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SCHOOLGIRL'S FIRST DATE 5 (ped, bdsm, abuse)
BY SIMONE SUCHLER
[ part 5 ]
While the beautiful ten year old sat atop her sawhorse, carefully
adjusting and readjusting her cunnyhole over the sharp angle of the
wood, trying to make the sensations even stronger and better, Frank
pulled Sam several paces away and whispered his idea to him.
Sam frowned, not understanding the point of it. But he shrugged his
agreement. Frank had always been a little bit rougher than necessary
with Julie, anyway, but as far as Sam had ever seen, Julie seemed to
tolerate it pretty well. Maybe she even liked being treated like that.
Sam went over to the far side of the sawhorse and waited for Frank's signal.
Frank stood close to Julie's leg, eyeing the pretty pre-teen's
well-formed thigh under her tight, short skirt. Sam was out of sight on
the other side of the horse, so Frank reached out gently and touched the
hem of the little girl's skirt. He lifted the soft yellow material very
carefully, hoping Julie wouldn't notice, but in case she did and tried
to call out through the gag, Frank began noisily clearing his throat all
the while keeping his eyes glued to the pretty bare skin that was being
revealed!
Julie either didn't notice the lifting of her skirt or she didn't care,
because the only sound that escaped her delicate young throat was a low
purring moan of pleasure.
Frank thought perhaps Julie liked having her skirt lifted!
He sucked in his breath as the white cotton underpants came into view
under the rising hem of the skirt. He licked his lips.
Wow!
This was the first time in his life that Frank had ever seen a girl's
panties--while she was wearing them!
OH, BOY!
Julie shifted her weight forward suddenly, startling the boy, and making
him drop the skirt back down. Frank watched closely as the little girl
kept shifting her weight forward and backward over the pointed top of
the horse. This was very strange! What the hell was she doing to
herself? careful, If she wasn't she get a damned big splinter right up
her ... CUNT!
But the longer Frank watched the girl's movements, the more he saw how
much she liked doing it. He saw her head begin to roll loosely around,
her pretty face turning toward the ceiling and her long blonde hair
falling down her back and hanging loosely and free, swaying with the
slow rotating of her slender neck.
The sounds coming from her throat were not sounds of pain, but sounds of
real pleasure!
She wasn't groaning, she was ... purring!
And damned if her hip motions didn't remind the boy of that stag film
his father kept locked up--not too securely--in his office at home.
Motions the girl had done when the man had gotten on top of her and
stuck his prick into her cunt!
Was Julie ... fucking?
Was she somehow fucking the sawhorse?
Frank was astonished at the sensuality, the sweet instinctive well-oiled
humping of Julie's tight thighs and hips. The quiet sleek way her body
thrust forward, but only from her waist to her knees, then slipped
backward, running her cunny slit back and forth along that pointed rail
of love!
Then, for the first time, Frank noticed the sweet perfume in the air.
He had no idea of what that smell was, but he knew he liked it! Loved
it! And wanted to smell it forever!
He watched her thighs, watched so close that if he hadn't shifted his
own weight to one side, little Julie's tummy would have touched his nose!
Damn! That smell! It's so strong right here in front of Julie! Could it
be ... her?
Frank sniffed as quietly as he could, as close as he could to Julie's
slowly undulating pussy.
WOW! HOT DAMN! THAT'S IT!
He threw all caution to the winds and touched the front of Julie's short
yellow skirt where it rode the rail of the horse. Sam popped his head up
on the other side, giving Frank a look of boredom, but when he saw Frank
quickly motion him to keep silent and just watch, Sam shook his head and
sighed loudly.
But he watched, his eyes growing wider and wider as Frank carefully
lifted up the very front of the girl's skirt, and kept lifting until
both boys could duck their heads the slightest bit and look directly
under her dress and see her panties!
And what they saw was amazing!
Julie's panties were all wet!
Did she pee herself?
No, that didn't smell like pee under there!
It was some hot perfume!
Even Sam took good notice, sniffing in the pure virgin fragrance and
closing his eyes with delight.
Frank held Julie's skirt as high as he could, part of his mind marveling
at the lack of protest by the girl, and partially absorbed by the sight
of Julie's panties pressing deeply into the pussy groove between her
puffy countless!
Both boys stared and stared as the pre-teen rubbed herself wetter and
wetter on the wood. Julie was so lost in her own sweet emotions that she
never sensed her skirt was raised, exposing her actions to the boys. She
had forgotten that the boys were in the barn with her, or even that she
was in the barn.
She was lost in a world of her own making, oblivious to everything else
in the universe except the deliciously warm pleasure glowing inside her
cunny and her pointy swollen nipples!
