A schoolgirl 's lecherousness

Susan Morley crept through the George Herbert Walker Bush, searching for the field hockey musket ball that the custodian had let case through her finger. The grass was recollective and wet here and soaked her legs above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her short, pleat sportswoman bird. It was an unsufferable chore, and she found herself beyond the bushes and against the tall chain-link fence that surrounded the schooling performing fields, 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 fence and her navy- downcast panties around her knees, Sharon Butler was heaving herself onto the tool of the man in the chocolate-brown trench-coat who was thrusting furiously into her from the other side of the fence.

Sharon had disappeared a lot during sports lesson, and Susan was determined to find out why. Her eyes met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed formulation of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping cunt. He was old and emaciated with thin, bony legs visible through the congregation of his pelage. He smiled at her through gritted teeth as his love 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 travel, Susan was seized and dragged towards the fencing.

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

'Not if we bring her into our short fun lodge. We could do with a new fellow member. Show me her titty .'

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

Susan screamed and fight, but felt the much stronger girl grab the hem of her top, and pull it quickly over her top dog. The bra came next, exposing her immense titty to the man 's gaze, and she looked on in horror as he began taking exposure. 'Just a little policy .'

Susan was defeated. She stood topless as the man took endless photos of her dense pallid 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 come down to the floor and wriggled out of her step-in stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.

The man whistled in grasp. 'What a stun bald pussy. A decent high-slung slit and fat lip, just as I like them. You a Virgo girl ?

Susan could only nod.

'Over eighteen ?'

She nodded again.

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

'Yes, but not today. I think tomorrow at 5.15 would be a good fourth dimension. Come in your schooltime uniform but leave your bra and pantie at nursing home. Here is my address, and do n't be late. If you do n't total, I 've a touch sensation your headmistress is going to get a extra delivery, as will the playground .'

Susan accepted the offered byplay bill of fare and collected her things as the man walked away, stuffing his turncock 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 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 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 happen, she was determined to see it through. She rang the bell.

The doorway was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's Brother Edward, and he ushered her inside. A gentle button between her articulatio humeri blades propelled her into the sustenance room where Tom was lounging in his dressing scrubs. It was loosen, and the expanse of anatomy on show told her he was naked beneath it.

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

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

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a ripe young woman, I will cancel 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 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 photograph. 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 nada more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing More than a quick wet hole to floor my incumbrance into. I will never use auspices and if I knock you up so much the skilful. Any child bourn of our fuck will be yours to get by with. Do you agree ?'

'I agree .'Replied Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then strip, and saltation 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 well to move her hip in time to the euphony coming from the radio and unbuttoned her school sport coat, casting it aside. Her unshackled breasts swayed in time to the euphony, clearly seeable beneath her school day blouse. Tom 's dressing nightdress slid excursus, exposing his midst tool and wakeless balls. They looked entirely out of proportionality to the ease of his hairy, scrawny soundbox and Susan shivered both in fear and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the push on her blouse, but it eventually came free, and she slid it from her shoulder, exposing her huge breasts to his lustful gaze. Hairy arms came around her waistline, and she gasped in surprisal as enceinte hands cupped her tits, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward. She could palpate his hairy dresser pressing into her naked back and a unfaltering celestial pole pushing against her gyrating bottom. He was naked.

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

Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to move, unclasping her short, pleated wench and letting it return to the trading 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 groyne and appearing to reach for her, as it continued its pulsing progress to to the full erection.

Edward reappeared similarly erect and carrying a specialize, padded work bench 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 English and his monstrous electronic organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom-shaped cloud head now fully exposed and leaking a percipient fluid. It was an telling 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 abatement for her ; her fate was sealed.

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

Taking a bass breathing place, Susan did as she was told, opening her legs as she made her way up his trunk, then stopping abruptly as the fat lips of her kitty made contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as galvanising jolts of pleasure surged through her organic 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 legs spread uncomfortably extensive, Susan began to lower herself upon the cock, delighting as her labia slicked over the conceited fountainhead and then she jammed it tight in her fuckhole. She pushed harder and felt it enter, forcing apart the bulwark of her cunt for the first gear time in her life sentence. The sudden stretching made her gasp in painfulness, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a petty further Henry Sweet Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push punishing you horny little bitch, I can palpate your hymen, Just one More shove. Help her Edward, will you ?'

Prince Edward did just that and kicked the back of a knee causing Susan to flex and steep full length onto the solid flesh-pole. Susan screamed foresightful and hard as her virginity was torn away, and a flash bulb of excruciation filled her loins. In all of her first-fuck fantasies, she never imagined it would injure like this. She felt stuffed, and a deep ache was radiating from her abused gob and down her legs and lower back. She breathed through the pain as Tom mauled her tit, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to flow forward grimacing, as the movement dragged the tool partially out of her vagina, before sliding rest home once more. Susan felt a frisson of pleasure as he mouthed her sensitive teat, tugging on them and trying to cram even more tit-flesh into his gaping mouth. The pain in the neck seemed to be abating with a warm feeling of joy taking its place.

Even so, she could n't convey herself to move even when a crocked fingerbreadth was thrust into her keister. She groaned in pleasure despite the stinging pain as Prince Edward 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. A second finger joined it, and Susan experienced the number 1 rattling painful sensation in her ass. She could feel the cool down lubricating substance being pushed up inside her and knew what that meant, and knowing that she could do nothing about it with her ramification bedcover and her pussy impaled upon the vicious ear of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Jonathan Edwards hot knob sliding in the lubricated crack of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the hips, she could do zippo to prevent the sluggish ingress of Edward 's cock, and she felt his hot breathing space finale to her ear.

'Shit me out bitch. Go on, make my cock 's a jumbo turd, it 'll be loose for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to slack her ass enough for Edward to make ground. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully home. Susan did n't screaming 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.

Edward V held himself deep inside, allowing her stretched ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his hips, widening her hole and feeling his bark prick caressing the hot walls of her ass. He could palpate Tom 's turncock across the dilute divide, and the two bother grinned at each other as Edward began a slow fucking of the constricting cocktail dress, feeling Tom 's lump touching his own and forcing Susan to fuck herself on Tom 's cocksucker with every thrust.

Susan was immobile, unable to even flinch from the increasingly brutal fucking she was receiving. Her breast rolled on Tom 's tightly fitting pectus, her nipple rubbed raw by the uncouth hair, as Edward VII now barrelled into her flowering ass. The pain from the initial penetration had gone now and been replaced by a mysterious comprehensiveness, and her pussy rolled around the deep-seated dick, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every role of Susan 's cunt tasted his prick and that no constituent remained virgin.

Her pleasance increased in prison term with the phrenetic roll in the hay. She felt Tom constrain beneath her, his cock jerking spasmodically as he filled her snatch with his sperm ; she could feel the pulsing cramp and the hot spattering of cum as he coated her walls with his creamy essence.

She willed Edward III to keep going as she was so near to her own orgasm and groaned in thwarting as she felt him collapse one final examination knife thrust, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her free of Tom 's softening prick, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jolt pecker pulsed great gobs of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of orgasm, feeling the spreading heat soothing her blackguard pickle, and then Edward II was gone.

Edward VI pulled relinquish, watching her pink gob ginger nut shut capturing its pearly prize and noticing that it was n't quite as taut as it was only a few mo ago. It would never be the same again.

Susan 's great triumph came a few seconds later as Tom scooped up the heart dripping from her cunt and forced it into her back talk. Every moment of her moaning groaning and finally screaming was witnessed by her abusers, and the hidden video camera, as she was brought off by the tinder sliding down her throat and the hot cum oozing out of her freshly-fucked ass.

The End