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Trouble at a New School
by Realoldbill (no address provided)

***

A lovely adolescent girl does not last long at her new 
school, but it's not her fault. (MMf, ped, reluc, 
orgy)

***

She was waiting at the gate with her leather suitcase 
and her laptop and backpack, looking forlorn as well 
as beautiful in a very short dress. She tossed her 
stuff in the back, sat, wiggled, sighed and buckled 
up. I took a deep breath and she looked at me, cow-
eyed, pouting. I felt my cock surge, normal when 
looking at her. She was wearing a light blue dress 
with a deeply scooped neckline and a very short hem, a 
sleeveless dress I had never seen. There was more of 
her out of it than in it.

"I can't believe it, Naomi. One day! I paid for a 
whole semester. Not even a whole day."

She sniffed and said she was sorry, that it wasn't her 
fault.

"OK, so tell me what happened. I mean the last time 
you were thrown out of a school, it took, what three 
months? And where did that little dress come from? It 
shows everything you know."

She nodded as I moved into traffic. "Yeah, and that 
wasn't fair; he was just a practice teacher, that last 
school, and he didn't even come. Anyhow, you left me 
in the office and he, the headmaster, he sent me to a 
counselor, and he looked at me like he was hungry and 
gave me a schedule and called for a guide, a boy, a 
really cute boy, who toured me through the building 
and took me to my room and, and, well... Dad, he raped 
me, that’s what he did. Honest. That's how it started; 
he boned me."

"He what?" I roared, yanking the wheel and drawing 
some horn blasts.

"He, well Daddy... he kind of tore my clothes off and 
threw me on the bed and jumped on me and stuck his 
stiff thing in me and humped me with his eyes closed." 
She pulled up her floppy neckline and lifted her 
stubborn chin. Her long legs made my cock jump. The 
dress barely reached her muscular thighs.

"Explain, please." I felt my blood flowing, my pulse 
rising.

"Well he was cute and real nice and so, well, I guess 
I rubbed against him some and flirted, you know, as we 
went through the halls, so when we got to my room; it 
was a nice room, Dad, he was, I guess, kind of excited 
like, and he hugged me and kissed me and pawed me and 
unbuttoned my nice shirt, it kind of disappeared, Dad, 
and, well... he nuzzled me, pawed my boobs you know 
and bit my tits some and licked them and fingered my 
pussy while he was pulling off my clothes."

"And what were you doing?"

"I told him to stop, honest I did, but he was so cute 
and it felt so good, what he was doing with his mouth 
and tongue, and that little bra, well, it was old and 
outgrown so when he tore it off, I guess I didn't 
complain much."

"Go on, sweetie." I had learned to be patient with 
her, very patient.

"So, I sort of kissed him back and helped him undress 
and, somehow, we were on the bed and all tangled up 
and, you know, making out, groping and stuff and 
pretty soon we were both naked. He had his socks on. 
And his thing..."

"Naomi!"

"I'm sorry, his penis. I held it, squeezed it, hoping 
to stop him I guess. It was all hard and stiff and 
leaking so I licked it, and he went crazy and then he 
was in me, in me deep, and he was arched up and had a 
funny look on his face, and his hips were moving like 
crazy, pumping and pumping."

"And what were you doing?"

"What you taught me, trying to match his rhythm, but 
it was too fast and too wild and, pretty quick, I felt 
him spurt a couple of times, but I guess he didn't 
because he kept on pounding it into me. So I wrapped 
my legs around him, slowed him down and rocked from 
side to side."

"And you call that rape?"

She nodded. "I didn't want to do it. I told him to 
stop, a couple of times I think."

"Then what?"

"So I guess we were making some noise because these 
other two boys came in and stood there watching us, 
watching him humping in and out of my poor little 
pussy, like doing push-ups in me after he came the 
first time, and they undressed. And their things, I 
mean their penises stood up, one of them pulled Roger, 
that was his name, the cute boy who was doing me, 
Roger, he pulled him off and, he was bigger, this guy; 
I mean taller and his thing, his penis was bigger too, 
like the size of my forearm maybe and dripping too. 
And he stuck it in me and squished out Roger's stuff 
and bit my tits and grunted and heaved and then the 
other guy did the same thing after the big one was 
finished, and well... he pulled it out and squirted a 
gob of his cream on my belly, looking proud of 
himself."

I just shook my head and looked at her as we sat at a 
red light. She was enough to drive a teenaged boy 
crazy, her body was so voluptuous and her hair so 
blonde and her nose so cute and mouth so soft and her 
legs so long and curvy. And her breasts, perfect, made 
for sucking, made for tit-fucking, I longed to dive 
between her high, firm, round breasts with their puffy 
nipples. In fact I had spent a good bit of time there 
over the years, since she was about ten or eleven.

