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Melody, Addison, Jonathan, Forrest, Peyton
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Melody follows behind her mom and stepdad, her stepbrother and sister running ahead of them. The family is out back-to-school shopping for the twins and shopping for Melody's first day of kindergarten. They have been shopping for the twins for half an hour, and Melody has been waiting patiently, but now she’s getting bored.
The family walks into the third clothing store of the day, Peyton and Forrest head over to the wall of backpacks while Addison and Jonathan walk toward the young girls' section with Melody right beside them. Addison looks around the racks and the displays until she finds something that she's okay with Melody going to school in.
"Here, try this on." Addison hands Melody a red dress before she turns to look for more outfits while Melody steps into the changing room.
Melody takes the dress from her mom's hands, running her fingers over the smooth fabric as she steps into the changing room. The tiny space is lined with a mirror on the left and a single hook to hang clothes on the right.
She carefully pulls off her blue smocked shirt and denim skirt, standing only in her pink underwear. The dress is simple, knee-length with a little ruffle at the hem and short puffy sleeves. It slips on easily, and Melody turns this way and that, watching the way the ruffles sway when she moves.
Melody steps out of the changing room, "Mom, look."
As Addison turns away from the rack of clothes she is examining to look at Melody, her attention is turned to Payton.
"I want this one." Peyton holds up a black Powerpuff girls backpack.
Addison glances at Melody's dress for a second before her eyes shift back to Peyton, "You already have a backpack."
"But this one is better." She holds it up a little higher, as if the extra two inches will make a difference to Addison. "And it matches my clothes." She says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"Jonathan..." Addison turns to her husband with a 'help me' look.
"Mom." Melody taps her mom on the hip.
"I don't care." Jonathan mumbles, looking at shirts.
"Alright, you can get it." Addison tells her excited stepdaughter, who quickly runs to find her brother.
Melody taps her mom on the hip again, "Mom."
"I heard you. Take this and try them on." Addison hands Melody three more dresses, shirts and pants, her attention already pulled back to the rack of clothes in front of her.
The clothes tumble into Melody's arms, and she trudges back into the changing room with her load. She tosses all the clothes onto the bench in the tiny room before stripping the red dress off.
Melody pulls on the pink plaid skort and a light gray shirt from the clothes that her mom had chosen. She takes a moment to examine her new outfit, twisting in front of the mirror to make sure it fits well. The skort fans out slightly when she twirls, the hem falling just above her knees.
She exits the changing room and stands in front of her mother, "Mom." She tugs on Addison's sleeve, pulling her from the conversation that she was having with Jonathan.
"Let me see." Addison turns around to look at her daughter, a small smile crossing her lips as she looks at Melody's clothes. "It looks great. Now go try on the rest of the clothes I gave you."
Melody walks back into the changing room and goes through all the clothes she had been handed. Once she is finished changing and trying on the new clothes, she exits the small changing room and finds her mom.
"All done." Melody gives Addison all the clothes.
"Pick out a backpack." Addison points her towards the wall of backpacks.
Melody wanders over to the wall of backpacks, running her hand over the smooth fabric. There's so many options. She stands there for a minute or so, and then her hand comes across one in particular, a fluffy pink My Melody backpack.
She holds the backpack in her arms as she runs back to her mom. She pulls on the sleeve of Addison's shirt, "Mom." She holds out the backpack, her face lit up in a bright smile.
Addison turns from the clothes she was sorting through, glancing at the backpack in Melody's arms.
"It's too small, and it'll be hard to clean. You're going to have to find a different one, Loddie." Her voice softens at the nickname.
Melody's shoulders slump, her smile fading a bit as she hangs the bag back on its hook. Her eyes scan the wall again, but none of them seem as exciting as the fluffy pink one.
"If Melody and Peyton get new backpacks, I want one." Forrest pipes up.
Jonathan sighs as he looks through shoes. "Fine, go pick one out too."
