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story_codes: M/gg (11,7), g/g, first, cons

story_intro: For several years, Joanne's secret to her success in selling girl scout cookies has been Dan. Now that she's eleven, she's also given her business mentor some freshly budding titties to enjoy along with the rest of her supple young body and her juicy twat. It also means that she has seven year-old Melanie, a Brownie as a partner to learn all about scouting activities. Little Melanie is a bit nervous about learning how to sell cookies, but she soon discovers she has what it takes - and what Dan likes to take - to drive the deal home.


story_language: English




Girl Scout Sales Plan

Written by madvlad


	The girl was pleading with Dan, but he prolonged her torment for a little longer.

	"You're just being mean," Joanne accused as she shifted her bared crotch which was a scant inch or so away from his erection.

	"Yes, I am," he confessed.

	Dan was standing upright in his office at home, holding Joanne by the ass as the girl clung to his shoulders and had her coltish legs wrapped around the sides of his waist. Her green uniform skirt was bunched up around her waist, revealing her smooth cunny, dripping from his earlier manipulations. She tried to push down onto the waiting prick to satisfy the fire in her prepubescent sex, but he only allowed just a brief touch before her pulled her up again.

	The girl's white blouse was hanging open, revealing her new toys. When she had turned eleven in the spring, Joanne had been as flat as a board. But in the summer sun, her breasts had begun to blossom, producing small swells in the shape and size of small muffin tops that were beginning to strain within the confines of her training bra. Said undergarment was currently lying on the floor near her discarded panties and Girl Scout vest with its assortment of badges.

	At last, Dan lowered her, eliciting a sigh from her as the meat pushed into her heated orifice and slid along her sensitive tunnel walls. In part, this was to keep from causing the girl discomfort, but he also loved feeling a young pussy expand around his meat when it first went in. He always took his time entering her, just as he had when he took her virginity three years ago.

	Back then, she had been a young Brownie Scout who had worked up the nerve to approach the man in the fancy house in order to sell cookies. A successful business man, he had protracted the sale for a week, carefully cultivating her until the day the eight year-old walked out with a sizeable sale and the remains of her cherry drying on his desk blotter.

	After that, the girl returned for adult guidance for various scout projects and also learned a great many other things that weren't found in the Girl Scout Handbook. On a more innocent front, he also arranged for her cookie sales sheets to be placed in his businesses, giving her an excellent sales record. By the time she was nine, Joanne had learned the value of networking as well as the value of a good anal lubricant.

	"Aahhh!" Joanne crooned once Dan's prick was buried inside her.

	Now that he had her skewered, Dan worked her up and down, her slick, preteen snatch wrenching at his cock as he varied the pace of their copulation. He could read her well as he ratcheted her arousal with long, slow thrusts that made her coo languidly. As she was nearing her climax, he thrust his hips harder as he whipped her up and down. The speed made the pink nipples on her brand new titties bounce slightly. He could tell they were stiff and angled her bottom to make her lean into him. The hard points on her buds pressed against him and the friction as he kept moving her created twin spider webs of electricity in her developing mounds.

	"Aaahh...naaa...naaa...aagghh," she panted just before her orgasm exploded.

	Feeling the girl's sultry channel clenching in reaction around his prick, Dan let go, sending streams of semen into the preteen's eager body. Joanne's legs tightened on his midsection as the insemination continued in hot bursts.

	As Dan was wiping his member, Joanne staggered to where her underwear lay but did not retrieve them yet. Turning to face him, she broached a subject she had been considering.

	"Dan, I'd like to bring a new girl over."

	"Aw, you know me. I'm a one girl scout kind of guy."

	"Seriously, this is different."

	Dan zipped his fly and looked at the girl. They had always been careful about what they did together to themselves, although he had many a perverted daydream about entertaining her entire troop for a weekend. As Joanne leaned against his desk, he took another few second to admire her.

	He loved how she looked right after sex. Her long brown hair was mussed and one bare breast still peaked from her open blouse. Below her rumpled skirt, he could see the trickle of his issue running down the inside of one leg.

