn't let go of his dick until they
were seated on the den couch. "Sit with us," she told me. "Before we do
anything else, I want to hear Randy tell us all about his wearing panties."
Then she turned to him. "This isn't the first time. You told me on the
phone you'd done it before with one of your cousins."
	Randy nodded and was about to answer when I interrupted. "I don't
know if I should sit down or not. I'm wet - I mean real wet. I think it'll
leak out."
	Roni giggled. "Well in that case sissy, maybe you should take that
one off and get a dry one."
	I'd been hoping she'd change it and I'm sure she could see the
disappointment on my face when she suggested I do it myself. So she added,
"Unless you'd like Randy to do it for you?"
	That put the smile back on my face but not on Randy's. He turned to
Roni and asked. "How? I've never done that."
	Roni grinned and shrugged. "Damned if I know. I read the
instructions about how to put them on, but I didn't read anything about how
to take one off. I guess like you do with a baby. Have either of you ever
done any baby sitting?" When we both shook our heads, she jumped up. "I'm
going to need a dry one soon too. I'll go get the bag."
	Left alone with Randy, I immediately considered crawling between
his legs but he stopped me. "Come here and let's see if I can figure this
out." I stood before him and he pulled off the panties from over the diaper
and had me step out of them. With the panties off, you could tell the
diaper was very wet and sagging. But to be sure - or maybe just to tease me
- Randy ran his fingers up under the leg opening on one side and tickled my
balls. "Yeah, you're wet alright. Maybe you should lay down on the floor
like a baby. I've seen my aunt change my little cousin like that.  It
couldn't be too much different."
	It wasn't what I'd hoped for, but I sure didn't complain;
especially when Randy took my stiff prick in his mouth as soon as he'd
ripped the diaper loose in front and pulled it down out of the way. He was
sucking me enthusiastically when Roni walked back in the room.
	"How's it taste?"
	Randy pulled off and moved to indicate she should take his
place. "Try it."
	She shook her head. "You probably got all of the flavor off by
now."
	He looked at her skeptically. "You . . . really like the taste of
pee?"
	It was one of the few times I saw Roni blush. I guess there was a
difference in admitting something like that to a sissy `sister' and to a
boy her age or older. "Yeah, I do. Kinky huh?"
	"It's okay," Randy said hurriedly to make her feel better. "I've
never tasted it."
	Roni giggled. "You just did."
	"Yeah, well . . . I mean . . . you know . . . like you were talking
about earlier."
	It took me a moment to realize he'd meant earlier in the day. Roni
had made a few insinuations about having the boys piss in my mouth but when
I'd had the chance just before they'd left, she'd stopped me. I tried to
remember if either of us had told Randy about my adventure with Roni in the
shower.
	"Would you like to try that sometime?" Roni teased him. "Sissy
thinks my pee tastes wonderful. Maybe some time when we have more time we
could all get together in our panties and pee for each other."
	Apparently that made Randy think about the bags Roni had
retrieved. "Are you going to put a diaper on me too?"
	Roni grinned at him. We could both tell Randy was anxious to try
it. "Yes," she told him. "But not until you're ready to leave. And you have
to wear it all night and be back over here tomorrow and it needs to be wet
when you get here. Any problem with that?"
	I could tell that Randy briefly thought about any problems he might
have keeping the diapers undetected by his parents for the rest of the day
and night and getting back over here in the morning and after a moment, he
shook his head and told her, "No. I don't think so. Shouldn't be any
problem. My dad's in San Francisco this week. My mom doesn't pay that much
attention to what I do. The only person that might be a problem is my
little sister. She loves to catch me doing things she can tell my mom
about."
	"Did she ever catch you and Jim?" Roni asked, causing me to
smile. She was determined to hear that whole story of him and Jim.
	"Once. But she didn't know what we were doing."
	"What about you and your cousin?"
	"We always did it at his house. He's older and his dad let him move
out to the apartment over the garage so no one ever bothered us."
