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STEALING: Some of that!


I work as a Security Guard at one of the local malls 
As a new policy to assist our stores since everyone is
running with minimal staff, when a shoplifter has been
apprehended by a store employee, we now go to the store and take
the recovered merchandise and the shoplifter to our security
office, and call the police.  The store employee then goes back
to the store, leaving the suspect with us, and the police can go
to the store after to interview the employee. There are always at
least two guards in the office when a suspect is in custody, so
if there is any questions about our actions, it's always two
against one.... and that's in our favour!

Take for instance the first Saturday in January.  One of the
larger stores apprehended a teenage, female shoplifter, and
turned her over to our custody.  This is the type of shoplifter
we love to have in our custody, because we can have some fun!

This particular Saturday, the shoplifter was about 15, and real
pretty... she appeared to be fully developed, if you know what I
mean... nice tits, and what looked like a real nice body.  She
was wearing a snug-fitting T-shirt, with one of those stretchy-
type body hugging bras. That, plus her nipples that streched out
the material, were clearly visible through her T-shirt.  She was
wearing close to skin-tight jeans, the ones with the five buttons
instead of the zipper for a fly, and a loose fitting coat.  The
makeup she had stolen was recovered from an inside pocket of her
coat.  Too bad, for the sake of less than $8, that she got
caught.

The other guard, Jim, was on with me, so the timing was perfect.
We only do this every so often, so if there is a complaint, when
Jim and I are interviewed separately, our stories match.

We both went to the store for the shoplifting report, taking the
girl into custody.  She went to the security office with us
without argument, knowing that she had, indeed, been "caught in
the act."

Once we returned to the security office, we left the suspect in
an interrogation room.  We talked in the outer room for a moment,
deciding this was one of those opportune times.....let the fun
begin!

We had not yet called the Police for a response yet, so we knew
we had some time to kill.  We went into the interrogation room,
that had only a table and three chairs.  Pretty sparse, with not
even a picture on the wall, except for two anti-shoplifting
posters (how appropriate!).  We asked the girl for
identification.  She had none, nut said she was actually 14,
(turning 15 in a couple of months) and her name was Michelle.

"Well, Michelle", said Jim, "we have to search you to determine
if you have any other goods on you.  Stand up, face the wall and
put your hands on the wall, shoulder length apart.  Move your
feet back a bit, and spread your feet shoulder length apart."
She complied with our request.

Jim started to "search" our subject.  Starting with the
shoulders, he felt under her arms, and down her sides, patting as
he went.  He crouched, patting her down her hips, and down her
left leg.  Then, starting from the waist again, he patted her
down the right leg.  So far, all according to the regulations
that make sure the suspect is not armed.  Then Jim stood up, and
reached around, under her arms, placing one hand on each tit.
"What are you doing?" she demanded.  "Stop That!" and she moved
her arms to stop Jim.  He grabbed her arms, and spun her around.
"We're in charge here, and we'll do what ever we want.  Assume
the position again!"  She did as Jim demanded.  Jim had her move
her feet back a little farther, so she was in an awkward
position, and couldn't move her hands from the wall, without
falling against the wall.  He then proceeded to pull her T-Shirt
from her pants.  She started to talk, but Jim told her to shut
up.  She was again quiet.  Jim reached up under her T-Shirt,
sliding his hand over her bra.  (Jim always liked that stretchy,
lycra material!).  Jim then told her to stand up, and turn
around.  She did, and Jim whipped off the T-shirt, almost before
Michelle realized what was happening.  Up 'til now, I had been
sitting at the table, just enjoying watching all this.  It was my
turn to talk.  "Michelle," I said, "you are under arrest for
shoplifting.  We haven't called the police yet, and we could say
that we didn't have enough evidence to hold you.  I guess it all
depends on how good you are.  Are you good at following
commands?"  She nodded.  "Good.  Take off your Bra."  Jim just
about choked.  We were usually a little more subtle than that,
but I wanted to see how co-operative Michelle would really be.
It sure looked good... She reached up to her shoulders and slid
the straps down over her shoulders, and unclipped the clip on her
bra, lifting it off.  Her tits were gorgeous!  I'd guess about
34B, nice and firm, with gorgeous pinkish nipples.  The coloured
areola around the nipple was light brown and the cool air in the
security office made the nipples stick out.... the term
"headlights" immediately came to mind.  "Very Nice" I said.
"Come over here."  She walked over to me, with her arms folded
across her chest.  I lifted her arms away without any hesitation
from her.  "Have you ever had your tits sucked?" She didn't
verbally answer, but nodded "no".  "I think you'll like it!" I
said, and proceed to take her left nipple in my mouth.  Wow! I
haven't had such a young, firm nipple in my mouth in a long time!
I sucked and licked, and indeed, she did like it!  She pushed her
chest forward toward me, causing me to suck harder on her firm
nipple.  I lifted my mouth off her tit and said, "Gee... we don't
want the other side to get jealous...!" Jim chucked softly as I
took the other nipple in my mouth and offered the same treatment.

