Unknown - Susan after school

Humming happily to herself, Susie pushed open the door of MacIntosh's Gift and Variety. A little bell rang out, and three men gathered near the counter looked up to see who had come in. One of them, of course, was Pop MacIntosh; the other two Susie had never seen before. One of the strangers was talking loudly when Susie entered, waving a large cigar in the air; he was a big, barrel-chested man in a plaid suit almost as loud as his voice. The other was smaller and quieter, balding and bespectacled. The big man had evidently just told a dirty joke, for he and Pop burst into laughter while the little man grinned sheepishly. They grew suddenly silent when they saw Susie in the doorway.

"Hi, Pop! How's business?"

"Susie! What a sight for sore eyes. I was hoping you'd drop in today. I've been telling these gentlemen about you, and they're very anxious to meet you."

Susie's pussy twitched delightedly at Pop's words. She knew what "meet" meant in this case, and she was always happy to "meet" new men. Thanks to Pop she had met a lot of men lately.

"Christ, MacIntosh! Is that her? But she's jail-bait. Just a kid," the big man whispered to Pop, but Susie overheard and smiled.

"Don't worry, gents," Pop whispered back, winking at Susie. "She may be little but she's got more than enough for both of you. But you're free to leave if you want."

"Oh no!" exclaimed the smaller one. "We'll stay. We'll stay."

The variety store business was not a good one, and Pop had been sinking further and further into debt until he met Susie earlier that year. One day she had gone in for some candy and found him looking so sad that she had sat under his counter and sucked his cock to cheer him up. She liked come much better than candy anyway. After that she began dropping in regularly to suck him off or to ask him to fuck her in his back room. That was when he had begun supplying her with replacement panties; he had actually offered her anything in the store, but she knew he was having financial problems and refused to take anything except the pleasure of having his cock in her.

Once she had come in and found him in the middle of a terrible argument with a strange, hard-looking man who was insisting that Pop pay his debts – or else. Susie had quickly manoeuvered the man into the back room and just as quickly manoeuvered his cock into her. She still remembered how cruelly and brutally he had fucked her; she was disappointed that he had never come back. But after that day there were many others. Soon she was regularly satisfying Pop's creditors – and herself – in his back room several times a week. Susie was sure that by now Pop didn't owe anybody anything, she had taken on so many cocks in that dusty store-room, many of them over and over again. She suspected that now he was simply finding men who would pay him to "meet" her. She didn't mind at all; in fact, Susie couldn't think of a nicer arrangement. That way everybody benefited, especially her. Today, as she felt the eyes of the three men on her, she knew she was in for an interesting time in the back room.

She smiled her thanks to Pop; he tried to smile back but he had no teeth so his smile always looked like a grimace. He was a chubby, rotund man, in his late fifties, and completely bald. But he had a nice cock. She hoped the others did too.

"This is Mr. Harrison and Mr. Messner, Susie. They're salesmen. Mr. Harrison is in tobacco – cigars, cigarettes – and Mr. Messner's line is candy. And this is Susie, gentlemen."

"Pleased to meet you, Sir, and you too, Sir."

"Now, what can I do for you, young lady?" asked Pop with a twinkle in his eye. "If it's cigars or lollipops you want, you've come at the right time."

They all laughed, but Susie noted that the two strangers were a little uneasy. Now that they had finally met the girl Pop had been telling them about, they couldn't quite believe it. She certainly didn't seem the type, yet there was something about her that set their cocks twitching in their pants. Susie looked pointedly at their crotches and smiled.

"Gee, I really like lollipops, but I've never tried a cigar."

"Maybe you should, eh, Susie girl," said Mr. Harrison, the big one. "Nothing like a good big cigar to set the juices flowing, eh Pop?" He laughed again, his eyes glued so tightly to Susie's titties that he didn't see her lick her lips in anticipation.

"Lollipops are good, too. Don't forget that candy is dandy," said the candy salesman.

"Well, I hope Mr. Messner will let me taste his lollipop – I bet it's a really nice one – and I'd be happy to try your cigar, too, Mr. Harrison, but please don't tell anyone. I'm not old enough to smoke." Even though she rather liked this kind of teasing conversation, Susie decided to hurry things along. "But actually, what I came in for was… well, it's embarrassing. I seem to have lost my panties again, Pop, and I need a new pair before I go home."

The two salesmen didn't quite know how to react to this unexpected declaration, but Pop knew how to play the game.

"Lost your panties again, Susie? That's the second time this week and it's only Wednesday. Very careless of you. But how do I know you're telling the truth? I think you'd better show us."

Susie immediately pulled her skirt up above her waist and spun around in front of the three men. They watched wide-eyed as her delightfully round ass and tender, beckoning pussy flashed by in front of them.

"Golly! She's naked!" gasped Mr. Messner, taking off his glasses. Harrison just stared.

"Well, you certainly have lost them – or given them away," said Pop. "At least it looks that way."

"Oh yes, Pop. They're really gone. But you don't have to believe me, these men will tell you, won't you? Put your hands down here and tell Pop if I'm naked or not, please, sirs."

With those words, Susie reached out and took one hand of each salesman. Mr. Messner was short enough that she could press his hand right against her pussy. She tugged impatiently on an astonished Harrison's arm until he bent down and she could press his fingers against her asscheek.

The small lollipop salesman, immediately began moving his fingers through her silken pussy hair. He had never felt anything like it. But Harrison just let his hand rest on her asscheek as if paralysed. Then he swore and set his cigar down on the counter, before moving his other hand to Susie's other asscheek.

"Yes, she is. She's naked. Oh my goodness, she's naked, MacIntosh," stammered Mr. Messner. Harrison said nothing at first. He simply squeezed Susie's ass in disbelief, then he burst out with: "Christ! She is naked! I don't believe it!"

"See? I told you. No panties," laughed Susie, suddenly spinning away from the two men.

"Well, I think I just might have some panties in the back that will fit you, but we'll have to try them on first."

"O.K. Pop. But if they don't fit, maybe Mr. Harrison and Mr. Messner could just put their hands back there again. They felt so nice and warm." She suddenly burst into an uncontrollable fit of giggles. "Boy, but we'd sure look funny walking down the street."

"I don't know about that, Susie, but I bet the guys would like it. Let's get into the back-room and try something on."

"Christ yeah! Lead the way, MacIntosh! Come on, Messner! Don't just stand there looking stupid. This is prime pussy!"

Pop led the way to his cluttered store-room, Susie followed him while the other two men followed her, trying to get their hands back onto her naked ass.

"Oh, that's so nice. But I guess I'll have to get all undressed if I'm going to try the panties on, won't I Pop?"

"Yes, indeed, Susie. How else could we see if they fit? But these two gentlemen will help you, won't you boys? Help Susie get undressed?"

Suddenly Mr. Messner – Susie had begun to think of the two salesmen as the cigar man and the lollipop man – grabbed at the hem of her skirt and tried to pull it down.