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Breaking Them In
by Realoldbill (no address provided)
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An in-school pornographer finds a real talent among
the students. (Mf, ped, voy)
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The bi-sexual coach of the junior high cheerleaders
provided most of the talent for both our "Cherry
Picking" and "Tryout" series of short tapes. Someday I
planned to edit together all our tape of first
penetrations and we would have an hour and a half of
screaming, humping and bleeding.
She sent us nubile young girls eager for a screen test
and we did the rest. If they were virgins, as most of
the barely thirteen, if that - they starred in what
the boys called an oil show since it was usually three
on one and used lots of KY. If the pretty little
things had already been popped, then we gave them what
we usually called a thirty-minute test.
"I've got two for you this week, both cherry," Sandra
said when I answered the phone. "Those sixth graders
are getting bigger all the time, good boobs on both
these unused cunts."
"OK," I said, "you want one of each?"
"Sure, send me a nice lean stud and a big-titted
blonde. I haven't had a good threesome in quite a
while."
"You got it, honey, but be nice, no rough stuff."
"You know me," she said. "They'll be there right after
school."
I got the rooms and the cameras set, made sure I had
two teams ready and then we sat back and chatted until
the junior high girls appeared, ready for action,
eager for a screen test, hoping to get a TV contract
after starring on the Internet.
I sent young Julie, an 8th grader who still looked
quite child-like, off to room one with three junior
studs after giving her a shot to calm her down and
loosen her up. She squealed and blinked out a single
tear, but she was ready and quickly signed the
releases. She was a pretty little thing, barely
nubile, but eager to please. On her form she claimed
to be 34-22-34 but I doubted it.
The other girl was the gem, a well-developed charmer
who had probably been winning prizes for her beauty
since she could stand up straight. She came dressed
for the occasion as slut of the week and gave us a
million dollar smile as she bared her rounded buttocks
for the needle, leaning forward to display her
surprising cleavage and plump little peach. My three
seniors were just about drooling when they led her off
to room three, her round jugs bouncing. I swear she
skipped a couple of steps, she was so eager.
By the time I leaned back and clicked on my monitors,
the boys in One has already stripped Julie and had her
up on the table, her feet in the stirrups and her head
hanging back off the padded end. The drugs were
working, but she was still asking questions when Phil
stepped between her lean legs, positioned his slim rod
and deflowered her with a wide smile on his handsome
face and his hands filled with her small breasts. She
screeched and leapt, straining the straps, mouth wide
open. By the time he was finished, she had not come,
but she looked shocked, like a person waiting for the
dentist's drill.
Ralph supplied it by spreading her legs even wider,
cranking her knees back a bit and ramming his thicker
cock up into her. She grunted and wheezed as he
enjoyed her and produced a shuddering vaginal orgasm
after five minutes or so of intensive pile-driving. I
thought she was going to faint, and if she had seen
what Joe had for she might have. Phil then occupied
her mouth.
I turned my attention to the other screen after Ralph
pulled his dripping cock from the bleeding young girl
and found my seniors standing around and being
entertained by young Tiffany's slow-motion strip. She
had shed her shoes and her frilly cropped top and was
fussing with her demi-bra clasp, looking down between
her lush boobs, when Joe snatched her leather skirt
and spun her round, ripping off her thong panties and
tossing her toward Mike who quickly sat on one of the
armless chairs with his rigid cock in his hand.
He pulled the squealing youngster to him by the
buttocks and shredded her hymen before she could catch
her breath, her hands still fussing with her bra
catch, its slim straps hanging off her shoulders. She
howled and tried to escape, leaning back until her
hair brushed the floor. Joe then stepped up, yanked
her upright, turned her head to the side and filled
her mouth with his prong while Sammy made use of the
lovely ass Mike held up for him to enter, his cock
well-greased.
In three seconds the lovely young girl had all three
cherries taken, if they were there to take, and I was
sure it would be fifteen or twenty minutes before the
boys started trading positions, since they seemed to
be getting into a three-part harmony and the writhing
girl was starting to cooperate. Air tight, they called
it. My boys were so well trained and sensitive of how
things looked, that they left the lacy bra draped on
the voluptuous young girl but pawed her boobs
constantly.
I slipped a thickly ridged Trojan on my hard prick and
wandered over the Room One where Julie had her third
young male deep in her cunt and her head leaned back
to give what was probably her first deep blowjob with
a set of balls around her nose. I did not know whether
or not she had climaxed.
"How's it going?" I asked the boys and got three
smiles as they noted I had come ready for action, my
ten-incher sheathed and prepared.
"You want her ass, Coach?" Joe asked, his huge rod
buried in her tiny pussy, moving in and out like a
Dodge hemi on the starting line of a quarter-mile
strip, drawing her lips back with it. "It's still
cherry."
Mike handed me the K-Y and Ralph cranked her buttocks
off the bed, Joe withdrew and the girl sobbed. I
thumbed her asshole and then ripped it open, thrusting
six, then seven, then eight and then all of it. The
girl screeched despite being thoroughly drugged as I
sank my thick rod into her rectum, keeping my face
turned away from the camera.
I shook her young frame when I started fucking her,
but she quickly adjusted and was soon smiling through
her tears and bouncing up and down, her young breasts
shaking back and forth in time with my efforts. After
I eased out of her, the boys got her into position to
treble-team with Ralph on the bottom, Joe in her pussy
and Mike in her mouth. I picked up a close-up camera
and did some work before I left that room where the
girl was being initiated fully and just starting to
enjoy it.
In the other room Tiffany, the young blonde beauty,
was looking a bit harried as she was the meat in a sex
sandwich two of my bigger young men had constructed by
getting her legs above one boy's hips and then having
the other penetrate her ass while mauling her boobs.
