Date: Fri, 21 Aug 2015 09:36:49 -0400
From: user459@mail.com
Subject: Meg's Bike 4

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*"I guess we could both get into trouble," she reasoned.  "I won't tell
anybody, but do you think I could bring my cousin over to have her bike
adjusted?  I think she'd like that."  There was a twinkle in her eye as she
said that.  I wasn't sure what she was thinking, but I think I liked the
idea.  *

*When we both we dressed and presentable, I opened the garage door and
watched her sail down the street on her newly adjusted bike.  *

It was two days without seeing my little biker.  I had plenty of projects
to catch up on in the shop before the weekend, though I would have eagerly
put any of them aside for the chance to get one good whiff of Meg's bicycle
seat.  That thought kept me going through Friday.

Saturday, I stumbled out to the garage with my second cup of coffee and
picked up where I left off on my last project.  I was polishing hardware on
my buffing wheel, concentrating of the spinning cloth wheel and the nickel
plated hardware in my gloved hands.  The whining sound of the buffer motor
masked most of the noises outside.  During a lull in the buffing, I thought
I heard something.  I shut the buffer motor off.

There is was again, a thumping on my garage door.

"Mr. Mike...Mr. Mike!" came from the other side of the door.  I hit the
garage door opener and watched as two little girls and two little bikes
came into view from the bottom up.  Flip Flops, then bare ankles, then bare
legs, then two summer dresses, until they came into view.  Meg had her pink
bike and the other little girl had a red one.  She was a little smaller
than Meg, but her bike looked too big for her.  I could see that the seat
was way higher than her crotch.  There was no way she could easily mount it
without standing on something or jumping up in it.

"Hi, Meg," I said, "and Hi,..."  I looked to Meg for an introduction.

"Sorry," Meg stammered, "this is Laura, my cousin."  I motioned for them to
wheel their bikes into the garage and hit the button to close the door.

"So, Meg," I said, "How's the bike working out for you?"

"It's just amazing, Mike!" she chattered on.  "I feel a lot safer now and
don't wobble so much.  Sometimes I feel like I'm going as fast as the wind!"


"Does everything feel comfortable now?" I asked.

"Oh yeah," she said.  "The seat is perfect and the handlebars are way
comfortable.  And after you oiled it, the chain is smooth and quiet.  Not
like Laura's.  She can barely ride it."  Meg put her kickstand down and
settled her bike into position and walked toward Laura's.   "Her Mom got it
at a tag sale and it's a little too big for her."

"Let me take a look," I said.  I kneeled down by the bike as saw, besides
the fact that it was dirty and a bit rusty in places, that it was an
awkward fit for Laura.  I looked at the little girl and back to the bike.  I
think we could make it right. She had that desperate and hopeful look in
her eyes.

I turned to Meg.  "Did you tell her how we do this?  I mean, with the
measurements and all?" I asked, giving her a little wink.

"Oh yes," she answered.  "I told her about it and she is ready for whatever
you need to do.  We also told our Mom's we were getting our bikes adjusted
today.  My Mom told my aunt that you did wonders with my bike.  She was all
for it."

"OK, let's take a look," I said.  "Can you put the kickstand down and stand
over here for me, please, Laura?"  She did and I motioned for her to come
closer as I grabbed the tape measure from the bench.  First, I measured
from the seat to the floor, then from the seat to the lowest point of the
pedal's travel.  Then I went to Laura's side and measured from the floor to
that point between her legs.  I heard both girls giggle a little as my hand
approached Laura's crotch, and then Laura flinched when I made initial
contact between her legs.  I kept the material of her sundress between my
hand and her pussy.  I lingered as long as I could until I got the
measurement.

"Am I too small for this bike?" Laura asked in her little girl voice.

"How old are you, Laura?" I asked.

"I'm almost nine and a half," she said.  She seemed a little small for her
age, just as Meg was probably a little big for her age.

