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The New Head of St. Bartholomew's - Book 4
=======================================================================
This story continues directly on from the end of book 2. 

Thanks to everyone for their feedback and suggestions. I've used 
a small fraction of these as inspiration for this story, but there
are still plenty more to go! Keep the ideas coming...

Note: this is all a work of fiction - don't read it if you don't
understand that.

Prologue - The headmaster
=========================

I was nursing a double whisky in my office whilst trying
to calm down. Only half an hour earlier I had watched the young girl
Emma have an orgasm as I spanked her. I had had to leave shortly 
afterwards as looking at the naked, sweating teenager made me worry 
about losing my self-control and doing something stupid. I'd helped 
Emma's stunned father out of the room and left our biology teacher 
Miss. Wilson to clean Emma up and get her into a state suitable for 
returning to her classes.

Sitting on the desk in front of me was a camera along with the two
video tapes from the hidden video cameras that had recorded everything. 
Tapes that showed the chairman of the school board eagerly 
photographing his naked underage daughter as she masturbated. I 
unzipped my trousers thinking that life was actually pretty sweet 
and that I deserved a release from all the excitement. 

Just as I had taken out my almost painfully swollen cock there was a 
knock at the door. I hurriedly zipped myself up and shouted enter. I 
was astonished to see fourteen year old Louise enter the room and close 
the door behind her.

"Sorry for interrupting sir," she said.

"What can I do for you Louise?" I asked, thinking that having this
pretty little girl in my office was the last thing that I needed at 
the moment.

"Well," she said, bouncing on her toes and looking at the floor, 
before continuing breathlessly "it's just that my hair down there 
has started to come back and it is all itchy and when I scratch it I 
start to get excited again and I remembered what you said before 
about coming to you for release so...I thought I'd come and ask if 
you wouldn't mind helping me to have another orgasm..."

I put down my whisky glass and smiled at her. "I wouldn't mind at all,"
I said, "in fact we can do it now if you'd like."

She smiled back at me and said, "yes please sir."

"Okay, then, but perhaps first we should get rid of the hair again
if it is annoying you. Would that be a good idea?"

Louise nodded mutely at this suggestion and my already engorged
cock began to once again signal its presence in the front of my
trousers.

"Why don't you just come and sit here for a minute then," I said,
patting the chair next to my desk, "I just need to get a couple of
things together."

As Louise sat nervously down I headed into the outer office and
phoned through to Miss Wilson. She answered the phone quickly, 
sounding quite breathless. I quickly told her that Louise was in
my office and what was about to happen and invited her to join
the fun. She told me she would be up in two minutes. I put
the phone down and went back into my office to prepare the young
girl.


Chapter 1 - In the office again
===============================

Nicky Wilson had just dropped Emma off back in her classroom and 
was sitting, red-faced and excited in her office when the phone rang. 
Her hand had strayed inside her soaking knickers and was slowly 
stroking her swollen clit as she answered. As the headmaster explained
what was happening with Louise, her excitement began to increase
even further. Even though the desire to relax and release the 
day's sexual tension was great, this was too good an opportunity
to be missed.

Taking a few deep breaths after putting the phone down, she headed
back out into the corridor and through the school. Passing classrooms
full of attentive young girls, she began to fantasise about what
she might be able to do with Louise and the headmaster. Her
pace quickened as she imagined herself stroking the young girl's
magnificent breasts and perhaps tasting her virgin pussy.

A few minutes later she reached the headmaster's office and knocked
on the imposing wooden door. A muffled reply to enter came 
immediately from inside and she opened the door and went in. 

The scene inside stopped her in her tracks. Louise was lying on
her back on the headmaster's desk, her legs spread and facing away
from the door. Her skirt was lifted up and draped over her stomach.
The headmaster was sitting between her legs, studiously scraping 
away what was obviously hair removal cream. The young girl had
twisted her head in panic at the sound of the door opening and
was trying to sit up and cover herself, but the headmaster restrained
her with a firm hand on her exposed, lower stomach.

"It's okay Louise," he said to her, "it's just Miss Wilson come
to help us out."

This seemed to only calm the girl slightly and she stuttered, "but...
but...I thought that you said this was going to be a secret and 
nobody else would know."

The headmaster looked up to meet her questioning gaze. "Yes, I did
say that," he said, "but Miss Wilson has been in on the secret 
from the beginning as well. That's okay isn't it? You can keep our 
little secret can't you Miss Wilson?"

Nicky's heart was racing from just looking at the scene, "yes
headmaster, of course I can."

"Well perhaps you should close the door and come in and join us then?"

"Oh of course." She hadn't realised that the door was still open. As
she closed it, Louise visibly relaxed. She stepped closer to the
table and the girl tensed up again.

"Now, now Louise," said the headmaster, his hand pressing more firmly
onto her stomach, "what is it you are worried about? Surely you're
not worried that Miss Wilson might see your little pussy are you?"

"I...I..." the girl stuttered, "it's just embarrassing..."

"Well, perhaps," the headmaster continued in a soothing voice, "but
I think that if you are honest with us you will admit that you like
the idea of other people seeing you naked, don't you?"

"I don't know," Louise answered in a whisper her head turning to 
one side to try and hide her face.

"Miss Wilson, come and have a closer look at Louise's pussy and tell
me what you think."

