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Subject: {ASSM} RP GSN32 - Girl Scout Cookies {TheMoose63}(Mg, humor, cons, oral, solo)
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                   Girl Scout Nookies 32
                     Girl Scout Cookies


                     Girl Scout Cookies
                         TheMoose63

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Welcome to the Girl Scout Nookie story collection.  In
honor of the Girl Scout Cookie season, this collection is
being reposted in the story order sequence we used in the
Girl Scout Nookie Collection story site at

    http://www.asstr.org/~denny/

This is story number 32.

Twelve-year-old Rebecca is trying to win the state sales
competition for selling Girl Scout cookies. What she does
to close the sale, you probably can imagine if you've made
it this far. Bascially no sex at all... well maybe just a
little bit of sex. Or maybe more. You'll just have to read
and see.

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Comments

Special thanks to DPerfect_Match for editing.

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I was washing dishes when I heard the front doorbell ring
so I walked out of the kitchen drying my hands and opened
the door. Standing there on my front porch was this cute
young girl replete in her green and brown Girl Scout
uniform; you know the one with the short khaki skirt and
blouse with the green bow tie.

"Good morning sir, my name is Rebecca, although all my
friends call me Becky, anyway sir, I'm selling Girl Scout
cookies and was wondering if you would care to order some,
they cost $5.00 a box this year."

Becky looked like a clone of Sally in the comic strip
'Peanuts' but she talked like Marcy, the way she kept
saying 'sir' all the time. "Uh, well young lady every year
I buy some cookies so why don't you come on in and tell me
what different kinds you're selling this year." She walked
into my living room and handed me her clipboard with the
ordering forms and then took a seat across from me on the
couch. She looked like she was about thirteen, maybe 5' 2"
and probably not over 75 pounds. Her legs were well tanned
and poking straight out from under her skirt and she had
just the beginnings of breasts, although they were probably
not much over a 30 or 32A. I sat opposite her, in the
armchair and looked over the selection of cookies trying to
decide which boxes I wanted. I looked up to ask her a
question and she smiled at me, somewhat coyly, and then
just perceptibly slowly spread her legs apart, just far
enough to give me a peek of her white panties. I was a bit
taken aback by what I first perceived to be brazenness then
decided that maybe it was it just a young child's naivetÃ(C).
Still the idea that I could almost see her young pussy
excited me and my cock began to stir. Finally, as I looked
between her legs, I stuttered my question. "Are... are
there any discounts this year?"

"Discounts? No sir, not this year, but if you would like
to buy my cookies in some sort of volume there are some...
ah, other things I can do to ease the pain of our last
price increase. You see the Girl Scouts are having a state-
wide sales contest with the winner getting a two-week trip
to Hawaii, for four people, all expenses paid, and I AM
going to win that contest!"

"I see, volume sales. Well tell me Becky what type of
'things' can you do to ease the cost of the cookies and how
many boxes do I have to buy?"

"Well sir, not to be too presumptuous, but if you were to
purchase, oh let's say five boxes, today, right now in
fact, I could let you, oh... I think look, again look but
not touch, my panties. I noticed a minute ago that you
seemed to be interested or was I mistaken?"

Christ, now she had my full attention. "How old are you
Rebecca?"

"Twelve sir, as of last month."

"I see. Well you were right, I was interested and I'll
purchase the five boxes."

"That's just great sir but before I let you actually look
you have to sign for the cookies, please use line 17, and
I'm sure that you understand."

I signed up for the five boxes by filling in my name,
address and telephone number and then I signed in the space
indicated. "There you go Becky, signed sealed and
delivered, now I believe it's your turn for show and tell."

"Yes sir, and thank you sir, the Girl Scouts and I
appreciate your purchase."

She stood up and walked around the coffee table and stood
directly in front of me. She didn't hesitate, she didn't
even seem embarrassed she just reached down and lifted her
skirt up to her waist and held it there for me. Becky was
wearing a pair of bikini cut plain white panties but
clearly visible, dead in the center of her panties was a
perfect camel toe imprint of her virginal pussy. I was so
amazed at her sexiness that I actually dropped down onto my
hands and knees and put my face against the gusset of her
panties and inhaled her aroma. Becky smelled like a bouquet
of lilacs or maybe like freshly laundered panties, or maybe
both.