"Just to show you we're not really bad guys, we'll let you suck
our cocks"  Michelle said that was OK, she really didn't want to.
"But we insist!"  I unzipped my uniform, and pulled out my cock,
now nice and hard, and with my hand softly pushed her head toward
me.  She gingerly placed her lips on my knob, then went to pull
back.  I held the back of her head, and with a quick little push,
she had most of my cock in her mouth.  "Suck me!" and she started
to suck.  Not real hard, but she was getting the hang of it.  I
started bucking back and forth, and my cock slid back and forth
in her mouth.  I didn't want to come in her mouth (might leave
evidence for later) so I pulled out before I went over the edge.

Jim said, "My turn next!"  Michelle complied, and it was obvious
that 1) she liked what she was doing and 2) was getting the hang
of it real well, since Jim told her to use her tongue, and he was
obviously really enjoying what she was doing.

Jim then said, "You know, it's not fair that you've had our pants
down, but you still have your on!"  Michelle shook her head no...
she didn't want us to take off her pants.  When Jim went for her
button fly, she backed off.  I grabbed her, and held her arms,
while Jim unbuttoned each of the five brass buttons.  (I always
found those button flys really sexy).  "Michelle, have you every
had a guy in your pants?" She said that, once when she was nine,
a neighbour and her had pulled their pants down and touched each
other, but nothing other than that.  "Well, we'll be EXTRA
gentle...." Jim said with a grin.  While I continued to hold her
arms, Jim slowly worked her jeans down over her slim hips.  She
was wearing low cut bikini panties, cut low enough for us to
already know that she was a natural blonde.  Jim proceeded to run
his fingers around the top band of her panties, occasionally
sliding his fingers underneath the elastic band, by about an inch
or so.  Each time he slid his fingers back and forth around the
waistband, they slipped a little lower. And lower.  Finally, they
were down just past the top of her slit.  Her blonde hair, not
being very thick, didn't hide much.  Her clit didn't protrude
from her slit, and boy! she looked great in the buff!

We made Michelle step out of her jeans and panties, which were
down around her ankles.  Then since I was still holding her arms,
Jim pick up her legs and we laid her down, on her back, on the
table.  I let go of her hands, after she promised not to fight
back.  She knew she was locked in anyway, so any attempt to flee
was futile.

Jim commanded her to lift her knees, and spread her legs.  With
his left hand, he placed his index finger on the left side of her
slit, just below the clit.  His middle finger on the right side.
Then he gently pressed down, and spread his fingers.  Her slit
opened up, exposing her inner lips, and at the top, a nice, rich,
firm, budding clitoris.  Jim licked his right index finger, then
gently touched the tip of Michelle's clit.  He then swirled it
around, and flicked it back and forth.  Obviously, Michelle was
starting to enjoy this.  As he started to pull his hand away, she
yelled "Don't stop!" and grabbed his hand to keep him from
pulling away.  So far, I have had a pretty passive roll in all
this, and I wanted some action, too!

I told Jim to stant behind her head, and hold her legs from
behind her knees, up and apart, so I could get into her cunt.
From my position, I had a total view of her cunt, spread open,
all the way around to her asshole.  I bent over and gave her
clit, and the rest of her slit a good, wet series of licks to
lubricate her.  Then two fingers from my left hand went deep into
her cunt.  I watched her cunt lips form around my fingers, and
heard a slow moan from her as I worked her cunt.  I worked my two
fingers in and out, slowly increasing the speed of my activity.
Michelle started to moan and get even wetter than she was.  I
watched her cunt swallow my fingers over and over again.  Her
light blond hair hardly concealed anything.  When she started to
lift her hips wiht each of my thrusts, I knew she was close to
cumming.... I told Jim to hold her real tightly, and while still
fingering her, I bent over and sealed my lips on her clit.  He
went over the edge with a wild orgasm, bucking her hips and
thrusting up and down to make sure I was in as deep as I could
go.  "Fuck me!" she screamed.  Although I wanted to stick my cock
into her right then and there, I was still concerned about
evidence.  "Come back and see us... and we'll both fuck you!" Jim
told her.    We calmed her down, and told her to get up and get
dressed, while we watched.  She slowly and seductively dressed,
then walked over to us and put one of her hands on each of us.
"I take it you'r going to let me off, if I promise to come back
and fuck both of you, right?"

How could we refuse?  We were both on duty again the following
weekend, and we made an "appointment" for her to come back and
finish her "restitution".  That's another story!

So, for all you hot little snatches out there, remember,
shoplifting can get you into more trouble (and more trouble
"in"to you) than you barhain for!

By the way, 'Jim's name has been changed to protect his identity.