Mr Patel and the Young Blonde Virgin

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This is a thread about how a sexually frustrated middle-aged Indian (originally from India) shopkeeper lusts after his lovely teenaged (and virginal) shop assistant.

I need someone to play the young girl.

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He watched her as she came into the shop. “Good morning, Mr Patel.” She said to him cheerfully as she took off her coat. He watched her, his eyes feasting on her figure as she hung up her coat before taking her place at the counter. She was getting more sexy, more desirable every day.

 

[Guest]

If you are going to be racist, at least learn your geography and what names come from where ¬!

 

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ggnrellis

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Two points:

(1) Has it ever occured to you that I may be referring to India rather than the West Indies? Since the character's name is "Patel", I thought that would have been obvious.

(2) I don't appreciate being called a racist. Have you stopped to think that I may be Indian? No? I thought not. Besides, using your criteria, you would accuse every writer in the Interracial story section.

I suggest that you think before you post and at least have the courtesy to do it privately. This is a story thread not a debate.

Isster

 

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Sorry about the last two posts. I would still like to continue this thread. Is there anyone out there interested in playing the shopgirl?

 

[Guest]

why the capital W in "West" ?

Do you know any difference between the eastern and western parts of India ? If so, why the distinction ?

Sounds like you are coming up with a desperate excuse.

 

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Still going on about the West Indian thing are you? (Thanks for not heeding my request by the way). Obviously, it bothers you so much (and I wouldn't want it on my conscious that this is keeping up at night), I'll change it.

 

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Mr Patel

"Cindy, I need you go down into the storeroom and get some more notepads." The pretty blonde looked at him. "Sure, Mr P." She said happily. He watched her go into the back and then his desire becoming too great, he followed her. Seeing her bending over as he entered. "Just getting them, Mr P." He nodded as he closed and locked the door.

 

[Snork Maiden]

OOC :

Apart from the fact the West Indies are in the South Atlantic and have absolutely nothing to do the Indian sub continent of Asia, it is quite possible for a Mr Patel to come from practically anywhere in the western world.

If you need a shop assistant I'll help you out Isster.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Clicking the switch beside the door, the fluorescent tube responded flickering into life accompanied by low buzzing which eminated from the fitting that housed it.

Cindy glanced around the small crowded storage room. Save for the doors there were no other exits with the exception of a small ventilation grill set high in one corner of the room.

Spotting the Mead notebook box tucked under the shelf at the far end of the room she walked across to it. Bending to pull it out she could feel the white leggings tighten around her buttocks accentuating her hips and thighs, no panty line visible, since she never bothered when she wore these. She tugged at the edge of the box trying to pull it out but it appeared to be stuck.

Aware that her employer was standing in the door way, she called back, 'It ok Mr Patel, I found them, I won't be a minute'

She heard the door close, it was no surprise to her as it was on a sprung hinge. Dislodging the box she pulled out into the open floor space and proceeded to pull back the cardboard flaps of the container. The 'click' of the lock caused her to pause and look up.

Behind her she could see the Asian shopkeeper staring at the tight material covering her butt and crotch. His mouth slightly agape in contemplation. The door behind him closed.

Standing up straight Cindy turned to look at him, her small but developed breasts jutted upwards, supported by her sport bra and covered with a loose large fushia teeshirt.

'Really it's ok look I found them', she explained pointing at the box.

 

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Mr Patel

Changing his mind about locking the door, Patel then went into the small store. From there, he could look at the young blonde without being seen. Seeing how her clothes clung to her body, allowing him to see the shape of her arse and thighs. Instantly, he felt himself getting erect. With sweaty palms, he unzipped himself, gasping with pleasure as his cock shot to full size outside his trousers. His eyes never leaving her shaply bottom as she continued to bend over, he started to stroke himself.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Unaware of the activity going on behind her, Cindy continued to open the box. Picking some of the notepads out she stood and turned to place them on the shelf before getting somemore. As she did so she realised the door was open and could just make out the upper body of Mr Patel out of the corner of her eye, his right arm appeared to be moving and he was staring at her.

It was obvious what he was doing from the look of concentration on his face. 'You dirty old man', Cindy though to herself, curiously aroused by the thought that this 40 year old asian was stroking himself in her presence. She bent over the box again watching between her legs, she could see him shift position slightly to view her better. 'Realising now she was the object of his lust sent more than a thrill of of excitement through her body, the material pulling into her crotch as she bent lower. Her mound swelled and she could feel the heat of arousal spreading, juicing her pussy rapidly. The cotton leggings soaked her young essence first appearing as a dark spot then spreading into the crease of her vulva.