"So then, while this third guy was bouncing me off the 
bed, Roger was standing there with his big thing in 
his hand and telling him to hurry up when this man 
came in and asked what the hell was going on. Roger 
and the other boy fled and the guy fucking me went 
limp, really, absolutely, in one second from rigid to 
soft, and he pulled out, found his clothes and ran 
out. The man looked down at me and smiled and then he 
sat on the bed by my feet and pulled down his zipper. 
He told me to suck him, and I did, down on my knees 
and looking up at him, just like you said, using my 
tongue, and he came in my mouth and kind of moaned or 
cried out or something. It tasted awful, and I could 
feel stuff oozing down the inside of my thighs and out 
of the corners of my mouth. Then he handed me a t-
shirt that one of the boys had left behind and hauled 
me down the corridor while I tried to put it on. I 
didn't know what happened to my clothes. I even lost 
my sneakers."

"Damn," I said. "You sure can get in trouble fast."

"It's not my fault, Daddy. This man, I found out later 
he was the house father or something, like an RA, you 
remember that RA I got fired when I was twelve at that 
boarding school, the one that did me up on the roof 
hanging by my knees, anyhow, this guy, he pulled me 
into this room with soft chairs and couches and a 
bunch of guys reading things and eating stuff and 
chatting and like that, and he said, real loud, 
"Here's a present for you guys, some dessert."

"The teachers' lounge I guess. It must have been lunch 
time."

She nodded. "Boy, they were all over me and they used 
me, two or three at a time, like they were starving or 
something, even upside down, trading me back and forth 
and using every hole I have, and then this bell rang 
and they hurried away and left me on this leather sofa 
with cum all over me and leaking out of me. I was a 
mess, sore too. Maybe a dozen of them, I think. I'd 
never had such a hurry-up gangbang. At least not since 
that birthday party back a couple of years. You 
remember?"

I remembered. "Damn, that was nasty. Didn't anybody 
offer to help you?"

"Uh uh. While I was getting my breath and wiping this 
stuff off with paper towels this little, white haired 
man came in and saw me. He just stood there with his 
head cocked to the side and watched me try to clean 
myself at the sink. Then he stepped up behind me, 
patted my bare butt, kicked my feet apart and rammed 
his, his, his stiff prick up into my, my anus. It 
really hurt. I went up on my toes and yelled, but he 
didn't seem to notice. His thick was real thick. He 
just grabbed my boobs and enjoyed himself and then he 
ejaculated in me, gasping for breath, pulled out and 
washed his fat cock off at the sink and then he washed 
my mound off some with his hands, said, `Thanks' and 
left."

"Poor baby. That's a shame." I am sure I would have 
done the same thing had I been there and found her 
freshly fucked.

"So I found my t-shirt and stumbled out into the hall 
and there was Roger. He said he had been looking for 
me and hauled me down to the shower room, pushed me in 
and turned on the water and stripped off his clothes. 
He and I washed everything, and we did it a couple of 
times, I mean really did it, full bore, finally down 
on the tiles and then he handed me a towel and said he 
forgot to get me a uniform so he took me to the school 
store and the guy handed me a box after looking at me, 
standing there, naked and dripping. 

"Roger took me to his room where two other guys were 
studying or at least reading. They watched me put on 
this little dress, and I found out the girls all wore 
them and the boys wore like military outfits, gray 
shirt and black tie. This dress was sleeveless and cut 
low in the top so you could see my boobs and short in 
the skirt, like it's two feet top to bottom, something 
like that and it's kind of stretchy. My clothes just 
disappeared I guess."

I told her she looked cute and desirable. She sniffed 
and smiled. The dress, I noticed, had several buttons 
at the top but she had not buttoned them up.

"Anyhow, Roger took me to his room and he put me up on 
the upper bunk and then stripped and climbed on me 
and, Daddy, I don't think I ever been humped so hard 
and when he was done and collapsed on me another boy 
pulled him off and said there was a line of guys 
waiting out in the hall. So I kicked him right in the 
balls and ran, because I was sore, I'd had enough. I 
ran all the way down to the headmaster's office with 
these guys chasing after me like an avalanche or 
something and they all piled into the office, or tried 
to and the man roared for them to get out and then he 
said I had to go, that I caused too much trouble and 
then he smiled and said I should come around and stand 
in front of him."

"Another dirty old man. You seem to attract them." We 
were almost home and I was almost fully aroused.

She nodded. "So he made me get down and suck his balls 
and lick his penis and then he ejaculated in my mouth 
with his hands gripping my head and kicked me away and 
said I should leave. Oh, I remember, he said we'd get 
out money back."

I pulled into our driveway and said that was good. 

"Come on, Daddy," she said, smiling. "Come and make me 
feel better."

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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