Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >Paige Turner by SZENSEI Copyright(C) 2022 by SZENSEI Episode 6: UNCLE BUCK$ Dear Diary ... I love being soiled rotten by my uncles. I meant spoiled! Heehee! -At the mall twice in two weeks. - -There -(TM)s a bunch of clothing stores we haven -(TM)t checked out daddy. - Paige Louise Turner hugged her father -(TM)s side while walking along the food court. Ten restaurants surrounded two walls with a dining area of 30 tables in one big room. The festive angle allowed folks to dine as well as watch children and ever young adults ride a colorful carousel of eager animals. Today not so much. This particular mall had ornate features to help draw business in. It worked. Sunday was busy however not like a hectic Saturday. Lonnie felt a bit more at ease with what he allowed Paige to wear. Her cut up Hello Kitty shirt drifted over her shoulder revealing her milky white flesh in abundance. Going braless every step she took her tits bounced about freely. She loved it. He had to admit it, so did he. Eyes were drawn to her youthful exuberance instantly. Lonnie counted over eight guys watching them walk past. Most eyes on those bobbing beauties. Others the fact he was being treated more like her boyfriend than her father. The age gap looked obvious. Even though Lonnie looked damn good at 40. Finding his friends, Paige -(TM)s fabricated uncles Andy Tubbs and Mike Morris wasn -(TM)t that difficult. Lonnie did tell them to meet by the carousel. But where there was food there was Andy, in line at a Taco Hell waiting on his Burritos. Mike stood about ten feet away looking at his cell while waiting on his buddy to get his order. Seeing them, Paige darts away from Lonnie and skips vividly toward them. Her breasts were everywhere. She had to hold her chest and cleavage hem from letting them flop out. Oh, how the food court voyeurs were begging that she let Hello Kitty prowl. Reaching Mike, she hugs him from behind crushing her abundant chest against his lower back. Her hands couldn -(TM)t reach his eyes to cover them, so it looked as if she was blinding his chest, his pecs would have to suffice. -Guess who? - Mike looks shocked at being clutched from behind, arms fanning to his sides as if waiting on someone to also hug him from the front. He offers a strange expression toward a few onlookers studying their chemistry with a hint of scrutiny as he ponders, -That you Dorothy? No wait ... Chantelle. - -Noooo! It -(TM)s me, the Birthday Girl. - She releases him dancing around to face him. Ignoring her low riding shirt over fifty percent of her left breast was becoming quite determined to reveal itself. A tip of areola exposed before she caught herself and lifted the garment up by two inches. -Oopsie! - Ready to share her adoration now, Mike raises his arms high as she smothers his torso with titties. Looking up at him with her chin on his sternum she grins, -Miss me? - His dick rose three inches just hearing that question. -You know it. - He nods with a beaming smile as Lonnie joins them. -Release the man. - Lonnie frowns peeling her from him by grabbing her hair and tugging her away. She flared her eyes at his aggressive move but clung to Mike unwilling to let him go. A more demanding tug to her fiery red mane she released her grip. She pouts at their separation with a stomping foot and a whiney exhale of -Poo. - -She sure is happy to see her ole Uncle Mikey. - Mike chuckles, reaching out on his own to encircle his large hands around her neckline. To some folks it looked as if the men were teaming up to choke and pull her hair. Paige herself loved the strange restraint. -Don -(TM)t rub it in. - -What if I wanted to rub it in dad? - She giggled until Mike let go, Lonnie following suit. Darting away from them Paige does the exact same thing to Andy at the counter paying for his food. The move gave Mike and Lon a moment to realize that she was going to be a handful. Mike expressed his concern with a point toward her father. -You started it. - -Yeah! Yeah! - -Guess who? - She repeated toward Andrew Tubbs aka Tubby for his healthy flat tire paunch about his smaller waist. -Hmmmm? - Andy looks to the ceiling then the young African American teen at the cash register, -I smell peaches. You must be the girl from the scented candle store. - -Nooooooooo! It -(TM)s your niece. Your very sexy niece. - Andy knew the cashier heard her and smiles with a hint of busted. Grabbing his debit card and tray of food he turns in her clutches. Like Mike, now his hands and tray were over her head. She refused to let go of him hugging his belly, her cheek nuzzling as if comfy at his few extra pounds. He adored her zestful attitude. -I can -(TM)t walk with you holding my waist so tight. - She steps on his feet as if a three-year-old and giggles, -Carry me. - Lonnie shook his head at Mike, -Good lord. You would swear she was an infant still. - -Thank that Good Lord she -(TM)s not. - -I hear you. Be right back. - Lonnie leaves Mike to rescue Andy by picking Paige up by her arms. Reeling her in he growls, -Behave or we -(TM)re going home. - -I -(TM)m only saying hi. - -No. You -(TM)re saying look at me I -(TM)m hornier than last night. Chill the fuck out. - Sad at his observation she turns away pouting. Lonnie knew that she was working on his emotions until he would give in and let her do whatever she wanted to. A father knows even if it wasn -(TM)t always best. -Grab a booth, Andy. I -(TM)ll keep her at bay until you wolf your food down. - With a motion to take a seat Paige held her wrist in front of her belly almost whiney at his scolding. Tits mashed together due to constricting biceps they lifted and merely jiggled as she shuffled to a table to seat herself down. Uncle Mike shook his head at Lonnie as if to say relax dude. Lonnie knew exactly what he was doing. Sitting down next to his daughter he scooted his seat closer to her legs. Placing an arm around her shoulder he rubbed her bicep, in the process unintentionally guiding her cutoff shoulder lower on her arm until almost elbow level. In doing this her Hello Kitty was peeking up over the