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g+g, M+g+g, ped, cons
It's been nearly a year since I last wrote anything. Lots of
personal stuff happened and I just couldn't find it in me to
write. I tried again today, encouraged by a couple of good
friends and loyal readers, F.L. and A.V.. It turns out that I can
write, after all. A bit rusty, but that's what getting back on
the horse is all about.
                                                      Thanks,
guys!
                                                    Xoxoxo

The Academy
Chapter 9
by Annie Teall

                           Four Months Later


Spring had finally arrived and the sweet fragrance of blooming
flowers and freshly cut grass was in the air. A gentle breeze
caught Lexie Thompson's long, curly hair. Her Mom had just
dropped her off, and she was waiting at the entrance of Brighton
Hall for her girlfriend Annie to arrive. The two had been dating
now for 6 months. It was more than Puppy Love, they both
insisted, whenever their parents jokingly made the reference.


Lexie was wearing her Academy uniform, which consisted of a red,
white, and black box pleat skirt that fell to mid-thigh. A white,
short sleeved dress shirt, white knee highs, and patent black
leather shoes. Lexie had left the top 4 buttons undone, as was
the style adopted by most of the girls at the school. She and
Annie had made a pact to never wear panties, and neither needed a
bra for their flat, unformed chests. 


Lexie was 10 years old, while Annie's 10th birthday was coming
up. The blonde had been struggling with ideas for a gift. She
knew that it would be something of a sexual nature. That was a
given, due to the fact that Annie was a whore. "But I'm a whore,
too. Why can't I figure this out?" muttered Lexie as she saw the
Ander's minivan pull up.


The side door opened and Annie hopped out. "Hello, Miss Jennifer.
Where's Sophie?" asked Lexie. Jennifer smiled and waved, "She has
come down with something and is home in bed. You girls have a
good day. I'm going go and take care of her." Annie and Lexie
were already in a deep embrace when she drove off.  Lost to the
world around them, both were holding each other's faces in their
hands as they kissed. "God, I missed you over the weekend," said
Lexie as she planted sweet kisses all over Annie's face. "I
missed you too, love. Come on, let's get to Homeroom."


The two held hands as they made their way to Rm. 100. "Are you
wearing your vibrating egg?" asked Annie. "Yes, are you wearing
yours? You wanna turn 'em on right now?" "No," replied Annie,
let's wait till 4th period. Social Studies is so boring." The
lovers got thru Math, and were about start Reading when things
got interesting. Lexie grabbed her backpack from underneath her
desk and pulled out her Reading book. When she plopped the pack
onto the floor, the button to the remote for Annie's egg got
accidentally pushed.


Annie moaned involuntarily, and her classmates seated nearby
turned to look. The little tramp stifled another moan as a flush
rose up her cheeks. Lexie scrambled to open her backpack to turn
it off, when Miss Turner announced, "I want you all to turn to
page 117. Lexie, I'd like you to read the first 2 pages." Lexie
let the backpack drop to the floor, hoping it would turn off
Annie's egg, but this didn't work. She glanced briefly at her
girlfriend before she began to read.


Annie was squirming about at her desk trying to concentrate on
anything other than the egg in her pussy that was vibrating
against her now swollen clit. Lexie could hear her friend's heavy
breathing while she read her portion. Annie was going crazy; she
had her wrist between her legs and was squeezing her thighs
around it. She let out a long, soft mewl that carried all the way
to Miss Turner's ears.


"Miss Ander's, is everything alright? You're making an inordinate
amount of noise while Miss Thompson is trying to read." Annie's
resolve was almost gone, "Yesss, Miss Turner. I'm ok. It's
just......Oh God!" she screamed as she came. Lexie tried to take
advantage of the commotion to retrieve the remote, but before she
could get it out, Annie stood up, reached under her skirt, and
pulled the egg out of her hairless pussy. The string attached to
it was so slickened with juices that it slipped from her fingers.
The vibrating egg bounced and rolled to a stop at Miss Turner's
feet.


The math and reading teacher looked at it for a moment, and then
looked up just in time to see Lexie push the button of the
remote. The egg stopped its incessant buzzing. "Class! Continue
with your reading," announced Miss Turner, "You two grab your
packs, and come with me." Lexie and Annie followed the teacher,
wondering what would become of them.