Forrest grins and immediately dashes toward the backpack he wants.
Melody watches Forrest grab a blue dinosaur backpack with green spikes, swinging it triumphantly over his shoulder. She turns back to the wall, her brown eyes scanning all the backpacks until she sees a pink My Melody and Kuromi bag that looks like a cake. Her face lights up, and she grabs it, running back to her mom.
"This one?" She asks, her voice hopeful.
Addison looks at the backpack in Melody's hands, then at her daughter's hopeful face. "Okay. You can get it." She gives Melody a small smile before taking the bag from her.
"Alright, go over to Jon to pick out some shoes." She gestures towards her husband.
Melody makes her way over to her stepdad, who is holding up a pair of black and red sneakers for Forrest to try on. She waits patiently for him to finish with Forrest, rocking back and forth on her heels.
"Alright," Jonathan says, clapping his hands together once Forrest is satisfied. "Which ones do you want to try first?" He asks Melody, gesturing toward the wall of shoes.
She points to a pair of white and pink high-top sneakers with sparkly laces. "Those."
Jonathan nods, grabs the shoe box, and kneels down to help Melody try on the shoes. He unties the laces on each shoe, and Melody slips her feet in. Jonathan helps her with the laces, his fingers brushing against her ankle.
"They look good. How do they feel? Are they comfortable?" He asks, looking up at her.
Melody nods, wiggling her toes inside the shoes. "Yeah."
"Good, let's pick out a few more." He stands up and leads her over to the wall of shoes. They end up picking out three more pairs of shoes, a pair of light-up sneakers, sandals, and boots.
Once everyone is done, the family heads to the checkout counter. The total comes out to be a little over two hundred dollars. Jonathan pays, and they all leave the store with their bags in hand. They decide to get some lunch before heading home.
The twins couldn't agree on what to eat, so to prevent a fight, Jonathan gets Peyton Panda Express, Forrest Chick-fil-A, and for himself, Melody, and Addison, Mexican food. They find a large table in the food court and settle down with their trays of food.
Melody sits between between Addison and Jonathan with the twins across from them. Her tray piled high with cheesy quesadillas and a side of rice and beans. Forrest mixes two different sauces for his nuggets while Peyton rolls her eyes at something he says and dips a spring roll into sweet sauce. Melody swings her legs under the table, humming to herself as she munches on her food. Jonathan reaches out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear his fingers linger just a moment on the sensitive skin behind her ear.
"How is it?" He asks softly, his thumb stroking the shell of her ear.
Melody leans into his touch, her eyes meeting his. "It's good." She says, her voice a little breathy.
Jonathan's lips curl into a small smile. "Good." He says before pulling away. "Are you excited for kindergarten?"
"Yeah, I get to see my friends every day." She smiles before adding. "And I get to wear my new clothes."
"You'll be the prettiest girl there." He winks at her.
Melody giggles, her cheeks flushing pink as she takes another bite of her quesadilla, a small smear of salsa at the corner of her lips. Jonathan leans over, wiping it away with the pad of his thumb. He sucks the salsa from his thumb before turning his attention to his wife when she starts talking to him.
Once everyone has finished eating, Addison pulls the kids and Jonathan from store to store for some last-minute stuff she remembered. Once all the school shopping is done, Addison leaves Forrest, Peyton, and Melody with Jonathan in the play area while she heads into a store to shop for herself.
Melody plays with the twins on the slides for a while until Peyton gets bored of playing with her and pulls Forrest with her to join kids their own age. Melody goes and sits on a bench, swinging her legs back and forth as she looks around at all the people around her.
Melody glances toward the play area entrance, where Jonathan sits on the phone. His gaze turns towards the play area, his eyes landing on Melody. He gives her a smile and a wink as he talks on the phone before looking away. Melody's heart flutters in her chest, a small smile forming on her face as before she hops off the bench to head towards him.