Nicky needed no further prompting and, heart beating hard, she 
walked over to stand at the headmaster's shoulder and looked down
on the naked girl on his desk. The headmaster had left Louise's
knickers draped over her right foot so the scene was a delicious one,
her newly bare and pink pussy fully exposed to the two of them.
Despite her protestations, the girl was clearly very excited about
what was happening to her.

"You're a very pretty girl Louise," Nicky tried to reassure her, 
"you don't need to hide yourself from us, we're your friends."

Louise looked up at her as she said this and managed a small smile.
Nicky's heart pounded even harder. She wanted to taste this 
beautiful little girl and then lift her up and impale her on the
headmaster's obviously erect cock. For now though, she didn't know
what the extent of his plans were.

"Louise," the headmaster said, waiting for her to look at him, "I'd
like Miss Wilson to quickly examine you. I think, given our previous
concerns, that it would be good for a woman to examine you. Would that
be okay?"

Louise looked up at Nicky who smiled reassuringly back at her. The
teenager looked back at the headmaster and nodded mutely. He stepped
back out of the way and Nicky stepped forward. Behind her she heard
what sounded like a video camera being switched on. Louise hadn't
noticed this sound, she was looking up intently at the female 
teacher standing between her spread legs.

Chapter 2 - An unconventional examination
=========================================

For a second Nicky was unsure where to start, but then looking at 
Louise and her slick pussy she suddenly knew. With sudden decisiveness
she leant forward and started to unbutton the girl's blouse.

"What are you doing miss?" Louise asked in surprise.

"Shush, Louise," she answered with a calm that she didn't feel, "I need
to get a good look at you. Remember how you were examined last time?"

"Oh, okay, I suppose," came the reply, the trust in her voice increasing
the throbbing between Nicky's legs. 

The brief interruption out of the way, Nicky finished unbuttoning the
blouse and opened it up to reveal Louise's fabulous breasts, straining
inside her bra. The desire to get the girl naked was almost overwhelming.

"I think that this time we need to get you out of all these clothes,"
Nicky said as she unclipped the skirt fastening as well. She gently 
pulled the young girl up into a sitting position and slid her blouse 
off.  Next the skirt was pushed away, then Nicky reached around and 
unclipped Louise's bra. The large, firm breasts surged forward, eager to 
be free of their captivity. The bra was quickly tossed to one side and
Louise was sitting there naked apart from shoes and socks with a 
surprised look on her face. Nicky couldn't help admiring her cuteness
sitting there like that, but she had picked up on something quite
quickly - Louise was excited about showing herself off. Her nipples
were very erect and her pussy was wet with excitement, her face
flushed and breathing heavy. Nicky decided to push the girl a little
bit.

"Off with your shoes and socks too Louise please." 

Louise obediently removed these as well and so was now sitting there
completely naked on the desk. She had noticed that the headmaster was
filming events, but didn't seem to be too concerned with this.

"Headmaster, is Mr. Cooper free at the moment?" Nicky asked to the
man behind her who seemed surprised by the question.

"Yes, er I think he is," he answered, tearing his eyes from the naked
teenager for a second.

"Perhaps it might be a good idea to phone his office and ask if he
would care to join us?" Nicky suggested.

She looked around to see the headmaster nodding with a smile on his 
face.

"Yes, that's a good idea," he said, picking up the phone and dialing.

Louise looked mortified at the suggestion that someone else was going
to come and see her naked like this, but Nicky had a feeling that the
girl's heart would also be racing at the thought of it.

"Stand up please Louise," Nicky told her.

Louise stood silently, her hands fluttering in front of her as though
she wasn't sure whether she wanted to try and cover herself or not.

"That's good," Nicky said, "now I'd like you to go and stand in the
centre of the room and look back at the headmaster."

Louise obeyed and the two of them watched her beautiful tight bottom
as she walked across the rug and turned to face them. Her hands
fluttered nervously in front of herself again as they observed her.

"Now stay there for a minute," Nicky said, walked past Louise to
the door and opened it slightly, looking out to see if anyone was
around. At this time of the day it was unlikely that anyone would be
in this part of the school but she had to be sure. 

The coast was clear apart from a couple of men replacing a light
fitting at the far end of the corridor. Nicky opened the door wide
so Louise could clearly be seen by anyone walking past.

"Miss, what are you doing?" the girl hissed in sudden terror. She
now had one hand over her bare pussy and with other was trying in
vain to cover her magnificent breasts.

"Shush Louise. I thought it was a bit stuffy in the room and wanted
to let a bit of air in. Okay, I want you to do a couple of exercises
for me."

"With the door open?" Louise asked in astonishment.

"Yes, with the door open. Headmaster, perhaps you'd like to watch things
from this side?" she suggested, a sensible precaution in case anyone
came along.

Nicky walked over to Louise, standing wide-eyed and naked in the centre
of the room. The headmaster walked over to the doorway and stood there
with the camera pointing back into the room. 

Louise was trembling slightly as Nicky stepped up to her.

"It's exciting isn't it Louise?" she whispered to her.

Louise looked down at the floor and answered sheepishly, "I feel
funny again miss, but I'm scared too."

