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Published: 3-May-2013
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My name is Ralph Simon. I am forty two years old and am married. I never realized I liked looking at 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 teens. Watching them comb through the racks, in their short skirts with their round butts and ample breasts, made me stop whatever I was doing and fantasize.
Then I started to notice the tweens. 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 tween 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 tween clothing I could, including a large collection of lingerie and swim wear.
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, twelve to sixteen years old, in their everyday short/shorts, tube tops, and mini skirts.
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 hardon 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 preteen.
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 twelve 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 in the dressing room. 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 girls 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 went all the way in, up to my joint.
"Hey, I thought you were a virgin?" I asked. "Where's your cherry?"
"I broke it horseback riding." she answered.
I continued to finger her for a while. She was sooo tight, smooth and wet inside, I fantasized about what it would be like to fuck her.
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 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 preteens in the changing room.
***
Several weeks later I got a new shipment of teen and preteen 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 'Virgin'.
Many thought the new line was not appropriate for teens and tweens. That's not what my customers thought.
They flocked to the store to buy them.
The changing rooms were packed with little girls 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 room opened, and in walked one of my employees, fifteen year old Sarah. She was on her break. Sarah was dressed in a 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.
He sat on the stool and pulled down his pants. His hard penis pointed straight up. Then 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.
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 inside her with the other load.
When I finally pulled out, she slipped her panties on fast, trapping that load 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 twelve 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 a 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 preteen pussy slit. And putting on the bra not only enhanced her cup size, but 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 I lied." she said. "It was my uncle, not horseback riding that broke my cherry. We do it all the time. I think it would OK to do it with you. As 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, preteen pussy, was right in my face so I just had to have taste.
I bent down and ran my tongue up and down her 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. Her pussy opened up slowly and let me in.
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 preteen pussy. (Being that she had not started puberty, I didn't have to worry.)
As I pulled out, I watched the cream pie drip out of her twelve 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 teen or preteen 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...
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