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Note to readers. This picks up where Youngblood   Chapter 8
leaves off, and is also the prelude to my new upcoming series  
The Academy.
A New Beginning
by Annie Teall
							
Chapter 13

The Headmaster
	

	Jim Anders sat at his desk checking his emails. He had gotten a
good night's sleep and was ready for the day. "Hello world," he
said to no one in particular. The 54 year old was finally
settling into early retirement. He heard a noise that startled
him out of his reverie. "Hi Grampa." It was his nine year old
granddaughter, Annie. She was a beautiful little girl with long,
dark blonde hair.  He watched as she walked into his office. The
tart had been practicing walking in high heels for some time, and
it had paid off. "You look very sexy, dear." The girl was wearing
a red lacy garter belt that held up nude, fishnet stockings that
encased her long, coltish legs. The fly-away top did little to
conceal her undeveloped chest, and hard little nipples. She had
chosen not to wear the matching panties.


	Jim stared at her pussy.  The slit was wet with arousal. The
young whore had spent the last hour on milking duty. Playing with
all those gigantic horse cocks had really juiced her up. "Can I
sit in your lap, Grampa?" Jim motioned with his hand, inviting
her. He brushed his bathrobe aside, revealing his erect penis.
Annie smiled as he picked her up. She guided his cock to the
entrance of her hairless twat as he lowered her onto him. Annie
was facing away from her grandfather, so he lowered his head and
breathed into her ear, "I managed to get your friend's father an
interview with the Headmaster, but I think that you need to add a
little something something to the mix. Do you understand?" His
hot breath and low voice sent shivers down the tot's back. "You
want me to fuck the Headmaster," she groaned as he slipped his
cock in and out. "Yesssss," he whispered. "Do you want me to fuck
him every day?" The whore was now slapping her clitoris. "Yes,
you little slut. I'm taking you to the Academy today, and I want
you to fuck him," he growled. "You should fuck him every day, and
attend your classes with his cum dripping out of your used cunt."



	Annie leaned back onto her grandfather and shivered. He ran his
hungry hands along her chest, pinching her little raisins. He
whispered dirty phrases into her jaded ears. The dirtier, the
better. "You little cock loving whore. You'd fuck anything,
wouldn't you?" The preteen replied in her high voice, "Grampa, I
am a dirty, dirty girl that needs big, hard cocks, and tongues,
and fists to fuck my holes. Gaah Fuck Me! Fuck me!"  The excited
nymph started cumming. Jim kept jamming it to her while she
whimpered obscenely, "Gramps, I'll suck the Headmaster's asshole
while you take his cock down your throat. Then I'll let him eat
my delicious, young cooter. Then I want both of you inside me.
We'll give him a fuck to remember. Your cock is so big! It's
gonna split me in two." She sat up and leaned forward against his
desk, and then began bouncing up and down on the old goat's rock
hard penis. 


	Jim watched the young harlot's tight ass as she repeatedly
impaled herself on his thick stalk. He could take no more, so he
picked his granddaughter up and stood. He twisted her around and
lowered her onto his desk. He looked down at her tanned, lithe
body. She couldn't weigh more than 60 pounds. "I'm about to cum.
Where do you want it, whore?" "On my face, Grampa. Please shoot
your hot cum all over my face. Make me happy!" she begged. He
pulled his cock out and masturbated to completion. "You are such
a dirty, little whore. Such a good girl," he said as he spread
his hot juice all over her blushing cheeks.


	"Is $500 enough?" he asked as he straightened out his desk.
"Grampa, you know that it's always on the house for you." Annie
smiled up at him. They always played this little game after
having sex. She liked being a prostitute and it flattered her
when he offered to pay. The whore enjoyed being reminded of her
worth. "When do we leave for the Academy?" she asked. He told her
that they had been invited to lunch. "It's too bad that Sophie
has a doctor's appointment, or she'd be coming along. If she's
going to continue being your toilet, then she's going to be
checked out regularly." "Well, I did feed her all weekend," Annie
confessed. "Grampa, you're really gonna like our new friend
Mollie, and her Daddy."


