`` The bike Shop ''
by Melsy


kickoff, let me give you a description of where this occurs. The wheel shop is in an
feeder residential area in a suburbia of Los Angeles. It is a rectangular building, with a
display area up front for new bikes and accessary. It has a repair and assembly area
in the bottom, with a separate elbow room alongside the saleroom, where the new bikes are
stored in carton, and backstock. Out in back, there is a parking lot. The parking lot is at
a in high spirits level than the storage, so it has a niggling set of concrete steps to hail down to the
derriere entrance. Also in the can of the computer storage, there is a Ernst Boris Chain connection cage, where bikes that
were repaired, but as yet unclaimed, are kept. The cage extends slightly into the parking
lot, and has a gate that locks, and comes down succeeding to the steps. There is a binding threshold from
the repair country to the rear cage. There is a range of mountains data link gate next to the fanny door as well.
There is also a put up door that opens onto the memory board, where the ease room, and display area
for cycling wearing apparel is situated. The rest room is low, just a toilet and wash basin, and has
a little window with old flair little glass panel louver that opens to the rear of the store,
just to the English of the tush depot entrance.

I am the mechanic for the store, and am nineteen year of age. I have a very pretty young
girlfriend, and live nearby in a take studio apartment apartment. The storage managing director is a middle
age man, and is a fairly large man, 6'2 ”, but in very near flesh, because he often rides
his bicycle to work. I am 5'8 ”, and in very thoroughly shape, having been a bather all through
senior high school, and I was training hard to begin competing in wheel races.
It all started one fine summer day. I was working all alone, because the managing director had to be
somewhere, but it was no big plenty. I had worked the store alone before. I was in the backbone,
working on a bike, but I had a good panorama of the front of the store, because there were
mirrors all along the paries, which gave me a crystallise purview of the total store.

In walked a pretty piddling girl, and she walked right up to the front of the fund, and began to
looking around. She then turned around, came around the end of the retort, and walked
right up to me. She asked me if Frank, the Manager, was there. When I told her no, she
seemed really disappointed. She asked me my public figure, and I in take asked her what her
name was.
She said"Pammy. What 's yours ?"
I said"Steve."She kinda looked around, then said,
"When will dog be back ?"
I told her"Tomorrow. He had to go to a meeting."
She was looking down at her feet, kinda twisting around, pivoting one one foot. She then
said,"Well, since hotdog is n't here, will you meet me ?"
I remembered seeing her at the fund a match of Clarence Day before, and hot dog had been out back
with her, but I really did n't pay any attention. I figured she was the daughter of a protagonist
of his, or something. Let me account what she looked like. A pocket-size girl, slim of form,
with short blond hair, cut with boot, and barely falling to her berm. She was
wearing a pretty yellow sundress, with gabardine typewriter ribbon as cut, and albumen sandals.
blueing eyes, and a svelte summer tan. Pretty smile, with very Edward Douglas White Jr. teeth, and light pinko brim.
I asked her what she wanted to play. She got all excited when I asked her that.
She asked me"So you 're gon na wager with me then ? Cool !"
I told her"Sure, but what do you desire to spiel ? I do n't really let any toys here."
She said"We can play a biz, like frankfurter showed me. C'mon !"
She grabbed my mitt, and started to lead me out back. When we got to the open gate,
she stopped. It was then that I saw the early little girl, sitting on the steps. I looked at her,
and she smiled a big smile. She was very cute.
About the same age I guess, seven, with foresightful dark-skinned hair, and a darker tan than Pammy. She
was also wearing a summer dress, ovalbumin cotton, and similar white sandals to Pammy.
I said"how-do-you-do, who have we here ?"
She smiled veridical big again, and I marveled at what a beautiful face she had.
Pretty gullible oculus, shine features, and slim build. Pammy pipes up saying,
"Oh. This is my bestest friend, Rachel. Rachel, this is Steve. Say hi !"
She looks at me all shy, and says"Hi."
As I look at her, I see that she has very lovely stage.
Pammy drops my hand, and turns to face me.
She tells me"Frank picks me up, so I can swing from the top of the gate. Lift me up !'
I see that she is talking about the steel pipe that frame the chain link fence and gate.
She looks at me, then up at the silver piping. She lifts up her subdivision, in prediction of grasping
on to the pipe. I reach with both my hands under her weapon, and lift her up.
I was surprised how lightness she was.
She grabs on, swing music back and forth just a couple of clip, lifting her legs up and
out in front of her. I can see up her dress, glimpsing yellow cotton panties. She then stops
swinging, and drops down to the concrete ground.
"That 's not how frankfurter picks me up. You have to pluck me up from here !"
She reaches her hired man down to her genitalia, and cups her pussy.
I was thinking to myself"Wow. Frank has been playing some gamey games with this
trivial girl. !"
As she stands in figurehead of me, grabbing her crotch, I look around to see if anyone is
watching. It 's pretty secluded there, with thick hedges along the rear alley, obscuring the
view from the hindquarters of the houses, and below street stage, with the retaining rampart of the
parking lot further blocking the survey.
I, however, had a great view, with my school principal being capable to peer over everything.
Pammy was growing impatient, and she grabs my good hand, and pushes it right onto her
slight pussy !
I place my left manus on her, just below her right arm, to steady her.
I lift her again, leaving my hand on her crotch for a brief moment, and then after making
sure as shooting she is grabbing on tight, I let her go.
She begins to swing back and Forth, spreading her pegleg wide, so I have a exculpated eyeshot up her
attire. My oh my ! What a day this is turning out to be !

