The Mystery of Lakeview Mall

"I don't just have two holes, you know."

Tyler stopped in place, then looked at Zoe as if she was out of her mind. He then looked at his cock, he himself knowing it was larger than average, then back at her. "You serious?"

Zoe was still blushing profusely, but continued. "If you open me up back there... warm me up first... I've experimented before. I may not be able to take all of you, but... yeah."

Tyler didn't say anything for the longest time. "God damn, Zoe," he finally said.

"It's a surefire form of birth control!" Zoe protested. "If you don't want to, just tell me that you don't want to fuck me up the ass. Go on."

"Do you want me to fuck your ass?" Tyler asked in disbelief.

"Fuck yes. I want it in me, and this is the only way. So yes, I want it in my ass, Tyler. Are you happy?"

The slow smile that spread across Tyler's face communicated that he was more than happy. One prep talk of the do's and don't's from Zoe later, and Tyler was easing a first finger, then a second, into Zoe's ass. Zoe was moaning embarassingly quickly -- and while it was true that she had some experience with anal, it wasn't as much as she would have liked and none of it came from anyone other than herself.

This was a completely new experience for Tyler. The sight of his finger slowly sinking inside Zoe's ass was so sexy, his dick was pulsating and bobbing up and down. He had always wanted to take a girl's anal virginity, and he guessed that some other lucky guy got to claim that given how confident Zoe was being about anal, but at least he would get to fuck a girl's ass, and not just any any ass, Zoe's ass. Zoe had the sexiest butt of anyone he knew.

Zoe's ass was firm yet round, toned yet not hard or unattractive. Just beautiful, and irresistible. And soon he'd be inside it. Feeling playful, with two fingers still inside her, Tyler leaned forward and lightly bit Zoe's ass.

"Ow!" Zoe yelped, twitching. "What do you think you're doing?"

Tyler chuckled lowly, slowly pulling his fingers out. "Playing with my food?" he asked smugly. He couldn't help but wonder if Zoe had planned for this or something -- butts weren't exactly primarily for fucking, and he was always worried about the Brown Visitor, but for some reason, that hadn't become an issue with them. Emboldened by this, he took a cheek into both hands and, for the first time, extended his tongue and began to rim his best friend, taking them both to a place they had never been before.

"Tyle-! Oh my fuuuuucking goddddd~" Zoe felt such new sensations that she went cross-eyed in submissive pleasure. Being rimmed felt so weird, but it made her crave a dick in her ass like she'd never craved anything before in her life. She couldn't help but mash her beautiful ass into his face, which Tyler accepted readily, discovering that he was quite enjoying rimming himself.

There was a certain power in giving a rimjob -- a feeling of claiming that eating pussy just didn't satisfy. Here he was, holding, as far as he was concerned, the best ass in all of Hazelwood High in his hands, going to town on what lay between the cheeks. And besides, even if the action itself wasn't pleasurable, everything it was doing to Zoe sure was.

Zoe was in hysterics, thrashing her upper body about, occasionally slapping the bed with a free hand, unable to keep herself still. Her voice had betrayed her in a fit of pure pleasure, and she couldn't filter her thoughts any longer.

"Oh my god Tyler, I want your big thick meaty cock destroying my ass. Please give it to me, give it to me deep! I'm just a dumb slut that deserves nothing more than to be split in half by your huge perfect cock. Please Tyler, just fuck me. Fuck me now, rape me! Fuck this dumb slut and keep her as your personal fuck doll, that's all I am, that's all I deserve to be!! Just rape me as if I'm nothing more than your personal property, your slave, your personal stupid whore!"

Tyler, as well as Zoe, was making a mental note of the potential issues Zoe had, but that wasn't going to stop him. He, to his own displeasure, stopped rimming her to prep her with his fingers again, lining up his cock and laughing in a low, almost evil voice.

"So you want me to destroy you?" he asked her, his voice full of power.

Zoe whimpered.

"You want me to r-word you?" he continued.

Zoe gave a small chuckle. "It kind of ruins the moment when you say 'r-word' like that."

"I'm not saying the actual word."

"Then let's move on. Pretend I never said it."

"Got it." Tyler recovered quickly. "Are you ready for me to fill your ass like you've never been filled before?"

"Fuck yes," Zoe said in a voice just above a whisper. "Give it to me, Tyler."

