A schoolgirl 's hunger

Susan Edward Williams Morley crept through the bushes, searching for the hockey formal that the custodian had let slip through her fingers. The grass was retentive and wet here and soaked her wooden leg above her navy-blue knee-length air sock and below her poor, plicate sportswoman skirt. It was an impossible project, and she found herself beyond the Dubyuh and against the tall chain-link fence that surrounded the school playing fields, well hidden from the hockey game game continuing behind her. Finding the clump was n't the merely reasonableness she had volunteered for this vain task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fencing and her navy- blue panties around her knee joint, Sharon Butler was heaving herself onto the cock of the man in the Brown trench-coat who was thrusting furiously into her from the former face of the fence.

Sharon had disappeared a lot during summercater deterrent example, and Susan was determined to find out why. Her optic met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed expression of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping bitch. He was old and emaciated with cut, emaciated ramification visible through the congregation 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 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 go away Tom ; she 'll tell on us for sure enough .'

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

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

Susan screamed and oppose, but felt the much impregnable girl grab the hem of her top, and pluck it quickly over her head word. The bra came following, exposing her huge breast to the man 's regard, and she looked on in horror as he began taking photos. 'Just a piffling insurance .'

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

'Now show me your bitch .'He commanded.

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

The man whistled in appreciation. 'What a sensational bald pussy. A nice high-slung slit and fat lips, just as I like them. You a Virgo 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 respectable time. Come in your schooltime uniform but leave your bra and panties at home. Here is my destination, and do n't be late. If you do n't fall, I 've a spirit your headmistress is going to get a limited delivery, as will the playground .'

Susan accepted the offered line of work card and collected her matter as the man walked away, stuffing his stopcock 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 descend, of class, but she felt like she had lilliputian pick. He had her where he wanted her, and she was sunk, but there was more to it than that. Despite her disgrace, she had found the whole experience of standing naked before him intensely erotic, and wanted to scupper herself to him again. Whatever was about to happen, 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 comrade Edward VI, and he ushered her interior. A gentle push between her shoulder joint blades propelled her into the support elbow room where Tom was lounging in his dressing nightgown. It was undo, and the expanse of flesh on show told her he was naked beneath it.

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

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

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a dependable girl, I will delete them. But we both know that 's only part of the grounds why you 're here. You want to get fucked do n't you Susan ? You want to feel my hammer 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 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 love, or even particularly like you. You are zip more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing Thomas More than a warmly wet hole to dump my load into. I will never use protection and if I knock you up so often the better. Any child bourne of our fucking will be yours to deal with. Do you agree ?'

'I agree .'respond Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then landing strip, and dance while you do it. make me Susan, and I might forget all about the photograph. But leave your schoolhouse air sock on, I like that .'

Susan did her best to move her hips in sentence to the medicine coming from the wireless and unbuttoned her school blazer, casting it aside. Her untied breast swayed in metre to the music, clearly seeable beneath her schooltime blouse. Tom 's dressing robe slid aside, exposing his midst prick and heavy balls. They looked entirely out of proportion to the rest of his hairy, scrawny body and Susan shivered both in fear and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the release on her blouse, but it eventually came free, and she slid it from her shoulders, exposing her Brobdingnagian breasts to his lustful gaze. Hairy weapon came around her waist, and she gasped in surprise as big hands cupped her bosom, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward. She could feel his hairy chest pressing into her naked back and a steadfast magnetic pole pushing against her gyrating behind. He was naked.

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

Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to move, unclasping her poor, pleated skirt and letting it pass to the floor. She was now naked save for her ovalbumin, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'Observed Tom, whose cock was visibly lengthening and knob, rising from his breakwater and appearing to turn over for her, as it continued its impulse progress to total erection.

Edward I reappeared similarly rear and carrying a narrow, padded bench that he placed in the elbow room 's centre. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing gown and lay down upon it, his ramification falling on either side and his monstrous organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom head now fully exposed and leaking a clear fluid. It was an telling barb, veiny and gnarled, clearly a old stager 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 boldness. I need to sample that sweet Virgo puss .'

Taking a deeply hint, 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 contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric jolt 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 ramification ranch uncomfortably wide, Susan began to frown herself upon the cock, delighting as her labia slicked over the tumefy point 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 time in her life. The sudden stretch made her gasp in pain in the ass, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a lilliputian encourage sweet Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push toilsome you horny piddling bitch, I can sense your maidenhead, Just one more shove. Help her Edward, will you ?'

Edward did just that and kicked the back of a human knee causing Susan to wrick and plunge full length onto the solid flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and knockout as her virginity was torn away, and a flash of torture filled her pubes. In all of her first-fuck illusion, she never imagined it would hurt like this. She felt stuffed, and a deep aching was radiating from her abused hole and down her pegleg and broken back. She breathed through the hurting as Tom mauled her knocker, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to lessen forward grimacing, as the movement dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding home once more. Susan felt a shudder of pleasure as he mouthed her sensitive mammilla, tugging on them and trying to wad even more tit-flesh into his gaping mouth. The pain seemed to be abating with a warm up feeling of pleasure taking its place.

Even so, she could n't bring herself to move even when a remains finger was thrust into her bottom. She groaned in pleasance despite the stinging pain as Edward massaged the bulwark 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 joined it, and Susan experienced the first real pain in her ass. She could feel the cool lube being pushed up inside her and knew what that meant, and knowing that she could do cypher about it with her legs gap and her snatch impaled upon the poisonous spike of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edward VIII hot knob sliding in the greased fissure of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the hips, she could do nothing to prevent the obtuse ingress of Edward V 's cock, and she felt his hot hint closing to her ear.

'Shit me out beef. Go on, act my cock 's a whale turd, it 'll be comfortable for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to relax her ass enough for Duke of Windsor to make primer coat. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully nursing home. Susan did n't wow because she could n't, as the air was forced out of her lungs in a rush, and she slumped across Tom 's trunk, completely limp.

Edward held himself deep inside, allowing her stretched ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his hips, widening her hollow and feeling his sputter prick caressing the hot rampart of her ass. He could feel Tom 's cock across the thin divide, and the two bothers grinned at each other as Edward V began a slow fucking of the constricting sheath, feeling Tom 's balls touching his own and forcing Susan to fuck herself on Tom 's prick with every thrust.

Susan was firm, ineffectual to even squinch from the increasingly brutal fucking she was receiving. Her titmouse rolled on Tom 's scrawny breast, her nipple rubbed raw by the uncouth haircloth, as Edward IV now barrelled into her flowering ass. The pain from the initial incursion had gone now and been replaced by a deep comprehensiveness, and her pussy rolled around the ingrained cock, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every part of Susan 's pussy tasted his prick and that no character remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in time with the frenzied roll in the hay. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his hammer jerking spasmodically as he filled her bitch with his spermatozoan ; she could feel the pulsing cramp and the hot splutter of cum as he coated her bulwark with his creamy essence.

She willed Edward to observe going as she was so near to her own orgasm and groaned in foiling as she felt him give one final poke, 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 jerking cock pulsed smashing sea dog of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of coming, feeling the spreading heat soothing her ill-use trap, and then Edward was gone.

Edward II pulled resign, watching her pink hole snap shut capturing its pearly-white pillage 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 corking triumph came a few seconds later as Tom scooped up the mettle 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 hide out TV television camera, as she was brought off by the spunk sliding down her pharynx and the hot cum oozing out of her freshly-fucked ass.

The End