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Home For Girls 2
   Bruce the Las Vegas Lipsmacker
   (Anal, Cor, Group, Nc)
   Two weeks later:
   Fifteen year old Pamela Lane had heard and leaned a lot in her two weeks
at The Perras Home for Delinquent girls.  She leaned that she would have to
attend school, five days a week.  Clean, exercise and wash her uniforms, on
the weekends.  But, the most important thing she learned was that the
popular girls got privileges and better rooms.  Privileges like a black and
white TV, radio and a room with a toilet.  They could also pick their
roommates or sleep alone if they wanted.  They still had to use the
communal showers but they had a room with their own toilet.  That was
something that Pamela wanted the most, to use the restroom without the
other girls watching her.  She wanted to pee, dump and change her kotex in
private.  She thought she might be able to deal with all the changes, if
she could have just a tiny bit of privacy.
   Mrs Hardcare looked up to her left as her office door opened.  "What do
you need?  Did you ask your teacher if you could come to my office?" the
old secretary asked, straightening out her eye glasses and reaching for her
29 inch jockey whip.
   "Yes ma'am." Pamela stood standing erect, with her hands at her sides.
Being careful not to do anything that might offend, the old crow.
   "Well, what do you want!?" she said, leaning back on her chair, bouncing
the hard whip on the palm of her left hand.
   "Can I please see Mr Mann?"
   Mrs Hardcare thought for a second before picking up the phone.  She
spoke with the director for a few seconds.  She put the phone down.  "Go
in. And If I have to go in there because you are being disobedient I will
whip you until you are black and blue." the old lady threatened.
   The fifteen year old girl walked quickly away from the old bat and
turned the knob to Mr Mann's office.  She entered and closed the door
immediately behind her.  She walked towards the director's big desk.  He
looked her up and down, he had not seen her in two weeks.  Her tits looked
so good being held up by her small tight blouse.  He could see the front of
her pink panties, she had good posture.  The tall, thin old man smiled.
   "Did you shaved your pussy like I ordered you to?" he asked
   "Yes sir."
   "Come here girl." he ordered.  She walked over to his side of the desk,
she boldly got within a few inches of his right shoulder.  The 5'2 teen was
able to look down on him slightly because of his sitting position.  He
lifted her short skirt with his right hand and pulled the top of her
panties out a bit, with his left.  She would never allow a man to
disrespect her in anyway on the outside but, she was in his world now.  He
looked in and saw the beautiful tightly closed slit that he had opened up,
just two weeks earlier.  He smiled.  "Good girl.  Now, what can I do for
you?  I am very busy." he said as he let the top of her panties go then,
leaned back on his chair.
   "I need privacy." she said, looking down.  "Sir, what do I need to do to
get, a room with my own toilet?" she asked innocently.
   Mr Mann nodded his head and grinned.  It made him look evil.  "You have
to be a good girl.  You can deny me nothing.  You have to be at my beck and
call." he said, as he brushed her cheek with the back of his big hand. 
"You have to be totally loyal to me.  Do you think you can do that?" he
asked, as he looked at her face and body.  He loved young innocent girls.
He was sixty four.  There was no way, he could ever even think of being
with a woman his own age.
   "Yes sir." she said, looking up at him briefly then, looking back down
at her feet.  Her voice was so soft.
   "You will have to shower with me, let me cum on your food before you eat
it, lick my balls, let me piss in your mouth, let me fuck you in the ass,
let me spit on your pretty face, call me your daddy, put your clean tongue
in my butt hole and lap it up until I say stop.  That's what it will take.
Do you think you can do all that?" he told her like if he was telling a new
employee about her job description.
   Pamela put her head down.  "Everything he said was disgusting.  How
could a person want someone to do things like that?" she thought to
herself. But............."I would like to try, sir." she answered.
   "Well, lets see if your word is good.  Go to my sofa and face it.  Get
on your knees and stick your ass out, arch your back.  And don't fuckin'
move!" The pretty teen went to the sofa immediately.  Mr Mann looked from
his desk as she got into position.  The underage girl got on her hands and
knees on his sofa, just as she was instructed to do.  "Perfect height." he
thought to himself.  He walked over to the girl.  His eyes were on her
tight ass the whole time.  He dropped his pants and underwear to the floor.
