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