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Emma's Choice - 4
by BDG (catcheru@yahoo.com)

***

Chapter seven

Emma yawned and stretched. "Saturday at last," she 
thought. It had been a long week. She had been getting 
behind at school, especially with homework.

It was difficult balancing her social life against her 
schoolwork. She had been out three evenings this week. 
Unfortunately, since she missed her 10 o'clock curfew; 
after the incident with the old guy in the alley, meant 
that she had to stay in Thursday and Friday, so she had 
not seen any of the gang at all since Wednesday.

A couple of the lads had sent her a text message asking 
her to meet them, and had got a little annoyed when she 
text'd back saying she couldn't go out. She had 
promised to make it up to them.

Pushing back the covers and swinging her legs out of 
bed, she slipped her feet into a pair of pink slippers, 
stood-up, and yawned again.

Emma had started wearing an old T-shirt to bed, after 
feeling that she had out-grown (maturely) of her (also 
pink) pyjamas. It was faded blue and came down to just 
below her bottom, a perfect fit she thought, but her 
mum had disagreed and had made a point of tutting at 
her when ever she saw her in it. Emma had argued that 
."..as no one was going to see her in it, it didn't 
matter..." Her mother had relented and she had worn it 
from then on.

She crossed to the window and pulled back the curtains. 
It was a bright and clear day; the sun, in the 
mornings, shone directly into the room. Emma liked the 
feel of the sun's warmth, it was some-how different to 
central heating heat, she raised her arms above her 
head so that her forearms crossed behind her head with 
the elbows pointing almost straight up. She stretched 
exuberantly, and yawned again, turning slightly side to 
side as though sunning herself.

Feeling that it was going to be a good day, she padded 
to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

***
As soon as the curtains moved Kevin flicked the video 
camera to record. He was becoming an expert at this. 
Noting Emma's movement, when she got up, her routine 
for getting ready for school, he had even made a coded 
diary of it.

As the camera whirred softly he sat back and raised the 
binoculars. The girl was stood framed in the window, 
eyes shut as she faced the bright sky. He smiles to 
himself. "Excellent, she's wearing that sexy little T-
shirt; the faded blue one that's a few sizes to small, 
even for her."

He let the binoculars pan up and down her body. "Mmm, I 
wonder if she's..." Then as if she knew what he was 
thinking, Emma raised her arms above her head to 
stretch and the hem of the T-shirt rode up about four 
inches.

"Bingo," said Kevin, "That's another one for the 
collection." He gazed at the young girls pale brown 
bush that had been revealed by the rising of the T-
shirt. Framed between her pale legs, Emma's pussy was 
one of the finest sights Kevin and his camera had ever 
seen, and if all went to plan he was going to share 
this vision of loveliness with a great many others.

He looked back through the binoculars as Emma smiled to 
herself [and unknowingly, to Kevin's camera] then 
turned away out of shot.

***

Emma padded back into her room and flopped onto the 
bed. She dug a magazine out from under the bed and idly 
flicked through it. She usually had a giggle at the 
letters page at the '...I've been going out with a boy 
for 3 months, and he now wants us to sleep together. 
What should I do?...'

Ten minutes later there was a knock at the front door. 
As Emma's mum had gone out to do the weekly shopping 
Emma jogged down the stairs to answer.

She wasn't surprised to see Ian. He had taken to coming 
round at odd times to try and catch her in, which 
wasn't often these days as she was usually out with her 
gang of friends, with whom he didn't fit in at all.

They weren't officially going-out any more. They had 
broken up one night a few months ago. They had met up 
with the gang one night and Ian had tried to stop one 
of the lads getting close to her. They had punched and 
knocked him to the floor. The one who had knocked him 
down had then taken great delight in fucking me hard 
from behind over a park bench.

