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Heck of a Job
by
Dogboy
I like my job. The pay isn't much, management sucks, and
health plans and the such are a fantasy, but the "benefits"
really count!
I work at "Monster Mart," (The large department store at the
Galleria) in the toy department. The main attraction happens to
be (you guessed it) all those beautiful little girls that come
by!
It all started one day when I was "recovering" the
department (lingo for cleaning up after messy customers) near the
end of an aisle leading into the main aisle. I heard a couple of
people walking towards me, and automatically glanced up and back
down at my work...
Hold it!
I quickly looked back up and noticed that walking towards me
was a mother in her late 20's or early 30's pushing a shopping
cart with a 7 or 8 year old dark-haired girl walking alongside,
and another little girl of the same age with red hair inside the
cart. This was not unusual. Something else was:
THE LITTLE DARK-HAIRED GIRL WAS FINGERING HER PUSSY AS SHE
WALKED DOWN THE ISLE!
The little dark-haired girl was wearing red sweat-pants, a
blue top, black shoes, and a grin as her right hand reached down
and tickled her pussy through her pants every few seconds, then
casually pulling it away when her mother looked in her direction.
My dick grew hard in my pants, reaching its full 6 inches as I
looked at this awesome sight!
I was cleaning the shelf and peeking a look when I heard the
girl ask "Mommy, can I look at the toys! Please Mommy?!" and the
red-haired girl piped up "Yeah, Mom! I wanna look at the dolls!
I wanna look at Barbies!"
"OK! OK! Give me a minute!" said the mother as she took
the other child out of the basket. Both children were bolting to
the next aisle over in seconds.
I walked over to the next aisle casually to continue my
"cleaning" (right!) which just happened to contain the Barbie
isle, and two adorable little girls.
I got a closer look at the two children as I walked in the
aisle. The little girl in red was still rubbing herself.
"Susan," whispered the red-haired girl, "Mommy told us not to
touch our coo's like that! Mommy will get mad!"
"I know, Barbara," said Susan, "but my cunny feels SO good
when I rub it!" "Besides," she said, "you were rubbing yours
last night in bed!"
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I got even harder at the thought! I had a plan! I walked
up to Susan and looked down. By this time she had a hand in her
pants and was slowly rubbing her pussy directly, with the angle
of her hand pulling the material away from her waist, giving me a
look at her cunt not filled with fingers.
"I have an idea, Susan," I said. Susan jumped and spun
around while pulling her fingers out of her pants, while Barbara
just looked shocked.
"I didn't mean to scare you," I said as they looked at me
and noticed my gray vest and store-issue name-tag reading "Bob
Parker". Both relaxed slightly when it was decided I was not
either a "strange sicko" come to kidnap them and commit vague
crimes on them or "Mom" come to punish them for touching
themselves.
Barbara recovered from her shock first (not being caught
with her hands in between her legs like her sister) and asked
"Wha-what do you want?"
"I said I have an idea," I said. "My name is Bob. I
overheard your problem and I can fix it. Your mother told you
not to touch yourselves, right?"
"Yeah," they both nodded, looking slightly embarrassed.
"Well," I said, "Mommy didn't tell you that you couldn't let
other people touch you. Just rub each other!"
Barbara said, "We tried that, but when Susan touched my coo
it hurt when she rubbed it, and I rubbed her too much and she
peed all over the bed!"
"Susan! Barbara!" called the mother, "Lets go, I need to
buy a stereo to replace the broken one. We are heading to the
Home Electronics Department!"
Susan and Barbara ran off towards their mother's voice as I
went to the phone. I called Bill, the guy in the next department
over. "Bill! This is Bob. Look, I need to go to Home
Electronics to cover. Can you take over toys?"
"Yeah, sure!" replied Bill. I had loaned him some cash to
cover an abortion for his girlfriend and he was happy to repay me
in any way that he could.
My next call was to John in Electronics. "John! Bob here.
You wanna take a break now, instead of 11:30? I'll cover. No
problem, buddy! Anytime for a friend!" I said, making my next
arrangement with a big smile.
Hurriedly, I wandered over to Electronics where the mother
was heading to, her shopping-cart full of the "bargain" beach
towels that were on sale for "60% off" (after the store raised
the original price 65% the week before) leaving little room in
the cart for goods, much less children.
I entered the area and walked through the security gate,
closing the small door to the cashier's booth behind me. I
looked up as the mother wandered in the security gate, and up to
the counter.
