The Case of the Teasing Teens

When I finished high school, I spent the first summer working two jobs to save money for college. In a small town, there were few options for work, so I did lawn maintenance and worked as a bagger at the grocery store.

The grocery store and hardware store in our little town was owned by Mr. Wilson. He had the biggest property in town and it was beautiful; a pool behind the house and a tennis court next to the house. The three car garage was on the side of the house.

I was making about $150 a week at the grocery store, and about $100 a week mowing lawns around town. Mr. Wilson heard that I was a good worker and offered me $200 a week to maintain his property. It was not an easy job; mowing, trimming hedges, edging and pulling weeds. It took me four hours each trip to get it all done.

After I had been taking care of his property for about six weeks, Mr. Wilson invited me to lunch at his house on a Saturday. He said he wanted to talk to me. Their house was the biggest in town, with large rooms and expensive furniture.

Mr. Wilson and I were seated at their large glass table on the patio.

"Will, I know you're struggling to make money for college and I admire that, and you've been doing a great job on our lawn."

"Thanks, Mr. Wilson."

"I'm going to give you an extra $50 a week and I will pass the word that you're worth more than you're being paid."

"Thanks again, Mr. Wilson."

As Mr. Wilson stood up from the table, his spoiled rich brat, Tiffany (why do rich people name their daughter Tiffany?), came in from their tennis court.

Tiffany and her friend, Paige, were both wearing the typical white tennis outfits; short shirt and tight blouse, and each had her hair in a pony tail. Both girls were sophomores in college, home for the summer. Tiffany had dark brown hair and brown eyes and was actually pretty. She hadn't grown much in the boob department, but she had nice legs.

Paige had red hair, devilish blue eyes and lots of boobs. She had an hour glass figure and was known around town as a first class prick tease. And she loved the reputation.

"Will, thanks for coming over on your day off." Mr. Wilson said. "Tiffany, bring some of that vanilla pudding your mom made over here for Will; I've got to go meet your mom at the country club."

As Mr. Wilson was leaving, the girls sat down at the table across from me. Their tennis skirts flared up as they sat down, and I was treated to a generous view of their upper thighs. Paige smiled wickedly at me. As soon as Mr. Wilson was out of the house, Paige reached under the table and shimmied out of her underwear.

She tossed her thong onto the table, right in front of me, and stared into my eyes.

"I like feeling something wet in the crack of my ass but only if it's moving," she said.

"Eww, Paige," snorted Tiffany, "that's nasty."

"Yeah, but boys like nasty. Boys like to smell nasty things; it gets them excited."

I tried to ignore her as I began to eat from a small bowl of the vanilla pudding. I tried to get a good look at Paige's naked crotch, but she was staring at me.

"Tiff, doesn't that look like a bowl of cum that Will's eating?"

"It could, I guess, but it's a bit too creamy to be cum."

"I wish it was, though; I'd rub it all over my tits."

I was eating the pudding as quickly as I could, but Paige had noticed the tent in my pants.

"I think somebody has a boner, Tiff," she said.

"Oh, I wonder how big it is," Tiffany said teasingly.

"I think I know how to make it bigger," Paige said with a smile.

Paige took a spoon and slipped her hand beneath the table. She spread her legs wide and slipped the end of the spoon into her pussy. I watched her do it and she knew I would. My cock began to throb in the tightness of my pants.

When she removed the spoon, she held it out to me.

"Want a taste, Will? Grown men have begged to taste my pussy."

Embarrassed or not, I stood up to leave.

"I have to get to work at the grocery store," I said, not bothering to try to hide my erection.

Paige lifted the thong off the table and waved it at me.

"Wait! Do you want a good sniff before you go, to remember me?"

Both girls were laughing hysterically as I left the house. I went home, took a quick cold shower and reported for work at the grocery store.

Later that afternoon, Paige and Tiffany came into the store. They came to the register where I was bagging. Each of them had purchased a package of tampons. I bagged them and was ready to hand the bags to the girls after they paid.

"Bagboy, please carry our bags to the car for us?" Asked Paige.

"Seriously? They're small bags, Paige."

"My daddy says it is store policy, so if you don't do it, I'll tell him," threatened Tiffany.

"Fine!" I muttered.

I walked behind them through the parking lot and Paige laid it on the whole time.

"I wonder of the bagboy knows where these tampons go," she said.

"Probably not; he's probably never even seen a pussy," Tiffany said.

"I'll bet his cock has never seen a pussy, either."

"You know what? I'll bet his hand thinks it's a pussy!"

They both laughed, but I was getting a great view of their legs and Paige's naked ass as they walked to the car. When they reached Tiffany's car, she opened the trunk lid.

"Paige, help me make room in the trunk for those bags he's carrying."

They both unnecessarily leaned over into the trunk, displaying their asses for me. I let myself get hard because I wanted to.

"When I'm bent over like this, I like a hard cock waiting to fuck me," teased Paige.

"I like to bend over like this to suck a nice big cock," added Tiffany.

I held the small bags under one arm, unzipped my fly and pulled out my hard cock. When the girls turned around and saw it sticking out of my pants, they both opened their mouths in shock. It so happens that I do have an unusually large cock.

I tossed the bags into the trunk, then tucked my cock back into my pants.

"Wait! Can I touch it?" Asked Paige.

"Will you let me kiss it?" Asked Tiffany.

I looked at Paige and then at Tiffany and said, "Game on, bitches," and I walked away.

I heard them talking behind me.

"Holy shit!" Gasped Tiffany, "I'd love to choke on that!"

"I guarantee you I'll ride that before summer is over," challenged Paige.

Game on.