Life in Plastic, it’s Fantastic
During high school, my daddy made me get a summer job at a lingerie store. Well, it was the 4th of July and I was working late. I was so used to seeing the mannequins naked. They were perfect in every way. A life-size Barbie. I would have to undress and then dress them again. It would turn me on to see that shiny sexy plastic body, they all had perfect tits. The perfect woman. I wanted to be just like them.
The summer was here and my asshole boss made me work another night shift. The store was hot, so I had taken off my blouse and pantyhose. Anyway, I kept working, folding panties, and looking forward to dressing the new mannequins. Then here come’s my asshole boss, to check up on me. He was an older businessman. Handsome in a rugged way. But I knew what he wanted.
I kept working as he stood over me.
Watching my every move. By every move, I mean my body. He was not here to see how well I did my job but to try and fuck me. It seemed like every boy and man wanted my little teen pussy. I would normally accommodate them but tonight seemed different. He seemed off.
So I continued to do my job as he watched me. I felt fully exposed, and I knew he could tell. As I worked I could hear some rustling coming from the back. I ignored it as long as I could but my curiosity got the best of me, and I am glad it did.
I was almost done with my shift. The store looked amazing and so did the mannequins. So I finally went to the back to satisfy my curiosity. I walked into the storage room. It was filled with shiny new mannequins. They all looked at me like they could see right through my innocent smile, and could see my deep inner fantasies. I walked all the way to the back of the storage room.
I saw two silhouettes, one was my boss, and the other one was aesthetically perfect in every way. As I approached him I could see him and the silhouette fucking. As my eyes adjusted to the dark I could clearly see that he was having sex with a Plastic mannequin. I let out a loud gasp and he looked up at me. His eyes locked on mine as he kept thrusting in and out of a hole he had made between the mannequin’s legs. Then he turned back to the mannequin.
“Lucy.” He said.
“What?” I replied.
“Her name is Lucy. Why don’t you come over and meet her.”
So I did. As I walked over I saw him pull out a strap-on and put it on Lucy.
“Come try her out.”
Without saying a word I slipped off my clothes and started to ride Lucy. Her blank face looked up at me. I brushed my hands across her perfect body. I rode her like this for a good twenty minutes. While the entire time my boss took photos with his Polaroid camera. The photos were spread all across the floor. My boss then decided to join in. He got behind me and started to pound my ass.
It went on like this all night. Both of us took turns with Lucy and then each other. Let’s just say…I never complained about working the night shift again.
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