She stepped back away from me and dropped her skirt.
"Please sir, I told you that there is no touching
allowed... at least not for five boxes."

"Really? Well Becky that would seem to indicate that for
some unspecified further purchase of cookies there is the
potential to touch you, is that right?" Becky walked back
to the couch and sat down. She put her legs together and
straightened her skirt then looked directly in my eyes and
smiled a beautiful smile that only a young pubescent girl
could manage.

"Yes sir there is that possibility. For instance if you
were to purchase, oh say 15 more boxes I could let you can
see my breasts and for 20 you could touch and suck on them
too."

"Well that's all well and good Becky, but what about
touching your... your..."

"My pussy sir?"

"Yes, exactly Becky, your pussy. How much to touch it?"

"Well sir that is a LOT more expensive, why don't we just
stick with the basics. Wouldn't you like to see and touch
my breasts sir?"

"The basics, alright Becky. Yes I would like to touch
them, very much so."

"Alright sir, just fill out the next line on the order
form and sign it please."

Once again I filled in the requested information and
signed on the dotted line. "There you go Becky, now let's
see those breasts you're so proud of." Becky walked back
over to me and slowly untied her scout tie and laid it down
on the coffee table then she unbuttoned her blouse and took
it off too. Her breasts were so small that she really
didn't need a bra and was only wearing a plain white
camisole with her little nipples poking out the front.
Becky crossed her arms and lifted the camisole up and over
her head and dropped it on the table.

"There you are sir."

I looked at the girl and realized that I was right when I
thought she had about 30A breasts. They were actually
little more than just puffs sticking out from her chest
with nipples-to-be growing out of the center of each little
breast, nevertheless I was getting hard just looking at
them.

"I told you, you can touch them if you like sir, suck on
them even."

"Thank you Becky." I pulled her between my legs and
wrapped my arm around her back and pulled her tiny breasts
to my mouth and suckled on one. There really wasn't
anything to get into my mouth but I was enjoying myself
anyway.

"Oh sir, that feels so nice, you're making me wet... you
know, down there."

Becky's hand dropped down and she ran a finger up and down
on the front of my pants, outlining my hard cock. That felt
nice too. I could feel pre-cum leaking out of my cock into
my shorts and now I wanted more of this little vixen.
"What's it going to take to have you naked and let me do
what I want to you?"

"Well sir, that's a big leap from the basics."

"I don't care Becky, I want you naked; now how many boxes
do I have to buy?"

"Well sir, for starters there is NO intercourse available
regardless of how many boxes you buy, I'm a virgin and I
hope that you understand. Nevertheless for a hundred boxes
you can play with both my pussy and breasts. For an
additional fifty boxes you can lick my pussy. But once
again sir, there is no intercourse allowed, you know, no
fucking, but you can do pretty much anything else you want
but only for 15 minutes."

"Fifteen minutes, that's all I get for a 150 boxes?

"Yes sir, I'm sorry."

"Why only fifteen minutes?"

"Well sir it's because time is money and I am sure that
your neighbors will want to buy some Girl Scout cookies
too."

"Alright Becky I'll take the offer, hand me your
clipboard." I signed on the line for the third time that
day and when I finished Becky had already undressed and was
lying down on the couch. I looked at the clock and noted
the time then stripped out of my clothes and sat beside her
on the couch. Her little girl pussy was completely devoid
of hair but her labia were swollen with blood like a
woman's ready for intercourse, yet she was obviously just a
little girl. I tried to lie down next to her but there just
wasn't enough room on the couch so I had her move down onto
the floor. I turned onto one side, lifted her little leg up
and buried my face in her pussy and started licking, then I
stopped. I opened the petals of her womanhood-to-be and
looked for her clit. I found the small pinkish bud right
where it should be and I stuck my tongue out and started to
flick it back and forth. I could hear her moaning and I put
my finger into her and fingered her while I licked her
pussy. Becky started to push her pussy into my face then I
felt her tiny fingers starting to play with my cock. I had
never had a little girl play with my cock before and as I
ate her pussy I could feel myself responding to her fingers
and right then I wanted to cum more than I ever had in my
entire life. "Oh fuck Becky that's great. Jack me off
honey, make me cum - please!" Suddenly she just stopped!
"Becky, what's wrong? Why did you stop?"

