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When the bell finally sounded Susie Merton sighed with
relief. She liked school and she was a good student, but
it had been a long afternoon. Her pussy had started to itch during
English, and she had been squirming about in her seat all
through History. She looked up at Mr. Thompson, her history teacher,
always so proper and respectable in his blazer and flannels.
Wednesday was the only day Susie had him for her last class,
and it seemed to her that he always looked especially proper
on those days. Catching his eye turned in her direction she smiled,
only to see him flush and turn quickly away.
The other students filed out quickly. Susie lingered and
approached the teacher's desk as if to ask a question.
"Mr. Thompson, I have this problem."
"Yes, Miss Merton. What is it?"
His reply was almost choked, for he knew what was coming.
It was the same every Wednesday. The young girl set her
textbooks down on his desk and stood beside him, on the side
opposite the classroom door.
"It's this. I just can't get it into my head, " Susie said,her
right hand reaching out boldly to squeeze the teacher'scrotch.
Fred Thompson gasped but did not move away. She was happyto
feel that his prick was already half-erect, and jerkingunder her
hand. The classroom was empty though the door was stillopen,
but Mr. Thompson's back was turned towards the hallwayand
Susie was almost completely hidden from any passers-by.
She had a firm grip on his swelling cock now, squeezing it
warmly through his impeccable flannels.
"It's just so hard to swallow something like this, " she
whispered, giving it an extra squeeze. It was a lie. In factSusie
loved to swallow her history teacher's cock, and had been
enthusiastically doing so since the second week of school.Mr.
Thompson's prick seemed just made for sucking, unlikethose of
some of her other teachers. It was not too big, but it hada large
round knob on the end that fit right into Susie's mouth likea ripe,
juicy plum.
Deftly she worked his zipper down and slid her hand intohis
fly. Mr. Thompson now wore boxer shorts, at least on
Wednesdays, though he hadn't at first. Susie rememberedhow
much trouble she had had the first time she had tried to extricate
his half-swollen cock from his pants. But this time it poppedout
easily, as if eager for what was to come. More eager thanits
owner it seemed. Mr. Thompson gulped noisily.
"Uh . . . Uh , the door, Miss Merton. Shouldn't we . . . ? Susie
usually gave him a chance to shut the door, but today shecouldn't
wait to taste his prick, and she liked the excitement ofknowing
that they might be discovered at any time.
Greedily she spread her lips over the red knob of his now
completely stiff cock, kissing it with familiar affection.Then she
began to lick at it avidly. The teacher instinctively pushed
forward with his hips and that big round morsel slippedeasily
between Susie's welcoming lips. He gripped her head andbegan
to push it in and out of her mouth, but timidly, with shorthesitant
strokes, while Susie sucked vigorously.
Footsteps echoed in the hall. Mr. Thompson froze, his cock
planted deep in Susie's mouth.
"Please, Miss Merton . . . Susan! Oh God! Someone's
coming. Stop it, please. We can't. Not here."
Frantically he tried to push the young schoolgirl awayfrom
his crotch, but Susie would have none of it. She bit downwith her
teeth--not hard enough to hurt him but firmly enough toremind
him that she could if she wanted. With her teeth pressedfirmly
against the flesh of his trembling shaft, it was impossiblefor him
to pull its swollen knob through them. Susie was not goingto
give up her lollipop no matter who was coming.
The footsteps paused at the doorway. A cheery female voice
called out:
"Good night, Fred. Working late?"
It was Miss Renwick, the principal's secretary. Susieknew that
she was trying to seduce Mr. Thompson. All the girls whispered
about it in the washroom.
Mr. Thompson turned his head, looking awkwardly over his
shoulder. His body was held in position by Susie's tenacious
mouth on his cock.
"Uh, oh, yes. Miss . . . uh . . Renwick. Some things I have to
finish up."
"You're too dedicated, Fred. You should relax and havesome
fun sometime too."
Susie began to move her head slightly, rubbing her tongue
over the round head of Fred Thompson's cock, still carefulnot to
let him pull out. She was very excited. While she had oftenbeen
watched while she sucked or fucked, this was differentbecause it
was secret. She could just imagine the furor that wouldensue if
they were discovered. Mr. Thompson must have been imagining
the same thing, for his once-hard cock had begun to wiltin her
mouth. Susie was determined to remedy that situation andshe
went to work with her tongue. Seeing that Fred Thompson,for
some strange reason, was not even going to turn and lookat her,
Louise Renwick stomped off, peeved and puzzled.
As soon as she had gone Susie began sucking in earnest on
her teacher's cock. He was so dazed and frightened by theirclose
call that he hardly moved. But Susie didn't mind that. Shewas
quite willing to do all the work when it came to sex, for itseemed
to her impossible that the other person or persons couldbe
experiencing even a tiny fraction of the indescribablepleasure she
drew from her sexual acts. She was even grateful that menlike
Mr. Thompson let her suck on their cocks almost whenevershe
wanted. So, in taking her pleasure, she tried to give themas
much in return as she could, even though she knew it couldnot
possibly match hers.
Her tongue and lips had done their work well and now the
teacher's hips were again thrusting forward to meet her
as she plunged her mouth down his throbbing shaft. The huge knob
pushed its way into her throat, stretching it even more
than men with much larger cocks did. Susie could hardly wait to feel
the hot, sweet jets of his come spurting into her belly.
"Ohhh! Miss . . Oh my God! Susan, Ooooh! this is madness!
Anyone could come!"
Especially us, thought Susie to herself as with a finalburst of
suction she brought her teacher to a tremendous climax.He
moaned and clutched her head, pulling her against him,finally
giving way to his passion as his come poured into her mouth.
Susie held his spurting cock prisoner within the velvettrap of her
mouth and gulped down every drop of that wonderful liquid.She
continued sucking gently even after it was all gone, feelinghis
once proud prick shrink between her lips. Finally she letthe limp
organ slip out of her mouth. Mr. Thompson quickly stuffedit
back into his pants.
"Susan, this is mad! Why are you tormenting me like this?It
can't go on this way. Not here, in the school. Why won't you
come home with me instead. Louise Renwick almost caughtus
there. You should have at least waited for me to close thedoor. It
would have been the end. My job. My career."
"Your cock!" Susie replied, laughing and licking her lips.
"But I couldn't wait, Mr. Thompson. Every Wednesday afternoon
I get so horny thinking about your prick. Then I just haveto have
it right away. Besides, maybe Miss Renwick wouldn't havebeen
as shocked as you think. She might even have wanted to bein my
But Fred Thompson wasn't listening. The pressure in his
balls was gone and all he wanted now was to get away from the
school quickly before someone asked him what he was doingin an
empty classroom after hours with a nubile young junior-high
student. He grabbed his books and rushed for the safetyof the
teachers' room, telling himself that he must put a stopto it, but
knowing that he would be there again after school next
Wednesday. It was madness but he couldn't resist what little
Susie and her talented mouth could do for him.
