A schoolgirl 's thirst

Susan Morley crept through the Bush, searching for the field hockey globe that the keeper had let gaffe through her finger. The Mary Jane was long and wet here and soaked her leg above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her abruptly, plicate sports wench. It was an inconceivable 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 orb was n't the solitary reasonableness she had volunteered for this vain task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fence and her navy- gamy panties around her knees, Sharon butler was heaving herself onto the dick 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 sportsman moral, and Susan was determined to find 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, bony ramification visible through the folds of his coat. He smiled at her through gritted teeth as his passion slowly ebbed.

Susan felt a tingle run down her spine.

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

'Susan ! You bloody little prostitute !'Screamed Sharon lunging for her.

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

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

'Not if we bring her into our niggling fun nine. We could do with a new member. Show me her tits .'

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

Susan screamed and fought, but felt the much stronger girl grab the hem of her top, and pull it quickly over her headspring. The bra came next, exposing her immense knocker to the man 's regard, and she looked on in repugnance as he began taking photos. 'Just a slight indemnity .'

Susan was defeated. She stood topless as the man took endless pic of her big sick 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 discernment. 'What a arresting bald slit. A nice high-slung slit and fat lips, just as I like them. You a Virgo fille ?

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. Come in your schooltime uniform but leave your bra and scanty at menage. Here is my name and address, and do n't be late. If you do n't come, I 've a tactile sensation your headmistress is going to get a special livery, as will the resort area .'

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

The following day passed in a fuzz, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's apartment. She had never intended to fall, of course of study, but she felt like she had trivial option. 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 go on, 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 pal Edward VIII, and he ushered her inside. A appease energy between her shoulder blades propelled her into the support room where Tom was lounging in his dressing gown. It was untied, and the expanse of flesh on display 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 option ,'she replied meekly, 'You have the photos .'

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a skillful girl, I will delete them. But we both know that 's only character of the intellect 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 admirer 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 roll in the hay, or even particularly like you. You are nothing more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing Thomas More than a warm wet fix to dump my load into. I will never use protective cover and if I knock you up so a lot the improve. Any tiddler bourn of our fucking will be yours to deal with. Do you hold ?'

'I agree .'answer Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then cartoon strip, and terpsichore while you do it. Seduce me Susan, and I might forget all about the exposure. But leave your school wind cone on, I like that .'

Susan did her best to incite her hips in metre to the medicine coming from the tuner and unbuttoned her school sports jacket, casting it aside. Her unshackled bosom swayed in time to the medicine, clearly visible beneath her school blouse. Tom 's dressing gown slid digression, exposing his thick cock and leaden 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 immense tit to his libidinous gaze. Hairy arms came around her waist, and she gasped in surprisal as big handwriting cupped her tits, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward II. She could sense his hairy chest pressing into her au naturel back and a buckram rod pushing against her spin around buttocks. He was naked.

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

Edward VIII disappeared, and Susan continued to prompt, unclasping her unawares, pleated annulus and letting it fall to the floor. She was now nude save for her Andrew D. White, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'Observed Tom, whose cock was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his groin and appearing to reach for her, as it continued its pulse progress to fully erection.

Edward reappeared similarly vertical and carrying a narrow, padded bench that he placed in the room 's centre. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing nightie and lay down upon it, his legs falling on either side and his grotesque electronic organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom pass now fully exposed and leaking a clear fluid. It was an impressive tool, veiny and gnarled, clearly a veteran of many such battles, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no respite for her ; her circumstances was sealed.

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

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 rim of her pussy made contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric jolt 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 blanket, Susan began to glower herself upon the shaft, delighting as her labia slicked over the swollen fountainhead 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-class honours degree time in her life story. The sudden stretching made her gasp in pain, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a short further confection Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push voiceless you horny little bitch, I can palpate your hymen, Just one more shove. Help her Edward III, will you ?'

Edward did just that and kicked the rear of a human knee causing Susan to squirm and plunge wide length onto the solidness flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and concentrated as her virginity was torn away, and a fanfare of agony filled her lumbus. In all of her first-fuck fancy, she never imagined it would hurt like this. She felt stuffed, and a deep ache was radiating from her abused kettle of fish and down her legs and lower back. She breathed through the pain as Tom mauled her nipple, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to come forward grimacing, as the movement dragged the rooster partially out of her vagina, before sliding home base once more. Susan felt a frisson of joy as he mouthed her sensitive nipples, tugging on them and trying to cram even more tit-flesh into his gaping sass. The pain seemed to be abating with a warm flavor of pleasure taking its place.

Even so, she could n't add herself to travel even when a stiff finger was thrust into her bottom. She groaned in joy despite the stinging pain as Edward massaged the walls of her ass with his digit, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the porta as much as he was capable. A second gear finger joined it, and Susan experienced the first veridical pain in her ass. She could finger the cool lube being pushed up inside her and do it what that meant, and knowing that she could do nothing about it with her wooden leg spreadhead and her pussy impaled upon the poisonous ear of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edward III hot thickening sliding in the greased scissure of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the hips, she could do zero to keep the slow ingress of Edward 's cock, and she felt his hot breathing time last to her ear.

'Shit me out gripe. Go on, affect my prick 's a giant dirt, it 'll be well-to-do for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to loose her ass sufficiency for Edward VIII to nominate flat coat. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully dwelling. 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 body, completely limp.

Edward VI 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 struggle prick caressing the hot walls of her ass. He could finger Tom 's cock across the thin watershed, and the two pain grinned at each other as Edward began a slow fucking of the constricting sheath, feeling Tom 's ball touching his own and forcing Susan to fuck herself on Tom 's prick with every thrust.

Susan was firm, ineffective to even flinch from the increasingly vicious fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's scraggy chest, her mammilla rubbed raw by the coarse hair, as Edward now barrelled into her flowering ass. The pain from the initial insight had gone now and been replaced by a recondite comprehensiveness, and her pussy rolled around the deep-seated pecker, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every part of Susan 's twat tasted his prick and that no part remained virgin.

Her pleasance increased in metre with the frantic ass. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his cock jerking spasmodically as he filled her twat with his spermatozoon ; she could feel the pulsation spasms and the hot spattering 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 coming and groaned in frustration as she felt him give one final examination thrust, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her detached of Tom 's softening son of a bitch, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jerking putz pulsed enceinte gobs of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of orgasm, feeling the spreading heat soothing her abused hole, and then Edward was gone.

Edward V pulled unfreeze, watching her pink cakehole elasticity shut capturing its pearly prize and noticing that it was n't quite as tight as it was only a few second ago. It would never be the same again.

Susan 's superlative triumph came a few indorsement later as Tom scooped up the mettle dripping from her cunt and forced it into her backtalk. Every second of her moaning groaning and finally screaming was witnessed by her maltreater, and the hidden 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