	I really wanted to hear the rest of Randy's story, but I either
needed to be diapered again or whatever. I was still on my back on the den
floor with the wet diaper under me and my cock sticking up like a flagpole
from when Randy had been sucking it. He still had one hand around the base,
but had turned all his attention to Roni. My preference would be for Randy
to finish, but instead of suggesting that, I asked Roni, "Are you gonna put
another one on me?"
	She gave us both that wicked smile that meant she had something up
her sleeve. "I've got an idea," she began. Then she told Randy, "You lay
down on the floor like Sissy."
	Randy was sure he was about to get diapered until he saw Roni force
hers down over her hips and step out of it. Then she stood over him, her
feet on either side of his hips and that made us think she intended to fuck
him again. But Roni is never that easy to read. She waited until Randy
pushed the front of his panties down and held his prick straight up for her
to settle on it, then she stepped forward, dropped to her knees, and
stopped when her pussy was a couple of inches above his face. "Taste it,"
she told him.
	He raised his head and began to lick her slit. I might have watched
and learned something, but with Randy's pretty prick now left unattended,
and Roni's words, "Taste it," still echoing in my mind and matching my
thoughts, I didn't waste the opportunity. I rolled over between his legs
and took that stiff cock in my mouth and went to cock-sucking heaven,
licking, sucking, kissing, and rubbing that beautiful thing all over my
face. I'd become totally captivated by cocks and couldn't keep from showing
it. As much as I was still concerned about hiding this new fascination from
my school mates, at that moment I wouldn't have quit sucking Randy if the
school band and the entire student body had marched by watching me.
	Roni's cat-like noises and sensing that Randy was struggling with
something made me glance up and I could see there was pee running down
Randy's cheeks and over his chin. I'd assumed that when Roni had said,
"Taste it," that she'd meant for him to taste her pussy, wet with
piss. Instead she'd intended to pee in his mouth and neither of us had
realized that. Then Randy had the sense to open his mouth and begin
swallowing. Between his legs, with his cock in my mouth, I was in the
perfect position to see his throat move as he gulped down her hot pee. I
envied Randy but not enough that I wanted to swap places. I was sure I'd
have many opportunities to drink Roni's piss, but how often I'd get to suck
Randy's cock I didn't know.
	I smiled to myself as I thought how quickly my attitude had
changed. A few weeks ago, before watching Chris jack off, I'd have denied
having any desire to suck a cock. A few days ago, I might have made the
same argument, even if I did know it probably wasn't true. But now, having
sucked three cocks in less than three days, and Randy's a second time in
the same day, I was thinking about `getting' to suck him, much as he'd
remarked about me `getting' to dress as a girl. It was like and honor and
privilege to have a cock in my mouth.
	I closed my eyes to concentrate on the sensations of the prick in
my hands and mouth, letting one hand cradle Randy's balls through the nylon
of the panties while the fingers of the other combed thought the sparse
turf of his pubic hair. Using the tip of my tongue, I traced the ridge of
the helmet shaped head several times, always ending up at the piss slit in
time to catch the pre-cum that had begun to ooze out from it. So lost was I
in the pleasure I was getting from my leisurely cocksucking, that I had no
idea how long I'd been doing it when Roni stopped me.
	"You didn't make him cum did you?"
	I looked at her and shook my head. "No," I told her, and then added
with a grin, "But I want to."
	"Slut," she teased. "I'm thinking you might like to suck it out of
me."
	Randy decided since it was his cock in question that maybe he ought
to have something to say about what we did and how we did it. "I want to do
that."
	Roni looked at him, puzzled. "Suck your cum out of me?"
	"No. That's what we did earlier. Kayla sucked my cum out of you and
now I want to try it." When she still looked baffled, he explained. "Not my
cum. I want to do what Kayla did only backwards. I want to suck her cum out
of you."