As she walks across the play area, something in a store display catches her eye, making her detour toward the large glass window. There, in the window of the clothing store, is a ruffled lavender dress with little embroidered daisies. It's the prettiest dress she has ever seen. She imagines herself twirling in it, the soft fabric floating around her like a cloud. She's so lost in her daydream that she doesn't notice the reflection of someone approaching her from behind until a shadow falls over her.
"See something you like?" A voice asks from behind her.
Melody turns to see a man standing there, smiling down at her. He looks nice, with kind blue eyes and a gentle face. She nods, pointing at the dress in the window.
"It's pretty." She says softly.
"It certainly is." The man says, his gaze shifting from the dress back to her. "Would you like to try it on?"
Melody's eyes widen in surprise. "Really?"
"Of course."
Melody hesitates for a moment. She knows she shouldn't go with a stranger, but the dress is so pretty, and the man seems so nice. She looks back at Jonathan, who is still deep in conversation, and then back at the man, who gives her an encouraging smile.
"Okay." She says, taking his outstretched hand.
The man chuckles, taking her small hand in his larger one. "Alright then. Let's go see if we can find it for you."
He leads her into the store, the bell above the door chiming as they enter. The store is quiet, with only a few other customers browsing the racks. The man leads her towards the back of the store, where the dresses are displayed. He finds the lavender dress easily, holding it up for her to see.
"Here we are. This should fit you." He says, a triumphant smile on his face. "Let's go try it on."
He leads her towards a hallway with several doors on each side, all marked with small, brass numbers. But he doesn't stop until they reach the end of the hallway where a door marked 'staff only' is. He unlocks it with a key from his pocket and opens it, gesturing for her to go inside.
The room is a decent size with two large couches, a coffee table, a wall-mounted TV, and a full-length mirror placed in front of one of the couches. The man closes the door behind them, the click of the lock echoing in the quiet room.
"Alright, let's see how it looks on you." He says, sitting on the couch. "Would you like help undressing?"
Melody considers this for a moment before nodding and moving to stand between his legs. He reaches out, his fingers finding the hem of her shirt, his fingers brushing against her belly as he does.
"What's your name, sweetie?" The man asks softly, slipping her shirt over her head.
"Melody.
"You're very pretty, Melody." He says as he starts to undo her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. "My name is Tyler."
"It's nice to meet you, Tyler."
Tyler's hands go to her hips, tracing her sides with feather-light touches. "The pleasure is all mine, Melody."
His eyes travel down her body, lingering on her chest before moving down to her stomach, and then lower. He runs his hand down the front of her panties, his finger tracing the seam, feeling the slight dampness there.
"Are you excited to try on the dress?" He asks, his voice low and husky.
Melody nods, her breath hitching as he continues to touch her. "Yes."
"Good, but we should take these off too, don't you think?"
He hooks his fingers in the waistband of her panties, slowly pulling them down her legs, revealing her hairless mound. He tosses the panties onto the growing pile of her clothes on the floor before leaning back to admire the view.
"You look even better without your clothes on, sweetie." He says, a smirk on his face.
Tyler then picks up the lavender dress, holding it out for Melody to step into. She does, her arms going through the short, puffy sleeves as he pulls the dress up over her body. He zips up the back, his fingers lingering on her spine before leaning back to look at her.
"It looks beautiful on you." He says, a genuine smile on his face.
Melody beams, twirling in front of the mirror, the ruffles of the skirt flying out around her. "I love it!" She says, her voice filled with excitement.
"I'm glad." Tyler says, his hands resting on her hips. His eyes meet hers in the mirror, a hungry look in them.
Melody's tan skin flushes, a small smile playing on her lips. She likes the way he's looking at her, the warmth in his voice, the gentle pressure of his hands on her hips. Tyler's hands slide down from her hips, tracing the curve of her thighs. He lifts the hem of the dress, slowly revealing more and more of her skin. His breath hitches as he exposes her, the fabric bunching up around her waist.
