I watched the amazing seductress from behind thinking about all the filthy things I would do to her given the chance, which was exactly how I wanted it. I followed her from a distance and continued shopping, or at this time mostly pretending to. I was so lost in the body of the teen girl in front of me that shopping for what I came for was just not going to happen due to my overactive imagination. It didnt help that my cock was rock hard, especially in thetight jeans I was wearing. I was really hoping she was barely 18. She was one of those girls that just looked like she wanted to be a dirty little  slut. One of those girls that looked like she was put on this earth to fuck like a pornstar and make fantasies happen. She was wearing a ripped denim skirt that was designer but was still way to short for grocery shopping. She had an expensive designer bag, small pink top with thin straps bucause her perfect tiny titties couldn’t hold it up. It was very obvious she came from a wealthy family that spoiled her and gave her everything she wanted. Her beauty was stunning, 5′ 1” not an ounce over 100 lbs, big sexy bright blue eyes that popped from the excess makeup she wore to appear a bit slutty. Tiny perky titties, concealed in a black lace push up bra, that made her tits look like a small C not the little B’s she actually had. and the most amazing thick bubbly butt I have ever seen. Her long, highlighted, dirty blonde, curly hair that was mostly pulled away from her beautiful 18 year old face. At one point during my shopping she seductively bent over a little (not far enough to see that sexy region of the body where her strong shapely legs met her perfect ass but sexy nonetheless) and ran her fingers through her hair and then tied it up loosely. She was the most amazing thing I had ever laid eyes on. She appeared exactly my type (classy spoiled rich girl with a hint of slutty most of the time, and I was imagining her being a filthy young super whore in private) more so than I had ever seen before. She looked like a rich, spoiled, innocent cock craving slut.

It was now very obvious I was following her, with a very visible hard on, watching her and trying not yo be creepy but I didnt care for a few reasons. One, because I was clearly thinking with the eager brain in my cock, two because we were getting into the checkout line, and three I wasn’t gonna see this angel much longer (I thought…). I decided to attempt small talk with her. I have never had trouble talking to females. Even when I was young I was always smooth and confident with women, almost cocky at times, but not with this girl. I was suddenly tongue tied and very nervous. I was trying to speak and nothing came out. I thought to myself ”get it together robb, your dream girl is right here in front of you… Dont fuck this up!!” So instead of just simply smiling at her and giving her one of the billions of genuine compliments I could of given her, or just simply saying ”hi im robb whats your name gorgeous?”, I went with this line ”hello um, I am sorry I have been following you like a creep. Ummmm but I uh was just uh wanting to tell you I want to bury my tongue in all your uh little fuck holes…” I then continued to look like a babbling pervert saying ”oh my god, im so sorry about that! I guess you should slap me… This is awkward, look umm I just wanted to give you a compliment and possibly get a phone number but… Nevermind… I uhh im very sorry.” I knew she was going to slap the hell out of me and I deserved it. Its tough to get anywhere with women, young or old, talking to them like a nervous, intimidated, horny adolescent boy talking to a girl for the first time.  She looked at me giggling, and said ”im , I just turned 18, and my panties are soaking wet right now because you creepily followed me around for so long. I started to think you didnt have the balls to say anything.