Note: This is story no.9 in the Erica series. It begins with 'Erica's First Striptease'. Then 'Erica's First Night at the Club'. Then 'Erica Needs Her Daddy'. Then 'Erica Does Some Modeling'. Then 'Erica's First Date' and then 'Erica and the Private Detective'. Then 'Erica's Daddy Tells her the Truth'. And then 'Erica Steals Some Panties'. This story is the next one in the series, hope u enjoy it!!!
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Erica thought that the panties she had stolen from the shop -- the ones the store detective had allowed her to keep -- were the prettiest panties she had ever seen.
But she knew she wouldn't ever be brave enough to steal any more. Not even in the way the store detective had suggested.
She sat on her bed in a short pink summer dress, wondering what to do.
With only one pair of panties to wear.
Tiny little black lace panties.
She had put them on the bed beside her. All crumpled and wet from being inside her pussy.
"I'd better wash them," she said at last, "otherwise I'll have nothing to wear when I go out and look for work!"
She picked them up and went out of her bedroom. The laundry was at the back of the house. Erica ran some warm water into the sink and added some washing fluid, watching the bubbles form on the surface. Then she put her panties into the soapy water and began to wash them.
When she had finished, she rinsed them out and stepped outside. It was a windy day and the hem of her short dress fluttered around the tops of her bare thighs. She went over to the washing line in the back garden and stood on her tiptoes, reaching up to take hold of a peg.
"Oh...ohhh!" she cried, as a gust of wind lifted her short dress right up over her perfect little bare bottom.
Erica tried to push her dress down, but she couldn't do that and hang her panties up on the washing line at the same time.
"I...I hope no one is looking..." she said to herself, as she let her dress go and took hold of the peg. "Oh, I do wish I had some more panties to wear!"
But someone WAS looking.
Her neighbour.
Mr Wood.
He was staring at the young girl through a hole in the fence.
He could see everything. Her gloriously round ass cheeks. Her thighs. And -- as she turned to hang her tiny panties on the washing line -- the smooth shaven V of her teenage pussy.
His cock was already in his hand.
And as he watched the girl, he began to work his hand quickly up and down the swollen shaft...
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Erica went inside the house, smoothing her short dress down over her pussy and thighs.
"I can't go out until my panties are dry..." she said to herself. "But there's nothing to eat in the house...and...and I've got no money left...nothing at all! What shall I do?"
She suddenly remembered the elderly man who lived next door.
He always seemed so friendly.
Mr...what was his name? Mr...Mr Wood.
Yes. Mr Wood.
"Maybe if I ask nicely," she said, "he'll give me something to eat..."
She went to the bathroom and brushed her hair and smoothed down her dress. Then she picked up the house keys and went outside, locking the door behind her.
She walked out the front gate and went over to the neighbour's driveway. It was still windy and she held down her dress as she went up to the front door...
...and rang the bell.
After a moment, the door opened.
An elderly man stood there. In his dressing gown.
"M-Mr Wood?" Erica said, trying to smile sweetly.
"Yes...yes, my dear..." he said, staring at the girl.
He could hardly believe it. The beautiful girl he had been watching for so long.
"I...I'm Erica...from next door..." she said. "I...I haven't got anything in the house to eat and...and...um...I've lost my purse and I don't have any money. I wondered if...if you could help me..."
Mr Wood smiled to himself. He looked at the girl.
She was beautiful.
And her dress...so tight...and short...the flimsy fabric hugging the curves and swells of her soft young body.
"Ah...yes...yes...of course, my dear!" he said, after a moment. "Come in...you must be starving!"
He ushered the girl in, closing the door behind her, and led her into the kitchen.
"Perhaps you would like some tea?" he asked.
"Um...oh...yes, please..." Erica said. "Can I make it?"
Mr Wood smiled.
"The kettle has just boiled, my dear," he said. "I'll make it while you get my special tea cups...it's a special occasion...they're on the top of the cupboard...up there!"
Erica looked up and saw two blue patterned tea cups on the top of a large cupboard. There was a small stepladder beside the cupboard, so as Mr Wood prepared the tea she pulled it over and climbed onto it.
There were three small steps on the ladder. But when Erica stood on the top she had to reach right up to get hold of the cups.
And as she did so, her short little dress lifted right up over her bare bottom.
Mr Wood stood behind her and admired the lovely sight.
Her perfect thighs and her gloriously round ass cheeks.
And in between her legs...the soft pink lips of the underside of her pussy...and the tiniest glimpse of her puckered asshole...
