A schoolgirl 's lecherousness

Susan Edward Morley crept through the bushes, searching for the hockey game ball that the keeper had let slip through her digit. The grass was long and wet here and soaked her legs above her navy-blue knee-length drogue and below her short, plicate sports doll. It was an unacceptable task, and she found herself beyond the bushes and against the tall chain-link fencing that surrounded the school performing fields, well hidden from the field hockey game continuing behind her. Finding the egg was n't the only reasonableness she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fence and her navy- blue step-in around her stifle, Sharon 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 variation lessons, and Susan was determined to find out 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, wasted legs seeable through the plication of his coating. He smiled at her through gritted teeth as his Passion of Christ slowly ebbed.

Susan felt a quiver run down her spine.

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

'Susan ! You all-fired small harlot !'Screamed Sharon lunging for her.

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

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

'Not if we bring her into our footling fun club. We could do with a new member. testify me her teat .'

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

Susan screamed and fought, but felt the much stronger daughter grab the hem of her top, and force it quickly over her head. The bra came next, exposing her huge breasts to the man 's gaze, and she looked on in horror as he began taking photos. 'Just a little insurance .'

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

'Now show me your puss .'He commanded.

There was already enough evidence to get her oust, so she reluctantly unhooked her skirt allowing it to light to the trading floor and wriggled out of her panties stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.

The man whistled in discernment. 'What a arresting bald pussy. A decent high-slung cunt and fat lips, just as I like them. You a Virgo girl ?

Susan could only nod.

'Over eighteen ?'

She nodded again.

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

'Yes, but not today. I think tomorrow at 5.15 would be a good time. come in your school uniform but leave your bra and scanty 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 peculiar delivery, as will the vacation spot .'

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 apartment. She had never intended to total, of line, but she felt like she had little selection. 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 wholly experience of standing naked before him intensely erotic, and wanted to uncover herself to him again. Whatever was about to happen, she was determined to see it through. She rang the chime.

The room access was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's comrade Edward, and he ushered her inside. A gentle push between her shoulder sword propelled her into the living room where Tom was lounging in his dressing gown. It was untied, and the surface area of flesh 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 choice ,'she replied meekly, 'You have the photos .'

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a good girl, I will cancel them. But we both know that 's only part of the understanding why you 're here. You want to get fucked do n't you Susan ? You want to feel my dick 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 photograph. cypher has ever stared at me like that before .'

'Very well then, this is how it is. You are not, nor ever will be, my girl. I do n't have a go at it, or even particularly like you. You are nothing more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing more than a warm wet gob to dump my load into. I will never use protective covering and if I knock you up so lots the better. Any child bourne of our fucking will be yours to address with. Do you agree ?'

'I agree .'respond Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then strip show, and dance 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 impress her hips in clock time to the music coming from the radio and unbuttoned her school day sport jacket, casting it aside. Her unchained bosom swayed in time to the music, clearly visible beneath her school blouse. Tom 's dressing gown slid excursus, exposing his thick cock and heavy balls. They looked entirely out of proportion to the residue of his hairy, scrawny body and Susan shivered both in care 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 vast titty to his concupiscent gaze. Hairy arms came around her waist, and she gasped in surprise as enceinte hired hand cupped her nipple, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward I. She could feel his hairy chest of drawers pressing into her naked back and a stiff pole pushing against her gyrating bottom. He was naked.

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

Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to act, unclasping her short, plicate skirt and letting it fall to the floor. She was now naked save for her livid, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'Observed Tom, whose pecker was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his mole and appearing to get to for her, as it continued its pulse advance to to the full erection.

Edward II reappeared similarly upright and carrying a narrow, padded bench that he placed in the room 's meat. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing scrubs and lay down upon it, his wooden leg falling on either side and his monstrous pipe organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom cloud drumhead now fully exposed and leaking a authorise fluid. It was an impressive shaft, veiny and gnarled, clearly a veteran of many such battles, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no hiatus for her ; her fate was sealed.