"Well sir, your fifteen minutes are up."

I looked up at the clock and saw that she was right. "Oh,
Christ Becky, not now. Please honey, please keep going I
want to cum so badly."

"Well sir that would cost you another..."

"I don't give a shit what it costs Becky I'll buy what
ever you want me to, just finish me off."

"Fine sir, just sign the sheet."

I turned around and grabbed the clipboard and pen.
"Alright, alright!" "How many boxes?"

"Just leave it blank sir, I'll fill it in later."

I signed my name and tossed the clipboard onto the couch
and lay back down next to Becky. "OK honey, do your thing."

"Yes sir, you just lay there on your back and let me do
all the work, oh, I do hope you enjoy it."

I turned over onto my back and Becky sat up and then
scooted up next to my waist. I watched her as she took two
fingers and wet them in her mouth then used them to rub
small circles around the head of my cock. The excitement
generated by her actions caused electricity to run from my
cock to both my head and toes. My butt lifted off the floor
to meet her up and down hand movements and my toes curled
inward as I came closer and closer to an orgasm. As she
slid her cum soaked hand up and down on my cock I reached
up and rubbed her breasts-to-be and pulled on her nipples.
The whole thing didn't take long, my balls contracted, my
butt heaved up and my cock spewed stream after stream of
cum on my chest, stomach and onto her hand. I still believe
to this day that was the most powerful orgasm I ever
experienced. I lay back down and tried to regain my breath
as Becky rubbed her fingers in my cum and then tentatively
reached up and tasted a drop.

"That was very nice sir, but now I've got to go. I do hope
that you enjoyed yourself, I know I had a great time."

"Yes it was nice and I did enjoy myself, thank you." Where
in the Hell did she learn to do that I wondered?

"Well sir, your cookies will be delivered in about four
weeks but in the meantime I just need a check and I'll be
on my way."

By the time I finally got up and found my checkbook and
signed a check Becky was already dressed. I handed her the
blank check and let her out the door and watched as she
skipped down the sidewalk to my next door neighbors' house.

Three weeks later I had almost completely forgotten about
the incident until one day while I was working in the
garage my wife stuck her head in the door and told me that
I needed to sign for some Girl Scout cookies. "Oh honey
it's alright, you go ahead and sign, I'm busy."

"Well the driver told me that you had ordered them, and
you had to sign the bill of lading and besides I'm dying to
hear all about these cookies."

"Bill of Lading? That's usually reserved for large orders,
well OK I guess." I walked around the house to the front
porch and standing there next to the railing was the UPS
driver and next to him was a huge stack of cardboard boxes,
each labeled Girl Scout Cookies. I looked sheepishly at the
driver as I signed his board.

"I'll tell you something mister," the driver said to me,
"you and your neighbors sure do support the local Girl
Scouts, 350 boxes of cookies, wow!"

"Well I got a good deal on them." As he walked off I
calculated that Becky had added an additional 175 boxes for
the hand job. Christ that was a total of $1750 just to play
with her tits and pussy and get a hand job! Oh well, it
sure as hell was a great memory.

"For Christ's sakes John what in the Hell are we going to
do with 350 boxes of cookies? Anyway why did you buy so
many? I'll bet there was some little girls' mother with big
tits involved with this." My wife said incredulously.

"Look honey I guarantee you that there was no mother
involved at all, it was just this little girl who wanted to
win a sales contest so I decided to help her out, that's
all, honest."

"Hummm, I see. Well I guess that Bill Johnson next door
was trying to help her too, I see the UPS guy unloading
even more than you bought."

I looked over to my next door neighbors' house at the
stack of boxes on his porch and wondered what Becky did for
him that she didn't do for me? "Well babe, Bill has always
been a bit gullible." I looked back at my stack of boxes
and thought to myself that someday Becky was going to be
the CEO of some big Wall Street company, I could almost
guarantee it.

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Copyright TheMoose63 2006

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