Susie watched him hurry away, smiling with amusement.It
was always like this, but she didn't feel offended. Shehad got
what she wanted from him. Her pussy still itched but shehad the
delicious taste of sperm in her mouth to savor until shecould find
someone to poke his prick between her legs. That wouldn'ttake
long, she knew; it never did.
Licking her lips one last time, Susie gathered up her books
and stepped out into the hallway, almost bumping into thejanitor
who was sweeping the floor with a push broom. He was a small,
elderly man, little more than half the height of the broom.Vito
Mascalla was his name. He hardly spoke English, but threeof his
children were attending university. He was a quiet littleman,
gray-haired and gentle, and Susie liked him very much.She often
stopped to chat with him about his family. He frowned onseeing
a student there so late; it usually meant some prank wasgoing to
be played. But when he recognized Susie, his face brightenedand
he smiled like a delighted child.
"Oh Miss Susie. Hello. You are good?"
Very good! thought Susie, though some people might callit
"Hi, Mr. Mascalla. How's everything? Come stai?"
"Bene, bene, grazie. I mean very good. My son Rico, he just
get marry."
"I know. You told me. Last week, wasn't it? Did he go away
on a honeymoon?"
"Away? Yes, to Italy. To my village. But I got pictures of
wedding. You like to see, Miss Susie?"
"I'd love to Mr. Mascalla."
"They just downstairs. You come. I show."
He set down his broom and headed towards the stairs. Susie
followed, a bit reluctantly. She had hoped that he wouldhave the
pictures with him. Now it would be a little longer beforeshe
could find someone to scratch the itch in her pussy. Butshe was
really pleased to see the little old man so happy and shewanted to
share his joy with him.
As she followed the janitor down the two flights of stairsto
his corner in the boiler-room, Susie found herself suddenly
thinking about Vito Mascalla in quite different termsthan before.
She thought of his three sons and four daughters; she remembered
that his wife had died last year. He had fathered at leastseven
children. Now he was alone. He had a cock. Susie suddenly
decided that she wanted it. It surprised her that she hadn't
thought of having him fuck her already. There were veryfew men
in the school that she had missed, but she was sure this oversight
would soon be remedied.
They finally arrived at the little corner the janitor hadfitted up
as an "office". Innumerable pictures of his family filledthe wall
over the bare and rickety table that served as a desk. Besideit was
a heap of plastic garbage bags stuffed with some of the waste
paper generated by a school.
The janitor proudly pulled out a small photo album and
handed it to Susie. As she leafed through it, uttering the
appropriate admiring comments, she noted that it was already
well-thumbed. Vito Mascalla beamed with pride and joy.
"She is very beautiful, your son's wife. He is very lucky.
And your son is very handsome too. But you look best of all in
your new suit, Mr. Mascalla."
"Yes, it new. Just for wedding. How you know, Miss Susie?"
"I can see that you weren't comfortable in it. It was too
tight here, wasn't it?"
To the old man's shock and amazement, Susie--that sweet
little girl--reached out and pressed her hand over hiscrotch. He
tried to jump back but he was caught in front of the desk and
couldn't escape her determined hand. She maintained the
pressure, moving her fingers down until she cupped hisballs. He
could hardly speak.
"Miss Susie! What you do? No! No! Not nice. Don't,
"Oh, but it is nice, Mr. Mascalla. Your prick. I can feelthat
it's very nice. You made all your children with it, and nowyour
son is using his and putting it inside his wife to make
grandchildren for you. Wouldn't you like to put it in me,too, like
you used to put it in your wife, like your son is doing rightnow
with his new wife? I'd like it very much, Mr. Mascalla. Won't
you do it just for me?"
She was squeezing his cock now and rubbing her hands all
over the bulge of flesh at his crotch. The poor old man was
frightened to death. Susie released her hold on his prickand
quickly pulled her T-shirt up over her head. She wore nobra.
Then she pushed her short skirt down and wriggled out ofit,
making her round, young titties bounce. Only her tiny pinkbikini
panties remained. In a few seconds they were on the flooron top
of the skirt.
The janitor was incredulous. Never would he have believedit.
He didn't even believe it now; it couldn't be happening.This must
all be some strange joke or dream. Such a beautiful and sweet
little girl, naked in front of him. And she had touched hiscazzo,
like a putana, a whore, but she wasn't one. She was the nicest
person in the school. His confused mind couldn't reconcilethese
two opposites.
"Here, Mr. Mascalla, don't these feel nice. They're onlysmall
now, but soon they'll be bigger and you can feel them thentoo.
Your hands feel so good on me."
She had taken his trembling hands and pressed them against
her titties. They were not at all small, and for a thirteen-yearold
girl they were remarkably full and fleshy. His hands justlay
there, unmoving, pressing against her erecting nipples.Susie
took advantage of the old man's shock to reach down and undohis
belt with her skilled and practiced fingers. Doing so pushedher
titties harder against his palms. She was pleased to feelsome
resistance. He was pushing back, at least a little.
In a few seconds the old man's trousers fell to the floor.A
moment later Susie was pushing his underwear down his thighs.
His cock hung limply, still in shock, but the young girlwas
delighted to see it. It was huge. Almost as fat as his arm,maybe
even thicker, even though it was still soft. It looked sostrange
hanging from such a small man.
"Oh, Mr. Mascalla! It's lovely! You have such a beautiful
prick. No wonder you have such fine children. Oh, if onlyI'd
known I would have done this long ago. Why didn't you tellme?
Oh, if only you knew how much I love cocks like yours!"
She knelt quickly on the floor in front of the little man,took
his cock in her hands, and planted a big smacking kiss righton its
"Oh no! Oh Miss Susie. Don't, please! No. Not good. Not
right. Is a sin."
Never had anything like this ever happened to him. It was
unnatural, it was sick, the very idea of kissing a cazzo.Only
putanas did that. He couldn't let this little girl do suchan awful
thing, even if it did send a surge of excitement throughhis frail
body. But Susie paid him no attention. She wrapped her young
lips around his swelling cock-head and, under her expertoral
ministrations, his enormous organ slowly began to swelleven
larger. She paused from time to time to whisper her admiration
and to talk about the children he had made with it. That seemed
to stimulate something deep inside him, for she felt hiscock jerk
and throb each time she spoke, and it was always a littleharder
and a little bigger when she took it back in her mouth again.
Susie couldn't wait any longer. The itch in her pussy was
turning into an unbearable ache. She just had to have this
wonderful prick inside her. With her hands tightly locked
around the shaft of the janitor's now almost gigantic cock, she
pulled him with her as she moved backwards towards the piles of garbage
"Come here! Please, Mr. Mascalla. Put your big cock in me
like you used to put it in your wife, like your son is doingto his
wife now. I want you to do it so much, Mr. Mascalla. Pleasegive
me your cock."