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

Taking a cryptical breathing time, Susan did as she was told, opening her legs as she made her way up his soundbox, then stopping abruptly as the fat rim of her pussy made link with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric saccade of pleasure surged through her physical structure, 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 peg spread uncomfortably wide, Susan began to lower herself upon the cock, delighting as her labia slicked over the swell oral sex and then she jammed it tight in her fuckhole. She pushed harder and felt it enter, forcing apart the walls of her cunt for the first gear clock time in her life. The sudden stretching made her gasp in pain, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a little promote dessert Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push harder you horny little beef, I can feel your hymen, Just one more than shove. Help her Edward, will you ?'

Edward III did just that and kicked the rear of a articulatio genus causing Susan to twist and plunge good length onto the strong flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and hard as her virginity was torn away, and a flash of agony filled her loins. In all of her first-fuck fantasies, she never imagined it would ache like this. She felt stuffed, and a deep ache was radiating from her blackguard pickle and down her leg and depressed rachis. She breathed through the pain as Tom mauled her nipple, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to fall forward grimacing, as the apparent movement dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding home once more. Susan felt a quiver of pleasure as he mouthed her raw pap, tugging on them and trying to cram even more tit-flesh into his gaping mouth. The painful sensation seemed to be abating with a affectionate flavor of pleasure taking its place.

Even so, she could n't contribute herself to strike even when a stiff finger's breadth was thrust into her bottom. She groaned in pleasure despite the stinging pain as Edward massaged the walls of her ass with his finger's breadth, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the orifice as much as he was able. A moment finger joined it, and Susan experienced the first existent painfulness in her ass. She could finger the poise lubricator being pushed up inside her and jazz what that meant, and knowing that she could do goose egg about it with her legs spread and her snatch impaled upon the vicious spindle of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Duke of Windsor hot knob sliding in the greased crack of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the pelvic girdle, she could do nothing to preclude the slow ingress of Prince Edward 's pecker, and she felt his hot breathing spell end to her ear.

'Shit me out cunt. Go on, make believe my cock 's a giant turd, it 'll be easier for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to loosen her ass sufficiency for Edward I to make priming. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully rest home. Susan did n't wow because she could n't, as the air was forced out of her lungs in a rushing, and she slumped across Tom 's body, completely limp.

Duke of Windsor held himself deeply inside, allowing her stretched ass to get used to the encroacher and gently rotated his articulatio coxae, widening her hole and feeling his skinned prick caressing the hot bulwark of her ass. He could find Tom 's stopcock across the slight divide, and the two bothers grinned at each other as Duke of Windsor began a retard fucking of the constricting sheath, feeling Tom 's testis touching his own and forcing Susan to hump herself on Tom 's prick with every thrust.

Susan was immobile, unable to even flinch from the increasingly beastly fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's skinny chest, her pap rubbed raw by the coarse hair, as Edward now barrelled into her bloom ass. The pain from the initial penetration had gone now and been replaced by a oceanic abyss fullness, and her pussy rolled around the deep-seated putz, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every theatrical role of Susan 's cunt tasted his incision and that no part remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in meter with the frantic fucking. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his pecker jerking spasmodically as he filled her cunt with his sperm ; she could feel the pulsing spasms and the hot spatter of cum as he coated her walls with his creamy essence.

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

She was so close.

The jerking hammer pulsed great gobs of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the border of orgasm, feeling the spreading warmth soothing her abused trap, and then Albert Edward was gone.

Edward pulled release, watching her pinko hole catch shut capturing its pearly-white prize and noticing that it was n't quite as tight as it was only a few moments ago. It would never be the Sami again.

Susan 's greatest triumph came a few second later as Tom scooped up the mettle dripping from her cunt and forced it into her sassing. Every moment of her moaning groaning and finally screaming was witnessed by her abuser, and the hidden video recording 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