I looked over to see what Rachel thinks about all this, and was totally not prepared for what
I saw. Rachel was leaning back on the steps, with her leg apart, and I saw she was wearing
white cotton panties, with picayune chickenhearted peak on them. I could not take my center off her
scanty covered pussycat. Pammy told me to take her down. I grabbed her around the waist, and
she let go. She was now being held firmly against me, and I slowly let her slide down my
abdomen to the priming, rubbing against me the whole way. I 'm sure as shooting she felt my toilsome cock
as she was so slopped against me.

When she was safely on the primer coat, she looked up at me, and flashed me the biggest smile.
She turned to look at Rachel, and said"Okay, Rachel. You 're turn !"
Rachel jumped up, and walked over to me. She looked up at me and smiled.
I asked her if she was ready.
She nodded her brain, smiled, and spread her feet slightly apart. That was my signaling that
she wanted to be picked up just like I had done with Pammy. I grasped her firmly under
her arm with my left paw, and then reached down to cup her pussy. I rubbed back and
forth a few time, getting my shopping centre of equaliser. She lifted her arms up, and I picked her
up. She seemed to be more solidly built than Pammy, weighing slightly more. She put
her manpower on the pipe, gripping it tightly, and I let her go. She stated to swing back and
Forth River, but she did n't open up her legs much, keeping them down.
Pammy told her"Not like that ! You have to lift up your wooden leg more, and spread them apart,
like I was !"
Rachel did just that ! I could see her little Andrew Dickson White panties. rear and forth she swung,
displaying to me her little undies and somewhat smoothen legs. After a few more swings, she
dropped down.
I asked her if everything was okey, and she said"Sure !'
I told Pammy that I had to go watch on the store for a minute. I walked in the back door,
looked to see if there were any hoi polloi in there, and since it was mid-week, and in the
middle of the day, I would have been surprised to see anyone.
It was clear, so I walked back to where I was working on the bike. I see Pammy walking up
to me, and she gives me a big grin, and puts her hand rightfulness on the big tent on my crotch.
She asks me,"What 's this ?"
I ca n't believe what she is doing, but recover my senses enough to say,
"That 's for me to know, and for you to find out !"
I look around again, and still nobody to interrupt what I hoped was going to happen.
She started to rub the nominal head of my Levi 's, and I told her,
"Not here, baby."
Just then, I noticed that Rachel was standing at the endorse door, watching Pammy rub my
backbreaking dick.
I had an idea. I told Pammy to follow me. She did, just like a little pup dog. I went out
the indorse door, and grabbed Rachel 's hand, and told her,
"You too, Rachel."
I went over to the tooshie store entree, and walked them both to the lavatory. I told them
both to await a s. I then went into the bathroom, and adjusted the windowpane slats
downward, so that anyone in the bathroom could n't really see out, but anyone just external
could peek in. I went out, took another tone around, and told the girls to go in. I told them,
"O.K.. If you wan na see what I have in my pants, I got ta see you both naked first, okay ?"
They both started giggling, and looked at each other.
Pammy said"Ok. But where can we do it ?"
I said"right field here in the lavatory. nonentity can see, it 's orphic. Now, you two go in, and
I want you, Pammy, to admit off all Rachel 's apparel, and after you get them all off, even her
sandals, then Rachel, you take off all Pammy 's clothes, apparel, sandals, and panties, okay ?"
They both giggle again, and say okay, and go in. I tell them to lock the door, and to distinguish
me when they are both naked.
I then go out to the bath window. I can easily look in and see them.
Pammy tells Rachel to turn around, so she does, Pammy Begin to unbutton her dress,
then tells Rachel to lift her up her sleeve, so she can submit off her dress.
She eases up the wearing apparel, and soon she is standing in just her little snowy cotton plant panty,
and Andrew Dickson White sandals. Pammy turns Rachel around, and puts her thumb in her scanty,
and starts to tug them down. Rachel has one fingerbreadth in her mouthpiece, and is watching what
Pammy is doing. She pulls them all the way down, and then Rachel steps out of them.
Pammy shows her her scanty, and then puts them on top of her
dress. She tells Rachel to sit on the toilet, so Rachel closes the lid, and sits down.
Pammy lifts up her flop foot, and unbuckles the sandal, and takes it off. She puts it on
the floor.

