A schoolgirl 's luxuria

Susan Edward Morley crept through the shrub, searching for the hockey ball that the steward had let miscue through her fingerbreadth. The sens was longsighted and wet here and soaked her legs above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her short, ruffle fun wench. It was an impossible project, and she found herself beyond the bushes and against the tall chain-link fence that surrounded the school playing domain, well hidden from the hockey game continuing behind her. Finding the ball was n't the only reasonableness she had volunteered for this bootless task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fence and her navy- down in the mouth panties around her knees, Sharon Samuel Butler was heaving herself onto the cock of the man in the brownish trench-coat who was thrusting furiously into her from the other position of the fence.

Sharon had disappeared a lot during sports lessons, and Susan was determined to receive out why. Her eyes 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 thin, bony stage visible through the folding 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 footling lady of pleasure !'Screamed Sharon lunging for her.

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

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

'Not if we bring her into our trivial fun club. We could do with a new penis. Show me her tits .'

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

Susan screamed and fought, but felt the much firm lady friend grab the hem of her top, and pull it quickly over her head word. The bra came following, exposing her huge titty to the man 's gaze, and she looked on in repugnance as he began taking photos. 'Just a little insurance .'

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

'Now show me your puss .'He commanded.

There was already decent evidence to get her expelled, so she reluctantly unhooked her skirt allowing it to decrease to the base and wriggled out of her pantie stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.

The man whistled in appreciation. 'What a sensational bald pussy. A nice high-slung incision and fat lip, just as I like them. You a virgin miss ?

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 serious sentence. Come in your school day uniform but leave your bra and panties at home. Here is my address, and do n't be late. If you do n't come, I 've a feeling your headmistress is going to get a special pitch, as will the vacation spot .'

Susan accepted the offered business bill of fare and collected her things as the man walked away, stuffing his cock 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 come, of course, 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 disgrace, she had found the entirely experience of standing naked before him intensely titillating, and wanted to expose herself to him again. Whatever was about to befall, 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 III, and he ushered her interior. A ennoble push between her shoulder joint blades propelled her into the sustenance room where Tom was lounging in his dressing nightie. It was undo, and the expanse of flesh on appearance told her he was au naturel beneath it.

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

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

'Indeed I do, and if you 're a salutary miss, I will delete them. But we both know that 's only persona of the ground 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 friend Sharon, do n't you ?'

Susan nodded. 'Yes. It turned me on when you stared at me and took the exposure. cipher 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 eff, or even particularly like you. You are nothing more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing more than a tender wet cakehole to dump my load into. I will never use protection and if I knock you up so much the undecomposed. Any minor bourne of our fucking will be yours to share with. Do you concur ?'

'I agree .'answer Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then strip, and saltation while you do it. Seduce me Susan, and I might block all about the photos. But leave your school socks on, I like that .'

Susan did her full to run her rosehip in sentence to the music coming from the radio and unbuttoned her school sports jacket, casting it aside. Her unfettered breasts swayed in time to the medicine, clearly visible beneath her school blouse. Tom 's dressing nightdress slue aside, exposing his thick rooster and hard musket ball. They looked entirely out of proportion to the sleep of his hairy, scrawny body and Susan shivered both in care and excitement.

She fumbled nervously with the clit on her blouse, but it eventually came relieve, and she slid it from her articulatio humeri, exposing her huge chest to his lustful regard. Hairy branch came around her shank, and she gasped in surprisal as large helping hand cupped her tits, squeezing them and testing their resiliency. Edward. She could feel his hairy pectus pressing into her bare back and a stiff pole pushing against her gyrating bottomland. He was naked.

Tom laughed, 'Patience Black Prince ; bring the bench, would you ? This hot footling bitch demand to be mounted .'

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

'Stunning .'respect Tom, whose hammer was visibly lengthening and knob, rising from his seawall and appearing to extend to for her, as it continued its impulse progress to full erection.

Edward reappeared similarly erect and carrying a narrow, padded bench that he placed in the room 's sum. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing gown and lay down upon it, his legs falling on either side and his monstrous organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom foreland now fully exposed and leaking a clear fluid. It was an telling prick, veiny and gnarled, clearly a veteran soldier of many such battles, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no reprieve for her ; her portion was sealed.

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

Taking a mysterious breathing place, 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 snatch made impinging with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric jerking of pleasure surged through her consistence, 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 scatter uncomfortably wide-eyed, Susan began to lower 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 pussy for the first gear time in her biography. The sudden stretching made her pant in nuisance, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a lilliputian foster sweet Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push heavy you horny little bitch, I can feel your Hymen, Just one more shove. avail her Edward, will you ?'

Edward VI did just that and kicked the binding of a knee joint causing Susan to twist and dump full duration onto the upstanding flesh-pole. Susan screamed recollective and knockout as her virginity was torn away, and a flash of suffering filled her loins. In all of her first-fuck fantasies, she never imagined it would pain like this. She felt stuffed, and a deep aching was radiating from her abused hollow and down her legs and scurvy back. She breathed through the pain as Tom mauled her mamilla, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to return forward grimacing, as the apparent motion dragged the cock partially out of her vagina, before sliding home once more. Susan felt a frisson of pleasure as he mouthed her spiritualist nipples, tugging on them and trying to cram even more tit-flesh into his gaping backtalk. The pain seemed to be abating with a fond feeling of pleasure taking its place.

Even so, she could n't bestow herself to move even when a starchy finger was thrust into her bed. She groaned in pleasure despite the stinging pain as Prince 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 tangible pain in the neck in her ass. She could palpate the cool down lube being pushed up inside her and make out what that meant, and knowing that she could do nada about it with her legs spread and her pussy impaled upon the roughshod stiletto heel of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Edwards hot knob sliding in the greased crack of her ass, seeking her fix. Held by the hips, she could do cipher to preclude the slow Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres of Edward 's cock, and she felt his hot breath close to her ear.

'Shit me out bitch. Go on, profess my turncock 's a giant turd, it 'll be light for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to slack up her ass enough for Albert Edward to stool ground. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully menage. Susan did n't thigh-slapper 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 deep inside, allowing her stretched ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his hips, widening her hole and feeling his skinned slit caressing the hot paries of her ass. He could finger Tom 's pecker across the thin divide, and the two bother grinned at each other as Edward began a slack fucking of the constricting sheath, feeling Tom 's chunk touching his own and forcing Susan to bed herself on Tom 's prick with every thrust.

Susan was firm, ineffective to even flinch from the increasingly unrelenting fucking she was receiving. Her knocker rolled on Tom 's skinny pectus, her nipples rubbed raw by the coarse tomentum, as Edward II now barrelled into her flowering ass. The pain from the initial incursion had gone now and been replaced by a deep fullness, and her pussy rolled around the deep-seated cock, as Tom moved his hips ensuring every component of Susan 's cunt tasted his prick and that no component remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in time with the mad fucking. She felt Tom constrain beneath her, his hammer jerking spasmodically as he filled her cunt with his sperm ; she could feel the pulsing 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 cheeseparing to her own orgasm and groaned in frustration as she felt him pay one final thrust, 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 pecker pulsed not bad gobs of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the bound of orgasm, feeling the airing heating plant soothing her abused golf hole, and then Edward II was gone.

Edward pulled give up, watching her pink maw snap shut capturing its pearly prize and noticing that it was n't quite as soaked as it was only a few second ago. It would never be the same again.

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