`` The bicycle shop ''
by Melsy


first-class honours degree, let me throw you a description of where this occurs. The bicycle shop is in an
affluent community in a suburban area of Los Angeles. It is a orthogonal edifice, with a
display expanse up front for new bikes and accoutrement. It has a fix and assembly area
in the hind end, with a separate room alongside the showroom, where the new bikes are
stored in cartons, and backstock. Out in back, there is a parking lot. The parking lot is at
a gamey level than the storage, so it has a short set of concrete dance step to come up down to the
rear incoming. Also in the seat of the store, there is a chain link John Milton Cage Jr., where bikes that
were repaired, but as yet unclaimed, are kept. The John Milton Cage Jr. extends slightly into the parking
lot, and has a gate that locks, and comes down next to the stair. There is a back doorway from
the mend surface area to the rear John Milton Cage Jr.. There is a Chain link gate next to the raise door as well.
There is also a rear threshold that opens onto the store, where the rest elbow room, and exhibit area
for cycling apparel is situated. The relief room is small-scale, just a toilet and wash basin, and has
a little window with old way little glass panel louvers that opens to the rear of the store,
just to the slope of the fanny store entrance.

I am the mechanic for the computer storage, and am nineteen years of age. I have a very pretty young
girlfriend, and live nearby in a let studio apartment. The Store Manager is a heart
age man, and is a fairly gravid man, 6'2 ”, but in very good build, because he often rides
his bicycle to work. I am 5'8 ”, and in very good shape, having been a swimmer all through
High School, and I was training firmly to start out competing in bicycle races.
It all started one mulct summertime day. I was working all alone, because the Manager had to be
somewhere, but it was no big deal. I had worked the store alone before. I was in the cover,
working on a bike, but I had a good sentiment of the front of the shop, 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 store, and began to
look around. She then turned around, came around the end of the counter, and walked
right up to me. She asked me if dog, the director, was there. When I told her no, she
seemed really defeated. She asked me my public figure, and I in return asked her what her
public 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 invertebrate foot, kinda twisting around, pivoting one one foot. She then
said,"fountainhead, since Frank is n't here, will you play me ?"
I remembered seeing her at the store a couple of sidereal day before, and Frank had been out back
with her, but I really did n't pay any aid. I figured she was the daughter of a supporter
of his, or something. Let me describe what she looked like. A small girl, slim of figure,
with short blond hair, cut with bangs, and barely falling to her shoulders. She was
wearing a pretty yellow sundress, with white ribbon as trim down, and white sandals.
blue sky eyes, and a slight summer tan. Pretty grinning, with very white tooth, and lite garden pink lip.
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 play with me then ? Cool !"
I told her"Sure, but what do you need to make for ? I do n't really get any toys here."
She said"We can play a game, like hotdog showed me. C'mon !"
She grabbed my paw, and started to lead me out back. When we got to the subject gate,
she stopped. It was then that I saw the other girlfriend, sitting on the footfall. I looked at her,
and she smiled a big smile. She was very precious.
About the same age I guess, seven, with farsighted dark hair, and a darker tan than Pammy. She
was also wearing a summertime dress, white cotton fiber, and standardized white sandals to Pammy.
I said"hullo, who have we here ?"
She smiled real number big again, and I marveled at what a beautiful face she had.
Pretty putting green oculus, smooth feature of speech, 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 legs.
Pammy drops my hand, and turns to present me.
She tells me"hotdog picks me up, so I can swing from the top of the logic gate. Lift me up !'
I see that she is talking about the steel pipage that frame the range of mountains data link fence and gate.
She looks at me, then up at the silver medal tube. She lifts up her arm, in anticipation of grasping
on to the pipe. I reach with both my script under her limb, and lift her up.
I was storm how lite she was.
She grabs on, swings back and forth just a duet of fourth dimension, lifting her branch up and
out in figurehead of her. I can see up her dress, glimpsing icteric cotton wool panties. She then stops
swing, and drops down to the concrete dry land.
"That 's not how Frank picks me up. You have to beak me up from here !"
She reaches her paw down to her crotch, and cups her slit.
I was thinking to myself"Wow. Frank has been playing some naughty game with this
piddling little girl. !"
As she stands in straw man of me, grabbing her crotch, I look around to see if anyone is
watching. It 's pretty secluded there, with buddy-buddy hedging along the rear alley, obscuring the
position from the rear of the houses, and below street level, with the retaining rampart of the
parking lot further blocking the position.
I, however, had a with child horizon, with my head word being capable to peer over everything.
Pammy was growing impatient, and she grabs my right hand, and thrust it right onto her
piddling kitty-cat !
I place my left hand on her, just below her right arm, to steady her.
I lift her again, leaving my hand on her privates for a brief moment, and then after making
sure enough she is grabbing on tight, I let her go.
She begins to dangle back and forth, spreading her legs full, so I have a make prospect up her
clothes. 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
T. H. White cotton step-in, with niggling white-livered flowers on them. I could not take my eyes off her
panty covered pussy. Pammy told me to lead 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 slew down my
abdomen to the ground, rubbing against me the whole way. I 'm sure she felt my severely cock
as she was so tight against me.