	"It's tempting, Joanne. But you know how careful we must be."

	"She's cute."

	"So are you."

	"She's seven years old."

	"Tomorrow afternoon works for me."

	Joanne giggled as she picked up her bra.

	"Her name is Melanie and I'm her big sister in scouts. Out troop works with a Brownie troop and I'm old enough now to be paired with a younger girl as kind of a mentor. Her parents are divorced like mine are and I've been sitting for her a little bit anyway because they live nearby. Her mom said I can take her to do scout stuff."

	"And what kind of 'scout stuff' do you have in mind for her and me."

	Joanne gave him a mischievous grin.

	"I have the cookie brochures from last year and I told her she should practice doing a sales pitch before this year's selling season begins."

	"And horn in on your territory?"

	Joanne batted her eyes, making her briefly appear older than she was.

	"I'm sure you can help her network in new places."

	"While I network in her new places."

	That made Joanne giggle but Dan had one more question.

	"Are you going to get jealous?"

	"No, I don't have to bring her every time. But I kind of like the idea of watching you show a girl what to do. I played with myself last night while thinking about it. And boy, my sheets were wet."

	If there was a better sales pitch than a horny young girl, Dan was at a loss to think of it.

	Melanie was itching with excitement as she walked with Joanne to Dan's house. She was going to be a big cookie sales girl! Several times, Joanne had to call her as she started trotting ahead of her. An obedient girl who idolized Joanne, Melanie followed the verbal reins.

	"Now remember what I said about confidentiality," Joanne reminded her. "Everything that happens when we meet with Mr. Doland is secret."

	"Or else I won't get to sell cookies to people he knows," Melanie finished, reciting the admonition as if she was in church.

	As they reached the front door, Melanie tugged on her light brown vest worriedly.

	"Does my uniform look okay?" she asked for maybe the tenth time on their walk.

	"You look fine," Joanne assured her.

	Dan thought Melanie looked damned fine as he led the girls to his den. With her brown vest and skirt, white blouse and knee socks, she could have been a centerfold in a pedo magazine. The well-scrubbed tot's shiny blonde hair was plaited in a long braid that swayed as she walked and Dan had all kinds of nasty visions of that braid swinging to other motions. While Joanne sat in front of his desk, Dan had Melanie join him by his chair behind it. After she laid out the pamphlets, he gave her a short lecture.

	"It's important to know your product in detail," he told her. Anyone can say "cookies" and wave a sheet in someone's face. But if you want to really drive home the deal, you should be ready to talk about any of them that they're interested in. Have you tried all of the flavors before?"

	"Yes," Melanie answered with an emphatic nod.

	"Excellent! That's a good way to make your pitch - tell your customer about your personal experience with the cookies. Now go ahead and tell me about each one. And take your time - this is not a race."

	Melanie had to stand on her toes to better see the pamphlets and Dan immediately apologized.

	"Your height shouldn't be part of the challenge," he laughed. "Come up here."

	He picked Melanie up and sat her in his lap. The little girl was not at all uncomfortable about that as she liked sitting on grown-ups' laps because it made her feel cuddly. Joanne shot Dan a sly grin as Melanie focused quite seriously on the Thin Mints and told Dan all about them.

	As Melanie spoke, Dan placed a hand on one of her bare knees and squeezed gently. Melanie didn't mind the affectionate touch and kept talking. So engrossed with her work, she didn't pay much attention as the man began stroking her bare thigh, gradually moving up and underneath her skirt. As her mouth got dry, Joanne licked her upper lip and sat straighter to get a better look over the desk.

	The unsuspecting seven year-old's thigh was warm and silky under Dan's fingers; a taste of what was waiting for him beneath the thin swatch of cotton guarding her modesty. When his hand arrived between Melanie's legs, he was mildly disappointed to find her panties were loose on her with the material bunched around her crotch.

