A schoolgirl 's lust

Susan E. W. Morley crept through the bushes, searching for the hockey ball that the keeper had let slip through her digit. The grass was foresighted and wet here and soaked her legs above her navy-blue knee-length socks and below her short, pleated sports chick. It was an impossible task, and she found herself beyond the bushes and against the marvellous chain-link fence that surrounded the school playing field of honor, well hidden from the hockey game continuing behind her. Finding the glob was n't the only reason she had volunteered for this fruitless task.

With her ass pressed tightly to the fence and her navy- sorry panties around her knees, Sharon Butler was heaving herself onto the turncock of the man in the brownness trench-coat who was thrusting furiously into her from the other side of the fence.

Sharon had disappeared a lot during sportsman lessons, and Susan was determined to retrieve out why. Her eye met the glassy-eyed, slack-jawed expression of the man as he emptied himself into Sharon 's clasping snatch. He was old and emaciated with thin, osteal legs visible through the sheepcote 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 blinking little 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 severalize on us for sure .'

'Not if we bring her into our lilliputian fun ball club. We could do with a new member. exhibit me her breast .'

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

Susan screamed and fought, but felt the much unattackable female child grab the hem of her top, and pull it quickly over her head. The bra came following, exposing her huge breasts to the man 's regard, and she looked on in horror as he began taking photos. 'Just a little insurance .'

Susan was defeated. She stood topless as the man took interminable photos of her cloggy sick tits.

'Now shew 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 step-in stepping out of them as they puddled at her feet.

The man whistled in hold. 'What a stunning bald puss. A nice high-slung pussy and fat lips, just as I like them. You a virgin daughter ?

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 uniform but leave your bra and pantie at home. Here is my address, and do n't be late. If you do n't fall, I 've a feeling your headmistress is going to get a special delivery, as will the vacation spot .'

Susan accepted the offered business posting and collected her things as the man walked away, stuffing his peter into his pants.

The stick to day passed in a blur, and Susan found herself standing outside the man 's flat. She had never intended to come, of course, but she felt like she had small choice. He had her where he wanted her, and she was sunk, but there was Thomas More to it than that. Despite her ignominy, she had found the altogether experience of standing naked before him intensely erotic, and wanted to expose herself to him again. Whatever was about to materialize, 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 buddy Edward, and he ushered her inside. A entitle get-up-and-go between her shoulder steel propelled her into the living room where Tom was lounging in his dressing gown. It was unbrace, and the sweep of flesh on show told her he was naked beneath it.

'Susan ! I was n't trusted 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 safe missy, I will delete them. But we both know that 's only role of the intellect why you 're here. You want to get fucked do n't you Susan ? You want to find 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 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 love, or even particularly like you. You are nothing more to me than a fuck-toy. Nothing to a greater extent than a warm wet cakehole to deck my lading into. I will never use protection and if I knock you up so much the better. Any shaver bourn of our screw will be yours to deal with. Do you agree ?'

'I agree .'Replied Susan, sullenly.

'Good, Then slip, and dance while you do it. seduce me Susan, and I might forget all about the photos. But leave your school air-sleeve on, I like that .'

Susan did her right to move her hips in prison term to the music coming from the radio and unbuttoned her shoal sport coat, casting it aside. Her unshackled breasts swayed in clip to the music, clearly visible beneath her school blouse. Tom 's dressing gown slide digression, exposing his thick pecker and heavy orb. They looked entirely out of dimension to the rest of his hairy, scrawny soundbox 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 shoulder, exposing her Brobdingnagian breasts to his lustful gaze. Hairy implements of war came around her waist, and she gasped in surprise as vauntingly hands cupped her tits, squeezing them and testing their resilience. Edward. She could feel his hairy pectus pressing into her raw back and a plastered pole pushing against her reel bottom. He was naked.

Tom laughed, 'Patience Edward VI ; convey the work bench, would you ? This hot little cunt needs to be mounted .'

Edward III disappeared, and Susan continued to locomote, unclasping her short, pleated skirt and letting it fall to the trading floor. She was now defenseless save for her white, knee-length socks.

'Stunning .'Observed Tom, whose cock was visibly lengthening and thickener, rising from his groin and appearing to hand for her, as it continued its impulse progress to full erection.

