A schoolgirl 's lust

Susan Morley crept through the President George W. Bush, searching for the field hockey musket ball that the steward had let slip through her fingers. The grass was long and wet here and soaked her stage above her navy-blue knee-length air-sleeve and below her little, pleated athletics dame. It was an insufferable undertaking, and she found herself beyond the scrub and against the tall chain-link fencing that surrounded the schooltime playing playing field, well hidden from the hockey game continuing behind her. Finding the ball was n't the only if rationality she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

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

Sharon had disappeared a lot during mutation lessons, and Susan was determined to find out why. Her eyes met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed facial expression of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping cunt. He was old and emaciated with melt off, gaunt legs visible through the folds of his coat. He smiled at her through gritted teeth as his rage slowly ebbed.

Susan felt a chill run down her spine.

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

'Susan ! You blooming fiddling cocotte !'Screamed Sharon lunging for her.

Too shocked to act, Susan was seized and dragged towards the fencing.

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

'Not if we bring her into our fiddling fun club. We could do with a new member. demonstrate me her titmouse .'

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

Susan screamed and fought, but felt the much unassailable girl grab the hem of her top, and take out it quickly over her forefront. The bra came next, exposing her huge white meat to the man 's gaze, and she looked on in horror as he began taking pic. 'Just a little insurance .'

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

'Now show me your cunt .'He commanded.

There was already enough 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 stunning bald pussy. A nice high-slung slit and fat sassing, just as I like them. You a Virgo girl ?

Susan could only nod.

'Over XVIII ?'

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 time. get along in your school uniform but leave your bra and panties at habitation. Here is my address, and do n't be late. If you do n't come, I 've a belief your headmistress is going to get a peculiar 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 stick to day passed in a fuzz, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's apartment. She had never intended to come, of course, but she felt like she had niggling 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 whole experience of standing naked before him intensely titillating, and wanted to expose herself to him again. Whatever was about to take place, she was determined to see it through. She rang the bell.

The threshold was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's chum Edward, and he ushered her inside. A entitle push between her shoulder joint blades propelled her into the living way where Tom was lounging in his dressing gown. It was untied, and the expanse of chassis on display told her he was raw beneath it.

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

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

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a good little girl, I will delete them. But we both know that 's only part of the reason why you 're here. You want to get fucked do n't you Susan ? You want to finger my cock 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 know, or even particularly like you. You are nothing more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing more than a tender wet hollow to deck my load into. I will never use protection and if I knock you up so much the easily. Any child bourne of our fucking will be yours to trade with. Do you check ?'

'I agree .'Replied Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then striptease, and terpsichore while you do it. seduce me Susan, and I might forget 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 medicine coming from the radio and unbuttoned her schooltime sports coat, casting it aside. Her unchained breasts swayed in time to the music, clearly visible beneath her shoal blouse. Tom 's dressing gown slid aside, exposing his thick cock and heavy balls. They looked entirely out of proportion to the ease of his hairy, scrawny consistency and Susan shivered both in fearfulness and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the button on her blouse, but it eventually came free, and she slid it from her berm, exposing her huge breasts to his lustful gaze. Hairy weapon came around her shank, and she gasped in surprisal as vauntingly hands cupped her titty, squeezing them and testing their resilience. Edward. She could finger his hairy breast pressing into her defenseless back and a stiffly pole pushing against her gyrating bottom. He was naked.

Tom laughed, 'Patience Edward VII ; bring in the judiciary, would you ? This hot niggling snatch motive to be mounted .'

Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to make a motion, unclasping her short, pleated skirt and letting it fall to the floor. She was now naked save for her white, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'Observed Tom, whose cock was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his bulwark and appearing to reach out for her, as it continued its pulsing progress to good erection.

Edward reappeared similarly vertical and carrying a narrow, padded workbench that he placed in the room 's centre. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing gown and lay down upon it, his legs falling on either side and his monstrous organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom point now fully exposed and leaking a clear fluid. It was an impressive shaft, veiny and gnarled, clearly a stager of many such struggle, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no reprieve for her ; her fortune was sealed.

'Shuffle up the bench and sit on my face. I need to taste that sweet Virgo puss .'

Taking a bass breath, Susan did as she was told, opening her ramification as she made her way up his eubstance, then stopping abruptly as the fat lips of her cunt made contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as galvanizing 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 spacious, Susan began to lower herself upon the cock, delighting as her labia slicked over the tumefy head and then she jammed it tight in her fuckhole. She pushed harder and felt it enter, forcing apart the wall 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 further Sweet Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push heavily you horny piffling bitch, I can sense your hymen, Just one more than shove. aid her Albert Edward, will you ?'

Edward V did just that and kicked the back of a knee causing Susan to deform and dump full length onto the firm flesh-pole. Susan screamed farseeing and intemperate as her virginity was torn away, and a flash of agony filled her loin. In all of her first-fuck fantasies, she never imagined it would pain like this. She felt stuffed, and a deep ache was radiating from her abused hole and down her pegleg and miserable book binding. 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 cause dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding home once more. Susan felt a tingle of pleasure as he mouthed her sensitive teat, tugging on them and trying to cram even more tit-flesh into his gaping rima oris. The pain seemed to be abating with a warm feeling of delight taking its place.

Even so, she could n't bring herself to locomote even when a stiff finger's breadth was thrust into her bottom. She groaned in pleasure despite the stinging bother as Albert Edward massaged the walls of her ass with his digit, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the orifice as much as he was capable. A second finger joined it, and Susan experienced the first tangible pain in her ass. She could sense the cool lubricant being pushed up inside her and knew what that meant, and knowing that she could do zippo about it with her pegleg spread and her pussy impaled upon the vicious spike of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edwards hot knob sliding in the greased crack of her ass, seeking her gob. Held by the hips, she could do nil to keep the slow up ingress of Edward 's pecker, and she felt his hot breath close to her ear.

'Shit me out beef. Go on, act my prick 's a giant turd, it 'll be easier for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to relax her ass enough for Edward II to hit footing. Sensing his chance, he rammed fully domicile. Susan did n't screaming because she could n't, as the air was forced out of her lungs in a rush, and she slumped across Tom 's physical structure, completely limp.

Duke of Windsor held himself deep inside, allowing her load ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his pelvic arch, widening her golf hole and feeling his skinned prick caressing the hot walls of her ass. He could feel Tom 's putz across the slim down divide, and the two botheration grinned at each former as Edward began a slow fucking of the constricting sheath, feeling Tom 's Ball touching his own and forcing Susan to screw 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 tightfitting chest, her nipple rubbed raw by the coarse hairsbreadth, as Edward now barrelled into her blossom ass. The pain in the ass from the initial penetration had gone now and been replaced by a deep fullness, and her kitty rolled around the planted cock, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every share of Susan 's cunt tasted his dickhead and that no part remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in time with the frantic ass. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his rooster jerking spasmodically as he filled her slit with his sperm ; she could feel the impulse spasms and the hot spatter 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 climax and groaned in frustration as she felt him give one final thrust, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her justify of Tom 's softening prick, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jerking stopcock pulsed great gobs of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of orgasm, feeling the spread high temperature soothing her abused fix, and then Edward IV was gone.

Edward VIII pulled free, watching her pink hole centering 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 like again.

Susan 's heavy triumph came a few sec later as Tom scooped up the kindling dripping from her cunt and forced it into her oral fissure. Every moment of her moaning groaning and finally screaming was witnessed by her abuser, and the hide video 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