table as if embarrassed for her. Lon in his actions was not helping, both Mike and Andy across from them froze in expression at her breasts ever so slowly becoming available. Andy couldn -(TM)t even finish unwrapping his burrito. -I know you -(TM)re giving it your best shot at not being shy but there -(TM)s a time and place for everything. Slow down and breath. - He told her. She continued her pout session while lifting her glasses by the nose piece. Regardless, she nodded that she understood. As she sat there fidgeting Mike scooted opposite of her and aimed to calm her down further. In a counter move Mike pinched her shirt and lifted the front to compensate her loss. Darting her head from side to side as if deciding which male to follow Paige stopped and lowered her chin to her chest to witness her swelling boobs half exposed. Nipples cresting stabbed right through the thin cotton material. Biting her lower lip, she trembled as if she was at war. Rather her tiny angel and tiny devil were battling it out on her silky very abandoned shoulders. If not for Mike, her tits would be exposed completely. Lonnie wasn -(TM)t paying attention obviously. Or was he? Dad was looking about at other dining patrons looking their direction. A lengthy attention turning to Mike -(TM)s saving grace she reached up and shyly peeled his fingers from her shirt. Slithering lower without his intervention only her nipples kept Kitty from saying HELLO!!! -So, Paige? - Andy interrupted chewing his food and eyeballing her hooters deciding if they wanted to wink at him, -What kind of clothes are you looking for? - This pepped up her mood. -Anything that doesn -(TM)t make me look nerdy. Nothing floral like my mom makes me wear. I want to feel pretty. - -You are pretty. Come on now what makes you think you -(TM)re not? - -I don -(TM)t know. Boys at school don -(TM)t acknowledge me at all. Well, they might now that Brett Chenowyth is going to tell me he -(TM)s seen me nude. - Mike chokes on his drink at hearing of this. -Say, what? - He glares at Lonnie, -Wanna fill us in there Lon? - -He can do better than that. Show them daddy. - She bounces in her seat excitedly, one tit ignoring the dress code. Seeing nipple some boys across from them at an angle were biting their knuckles with a vibrant, -Hell yes! - reaction. She ignored the fact her nipple felt free of its bonds. Now that her father had opened her eyes toward attention, she begged for it. Lonnie shakes his head at her admission of those photos. He hadn -(TM)t even had time to talk to his buddies about the other night let alone risk their wrath for letting Paige and Brett act out his sick fantasy that he passed off as a shyness repellant. Growling at her he drags his cell from his pocket and opens up the pictures with the boy. Andy devouring his food leaned across the table to get an eye full of both the pictures and Paige -(TM)s Realtime darling breast reveal. Mike stared at each pic he was shown. -Show them the video daddy. - -What part of chill out don -(TM)t you get? - Lonnie frowned. -I can -(TM)t help that I like my picture taken. - -Daaamn! - Mike whistled, -Lucky boy. - -You guys got luckier. - She snorts swaying in her seat. Her pink t-shirt slipping from her barely clinging opposite breast to bunch up over her upper torso making it look as if Hello Kitty was blindfolded. She didn -(TM)t even try to pull it back into place. Lon and her uncles were holding their oxygen reserves at allowing her tits to remain out. -This kid was eating Paige up. - So were the table of boys off to their side. She shyly smiled at them, noting them cast her a series of upraised thumbs in support of her exhibition. A sly tongue razzes their way she noted them now pointing at their tented inseams. Eyes flaring at the effect she had on them she simply let the adults gab and her voyeur -(TM)s grab. A blush was met with the desire to tease. If her father and uncles were not covering her up that must mean she was safe. -I don -(TM)t trust him. I made it look like I was using his cell to take pics but really used mine. He would have ruined my baby girl -(TM)s reputation. - -Ummm! - Andy dabbed his chin with a napkin, -I -(TM)d think you letting her be with us might do that too. For that matter you two hooking up. - Mike elbows Andy, -Shut up Andrew. - -No. He -(TM)s right Mikey. - Lonnie sighed, his exhale cascading over Paige -(TM)s titties, -I am taking huge risks. You guys must think I -(TM)m one sad motherfucker. - For not noticing your kid exposing herself here and now. Her uncles were no better for not pointing the fact out. -I wouldn -(TM)t go that far. - Mike scratched the back of his neck grimacing. -We went along with it. If anything, we should apologize to Paige. - -Nooooooooo! - She leans across the table to place both palms on Mike -(TM)s hand. In doing so her breasts were finally noticed as being available. With the entire outer formation of both breasts revealing themselves and laying on top of the table Lonnie bulged his eyes. A glance about them at the other tables he discovered many eyes staring. Those boys were grinning up a storm. A gent at a table with a woman shyly supported Paige but softly smiled at Lon as if to relax him of their opinion. Even with her big framed amber colored glasses they enjoyed the view. Nerdy looking or not. -Don -(TM)t apologize. I had fun. - Everyone was at this second. -Some birthday party, huh? - Mike expressed hesitance then noticed the other tables on his own. A tad more worried than Lonnie seemed he rubbed her hand over his and whispered, -Some birthday suit for that matter. Eyes are eating you up. - -They are, aren -(TM)t they? I feel really sexy right now. - She reacted with awe while in thought questioning her past. -Why don -(TM)t boys look at me like this when I -(TM)m fully clothed? - None of them dared deny that she wasn -(TM)t. Lonnie put his cell away and nudged her back in her seat. Her shirt drooping so low concerned him with cameras and security around. It was then Lonnie chose to do the right thing and pull her shirt up for her. She turned beet red noticing guys around her