Keep Denver's Stories

"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law."
- A.L. I. 40.

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DISCLAIMER

This story contains explicit description of sexual activities involving underage persons. If you are under the proper age (usually 18 or 21), or your religion, beliefs, morality forbid you to read such - delete this file now. Otherwise, have fun.

None of the events described herein really happened. I would never encourage anyone to commit such acts. The same is true for drinking alcohol and using illicit substances as some of my heroes do. Treat this story as pure fiction for fun. Don't get inspired!

Foreword

It's been a long time since I wrote the previous part of "Girls..". 1,5 year I suppose. I know some of you out there waited impatiently for the series to be finished and I hope you'll like the new part. There's one more.

And if you're new to The School of St. Dumas - make sure you read the first 5 parts before proceeding with this one. Otherwise, you'll not understand what's going on at all ;).

Thanks go to all the people who sent me feedback and all those readers and writers I had a chance to talk to at Double Chat. It was you, gang, who made me break the silence and come back to writing.

Greetz,

Keep Denver

Now, codes for the story: Mf+, ff, oral, anal, 1st

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The story so far:

Part I - Dormitory Girls
Part II - Unfortunate Misunderstanding
Part III - Farewell And Welcome
Part IV - The Memories Of Father Donovan
Part V - Alice in Wonderland
Part VI - First Blood

Coming next:

Part VII - Father, I Have Sinned

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THE GIRLS OF ST. DUMAS

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Part VI - First Blood

- And I get you to fuck me and my friends - that was exactly what this hot teenager said. Brass was goddamned sure it was neither dream nor the effect o smoking too much pot.

It was only couple hours before, that he caught a hot preteen lesbian duo in what they called Temple of Thought. After a short but fruitful talk with their older friend, that pretty Carrie, the ex-marine and the girl made a deal. He was supposed to fuck all three of them.

He was ready to believe everything that occurred to him was the effect of smoking too much pot. First he had a live show of a cute, petite blonde anally fingering her friend and then he received the offer to screw them. Unbelievable.

Brass made an appointment with Carrie, the older one, the slim blonde that caught him red handed - peeping and smoking pot. She also demanded some of it. The girl seemed serious about the fuck case. It was around the time they were supposed to meet. He was in the gym, training pull-ups.

She came couple minutes later, when he already started to suspect all that happened was a hallucination and nothing else.

- Hello, Mr. Courson - she said and courted. He stood on the ground and greeted her, bowing his head slightly.
- Hello, Carrie. I suppose I know what brings you here.
- Yeah - she smiled, slightly biting her lower lip, ashamed suddenly. Now that her idea started to work out she was no longer so self-confident. Looking at this big, muscular man she felt some faint panic deep inside. But, at the same time, she thought of him as a lover and her pussy got moist. Encouraged by the erotic tingling deep in her young womb she breathed deeply and started.

- You still agree to do what I asked you, sir? - her eyes escaped to the side, when he looked her in the face.
- Positive. If you're sure you want it. All of you. And I hope you realise the social implications?
- We are sure. I've talked the thing over with the girls... and we want it. I think we better come at night so that nobody could catch us then... And yes, of course, we can keep it secret. We'd be pretty fucked if it went public, you know.
- All right then - the ex-marine replied - You know where to find me. And don't let this get out of hand...

She just nodded her head and left. He looked at her back, marvelling at her young shape - her slender figure, long legs, already nicely curved hips. She wore her school uniform and that gave her this look of innocence making her even more desirable and sexy. Especially sexy, for she rocked her hips just a bit overtly.

- Jessie, you stupid old dog, what have you gotten into? - he asked himself aloud, when she left. His voice echoed in the gym decaying slowly. Brass retrieved his last pot cigarette and lit it, heading for the fire staircase. In no time he made it to the roof and sat there, watching over the campus. Life was playing tricks on him, sometimes, wasn't it? He looked at the distant horizon, over the great, grassy meadows, that belonged to School. A forest marked a darker patch about three miles from the building he was on now. Tall, green pines speared into the sky, poking the clouds it seemed. His thoughts made a circle and returned to the blonde Carrie and suddenly he realized something else was poking his trousers... And it wasn't a pine, though it seemed just as stiff, hard and long.