The first thing Ian had seen when he had gotten up was 
me bent over a park bench with my knickers around my 
knees and this thug pounding his dick in to me to the 
cheers of the others. They made him watch as the lad 
shot his load in me. Then another lad took his place 
behind me. He watched as all six of them had 
unprotected sex with me, rode me bareback they called 
it, I orgasmed with the last three. I never saw Ian for 
a month after that night.

I opened the door and was surprised to see Ian had 
brought a friend with him.

"Morning," said Ian, "this is Richard, he's just stared 
at school a few weeks ago."

I'd seen the new lad around but as we where in 
different sets for most subjects didn't know his name.

Instantly his eyes were all over me, I'd not put on a 
robe when I came downstairs so was only wearing my blue 
T-shirt.

"Hi, come in, would you like a coffee?" I knew why Ian 
had come round, he hadn't had sex with me for a month 
now and he was always horny.

"I'd rather just go upstairs," Ian replied, beaming his 
goofy grin.

I took his hand and we went up the stairs side by side. 
Ian beckoned Richard to follow. With each step I could 
feel the hem of my T-shirt ride up and with Richard a 
few steps below my ass must have been on complete show. 
As usual I was thrilled at the thought that someone I 
had met only a few minutes ago might be fanaticising 
about me and might want me as much as the others do. I 
took the last two steps together so that I would have 
to stretch a little further. When I reached the landing 
I used my free hand to pull the hem of my T-shirt back 
down to cover my very bare bottom, I turned and gave 
Richard a sheepish smile, "oops, sorry," I lied.

We reached my room and I sat on the bed with Ian, with 
Richard standing in the doorway. He had no idea where 
he should look. I deliberately sat cross-legged on the 
bed talking to Ian about not seeing him for so long and 
getting a huge thrill that my pussy was on full display 
and I could feel myself getting wet. Every time I 
looked across to Richard he would look up at something 
in the room, his face bright red.

Ian couldn't resist. "Jesus," he thought. Even though 
it had only been a few weeks he had forgotten how 
incredibly sexy Emma could be. She was sat cross-legged 
on the bed so that the hem of her T-shirt was pulled 
tight across her thighs. Emma seemed oblivious to the 
effect she was having, she almost seemed not to realise 
that her bush was on view.

Ian knew that Richard kept taking furtive glances at 
Emma's bush when he thought they weren't looking, he 
couldn't blame him, he had brought him here 
specifically to show Emma off. After all she was a 
complete babe, she may not his girlfriend anymore, but 
if she put-out anyway did it matter?

Ian said, "sorry Emma I can't wait any longer." He 
leaned forward and took one of Emma's ankles in each 
hand and pulled her legs out straight and apart, then 
knelt between her knees and pushed his tracksuit 
bottoms down.

Richard couldn't believe what was happening. This 
gorgeous girl he had seen at school, and met only a few 
minutes ago, was now on her back with her blue T-shirt 
that hadn't even covered her crotch before, and 
certainly didn't now as it had been pulled up to her 
waist. Was flat on her back with Ian between her legs 
pumping his dick in and out of her pussy.

Emma looked across to the boy that she had just met 
five minutes earlier. "so, y-you go to my s-s-school?' 
she said.

Richard could only gape, she was looking right at him, 
her head moving up and down with each stroke and making 
small talk as his friend slammed his dick into her, he 
could even see Ian's unprotected dick, glistening with 
her juices, as it pumped in and out of her pussy.

"That's...erm...r-right," he stammered, and then fell 
against the door as Ian pulled up her T-shirt and her 
small firm tits came into view. Richard thought he 
might faint.

Ian came, and Emma held him tight in her with her legs 
as he filled her with his cum. It felt good, it had 
been a few days but she had missed this feeling when a 
lad came in her. It wasn't the same using condoms, you 
lost the best bit at the end and she liked the thought 
of taking a bit of them away with her. She smiled and 
hugged him tighter.

A few minutes later Ian rolled off her and lay on his 
back, his penis red, and slick with cum and Emma's 
juices.