"Excuse me. I am looking for a home-stereo. Where would
those be?" asked the girls' mother. I pointed to the back, and
walked over that way, to show the different models. I asked
"What do you think you will need in a stereo?"
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"Well," replied my customer "I need something with a
cassette, a CD and a turntable. We have many old records that I
would like to keep." I showed her the only one we had with a
phonograph ("What a dinosaur," I thought!)
"I'll take it!" she said. I picked up the stereo and lugged
it to the counter. It was fairly big, and weighed about 40
pounds. The customer put all her other purchases on the counter
and I rang them up. Finally came the stereo. The total came out
to $419.78 which was paid for with a check by "Patricia Little".
"Hmmmm," I thought, looking at the address on the check, and ID.
"She lives down the road a few miles from here." How convenient!
Eying the key-chain that Patricia had removed from her purse
to find her checkbook and noting the Honda symbol on the keys, I
said, "I will be happy to deliver and set up the stereo for you."
"Great!" said Patricia. "I was going to have a hard time
fitting THAT in my car! I bought too many of these towels! My
address is on the check. Could you do it tonight? I'll pay you
for your trouble. I just can't sleep unless I have silence!" she
said.
Seeing my blank look, Susan piped up "Mommy plays nature
sounds at night so she won't hear anything and will be able to
sleep."
I agreed, and smiling at Patricia and the two girls (who
were both rubbing their pussies now) and made plans to deliver
the stereo after work.
After my shift I grabbed the stereo, and practically ran to
my pickup in the parking lot, starting it up, and flying towards
Susan and Barbara's house with the stereo. I pulled in, and
knocked at the door. It was opened by Susan. I said, "hello,
Susan. I have the stereo for your mommy."
"Mommy had to go to Norent to bring Uncle Mike his spare
keys. He locked himself out of his car, and she won't be back
for about an hour. She told me and Barbara where to put the
stereo. Come on in!" said Susan.
I quickly looked around and asked "Who else is here with
you?" "No one. Just me and Barbara!" said Susan, who had slipped
her hand back inside her pants and was enjoying a good feel on
her "coo".
I quickly walked in with the stereo; and setting it down, I
reached over, and pulled Susan's hand from her pants. "Hey!" she
said. I leaned over and put her fingers in my mouth, sucking the
pussy juices off her hand that faintly smelled of pee. "Ohhhh,"
moaned Susan; "That makes my coo feel even more itchy!" shoving
her hands back inside her pussy to frig herself some more.
"Barbara!" called Susan, "Bob from the store is here with
the stereo. He is making me feel good too!"
Barbara quickly wandered in, and seeing her sister's actions
she said, "Susan! Mom said not to touch your coo like that!"
"Wait a minute girls! I have an idea. I will touch you
both and no-one will get in trouble," I said to them both.
Taking a good look at Barbara I noticed that she was a bit too
fidgety.
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I reached over and slid my hand down Barbara's jumper into
her panties. She gasped. I slid my hand around the lips of her
pussy, and she kept gasping and tightening up until finally I
slid a finger between them and flicked her baby clitty with my
thumb. She melted in my arms! (God she was wet!) Barbara
spread her legs as wide as they would go and pressed both hands
on my hand to get more pressure on her pussy, while moaning
"Ohhhh! Don't stop! Pleeeaaase don't stop!!" Looking in
Susan's direction I said, "You have to touch your sister's cunny
gently, so you don't hurt her."
I continued fingering Barbara's snatch for several minutes
until she started moaning "Oh! That feels so good! Slow down or
I'll pee myself! Slow down! But please don't stop!!"
Susan looked at us, and pointed left to a small door, that
led to the bathroom. We all went in and I stood next to the tub,
and rubbed Barbara's snatch faster. "Wait," said Barbara. She
removed all her clothing except socks and panties and stood in
the tub. (For some reason she was shy about showing me her pussy
just yet.) I rubbed her cunt frantically. Her pussy finally
twitched (hell, her whole body shook!) and she let loose a stream
of pee when her small body climaxed. I waited until she relaxed
and I removed my fingers. "Mommy doesn't like us to touch
ourselves, so I hold my pee until I almost wet myself and have to
rub myself to keep from wetting my pants. If mommy sees me, she
just tells me to hurry up to the bathroom before I make a mess,"
said Barbara.
I stripped her wet panties and socks off her, and Susan
giggled. "It's silly to almost pee your pants just to touch your
coo. Just do it when no-one is looking!"