"It's not really a problem," I said.  "The bike is the right size; it just
needs to be adjusted to fit you."  I used the measurement I got from her
body to figure where the seat should be on the bike and went to the toolbox
for a wrench.  I could hear the girls whispering, but didn't catch what
they were saying and giggling about.  I loosened the seat's bolt and
wiggled it until it slid down to where I thought it should be, and
tightened it back up.

"OK, Laura," I announced, "Hop on."  I put the kickstand up and held the
bike for her as she stepped through the frame and perched over the seat.  It
was still a stretch for her to get her bottom up onto the seat with her
feet on the ground, so I helped her off and lowered the seat a smidgen.   "Now,
try it again."  I held the bike with one hand and her arm with the other to
steady her.  This time, she was able to sit on the seat and keep the bike
upright by standing on her tiptoes.

"That's better!" she said.  "I could never do that before."  I had her get
off one more time and lowered the seat to the lowest point it could go.  When
she got back on, she looked more comfortable.

"Do you mind if I check the fit?" I asked.  She shook her head no and I got
the impression that she knew what was coming.  She lifted herself up off
the seat a bit as I slid my hand between the seat and her crotch, this time
without the fabric of her sundress in the way.  I felt bare flesh!  Laura
settled her pussy right down on my hand as I felt back and forth to check
the clearance between her and the seat.  It was warm and moist in that
space between her legs.  I looked over and Meg had her hand under her
sundress, checking her own "clearance"!  Clearly, this was a well-rehearsed
performance.

Now that she could stand upright with the bike, I had her reach for the
handlebars.  They needed to be lowered and also adjusted in toward her.  When
they seemed right, I tightened them up and sent her on a test ride.  Meg
stayed back with me.

"Did you tell her not to wear panties?" I asked.

"Yes," she answered.  "We took them off on the way over here, and left them
in the bushes."

"And she knows what we did here before?" I asked.

"Not everything, but she's OK with it, we've done stuff before," she
said.  "She
won't say anything to anyone."  Just then, Laura came wheeling back into
the shop.

"Wow, I can ride it now!" she exclaimed.  "It fits pretty good."  I had her
straddle the bike again to check for the fit.  This time, I boldly cupped
her little bare pussy and she let out a little moan.  She knew this was
coming.  I ran my finger along her little slit and up to the top of the
crease.  She jumped a bit when I hit that tender spot at the top.

"I think it's just about perfect," I said as I brought my fingers up to my
nose.  The sweet smell of young pussy was intoxicating.

"Can I check, too?" asked Meg.  I stepped aside and Meg ran her little hand
up between Laura's legs and rubbed on her pussy.  She mimicked my actions
and brought her hand to her face to sniff the essence of Laura.  They both
giggled when she did that.  Laura reached out and put her hand up Meg's
dress and repeated our actions.  They giggled so much; I thought Laura was
going to fall off her bike!  I helped her off and put the kickstand down.

"Do you mind if I see what you were giggling about," I asked.

"I don't mind," Meg said.  "Do you, Laura?"  Laura shook her head.  The
next thing I knew, Meg climbed up on the workbench by stepping on the stool
and helped Laura up there beside her.  She pulled her little sundress over
her head and reached over and did the same with Laura's.  Laura watched as
Meg leaned back and spread her legs apart, and then she did the same.

I couldn't believe my eyes!  Here were two little bald pussies looking up
at me.  I didn't know which one to attack first, so I took one in each hand.
I reached for Meg's with my left hand and found it already moist.  My
finger slid around in her little channel.  My right hand cupped Laura's
little mound and I rubbed up and down her slit until it moistened and
opened up to my finger invasion.  Both girls were squirming on the benchtop.
I let go long enough to reach for my stool and pulled it up in front of
Laura.  I had already tasted Meg, so it was time to get a little Laura
flavor on my tongue.  As I leaned forward, I put my hand back on Meg's
pussy and slid my finger part way in.  I licked all around little Laura's
bald mound before digging my tongue into her trench.  She sighed as I
swiped my tongue over her sweet spot and gasped as I thrust my tongue as
deep as I could into her hole.  I replace my tongue with my finger and then
slid over to attack Meg's pussy with my tongue.  Both girls were moaning
and squirming by now.