Emma lay there naked from her breasts down, her small 
tits rising and falling as her breathing slowed. Her 
legs where still apart; the lips of her pussy waiting. 
She looked directly at Richard as she pushed her 
fingers of one hand through her tousled hair.

"It's all right," said Ian, "you can shag her if you 
like, she loves it."

Emma gave Ian a playful punch, "you like it as much as 
I do so stop being so crude," she said.

She looked directly at Richard and slowly rolled over 
on to her stomach, her perfectly round, toned bottom 
facing up and her legs slightly apart.  She arched her 
back slightly, raising her bottom.

Emma flicked her hair away from her face and said to 
Richard in her best little-girl-lost-voice, "Don't you 
want me Richard?" 

Richard had never wanted anything more in his life, yes 
he was a virgin, Christ he was fourteen, he thought all 
kids his age were. But now? "Hell,"  he thought. I'm 
not going to be the only one.

He pulled his T-shirt over his head, unbuttoned his 
jeans and pushed them and his underwear to the floor 
and walked naked to the edge of the bed.

Emma eyes where transfixed on Richards penis, it was 
absolutely rock hard, she'd had sex with a lot of lads 
but strangely it was always at night and they usually 
took off only the minimum of clothing, she was the one 
who ended up naked.

Seeing this boy stark naked made Emma's pussy 
practically throb with excitement. She unconsciously 
wiggled her ass in expectation.

Richard had seen enough porn pictures on the Internet 
to know what went where, he had just never put his 
'what' in a girls 'where' before.

Emma looked over her shoulder as Richard climbed on to 
the bed and lowered his body on to hers.

"Christ," Richard thought, "what the fuck am I doing?." 
He was nervous, this was his first time, he almost came 
as he felt Emma's body against his.

He lay on top of Emma, his rock hard cock lying between 
her pert ass cheeks. Her bottom felt cool against his 
raging hot erection.

Richard reached down with his left hand, took hold of 
his virgin penis and guided it to Emma's waiting pussy. 
He gasped as he entered her. Fortunately Emma was 
already wet with Ian's cum so the fact that Richard 
penetrated her quickly didn't really cause her any 
pain.

Richard slipped the entire length of his cock in to the 
willing fourteen-year-old in one go.

The whole of his body was now resting on her back and 
bottom, with his legs between hers and his face on her 
shoulder, his mouth touching her slender neck.

Emma pushed her bottom up slightly in to Richards 
groin, turned her head and whispered, "be quick, I want 
your cum in me before me mum gets back."

Richard pulled his cock out slightly, and after taking 
notes on technique from watching Ian, rammed down hard 
enough so that Ian was woken out of his doze by the 
sound of slapping.

Ian opened his eyes and looked over to see his new 
friend fucking his girlfriend. And he meant FUCKING 
her, this guy was pounding her so hard it sounding like 
a small crowd clapping, the bedsprings squeaking and 
creaking in chorus.

Slap, slap, slap went Richards's thighs against Emma's 
reddening bottom. Ian was getting hard again.

Ever since he had been beaten by some of Emma's new 
gang, and he had come round after being knocked out to 
see Emma being fucked from behind like a dog by the big 
fucker who had hit him. He had had constant fantasies 
about Emma with other guys.

He knew Emma was a slut, everyone in school knew that. 
He had even watched, from a safe distance, as four lads 
from the year above had led her by the hand in to the 
fields next to the school one lunch break. 

He had sneaked close enough to see three of the lads 
sat around smoking whilst the fourths bare bottom was 
between Emma's legs. The other lads sat watching, 
waiting their turn. He left after the third guy had 
shot his load. He had an erection the rest of the day.

Richard complied with Emma's wish and came within four 
minutes, he was grateful for lasting that long. He 
ground his dick into Emma as he came, pushing against 
her small bottom with all his weight. He pumped what 
felt like a months worth of cheap wanks in to the 
grateful schoolgirl.

He rolled off Emma and suddenly felt exhausted, his 
nakedness in front of this girl and his friend didn't 
even register, he just felt like curling up and going 
to sleep.