She grabbed a couple of books, not too many she needed to make the book collection last a while longer. Patel shifted back as she rose concealing himself again.

Cindy was aware of her wetness now and the heat but she was aroused, curious about the man's cock, although she couldn't see it she was very aware of it. She bent over the crate a third time and couldn't help but press her own pussy, out of site of the man. Her fingers felt the damp material and she pressed it into her slit, the juices oozing through the material and the scent of her excitement waffed towards her nostrils.

She stood up deciding to give the man a good tease. She pulled the waistband of her leggings up, exaggerating the crease of her wet cunt before collecting the notebooks from the shelf and walking into the shop towards the counter. She was totally aware that her sweet wet clam would be more than evident to him and she smiled to herself.

 

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Patel

He felt himself thickening in between his fingers at the sight of the lovely teenager, all his attention on that lovely firm arse. He could feel the tension in his crotch which told him that he was almost ready when she got up. Seeing her coming back toward him to get back into the main store, he had to shuffle back for not to see him. Once alone, his hand a blur, he concentrated what he had saw, feeling thick tool swell even larger, larger than he had been years. With a large moan, he exploded, shooting wad and wad of his thick white seed over a shelf in the small cupboard where he was hiding. In his dreams, he was shooting all that fertile sperm inside her young tight body. Feeling her with his seed.

Finally, spent and for the first time in years, saited, he wiped himself and zipped up. Giving himself a few minutes to recover, he returned to the store.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Cindy

'Got them Mr Patel !', Cindy called out holding the small pile of notebooks in front of her as she approached the counter. 'Do you want me to stack them on the shelves?'

The Asian shuffled behind his counter, his face shiney from the thin layer of perspiration from his exertions. Cindy stood in front of him; her legs parted slighty to display her swollen sex. The mound standing proud between her thighs and the tight, damp material of her leggings cutting gently into her folds to highlight her pouting vulva.

She watched his eyes drift up and down her, drawn to her crotch like a moth to a candle. Aware he had been releaving himself but unaware of the white translucent cream dripping from the edge of the undercounter shelf and forming a small puddle on the floor between his feet, hidden from her view.

"Do you want to show me were you want me to put them?", she asked again

 

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Mr Patel

"Very well, Cindy. Place some on the shelf in front of the encounter and then bring the rest behind here." He indicated the shelf behind the counter. Watching her put some down where he had specified, she then came round to stand by him. "Where do they go?" She asked him with that sweet innocence which almost brought back his erection. "Just down there, behind the pencils." "Like this?" She asked as she bent down to the next to bottom shelf behind the counter, allowing the opportunity to watch the material stretch over her arse. The sight made him stir. "No. The bottom one." Due to the lack of space, he had to lean against her, his thighs pressing firmily onto hers as he tried to show her where. "Just down there." He could feel the heat of her body against his. His cock shot to full erection.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Feeling press his thigh against hers as she bent to place the books on the shelf brought a fresh flood of excitement to her crotch. This horny Asian in his mid 40's wanted her sweet young cunt, she knew it. She parted her legs slightly as she bent lower hoping he would slip his hand in the ample space and press his fingers into the sopping wet gusset she had provided for him.

She shifted her weight slightly pressing her own thigh more firmly against his in the process she felt the bulge of his cock brush across the cheek of her backside. 'God do it you horny bastard, touch me', she thought to herself.

 

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Mr Patel

His erection lurched as he felt her pressed her bum cheek grazed his bulge. Then he realised that she did not pull away. 'Unfortunately' he couldn't pull away either since the position they were in, his arse was pressing against another shelf. "No. Position them over there." He said throatily, indicating the pads Cindy was holding though his eyes were trying to look down her front.

He was so preoccupied in what he was trying to look at that he lost his balance. Instinctively, he grabbed the first thing to hand, Cindy's hips, while his crotch fell against her firm young backside, his tent pressing firmly between her parted bumcheeks. The feeling of her soft arse pressing against his hardness was mind blowing. Losing control for a few moments, the middle-aged Indian could not resist pressing himself into her.

 

[Snork Maiden]

As he tried to show Cindy the correct location bending over her, he lost his balance and stumbled. Catching hold of her firm round arse he pulled himself into he to counter his stagger. She could feel his erection pressing between her cheeks.

'Careful Mr Patel', she said, bracing her legs to prevent her from falling with him pressing her backside firmly against the tantalising bulge. She felt so hot, her pussy was on fire, longing to be fondled.

She stood up and straightened herself then turned to face the red faced and flustered Pakistani. Glancing down at the bulge in his pants she looked up at him.

