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Molested

By: dididothat



I had only just turned 18 by a couple of weeks and, like most girls my age, I had a crush on one of my teachers. He was our English teacher. I'll call him Mr. Reed. He'd called me into his office one afternoon. He always made me feel funny when he was close, and afterward I used to touch myself thinking about him. I stood in front of his desk in my school uniform, black shoes, white knee length socks, short pleated skirt and white blouse. I had left my long blond hair loose.

"Jenny," he started, looking at me, "it's examination day for you. I have to check your development in certain areas." He put a folder down on his desk with my name on the top of it. "It's a bit personal, but it does have to be done, do you understand?" I nodded, I was always tongue tied when he was around me. "Right, then first the questionnaire." He gestured for me to sit down.

"Jenny, do you ever touch your private parts for pleasure?" I blushed bright red, I couldn't even look at him I was so embarrassed. "It's ok Jenny. It's quite normal for girls your age to do so." I looked at him and nodded. "Sorry Jenny, I need to hear you say it." 

"Yes Sir, I do touch myself," I stammered still bright red with shame and embarrassment.

"Ok that's fine. It's quite normal, nothing to be ashamed of." He smiled at me making me feel all gooey inside. "So how do you do it?" He asked looking up from the questionnaire. "Do you touch your clitoris? Or do you put your fingers inside yourself, or do you use something else? Do you achieve an orgasm?"

"I touch my clitoris and sometimes I put my fingers in my hole." I could feel my face burning red as I answered his question.

"How many fingers do you put in your vagina?"

"Sometimes three, Sir." He nodded as I answered and wrote it down on the form.

"Do you put anything else in your vagina?" I shook my head and he wrote that down too. "Do you orgasm?" 

"Yes Sir, I do."

"Ok that's that. Now the physical examination. Unbutton your blouse, please." I looked at him and I blushed even more. He smiled at me kindly, "It's for your own good Jenny, and the school needs to know you're developing correctly." I obeyed him and started to undo the buttons. He slipped his hand inside my blouse and cupped my left breast, his strong manly hand felt wonderful on my tender virgin flesh. He soon found my nipple with his thumb and forefinger. It was already hard as he pinched it between his fingers. Then his hand was on my right breast and he did the same, my nipples were as hard as when I masturbated. He withdrew his hand and made a couple of short notes on the form. "That's all fine, if you'll just remove your panties and bend over the desk please." I stood up and pulled my panties down I didn't think I could get any redder, but I did, as I bent over the desk. He moved round behind me and I felt him lift my short skirt up, exposing my ass and pussy for his examination. "Just move your feet apart please Jenny and relax." I shuffled my feet apart exposing myself further for him. I felt his hands on my buttocks as he spread them apart. I could feel his breath on my soft blond pubic hair as he squatted down to examine me; his hands remained on my ass. "Jenny I don't want to hurt you so rather than me do it could you reach back and spread your vaginal lips for me please?" I slid my hand down my body and using my first two fingers spread my pussy lips apart for him. "Can you open yourself wider please?" I obeyed, stretching my hot little pussy as wide open as I could. I could feel his breath on my most delicate parts. I was so extremely embarrassed, to be so exposed to him and yet somehow it was making me feel extremely horny. "That's fine, just one more thing. Put your knee on the desk." I did as I was told and placed my knee on his desk, I was desperately hoping he wouldn't notice how horny I was becoming, I could feel my own wetness as I lay there bent across his desk with my ass and pussy wide open for him. "I just have to run this probe over you, but don't worry it won't hurt a bit, I have got it lubricated and it's quite warm." I felt the tip of the probe on my asshole, I twitched but he held me still. "Just relax Jenny, this won't take long." He ran the probe down to my pussy then slid it along my inner lips. "Tell me when it touches your clitoris."

"Yes Sir, that's it." I said when the tip of it touched my clit. I was so aroused a small moan escaped my throat as he slid the tool backwards towards my asshole, I couldn't help myself as I pushed back towards him. He ran the tool several more times from my asshole to my clit and each time I kept pushing back, almost trying to get him to slip the probe inside me. Before I could help myself, I came, hard and fast, right there on his desk as he slid the tool backwards and forwards over my hot wet pussy. Then suddenly he gripped my waist hard and I felt what must have been more warm lube all over my ass and pussy. 

"Jenny, I'm sorry I spilled some lube." With a cloth he stared wiping the lube off my pussy and ass, there seemed to be a heck of a lot of it. He stood back when he was finished and I put my panties back on and buttoned my blouse.

"Jenny, did you have an orgasm during that?" I nearly died when he said that! I didn't think he'd noticed. 

"Yes Sir, sorry Sir," I stammered looking at the floor.

"It's ok Jenny, it's normal for that to happen the first time. Nevertheless, we need to do something about it. You'll have to come back for some desensitisation training." He explained. "Other wise you'll be having orgasms all the time and that won't do, will it?" I shook my head; I did not want to be having uncontrolled orgasms everywhere. I collected the rest of my things as he made his final notes. "Ok, Jenny, I'll see you next week, and one final thing, you'll need to shave your vagina for the training. Clean and smooth for next time, please."

It took me about nine months for me to realise what he was doing and by that time he'd thoroughly deflowered me having fucked me in the pussy and in the ass. After that, I kept going back until I left school. 

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Molested Ch. 02



Thank you for all the nice comments. Some people took offence at some things, I'm sad about that. But, it was all in fun and entertainment and that is what were here for. For the rest of you who liked my story, I promised to write more so here it is. As always all participants are over 18. 

*

The evening before my next appointment, I'd just finished all my schoolwork and chores so it was time for a shower. 

Hot water always feels so good on my body, I love it. My skin feels so soft and velvety as I gently wash myself, the foam sliding down my body as I wash the dust of the day off myself. I shaved my armpits as usual and then remembered I had to shave my vagina as Mr. Reed had put it. I reached again for the shaving soap and slowly rubbed the thick lather into my blond pubes. It felt funny touching myself there, knowing soon I'd be like those porno girls on the internet. 

I was careful with the razor making sure not to nick myself with the sharp steel blades as they defoliated my most sensitive area. It only took a few minutes to remove the fine growth and I rinsed myself off. Standing in the shower, I pushed my fingers through my long blond hair untangling it before wiping the water off my body. My hands were gliding over my pert breasts, smoothing the water away, my hands continued down over my stomach and hesitated when they found my freshly shaven skin. I touched myself for the first time, gently drawing my forefinger along my slit. My left hand explored the rest of my mound. My curiosity grew as I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel round myself. 

I wanted to see what I looked like now. I sat on the edge of the bed and let the towel fall away from my body. Sitting there staring back was the girl I had always known. She didn't look any different from before. I slowly spread my legs; the girl in the mirror hadn't done that before. I could see my naked pussy for the first time, I though the girl in the mirror looked quite hot. I put my foot on the bed, I almost gasped as I looked in the mirror, the girl there looked just like some of those porno girls, and I smiled at her. I watched as her hand slid over her thigh and tracked up her inner thigh and stroked slowly up her slit, delicately she spread her lips for me. I could feel how wet I was as I displayed myself in the mirror. I wondered what would Mr. Reed think if he saw me like this? Would he like it? Would he like me? I quickly dismissed the thought from my mind. Mr. Reed was my teacher, and I was just another student. What he had done, he had to do, it was part of his job. I sat there, still damp from the shower, and wet from the lewd way I was sitting. Mr. Reed was back in my mind again. Letting my fingers run up my body and touch my sensitive nipples, they were hard, hard like when Mr. Reed touched me there. Damn, he was back again. 

I suddenly had a wicked idea. I jumped up on the bed and turned away form the mirror, I spread my legs and bent over. I looked over my shoulder at the girl in the mirror. Jeez, she looked hot like that on her knees, legs spread, inviting, and wanton. I watched as my hand appeared between my legs and stretched my pussy open like I had been told to by Mr. Reed. Oh boy was I wet, I could feel my juices slick on my fingers. Mr. Reed had made me very wet, but now I was even wetter. I slid a finger between my soft pink inner lips, I gasped as I felt exactly how excited I was. What would Mr. Reed think if he saw me like this, would he like it? My fantasy Mr. Reed did. I ran my finger up and down my slit, surprising myself, as it got wetter and wetter. I imagined him saying, "Good girl Jenny, keep doing that." I added a second finger rubbing along my slit, letting the nub of my clit rub along the grove between them. "You can cum if you like," I pretended he would say. Suddenly the tight feeling that had been building in my stomach burst over me and I came hard on my fingers. I looked over my shoulder at the girl in the mirror; she was looking flushed and expectant. I could see my soft inner lips glistening with more juices. I wondered how my treatment would go....

Back Mr. Reeds' office again, I was feeling so nervous, as he read through the folder with my name on it. He looked up at me and smiled, it made me blush. 

"Jenny this is the first of your treatments. Today we'll just establish some base line levels and then we'll work out how you need to progress through the regime." He pronounced regime in that odd way that English people do. "Do you have any questions?" I shook my head. "Don't worry, this is all confidential and won't show on any of your records." I smiled nervously at him. 

He stood and came round the desk to my side and sat down on the edge of the desk. "Relax Jenny, this is all perfectly ok, just take a deep breath and relax."

I took the breath as instructed and I swear, I caught him looking at my chest as I did.

"Do you have any questions? It's ok. You can say anything you like here."

"Will you examine my breasts again, Sir?" I blurted, my face burning red.

"Is there anything you are concerned about in that area?" 

I was so tongue-tied I could only shake my head. 

"Ok, if you have any questions, you can say what you want here. Well, shall we begin your treatment then?"

I nodded and started to pull my white cotton panties down. I noticed a wet spot as I stepped out of them. I hoped Mr. Reed wouldn't notice. I placed one knee on his desk as he instructed me to. I bent forward as I had previously for him.

"For the treatment you will need to put your other knee on the desk." I gripped the edge of his desk and lifted the other knee onto the desk.

"Is that as wide as you can spread?"

"Yes, Sir," I whispered. I felt his hands run up my thighs and lift the hem of my uniform skirt. I felt so vulnerable as he examined my freshly shaved pussy. I was desperately hoping he wouldn't notice how aroused I was. He used his thumbs to gently spread my outer lips leaving my pussy deliciously exposed for his examination. After a few moments, he moved his thumbs and spread my inner lips. I could feel my hot little hole open up for him. I was so exposed, no secrets from this handsome man who examined me in great detail. Should I really be feeling so dammed horny?

"Hold still." He instructed and I felt a different probe touch my wet open hole, this probe was soft and wet, I gasped aloud, at this new delightful new invader. It touched me for just a moment and then he withdrew it.

"Perfect," He announced as I felt him stand.

"Jenny when was the last time you masturbated?"

I was so glad he couldn't see my face, bright red with shame, I didn't know it showed!

"Last night, Sir, I'm sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry about Jenny, it's perfectly natural." 

His hands felt so good on my waist. I wish he would just hold me like that forever. 

"Look round at me."

I peeped over my shoulder looking at him through my long blond hair. I was instantly reminded of how I looked in the mirror. I couldn't help but remember how I though I looked so sexy. Now I felt just so incredibly horny to have this strong man hold me so firmly, so gently as I lay spread, ready and expectant before him.

"Now you remember how last time I ran the probe over you?"

"Yes Sir."

"It's basically the same procedure but this time, and this is important, just relax and don't fight any feelings at all if you need to orgasm then that's fine, do you understand."

I nodded as I lay there spread wide open for him, my arousal must have been so obvious to him. 

"Ok, just relax and let everything happen."

I turned away from him and I felt the tip of the probe once again touch my asshole, I twitched as he slowly slid it down and rubbed it along my soft inner lips. I concentrated on the feeling of the slippery probe as it ran along my slit until it bumped across my hot little clit. Then he drew the probe back along my slit and stopped at the very entrance to my wet, wet little pussy. He circled my hole with the probe, it felt so good nudging my virgin entrance, I could already feel my orgasm approaching. Very slowly, he pushed just the tip of the probe into me, just the very tip making me gasp out loud, and then he withdrew it and resumed running it up and down my slit. Every third or fourth time he would push just the tip into me. Each time I'd yelp as he did so. I was so sopping wet, I could feel my own juices slicking my whole mound. My breathing grew faster as my orgasm approached. I could not believe how aroused I was.

"You can cum if you like."

Oh fuck, that just sent me over the edge. I gripped the edge of his desk fiercely as my fantasy came rushing back to me. I remember moaning low and deep in my throat as the most intense orgasm I'd ever had washed over me. I lay there panting for breath waiting to be told what to do.

"Excellent, well done, I'm afraid you caught me off guard again and I've spilled more lube on you again."

I could feel the lube all over my wet little pussy, once again, he'd spilled a lot of it I could feel some of it drip off me, he held me still and gently wiped me clean. I stood up on very shaky legs as I tried to regain my composure. Mr. Reed made some notes as I straightened myself up.

"Just a couple of questions Jenny, to finish off. First did you enjoy that?"

"Yes Sir," I confessed.

"Did it hurt in any way?"

"No Sir."

"Good that's all fine. Now you did extremely well. I'll check and see how you need to proceed, but for now absolutely no masturbating of any kind you simply must not cum till next time you are here, do you understand?"