Both exchanged hopeful looks when they realized that she was
taking them to Mr. Harris, the guidance counselor. "These two
girls have been very bad, and need to see Mr. Harris for
correction," she said to the secretary. "What have they done?"
"Never mind, I'll tell him myself," said the outraged teacher.
She burst into Mark's office, followed by the girls.


Mark looked up from his computer in annoyance, "How can I help
you?" Miss Turner proceeded to describe the turn of events. When
she finished, he turned to Annie and Lexie. Knowing that he had
to come off as stern, he simply said, "Explain yourselves." "It
was an accident," they both said in unison. Miss Turner exclaimed
derisively, "Oh an accident, indeed! You, with the buzzing egg
between your legs," and pointing to Lexie, "and you with the
remote. By the way, Miss Ander's, where are your panties?"


Mark looked Miss Turner in the eye, "I've got it. You return to
your class. Who knows what those kids are up to? I'll make sure
these two hussies will know the error of their ways. I will send
you an email to let you know how this is resolved." Miss Turner
backed out of the room and shut the door firmly.


"Mr. Harris, it was an accident. When I dropped my backpack on
the floor, it set off Annie's egg. Then I was made to read before
I could turn it off. Please don't be angry," implored Lexie. "I'm
not angry Lexie. I know firsthand, what whores you two are. You
just can't disrupt class like that. Annie, you should have
excused yourself, saying that you had to go the bathroom. Once
there, you could take the infernal thing out. I know. I've had
one up my ass before. You girls could have handled this better.
I'll have a talk with your parents, but I'll put it gently. I
don't think that there should be any punishment." He leaned back
with his hands behind his head, "That said, lock the door,
Annie."


Lexie walked behind Mark's desk and hugged him tightly. "Thank
you. Thank you. Thank you. We thought we going to be in so much
trouble. Is there anything that we can do for you?" said the
tart. She had unbuttoned his shirt and was caressing his muscular
chest. Annie had taken off her uniform and stood to his other
side, whispering into his ear, "You know what kind of girls we
are." Mark grunted, "Say it. Tell me." Both preteens started
dirty talking at the same time. "I'm a nympho slut. I can't help
it." "Me too. I'm a dirty, little prostitute that likes it up the
ass." Lexie spoke softly, "We don't need bras and we never wear
panties. I want your big cock in all of my holes." From the other
side, "I want you to shoot your hot cum up my stretched out
asshole," and then from Lexie, "Then I want to clean her and suck
the juices out."

Mark was hard as a rock. Lexie had his trousers down around his
feet, so he stepped out of them. She was on her knees in a
second. "It's so beautiful. May I suck it, Sir? I've been
practicing on my brother and my Daddy." The 4th grader didn't
wait for an answer. She moaned and wrapped her experienced lips
around the head. Mark began to slowly fuck her face. 


Meanwhile, Annie had straddled his desk facing away from him. The
totty suggestively swayed her ass back and forth, just like when
she wanted her dog Bobby to fuck her. "Please fuck me, Mr.
Harris. My asshole is always loose and ready to be taken. The
orgasm in the classroom was good, but I need more."  The nine
year old reached back and swatted her ass. "You can spank me
while you fuck me if you want. I've been a bad girl." Lexie's
words were garbled because she had a mouthful of hard cock. "Me
too. I've been a very bad girl."


Mark shoved her away, "Get under your girlfriend and eat her
pussy while I fuck the pretty, little thing." Lexie hopped up and
sidled between Annie's long, coltish legs. Both girls had
slender, athletic builds. Neither had a trace of pubic hair on
their luscious mounds. Their flat chests were devoid of
development. Lexie's skin was white and milky, and very sensitive
to the touch. Once Annie made her cum by just licking and sucking
on her bellybutton. By contrast, Annie was darker in nature. She
tanned very easily. Her mother said it was because she had some
Indian heritage. Not much, but enough to give a deep tan, admired
by many. Her long brown hair fell into Lexie's crotch, brushing
against her excited clitoris. She backed her ass towards the
guidance counselor. "Fuck me, for God's sake! Please!"