She then lifts up her provide foot, and takes off her early sandal. I ca n't really see Rachel 's
cunt, because Pammy 's head was blocking my thought.
Pammy tells her,"Wow ! You 're all nudie now ! Ok, my turn !"
They switch places, and now I have a perfect panorama of Rachel 's perfect ass. Beautiful !
Pammy is already with her cover to Rachel, and Rachel quickly unbuttons her garb.
She pulls it over her head, and tosses it on the base. She bends Pammy over, and slowly
slides her piffling yellow panties over her liquid butt. Again, I ca n't see all that well,
but I know Rachel has a keen view !
Pammy straightens up, and turns around. She sits down on the potty, and lifts her foot up,
so Rachel can take off her undies. Rachel grabs them, and with a Northerner, strips them off her
pegleg, twirls them around with her finger in a leg hole, and they both giggle. She tosses
them on the trading floor, and they both take a minute to look at each other. I take that meter to
admire them as well. Then, Pammy quickly removes Rachel 's sandals.
In their nudeness, they are simply spectacular !
I go around to the threshold, lease yet another face around, and rap lightly on the room access.
"Are your fille 's prepare yet ?"I say.
"Yes,"I hear, quietly uttered.
"Unlock the room access, so I can derive in, Okay ? ”, I say.
I hear the door unlock, and it opens a crack.
I say"It 's just me. Can I derive in now ?"
I can just see inside, and all I can see is little female child tegument. I gently pull on the doorhandle,
and go in.
"Wow !"I say.
I lock the threshold, and I tell the female child to stand next to the window, so we all have room.
I reach past the both of them, and push button shut the window slats.
Then, I stand just in front of the toilet.
I say,"Well, it looks like you girls have practice session taking off clothes. Would you like to
take my clothes off now ? You can both do it together, okay girls ?"
They both, in their nakedness, agree.
"But where should we start ? ”, says Rachel.
I say,"Well, maybe get-go by taking off my brake shoe and drogue. That way my pants will
come off easier."
They both giggle, and I sit down. They both each take a shoe, and undo them. They take
them off, then my socks. I tell them they are doing just, and to now unmake my pants.
I stand up, and Pammy again rubs my tool through my jeans. Rachel is first to unbuckle
my bang, and Pammy takes over, unbuttoning my fly. I tell her to draw down both my pants
and underwear. I wear briefs, so they are white and tight. Tighty honkey, I guess.
fountainhead, she puts her little fingers in the waistband, and starts pulling them down.
Out soda water my shaft. They both are suddenly very quietly. I just let them take care for a minute.
My cock is so grueling, it is throbbing, and slightly twitching up and down. That gets
the young woman laughing again. I tell them to finish the job, and take my pant all the way off.
They work with enthusiasm, quickly removing both my pants and undies. I am now mostly
nude sculpture, standing in forepart of two very nude young girls. I ask them who wants to be the first
to reach my hammer, and Pammy just reaches out and take hold of it ! It is obvious to me that it is
not her first meter she has had a hard dick in her hand. She starts to slowly slide her hand
up and down my very hard six inch dick. I moan my approval, and then Pammy tells her
Quaker to join in. Rachel timidly touches my peter, and then Pammy lets go, so Rachel
can own a turn. She gently wraps her fingers around it, and squeezed it, feeling it out.
She then says,"It intemperate and diffuse at the same time, and it 's so big !'
I tell her to gently slue her mitt up and down it, like Pammy was.
She starts to do it, slowly rubbing it, going up and then down, really enjoying her new
found joy.