	When he had first done this with Joanne, the girl had been outgrowing her panties and the material was snugly stretched over her snatch. Since then, Joanne had always made it a point to wear tight underpants when she visited him. But then another thought crept into Dan's mind - how small Melanie was that even her little girl undies were big on her. As his fingers pressed inward, Melanie finally took noticed and stopped in mid-sentence; a stunned expression on her face.

	"M-Mr. Doland, you're touching my panties. That's my private zone."

	"That's nice," Dan calmly replied.

	"But you're poking my kitty," the little Brownie Scout whined.

	"That's right. But I do that with Joanne all the time and she doesn't mind, do you, Joanne?"

	"Nope," the older girl confirmed with a grin. "You do great at that - I always feel good."

	"Did you hear that, Melanie? And Joanne knows what being a girl scout is all about - even when it's okay to get touched in the right places. People are willing to do all kinds of things to make a sale in the business world, you know."

	Confused, Melanie tried to process this new information.

	"I can sell more cookies if you touch my kitty?" she squeaked.

	"That's right. It's called making a deal. And I bet it's starting to feel good, isn't it?"

	Dan had been getting a good feel of the child's twat, the soft, fleshy rolls between her legs and the cleft formed between them. As he dug in slightly, he could just make out the bump of her clit.

	Melanie shifted uneasily as she was explored and pondered his question. She had been taught this was a naughty thing, but selling cookies was good for the Girl Scouts. And good Girl Scouts always told the truth.

	"Yes," she confessed.

	"Yes, what?" Dan coaxed. "Be specific, please."

	"Yes, it feels good that you're touching my kitty, but..."

	"Yes?"

	Melanie blushed fiercely as she hung her head. Squeezing her eyes shut, she spoke in a trembling voice.

	"I didn't pee - honest. But my kitty is getting wet."

	Joanne could no longer contain herself and thrust her hand under her own panties, getting off as the sweet little girl who so trusted her was getting turned on by her molestation.

	"It is?" Dan asked. "That's very good - you're behaving just right."

	"Oh." Melanie said quietly.

	She was glad she was behaving, even if she didn't understand why she was feeling so tingly and wet in her privates. When she saw Joanne working a hand between her legs, Melanie understood that she obviously had a lot to learn about kitty-touching. So she didn't complain when Dan pulled her skirt up to expose her panties. They were very nice panties, Melanie thought. They had pink and yellow flowers on them.

	"Those are cute panties," Dan observed, making Melanie feel even better. "But we don't want to get them wet, so I'll pull them off."

	Melanie squirmed as her private place was bared, but she didn't struggle as Dan slipped her undies from her legs. With those out of the way, he parted her legs to give him better access to her little girl treasure.

	Dan checked himself before he whistled in appreciation for the Brownie Scout's dear little cunt. It was bald and dainty with a hint of moisture on the lips of her slit. The slit seemed entirely too small for action, but Dan knew from his experience with Joanne from years past that Melanie's innocent opening could be put to use. However, all good things in good time.

	With two fingers and a thumb, Dan fondled the seven year-old's tiny genitals. The whispers of skin on skin gave way to more liquid sounds as he harvested the juices from the child's slit and slathered them over her hairless mons. In his finger sweeps, he felt her clitty stiffen and added that to his series of manipulations.

	Her cookie sales forgotten, Melanie panted as she watched the man's fingers play with her little pussy. She was growing anxious as some thing or things swirled in her immature sex. Innocently, she pushed with her pelvis to increase the force of his touching on her bubbly snatch.

	Watching Melanie's reactions, Joanne jammed two fingers in her slit, making herself cum. Although Dan noticed the other preteen's climax, Melanie was only aware of the burgeoning sensations between her legs. Something popped in waves and she whined momentarily, producing a brief gush of fluid on Dan's fingers.

	Dan's prick twitched in his pants beneath the girl's bare bottom which had been massaging it wonderfully as she squirmed. Melanie was a little squirter and he anticipated so much fun with that in times to come.