She fell back onto the mattress of garbage bags, pullinghis
frail body with her. His pants were still around his anklesand he
tripped and fell on top of her. Susie groaned as his giantclub
slammed against her belly while his face landed on the tender
mass of her titties. She quickly reached down with one handto
position his great tool where it would do the most good forher,
while her other arm wrapped around his neck, pressing hisface
into her breast. When his cockhead was positioned at themouth
of her hungry pussy, it seemed to sink right in, slowly and
naturally, with no effort on his part. In a moment Susiefelt it
buried deep within her and she sighed in glorious contentment.
She hadn't had a cock in her pussy since her Chemistry teacher
had fucked her in the lab store-room at lunch time. She liftedher
legs and pulled the janitor's long cock even further intoher,
squeezing his throbbing shaft with her caressing cuntmuscles.
Then she whispered in his ear.
"Love me now, Mr. Mascalla. Love me with your prick. Fuck
me with your big cock!"
Something inside the little man's mind snapped, some bondof
restraint. Suddenly he was once more the young peasantwho had
wooed and won the prettiest girl in his village. With a groanof
anguished pleasure he pulled back and began to drive hisgreat
pole into Susie's welcoming cunt, sinking right to theballs each
time. His energy and strength amazed the young girl, andshe
exploded into climax after climax as he pounded his prickinto
her. He was muttering in Italian as his giant cock spoketo her
happy pussy in the international language of fucking.
Finally, with a strangled cry he slammed deep inside her
and began to spurt great jets of come into her belly, deep, so
deep that she thought it would mix with Mr. Thompson's juices still
glowing warmly at the pit of her stomach. Then the old man
collapsed on top of her, panting and sobbing into her sweaty
titties. Susie held him gently until his breathing calmed,
murmuring her appreciation in his ear.
"Oh you wonderful man! That was so nice! Your cock filled
me up so good. Now that I know how good you are I just want to
do it over and over again with you. I hope you'll let me, Mr.
The bewildered janitor could say nothing. Susie gentlyrolled
him off of her and, as she always did, bent to lick his shrinking
cock, cleaning up their mingled juices and greedily suckingup the
last few drops of gism that still oozed from its tip.
"Miss Susie, I . . ."
"No, don't say anything, Mr. Mascalla. It was wonderful.
You did me such a big favor. I hope it was as nice for you."
She rose to her feet, naked, free, and lovely in the dim light
of the boiler-room. The old man watched her in bewildered
admiration as she dressed.
As she started to pull on her panties, she had second thoughts.
They would only get in the way, she said to herself. For along
time her mother had been surprised at how quickly Susie'spanties
seemed to disappear from the lingerie drawer. Whenevershe
could, Susie liked to go without them, and she didn't always
remember to stuff them into her purse or pocket when shetook
them off. And often she liked to leave them behind as souvenirs.
This she did now, draping them over Mr. Mascalla's lovelyprick
before she kissed him good-bye and hurried away. She wouldbe
back again soon to see this dear little old man with the bigprick,
but now she was looking for other adventures before shehad to be
home for supper.
Susie reminded herself to stop at Pop MacIntosh's varietystore
before he closed. Pop carried everything in his clutteredstore,
including some lingerie. Susie had an agreement with himto
supply her with panties whenever she needed them to appeaseher
mother's curiosity. Pop had even ordered in a whole grossof
Susie's brand of panties especially for her, but they werefast
While a happy and satisfied Susie climbed the stairs fromthe
cellar she heard voices in the hallway above.
"Just look at that broom lying there, Thompson. Marcella's
gone off and just dropped everything. I almost killed myselfon
the damn thing. Have you seen him anywhere?"
"The janitor? No, I haven't. He must be downstairs."
"Well, I'm going to find him and give him a piece of my
mind. If this sort of thing happens again, I'll talk to the
Superintendent and get rid of the little bastard. You goalong,
Fred, I'm going down to the boiler-room to look for him.Have a
good night."
"Good night, sir."
Susie easily recognized the voices. It was Mr. Thompsonand
Mr. Cummings, the vice-principal. Susie was worried.She
certainly did not want Mr. Cummings to find the janitorhalf-
undressed in his corner, but above all she did not want anything
bad to happen to him, especially after what he had just donefor
her. Fortunately it was the vice-principal who had trippedover
the broom. She knew exactly how to handle him.
The vice-principal started down the stairs with the abandoned
broom in his hands. He stopped when he caught sight of Susie.
"Young lady, have you seen the janitor?"
"No sir, Mr. Cummings."
"Oh, it's you, Miss Merton. I didn't recognize you."
His voice took on a curious tone. He looked back over his
shoulder to see if Fred Thompson was still there.
"Please, sir. I need to see you. It's important. It's aboutlast
George Cummings gulped nervously. He well remembered
last week. Ever since, he had been alternately kickinghimself for
having been so indiscreet, or relishing the memory of whathad
happened in his office. Susie had come to see him for some
reason he couldn't remember and somehow--he still wasn'tsure
exactly how it had happened--he had soon found himselfwith his
cock inside the young girl, screwing her on his desk. Though
often tempted, it was the first time he had ever succumbedto the
seductiveness of the nubile young flesh with which he was
constantly surrounded.
But no one had ever been as nubile or seductive as Susie.He
had never seen anything like her combination of girlishinnocence
and searing eroticism. Now he was really worried. Whatdid she
have to say to him? She couldn't be pregnant; it was muchtoo
early to know that. Maybe she had told her parents. Maybeshe
was going to demand money to keep quiet about it. You never
could tell with these little bitches. But, oh it had beenso sweet.
His cock surged at the thought. He stood still with countless
nameless fears running through his head, and a currentof sexual
energy through his body.
Susie continued up the stairs until she was standing justa few
steps below him. Her face was right at his crotch level.For the
third time in little more than half an hour she reached outand
squeezed a man's prick through his pants.
"I want it again, sir. I want your cock in me again."
Cummings felt a surge of lust shoot through him. His cock
stiffened and he breathed a sigh of heartfelt relief atdiscovering
that she wasn't here to cry or complain or try to blackmailhim, as
had once happened with one of his colleagues. At the sametime
he looked around nervously, afraid that someone mightsee or
hear. Susie squeezed again at the stiffening flesh in hispants,
remembering how it had felt in her. It was thin, but oh solong,
and hard, just like a broom-handle. She looked again atthe
broom he was holding, trying to imagine it inside her. Cummings
turned abruptly, still holding onto the broom.
"Not here, you hot-assed little bitch. Quick, in my office!"
Susie contentedly followed him down the hallway. Everything
had worked perfectly; Mr. Mascalla was safe for the time
being and she was going to get fucked again.
As soon as they were behind his office door, the vice-principal
set the broom down and tried to embrace her. Susie squirmed
away. She didn't even like the man--he was the school
disciplinarian--so she was certainly not going to kisshim; but she
did like his cock and would gladly kiss it. Besides, shewanted to
tease him a bit.