Emma, now with a very health red glow in her cheeks 
(both ends) looked over to Ian who now had a rampant 
erection.

She propped her-self up on one elbow and rolled onto 
her side so that both breasts and her pale brown bush 
where on show to Ian. Two naked boys where on her bed, 
both had just had her, their cum still in her. She 
could still feel the sensation of Richards cock as it 
had exploded, god she felt horny. She looked at Ian, 
enjoying him looking greedily at her, then rolled onto 
her back again, and cocked her head to the side.

"Hey boyfriend, you want to make up for lost time and 
bring that dick of yours back over here?"

Ian practically bounded over his sleeping friend and 
between Emma's spread legs.


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Kevin was exhausted. He had cum twice watching Emma 
having the shit fucked out of her by those two guys. 
Every sick little dream he had had about Emma didn't 
hold a candle to what he had just recorded on video.

He looked up again and checked, for the thousandth 
time, that the camera was recording. As he looked 
through the viewfinder he saw the first lad get between 
the slut-happy-schoolgirls legs again and start his 
porn star routine.

He almost sighed. His dick was getting sore now, but 
his prick was stirring at the sight and he couldn't 
help but take it in hand again.



Chapter Eight.

Emma felt good. The boys lad left about two hours ago 
and her mum had arrived shortly after, the timing 
couldn't have been better.

She showered and washed her hair, it was amazing where 
a boys cum seemed to end up. Her lower back and her ass 
she could understand as Ian had rubbed his semi-hard 
dick between her ass-cheeks after he had shot his load 
the second time, whilst they chatted and made jokes 
about the still sleeping Richard.

So that was understandable, but she actually had cum in 
her hair! She hadn't even gone down on either of them! 
Never mind, Emma thought, she really had enjoyed the 
morning.

She towel dried her-self off and selected what to wear. 
As the weather was quite mild she dressed in a beige 
denim skirt and a white T-shirt. She wore neither bra 
nor knickers, it actually didn't occur to her to do so.

She bounced down the stairs and had cereal with her mum 
whilst chatting about nipping into town to do some 
shopping. "OK dear, but put some sun cream on, your 
cheeks look red." Emma coughed and almost choked on her 
breakfast. "And don't get that T-shirt dirty, I've just 
washed it."

Emma checked herself in the mirror; admired her nice 
glow, grabbed some money, and walked in the afternoon 
sun to the bus stop opposite her house.

Surprisingly, the bus was on time, and she bounced on 
and took a seat near the back. It was one of those 
inward facing bench seats that faced the isle with 
another on the other side of the bus facing it. 

There where three middle-aged men sat opposite, but she 
didn't pay them any attention.

***

The three men sat near the back of the bus glanced up 
as the young girl walked down the centre aisle to the 
rear of the bus. They checked her out as she made her 
way to near where they sat.

They all thought she was a bit young, which was a 
shame, probably be a bit of a babe in a year or two. 
Firm looking tits though. Even though the men hadn't 
exchanged a word since Emma got on the bus, each one of 
them had thought exactly the same thing.

The bus pulled away and Emma intended to spend most of 
the journey looking out the window. After a few minutes 
she glanced down and noticed the lace of her left 
trainer was undone. She lifted her foot, retied it and 
carried on watching the world go by with a teenager's 
disinterest.

The three men suddenly started taking an interest in 
the young girl opposite them. They'd clocked her as she 
got on but as she looked a skinny kid of about fourteen 
they hadn't really paid her much attention. But they 
were all staring at her now.

They had watched as she had lifted her left leg so that 
her foot was on the seat and had started to tie her 
lace, but the lace had a knot in it so it took her a 
minute or two.

This was ample time for the men to notice that the 
young girl in the beige denim skirt opposite wasn't 
wearing any knickers. All three of them stared open 
mouthed at the sight of the young teenagers pale brown 
bush, they where so close they could actually see her 
pussy lips, which seemed slightly swollen one of them 
thought. All three of them crossed their legs at the 
same time, two of them licked their lips. The third 
broke out in a sweat and opened his paper on his lap.