He kicked them off with his shoes.
   He threw his tie and shirt on the chair near the little red sofa.  He
slid her panties down to her closed legs and bent knees.  Her checkered
skirt was so short he did not need to move it at all, it sat on her lower
back exposing her little plump ass.  He was an old man but seeing a fifteen
year old whore with her bare pussy and ass sticking out and no hair to
obstruct his view, was all he needed to get his dick hard.  He hated hair
on his girls, deep down he wished his girls were younger than teens.  He
always wanted to fuck a preteen but never got the chance.  That was his
only regret in life.
   He rubbed his cock on her once used pussy.  He tried to enter her but
she was too tight and he didn't want her pussy anyway.  He already had that
opening to her body, just two weeks ago.  Her hole was moist though and it
did wet his helmet, with a thick slim.  He moved his giant cock up and
down, back and forth.  His own leaking and her moist hole did the job.  He
guided his cock to the right spot and left the head at a place that was
used by her mom to take her temperature, when she was a child.  He felt the
heat on the head of his cock.  For the rest of her time, at his school, it
would serve as his personal entrance.  She was so pretty that no one else
would be allowed to fuck her.  He held her cheeks open, he looked at her
light brown eye.  And pushed.
   "Ow!  Ow!  Ow!  Mr Mann, that hurts!" she said and shook her head.  Her
teeth were clamped tight.  "This hurts and it does not feel right." she
thought to herself.
   "No shit!  It's supposed to hurt.  Your ass was not made for cock to
fuck.  But, my cock is going in anyway.  Now, shut the fuck up or I'll have
Mrs Hardcare whip you good." he said with lust.  He hated when the girls
talked while he was trying to enter their ass holes.  Teen ass holes were
hard to enter.  "Fuck!  Your tight!" His pre cum and her moist pussy made
his head slimy.  Her own self made goo, helped to squeeze in the thing that
would torment her.
   She gritted her teeth, she wanted to scream.  She made a fist and hit
the top part of the sofa.  She felt him force his way in.  He wasted no
time moving in and out.  He thought being gentle was a waste of time. 
Every time he pulled out, a little, he came back in a little further.  Her
butt hole felt like if it was burning.  He pumped the fifteen year old
without mercy.  To him they were all whores but, he loved using their
bodies.
   "It burns.  I feel like I have to poop." she thought to herself.  Tears
ran down her face.  She wiped her eyes with her hand.  She was just a
skinny kid, with big tits.  "Nothing makes any sense at this school." she
continued thinking, as the old ugly man with the big cock rammed her from
behind.  She didn't turn to look at him because he looked evil when he was
excited.  She remembered his face from the last time he used her, it gave
her nightmares.
   "She looks great from behind.  This kid has a wonderful body.  Fifteen
is a good age for a girl to get fucked in the ass." Mr Mann thought to
himself.  His big hands held her in place and moved her little body at just
the right pace.  He watched his cock disappear in her ass hole.  He loved
fucking teens in the ass even more than fucking them in the pussy. 
"Pussies feel great but, these little ass holes press on my cock from all
sides.  The girls always cry too, even after fucking them in the ass many
times." he thought and laughed to himself.  "It's a beautiful feeling to
see a pretty girl cry by something that makes me feel so good."
   He put his entire length inside her and stood still.  He was balls deep
in the 15 year old student.  He moved her body around with his hands,
without moving his dick out.  He wanted her to feel his whole cock in her
body.  He was breathing a little heavy.  So was she.  She was born fifteen
years ago.  He was already the director of this school, even then.  And
fucking some other kid.  "Ah, that kid is now thirty.  She is probably
married with children.  Damn, life is good." he thought.
   He placed his hands, one on each butt cheek.  He spread her cheeks out
and pulled himself completely out of her.  He stared at her open gap.  He
was so turned on.  He wiggled his cock just inches from her open hole by
moving his hips.  He was very hard, he steadied himself and re-entered her.