	"You made my kitty wiggle inside," the well-molested seven year-old breathed in wonder. Then she looked at her older friend. "Joanne! My kitty wiggled!"

	"Congratulations!" Joanne laughed.

	Using a linen handkerchief, Dan politely wiped Melanie's drooling little slit before he helped her with her panties.

	"It's getting late and you girls have to go," he said. "But we should definitely have Melanie back so we can help her along with her development."

	Any needed reminder for secrecy was dismissed when Melanie piped up.

	"Is this con...confidence-full stuff so I can sell Girl Scout cookies?" she asked.

	"That's right," Joanne said as she winked at Dan while taking Melanie's hand.

	Going to Dan's house every day would have been noticeable, but Joanne had found that visits every other day didn't raise eyebrows. When she returned home wearing her uniform, her mother knew that the girl was simply heavily involved in scouting activities. And considering other things that girls her age might get involved in, this was certainly a blessing. In fact, Joanne's mother offered to launder Melanie's Brownie uniform when she washed Joanne's so that both girls would look their best.

	On the day of Melanie's second visit, she went to Joanne's to change into her uniform. As Joanne's mother was still at work, Joanne took the opportunity of some privacy to teach Melanie a special way to kiss.

	"Does Mr. Doland know how to kiss that way?" Melanie asked after they left the house.

	"Yes," Joanne laughed. "He showed me how when I was eight. I'll bet he'll be really impressed when he sees how good you can do it. Let's show him when we get there."

	"Okay," Melanie happily agreed. "I liked that kissing."

	"We'll also do some other stuff while we kiss," Joanne added. "Just let me do it and you follow what I do."

	Melanie looked at her friend and nodded. There were so many things to learn in Girl Scouts.

	Dan sat in his office chair, enjoying the show. Joanne was on her knees in front of Melanie so their faces were at the same height. They were kissing with open mouths and Dan could see their wet tongues slithering around each other's. The older girl was clearly the aggressor but the younger was perfectly compliant and Dan's hard-on was straining at his fly as he watched the Girl Scout make-out session.

	While she was tonguing Melanie's sweet little mouth, Joanne brought one hand up to the girl's chest and unbuttoned her blouse. Running her hand over the seven year-old's smooth, terrain-less chest, Joanne felt her cunny begin to leak. She broke their mouth-to-mouth contact and lowered her head to Melanie's chest.

	Dan had to keep his hand from rubbing that the bulge in his pants for fear of cumming too soon as he watched Joanne teach Melanie how sensitive her undeveloped nipples could be. With her blouse pulled wide open, the second grader looked down, her spit-wet lips open as Joanne made oral love to her completely flat breasts. Melanie shivered as Joanne's lips and tongue lit a pair of small fires on her torso.

	When Joanne straightened up, she quickly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open. She was bra-less and the nipples on her prepubescent titties were already stiff.

	"Do mine," she ordered huskily.

	Now Melanie bent forward, closing her small mouth around one offered titlet and began to suck. Joanne pulled her head tightly against her chest, mashing the titlet almost flat. Remembering what Joanne had done to her, Melanie flicked her tongue against the hardened nipple in her mouth and heard Joanne groan appreciatively.

	Dan wished he had some girl part in his mouth as he watched the little blonde Brownie nurse at the eleven year-old Girl Scout's young breasts. With some willpower, Joanne eased Melanie's head away at least. She pulled Melanie's panties down to her knees and then had the girl hold her uniform skirt up so Dan could watch. Then they resumed kissing while Joanne fingered the seven year-old's soft, hairless pussy.

	Their kissing grew even more intense as Melanie responded to the lusty manipulations in her crotch. The smaller child's arousal in turn stoked Joanne's and they were greedily lapping and probing each other by the time Melanie quivered and moaned. Like Dan had two days earlier, Joanne felt the short squirt of little girl juice as Melanie came.

	"Mr. Doland," Melanie said in a breathy voice as she started to turn his way. "My kitty wiggled ag-...Oh!"

