Grace Wilkinson - The minister_s family

"Christ," Mitch moaned. "She can't be more'n sixteen can she… must be tight as a pipe."

"Fourteen," Lowell corrected and Mitch began stroking himself at the thought of what he was going to do to the child forty years his junior!

"Look at her tits… shit, why doesn't Dave start sucking!"

The men stopped talking and stared in silence as Dave's huge hand cupped the full rounded ripeness of Marilee's right breast, squeezing it until the girl's mouth opened with an evident, obvious gasp. Someone had found the other button now and suddenly the voyeurs had sound too!

The child's moans of pleasure/pain came to them clearly as Dave, still not satisfied, commenced to pinch the small rubbery nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it tightly between them. Suddenly, he thrust his head forward and his tongue shot out, swirling around the taut little bud, licking it lasciviously before his mouth closed over it. He sucked on the quivering bud as if it were some sweet little bon bon of which he could never get his fill, while his hand reached out to the nipple of her other breast, to tweak and twist it, too, into a throbbing erection.

Abruptly, he lifted his head, tossed it backwards, and then with an equally brusque movement, threw it forward again, to fasten his mouth harshly on her warm, moist lips. His flicking tongue pressed cruelly against them, forcing them open, slipping between her clenched teeth, to seek shelter in the deep cavern of her mouth, slithering in almost to her throat. Marilee, gasping for breath now, began to struggle against the older man, fighting for some fresh air.

She broke free at last, gulping for oxygen, her voluptuous young body trembling visibly. Hudson ran his hands down the sides of her naked body, then up again, rounding them over the luscious flare of her hips for a moment, and on to her slim waist. She stood still, trembling again, her eyes wide and round, like those of a young fawn, not quite sure, not quite confident, unable to decide whether this was a friend or a hunter.

Before she could come to a decision, she felt herself lifting off the floor. She was scooped up in Hudson's powerful arms, cradled there a moment like an infant. And then, with two huge strides, he crossed the room, and placed her on the bed. Again her eyes opened wide in partial bewilderment, while Dave stared down at the luscious form laid out before him. What he wanted to do was to fuck this kid so that she would never forget.

He continued staring down at her, feeling the churning in his loins, the ache that spread through his now rigid penis, the fire beginning to burn in his tender, lust-bloated balls. Jesus Christ, these little schoolgirls nearly drove him out of his mind. When he saw all those little girls over at Craven with their little tartan uniforms he nearly flipped his cookies. He had to restrain himself from jumping on them in the schoolyard!

"Spread your legs!" he grunted at her suddenly, and she looked up at him, uncertain, the eyes wide again and soft as velvet. "Open your legs!" he repeated, his voice harsh with lust.

Suddenly, he lunged forward, grabbing her thighs, opening them wide until the fleshy coral lips of her vagina were exposed to his lustful gaze. He dropped to the bed beside her and his hand slipped up and down the soft smooth flesh of her inner thigh, brushing to the peak, to touch with tantalizing lightness her soft, delicate young pussy. Marilee's eyelids fluttered gently over her big brown eyes and she lay back, her lovely child's body aching with pleasure, as she began to emit little gurgling sounds that indicated her arousal.

"Shit! Can you hear her!" Lowell mumbled to still another old codger who had joined the group watching the school girl as she submitted without protest to Hudson's ministrations. "She's a cherry and that's for sure." He beamed in satisfaction at the lewd spectacle, then turned back to watch; Dave's thick middle finger was tracing the thin furrowed line of Marilee's naked cunt, and then he slowly insinuated it deeper and deeper inside her moist vaginal lips while she squirmed beneath him, moaning quietly.

She began to grind her buttocks down into the mattress, while his finger teased the moist sensitive slit of her pussy, gently probing it, parting the soft pubic hair that covered her little mound. It played for a moment there, then searched out and found the tiny throbbing bud of her clitoris, massaged it gently until it seemed to spring to quivering life of its own. She moaned again, and then the moans turned to soft, half-hushed whimpers as Dave's hand curled under her pinkly glistening pussy to part the fleshy cunt-lips. His middle finger traced the narrow hair-lined slit once more, then found the moist little hole hidden within.

With a quick flick of his wrist, he shoved his middle finger deep between the throbbing pink pussy flesh, skewering it deep into the narrow cuntal passage. She jerked as he rotated it around inside, teasing the wet, sensitive walls, then gasped out a little moan of surrender to the lascivious plundering of her young, newly ripened body.

In the conference room where once the august members of the School Board had sat discussing problems of the district, the same members sat watching the lewd tableau behind the two-way mirror. Suddenly, the dean grew impatient. "Why doesn't Dave ram it to her? Shit, that little kid in there is dying for it!"

Harlan Dryer who had once been on the faculty of Billings college down the road from Craven Girls School spun around to stare at Dean Lowell. "Shit, if he isn't ready to fuck her," he advised, his hand indicating the bulge in the front of his pants, "then I will!" He began to unbuckle his belt, letting it hang open, then quickly unzipped his fly. He had started to pull his pants off when Matt Connors put his hand on his shoulder.

"Wait on," he said. "Get a load of that."

All the men that were voyeuristically observing the proceedings turned to stare into the other room again, and now they saw that Hudson had stood up and was struggling out of his clothes. The metallic rasp of his zipper signaled release of his cock and there was a rustling sound as his shirt and then his suit pants fell to the floor, followed by his boxer shorts. His thick, hard penis sprang out, jutting from the coarse gray hair of his loins and his hand reached down to grasp it, massaging it lewdly, pulling the foreskin back and forth over the hard, blood-filled head.

He knelt up between the young schoolgirl's legs now, spreading her thighs wide apart until the poor child was afraid she would split down the middle. He seized her ankles, levering her legs up off the bed, until her knees were bent back almost to her shoulders. The glistening, flattened place of the young girl's glistening cunt was presented to Hudson's lust-filled eyes, as well as to those of the group of men watching. He cast a quick glance over his shoulder, a look of triumph, and then aimed his thick, hard cock straight at the moistly pulsating slit.

"Do it! Fuck the kid for Christ's sake!" someone in the outer room called, his voice hoarse with his own excitement, while another voice chimed in with, "yeah, shove it in the kid's cunt!"

Harlan Dryer, half-stripped, suddenly howled. "Jesus Christ, he needs some help and I'm going to volunteer my services," he added, crossing the conference room and going out, pulling at the zipper of his fly and closing the door at the same time. Seconds later, he too, could be seen through the two-way mirror, pulling off the remainder of his clothes as he approached the bed while Marilee lay, her arms clasped around Hudson's neck, now as she pulled his strong, athletic body down upon her own.

Dave dropped on her twisting figure with a sudden crash, crushing the soft resilient flesh of her heaving breasts tightly back onto her chest. The large bulbous head of his lust-hardened cock parted her sparse dark pussy hair as he pressed forward against the elastic throbbings of her cunt. He pressed forward again, and suddenly the tight little virginal maidenhead gave way and the blood-congested head of his cock slipped wetly up inside with a quick, rushing sound.