	John Hudgens was of a stocky build. At 50, he was broad in the
chest and still very muscular, he took pride in his fitness. He
leaned back in his leather upholstered chair and stretched his
legs. The latest candidate for the advisor position had just
left. Mark Harris seemed like a good fit. He leafed thru the
man's resume and considered. Well qualified, good education,
years of experience, and he came at an old friends
recommendation. He and Jim Anders went way back. The Headmaster
smiled at the memories of their shenanigans. He had told Jim that
there were two other applicants, and that he hadn't decided who
to give the post to. He stood up. "Well, my old friend, you
certainly know how to gild the lily," he said as a lecherous grin
split his face. He couldn't wait to meet Jim's granddaughter,
Annie. Jim had given him a couple of her videos in the Stable
Slut series earlier that summer, and now the Headmaster very much
looked forward to meeting the young pornstar. 


	He left his office and headed towards the kitchen, where his
wife of 1 year was preparing lunch. She looked quite fetching as
she flitted about, stirring this and chopping that. Cassie loved
to cook. He had met her when she was just 10 years old, as a
student of his. She lingered at her desk after all the other
students had left, because she was too shy to admit that she
didn't understand the math problems. He offered to tutor her, but
he would have to talk to her parents first. "You don't have to
call my Daddy. He's at work all the time anyways," said Cassie.
"What about your Mom?" he asked as he squatted down next to her.
"Mommy left when I was 8, and we haven't seen her since. Daddy
does his best, but he has to work all the time. I'm sure he won't
mind if I stay late after school."


	John called her father anyway. The man seemed guilty that his
girl spent so much time alone. He saw her off to school in the
mornings, but didn't get home until well after 9 o'clock at
night. He appreciated any extra supervision that she could get.
So, it was arranged that he would tutor her after school, and
then give her a ride home. One day she invited him into her home
and together they made supper. This became a regular thing.
Sometimes her father got off work early and joined them for the
occasional meal, but this was very rare.


	This went on for about a month, and the two were growing closer.
One night, they were just finished with dinner when Cassie asked
him, "Do you have a girlfriend, Mr. Hudgens?  Because you're here
with me almost every night. Don't you want to hang out with
someone your own age?" He picked her up and set her in his lap.
"I don't have a girlfriend, honey. With my schedule, I don't have
time for one." The youngster looked at him, "My Daddy sometimes
brings his girlfriends home late at night, but they are always
gone in the morning. I asked him about them and he told me that
men have needs. Don't you have needs, Mr. Hudgens?"  John was
surprised to be asked such a question from a 10 year old. Cassie
went on, "I can hear them at night, grunting and groaning, and
the bed squeaking. One time I snuck out of my room and peeked
thru the crack in the door. It made me tingle down there."


	She pointed to her crotch. The teacher felt his cock growing to
life, and so did the child. "I think that they were fucking. One
woman kept crying out, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
She squirmed in his lap, the lump in his pants rubbed against her
pussy. They held each other close and rocked back and forth until
she groaned and then went still. He had cum in his pants. There
was a large stain in the front and his underwear were all sticky.
He left that night with the firm conviction that that would never
happen again, but it did. On her 11th birthday he gave her the
present that she had been begging for. He took her virginity.
They had sex in his office at the Academy, at her house after
dinner, in his car on the way home. Once, when her father had to
go out of town for training, he asked John if Cassie could stay
with him for the week he was gone. The horny preteen was ecstatic
when she heard the news. They were very much in love. As things
progressed, her father must have figured out what was going on,
but he never said anything about it.


	She became pregnant the year that she graduated from the
Academy. She decided to put off going to high school till after
the baby was born. John still tutored her during this time. She
told her father that a boy at school was the Daddy, but he and
his parents had moved away before she realized she was carrying.
He agreed to raise the child as his own, but only if John helped.
In January, she gave birth to a baby boy, and named him Fran.
After high school, Cassie took a job at the Academy, and she and
Fran moved in with John, who now held the Headmaster post. They
married when she turned 18.


	Frannie was only 4 years old when Cassie started playing with
his penis. The boy didn't know what was going on. He just knew
that it felt good when Mommy touched or licked him down there.
John knew what she was doing, and approved. In fact, he joined in
most of the time. His Mother had taught him how to love a woman.
She was his first fuck, and they remained lovers until he moved
out after high school.