"I want to see it again, Mr. Cummings. I want to kiss it, too.
Your cock. Show me your cock, please, Mr. Cummings. Hurry.I
can't wait."
"Don't worry, you little cunt. You'll see it soon enough,and feel
it, too. So last week wasn't enough, eh? You want more?"
"I always want more, Mr. Cummings, " said Susie sweetly
and truthfully.
Frantically Cummings began stripping off his clothes,slowing
himself down in his haste, catching his shoes in his trouserlegs.
He was completely under her erotic spell again. While she
watched him struggle, Susie sat calmly in his chair, behindthe
desk where he had screwed her the week before. She threwup her
skirt and spread her legs, giving him a perfect view of herdewy
pussy lips, still swollen from Mr. Mascalla's fucking.The sight
made it even more difficult for him.
"Shit! You're really going to get it, you little bitch!"
Idly, almost casually, Susie reached out and grabbed the
broom the vice-principal had leaned against the desk when
they came in. She swung it round, almost hitting him in the process,
until it lay in front of her. Then slowly, deliberately,
she pulled the end of the handle to her gleaming slit, rubbing it up
and down until it to shone with her juices, then pushing it inch by
inch into her bottomless pussy.
"Oh my! Hurry up, please, Mr. Cummings. I want your cock
in me again, not this piece of wood. I bet your cock is evenharder
than this. I just know I'll love it."
Cummings could not believe his eyes. Not only was this
fuckable thirteen-year old girl actually screwing herself
with a broom handle right in front of him, but her tiny, fragile-looking
pussy easily swallowed what seemed to him an incredible
length of the hard polished wood. It should be coming out of her
head, he thought to himself as he finally stripped off his pants.
Now he was naked from the waist down, his already stiff prick
curving up from beneath his shirt-tails. It was as long
and thin as Susie had remembered, and the sight of her fucking her juicy
pussy with the broom handle had brought him to a state of
excitement he hadn't known for years.
"Come here, Sir. Let me taste it."
"Damn right, you'll taste it, little bitch. here! Suckit! Suck
my cock!"
Eagerly he stepped in front of her, awkwardly avoidingthe
shuttling broom. When he saw that she wasn't going to stop
fucking herself with it, he stepped over the broom handle,
straddling it so he could get closer to her. Both of Susie'shands
were occupied with that hard pole, so she just smiled andpursed
her lips. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head forward,
pushing his cock towards her mouth. Susie eagerly openedher
lips to suck it in, licking and caressing it with her tongueuntil she
was sure it was as hard as could be, almost as hard as the broom
handle. Then she let go of the broom and reached up to grabat
the vice-principal's hips and pull his prick even furtherinto her
throat. The broom-stick hung there between her thighs,still
caught up in her tight cunt, until the forces of gravityand her
clenching muscles pushed it out of her and it clatteredto the floor.
As it fell Susie suddenly pulled back her head from his engorged
"Now I want to you fuck me with it, Mr. Cummings. Fuck my
behind. Push it into me hard, real hard."
"O.K. You asked for it, bitch. Get your ass up there whereI
can get at it."
Susie quickly got to her feet and leaned over the edge ofthe
big desk, poking her adorable behind right at the wildlyaroused
vice-principal. In a moment he was doing just what she askedfor,
sinking his long pole deep into her pussy, still slipperyand
quivering from the effects of the broom and the copiousjuices the
little janitor had deposited there. But it was not exactlywhat she
"No. Not there, Mr. Cummings. The other place. I want to
feel your prick in my behind. Fuck me in the bum, please!"
"Fuck!" cried Mr. Cummings, looking down at his cock buried
to the balls in her cunt, and the tiny opening of her asshole
just above it. He didn't believe it. This little cunt wanted
him to screw her in the ass. He had never done such a thing, though he had
often imagined it as he watched the young students in their
tight jeans; and he had once tried it with his wife but it had hurt
both of them too much. But Susie! Susie's delicious ass! The very
idea made his cock jump deep inside her cunt. It would tear her
apart. Feeling his cock throb with renewed excitement Susie began
to fear that he might come in her pussy before she got what she
"Quick! Hurry, please, Sir! In my ass, fuck my ass!"
"Damn fucking right, I'll fuck your ass, you little cock-teaser.
And you won't be able to sit down for a month!"
The vice-principal pulled back. His long cock seemed totake
forever to slide out of her clutching pussy lips. It tooka real effort
of will on his part to pull it that last couple of inches sothat it
popped out into the air again. Even Susie moaned in involuntary
distress. But her moans turned to sighs of contentmentas she felt
him awkwardly placing the head of his cock at the wrinkled
brown entrance to her intestines. He couldn't believeit would go
in there, it seemed so tiny and tight, but something wasdriving
him to try.
"Oh my yes! That's it, sir! Now push it in me. Hard!"
"Fuck!" he cried as he shoved forward brutally, not caring
what he did to the little girl. He was too far gone with lustto
consider the consequences. His cock-head pressed painfully
against her tight little opening, sliding away along thesweaty
crack. "How do you like that, you little bitch?"
"Oh yes Sir! I like it! I love it like that! Push hard, Sir.
Push your cock into my ass! Hurry!"
Something inside him wanted to punish this little girlfor
putting him in this position. Something else in him justwanted to
bury his cock as far into her ass as it would go. He held hisshaft
in position and shoved forward, feeling the knob of hiscock
flatten painfully against the tiny opening. But Susiesquirmed her
ass and pushed back at the same time with such force thatbefore
he quite knew what had happened, his long cock was sunk half-
way into her ass and he could feel the tight hot sheath squeezing
down on him.
He was overcome with erotic fury. Closing his eyes he pulled
back and plunged in again, grabbing her hips to help himthrust.
In a few seconds he was completely buried in her, the firmround
cheeks of her ass pressed against his belly. Franticallyhe pulled
his shirt aside so he could feel her flesh on his. Then hebegan
sawing in and out of her with great, driving strokes, overwhelmed
by the tightness and the heat and the strength with whichSusie
clamped her ass muscles down on him, but even more so by the
very idea of what he was doing.
Susie squirmed back in ecstasy, loving the feeling of thatlong
rod slicing into her, clenching and squeezing her ass muscles,
gasping in delight as he drove into her over and over again.It
was so good. It was always so good when she had a cock in her,
no matter where. She came with a series of small explosionsthat
made her asshole clutch convulsively at the cock that filledit.
