Control yourself

Britney's tight little ass bounces on your lap, and you start to feel like the butt of a cruelly conceived joke.

There's no way you can do anything much without getting caught, so you resign yourself to just enjoying it while it lasts and hope the ride comes to an end before you come in your shorts.

Britney seems to find every bump in the track and you groan each time her perfect little booty bounces on your lap. You're so hard that the head of your cock pushes its way out the top of your shorts. From there it's all downhill.

The more used to steering the go cart she gets, the faster Britney drives. This just makes her ass bounce even more; working the front of your shorts down until almost all of your cock is sticking out the top.

The length of your cock is sandwiched right along the crack of her asscheeks and sliding over the back of her tiny little panties. Her tight, barely 18 year old ass slides up and down your cock; burning against you as her ass practically jerks you off with each bounce.

After the longest 5 minutes of your life, you see the ticket station up ahead.

Britney sighs and says, "Damn it. I wish it was a longer ride."

You pull up to a stop and one of the workers comes over and turns off the cart. You slowly undo the seat belt, wondering how the hell you're going to hide the massive tent in your shorts when you have to stand up.

Britney slowly stands up; straightening her skirt and pulling it back down into place from where it had ridden up. You make the mistake of watching her do that, and from your vantage point, you can see right up her skirt to her cute little blue and white panties. Now there's no way to hide your bulge.

You grumble to yourself as you manage to stand back up, but stay a little bent over; pretending to readjust the seat belt. You quickly put yourself away as best you can. As you manage to mentally force your cock to behave itself, you wonder in amazement, if you are now able to move objects with your mind.

You reach down and readjust your bulge and pull your shirt down as far as possible before turning back to Britney.

You smile down at her casually and slip an arm around her as you ask, "Well, did you have fun?"

She smiles broadly and gives you a hug; pressing up against you with her tiny teen body, "Yeah. Thanks, John."

You smile as you lead her back into the main part of the mall, "So where to now?"

Britney looks at her watch and says, "Oh! We're supposed to meet Danielle in a couple minutes."

"Oh, right," You say, "we'd better head over there, then."

You head to the escalator; leading her with you.

At the top of the escalator, you see Danielle standing there. She smiles broadly; waving at you both, and you and Britney smile; waving back.

Danielle is wearing a pair of jeans that you would say were the tightest you've ever seen, were it not for the fact that you've seen her in them before. She also has a red and black fitted tee that hugs her petite upper body. No amount of mental power is going to keep mini-John in check.

As you reach the top and step off, Danielle grabs Britney and pulls her into a hug. As they finally let go of each other, Danielle readjusts her Lisa Loeb-esque black rimmed glasses and smiles over at you. You step up and give her a quick hug too.

You let your hand brush across her perky, round, teenage ass as you slowly slip your arms from around her.

"OMG, I'm soooo glad you guys finally got here. I was soo bored," Danielle gushes.

"Well, we could get something to eat at the 'court', or go check out the theater," Britney says; giving you a smirk as she remembers your earlier conversation.

"I don't care," Danielle says. "Just as long as we do something fun this afternoon."

Danielle looks up at you and Britney turns to you and asks, "What do you wanna do, John?"