"There's no need to be frightened," the teacher reassured her,
reaching out to stroke the girl's cheek, "we want to make sure
that your feelings are released in the best way possible and I think
I know what that is, okay?"

"Yes miss, I suppose so," the girl whispered.

"Good girl, now close your eyes for a moment and put your hands
down by your side out of the way."

Louise obeyed, taking a deep breath to try and control the trembling.
Nicky stepped behind her, looked at the headmaster over in the doorway
and smiled. She reached around in front of Louise and very gently
cupped the girl's naked breasts in her hands. Louise let out a very
quiet moan as she did this. Nicky held the firm young flesh for a 
moment, savouring its weight and the fact that at last she was getting
to touch one of the gorgeous young creatures from her fantasies.

"That's a good girl," Nicky whispered into her ear as she very gently
squeezed Louise's breasts, "now just keep thinking Louise, you're
standing here completely naked as I do this and the door is open.
Anyone could come past."

As she whispered this last, Nicky flicked her thumbs over Louise's
erect nipples.

"Ohh, miss..." the young girl moaned.

Nicky continued to flick Louise's nipples, the girl occasionally
moaning softly as she did this.

"Let's go nearer the door Louise," Nicky told her, "keep your
eyes closed though."

Louise seemed reluctant at first, but her teacher pressed herself
up against the girl's back, moving her forward a step at a time.
As they stepped forward the headmaster moved back into the corridor
to give them room. He dropped the camera to his side so that it was
not clear what was happening should anyone look up the corridor.
Louise was standing in the doorway now, Nicky still holding
her breasts in her hands.

"You're right in the doorway now Louise," she whispered to her, "and
completely naked. What do you think anyone would think if they could
see you now?"

Louise moaned as her teacher suggested this to her, "I don't know
miss."

Nicky trailed one of her hands teasingly down Louise's stomach 
towards her bare pussy. Louise's trembling increased, but Nicky
didn't yet touch her there. 

"Grab the doorframe above your head Louise," she whispered to the 
girl. Louise obeyed without question her eyes still closed and
breathing hard.

"Now spread your legs for me...that's good...as wide as they will
go."

Louise was now standing spreadeagled in the doorway. The 
headmaster was looking at her and Nicky in astonishment. Clearly
with a woman on the team it was going to be much easier to get
the girls to do things!

"Now, let me see," Nicky said to the trembling girl, "I think
you're really enjoying this."

With this she placed one hand on Louise's naked bottom and slid
the other over her tight smooth stomach and down between her
legs. They both gasped as Nicky's finger made contact with the
slick lips of the teenager's pussy. Louise flinching with the
intensity of the contact and Nicky amazed at how wet the girl
was.

"You are a very good girl Louise," she said, with a smile
towards the headmaster. Slowly she began to work her finger back
and forth along Louise's pussy. Louise's breathing began to quicken.

"Ooh, miss," she sighed.

The headmaster was engrossed in watching the amazing scene before him,
but suddenly became aware of movement in the corner of his eye.
He whipped around in a panic to see Mr. Cooper walking rapidly
towards them. With a loud sigh he turned to watch Nicky slowly
working Louise's pussy. Nicky now saw the games teacher approaching
and reached slightly further forward to cup the entire sex of the
naked girl and hold her more tightly. Louise hadn't even noticed
that someone else had arrived so Nicky told her to open her eyes.

Louise opened her eyes to see that there were two men watching 
her being masturbated in the doorway. She started for a second, but
Nicky held her steady, one hand in front and one behind. 

"I think Mr. Cooper would like to watch as well," Nicky said to 
her, "you don't mind do you?"

Louise let her head drop again and she whispered, "no miss."

Nicky decided to push things a little further and flicked a finger
over the girl's clit. Louise moaned more loudly at this and bucked
back against her. 

"Why don't you have a go Louise?" Nicky suggested.

"What do you mean miss?" 

"Feel how I am touching you now?" the teacher asked as she again
gently flicked the girl's clit.

"Ooh, yes miss."

"Well, that is known as your clit," why don't you gently rub that
for us with your finger?"

Louise seemed to be open to any suggestion that her teacher came up
with and she let go of the door frame with one hand, reaching
nervously for her pussy. Miss Wilson, heart racing, gently took
hold of the young girl's breasts in both hands.

The headmaster and Mr. Cooper looked at each other in astonishment
as Louise slowly slid a finger over her pussy as Miss Wilson
squeezed her breasts.

"Look at us Louise!" the headmaster commanded her.

The girl, face flushed, opened her eyes and looked at the two men.
She moaned again, as she slowly fingered her clit. 

Seeing how pliant and obedient the young girl was, the headmaster,
driven to some extent by his throbbing cock, decided that it was time
to begin to work on some of his longer term plans for Louise.

"Does that feel good Louise?" he asked her.

"Oh yes sir," she nodded.

"That's good, but I know how to make it feel even better, do you want
that?"

"Yes please!"

"Okay, but first you have to do something for me, let's step back
inside my office for a minute."

The other two teachers swapped looks of disappointment with him
but he just smiled in return.

"I think you're all going to like this," he closed the door behind
them and turned to the girl, "Louise, this is what I want you to do."