Cummings was so incredibly excited, and Susie's ass wasmuch
too tight, for him to last long, and in less than two minuteshe
collapsed panting onto her back. His weight pressed hertitties
cruelly against his desk as his cock throbbed and squirtedits load
deep into her bowels. Susie moaned and came again as shefelt
him shoot, then she gently squeezed his shrinking cockin
When he finally recovered and pulled away, Cummings
looked down at the fragile body still spread over his desk,at the
round swell of her girlish ass, at his own stained and streaked
cock. He couldn't believe it; it couldn't have happened.But he
was even more shocked and incredulous when the young girl
turned around and smiled happily up at him, reaching outfor his
now limp prick. Then she fell to her knees in front of himand
kissed the head of his cock.
"Now I want to taste it, Mr. Cummings. That was so good.
Your cock fit so nice in my behind. But it got all dirty there,
so I'm going to clean it off."
"Shit, girl! You can't! What the fuck? It's . . . that's filthy!"
"I know. That's why I like it so much!"
And she bent happily to her work. Despite his revulsionat the
thought, he could not resist. Susie licked avidly at hiscock,
searching out every speck of flavor, taking it inside herwarm
mouth again and washing it with her tongue. And while she
sucked and licked she spoke to him, and in those few minutesshe
made him realize that she would love to let him drive hislong
prick into her asshole, cunt, or mouth again, but that Mr.
Mascalla was her very dear friend, and if he lost his jobshe would
be so sad that she might not want to fuck the vice-principalagain,
A shaken Mr. Cummings slowly pulled on his trousers again
as Susie bounced out of his office, her bare ass flashingunder her
short skirt. Susie continued on out of the school. Temporarily,at
least, her itches had been scratched. Besides, she wassure that
there was no one else left in the building. It had been a niceend
to her school day. Now she had to stop by Pop's to pick up aspare
pair of panties to replace the ones she had left in the boiler-room.
Not that she would put them on, though; it was still a longwalk
home, and who knew how many nice cocks she might run into--or
have run into her--on the way.
Chapter 2
Humming happily to herself, Susie pushed open the doorof
MacIntosh's Gift and Variety. A little bell rang out, andthree
men gathered near the counter looked up to see who had comein.
One of them, of course, was Pop MacIntosh; the other twoSusie
had never seen before. One of the strangers was talkingloudly
when Susie entered, waving a large cigar in the air; he wasa big,
barrel-chested man in a plaid suit almost as loud as hisvoice. The
other was smaller and quieter, balding and bespectacled.The big
man had evidently just told a dirty joke, for he and Popsburst into
laughter while the little man grinned sheepishly. Theygrew
suddenly silent when they saw Susie in the doorway.
"Hi, Pops! How's business?"
"Susie! What a sight for sore eyes. I was hoping you'd drop
in today. I've been telling these gentlemen about you,and they're
very anxious to meet you."
Susie's pussy twitched delightedly at Pop's words. Sheknew
what "meet" meant in this case, and she was always happyto
"meet" new men. Thanks to Pop she had met a lot of men lately.
"Christ, MacIntosh! Is that her? But she's jail-bait.Just a
kid, " the big man whispered to Pop, but Susie overheardand
"Don't worry, gents, " Pop whispered back, winking atSusie.
""She may be little but she's got more than enough for bothof you.
But you're free to leave if you want."
"Oh no!" exclaimed the smaller one. "We'll stay. We'llstay."
The variety store business was not a good one, and Pops had
been sinking further and further into debt until he metSusie
earlier that year. One day she had gone in for some candyand
found him looking so sad that she had sat under his counterand
sucked his cock to cheer him up. She liked come much better
than candy anyway. After that she began dropping in regularlyto
suck him off or to ask him to fuck her in his back room. Thatwas
when he had begun supplying her with replacement panties;he
had actually offered her anything in the store, but sheknew he
was having financial problems and refused to take anything
except the pleasure of having his cock in her.
Once she had come in and found him in the middle of a
terrible argument with a strange, hard-looking man whowas
insisting that Pop pay his debts--or else. Susie had quickly
maneuvered the man into the back room and just as quickly
maneuvered his cock into her. She still remembered howcruelly
and brutally he had fucked her; she was disappointed thathe had
never come back. But after that day there were many others.
Soon she was regularly satisfying Pop's creditors--andherself--in
his back room several times a week. Susie was sure that bynow
Pop didn't owe anybody anything, she had taken on so manycocks
in that dusty store-room, many of them over and over again.She
suspected that now he was simply finding men who would pay
him to "meet" her. She didn't mind at all; in fact, Susiecouldn't
think of a nicer arrangement. That way everybody benefited,
especially her.
Today, as she felt the eyes of the three men on her, she knew
she was in for an interesting time in the back room. She smiled
her thanks to Pop; he tried to smile back but he had no teethso his
smile always looked like a grimace. He was a chubby, rotund
man, in his late fifties, and completely bald. But he hada nice
cock. She hoped the others did too.
"This is Mr. Harrison and Mr. Messner, Susie. They're
salesmen. Mr. Harrison is in tobacco--cigars, cigarettes--and
Mr. Messner's line is candy. And this is Susie, gentlemen."
"Pleased to meet you, sir, and you too, sir."
"Now, what can I do for you, young lady?" asked Pop with a
twinkle in his eye. "If it's cigars or lollipops you want,you've
come at the right time."
They all laughed, but Susie noted that the two strangerswere
a little uneasy. Now that they had finally met the girl Pophad
been telling them about, they couldn't quite believe it.She
certainly didn't seem the type, yet there was somethingabout her
that set their cocks twitching in their pants. Susie looked
pointedly at their crotches and smiled.
"Gee, I really like lollipops, but I've never tried a cigar."
"Maybe you should, eh, Susie girl, " said Mr. Harrison,the big
one. "Nothing like a good big cigar to set the juices flowing,eh
Pop?" He laughed again, his eyes glued so tightly to Susie'stitties
that he didn't see her lick her lips in anticipation.
"Lollipops are good, too. Don't forget that candy is dandy."
said the candy salesman.
"Well, I hope Mr. Messner will let me taste his lollipop--Ibet
it's a really nice one--and I'd be happy to try your cigar,too, Mr.
Harrison, but please don't tell anyone. I'm not old enoughto
smoke." Even though she rather liked this kind of teasing
conversation, Susie decided to hurry things along. "Butactually,
what I came in for was . . . well, it's embarrassing. I seemto have
lost my panties again, Pop, and I need a new pair before Igo
The two salesmen didn't quite know how to react to this
unexpected declaration, but Pop knew how to play the game.
"Lost your panties again, Susie? That's the second time
this week and its only Wednesday. Very careless of you. But how
do I know you're telling the truth? I think you'd better show
us." <br>
Susie immediately pulled her skirt up above her waist and
spun around in front of the three men. They watched wide-eyed
as her delightfully round ass and tender, beckoning pussy
flashed by in front of them.
"Golly! She's naked!" gasped Mr. Messner, taking off his
glasses. Harrison just stared.
"Well, you certainly have lost them--or given them away, "
said Pop. At least it looks that way."
"Oh yes, Pop. They're really gone. But you don't have to
believe me, these men will tell you, won't you? Put yourhands
down here and tell Pop if I'm naked or not, please, sirs."