	The little girl's brown eyes were huge as she stared at the erection protruding from Dan's open fly. Giggling, Joanne took Melanie's hand and led her over to their benefactor. They both knelt before his member and Joanne started to lick it. Following the older girl's example, Melanie did the same, dabbing at the strange thing with her tongue and gradually progressing to longer sweeps until both girls had it perfectly spit-shined.

	"Put your mouth over the end," Joanne told Melanie.

	Dan had to make an effort to control his breathing as the little blonde's soft, wet lips closed over his glans. Instinctively the girl knew to suck it and, with the knowledge she had just learned at Joanne's tits, she brought her tongue to good use as well.

	"Now move your mouth down as far as it will go, then go up again," Joanne instructed. "Keep sucking while you do it."

	While she bobbed her head up and down on the man's member, Melanie gripped the base with her small hands to hold it steady. She hoped Dan wouldn't mind her doing that and he didn't raise any protest. Concentrating on her first blowjob as carefully as she had her initial cookie presentation, Melanie sucked and licked on the man's meat, sometimes making loud slurping noises as her tightly sealed lips slipped along is shaft. She knew that didn't sound very polite, but the nice man never mentioned it.

	Dan's balls were screaming to let go and he knew he couldn't last much longer although he would have loved to have Melanie's little mouth gobbling his dick for hours more. In preparation, he gave her warning.

	"Melanie, I'm going to do something soon. Like when you get wet, I'm going to squirt something. I want you to me a good girl and swallow it, alright?"

	"Mmm mm," the obedient Brownie Scout mumbled affirmatively with her mouth stuffed full of cock.

	Dan came explosively, saturating the seven year-old's mouth with his salty wad. Despite his warning, Melanie was surprised and struggled a little but did swallow most of it, just as she had been told. When he was finished, she took her mouth from his prick and looked up at him.

	"Did I do that right?" she asked innocently as a small pearl of semen swelled at one corner of her sweet mouth.

	Melanie was looking forward to their next visit but was troubled as she lay face down on Dan's desk with her legs hanging off the edge. She didn't know what this was all about but got worried when he removed her panties and flipped the back of her skirt to expose her round little bottom.

	"Am I going to get spanked?" she asked worriedly.

	She hadn't been spanked in three years - back when her daddy still lived at home and spanked her for things she didn't understand. Even though her mother had assured her she wasn't a bad girl back then, Melanie was very concerned that she had done something naughty now to be spanked - especially while wearing her Brownie uniform.

	But instead of a slap, she felt Dan's hands covering her rump, kneading her smooth little ass cheeks. She thought it felt nice and relaxed while he assured her she was being a very good little Brownie.

	"You've been doing such a good job that I think you should try something that even some grown women won't do. Are you up for that?"

	"Yes!" Melanie replied instantly, feeling very important now.

	Melanie enjoyed her rear massage. While Dan spread her small globes apart, Joanne poured some oil into the valley between them. It made Melanie squirm a little. Carefully, Dan inserted a finger into a little puckered orifice there.

	"Mr. Doland! Your finger is in my bottom!"

	"That's right. I want to get you nice and lubed. Then I'm going to let you make me squirt in there."

	"But that's where I poop. That's dirty," she protested weakly while the man's finger twisted and flexed inside her butt.

	"But what about the fun you've had where you pee?" Joanne countered.

	"Oh yeah," Melanie replied, feeling a little silly for being such a baby. "I'm sorry."

	"That's okay," Dan said as he withdrew his finger.

	Melanie's asshole winked closed, but it still made an inviting target as he pushed his dick against it.

	"Now this is going to sound funny," he said. "But pretend you're pooping when I push in. That will make it easier for both of us and then you'll learn a little more about what young girls can do with their bodies."

	Joanne had walked around the desk so she was standing close to Melanie's head. She leaned over and French-kissed the younger girl. Taking comfort in this familiar action, Melanie pushed with her sphincter and felt it expand as Dan pushed inward.