Chapter 3 - Perks of fixing a light
===================================

Steve had just about had it. His back was playing up again, he had a
stinking hangover and now the damned headmaster had asked them to
help out with yet another broken light fitting. He didn't know what it
was about this place - must be something with the wiring. Still,
he had to admit, the place had some compensations such as the 
abundance of gorgeous young girls and some attractive teachers too.
He was trying to focus as much as possible on the latter so as not
to get caught out staring at the former. Steve was in his mid-50's
and was really doing this job as a favour to a friend who owned the
building company and was short-handed. He pretended to be doing
it out of the goodness of his heart, but the real attraction was 
spending two weeks surrounded by teenage girls all day long. 

His partner Ray was older, nearing retirement age and he muttered
to himself as he set up the ladders in the empty classroom that the
headmaster had directed them to next to his office. All the girls 
were in classes now so there wasn't even the distraction of them
walking past in the corridor to take their minds off the job.

"What a pain eh Stevie?" the older man said, "and not even any young
pussy to look at to distract us!"

"Shush!" Steve replied, laughing, "someone might hear you and then
we'll get kicked out of the place as the old perverts that we are."

"You're not wrong there!"

They both laughed as they climbed up their ladders and began working 
at loosening the ends of the light fitting that the headmaster
alleged to be broken. Just as they had worked the thing loose and
had the bulky fitting balanced between them, there was a commotion
at the other end of the room as a door burst open and a dark haired
girl bounded in, slamming the door behind her. She ran quickly towards
them, looking as though she was going to run into them. The light
fitting, though bulky, was fairly lightweight but it could still 
cause some damage falling on the young girl from this height. 

"Woah there!" Steve called down to her and she stopped in her tracks,
looking up as though only just noticing that they were there.

Steve almost gasped as he got a good view of the girl. She was 
young, very pretty, with dark hair caught up in pigtails. Her face
looked flushed and she was out of breath, but the thing that caught
his attention more than anything was her large, heaving breasts which
seemed to be barely restrained by the tight white t-shirt she was
wearing. Clearly she did not have a bra on underneath the t-shirt
and her heavy breathing was causing her chest to move in a very
interesting way. She was also wearing what looked like a very
short, dark gym skirt along with short white socks and trainers.
In a sports lesson, what the girl was wearing might have just about
seemed appropriate. Here it just seemed to be inviting them to ogle
her budding body.

"What's going on love?" Steve asked her.

"Sorry," the girl answered, "I'm trying to hide from the other girls.
Is it okay if I stay in here with you for a few minutes?"

"Of course it's okay. What's the problem? What's your name love?"

"I'm Louise," she answered breathlessly, "some of the other girls
have been after me and I needed somewhere to hide for a minute."

"Well, I'm Steve and this is Ray," he told her, trying to sound
friendly and reassuring, but not really knowing how to talk to 
someone of her age, "you can stay with us for a bit if you like,
we'll take care of you, won't we Ray?"

Ray coughed at this, but managed to blurt out, "course we will
love, no problem."

Steve expected the girl to find this keenness a bit creepy, but
she seemed genuinely pleased at their offer.

"Thanks," she said, leaning back on a table and looking up at them.
This action thrust her breasts out even more and Steve was sure
that even from up on his ladder he could see her nipples poking
through the material. Her position also stretched out her long
legs and he took in the sight of her, feeling an involuntary
twitching in his groin. A quick look over at Ray showed that he
was staring directly at the poor girl. Steve wanted to slap him
to stop him scaring her away. He wanted her to stay with them as
long as possible.

"Can I just stay and watch you work?"

"Er..sure..." Steve answered, not expecting this, "just so long 
as you fill us in on why the other girls are after you?"

"I..I'm not sure I can," the girl stammered, looking at the floor.

"Sure you can," Steve reassured her, "we're all friends here,
you tell us what's going on and we'll carry on with fixing this."

He looked over at Ray and mouthed "take your time" to him. Ray
quickly nodded and looked back at Louise who was still looking
down at the floor, her hands now clasped in front of her as
though she was trying to decide what to do.

Chapter 4 - Louise tells a story
================================

Ray and Steve continued to pretend to work on the light fitting,
whilst really just staring at the beautiful teenage girl below them.
Louise seemed to make her mind up and stepped closer to Steve's
ladder, leaning against it and giving him a great view of her
cleavage.

"Okay, I'll tell you," she said, looking up at him, "but you have
to promise to keep it a secret and if the other girls come in
you have to protect me."

"It's a deal."

Louise nervously trailed one hand down her thigh and left it resting
there. Steve found himself wanting to do the same thing. His cock
twitched again and he shifted position slightly to try and hide
his growing erection from her view. Luckily Louise seemed to be
oblivious to this, staring into the distance as she whispered, 
"they didn't have to steal my knickers."

"What..." gasped Ray, "what do you mean steal your knickers?"

Louise stepped over to Ray's ladder and leant against it, looking
up at him. Ray stared down at her beneath him and almost dropped 
his end of the light fitting.

"Careful Ray," Steve hissed, then, more gently, "go on Louise,
what happened?"

"I was getting changed for gym when the other girls noticed...er...
something about me that they thought was funny. They were all
pointing at me and laughing. I tried to pull my knickers up,
but they grabbed me and held me down, then Emma pulled my knickers
off and ran away with them...I tried to get my other clothes back
but someone had hidden them as well. They were all pointing and 
laughing at me so I had to run away!"