One of his hands slid down to her inner thigh while the other rests on her hip. His fingers brush against her, testing, teasing. A soft sigh escapes her lips, her hips swaying slightly.
Tyler smiles at her reaction, "You like that, don't you?"
Melody bites her lip, nodding as a jolt of pleasure runs through her. She feels a warmth spread through her lower belly, a pleasant ache that makes her want more.
His fingers continue their exploration while his other hand slides around to Melody's stomach, pulling her back so she's sitting on his lap. Melody settles onto Tyler's lap, the dress rucked up around her waist, his erection pressing against her backside. She can feel his breath hot against her neck as he nuzzles against her hair.
"Have you been touched here before?" Tyler murmurs, his fingers spreading her open, exposing the delicate pink flesh within.
Melody hesitates before nodding again. "Yes."
"Good girl," he praises, his thumb circling her clit. "Does it feel good when I touch you here?"
"Mhmm." She breathes, her head lolling back against his shoulder.
His fingers continue their work, stroking, teasing, and exploring. He presses a kiss to her neck, then another, his lips trailing up to her ear.
"Has anyone been in here?" He whispers, a finger rubbing slow circles around her entrance. "Inside this tight little hole?"
Melody's breath hitches, and she gives a small nod, her hands gripping onto his thighs. "A finger."
Tyler groans softly at her words, his cock twitching against her backside. "Just a finger, huh? And did you like it?"
"Yes." She admits, her face flushing.
He rewards her honesty by dipping a single finger inside her, just the tip, and Melody arches her back with a soft gasp. Tyler chuckles, pleased at her reaction. He starts moving his finger slowly, pulling out just to push back in again, his thumb never leaving her clit.
"You're so wet already," he murmurs against her ear. "Your little pussy is sucking at my finger."
Melody moans, her hips rocking slightly in time with his movements. Tyler increases the pace, curling his finger inside her, finding that sweet spot that makes her whimper and clench around him. His other hand slides up her body, cupping her breast through the fabric of the dress.
"You're such a good girl," he praises, thumb brushing over her nipple. "Taking my finger so nicely. Do you want another?"
Melody nods frantically, her breath coming in short gasps. Tyler adds a second finger, stretching her wider, the slick sound of her arousal filling the small room. He scissors his fingers inside her, stretching her just enough to make her bite her lip.
"Tyler." His name leaves Melody's lips as a soft whimper, her head lolling back against his shoulder.
"I know, sweetie. It feels good, doesn't it?" He murmurs, watching her reflection in the mirror. "Look how pretty you are like this. All flustered and turned on."
Tyler can't help but keep his focus on their reflection in the mirror. The little girl sits prettily on his lap, her dress bunched around her waist, her legs spread open with his fingers inside her. He can see the way her small chest rises and falls with each breath, the way her eyes are glazed over with pleasure. He wants to remember this. Wants to savor the sight of this beautiful little girl falling apart on his fingers.
His free hand goes to his pants to undo his zipper, pulling out his hard cock, flushed and leaking at the tip. He groans as he wraps his hand around himself, pumping slowly.
"Lift up for a second, sweetie." He tells her, pulling his fingers out of her.
Melody whimpers at the loss but does as she's told, lifting her hips up so he can position himself under her.
"There you go," Tyler groans, guiding her hips back down until her pussylips spread around his shaft. He keeps himself from entering her, simply letting her sit on him, her wetness coating his length.
Melody gasps at the new sensation, her hands flying to his thighs for support. She can feel the hard ridge of him rubbing against her clit with each rock of his hips, sending sparks of pleasure through her.
"Like that, hmm?" Tyler whispers, kissing her neck. "My cock feels good against your little cunny?"
"Mhmm," Melody breathes, her hips moving in small circles, seeking more friction. "So good."
"You're such a big girl."