	He had his first orgasm when he was just 5. It was dry, but it
sure felt good. His Mommy had been sucking his cock, when she wet
her finger and slid it up his tight, little asshole. He shuddered
as a pleasure like nothing he had ever felt shot through his
body. His Mommy took his cock out of her mouth and held him
close. "Honey, you can have that whenever you want, as much as
you want. Mommy and Daddy will take care of you." "When will I be
able to shoot cum, like Daddy?" asked the curious tyke. "Oh, my
Frannie Bananie, it'll be another 6 years or so, before you'll be
shooting your hot cum down Mommy's throat."


He was blonde, just like his Mother, and stout, like his Father.
A good natured boy with a handsome face. Fran would be starting
the 1st grade this year. He sat at the table watching his Mommy
cook. The boy wasn't wearing any clothes. He looked at his
Mommy's ass. She was wearing an apron over her blue miniskirt.
His little cock sprang to life and he began stroking it. Cassie
turned around to see what the wet sound was. Her son was jacking
his dicklet furiously. She walked over to him and dropped to her
knees. "Let Momma help, baby," her pussy was horny wet as she
went down on him. John walked in on them, "You'd better finish
him off quickly, dear. The guests will be arriving soon." He
gently caressed her bobbing head. "Fuck her face, son."  Cassie
pursed her lips on his little prick as Fran did what his Father
had taught him. He shuddered to completion as his Mother nursed
on his dwindling rod.


	"What are you gonna wear, sis?" asked Sophie. "Something slutty,
I think. After all, Grampa is whoring me out so that the
Headmaster will hire Mr. Harris."  "Ooh, wear these tights,"
exclaimed Sophie. The white mesh material was embroidered with a
delicate flower pattern. Annie put them on and both girls
squealed. Their Mom had asked for alterations and the crotch was
taken out in the front and in the back. "Now I can get fucked
while I'm wearing these," cried Annie. Another bonus was that you
could see Annie's tanned skin through the pattern. Sophie handed
her sister a dark blue chemise. It had a deep V cut in the front
that went to just above Annie's bellybutton, and was backless.
There was a big bow at the bottom of the V that partially
concealed the slut's nipples. The bottom hem hung down to mid
thigh. Annie donned a pair of white ballet slippers, and the
outfit was complete. "One last thing," said Sophie as she handed
her something. "Aww, it's the Slut necklace that I gave you for
your 8th birthday. How sweet of you to let me wear it!" said
Annie. She pulled her sis into a tight embrace, and the two
engaged in a long, wet kiss. 
 

"Annie, Sophie! We need you both down here and ready to go in the
next 5 minutes." Both girls disengaged at the sound of their
grandfather's voice. "I'm ready. How 'bout you," asked Annie.
"Yeah, let me grab my vibrating egg," said the younger of the
two. "Sophie, I think I'm gonna fart." Sophie shoved the egg into
her pussy and ran to her sister. Annie raised the hem of her
chemise and turned away from Sophie. The toilet wrapped her lips
around Annie's asshole just in time. Annie felt the gases
churning in her gut, so she massaged her belly. A long, low fart
emitted from her bowels into Sophie's sucking mouth. It sounded
loose, kind of what you would hear from a Whoopee Cushion. The
egg buzzed away as the bottom lapped her tongue along the farting
hole. "Two minutes," came the voice from below. Sophie rubbed her
whole face on Annie's distended asshole before she was finished.
"We'll be down in a minute, Grampa," they yelled in unison.


They came down the stairs to find their Mother and Grandfather
waiting impatiently. "Look at your face, Sophie!" Jennifer bent
down and sniffed. "Shit?" She turned to her other daughter,
"Annie! Feeding your sister right before she goes to the doctor
is not good.  What do you have to say for yourself?"  "Mommy, I
wasn't shitting, I was just farting. You said that it was alright
for her to suck my farts. There wasn't any shit, I just ate
leftover chili yesterday."  Jennifer pulled a Handy-Wipe out of
her purse and cleaned the ass juice off of her youngest's face.
She stopped, "Kiss me honey." Mother and daughter embraced.
Jennifer licked the inside of Sophie's mouth and sucked on her
tongue, tasting of the ass juice. "Annie, you put hot sauce on
your chili, didn't you? I can taste it."


