A schoolgirl 's crave

Susan E. W. Morley crept through the shrub, searching for the hockey game testis that the keeper had let slip through her finger. The grass was long and wet here and soaked her legs above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her forgetful, pleated sports skirt. It was an out of the question undertaking, and she found herself beyond the bushes and against the grandiloquent chain-link fence that surrounded the school playing fields, well hidden from the hockey game biz continuing behind her. Finding the ball was n't the only cause she had volunteered for this sleeveless task.

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

Sharon had disappeared a lot during play lessons, 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 cunt. He was old and emaciated with thin, bony legs visible through the flexure of his coat. He smiled at her through gritted tooth as his passion slowly ebbed.

Susan felt a chill run down her spine.

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

'Susan ! You bloody piffling whore !'Screamed Sharon lunging for her.

Too shocked to move, Susan was seized and dragged towards the fence.

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

'Not if we bring her into our little fun club. We could do with a new extremity. picture me her tits .'

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

Susan screamed and fought, but felt the much warm little girl grab the hem of her top, and pull it quickly over her mind. The bra came following, exposing her huge breasts to the man 's regard, and she looked on in revulsion as he began taking photograph. 'Just a short policy .'

Susan was defeated. She stood topless as the man took sempiternal exposure of her overweight pale tits.

'Now register me your cunt .'He commanded.

There was already adequate grounds to get her exhaust, so she reluctantly unhooked her skirt allowing it to hang to the story and wriggled out of her step-in stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.

The man whistled in appreciation. 'What a stunning bald snatch. A nice high-slung slit and fat lips, just as I like them. You a 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 secure metre. Come in your schooling uniform but leave your bra and panties at abode. Here is my address, and do n't be late. If you do n't fare, I 've a feel your headmistress is going to get a limited delivery, as will the resort area .'

Susan accepted the offered business organization lineup and collected her things as the man walked away, stuffing his pecker into his pants.

The watch over day passed in a blur, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's apartment. She had never intended to come, of course of study, but she felt like she had slight pick. 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 unhurt experience of standing naked before him intensely erotic, and wanted to expose herself to him again. Whatever was about to come about, she was determined to see it through. She rang the Alexander Melville Bell.

The door was answered by an equally old man who introduced himself as Tom 's buddy Edward, and he ushered her inside. A gentle push button between her shoulder joint vane propelled her into the support room where Tom was lounging in his dressing gown. It was untied, and the expanse of build 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 pic .'

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a well girl, I will delete them. But we both know that 's only component 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 crease like I did with your acquaintance 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 enjoy, or even particularly like you. You are nothing more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing more than a warm wet yap to dump my consignment into. I will never use tribute and if I knock you up so a lot the better. Any child bourne of our fucking will be yours to deal with. Do you agree ?'

'I agree .'reply Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then comic strip, and terpsichore while you do it. Seduce me Susan, and I might leave all about the pic. But leave your schoolhouse windsock on, I like that .'

Susan did her best to move her hips in metre to the music coming from the radio and unbuttoned her school sport coat, casting it aside. Her unfettered tit swayed in time to the medicine, clearly seeable beneath her school blouse. Tom 's dressing nightgown slid excursus, exposing his midst dick and heavy balls. They looked entirely out of proportion to the quietus of his hairy, scrawny body and Susan shivered both in care and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the buttons on her blouse, but it eventually came relieve, and she slid it from her shoulder joint, exposing her Brobdingnagian titty to his lustful gaze. Hairy arms came around her waistline, and she gasped in surprise as large workforce cupped her tits, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward. She could feel his hairy chest pressing into her naked back and a stiff celestial pole pushing against her spin bed. He was naked.

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

Edward disappeared, and Susan continued to move, unclasping her short, pleated skirt and letting it fall to the flooring. She was now naked save for her Edward Douglas White Jr., knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'mention Tom, whose cock was visibly lengthening and thickening, rising from his groin and appearing to achieve for her, as it continued its pulsing progress to full erection.

Edward II reappeared similarly erect and carrying a specify, padded bench that he placed in the room 's Centre. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing nightie 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 crystallize fluid. It was an telling ray of light, veiny and gnarled, clearly a old hand of many such battle, 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 cheek. I need to savour that sugariness virgin pussy .'

Taking a deep breath, Susan did as she was told, opening her branch as she made her way up his trunk, then stopping abruptly as the fat lips of her pussycat made contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric car jerking of pleasure surged through her dead 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 legs spread uncomfortably wide, Susan began to turn down herself upon the dick, delighting as her labia slicked over the swollen read/write head and then she jammed it tight in her fuckhole. She pushed harder and felt it enter, forcing apart the bulwark of her snatch for the first time in her life. The sudden stretching made her pant in pain, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a picayune boost sweet Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push knockout you horny minuscule squawk, I can feel your Hymen, Just one more shove. Help her Edward I, will you ?'

Edward did just that and kicked the back of a articulatio genus causing Susan to wrestle and plunge full length onto the solid flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and unvoiced as her virginity was torn away, and a flash of torment filled her loins. In all of her first-fuck fantasy, she never imagined it would hurt like this. She felt stuffed, and a deeply ache was radiating from her abused hole and down her legs and lower dorsum. She breathed through the pain as Tom mauled her tits, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to accrue forward grimacing, as the movement dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding plate once more. Susan felt a frisson of pleasure as he mouthed her sensitive nipples, tugging on them and trying to cram even more tit-flesh into his gaping mouth. The pain seemed to be abating with a warm look of pleasure taking its place.

even so, she could n't bring herself to move even when a besotted finger was thrust into her bottom. She groaned in pleasance 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 able. A irregular finger joined it, and Susan experienced the first rattling pain sensation in her ass. She could find the cool off lubricating substance being pushed up inside her and bonk what that meant, and knowing that she could do nothing about it with her pegleg spreading and her twat impaled upon the vicious stiletto heel of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edwards hot knob sliding in the greased crack of her ass, seeking her hole. Held by the rosehip, she could do nothing to forestall the slow ingress of Edward 's putz, and she felt his hot breath close to her ear.

'Shit me out gripe. Go on, pretend my cock 's a colossus turd, it 'll be easygoing for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to relax her ass sufficiency for Edward to make ground. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully home. Susan did n't scream because she could n't, as the air was forced out of her lungs in a thrill, and she slumped across Tom 's body, completely limp.

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

Susan was immobile, ineffective to even flinch from the increasingly bestial fucking she was receiving. Her tits rolled on Tom 's tight fitting chest, her nipples rubbed raw by the coarse pilus, as Edward now barrelled into her bloom ass. The pain from the initial penetration had gone now and been replaced by a cryptic fullness, and her snatch rolled around the planted hammer, as Tom moved his hip joint ensuring every part of Susan 's slit tasted his scratch and that no part remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in time with the frantic roll in the hay. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his prick jerking spasmodically as he filled her cunt with his spermatozoon ; she could finger the pulsing spasm and the hot splashing 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 orgasm and groaned in frustration as she felt him throw one last driving force, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her dislodge of Tom 's softening son of a bitch, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The saccade cock pulsed great gobs of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the bound of sexual climax, feeling the spreading estrus soothing her ill-treated golf hole, and then Albert Edward was gone.

Edward pulled relieve, watching her pink hole press stud shut capturing its pearly loot 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 superlative triumph came a few seconds later as Tom scooped up the nerve 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 hidden video 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