	I was stunned. Speechless. Roni had teased about maybe someday I'd
get to fuck her and we'd had a couple of great opportunities and hadn't. So
I'd already accepted the idea that it might not ever happen. But now Randy
had suggested it and Roni was grinning at me and I was thunderstruck by the
thought that we were really going to do it.
	After a pause to think it through, Roni told him, "Sure, why not. I
was going to let him eventually. It's not like we're really related. I had
every intention of being his first, but I was going to make him wait a bit
longer." Then she looked at me with that wicked grin and asked, "Top or
bottom?"
	It took me a moment, in my shocked condition, to figure out what
she meant. She wanted to know if I wanted to get on top of her or have her
ride me. I thought of all the pictures we'd looked at on my computer and
remembered one that Roni had really liked. "Remember the picture you said
was awesome? The one with two guys and a girl?"
	Roni grin grew even larger. "There a lot to be said for having a
sissy sister. Lie down."
	Randy was confused until he saw us swing into position. I laid on
the floor and Roni straddled me, easing down until the head of my cock was
rubbing her slit and then using the head to rub her clit. She looked at
Randy and told him, "I'm gonna suck you at the same time." Then we
began. Roni slowly settled down on my prick until it was fully inside
her. She knew not to move much, this being my first time, as I could be
done before anyone else started if she did. I had to wonder how many other
virgins had been initiated by Roni and made a mental note to ask at another
time. It was the most incredible feeling I'd had so far, yet I tried to
think of other things to prolong the pleasure.
	As soon as Roni had me deep in her cunt, she pulled Randy toward
her and began sucking him. Then she began a sort of rocking motion, adding
a little bounce to it, and making me wonder why people didn't spend every
waking moment fucking one another. I could easily understand why men had
been motivated to kill one another, give up their throne, and go to any
length necessary for a piece of pussy. Trying to ignore the sensations I
was feeling was absolutely impossible.
	Then I heard Roni say, "Feed it to sissy. You know she loves it."
	I opened my eyes to see Randy drop down beside me, then lay on his
side so he could put his cock in position for me to suck it. Of course I
did and almost immediately he began to fill my mouth is his cream. I sucked
harder, hoping to draw out more but before I could tell if I'd been
successful, the marvel of having my cock in a wet, warm, pussy, and another
boys cock in my mouth, spewing the great white goo I'd come to love, was
too much for me. I exploded in Roni so hard I thought I was going to buck
her off. As I finished pumping out the last of my load, she fell forward
with me still inside her, and began to lick the parts of Randy's cock that
I didn't have locked firmly between my lips. When I let it slip out, she
took it in her mouth and gave it a few loving sucks too. Then she pushed
Randy back, disconnected from me, and moved up over Randy in the same
position they'd been in when we'd started and she'd peed in his mouth. Only
this time it was my cum she was giving him and he lapped at it with
gusto. I couldn't help but laugh.
	Roni turned to look at me. "What's so funny?"
	"Nothing really. I just think it super cool that we're cum sluts -
all three of us are cum sluts."
	Roni nodded, having a hard time speaking as she reacted to the
licking Randy was giving her. "Yeah . . . uh . . . right . . . you're right
. . . we are . . . that is . . . cool. We're gonna . . . oh . . . oh yeah
. . . gonna have . . . a lot . . . of . . . oh God . . . fun."
	The rest of what she said wasn't at all understandable. It was that
mixture of grunts and groans and cat-like noises she makes when she has an
orgasm. So I went back to doing what I did best; what I'd been doing when
we started. I moved between Randy's legs and began to rejuvenate his cock,
sucking on it and nibbling on his nuts and smiling to myself as I thought
about ways we could spend the next three hours. And then there was tomorrow
and another trip to the mall. And Chris would be back next week. I nuzzled
Randy's growing prick, smiled to myself, and wondered why anyone would ever
think it was bad to be a cocksucker. As far as I was concerned, I couldn't
think of anything better!

To be continued. Comments appreciated: amber_fountaine@hotmail.com