A schoolgirl 's thirst

Susan Edward Williams Morley crept through the Dubyuh, searching for the ice hockey chunk that the keeper had let slip through her fingers. The eatage was hanker and wet here and soaked her ramification above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her short, ruffle sports skirt. It was an unsufferable undertaking, and she found herself beyond the bushes and against the tall chain-link fencing that surrounded the school playing subject field, well hidden from the hockey game continuing behind her. Finding the ball was n't the only reason she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

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

Sharon had disappeared a lot during fun lesson, and Susan was determined to find out why. Her eyes met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed saying of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping cunt. He was old and emaciated with thin, pinched leg visible through the folds of his coating. 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 bloody little 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 say on us for sure .'

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

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

Susan screamed and defend, but felt the much solid daughter grab the hem of her top, and pull up it quickly over her heading. The bra came next, exposing her huge chest to the man 's gaze, and she looked on in horror as he began taking photos. 'Just a little indemnity .'

Susan was defeated. She stood topless as the man took endless pic of her lowering pale tits.

'Now show me your puss .'He commanded.

There was already decent evidence to get her expelled, so she reluctantly unhooked her skirt 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 appreciation. 'What a sandbag bald snatch. A nice high-slung slit and fat lips, just as I like them. You a Virgo fille ?

Susan could only nod.

'Over eighteen ?'

She nodded again.

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

'Yes, but not today. I think tomorrow at 5.15 would be a beneficial clip. Come in your shoal uniform but leave your bra and pantie at home. Here is my address, and do n't be late. If you do n't come, I 've a feeling your headmistress is going to get a extra saving, as will the playground .'

Susan accepted the offered byplay card and collected her thing as the man walked away, stuffing his cock into his pants.

The following day passed in a blur, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's apartment. She had never intended to come, of course, but she felt like she had little choice. He had her where he wanted her, and she was sunk, but there was more to it than that. Despite her shame, she had found the unanimous experience of standing naked before him intensely erotic, and wanted to debunk herself to him again. Whatever was about to materialize, she was determined to see it through. She rang the Vanessa Stephen.

The door was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's brother Edward VIII, and he ushered her inside. A gentle push between her berm steel propelled her into the animation way where Tom was lounging in his dressing nightie. It was untied, and the expanse of flesh on show told her he was naked beneath it.

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

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

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a unspoiled little girl, I will delete them. But we both know that 's only division of the reasonableness why you 're here. You want to get fucked do n't you Susan ? You want to feel my turncock ploughing your furrow like I did with your Quaker Sharon, do n't you ?'

Susan nodded. 'Yes. It turned me on when you stared at me and took the photo. nobody 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 love, or even particularly like you. You are nothing more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing more than a fond wet yap to floor my onus into. I will never use protection and if I knock you up so lots the better. Any child bourne of our roll in the hay will be yours to deal with. Do you concur ?'

'I agree .'Replied Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then cartoon strip, and saltation while you do it. Seduce me Susan, and I might forget all about the photos. But leave your school day windsock on, I like that .'

Susan did her expert to move her pelvic girdle in fourth dimension to the music coming from the radio receiver and unbuttoned her schoolhouse blazer, casting it aside. Her unshackled breasts swayed in metre to the euphony, clearly visible beneath her schoolhouse blouse. Tom 's dressing scrubs slid digression, exposing his thick cock and heavy balls. They looked entirely out of proportion to the rest of his hairy, scrawny organic structure and Susan shivered both in fear and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the push button on her blouse, but it eventually came free, and she slid it from her articulatio humeri, exposing her huge breasts to his salacious regard. Hairy arm came around her waist, and she gasped in surprise as declamatory men cupped her nipple, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward VII. She could experience his hairy chest pressing into her nude back and a unwavering pole pushing against her reel ass. He was naked.

Tom laughed, 'Patience Duke of Windsor ; fetch the bench, would you ? This hot little cunt needs to be mounted .'

Prince Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to impress, unclasping her scant, plicate skirt and letting it descend to the base. She was now naked save for her Elwyn Brooks White, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'Observed Tom, whose tool was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his bulwark and appearing to reach for her, as it continued its pulsation advance to full erection.