"Yes Sir."

He stooped and picked up my panties from the floor, he examined them for a moment before handing them back to me. I blushed hoping he wouldn't ask about the wet patch in them.

"Jenny, were you looking forward to this session?"

"Yes Sir," I admitted in a very small voice.

Mr. Reed didn't say anything as I put my panties back on, he just smiled as he showed me to the door.

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Molested Ch. 03



Thank you for all the nice comments, you'll never know how much they mean to me. So here is the next part of the story As always Jenny is over 18. 

*

I'd had four treatments; they were exactly like the first one I told you about. Me, spread out on his desk, my legs as wide apart as I could and always before he started the treatment, he would check my pussy, pulling me open with his thumbs and touching briefly me with the soft wet probe. 

The last time, he'd worked that lovely probe all over my tight virgin pussy till I came and he spilled that thick creamy lube all over my soaking wet hole. He only ever put the tip of the probe in me, but I was always hungry for more. 

Little did I know what I was in for this time.

By now I'd gotten used to the routine, I'd go to Mr. Reed's office and he'd read thought the notes he'd made of our last meeting, while I stood there trying not to stare at him and trying to work out if the damp patch spreading in my panties was normal.

Mr. Reed looked up at me and smiled, I went all gooey inside and I hitched my thumbs into my panties to pull them down for the treatment. Mr Reed stopped me. He stood up and came round to my side of the desk.

"Jenny, I am slightly concerned about the course of your treatment, don't look so worried young lady. It's nothing, but I would prefer to see better progress."

I dropped my eyes to the ground, how could I tell him he was the problem? I couldn't control myself when he was near. I was crazy with lust for him, I thought about the treatments all the time, and being banned from touching myself was having the opposite effect. I was thinking about sex all the time! Instead, I settled for "I'm sorry, Sir."

Mr. Reed lifted my chin and smiled that gorgeous smile that made me want to kiss him, just inches from his beautiful face, it was all I could do to keep my arms behind my back.

"No apologies Jenny, It's probably my fault for expecting too much."

He manoeuvred me around and leaned me against the edge of his desk; he stood close by my side. The smell of his cologne was wonderful, all woodsy and spicy. 

"I think the problem may be your underwear."

I looked at him bewildered.

"Lift your skirt." 

I did as I was bidden. I could feel the heat in my face as the damp patch in them was reviled to his gaze. His strong hand slid across the taught cotton fabric checking the elastic at the waist and each leg in turn, always his hand was touching me sliding over my pussy, stimulating me where I had not dared touch myself for a complete month, and it was exquisite torture. 

He started rubbing my slit through my panties. Instantly they were completely soaked as he stimulated me. He slipped his hand inside my panties and cupped me so perfectly with his big strong hands, I gasped aloud and instinctively clung with one hand to his arm. The muscles in his arm moved wonderfully as his hand explored inside my panties, his forefinger delicately stroking up and down my slit as my wetness increased. 

I knew I was going to cum hard very soon indeed. I turned and buried my face in his chest knowing I was on the very precipice of my orgasm. My legs started to buckle under me, as his fingers stroked me expertly. Suddenly he withdrew his hand and stepped in front of me. I gasped for breath as I lurched back from the edge.

"Yes Jenny, I think your panties are a problem."

I must have looked stunned; I could hardly focus or breathe properly as I was left yearning for the final push, which would send me to heaven.

He stepped closer again and his hands slid up my milky soft thighs until they found the waistband of my panties. He crouched down and slowly slid them down my legs, his beautiful face inches from my wet hungry pussy. I stepped out of them one leg at a time as he crouched in front of me. He examined them closely as I stood there feeling even more vulnerable that normal. 

"What should I do, Sir?" I asked, finally I regained enough composure to talk.

"I think, for now, it's best if you go without panties."

I simply gawped at him, how the heck could I go round school without panties? Mr. Reed smoothed my skirt down, his hand brushing over my sex as he did so. I guess he could see what was going on in my mind. 

"See no one can see you've got no panties on, sit down." I sat on the chair could feel the fabric of the chair on the back of my thighs and my now bare buttocks. I'd have to remember to keep my thighs together.

"There, no one can see a thing. You just have to be a bit mindful and I am sure you will get used to it shortly."

"Yes Sir." I replied, it seems like there was no choice in the matter. The only problem was crushing my thighs together was causing my juices to leak out of me slightly I hoped I could stand up soon. I didn't want to leave a mark on the chair. 

"Ok Jenny, well that's that taken care of, I think we should get on with the treatment don't you."

"Oh yes Sir." I jumped up immediately and got on his desk, spreading myself as wide as I could. At least with no panties he'd not be able to see how aroused I was before we began the treatment. 

"Good girl Jenny." He said as he took up position behind me and spread my pussy with his thumbs for the usual examination. 

"Very nice indeed." He commented as he pulled my little hole wide open.

"Humm, Jenny, how aroused are you at the moment?" Oh shit another question, how did he always know how horny I was?

"Umm, when you were checking my panties Sir, I thought I might cum then. Sorry Sir."

"It's Ok Jenny, not to worry. It may just throw the readings off a bit if I stimulate you as you are now. I think maybe we should have you orgasm now then we should do the treatment. Would that be ok?"

"Yes Sir, if you think it's best."

"I do, so if you would be so good and stimulate yourself before we begin that would be best."

"Ok, if that's what you want, Sir." I said unable to keep the disappointment out of my voice. As I reached back and touched myself for the first time since I had shaved my pussy for the initial treatment.

"What's the problem Jenny?"

I looked round at him over my shoulder as he stood behind me, his strong steady hands on my hips. My skirt was up around my waist.

"I thought you might do it Sir," I admitted 

"Would you prefer that?" 

"Yes Sir." I agreed, perhaps a little too eagerly. He smiled at me. 

"Maybe you could use the first probe so it doesn't mess the reading?" I suggested without thinking.

"Do you like the first probe I use on you Jenny?"

"Oh yes Sir." I said, and then finally realizing what I was saying blushing deep red.

"Well I shouldn't really, but I guess it won't mess things up too badly. Ok just relax then and cum as soon as you are ready."

With that, I faced away from him and again, I felt his thumbs spread me apart, anticipation was growing inside of me, and how it was going to be as he used the soft wet probe on my pussy for the first time. 

I felt the tip of the probe on my hole, slowly he circled my hole, it was astonishing as the probe delicately explored me down there, not like the other probe, which was much harder, but in a good way. Then he traced up to my clit and the probe flicked over my clit delicately then he tracked back to my pussy, his probe swirling round my hole and finally it stabbed in short sharp strokes right inside of me, I couldn't hold back a second longer as I came there on his desk. 

I lay there spread before him, panting as I fought for breath. 

"How was that?"

"Wonderful Sir. Thank you." I answered in a dream like state, sighing heavily. 

*

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Molested Ch. 04



Thank you for all the nice comments, it is always so appreciated. 

*

I lay there; face down on his desk, my legs spread wide as my orgasm faded. It had been so wonderful having him use the soft wet probe this time to bring me to completion. I always felt relaxed after he'd made me cum, but this new way was wonderful. 

He removed his thumbs and stood up behind me. I had never felt so turned on in all my life. I knew there was more to come, and I couldn't wait. I looked over my shoulder at Mr. Reed, my handsome English teacher, he was always so composed and reserved, just like an Englishman should be, his accent did funny things to a lot of the girls. 

People made jokes about having an "English" English teacher but it was cool, he'd actually been to the places Shakespeare wrote about. It blew my mind, I didn't know how or why he was here, I just knew he made me crazy. 

His smile made me feel all gooey inside. I think I was a little bit in love with him, and I knew, a lot in lust. He put his strong hands on my hips.

"Shall we start the treatment?"

I nodded eagerly, I was feeling even more excited than I had before.

"Ok then, just relax and allow things to happen naturally."

I turned away from him and bit my lip as the hard hot probe touched my asshole before sliding down my slit to bump into my throbbing clit. 

Back and forth, the probe ran across my moist, sensitive flesh. My breathing became hoarse as the delightful sensations pulsed through me, his skilful use of the probe teased me closer and closer to my orgasm until, before I could do anything to stop myself, that most exquisite sensation took over my whole being and I shuddered to a crushing orgasm.

I lay there on the desk as I slowly regained my composure, aware that the probe was poised at the entrance to my pussy. Mr. Reed's hands were firm and strong on my waist. 

"Well done Jenny, you're doing very well. I think we need to move the treatment on to the next stage. Do you think you're ready for that?"

"I, I don't know, Sir, what is the next stage?" I stammered, looking timidly over my shoulder at him.

He smiled that kind reassuring smile of his. I was intensely aware of the probe was gently rubbing all over my soaking wet pussy.

"Jenny, you look so scared, don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of. It's simple, I'll hold the probe steady and you push back onto the probe, until you have it all inside of you."

"If you think I'm ready, Sir."

Mr. Reed frowned, "Jenny this is about you, are you ready?"

"I'll think so, Sir."

He smiled at that. "Good girl Jenny. Ok, just relax and we'll begin." I felt him put the tip of the probe on my entrance. 

"Ok Jenny, now it may be a bit uncomfortable but just relax and go slowly." 

I pushed back and felt the tip of the probe, hard and hot, slip between my delicate inner lips, I had wanted this for so long, now it was here I was terrified. 

"That's good, well done, would you like some more?" 

I pushed back a bit more and more of it entered my virgin hole. I heard Mr. Reed breathe in sharply. "How does that feel Jenny?"

"It's ok, it feels weird."

"It will at first, but soon it will get better. I'll show you, just relax." 

Mr. Reed gripped my hips firmly. He started to slowly tilt my pelvis back and forward and slowly more of the probe slipped inside me, I could feel the wetness around the probe.

"Ok Jenny, now you do it." 

I responded tentatively at first slowly tilting my pelvis forward then back, each time a little more of the probe went inside me. I looked round at Mr. Reed; he was concentrating fiercely as I knelt there on the desk spread legged before him, my wet pussy slowly inching down the probe.

Steadily, I could take more and more inside me. The same feelings I got when he ran the probe over me had started to build; the delicate butterflies and the tight feelings between my legs became more urgent.

Animal instinct took over and I started to push back harder, demanding more of the probe inside me, the probe seemed to go on forever, till I felt the back of Mr. Reed's hand, which he was holding the probe steady with, touch my slick mound and buttocks. My breathing was rapid and deep. I looked over my shoulder at Mr. Reed.

"Is it all inside me?" I asked nervously.

"That's all of it. How does it feel?"

"Amazing, I feel, full. It's nice. Sir."

"Good, that's how it should feel."

"What should I do now Sir?"

"Do that rocking thing with your pelvis." 

"Like this?" I asked rocking my pelvis. Mr. Reed closed his eyes tight as I did that. I stopped immediately, "I'm sorry Sir, was that wrong?"

"No, no Jenny, Just about perfect. Now relax and let me show you some other movements which you might like." 

His strong hands were on my hips again, this time he moved me in a circular motion which had the tip of the probe rubbing all over the inside of my tight wet pussy as he showed me how to move. 

The feeling that I knew would soon have me gasping another astonishing orgasm started to build deep within me as the probe slid over my tight channel. 

"How does this make you feel?"

"Horny, Sir." I said blushing, but not caring either. 

Slowly he pulled me off the probe, sliding it out of me, I gasped as I felt my pussy close. I wanted him to put it back, surely, this wasn't the end, and I needed to cum!

"Please don't take it out, Sir!" I gasped out.

"I have no intention of taking it out." Slowly he pulled back on my hips sliding the probe back inside me, back where I needed it and it fit perfectly. Again he started to push me off the probe, this time I was more ready and pushed back when he started pushing it back in.

"Now that I've shown you some of the movements, you do it and just relax and do what feels right."

I started by pushing back as far as I could, I could feel Mr Reed's hand touching my mound and I liked it, slowly I pulled myself of the probe and pushed back, rocking my pelvis as I did so, this was wonderful. 

I got the entire probe inside me easily now. I started to grind my ass back on his hand; I wanted the probe deep in me. I pushed back hard and ground on Mr. Reed's hand, the tight feeling started to build inside me. My breathing became ragged, as my orgasm grew closer. Harder and harder, I ground back on the probe and the hand between my legs, and without any conscious effort, my hand slid down my body and instinctively touched my clit, sending me crashing over the edge. 

I collapsed completely onto the desk. I felt Mr. Reed pull the probe out of my wet pussy and I smiled as he spilled the lube again. It felt like several jets of it squirted all over my, no longer virgin pussy. I decided I liked the feeling. I lay there feeling extremely relaxed, as Mr. Reed wiped the lube off me. I managed after a few minutes, to stand up off the desk. I turned to face Mr. Reed.

"Thank you Sir, that was amazing."

Mr. Reed smiled at me, he seemed flushed. I guess he had to concentrate to do the treatment.

"You are more that welcome young lady. Now we need to get you to your next class." 

Mr. Reed smoothed my skirt back into place. He touched me between the legs several times. I didn't mind as, I wanted him to touch me there. I stood at the door, keenly aware that I was about to walk out into the hall with no panties on. I felt so naughty and somehow content. This treatment was simply incredible; I couldn't wait until the next time.