Steve felt as though his heart had stopped, imagining the other
girls holding this beauty down and pulling her knickers off.

"So...ah," his suddenly dry mouth caught him out and he swallowed
before continuing, "did you manage to get your knickers back before
coming here?"

"No," Louise answered, looking down at the floor again, "no, 
I couldn't, I just had to run away."

"Do you mean you haven't got any knickers on now?" Ray asked, butting
in, the excitement clearly audible in his voice.

"No," she whispered, looking embarrassed again.

"That's okay love," Steve tried to reassure her, "no need to be 
embarrassed - wasn't your fault was it?"

"I guess not," she answered, moving back over to his ladder. It seemed
to Steve that she was still breathing heavily. Surely she 
should have got her breath back by now after the short run from the 
school gym, he thought.

All pretense of working on the light fitting was now forgotten as
Steve looked down at her, wondering how to get a glimpse beneath
her skirt.

"So...er...what was it the other girls were laughing at you about?"

"I'm not sure I can say."

"Did they see something that they shouldn't?"

"Well, I suppose, but do you promise not to laugh if I tell you?"

"Of course we do."

Louise twisted one of her pigtails between her fingers in a girlish
manner, head tipped to one side as she pondered what to say and
then seemed to make a decision.

"They saw that I didn't have any...you know...hair."

Steve's heart began to pound.

"Any hair?" he prompted.

"Yes, any hair," she answered, pointing at the front of her skirt, 
"down there."

"Shit!" Ray exclaimed as the light fitting slipped out of his fingers.
Steve was taken by surprise by the sudden shift in weight and found
himself with one foot dangling in space as he supported the light
with his other hand.

Louise giggled at Ray's swearing and then came around and helped
Steve get his foot back onto the ladder. The feeling of her hands
on his leg, combined with what she had just said caused the front 
of his trousers to feel as though they were going to burst. Louise
had a clear view of this bulge in his groin, but seemed to ignore it.

"How...how old are you Louise?" he stuttered.

"I'm fourteen," she answered, then followed this with a lie, "it was 
my birthday this weekend."

"And...er...you still don't have any hair...er...down there?" Ray asked,
his eyes wide.

"No, silly," she answered, "I do usually, but my grandad removed it on 
my birthday."

Ray gasped at this and looked over at Steve, "Steve man we need to
put this fitting down before I cause any more damage."

Steve nodded and helped Ray slowly lower the light down onto a desk,
trying not to think too much about what Louise had just said. Once 
the light was safe and they were both standing on the floor in front
of her the need to know overtook Ray.

"What do you mean, your grandad removed your hair?"

Ray looked like he was going to try and touch the girl so Steve
placed a restraining hand on his arm. "Give her space Ray, just
let her tell us in her own time."

Steve pulled out two chairs for him and Ray and they sat, facing the
young girl. He beckoned for her to sit opposite them and she did,
tugging at her short skirt to stop it riding up too far. She then
placed both hands on her lap, her fingers twitching nervously.
She still seemed to be breathing heavily and her cheeks were visibly
rosy. Steve tried to stop himself staring, but he didn't know where
to look, his gaze drawn first to her heaving breasts and then to 
her bare thighs as they disappeared under her skirt.

"Go on, love, tell us about your grandad," he managed to say.

"It was my birthday on Saturday," she said, "and Mummy and Daddy 
were out shopping. I was getting ready for my party and sitting in
the bath. Grandad was visiting like he does every Saturday so there
was just me and him in the house. I'd been in the bath for five 
minutes or so when he knocked on the door and came into the bathroom..."

"He sometimes comes in and washes my hair and talks to me," she
said, by way of explanation when she saw their amazed expressions.

'I'll bet he does,' Steve thought, 'dirty old bugger!' He crossed his 
legs to hide his throbbing hard-on as Louise continued with the story 
unprompted.

Chapter 5 - Louise tells what happened with grandad
===================================================

I was sitting in the bath when there was a knock at the door. I asked
who it was and grandad answered, "just me love, do you mind if I come
in?"

"Okay grandad," I answered, "I'm just having a bath."

He opened the door and stepped in, "that's nice love, would you like
me to wash your hair for you?"

He sometimes did this when just the two of us were in the house
so I said, "yes please."

Grandad sat at the end of the bath and stroked my hair for a minute
then got me to lean forward as he poured water over me with a jug.
Then he massaged shampoo into my hair and left it for a minute
before rinsing it off. Usually he took longer over it, but this time
he was quite quick which was disappointing as I always liked the
way he massaged my head.

Anyway, he passed me a small towel and I wrapped it around my wet hair
and sat up. He was watching me with a funny expression on his face.

"What is it grandad?"

"You're such a grown up girl aren't you? So pretty. Mr. Robins was 
right."

I blushed when he said this. He always joked with me that I was pretty,
but I knew it wasn't true. The other girls always laughed at me 
because of my big boobs so I knew I wasn't pretty. I don't know why
he mentioned Mr. Robins, the old man who lived next door. I spoke to
him sometimes when I was in the garden during the school holidays 
and once he had invited me into his garden after I had been out
sunbathing in my bikini. He let me try a glass of wine, which was yuck, 
and it made me feel a bit funny. He started tickling me and pretended to 
chase me which was fun, but then Mummy called me in for lunch so I 
had to leave. I hadn't really spoken to him since.