I wiped Barbara's pussy with a face-cloth and said to them
both, "Well lets all go to your bedroom and I'll show you what I
meant earlier."
"OK!" both quickly agreed. We all ran to their small
bedroom off the main hall. The left twin bed turned out to be
Susan's. Both children stripped all their clothes off, and stood
bare-assed before me and waited for instruction. I took my
clothes off quickly and both girls were slightly shocked and
embarrassed.
"What are you doing!?" screeched Susan and Barbara together.
"Well," I said, "I saw you naked, so why shouldn't you see me?
Don't worry, I won't do anything to either one of you, if you
don't ask." This statement relaxed both girls visibly.
Susan shyly came over to me, and looked my cock and balls
over. She reached out and touched the head of my cock (which was
raging hard from sliding my fingers inside little girls snatches)
I moaned, and said, "Please touch it!" and showed her exactly
what felt best for me in a hand job. I explained "A boy has a
penis or a 'cock' or 'dick' just like girls have a vagina or a
'cunny' or a 'coo'. It feels good when you touch a boy like that
just like when someone touches your coo."
The girls looked curious. "Does a boy pee white pee in your
throat to give you a baby? Can the baby get stuck in your throat
and make you die?" asked Barbara. "The girls at school tell
stories when the boys aren't around."
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I smiled and said, "No. The boy gets a hard penis like
mine, and when you are a little older, he will put it inside your
hole, underneath your bum, and slide it in and out until he
'cums' inside your cunny. If the come gets lucky, it will mate
with an egg inside your belly and make a baby, but you are both
too young for a baby to come yet."
Susan continued jerking me of at the same speed, and I said,
"Faster! Grab a little tighter! faster!" I could feel myself
starting to get really turned on. After a few minutes of her
little hand working hard, I said, "I'm gonna come! It'll make a
mess. Get me something!" Barbara was grabbing her pee-stained
panties for me to shoot into, when I erupted; and seeing nothing
else to do, Susan put my cock-head in her mouth! I blew my load
like Mt. St. Helens, and collapsed like the old man in the
rocking chair.
When my heart-rate went down, and I stopped breathing heavy,
I opened my eyes to look at the two girls standing in front of
me. Susan was swallowing the last of my come and wiping the
cream from her mouth that she wasn't able to take in. Both girls
were rubbing their pussies furiously now, obviously turned on by
my actions.
I stopped both girls. I positioned Susan on the floor with
her legs open. I then got on my knees and reached towards her
with my mouth. "What are you doing?!" exclaimed Susan. I said,
"I am going to use my lips and tongue on your cunny. I am going
to lick you so much you will beg me to stop!" "But that's where
I pee from!" said Susan, in shock.
"Just relax, and enjoy yourself," I said with a warm (and
lustful) smile.
Looking at Barbara I said, "This is called 'eating out' a
pussy. Both of you watch so you will know what to do."
Susan shoved her pussy closer to my mouth, but would pull it
back whenever I went to make contact with my tongue. "Ohhhh!
Your breathing on my coo feels too good! It tickles too much!"
I held my breath for a second, not allowing the warm air
from my mouth to touch her beautiful pussy, and she relaxed a
bit. Then suddenly, I slid my tongue over her soft, baby smooth
mound, not quite penetrating the lips. "Ohhhh! Keep doing that!
Rub my cunny with your mouth some more! It feels soooo good!"
said Susan, as her hips (small as they were) began jerking back
and forth, and her legs opened and closed.
Finally, I slid my tongue in between the pretty lips, into
the tight, warm slot itself. Susan's legs began to alternate
between slamming shut on my head like a vise (almost painful),
and then opening to their widest extent. The moaning continued
for some minutes, while her legs jerked back and forth at top
speed, and little Susan unconsciously pulled my hair while
jerking my head tighter to her coo. Finally, Susan yelled out,
jerking a few frantic times, and her bladder loosed for a second
as I sucked on her clitty, releasing a teaspoon of urine on the
carpet.
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Turning to Barbara, I asked, "Did you see what I did to your
sister to make her feel so good?" "Yes," replied Barbara with a
husky voice. Barbara's face was flushed with desire, and she was
sliding a large Crayola marker up and down the top of her pussy,
running the smooth, flat edge on her clitty, for once not caring
who saw. I reached over, and took her hand, and slid the Crayola
from her fingers. I then lay her down on her bed and slid on top
next to her. I reached over, and gently rubbed her nipples with
my fingertips. Looking at her, I asked "Would you like me to do
anything with you?"
