Perverts 'R' Us
From Justin to Jasmine
By Sisterlicker ( M/m, cd, Rim, Blackmail, M/M/m )
Send feedback to sisterlicker@hotmail.com (This story was completely written on my Pocket PC)
Justin for the most part was a good kid. He, like most boys of 12 was starved for attention ever since his dad left his mother. Justin looked like Ricky Shroder from Silver Spoons, but with shoulder-length hair. He had features that seem more feminine than most boys, and the long hair had been the cause for much teasing from his classmates.
Justin took a real liking to his mother's new boyfriend. Greg was 30-something, with broad shoulders, muscular body, and a great personality. At first it was like a big brother relationship, but as time passed it became more. Justin's mother Sarah had no idea that her new boyfriend was a bisexual pedophile.
It didn't take long for Justin to be taken in by Greg's attention and charm, and soon they were very close, both in the bedroom and out.
Sarah worked nights at the hotel, so there was plenty of time for the boys to play.
One day last spring, Justin wanted to fulfill a fantasy for Greg by dressing up as a girl. He had no girl's clothing and didn't have money to buy clothing, so he decided he would go to the mall and find a way to steal the clothing.
Justin thought long and hard about how he would pull it off. He decided that he would wear an old pair of shorts, an old t-shirt, and some flip-flops to the store. The plan was to pick out the clothing and put it on in the fitting room, where he would discard his old clothing.
This is where I come into the story. You see, I am on a first name basis with Justin and Greg now. I happen to be a Store detective for the clothing store that Justin went to that day. I was scanning the store with the camera system and thought it was a girl I was watching looking at the girls' clothing until I zoomed in on his crotch, then his face.
"How odd," I thought, "better keep an eye."
I followed him with the camera system as he selected a cute little mini skirt and blouse, then he went to the girls' underthings and picked out some pink high-cut panties, a training bra, and some socks. Justin then found some black sandals and headed for the fitting room.
When he came out I couldn't believe it! He looked like a girl from head to toe. He was wearing the outfit and had tied his hair back in a ponytail. I was mesmerized by the transformation. I figured he must be curious and was going to change back any minute, but then I noticed the tags were missing from the clothing and as I watched his tight little ass bob back and forth as he walked. I realized he was headed for the door!
I ran out the back door and around the building and met him, just as he was about to get on his bike. I showed him my badge and escorted him by the arm to my office.
Justin's face was beet-red and his eyes were tearing as we entered the office. I sat him down and asked him his name. "jus-Jasmine" he said with a shaky voice.
I smiled and said, "Do you know why I contacted you?"
"Yes" he said and hung his head. I gave him the entire "shoplifting is hurting the nation" speech, then told him I'm going to have to call the police.
Justin started to cry. I said, "your name isn't really Jasmine, is it?"
There was a long pause "It's Brenda."
"Look!" I said, "I am the only one who is going to keep you from going to jail today, and that will only happen if you are completely honest to me. Otherwise I'll let the cops take you to jail all dolled-up as a girl. What do you think will happen to you there? It won't take long for those guys to rip those pretty little panties of that tight little ass of yours."
"My name is Justin." Justin told me about the relationship with his mother's boyfriend. When he was finished I was sporting a raging hard-on.
"Ok, J., here's the deal. You do as I tell you and I won't call the police. I might even let you keep that cute little outfit."
"Ok, mister."
"First I need to pat you down. I need to see if you have any other merchandise I'm not aware of. Stand up, put your hands on the wall and spread your feet." He did as he was told, sobbing.
I moved in behind him and got close enough to press my hard cock at his ass and patted down his chest. "Feels like a bra you're hiding." I then moved my right hand down his back and felt his ass through the mini skirt. I rubbed all over his incredible ass. "Feels like some panties too." I slipped my hand up under his skirt and felt his ass again through the silky pink panties. I then moved to the front and felt up his crotch. His dick had gone stiff and the head was poking out the top of the waistband.
"These panties belong to the store. I will be recovering them." I got on my knees and lifted the skirt and got a good look at his incredible 12-year-old panty-covered butt. I felt it up one last time before slowly lowering the waistband off his ass and down to his ankles, removing the panties.
Just then I don't know what came over me. I pushed his legs apart again and dove my tongue straight into his ass. I licked his little pucker for some time, slowly getting my tongue further into him with each thrust. I licked the back of his balls then told him to turn around. His 5-inch cock hit me in the nose as he turned and I took it into my mouth and sucked him for all he was worth.
Soon he was grinding against my face and grunting on wobbly legs. I put my finger up his tight little ass and he went off like a rocket. I took all of his cum and swallowed it. There wasn't much, but I was in heaven.
"Oh man" was all he could say.
I kissed his belly and up to his chest and pulled his bra up and sucked each nipple. Then I moved up to his mouth and French-kissed him while fondling his ass.
"Now, Jasmine" I said with a smile, "that will be your name for now. I want you to bend over my desk. You are not to resist me, understand?"
"Yes Sir" was the reply.
I lifted his mini skirt and licked his ass again. I used some hand lotion from my desk and coated my finger and started to work them into his little hole. After he was good and ready, I shucked off my pants and greased up my cock and gently eased it up his tight little 12-year-old boy pussy.
It didn't take long before I was dumping a huge load into his ass.
I got some paper towels and cleaned him up as best as I could and got him all dressed back up.
"Better than going to Jail?" I asked.
"Yes."
"I'm still going to have to call your mother."
"NO! Please don't she doesn't know about this! Can Greg come get me?"
"Your mother's boyfriend?"
I thought of a great idea. "Yes, let's call him."
Soon a very concerned Greg was on the phone. I told him that Justin had been picked up for shoplifting, but told him nothing about the details or that Justin was dressed as a girl.
Ten minutes later, Greg showed up at my office.
"Come on in Greg." As he entered he did a classic double-take at Justin and had a look of both wonder and astonishment. I explained to him how he had selected the clothes and left his old clothing in the fitting room.
Justin tells me this is your fantasy. Greg turned white as a sheet. I picked up a small tape recorder and rewound the recording to the part where Justin was describing their relationship.
Greg sat down and held his head in his hands then looked at Justin. "Do you realize what you have done? I could go to jail!"
"Relax, Greg. No one has to go to jail. Jasmine and I have settled this matter in our own way. And we can do the same."
"What do you want?" Greg asked.
"I want you to fulfill your fantasy - here, now, while I watch. If you don't I will turn the audiotape over to the police, and Justin will go to jail."
"I guess there's no way around it" Justin said and smiled.
Greg stood up, pulled Justin close, kissed him deeply, and felt up his ass under his skirt. "Wow" he said, and soon Greg was bending Jasmine over and plowing his sweet little ass.
They didn't know it, but I had been video taping the room and stopped the tape before getting undressed myself. As Greg was plowing Jasmine's little boy pussy, I was pushing my cock into his mouth.
I came and told Justin to hold my cum and not to swallow it. Greg came in his ass and we traded places. I knelt down and pushed my tongue up Jasmine's ass and could taste Greg's cum. As I was eating out Jasmine's hole Greg was Frenching him getting my cum load from Jasmine.
We finished the day by having Greg bend over the desk as I fucked him, then Jasmine fucked him while I sucked his cock until he came in my mouth. We all shared it in a three-way kiss.
They both got themselves together and left. They are now regular customers and both shoplift from the store. Of course I catch them every time and render punishment in the usual way.