This story is copyrighted by the author. Feel free to post it to any free site, but if you do, please let me know at punk_you_jenkins@yahoo.com. Of course, this story is fantasy. The author does not condone sex with minors in real life, and has never done it himself. But that's why we have imaginations, right?

Punk Rock Girl - Chapter 2(Mf)
by punk_you_jenkins

I got to the mall a little before 2 and killed a few minutes pacing around the upper concourse. I hadn't been this nervous since high school, and I was trying desperately to get my wits about me. Finally my watch showed 2 o'clock so I drifted towards the food court.

My eyes scanned the busy tables, but I didn't see Anne anywhere. For an instant my head conjured up images of Anne and her friends laughing from across the open courtyard, enjoying the effect they had on such a perverted guy.

"Hey, J.P.!" an excited voice called out from behind me.

I spun around and saw her, looking sexier than the last time - something I had not imagined possible. She was wearing a dark green cargo skirt with a drawstring just below the knee and a long-sleeve t-shirt. Her tiny breasts poked out against the strained fabric and her hair was swept back in two mini pig tails. The shirt exposed her sexy midriff and once again, I could see just a hint of her panties.

"Hey Anne," I managed to say. "How are you doin?"

"Great," she said with a nervous grin. "Wanna get a coffee or something?"

We migrated to the coffee shop in the food court and I paid for her hot chocolate and my own decaf. I was edgy enough, I certainly didn't need any caffeine in me. She sat down and as I circled to my chair I was able to glance down and see the top of her panties poking above the skirt in the back. My semi-erection instantly became hard and I struggled to sit down while keeping myself covered.

We talked for almost an hour about albums we like, concerts we'd seen and things like that. The entire time I couldn't look away from her captivating eyes. She blushed a lot when she caught me staring, but she seemed to smile as well.

Finally, I worked up the nerve to ask what had been on my mind since I first saw her.

"Anne, how old are you?"

She blushed and looked down into her now empty mug.

"Uhm, 13..." she said quietly. "Does that bother you?"

My cock roarded back to life.

"No, not at all," I said while trying to look into her eyes.

There was an akward silence for a few minutes while we both tried to think of what to say next. Finally she asked if I wanted to swing by the record shop. I had been there earlier, of course, but agreed quickly and we started down the escalator towards the shop. She stood close to me and I savoured her smell - vanilla perfume. I love vanilla.

We browsed around the store for a few minutes, but finally she said she should get going. On the way out of the mall, however, we passed an instant photo booth.

"J.P., let's totally get our picture taken!"

I dug in my pocket and found the correct change and we climbed into the tiny booth. I sat on the stool and she glided onto my lap. I couldn't believe she could be so casual about it, my cock instantly became hard once again and I was sure she could feel it poking her.

She took the money from me and leaned forward to put it in the slot. She seemed to have trouble getting the change in, and in the process of trying, wiggled around in my lap. I tried not to think about her gyrations, because after spending the afternoon with this goddess, I was almost ready to explode.

She finally got the money in and settled back on my lap for the first pose. I slid an arm around her waist and she leaned her face back against mine.

"Smile," she said and I did.

CLICK

She repositioned herself again, this time placing her crotch right over my cock. I thought I heard her moan as the light flashed.

CLICK

She had gotten quiet and just as the light was ready to flash for the third pose, she wiggled her ass noticably on my cock and let out a more audible moan.

CLICK

Finally she turned her face and kissed my cheek. I was in heaven.

CLICK

As the last photo was taken she let her lips linger on my cheek. I didn't want to risk making a move in case she freaked, and I never wanted the moment to end. She sat on my lap for a few moments, gently sliding back and forth. I held my breath as I felt her petite ass slide along my cock.

Her pace quickened, and suddenly I was being dry-humped right in the photo booth. I said nothing, and I was too afraid to move. She kept rubbing for almost a minute before she suddenly stiffened and let out a whimper. As she came down, she looked at me and blushed.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry J.P." she said as she threw open the curtain and ran towards the door.

"Anne, wait!" I cried, chasing after her.

She ran to the bus stop and hopped on a waiting bus. I sighed and walked back into the mall, passing by the photo booth just as our pictures were being developed.

I looked down and in the third frame saw a look of pure extasy on Anne's face. My cock demanded immediate attention and I slipped into the public washroom to relieve myself, all the time wondering if I would ever hear from my beautiful angel again.