"Yes!" she almost shouted. "What is that?" I asked.
Barbara's face turned a bright shade of red. "I want you to put
<mumble mumble> .. me" said Barbara softly in a shy voice.
"What did you want, Cutie? I didn't hear all of what you
said," I admitted.
"I said....I said..I..wanted you to put something in my...in
my coo! But first I want you to close your eyes!"
"OK, I will," I stated, closing my eyes tightly, and rubbing
my penis, which had grown incredibly hard at all the sights,
sounds and smells.
The next thing I knew my left wrist was grabbed and a small
plastic hardened band went on with a clicking sound. Looking up
I saw Barbara attaching the other end of a pair of small but
sturdy looking plastic handcuffs to the metal headboard of the
bed we lay on. In her other hand was a soft tube about 5 inches
long, and tapering from a 1/2 inch to an inch and a half at the
end with a small spout at the smaller end.
Looking closer, it appeared to be a disposable cake
decorating bag and nozzle.
"Bob...put this in my cunny hole...and rub it back and forth
and make me feel good...like you did to Susan. And don't stop
'til I say so...or I won't give you the key to the cuffs until
mommy pulls up, and she'll be mad if the stereo isn't set up when
she gets here!" stated the desperately horny young girl.
"No problem, honey. All you had to do was ask!" I said.
Personally I was more worried that mom would find more wrong than
the stereo if I was cuffed here naked with her children and a
raging hard on!
I was also curious how Barbara expected a tube of frosting
to be firm enough to pleasure her hot little pussy. That was,
until I grabbed the tube, and noticed it was real cold and firm.
"Mommy never throws frosting out until we buy more...We just put
it in the freezer to keep," stated Barbara, trembling with
desire.
I was looked on with a pair of pretty brown eyes, and asked
"Please, Bob, put it in me now! My coo is so itchy! Please make
it feel good!!" blurted the little girl.
Barbara spread her legs as wide as they would go, and I
slowly and carefully worked the soft but firm decorating bag
inside her little cunny. Luckily the bag was small enough to
slide in, and not hurt. Barbara gasped, "Oh my goodness! My
coo! My coo! Please rub my coo!!" as I worked the bag in and
out.
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Her small childish hips rocked back and forth every time I
slid the bag around, and she began moaning, "Ohhhhhhh! Don't
stop! Don't you dare stop! You're tickling my coo! My coo
feels sooo good!! I feel like I gotta pee, but don't you stop!
I want to keep doing it forever.... After some vigorous rubbing
and heavy breathing Barbara yelled out "Oh .... OH .....
OHHH ...... OHHHH ....... OHHHHH!!"
At this point, Barbara's pussy jerked in a powerful climax.
I slowed to a stop with the bag, expecting to slide the bag from
her and give my tired right arm a rest from pounding her hot
little cunt. "Don't you dare pull that out!" yelled the little
girl in a breathless voice. Quickly she reached down and pulled
the bag outward until it was almost free of her pussy lips, and
squeezed the end of the bag. A quick shot of warming vanilla
frosting flew out from the bag. Her cunny filled to the brim
with a white, sweet, and oh so tasty substance.
Barbara half stood up, and slid onto my chest, and past,
with her nude butt sitting on my upper chest, and her pussy in my
face. "I want you to lick all the frosting out of my coo and eat
it, right now!" stated the bossy and more confident girl.
"Wait a minute!" I said. "What about me! My cock is so
hard my balls are beginning to hurt. Fair is only fair.." I
hoped I sounded convincing. If I didn't get relief soon, my blue
balls would begin aching!
Barbara reversed position, and went into a classic '69', and
took my cock in her mouth in a quick move. Only about 3 inches
fit inside without choking her, or forcing her to learn a quick
'deep throat' technique, but those 3 inches felt fantastic! Soon
Barbara was pistoning her mouth on my prick, using her lips,
while I didn't even pretend to do anything but lay there for the
pleasure. After what felt like forever, I blasted a load of cum
deep in her mouth, which she spit onto her wet panties before
assuming her former position. Unfortunately, I was still hard!
Susan wandered closer to the scene. "What else can you do
with a 'cock' besides rub it and suck it?" she asked. "If you
two were older I could put my cock in your cunny and rub it until
we all came, but I don't want to hurt either one of you...Or you
could put it in your mouth and lick and suck softly on it until I
come again!" I said hopefully. "No, I don't feel like it...its
too big, and you pee out of it. I just like the 'cum' that
shoots out," said Susan, ruining my hopes. "Wait a minute!" said
Barbara. "Why don't you stick it in her bum?"