Annie kissed her Mommy and Sophie goodbye and watched as they
rode off to the doctor's office. Jim leered at his granddaughter,
"You look good enough to eat, honey. I like the SLUT necklace. It
suits you. And that top. Wow!" He reached over and ran his hand
over her flat chest, caressing each nipple in turn. This elicited
a small moan from the harlot. She cuddled up to him as he drove.
"Grampa, does the Headmaster have a big dick?" Jim and John had
had sex with each other during the occasional dry spell when
neither of them could get any pussy. "Well, yes and no. He has a
very thick penis. It's the thickest I've ever seen on a man, but
not as long as you might like." The hussy considered this, "I
like thick cocks, a lot. How thick, and how long is it?"  Jim
patted her on the head, "Annie, see that empty Coke can in the
cup holder? It's a little smaller than that, almost 3 inches in
diameter and 7 inches long."  


She picked up the Coke can and tried to wrap her lips around it,
but it was too big. "Grampa, it's too big to suck. Am I going to
be able to suck his cock?" Jim smiled, "It'll be a tight fit, but
you'll do just fine." Annie got some lube out of her purse and
coated the can with it. The curious tot hiked up her chemise and
spread her long legs. One foot rested on the dashboard, and the
other in her Grampa's lap. She gently pushed the can into her
hairless twat. The hole widened to accept the object. The top
half of the can was poking out of the obscenely stretched out
vagina. "It's like fucking Bobby's knot," exclaimed the dog
whore. She groaned as all but the rim of the Coke was in her
pussy. "I need to try it in my asshole," hissed the slut as she
pulled it out of her cunt. She squirted a healthy dose of lube
into her bowels, and pressed the can against her anus. The rectum
opened up like a blooming flower and swallowed the can
completely. "Don't get that stuck inside you, Annie," warned Jim.
Annie tightened her guts and the can came spewing out onto the
vehicle's floorboard. She grinned up at him. "Now that's a Coke
and a smile," said Jim wryly.


He pulled through a wrought iron gate with The Academy written
above, and drove down the lane that led to the school. "It's very
green, Grampa." There were well manicured fields to either side,
and the lane was lined with massive oak trees. The school was
well over 75 years old. The cornerstone of the Academy was
Brighton Hall, the main administration building. It housed the
offices of the staff, as well as the dining room, kitchen,
library, and most of the classrooms. Jim pointed as he drove past
it, "That's where you'll be taking your classes. That next
building is the Ivy Gymnasium. It contains a really big indoor
pool. On the other side of the road is the staff housing. That's
where your friend Mollie and her Daddy will be living. Look,
there's even a small Chapel."  Jim parked his car in front of a
yellow and green, two story Colonial that was the Headmasters
house.


Jim and Annie walked to the front door and Jim rapped the
knocker. John opened the door for his old friend. "Jim, it's good
to see you. Come on in. You must be Annie." The Headmaster leered
at her, his eyes zeroing in on the SLUT necklace. "Oh, I like you
very much," he said as he squatted down. "That's a nice, little
outfit you have on, Annie. I'll be your Headmaster when school
starts. You can call me John, if you'd like." 
Annie curtseyed, giving him a full view of her undeveloped
breasts, "It's nice to meet you, John, and thanks for the
compliments. My little sister, Sophie picked it out for me. Is it
slutty enough for you?" John smiled broadly, "Why yes it is, you
adorable dumpling. Let me introduce you to my family." He stood
up and led them to the kitchen. "Jim, you met Cassie at our
wedding. Cassie, this is Annie. Annie will be attending the
Academy for the first time, this year. This is our son, Fran.
He'll be starting the 1st grade."


