|
Author's Note: Stories on this site may contain fiction of an adult nature. They may contain themes involving Incest, under age sex, rape, bestiality, drugs or alcohol abuse. If these subjects make you uncomfortable please exit now. The stories are meant for the entertainment of adults as defined by your local government or society, if you are below this age please exit now. The author does not condone or encourage anyone to act in real life the way the characters depicted in this story act.
First Published: 04 April 2021
A Birthday Gift
by Peter Story Code: M+/g, b+/g, gangbang, incest, public sex
I was on my back with my boyfriend between my legs. His dick was sliding in and out of me, moving me steadily towards another climax. We had found a storeroom at school that no one ever seemed to use, and it was the perfect place for two fifth graders to make love without being disturbed. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him tightly into me as I shuddered and quaked through my climax, and I felt him release his cum into the rubber that sheathed his cock. I wished he could cum into my pussy and leave his seed in my womb, but it was the wrong time of the month. I once looked into options, and the school nurse told me that ten-year-old girls could not get the pill, “Well, Kitty, if your boyfriend is 18 or older, he can get them for you.” She told me with a smirk. “He’s not. He’s only in 8th grade.” I told her. She smiled at me and said, “A pretty girl like you can have loads of boyfriends. I know my husband and his poker friends would love to be your special friend, and if you were, they could get you the pill and lots of lovely presents.” I had thought about that conversation many times over the last two weeks. I knew that most people thought that kids and adults should not have sex with each other. Most wives did not want their husbands to have sex with other girls, and most people thought prostitution was wrong and nasty. Here was a teacher... well, I guess not a teacher, but she works for the school and stuff, so it’s the same thing, right? And she was suggesting that I fuck her husband for the pill and nice things. When I told Jack about it, he said, “You should do it. It would be great to fuck you without a condom all the time.” I almost broke up with him that day. He would let me... no, encourage me to whore my pussy and ass to some super old guy that had to be like 20 or 30 or maybe older. Well, I told him what for, and he never did bring it up again. I laid there in the storeroom, looking up and the fluorescent light and catching my breath, “Did you cum?” he asked, knowing I came twice. I lied, “Four times.” then kissed him. “You know that today is Al’s birthday.” I’m sure my face went red. “Don’t be like that.” He said, seeing I was mad. I knew what he wanted. He's asked me before, and I told him no. He and Alen have been friends since before he was even born. Their parents lived next door to each other, and their moms both got knocked up at the same party (Jack and Alen had been told all about the “Key” party where husbands trade wives and they all have sexy together). They were born 7 days apart, Al being the older of the two. I met Jack first in Geometry class. I was the only 5th grader in the class. Had I met Al first, he may have been the one who took my virginity, but Al was sick the first day of class, and Jack and I fell in love before I even knew Al existed. Jack and I have been fucking nearly every day since, but poor Al is still a virgin. “How about this, if you take his cherry, you don’t have to get me anything on my birthday next week?” Jack offered. “I already don’t HAVE to get you nothing,” I told him. "A gift is not an obligation! Especially if the gift is given to a total ass hole!" “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just saying it would be a great gift for Al and a gift for me. You can do it for both of us.” He slid his finger across my little love button. He knew it made me horny. “Well, maybe.” I started. I always cool down when I heat up. He gave me a great big hug and kiss, “Thank you, Kitty! You’re the best girlfriend ever!” “I said ‘maybe’ not yes.” Tiring to keep him from pushing me around and then followed it up with a firm, “Where is he going to do me?” Jack can be a bit dim sometimes, and this was a perfect example of that, "Well, I figured her would fuck your pussy, and maybe you could suck him a bit too, but if you would rather have him fuck you up that ass I'm sure he would love that too." "No, you big dope. Where, geographically, is he going to do me, not what hole is he going to fuck. He can fuck me in all my holes if he wants, but we have to pick a spot, a place, a location, to do it." “How about here during lunch? I’ll meet you right after your Homeroom. And we can all come here together.” I gave him one of my most withering looks, “You're planning on watching?” “Well yeah. Sure. I want a turn too.” He said. "We have an hour. We could both do you twice." “No way. No how. It’s off.” I looked at my phone, “Oh fuck, we’re gonna be late for Geometry.” I found my panties on the floor tore down the middle. “You stupid fuck, you tore them again. That’s five pairs you’ve torn. My mom is gonna start to notice them missing, and she’ll figure out why.” “I’m sorry you're just so cute, and I get so horny...” I didn’t even let him finish. I was out the door and smoothing out my dress and down the hall before he even had his pants up off the floor. I made it to class on time... just barely. Jack was late. When he walked in, he had to talk with the teacher. It was his fourth tardy, so he had to take a slip to the vice principal. I’ve been late eight times, so I’ve had to go down to see Mister Paterson twice already this year. My first time, I got five swats with the paddle on my naked ass, and the second time I got ten swats with his hand. That second time he had known I had been fucking because my pussy was leaking gobs of cum. He had asked me if he should write a letter to my parents telling them why I was late. “You could get in a lot of trouble, Kitty.” As he talked, he was rubbing his fingers up and down through my pussy lips and counting off the spanking. It hurt, and it was embarrassing, and it made me really horny. His secretary was in the office with us, and there were other worker bees in the room right outside his office. They could all see and hear what was happening as I pleaded with him not to tell my parents that I wasn't a virgin. By the time he reached five strokes, he was finger fucking me, and after three more strokes, his fingers were in both my pussy and ass hole. Finally, Mrs. Cuntberry suggested, “Kitty... Dear, maybe he won’t tell your parents if you are nice to him?” I wasn't sure what that meant, but I had a feeling I was going to be fucked again. This was only two weeks after I lost my virginity, and now I was going to be semi-raped. “OK, I’ll be nice.” He smiled, lifted me up, and set me on his lap. His cock must have already been out of his pants because it was just one smooth move... up and down, and I was pierced like a butterfly in a display case only