I remembered that I still had a camera and tripod set up from a metal
polishing video I made for YouTube, so I dragged the tripod over and took a
minute to set up the camera and focus just on their crotch areas.  I hit
record and let it go while I alternated between eating the two pussies
before me.

Meg was the first to cry out as she came.  Her whole body seemed to vibrate
as she arched her back and pushed into my face.  I switched over to Laura
and it wasn't long before she had her cummy.  Not as spectacular as Meg's,
but then, she seemed a bit more reserved anyway.

Both were breathing hard and their eyes were glazed as I sat up and helped
them off the workbench.  I reached over and turned off the camera.  Laura
pulled Meg over and whispered in her ear.

"Laura wants to know if we can see yours now," she explained.  Meg walked
boldly up to me and grabbed my shorts by the elastic waistband.  I wasn't
wearing any underwear either, and was hard as a rock, so Mr. Happy stood up
tall and proud as the shorts pooled around my feet.  I heard Laura gasp.

"Wow!" she exclaimed, "It's huge and hairy!"

"I think it's very nice," said Meg as she took hold of it like an old
friend.  "If you go back and forth on it like this, Mike likes it.  You
might even get a surprise."  She winked at me.  She took Laura's little
hand and placed it next to hers on my cock.  I almost died at the
sight!  Together,
they started wanking my cock.  I was in heaven.

"Watch this," Meg said as she bent down and took the head of it into her
mouth.  Laura's jaw just about hit the floor.

"What does it taste like," she asked.

"It doesn't taste like anything bad," she assured her, "just like when you
stick your finger in your mouth."  She motioned for her to come closer and
try it.  She held my dick out to her and she took a tentative lick.  It
didn't turn her off, so she stretched me smaller mouth around the knob.  It
was a little awkward and tough for her.

Meg signaled for her to stop and took over her spot.  She took to it like
an old pro.  As she sucked, she took Laura's hand and put it on my dick and
showed her how to move it back and forth, stroking me as she blew me.

"Meg," I said, "I think the surprise is coming very soon!"  I felt the
tingle start in my balls and move up my dick.  She showed no signs of
stopping, so I just let it happen.  The first two squirts went directly
into her mouth, and then she pulled off so Laura could see what was
happening.  Her eyes got wide when she saw the white stuff shoot over Meg's
shoulder and then dribble down over both their little hands.

"What the heck was that?" she said.

"That's the stuff I told you about," Meg explained.  "It's the stuff that
makes babies in big girls.  It also helps little girls like us to grow up
faster."  Laura seemed to accept her explanation and tentatively licked at
the spooge on her hand.

"It tastes weird!" she said, "Not bad, but weird."

"There's some more here," Meg said as she help out my dick toward her.  Laura
dutifully licked it off my now oversensitive head.

"Time to get dressed, little ones, "I said as I pulled up my shorts.  The
girls pulled on their sundresses and waited for more instructions.  "Now
ride down to where you left your panties and bring them back here." I
opened the garage door for them.   They both mounted their bikes and took
off down the driveway.

Several minutes later, they were back, holding their panties in their hands.
I invited them in again and closed the door.

"You don't have to put them on right away," I said.  Let's clean up these
bikes and lubricate Laura's."  I sprayed both bikes down with detailing
spray and handed them each a rag.  While they cleaned and rubbed the dirt
off, I oiled Laura's chain and hubs.  "Now, one more test ride and then
come back and I'll let you go."  They hopped on their bikes and took off
again, this time, turning left to the opposite end of the street.  It's a
cul0de-sac, so they were back in no time.  They wheeled into the garage
together and hopped off, putting their kickstands down.

"How is everything, Laura," I asked.

"Just perfect!" she said and she ran over to me to hug me.  I kneeled down
and took her into my arms.  Meg joined us and I hugged them both, being
sure to feel their bare little bums in my hands.  As we separated, I took
the panties from their hands.

"Do you mind if I keep these?" I asked.  They both grinned and shook their
heads.