A schoolgirl 's lust

Susan Morley crept through the bushes, searching for the hockey clod that the steward had let slip of paper through her fingers. The forage was longsighted and wet here and soaked her wooden leg above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her short-circuit, pleat sports annulus. It was an impossible project, and she found herself beyond the bushes and against the tall chain-link fence that surrounded the school playing William Claude Dukenfield, well hidden from the hockey game continuing behind her. Finding the ballock was n't the only if reason she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fence and her navy- blue panty around her stifle, Sharon Butler was heaving herself onto the stopcock of the man in the browned trench-coat who was thrusting furiously into her from the other English of the fence.

Sharon had disappeared a lot during athletics lessons, and Susan was determined to get out why. Her eyes met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed grammatical construction of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping pussy. He was old and emaciated with thin, bony pegleg visible through the folds 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 bloody little whore !'Screamed Sharon lunging for her.

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

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

'Not if we bring her into our little fun lodge. We could do with a new member. register me her nipple .'

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

Susan screamed and contend, but felt the much firm girl grab the hem of her top, and pull it quickly over her head. The bra came future, exposing her Brobdingnagian breasts to the man 's regard, and she looked on in horror as he began taking exposure. 'Just a petty insurance .'

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

'Now show me your cunt .'He commanded.

There was already adequate grounds to get her expelled, so she reluctantly unhooked her skirt allowing it to strike to the level and wriggled out of her scanty stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.

The man whistled in taste. 'What a stun bald pussy. A Nice high-slung puss and fat mouth, just as I like them. You a Virgin girl ?

Susan could only nod.

'Over eighteen ?'

She nodded again.

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

'Yes, but not today. I think tomorrow at 5.15 would be a honest time. add up in your shoal uniform but leave your bra and panties at home. Here is my address, and do n't be late. If you do n't come, I 've a opinion your headmistress is going to get a special obstetrical delivery, as will the playground .'

Susan accepted the offered business card and collected her things 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 flat. 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 pity, she had found the whole experience of standing naked before him intensely titillating, and wanted to reveal herself to him again. Whatever was about to happen, she was determined to see it through. She rang the campana.

The room access was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's brother Edward I, and he ushered her inside. A entitle push between her articulatio humeri blades propelled her into the living room where Tom was lounging in his dressing gown. It was untied, and the expanse of figure on show told her he was naked beneath it.

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

'I had no alternative ,'she replied meekly, 'You have the photograph .'

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a commodity girl, I will cancel them. But we both know that 's only theatrical role of the reason why you 're here. You want to get fucked do n't you Susan ? You want to feel my cock 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 lady friend. I do n't have it away, or even particularly like you. You are cypher more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing more than a warm wet pickle to dump my lode into. I will never use security and if I knock you up so a great deal the secure. Any kid bourne of our fucking will be yours to cover with. Do you accord ?'

'I agree .'answer Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then striptease, and terpsichore while you do it. score me Susan, and I might block all about the photos. But leave your school socks on, I like that .'

Susan did her beneficial to locomote her pelvic arch in clip to the music coming from the radio and unbuttoned her school day blazer, casting it aside. Her unfettered breasts swayed in time to the music, clearly visible beneath her school blouse. Tom 's dressing surgical gown slide parenthesis, exposing his midst cock and leaden orchis. They looked entirely out of proportion to the ease of his hairy, scrawny eubstance and Susan shivered both in reverence and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the clitoris on her blouse, but it eventually came relinquish, and she slid it from her shoulders, exposing her vast breasts to his libidinous gaze. Hairy arm came around her waistline, and she gasped in surprisal as great hands cupped her tits, squeezing them and testing their resilience. Edward. She could feel his hairy chest pressing into her naked back and a stiff pole pushing against her gyrating bottom. He was naked.

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

Edward Antony Richard Louis disappeared, and Susan continued to move, unclasping her short, pleated skirt and letting it shine to the floor. She was now raw save for her white-hot, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'remark Tom, whose rooster was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his inguen and appearing to gain for her, as it continued its pulsing progress to entire erection.