Her tiny bra now hung about her slim waist.
"I need a good sucking," I said, and Joe yanked his
prong out of her butt and then pushed her head down so
I could slide my slimy prick into her throat while
Sammy continued to hammer her cunt with the girl
arched between us, her head upside down and hair
hanging toward the floor, eyes wide and flicking from
side to side. I got it pretty far down her throat
before she gagged.
I had to smack her a couple of times to get her to
suck but then she did a decent job while I mauled her
large, round young tits, rubbing her nipples with my
thumbs until they stood up fully hard. At four on the
dot, we finished in both rooms and the boys went home
after showering. I sat in my office with the two
freshly fucked youngsters, waiting to make sure the
drugs wore off, and they could speak coherently and
get home OK.
Tiffany, naked still, stroked her abused vulva with
two fingers in among her yellow curls, her fancy bra
still about her middle, and Julie just leaned back
with her eyes closed. I got some Jolt into both of
them and then helped Tiffany dress, pawing her fine
boobs in the process, her nipples still hard and
extended. Julie already had her clothes on since the
boys had dressed her before they left.
"You all right?" I asked them, when Julie opened her
eyes and shook her head. She nodded and gave me a
small smile. "Did you do my butt?" she asked,
"Yep," I told her. "I enjoyed it too."
"Thanks," she said. "I'll never be afraid of what some
boy can do to me."
"Can I see the tapes?" asked Tiffany, giving me a
practiced smile that likely got her everything she
asked for since she was two. She slid on her skin-
tight white shorts and pulled them up to make sure she
displayed her puffy slit, leaving her top button
undone.
"Sorry," I said, "you're too young."
"When I get to high school?" she asked, wiggling
precociously.
"Yep," I said, "you come see me."
"I'm going to be a cheerleader," she said proudly,
licking her lips and adjusting her tiny bra that
barely covered the underside of her big boobs, giving
them a needless lift. She shrugged up her rounded
straps and then cupped and lifted her jugs.
"What size is that, honey?" I asked her, noticing that
Julie was watching.
"32 C," she said, "but I've about outgrown it." She
hefted both again and smiled at me. Her nipples looked
like cherries and her big boobs barely bounced when
she released them.
"Do either of you need a ride? It's nearly 4:30." Real
jug's on such a young girl, my mind said to me, never
saw that when I was a kid.
"I walk," said Julie.
"That would be nice," Tiffany said. Pulling her flimsy
top over her ringlets and curls and wiggling it down
over her high mams, noticing that I was watching. I
collected the tapes, locked the office, sure I had
pictures and sound that would make me thousands once I
had time edit them.
Tiffany buckled in, drawing the seat belt tightly
between her high nipples, and gave me directions and a
smile. I pulled up in front of her house in ten
minutes. "Want to come in?" she asked, licking her
lips rather salaciously for a 12-year-old, her hand on
my thigh. "Nobody's home."
"How long would we have?" I asked, my hand on her bare
leg.
"About an hour. Mom gets here around six and my
father's not home before seven, when he comes home at
all."
Once inside, she kissed me hard in the kitchen and
ground her fine body against mine while I kneaded her
butt.
"Are you on the pill?" I asked, pulling her top over
her head and tossing it aside.
She shook her head as I turned her around and got her
braced against the counter while she stripped off her
shorts and kicked them away. I pulled her thong aside
and drove my big, rigid cock up into her hot and
dripping young pussy, fucking her bare back. The girl
squealed and came up on her toes. She was wonderfully
tight and quivering steadily, rippling and moving her
hips to and fro and exhaling loudly every time I
thrust it up into her. I rammed deeper and harder into
velvet tightness, holding her lean hips.
She whimpered and her feet came right off the floor
and hooked behind my knees. I reached around and
grabbed her gorgeous breasts after ripping off her
bra, pulled her to me and gave her a full fifteen
minutes of high grade fucking, changing speeds and
angles several times and enjoying both the feel and
the sound of her passion as I banged her mercilessly,
and she slowly sank toward the floor, gasping for
breath, her legs rising behind me until she was nearly
in the wheelbarrow position. I have no idea how many
orgasms she produced, but she ended on the floor on
all fours with my cock ripping her clutching canal all
the way to the cervix and the tiles splotchy with
various fluids.
When I felt my balls churning, I yanked my throbbing
ram out of her sucking hole, flipped her over and
slipped it between her parted lips. Her eyes got very
big when I came and semen dripped out of the corners
of her mouth and down her chin where she caught it
with her fingers and then sucked it off with a smile,
licking her lips.
I glanced at the clock, picked her up, tossed her over
my shoulder, gathered up her clothes and carried her
up the stairs, into the room she pointed out and then
tossed her on the bed and stripped bare while she
wiggled off her soaked thong.
She begged me not to, when she saw the size and
condition of my upright cock and then screamed when I
spread her long legs and raped her on her back, but
eventually she wrapped her legs about me, and we
bounced and bucked for another fifteen minutes before
I had to lay my cock between her breasts and come all
over the chest and neck while she shivered with
pleasure and lust. I left her there moaning, clad in
only her new gym shoes.
I met her mother out in the driveway and we exchanged
pleasantries and names with a handshake. She was a
fine looking woman, expensively and sexily dressed
with a tiny mini skirt and silk blouse. I suggested
that she get her child on the pill and she smiled and
nodded. "Someday," she said, "when you're not busy,
stop by and we'll talk about Tiffany."
"Tomorrow, maybe 11AM," I suggested."
"Sounds good, I'll be waiting."
I watched her ass move toward the house and then went
home and started working on the deflowering tapes. By
midnight, I had two tremendous 15-minute video
segments for our pay Internet operation where we would
get a dollar a minute and the perverts would get their
money's worth. I uploaded them and went to bed.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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