There are moments when time rushes forward, like a wild mountain river. It flashes past you and suddenly you see the hours gone. And there are also moments, when the time seems to have stopped its run. Every few minutes you glance at your watch and you see the hand had only moved a few steps. The anticipation starts to overgrow you and you can't fight your impatience... Brass had to struggle with the latter case that afternoon. Knowing what was supposed to happen at night, he could hardly find rest. All the time he walked there and back; he trained a bit; he played some basketball - all alone; he tried jogging around the campus. All that was a of little help to his tormented mind. Both anticipation and some anxiety crept through his head, making the waiting unbearable.

Finally the evening has come. He was all alone in his little room beside the gym. All the campus seemed asleep. The evening mass was long over and it was well past the time he knew the girls were supposed to go to bad. He open the window a bit, listening to the noises of the night. He could hear some birds. He stalked every little rustle, every creak, every whisper. Finally he positively identified the footsteps on the gravel path leading to te gym. More than one pair of little feet were making a faint noise. They have arrived - he knew.

In no time at all he heard a gentle knocking on the door.

- Come in - he said in a low voice. The door creaked as it was opened and they all came in.

Carrie was walking first, wearing a long, white nightgown, with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She was followed by two other, younger girls. Brass recognized the hot lesbian duo he caught playing in the Temple of Thought. The redhead came in first, wearing a long nightgown and a blanket over her shoulders, just like her older friend. She was promptly followed by te other girl - a beautiful young nymph with shiny, long, black hair. They all smiled shyly at him, apparently somewhat anxious, maybe even a little bit frightened. He could see it in their eyes - they all cast quick, nervous glances all over the place, avoiding eye contact with the adult man.

- So... - the blonde said hesitantly - Like... We're here, Mr. Courson...
- I'm glad you could come - the man nodded his head in a courtly way. His heart pounded heavily and he could exactly feel where was all the blood pumped to. And he was more than sure the girls in front of him knew that too, already.
- I... - said Carrie.
- I... - the man said simultaneously. They both paused. An uneasy silence fell all over the room. For a moment nobody said anything and finally Brass started to laugh. He laughed heartily, long and loud and soon the girl started to giggle at first and the to laugh happily with him.

- Sheesh... - he said - I haven't felt like this since I was your age. I'm all nervous and anxious - he admitted.
- No wonder - the redhead said in a low voice - It's not often that you meet girls like us, I suppose, mister. Ain't that so? - she inquired. He agreed. It wasn't often. It had never happened before in fact.
- So, er... - the dark-haired nymph stepped forward - Probably you know that already... I'm Alice - she extended her small hand toward him. The ex-marine shook it with a grin.
- Just call me Brass - he said.
- Why so? - she was curious.
- It's an old nickname, from the days I spent in the military - he explained, looking at her. She was one awesome creature. She dropped her blanket to the floor and now stood in front of him, wearing nothing except her long, white, apparently cotton nightgown. Quite a thin one. She had a slim, slender figure of a child, with only little bumps on her chest. Little they were, they stood out however, evidently erect in the slightly chilly, night air. And also erect with arousal - there was no mistake about it. The preteen blushed and he could notice her hands shook a little.

- Then, I'm Beth - the redhead courted in front of him. He had seen both of then naked already, but now he just devoured them with his greedy, hungry eyes. She had the most beautiful little bust he had ever imagined. Little, round, firm breasts were clad tightly by the thin fabric of Beth's nightgown, her nipples poking through. She seemed a bit embarrassed and uneasy about it.
- Beth, nice to meet the girl who has the prettiest pair of lovely breasts in the whole wide world. And believe me, I've been around here and there - he said. She blushed instantly, her cheeks become bright red, brighter than her hair. She turned her head sideways, escaping his look and biting her lower lip. Yet she seemed content with his little compliment.

- I... It's like, we don't have a whole night mister - Carrie butted in. She felt a little envious about the ex-soldiers remark. After all she was woman the most in this strange trio; at least she assumed it to be so.
- Sure - he said, shifting his gaze back to her - How do you want it to be done?
- Well... - she hesitated - We haven't figured it out... Yet...

Upon hearing that he laughed. He glanced down, where she could see a slightly darker patch in her crotch through the thin nightgown. He reached with his hand and putting it on the girls hip he pulled her toward himself.

- I say we just start. And it'll work out itself somehow - he told them - Come here - he motioned with his hand.
- Do you know anything about what you're intending to do? I mean, no offence girls, but had any of you done it before? - they remained silent and somewhat grim.
- So I thought. Let's do it like this - I'll proceed as usual, and you just let me know, when you stop feeling comfortable about the whole situation, all right? - all of them nodded eagerly, excited with anticipation.