"Get it nice and wet for me, Lexie." Lexie grabbed her lover's
tight ass and spread the cheeks, revealing a hole that resembled
a vagina of a floozy that was much older. The anal slit was about
2  inches long. Her rectum hung loosely as Lexie ran her wet
tongue up and down, slobbering on it lovingly. She spit into it
one last time, and went back to nursing on Annie's clit.

Mark slowly pushed his cock into the preteen. When he felt little
resistance, he pushed in all the way to the hilt. Annie was used
to having cocks much larger than his. The little girl liked to
fuck her horse. Her asshole dilated to accommodate him, and he
began fucking her in earnest. Lexie tried to keep her mouth
attached to Annie's pussy, but Mark's balls kept slapping her in
the face, so she changed positions. She and Annie's faces were
now just inches apart. She held and steadied the anal whore
against Mark's hard thrusts.


As Annie's first orgasm overtook her, she wailed so loudly that
the secretary heard her. Mrs. Mullins smiled and took it in
stride. She had attended the Academy, and had worked there for
years. This was nothing new. Sex between the faculty and the
children was encouraged. She and her brother lived together as
husband and wife in one of the little houses on campus.


"Oh babe, I luv your O face." "Fuck you," panted Annie, "It's
ugly." "No it's not, it's beautiful. Your mouth gets wide, and
your eyes squint closed. Then your cheeks get red and, and, Oh I
just want to kiss you right now." Mark continued his rut as the
two girls made out. 


Annie shuddered as Mark's cock slid in and out of her bowels. Her
loose anus making sloppy noises all the while. "Oh my God! I'm
gonna cum again. Mmm! I'm so close." Lexie held her tightly and
whispered, "When you cum, look me in the eyes. I wanna watch you
when you pass out." Their lips were just barely touching and
shining with saliva, "Make sure he keeps using me, even though I
won't feel anything. I like to be used." "I know you do, luv. Cum
for me, Annie."


	
Mark could feel the slut's anus spasm each time a wave of
pleasure washed over her. Then it got incredibly tight when the
youngster passed out. Lexie watched Annie's pupil's contract, and
just like that, her lover collapsed in her arms. "Keep fucking
her, Mark. She needs to be used. I need to be used. It completes
us. We know and enjoy our place in the world. Our parents are
proud of us. We are whores! Fuck the little bitch. It's what she
wants! She wants to wake up with an ass full of cum. 


Mark could feel his penis pulsing. It throbbed with the need to
fill her bowels. He started gasping, "Oh yeah. This is good.
Ngah! The little whore came so many times that she passed out. I
have fucked her senseless. Gonna cum. Oh man......" Lexie cradled
the unconscious girl and pushed her back against his thrusts. It
was like fucking a ragdoll. Mark shot rope after rope of hot
cream into her used ass. His balls tightened and relaxed each
time a jet of slime shot out. He slowed down, pulled out, sat
back in his chair, and lit up a smoke.


Lexie gently extricated herself from under Annie. "Can I clean
your cock off, Mr. Harris?" "Yes you may, Lexie." After licking
all of the ass juice off, she went to Annie, who woke up to the
feel of a familiar tongue. "Ooh, that's nice. Get it all out,
babe." Lexie felched a mouthful of cum, and motioned for Annie to
ready herself. Annie opened her lips and held out her tongue,
waiting for the gift. The anal snowball fell in a long strand,
glistening in the sunlight that wafted thru the office window,
until it plopped onto the pre-adolescent's tongue. Mark observed
as the girls shared a passionate cum kiss.
 

While Lexie and Annie got cleaned up and dressed, Mark wrote
excuses for the girls. They had missed Phys-Ed completely and
would be late for Social Studies. He would have to email Mrs.
Johnson, their coach. The two stood before him. Annie looked a
little worse for the wear and tear. Hell, Lexie didn't even get
to cum. "You have redeemed yourselves, but I think that a weekly
counseling meeting for both of you is in order. You are to meet
me here for your free period every Thursday. It that
understood?"
"Yes Sir," they chimed. He watched as they walked away, hand in
hand.



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