Melody preens at the praise, her chest puffing out slightly. She likes being called a big girl, likes the warm feeling it gives her in her tummy. She rocks her hips a little harder, moaning when the head of his cock catches on her entrance.
She can feel herself getting wetter, her juices coating him, making it easier for her to slide against him.
Tyler groans, his hands on her hips guiding her movements. "That's it, sweetie. Ride me like that. Rub your pussy all over my cock."
Melody's movements become more confident, her hips rolling in a steady rhythm. She can feel the pressure building inside her, a tightening in her belly that promises release. Her breath comes in short pants, her fingers digging into his thighs.
"You're so close, aren't you?" Tyler murmurs, one of his hands sliding up to cup her breast again. "You're about to cum all over my cock, aren't you?"
Melody nods frantically, her eyes squeezed shut. "Please," she whimpers, not sure what she's begging for but needing something more.
"I know, sweetie. I know." He says, increasing the pressure of his thumb on her clit. "Let go. Cum for me."
Melody's body tenses, her back arching as a wave of pleasure washes over her. She cries out, her small body shuddering against him as her orgasm crashes through her. Tyler groans at the feeling of her pussy pulsing against him, and it's enough to push him over the edge too. He grunts, his hips bucking up as he spills himself all over her, his cum coating her pussy and thighs.
Melody slumps against him, her body limp and boneless in the aftermath. Tyler holds her close, pressing soft kisses to her neck and shoulders as they both catch their breath.
"You did so good, sweetheart." He praises, rubbing her back in slow circles. "So good."
Melody hums contentedly, her mind still hazy with pleasure.
He presses a kiss to her shoulder, then gently lifts her off his lap, setting her on the couch. He tucks himself back into his pants before kneeling down in front of her and spreading her legs. Tyler grabs his phone from his pocket, opening the camera. He takes several pictures of her spread out before him, a mixture of his cum and her juices glistening on her pussy and thighs.
"Such a pretty little mess." He murmurs, more to himself than to her.
He then puts his phone away and helps her clean up with some tissues from a box on the coffee table. Once she's all clean, he helps her get dressed, sliding her panties up her legs and then her skirt and shirt.
Tyler takes the dress she had been wearing and puts it in a bag with the store logo on it, handing it to Melody. "Here you go, sweetie. A gift from me."
Melody's eyes light up, taking the bag from him with a grin. "Thank you!"
"You're very welcome." He smiles, ruffling her hair. "Now, let's get you back to the play area before your family starts to worry."
He leads her out of the staff room and back into the main part of the store. The bell above the door chimes as they exit, and the bright light of the mall makes Melody blink. She can see Jonathan still on the phone by the play area, his back to them.
Tyler gives her a wave before heading back into the store. Melody clutches the bag with the dress in it as she walks back towards the play area, a small spring in her step.
When she reaches the bench where Jonathan is sitting, he's just ending his call. He glances up at her, a smile on his face.
"Hey, Mel." Jonathan takes her hand. "Let's go check on your mom and see if she's done, yeah?"
Melody nods as they walk towards the store Addison had gone into. The store is brightly lit, filled with racks of women's clothing and accessories. Melody can see her mom towards the back of the store, browsing through a rack of shoes. Jonathan leads Melody towards her, their fingers still intertwined.
"Almost done, Addy?" Jonathan asks, wrapping an arm around Addison's waist as he kisses her cheek.
"Yes, just let me take these off." She gestures at the dark blue pumps on her feet. Addison slips off her shoes and puts on the pair she came in with, handing the pumps to the cashier at the counter. Once she pays, the family leaves the store.
After calling for Forrest and Peyton from the play area, Jonathan leads the family through the mall, out to the parking lot, and to their car.
Once they're all buckled in, the car ride home is mostly silent, the twins absorbed in their phones, and Melody looking out the window, watching the scenery blur by, her mind replaying the events from the store.