I looked at Susan, and her little butt. "Well," I said, "I
would rather slide it in your cunnies, but since I can't do that
I will try if Susan wants."
Barbara said, "She will like it...She puts a finger in bum
to make it feel good sometimes; and I saw her putting a
candlestick in her butt once."
Susan looked embarrassed for once and yelled "Liar! I did
not!"
"Don't worry!" I said. "Lots of little girls do that, just
like lots like to rub their cunnies. You are not any different
than them," I assured her.
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"If you want to, put some Vaseline on your bum first. I
want it to feel as good as possible. That way my cock won't hurt
your cute little butt!"
Susan ran and grabbed a jar of Vaseline, and instead of
touching her bum, she put a large gob of it on the head of my
cock, and worked it in. Oh god, that felt so good!
Susan then sat on my cock, with her butt-cheeks spread, and
my Johnson slid into a nice, tight, warm home. Susan felt a bit
of pressure at first, but I told her to relax, and go slow. Soon
she was sliding up and down on my cock to the hilt, and I reached
over and slid a finger in her cherry pie and began rubbing her
cunt all over. Meanwhile I started licking Barbara's coo like
there was no tomorrow, and she made it hard to breathe by jerking
her hips forward and backward, and slamming her hot pussy over my
mouth and nose as I ate the sweet frosting, and the sweeter
juices running from that hot little girl's box! Soon we were all
moaning (mine being muffled by little girl pussy) and slamming up
and down until finally Barbara could contain herself no more, and
yelped "My cunny! My cunny, Suck MY CUNT! PLEASE SUCK MY LITTLE
CUNT! OH!.........OHHHH..........OHHHHHH.....AHHHHHHH!" and lost
total control of herself, throwing herself backwards from my face
with a jerk, and peeing on my chest, which ran down my front,
past my balls, and ran down, I warm stream hitting my asshole. I
came fantastically, almost throwing Susan from my cock. At the
same time Susan yowled as I slammed my big thruster in her butt
and rubbed her cunt, "...touch...my coo!...my
coo...touch...touch!....TOUCH!...MY!!...COOOO!" as she came too;
all of us collapsing on the now soaked bed. At this point, I
could no longer do anything but close my eyes and drift off...
A few minutes later, Susan and Barbara managed to get off
me, and get me up (after unlocking the cuff). I quickly went to
the bathroom, and wiped myself down in a sponge bath with a face-
cloth I found on the edge of the sink, and got dressed. Both
girls were again dressed, and looked innocent once more (after
respective trips to the bathroom).
We all gathered in the living room, where I finally unboxed
the stereo, and began setting it up in the niche provided in the
entertainment center. I was plugging the final RCA connector to
the speaker when I heard a car pull up. Looking around I noticed
Patricia getting out of a Honda Civic, and hurrying towards the
front door. "Were the girls any help with the stereo?" she
asked. "Susan and Barbara did everything perfect!" I assured
her. "I wish all installations were this much fun to do! We all
had a great time getting it together in time for you to get
home."
"Thank you very much...Bob," said Patricia, peering at my
name tag. "Here is something for your trouble," said the girls'
mother handing me a twenty-dollar bill. "No thank you," I said,
trying to refuse the money. "I was happy to come over and take
care of everything!"
In the end, Patricia insisted, and not wanting to insult
her, I accepted the money. As I was about to leave, she
mentioned she was thinking about purchasing a home computer, and
did I know anything about them?
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"A bit," said I, and offered to help her purchase one, and
set it up for her and the children...
AFTERWARDS:
Patricia Little was getting ready for bed, and feeling a bit
"naughty" she reached over and turned on the tape to watch what
her children had done during the afternoon. She had secretly
bought and installed one of the disguised cameras that were the
rage with protective parents these days to ensure that the
babysitter didn't slap the children around. To her delight, she
soon found that both girls usually ended up "touching themselves"
which turned her on fiercely, although it embarrassed her when
they did it in public. The images flickered on, and showed Susan
rubbing her "coo" almost casually; while her sister did it more
stealthily. Then Bob appeared, and began "teaching" the girls.
Patricia moaned in passion, and slid a vibrator from a
drawer, and into her pussy while her eyes stared at the screen in
passion. "Maybe I WILL buy that computer, and have Bob set it up
while I'm out," she thought to herself. "I would love a video of
THAT one!"
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