instead of a pin I was on his dick. I just sat there, and he grinned, “How’s that feel?” Mrs. Cuntberry asked. “Full,” I said. “Are you fucking a teacher or one of your classmates?” She asked as she kneeled in front of us and started to lick my clit. “A student. My boyfriend.” I said with a sigh. She pulled my dress up and off me then kissed me, “You must be really smart. Straight 'A'. You're in year 8 coursework in Math, History, and Science, and you're using your brain instead of your pussy like most pretty girls.” Mister Paterson was now lifting me up slowly until just the tip of his big dick was in me, then dropping me. I had no idea how big his dick was because I never saw it, but it felt like there were three feet of cock in me. It was strange. I had a mix of feelings scurrying around my brain. I liked his cock in me, but I knew it was wrong. I like Mrs. Cuntberry kissing me and sucking on my nipples and clit, but it was terrible and nasty. I was proud that they both thought I was smart but angry that they were raping me. And the door was still open. Every now and again, one or two of the office women would wander by and look in, smile at me, say something like, “There's a good girl.” or “My, don’t you look like you're having fun.” And the truth is that I enjoyed the nice slow fuck on the big cock and all the kissing, licking, and rubbing. When Mister Paterson finally climaxed, it was hard and deep. He pulled me off and opened my legs wide so that Mrs. Cuntberry could lick me clean. I orgasmed hard. They used some wet wipes to clean me up and sent me on my way with a note to my Geometry teacher explaining why it took so long. All the office women smiled at me and told me to be a good girl. They all knew I was a slut, and they seemed to think that that was OK. Maybe it was? When I gave the note to Mr. Dill, he read it then told me to pull up my dress and show the class what happens to little girls that are tardy to class. I was mortified as I stood with my back to the class and my bright red, bare naked ass on display for all the 13-year-old's to gawk at. There were more than one catcall and several offers to rub lotion on my butt. Then a big glob of cum dripped out of my well-fucked pussy hole and made a loud splat on the floor! Everyone knew what it was, and everyone knew I was a little fuck slut. I was so mortified. I refused to sit with Jack or even talk to him for the rest of the day. Finally, on the bus ride home, I told him what had happened and told him it was his fault. “you made me late, you left cum in my pussy for Mister Paterson to find, you tore my panties, so I got spanked on my naked ass!” “Well yeah, but it sounds like you had two orgasms. You must have been having fun, so it’s not all bad.” I slapped his face and refused to talk to him for two days. Now he was heading to the principal’s office, and he was the one that would get paddled. I smiled, thinking about Jack getting fucked up his ass. I hope to see him walking funny on his way back into the class. Since Jack was out of the classroom now, one of his buddies came and sat next to me. He whispered, “You two had a bit too much fun again today.” and gave me a lecherous grin. I giggled a little too loud, and the teacher looked over at me, “Miz. Potter, could you please come up and solve this problem?” He knew I could. It was an easy one. He just liked to look at my ass when I wore short skirts. The thin material let everyone see I wasn’t wearing panties again. At least this time, Jack had worn a condom, and I did not have gobs of his cum dribbling down my leg like I did last week. That was so embarrassing. I put a little extra wiggle in my ass as I wrote and said, “Given, Circle C with triangles ABC and DEC, Chord AB is congruent to chord DE. So that Triangles ABC and DEC are congruent.” “Correct. Thank you, Mrs. Potter. You may sit down.” As I walked by him, he gave me a friendly pat on my ass. Vin slid up, so we were hip to hip, “I was hoping you would leak like last week. That was so cool.” “It was embarrassing.” I blushed. “No way. You were so cool about it. It was like you were telling us, ‘fuck you all, I had a good fuck, and I like fucking, so just go fuck yourself.’ and you did the problems, and Mister Dill made you do three problems hoping you would get embarrassed and you were all ‘fuck you Mr. D fuck you and the horse you rode in on.’ and you did the problems, and you nailed every one of them. Totally NAILD them! That was way cool.” I gave Vin a little kiss on his cheek, “Thanks.” “Hey, no problem. You’re my sister's age. I kinda feel like I should protect you.” His hand was on my thy. High on my thy. This was not unusual. I was eight years old, and I had known since I was five what boys liked. I giggled again as that old song by The Waitresses that play on my mom’s radio station popped into my head; I know what boys like I know what guys want I know what boys like Boys like, boys like me... Nearly all my cousins and half the boys at school have slipped their hands under my skirt at one point or another, and I have returned the favor by jacking them off or sucking them. Even my older brother, Ben, constantly feels me up and asks me to suck his dick. It was no big deal. “I’m like your little sister, am I? I bet you would still fuck me if I let you.” I grinned at him, and his hand went higher up my leg. I did not stop him. “Well, sure, but I would fuck my sister if she let me.” I giggled again. This time Vin was asked to do the following problem. He got it wrong. The teacher asked me what he got wrong, and I told him, “Angles G and E are congruent, not G and A.” “Correct. I think you should learn from our pretty little fifth-grade classmate and not flirt with her. You may sit down.” Vin did not get a pat on his ass. When Vin sat down, his hand went right back to where it was before he was called to the front. We both looked straight ahead as the teacher kept lecturing. Each time the teacher turned to the board, Vin would move his finger up and down through my wet naked slit. When the teacher turned back, Vin would stop, but he kept his fingers in place. I was sure the teacher could see my hairless pussy and Vin’s fingers, but Mister Dill never said a word. Towards the end of Chapter 30, Vin finally got his finger inside my cunt. I was so horny by then that I almost pulled his hand up into me. I climaxed, and Mister Dill watched me... us. His dick was so hard it looked like it would break out of his zipper. That was about the time that Jack came back from the principal's office. Vin made a motion like he would move out of Jack’s spot, but I pulled him back and pulled his hand down to my pussy. “Don’t leave, or else you’ll never get to feel me up again.” “But Kitty, what about Jack?” Vin asked. “It’s his own fault. Let him suffer. If you stay here, I’ll suck you off during the study hour.” “Deal,” he said and smoothly slipped his fingers back into my pussy, making me sigh. Jack saw Vin, and instead of being mad, he smiled at me. A big dopey grin. I started to think my boyfriend was a pervert. Where Jack sat not only gave him a good view of what I was doing, but it