His hands went back to her waist.
   "Waaaa!  Waaaa!  Waaaa!  Waaaa!  Aaaaaaah!" she cried, looking down at
the sofa.  She couldn't wait for it to be over.  It was a very painful way
to get her own room and toilet.  He started pumping hard again.  He needed
to cum and get this girl back to her studies.  He pounded the child.  She
could not stop herself from crying out loud.  "Waaaa!  Waaaa!  Waaaa! 
Aaaaaaah!"
   He felt that familiar tingly feeling starting to build.  "Uhh uhh fuck!
Yeah!" he unloaded in her ass.  She was so tight that he could feel the
bottom of his swollen hose forcing out semen into her little hot passage
way.  He moaned, he wanted to sleep.  A good orgasm took a lot out of his
old body.  His body spurted out the last of his sperm.  He stood in her and
jiggled her ass, until he knew he was done.  He pulled himself out and
nonchalantly walked away, without saying a word.  She sat sideways on the
sofa, crying and holding her butt hole, looking at him and his big swinging
wet meat walk away.
   When he came back out of the restroom, he looked at her with disdain. 
"Hey, get the fuck up and go clean yourself in my restroom.  If you let out
any cum on my sofa or floor, I'll make you lick it up!" he barked at her
like if he was angry.  Her butt hole hurt so much that she had put her hand
on it right away.  She got up and went quickly to the restroom, taking
small steps because of the panties around her ankles.  The girl cleaned
herself and put some toilet paper up her crack then struggled to pull her
tight panties back up.  She washed and wiped her face too.
   When she reappeared a couple of minutes later, he was seating behind his
desk reading something.  She stopped and looked at him with doe eyes.
   "Are you still here?!  What the fuck do you want now?!"
   "My room with a toilet." she said, barely audible.
   "Go to Mrs Hardcare, tell her to put you in building A.  There are
several rooms with personal toilets.  They also come with a black and white
TV set and a radio.  Every girl there is a good girl.  Make friends with
them.  And remember, when I want pussy or ass or a shower or if I just want
to spank you till your ass is red and hot...........you better not deny me.
Understand?!" he said like a military officer.
   "Yes sir, Mr Mann, sir." she said, nodding her head.
   "Get the fuck out of my sight!  Just looking at you makes my stomach
turn!  Fucking whore!" he ordered.  She left immediately.  He checked out
her ass as she walked away.  She shut the door behind her.  "Nice fucking
ass.  I wonder how many men would like to be inside that?  What a good kid.
I like her.  I think we'll be spending a lot of time together." he smiled
to himself as he went back to looking at and recording the personal and
government donations to his school.  His school had a great reputation with
the public.

   Lunch time:
   Little 13 year old Vicky sat at the edge of Mr Mann's red leather sofa,
waiting for his nod.  When she received it, she leaned all the way back and
stuck her skinny legs up into the air.  Mr Mann admired her pink panties
from behind his desk, his mouth watered as he looked at his lunch.  She was
so small, so slight.  About five feet tall and 90 pounds, if that.  He got
up, walked to the teen and kneeled down before her.  She stared at his old
pock marked face with no emotion or feeling.  He buried his face in her
panty covered mound.  He loved to press his face and rub his nose in fresh
teen pussy.
   He loved unwrapping his lunch and she was his favorite meal.  He had
eaten Vicky out at least 50 times, more than any girl in the history of the
school.  He moved her panties to the side and immediately began eating. 
His nose smashed into her mound and his tongue attacked her pink rose.  He
was a slim old man.  He was educated.  He always ate healthy.  His tongue
lapped up the shaved 13 year old pie.  He wet the delicious slit with his
saliva as he flicked and teased her tiny clit.  She didn't make any noise.
He had no idea if she was feeling good or not and really he didn't care. 
He continued licking even as his office phone rang.
   "Rrrrrringggggg!  Rrrrrringggggg!
   He lifted his head.  "Fuck!  I'm eating my fucking lunch!  Can't I ever
get a break in this place?!" he said out loud.  Mr Mann did not like to be
bothered at lunch time.  He knew it must be something important.
