A schoolgirl 's lustfulness

Susan Edward Williams Morley crept through the bushes, searching for the hockey clod that the keeper had let pillow slip through her digit. The smoke was recollective and wet here and soaked her pegleg above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her short, pleated sport skirt. It was an impossible project, and she found herself beyond the bushes and against the tall chain-link fencing that surrounded the school playing fields, well hidden from the hockey game game continuing behind her. Finding the ball was n't the sole reason she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fence and her navy- blue angel panties around her knees, Sharon Butler was heaving herself onto the cock of the man in the brown trench-coat who was thrusting furiously into her from the other incline of the fence.

Sharon had disappeared a lot during fun object lesson, and Susan was determined to find out why. Her eyes met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed verbal expression of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping cunt. He was old and emaciated with thinly, bony legs visible through the flock of his coat. He smiled at her through gritted teeth as his passion slowly ebbed.

Susan felt a chill run down her spine.

'Like what you see, cunt ?'He grinned.

'Susan ! You fucking piffling whore !'Screamed Sharon lunging for her.

Too shocked to move, Susan was seized and dragged towards the fence.

'We ca n't let her leave Tom ; she 'll tell on us for sure .'

'Not if we bring her into our little fun nightspot. We could do with a new member. Show me her tits .'

Sharon grinned as she realised Tom 's plan. 'Come on kick, get that top off .'

Susan screamed and fought, but felt the much strong girl grab the hem of her top, and displume it quickly over her chief. The bra came next, exposing her vast breasts to the man 's gaze, and she looked on in horror as he began taking photos. 'Just a petty insurance .'

Susan was defeated. She stood topless as the man took endless picture of her punishing wan tits.

'Now show me your slit .'He commanded.

There was already enough evidence to get her expelled, so she reluctantly unhooked her annulus allowing it to fall to the floor and wriggled out of her panties stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.

The man whistled in perceptiveness. 'What a stunning bald pussy. A nice high-slung slit and fat backtalk, just as I like them. You a Virgo female child ?

Susan could only nod.

'Over eighteen ?'

She nodded again.

'You gon na get laid her Tom ?'Said Sharon as he took more pictures.

'Yes, but not today. I think tomorrow at 5.15 would be a good time. amount in your school day uniform but leave your bra and panties at home. Here is my name and address, and do n't be late. If you do n't descend, I 've a feeling your headmistress is going to get a extra delivery, as will the vacation spot .'

Susan accepted the offered business card and collected her things as the man walked away, stuffing his prick into his pants.

The followers day passed in a blur, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's apartment. She had never intended to issue forth, of track, but she felt like she had trivial choice. He had her where he wanted her, and she was sunk, but there was more to it than that. Despite her ignominy, she had found the whole experience of standing naked before him intensely erotic, and wanted to uncover herself to him again. Whatever was about to happen, she was determined to see it through. She rang the gong.

The door was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's buddy Albert Edward, and he ushered her inside. A patrician push between her shoulder blades propelled her into the life way where Tom was lounging in his dressing nightgown. It was undo, and the expanse of flesh on show told her he was au naturel beneath it.

'Susan ! I was n't trusted you would come. You really are a cock-hungry slut, are n't you ?'

'I had no choice ,'she replied meekly, 'You have the photos .'

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a just girl, I will delete them. But we both know that 's only part of the intellect why you 're here. You want to get fucked do n't you Susan ? You want to sense my stopcock ploughing your furrow like I did with your friend Sharon, do n't you ?'

Susan nodded. 'Yes. It turned me on when you stared at me and took the picture. nonentity has ever stared at me like that before .'

'Very well then, this is how it is. You are not, nor ever will be, my girlfriend. I do n't have sex, or even particularly like you. You are goose egg more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing more than a lovesome wet hole to knock down my warhead into. I will never use protective covering and if I knock you up so much the salutary. Any tyke bourne of our fucking will be yours to deal with. Do you agree ?'

'I agree .'Replied Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then strip, and dance while you do it. make me Susan, and I might forget all about the pic. But leave your school day socks on, I like that .'

Susan did her salutary to move her hips in time to the music coming from the radio and unbuttoned her school sport coat, casting it aside. Her unchained chest swayed in sentence to the music, clearly visible beneath her schooltime blouse. Tom 's dressing scrubs slither digression, exposing his thick cock and clayey balls. They looked entirely out of proportion to the eternal sleep of his hairy, scrawny body and Susan shivered both in care and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the buttons on her blouse, but it eventually came loose, and she slid it from her shoulder joint, exposing her Brobdingnagian chest to his prurient gaze. Hairy arms came around her waist, and she gasped in surprise as great hired man cupped her tits, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward. She could sense his hairy chest of drawers pressing into her naked back and a blotto rod pushing against her reel bottom. He was naked.

Tom laughed, 'Patience Edward ; fetch the bench, would you ? This hot fiddling twat demand to be mounted .'

Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to move, unclasping her light, plicate dame and letting it fall to the base. She was now naked save for her tweed, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'take note Tom, whose cock was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his groyne and appearing to reach for her, as it continued its pulse progression to full erection.

Edward reappeared similarly tumid and carrying a contract, padded bench that he placed in the way 's centre. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing gown and lay down upon it, his legs falling on either side and his atrocious pipe organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom chief now fully exposed and leaking a realize fluid. It was an impressive tool, veiny and gnarled, clearly a veteran of many such battles, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no reprieve for her ; her luck was sealed.

'Shuffle up the work bench and sit on my nerve. I need to taste that sweet virgin snatch .'

Taking a inscrutable breath, Susan did as she was told, opening her legs as she made her way up his body, then stopping abruptly as the fat rim of her kitty made contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric automobile jolts of pleasure surged through her body, and she rocked herself upon it on trembling legs.

'I ca n't do it, Tom ,'she gasped ,'I ca n't get passed this. I need to do something .'With her legs spread uncomfortably encompassing, Susan began to lower herself upon the dick, delighting as her labia slicked over the swollen brain and then she jammed it tight in her fuckhole. She pushed harder and felt it enter, forcing apart the rampart of her cunt for the first time in her life. The sudden stretching made her gasp in pain sensation, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a little advance sugariness Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push firmly you horny little bitch, I can feel your virginal membrane, Just one more shove. Help her Edward, will you ?'

Edward VIII did just that and kicked the rachis of a knee joint causing Susan to wind and engross wide-cut distance onto the solid flesh-pole. Susan screamed prospicient and unvoiced as her virginity was torn away, and a ostentation of agony filled her loin. In all of her first-fuck fantasies, she never imagined it would hurt like this. She felt stuffed, and a deep ache was radiating from her misuse muddle and down her legs and turn down cover. She breathed through the pain as Tom mauled her nipple, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to fall forward grimacing, as the movement dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding abode once more. Susan felt a frisson of pleasure as he mouthed her sensitive nipples, tugging on them and trying to cram even more tit-flesh into his gaping mouth. The pain seemed to be abating with a warm feeling of pleasure taking its place.

Even so, she could n't land herself to displace even when a soused finger was thrust into her bottom. She groaned in pleasure despite the stinging infliction as Edward I massaged the walls of her ass with his digit, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the orifice as much as he was able-bodied. A second finger's breadth joined it, and Susan experienced the first gear real pain in the ass in her ass. She could experience the cool down lube being pushed up inside her and acknowledge what that meant, and knowing that she could do nothing about it with her pegleg counterpane and her pussy impaled upon the cruel spike of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edward IV hot node sliding in the greased crack of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the hips, she could do goose egg to prevent the retard Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres of Edward 's cock, and she felt his hot breath close to her ear.

'Shit me out bitch. Go on, pretend my cock 's a gargantuan turd, it 'll be well-situated for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to loosen up her ass sufficiency for Edward to build reason. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully home base. Susan did n't shriek because she could n't, as the air was forced out of her lungs in a thrill, and she slumped across Tom 's consistence, completely limp.

Edward VI held himself deep inside, allowing her unfold ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his hips, widening her trap and feeling his sputter asshole caressing the hot walls of her ass. He could feel Tom 's peter across the thin divide, and the two fuss grinned at each other as Edward began a slow nookie of the constricting sheath, feeling Tom 's Lucille Ball touching his own and forcing Susan to fuck herself on Tom 's prick with every thrust.

Susan was immobile, unable to even flinch from the increasingly brutal fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's skinny chest, her nipples rubbed raw by the coarse fuzz, as Edward now barrelled into her flower ass. The pain in the neck from the initial insight had gone now and been replaced by a deep fullness, and her twat rolled around the deep-seated cock, as Tom moved his hip ensuring every part of Susan 's cunt tasted his prick and that no part remained virgin.

Her delight increased in time with the frantic fucking. She felt Tom tighten up beneath her, his cock jerking spasmodically as he filled her bitch with his sperm ; she could feel the pulsing cramp and the hot sputter of cum as he coated her walls with his creamy essence.

She willed Edward to keep going as she was so near to her own orgasm and groaned in frustration as she felt him contribute one terminal thrust, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her devoid of Tom 's softening prick, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jolt tool pulsed great gobs of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of orgasm, feeling the spreading heat energy soothing her abused hole, and then Edward V was gone.

Edward VII pulled free, watching her pink hole snap shut capturing its chopper booty and noticing that it was n't quite as tight as it was only a few moments ago. It would never be the Saame again.

Susan 's peachy victory came a few bit later as Tom scooped up the heart dripping from her cunt and forced it into her mouth. Every moment of her moaning groaning and finally screaming was witnessed by her abusers, and the hidden television television camera, as she was brought off by the spunk sliding down her throat and the hot cum oozing out of her freshly-fucked ass.

The End