also blocked Mister Dill's view. Mister Dill got about halfway through Chapter 34 before the half bell rang. I came two more times during that part of the lecture. Vin was not exceptionally skilled, but it was hot knowing that a full-grown super old teacher and the boy I loved watched me get diddled by another boy. I started to understand why Jack wanted me and Allen to screw each other and why he wanted to watch us doing it. There was a ten-minute break between lecture and study hour. Usually, I would go and pee or just talk in the hall or something, but I did not want to leave Vin’s fingers. About half the class, including Mister Dill, did go, and the other half were checking their phones for Facebook updates or Twitter tweets. Jack turned and asked Vin, “Her cunt is amazing, isn't it?” “Fuck yeah.” He said. I lifted both my feet up onto Jack's chair, opening my legs much wider and giving Vin much more room to really go at me. I smiled at Jack, “I’m sorry I got so mad at you. I love you.” “I love you too, baby doll.” He said as he rubbed my legs and watched his friend finger fuck me deeply. “Um, about what you asked me to do this morning?” I started. “Yeah?” He asked. “OK, I’ll do it,” I said. His face nearly broke in half, his smile was so wide. “I also promised that I would suck off Vin since he did me so nicely... is that OK?” “Sure. Yeah. Cool. Do it now before the teacher gets back.” Jack said with the same lame grin. I laughed. He is such a goof. “No time, silly Billy. I’ll suck him off during Study hour.” Kids and the teacher started to funnel back into the classroom, so I lowered my legs and pulled out my book. I had sucked Jack off during study hour loads of times, so I was sure it would be OK. People started to move their desks into what we call ‘pods.’ Groups of three or four kids that, theoretically, had the same problems with the material. The truth was, it was mostly just groups of friends. Most of the time, we just chatted with one another. Since the subject was so easy for me, I also spent a lot of time tutoring kids that did not understand the material. Several of the boys, including my brother, had watched me sucking off Jack. I would typically also give them a hand-job to make sure they would stay quiet and because it turned me on. Maybe I was the pervert? As we moved our desks into a triangle, Kim Feelgood shifted her desk in as well, making a square. She started to ask me about chapter 33, and I told her, “Can we work on that in just a little bit? I owe Vin a little something...something, if you know what I mean?” I giggled. She looked back and saw that the teacher was busy with another group. “OK, you fuck him. Jack and I will keep watch.” She giggled, “You are a dirty little girl, aren't you. I wish I was as bold as you when I was 10 years old. You're super smart, super sexy, super sassy, and super slutty.” She winked at Jack, “You got the whole package there, didn't you, Jack?” “I did get lucky. I’m the luckiest guy in the world.” Then to me, he said, “Go on, fuck Vin.” I smiled at Vin. I had only promised a blow job, but I was really horny. I pulled out his dick and mounted him. This was the third dick ever in my whole life up inside my pussy, and it felt so wonderful. Two other boys saw what I was doing, and they started to watch me as they played pocked pool with themselves. My brother moved his desk into our pod so he could get a better view. My inner slut made me spread my legs wider to show off my cock filled, hairless pussy. “Do you like what you see, Ben?” I teased. "Is this making my big brother horny?" “Yeah, I’ll go next.” he giggled, pulling his dick out. “You're a perv.” I giggled back and gave him a little kiss. I could tell Vin was close to cumming when Kim said, “Stop Kitty.” I pulled off his dick and sat next to him, then I pulled his sweater over his cock. It in no way hid the 5-inch throbbing meat, but at least the teacher would not see it. The teacher walked by. My dress was around my waist so he could see my pink hairless pussy was wide open. He just smiled and went to his desk. I kissed Jack and sucked the tip of his cock, then I kissed Kim, then I kissed Ben and sucked his dick deeply. I smiled at Vin and asked, “Do you still want to cum in me?” He smiled back. "OK, but it's the wrong time of the month, so you have to cum in my ass." I sucked him a bit then climbed back on board. We fucked slow and quiet. I looked over and saw that Kim was sucking off Jack, and Jack was finger fucking Kim. Instead of being mad, It made me climax. My brother started to finger my empty pussy then he leaned forward and ate me out. I lost track of time and everything else and was just enjoy a semipublic fuck. It was so nasty and so sexy. None of us saw Mister Dill walk up to us. I’m not even sure how long he was there. Watching. I do know that when I saw him, the fright sent a bolt of lightning through me, and I climaxed. Hard. Then Vin Climaxed, and his cum rushing into my poop hole made me climax again. This was enough to set off Jack, who filled Kim’s pretty mouth with his seed, and my brother, who shot his load all over my pussy. Then I remembered that it was my dangerous time for sex, and my wide-open pussy just got splattered by my brother's incestuous and potent sperm, and I climaxed yet again. When I finally got myself under control, I smiled meekly at Mister Dill, “Please don’t report us to Mister Paterson. We did not mean to be bad and nasty. It’s just that I was so horny, and Vin agreed to help me out.” The other four in our mini orgy turned to look at the teacher. None of them had realized he had been watching, and they were all startled. Looking at us girls, he said sternly, “I would like to see both you and Miz. Feelgood after class.” Oh, fuck! I was scared. Jack was scared. Kim just giggled, “It’s all good. He’ll just want to fuck us. He won’t report us. Don’t worry.” “Have you fucked him before?” I asked. “Sure, loads of times. If I get a ‘C’ or ‘D’ I fuck him, and he gives me an ‘A’. At first, I thought I was just stupid, but then I figured out he was giving me bad grades just so that he could get his cock into my pussy or ass.” “Doesn't that piss you off?” Jack asked. “No, not really. He’s a pretty good fuck.” We finally got to the lesson, and I explained to all three of them what they needed to do and why. With about fifteen minutes left in class, I realized that I had spent the whole hour with Vin’s cock still in me. I smiled at him and asked, “Can you cum again quickly?” “Maybe we shouldn’t. You're already in trouble.” I kissed him and began to fuck him fast and hard. He came before I did, but that was OK. I asked Kim, “Do you want to lick me clean?” She giggled, “Fuck yeah.” She was still licking my ass out, and I was still cumming when the class bell rang. I walked Jack to the door. Vin thanked me, and Kim kissed Jack, then I kissed Jack, and he went off to his next class. Ben asked me, “Do you want me to stay and make sure you're OK?” “Your such a good big brother. Always wanting to protect me.” I kissed him and said, “It’s OK. We’ll be fine.” Both me and Kim went over to Mister Dills's desk, and