staring at her father covering her up. Far more blush that when exposed. -There -(TM)s her favorite color. - Andy chuckled. -Don -(TM)t make fun of me Uncle Andy. - She over did it with her pouting. -Hey Punky Booster? Let -(TM)s go ride the carousel. - Mike stood up and extended a hand. Paige looking at Lonnie for his approval, he nods his go ahead. Jumping for joy her tits bounced everywhere and nearly fell out again. Guys were huffing in their seats. Mike taking her by the hand made their way through a maze of velvet railing until they reached an older man running the carousel. Even Metzgar Bellows had to inspect her healthy chest with the shirt barely holding on to her left shoulder. Mike paid the man and the two hopped up on the circular platform in search of their ride. -Giraffe? - -No. The horsey. - She skipped toward her choice. -I -(TM)ll ride the giraffe then. - -Nooooo! Ride with me. - She winks at him. He couldn -(TM)t resist, helping her up onto the high horse his hand planted firmly on her ass until she was seated. Her cut off shorts offered rebellious cheeks that came out of hiding now that she was bending more. Settled in he throws a leg over and scoots toward her for comfort. She wiggled her tight little butt right up against a full-blown erection. He had to gnash his teeth. -How -(TM)s come we -(TM)re the only two people on this thing? - He chuckles. -Uncle Mike? - -Yeah? - -I can feel your big dick against my ass. - -Sorry I can -(TM)t help it. - -Do I turn you on that much? - She lays back against him and lays the back of her head on his shoulder to peer up at him at an angle. The kid had the most alluring gaze. -Don -(TM)t let your ole -(TM) man know but fuck yeah you do. - -He knows. Can I ask you something Uncle Mike? - Melting polar icecaps here! -Sure. - -What I did last week? - -Uh huh? - -Would you want me to be like that again? - -Somehow I don -(TM)t think Lonnie is going to agree to that. - -He likes to watch me play. - -Still! He -(TM)s feeling guilty. I can tell. - -If he would let me though? - -You -(TM)re eighteen. I -(TM)m not pressuring you Paige, but you really don -(TM)t need his permission. - -I know. I love my dad though. I won -(TM)t do it again if he doesn -(TM)t want me to. But if he did, would you want me to? - She nibbles her lower lip with a hopeful brightness in her eyes. Even from behind those big glasses she yearned for a yes. He hugs her tightly from behind and whispers into her ear, -Fuck yes. I want my cock inside your sweet ass pussy. - She giggles at his eagerness. -Buy me some really nice clothes and I -(TM)ll persuade daddy to let me do that again. - -Two outfits. I can -(TM)t afford more, or my wife would kick my ass. - -Do you feel bad about having sex with me? You, being married? - -Sweetheart, I know she -(TM)s doing the same damned thing. I -(TM)m not regretting a second of what happened. - -Me neither. You guys really helped me not be so shy. - -You looked like you had fun with that boy in the pics. - -I did. I hope he doesn -(TM)t spread bad rumors about me. - -If he does then you just do something to make him look bad. - -I really do want boys to find me more attractive. I think ditching my nerdy side might help. - -You keep saying you -(TM)re a nerd. I think those glasses are your only nerdy trait. But y -(TM)know what? - -What Uncle Mike? - -Even those goggles you wear are fucking hot. - She fidgets shyly, -I think that my childlike voice has a lot to do with it too. I sound like I -(TM)m still in grade school. It -(TM)s embarrassing sometimes. - -It -(TM)s also erotic as hell. - -Really? Dad says older guys like kiddy girls. - -Fuck yeah they do. I -(TM)m rock hard just listening to you. Every little blush you get turns me on. - -Wow! - She reaches a hand behind her while watching her dad in the distance. He wasn -(TM)t looking at the moment so Paige couldn -(TM)t resist checking out the contours of Mike -(TM)s slacks. He ignored it but his thoughts were all over the place. As the carousal music began, the horse started to rise and lower while circling the dining area. Guys sitting all around them were drooling at her with each and every pass. She hadn -(TM)t even noticed, more worried about her father. Waving at Lonnie and Andy excitedly as they drifted by Mike chose a different tactic. The second they rode by Lonnie his hands went up her shirt to squeeze her bare breasts. She turned red and bit her lip at how bold he was being. It was then that she noticed guys looking more intensely. -Everybody is watching you Uncle Mike. - -Anyone look mad? - -Noooo. Everyone is smiling. - -You know why? - -Why? - -Because they want to be me right now. As soon as we go by the carousel operator, I -(TM)m going to lift your shirt up. - -Oh, my gosh. - She bulged her eyes. Sure, enough as soon as they pass the man, Mike -(TM)s hands lift her loose Hello Kitty shirt up over her tits and palms them for the remaining gents. News traveled fast as thumbs up ruled the area. Pulling her shirt down as the carousel finished up, she claps ecstatically, -Again Uncle Mike. Again! - With a motion to the conductor to go again he didn -(TM)t bother to wait. Nobody else was in line. Firing it up a second time Paige quickly switches positions with Mike -(TM)s help. Turning to face him she slapped his chest. -What was that for? - -I want you to do that again where I can see your eyes. - Awaiting the right time, Metzgar yawning and considering a lunch break, Mike again found his window of opportunity. Running his hands up her shirt the audience was eating it up. Watching his eyes, she got really turned on. His big brown eyes were glued to her milky white mounds. With each pass her shirt went down to keep Lonnie or Metzgar from ruining their fun. On another round she lays back over the horse -(TM)s fiberglass neck and mane. Now she herself lifted her shirt and let the men at the tables see her nipples. Giggling she lowered it just as quickly. Beet red but having a blast. -You like showing those off, don -(TM)t you? - -Yesssss! I hope dad doesn -(TM)t get mad at me. - -Did he see you? - -I think so. He -(TM)s