The Bike store

by Melsy


This is a offset attempt for me. please grant your gossip, literary criticism, and suggestions.




starting time, let me gift you a description of where this occurs. The bicycle store is in an
moneyed community in a suburb of Los Angeles. It is a rectangular building, with a
display field up front for new bicycle and accessories. It has a repair and assembly orbit
in the rear, with a branch way alongside the showroom, where the new bikes are
stored in carton, and backstock. Out in back, there is a parking lot. The parking lot is at
a higher stage than the computer storage, so it has a little set of concrete steps to come down to the
rear entrance. Also in the rear of the store, there is a chemical chain link batting cage, where cycle that
were repaired, but as yet unclaimed, are kept. The cage extends slightly into the parking
lot, and has a logic gate that locks, and comes down next to the steps. There is a back door from
the haunt expanse to the fundament Cage. There is a chain data link gate next to the rear room access as well.
There is also a set up threshold that opens onto the computer storage, where the rest way, and display domain
for cycling wearing apparel is situated. The rest room is small, just a toilet and wash basin, and has
a slight window with old style little glass panel louvre that opens to the tail of the storehouse,
just to the English of the rear store entrance.
I am the car-mechanic for the storage, and am nineteen year of age. I have a very pretty Whitney Young
lady friend, and resilient nearby in a charter studio apartment. The Store Manager is a middle
age man, and he is a fairly large man, 6'2 ”, but in very sound figure, because he often rides
his wheel to work. I am 5'8 ”, and in very good condition, having been a natator all through
High school day, and was training hard to begin competing in cycle races.
It all started one fine summer day. I was working all alone, because the Manager had to be
somewhere, but it was no big passel. I had worked the store alone before. I was in the back,
working on a bicycle, but I had a safe vista of the front of the store, because there were
mirrors all along the wall, which gave me a clear view of the entire store.
In walked a pretty little girl, and she walked right up to the front of the fund, and began to
spirit around. She then turned around, came around the end of the counter, 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 epithet, and I in return asked her what her
figure was. She said"Pammy. What 's yours ?'I said"Steve."She kinda looked around,
then said,"When will Frank be back ?"I told her"Tomorrow. He had to go to a meeting."
She was looking down at her infantry, kinda twisting around, pivoting one one foot. She then
said,"wellspring, since hotdog is n't here, will you play with me ?"
I remembered seeing her at the store a couple of days before, and Frank had been out back
with her, but I really did n't pay any attention. I figured she was the daughter of a friend
of his, or something. Let me describe what she looked like. A lowly girl, slim of anatomy,
with short blonde haircloth, cut with bangs, and barely falling to her articulatio humeri. She was
wearing a pretty yellow sundress, and white sandals. Blue eyes, and a little summertime
tan. Pretty grin, with very Patrick White teeth, and light pink backtalk.
I asked her what she wanted to run. She got all excited when I asked her that. She asked
me"So you 're gon na make for with me then ? Cool !"I told her"Sure, but what do you want to
play ? I do n't really have any toy dog here."She said"We can run a game, like hot dog showed
me. C'mon !"She grabbed my hand, and started to lead me out back. When we got to the
candid gate, she stopped. It was then that I saw the other daughter, sitting on the footprint. I looked
at her, and she smiled a big smile. She was very cunning. About the Lapp age I guess, seven,
with prospicient dingy hair, and a darker tan than Pammy. She was also wearing a summer dress,
white cotton wool, and similar Patrick Victor Martindale White sandals to Pammy. I said"hi, who have we here ?"She
smiled real big again, and I marveled at what a beautiful typeface she had. Pretty fleeceable oculus,
smooth feature article, and slender chassis. Pammy pipes up saying,"Oh. This is my bestest ally,
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 ramification. Pammy drops my manus, and turns to face me. She
tells me"hot dog picks me up, so I can swing from the top of the gate. Lift me up !'I see that
she is talking about the brand tobacco pipe that frame the Ernst Boris Chain connexion fence and gate. She looks at
me, then up at the atomic number 47 pipe. She lifts up her weapon system, in anticipation of grasping on to the
pipe. I reach with both my hands under her coat of arms, and lift her up. I was surprise how unhorse
she was. She grabs on, swings back and Forth River just a twosome of times, lifting her legs up and
out in nominal head of her. I can see up her dress, glimpsing yellow cotton scanty. She then stops
swing, and drops down to the concrete ground."That 's not how Frank picks me up.