he asked, “What’s your next class?” I told him mine was PE, and Kim said hers was Art. “Good, I’ll write you both a note. Strip.” “Want me to get the door?” I asked. “Yeah, that would be prudent.” He chuckled. I closed the door, and by then, Kim was already naked. I pulled my dress off my shoulders and let it drop to the ground, and stepped out of the pool of cotton. We both just stood there. Kim was much prettier them me. She had nice peach-sized tits, pretty pink nipples, a light dusting of fur over her slit, and a perfect ass. On top of all that, she was also super pretty. I was just a skinny little stick with a hairless pussy, flat as a board chest, and red hair. I knew he would much rather fuck Kim, so I was probably just going to be there to watch and maybe suck him hard so he could fuck her. Well, I was totally wrong. Mister Dill looked at me like I was a pork chop, and he was a hungry dog. Kim said, “Isn’t she the sexiest little bitch in the world. I could just lick every inch of her.” “That’s a good idea. I’m going to fuck her silly, and you lick her all over.” For the next 45 minutes, they both devoured me. Mister Dill fucked my face, ass, and pussy, filling my pussy with his cum twice. Kim licked literally every inch of me, including spending a lot of time on and in my ass hole, my armpits, and my ears. I was surprised to find out that my ears being licked could make me cum. I had never fucked a girl before, but I did that morning. I fucked her well and good sucking and licking her pussy just as deep as I could, and then when Mister Dill ordered me to do it so he could watch, I licked and tongued her pink puckered ass hole. It was not nearly as gross as I expected it would be. In fact, I kinda liked licking and tongue fucking her pretty pink butt hole. My mind wandered as I was being fucked. I was thinking that I went 8 years before I let a boy fuck my pussy, then two weeks later, I had my second cock. Then today, in the space of about an hour, I had two more cocks, and I ate out my fist girl. And it was only 10 am! He let us go with 15 minutes extra and told us to go to the gym and shower. He also gave us each a note for our missed class. We showered together and licked and fingered a bit more, then went our separate ways. I had History next. Like Math class, this was an 8th-grade class, and I was the only 10-year-old taking it. I went to my regular seat. One of the girls who was also in my math class, Cindy, turned to me and said, “You were amazing in Math class. I can’t believe you were so bold.” “You saw me?” I asked, blushing. “Yeah, you were so sexy. And so brave. I could never be that brave. I'm still horny thinking about you riding that big dick up your ass.” “You mean you could never be as slutty as me. I can’t believe I did that either.” “Hey, be careful with that word. Being slutty is not a bad thing. It just one point in the spectrum." She gave me a little gentle kiss, "Hey, do you want to go to a party this Saturday? My boyfriends' parents are going to be out of town. He’s going to have some friends over. He really gets off on little girls, and you're so sexy and adorable. I just know he would love to fuck you silly, and I could fuck your boyfriend? We can trade.” I said, “I’m not sure.” But just the offer made me cum a little bit. “I’ll talk to Jack and see.” I thought that I would love to watch such a pretty girl fuck my beau. We had a test, and I ripped through it in fifteen minutes. When I was finished, I took it upfront to Mister Kind, and he looked it over and smiled at me. “Miz Potter, could I have a word with you out in the hall? Um, so we don’t disturb the rest of the class?” I followed him out and was immediately set upon. It was like Mister Kind turned into an octopus. His mouth clamped onto mine. His hands seemed to be grabbing my ass, fingering my pussy and ass, pinching my nipples, and caressing every inch of me simultaneously. In what could not have been more than 30 seconds, I was stripped naked and on my back with Mister Kind fucking me hard and fast. Right there in the hall where anyone could walk by and see us! Luckily, I climaxed quickly because he shot off in me after only fifty or sixty strokes. It was over just as fast as it started. Naked and leaking cum, I asked, “What was that all about?” He blushed, “That was very naughty and against the rules, young lady. Mister Dill told me about your sexual escapades with him and Kim, and I’ve just been so horny and turned on since he told me. You should not have let this happen. I will not report you, but next time you need a fuck, you should meet me during your study hour or during my office hour. Understand?” I didn’t. Did he really think this was my fault? Was I putting out some kind of 'fuck me hard and fuck me now' vibe? “Well, you should go to the lady's room and clean up.” He said, stuffing his dick into my mouth to clean it off... He did not even help me up. I walked down the hall carrying my dress and used some paper towels to sop up the mess between my legs and then more to clean off some of the sweat. I was wondering about my womb. Was there a little Mister Dill or Mister Kind floating inside me? Was a fertilized egg attached to the lining of my uterus? The thought should have scared the pee out of me, but it made me smile. Then I thought to myself, 'I need to make sure Jack fucks me soon, so there's a chance the baby is his. Or maybe Al's?" I dressed and went back to class. Most of the class was still working on their tests. Cindy was finished, and she turned to me, sniffing the air, “You are a little slut. Did you just get fucked? You smell like cum and sex.” I blushed and nodded. “Who?” She asked. My eyes darted to the front. “No!, you fucked old mister Kind? You didn’t?” I just shrugged. “Well, you just better cum to my party. My daddy would like to fuck you too if you're into old dudes.” I talked with Cindy for the rest of the class. I knew that she was one of the cool kids, but I realized that she is really pretty great. It turns out she’s a total lesbian. She only fucks guys because she knows she is ‘supposed’ to like cocks. She doesn’t mind dick up her snatch and ass, but she just really get turned on by pussy. Who knew? It was lunchtime, and I was horny. I was going to be fucked and fucked twice. My mind was torn between worry that Allen would want more after fucking me once and that Allen would only want to fuck me once. I could not figure out which I was more worried about. I got to the hall with the supply closet and saw that the door was open. I figured that either stupid Jack or stupid Al got there first and were just too stupid to close the stupid fucking door. I rounded the corner and was about to call either one or both of my fuck buddies stupid when I saw the janitor holding a wad of my torn panties. “Well, hello, little girl. These would not be yours, would they?” He held them to his nose and took a deep sniff. “Ummmm, lovely smell, yes, it is. I would love to smell the source, sure I would.” “No sir, they're not mine,” I lied and ran down the hall towards the lunchroom. Halfway there, I ran into Jack and Allen going towards