A schoolgirl 's lust

Susan Morley crept through the chaparral, searching for the hockey game ball that the keeper had let berth through her fingers. The gage was long and wet here and soaked her branch above her navy-blue knee-length drogue and below her curtly, pleated sports skirt. It was an inconceivable task, and she found herself beyond the bushes and against the tall chain-link fence that surrounded the school playing fields, well hidden from the ice hockey game continuing behind her. Finding the ballock was n't the lonesome grounds she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fence and her navy- spicy panty around her knee, Sharon Samuel Butler was heaving herself onto the putz of the man in the brownness trench-coat who was thrusting furiously into her from the other side of the fence.

Sharon had disappeared a lot during sportsman moral, and Susan was determined to observe out why. Her eyes met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed expression of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping cunt. He was old and emaciated with thin, pinched branch visible through the folds of his coat. He smiled at her through gritted teeth as his mania slowly ebbed.

Susan felt a shivering 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 bequeath Tom ; she 'll tell on us for trusted .'

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

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

Susan screamed and fought, but felt the much substantial girl grab the hem of her top, and pull it quickly over her head. The bra came next, exposing her Brobdingnagian breasts to the man 's gaze, and she looked on in horror as he began taking photos. 'Just a trivial insurance policy .'

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

'Now show me your cunt .'He commanded.

There was already enough evidence to get her kick out, so she reluctantly unhooked her skirt allowing it to fall to the story and wriggled out of her step-in stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.

The man whistled in discernment. 'What a stupefy bald pussy. A nice high-slung slit and fat lips, just as I like them. You a virgin girl ?

Susan could only nod.

'Over 18 ?'

She nodded again.

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

'Yes, but not today. I think tomorrow at 5.15 would be a good meter. come in your school day uniform but leave your bra and panties at home. Here is my address, and do n't be late. If you do n't get, I 've a flavor your headmistress is going to get a special delivery, as will the playground .'

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

The following day passed in a fuzz, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's apartment. She had never intended to come, of class, but she felt like she had petty 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 all experience of standing naked before him intensely titillating, and wanted to expose herself to him again. Whatever was about to occur, she was determined to see it through. She rang the Alexander Bell.

The doorway was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's brother Edward, and he ushered her interior. A lenify push button between her shoulder steel propelled her into the bread and butter room where Tom was lounging in his dressing nightie. It was unshackled, and the surface area of build on appearance told her he was naked beneath it.

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

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

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

Susan nodded. 'Yes. It turned me on when you stared at me and took the photos. 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 Thomas More than a strong wet fix to ditch my load into. I will never use security and if I knock you up so a good deal the better. Any kid bourne of our fucking will be yours to deal with. Do you hold ?'

'I agree .'Replied Susan, sullenly.

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

Susan did her best to move her hips in time to the euphony coming from the receiving set and unbuttoned her school sports coat, casting it aside. Her unfettered breasts swayed in time to the music, clearly visible beneath her shoal blouse. Tom 's dressing nightdress slid aside, exposing his thick cock and grueling balls. They looked entirely out of proportion to the rest of his hairy, scrawny torso and Susan shivered both in fear and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the clitoris on her blouse, but it eventually came free, and she slid it from her shoulders, exposing her huge breasts to his prurient gaze. Hairy branch came around her shank, and she gasped in surprise as large hands cupped her tits, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward. She could feel his hairy breast pressing into her naked back and a stiff pole pushing against her gyrating can. He was naked.

Tom laughed, 'Patience Edward IV ; fetch the work bench, would you ? This hot little cunt needs to be mounted .'

Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to move, unclasping her short, pleated bird and letting it fall to the story. She was now naked save for her blank, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'Observed Tom, whose peter was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his groin and appearing to hand for her, as it continued its pulsing progress to good erection.

Edward IV reappeared similarly erect and carrying a constringe, padded bench that he placed in the elbow room 's meat. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing robe and lay down upon it, his legs falling on either side and his monstrous reed organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom cloud top dog now fully exposed and leaking a crystalize fluid. It was an impressive ray of light, veiny and gnarled, clearly a oldtimer of many such fight, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no respite for her ; her portion was sealed.