Tyler generously applied the lube Zoe laid out beforehand on his cock, then pressed the head of his thick cock against her asshole. "You asked for it," he warned her as he began to slowly press in.

Zoe's low moan started from the second she began to feel him pressing into her and lasted until the full head of his dick disappeared inside her. Even just the head felt like the largest object in the world was inside her. She could feel her insides stretching and molding around him, accommodating his huge size. A part of her worried if something was going to tear or bleed or something. A larger part of her cautioned herself about thinking such things. She was here to be a dumb, submissive bitch. She was here to take his cock and be a good little fleshlight for him.

Zoe practically forgot the full thing wasn't inside her by the time Tyler figured she was okay to take more. Slowly, over the process of minutes, he eased and back-and-forthed his way into her awaiting ass, Making her moan and sweat and bury her face into the pillow and occasionally frantically call for him to stop as she got accommodated. Zoe thought she could never take the full thing, so she was surprised the first time she felt the underside of Tyler's belly hit her ass. He was pressing up against her.

"I can't... believe it..." she moaned.

"Ready for it?" Tyler challenged.

"In... a few seconds... but go slow... to start..." Zoe moaned. She loved this. Even as she breathed those words, her free hand went back to play with her pussy. Sure enough, she moaned uncontrollably at first touch. Zoe was unsure if she'd ever be able to masturbate without having something in her ass after that. She'd seen the light, and she was looking forward to Tyler driving the point home. She could never tell him how easily he could make her his obedient little puppy or something after this; he'd never let her live it down. Maybe she could settle for asking him to get her a collar or something.

Tyler began to pump in and out of Zoe's backdoor, with the normally proud and confident Zoe moaning cutely and submissively, helpless at the hands of Tyler. Those hands were now gripping her ass with such a dominant force that made her feel so receptive, so submissive, so right. She wished he could do this every day. She wished he wouldn't ask her consent and just use her. She wished she could live out all of these sick twisted fantasies she now knew she had with him. Never had a boy make her go so crazy, but then again, no boy had a cock or a horny spirit quite like Tyler.

It took surprisingly little time, especially for anal, for the two to get into a good groove, with Tyler ramming into her like tomorrow didn't exist and Zoe moaning and crying and loving every second of it.

Frustratingly, noticing her tears, Tyler stopped momentarily, concern washing over him. "Are you crying?? Are you okay, should we stop?"

Zoe, tears in her eyes, whipped her head around to face Tyler with a face so full of anger and fury that she looked less like a human being and more like a slasher movie villain. "Keep going," she replied, her tear-filled eyes blasting pure rage at the nerve of him to stop. "Now!!"

No longer sure who was dominating whom, Tyler resumed his assault, luckily not growing soft in his concern. His still-hard cock, ready to withstand any amount of fucking, pressed on, invading and plundering Zoe's insides and rearranging her guts to such a depth she felt like it was going to come out of her mouth at some point. She moaned and groaned and pushed her hips back into his, wanting more, wanting to be his anal bitch forever. She was so glad she was so cautious about pregnancy. This was the best feeling in the world.

Sadly, all good feelings have to come to an end, and Tyler could feel himself not being able to last much longer. He could barely warn Zoe about his impending climax, though with seconds to spare, his sudden shift in tempo told Zoe everything she needed to know. "Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck!" Zoe moaned as she began to feel a warm load deposit inside her. Tyler's seed. He was marking her as his own. Tyler was cumming inside Zoe's ass, and she loved it. She could feel his spunk spreading its warmth like a liquid aphrodisiac throughout her body, reprogramming her, hotwiring her to make her addicted and submissive to his cock forever. She moaned as he grunted, her body and mind completely receptive to Tyler's invasion.

Tyler huffed a few times after his orgasm subsided, taking the next few minutes to slowly retrieve himself from inside her. Zoe was very specific -- going in had to be slow, but going back out had to be just as slow, to avoid pain, blood, or a result neither of them would have wanted. Inevitably, Zoe had bled a little, but that was to be expected, especially given his size. Still in a trance from feeling his cum inside her, Zoe calmly told him to wash his dick and reassured him that she was fine, and that it may have hurt a bit but that's what she wanted.

After Tyler returned with a fully washed cock, he admired his handiwork, strewn across the bed. "God damn, Zoe, you a real freak, you know that?" he asked with a toothy grin.