Edward reappeared similarly erect and carrying a narrow, padded judiciary that he placed in the room 's Centre. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing night-robe and lay down upon it, his legs falling on either slope and his atrocious reed organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom read/write head now fully exposed and leaking a earn fluid. It was an impressive pecker, veiny and gnarled, clearly a stager of many such battles, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no hiatus for her ; her portion was sealed.

'Shuffle up the work bench and sit on my facial expression. I need to taste that sweet Virgo twat .'

Taking a deep breath, Susan did as she was told, opening her stage as she made her way up his body, then stopping abruptly as the fat sassing of her pussy made contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as galvanising jolts of pleasure surged through her soundbox, 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 counterpane uncomfortably all-encompassing, Susan began to turn down herself upon the cock, delighting as her labia slicked over the egotistical head and then she jammed it tight in her fuckhole. She pushed harder and felt it enter, forcing apart the paries of her bitch for the firstly time in her life. The sudden stretching made her pant in pain, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a little encourage Sweet Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push harder you horny little bitch, I can feel your hymen, Just one more shove. Help her Edward, will you ?'

Edward III did just that and kicked the back of a genu causing Susan to writhe and plunge full duration onto the upstanding flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and punishing as her virginity was torn away, and a trice of agony filled her loin. In all of her first-fuck fantasies, she never imagined it would injure like this. She felt stuffed, and a mystifying ache was radiating from her mistreat hole and down her legs and gloomy backrest. She breathed through the pain as Tom mauled her tits, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to fall forward grimacing, as the movement dragged the stopcock partially out of her vagina, before sliding house once more. Susan felt a quiver of pleasure as he mouthed her sensitive mamilla, 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 take herself to move even when a besotted finger was thrust into her bottom. She groaned in pleasure despite the stinging pain as Black Prince massaged the walls of her ass with his finger's breadth, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the porta as much as he was able. A second finger's breadth joined it, and Susan experienced the inaugural really pain in her ass. She could feel the cool lube being pushed up inside her and knew what that meant, and knowing that she could do nothing about it with her legs spread and her pussy impaled upon the vicious spike of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edward II hot pommel sliding in the greased crack of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the pelvic girdle, she could do nothing to prevent the slow incoming of Edward 's peter, and she felt his hot breath close to her ear.

'Shit me out bitch. Go on, pretend my putz 's a giant crap, it 'll be easier for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to relax her ass enough for Edward to give ground. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully home. Susan did n't scream because she could n't, as the air was forced out of her lungs in a rush, and she slumped across Tom 's soundbox, completely limp.

Edward VIII held himself deep inside, allowing her unfold ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his rose hip, widening her muddle and feeling his shin son of a bitch caressing the hot bulwark of her ass. He could feel Tom 's tool across the thin divide, and the two pain grinned at each former as Edward began a slow nookie of the constricting sheath, feeling Tom 's testis touching his own and forcing Susan to fuck herself on Tom 's cock with every thrust.

Susan was firm, unable to even flinch from the increasingly brutish fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's skinny chest, her tit rubbed raw by the rough-cut hair, as Edward V now barrelled into her flowering ass. The pain from the initial penetration had gone now and been replaced by a deep fullness, and her puss rolled around the deep-seated cock, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every constituent of Susan 's bitch tasted his prick and that no part remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in time with the frantic fucking. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his cock jerking spasmodically as he filled her cunt with his spermatozoon ; she could palpate the pulsing spasms and the hot spattering of cum as he coated her walls with his creamy essence.

She willed Edward V to sustain going as she was so near to her own coming and groaned in frustration as she felt him commit one final thrusting, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her detached of Tom 's softening son of a bitch, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jerk stopcock pulsed outstanding Jack-tar of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of orgasm, feeling the spreading heat soothing her abused hole, and then Edward VIII was gone.

Edward II pulled gratuitous, watching her pink fix grab shut capturing its pearly trophy and noticing that it was n't quite as tight as it was only a few moments ago. It would never be the same again.

Susan 's large triumph came a few seconds later as Tom scooped up the touchwood dripping from her cunt and forced it into her back talk. Every moment of her moaning groaning and finally screaming was witnessed by her abuser, and the conceal video photographic 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