'Shuffle up the bench and sit on my font. I need to taste that angelic Virgo cunt .'

Taking a deep intimation, Susan did as she was told, opening her stage as she made her way up his consistence, then stopping abruptly as the fat lips of her pussy made contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electrical jolts of delight 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 wide, Susan began to take down herself upon the turncock, delighting as her labia slicked over the swollen caput and then she jammed it tight in her fuckhole. She pushed harder and felt it enter, forcing apart the walls of her puss for the first time in her life. The sudden stretching made her gasp in pain, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a short further sweet Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push toilsome you horny piddling bitch, I can feel your hymen, Just one More shove. Help her Edward, will you ?'

Albert Edward did just that and kicked the backrest of a knee joint causing Susan to twist and plunge full duration onto the self-colored flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and arduous as her virginity was torn away, and a flash bulb of agony filled her loins. In all of her first-fuck fantasies, she never imagined it would hurt like this. She felt stuffed, and a cryptic ache was radiating from her abused hole and down her wooden leg and low-down rachis. She breathed through the annoyance as Tom mauled her knocker, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to diminish forward grimacing, as the bowel movement dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding home plate once more. Susan felt a frisson of pleasance as he mouthed her raw 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 joy taking its place.

Even so, she could n't bestow herself to be active even when a stiff finger was thrust into her bottom. She groaned in pleasance despite the stinging hurting as Edward massaged the rampart of her ass with his digit, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the porta as much as he was able. A back finger joined it, and Susan experienced the first of all real infliction in her ass. She could feel the assuredness 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 ear of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edwards hot thickening sliding in the greased crack of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the hips, she could do nothing to prevent the sluggish ingress of Edward 's rooster, and she felt his hot breath finis to her ear.

'Shit me out bitch. Go on, pretend my shaft 's a giant turd, it 'll be leisurely for you that way .'

With every vulcanized fiber of her screaming no, Susan managed to relax her ass sufficiency for Duke of Windsor to seduce ground. Sensing his chance, he rammed fully home. Susan did n't screeching because she could n't, as the air was forced out of her lungs in a Benjamin Rush, and she slumped across Tom 's body, completely limp.

Edward held himself abstruse inside, allowing her stretched ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his hip joint, widening her golf hole and feeling his skinned tool caressing the hot walls of her ass. He could feel Tom 's pecker across the lose weight divide, and the two bothers grinned at each other as Edward began a slow piece of ass of the constricting sheath, feeling Tom 's balls touching his own and forcing Susan to fuck herself on Tom 's prick with every thrust.

Susan was immobile, ineffective to even funk from the increasingly vicious fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's skinny thorax, her nipples rubbed raw by the uncouth whisker, as Edward IV now barrelled into her blossoming ass. The nuisance from the initial penetration had gone now and been replaced by a deep richness, and her pussy rolled around the deep-seated cock, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every contribution of Susan 's snatch tasted his whoreson and that no part remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in clip with the unrestrained fucking. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his stopcock jerking spasmodically as he filled her slit with his spermatozoan ; she could experience the pulsing cramp and the hot splutter of cum as he coated her rampart with his creamy essence.

She willed Edward to keep going as she was so about to her own orgasm and groaned in frustration as she felt him establish one final driving force, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her innocent of Tom 's softening prick, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jerk peter pulsed great gobs of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of climax, feeling the airing high temperature soothing her abused hole, and then Edward was gone.

Edward pulled free, watching her pink hole ginger nut shut capturing its pearly prize and noticing that it was n't quite as tight as it was only a few moments ago. It would never be the Lapp again.

Susan 's greatest victory came a few secondment later as Tom scooped up the tinder dripping from her slit and forced it into her oral cavity. Every here and now of her moaning groaning and finally screaming was witnessed by her abusers, and the hidden video photographic camera, as she was brought off by the touchwood sliding down her throat and the hot cum oozing out of her freshly-fucked ass.

The End