our love nest. Late as usual. “It’s occupied,” I told them. “What do you mean?” Asked Jack. “I mean, there is a janitor in the janitor's closet. He’s there; thus, it is occupied. Duh.” I know I was being a bitch, but I was horny, and I wanted to fuck, and I saw my chances of getting laid going from 200% to 0% fast. “Well, let’s go back, maybe he just needed something, and he’ll be gone already.” “I don’t think so. It looked like he was cleaning the room up.” I told him. “Let’s just check.” Jack was persistent. On the way, Allen said, ”You don’t have to do this, Kitty. It’s great that your offering to and all, and I really want to, you know. Um...er …" I giggled and took hold of his arm, “...um, ar...” I teased, “You really want to fuck me? You want to screw my pussy? You want me to hump your cock? You want to make the beast with two backs?” He smiled at me. “I really want to fuck you too. I’m so horny. If I don’t get fucked soon, I’m going to explode.” “I heard about your Math class. That was pretty cool.” He said. “Oh, so Jack’s been telling you about my slutty morning, has he?” “No, I heard about it from Ben.” “My wonderful big brother is telling people about his slutty baby sister?.” I felt embarrassed. How could I do that with so many kids watching? "Hey, don't be like that. I think it's cool that you do what you want and what feels good. You are a lot braver than most kids." Then Jack asked, “Oh hey, whatever happened with Mister D?” “He fucked me and Kim. Well, mostly me, and Kim mostly fucked me too.” “That ass hole! I should beat him to a pulp!” Jack growled. I giggled, “Like you didn’t know he was going to fuck me? Leave him alone. It was actually really a good fuck. I’m sure he’s going to fuck me once or twice a week from now on, but the good news is it should make it easier for me and you to fuck around.” I decided not to tell him about mister Kind. We got to the hall, and, as I expected, the door was still open, and sounds of hard effort banged and clanged from the opening. “See?” “Fuck,” Jack said. “Shit,” Allen said “Ball,” I said. They both looked at me queerly. “I thought we were taking turns saying four-letter words? I was going to go with table, but I was all, hay that’s five letters, so I switched it to ball.” “I see why you love her so much,” Allen said sarcastically. I kissed him on the lips. “How about behind the bike racks?” Jack suggested. “No, that place is always filled with smokers from the high school during lunch.” “So?” Jack asked. “So, I don’t want a bunch of High school boys fucking me, and YOU know they will after you two are done screwing me.” For the next twenty minutes, Allen and Jack came up with a 100 different places to fuck me. None would work. I finally suggested, “The library is always quiet during lunch?” They both looked at each other then they both gave me a kiss on opposites sides of my face. “Perfect,” Jack said. Only the smartest girl in school would think of the library.” Said Allen. Jack added, “She's the only student that has ever gone to the library.” As we walked along, both boys put their hands up my dress and played with my ass and pussy. By the time we got to the library, I was so amazingly horny that I knew I would orgasm the second a dick entered me. Sadly for me, it was not to be. Just as the building came into view, the first bell chimed, telling us lunch was over, and we had only ten minutes to get to class. I pulled out my phone to confirm it and was so disappointed I started to cry. Allen thought I was crying for him, “Hey, it’s OK, Kitty. I’ll be fine.” “Fuck you! I’m horny!” Then I thought about what I just said and kissed him, “I’m sorry, Al, I didn’t mean that. I’m just sooo fucking turned on right now I could fuck a dog.” We started to head back to the primary set of buildings. I had English literature next. It was another 8-year level course, so I would be the only 10-year-old. Most of the other kids were nice. The teacher was Miss. Finglmier, so there was no chance of me getting another dick in me from a teacher who heard I was a slut. I thought that maybe if I was late, she might send me down to the vice principal's office and get laid there. In fact, I could just go to his office and ask for a screw. He would give me a note afterward. As I pondered this, I had not heard a word between the boys until Jack asked, “So what do you think?” Having no idea what he was asking and seeing that I was to my class, I just kissed him, “Whatever you want, dear.” then I kissed Al. A long deep kiss. I played with his hard cock. I whispered into his ear, “I want this meat in my pussy and ass.” Al went left to his next class. Jack's next class was along the same route as mine, so we walked hand in hand. With a tear in my eye, I told him, "You know earlier when my teacher fucked me?""Yeah, Hon?""Two things about that... Um, well, first it was two teachers, and neither used a condom.""Who was the other teacher?""It doesn't matter. You're missing the point." I stopped at the restrooms. "It's the wrong time of the month. If I'm going to be knocked up, I would rather it be with someone I loved kid. Will you cum in me? Now? Please?""We don't have much time, but sure Kitty. I'll fill you to the brim." He took me into the bathroom and began to strip, "No time, just stick your prick into me." I leaned on the sink and lifted my dress. As he entered me, I climaxed, "Oh yes. Give it to me, my love, my darling, my Jack." He climaxed quickly. I felt his seed fill me, and I hoped it would take root. I kissed him, "I love you." Then I was gone. The class was actually enjoyable, even though I didn’t have sex with anyone. Look at me. I’ve become a sex maniac. I’ve gone from good girl to slut to nymphomaniac in the space of 6 hours. I sat in the back and two boys played with my pussy, and I jacked them off. When they were ready to cum I clamped my mouth over one and drank his fluids, and the other shoved his dick in my ass. And before you say anything, no, that was not really sex. I was just a cum depository. I didn't really fuck either of the boys. I know that Miss. Finglmier saw, but she did not say anything until the end of class when she asked,” Did you enjoy that, honey?”