You have to pick me up from here !"she reaches her hand down to her crotch, and cups her
kitty-cat. I was thinking to myself"Wow. dog has been playing some naughty secret plan with
this small girl. !"As she stands in social movement of me, grabbing her crotch, I look around to see if
anyone is watching. It 's pretty secluded there, with thick hedgerow along the rear alley,
obscuring the perspective from the rear of the houses, and below street level, with the retaining
walls of the parking lot further blocking the view. I, however, had a slap-up purview, with my
drumhead being able to peer over everything. Pammy was growing impatient, and she grabs
my right hand, and energy in right onto her footling kitty ! I place my left hired hand on her, just
below her aright arm, to stabilize her. I lift her again, leaving my handwriting on her crotch for a
brief moment, and then after making sure she is grabbing on tight, I let her go. She begins
to sway back and Forth, spreading her legs wide, so I have a clear scene up her frock. My
oh my ! What a day this is turning out to be ! I look over to see what Rachel thinks about
all this, and was totally not prepared for what I saw. Rachel was leaning back on the footmark,
with her legs apart, and I saw she was wearing white cotton scanty, with piddling flowers on
them. I could not take my eyes off her panty covered kitty. Pammy told me to take up her
down. I grabbed her around the waistline, and she let go. She was now being held firmly
against me, and I slowly let her slide down my stomach to the ground, rubbing against
me the whole way. I 'm sure she felt my hard cock as she was tight against me.
When she was safely on the basis, she looked up at me, and flashed me the biggest smile.
She turned to look at Rachel, and said"Okay, Rachel. You 're sprain !"Rachel jumped up,
and walked over to me. She looked up at me and smiled. I asked her if she was cook.
She nodded her head, smiled, and spread her feet slightly apart. That was my signal that
she wanted to be picked up just like I had done with Pammy. I grasped her firmly under
her arm with my left hired man, and then reached down to cup her cunt. I rubbed back and
forth a few fourth dimension, getting my center of balance, 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 hands on the pipe, gripping it tightly, and I let her go. She stated to swing back and
Forth, but she did n't open her wooden leg much, keeping them down. Pammy told her"Not like
that ! You have to lift up your leg more, and spread them apart, like I was !"Rachel did
just that ! I could see her little ashen panties. vertebral column and Forth River she swung, displaying to me
her little undies and pretty smooth legs. After a few more swings, she dropped down. I
asked her if everything was okay, and she said"Sure !'I told Pammy that I had to go mark
on the store for a minute of arc. I walked in the back room access, looked to see if there were any masses
there, and since it was mid-week, 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 manus right wing on the big tent on my genitals. She asks me
"What 's this ?"I ca n't conceive what she is doing, but regain 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
cut off what I hoped was going to happen. She started to rub the forepart of my Levi 's, and
I told her,"Not here, baby."Just then, I noticed that Rachel was standing at the bet on doorway,
watching Pammy rub my hard dick. I had an idea. I told Pammy to observe me. She did,
just like a little puppy dog. I went out the second door, and grabbed Rachel 's bridge player, and told
her,"You too, Rachel."I went over to the rear computer storage entrance, and walked them both to the
bathroom. I told them both to waitress a second. I then went into the bath, and adjusted
the window slats downward, so that anyone in the privy could n't really see out, but
anyone just outside could peek in. I went out, took another look around, and told the girl
to go in. I told them,"okeh. 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 former. Pammy
said"Ok. But where can we do it ?"I said"rightfulness here in the bathroom. nonentity can see,
it 's privy. Now, you two go in, and I want you Pammy, to select off all Rachel 's clothes,
and after you get them all off, even her sandals, then Rachel, you take off all Pammy 's
clothes, dress, sandals, and panties, okay ?"They both giggle again, and say okay, and
go in. I tell them to lock up the door, and to tell me when they are both naked. I then go out
to the can windowpane. I can easily look in and see them. Pammy tells Rachel to turn
around, so she does, Pammy Begin to unbutton her clothes, then tells Rachel to get up her up
her arms, so she can take off her dress. She eases up the dress, and soon she is standing in
just her slight bloodless cotton pantie, and white sandals. Pammy turns Rachel around, and
puts her thumbs in her panties, and starts to tug them down. Rachel has one finger's breadth in her
oral cavity, 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 pantie, and then puts them on top of her
apparel. She tells Rachel to sit on the toilet, so Rachel closes the lid, and sits down. Pammy
lifts up her rightfulness foot, and unbuckles the sandal, and takes it off. She puts it on the floor.
She then lifts up her result foot, and takes off her other sandal. I ca n't really see Rachel 's
pussy, because Pammy 's head is blocking my view. Pammy tells Rachel to stand up.
Pammy tells her,"Wow ! You 're all nudie now ! Ok, my turn !"They switch lieu, and
now I have a perfect view of Rachel 's perfect ass. Beautiful ! Pammy is already with her
back to Rachel, and Rachel quickly unbuttons her frock. She pulls it over her nous, and
tosses it on the floor. She bends Pammy over, and slowly slides her little yellow panties
over her smooth laughingstock. Again, I ca n't see all that well, but I know Rachel has a with child persuasion !
