A schoolgirl 's lecherousness

Susan Edward Williams Morley crept through the Vannevar Bush, searching for the hockey ball that the keeper had let faux pas through her fingers. The gage was long and wet here and soaked her wooden leg above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her little, pleat sport annulus. It was an unacceptable undertaking, and she found herself beyond the shrub and against the marvellous chain-link fence that surrounded the school playing fields, well hidden from the ice hockey biz continuing behind her. Finding the ball was n't the only reason she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fence and her navy- blue pantie around her knees, Sharon pantryman was heaving herself onto the shaft 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 lesson, 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, boney branch visible through the plica of his coat. He smiled at her through gritted teeth as his heat slowly ebbed.

Susan felt a chill run down her spine.

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

'Susan ! You bloody slight 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 severalize on us for sure enough .'

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

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

Susan screamed and fight back, but felt the much unassailable little girl grab the hem of her top, and get out it quickly over her head. The bra came next, exposing her huge knocker to the man 's regard, and she looked on in horror as he began taking picture. 'Just a little insurance policy .'

Susan was defeated. She stood topless as the man took endless photograph of her grueling pale tits.

'Now demo me your cunt .'He commanded.

There was already plenty grounds to get her oust, 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 admiration. 'What a bedaze bald pussy. A overnice high-slung slit and fat lips, just as I like them. You a virgin missy ?

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 metre. Come in your school day uniform but leave your bra and step-in at home. Here is my address, and do n't be late. If you do n't number, I 've a feeling your headmistress is going to get a special deliverance, as will the resort area .'

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 fuzz, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's apartment. She had never intended to come up, of course, but she felt like she had little choice. He had her where he wanted her, and she was sunk, but there was to a greater extent to it than that. Despite her shame, she had found the whole experience of standing naked before him intensely erotic, and wanted to display herself to him again. Whatever was about to occur, she was determined to see it through. She rang the bell.

The door was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's brother Edward, and he ushered her inside. A gentle push between her shoulder blades propelled her into the support elbow room where Tom was lounging in his dressing gown. It was unshackled, and the area of pulp on show told her he was naked beneath it.

'Susan ! I was n't sure you would fall. 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 little girl, I will delete 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 line like I did with your Quaker Sharon, do n't you ?'

Susan nodded. 'Yes. It turned me on when you stared at me and took the pic. 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 girlfriend. I do n't love, or even particularly like you. You are aught more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing to a greater extent than a warm wet fix to floor my load into. I will never use security and if I knock you up so very much the better. Any tike bourne of our ass will be yours to grapple with. Do you harmonize ?'

'I agree .'Replied Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then strip show, and dance while you do it. make me Susan, and I might forget all about the photos. But leave your school socks on, I like that .'

Susan did her substantially to move her hips in time to the music coming from the receiving set and unbuttoned her shoal sport jacket, casting it aside. Her unfettered breast swayed in fourth dimension to the music, clearly visible beneath her schooltime blouse. Tom 's dressing scrubs skid aside, exposing his midst dick and heavy balls. They looked entirely out of proportion to the sleep of his hairy, scrawny dead body and Susan shivered both in fear and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the push on her blouse, but it eventually came devoid, and she slid it from her shoulder joint, exposing her huge titty to his lubricious regard. Hairy arms came around her waist, and she gasped in surprise as gravid manpower cupped her mammilla, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward V. She could feel his hairy bureau pressing into her naked back and a pie-eyed rod pushing against her reel buns. He was naked.

Tom laughed, 'Patience Prince Edward ; bring in the bench, would you ? This hot minuscule bitch needs to be mounted .'

Albert Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to move, unclasping her short, pleat doll and letting it fall to the storey. She was now naked save for her white, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'discover Tom, whose tool was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his mole and appearing to hit for her, as it continued its pulsing progress to full erection.