The fluids from her drooling cunthole thoroughly wet the wood she was
sliding herself over, and the small splinters of wood had ripped tiny
holes in the crotch of her panties, letting her bare hairless skin ride
directly against the wood itself. The splinters got so wet with little
girl juice that they didn't dig into her soft flesh.
They only helped provide better friction to her burning cunny lips!
She was moaning and cooing and purring in the throes of her very first
little girl orgasm! Feeling the rising tide of feeling spread slowly and
warmly through her tummy and cunny and titties until she really thought
she would go mad unless something drastic happened--and soon--NOW!
She gasped and shuddered, crouched down and jerked and sniffed in quick
little bursts of shallow inhalations and exhalations as she rode her
girlish climax on her wooden horse!
She was trying to bounce around on the horse, but the tiedowns to the
cement blocks prevented her from rising off the rail, so all she could
do to keep the rushing hot pleasurable pumping trembling violent climax
coming--coming--COMING, was to jerk her young cunt harder and harder
against the wood!
"Uh! Uh! UH!" she grunted, twitching her cunt forward again and again as
the flood of come spewed out of her virgin hole and began dribbling down
the wooden sides of the sawhorse!
She felt the wetness on her bare thighs as they slipped and slid over
the gooey juices on the wood.
It was wonderful!
Finally she hunched forward and breathed in a tremendous amount of air,
held it for a long long time, then released it in a long loud sigh
through her nose.
WONDERFUL!
Her first come!
Her very first orgasm! And it had been a pure delight! Pure pleasure
such as she could not have dreamed in her wildest daydreams!
BEAUTIFUL!
She wanted to do it again--immediately! And again! Forever! And ever!
Ohhhhhhh ...
"Wow!" Sam said aloud, breaking the strange intense silence of Julie's
first climax.
The word startled all three of the youngsters, and it made little Julie
sit up straight on the horse. When she did that, she tugged at the hem
of her skirt, feeling that it was not where it belonged!
She mumbled fiercely into the sock in her mouth, shaking her head and
shifting her hips to pull the skirt back down, but Frank held on
tightly, lifting the hem even higher, high enough to reveal the tight
waistband of Julie's pretty white panties and a wide expanse of bare
little girl tummy. And that sweet, flat tummy was heaving hard with the
remains of the pre-teen's lustful little climax, and the beginnings of
her distress at having her cunny exposed by her two friends!
The two boys stared at the wonderful sight of Julie's wet panties, her
sweaty come smeared thighs, and they sniffed and sighed over the strong
fresh odor of the little girl's sexual lubrications and come juices.
Sam just stared and sniffed, but Frank was getting hot for more than
looking and smelling ... he wanted the whole thing!
All the way!
Wetting his lips and moving his free hand carefully, hesitating and
trembling, he reached up and out toward the waistband of Julie's panties.
He felt the backs of his knuckles brush very lightly against her soft,
taut tummy, and Julie sucked her belly in hard, riding her cunny back on
the hard wooden rail of the sawhorse, trying desperately to avoid the
boy's touch!
"Sam!" Frank commanded harshly. "Get behind her and shove her ass forward!"
Sam nodded and hopped down to the end of the sawhorse. Julie couldn't
shift much farther back anyway, because of the tiedowns around her
ankles attached to the heavy cement blocks on the floor, but Sam gave
her tight butt a hard push and sent her slipping back toward Frank's
waiting fingers.
Instantly, Frank hooked his fingers down inside the waist of the
panties, drawing the girl's thighs and cunt closer.
Julie cried out into the sock filling her aching mouth. Her ankles hurt
like hell from the tightness of the ropes around them and the pulling
weight of the blocks. Her wrists were hurting, too, and she was getting
scared, afraid of what the boys might do to her defenseless young body.
But it was far too late to worry about getting away!
Frank pulled the front of the child's panties out away from the hot
tummy and tried to rip them off her thighs by force, but the material
wouldn't give so easily.
Sam wanted to see her pussy, too. He quit shoving on her buns and darted
around to Frank's side, his eyes going wide as he stretched his neck to
peer down into the steaming dark cavern inside Julie's underwear!
"Man, oh man!" he gulped.
"Hot damn!" Frank agreed. "Get something we can cut these panties off
her with!"
When Julie heard this, she started shaking and struggling wildly on top
of the sawhorse!
No! NO! she screamed in her mind.
She could hear Sam scrambling all over the straw littered floor, looking
anxiously for something sharp that would rip through the panties and let
him see her cunny, bare and hairless!
Julie was working madly at the soaked mass of her sock in her mouth,
twisting her head and upper body in strange contortions as she shoved
her tongue at the thing and chewed her jaws and shook her head wildly to
try to free herself of the gag.