"You're going all wrinkly," grandad said, "let's get you out of that
bath."

He picked up the big bath towel for me which wasn't usually what he
did - usually he left when I got out of the bath. I didn't think
anything was wrong though and so I let him towel my back and then
turned around for him to do my front. He gasped when I did this.

"What's wrong grandad?" I asked him, worried.

"Oh, my dear, you really have grown up so fast. It's just not
right."

"What do you mean? You mean my horrible boobs?"

"No, my dear, your boobs are beautiful, but I didn't want Mr. Robins...
er...I didn't want to see you with hair down there."

I covered myself with one hand, starting to feel a bit embarassed.

"Mr. Robins?"

"Sorry, love, just a slip of the tongue, I meant, it's your birthday,
you're only fourteen. Such a shame that you've already got that
nasty hair down there."

"But the other girls at school have it."

"Well, I'm sure they do, but I always think a pretty girl looks
much better without it. Don't you agree?"

"I...I...don't know. I suppose so."

As we were talking, grandad was slowly towelling me dry, the 
rough feel of the towel over my boobs was starting to feel nice
and there was a feeling in my tummy which I had started to get
sometimes.

"Why don't we get rid of it for you for your birthday?" grandad
said, leaning close to me and making me shiver a bit.

"I...er...okay, if you want to, will it come back?"

"Yes my dear of course, but it means that you'll be nice and clean
underneath your party frock. How does that sound?"

"Okay...I suppose."

"Come on then," he said and took my hand, leading me to my bedroom.
When we were there he pushed the door closed and took the big towel
from me, spreading it out over the bed.

"Why don't you quickly dry your hair for me? And put those ribbons in
your hair that your mother got for you?"

"Okay grandad," I answered as he left the room. I dried my hair,
brushed it and tied it in pigtails with the pink ribbons that
Mummy had left out for me to wear. I thought that I heard grandad
speaking to someone downstairs just before he came back into
my room carrying some stuff.

"Who were you talking to grandad?" I asked.

"Nobody love, just talking to myself."

He put his things down on the floor and then took my hand again. 
I stood up from the stool I was sitting on and then grandad sat
me down on the bed. It didn't bother me that I wasn't wearing
anything as it was just grandad and he had seen me like this so
many times before and always said that it was nothing to worry about.

"Okay, Louise," he told me, "I want you to lie back on the bed for
me."

I obeyed him and he told me that was good, then he said that I 
had to open my legs for him to get a better view of what he was
doing. I didn't want to do this, it felt too embarrassing,
but he told me that was just silly and he pushed my legs a bit. So,
I let him do it and just lay there on the bed with my knees drawn
up and my legs open for him.

Grandad coughed a bit when I did this and said something about needing
to sit down so I shuffled back a bit and he sat down on the bed
between my legs.

"Now, this is going to be a bit cold, but it won't hurt," he told
me, "what I want you to do is be a really good girl for me and 
keep still. Do you think that you can do that for me?"

"Yes grandad," I said, wondering why he seemed to be having a 
bit of bother with his breathing.

"Okay, so, to take your mind off things I want you to close your
eyes and keep them closed."

"Okay."

"Here," he said, offering me a lollipop and a teddy bear, "you
can have these whilst I'm busy."

"Grandad, I'm too old for that!" I told him.

"Well, perhaps, but the lollipop is nice and I always like to see
you with your teddy bear - hold it for me will you?"

"Okay."

"And promise not to open your eyes until I tell you that you can?"

"I promise."

So, I started to suck on the lollipop - it was nice - and I stroked
the teddy bear as it lay next to me. Grandad pressed on my thighs a
bit to make my legs even wider and then I felt something cold being
spread on my hair. I wanted to look, but he had made me promise to
keep my eyes closed. After a minute he stopped spreading the cold
stuff and I heard him stand up and open the door.

"I just need a bit of air, love," he told me. So, I just laid there,
sucking the lollipop and waiting, feeling slightly uncomfortable
with my legs so wide. I was also a little bit cold because I didn't
have any clothes on so I hugged my teddy tightly to me.

"Alright Louise," grandad said to me, "time to get rid of this pesky
hair." 

He then started to scrape off the stuff that he put on me. It 
started to feel a bit funny in my tummy again and then I felt
something else odd happen. It felt as though I was wet on my,
what am I supposed to call it? Oh yes, on my pussy. It felt as
though I was wet on my pussy and every time grandad scraped
some of the stuff off it made me twinge slightly inside. There
was a clicking noise somewhere else in the room, but I promised
I'd keep my eyes closed so I did. 

Soon grandad was finished with the scraping and he patted me with
a towel. 

"There, that wasn't so bad and now you look lovely."

"Have you finished then grandad? Can I have a look?"

"In a minute, love, not quite done."

Grandad was wiping me very slowly and carefully with a little
cloth or something. Then I felt his hand on my skin where it was
all smooth and sensitive. It made me jump and grandad asked if I 
was okay. I told him it felt nice, but it was very sensitive.

"I'm just checking that everything is okay," he told me and stroked
his hand over me. Suddenly his finger must have touched my pussy
by accident and the feeling was amazing. I cried out and tried
to wriggle away, but he held me down.