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Molested Ch. 05



Thank you for all the nice comments, it is always so appreciated. 

*

The week following my last treatment was hell; somehow knowing I had no panties on was making me even hornier, it was all I could think about, the thrill that I could be discovered was intense.

I did sort of forget from time to time, but then I'd have to sit down in class and the cold kiss of the plastic on my bare ass sent shivers through me, and I'd quickly remember. 

Sitting in Mr. Reed's class always made me feel even more horny than usual. Several times, when he wasn't looking I'd open my legs, knowing I was exposing myself to him, a dirty little secret all of my own. 

I was still not allowed to touch myself. I thought he'd be able to see and if there was one thing I wanted, it was to be back on his desk getting my treatment again, so no matter how bad I wanted to do it, I didn't dare touch myself. 

I was obsessed with Mr. Reed, I doodled our names intertwined, I didn't know what his first name was, and I practiced my new signature Mrs. Jenny Reed. I wondered what England was like, would he take me there as his bride? Was he an Earl or something? Mainly I was thinking about my treatment and counting down the days until the next one.

For reasons I didn't really understand, I wanted to have him touch my breasts. I guess it was the fact that everyone seemed to be talking about them, who's were the biggest, who needed a boob job and all that kind of junk. Apart from my first examination, Mr. Reed hadn't touched me there at all. I wondered if there was something wrong with mine. Lying there in bed the night before, I decided I wanted to know. After all this was my treatment, I had a right to know.

The few hours leading up to the treatment were agony. I sat through dull subject after dull subject and all the time, all I could think about was the fact I had no panties on and soon I'd get my relief.

Standing in front of Mr. Reed again, I had my hands behind my back as we had to when talking to teachers. I was wearing my school uniform of black shoes and white knee length socks, short pleated skirt, and crisp white blouse. It was under a little strain as I had deliberately worn one a size too small for my growing breasts. I had my blond hair pulled up in a long ponytail today. I waited obediently for him to finish reading the notes.

"So, how have you found it without your panties?" He asked me.

"Fine, Sir."

"Just 'fine' as in, no increased arousal for instance? Be honest it's important."

"It has made me quite wet, Sir." I whispered.

"Good." He said, a slight smile on his lips, "Now, have you touched yourself at all?"

"Oh no Sir, I've been good, I promise."

"Excellent, shall we start your treatment?"

"Err, Yes Sir," I said hesitantly.

"Is there a problem?"

"Sir, is there anything wrong with my breasts?"

"I don't think so Jenny. Is there anything you are concerned about?"

"I'm not sure, could you check me?"

Mr. Reed looked slightly stunned but said, "If you want, take off your blouse and bra then."

OMG, I'd done it, I felt amazed and terrified at the same time, would he like them, would he find anything wrong with them? With trembling fingers, I undid the buttons on my blouse and fumbled off my bra, suddenly self-conscious, I covered my chest as I faced him semi-naked for the first time. Mr. Reed smiled that gorgeous smile at me and I went all gooey again. I relaxed and stood in front of him and put my hands behind my back like a good girl and pushed my chest out ever so slightly. Mr. Reed came round to my side of the desk, leaned back on the edge, and surveyed me. He stood up and put his hands on my shoulders.

"Are you ok, you look like you're going to faint?"

I shook my head vigorously in denial, suddenly aware that the action was making my boobs jiggle right in front of him, blushing I stared at the floor.

"We may as well get this skirt off you too."

Without waiting for a reply, he tugged the skirt down past my hips and let it fall on the floor, taking one hand he helped me step out of it. He must have seen how hard my nipples were. To him, it must have been so obvious what I wanted. I was putty in his hands. He sat me on the edge of the desk facing him.

"You want me to check your breasts."

"Yes please, Sir." I replied, pushing my breasts up at him. His strong hand cupped me perfectly, my whole breast filling his hand. To me it looked wonderful, he lifted my breasts and slowly ran his finger round my nipple gently rubbing it and teasing me. Then he moved over to the other breast and again cupped me and ran his finger around my nipple making the sensitive flesh even more taught.

"They seem to be perfect to me."

I blushed a little, but I was enjoying myself too much to stop, I didn't want him to ever take his hands off me.

"Do you think they are even, Sir?"

Mr. Reed stood round in front of me and I opened my legs so he would have to stand between them, I leaned back ever so slightly and he stepped forward between my open legs and cupped both my breasts in his hands. I gasped and gazed into his wonderful pale blue eyes, a long moment passed between us, neither of us moving or saying a thing.

"Jenny your breasts are fine. In that area, you have nothing to worry about. Shall we start your treatment?"

"Oh yes, Sir." I spun around and slipped as I did so, deliberately? Maybe. Mr. Reed caught me in his strong arms, one hand on my waist and the other just below my breast. I looked over my shoulder at him; he was so kind to me.

"Thank you Sir."

I lifted one knee up on the desk as he held me.

"A little help, please Sir?"

"But of course," He replied, sliding his strong manly hand down under my thigh to help lift me onto the desk, the anticipation was already building inside me as his hands touched me exactly where I wanted to be touched.

"Shall I bend over now, Sir?"

"That would be great."

I slowly lowered my torso forward letting his hand slide off my side till I was face down on the desk, naked, except for my shoes and socks. Mr. Reed squatted down behind me and as normal, I felt his thumbs pull my lips apart and the soft wet probe was pushed into my hole. I gasped but he didn't take it out, instead he pulled me wider apart and swirled the probe around making me gasp even more. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as that lovely probe worked its wicked magic.

I gripped the edge of the desk harder as he worked the probe on my soft wet lips, gliding up to flick deliciously across my swollen clit then back down to plunge deeply into my soaking wet pussy. I felt wonderful as he explored my most secret place, he didn't stop for one second. I could feel the tightness in my stomach, my muscles clenched involuntarily as my body began to tremble as the waves of pleasure flowed through me.

I lay there afterwards, feeling all warm and fuzzy despite my nakedness. Mr. Reed stood behind me with his powerful hands resting on my slender waist. I arched my back up stretching the tension out of my body. I held myself there and looked over my shoulder at him, he seemed so commanding, and it made me feel all weak and helpless. I felt more like a woman that I had ever felt in my life. I loved him like only a first time love can.

"Shall we start the treatment Sir?" I asked slowly pulling myself up slightly and pushing my ass back at him.

"Certainly," He replied and I obediently lay back down on the desk, he stroked me right down my spine making me tingle all over. 

The tip of the hard probe against my asshole and then he slid it down till it bumped over my hot little clit.

"Are you going to put it in me Sir?" I asked timidly. Without saying a word, Mr. Reed started nudging the tip of it into my tight wet hole. I was already so wet, it slipped in easily, I sighed deeply as the whole of the probe slipped in, till I felt his hand bump my mound, then I knew it was all in me.

I started to grind back on his hand moving the probe around inside me. I started to clench my pussy muscles as Mr. Reed started to pump the probe in and out of me, it felt so much better this time. I new it wouldn't be long before he took me to heaven. 

He picked up the rhythm and I started to moan, my head twisting form side to side as the strokes of the delightful probe worked me into a frenzy of lust. I began to tremble as the world dropped away from me and I went crashing over the edge. The soft probe was good, but the hard probe there, deep in my pussy was intense. 

I lost track of everything as I gasped through the most delicious orgasm I had ever experienced. I lay there feeling utterly exhausted, so satisfied. I could also feel the lube all over my pussy and ass, I smiled, poor Mr. Reed so clumsy, but it must be hard work for him with me moving all over the place, while he has to concentrate.

I idly wondered if he held my pussy open with his thumbs how did he hold the soft wet probe? I let Mr Reed wipe the lube off me smiling all the while.

"There, how was that Jenny?"

"Amazing Sir."

He smiled and helped me stand, his firm sure hands gliding over my body. He picked up my blouse and helped me slip it on. I watched his hand close the buttons. Only when he got to my breasts did I realize I was bra-less. 

"My bra Sir?"

"Oops, sorry I forgot, we're a bit pushed for time, don't worry about it." 

I nodded and he finished buttoning up my blouse. He helped me into my skirt and smoothed everything down his hands sliding over my nipples as he smoothed my blouse and he touched my sex blatantly as he smoothed my skirt down. He stood facing me and surveyed me before smiling his approval.

"Now remember young lady, you are still forbidden from touching yourself down there." He said looking quite fierce as he pushed his forefinger between my legs to touch my clit; I bit my lip as my sensitive clit was stimulated again. "Or there," He said, sliding his finger down and pushing into my still wet pussy.

"Yes Sir."

I collected my bag and let myself out of his office and stood in the deserted hall extremely aware that I was now without bra or panties and I still had hours of school to go. I walked away noticing how my breast moved freely, today was going to be a long day and it was going to murder not touching myself till next week...

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Molested Ch. 06



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*

I'd had several more treatments and each time was better than the last, I couldn't wait for each appointment. I was still banned from touching myself or wearing panties and this had the effect of making me keenly aware of my semi-nakedness.

It was also driving me a bit crazy, by denying me any release, except of course when I was on Mr. Reed's desk. I guess now, that was the point of making me do these things.

As always, I almost skipped to Mr. Reed's office. I was virtually delirious as I anticipated the sweet release he'd give me. I hoped I was proceeding correctly with the treatment regime. I knocked on the office door and Mr. Reed called me in. Like a good girl, I stood in front of his desk with my hands behind my back while he checked the notes. 

I studied his face while he read the notes. He was so handsome. I thought about him a lot, I wondered if he liked me as much as I liked him. I could feel the tingling between my legs. I knew what was coming next and I couldn't wait. My nipples were hard already, and had been for most of the day.

"So Jenny, are you ready for your treatment?" He asked putting the folder down on the desk.

"Yes Sir," I replied enthusiastically. I'm sure he knew by now that he had me in the palm of his hand and he could do what he liked with me. I started towards the desk and hesitated.

"Problem?"

"Umm, I was wondering Sir, you know when we did the treatment and I took my uniform off?"

"Yes."

"Would it be ok if we did it like that again please, Sir?"

"Of course it would, put your clothes on the chair there."

He gestured to one of the chairs on the other side of his office. I stepped out of my skirt and pulled off my blouse. I left my shoes and socks on. I struggled with my bra for a few moments. I looked over my shoulder at Mr. Reed who was watching me intently.

"Umm, could you help me Sir, it seems to be stuck."

Mr. Reed came up behind me and I could smell the lovely woodsy spicy cologne. His fingers went to the clasp on my bra he tugged at the stiff clasp for a moment then with a pop the whole of my bra disintegrated and I was left holding just the rags of it.

Any one would have though some one had deliberately weakened the material and crushed the hook closed with some pliers her dad had left lying around the house. I turned round to face him with the remnants of my bra in my hands. "Whoops, I'm sorry Jenny, it just fell apart."

"It's ok Sir, it was a bit old, does it matter if I don't have a bra on for your class?" I asked coyly. Mr. Reed may not have been in love with me, but I was with him and I wanted him to like me so much.

"I think we can manage."

"Thank you Sir." 

"Now before we begin, I think you're ready for the next phase of the treatment." 

He guided me over to the desk and rested me back on the edge. He pulled out a slim purple object probably about five inches long and one and a half in diameter; it was pointed at one end. 

"Do you know what this is?" He asked. I shook my head.

"It's a dilator, it is one of the tools, like the probes I use on you, that we can use to help desensitise you. Do you understand?"

"What do I do with it?" I asked transfixed by this strange object.

"Let me show you." 

He moved one of the chairs close to the desk and lifted my foot onto the chair so I was semi standing, but still leaning on the desk. He placed the dilator on my pussy and started to rub it up and down my slit; because I had my leg up it slipped easily between my lips and started to rub against my soft inner lips and hot clit. 

It felt so good, not like either of the other probes Mr. Reed used, but it still felt great stimulating me. My breathing started to get heaver as he worked the dilator along my slit, I could tell how wet I was becoming. Then he moved the tip of the dilator to my hole and slowly started to work it into me, I moaned low in my throat as he slid it up me until his hand touched my mound. 

He started to pump the dilator in and out slowly, all the time building the rhythm as I started to moan and push down on his hand, hungry for more. Before I knew what was happening I was coming. Mr. Reed just held it there and let me squirm all over his hand. He pulled it out slowly making me gasp as he did.

"You're very wet Jenny, did you enjoy that?"

"Oh yes Sir," I said all flushed.

"Good that is all perfectly normal. Now the other thing is girls with your condition often respond well to anal stimulation and that is the other thing this dilator is used for."

My eyes nearly burst out of my head as he said that, he wanted me to put that in my ass? He obviously read my expression clearly and chuckled to himself.

"It's ok Jenny, just relax I'll show you."

I took a deep breath and Mr. Reed pushed the dilator deep into my wet pussy. He stroked it back and forth a few times then pulled it out completely and rubbed the tip on my asshole. I twitched as he rubbed it round me, then it he slid it back into my pussy. It slid in so easily, then back out and around my asshole again. He did this several more times, until he pushed the tip of the probe into my ass, just the tip.

"Breath, Jenny, take a deep breath in and then breath out." 