   Mrs Hardcare put the phone down and looked at the three gentlemen in her
office.  "Mr Mann is eating his lunch.  You'll have to wait."
   "I'm sorry for not calling but, we need to speak with him." said Mr
Ruggert.
   The three men were all professional and wearing expensive suits.  They
had visited Mr Mann's school before.  Mrs Hardcare knew who they were but
they would still have to wait.  Her loyalty was to Mr Mann, not these men.
   Mr Ruggert was 58 years old and a muti-millionaire businessman.  Doctor
Ward had his own practice, he was a pediatrician but volunteered at the
school.  When Mr Mann called, the doctor ran.  He was 55 years old.  The
third man was Senator Packard, from Nevada, he was 49 years old.  All three
men were close friends of Mr Mann, they all were pillars of the community,
powerful and wealthy.
   He looked at the pretty teen's face as he put two of his fingers into
her mouth, she sucked but turned her head slightly and looked away.  She
didn't like the things he made her do but she always obeyed.  Once he felt
they were wet enough, he pulled them out and still holding her tight
panties to the side, shoved his two wet fingers into her tiny hot box.  He
had no concern for her feelings.  She jumped a little, it pained her so
much that she almost cried.  He enjoyed looking at the faces of little
girls when they were uncomfortable.
   He pumped his fingers in and out of her, fast.  She held her legs back
for him but secretly wanted to kick him in the face.  He moved his fingers
roughly in her then brought them to his nose to smell if she was clean.  He
loved eating teen girl juice.  She for some unknown reason tasted better
than the others.  Teen girls were naturally moist and wet because of their
age.  He sucked the juice off his hand then stood up.
   "Get up whore and get the fuck out of my office." he said, with a sneer
as he licked his fingers clean.  The kid got to her feet quickly and put
her little hand on her mound.  He hurt her, he always did, he was never
gentle.  "I'll finish my lunch later." She nodded and walked out of his
office with her head down.  Mrs Hardcare did not look at her as the girl
crossed her office but the three old men did.  They smiled, as she walked
pass them and out of Mrs Hardcare's office.
   Mrs Hardcare answered the phone.  "You can go in now, gentlemen." she
said.
   The three men walked into their old friends office.  As soon as the door
closed, they got down to business.  "Ron, can we get a black curtain visit?
Please?  We are hurting, man." Mr Ruggert said.
   "I'm horny, Ron." said Doctor Ward.
   "I've been spending so much time with the old bag, I need to get some
young tight wet hole." said Senator Packard.
   "Alright, alright.  I'll give you guys a curtain party but I need some
spending cash.  I'll expect the usual amount in two or three days." Mr Mann
got on the phone.  "Mrs Hardcare, get the viewing hall ready, have about
forty 16 and 17 year old girls on line." he said then hung up the phone. 
"They'll be showered and ready in about 15 minutes, boys."
   "Ron, can we get some 13 and 14 year old girls, this time?" Doctor Ward
asked.  "I want something a little younger."
   "No, they are not mentally ready for a black curtain party at that age.
No, and don't ask again." Mr Mann said in his usual straight forward
manner.
   The gentlemen all got up and poured themselves a drink before heading to
the viewing hall.
   The viewing hall was located about 50 yards from Mr Mann's office and
was built for one purpose only.  It was a narrow white building 75 feet
long and 8 feet wide.  The ceiling was vaulted, twelve feet high, the thick
wooden beams were exposed.  Girls were brought in at one end and left at
the other.  One side of the hall was painted yellow with plants and
flowers. The opposite side had windows that were six feet high, sunlight
came in but the girls were all too short to look out to the yard.  The four
gentlemen entered from the far end and looked down the long double line of
kneeling teens.
   One side of the building had twenty girls kneeling down with their
blindfolded faces to the floor and the top of their heads almost touching
the wall.  Their asses faced the old men.  The other side of the wall had
the exact same thing.  The girls were totally naked, their hair was fixed
in pony tails.  The experienced girls, that knew what this was all about,
wanted to get noticed.  They shook and wagged their little butts.  The
inexperienced girls, that did not have a clue what was happening, just
shook in fear.
