Girl Scout Cookies

Brittany was glad that it was cookie time again; it was her favorite part of Girl Scouting. Her mom decided she was old enough now to go at least around the neighborhood by herself. She knew not to talk to strangers and all that.

She'd done a good job selling cookies on her street so far and had sold alot of cookies. When she knocked on Mr. Myers door, she knew she could sell alot there. Mr. Myers was a friendly older single man who her parents often chatted with.

When Mr. Myers opened the door, Brittany smiled. "Would you like to buy some cookies, sir?"

"Well sure. Your mom out walking with you?"

"No, she said I could go around the neighborhood by myself."

"Well, come in," he said.

She knew that her mother said not to go into stranger's houses, but she knew Mr. Myers so she didn't think it was really breaking any of the rules. She followed him in.

Mr. Myers sat down with the cookie sheet. "Well, well, well, there sure are a lot of choices."

"If you buy a lot, I can get the top prize," Brittany said.

"I don't know. I don't really like cookies," Mr. Myers said. "You look really cute in that uniform."

"Thank you. Please buy some cookies, Mr. Myers, I'll do anything! I really want to win."

"Hmm..." Mr. Myers thought. He looked up and smiled "I'll buy three boxes just because you look so cute. But I'll buy three more boxes if you show my your panties."

"Huh?"

"You don't have to, sweetie, I just want to see what they look like." Mr. Myers said. "You can just lift up your skirt for a moment and that's it."

Brittany hesitated, then she lifted up her skirt.

"Little pink panties," Mr. Myers said. "Thank you, Brittany. I'll buy five more if you do me another favor."

"Well, what is it?" Brittany asked nervously.

"Take off those little panties."

"Isn't that wrong?" she asked. "My mom might get mad."

"It can be our little secret, and it's not wrong if you want to do it. You don't have to if you don't want to." Mr. Myers waited. "Go ahead, Brittany. It's okay."

Brittany slowly slid her panties off, and they fell to the ground. Mr. Meyers picked them up and smelled them. "That's nice." Mr. Myers unzipped his pants. Brittany's eyes widened. "You ever seen a penis, Britt?"

"No," she said.

"Come here." Brittany slowly inched forward as Mr. Myers hard dick which he was holding in his hands. She stared at the pulsing veins on the side and the purple tip already wet with precum. She'd never seen one and she couldn't look away. "When men see a pretty girl, their penis gets hard. It shows how much they like them." He started to pull on it with her panties in his hand. "Mmm this makes me feel good. Just thinking about a pretty little girl like you makes me so hot." She watched as he jerked off in front of her.

Mr. Myers took her hand. "How many cookies do you want to sell?"

"I don't know. I wanna sell a lot."

"Well, sweetheart, I really want to put my penis into your vagina, and if you let me I'll be fifty boxes from you."

"My what?"

"Right here in your pretty little private spot," he said, touching her under her skirt. His finger stroked her smooth hairless pussy lips. Brittany thought it felt like a pleasant tingling. She moaned out softy. "See, don't you like that? I want to make you feel good. You'll like the feeling if I put my penis in there."

Brittany thought for a moment. If she agreed, she was sure to be the top seller and get the big prize. Her mom would be really proud, and she would get a lot of great prizes. She enjoy the touch of Mr. Meyer's fingers. It made her whole body tingle. "I don't know. I don't think it'll fit."

"Well, it'll hurt a little, but it'll be over soon, and you'll like it after a while. Trust me, sweetheart."

"You won't tell my mom, will you?" Brittany asked.

"No, of course not. It'll just be between us."

"Okay, but it won't hurt too much will it?" she asked.

"Just a little, that's all. Then you'll feel good."

"Hmm okay."

"Sit down."

She sat down quietly on the sofa. He pushed her skirt up high and let his pants fall to the floor. He pushed her legs apart and stuck a finger into her hairless pussy. She squirmed. "Mmm, that's nice." He rubbed the outside of her pussy lips and Brittany started to feel a nice tingling feeling again. "I like that."

"I'm glad, sweetie." He pushed her legs apart farther, then picked up his penis with one and and put the head against her vagina. He rubbed it against her opening, moistening it with his precum. "How is that, little baby?"

"Uh, okay, yeah."

"Lift up your shirt so I can see your nipples," Mr. Myers said. She did as she was told. "Rub your little pink nipples for me. You're so beautiful." He pushed a little more of his penis into her, then a little more.

"Aah!" Brittany yelped.

"Shh, it'll be alright." His motions became more rapid as he thrust into her incredibly tight pussy. "Uhh....yeah...uh... Brittany...you so tight..."

She winced a little, but then she started to feel really good. "Oooh!" she cried out. She kept rubbing her nipples as he stuffed himself more into her pussy. She felt her pussy get warm and a good feeling washed over her whole body. "Aaaah!"

"You like that, sweetie? Get ready to open your mouth. I got a little cream for you to eat," he said, and she opened her mouth wide. "Swallow what I give you, okay?"

Mr. Myers pulled his cock out and yanked on it until his cum oozed into mouth. He yanked on his cock until all the cum came out, and there was so much she had a hard time swallowing and he squirted some around her mouth and all over her face. He pulled his pants back up and put his cock away. He handed her a tissue. "You look so nice with my cum on your face. Did you like the taste?"

"It was weird," Brittany said. "Kinda salty."

"Put your little panties back on I'm sure you have more houses to see," Mr. Myers said. He picked up her order form and wrote his name on it. As promised, he ordered fifty cookies. "Have fun selling more cookies. And stop by any time you want, little lady."

"Okay," Brittany said. She took her order form and smiled. She knew she'd be the top seller now.