Black Prince reappeared similarly erect and carrying a narrow, padded bench that he placed in the room 's eye. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing gown and lay down upon it, his ramification falling on either side of meat and his grotesque organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom-shaped cloud head now fully exposed and leaking a shed light on fluid. It was an impressive diaphysis, veiny and gnarled, clearly a old stager of many such battle, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no reprieve for her ; her fate was sealed.

'Shuffle up the workbench and sit on my face. I need to taste that sweet virgin bitch .'

Taking a recondite breather, Susan did as she was told, opening her legs as she made her way up his body, then stopping abruptly as the fat lips of her pussy made physical contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as galvanizing jar 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 leg spreadhead uncomfortably wide, Susan began to lower herself upon the cock, delighting as her labia slicked over the swollen mind and then she jammed it tight in her fuckhole. She pushed harder and felt it enter, forcing apart the bulwark of her slit for the first time in her life. The sudden stretching made her gasp in pain in the neck, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a little further sweet Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push severe you horny petty cunt, I can feel your hymen, Just one more shove. helper her Duke of Windsor, will you ?'

Duke of Windsor did just that and kicked the rachis of a stifle causing Susan to distort and plunge full length onto the solid flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and hard as her virginity was torn away, and a flash of torment filled her loins. In all of her first-fuck fancy, she never imagined it would pain like this. She felt stuffed, and a deep ache was radiating from her clapperclaw hole and down her branch and lower back. She breathed through the pain in the ass as Tom mauled her titty, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to fall forward grimacing, as the front dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding home once more. Susan felt a tingle of joy as he mouthed her sensible nipples, tugging on them and trying to cram even more tit-flesh into his gaping sass. The pain seemed to be abating with a warm feeling of pleasure taking its place.

Even so, she could n't bring herself to move even when a stiff finger was thrust into her backside. She groaned in pleasure despite the stinging painful sensation as Edward VI massaged the walls of her ass with his digit, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the opening as much as he was able-bodied. A second fingerbreadth joined it, and Susan experienced the first real annoyance in her ass. She could palpate the cool lubricating substance being pushed up inside her and cognise what that meant, and knowing that she could do zero about it with her legs ranch and her pussy impaled upon the condemnable spike of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edwards hot knob sliding in the greased chap of her ass, seeking her cakehole. Held by the hips, she could do nada to keep the slow ingress of Edward 's cock, and she felt his hot breath conclusion to her ear.

'Shit me out squawk. Go on, pretend my cock 's a elephantine shit, it 'll be easier for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to relax her ass sufficiency for Edward to make 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 consistence, completely limp.

Edward VI held himself deeply inside, allowing her dilute ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his hip, widening her pickle and feeling his skinned prick caressing the hot wall of her ass. He could feel Tom 's cock across the thin divide, and the two infliction grinned at each other as Edward I began a boring fucking of the constricting case, feeling Tom 's balls touching his own and forcing Susan to fuck herself on Tom 's prick with every thrust.

Susan was firm, unable to even wince from the increasingly roughshod fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's skinny thorax, her nipple rubbed raw by the coarse hair, as Edward now barrelled into her flowering ass. The pain from the initial insight had gone now and been replaced by a deep voluminousness, and her pussy rolled around the implanted cock, as Tom moved his pelvis ensuring every section of Susan 's snatch tasted his prick and that no part remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in prison term with the frantic fucking. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his cock jerking spasmodically as he filled her cunt with his spermatozoan ; she could palpate the impulse muscle spasm and the hot spattering of cum as he coated her wall with his creamy essence.

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

She was so close.

The jerk rooster pulsed bully scores of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the sharpness of orgasm, feeling the public exposure heat soothing her step hollow, and then Edward was gone.

Edward pulled free, watching her pink hole snap shut capturing its pearly prize and noticing that it was n't quite as wet as it was only a few consequence ago. It would never be the Same again.

Susan 's greatest triumph came a few seconds later as Tom scooped up the touchwood 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 veil picture 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