I did as he instructed and as I breathed out, he pushed more of the dilator into my tight asshole. It felt weird and good at the same time as he violated me. Slowly I relaxed, as the new sensations began to course through my tender body. 

"Now masturbate." He instructed me and for the first time in over four months my fingers slid over my pussy, my fore finger sliding down over my clit and into my soaking wet hole, I rubbed my finger back and forth stimulating myself as Mr. Reed held the dilator deep in my asshole. I couldn't help but stare into his blue eyes as I brought myself to a crashing orgasm.

"Well done, would you like the treatment now?" 

I nodded, still unable to speak clearly. Mr Reed pulled the dilator out of my ass and I turned and put my knee on the desk then he helped me lift the other leg, his strong manly hand on my inner thigh, spreading me, positioning me just as he wanted. 

I lay forward and let my face rest on the desk, his muscular hand stroked down my spine making me all tingly and then the tip of the probe was on the entrance to my pussy. 

Slowly, deliciously, gently, he pushed the probe deeper into me. I was in heaven as he slowly worked the probe in and out of my soaking wet hole, I sighed deep and passionately with each stoke of that wonderful probe. He pressed on the dilator on my asshole. 

I was so relaxed; it slipped into me surprisingly easily. It was wonderful as both my holes were filled perfectly. I could feel my body respond and my breathing became erratic as the sensations flooded over me. I groaned deeply as I came so hard again, making my body a trembling mess of desire.

I felt the probe twitch deep inside me and I felt flooded by something, I guessed it was the lube. Presumably, the lube comes out of the end. I didn't really care, it felt wonderful. Mr. Reed pulled the dilator from my asshole and slowly pulled the probe out of my wet pussy, somehow it didn't feel as hard as when it when in. 

"Oh hell Jenny, I've gone and got all the lube inside you this time." His hand went between my legs and wiped away what he could. 

He helped me to stand and then he helped me dress, I loved to watch his big hands close the buttons on my blouse, I decided there and then that I would always get naked for my treatment and let him dress me, like I was some sort of doll, his willing doll. 

He smoothed my blouse down feeling my breasts as he did so. He smoothed my skirt down, his hands on my ass and touching my pussy I could feel the lube start to come out of me and trickle down my inner thigh. He pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to me after wiping the lube off my inner thigh and pussy.

"I think you're going to need this. Oh, and don't forget this." He handed me the dilator. 

"Now it is important that from now on you should use this at least once a day and more if you need to. Do you understand?"

I nodded and stuffed the dilator into my bag. I hurried from his office and I was in my seat when he came in to take the class, I had to slip the handkerchief between my legs as the lube leaked out of me. I couldn't wait to get home and try the dilator out in private. 

*

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Molested Ch. 07



Thank you all again, for the kind comments, your support is appreciated. As promised, here is the next part of my little saga. 

*

I'd had several more treatments, and, being the good girl I am, I used my dilator regularly everyday, twice on some days. 

I wanted Mr. Reed to be pleased with me, as pleasing Mr. Reed was all I was interested in, I dreamed of the next appointment. 

I always took my uniform off for the appointments, it simply felt better like that and Mr. Reed would often stroke my back as I lay before him to receive the treatment. He was still spilling the lube, mostly it wound up sprayed all over my pussy and asshole, but I liked it best when it was all inside me, even if I did have to sit with his handkerchief between my legs to absorbed the lube as it leaked out. 

It was time for my next appointment, I knocked on the door and Mr. Reed called me in, he looked up from his notes and smiled at me, as always I nearly tripped over my feet as he watched me, he had such and effect on me! 

I crossed the room to the chair and dumped my bag and quickly slipped off my uniform, I left my socks and shoes on as normal. I then stood obediently in front of his desk with my hands behind my back, pushing my breasts forward, I hoped he liked them, I desperately hoped he liked me. I could already feel the anticipation building inside me. I was getting used to the treatment and getting much more confidant with my body and even a little blasé about the experience.

"I see from my notes you have had the dilator for over a month now. How are you getting on with it, still using it daily?"

"It's nice, I like it. I use it every day, sometimes twice, Sir."

"Well done, good girl. Do you have it with you?"

I nodded.

"Good, I need to check that you are using it correctly, so if you could just bring it over here." 

I quickly pulled the dilator out of my bag and walked back to the desk, he gestured for me to come round to his side of the desk, he stood up and lifted my naked body up onto the desk, and he sat down in his chair. He lifted one foot at a time and placed each on the armrest of the chair. I sat there facing him; my legs spread wide, my moist pussy opening willingly for this man's pleasure. I let my knees relax spreading myself wider for him, shameless under his gaze.

"Now if you could just show me how you use the dilator."

I leaned back on my left arm and used the right to slide the dilator between my open lips. My wetness was obvious to both of us as I ran it over the sensitive flesh. Gently, I teased it round my clit, already my breathing was getting deeper. I nudged the tip of it into my hole then withdrew it to circle my clit again. I dipped the tip of the dilator into my pussy pushing more in making myself gasp before withdrawing it and teasing it around my clit. I repeated this several times for him before pushing the whole length deep in my wet, wet pussy. I watched him intently as I fucked myself with the dilator, never for a moment taking my eyes of his, as he stared deeply into my eyes while I pleasured myself. 

"Touch me," I panted.

His hands gripped my knees and slowly worked their way up my inner thighs till his thumbs found that soft flesh at the very top. There they stayed and began to lightly stroke me as I thrust the dilator into my soaked pussy. Staring into his eyes as his hands caressed me I was totally lost to the moment as my breathing nearly stopped and I gasped though another intense orgasm.

"Is that how you do it at home?" he asked.

I nodded, deciding not to mention that I often gasped his name as I came. 

He smiled kindly at me, obviously pleased with the answer.

"And how about your ass?"

I smiled, I'd been practicing diligently. I slowly slid the dilator out of my pussy and started to work it into my asshole; I knew how to relax, so now it went in with no trouble at all. 

Soon I had the dilator deep in my back passage as I sat there wishing I could spread my legs even wider for him. I wanted to touch my pussy while I fucked my ass, but sitting as I was I couldn't support myself at the same time. 

Mr. Reed must have read my mind because he stood up and put his arm round my back, freed from having to support myself my free hand snaked down between my legs and my fingers plunged into my saturated pussy. I lifted my leg up and wrapped it round Mr. Reed pulling him closer to me as I gratified my lust. His other hand gripped the top of my thigh fiercely. I stopped playing with my pussy as I started to cum throwing my arm around his neck for extra support I shoved the dilator deeper into my asshole pushing myself to another delicious climax in his arms. I looked into his eyes as I came back to earth, still wrapped around him.

"Could I have my treatment like this please, Sir?" I asked inhaling deeply of his cologne.

He looked stunned and a bit flustered, had I gone too far this time?

"Err, no, I'm sorry Jenny, maybe another time, but for now you need to be on your front."

"Yes Sir," I replied slightly disappointed it would have been lovely to get the probe like that held in his arms. Maybe next time. 

I disengaged my arms and legs from him and stood up, he didn't step back and I felt the fabric of his clothes on my naked skin for the first time, my breasts pushed into his shirt and my pussy bumping into his crouch, oh boy did that feel good. I wanted to stay pressed up on him like that forever. 

He gave me a bit of room and I turned around to climb on the desk, my ass slid delightfully across his groin. He gently lifted me onto the desk and laid me across the desk. He placed the tip of the hard probe between my pussy lips and slowly pushed it deep inside me in one steady thrust. I couldn't help but whimper softly as the probe filled me to perfection and his strong hand ran down my naked back. 

He began to slowly pump the probe into me, steadily building the tempo, just the way I liked it. I was ready for more and as he pushed in, I pushed back. He responded by pushing the probe into me harder. I was in heaven. His strong hand gripped my hip as he pushed the probe deeply into me. I couldn't help but tremble under this delightful onslaught, soon my trembling became almost uncontrollable as my pussy clenched hard on the probe and waves of pure pleasure spread across my body.

"Oh Sir," I gasped unable to keep my silence any longer. 

I lay on the desk, the hard probe still deep inside me as I calmed down. I arched my back up to relive the tension before settling down on the desk again. 

I smiled coyly over my shoulder at him, he seemed very pleased with something, and I hoped it was me. 

"I think we should try this probe in your ass, are you ready?"

"Oh, yes Sir," I sighed. "Whatever you want."

He moved the probe to my asshole and started to push; I relaxed as I had learned to with the dilator, but this probe was much bigger and really stretched my tight little asshole. 

Slowly he pushed the probe deeper into my bowels, it didn't hurt, but I wasn't sure how this was supposed to help me, but I'd do anything Mr. Reed said, so I relaxed and let him push more of the big hard probe into my willing body. I felt his knuckles against my ass cheeks and I knew I had all of the probe inside me. It did feel good, in a very dirty way. 

"Now play with your pussy," He commanded.

"Yes Sir," I replied, as a good girl should. 

My hand moved down my stomach and over my mound, my fingers finding the spot I loved most. I could hardly believe how wet I was. Gently, I played with my clit, feeling the bud between my fingers. I slowly dipped a finger then two into my wet pussy; they slipped in so easily, I was ripe and ready. I knew it would only be a few moments before I came again. Gently stimulating myself, I held off for a few more moments until he moved the probe in my ass. 

My ass clamped down on the invader and the sensations sent my head spinning. I collapsed on the desk as a shocking orgasm tore thought me, leaving me gasping for air as again, I felt the probe in my ass twitch and a warm wet sensation flooded me. Mr. Reed let out a strangled grasp as his fingers clamped down on my hip painfully. He slipped the probe out of me and I was aware that my asshole was gaping open. I clenched and closed my ass. 

Mr. Reed helped me to stand and as always, he dressed me, his hands sliding all over my body, touching me wherever he liked, where I liked. I collected my belongings and headed to the door. I turned to him.

"Is sex anything like this?" I asked.

"Only if you do it right." He replied shooing me out of the door.

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Molested Ch. 08



"What the heck is this?" Asked Linda turning round with my light purple dilator in her hand.

"It's my dilator." I told her matter of factly. Linda was my BFF we often hung out after school. We were like sisters in a lot of ways, Linda was more popular than I was and she'd had a proper boyfriend and gone all the way with him. 

We'd come straight over to my place to work on another dull school project together.

"It looks like a vibrator!" She snorted. "I didn't know you had one! Where did you get it from?"

"It's not, it's a dilator, and it's for my treatment. Mr. Reed gave it to me."

Linda looked absolutely stunned. I knew she had a bit of a thing for Mr. Reed too. She stood there with my dilator in her hand her eyes bulging.

"Mr. Reed gave you this?"

"Yes."

"What do you do with it?"

"Heck Linda, you can be so nosy. Look, I have a condition and I have to use that on myself."

I sat down on the bed in a huff, I was so upset by my friend's reaction, and surely, she'd had a similar examination? Mr. Reed told me it was normal and now she was acting all weird. I guess Linda realised she'd upset me she sat down next to me and put her arm round my shoulder.

"It's ok, we're cool. I'm just a bit freaked out to hear you say Mr. Reed gave this to you. Seriously what do you do with it?"

"Fuck, Linda, Ok, I have to masturbate with it, happy now?"

"Really? Why do you have to do that?"

"Because I have a condition, I need desensitisation training and the dilator is one of the tools they use to stop me having orgasms all over the place, Ok? I'm a freak; do you want to tell everyone?"

"How often do you have to do it?"

"I have to do it at least once a day, and more if I need to."

"Have you done it today?"

I shook my head; I'd decided to wait until Linda went home before I pleasured myself. She held the dilator out to me.

"Show me what you have to do."

I don't know why but I took it from her hand, I reached across her, picked up the tube of peach flavoured lube, and started rubbing onto the dilator. Linda watched me fascinated as I worked the lube onto the shaft. I crawled up the bed behind her and sat with my back against the headboard of the bed. I drew my legs up and let them fall open exposing my smooth shaven pussy to Linda's gaze. 

"Where are your panties?" She gasped.

"I don't wear any." I glared at her defiantly.

I started to rub the dilator along my slit as I watched Linda, she didn't take her eyes of my pussy for a second. I slid my free hand down and opened my self up. Linda sat there squirming slightly as I ran the tip of the dilator along my soft wet inner lips. She seemed to be enjoying my little show. I ran the tip of the dilator around and around my hot little clit. I could feel my wetness starting to ooze out of me. 

I pushed my fingers down knowing it would make my hole open up slightly. Linda put her hand to her mouth as she watched me. Slowly, painfully slowly, so she could see everything I pushed the dilator into my wet little pussy. I began pumping the dilator in and out of my sopping, wet hole.

Linda seemed transfixed by the sight of me. Her silence was making me feel even more aroused. I could see she was becoming increasingly horny by the way she rubbed her thighs together. I let go of the dilator, leaving it half in my pussy and slid my hand under my thigh so I could work the dilator from there and let Linda see everything.

I changed the position of my fingers, spreading my outer lips wide with my first and middle fingers letting my second finger stimulate my clitty as she watched in silence. I started to moan as my orgasm approached. Being watched was such a turn on, I almost wished Linda would touch me, as I worked the slim purple dilator in and out of my pussy.

"Are you going to cum?" She whispered.