	Clenching his jaw, Dan squeezed into the little girl's oiled asshole. The ring of muscle clenched his rod fiercely as he worked it through. Then came the slick softness of her rectal tissues as they enveloped his cock. He took his time, using a persistent pressure combined with small jerks until he had the second grader's bottom well-plumbed with man meat.

	Holding Melanie by the waist, he sawed his cock in and out of her lubricated channel. The girl's natural oils added to the mix and her oven-like ass softly baked his prick. Melanie lay limply, feebly licking at Joanne's tongue as her sodomy progressed in full strokes.

	"You're a natural at ass-fucking," Dan complimented her as he stroked his meat in and out of the seven year-old's snug rectum.

	While she was being anally defiled, Melanie was shocked.

	"Joanne!" she whispered. "He said a naughty word!"

	"He just gets excited sometimes," Joanne whispered back. "Just let him do his thing because he really works hard to teach us."

	Feeling the man's prick grinding in her little rump, Melanie knew it had to be hard work back there to get something that big inside of her. She didn't know what this had to do with selling cookies, but the stimulation of the friction against her anus did make her cunny tingle and that was good enough for her.

	Melanie's plump little ass cheeks flexed with the in-and-out motion of Dan's prick. After more than ten minutes of buggering the little girl, he was losing control. He ejaculated mightily in the child's ass, injecting the squirming Brownie Scout's bottom with hot gobs of jism that went even more deeply inside.

	"Uh," Melanie grunted as she felt the surging there in her skewered bottom.

	"I think you did that right, too," Joanne said as she gave Melanie a congratulatory kiss.

	"Is he going to go in my hiney again?" Melanie asked Joanne two days later.

	"No, we're going to do something new again," Joanne said as she undressed the younger girl.

	"Will he make my kitty wiggle this time?"

	Joanne smiled. The way they had explained everything to Melanie, the little girl didn't consider any of what she had done to be nasty. Joanne doubted there were any other girls in Melanie's Brownie troop who had Melanie's sexual experience now (although it was fun to fantasize when she was at their meetings and saw the little ones who were rarely mindful of how they sat and displayed their panty-clad goodies).

	Despite her own adventures so far, Melanie was a little bashful once she was completely nude. Joanne and Dan thought that was quite adorable.

	Once again, Dan laid in the girl on his desk, but this time on her back.

	"Today, I'm going to put my cock in here," he announced as he pointed to Melanie's little mound.

	"Really?" she asked, her eyes darting from her tiny slit to the man's erection.

	"That's right. You'll be able to stretch just like you did with your butt the last time. But there's a special trick in making you easier to stretch."

	"What?" Melanie asked, sounding a bit unsure of this.

	"We'll have to make your kitty wiggle," Joanne answered for him.

	"Oh, goody!" Melanie cried as she clapped her hands. "I like that!"

	"I knew you would," Joanne laughed as she leaned between Melanie's legs and kissed her cunny.

	Melanie smiled when she was kissed there. It felt good and...and...oh my, Joanne was doing that other kissing, too.

	"Mr. Doland, Joanne is licking my kitty," Melanie informed him breathlessly.

	"Really? Well isn't that nice of her."

	"Yes," the blonde replied seriously.

	Joanne slathered the second grader's smooth cunt with her spit before sucking on the chubby mound. She licked forcefully into Melanie's slit, feeling the stiff nubbin of her clit with her tongue before she pushed at the tiny portal. Squeezing the tip between the inner lips, Joanne instantly felt Melanie's virgin membrane. The eleven year-old's snatch began to seep as she knew that Melanie's hymen would not be in the way the next time she wanted to munch on the Brownie.

	Melanie's nectar was flowing and Joanne sucked it in greedily. As the excitement mounted, the smaller child churned her little hips, feeding her pussy to the preteen. Joanne devoured the bald little feast, thrusting with her tongue as if to break her cherry. A shrill moan from Melanie coincided with the squirt of her juices all over Joanne's questing tongue.