When she was safely on the ground, she looked up at me, and flashed me the big smile.
She turned to take care 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 groundwork 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 hand, and then reached down to cup her pussy. I rubbed back and
forth a few times, getting my center of residual. 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 workforce on the tobacco pipe, gripping it tightly, and I let her go. She stated to swing back and
Forth, but she did n't spread her legs much, keeping them down.
Pammy told her"Not like that ! You have to vacate up your legs more, and spread them apart,
like I was !"
Rachel did just that ! I could see her piffling White panties. Back and forth she swung,
displaying to me her small undies and pretty legato legs. After a few more swings, she
dropped down.
I asked her if everything was all right, and she said"Sure !'
I told Pammy that I had to go check on the storage for a instant. I walked in the book binding threshold,
looked to see if there were any people 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 sack up, 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 smiling, and puts her helping hand right on the big tent on my genitalia.
She asks me,"What 's this ?"
I ca n't believe what she is doing, but recover my grass enough to say,
"That 's for me to jazz, and for you to chance out !"
I look around again, and still nobody to interrupt what I hoped was going to happen.
She started to rub the front of my Levi 's, and I told her,
"Not here, baby."
Just then, I noticed that Rachel was standing at the back doorway, watching Pammy rub my
hard dick.
I had an idea. I told Pammy to follow me. She did, just like a trivial puppy dog. I went out
the rearward door, and grabbed Rachel 's manus, and told her,
"You too, Rachel."
I went over to the prat store entry, and walked them both to the bathroom. I told them
both to await a second. I then went into the bathroom, and adjusted the window slats
downward, so that anyone in the bathroom could n't really see out, but anyone just outdoor
could peek in. I went out, took another look around, and told the missy to go in. I told them,
"Okay. If you wan na see what I have in my pant, 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"Right here in the bathroom. Nobody can see, it 's secret. Now, you two go in, and
I want you, Pammy, to take 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 the door, and to tell
me when they are both defenseless.
I then go out to the bathroom windowpane. I can easily look in and see them.
Pammy tells Rachel to turn around, so she does, Pammy Menachem Begin to unbutton her garb,
then tells Rachel to pinch her up her arms, so she can hold off her garb.
She eases up the dress, and soon she is standing in just her footling white cotton panties,
and white sandals. Pammy turns Rachel around, and puts her ovolo in her panties,
and starts to tug them down. Rachel has one finger in her mouth, 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 step-in, and then puts them on top of her
dress. She tells Rachel to sit on the can, so Rachel closes the lid, and sits down.
Pammy lifts up her redress foot, and unbuckles the sandal, and takes it off. She puts it on
the storey.

