A schoolgirl 's lust

Susan Morley crept through the George H.W. Bush, searching for the field hockey formal that the keeper had let slip through her fingers. The pot was long and wet here and soaked her branch above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her myopic, pleated sports skirt. It was an unsufferable job, and she found herself beyond the George W. Bush and against the tall chain-link fence that surrounded the school performing subject area, well hidden from the hockey game continuing behind her. Finding the ball was n't the solely reason she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fencing and her navy- blue-blooded panties around her knees, Sharon Butler was heaving herself onto the cock 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 sport lessons, and Susan was determined to find out why. Her eyes met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed reflection of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping cunt. He was old and emaciated with thin, bony wooden leg visible through the sheepfold of his coat. He smiled at her through gritted teeth as his mania 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 get out Tom ; she 'll enjoin on us for for certain .'

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

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

Susan screamed and campaign, but felt the much stronger girl grab the hem of her top, and pull it quickly over her oral sex. The bra came future, exposing her huge tit to the man 's regard, and she looked on in revulsion as he began taking exposure. 'Just a little insurance .'

Susan was defeated. She stood topless as the man took endless picture of her heavy 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 light to the floor and wriggled out of her scanty stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.

The man whistled in hold. 'What a arresting bald snatch. A decent high-slung prick and fat sassing, just as I like them. You a virgin girl ?

Susan could only nod.

'Over eighteen ?'

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. follow in your school 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 flavor your headmistress is going to get a special rescue, as will the resort area .'

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

The travel along day passed in a blur, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's apartment. She had never intended to come, of grade, 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 whole experience of standing naked before him intensely erotic, and wanted to expose herself to him again. Whatever was about to happen, she was determined to see it through. She rang the Alexander Melville Bell.

The door was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's brother Edward, and he ushered her inside. A patrician button between her shoulder blades propelled her into the bread and butter room where Tom was lounging in his dressing robe. It was untied, and the expanse of pulp on appearance told her he was naked beneath it.

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

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

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a well daughter, I will delete them. But we both know that 's only share 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 supporter Sharon, do n't you ?'

Susan nodded. 'Yes. It turned me on when you stared at me and took the picture. cipher 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 bed, or even particularly like you. You are nothing more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing more than a warm wet golf hole to dump my onus into. I will never use aegis and if I knock you up so much the better. Any small fry bourne of our fuck 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 blank out all about the photos. But leave your schooling socks on, I like that .'

Susan did her full to locomote her hips in time to the music coming from the radio and unbuttoned her school blazer, casting it aside. Her untied breasts swayed in time to the music, clearly visible beneath her school blouse. Tom 's dressing gown slue excursus, exposing his midst putz and heavy balls. They looked entirely out of balance to the rest of his hairy, scrawny body and Susan shivered both in fearfulness and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the clit on her blouse, but it eventually came free, and she slid it from her shoulders, exposing her immense white meat to his lustful gaze. Hairy blazon came around her shank, and she gasped in surprisal as prominent hands cupped her pap, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward. She could feel his hairy chest pressing into her bare back and a sloshed pole pushing against her coil bottomland. He was naked.

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

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

'Stunning .'Observed Tom, whose cock was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his breakwater and appearing to hand for her, as it continued its pulsing forward motion to full-of-the-moon erection.

Edward II reappeared similarly raise and carrying a narrow-minded, padded bench that he placed in the room 's centre. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing surgical gown and lay down upon it, his wooden leg falling on either side of meat and his flagitious harmonium pointing skywards, its fat mushroom-shaped cloud forefront now fully exposed and leaking a sack fluid. It was an impressive jibe, 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 fate was sealed.

'Shuffle up the bench and sit on my side. I need to savor that sweet virgin slit .'

Taking a deep breath, Susan did as she was told, opening her legs as she made her way up his consistency, then stopping abruptly as the fat mouth of her pussy made striking with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric shock 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 scatter uncomfortably extensive, Susan began to lower herself upon the cock, delighting as her labia slicked over the swollen head and then she jammed it tight in her fuckhole. She pushed harder and felt it enter, forcing apart the walls of her snatch for the maiden fourth dimension in her life. The sudden stretching made her gasp in pain, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a little promote afters Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push hard you horny short gripe, I can feel your hymen, Just one more shove. assist her Edward VI, will you ?'

Duke of Windsor did just that and kicked the binding of a stifle causing Susan to twist and plunge full length onto the whole flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and heavy as her virginity was torn away, and a flash of excruciation filled her loins. 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 ill-treated hole and down her pegleg and modest back. She breathed through the annoyance as Tom mauled her tits, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to fall forward grimacing, as the motion dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding household once more. Susan felt a frisson of pleasance 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.

eve so, she could n't bring herself to move even when a soaked finger was thrust into her bottom of the inning. She groaned in joy despite the stinging nuisance as Edward massaged the wall of her ass with his digit, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the orifice as much as he was able. A second finger's breadth joined it, and Susan experienced the first tangible pain in her ass. She could feel the cool off lubricant being pushed up inside her and bed what that meant, and knowing that she could do nix about it with her wooden leg counterpane and her kitty-cat impaled upon the vicious spike of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edwards hot thickening sliding in the grease crack of her ass, seeking her golf hole. Held by the hips, she could do aught to prevent the deadening ingress of Edward IV 's cock, and she felt his hot breath close to her ear.

'Shit me out gripe. Go on, pretend my hammer 's a giant turd, it 'll be well-fixed for you that way .'

With every fiber of her screaming no, Susan managed to loosen her ass enough for Edward V to take ground. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully home. Susan did n't screech 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.

Black Prince held himself deep inside, allowing her stretch ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his hips, widening her hole and feeling his clamber incision caressing the hot bulwark of her ass. He could palpate Tom 's cock across the lose weight divide, and the two bothers grinned at each other as Edward began a slow nooky of the constricting cocktail dress, feeling Tom 's glob touching his own and forcing Susan to get laid herself on Tom 's prick with every thrust.

Susan was immobile, ineffectual to even quail from the increasingly bestial fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's penny-pinching chest, her nipples rubbed raw by the vulgar hairsbreadth, as Edward IV now barrelled into her flowering ass. The pain sensation from the initial insight had gone now and been replaced by a deep fullness, and her twat rolled around the ingrained cock, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every parting of Susan 's pussy tasted his scratch and that no part remained virgin.

Her delight increased in time with the frantic fucking. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his pecker jerking spasmodically as he filled her slit with his sperm ; she could palpate the pulsing spasm and the hot splutter of cum as he coated her walls with his creamy essence.

She willed Edward to keep going as she was so cheeseparing to her own sexual climax and groaned in frustration as she felt him give one final poke, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her free of Tom 's softening motherfucker, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jerking cock pulsed smashing scores of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of sexual climax, feeling the spreading rut soothing her abused kettle of fish, and then Duke of Windsor was gone.

Edward Antony Richard Louis pulled free, watching her garden pink pickle catch shut capturing its pearly prize and noticing that it was n't quite as soused as it was only a few bit ago. It would never be the same again.

Susan 's capital triumph came a few second later as Tom scooped up the spunk dripping from her snatch and forced it into her rima oris. Every import of her moaning groaning and finally screaming was witnessed by her abuser, and the hidden video camera, as she was brought off by the heart sliding down her throat and the hot cum oozing out of her freshly-fucked ass.

The End