As she is doing this, I reach my own deal over to Pammy, and commence to gently cup her
small pussy. I slowly rub up and down, feeling the balminess of her hairless puss mound,
and I slide one finger up along her pussy, stopping when I contact her little clit. I then begin
to circle my finger's breadth around it. I stop for a arcminute, because Rachel is getting more vigorous
in her aid to my prick. I tell her to be a little gentler, as she could hurt me. I take the
moment to get my fingerbreadth wet with my mouth, then I begin again to rub Pammy pussy.
She spreads her little bare feet apart, giving me easy access to her Young jackass.
I start to rub and rub, sliding my fingerbreadth up and down, her slit, and rubbing in roundabout
around her clitty. She is loving it, and starts to go"Ooooooh."
I tell Rachel to swap places with Pammy, so I can rub her cunt too. They swap topographic point,
and I wet my fingers again, and I can taste the lemony perceptiveness of preteen twat on my fingers.
Mmmmmm, yummy !

Pammy latches on to my prick.
I in turn swoop my digit right up Rachel 's little bald cunny.
She spreads her feet apart, and I look down to glint at her little pot of gold.
So afters, so bald, and so clean it looked.

Pammy was having a lump, rubbing me up and down.
She looked up at me, and said,"When are you gon na squeeze out some sperms ? My
helping hand is getting kinda tired."
I told her that we need to fetch up playing soon, because I had to get back to work.
I told her to let go, and I would ca-ca it force out myself. I started to jerk on my peter,
faster and faster, and I told them that I was gon na shoot soon, and I was going to make water
it squirt on them. They did n't really get time to respond, because I started to shoot jet
after jet of hot cum, and I aimed for their flavorless chests, using their petty pale pink nipples as
target area, landing rope after roach on their beautiful nude consistence. They squealed in surprise,
and put their hands up in strawman of my cocksucker, in a far-right justificative move. I shot a
couple of more smaller jets on their helping hand, and by then the cum was just dribbling out of
my cum slot, oozing out over my digit.
The girls looked at each other, mouths open encompassing in amazement, and pointed
at the cum on each others chest. I gazed at what they looked at, and told them I was very
proud of them. I got some stool composition, and as I was wiping the semen off them, I told
them that we had to keep this quiet, or we could n't flirt like this anymore. They both
promised to never say anything, and said that I was way More fun than Frank, even if his
frank was bigger than mine. I knew that they had to be messing with Frank, the way
they handled cock.
I started getting dressed, and after I was dressed, I kissed them both on the lip, and then
on their beautiful bare pussies. They laughed when I did that. I told them to get their
clothes on, and come out after they were dressed. When they came out of the bathroom,
I was already at my cycle tie-up, working on a bike. They both came over, and they both
were fairly glowing with inflammation. I told them that they could fall back any time, but
they could n't state their moms that they were ever at the cycle shop class, and that they could n't
ever bring anyone else here to play. I told them if they were salutary, I would render them
more things that were more fun, and made them feel even better. They agreed to my
rules, and I told them to go for now, because I had to finish my work. I also told them I
loved them both, and would never wound them. They both gave me a hug, and then skipped
right out the door ! I could feel the leftover of my climax leaking out of my putz, and
getting my undies wet. I went to the bath, folded up some toilet newspaper, and tucked
it in my underwear, covering my shit, so it would n't soak through my gasp. I just
could n't waitress to play with my two gorgeous new little girlfriends again !