   They could hear the heavy steps of men, as they started to walk down the
aisle, behind them.  Some foot steps went forward, some foot steps stopped.
The old men squatted or kneeled to examine which girl they wanted.  Some of
the men put their nose right to the girl's private area.  This was their
selection process.  Their big old noses went right to the pretty ass holes
and pies.  Some men put their finger tips in ass holes, to check for
tightness.  Some girls giggled some cried.  None moved or tried to get up.
   Mr Ruggert saw a girl shaking, he kneeled down and stuck his tongue in
the skinny 16 year old's ass hole.  He loved to sample his pick first.  He
reached around and felt the weight of her tits.  Big and heavy.  He slapped
her ass hard.  She jumped and yelped but did not move.  Mrs Hardcare walked
up to the scared teen and pulled her up by her pony tail, the girl stood
blindfolded, facing the wall.
   "Stand against the wall and don't move!" Mrs Hardcare ordered.  The rest
of the men made their picks shortly after, by slapping an ass once.  No
words were spoken by the gentlemen.  Mrs Hardcare's order was repeated
three more times until four girls were standing facing the walls.  The men
retreated and followed Mr Mann to the black curtain room.  The rest of the
girls were told to remove their blindfolds and go back to school.  The four
selected girls waited.  "We need to move quickly!  We have to prepare! 
They are waiting for us!"
   Three of the girls were smiling, they were the 17 year olds, and had
been selected in the past.  The one Mr Ruggert picked looked puzzled and a
little scared.  But, when she saw the other girls happy and smiling she
calmed herself.  "Maybe this is a good thing." she thought to herself. 
Carly was 16 and had only been at the school for two months.  She had never
been selected before.  She was a good looking girl and had lost her
virginity just two months ago, to Mr Mann.
   The men waited for their fresh clean teens in the black curtain room. 
It was a big white room with a giant black heavy curtain that hung from the
ceiling.  The floor was covered in a thick, wresting type mat.  A girl
could stay on her knees, for long periods of time, without hurting herself.
   The four teen girls were marched in, like in military style.  Mrs
Hardcare had them dress in their uniforms.  They were wearing their small
tops tied under their boobs.  Pink panties, short skirts, sandals and pig
tails.  The three 17 year old girls were already giggling.  Carly smiled.
Mrs Hardcare had them face her and stand on a big red dot on the mat. 
Their backs faced the black curtain, they were spaced about six feet away
from each other.
   "Take off your sandals!  Get on your hands and knees!  Like dogs!" she
ordered with her arms crossed over her chest.  Mrs Hardcare held a thin
racing whip used on horses, that looked about two feet long, in her right
hand.  The three older girls got down immediately.  Carly looked at them
and got on her hands and knees too.  "Back into the curtain, so that your
feet, knees and butts are on the opposite side." The girls slid their feet
under the curtain and backed into and under it, until half of their bodies
were hidden behind the curtain.
   Innocent Carly still had no clue what was going to happen next.  She
felt something touch her panties.  She looked back at the black curtain
but, she couldn't see anything.  All she could see was a thick heavy black
curtain, it hung down around the side of her body.  Her legs were closed so
she could not see between her legs either.
   "TOWE!!" the riding whip hit the ground hard.
   "Look forward!  Look at me!  I'm warning you little girl!  Whatever is
happening behind that curtain is none of your business!" the old lady
shouted.  She was old, wrinkled and scary.  She never treated any girl
nice, it was almost like if she hated them.
   Carly looked at the three girls to her right.  She Moved her head
constantly like a little scared animal who was just about to be butchered.
Her friends were all to her right, she noticed one jumped and another one
was rocking her body back and forth.  The other girls closed their eyes and
tilted their heads up, their pig tails were moving back and forth.  They
looked liked if they were enjoying themselves.
   On the other side of the curtain:
   The old men stared at the little young panty covered asses facing them
then looked at each other and smiled.  The fun was about to begin.  The
teens were helpless.  The men pressed and rubbed their faces into the young
pussies.  Then pulled the girl's panties down so they could taste brown eye
and pink pie.  Mr Ruggert knew his girl was new to all of this so, he
touched his girl only after the other men had touched their girls.  So that
she could prepare herself as much as possible.
