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The Pedo Files - 5
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

***

As an author myself, I found that many stories on the 
Internet of men with young girls seemed improbable. I 
posted a message on a pedophile discussion forum and 
asked men to give me real accounts of how they came to 
have sex with young teen girls. I then published these 
stories. Part 5 is the story of how owning a clothing 
store catering to tweens, can have many fringe benefits 
for a pedophile. (Mf, ped, 1st, mast, oral, voy)

***

Part 5 - The Teen Clothing Store Owner

My name is Ralph. I am forty-two years old and am 
married. I never realized I liked young girls until 
about three years ago.

It was when I was the assistant manager of a large 
department store. In that role I got to work in all 
departments. I became aware of my interest when I was 
assigned to work a month in the Junior Girls' 
Department.

At first I just focused on the older teens. Watching 
them comb through the racks in their short skirts with 
their round butts and perky breasts, made me stop 
whatever I was doing and fantasize.

Then I started to notice the younger teens. Their bodies 
were full of potential. I was even more curious how 
their rounding butts and the budding breasts would 
ultimately develop. And their legs were always so smooth 
beneath their short dresses.

I wished I could see into the changing rooms as I 
watched the clothing falling to the floor behind the 
half doors.

A year later I got to really fuel my fantasy. I always 
wanted to own my own store and this experience finally 
helped me decide what I wanted.

I purchased the franchise to a well-known teen clothing 
store in a suburban mall. I won't disclose the name but 
it also sends out yearly catalogues. (Which I had been 
collecting and secretly storing for a while)

During construction I made one modification in secret, 
myself. During the nights, I switched the regular 
mirrors in the changing rooms, to one-way mirrors, 
giving me a view into the bank of rooms from my private 
office behind them. A set of sliding panels kept them 
private from everyone else.

I stocked my racks with the most provocative teen 
clothing I could, including a large collection of 
lingerie and swimwear.

I also hired a sales staff of all girls, none older than 
sixteen, and gave them a discount so they could wear the 
sexy clothes for incentives to the customers.

The grand opening was more than I could have dreamed of. 
The store was overflowing with young girls, thirteen to 
sixteen years old, in their everyday short/shorts, tube 
tops, and miniskirts.
 
Since I had so much help, I was able to slip off to 
check out the changing rooms from my office. 

I was in heaven. All of my planning paid off. I watched 
as one thirteen-year old was trying on dresses. I 
enjoyed watching her in her bra and panties as she 
changed. 

The room next door was even better. A fourteen-year old 
was trying on tube tops. I could hardly contain my hard-
on as I got to see my first bare teenage breasts.

But it was the swimming suits that provided the most 
excitement. When trying them on the girls had to get 
completely naked. 

Although I enjoyed watching the older teens with their 
large breasts and plush pussies, I was surprised when I 
got my first glimpse of a prepubescent thirteen year-
old.

Who knew I would be equally attracted to straight 
bodies, flat chests, and hairless pussy slits. I guess 
you can always learn new things about yourself.

All was going well with the store. I was enjoying the 
fitting rooms. I became very selective about who I 
watched. I even started taking digital pictures and 
movies of my favorites.

***

About a month after the opening, something disturbing 
happened. A thirteen-year old girl tried on a bikini and 
then put on her street clothes over it. 

I waited for her to leave the store and then followed 
her out.

"Oh Miss." I shouted. "Didn't you forget something?" 

"My name is Barbie," she said, "and what do you mean?"

"I mean the bikini under your clothes that you forgot to 
pay for." I answered.

I led the embarrassed Barbie back into my office. I took 
my seat as she stood in front of me.

"I'm sorry," she said. "Let me go into the changing room 
and I'll give it back."

"I don't think I should let you out of my sight." I 
said. "Let me have it right now."

Barbie reluctantly undid her blouse and took it off, 
revealing the skimpy bikini top. She then stepped out of 
her jeans and her bottoms came into view.

"I have to admit," I said, "you have good taste. That's 
our best seller."

Barbie reached behind, unhooked the top and handed it to 
me. I was face to face with her A-Cup breasts.

She then pulled down the bottoms, stepped out, and also 
handed them over.

I got a close-up look at the pussy I saw through the 
dressing room mirror. It was just little more than a 
slit, with absolutely no hair at all. Her pink clitoral 
hood was visibly protruding at the top, between her thin 
lips.