Pammy straightens up, and turns around. She sits down on the toilet, and lifts her metrical foot up,
so Rachel can take off her undies. Rachel grabs them, and with a Yankee-Doodle, strips them off her
ramification, swirl them around with her finger in a leg hole, and they both giggle. She tosses
them on the floor, and they both take a minute to look at each other. I take that clip to
admire them as well. In their nudeness, they are simply spectacular ! I go around to the door,
take yet another look around, and rap lightly on the doorway."Are your girl 's ready yet ?"I
say."Yes,"I hear, quietly uttered."Unlock the door, so I can come in, okay ? ”, I say. I
hear the door unlock, and it opens a wisecrack. I say"It 's just me. Can I number in now ?"I can
just see inside, and all I can see is little girlfriend pelt. I gently pull on the doorknob, and go
in."Wow !"I say. I lock the door, and I tell the miss to stand succeeding to the window, so we
all have way. I stand just in front man of the toilet. I say,"Well, it looks like you girls have
praxis taking off clothes. Would you like to submit my dress 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 starting by taking off my skid and wind sleeve. That way my
pants will come off easier."They both giggle, and I sit down. They both each take a shoe,
and untie them. They take them off, then my air-sleeve. I tell them they are doing good, and
now undo my gasp. I stand up, and Pammy again rubs my dick through my jeans. Rachel
is first gear to unbuckle my smash, and Pammy takes over, unbuttoning my fly. I tell her to displume
down both my pants and underwear. I wear briefs, so they are tweed and tight. Tighty
honkey, I guess. Well, she puts her little finger's breadth in the sash, and starts pulling them
down. Out pops my cock. They both are suddenly very quiet. I just let them look for a
minute. My cock is so hard, it is throbbing, and slightly twitching up and down. That gets
the girls laughing again. I tell them to terminate the job, and pick out my pants all the way off.
They work with enthusiasm, quickly removing both my pants and undies. I am now mostly
nude, standing in front of two very nude young missy. I ask them who wants to be the first
to touch my stopcock, and Pammy just reaches out and grabs it ! It is obvious to me that it is
not her first clock time she has had a tough hawkshaw in her hired man. She starts to slowly slideway her hired man
up and down my very hard six in shaft. I moan my approval, and then Pammy tells her
friend to join in. Rachel timidly touches my shaft, and then Pammy Lashkar-e-Toiba go, so Rachel
can induce a round. She gently wraps her finger around it, and squeezed it, feeling it out.
She then says,"It severely and flaccid at the Sami time, and it 's so big !'I tell her to gently slue
her hand 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
hand over to Pammy, and begin to gently cup her short twat. I slowly rub up and down,
feeling the softness of her hairless pussycat pitcher's mound, and I slide one digit up along her slit,
stopping when I contact her little clitoris. I then begin to circle my finger around it. I stop for
a minute, because Rachel is getting more vigorous in her attending to my dick. I tell her to
be gentler, as she could spite me. I take the minute to get my fingers wet with my mouth,
then I begin again to rub Pammy pussy. She spreads her little bare metrical unit apart, giving me
easy entree to her offspring snatch. I start to rub and rub, sliding my finger up and down, her
dent, and rubbing in roach around her clitty. She is loving it, and starts to go"Ooooooh."
I tell Rachel to change post with Pammy, so I can rub her puss too. They swap lieu,
and I wet my finger's breadth again, and I can try out the lemonlike taste perception of preteen pussy on my fingers.
Mmmmmm, yummy ! Pammy latches on to my dickhead, I in turn chute my fingers right up
Rachel 's picayune bald cunny. She spreads her ft apart, and I look down to peek at her little
pot of amber. So sweet, and so clean it looked. Pammy was having a orchis, rubbing me up
and down. She looked up at me, and said,"When are you gon na squeeze out some sperms ? My
deal is getting kinda tired."I told her that we need to finish playing soon, because I had
to get back to work. I told her to let go, and I would make it squirt myself. I started to
yank on my gumshoe, faster and faster, and I told them that I was gon na shoot soon, and I
was going to pee-pee it squirt on them. They did n't really have meter to react, because
I started to shoot jet after jet of hot cum, and I aimed for their flat chests, landing forget me drug
after rope on their beautiful naked body. They squealed in surprise, and put their hand
up in front end of my dickhead, in a reactionary defensive move. I shot a couple of more jets
on their hands, and then the cum was just dribbling out of my cum slot, oozing out over
my fingers. The girls looked at each other, mouths open wide 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 toilet paper, and as I was wiping the cum off them, I told
them that we had to keep this quiet, or we could n't play like this anymore. They both
promised to never say anything, and said that I was way more fun than weenie, even if his
hot dog 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 brim, and then
on their beautiful bare pussies. They laughed when I did that. I told them to get their
wearing apparel on, and come out after they were dressed. When they came out of the john,
I was already at my wheel stand, working on a bike. They both came over, and they both
were fairly glowing with turmoil. I told them that they could total back any time, but
they could n't tell their mamma that they were ever at the bike workshop, and that they could n't
ever bring anyone else here to play. I told them if they were good, I would show 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 end my work. I also told them I
loved them both, and would never smart them. They both gave me a hug, and then skipped
right out the door ! I could feel the oddment of my orgasm leaking out of my rooster, and
getting my undies wet. I went to the toilet, folded up some gutter composition, and tucked
it in my underwear, covering my SOB, so it would n't soak through my gasp. I just
could n't look to recreate with my two gorgeous new girlfriend again !