standing up. - -Coming our way? - Mike was afraid to look. -No. He -(TM)s going over to talk to the guys at the tables. - -Ahhh, hell. - What was that devious bastard up to now? -Do you think he -(TM)s going to yell at them? - -Guess we -(TM)ll see. - The final trip around they witness the guys chuckling with Lonnie and nodding. About what would remain a mystery. Lonnie moved around the room to reach Mike and Paige, awaiting them at the exit of the carousel. Helping her off of the stallion Mike holds her chest over his face and intentionally lets her shirt droop wide. Her bulging bleached melons falling free over his brow he dared to lick a nipple on the way through. She gasped and shivered until her feet hit the floor. Breaking away in a bountiful dance she raced through the cord maze to her father, her shirt held by one hand but barely covering herself in transit. -What did you and those guys talk about daddy? - She nearly jumped into his arms. -About your tits. - -You saw me? - -Who didn -(TM)t? We need to be careful you know there are cameras around everywhere. - -I know. - She pouts, -I wish there weren -(TM)t any. - -You done pawing up my daughter? - Lonnie scowled at Mike. Mike merely shrugged and put his hands in his pockets. Not really! Lonnie knew Mike well enough to know he was fighting his hormones. -Are you mad, daddy? - -No. Just being cautious. I knew this bastard couldn -(TM)t keep his hands to himself. - -Or his lips and tongue. - She blushed. Mike coughed into his hand avoiding eye contact. -Relax Bromeo. - Lonnie scowled then turns Paige around by her shoulders. Facing the table of men, he leans into her ear. -Go say hi to your adoring fans. - -WHAT? - Paige blurts out whining at his suggestion, -I don -(TM)t know what to say to them. - -If you want more clothes, I -(TM)d think of something. - -Please don -(TM)t make me. They might be mean to me. - -Somehow I doubt that. Get moving or we can go home now. - -Fiiine! - She stomps her right foot and loses her sandal in her beginning journey. Bending over to put it back on her Kitty shirt dangled low again revealing both breasts. The men could even see nipple hard on. Once upright she carefully lifts her left shoulder back into place for support. The carousel operator Metzgar now noticed her unfortunate slip and smirked. Dirty old man! The soft pink shirt expressed her nipples like bullets. With a very friendly wave of her right hand first at Metzgar, she shuffled over to the four guys at the table. -Hello. - -Kitty? - -What? - She blushed then reacted by pinching the short hemline lifting the shirt to look at the Sanrio special. In doing so her lowest definition of her tits were seen. -Oh! You like her? - -Love the Kitty. - A guy chuckled. -No way are you eighteen. - Another scowled. -Yes I am. I can show you my ID. - She reaches behind her to obtain an ID with her birthdate from her back pocket. Eagerly showing them, all four lean forward to read it. -Paige Turner. HA! You do read a lot. - Another mocked her namesake. -Don -(TM)t listen to Chad. You just turned eighteen. Sorry, we had to check. You really do look a lot younger. You sound like my kid sister even. - -Sowwy. - She fidgets. -Naw! Hey, it -(TM)s damned cute Paige. We might as well get this out there we -(TM)re all thinking about those tits. - -You saw me? - She blushes tapping her sandal on the tile nervously. -You flashed us. So yeah! - The considerate man laughed. Speechless suddenly she stares at them without blinking. She didn -(TM)t know what to really say. Opting for the first thing that comes to mind she adds, -I just joined Tender. I have pictures. - -Really? I think we -(TM)re all on that dating site. Maybe we -(TM)ll message you. - She pats her hands together lightly, -You might be my first. - -Virgin, huh? - Another friend chuckled. -Ohhh no! Not anymore. - She bulged her eyes at her admission. -That guy really your boyfriend? Looks old enough to be your dad. - -Boyfriend? - She hesitates to look back at Lonnie who stood smirking. Paige shyly grins at the men, -He lets me date other people. - -Can -(TM)t keep it up, can he? - Another hisses for laughs. Snorting slightly, she blushes, -Oh, I keep him up. No trouble there. - -Daaaamn! - Her reply drew a consensus. -I bet you call him daddy. With that fifteen-year-old voice I bet you get whatever you want. - -I do call him daddy. - She wasn -(TM)t lying. -Sugar Daddy more like. - A third snorts. -Your man over there said you could sit in our laps, and we could play with those titties if we bought you some skimpy G-strings. We -(TM)re up for that. - -He did? - She brightens up, -You will? - -Worth it. What -(TM)s a few dollars each, right. - -Right! I -(TM)m so worth it. - She beams smugly. -Maybe we can find you some Hello Kitty G-strings. If we do, can we get a fashion show? - -If daddy lets me. - -She -(TM)s got that Daddy crap down to a science. - One man shifts his chair patting his lap. Paige shyly moves between his legs and looks down at his inseam, eyes studying a definite erection. Beet red she turns and sits in his lap leaning her back against him. -Love your fire red hair. You smell like peaches too. - -Thank you. - She whispers softly. His hands rub her legs first then move upward over her hips until more flesh is felt up. She shivered as his hands slipped under her shirt to squeeze her breasts. -Damn these are firm. You -(TM)re a little hard body. - -Oh, my Gosh! Your hands are sweaty on my boobies. - The other men grow envious as she finds herself passed around to each of them for similar attractions. Every one of them was rock hard. She blushed every second of their tender groping. On the final guy Lonnie made his way to the table. -Getting a bit of attention outside this table. We better shut this down. - Paige looked around to see other men watching. Females too. Some scrutinizing but keeping silent. Most of those were women. -Nice meeting you Paige. - -You -(TM)re not coming to shop with me? - She peels away from her throne to stand next to Lonnie. -If we find Hello Kitty thongs, I promised a fashion show. - Lonnie frowns at her