   She noticed the other girls move, jump or giggle.  Then she felt
something happen to her.  When he saw the other men start to lick then he
licked.  His girl was trembling as he pressed his face into her privates
so, he licked slowly.  He ate.  She cried.  Mostly out of fear of the
unknown.  Mr Ruggert licked, looked and played with her ass cheeks and
pussy slit.  He was a chubby old man who liked teenage girls.  On the
outside of this school he was thought of as a great man, especially by his
grand kids.
   Mr Mann entered his girl followed quickly by Senator Packard and the
Doctor.  Mr Ruggert lined up his hard 58 year old cock against the 16 year
old girl and pushed.  Now, she knew what this was all about.  She knew the
first man who ever fucked her but not this man.  She was being fucked by a
man she knew nothing about.  She cried not only from the physical pain but
also by the pain in her heart.  "I'm nothing." she thought to herself as
she cried.  She felt worthless, as he pumped her hard.  He was a mean man,
he gripped her hips and squeezed her real tight.  Mr Ruggert smiled as he
slammed into the crying minor.  He looked down at her waist and hips.
   "She is so small." he thought to himself, as he slammed her hard like if
she was a street walker.
   The men looked at each other proudly.  They were happy.  These girls
were worth every penny they donated to Mr Mann and the school.  They knew
exactly who they were fucking.  Mr Mann told them the girls ages, weight,
height, names, what City they were from and anything else they wanted to
know.  It was all part of the fun.  The girls had no idea who was fucking
them and they would never know.  All the girls were being fucked doggy
style.  Their legs were pressed together and all of them had their pink
panties wrapped around their ankles.  The girls could hear the grunting of
men and the slapping sound of ass and balls but, that was all.
   The old men pounded their tight wet holes without let up.  Mrs Hardcare
stood in front of Carly since she seemed, to be, the most nervous and was
the only one whimpering nonstop.  Mrs Hardcare saw that Carly's body was
being jerked the hardest.  She was going to make sure that this little
whore did not even think about trying to get up.  The four men pumped in
and out, hard fast and deep.  The girls pussies were very valuable, condoms
were never used.  Most of the sperm being shot by these old goats, were
blanks.  If a girl got pregnant, Doctor Ward would perform a free abortion
but, it was a very rare occurrence.
   "Oh, fuck!" Mr Mann said, as he looked at the pussy he was shooting
into. The rest of the men starting cuming too.  But, did their best not to
make a sound.  These girls did not know their face, names or voices and
they wanted it to stay that way.  Once the old men emptied themselves, into
the teenage bodies, they fell at the feet of their young cum holes.  A
couple of the men glanced at the tight slits that had just took their
deposits.  Once the girls stopped moving and Mrs Hardcare heard four bodies
hit the mat, she barked out her orders.
   "Get up!  Pull your panties up.  Hurry up whores!" The girls stood up
slowly.  Carly was still crying as she stood up and looked down at her
twice used vagina.  She saw white goo coming out and hanging several
inches. The goo met her panties as she pulled them up.  She wanted to go
home so bad.  She missed her mommy.  "Turn to the right!  March out in
single file.  Hurry up!" The girls marched out, Mrs Hardcare followed right
behind Carly.  The old bastards laid on the mat breathing hard and trying
to get as much oxygen in their old lungs as possible.  They would lay there
for several minutes.
   "Oh shit, that was fun!" Doctor Ward said, with closed eyes and his wet
cock hanging to the left, on his thigh.  He laughed.
   "Can we get a cum feeding visit next time, Ron?" Senator Packard
requested.
   "And let us feed thirteen year olds, Ron.  What's so hard about eating
cum.  They don't have to be mentally ready to eat a fuckin' snack!  Do
they?!" Mr Ruggert added.  Everybody laughed.

   Don't miss the next exciting episode when...............Pamela meets
Vicky and Carly.
   
  
Home for Girls 2 (original version)