	Licking Melanie clean, Joanne stepped aside, leaving the tot with her legs spread and her hairless pussy wet and ready for its defloration. With Melanie a little bleary from her climax, Dan took advantage and pushed his dick into the wet little socket. Her mound plumped out as her labia parted, then thinned and stretched as the glans went inside.

	Then he pressed against her entrance, making the opening widen and her hymen push inward. Melanie whined at the stretching inside and placed a hand on her pubis, her splayed fingers resting on her opened cunny hole. With surprising thrust, Dan punched through the little girl's maidenhead, making Melanie yelp.

	"No! It hurts!" she yelled as she tried to push back on his stomach.

	"It's okay, Sweetie, it's over now. It's over," Dan said as he ran a soothing hand through the girl's silky locks.

	Melanie wanted to protest more, but the tearing pain was gone. She felt quite large in the small place where Dan's penis had intruded. Locking his eyes on hers, Dan slid is cock further into her virgin sex, making her petite tunnel expand as it wetly clasped his rigid member. When he felt the resistance of Melanie's cervix, he stopped.

	"See? You did it," he said.

	Melanie stared at the thick cock embedded between her spread thighs, spreading her fleshy labia to where they were now just a smooth ring encircling his cock. She didn't know what to say or thing until Joanne kissed her on the cheek.

	"I'm so proud of you," the older girl gushed, making Melanie feel better.

	Now Dan began fucking his tiny cookie salesgirl. His cock slid in and out of the seven year-old's deflowered pussy, slick with her mixed fluids to aid her initiation into womanhood. Melanie breathed heavily as the man's prick pressed her immature twat open with every push and tugged at her straining walls when he pulled out.

	As Dan moved more quickly, his strokes made the child's saturated cunt squirt pink-tinged juices onto his shaft and over her smooth crotch and inner thighs. Her fleshy vice kept itself wrapped tightly around him welcoming his cock and seemingly unwilling to let it leave the syrupy confines.

	Brownies were, after all, best when they were still hot and gooey on the inside.

	And Melanie was a fresh, delightful little fuck. Even her tiny grunts every time he thrust into her were sexy. Feeling the urgent need rising in his balls, Dan worked his meat harder inside the child's clenching hole. With a shout, he came, battering the second-grader's precious little womb with thick gobs of his seed.

	Melanie lay sweating on his desk, her baby snatch impaled by his member. Joanne was gasping after fingering herself to climax while Melanie got her immature sex organs creamed. Stretching with arm, she reached for Melanie's cunt, finding where Dan's prick was locked into it. She teased Melanie's clit, making the tyke whine as her over-stimulated quim began to lubricate around the man's cock. The small convulsions in her pussy when she came made Dan's shaft completely hard again.

	Melanie's eyes widened as she felt his girth expand inside of her. She shifted her legs a little, opening them more so she could be a good Brownie Scout for him.

	MONTHS LATER

	The bus stopped at the corner downtown near the building that housed Doland Enterprises. A slim, preteen girl in a Girl Scout uniform climbed on, followed by a smaller blonde girl wearing her Brownie attire. They sat together, across the aisle from a business woman in her early fifties.

	The woman smiled as she gazed at the pair, remembering her own daughters at that age in the Girl Scouts. It was obvious that the older one was doing a fine job, being very attentive to the little one. The Brownie was so adorable in her little uniform.

	Eyeing the clipboard clutched in the blonde girl's hands, the woman leaned over and spoke to her.

	"How are the cookie sales going?"

	The girl turned to her with big eyes.

	"I just sold lots of cookies."

	"Good for you."

	The girl nodded.

	"That's because I have a good sales plan."

	"That's the way to do it," the woman chuckled and returned to her magazine, remembering the days of innocence past.

	In her seat, Melanie looked at the numbers on her sales sheets. It was a good sales plan - no doubt about it. Meanwhile, she clenched her thighs together a little more tightly to staunch the semen still seeping from her hairless twat and making her pretty panties with the pink and yellow flowers all sticky.



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