She then lifts up her left base, and takes off her other sandal. I ca n't really see Rachel 's
pussy, because Pammy 's head was blocking my view.
Pammy tells her,"Wow ! You 're all nudie now ! Ok, my turn !"
They switch places, and now I have a perfect view of Rachel 's hone ass. Beautiful !
Pammy is already with her cover to Rachel, and Rachel quickly unbuttons her dress.
She pulls it over her head, and tosses it on the story. She bends Pammy over, and slowly
slides her footling yellow step-in over her fluent butt. Again, I ca n't see all that well,
but I know Rachel has a large view !
Pammy straightens up, and turns around. She sits down on the toilet, and lifts her feet up,
so Rachel can take off her undies. Rachel grabs them, and with a Yank, strips them off her
legs, twiddle them around with her finger in a leg hole, and they both giggle. She tosses
them on the base, and they both take a minute to look at each early. I take that clip to
look up to them as well. Then, Pammy quickly removes Rachel 's sandals.
In their nakedness, they are simply dramatic !
I go around to the door, take yet another flavor around, and rap lightly on the door.
"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 cranny.
I say"It 's just me. Can I come in now ?"
I can just see inside, and all I can see is picayune missy skin. I gently pull on the doorknob,
and go in.
"Wow !"I say.
I lock the threshold, and I tell the miss to put up adjacent to the windowpane, so we all have room.
I reach past the both of them, and push shut the window slats.
Then, I stand just in front of the toilet.
I say,"Well, it looks like you girls have practice taking off wearing apparel. Would you like to
take my apparel off now ? You can both do it together, okay missy ?"
They both, in their nakedness, agree.
"But where should we start ? ”, says Rachel.
I say,"Well, maybe jump by taking off my shoes and windsock. That way my pants will
come off easier."
They both giggle, and I sit down. They both each take a brake shoe, and untie them. They take
them off, then my socks. I tell them they are doing good, and to now undo my pants.
I stand up, and Pammy again rub my pecker through my blue jean. Rachel is showtime to unbuckle
my belted ammunition, and Pammy takes over, unbuttoning my fly. I tell her to pull down both my gasp
and underwear. I wear briefs, so they are white and stiff. Tighty honkey, I guess.
fountainhead, she puts her little fingers in the waistband, and starts pulling them down.
Out pops my cock. They both are suddenly very tranquility. 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 end up the job, and demand my pants all the way off.
They work with ebullience, quickly removing both my pants and undies. I am now mostly
nude sculpture, standing in front man of two very nude Brigham Young girls. I ask them who wants to be the start
to match my rooster, and Pammy just reaches out and grabs it ! It is obvious to me that it is
not her first gear time she has had a hard dick in her hand. She starts to slowly playground slide her hired hand
up and down my very difficult six in dick. I moan my blessing, and then Pammy tells her
friend to get together in. Rachel timidly touches my shaft, and then Pammy lets go, so Rachel
can have a bit. She gently wraps her fingers around it, and squeezed it, feeling it out.
She then says,"It hard and soft at the like clock time, and it 's so big !'
I tell her to gently slip 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 start to gently cup her
petty pussy. I slowly rub up and down, feeling the fogginess of her hairless twat mound,
and I slide one finger's breadth up along her slit, stopping when I contact her little clit. I then begin
to circle my finger around it. I stop for a hour, because Rachel is getting more vigorous
in her aid to my dick. I tell her to be a little gentler, as she could hurt me. I take the
minute to get my finger's breadth wet with my rima oris, then I begin again to rub Pammy kitty-cat.
She spreads her trivial bare feet apart, giving me promiscuous access to her youth twat.
I start to rub and rub, sliding my finger's breadth up and down, her prick, and rubbing in round
around her clitty. She is loving it, and starts to go"Ooooooh."
I tell Rachel to switch blank space with Pammy, so I can rub her twat too. They swap berth,
and I wet my fingers again, and I can taste the fancy woman taste of preteen slit on my fingers.
Mmmmmm, yummy !

Pammy latches on to my prick.
I in good turn slide my fingers right up Rachel 's fiddling bald-pated cunny.
She spreads her feet apart, and I look down to peek at her piddling pot of gold.
So sweetness, so bald, and so clean it looked.

Pammy was having a clod, rubbing me up and down.
She looked up at me, and said,"When are you gon na squeeze out some spermatozoon ? My
hand is getting kinda tired."
I told her that we need to end up playing soon, because I had to get back to study.
I told her to let go, and I would pretend it squirt myself. I started to yank on my dick,
faster and faster, and I told them that I was gon na shoot soon, and I was going to make
it squirt on them. They did n't really hold time to respond, because I started to inject jet
after jet of hot cum, and I aimed for their insipid chests, using their minuscule pale pink nipples as
targets, landing rope after rope on their beautiful defenseless dead body. They squealed in surprise,
and put their hands up in strawman of my shit, in a reactionary defensive motility. I shot a
twain of more smaller jets on their hired man, and by then the cum was just dribbling out of
my cum slot, oozing out over my fingerbreadth.
The girls looked at each former, oral cavity 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 lavatory newspaper publisher, and as I was wiping the semen off them, I told
them that we had to go along this placid, 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 wienerwurst, even if his
wiener was bigger than mine. I knew that they had to be messing with wienerwurst, the way
they handled prick.
I started getting dressed, and after I was dressed, I kissed them both on the mouth, and then
on their beautiful bare cunt. They laughed when I did that. I told them to get their
clothes on, and amount out after they were dressed. When they came out of the bathroom,
I was already at my bike stand, working on a bike. They both came over, and they both
were fairly glowing with upheaval. I told them that they could fare back any time, but
they could n't assure their moms that they were ever at the motorcycle shop class, 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
principle, and I told them to go for now, because I had to finish my study. I also told them I
loved them both, and would never hurt them. They both gave me a hug, and then skipped
right out the door ! I could feel the remnant of my climax leaking out of my cock, and
getting my undies wet. I went to the bathroom, folded up some john composition, and tucked
it in my underclothing, covering my shit, so it would n't dowse through my pants. I just
could n't waitress to wager with my two gorgeous new piddling lady friend again !