unexpected promise. A doe like eye contact led her plea. Shaking his head, he glares at the four men in their twenties with uncertainty. As each of them shocks him with opening wallets to pass off $20 Lonnie eyes the cash then his daughter. He winks at her, -My girlfriend is too damn cute. Alright! You four go find her underwear. Keep a bit of distance so things don -(TM)t look obvious. Deal? - -Deal. - They each affirm his request. -Come on Snow White. - He grips her shoulders as she waves rapidly at the group. Paige was in heaven. -Thank you, daddy. - She hugs his hip and plants her head on his chest from the side. Looking up briskly she whispers, -They all had really hard dicks. I could feel them under my butt. - -Of course, they did. - He pats her back lovingly. She shivered with awe. -Let -(TM)s spend everyone else -(TM)s money. - -Yay! - She grows giddy as they rejoin Andy and Mike. Letting her take the lead they go from store to store letting her pick and choose from various dresses, jeans, skirts, leggings, and blouses. Certain dresses she tries on for opinions. She wanted to be a real woman not a young girl. Her father had opened up whole new world to her. Feeling sexy was suddenly her top priority. Discovering a store devoted to sensual clothing made her want to sample everything. An innocent fashion show led to the eventual purchase of a white lace backless dress exposing her entire back down to her ass. Another inch her crack would have been seen. Mike and Andy just knew they were going to have to jerk off before even heading home. Two more dresses, one pale lavender the other bright yellow with loads of cleavage were added. A corset style black blouse with laces up the front and back got showed off when the courtesy clerks were busy with others. She even waved at two of her followers letting them see her cleavage. It looked so nice Lonnie suggested a red version of that shirt be included. A black romper and pair of blue jeans that zipped up in front and back both. Those got the uncles money for certain. Another black shirt caught her attention. This one a crop top that zipped up the front. A black pair of leggings found a white pair joining it. Followed by an extremely short black stretchy mini skirt. She just had to show the skirt off to everyone. Crouching to face her four followers she lets them see her thong beneath it by fanning her legs wide. Giggling at their blown away reaction she found herself getting really wet. Eyes flaring at her dad and adopted uncles she let them know by mouthing it. -I -(TM)m really wet. - They had already surmised that. One of the men outside the store points at swimwear. Holding up their wallets made Lonnie walk with her to the swimsuits. She pointed at the ones she liked. The consensus was a hot pink G-string and a burgundy one. She blushed and bought both. At the bra and panty area she let her uncles decide. Andy went with transparent green lace. Mike chose a royal blue set. Lifting various thongs at the guys she added one pair that each guy agreed to with a thumbs up. -Lon we gotta slow down. - Andy clenched his teeth, -None of us are wealthy. - -She -(TM)s probably got $600 worth of stuff. - Mike began sweating. -$150 each? I -(TM)ll get the rest. If I have to, I -(TM)ll cash in some bonds. The $80 those guys tossed in plus whatever they -(TM)re waving wallets for might get everything. - -HELLO KITTY G-STRING. - Paige raced to an end cap where a tiny section was devoted to imports. Sure, enough she found them. Jumping up and down with the slingshot she waved it at the guys. Fists clenched at her success. Handing her uncles, the mountain of clothing she plucks the black mini skirt up and the G-string. Skipping to the changing room she slips her current thong off and puts the Kitty G on. The narrow triangle was rather low cut revealing her uncut fire red pubes that her dad requested she not shave. There was no chance of hiding it. Skirt on with her pink Kitty cutoff shirt she steps out taking her jean shorts and old thong out with her. Price tag swinging she returned dancing about her family. -Oh, my Gosh. I -(TM)m wearing these the rest of our time here. - Considering underwear was forbidden to be tried on she had to buy those anyway. -~Gotta pay for those you know. - Lon points at her skirt. -I know. - She drags them toward the checkout counter. As the guys throw her items on the counter the woman there winked at Paige. -It must be your birthday. - -Last week. - Paige nods repeatedly. -Graduation presents too. - Lonnie smiles. -Early that is. - -I love you daddy. - She giddily hugs him and leans up on her tippy toes to kiss his cheek. She did the same for Andy and Mike. With her back facing her followers her skirt expressed bare butt cheeks. The G-string straps buried deep. As Andy and Mike cough, up a shocking $200 each Lonnie was stunned. As soon as he accepted the cash Paige grabbed both uncles and dragged them toward the entrance. Setting off the alarm Lonnie looked at Paige who dropped her jaw. Racing back to her dad she literally jumps up on the counter and leans back holding the price tag on the skirt. The cashier laughed at her glee and used a gun to scan the skirt. Gritting her teeth at the woman Paige whispered, -Hello Kitty G-string. Might be kind of hard to scan it. - -Oh, good lord. - The cashier burst out laughing, -Go on. Those are on me. Happy birthday! - -Yay! - Paige hops off the counter and darts away barefooted. -Where -(TM)s your sandals? - Lon called out. He found them in the changing room. Bags filled the final total was $668. Outside the store Paige dragged Mike and Andy directly up to the men. Moving them into a confined circle of security she giggles and lifts her skirt up to her waist so that they could see her G-string up close. Whistles all around, one of the men dared to reach in and caress her pubic fur. She flared her eyes and trembled. -Dude look. - A buddy points lower. -That Kitty is soaked. - -You guys were coughing up more money, right? - Andy made it known. -She needs sexy shoes. - The leader of the bunch turned pointing at a shoe store called HEEL YOUNG. Like