She felt a corner of the sock drop down over her chin, wetting her soft
skin with her own saliva. But it was a start! She pushed and chewed and
tongued the huge wad until she felt it really giving, sliding out and
down under the twine that held it, weakly now, in her wide open mouth.
And finally it fell out of her mouth entirely!
But the twine still rested between her teeth. Julie sighed, breathing
deeply through her mouth, catching her breath, easing the strain in her
aching jaws and tongue.
The sock had fallen into the loose net of her skirt, between her chest
and Frank's clutching fist holding the skirt high, almost up to Julie's
pretty face.
He was so occupied with her panties he hadn't even felt the weight of
the wet sock hitting the skirt.
Julie wished she could see, but at least she could call out for help.
She took in a deep breath, ready to scream and caught her breath, held
it. Who could hear her, from inside the barn? No one, that's who. Damn
it all!
She felt Frank's fingers trying to pull her panties down lower on her
hips, but the position she was in wouldn't allow that.
Sam shouted, "Hey! I found something!"
"Get it over here!"
Julie heard the running feet and then felt Sam's rough breath on her
bared thigh. Something was passed to Frank, and suddenly Julie winced,
tried to back away, as she felt the cold, rusted wirecutters begin their
jagged tearing work on the waistband of her pretty panties.
She moaned.
Her only hope was to try to talk them out of this terrible thing they
were doing to her.
"Please," she whispered. "Frank, please don't do this to me."
Sam growled and groaned as he looked up and saw the gag out of the
girl's mouth. But the sight of the ropes between her full, wet, sensuous
little girl lips made his tiny fat prick rise hard and hurting in his
tight cowboy pants.
He stared at her lips as she begged Frank to leave her alone, to help
her get down off the sawhorse, to release her.
"Oh, shut up!" Frank ordered her loudly.
He was twisting the wirecutters this way and that, trying to rip the
material open so that he could strip it off her pussy. Suddenly the
elastic in the waistband gave way, and with a long ripping sound, Frank
tore the panties open down her left thigh to the legband.
"Noooo!" Julie cried.
"Sam, get up there and put that damned gag back in her!"
But Sam was too hot to hear the order. All he wanted to do was stuff the
girl's sweet mouth with his chubby little dong!
"Sam!" Frank shouted again, this time giving the boy a hard shove. "Gag
her! Stuff something into her mouth and shut her up!"
Sam suddenly doubled over at the sound of Frank's words, the thought of
shoving something--his cock!--between those puffy lips of hers and
filling her mouth and shutting her up!
He doubled over and clutched the front of his pants, jerking and jumping
up and down as he filled his underwear with come!
He'd come in his pants!
Creamed his jeans with the thought of fucking Julie's mouth!
"Ohhhhhh ..." the boy groaned, moving backward across the floor as he
kept himself bent over, squeezing his dick dry through his pants.
He backed up to the door, then suddenly turned and darted through, ran
off home.
"STUPID!" Frank shouted violently after him.
Julie didn't know what had happened, that her sweet mouth had made a boy
come in his pants, but her own heart was pounding wildly as she felt
Frank's hands return to their work of stripping her cunt bare of her
protective panties.
She suddenly thought of a new way to try to get out of this awful situation.
"Frank!" she called down to the boy. "Listen to me! If I'm up here and
you're down there, you can't do anything to me! Help me get down off
this thing! Put me down on the floor! Then I'll ... I'll help you!"
This made Frank stop and look up at Julie.
"Huh? Help me?"
She nodded. "Yes! What can you do if I'm tied up like this? I could
really show you my ... my cunny ... if you untie me and let me down.
I'll ... I'll even ... take off ... everything! I'll take off all my
clothes and let you ... let you feel me ... anywhere you want to! Don't
you want to see my ... breasts, too? I'll take off my shirt! I'll take
off my skirt and my panties and lay down on the floor and let you ... do
anything you want to ... to me!"
She was talking like crazy, a mile a minute, trying to get him to agree
to untie her and get her down from the hard horse. Then she could run
like hell out of here!
Frank slowly lowered the front of Julie's skirt and then tossed the
wirecutters aside.
"You promise?"
Julie nodded eagerly.
"Yes! I promise!"
"If you try to run away, I'll catch you! Boy, will you regret it!"
Julie wet her lips. "I won't try to run away, Frank! Hey! Don't you
think I might like to be touched!"
Frank hadn't considered that possibility, but when Julie said it, he
grinned and raised his eyebrows. Wow! All right! And he hopped around
behind her and began tearing at the tightly wound twine!
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