Zoe grinned back. "You bring it out of me, what can I say?" she asked seductively. "Now get over here."

"Why?"

"Because I want to suck your cock again, you dork," she laughed in answer. That was good enough for Tyler and soon Zoe was humming and moaning happily on his dick, making him shiver in anticipation.

"Where'd you get that cut, anyway? Now that you're naked. I don't see it?"

Zoe took her mouth off of Tyler's phallus just long enough to answer. "What?"

"You said you got cut today. I don't see the cut. Is it serious?"

Oh, right. That. Zoe thought quickly. "I can tell you about it..." she purred. "Or I can keep sucking your dick."

Tyler laughed. "You'd suck my dick any time. Let's see it."

"Tyler, with all due respect, it seems like you don't even trust me on this," Zoe argued, trying to keep a strong tone but finding herself so in lust with him that her words even now came out like she was trying to seduce him. "I don't really want to talk about my medical records with you. Some things are still private to me. Besides, you know what I said about the mall creeping us all out. There are other reasons too."

"Yeah, but-"

"Would seeing my cut change your mind on something?" Zoe asked him.

"Well, no, but-"

"Then there we go," Zoe said simply, happily taking Tyler's cock back into her mouth and attempting to take it down her throat.

Tyler groaned and closed his eyes. "Alright, fine, fine, whatever," he said in a half-huff, half-moan. "Shit, baby, this had better become a daily thing with us."

Zoe fucked his cock with her throat for another minute then came up for air. "Ugh, 'baby,' she groaned. "That's not me. Pick something else. And speaking of, weren't we going to talk about that?"

"Oh, yeah," Tyler mumbled. "So, like, do you want to be boyfriend and girlfriend or something?"

Zoe took her mouth off of him again, clearly for the last time in a while, and sighed. "You know we've already talked about this," she replied, playing with her pussy absentmindedly, as if she herself didn't know.

"Yeah, but like, just straightforward, no context needed, yes or no. I'm tryna see something here," Tyler protested.

"Give me the question again."

"Do you want to be boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Zoe thought about it for a bit. "Operating purely off of the definition of 'want,' no. I don't expressly feel a desire towards it."

"Cool, okay. Then I'm totally happy being friends with benefits."

Zoe chuckled. "So if I said yes we would have instantly been boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Well..." Tyler blushed. "It just means we would have needed to talk about it a bit more. And talked about some other things. Where we stand on X, Y, and Z."

Zoe smiled, feeling his cum still in her. "Look at you being mature. Do you need to borrow money or something?" she joked.

"Hey, you asked, I listened. You're always fucking surprised when I do that," Tyler said seriously, but laughed afterwards regardless. "I just don't want nothing... complicating us."

"Yeah, me neither," Zoe huffed.

"Hm?"

"What?"

Just sounds like you know something," Tyler prodded her.

"No, but I am thinking about how all this is sudden," Zoe replied. She considered telling him about Nami's theory, the mall, and the real reason she feared it.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Tyler spoke. "Ahh, I getcha. Girl stuff. Feelings and shit. No worries! Take all the time you need. I'm here for you, and we both know we're gonna be doing this a lot more often."

Zoe gave a frown-smile to Tyler. He took it as her not willing to concede, but to her it was obvious: nope. Don't tell him. Tyler clearly wasn't ready for this conversation.

***

Zoe was weak. She couldn't resist. As much as she led the charge against the mall, she couldn't help herself, and at her earliest opportunity, she biked back to the mall personally. She told herself that it was for investigative purposes, even though she wasn't yet willing to admit she bought Nami's theory in the slightest. Still, at the end of the day, she was there, at the mall, with no clear reason to cite.

As soon as she was inside, she breathed deeply and felt relaxed. She felt so good to be there. She didn't even feel the need to explore, but rather to just... be there. She knew it wasn't a drug or anything either, because it wasn't like she always felt like she needed more of the mall's air or something, she just wanted to visit for a small time. What's more, at a certain point, she knew she'd feel compelled to actually go away and get home. If it were a drug, it wouldn't have been like that.

Some rational part of her was bothered by the fact that she was back. A part of her mind knew she shouldn't have been back there at all. But she also knew that... it was a mall. It was a place. Granted, she was trespassing, but that was the biggest argument against her being there, and she hadn't let that stop her in the past. But also... she wasn't even doing anything there. Her lie that she was 'investigating' was paper-thin even to her. She was just standing there, being there... as if her body just wanted to be there for whatever reason, and then out of nowhere, it was content to leave. Zoe also got the sinking feeling that she'd experience this craving out of nowhere again, sometime down the road, and that she'd listen to that voice.