an epiphany of Angels singing Paige was drawn to it like a moth. The followers filed after her leaving Mike to glare at Andy. -Why do I feel like our niece is growing up to be an Escort? - Before Andy could reply Lonnie stepped up with four bags. -I need some pack mules. Here take a couple. - He frowns, -You let my daughter run off with four strangers? - -Shoe store. They -(TM)re buying. - Andy shrugged. -There -(TM)s a couple of those massaging recliners vacant over there. Go rest up, I -(TM)ll deal with the Glamour girl. - Nodding at a sound idea the uncles did just that. Lonnie moved onward into the shoe store. Stopping at the entrance he discovered Paige sitting on a bench. The four men were waiting on her hand and foot. Getting her socks before helping her try on their picks for shoes. She approved of ankle high black suede heels with buckles on the side. Another set of boots were calf high light beige colored leather. Going from boots to actual shoes she loves a pair of white ribbed strappy heels. Socks removed Lonnie observed the man massage her feet and suckle a toe before trying them on her feet. She giggled nonstop and turned every shade of red possible. Her glasses even steamed up. Arms folded Lonnie waits for her to look his direction. When she does, she mouths the words, -OH, MY GOD DADDY. - He had to smile. Her pampering was making Paige crazy. Brainstorm idea he motions for her to remove her thong. Her jaw dropped even lower as she pondered the idea. As Lonnie steps into the store, he confronts the only two workers there and brought up cowboy boots. Both workers joined Lonnie in another aisle. The second they were gone Paige looks around for safety and stands up lifting her black skirt, tag still on, up over her G-string. She starts to drag it down when a Prince Charming kneels to assist her removal. Over her toes they went to be passed around and smelled. She watched in total awe as she sat back down. Her skirt tugged low but still high enough for a gorgeous pussy shot. The quest returned to find the perfect shoes. Each man chose another approved style and sat down in front of her. As the shoes were put on they would look at that beautiful pink snatch and wink. She winked back and fanned her heated face. -That pussy is trickling. - A man whispered up to his friends. He went so far as to move a hand up between her thighs and lightly moisten his fingers along her tight labia. Paige formed a silent whistle and whimpered. Lifting his finger to see just how wet she was he grinned at his buds. -Oh, my gosh. I hope all of you answer my Tender ad. - -You -(TM)re sexy as hell Paige Turner. - The wet fingered man dares a second invasion. This time his middle finger slips inside her tight vulva and moves in and out three times. She bites her lip and tilts her head back. -I -(TM)m a geeky girl. - Reality returns as his finger retreats. -Hottest geek I know. - Another one of them chuckles with a whisper. -Do you really think so? - She quivers wanting very much to touch herself but shies from it. She was listening to her dad ramble in the next aisle. Watching as one worker goes into the back room, she knew they were occupied. -I -(TM)d fuck you. - Another let -(TM)s slip his fantasy. -Really? - She looks to the others to view their affirmative nods. Hearing each of them say, -So would I. - and -Let me touch that pussy. - she was honestly wanting that. The outspoken whisperer kneels on one knee and reaches between her legs introducing two fingers this time. Her gasp led to a yearning expression. He winks up at her as his fingers twist and sink deeper. -Like that Paige? - -Yes. - A pretty pant alongside her whispered affirmation. -Want that to be my dick? - -Uh huh! - She nods holding a hand over her mouth trying not to moan. The other guy still in front of her reaches above his friends dipping fingers to massage her clit with his thumb. She nearly let her hands supporting her on the bench slip off. A third friend sits on the bench next to her and lifts her cutoff to expose her tits. Pinching her nipples, she whines an offers an exhaled, -Please answer my Tender ad. - -We promise. - One after the other. The probing fingers carefully slip out of her as both men realize the worker from the back room was eying them. Luckily their friend sitting next to her was a larger man and blocked his view. A shoe lifted the fingerer chokes up, -Choose one. - -You. - She giggles. -I meant a shoe. - He grins at her hormonal stimulation. -Can I pick two? - -It -(TM)s only money. - -You and you. - She points at her kneelers. -How about all four? - The standing man chuckled. -Sold. - She stands up stretching and waving at the worker still watching. -I -(TM)ll take all four. - The guys stared at their friend having set them up accidentally to fund four pairs of shoes. She prances about in her white heels and steps into the next aisle to see her dad. Fanning herself she shows off her shoes. -Do I look cute in these, daddy? - -Guess I better skip the boots. Sorry fella! Kid comes first. - Boggled the employee set about putting boot selections away. Joining Paige with the four guys money gets exchanged. Paige walked away like a bandit. The guys said their goodbyes and walked away. Bags embraced Paige suddenly realized. -They still have my panties. - -Worth losing them Kiddo. - -I liked my Hello Kitty G-string. - She pouted with a puffed lower lip. -See those bored out of their mind uncles setting in the recliners? - -Are they asleep? - She studies them as they walk. -They deserve a sweet thank you for all these clothes. - -Okay daddy. - -You go sit in their lap and I -(TM)ll go buy you another damned Hello Kitty G-string. - -My daddy is the best boyfriend ever. - -I figured boyfriend was better than admitting I was your pervert father. - -Ok Donnie! - She giggles and struts away leaving him holding the bags. Shaking his head Lonnie headed back to the clothing store. Explaining a second G-string wouldn -(TM)t be easy. Luckily, he was a charmer. Mike had his eyes closed as Paige snuck around behind his chair. Eying Andy reading his cell she chose Mike as her