With those words, Susie reached out and took one hand of
each salesman. Mr. Messner was short enough that she could
press his hand right against her pussy. She tugged impatientlyon
an astonished Harrison's arm until he bent down and shecould
press his fingers against her ass cheek. The small lollipop
salesman, immediately began moving his fingers throughher
silken pussy hair. He had never felt anything like it. But
Harrison just let his hand rest on her ass cheek as if paralyzed.
Then he swore and set his cigar down on the counter, before
moving his other hand to Susie's other ass cheek.
"Yes, she is. She's naked. Oh my goodness, she's naked,
MacIntosh" stammered Mr. Messner. Harrison said nothingat
first. He simply squeezed Susie's ass in disbelief, thenhe burst
out with:
Christ! She is naked! I don't believe it!"
"See? I told you. No panties, " laughed Susie, suddenly
spinning away from the two men.
"Well, I think I just might have some panties in the backthat
will fit you, but we'll have to try them on first."
"O.K. Pop. But if they don't fit, maybe Mr. Harrison andMr.
Messner could just put their hands back there again. Theyfelt so
nice and warm." She suddenly burst into an uncontrollablefit of
giggles. "Boy, but we'd sure look funny walking down thestreet."
"I don't know about that, Susie, but I bet the guys wouldlike
it. Lets get into the back-room and try something on."
"Christ yeah! Lead the way, MacIntosh! Come on, Messner!
Don't just stand there looking stupid. This is prime pussy!"
Pop led the way to his cluttered store-room, Susie followed
him while the other two men followed her, trying to get their
hands back onto her naked ass. She slowed to make it easier
for them.
"Oh, that's so nice. But I guess I'll have to get all undressedif
I'm going to try the panties on, won't I Pop?"
"Yes, indeed, Susie. How else could we see if they fit? But
these two gentlemen will help you, won't you boys? HelpSusie
get undressed?"
Suddenly Mr. Messner--Susie had begun to think of the two
salesmen as the cigar man and the lollipop man--grabbedat the
hem of her skirt and tried to pull it down.
"Oh, golly yes! Here, let me help!"
"You have to undo the zipper first, Mr. Messner. Mr.
Harrison, could you help me with my T-shirt please?"
While the lollipop man awkwardly tried to tug her skirtdown
over her hips, the cigar man let go of her ass and startedto pull up
her T-shirt. Susie held her hands in the air, but Harrisonstopped
pulling as soon as her T-shirt was covering her face. Hewas so
fascinated by her young, but full-fleshed titties andtheir quivering
nipples that he couldn't resist touching them, palmingthem.
Meanwhile Messner had finally got her skirt down aroundher
ankles and he was kneeling in front of her stroking her sparsebut
silken pussy hair. Susie sighed happily, thrust her breastsout
against the cigar man's rough fingers, and began to jerkher hips
in response to the lollipop man's caresses. Pop was openinga
package, and suddenly spoke up.
"Here we are. These should fit. We'll just slip them on as
soon as you finish undressing her."
Harrison quickly let go of Susie's titties and finishedpulling
the T-shirt over her head, wanting to get his hands backon to her
as soon as possible.
"Christ, MacIntosh! Hurry it up. This is getting interesting.
God! What a pair of tits for a kid!"
But Pop MacIntosh was in no hurry; he knew how it all would
end and he enjoyed watching these men's discomfort. Heheld up
a tiny pair of pink bikini panties, just a fragile wisp ofcloth. In
fact they were identical to the ones Susie had left withMr.
Mascalla because they had come out of the same box just theday
before. While the two salesmen watched impatiently Pophelped
Susie step into them and pulled them up for her, lettinghis stubby
hands slide appreciatively over her body as he did so.
Susie's experienced eye could see movement beneath all
the men's slacks. It was a good thing her inner itches had been
so well scratched before she left school or she would have
quickly lost patience with this game. But she knew that Pop enjoyed
it, and she knew that she would not have long to wait before the
game turned serious--and she was sure she would be the winner.
So she relaxed and enjoyed the rough and awkward but familiar
caresses Pop bestowed on her.
The panties stretched and moulded themselves to her delicious
roundness. The material cupped the slight swell of herVenus
mound so closely that the quivering pussy lips could beclearly
seen beneath the almost transparent cloth; it stretchedover the
curves of her ass like a second skin. As she turned in frontof the
admiring and lusting men, the bell over the front door tinkledits
unwelcome message. Pop had to go to look after his customer,
leaving Susie alone with the two very horny salesmen whowere
having a very hard time keeping their hands to themselvesafter
the liberties they had been allowed earlier.
"I don't think that these will do. They're much too big."
"Too big?" the lollipop man asked incredulously, his eyes
almost bulging out of his head.
"Yes, much too big. Why I bet you could get your hand right
inside here at the front." She guided his trembling handinto
position right over her pussy. "There! Didn't I tell you?You can
even move your fingers around. And you, Mr. Harrison, Ibet you
could get your hands inside, too, here at the back. See!You can
move it around too. Ohhh yes! Move them like that! It's so
Susie was right. It was entirely possible for both men toget
their hands in her pants. They were pressed close againsther.
Once she had pushed their hands under the waistband of her
panties they were ready to take it from there.
"Oh my goodness, " cried Mr. Messner as his fingers slipped
between her pussy lips and were almost sucked into her cunt."My
God! What an ass!" grunted Mr. Harrison as he probed at herass
crack. The material of the panties stretched incrediblybut it did
not break; that was why Susie liked them so much. The lollipop
man suddenly bent down and took one of her hard little nipplesin
his mouth as his finger moved in her pussy; the cigar man'shand
soon grabbed hold of the other breast and squeezed it. Susie
sighed in delight, but it was not nearly enough for her.
"Oh yes, oh my yes! Oh thank you for helping me with my
panties. But they won't do will they. I'll have to too. Ohhhyes!
Move them like that! It's so nice."
"Yes! Take them off. I'll do it!" cried Mr. Messner, pushing
at the offending piece of cloth.
She stepped out of the panties but the men's hands remained
on her. Mr. Messner's fingers were now digging furiouslyinto
her cunt while Mr. Harrison was beginning to probe at hertiny
asshole. Susie reached out to either side of her, foundthe male
organs she was searching for, and squeezed.
"Oh my! Is this your cigar, Mr. Harrison? And I bet this is
yur lollipop, Mr. Messner. I just love to suck on lollipops.I'm
sort of an all-day sucker. And who knows? maybe I'll likethe feel
of a cigar in my mouth too. Oh, your hands feel so good. Go
ahead, Mr. Harrison, you can push your fingers in there.I like
things stuck in my behind."
Susie had decided not to waste any more time. She played
these little games largely for Pop MacIntosh's sake andhe wasn't
here now. Quickly her practiced hands lowered the men'szippers
and managed to extricate their half-hard cocks.