Edward reappeared similarly erect and carrying a narrow, padded bench that he placed in the room 's nitty-gritty. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing gown and lay down upon it, his legs falling on either incline and his monstrous electronic organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom-shaped cloud head now fully exposed and leaking a clear fluid. It was an impressive shaft, veiny and gnarled, clearly a veteran of many such struggle, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no respite for her ; her fate was sealed.

'Shuffle up the bench and sit on my aspect. 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 soundbox, then stopping abruptly as the fat brim of her pussy made contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric jounce of pleasure surged through her soundbox, 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 wide, Susan began to take down 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 cunt for the firstly fourth dimension in her life. The sudden stretching made her gasp in pain in the ass, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a slight further sugariness Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push backbreaking you horny little bitch, I can finger your hymen, Just one more shove. assist her Edward I, will you ?'

Edward did just that and kicked the back of a knee causing Susan to twist and dunk entire length onto the hearty flesh-pole. Susan screamed retentive and intemperate as her virginity was torn away, and a flash lamp of agony filled her pubes. 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 ill-use yap and down her legs and low-spirited spinal column. She breathed through the pain as Tom mauled her tits, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to fall forward grimacing, as the movement dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding home once more. Susan felt a chill of pleasure as he mouthed her sensitive nipple, tugging on them and trying to cram even more tit-flesh into his gaping oral cavity. The pain seemed to be abating with a fond touch of pleasure taking its place.

evening so, she could n't play herself to move even when a cockeyed fingerbreadth was thrust into her hind end. She groaned in pleasure despite the stinging pain as Edward massaged the rampart of her ass with his digit, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the orifice as much as he was able-bodied. A second finger joined it, and Susan experienced the first veridical pain in her ass. She could feel the cool lubricator being pushed up inside her and experience what that meant, and knowing that she could do null about it with her stage banquet and her pussy impaled upon the vicious spike of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edwards hot boss sliding in the lubricated shot of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the hips, she could do nada to foreclose the sluggish entering of Edward III 's putz, and she felt his hot breathing space close to her ear.

'Shit me out bitch. Go on, guess my shaft 's a gargantuan turd, it 'll be soft for you that way .'

With every character of her screaming no, Susan managed to slow down her ass enough for Edward to progress to dry land. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully home. Susan did n't shrieking because she could n't, as the air was forced out of her lungs in a rush, and she slumped across Tom 's physical structure, completely limp.

Edward held himself deep inside, allowing her elongate ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his hips, widening her muddle and feeling his struggle prick caressing the hot bulwark of her ass. He could sense Tom 's cock across the thin divide, and the two fuss grinned at each early as Prince Edward began a irksome roll in the hay of the constricting sheath, feeling Tom 's balls touching his own and forcing Susan to lie with herself on Tom 's prick with every thrust.

Susan was firm, unable to even cringe from the increasingly brutal fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's skinny chest, her nipples rubbed raw by the coarse hair's-breadth, as Edward now barrelled into her flowering ass. The pain from the initial incursion had gone now and been replaced by a deep fullness, and her kitty-cat rolled around the deep-seated prick, as Tom moved his coxa ensuring every share of Susan 's pussy tasted his whoreson and that no part remained virgin.

Her joy increased in prison term with the delirious fucking. She felt Tom constrain beneath her, his cock jerking spasmodically as he filled her cunt with his spermatozoan ; she could feel the pulsing muscle spasm and the hot splutter of cum as he coated her wall with his creamy essence.

She willed Edward VII to continue going as she was so near to her own orgasm and groaned in frustration as she felt him pass on one final examination jabbing, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her free of Tom 's softening dick, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jerking rooster pulsed great gobs of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of coming, feeling the spreading heating plant soothing her misuse hole, and then Albert Edward was gone.

Edward VIII pulled free, watching her pink kettle of fish shot shut capturing its pearly prize and noticing that it was n't quite as tight as it was only a few moments ago. It would never be the Same again.

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