My only answer was to thrust the dilator deep in my sodden pussy and flick my finger rapidly across my hot clit as my orgasm swept over me. 

"Oh shit Jenny, that was so hot!"

"I'm not finished yet." I said as Linda sat there rubbing her thighs together. 

I pulled the dilator slowly out of my wet pussy and rubbed the tip on my asshole. Linda sat there wide-eyed not believing I was going to masturbate my ass. I relaxed as Mr. Reed told me and slowly started to work the tip of my dilator up my asshole. I kept my pussy spread and continued to use my finger on my clit as the shaft of the dilator slid slowly up into my relaxing asshole.

The feeling was completely different and always made me feel so dirty to be stimulating myself that way. Linda seemed totally stunned, she may have had a proper boyfriend but I was showing her something she'd never dreamed about. The dilator felt wonderful stretching me out as I worked it gently in and out of my puckered ass. Again I could feel the tension in my stomach as my climax approached, I kept stimulating my clit as I worked the dilator in and out of my ass, suddenly hard and fast I came as Linda sat watching me. I sat there in the after glow, slid the dilator out of my ass, and pulled down my skirt. 

"And Mr. Reed told you to do this did he?"

I nodded.

"Do you like doing it?"

"Oh Linda, I know it's going to sound bad, but I love doing it. I can't help it I look forward to it all day."

"And you don't wear panties anymore?"

"No, they cause too much stimulation so I can't wear them till my treatment is over."

"Jen, I had no idea you were such a bad girl! I can't believe you walk around all day at school like that! So what does this treatment consist of exactly?"

"Well Mr. Reed does that, he's got this special probe and he stimulates me and I've got to try not to cum so fast."

"Show me what you have to do."

I shrugged and got up on my hands and knees facing away from her.

"I get up on his desk like this and then he checks my pussy."

Linda got behind me and lifted my skirt up exposing me again. Why did I like this so much?

"How does he examine you?" She asked.

"Usually he spreads my lips with his thumbs."

"Like this?" Linda pulled me wide open with her thumbs.

"Oh shit, yeah like that." I gasped, I couldn't believe Linda was touching my pussy and I was letting her. "But he spreads my hole open."

Linda changed the position of her thumbs and I could feel my little pussy hole gape open for her.

"Then what does he do?"

"He uses his probe and he runs from my asshole to my clit and back again."

I suddenly felt the tip of my dilator on my asshole and Linda slid it down until it touched my clit, she started rubbing it back and forth between my soaking wet lips. I managed to stifle a moan, but Linda could tell the effect she was having on me.

"Does he push it in now?"

"Oh yes, slowly."

Linda found my hole and pushed the tip into me; I couldn't help but moan out loud as she did so. I felt her hand bump against my pussy as she thrust the dilator deep into my aching hole. Slowly she began to withdraw it and push it back in. I looked round over my shoulder Linda she was total absorbed in fucking my pussy with the dilator.

"Faster please." I begged. 

Linda responded enthusiastically and started to pump the dilator faster and faster into my hot wet slot. Her hand kept bumping my mound as she rammed it as deep as she could into my hungry hole. 

My arms gave out and I collapsed, changing the angle of thrust, which sent me completely over the edge. I lay there gasping as my orgasm subsided, Linda was still gently sawing the dilator in and out of my soaking wet pussy as she stroked my ass. I looked around at my BFF, she looked so stunned. Usually I was the one stunned by her confessions but now the boot was on the other foot.

"Can I put it in your ass now?" 

I nodded. I felt Linda squirt the lube on my asshole, it was cold not like the nice warm lube Mr. Reed used on me. Then she started working the tip into my back passage.

"OMG, it goes in really easy," As she worked more of the dilator into me.

"It's not as big as Mr. Reed's probe. That really stretches me."

"Do you like it when he stretches you like that?"

"I love everything he does to me."

I felt Linda's hand bump into my ass and I knew it was all in as deep as she could get it, such a wonderful dirty, full feeling, I could feel my juices start to flow again. Slowly she started drive it in and out of my ass. I panted as she worked the smooth shaft in and out.

"Jenny your pussy looks so wet, are you enjoying this?"

"It's wonderful, Linda, please don't stop."

Unexpectedly Linda pushed two fingers into my pussy, they slid deep into me in one push her knuckles grazed my clit sending shivers of pleasure right through me. 

I reached between my legs with my hand, grasped her hand, and showed her the rhythm I wanted her to take. I then let my finger wander up to my clit and start working that too. A few seconds of this sent me completely crazy as another intense orgasm rocked my tender little body. I slumped down and just lay there with my legs spread apart in front of Linda as I regained my breath. She slowly slid the dilator out of me.

"OMG Jenny, your ass just stays open!"

I looked round and Linda seemed transfixed by my open asshole. I'd kind of gotten used to it. When Mr Reed did it, I gaped open for some time after he'd used his probe on me. I clenched my sphincter and closed my asshole, I grinned as Linda gasped. I turned round and sat cross-legged facing her. Linda was twirling my dilator in her hand.

"Did you like that?" I asked.

"I can't believe it, you just came so much!"

"The best bit was when you put your fingers in me."

Linda blushed when I said that.

"I'm sorry I don't know what came over me."

"It's ok, did I make you horny?"

"No!" She snapped.

"Liar!" I sprang forward and grabbed her trying to pin her down, I wanted to see if she had a damp patch in her panties. 

We wrestled for a few seconds, my skirt up round my waist and hers like wise in a few seconds. I had her pinned by the wrists and used my knees to force her thighs apart. I looked down, her skirt was up round her waist and her white cotton panties, stretched tight across her mound, had a clear damp patch in them. 

I released her wrists and sat back on my heels. I pointed at the large wet patch in her panties.

"You little liar!" I shouted.

Linda glared at me furiously as she lay there legs spread wide underneath me. Her auburn hair spread like a halo around her head. I reached for the dilator.

"I wonder where I should put this?" I ran the tip of the dilator along Linda's slit. Linda groaned as I ran it back and forth. Her panties got even more wet as she lay there. 

I put the dilator down and started to pull her panties down. She lifted her ass off the bed thrusting her groin up at me and I was treated to a close up view of her shaven cunny. I dragged her panties down her thighs and she wriggled them off one leg and lay there spread before me with her wet panties round one ankle, I picked up the dilator and started rubbing along her slit making her moan as I teased her with the tip. I changed the angle and slowly slid it into her wet hole.

She gasped and arched her back as I drove it deeper into her. I worked the dilatator in and out of her wet cunny as she writhed on the bed. I straddled her thigh and lowered my wet pussy onto her thigh, grinding myself on her smooth thigh, my juices making her soft milky thigh slick in seconds. Linda stared at me intensely as she struggled to breathe through her mouth.

"Touch your clit." I told her. 

Her hand snaked down her body in response and she began rubbing her clit as I sawed the dilator in and out of her hole, I watched fascinated, as her pussy seemed to suck the dilator in on every stroke and clench it tight as I withdrew it.

Linda's eyes rolled back in her head and she started to tremble as her orgasm took her over, her hand fell away from her clit and it stood there so proud. I couldn't help myself as I leaned down and lightly flicked the tip of my tongue across it, I thought she tasted sweet.

Linda wriggled all over the bed as I worked the dilator in her and my tongue stimulated her clit. I sat up as Linda calmed down and her eyes focused again. She lay there as I lazily pushed the dilator up her wet hole.

"Did you taste me?" She asked.

I nodded as I watched her pussy expand and contract round the plastic shaft.

"Did I taste ok?" Linda asked shyly.

"Linda, you tasted just fine."

"Do you think this makes us lesbians?"

"No, I think we're just really good friends." I said twisting the dilator that was still in her pussy.

"Jenny, I think Mr. Reed is fucking you."

"I don't think so. It's just a treatment. He's clumsy though and he keeps spilling the lube on me."

"Sweetie, are you sure?"

"Yes," I was getting cross with her. "There was an examination and everything."

"No one ever gave me an examination like that." I looked at her stunned; I didn't know what to say. 

We chatted for ages before deciding on a plan. If you kinky people leave me some nice comments I'll tell you in detail exactly what I found out.



Molested Ch. 09



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Mr. Reed was fucking me, the video proved it.

He was having sex with me,

He was fucking me in the ass. 

He'd raped me, several times.

He'd made me his slut.

I should have been angry.

I should have been very angry,

but I wasn't angry.

I was happy, 

I was very happy,

I loved him.

I'd had two more 'treatments' before I had the courage to execute the plan, it was a simple one, I cut a small hole in my school bag and taped my phone to the inside then started it recording the treatment, or to be more precise, my rape. 

I met Linda in the toilet after the treatment and we watched the video, she giggled when she saw me naked, and gasped when she saw what Mr. Reed did to my tender little body.

"What are you going to do?" She asked.

"I'm not going to stop going," I answered defiantly. 

"Are you sure?"

"Linda, I think I love him. I need some time to think."

Linda gave me a big hug and let me know she has my back, whatever I decided. After she'd gone, I sat in the stall and watched the video again. 

I spent the rest of the day in a bit of a daze, but even more aware that I wasn't wearing any panties. I got home and that night I lay in bed pondering my fate, should I call the police?

However, if I did that, I'd never see Mr. Reed again. I didn't want to be just some slut for him to fuck, I thought long and hard about it and I decided what I wanted was to be his girlfriend.

With this clear goal I reached for my dilator, no, my vibrator and gently teased myself to orgasm imagining Mr. Reed as my boyfriend.

I was back at school. Habit had by this time, consigned panties to the 'not happening' section of my life. I guess Mr. Reed could sense something was different as I caught him looking at me really oddly a couple of times.

Nevertheless, I still went willingly, to his office every week and aware that I was going to have sex, very willingly. I'd strip and we'd have sex. 

I think I was probably even more eager than before. He was even a little more bold with me and would sometimes place a kiss on my forehead.

Then suddenly, the school holidays were here and I was without my beloved Mr. Reed for ages. I sat and cried for days, until I made up my mind and decided that I was going to go and get my man.

Standing in front of Mr. Reed's apartment block I started to feel a bit more anxious, would he even be in? I pressed the buzzer for 'Reed' and waited nervously.

Nothing happened.

I pressed again.

Nothing.

I felt so foolish, maybe I was all wrong, maybe I was confused, yeah, that was it, hormones and stuff. 

I started to retrace my steps when he appeared round the corner jogging. Oh shit, he looked good, all sweaty and athletic. He glanced up and saw me. I couldn't run now, I was like a deer in the headlights as he closed the distance in quick strides.

"Jenny, hi, what can I do for you?" He stood hands on his breathing heavily.

I was all butterflies; this had seemed like such a good idea, now I was in trouble. He smiled that awesome smile and I was all gooey again, I started to feel slightly better.

"Would you like come in?"

'He's such a gentleman' was all I could think, as I nodded and he took me inside. Mr. Reed took me up to his apartment and let us in. 

We walked into the lounge, there were bookcases from floor to ceiling on every wall, a desk and an easy chair. No TV and hanging across the largest wall was a big flag, blue with a white cross diagonally on it and at the centre a yellow lion. Mr. Reed headed into the kitchen.

"Do you want some water?" He called.

"Yeah, please." I called back. Good, my voice did work.

Mr. Reed came back out with two bottles of water and handed me one.

"Jenny, look. I'll be with you in just a minute but I gotta stretch or I'm going to stiffen up something wicked."

With that, he began to stretch; I was amazed at how flexible he was, and how athletic he seemed. He was always so calm at school and I'd never seen him break a sweat. Now, here he was sweaty and looking good enough to eat. After a few minutes, he stopped and stood in front of me. I leaned back against his desk, what is it with me and desks?

"Now, what can I do for you young lady?"

Shit, it's over to me now, what do I say, how do I explain everything?

"It's about my treatment, Sir."

"What about it?"

"I think I kinda need it, Sir."

"Is that so?"

"Yes Sir," I blushed. "It's been too long and it's better when you do it to me."

He smiled again, and I felt all weak and helpless. Oh please, kiss me.

"Well, I shouldn't but as it's you, I'll do what I can. Would you like to take your clothes off?"

Oh, I was putty, I didn't care that he'd technically raped me, I wanted him so bad. I reached my arms up and Mr. Reed took the hint and gripped my t-shirt sliding it up my body and finally pulling it off over my head. 

He reached around me drawing me in close and with a quick, and I think practiced action, he unclipped my bra. I let it fall away exposing myself further to him. 

I watched fascinated as his hands moved down to my denim mini skirt and with no fumbling, just strong confidant hands he undid the buttons, slipped the skirt over my hips, and helped me step out of it.

"Oh, shit I forgot!"

"Forgot what?" He asked.

"The probes, Sir, they're at school aren't they?"

"Err, yes they are." He fumbled, Yeah I knew it was in his shorts and in his mouth but I had plans.

"Maybe you could use your fingers, Sir? Like when I showed you how I use my dilator?"

"A splendid idea young lady." He said lifting me easily onto the desk. 

I spread my legs obediently and leaned back supporting myself with both arms.

Mr. Reed stepped between my legs and lightly brushed his thumb over my nipple, the tips of his fingers tracking across my chest to find their way to my other nipple. His thumb stimulating the tip as the rest of his hand cupped me perfectly. 