"That felt nice didn't it Louise?"

"Yes, but it was odd," I told him, "what are you doing?"

"Just making you feel nice, there's nothing to worry about. Just
lie still."

It then felt as though he was blowing on my pussy, although that would
have been silly. I was just about to tell him to stop when something
touched me again and it felt so nice I had to shout out. Whatever it
was started to move again and it started to feel nicer and nicer. I 
didn't know what was happening so I opened my eyes even though I'd
promised I wouldn't.

"Oh my god," I said, looking around. My grandad was kneeling on the
floor by the bed and he was licking my pussy! What was he thinking?
I wanted to say something, but it felt so nice, then I looked around
at the doorway and there was Mr. Robins from next door! He was
holding a camcorder and filming me. I opened my mouth to tell my
grandad, but Mr. Robins put his finger to his mouth to shush me
and shook his head.

I didn't know what to do. What was Mr. Robins doing here looking
at me naked like this and why was grandad licking my pussy?
I wanted to complain, but the feelings were too strong and it
started to feel too good. Mr. Robins came right up to the edge of
bed and zoomed in on me. He indicated that I should suck on the
lollipop and I don't know why, but I did what he wanted even though
I could hardly stop moaning because of what grandad was doing.

Then grandad started touching me with his fingers as well as
his tongue and I had to close my eyes again. Suddenly it felt as
though there was a pressure building inside me and I didn't know
what was going to happen. It just kept building and then 
everything started to twitch inside me. It felt so good and I 
had to moan really loudly. When grandad heard this he stopped what
he was doing and sat up to look at me. 

"There's my good little girl," he said, putting his hand on my tummy
and rubbing gently.

"You can open your eyes now," he said. So I did and noticed that
Mr. Robins had gone.

"Did you like that?" he asked me. 

"Yes, grandad, that was nice."

"You didn't open your eyes did you?"

"No grandad."

"Good girl."

Grandad stood up and looked down at me. "You'd better get dressed love,
it will be time for your party soon."

I sat on the edge of the bed and noticed that grandad was standing
stiffly, bent over.

"Are you alright grandad?"

"Yes, love, just a bit stiff after the excitement."

As I started to get dressed, grandad went downstairs. I went down
a few minutes later and saw that he was in the kitchen talking to 
Mr. Robins. They stopped talking as I approached and Mr. Robins
hid something behind his back - I think it was the camcorder.

"Aah, there's the birthday girl," said grandad, "Mr. Robins was
just popping in with a present for you."

I looked at Mr. Robins and smiled. He looked embarrassed and looked
down.

"Thanks, Mr. Robins, that's kind of you."

"Anyway, I think I'd better be off," Mr. Robins said and quickly left.

"You know that we have to keep what happened today as our little secret
don't you?" grandad said to me.

I smiled at him. I liked it that we had secrets from everyone, even
Mummy and Daddy. "Yes grandad."

"Mr. Robins was just asking, he wants a few odd jobs doing around his
house. It is getting a bit difficult for him some of the time
these days. Would you be interested in earning some pocket money and
maybe popping around to help him when you are home from school?"

I didn't know what to think. Mr. Robins had been filming me naked
as my grandfather did all sorts of things to my pussy. As I thought
of this it made me feel as though I was getting wet again.

"Yes grandad," I said, "I'll help him out if he wants."

"Thanks love," grandad said, giving me a hug, "you're the best
granddaughter I could ask for!

Chapter 6 - The aftermath
=========================

Louise looked up at Steve and Ray. Towards the end of her story she
had looked down, seemingly too embarrassed to look at them, but unable
to stop.

Stever was sitting with his hands covering his hard-on, trembling
with excitement as he looked at the young girl in front of them. 
All he could think of was what she must have looked like as she was
being filmed. God he would like to see that. 

Ray was in a similar state of excitement, though he had gone further
and was rubbing his cock through the front of his trousers as he
looked at the girl. He was trying to hide this from them, but it
was obvious what he was doing, though again Louise didn't seem
to either notice or mind.

Suddenly Ray spoke and Steve flinched, thinking he was going to say
something stupid. Instead he was pleasantly surprised.

"That was quite some story Louise," he said, "particularly the bit
about where you say you found that your pussy was getting wet. I'm 
wondering whether in fact that is happening again now?"

Louise looked down at her lap again and then answered quietly, "yes,
it is."

"I was also wondering," Ray continued, "if you might be willing to 
show us?"

"Show you...my pussy?" Louise asked, "why?"

"Well, I think after your story, we'd like to see it to make sure
that you are telling the truth. Not that we don't believe you, but 
it is a long time since we were your age and I can't remember what
such young girls are like. I'd love for you to remind us? We
could pay you if you want."

Louise's eyes lit up at this. "How much?"

Ray looked over at Steve, "er...twenty?"

Louise twisted her fingers in her hair at this and pretended to be
thinking. "How about thirty?"

"Done," said Steve, reaching for his wallet. He took out the money
and gave it to the girl.

"You have to promise not to touch me," she said, looking up at 
each of them.

"Oh...okay," said Ray with obvious disappointment.

"Better get on with it," Steve added, "before anyone comes."

"Okay," said Louise and stood and walked over to them. The two men
shuffled their chairs together.