***

Gary was the first to speak, he always was the cocky 
one.

"Where you going luv?"

Emma looked up, not sure which one had spoken. "Just in 
to town," she replied.

Between the three of them they managed to keep the 
conversation flowing until they arrived at their 
destination, they had even managed to make the girl 
laugh, which they would have thought impossible with 
today's teenagers.

They exited the bus together and continued chatting as 
they walked across the bus terminal floor. Gary, being 
ballsy, tried his luck.

***

Tom couldn't quite believe it, this girl that they had 
just met on the bus had told them that she was fourteen 
and they had to believe it as they had never seen such 
a firm body. The body which at the minute had Gary's 
fat cock in it.

The girl had this almost bemused smile after Gary had 
asked her if she fancied a quick shag, they had walked 
calmly into the gent's toilets at the bus station with 
two of them either side of Emma and one behind.

At this stage they all noticed that the girl's 
demeanour changed. She looked around as they went in 
and then walked over to a stall, opened the door and 
looked in as though expecting to see something.

All strange behaviour they later agreed but it had been 
worth it. The girl had walked in to the stall and 
seemed to look into the bowl for a second before 
turning around to face us, she then pulled her T-shirt 
off over her head, revealing her small, firm, naked 
breasts and hung it on the hook behind the door.

Emma smiles, "OK then," turns around, hitches the hem 
of her skirt up and bends over the toilet. All three 
men rush forward and then get jammed in the doorway.

As you may already have guessed, Gary (Gaz) was the 
winner and now has the young girl bent over the toilet, 
the slap-slap-slap of his thighs on her bottom echoing 
off the tiled walls.

***

The gent's toilets had a strange effect on Emma as soon 
as she entered. She remembers something about school, 
something in the gent's toilets there, something... She 
shakes her head which feels almost light, dizzy... 
*flashback to laughing boys, boys leaning over the 
stall, more, many more behind her*.

All she knows is that this morning she wanted sex, but 
this is different, now she wants to be fucked, REALLY 
FUCKED! She wants to be filled with cocks, in all her 
holes, pumping-fucking-filling-her full of cum, her 
naked body covered... fucked until... filled... need...

***

She is in a daze now. Emma has been in the gent's 
toilets for most of the day. She's not sure how many 
men and boys have had sex with her, maybe 40 maybe 
more, not enough though.

She's naked, she is still wearing her white socks and 
trainers but her skirt is folded neatly on the top of 
the toilet cistern and her T-shirt is hung behind the 
door. She's been in the same stall all day, whenever 
she hears somebody come in she waits until they have 
used the urinal then opens the door.

None of the men have resisted. How could they when this 
small, pale, naked fourteen-year-old beams a big smile 
at them and asks if they fancy a quick shag?

Even the ones who hesitated, quickly changed their 
minds when Emma turns her perfectly pert ass to them 
and bends over. Glancing over her shoulder and giving 
them her best schoolgirl smile. She is pleased with the 
effect she has on men doing this. She is more pleased 
that none of them refuse.

***

Many more hours have passed since Emma initiated the 
sex in the toilets. Enticing men in the stall; then in 
to her, then filling her. She is no longer in control 
of what is now happening.

She lies on her back on the disgusting floor of the 
gent's toilets. She is naked, as she had been for the 
past three hours. There are lots of men in the toilets 
with her, the air is thick with smell of sweat and 
stale seamen. Emma is catatonic, she is just a piece of 
meat amongst a throng of men. Before, she had 
instigated the sex, but now she is just a pussy and 
they were treating her as nothing more.