target. Before swooping in she notices more men watching her. Shivering she waves in all directions in a precious flutter of fingers. Seven other men waved back. Circling around Mike she took time to place a finger in front of her lips to keep the now aware Andy quiet. He complied also noticing guys eying Paige like a hawk. She slithered up into Mike -(TM)s lap facing him as if giving him a lap dance. Once her weight was felt she bounced up and down on him four times. His eyelids burst wide, and he stared at her in disbelief. -Thank you for my clothes Uncle Mike. I love you very much. - She falls forward hugging him as her legs widen around his legs along the recliner arms. In doing so her stretchy skirt rode high revealing half of her butt. She didn -(TM)t stress over it in the least, even as guys in passing pointed at her. Her Hello Kitty shirt tugged beyond her breasts Mike found her bare chest in his face smothering him as she hugged the back of his head. His hands on her hips he realizes her bare bottom. Sitting up straight Paige fidgets and looks down at Mike -(TM)s quickening bulge. -Heeee -(TM)s back. - -Damn girl! I -(TM)m too old for this. - Mike sweats as her nipples taunted his lips. Worried of security he eased her back to glance around. Even he catches on to the attention they were getting. Andy reaches over Mike -(TM)s lap and attempts to tug her skirt down in back. In reaction Paige sheepishly grins at guys walking behind the chairs. Tugged low or not her outstretched limbs made it impossible not to reveal her glistening cunt and darling butt pucker. Guys were chomping at the bit to see her. -Vibrate me Uncle Mike. - She vocalizes to snickers. Guys were stopping in their tracks to view the spectacle. Andy suddenly found it funny too and produces a five-dollar bill to activate the chair. Mike merely blinks at the sudden stimulation. -Fuck it. - Mike growls, -Hop on your ole Uncle Mikey -(TM)s knee. - -I can -(TM)t sit on your knee. I -(TM)ll just hop on your lap. - She does so multiple times as Mike -(TM)s eyes roll back into his head. Her stretchy skirt decreasing coverage with every move. Her entire ass was hanging out as men respectfully drooled and mumbled amongst each other. Chest in Mike -(TM)s face her did indeed suck on a nipple. Paige was ecstatic that she was getting away with this. The more men watching her the more she felt desired. The kid was growing up. -Sweet Jesus! - Mike sighed. His dick was raging and needed to fire. A few more minutes of her hopping and he knew he was going to jizz his pants. Paige looks over her shoulder at her reflection in a store window. Seeing her bare bottom, she blushed and shared nervous glances with surrounding guys. Men were rubbing chins and their crotches. This shit was too good to be true. Seeing one man mouth the words, -Me next? - She shyly rubbed her cheek amid her masking red hair. Another man voices his own silent wish, -Please don -(TM)t stop. - Mike in his own bit of ecstasy runs his hands up her back revealing her spine all the way up to her neck. By raising it that high her breasts slipped into view from the underside rather than below, her Hello Kitty shirt was more of a scarf in appearance now. Mike -(TM)s hand under her hair gripping the back of her neck she moaned seductively. -Stop hopping. - Mike shudders, -Grind over it. - Unsure what he means she looks to Andy. Andy whispers, -Rub your pussy on his crotch. - -Ohhh! Okay. - Her childlike voice wishing nothing more than to make them happy. Back and forth she rubbed her sopping wet pussy over his concealed beast. This new sensation made Paige flare her eyes. -I like this. - She continued her own enjoyment. -So do they. - Andy chuckles at the now ten men viewing her seductive moves. Two minutes later Mike with his hand on her neck under the shirt grips the back of her head tightly drawing her down into his chest. She squeals as he grunts cumming hard in his jeans. Awe on her face she glances around at her observing fans. Lonnie returning from the clothing store bulged his eyes at the gathering. Slowly he enters the mob scene to see his daughters cute little butt still lightly rubbing on Mikey. Panic mode surfacing Lonnie searches all around them for cameras and security guards. No guards at least. Quite a few strolling couples not even paying attention. Kids luckily walking behind the chairs. This was beyond a careless move. -Time to go. - Andy scowls, -Where -(TM)s my thank you? - Before Lonnie could stop her Paige crawls from one recliner over to Andy -(TM)s. In doing do her clam divided garnering a few, -OH, FUCK YEAH -(TM)s! - Accepting Paige, Andy cuddled her from the side. Lonnie watched his daughter trembling while hugging Uncle Andy. Andy -(TM)s hand rubbing her leg all the way up to her bare hip. She held on for dear life offering erotic glances at her father one second, her loyal fanbase the next. -Enough. Let -(TM)s go. NOW! - Andy releases her and encourages her to leave his lap. Standing tall she let every guy there see her fire red pubes and pink pussy in all of their glory. It takes Andy to pull her skirt down as she pouts and faintly flutters her fingers at her congregation. Uncle -(TM)s rise to wet jeans and assist in gathering her bags. Stressed, Lonnie points for her to start walking. She does so as her resident uncle -(TM)s follow closely behind. They knew they needed to behave now. Lonnie lingers just a bit to look back at those still there. With a wink he offers a bit of info. -She -(TM)s on Tender. Look her up. - He then chuckles in thought, -Only like thirty thousand women on there. Good luck with finding her. - Friends parted ways, feeling good about their payoff. Paige was exceptionally quiet on the way home. So was Lonnie. The risk was worth it but bordering on way too out there. A mile from their home Paige lets out a deafening sigh. -Dad? - -Yeah? - -Did I upset you? - -No ... you didn -(TM)t. - -I don -(TM)t know why I went so far. - -Because you -(TM)re growing up. Girl -(TM)s your age like the attention of guys. - -I -(TM)ve never seen so many men looking at me like they want me. - -It -(TM)s because you -(TM)re young and beautiful. They want what they can -(TM)t have. - -Why can -(TM)t they have me? I -(TM)m feeling wanted more and more. - -Only gets worse Sweetheart. You can have some maybe, but don -(TM)t just jump on the first one who says hop on. - -How can being wanted be bad? - -Let -(TM)s not get carried away. Teasing is one thing. Sex with everyone in sight is another. - -Do you still want me to tease men daddy? - He knew he would regret his answer, -Only when I -(TM)m with you. Yes, I do. - -Dad? - -As ever, yes? - -Are you even going to let me date guys from Tender? - -We -(TM)ll see. - -Can we check my account when we get home? - -Sure. Right after you ride my lap like you did Mikey. - -That was really fun. Guys liked seeing me do that. - -I did too. - -Can I do more of that with guys? - -Absolutely. - -When? - -Graduation is almost here. You need to concentrate on school. - -Do I...? - -Do you what? - -Do I have to go back to dressing nerdy until school is over with? - -Be smart about your dress code. Especially after that Brett situation. - -Right. - -Home sweet home. - He pulls into the garage and shuts it down behind them. Bags hauled in they settle down in the living room. Lonnie immediately sheds his clothing and sits down on his own recliner. Joining him after going to the rest room she starts to take her shirt off. -Stop right there. Leave your clothes on. Get over here in my lap just like you did Mikey. - She obeys him with flaring eyes as she crawls over his lap. Her knees between the recliner arms and his outer thighs. She feels his massive erection rise between her legs and rubs her labia along his girth. -Gosh Daddy! I -(TM)m picturing all those guys watching me. - -Give them a good show then. - He coaxes her to rise up enough to guide his dick inside her tight pussy. Thoughts of fingers up her earlier made her want Lonnie even more. Pussy moving up and down his shaft she moans divinely. -I was so turned on at the mall daddy. - -So was I. - He runs his hands beneath her shirt lovingly. Imagining the amount of skin those bastards saw. His little girl was damn near nude in a fucking shopping mall. Every little thing they got away with made him forget the regret he originally had. The more they did, the more he wanted. Paige seemed receptive. He would see just how far she might go. -I love your cock daddy. It -(TM)s a perfect fit. - -Did you fantasize about fucking Mikey -(TM)s cock in front of all those people? - -Yes daddy. - She rides him with an intimacy. Almost lovemaking. Her palm caressing his cheek as her face wallows in his neckline. -Did you picture all those guys touching you? - -I think I would have fainted if they had. - -What about the four guys that bought your shoes? - -Three of them did touch me. - She lifts away to study his gaze but continues grinding on his beast. -Where? - -My boobies and ... down there. - -They touched your butt? - -No. - -Pussy? - -Yes. I had fingers inside me. My clit was rubbed too. Two of the guys at the same time. - -No shit? How did that feel? I wasn -(TM)t there to watch you. - -It was nice. I knew you were just one aisle over. I felt safe. - -They say anything? - -How sexy I am. Dad? - -Yep? - -They want to fuck me. - -Do they now? - -Uh huh! - She nods sheepishly, his cock almost growing harder within her tight vulva. The sensation of its growth made him whimper and bite at her lower lip. -Do you want them to fuck you? - -If you -(TM)re there. - -Like the uncles. - -Can I do that again too? - -You -(TM)re starting to think like a nympho. - -What -(TM)s a nympho? - She hesitates in his lap. -Come on you -(TM)ve heard the term. - -Not really. - Scowling, Lonnie finally removes her pink t-shirt and strokes her long red hair. -A nympho is a woman who has to have sex constantly. - -I don -(TM)t want sex constantly. I just want to please you and my uncles. - -And those four guys at the mall. - -Maybe them yes. - -And the guys who were watching you in Mikey -(TM)s lap if they got to know you. - -I don -(TM)t know. I can feel your dick getting bigger inside me Dad. Is the thought of all those men fucking me making you harder? - -You want the truth? - -Always. - -If we could have gotten away with you naked in the mall every goddamned guy there would have watched you play. - Her face expresses awe which slowly brightens her eyes, -Really? That might have been too much on my shyness. - -Bullshit! You -(TM)re a hundred times bolder than you were before your birthday. - -My fantasies are coming true because of you Donnie. I mean Daddy. - -Ride my cock harder. - She does so as his mouth feasts on her nipple. Her heartbeat skipping at his devotion. -Oh, my God! Dad, I -(TM)m going to cum. - -Cum hard. Picture those four guys stripping you naked. - -I can see them daddy. In the shoe store. When I removed my thong. They pulled my skirt down too. Lifted my shirt off. Kissed me all over. Fingered my pussy. Oh, my God! I loved their kisses. They took turns eating me. My legs held wide by two of them at once. So hot daddy. - Lonnie felt his juices ready to explode at hearing her fantasies enthusiastic revelations. More questions asked. Dirty little answers. In a madness of the mind Lonnie Turner exploded inside his daughter. She screams at the firepower assaulting her interior, feeling it inflict fire so deep she shook like a leaf. Easing her rhythm, Paige melts into her father -(TM)s hairy chest breathing heavily together. After a steamy kiss Lonnie rubs her back briskly. -Let -(TM)s go check that Tender account. - -Yay! - She crawls off of him in a web of cum. Both ignore it and walk into Lonnie -(TM)s office. He fires his computer up as she sits on his knee. Her left hand fondling his cock as they soar the internet and enter Tender. Signing in Lonnie kissed her shoulder. -No matter what, know I love you. - -I love you too. Always Daddy. - After a brief greeting both of their eyes freeze on the number of messages. Neither could look at the other. -Well hell. - -Dad? That -(TM)s a lot of messages. - -458. More than I expected. - -Wow! - It was going to be a long night.