	After the introductions were made, John ushered them into the
parlor, where Cassie offered drinks. "I'll be back with them in a
moment. I need to take something out of the oven," said the hot
hostess. "I can help you out if you'd like," offered Annie.
"That's so sweet of you. Follow me." All eyes in the room
followed the nine year old as she walked to the kitchen.  She
returned a few moments later with the drinks. Fran already had
his juice box, so she handed Jim his cocktail, and then turned to
John. "Here's your drink, Sir," she said, handing him the
beverage. The tart then straddled his thigh and leaned in and
whispered very slow and sexily in his ear, "Mr. Head.........
Master.........My Grampa tells me that you have a very thick
cock. I like big, thick cocks."  He could feel the heat coming
off of her pussy as she ground it against his leg. Suddenly the
cocktease stood up, kissed him on the cheek, and declared, "I
can't wait till after lunch. I just love dessert."  She then
returned to the kitchen to help Cassie. John looked down at where
she had been grinding against him. There was a large stain of
pussy juice on his pants. He readjusted his swollen package.
 

	As they were readying the lunch, Annie cast furtive glances at
the blue-eyed blonde. The teen was very pretty, with a round face
and cute, little button nose. She finally got up the nerve to ask
a question, "I hope you don't mind my asking, Cassie, but how old
are you?"  Cassie laughed, "I get that a lot. I'm 19. Most folks
think I'm still in high school, but I don't mind. I'd rather look
young, than old." Annie interrupted, "and how old is Fran?" "He's
6," she saw the look in Annie's eyes, "Yes, that means I had him
when I was 13. His Daddy has always liked his girls to be very
young. John met me when I was a student of his. I was just 10.
How old are you Annie?" "I'm nine, and I am a whore."  The
teenager looked at Annie a glint in her eyes. They were standing
face to face, and Cassie pointed to the Annie's necklace, "Do you
mind?"  Annie chewed on her lower lip as she nodded. Cassie bent
down and examined it closely. Annie could feel the teen's breath
on her bare skin. She grasped the back of Cassie's head and
pulled her to. The blonde moaned into Annie's ear, "and you do
girls, as well?" The preteen gasped, "Yesss...," and the two
kissed. The older girl broke away, "As much as I'd like to make
love to you right here, let's eat first. There will be plenty of
time afterwards, Ok?"


	Lunch consisted of Tossed Salad, Stuffed Flounder, and Rice
Pilaf. "This is Flounder is so good. What's in the stuffing?"
asked Jim. "Crab, and other secret ingredients," teased Cassie.
John looked up from his plate, "She got into cooking the first
year we met. Honey, do you remember all those dinners we made
together?" Cassie smiled, "Yes I do, babe. You told me that the
way to a man's heart was through his stomach." Annie chimed in,
"My Mommy told me that it was through his cock." Laughter erupted
around the table. "Well, you're both right. That meal was
fantastic, and I've got the hardon to prove it," said John. 


He stood. Dropped trou, and looked at Annie, "You ready for your
dessert, young lady?"  She looked at his cock and her eyes went
wide. "Oh... My... God... My new favorite toy!"  It was red and
swollen with desire from all of the little slut's cockteasing. 
She could see the big, thick veins pulsing with blood and need.
The Headmaster's cock was magnificent. It stood at complete
attention, jutting towards the young totty. The best word to
describe the shiny, mushroom like glans would be jughead. It was
like a jug at the end of a fire hydrant. She dropped to her
knees, and grabbed the thick stalk. She marveled at its heftiness
as she rubbed it all over her face. Giving herself a cock
christening and moaning all the while.


Cassie flipped up Annie's chemise and was delighted to see that
she would have easy access to the minor's pussy and asshole. She
untied the chemise, and tossed it to the side. Annie's nipples
were erect and popped out like little raisins. The Headmaster
pinched them as he watched her suck his cock. Cassie disrobed and
got between the girl's legs. "God, your pussy is so wet," she
groaned as the preteen sat on her face.   Annie had sucked some
big cocks in the past, but this was the thickest. Once the head
was in, she nursed on it, giving herself time to adjust. But the
whore wanted more, so she jammed her face down on it. "Damn,
you're good at sucking cock, but it's time to fuck."


Jim was sitting on the couch playing with Frannie's young prick
and balls. The boy was reciprocating likewise. He picked the 6
year old up and placed a pillow under his butt. "That's much
better. Now spread your legs." Fran's penis was hard and about 2
and a half inches long. His balls were small and undeveloped. Jim
took both the dick and balls into his mouth at once. "Ooh. That
feels good. Daddy! Look!" cried Fran.