Erica reached up and took hold of the tiny handle of one of the tea cups.
"Shall I pass it down to you?" she asked, looking back at Mr Wood.
"Y-yes...sure, baby..." he said, stepping closer.
She passed the tea cup down to him and he took it and put it on the table. Then he stood beside her again as she reached up to the second tea cup.
Suddenly the stepladder moved...just a little...
"Oh...ohhh!" Erica cried, trying to keep her balance as she reached up to the top of the cupboard and tried to take hold of the tea cup.
"Let me help you, my dear..." said Mr Wood, eagerly.
He got behind her and pushed the back of her dress up around her waist, holding her tight.
Her bare ass cheeks were just inches away from his face.
"Oh...ohhhhh..." Erica gasped, still trying to regain her balance on the rickety stepladder. "Oh...my dress...please...I'm not wearing any panties..."
She felt Mr Wood's hands around her waist, pulling her back against him...
"So fucking pretty...no panties on...so fucking hot!" he cried, as he held her close.
Erica bit her lower lip. She could feel his hands on her...around her waist...his fingers slipping behind her...touching the soft flesh of her round young ass cheeks...
...as she took hold of the tea cup...reaching up as high as she could...her fingers slipping through the tiny handle.
"Oh...ohhhhh...please!" she cried, suddenly losing her balance.
The tea cup fell out of her hand and smashed into pieces against the kitchen floor.
And she fell back against Mr Wood, her bare ass cheeks pushing against his face.
"You little slut...you've broken my best cup!" he said, angrily pushing her forwards...against the cupboard door.
"I...I didn't mean to, honestly!" she cried. "It slipped out of my hand!"
But Mr Wood was busily pulling the back of her short dress up high around her waist, feasting his wicked eyes on her glorious young ass cheeks.
So round and perfect and naked.
He gave a little cry and pushed his face against them...burying his nose and mouth and chin in the smooth crevice in between the two luscious globes.
"Oh...ohhhhh...no...please...no!" Erica cried, her body pressed close against the hard wooden cupboard.
She struggled and tried to step down from the ladder, but Mr Wood held her tight against the cupboard door...smothering her ass cheeks with kisses...his mouth finding the tight little opening of her pink asshole...his tongue already exploring the tender love slit as his hands slipped around the front of her thighs...his fingers touching the smooth flesh of her shaven pussy mound...her cunt slit...her soft, tender love petals.
"Oh...please...d-don't do that, Mr Wood!" Erica gasped. "I'm sorry I broke your tea cup, honest I am!"
But Mr Wood took no notice. His fingers slipped in between her legs and he began to finger her pussy lips...teasing them...peeling them open...spreading them apart as he explored the opening of her tight asshole with his tongue.
"Oh...please...no...not there!" Erica gasped, as she felt the puckered ring of her asshole swell and open...the tip of his tongue suddenly sliding inside her...
"Mmmnnnn...mnnnnnnnn..." he groaned, pushing his tongue into the tight little passage of her teenage asshole. "Mmmnnn...oh fuck...mmmnnnn...so good...mmnnnnn...mnnnnnnn!"
Erica whimpered softly, unable to stop herself from pushing her bare ass cheeks back against his face...her hand slipping down between her legs to touch his fingers.
"P-please..." she moaned, already gasping for breath. "Oh...please...no...oh...ohhhh...my asshole...please...don't eat my asshole like that, Mr Wood...please don't eat my asshole!"
She touched his hand in between her legs...her fingers brushing against the wet cunt petals...taking them from Mr Wood's hand...holding them apart for him...his fingers already sliding inside her...two fingers...pushing up into her wet fuckhole...
"Oh...ohhhh...please..." she gasped, unable to control herself. "Oh...my cunt...my cunt and ass...oh please...no...please don't finger-fuck my hot pussy...please...oh...oh...ohhh...my asshole...oh fuck...your tongue...inside me...and your fingers...oh...oh please...faster...oh...oh please...finger-fuck me...please...ohhhh...my cunt and ass...oh fuck...fuck...my cunt...my cunt and asshole...I'm going to cumm...oh...oh please...oh...oh...ohhh...I'm cumming...I'm cumming!"
She gave a tiny cry and pushed herself back against Mr Wood's face, her pussy suddenly swelling and contracting as she climaxed...
...her cunt squeezing Mr Wood's fingers tightly...
...her juices oozing out of her pussy and trickling down over his hand...
Mr Wood groaned and eased his tongue out of Erica's hot little asshole.