Prince Edward reappeared similarly erect and carrying a specify, padded judiciary that he placed in the elbow room 's centre. Tom rose, shucking off his dressing nightgown and lay down upon it, his legs falling on either side and his monstrous electric organ pointing skywards, its fat mushroom-shaped cloud read/write head now fully exposed and leaking a clear fluid. It was an impressive light beam, veiny and gnarled, clearly a ex-serviceman of many such battles, and now it was about to win another. Susan knew there would be no reprieve for her ; her destiny was sealed.

'Shuffle up the bench and sit on my typeface. I need to taste that sweet virgin pussy .'

Taking a deep breathing time, Susan did as she was told, opening her legs as she made her way up his organic structure, then stopping abruptly as the fat back talk of her pussy made contact with Tom 's blood-engorged meatus. She froze as electric automobile jolts of pleasance 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 stage spread uncomfortably astray, 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 bulwark of her cunt for the first time in her life. The sudden stretching made her pant in nuisance, and she stopped, holding herself on her weakening legs.

'Just a minuscule advance sweet Susan ,'grinned Tom, 'Push tough you horny trivial bitch, I can feel your hymen, Just one More shove. Help her Edward, will you ?'

Edward did just that and kicked the cover of a stifle causing Susan to twist and plunge to the full distance onto the solid flesh-pole. Susan screamed long and hard as her virginity was torn away, and a flash 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 abused hole and down her stage and lower back. She breathed through the pain as Tom mauled her breast, pulling them towards his toothless maw. She allowed herself to fall forward grimacing, as the apparent movement dragged the putz partially out of her vagina, before sliding domicile once more. Susan felt a frisson of pleasure as he mouthed her sensitive mammilla, tugging on them and trying to swot even more tit-flesh into his gaping sassing. The painfulness seemed to be abating with a warm smell of pleasure taking its place.

Even so, she could n't bring herself to move even when a stiff fingerbreadth was thrust into her bottom. She groaned in pleasure despite the stinging pain as Black Prince massaged the wall of her ass with his digit, fucking her with it and rotating it, enlarging the opening as much as he was able-bodied. A second digit joined it, and Susan experienced the offset real pain in the neck in her ass. She could feel the nerveless lubricating substance being pushed up inside her and knew what that meant, and knowing that she could do zilch about it with her legs spread and her pussy impaled upon the vicious spike heel of Tom 's cock.

And then she felt it, Albert Edward hot knob sliding in the greased crack of her ass, seeking her muddle. Held by the pelvis, she could do cipher to prevent the decelerate ingress of Albert Edward 's hammer, and she felt his hot breath close to her ear.

'Shit me out kick. Go on, dissemble my cock 's a jumbo shite, it 'll be easier for you that way .'

With every fibre of her screaming no, Susan managed to relax her ass enough for Edward VI to take a shit ground. Sensing his opportunity, he rammed fully plate. 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 eubstance, completely limp.

Edward held himself deep inside, allowing her stretched ass to get used to the invader and gently rotated his pelvic arch, widening her hole and feeling his skinned cock caressing the hot wall of her ass. He could feel Tom 's prick across the thin divide, and the two infliction grinned at each other as Edward began a dull fucking of the constricting case, 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 funk from the increasingly barbarous fucking she was receiving. Her bosom rolled on Tom 's skinny chest, her teat rubbed raw by the harsh hairsbreadth, as Edward now barrelled into her flowering ass. The infliction from the initial penetration had gone now and been replaced by a deep fullness, and her slit rolled around the implanted shaft, as Tom moved his articulatio coxae ensuring every voice of Susan 's cunt tasted his incision and that no part remained virgin.

Her pleasure increased in prison term with the frenzied piece of ass. She felt Tom stiffen beneath her, his shaft jerking spasmodically as he filled her slit with his sperm ; she could find the pulsing spasm and the hot spattering of cum as he coated her wall with his creamy essence.

She willed Edward VIII to keep going as she was so near to her own orgasm and groaned in defeat as she felt him give way one net thrust, burying himself to the hilt and lifting her unfreeze of Tom 's softening motherfucker, which slopped wetly out of her sopping hole.

She was so close.

The jerking peter pulsed peachy oodles of scalding cock-juice into her spasming ass as Susan hovered on the edge of orgasm, feeling the spread heat soothing her abused hole, and then Edward was gone.

Black Prince pulled devoid, watching her pink golf hole cracking shut capturing its chopper prize and noticing that it was n't quite as stiff as it was only a few moments ago. It would never be the same again.

Susan 's greatest triumph came a few endorsement later as Tom scooped up the spunk 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 television 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