His Father's attention was currently occupied. Annie's asshole
had no problem accommodating his thickness, so the two were in a
deep rut. Cassie's fist was exploring the slut's cunt. Annie
cried out while they double teamed her, "Oh Grampa. You weren't
kidding about his dick. The first inch is just as thick as the
last." Then her voice went low and breathy, "Fuck me with that
giant cock. Just Fuck me. When I pass out, keep fucking me. Just
Keep Fucking Me!"  Cassie was tattooing the girl's pussy with her
fist, alternating between her husband's cock thrusts, when Annie
went limp. "Just keep fucking her," said Jim from around a
mouthful of cock and balls. "She'll wake up eventually."  Cassie
held her fist still, while John continued fucking the unconscious
prostitute.


Jim asked his friend if Fran liked it up the ass. "Of course he
likes it. Just go slow. I've never been in past the head of my
cock." Jim took the boy missionary style. Fran groaned as he felt
the first couple of inches go in.  The man looked down at the
little blonde. The boy's cock was hard, so Jim took this a good
sign and thrust in two more inches. He was halfway there. He
looked over at his granddaughter while he slowly fucked his
friend's son. She had regained consciousness and was encouraging
John to cum inside her. 


He heard Fran's high voice, "More please. It feels good. Daddy
can't get very deep, cause he's thick. Please fuck me all the
way." Jim was only too happy to oblige. He thrust all eight
inches and the boy gasped, "Ahh. Yeah, that's it!"  He reached
down and started playing with his little pecker while the older
man fucked him vigorously. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum," he
yelled out. His voice was getting higher and higher as his
excitement grew. Suddenly the boy's body began to shiver as he
jerked on his cock. Then he relaxed. Jim thought to himself, "Of
course. A dry cum. His balls don't produce sperm yet." Merely
thinking of this sent him over the edge. "I'm about to blow.
Where do you want it, boy?" "In my mouth and on my face, please,"
replied the tyke. When Jim was finished, Fran's face was a mess.
A big glob rested on his forehead, both cheeks were painted in
hot, wet juice. The boy smacked his lips, and then washed the
rest of the cum in his mouth down with a pull from his juicebox.




The Headmaster pulled his cock out of Annie's asshole, and
flipped the girl over while Cassie's fist was still inside her.
Cassie kept her hand in place and nursed on Annie's clit, working
the hussy towards another orgasm. John was kneeling on the couch,
above the girl, and jerking furiously on his cock. The slut had
her mouth open wide and was lewdly licking her lips. Her eyes
were glazed and she was breathing raggedly. "Feed me your
delicious cum," she begged. Cassie alternated between licking the
entire length of the whore's hairless slit, rapidly flicking her
tongue on the clitoris, and then sucking on it. "Give it to me
Daddy. I need it," she moaned. The Headmaster could take no more.
"GAHHD DAMMMN! YEAH! EAT IT, SLUT! The first shot hit her
directly between the eyes. She saw the next one cumming and
licked at it obscenely. The hot slime coated her outstretched
tongue. She stiffened and cried out, "So good! It's so good! I'm
cumming." He kept shooting salvos of thick jism out of his fire
hose. Annie went into a mad frenzy. She used both hands to spread
the sperm all over her face and chest. "Oh Oh Oh Yes Yes YES! OH
GOD! HERE IT COMES AGAIN! Gaaaaah," she sputtered and then passed
out.

John turned to his friend, "She do that often?" "Just about every
time, especially during anal," replied the proud Grandfather.
Cassie was licking cum off of Annie's chest, "Lucky girl."  "Wha
happened?" came a weak voice. "You passed out, dear. Let me clean
you up," offered Cassie. The teen soon had Annie clean as a
whistle. 


John and Jim were enjoying cigars on the back porch. "I've
decided to hire your friend for the position of Student Advisor."
"That's good to hear, John. He's not really my friend, he's my
granddaughter's friend's father, and I'm sure he'll do a good
job. By the way, my grandkids think that his daughter is a little
fireball."  Annie walked outside in time to hear that last bit,
and commented, "Mr. Hudgens, You'll really like Mollie Harris,
she's a youngblood that you won't forget.











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