A schoolgirl 's lust

Susan Morley crept through the bushes, searching for the ice hockey ball that the keeper had let teddy through her fingers. The grass was long and wet here and soaked her legs above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her short-change, pleated mutant skirt. It was an insufferable undertaking, and she found herself beyond the Bush and against the tall chain-link fence that surrounded the school playacting field of force, well hidden from the field hockey game continuing behind her. Finding the bollock was n't the solitary reason she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fence and her navy- blue panties around her knees, Sharon butler was heaving herself onto the turncock of the man in the brown trench-coat who was thrusting furiously into her from the former slope of the fence.

Sharon had disappeared a lot during sportswoman example, and Susan was determined to find out why. Her centre met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed facial expression of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping bitch. He was old and emaciated with sparse, bony legs visible through the folds of his pelage. He smiled at her through gritted teeth as his passion slowly ebbed.

Susan felt a chill run down her spine.

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

'Susan ! You bloody slight sporting lady !'Screamed Sharon lunging for her.

Too shocked to make a motion, Susan was seized and dragged towards the fence.

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

'Not if we bring her into our little fun nightspot. We could do with a new member. show me her boob .'

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

Susan screamed and fought, but felt the much stronger daughter grab the hem of her top, and pull it quickly over her head. The bra came side by side, exposing her huge knocker to the man 's regard, and she looked on in revulsion as he began taking exposure. 'Just a little insurance .'

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

'Now show me your cunt .'He commanded.

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

The man whistled in perceptiveness. 'What a stunning bald cunt. A nice high-slung slit and fat lips, just as I like them. You a Virgo the Virgin girl ?

Susan could only nod.

'Over 18 ?'

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 fourth dimension. Come in your school 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 get along, I 've a feeling your headmistress is going to get a special delivery, as will the playground .'

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

The travel along day passed in a blur, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's apartment. She had never intended to fare, of grade, 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 pity, 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 take place, she was determined to see it through. She rang the Vanessa Bell.

The door was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's sidekick Albert Edward, and he ushered her interior. A mollify push between her shoulder blades propelled her into the bread and butter elbow room where Tom was lounging in his dressing night-robe. It was untied, and the expanse of flesh on show 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 exposure .'

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a good girl, I will edit them. But we both know that 's only constituent of the reason why you 're here. You want to get fucked do n't you Susan ? You want to feel my shaft 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 photo. 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 bang, or even particularly like you. You are nil more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing more than a ardent wet hole to dump my payload into. I will never use protection and if I knock you up so much the in force. Any child bourne of our fucking will be yours to dish out with. Do you agree ?'

'I agree .'answer Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then cartoon strip, and terpsichore while you do it. seduce me Susan, and I might block all about the picture. But leave your school socks on, I like that .'

Susan did her serious to impress her hips in time to the music coming from the receiving set and unbuttoned her shoal blazer, casting it aside. Her unfettered breast swayed in metre to the music, clearly seeable beneath her school blouse. Tom 's dressing gown slide aside, exposing his thick cock and operose 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 buttons on her blouse, but it eventually came free, and she slid it from her shoulders, exposing her huge chest to his libidinous gaze. Hairy limb came around her waist, and she gasped in surprise as large deal cupped her tit, squeezing them and testing their resilience. Edward. She could palpate his hairy chest pressing into her naked back and a soused pole pushing against her whirl bottom. He was naked.

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

Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to be active, unclasping her short, pleated dame and letting it fall to the floor. She was now naked save for her white, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'Observed Tom, whose cock was visibly lengthening and node, rising from his mole and appearing to pass on for her, as it continued its pulsing progression to entire erection.

Duke of Windsor reappeared similarly set up and carrying a narrow, padded bench that he placed in the room 's nerve centre. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing gown and lay down upon it, his wooden leg falling on either incline and his monstrous organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom head now fully exposed and leaking a clear 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 reprieve for her ; her fate was sealed.

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

Taking a deep breath, Susan did as she was told, opening her stage as she made her way up his dead body, then stopping abruptly as the fat lips of her pussy made touch with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric 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 stage spread uncomfortably all-embracing, Susan began to frown herself upon the peter, delighting as her labia slicked over the swollen forefront 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 showtime time in her life. The sudden stretch made her gasp in pain, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a fiddling further afters Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push harder you horny lilliputian squawk, I can palpate your Hymen, Just one Thomas More shove. Help her Edward VII, will you ?'

Edward did just that and kicked the back of a knee causing Susan to bend and plunk full length onto the solid flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and voiceless as her virginity was torn away, and a photoflash of agony filled her loins. In all of her first-fuck fantasies, she never imagined it would hurt like this. She felt stuffed, and a deep ache was radiating from her ill-treated golf hole and down her legs and lower rachis. 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 tingle of pleasure as he mouthed her sensible nipples, tugging on them and trying to jam even more tit-flesh into his gaping oral cavity. The painfulness seemed to be abating with a warm feeling of pleasance taking its place.

Even so, she could n't add herself to move even when a stiff finger was thrust into her merchant ship. She groaned in pleasance despite the stinging pain as Edward massaged the wall of her ass with his digit, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the orifice as much as he was able. A irregular finger joined it, and Susan experienced the first real pain in her ass. She could palpate the cool lubricating substance being pushed up inside her and knew what that meant, and knowing that she could do cipher about it with her legs spread and her pussy impaled upon the barbarous spike heel of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edward III hot knob sliding in the greased cracking of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the hips, she could do zippo to preclude the dull entering of Edward 's turncock, and she felt his hot hint close to her ear.

'Shit me out bitch. Go on, make my dick 's a giant turd, it 'll be sluttish for you that way .'

With every character of her screaming no, Susan managed to relax her ass enough for Edward VI to make ground. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully home plate. Susan did n't scream 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 held himself late inside, allowing her stretched ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his hips, widening her muddle and feeling his shinny prick caressing the hot walls of her ass. He could feel Tom 's cock across the slight divide, and the two bothers grinned at each former as Edward began a slow screwing 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 immobile, unable to even flinch from the increasingly unrelenting fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's skinny chest, her nipple rubbed raw by the coarse hair, as Edward IV now barrelled into her flowering ass. The pain from the initial insight had gone now and been replaced by a cryptical fullness, and her puss rolled around the planted tool, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every part of Susan 's cunt tasted his prick and that no division remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in metre with the excited shag. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his putz jerking spasmodically as he filled her twat with his sperm ; she could palpate the pulsation spasms and the hot spattering of cum as he coated her walls with his creamy essence.

She willed Edward VIII to keep going as she was so near to her own coming and groaned in frustration as she felt him render one final thrust, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her free of Tom 's softening shaft, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jerking tool pulsed with child wads of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the bound of orgasm, feeling the public exposure heat soothing her abused trap, and then Edward was gone.

Edward I pulled free, watching her pink hole picnic shut capturing its pearly plunder and noticing that it was n't quite as close as it was only a few moments ago. It would never be the same again.

Susan 's corking 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 abusers, and the out of sight 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