Speaking of listening to the voice, as Zoe biked home, she realized that she was starting to get wet. Perhaps her position was weird and the friction was stimulating her. Perhaps she was thinking of Tyler again. Or Nami. Or how badly she wanted to fuck them both.

She had no idea that both of them had also visited the mall on their own, several times that week, with the same confusion. None of the three of them knew why they were visiting at all. None of them did anything but stand there. And none of them didn't think about masturbating that night as they made their way home, without fail, every time.

***

Nami screamed in pleasure. Zoe, bewildered yet turned on to hell by the sight before her, pushed her fourth finger into Nami's awaiting, hungry pussy. The two were excited to hear that Zoe's parents were going to be away that night, and decided to celebrate by capitalizing on their success, ignoring homework entirely and just focusing on each other.

Zoe thought Nami was loud normally, but when she didn't have to worry about parents barging in, she really let loose. She ground her hips against her friend's hand as she got fingered, constantly screaming for more, desiring more and more the feeling of getting stretched out and full. Nami wanted so badly to feel full.

The two girls made out passionately, caring less and less about technique with each passing seconds, just wanting so badly to be closer and closer, to feel that ultimate pleasure with each other. Nami broke the kiss and moaned, "Keep going, keep going."

Despite shoving four fingers into her friend at mach speed, Zoe couldn't help but chuckle. "I don't recall stopping at any point."

"No, I mean... more. More of your hand. All five. Please, Zoe, please," Nami moaned.

Zoe was shocked, even now. "You want me to fist you?"

"You know what I want, Zoe! For fuck's sake, please!" Nami practically exploded at her friend. "Hurry up!"

Nami was like a woman possessed. Zoe bit her bottom lip, realizing that she wasn't going to stop now, and she was really about to fist her childhood friend. Her straight childhood friend was begging for her hand in her pussy. Why was this turning Zoe on so much? She didn't know, but she wasn't about to question it. With only slight hesitation, she curled in her thumb and slipped it in, angling her hand back and forth, using Nami's copious juices to help slide her in.

It was surprisingly easy. Zoe was going to do it. She didn't exactly have the biggest hands in the world, but never in a million years did she think it was going to disappear into anyone's pussy, let alone Nami Smith's.

"Oh my God, that's so hot," Nami moaned, watching the hand slide in. "This is so good, Zoe. This is so perfect."

"Yeah, it is," Zoe mumbled, not looking away from Nami's pussy, mesmerized by the scene. Once her full hand was inside, Zoe angled it a bit more as she struggled to make a fist without feeling like she might hurt Nami. Luckily, she found a good angle, and before long the fist was made.

Zoe looked up into Nami's eyes, which were glossed over in pleasure. She was looking off towards the wall, her head rocking back and forth, practically drooling. She was an utter slave to her pleasures. For a brief second, Zoe almost regained herself and thought to stop.

But luckily for Nami, the voice wasn't loud enough. Zoe began to move her fist back and forth, repeating "oh my god" as she felt her fist travelling into Nami's love tunnel, feeling every inch of her insides. She was stretching out Nami with her hand. She was fisting her.

Emboldened by the fact she was actually doing this, Zoe did what she thought she wouldn't do in a million years: she took her other hand and placed it on Nami's throat, making sure not to push her too hard but still pinning her neck up to the wall. Nami looked at Zoe in panic but Zoe merely winked as she held her friend there by the throat and began to pump in farther, moving her hand around and making Nami moan for her.

"Oh my fucking God.... this is so good... Zoe... we need to do this every fucking day..." moaned Nami. "You're so good at this..."

Sweat dripped down Zoe's forehead. She was panting. She loved seeing her friend like this. Doing this to Nami felt so right, so good. So natural. She was going to eat her after this, and make Nami eat her too. She hoped that when she ate Nami, Nami would hold her down, mashing her face into her cunt and calling her a dumb bitch. Maybe if Tyler was too soft a dom for her, Nami would properly rape her. She certainly did have the crazy high sex drive. Weren't those people supposed to be the rape-freaks? God, Zoe hoped so.