'Mr Patel !", she exclaimed, "You seem to be all hot and bothered about something"

The Asian stuttered, trying to say something, but before he could form the word properly she took hold of his large hand. Gently, she guided it between her legs so that the middle aged Asian could feel the dampness and the heat of her own arousal. His strong fingers curled eagerly into her crotch, cupping her swollen mound and pressing the cotton fabric up into her soft young slit.

'You've got me all hot and bothered too, you naughty man", she continued. She stroked his arm as his fingers gently groped her hot pussy encouraging him to fondle and excite her more.

 

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Mr Patel

For a moment, he felt her press back into him and then she turned to face him. For a moment, he had thought she was going to scream at him for touching her but instead, to his surprise, she grabbed his hand and forced it between her legs. He gasped as he felt her heat down there even as he automatically started to push his hand against her hot mound.

"You've got me all hot and bothered too, you naughty man", she continued. He can't believe that this fresh-faced teenager was leading him on so. He felt his erection stiffening further as he continued to push his stubby finger into her crotch, trying to get inside her sex. This was all too much for the middle-aged Indian. It had been so long since he had sex with his wife and this girl seemed to be offering herself to him. Groaning his lust, he moved forward, pushing his stout body against her young one. Even as his lips moved towards hers, his mind was screaming that this was madness. They were in the front of the shop. Anyone could come in. But he couldn't stop.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Feeling his hand between her legs brought a wave of pleasure to Cindy, 'mmmmmmmmmmm Mr Patel, you bad, bad man, you know you shouldn't be doing that....... but don't stop'

His face moved toward hers. She remembered talking about sex and men with her friends at high school. Now here she was with her very own man and he was so hot for her, she could tell by the way his erection lunged inside his pants.

'Do you like the feel of my slutty wet pussy', she said dirtily, 'Is it nice and hot?' She ground her crotch onto his fingers.

'You know I have heard my friends talk about guys sucking on pussy, whould you like to suck mine through my wet gusset, suck my pussy juices out of my hot teen cunt, I know you would. I'd like you to do that right here, right now. Mr Patel, please suck on my pussy',

Cindy smiled seductively pushing her pert breasts forward and swinging her shoulders slightly.

 

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Patel

The words inflamed him, causing a red fog to drown his senses. He wanted her. "Go into the back room. I will be there shortly."

 

[Snork Maiden]

'If you want it Mr Patel, you got to suck it here, now', Cindy commanded

 

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Patel

Patel blinked. "You want me to do it here? People can see us from the street. My wife's only upstairs. Please! Let's go into the back room where we will have some privacy. Please!" He pleaded, lust warring against common sense.

 

[Snork Maiden]

Moving behind the central shelf so that my lower body is obscured from the outside world, I look at the horny Asian parting my legs as i stand before him.

'I want you to suck me through my leggings, right here, in your shop, with people walking by outside and your wife just a door away', I explain

 

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Patel

He felt his cock gain a hardness that he hadn't felt since he was a teenager at the girl's dirty words. Not caring about the consequences, he got down to his knees in front of this "innocent" English Rose, his hands grabbing the top of her legings. "Mr Patel, what?" Undoing the clip, he pulled her leggings and panties down. Looking at her bared naturally blonde snatch, all wet and weeping. She wanted this he thought to himself before jamming his mouth against her gash, his thick tongue penetrating her easily.

 

[Snork Maiden]

The Asian shopkeeper knelt before Cindy his eyes filled with lust as he inhaled the aroma of her young essence.

His fingers nimbly unclipped her legging and he almost ripped them from her legs as he tugged them and her panties down around hear ankles exposing her hot engorges vulva and thighs.

'Whh.. what are you doing?' Cindy asked alarmed, this was not what she had planned

Before she could continue the Asian' mouth had closed over her furry little slit, his tongue lapping hungrily through her soft folds lapping greedily at the thick pearly streaks of her pussy cream.

She had never felt anything so good in her life, her initial complaint vanishing from her mind as the man licked and sucked on her juicy vagina. His nose and moustache tickled her and she gasped as his tongue poked inside her.

Her legs parted slightly at the knees and she pressed her pussy onto Patels mouth, her hand reached down and stroked his head.

'mmmmmmmmmmmmm, Mr Patelllll', she cooed.'Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh that is so good, lick my little pussy, lick me, don't stop'

She started to rub her crotch against his face, stimulated by the hot breath of the asian and his tongue tip which dipped in and out of her hot hole his mouth sucking on her delicate petals as he sought out every drop of her honeydew