"Oh, how lovely! What a big cigar! And what a delicious
looking lollipop! I just have to taste it!"
She bent at the waist and began to suck on Mr. Messner's
juicy lollipop. It really was delicious, hard and firm
in her mouth. While she sucked she wiggled her dimpled ass in Mr. Harrison's
face. It did not take him long to get her message. He rubbed
his rapidly swelling cock through her dripping ass-crack,
then with one vigorous push he planted his big cigar deep in her pussy.
Both men had lost all inhibitions now. Mr. Messner was
driving his rigid lollipop right into her throat, holding
her by the head as he furiously fucked her face; behind her, Mr. Harrison
was frantically plunging his big cigar in and out of her
devouring cunt. Susie's tiny body was buffeted between the two men.
Mr. Harrison grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her against
him as he drove into her. Her feet were completely off the floor
now; she was supported only by the iron-hard cocks buried deep in
her mouth and cunt. When they plunged into her together, she
thought she could feel their cock-heads collide somewhere
deep inside her, and their collision set off incredible explosions
in her body. It was wonderful. She closed her eyes and clutched
at Mr. Messner's hips, trying to slide his cock even deeper into
her throat. The sensations continued to mount with every thrust,
and the explosions they set off in her grew sharper and bigger
every second.
The big cigar in her cunt exploded first, flooding her withits
juices. As his cock softened and threatened to slip outof her
pussy, Mr. Harrison lowered her gently to her knees. Shedid not
let go of Mr. Messner's hips, holding his lollipop betweenher lips
and relishing the way it thrust incessantly into her throat.The
zipper of his fly dug into her cheek as she strained to swallowthe
entire length of his cock into her tightly constrictedthroat, but the
little bit of pain only added to her pleasure. Finally hetoo could
hold out no longer and Susie found herself eagerly swallowing
gob after gob of sweet lollipop juice.
When she had drained every drop from Mr. Messner's
lollipop, Susie, as usual, turned to Mr. Reynold's limpcigar and
took it into her mouth to lick clean of their mingled juices.She
was still cradling it lovingly between her lips when Popcame
hurrying back.
"You've started without me! That's not fair! But isn'tSusie a
lovely little girl?"
"Christ! What a cunt! And what a mouth!" grunted Mr.
Harrison as Susie finished licking up the drops of comethat clung
to the hairs of his balls. "Oh my goodness! I've never felt
anything like it, " said Mr. Messner, , watching in hypnotic
fascination as the mouth that had just sucked him off workedover
his colleague's limp prick. At last Susie let go of the salesman's
cigar and looked over impatiently at Pop.
"I just couldn't wait, Pop. I didn't mean to forget you.How
could I? Hurry and get undressed and let's do it like we didon
Monday. I ate Mr. Messner's lollipop and had Mr. Harrison's
cigar in me. Now I want Pop's popsicle!"
Even as she spoke the old store-keeper was quickly undressing
until all he wore was an old and yellowed undershirt thatbarely
covered his protruding belly, and certainly didn't concealhis
protruding cock, a surprisingly sturdy tool.
Pop MacIntosh and Susie worked together like a well-
practiced team--which they were. Pop hurriedly pulledout an old
blanket and sat on the floor. Susie crouched between hislegs and
licked lovingly at his cock until it was hard and erect.Then Pop
lay back on the blanket while Susie clambered over his body,set
his cock at the entrance to her pussy, and slowly sank downonto
it until her ass was pressed tightly against his belly.Then she
began to bounce. Up and down. In and out. Faster and fastershe
moved on the shop-keeper's throbbing pole. Her eyes wereclosed
and her mouth hung open, releasing strange whimpers ofpleasure
as orgasm overtook her.
But Pop's cock stayed hard in her cunt and Susie did not stop
moving. The sensations in her belly built quickly to newpeaks as
she slid up and down, screwing her ass around the pole sheso
happily impaled herself on. She was beginning a climb toa
gigantic climax when she turned to the two watching salesmen
and called to them to come closer. Without breaking herrhythm
she reached out and grasped their reawakening cocks. Thetwo
men stood, one on each side of Pop's head, their cocks pointing
straight towards Susie. Moaning in pleasure, she pulledthem
even closer and bent her head forward until her lips wereable to
close around the head of the Mr. Messner's juicy lollipop.She
sucked avidly for a few seconds, then let go and stuffedMr.
Harrison's big cigar into her mouth.
Up and down she bounced on Pop's cock, clutching at firstone
salesman's balls, then the other's, as she sucked on theircocks.
But her excitement and passion only went up. With Pop'sfat pole
stuffed into her cunt and two juicy pricks for her mouthto feast
upon, Susie was in heaven. Hungry for all the cock she could
swallow she tried to pull both salesmen's pricks into hermouth at
the same time. Four hands tangled in her hair and pulledher
head forward as her lips stretched wider than ever before.Then
they were in her.
"Christ!" groaned Mr. Harrison; "Golly!" exclaimed Mr.
Messner. They each tried to push their cocks deeper intoher
mouth but there simply wasn't room. For Susie the sensationwas
so intense, the feeling of being completely stuffed withcock so
strong that her quivering body went over the edge again,and this
time her convulsing cunt took Pop with her. He cried outand
clutched at her hips as his prick began to spurt deep withinher
belly. Susie had to let the two salesmen's cocks pop freefrom her
mouth. They were swelling too quickly. She collapsed ontoPop's
chest, panting and whimpering as the convulsions of herorgasm
shook her slender body. When she had stopped tremblingshe
began to whisper her gratitude to the old man, nuzzlingat his
grizzled chest hair while he stroked her head. The two salesmen
stood there, their cocks sticking out grotesquely in frontof them,
watching the old man and the young girl, desperately wantingto
plunge their cocks back into her.
After a few seconds Susie lifted her head. The two men were
now both fiercely erect. Susie's eyes glowed with anticipationas
she looked at the hard flesh poking out from their pants.
"Oh goodie! My lollipop and my cigar are back. I want you
both again. But you have too many clothes on."
She gently disengaged herself from Pop, bending to planta
big kiss on the end of his cock, licking up the come that still
dribbled from it. The two men hurriedly stripped off theirclothes
and pressed close to Susie, reaching out to touch and squeezeher
flesh. Susie grabbed Mr. Messner's lollipop and pulledhim to the
blanket where Pop was sitting watching. Then she pushedhim
down so that he was facing Pop and made him lie back on the
floor. Before he quite realized what was happening shewas
straddling the candy salesman, her back to his head, lettingher
pussy sink down onto his hard cock, just as she had on Pop'sonly
moments before.
"Oh my, yes! I just love your lollipop in my honeypot! Now
all I need is your big cigar, Mr. Harrison."
