Unknown - The willing Usherette

The man on the seat was groaning, his head fell back against the padded seat and he began to make frantic thrusts. He had one hand on top of the lady's head and held it down while he came. Betsy gasped and shook when she imagined all that white mess shooting in her own mouth and was about to have her own little orgasm when a voice breathed in her ear.

"You shouldn't be playing around watching other people," the voice said quietly. "You're just lucky that I'm the one who caught you or you'd be fired before you even got started."

The shocked little usherette whirled away from the wooden armrest. Her slender body was shrieking with protest and demanding that last few hard thrusts that it would take her to climax. Before her, the humiliated little girl saw the head usher, a tall, handsome boy named Rick. The look she saw in his snapping eyes sent a charge of excitement and fear through her.

Rick paused and took a long look over Betsy's shoulder, then, grinning, he took hold of her arm and, pushing her ahead of him, started hurrying down the aisle toward the door that led backstage.

The minute the door shut behind them, Rick began to laugh. He still held her by the arm as he led Betsy behind the tall screen and to a small alcove by the back wall.

It was all so frightening and confusing! Betsy looked around her and shivered. The sound from the film was far away, the speakers were pointed in another direction, but the little girl could see the gigantic reverse images on the screen before them. Betsy stared in shock at what looked like a gigantic moving pillar before she realized that the image she saw, the image that was taller than she was, was a close up of a man's finger dialing a phone!! She didn't know why the head usher had brought her back here and she was worried beyond words!

Rick stood by the wall and was talking into a phone extension that hung there. Betsy stood very still where he left her and looked around. The back wall jogged for some reason and formed a small semi-room. The surprised little girl saw a table, a couple of chairs and a cot covered with a bedspread in the space.

Rick hung up the phone and flopped down on the cot. He was smiling at her as he motioned for her to come to him. "Hey, kid! Come over here and sit. I want to have a little talk to you."

Betsy didn't want to go over there. Something about the way that Rick looked at her frightened Betsy, but the thought of getting fired on her first night on the job was even more frightening, so she obeyed.

Hesitantly, Betsy moved toward the slim head usher. He was so handsome and looked so good in his form-fitting uniform that Betsy felt awkward and awed. Their fingers touched and the pretty little twelve-year-old shuddered. That funny, wiggling feeling flared back to life between her legs.

Pulling her down on the cot beside him, the handsome young man grinned at Betsy. "Was that the first time that you ever saw some chick giving a guy a blow job?"

Betsy was so embarrassed and shocked by Rick's blunt question that she had to hide her face in her hands.

Rick chuckled and Betsy was so shaken that she didn't react when he slipped his arm around her shoulders. "A pretty little chick like you shouldn't have to rub her cunt against a seat just to get off," Rick whispered. "At least not when there's someone like me around to take care of you."

He didn't give Betsy a chance to protest. Rick knew exactly what to do and he did it with such ease that Betsy didn't know what was happening to her until she found herself lying flat on her back with the good looking head usher bending over her.

He kissed her and this time, when she felt the pressure of his tongue, the trembling little girl knew what was expected of her. She opened her mouth and let his muscular, slippery tongue slip past her lips and search for her own. At the same time, the older boy's hands were moving over Betsy's hips and down her smooth, hairless thighs.

She was so surprised that she couldn't resist him. Rick's knowing hands drifted down over her bare thighs and each splayed finger left a glowing path of excitement on her flesh.

Their tongues were flicking and lashing against each other and with each passing second, the inexperienced little girl became hotter and more eager. Shyly, Betsy's arms lifted and wrapped around Rick's neck. She used her hold to lift herself off the bed and press her glowing body against his while he caressed her thighs and gently pushed them apart.

Betsy shuddered when she felt the boy's hand pressing against the silk-soft flesh of her inner thighs and she lifted herself again, using her splayed feet to press herself against his muscular body.

When the kiss ended, Rick sat up but he kept one hand between the gasping little brunette's legs as he used the other to unbutton his tight tunic. Betsy couldn't believe what was happening to her! The lovely girl shook and shivered as the older boy's hand moved up her bare flesh until the backs of his knuckles were pressing firmly against the swollen outline of her hairless little cunt!

"Please," Betsy whispered faintly. "I… I'm only twelve… you can't… ohhhhh!!" Rick had ignored her and forced the elastic of her uniform panties and her own tight briefs aside and had pressed two fingers in against the velvet soft flesh of her vulva!

"Don't kid me," the handsome head usher panted as he pulled his hand away long enough to slide the sleeve of his tunic down over it and then sent his extended fingers back under her clothing again. "I know Newt Simpson better than anyone around here and I can promise you that he doesn't hire any chicks around here that don't put out up front!!"

Betsy wanted to protest again, but the fingers had found the puffy separation of her wet little pussy lips and she gasped as they plunged in and found the stiff bud of her clitoris.

"Agggghhh… Oooooo, he… he didn't do it to me," the trembling little girl moaned as she shook her head from side to side. "I'm a virgin. He didn't make me let him put it in!!" Betsy's slim body was jerking and rolling, Rick's expert fingers were twisting and twirling in her plump little mound sending rocket bursts of pleasure up her spine each time that her rigid love bud was mashed or brushed!!

Then one of Rick's fingers began to press against the mouth of Betsy's little pussy and the girl moaned with pain and fear. "Unnnggghhh… you're hurting me! Owwww!" The lovely little girl was so busy trying to roll her stinging cunt away from the older boy's finger that she didn't see his free hand as it jerked his fly open and pull his long, skinny erection into view.

The blunt tip of the boy's finger found the taut membrane that told of the groaning little girl's virginity and Rick snorted in surprise. "Christ! You were telling me the truth." His other finger was still massaging the swollen tip of Betsy's little clitoris and the mixture of pain and pleasure that she felt was mind bending!

"What did you do for him, honey? I know Simpson, he didn't let you out of that office before you made him cum. What did you have to do to make him shoot his load for you?"

Betsy opened her mouth, but, instead of words, all that came out was a long drawn out grunt of pleasure!! The lovely little girl's dark eyes popped open and she stared with sightless amazement at the grinning boy as he finger fucked her into squealing, jerking orgasm!!!

"Awwwwuuuugggghhh!! Oh… I… huuuunnnnggg!!!" Betsy couldn't breathe. She gasped and bucked wildly as she fought to fill her aching lungs with air, but each time, another heavy jolt of pleasure would smash through her and take her breath with it!!

"Tell me about it, honey," Rick demanded as he continued to work his finger in her. "Tell me what you did for Simpson!!"

Betsy moaned, her hands crept down and gripped Rick at the wrist, pressing his hand against her squirming bottom.