Louise stood in front of them and reached for her skirt with both
hands. She was breathing hard now and her nipples were clearly 
visible, poking through her t-shirt.

"Do it slowly," Steve said.

"Okay," the girl replied, starting to slowly tug her skirt up. The dark
material slid up her smooth, pale thighs and then they got their first 
glimpse of her pussy. Both men involuntarily leaned forward. Louise
finished tugging her skirt up out of the way revealing that she had
been telling the truth about her lack of pubic hair. What was also 
very obvious was that her pink pussy was glistening with her
excitement. 

"Why don't you touch it for us?" Ray asked.

"Like this?" she responded, sliding her right hand down as she held
up the skirt with her left. She then slid one finger between the 
lips of her pussy and moaned as she did it.

"Jesus christ!" Ray exclaimed, "oh boy."

"Play with your pussy for us Louise," Steve said and the young girl
obeyed, repeating the movement that Miss Wilson had showed her earlier.

"Oh god," she said.

"Louise," said Steve, "how would you like to earn some more money?"

"Ooh," she moaned, not stopping her movements, "how?"

"We're having a party next weekend," Steve lied, "would you like to
come?"

"Ooh...yes...that sounds nice...who will be there?"

"Just the two of us and a couple of other friends who would...er...
like to see what we are seeing now."

"You mean other men who want to watch me do this?"

"Yes, are you interested? We'll pay you double what we paid today
if you come in your school uniform and put a show on like today."

"Sixty?" the girl asked, "okay."

"What, really?" Ray asked her, his gaze fixed on her pussy as she
masturbated for them.

"Yes," she answered, "shall I come without any knickers on, would
you like that?"

"God, yes," Ray answered, squeezing his cock through his trousers.

"There will be about six of us watching you," Steve said to her,
"would that be okay?"

"Ooh...yes..." she moaned, her breaths coming quicker and quicker.

Suddenly a bell sounded and the mood was broken. It was the end
of the period. Louise, startled, dropped her skirt back into place
and turned towards the door.

"I've got to go," she said to them, "sorry."

"That's okay love," said Steve, his heart pounding, "but we'll see 
you on Saturday won't we? Meet you by the back gates of the school
about 2 o'clock?"

"Okay, sure," she said, smiling at them as though what had happened
was the most natural thing in the world, "I've got to go now, bye."

With this she turned and ran from the room. The two men sat back
in their chairs and sighed.

"Shit!" Ray hissed under his breath, "I thought I was going to have a 
heart attack."

"I know what you mean," Steve answered, "that was incredible. 
Do you think she'll really show at the weekend?"

"Dunno, but I'm going to be keeping my fingers crossed!"

"Me too! Come on, fuck this light fitting, I need a drink, we can
finish off later."

Epilogue - Louise's reward
==========================

Louise left the room and headed back to the headmaster's office.
As soon as she had closed the door behind her she felt hands grab
her. She squealed as the hands seemed to be all over her, removing
her clothes. Within seconds she was naked and the headmaster
was carrying her over to his desk. He gently put her down
and then stood behind her, his hands roaming over her breasts.

Miss Wilson leaned over, between her legs and flicked her pussy
with her tongue and Mr. Cooper produced a bottle of oil from
somewhere and dribbled it onto her stomach and chest and began to rub
it in. The young girl's breathing started to come faster and faster
as one teacher licked her pussy and the other two worked on her
breasts and erect nipples.

"Where did you come up with all that stuff?" the headmaster asked
the young girl.

"It was a story that Mel told me...ooh, yes." she replied.

The head and Mr. Cooper exchanged glances at this interesting
snippet of information. Definitely something that they could
use later, but for now there were more pressing matters at hand.

Each of them leaned forward and took one of the girl's erect nipples
into their mouth. They sucked and gently nibbled with their teeth
as Miss Wilson flicked over her clit with her tongue. Louise
gasped and then bucked her back up off the desk as her orgasm hit
her.

"Oooh, god," she gasped, "that felt wonderful."

Her three teachers stroked her body gently for a few minutes as 
she calmed down and then they slowly came back to reality.

"I think you need to get dressed and get to your next lesson Louise,"
the headmaster told her.

"Yes sir."

As Louise was pulling her uniform back on, the head spoke to her
further.

"I have to say, you have a real talent for this Louise, I'm very
impressed."

She looked up at him and smiled, "does that mean that I can go to 
the party this weekend."

"We'll have to see about that," he told her, "come and see me here
after school tomorrow and we will discuss it further. Do you want
to go?"

"Yes please!" she said, bouncing on her toes, the eager teenager again.

"Okay, now off you go," he said patting her on the bottom, "Miss
Wilson perhaps you had better escort Louise to her classroom?"

"Okay," Miss Wilson said as she headed for the door, Louise was 
already stepping out into the corridor as the attractive teacher
stepped back towards the two men. Reaching out she put one hand
over the groin of each of them.

"Save these for me for a few minutes?" she asked, "I don't know
about you, but I feel like fucking my brains out..."

The headmaster looked at Mr. Cooper as the door closed, "I'm
game if you are."

"Too right I am!"

.....


To be continued in Book 5

If you'd like to read any more then mail and let me know. All 
feedback and suggestions welcome!

T.
toast_world@123mail.org

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