. I said sadly, “No, not really. I’m super horny, and I can’t seem to get any relief.” I left class, and out in the hall, a few of the boys came up to me and told me they had heard about or seen me fucking in class. I smiled and told them it was true, but I needed to get to Art Class, so maybe I would see them later. Art class was a madhouse. It was loud and chaotic. I soon saw why; our teacher was out, and there was a substitute teacher in her place. The sub was a good-looking guy who I guess was somewhere between 20 to 50. Maybe older. It’s hard to tell. Anyone older than 13 or 14 looks like a fossil to me, but this guy was a sexy fossil. He reminded me of the old guy from the Riders of the Lost Arc movie. Yummy. I’m such a slut. What is happening to me? I walked over to him and gave him my very best smile. I was hoping he had talked with Mister Dill. “Hi. My name is Kitty. Meow.” Yes, I know what you're thinking. I’m a slut. Instead of asking me to go out to the hall or into the back room or just laying me on his desk and fucking me in front of the whole class, he just said, “Nice to meet you. Please take your seat.” I looked around and saw Dave Vitner in the back. He was kinda cute, so I went and sat with him. He looked at me oddly and asked, “What’s up? You never sit back here?” I blushed and decided to be totally honest with him, “I’m really horny, and I was hoping you might want to mess around during class. If you don’t want to, it's OK. I’m not normally this forward or slutty, but my boyfriend got me all revved up and left me hanging.” The boy looked around and then said, “Not here, but I think I can get us a little alone time.” He winked at me, then ran his hands across my flat chest and pinched my rock-hard nipples. “Come upfront with me.” I walked up to the sub, “Excuse me, sir.” Dave said to the teacher, “We both need to go to the nurse. I need my insulin shot, and she needs to take her birth control pill. We go every day during lunch, but the dance committee ran long, and we didn’t have time.” He looked at us queerly but said OK. Then on the way out, he added, “And I expect a note from the nurse.” Out in the hall, I said, “Now we’ll get into trouble. The nurse will never give us a note!” “Sure she will. She’s my mom.” He said as he took my hand, and we walked across campus. I was more than a little nervous. Dave was not giving me much to go on. I was going to have to listen closely to whatever lie he was going to tell his mom and think on my feet. We walked into the office, and the bell tinkled, and then his mom came out of the office to the waiting room. “Hi, Davey. What’s up with you and your little friend?” I thought, ‘OK, here comes the big clever lie that will get us both some fuck time and a note.’ “Hi, mom. Kitty here is horny and asked me to fuck her. Can we use your office?” I’m sure I blushed a thousand shades of red. She just smiled and said, “Sure, honey." Then to Kitty, she said, "Hi Kitty, did you ever get the pill?" "No, ma'am. I never managed to get them." "Oh, then you should use a condom, Davy." "I don't mind. I already have several loads of cum swimming in my womb. David can add his sperm to the race to see who gets me knocked up. Or you can fuck my ass. I like a good hard butt fuck." She smiled at us and said, "OK, you two have fun.” Ten seconds later, we were both naked and fucking. It was amazing. Dave’s cock was longer than Jack's, and size does matter. I was climaxing again and again. When Dave shot off his load, I realized that his mom had been watching and finger fucking herself. After he pulled out, she scooted between us, suck and licked her son’s dick clean, then sucked and licked my pussy clean. Afterward, he asked her, “Can we both get a note? Oh, and I need a shot.” “You really do need shots?” I asked. “Yeah. I wouldn't lie about something like that.” Then he kissed me. We walked back to class. On the way there, I kissed him again, “Thank you for making me cum. I needed it bad. It was really nice of you.” The rest of the class was excellent. I was very mellow after a nice hard fuck, and I just kinda leaned into Dave and listened to the lecture about some old dead guy that painted pictures of naked women. After class, I gave Dave another kiss. “Thank you. I really needed that. Anytime you need anything, you let me know.” I thought I would be fine during my last class of the day, Science. I had been fucked so thoroughly that I would be able to hold out for an hour. I’m not some kinda sex crazed animal. Then I noticed Mr. Pickle was looking at me funny, and then I realized I had been rubbing myself. Not full masturbation or anything, but my dress was pulled up, and my legs were open a bit, and my fingers were diddling my special button. Instead of stopping, I spread open a bit more and pushed a finger into my snatch, watching his eyes. I thought to myself, "Maybe Mr. Pickle will want to screw me?" Well, he stuttered a bit, but that was all. Then he surprised me by telling the class, “Today’s class is about human sexuality. I’ve had great success teaching this topic, and I think you will all find it to be a special lesson plan. If I can find two volunteers, one boy, and one girl, to model and demonstrate for the rest of the class. Would any of you young ladies like to volunteer?” Well, of course, none of the girls wanted to stand in front of the class to ‘model’ and to ‘demonstrate’ whatever that meant. Mr. Pickle looked right at me and then said, “A volunteer that is not shy? One who is not a virgin? A girl that likes to show off a bit? Maybe a girl that is a little horny?” Well, he pushed all the right buttons. I raised my hand slowly. Once the boys saw my hand in the air, there was a forest of hands in an instant. Less than an instant, more like a mini micro split instant, every boy in class had their hand up. They all wanted to pose with me. I think they assumed, like I assumed, that there was going to be some sexy fun during the next hour. Mr. Pickle asked me, “Would you like to pick your partner?” “Yes, please.” I looked around the class and was surprised that my own brother’s hand was up. Perv. With very little thought, I picked Ted. I smiled at him and pointed, then said, “Ted, Please.” Ted high-fived his friends as he made his way forward. The class was again bedlam, but the teacher talked to the two of us rather than try to get the class under control. He explained what he wanted. I had a little orgasm. He saw it happen and smiled. Both Ted and I stripped naked and got up onto the front table. I could not believe that I was doing this. I learned a lot about myself today, but I still could not believe that I would volunteer to be completely naked in front of a bunch of other kids and a teacher. The class saw us up on the desk and quickly came to heel. “Can everyone please sit down?” They did. “OK, you all know our two courageous volunteers. As you can see, the two are very different from each other.” He then went through a long list of differences. Some were really not all that accurate. He talked about me having wider hips, but I don’t, and he talked about breast tissue, and I have none. Some were very accurate, like when he talked about Ted’s cock being so nice and hard and my pussy being so wet. (He showed the class I was drenched by pushing a finger into me and then flicking my pussy juice at the class!) Once Mr. Pickle got all the essential biology out of the way, he had us both lay on our backs and spread our legs. Then each of the kids got an up-close and personal look at our genitals. And it was very up close... I could feel most of the boy's breath on my pussy as they leaned in to see, touch, lick and poke. Even my brother slipped his fingers into me. ‘I’m going to have to talk to him after school,’ I thought to myself. 