Harrison tried to push his way in front of her so she could
suck his cock but Pop was sitting there, smiling like aninscrutable
Buddha and he wouldn't move. The salesman was going to push
the old man out of the way when Susie asked him to wait. Then
she bent forward, still firmly planted on Mr. Messner'sspike, so
that her face fell towards Pop's lap. The old man graspedher
head and pulled it against his limp and sticky prick. Susie
sensuously rubbed her cheek over his cock and balls, purring
almost like a kitten. Messner began trying to move his cockin
her tightly clasping cunt.
"Your cigar now, please! Let me have your cigar. Put it in
me. In my bum!"
Pop lay back and Susie pressed her face against his crotch.
Her ass was in the air and the tobacco salesman could seeher cunt
lips stretched tightly around the other salesman's cock.Above it
was the tiny winking eye of her asshole. He couldn't believethat
she meant him to fuck her there but there was nowhere elseand
his hard cock was demanding satisfaction.
Susie had opened her mouth and swallowed almost all of Pop's
limp and resting cock. The old man clutched her head. Herass
moved, spiraling round on the hard shaft that filled hercunt. It
was driving Harrison frantic as he stared at her tiny asshole.His
cock leaped at the thought of penetrating it, but surelyit was
impossible. Impatiently Susie lifted her head from Pop'stasty
prick and cried out, almost moaning in passion.
"Please, put it in me, Mr. Harrison. In my ass. Fuck me in
the ass with your big cigar."
She began nursing on the old man's cock again, trying tohold
her ass still, but the twitching lollipop in her pussy madeher want
to move, to screw herself furiously on it. She moaned inpleasure
around Pop's cock when she felt Harrison's rough handsclutching
at her ass. It was all too much for him to take. If she wantedto
be fucked in the ass, he was going to do it, no matter whatit did to
her. Stepping over his colleague's prostrate body, hedug his
fingers into her ass cheeks and held her still as he shovedhis hard
and demanding prick into her ass crack. Muttering and cursing
he poked at her asshole, feeling himself slide away eachtime until
finally he hit the tiny opening and the head of his cock popped
magically inside the tight anal ring. He almost roaredwith
passion as Susie's clamped down on him. She, too, criedout in
pleasure but Pop's cock was already swelling again in herthroat
and only a muffled groan emerged.
Blind with lust, the cigar man clutched painfully at Susie'sass
and began to push his cock into her bowels. He couldn't believe
that he was inside her, yet he could feel his cock sink furtherand
further into her ass on each thrust. He could feel the pressureof
the cock in her cunt, and Susie could feel both hard muscles
throbbing inside her, sending delicious sensations offullness
through her.
"All the way! Push it in me all the way. I want all your
cocks. Oh I can feel you both! Isn't it wonderful. You'reboth so
deep in me"
At last Harrison had sunk the full length of his big cigarinto
her ass. The two men filled her lower passages with their
engorged flesh. Susie began to move, writhing and twistingher
ass, feeling the hard cocks move inside her, rubbing againsteach
other. The two men had to move too. Beneath her, Mr. Messner
strained to lift his hips and push his cock deeper into herpussy;
behind her, Mr. Harrison could plunge easily into her ass.And in
front of her she had Pop's delicious meat to suck on. Susiefelt as
if she were in heaven. Every motion of their hard cocks sent
waves of pleasure through her, and they kept moving. Allthree
men had just come in her moments before, so despite Susie's
erotic charms it was a long time before they were ready torender
up another liquid homage to her.
She came again and again. She was stuffed to bursting with
hard cock. It was wonderful. It should never stop. By now,Pop's
cock was hard in her mouth as well, pushing its way into her
throat. After one immensely satisfying orgasm that shookher
whole body, Susie suddenly stopped moving. Mr. Harrison
continued plowing his fat cigar into her asshole, but witha neat
flip of her hips, Susie dislodged him and quickly pulledher cunt
off of Mr. Messner's solid spike. Both men burst into complaint
and grabbed at her, their red and raging cocks bobbing inthe air.
Susie felt incredibly empty, but she wanted a change. And
besides, the men were getting too close to coming and shedidn't
want to finish yet. They needed a change of pace.
"Wait, please. Just a minute. I want to do it another way.
Harrison just grunted impatiently and tried to grab herass
again; he wanted back in that tight, hot hole. Messner laythere
looking bewildered, his long red cock waving in the air.But Pop
just smiled a big happy grin and lay back watching, knowing
Susie would look after them all. She turned her back on himand
squatted over his prick.
"Your cock, Pop! Put it in my asshole, please."
Pop took his rigid organ between two fingers and pointedit
directly at Susie's recently vacated asshole. She feltit press
against her and bent her knees, sitting down on it. The two
salesmen watched in fascination as that tiny opening easily
swallowed up the fat head of the old man's cock. Susie sighed
with contentment and relaxed her knees, letting all herweight rest
on Pop's hard spike, moaning as she felt it sink deep intoher ass.
Then she lay back on the old man's flabby chest. He reached
around and seized her titties to hold her in place. Her cuntwas
now exposed.
"Now your lollipop, Mr. Messner. Fuck me with your
lollipop. Fuck me hard!"
Messner quickly scrambled to his feet and knelt in frontof her
so he could plunge his eager cock back into that incrediblepussy.
This time he was on top and could move freely. He drove intoher
wildly and enthusiastically while Susie encouraged himwith cries
of passion. But Harrison couldn't stand being left out.He roared
his disapproval and tried to pull the smaller man off ofSusie's
body until she stopped him by gasping out:
"Oh no, Mr. Harrison. I want you too, I want your big cigar
in my mouth. I want you to fuck my face with it. Come here,
Harrison let go of the lollipop man who continued banging
away frantically at Susie's pussy. He looked down at hisprick,
remembering that it had just come out of her asshole. Butshe
cried out again and urged him to hurry. Her head hung backover
Pop's shoulder, so he knelt behind her, trying to get intoposition
to feed her his cock.
Susie reached back blindly and caught it in her hand, pullinghim
right into her mouth and beginning to suck, savoring thestrong
taste and pungent odor her asshole had left on him. He clutchedat
her head and began pushing his cigar in and out of her clasping
lips. With her head bent back, he had clear access to herthroat
and soon his fat cock was pushing right into that narrowtunnel.
He gasped in pleasure as he felt it squeeze down on his cockhead.
It seemed even tighter than her asshole, and Susie's moansand
cries of pleasure, muffled by his fat cock in her throat,sent
strange vibrations through his flesh that made him plungeeven
harder into her.
Once again Susie was wo

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Reminds me of a girl that livedaccross the street from me
when I was growing up. This girl was a year older than me and
loved dicks. She could suck a bowling ball through a drinking
straw, that's how strong she sucked dicks giving a


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Hot story! Not too sure about that girl being thirteen though...


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WOW! Certainly was interesting! Sounds like a girl that
knows what she wants!!!


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Sounds like a girl when I was younger but just a year older then my