His hand slid down my body, his fingertips felt almost electric as they slid over my stomach, he hesitated for a second before he slid one finger delicately down my slit, parting my outer lips easily as he searched for my clit. 

He found it almost instantly and the finger began tracing light circles over my delicate bud. I bit my lip as I stared into his eyes, could I make him mine?

Slowly he widened the circle, gently feeling my soft folds, always returning to stimulate my clit, I could feel my body respond to him, dark primitive urges of a woman for a man. 

The next time the finger nudged at the entrance to my wet pussy, I pushed my hips forward driving myself onto his digit.

Mr. Reed jerked his finger out of me quickly and resumed circling my pussy and clit every time I tried to get him to put his finger in me, and every time he'd either move it out of the way or if I did manage to get it inside me he'd quickly pull it out. He was driving me crazy!

"Please Sir," I whimpered, desperate for stimulation I needed.

"Please what?" He asked so close to my ear. As he teased me mercilessly.

"Put it in, Sir." I mewed.

"Put what where?" He asked, cool and calm, his teeth nipping my earlobe.

"Put your finger in my pussy, please Sir." I begged as his fingers worked me like magic.

Finally, he sank his thick digit deep into my wet, desperate hole. I gasped and wrapped my arms round him desperately pulling him close, my mouth wide open as I bit into his shoulder as he added a second finger driving them deep into my young body, he knew what he was doing and everything dropped away as the pleasure burst over me.

I held him close for a few minutes his fingers still deep inside me. I caught my breath as I held him close, he didn't try to get away at all. I looked deep into his pale blue eyes trying to guess what he was thinking. The moment was here and now.

"I'm so horny right now, I'd let you do anything to me," I panted.

"That is not really an appropriate thing for you to say," He chided.

"It's true though, you just made me cum so hard, but I need more."

"Jenny, what would people say if they heard you talk like that?"

"They'd say, 'That is one horny bitch, some one should fuck her'. That is what they'd say."

"You should be careful. What would people say if I did that?"

"I think people would say, I deserved it. I mean turning up at your apartment with no panties on, in a short little mini skirt with a very tight t-shirt, they'd say I deserved it. They'd say that because I came over here dressed so slutty, you were well within your rights to throw me down on the bed and use me exactly how you'd like. Use my body for your pleasure. They'd all say, what did she expect that she could just walk around his apartment, let him finger her greedy little pussy and then expect him to just walk away. Not him, they'd say, he's a red-blooded male and she's a horny girl it's only natural for him to fuck her. After all it's what she really wants."

Mr. Reed looked so shocked at my dirty talk. I couldn't help myself, I wanted him so badly. I couldn't' wait. I was literally crazy with lust for him.

"I know what you do to me."

"What do you mean?" He looked nervous now.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and pulled up the video I'd shot of the treatment. I turned it so we could both see. There I was spread legged naked on his desk. We watched as squatted down behind me and spread me wide open with his thumbs before working the tip of his tongue all over my wet pussy as I came hard and fast. 

In the video he stood up, unzipped himself, pulled out his already hard dick, and began rubbing it on my wet, wet pussy, he watched in silence, as he pushed it deeper and deeper into me, my moans of pleasure sounded from the small speakers. The angle gave us a good view of my ripe pussy, full of his lovely cock. 

My gasps on the video reached their crescendo as I came so obviously, wrapped around his thick hard dick, he withdrew and started to work the swollen head of his hard, hard dick on my asshole, I relaxed as he'd told me to, and he soon had the whole of his shaft buried deep in my rectum. The angle showed my hand clearly between my legs as I played with myself as he enjoyed my ass. He started to say something, but I held up my hand and stopped him.

"I want you to see my favourite part," I said. 

On the video he withdrew his dick in one swift movement and spurted thick ropes of cum all over my soaking wet pussy and gaping asshole, I loved the look of myself as his cum dripped off me.

"Look what you made me. I look like one of those sluts on the internet don't I?" 

He looked at me stunned.

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Molested Ch. 10



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Mr. Reed stood there rooted to the spot, his fingers still buried in me; he looked like a deer in the headlights. I felt so anxious, what was going to happen, would he throw me out, tell me I was wrong?

"Are you going to call the police?" He asked looking sick and pale.

"I'm butt naked, in your apartment with two of your lovely fingers deep in my soaking wet pussy; the police are the last thing I want."

"So what do you want?" His voice returning to normal.

I pointed to his bedroom. 

"Take me there."

He picked me up easily and carried me to the bedroom, he put me down on the bed and stood back, he stripped off his vest and shorts. 

I couldn't believe he was standing naked in front of me, I drank him all in, I felt faint, this was a man, his hairy chest screamed it loud, his fine athletic body made me weak, this was no academic body soft from teaching, this was a strong working body. 

I didn't know what I had unleashed now. He crawled onto the bed like a panther, now it was my turn to be anxious. I could see his dick hanging down between his legs it was hardening up as he approached me. 

I swallowed hard as my mouth went dry, I'd poked the bear and now I was the prey. His hand grasped my ankle and he pulled me easily down the bed, his other hand found my other ankle and he spread my legs wide apart; he crawled slowly up between my open legs as I lay there terrified. 

He sat back on his heals his strong hands holding my knees wide apart. His hard, hard dick was ready to split me in two. He leaned forward, his body covering mine completely, I was totally helpless. Trapped just the way I wanted to be. 

I stared into his eyes as his head dipped and he kissed me long and deep, our first kiss. Our mouths wide and open, our tongues tracing soft outlines and gently licking, he tasted divine to me. 

I reached up and ran my fingers through his strong dark hair as he kissed me. I arched my body up and felt the thick pelt of dark hair on my nipples, instantly making them even harder, I wanted him so bad. 

Lowering his hips his dick rested between my outer lips and he started to slide his dick back and forth along my slit, I could feel how slippery and wet I was, ready for this man to take me. I put my hand on his chest and pushed him up breaking our kiss. He frowned at me.

"What's your name?"

He smiled broadly at me, that smile that always makes me weak.

"Alan."

He pushed forward with his hips and his hard dick slid easily into me. I could feel him rest his pelvis on mine, his cock seemed to fill me perfectly, and nothing else mattered. 

He lay there motionless for a few moments staring deep into my eyes as we both enjoyed the moment, me gripping him fiercely, he spreading my body open perfectly. 

Slowly he pulled back and gently pushed forward. I arched my back, thrusting up under him to take him fully into me, his strong arms enveloping me. I felt so safe, so wanted, so very, very horny. 

He built the rhythm gently, with long deep strokes, making my eyes roll close because intensity. Deep animal noises came from my throat as he played me like a musical instrument. 

His hand slid down and covered my breast, his fingers teasing my responsive skin, he'd kiss me then break away to let me breathe as I wound my fingers through his hair and wrapped one leg round him drawing him close. 

I couldn't hold it though and I had to lay back and just give everything to him as he worked that lovely hard dick into me as his hands explored me freely.

I couldn't hold back another second, as all my muscles seemed to tense at once and I grabbed him fiercely and held him as close as I could as everything went black. Wave after wave of pleasure tore through me. Eventually, I managed to let him go. I lay back on the bed again and looked down my body seeing his hard shaft sunk deep into my willing body sent shivers up my spine I was aware that he'd not cum, I wondered if I could take any more.

Alan pulled his dick completely out of me. I gasped suddenly feeling so empty. He rolled us both over so I was on top of him his hard shaft sandwiched between us. 

He lay back and it was my turn to ride him, I hoped he'd enjoy it. I placed my hands on his chest and sat back, shaking my hair off my face. Reaching down I took hold of his thick hard shaft. It was slippery with my juices all over it. I realized this was the first time I'd ever touched a dick in my life. Lifting my hips I guided the tip of his dick to my hole and started to sit down on it, I was so wet it just slipped in completely. 

I leaned back completely, my hands resting on his strong thighs. I could move that lovely dick all around inside me. I played with it, rocking backward and forward and circling my pelvis, which sent me a little crazy. Mr. Reed, Alan. Lay there with his hands behind his head, watching me ride his dick, enjoying me wriggling around on his hard shaft, exploring the way it made me feel. 

I leaned forward to kiss him and started to slide up and down on his dick trying to milk him with my pussy.

"Are you going to cum?" I asked him.

"Not like this, I have to be on top."

"Really? Even when I do this?" I clenched my pussy as tight as I could and slowly slid up his shaft squeezing him as tight as I could. He gasped.

Alan lay there blinking and swallowing hard as I clenched my muscles and worked myself up and down his dick. I grinned to myself, who'd have thought I could do that to him so easily.

"You know you've done some very bad things to me," I teased.

"Is that so?"

"You know you took both my cherries don't you?"

He nodded, as I clenched myself round his hardness.

"And yet, I've never even sucked a dick in my life."

"Well, far be it for me to stop you doing anything you want to," He grinned at me.

I smiled back at him, dragged myself slowly off him, and kissing my way down his body till his prick popped up in my face. Here it was, the probe that had so often taken me to heaven. I took hold of it with my hand feeling the heat and the solidity of it. It was so slippery and wet, I wanted to see what is was like in my mouth. 

I gently licked the whole length of the shaft. Instinct and watching a few girls suck dick on the internet, told me he'd like it if I ran my tongue around the head. Watching Alan go tense told me I was right. Getting a good grip of it, I slowly brought my head down, ran the tip across my lips, and let the tip of my tongue slide across the slit at the top, tasting him properly for the first time. It wasn't as unpleasant as I had thought it would be, but nice. 

I wondered how much of me I was tasting. I dipped more and took more of the shaft into my mouth, sucking hard I felt Alan push his hips up slightly and I found I couldn't take more. I tried but I couldn't get it all in, so I settled for bobbing my head up and down and sucking hard on each stroke. I was also swirling my tongue around the tip as I came up each time. I drooled all over his cock as I sucked, getting it as wet as I could.

I climbed back up his body and straddled him, taking his thick hard shaft in one hand I guided it slowly to my entrance, my other entrance, relaxing as I had learned I lowered myself onto it, driving him deep into my ass in one steady motion. 

"Opps, I seem to have put it in my ass. I'm sorry I'll take it out," I started to rise up off his dick.

"Don't you dare!" Alan gasped grabbing my hips he thrust me back down onto his dick. 

I started to wriggle around on his dick working it inside me; it always feels so delightfully dirty doing it that way.

"I'm sorry," I pouted, "I guess you must think I'm a slut 'cos your dick went in so easy."

"The thing is," I continued, "My boyfriend is a real pervert and he likes doing me in the ass."

"Really?" Said Alan, "Don't you mind when he does that?"

I stroked my hands down his chest feeling the strong muscles of his hard body. 

"Oh no, I love everything he does to me." I looked around the room like I was checking to see if there was anyone watching. "I think I might be a slut, his dirty little slut," I whispered.

"So what else does this boyfriend of yours make you do?"

"I'm not allowed to wear panties, and my school skirt is very short. And I have to use a vibrator on myself every day, and he likes to fuck me on his desk."

"And what makes you think you're a slut?" 

"I guess mainly it's because I like it so much, you know I strip every time I go to his office. I want him so badly; I love it when he comes in me. I wish I could make him cum right now."

"Would you like that?"

"Oh shit yeah, I'd love his cum deep in my ass, but I guess I'll just sit here and play with myself." 

I ran my hands over my body cupping my full breasts and teasing the nipples, Alan lay there grinning like the cat that'd gotten the cream. I snaked one hand down my body and started to play with my pussy, teasing my clit before plunging two fingers into my soaking wet hole. All the time, slowly working myself up and down his thick hard dick. 

"You know Sir, I think I'm going to need more treatments."

"Is that a fact young lady?"

"Yeah, but I'm also going to need you to fuck me 

a lot too."

"That is not appropriate language Jenny," He said.

"Really? I'm not allowed to say 'fuck'?" I asked. 

He rewarded me by pumping his hips up driving his dick deeper into my ass. I yelped, more with surprise than pain, it felt so good.

"Oh, I'm sorry Sir, I didn't realise there was a 

punishment for saying 'fuck'." Again he jammed his dick hard into me. "I'll do my very best not to say 'fuck' again." 

Alan grabbed me roughly tearing me off his dick and throwing me roughly down on the bed. He pushed my thighs apart with his knees and took one wrist in each hand forcing them above my head pinning me down with his body, swiftly he drove his dick into my flooded pussy, I was amazed at how ready I was for him, it felt so, so wonderful to be full of him again. 

He kissed me hard. I felt total helpless, it was simply wonderful. 

"Please, I can't wait," I gasped.

Alan started to fuck me, his hard dick sliding easily in and out of my willing body, it was hard to concentrate, and he felt so good. He filled me so much better, he held me so close, I couldn't concentrate on anything everything felt so, so very good. His long slow thrusts stretching me, filling me, driving me up to that precipice relentlessly, I relaxed and gave him every part of me. He picked up the tempo, making me moan with desire.

"Oh yes, please, yes," I panted, this was perfect. The feeling of his body on mine his strong hands holding me, the smell of him, sweat, heat, and our musky odours all combined to make a whirlpool of energy, which I couldn't control.