The old guy between her legs humped his ass up and 
down, pumping his dick into the cunt of the slut who 
lay under him. He didn't care about her name, he had 
been sleeping in a hostel for the past seven years and 
he hadn't had a woman the entire time. Now he was 
making up for it. He slammed his fat thighs and stomach 
against the slender frame of the stupid cunt under him, 
he wished she didn't look so 'out of it' so that he 
could more savor the look on her face when he came. It 
didn't stop him though, the old guy pumped his vile 
seed in to the semi-conscious girl as he stuck his 
tongue in to her mouth.

There where about twenty men and youths in the toilets 
watching and waiting their turn, some had already 
fucked the stupid cunt but still wanted more. One of 
them was recording the event on a video camera for 
posterity and insisted that the stupid slut, as they 
had started calling her, had been fucked by 62 men. 
They saw no reason to think he was lying.

As the old guy pulled his limp dick out of the girls 
cum filled cunt another elderly fat homeless looking 
guy got down between Emma's legs and pushed his hard, 
bulbous dick in to the slut's now sloppy pussy. He came 
within a few minutes.

Many of the men who had already had the young girl had 
cum quickly. After watching her being fucked bareback 
whilst standing in line they were amazed they hadn't 
cum in their pants before getting to her.

Twelve of the boys had lost their virginity to Emma and 
had thanked her after they had shot their virgin load 
in to her.

After the second old guy had cum, a man of about forty 
entered the toilets and stood in silence for a minute 
whilst his mind understood what was going on. 


For a moment Emma's pussy was empty and he looked down 
at the naked girl on the floor. He was speechless. His 
neighbour Emma, the girl he had fantasised about for 
the past few months was on the floor of the gents 
toilets being gangbanged. Ever since he saw that geeky 
kid with her outside his house, who had lifted her 
skirt so he could see her bottom, he had dreamt his 
would happen. Mr. Green loosens his tie and joins the 
queue.

***

Emma staggered out of the toilets six hours after 
entering. She had found her skirt, now damp and covered 
in cum stains after some of the men had used to wipe 
their dicks clean after fucking her, bundled up in a 
corner.

Her T-shirt, across which someone had written 'cum 
slut' on the back in black marker pen, was draped over 
a sink. Someone had masturbated on it. It had also been 
ripped partway down the front from the neck. 

Emma got dressed in clothes that reeked of stale cum, 
sweat and piss.

Her lower body was caked in drying semen, she 
practically squelched as she walked. Her thighs, which 
glistened under the florescent lights, looked as though 
she had been applying suntan cream but hadn't rubbed it 
in.

She pushed a hand through her hair and couldn't 
understand why it felt damp. She looked at her fingers 
which now felt sticky and held them to her nose, her 
stomach heaved and she vomited onto the tile floor. It 
looked like spilt milk.

It was getting dark and four miles from home but she 
decided to walk home. She attracted a lot of attention. 
She walked with her arms folded across her breasts and 
she staggered as though drunk on unsteady legs, 
frequently stopping.

She was groped and molested five times in the first two 
miles. In the third mile she was gangbanged by three 
black youths. Emma seemed oblivious to it all. As soon 
as the first guy came up behind her, she automatically 
pushed her ass into his groin. He needed no further 
encouragement, he practically picked her up and carried 
her down an alley. He soon had her skirt up and was 
fucking her raw whilst the other two watched.

Emma was like a rag doll impaled on the black guys 
cock. Her arms hung limply around the guy's neck as the 
guy pushed his tongue in her mouth.

All three had Emma against a wall, behind the bins of a 
take-away. They whooped and laughed when they saw what 
written on her cum stained T-shirt. They added 'luvs 
black cock' underneath 'cum slut', then ripped it all 
the way down the front so that everyone could 
appreciate her fine tits. 

After the last one had fucked her, they walked her back 
to the main road and pointed her in the right 
direction, then rolled around laughing as Emma walked 
away, still with the hem of her skirt bunched up around 
her waist, her pale ass, her damp brown and dripping 
pussy clearly framed by her pale legs.

She had walked for two or three minutes before she 
realised, and with shaking hands, pulled the hem down. 
She didn't notice that her breasts were also visible.

***

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
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