Barbie stood there shaking, almost in tears.

"Please don't tell my parents," she said. "They'll kill 
me."

"We wouldn't want that now." I said. "Maybe there's some 
way we can work things out?" I continued, putting my 
hand between her legs.

"Oh please, no!" she said. "I'm still a virgin."

"No, I'm not asking to do that." I said. "Have you ever 
touched yourself down there?"

"Well ye...ye...yes." she stuttered.

"Just let me rub you a while and we'll forgot about 
this." I said.

Without waiting for an answer, I pushed my hand up and 
pressed it against her pussy. The feeling of her bare 
slit was amazing. It was smooth and as I rubbed it 
started to get wet. I have wanted to touch a little 
girl's pussy since I first saw one through the mirror.

As I rubbed it back and forth, Barbie started to relax. 
Her breathing quickened and she started to moan. I 
reached backward and found her moist vaginal opening. I 
probed it with my finger and then stuck it inside. It 
was immediately stopped by her hymen. She was indeed a 
virgin.

I withdrew my finger and slid it up to her clitoris. It 
was amazingly engorged for such a little girl. As I 
rubbed it in circles, I leaned up, put her right breast 
in my mouth, and sucked on her nipple. As it expanded 
slightly, I went to her other breast and did the same 
thing.

As I continued rubbing her clitoris Barbie started 
pushing her pelvis up to meet my touch. Finally I felt 
her whole body start to shake and then she went limp, 
falling into my lap.

When she calmed down I handed her clothes, including the 
bikini.

"The next time you need some clothes, don't try to steal 
them. Come to me and I'm sure we can work something 
out." I told her.

When she left, I stayed behind and masturbated, watching 
a few of the other young teens in the changing room.

***

Several weeks later I got a new shipment of teen 
underwear. You might have heard about it on the news. It 
was very controversial. 

The tops were half cup, push-up bras. The bottoms were 
skimpy thongs. The thongs had writing across the crotch. 
They said things like - Let Me In, Lunch Time, and 
Former Virgin. 

Many thought the new line was not appropriate for teens. 
That's not what my customers thought.

They flocked to the store to buy them.

The changing rooms were packed with young teens trying 
on underwear.

I could hardly leave my office; there was so much to 
watch. I never realized how sexy little girls were in a 
bra and thong. 

In many cases it was better than naked.

As I was watching, the door to the last fitting room 
opened and in walked one of my employees, fifteen-year-
old Sarah. She was on her break. Sarah was dressed in a 
denim mini skirt and crop top. Most of the girls never 
wore bras. She was no different and her C-cup breasts 
were jiggling beneath the top.

What was strange was that a boy, who I knew was her 
boyfriend, followed her into the room. They immediately 
started to make out. As they did, his hands lifted the 
crop top and he fondled her breasts. 

Then he sat on the stool and pulled down his pants. His 
hard penis pointed straight up. Next, Sarah lifted her 
skirt. She pulled off her panties and I got a good look 
at her fifteen-year old pussy.

Then Sarah straddled her boyfriend and plunged his penis 
into her pussy. I watched as his penis slid in and out. 
Finally both of their bodies stiffened as she had an 
orgasm and he obviously came inside her. 

She lifted up and quickly slid on her panties, trapping 
the semen inside. They then left the changing room. I 
sat there pondering what to do about the situation.

After the store closed, I asked Sarah to come to my 
office.

"Sarah," I said, "let me get straight to the point. I 
know what you did in the changing room today."

"How do you know?" she asked.

"Security cameras." I lied. "But the point is you can't 
be doing that here, OK? Consider this a warning."

"Oh thank you Mr. Simon. I really appreciate you not 
telling my parents or firing me," she said, as she 
turned to leave.

Then she stopped, turned back around, and walked over to 
me not saying a word. 

Looking right into my eyes, Sarah sank to her knees in 
front of me and reached for my zipper. Undoing it, she 
took out my flaccid penis and put it in her mouth.

She sucked it until it grew to its full seven-inches.

After a while she stopped, stood up, reached under her 
skirt and pulled off her panties. The crotch was wet. 

She then sat up on my desk, planted her heels, bent her 
knees and spread her legs. When she did her skirt rode 
up and revealing her fifteen-year old pussy. It was 
plush and hairy.