I closed my eyes tight as the first waves of my orgasm hit me, tearing my hands free of his I forced my eyes open and held his head staring into his blue eyes as I panted and gasped with the sensations coursing through me.

I could tell he was moments away from his own orgasm. I tried to clench him as hard as I could, as yet more waves ripped right through me, he came, deep in me. He held still and I could feel him cum deep, deeper than he'd ever been before. He held me; close and tight, as he spent himself completely in me as I came, gripping his dick 

fiercely.

We lay there afterwards, Alan holding him self up with his arms as I held his head staring deep into his eyes. He rolled off me laying beside me his body slick with sweat he looked magnificent to me. I rolled onto my side and stared at him as he got his breath back. I reached out to stroke his hairy chest. 

"How long have you known what was going on?" He asked.

"A while."

"And you still came for the treatment?"

I rolled closer too him and propped myself up so I could look him in the face. 

"I've wanted you for so long; I think I'm in love with you."

Alan wrapped his arms round me and pulled me very close.

"I love you too," He whispered.

We held each other for a few minutes before I broke away from him.

"Fuck," I said grinning like a Cheshire cat.

He smiled and I felt all weak again. 

We had sex several more times that afternoon before Alan drove me home. We made up some story about me bumping into him at the mall and some guys being rude and Alan rescuing me. My folks seemed cool about everything. I managed to get over to Alan's place almost every day during the holidays. We even managed a couple of dates. We had to travel a good way out of the city, so no one would recognise us, but mainly we had a lot of sex. Alan introduced me to a lot of new things, most of which I liked. By the end of the holiday, I was definitely his girl and totally his horny willing slut.

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Molested Ch. 11



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*

Walking back into school on the first day after the holiday was a bit surreal, I felt completely changed. I had a boyfriend, I'd done some very dirty things, some very, very dirty things to be precise. 

I still didn't have any panties on as I walked thought the school, I felt even more wanton than before. It was so weird talking to my friends, all of us in our neat little uniforms, what would they have said if they'd known less that 24 hours ago I'd been begging my boyfriend, who was only 20 years older than me, to 'fuck me like a whore' as he took photo's of me naked on his phone. 

I couldn't wait for my first English class. But before the bell rang I had an appointment.

I made my way to Mr Reed's office stealing one last look around the corridor I knocked and stepped into his office. Alan looked up and smiled at me, I crossed the office quickly and sat on the desk in front of him, spreading my legs so he could see my pantiless condition. He stoked my thighs with his strong hands. He stood up and kissed me deeply I ran my fingers though his thick hair. 

I handed him a note.

Dear Mr Reed,

It has come to my attention that Jenny is a slut. I hope that you can deal with this slutty behaviour. I'm not sure how to handle her, so please feel free to handle her however and whenever you like.

She has a very dirty mouth, next time she talks dirty she should have something put in her mouth, a dick would seem like the best thing.

She is almost constantly playing with her pussy and ass, only a few minutes ago she was using a sex toy on herself. Maybe if she gets fucked enough she'll stop this filthy behaviour.

I have also noticed she never wears panties, again I think only a good hard fucking will teach her a lesson. 

To sum up she is a filth, dirty slut, she deserves to be made to suck a lot of dick and get fucked a lot, preferably in both holes, (I know the slut takes it in the ass)till she is sore and can't take it anymore.

If there is anything else you would like to do to her then do so, I'm sure she'll love it.

Sincerely 

Jenny 

"Humm, this is very serious Jenny. Is it all true?"

"Yes Sir, especially the last line."

"I see, well I have to be a good teacher and do what needs to be done."

"I want you to be a fucking bad teacher." I spat back at him.

"There's that dirty mouth I was warned about."

Alan picked me up off the desk and spun me around planting me back on the floor, before I had time to protest he lifted my short pleated skirt up to my waist and pushed me over the desk. He spanked my ass hard. I yelped as the pain shot though my tender butt.

"And where are your panties?"

I looked over my shoulder at him, he looked so fucking sexy standing there, pinning me down with just one hand. 

"Fuck you!" I exclaimed. His hand smacked down on my ass again making my body go rigid, I could already feel how wet I was getting. 

"Now you don't talk to me like that do you?" He purred stroking my ass cheeks with the tips of his fingers.

"No Sir, I'm sorry." I whispered.

"So where are your panties?"

"My boyfriend doesn't like me wearing them, and I don't like wearing them either."

"And why doesn't he like you wearing them?"

"'Cos the dirty bastard knows it makes me fucking horny and he knows he's got easy access to my wet pussy."

"Really, and are you feeling horny now?"

"Why don't you stick your big fat fingers in my fucking pussy and find out exactly how wet I am?"

Alan didn't need asking twice, his hand slid over my tender smacked ass and plunged between my legs I was so obscenely wet his fingers slid easily into my hot wet desperate pussy. He forcefully pumped them in and out making me even wetter, we'd discovered that I liked it kinda rough, and I'd found out that he liked me to talk very dirty. 

"Oh, fuck, Sir that feels so, so good." I said pushing my ass back trying to get more of his fingers deep inside me. I looked round over my shoulder again. "Fuck me Sir." Alan yanked his fingers out of my pussy leaving me gasping. 

Pinning me down with one hand I heard him rummage around in a desk draw, I felt the tip of something like my vibrator being rubbed all over my soaking wet pussy, I wriggled my hips sliding the tip all over my pussy as I wondered what he'd got in store for me. With a quick thrust the thing was inside me, it pushed me open easily but it was defiantly very short, not what I was used to, he worked it several times in and out me, twisting it all around inside my tight channel. 

He pulled it quickly out of me making me gasp. Then I felt it on my asshole and I knew where it was going, relaxing like a good girl I let him push the thing up my ass, easily it slid inside me. Stretching me delightfully as it went. I felt Alan's hands on my hips as he stood back to admire me. I guessed that he'd stuck a butt plug in me. 

"Now that does look fucking hot."

I giggled, for some reason he always sounded funny swearing, but as I'd discovered Alan could swear like a sailor, but it still made me giggle. I looked over my shoulder at him.

"Are you going to take a picture?" I teased.

Alan pulled out his phone and took a quick picture of me. My Phone beeped letting me know I'd got a text, I guessed it was Alan sending me the photo he'd just taken. 

He spun me round again, god, he's so strong. Picking me up easily he sat me on the edge of his desk, my eyes went wide as he sat me down hard on the butt plug. Throwing my legs wide apart he stepped between them, hungrily I reached for his belt. Pulling desperately at the fabric of his pants I managed to free him and the pants dropped to the floor, between us we managed to get his shorts down and his lovely big cock bobbed into view, all hard and ready to split me in two.

He took one step forward and I grasped his dick and guided it into me in one swift deep stroke, I let go of his dick and pulled him close wanting, needing, demanding more of him. Alan started to thrust into me, his strong body working me, driving me crazy. Holding him close my nose buried in his chest, his woodsy spicy cologne smelling so good, I could feel all the strong muscles in his arms as he held me, drew me close. 

I let one hand fall down and I grabbed a handful of that lovely firm butt as he pistoned deep into my eager body. Oh shit it felt so intense, getting my ass spanked, talking dirty, a butt plug deep in my ass and the best bit; seeing how it drove Alan crazy for me, till he couldn't help but fuck me good and hard. I came, hard and fast as he ploughed me.

When I could focus again I could feel his lovely hard dick still in me as he held me quite still. I lent back on my arms looking down my body seeing where we were joined, his lovely dick buried up to the hilt deep in my drenched pussy. Alan's' hands dropped to my hips and he slowly started drive himself in and out of me. I bit my lip watching the sexy sight of that big piece of meat fucking me.

"Oh Fuck," I gasped, Alan thrust sharply into me.

"What have I told you about bad language?"

"Oh, Shit, I'm sorry Sir, I've got such a dirty mouth. I can't quite remember what happens when I say 'fuck'"

Alan rewarded me with another sharp shove of his hips.

"Now I remember what happens when I say 'fuck'." Again he slammed his dick into me, I gasped with pleasure, I loved this game. 

"The problem is, Sir, it's very hard not to say 'fuck' when you're fucking me." Every time I said fuck he'd jam his lovely dick into me.

"Sir, are you going to cum in me?"

Alan grabbed me fiercely driving himself deep into my eager body.

"I want you to cum in my pussy, it's so ready for you." I cooed as he took his pleasure deep in my body. I draped an arm round his neck pulling myself closer too him.

"I wanna spend the rest of the day with your cum deep in me" I whispered in his ear, I love talking dirty. As he fucked me with strong deep strokes.

"I want to feel your cum drip out of me, so I know I've been well fucked, so I know I'm your little dirty fuck toy." Alan started to fuck me harder, I knew he was close to cuming. We'd fucked so much over the holiday I knew exactly how his body reacted. 

"Oh, shit, yeah, fuck me, fill me with cum." I begged as his fingers gripped my hips hard I knew he was just about to flood my pussy with cum. His body went tense as his cock jumped buried completely inside me as I felt the warm rush of his cum deep, deep inside me. 

We held each other for a moment before I released him from my grasp, sadly I pulled his softening dick out of me and I dropped to my knees, I took his dick into my mouth tasting the salty, sweet taste of our combined juices, I could already feel his cum oozing out of me. I cleaned him quickly before helping him do up his pants. 

"Will I be getting my treatment later Sir?" I pouted looking up at him.

"No Jenny, I'm just going to fuck your brains out on this desk." He smiled dangerously. "And you will be keeping the plug in you all day, is that clear?"

"Yes Sir!"

Grinning like the cat that got the cream I collected my stuff hurrying from his office to my first lesson, English with Mr Reed.

I made it to class just before the bell; I was sitting in my seat looking at the photo Alan had sent of me; Bent over his desk my legs spread wide, my pussy slick and ready, waiting for his big fat dick to fuck me, and a black butt plug deep in my ass, I looked like such a slut, his dirty, willing, horny slut. 

Mr Reed strolled in a few minutes later not looking like he'd just been screwing the life out of one of his students a few minutes before. I could feel the chair pressing the butt plug deep into my ass and I could sense a puddle of cum between my legs as the lesson began. I'd asked for it and I got it, hard, just like I wanted it. 

Mr Reed called my name and it was my turn to deliver my presentation. I could feel the sticky mess between my legs and the butt plug jammed in my ass. Some how, I made my way to the lectern at the front of the class, it was one of those old wooden ones so nobody could see my legs, except Alan who had a side view. I stood with my legs slightly spread as I delivered my presentation all the time conscious that his cum was dripping out of my well fucked pussy. 

As I collected my notes I took the opportunity to look down and there on the floor was a pool of cum on the floor. I glanced over at Alan, he was grinning at me. 

The End...

Well for now anyway,

Several people have asked me to write a story from Mr Reed's POV, if you'd like this then please tell me what story you'd like to hear from his POV and I'll get to it, perhaps one of the treatments, or maybe what happened when they went on a date, you tell me what you'd like to hear. 

Thank you all for reading my little story I hope you liked it, I enjoyed writing it. I have several more stories in mind, but none of them are as tame as this, would you like to read them? If so leave me some nice comments and I'll be sure to start typing.

CREDITS

First Literotica for hosting my story, I hope it's the first of many to come.

Secondly My Editor, Linda, thank you for making my garbage readable

Finally, you my reader, you make the whole experience worth while, thank you. 



Molested in a Cinema



Let me tell you about this little honey I had some fun with last week, It was hot and I had been sitting in the park with some friends having a beer in the sun, on my way home I saw this fine piece of ass walking into one of those little arty cinemas, you know, the ones that show all the foreign art films. And man was this bitch hot she was about 18 studious looking wearing a loose fitting summer dress, brown hair down to the middle of her back, big brown eyes, cute face, a nice tight ass and small perky tits that jiggled slightly as she walked.

	Well I think the beer was doing it’s thing cos I had to have her, as soon as I saw her I wanted to fuck the shit out of her. I followed her into the cinema and brought a ticket, the film was some weird russian thing but I wasn’t planning on watching much of it. I got in a took a seat a few rows back from her, she was alone but I figured I better let the film start and see if anyone comes to sit with her. Well the film started and about 15 minutes into it she was still there alone, the cinema only had about 10 people in it all spread out, the closest person to her was 5 rows infront.

	I got up and moved next to her, she didn’t really seem to notice, I guess she was enjoying the film. I pulled out a knife I carry on me and put my arm around her neck, she jumped and turned to me, then she felt the knife on her neck, I grabbed her chin turned her face back to the screen and whispered in her ear “don’t take your fucking eyes of the screen and don’t make a sound” she nodded and I could see tears forming in her eyes. 

I placed my free hand on her neck and ran it down onto her shoulders feeling the smoothness of her skin, she closed her eyes and winced as I touched her. I ran my hand onto her breast and started to squeeze and cup her little tit, I told her how hot she was and how I would love to watch those perky tits bounce as she rode my cock. She had her eyes closed and I could see she was trying to block out my words, this just got me more horny. I put my hand down the front of her dress and cupped her naked tit, her flesh was so soft, I gently played with her nipples until they started to stand up, I looked around the cinema and seeing that everyone was engrossed in the film, lowered the shoulder straps of her dress so her tits were easy to get out, lifting her tits free I bent down and took one of those lovely hard young nipples into my mouth, I knew she was crying now as I could here little sniffling sounds coming from her. I licked and kissed all over her tits and sucked her nipples for about 10 minutes. I kissed back up her to her ear and whispered to her, “you don’t want to, but you will cum for me”.

