“It looks all concrete, but a lot of malls are other stuff I think,” Nami answered. “Otherwise people wouldn’t be able to get signals in here when it still worked, and a lot of people use cell phones in malls.”
“Good point,” Zoe replied, and Nami looked back at Tyler to see his reaction to what she was saying. He was still nose-deep in his phone. Clearly he moved on from the meme and was just checking his Instagram or something.
“Tyler!” Nami all but barked. She hated when people were on their phones in situations like this.
“Just a sec,” Tyler replied distantly in a cool, even voice. He checked a few more things and promptly turned his screen off, subsequently turning his flashlight on, pointing it near Zoe.
“What did you think?” Zoe asked with a small grin.
“It was crazy! Totally crazy,” Tyler chuckled back.
“Ha, yeah, it was,” Zoe replied, keeping up her grin.
Tyler, clearly not wanting to leave Nami out, turned to her. “I got a few I’ve been holding back, by the way,” he told her. “Remind me tonight in the group chat.”
Nami laughed back innocently. “Okay, Tyler.”
With that, the group pressed on, their flashlights now aimed closer to the floor to prevent another tripping accident. They passed by a couple more stores and nearly got to the end when Tyler abruptly stopped and held up a hand again.
He paused for a bit longer, then turned to the other two. “Flashlights off,” he whisper-barked at the two.
Zoe promptly turned her flashlight off. Nami, remembering last time, paused.
“Flashlights off!” he repeated.
“Shouldn’t we do what we did last time? With one of us holding the fl-”
“Nami, turn it off, now!” Zoe whispered with urgency. It was the most serious Nami had ever seen her. Understanding the other two clearly knew something she didn’t, Nami turned her flashlight off and let the darkness take her.
“Give me a sec to hear,” Tyler said slowly. None of the three could see a thing. Nami tried concentrating on what she heard, but it was no use – Tyler had the good ears of the group. In fact, Nami’s hearing wasn’t that great at all. She allowed the silence to have its turn, not daring to speak first in case Tyler was onto something. He did look like a man on a mission, after all, and he had her best interests at heart.
Unfortunately, being alone in the dark meant being alone with her thoughts, and as Nami breathed in the mall air, she couldn’t help but think of Jeremy again. That time she saw him with his friends sharing a joke as they passed her in the main hallway, with him cracking a joke and all of his friends laughing at him… it was stupid, but the way she smiled his arrogant smile when he knew he landed a joke to his dumb friends made Nami’s poor pussy throb.
Throb. It was throbbing. Nami realized right then and there. It had been screaming so loud that she hadn’t heard it all this time. She was wetter than before, much wetter. It was begging for attention since she first thought of Jeremy. She did a good job ignoring it when she could focus on her friends, but now, under the convenient cover of darkness no less…
She normally would have paused for longer, or thought more about this. But especially with the silence, she couldn’t help herself. Stealthily turning around without making a sound, she slowly snaked her hand into her pants. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. She knew she had a lot of hormones, but never in her wildest dreams could she guess that she was actually masturbating in front of her friends.
Nami was so horny that she only barely succeeded in not making a sound when her hand first came into contact with her clit. Praying that she wasn’t wet enough to make an audible sound, she started moving her hand in a circle underneath her underwear, blushing a deep crimson and practically feeling faint with how good playing with herself felt at this moment.
Almost immediately she realized that it was making a very quiet squishing sound; she was that turned on. Still, she stopped and cursed herself; she had terrible hearing. If she could hear it, the others could, and the last thing she wanted was to make them feel uncomfortable. She paused and waited for any kind of reaction from the other two, and couldn’t hear anything apart from the occasional click of Zoe’s tongue in thought.
Realizing she was in the clear, and yet also realizing that this cautious period of silence wouldn’t last forever, Nami tried feeling around to see if there was any way she could touch her clit without making a squishing sound.
Every touch of hers sent her own body reeling. Obviously Nami masturbated, although weirdly little for her hormone levels, but this time it felt about a hundred times better than it normally did. She wasn’t sure if anything could make her stop, even with her two best friends standing only meters away from her.
Despite her new method being quiet, Nami was acutely aware that her fingers were now slippery with her juices and that she wouldn’t be able to last much longer. She lasted an embarrassingly short time and thanked her lucky stars that she wasn’t a squirter, given the explosive orgasm that was about to rock her entire body (and given the fact that she was still wearing pants).
Soon, Nami felt an almost alien force of pleasure wreck through her, through wave after wave. She had to clench her jaw and mash her lips together to hold back on making any sounds, but as she felt a tidal wave of naughty bliss blast through her from her cunt outwards, she couldn’t help but emit a sharp, “Aah!”
At once, she quickly removed her hand and moved down to her knee. She felt a flashlight’s beam envelop her, seeing the beam hitting the floor around her. “Are you okay?” came the panicked whisper of Tyler.
“I’m fine, I just stubbed my toe,” she responded, trying (and failing) to make her voice not quiver. She was still feeling mild waves of orgasmic bliss flowing through her, even at that point. “I’m sorry if I worried you.”
“I shouldn’t have kept the lights off for so long, I’m the one who should be sorry,” Tyler replied. He evidently mistook her quivering voice for pain, and his own voice was quivering too, reflecting some kind of worry for her. Nami smiled to herself at how sweet that was, before feeling guilty for what she had done.
She turned around to look at the two. Zoe was now beside him, clearly indicating that they should all go on. “What about the sound?” Nami asked breathlessly.
“It went quiet a bit ago, I was just being cautious,” Tyler replied. “Stay on your toes though, they could have been footsteps. If I say lights out again, lights out.”
“Should we maybe get out of here?” Zoe asked, her voice also reflecting unease.
“Nah, c’mon. We said we were going to check out the north end! Unless you two wanted to make three trips out here.” Tyler grinned at the two girls and pressed on, leaving Zoe and Nami to shrug at each other and follow him.
Once Nami’s orgasm calmed down fully (which frankly took around two whole minutes), she felt deep shame at what she had done. Not only did she ignore danger and risk her friends’ well-being by assuming there was no harm and playing with herself until she audibly came, but she also… masturbated in front of her friends. Sure, they didn’t know, but that was still really weird, and kind of uncalled for. Should she apologize?