In that position, her inner lips were spread open, 
revealing the gooey mixture of her juices and her 
boyfriend's cum inside.

She continued to look right at me, her eyes saying thank 
you. I walked over, placed my penis at her pussy, and 
pushed forward.

It was so wet I slid all the way in. As I pumped in and 
out, I could feel the sticky walls of her pussy clinging 
to my penis. I thought it would be gross, but instead it 
was forbiddingly exciting. The thought on being where 
another penis was, just an hour ago, was a real turn on. 

As I started to speed up, Sarah wrapped her legs around 
me. I felt her insides start to spasm and shot my cum 
deep into her with the other load.

When I finally pulled out, she slipped her panties on 
fast, trapping that load inside also.

Still not saying a word, Sarah gave me a sweet kiss on 
the lips and then left.

***

Things were going great at the store. One day, as I was 
closing up, I saw thirteen-year old Barbie, looking 
through the dress racks.

"Come to steal something, Barbie?" I laughed.

"No Mr. Simon." she said, "But I do need a dress for the 
school dance. I like this one. I came in to see if we 
could work something out."

"Take it into the back room while I lock up." I said. 
"I'll see what I can do."

I returned to the back room. Seeing Barbie holding the 
dress, I said. "Go ahead, try it on. Don't be shy. I've 
seen you naked before."

Barbie stepped out of her jeans. She had on little girl 
panties with pictures of teddy bears. When she took off 
her tee shirt she was braless. Her A-cup breasts didn't 
need any support yet.

"Hold on a second." I said. "These might be good for 
under that dress. Try them"

I handed her a white cotton thong and push-up bra, in 
her size from the stock area.

She seemed excited. As she changed into the thong I got 
another look at her little pussy slit. And putting on 
the bra not only enhanced her cup size, but also gave 
her cleavage.

As she turned toward me I got to see the writing on her 
crotch. It said, "Ready!"

Barbie then pulled the dress on over her head. It fit 
just right and was beautiful. She looked like a living 
Lolita.

"I love it!" she exclaimed. "But it's much more 
expensive than the bikini. I'll go pick out something 
else," she continued, taking it off, and handing it to 
me.

"No wait." I said. "I told you maybe we could work 
something out. Any ideas?"

"Well, how would you like to, um… do it with me?" Barbie 
asked.

"What do you mean, do it?" I asked.

"You know, have sex." she answered.

"I thought you were a virgin and wanted to stay that 
way?" I asked.

"Well things are different now," she said. "Like it says 
on this thong, I'm Ready!"

With that, I laid her on the carpet, pulled off her bra 
and thong and put a cushion under her butt. Her bare, 
thirteen-year old pussy was right in my face and I just 
had to have taste.

I bent down and ran my tongue up and down her thin bare 
slit. It splayed open slightly, revealing her smooth 
inner lips. Licking down to the bottom, I came to her 
vaginal opening. It was visibly moist and I put my 
tongue right on it. It was hot and juices were sweet. I 
lapped up as much as I could then I moved back and took 
off my clothes.

Needless to say, my penis was rock hard. I moved between 
Barbie's legs and placed the tip in her opening. After 
rubbing it on the outside, getting it wet, I pushed 
forward. I came upon her hymen again. I applied a steady 
pressure and soon felt myself breaking through.

It didn't seem to hurt Barbie at all so I started 
pumping. After pumping in and out a few times, I slid 
all the way in. It was the tightest pussy I ever felt. I 
almost came right then. 

Barbie wrapped her arms and legs around me and pushed 
her pelvis upward. I started to pump in and out, in and 
out, faster and faster.

Finally I felt her vagina start to contract. It was 
almost like milking me. When this happened, I shot what 
felt like a huge load of cum deep into her young pussy. 
(Being that she had not started puberty yet, I didn't 
have to worry.)

As I pulled out, I watched the cream pie drip out of her 
thirteen-year old pussy opening.

We cleaned up; I gave her the dress along with the bra 
and thong, and sent her on her way. 

I just sat there in the office, thinking about how lucky 
I was.

Very few men ever get to even see a young teen girl 
naked. I not only get to see them naked, every day 
through the dressing room mirror, but I get to fuck one 
now, whenever she needs a new outfit.

More accounts to come...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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