 Placing my hand on her knee I slowly traced up her inner thigh her dress gathering round my wrist as I got higher, closer to her pussy. I ran a finger round the leg of her panties and squeezed her thighs, I told her to open her legs for me, sliding the knife up her neck to re-enforce my command. She slowly spread her legs giving my access to her panty covered crotch, I ran my hand over her pussy paying particular attention to her pussy lips, making her body want more. I pushed a finger between her lips pushing her panties into her dampening pussy. “Take of your panties and give them to me” She swallowed hard and fighting back tears did as I said. I placed her panties in my pocket and continued to play with her now naked pussy. 

She had nice puffy pussy lips  big and well shaved, the flesh felt smoother and softer than anything I had felt before, she kept the hair on her mound but obviously trimmed it. Her pussy was radiating a warm inviting heat, as I cupped it. Running my hand up and down her crotch brushing her clit, she was getting wetter. I pushed a finger between her lips and to the entrance to her cunt, not entering her but just enough to get the end of my finger damp, I then started to slowly circle her clit, she was trying to fight the pleasure but her body wouldn’t let her win, she was breathing deeper now gripping the arm rests tears rolled down her cheeks. she was rocking her pussy up and down as I played with her clit, I pushed my finger into her now dripping pussy, quickly I pushed in a second and resting my thumb on her clit started to finger fuck her hard and fast, the speed and sudden shock of me entering her was to much and she came, gritting her teeth, gripping the arm rests her body shook as her pussy gripped my fingers, she let out a few faint moans before slumping in her seat, her pussy contracting in spasms every now and then as her orgasm subsided. 

	I pulled out my fingers and wiped them on her face “you little slut”  was all I said before I left, leaving her dishevelled, confused and pantieless.



Molested on the Train



A mysterious, yet exciting encounter on the train.

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Molesting Kate



Hank found Kate on the couch in one of the back bedrooms. The leggy brunette, in her loose tie-neck halter and short skirt, had a dreamy smile on her pretty face, her eyes unfocused as she listened to the music coming from the party downstairs. Quietly, Hank pushed the door shut and turned the lock. 

"Hi," she said, smiling at him as he sat down next to her. "Having fun?"

"Oh yeah," Hank smirked. "I think I'm about to have a lot of fun."

Grinning, he leaned in and kissed her. She purred like a cat as her lips parted, gently kissing him back. He tasted alcohol on her lips, sweet and bitter mingled with the warm taste of her. Hungrily, Hank kissed her harder, his tongue dancing past her lips. Pressing close, he felt Kate's soft, warm curves against his side. 

Panting, Kate lowered her head, breaking the kiss. She looked up at him, a little shyly but smiling. Hank leered down at her. He wanted her desperately. It was a need that washed away all pretense of self-restraint. His hand grabbed the back of her hair, pulling her head up. Kate gasped as Hank's lips crushed into hers again. He kissed her passionately as his free hand roamed down her arm, along her side, finally rising to cup her firm, pert breast. 

"Hey," she laughed, squirming and pushing to dislodge that wandering hand.

Hank grinned at her, pulling her back into the kiss. After a moment, his hand wandered again, up her side, along her back and again to the round curve of her breast. Kate squirmed again, but Hank held her firmly, and with a sigh against his hungry lips, she relented. 

Hank kissed her with even greater passion while his hand squeezed and caressed her breast. Slowly, his fingers sought out the edge of her loose top and slipped under to brush the bare skin of her cleavage.

"Hey," Kate whined, pushing his seeking hand away.

Growling, Hank pulled her back into the kiss again. Shifting, he pushed his body down against Kate's, pinning her to the couch as he kissed her. No pretense now, he cupped her breast, pushing his fingers under the side of her top, pulling at it.

"Hey," Kate cried, pushing him back. "No." 

Frustrated, Hank pushed Kate back, his weight holding her down, his fingers pawing at the triangle of fabric covering the firm curve of her breast. Kate's hands flailed back, swatting and pushing at his arm. As quickly as the struggle started, Hank stopped, raising his offending hand away in a conciliatory gesture. 

With a rueful sigh, he smiled down at Kate. Then he leaned in and kissed her gently. For a moment Kate's expression was wary, but as their lips met again, she yielded. Hank kissed her softly at first, then with slowly renewed passion. As her soft body relaxed again under his, Hank's hand began to wander again, cupping her breast through the fabric of her top. After a moment, Kate purred against his lips and arched her back a little, pushing her curves into his caressing hand.

As he kissed her, Hank noticed over Kate's shoulder that his hand, behind her now, was resting on the tie that held her top on. Carefully, he shifted his grip to hold one end. With his other hand, he squeezed the firm young breast he so desired to really touch. Fuck it, he thought and slid his hand up her bare arm, to rest on her shoulder. 

Kate moaned a little as Hank kissed her hungrily. She didn't seem to notice that his open eyes were now fixed on the knot of thin fabric that was the obstruction of his desires. Slowly, he took a grip on the other end of the tie. Kissing her hard, he pulled and felt the knot part. Kate started a little, breaking their kiss. Before she could do more, Hank pulled hard on the ties, dragging with them the little triangles of fabric that covered Kate's breasts. 

"No," Kate whined as her breast was suddenly bared. 

Quick, like a striking snake, Hank dipped his head and took Kate's naked tit in his mouth, sucking hard on the little pink bud of her nipple. Kate moaned and writhed under him, the shock of pleasure mingling with reluctance. Grinning, Hank let her tit drop from his mouth and looked at her.

Kate squirmed in his slackened grip. Her arms came up, doggedly covering her nipples again. Growling in frustration, Hank grabbed her wrist and forced her arm away, leering again down at her exposed curves.

"No. Stop." Kate struggled in his grip, trying to cover herself. 

"Quit it," Hank growled. 

"I want my shirt back," Kate pleaded, pulling her arms once again protectively over her bare breast. 

Hank roared wordlessly, furious. Unthinking, his hand lashed out, seizing Kate around the neck , forcing her head back. She whimpered, wide-eyed as his grip caught her breath in her throat. Violently, he forced his lips against hers. He crushed his weight against her, pinning her helpless against the back of the couch. 

Hank felt more than heard the little whimpering sounds Kate made against his lips. He pawed at her tit, but in spite of everything, her arm desperately blocked him. In a fury, Hank thrust his free hand between Kate's legs, up under her skirt. 

Startled, he leaned back, breaking off his wild kiss, and looked down. Between Kate's legs, Hank's fingers were pressed against bare folds of wet, soft flesh, unimpeded by any fabric.

"What the fuck?" Hank chuckled, as his fingers slid easily into Kate's soaked pussy. The pretty brunette gasped as his touch penetrated her. 

"You're just a fucking slut," Hank snarled. Kate moaned as his fingers worked inside her, her eyes wide and panicked under his leering gaze.

Hank jumped to his feet, roughly dragging Kate up by his grip around her neck. Carelessly, he pulled her across the room to the bed and tossed her down. The pretty young woman fell in a tangled heap, looking up at him. Her top hung in a loose bunch around her midriff, her pert tits with their little rosebud nipples finally bare to his gaze. Her little skirt was tangled around her waist. Before Kate could move, Hank seized hold of that short skirt, yanked it off and tossed it aside. He leered down at her bared hips and the nest of wet, dark hair between her legs. 

Looking up at him, Kate started to squirm away, crawling on her back over the bed. Hank pounced, landing next to her on the bed. He grasped at the bundled fabric of her top and pulled it upward, to drag it over her head. Kate struggled against him, desperately clinging to the notion of keeping her top, like a talisman. Hank roughly dragged it back up over her tits, over her head and up her arms. In a flash of perverse fury, he twisted the top she had been so intent on keeping into a knot around her wrists, using it to pin her arms over her head as he roughly kissed her again. 

Rearing up, Hank closed one hand once again around Kate's neck, gripping tight enough to still her and pin her down, while leaving her just enough freedom to breathe. His other hand slapped hard against the wetness between her legs. Kate gasped and whimpered as Hank's fingers once again slid easily into her wet pussy. 

"Oh," she cried as his fingers worked within her. Roughly, he probed her and touched her, his fingers circling her clit. Kate moaned. Hank dropped his head to suck on her naked tits, licking and biting her hard nipples, drawing startled cries from her gasping mouth. 

"Oh no," Kate moaned. "I'm going to cum. I'm going to... I'm... I'm cumming!" 

Her body bucked and shook under Hank's hands as waves of reluctant pleasure overcame the last of her resistance.

When the final spasms of her orgasm had passed, Hank sat up. His hungry eyes devoured every inch of her beautiful, naked body, from her tangled hair, down her flushed face, the soft curves of her tits, her rounded hips, her wet, swollen pussy and finally to her long firm legs. 

With a smirk, he reached out and grabbed her nearest wrist, the tangled knot of her top having been lost somewhere in her bucking passion. He pulled her hand to him, pressing her fingers against the hard bulge straining within his jeans. 

"You want that?" Hank leered at her. Wearily, Kate shook her head. 

Sneering, Hank sat up and opened his jeans, pulling out his hard thick shaft. Again, he grabbed Kate's hand and pulled her fingers to his turgid cock. 

"You want it," he grinned as her fingers closed around him and slowly stroked the length of him. 

Roughly, Hank reached out and grabbed Kate by the hair. Quickly, the young brunette struggled to her knees as he drew her head to him. Her mouth opened, and her lips slipped quickly over the thick head of his cock. Hank threw back his head and groaned in pleasure as her warm, wet mouth engulfed his shaft. 

"Oh fuck, you're a good cocksucker, aren't you, slut," Hank groaned.

Holding her by the hair, Hank urged Kate's head up and down his length, reveling in the soft warmth of her wet mouth sucking and licking his shaft. 

"Kiss it," Hank sneered. "Show me how much you like it."

Whimpering, Kate did as she was bid, kissing and licking his cock, even dipping her head to lick and suck Hank's heavy balls. While her mouth slid along him, Hank leaned over pushed his fingers back into Kate's pussy. Her gasps and moans vibrated against his hard flesh as he worked his fingers in her again. 

"You're doing real good, slut," Hank moaned. "Now, I'm going to give you a choice. I'm going to fuck you, no choice about that... but if you do a really good job, I'll let you pick which hole I fuck."

"Please," Kate moaned.

"Good sluts suck cock," Hank snarled, pulling Kate's head back onto his shaft. Seizing her hair again, he thrust her head down. 

"Good sluts suck it deep," he groaned, forcing as much of his length as he could into her mouth. Submissive now, Kate complied, accepting his hard length deep in her mouth. 

"Show me how you want to be fucked," Hank groaned. "Fuck my cock with you face like you want me to fuck you."

Vigorously, Kate started bobbing her head along the length of Hank's cock, roughly and passionately fucking his shaft with her mouth. Hank shook. His hips rocked and thrust almost involuntarily, fucking the young brunette's face. He felt his own pleasure building. Roughly, Hank grabbed Kate's hair again and pulled her face off his cock. He wasn't ready to be done yet.

"Now," Hank growled. "Which hole do you want it in?"

"My pussy," Kate moaned. "Please fuck my pussy. Fuck my pussy."

Throwing Kate down, Hank settled himself between her legs. His thick cock, wet with her salvia, brushed against her already soaked folds. 

"Where?" he asked again, wanting to hear the reluctant wench beg for it.

"My pussy," Kate moaned. "Fuck my pussy."

With a hard thrust, Hank buried himself to the hilt in Kate's wetness. Her body spasmed under him, and she cried out as Hank started thrusting vigorously into her.

"Oh fuck," Hank groaned. "Fuck you feel good. You like this don't you slut?"

"Yes," Kate moaned, her eyes closed, her face glazed with pleasure. 

"You like this cock inside you?"

"Yes."

"I'm glad you didn't make too much of a fuss," Hank groaned, driving into her. 

"The other guys might have come up, and then I would have had to share you," Hank mused as Kate's body quivered under him, "Still, I bet you would have looked real cute on your knees, with a cock in your mouth and another in your pussy." 

Kate moaned.

"What do you think, slut?" Hank looked down at her.

"Think?" Kate whispered. "Can't think."

"You just want me to fuck you, don't you," Hank chuckled, and Kate nodded weakly. 

Hank thrust hard into her, feeling Kate's warm, soft body yielding to him. He felt her quiver and shake as he filled her deeply, again and again.

"Another time," Hank growled, "I am going to pull out and cover your pretty face in cum. I bet you'd look so nice with cum dripping off you... but right now... I'm going... to cum... oh, fuck... to cum in your pussy!"

With a final hard trust and a roar, Hank's body tensed and spasmed. He felt himself unload spray after spray of cum deep into Kate's soft and willing body. Shaking, he finally collapsed on top of her.

For a long time they lay together, limbs tangled and sweaty. 

Finally, Hank spoke again. "Having fun?"

"Yeah," Kate replied weakly, "I think I had a lot of fun."