'My dear brother should not be finger fucking me.' Once all the kids got to play with us, the teacher had Ted, and I demonstrate sexual positions. He did not let us do much. “Please lay flat on your back and open wide.” He said then Ted would move in between my legs and fuck me for a minute or so. Then he fucked my ass. Then Mr. Pickle asked Ted to lay down, and I got on top. As he told the class the benefits of this position, I accidentally made Ted cum in me. It was great. I didn’t cum, but it felt so fucking good to have him squirt. The class laughed and cheered. It made me feel like a superstar. "Sorry. I didn't mean to make him cum.” I said as his limp prick slid out of my hole. “That’s fine, honey.” The teacher said, “I’m sure we can find someone else who can help.” All the boys and three of the girls raised their hands. I pointed at Frank, who stripped quickly and helped me and the teacher demonstrate doggy style fucking. He managed to keep He shot his load himself under control while screwing my ass but exploded into me two minutes after entering my cunny. I smiled at my brother, wondering if he would really fuck me, and I asked him, “Ben, do you really want to do me?” He ran to the front and helped demonstrate both the spooning position (me on my side with my brother humping his dick into my pussy and ass from behind) and the open spoon (this is the same, only my leg was opened and my one foot was pointed at the sky). He could not take anymore, and my own big brother shot his wad into my womb. I turned over and kissed him, "Thank you, Ben. I love you so much." Then I tried something called saddling with Sid. My legs wrapped around him and his around me. This position is fun. We both climaxed hard. Ethan and I did the Facedown doggy. He was fine in my ass but could not hold back his orgasm when he started to fuck my pussy. Oliver shot his seed in me while we were doing the groundhog. That was a fun one, and I came twice. I was bent over the teacher's desk being fucked by Carter while I sucked off Jayden, and they both filled me with cum. Logan shot in my ass while Alexander came in my pussy, and Ryan filled my mouth. That was my first ever triple penetration. After that, I kinda lost track. I know I fucked all the boys and at least five of the girls. When the bell rang, I was drenched from head to toe in cum, and the teacher was fucking me hard. It looked like all the boys were naked and fucking most of the girls. Mr. Pickle kept fucking me as he told the rest of the class, “Make sure to read chapter 27 before class. There will be a quiz.” There was a massive flurry of activity as the kids tried to dress, and it looked like no one could find the clothes they had started with. By the time teacher finally climaxed, the room was empty, the desks were all askew, and there were panties and underwear everywhere. I was still stuck on Mr. Pickle's cock as he told me how well I did. Kissed me (is it wired that him kissing me seemed way inappropriate, but his dick and cum in my pussy was OK? I’m not sure why?) He wiped me down with someone's underpants and then wiped me down with some wet wipes. I was more or less clean. Then the teacher started to fuck me again, first in my pussy, then my ass, then back to my pussy. I told him, “I have to go. I’ll miss my bus.” He said, “How about I fuck you for an hour, or so then I drive you home.” “No, I can’t. I have to meet my boyfriend.” He sighed, and then he pulled me off his dick and helped me with my dress. Patted my naked ass and walked me to the door. I knew that I would be fucked by Mr. Pickle again and soon. I was worried about the time and ran to the bus, cum was oozing out of my pussy and ass and down my legs. The whole way, I was wondering how I could tell Jack about what I had done. I had to tell him. He was my love and my life. I did not want to have any secrets from him. At the bus, I saw three of the boys I had just screwed during class, and they had been telling all the other kids about the sex education lesson and about getting to fuck me. I thought they were going to tease me and taunt me (Slutty miss slut a lot! You’re a whore! You would fuck anyone, you dirty cunt licker! All ran through my mind, and I was ready to cry), but instead, they all cheered! Even the girls! Really and truly, they cheered like I was some kinda’ fireman that saved a bunch of kids, or I hit the winning grand slam and won the world series. Some of them gave me high fives, and more than one kissed me! I saw Jack and Allen, and they saw me and took me by both arms to guide me onto the bus. ”Did you really do a gang bang in class?” He asked as we settled down in the seat all the way in the back. My emotions were on a hair-trigger, and this time I did start to cry. I sob big time. I was thinking, in my hormone-flooded brain, that Jack was accusing me. “Did you really do a gang bang in class?” was reinterpreted in my mind as, “You fucking slut! You cheating whore! How dare you! I never want to see you again, and I’m going to tell your parents what a dirty, nasty girl you are, and they will look and find a hundred boys worth of cum in your ass and pussy, and they will kick you out of the house, and you will be living in the street and be all alone forever!” My crying turned to balling. He wrapped me in his arms, “Hey honey, don’t cry. If those fucking lying Basterds are making up stories about you, I’ll fucking cut off their balls!” Sobbing, I blurted out, “He’s not lying! He’s right. I’m a nasty little fuck whore and a slut. I'm just a nasty cum bucket and fuck rag! I know you hate me now. I cheated on you! I fucked so many boys! I’m so sorry, I deserve to be hated and hit and kicked and spit on, and It’s OK if you never want to talk to me again!” He somehow knew that anything he said would be wrong and that I was spiraling into some bottomless pit of darkness. His instincts kicked in, and instead of talking and making things worse, he kissed me. Lightly and lovingly. He kissed my tears and my lips. His gentle soft lips told me he loved me. His warm, loving touch told me he did not hate me and was not angry with me. His probing tongue told me he wanted me, and his stiff cock said to me that he did not forgive me because there was nothing to forgive. I did nothing wrong, and he was not mad or angry or anything but loving and horny. I looked into his eyes and asked, “You're not mad at me?” He smiled that dopy half smile and asked, “Did you do anything that you did not want to do?” “No. It was all fun and wonderful.” I blushed. “Well, then there is nothing to be mad about. I mean, if they wanted you to do something and you were all, dude, I’m uncomfortable doing that. And then you let them push you around or something, then I would be all, hey Kitty, you should stand up for yourself and not let them push you around then I would be all, you know, I’m gonna break some heads and kick some ass because they did that to you and all, but you know... Um... what was the question?” His little head was taking too much blood from his big head, and he lost his thread of thought. “Do you love me?” I asked, my tears and worry gone. “I love you so much.” He said and kissed me. Then he asked again, “So you really did do a gang bang with fifteen guys?” I giggled, “Well, no, not really.” I told them. Then I explained, “It was for a class lesson, and the teacher was showing the kids what sex was. He had a whole big list of positions and stuff to show the kids and the boy that was supposed to model with me...” “Was that Ed?” Jack asked. “No, Ted. You know Ted. He’s cute.” I told him with a grin. “Anyway, Ted shot off inside me, and then his noodle wilted, so the teacher picked another boy to finish the demonstration, but that kid only lasted for one or two examples, so the teacher picked another boy... like that. Even my stinky brother, Ben, took a turn modeling with me. Can you believe him? He wanted to put his cock in my cunny, and that’s like almost incest!” I looked at Jack, and Jack looked at me, and then I said, “Yeah, OK. It’s not almost incest.” I laughed. “Anyway, it was not really like real sex or anything because it was for class and learning. It wasn't dirty or nasty. It was just for school. I got extra credit and everything.” That was when my world expanded a little bit, and I saw Allen. I realized for the first time since I climbed onto the bus that there were other people in the world and the whole universe was not just me and Jack and my pussy and my feelings. “Hi, Allen. I’m sorry about all that...emotion. I’m not sure what’s going on with me. Ever since I agreed to fuck you, I have been so horny, and I guess my mind is a bit muddled. I guess the idea of my lovely boyfriend watching me screw my best friend is just such a turn-on. I just can't think of anything but sex and doing it and humping. So, what do you think? Am I a nasty dirty whore?” He laughed. It was like music. He smiled and leaned in for a kiss. “You are nasty and dirty, and you do smell like a whore, but you’re the prettiest, most loving, and sweet girl I have ever met. If I can find a girl half as smart, sexy, funny, and slutty as you, I will consider myself the second luckiest guy in the whole world.” Without a word, I leaned in and kissed Allen. My fingers found the button and zipper that released his cock, and then I slipped out of Jack’s lap and onto Allen’s cock. Still kissing him, I rode his dick slow and easy. The vibration and bouncing from the bus added a lovely vibrato to the song of our love. I felt him fire off into me. It was warm and wonderful, but I did not want my first fuck with Allen to end so quickly. I just kept kissing him and slowly pumped my ass up and down. I could feel gobs of his sperm sloshing within me, and some was leaking out of me and oozing down Allen’s shaft and balls. I managed to have two orgasms before he grunted another massive load of semen into my womb. I tried to keep going, but his dick gave up on me, and he pop out of me, releasing a flood of sticky white cream. I'm sure it was just my imagination, but I thought that I could feel his sperm fertilizing my egg like a little tiny bell chiming in my womb. “Oh fuck, Kitty. That was so fantastic!” He said and kissed me again. The bus erupted in applause, and my world expanded a little more. I remembered that the whole universe was not just me, Jack, and Allen. There was a bus full of kids, and they all just watched me fuck my brains out on Allen’s dick. Instead of being all shy and wired about it. I’m sure that if this had somehow happened just 5 hours earlier, I would have been mortified and ashamed, but instead, I just told the whole bus, “That was just act one!” then pulled my dress off and claimed over onto Jack’s dick. I then turned around and told the closest kid I saw, “If you want to fuck my ass, go for it.” Jack kissed me and said, “I love you so much.” I kissed him and said, “Not as much as I love you.” Then looking into his eyes, “Would you be mad if I fucked all the boys on the bus?” “Is that what you want?” He asked. I felt his dick get two inches bigger, telling me that that was precisely what he wanted me to do. “Yes. Yes, I think I would like that very much. I even want to fuck my brother, only this time it will be a real gang bang and real incest because it’s not for school or learning or anything other than for pleasure and fun and sex.” Well, I did not make it through all the boys before my stop. As I climbed off the bus, the boys asked me, “Can we fuck you tomorrow?” I laughed and told them, “No. This was a one-time thing.” As we walked towards my house, I told Ben, “You better not say anything to mom.” He laughed, “I won’t. I promise.” Then Jack asked me, “What did you mean by, ‘this was a one-time thing’?” “Well, just that. I’m not going to let all the boys screw me at school. I’m not going to be the bus fuck toy. I’m not going to let every teacher screw me in the hall whenever they want to. It was a one-time thing, just for today.” I stopped and looked at my brother, my boyfriend, and my best buddy with a lusty smile. "You are the only three boys that get to fuck me whenever you want to fuck me. I will never tell you no." I pulled up my dress and ran a finger through my lips, "You three own this pussy. No matter what I’m doing, you three have permission to push me over a table or chair, tear off my panties and give me a good hard fuck.” They did just that, dragging me into the park and fucking me silly. I wanted my parents to know about me. About my new outlook. That night after a long shower, I dressed in a short nighty. I crawled into my daddy's lap and asked them both, "Will you both love me no matter what?" Daddy pulled me closer and squeezed my butt, "Of course, sweetheart." Mom Hugged us both and said, "You know we will always love you. Why are you asking us that? "I need to do something first... then I'll tell you," I said. I pulled my daddy's dick out of his shorts and quickly slipped it into me. Dad was shocked, and mom was stunned. I rode daddy and told them about my day. About all the men and boys I had sex with. Then, just as my dad's thick, veiny cock exploded deep in me, I said, "I think I may be pregnant. I have had so much sperm in me today, I just know I've been knocked up, and I want daddy to have a chance to be the daddy!" I climaxed. Then, panting, I added as I kissed both mommy and daddy, "You have been such a wonderful daddy to me. I'm sure our baby will love you as much as I do."I thought that mom would be mad, but instead, she was giggling, "Oh, my darling little girl. My sweet, wonderful, eight-year-old daughter. You're not pregnant. You have not started your periods yet. You can't get pregnant. I'm guessing it will not be until you eleven or twelve." I sat with my mommy and daddy until bedtime. Daddy filled me with cum three more times, and when mommy took me to bed, she licked my little cunny and sucked as much of daddy's sperm out of me as she could. Then she let it drizzle out of her mouth and into mine. I only let the boys on the bus gang bang me three more times that year. I also let a few of the teachers fuck me about once every week and, of course, my principal and vice-principal. Oh, and on the last day of school, all the teachers let the kids' gang bang me during class... that was fun. I often think about the birthday gift I gave to Allen. In many ways, it was a gift to me. It was the best present I was ever given. The End 11,330 Words.
Click peternessgl@gmail.com if you would like to comment on this story Please help to support ASSTR by making a donation HERE |