- Lie down here - he ordered Carrie. She obediently did as she was told, lying on her back on his bed. He knelt down beside the bed and spread her legs apart. She gasped, a little frightened - it was all going so fast.

He could now see her lovely pussy right in front of him. She had a thick patch of dark blonde hair, covering her pinkish slit at the top. Lower, between her legs, her pussy lips were smooth. He lowered his face toward this sweet opening. He could see some moisture glistening inside her snatch. He sniffed and felt the unmistakable scent of arousal. The thick, musty scent of a woman he had smelled so many times before. "Yes, he though, so many times. But this is still a child" He struggled his thought for a second, then he lowered his face even more and licked across her lovely, little slit. She trembled, her muscles tense and gave out a quiet, muffled moan. He started to expertly lap his tongue on her teenage beaver, every time pressing stronger, every time going deeper. Her cunny lips were relaxed, now slightly parted. He started to push between them with the tip of his tongue, touching her steaming insides, feeling the sweet-and-sour taste of her young pussy, tasting her girl juice coming down, from inside of her aroused body. There was more and more of it with
every lick of his.

Quiet moans were escaping her throat once in a while. She pressed her legs against his ears and put her hands on his head, running her slim, little fingers through his hair. The ex-marine put his hand on her inner thighs and spread her legs wide again. Then he lifted his head and made sure she could perfectly see him, while he salivated his fingers. Her breasts heaved with a heavy breath, she blushed, her eyes shone.

Brass carefully massaged her outer cunny lips with his fingers. He needn't have salivated his fingers - she was all wet anyway. Thick, lucid moisture covered all of her pussy, her inner thighs, the lower parts of her butt. The man could feel the same wetness dry on his chin and his lips. He licked it and then pushed his finger between her cunny lips. He started to move it up and down, pulling those fleshy petals aside, discovering her innermost parts, searching.

And he found what he searched for - the tight little opening where all the wetness came from. He looked at her and she closed her eyes, letting him know she wants it. He hands trembled almost uncontrollably when he pushed his finger in. It speared deep into her young body, into her hot, moist, pulsating love canal. She tensed and her body arched in an instant.

He heard a loud sigh behind his back. The other two girls were still there, forgotten but present. Upon seeing their friend apparently overwhelmed with pleasure they both moved closer. Brass could feel their hot, quick breaths on the back of his neck. A small hand rested on his shoulder.

Without giving it second thought he started to finger Carrie, slowly at first, then speeding up as he felt she was opening to his touch, relaxing under his caress. The girls started to breath in loud gasps, her whole body trembling. More and more moisture dripped form her young pussy, flooded his working fingers. He intended to give her a good time. He didn't manage.

In an instant her back arched and she froze halfway in the air, impale on his finger, grinding her crotch hard against his hand. A loud moan escaped her tightened throat. He could feel her love tunnel flexing, pulsating, contracting and relaxing around his fingers. She trembled and fell back on the sheets, exhausted.

For a moment they all remained silent. Carrie was still overwhelmed by her orgasm that ran through her young body like a tidal wave. Beth and Alice stood there sheepishly, their mouth gaping open, in awe...

Brass licked some of the thick, sour juice covering his fingers and he wiped the rest on his trousers. He looked down at the blonde teenager, but she didn't much comprehend yet, so he turned back to the other two.

- I suppose you've done it before with each other, huh? - he said - How about letting me do it now?

They looked at each other, a bit panicked. Then Beth first regained her composure and she spoke.

- Sure... I feel like it, mister. But... - she stopped for a moment, her eyes escaping his gaze - It's just you're the first man to touch me... - she confessed. The ex-soldier looked at her with a broad smile.
- So, my sweet girl. Teach me how to touch you - he said - Show me how you like to be caressed, all right?

The girl nodded and stepped forward. With one quick motion she bent down, grabbed the rim of her nightgown and pulled it up, over her head. She dropped it to the floor and stood in front of him wearing nothing but her birthday suit.

He had a good, long look before he did anything else. Her ginger hair reached to her pale shoulders, where some little freckles was. He moved his gaze lower, to her small breasts. Those were still A cup size, but soon they were about to grow. She had small nipples that swelled and stood out, as if awaiting something that was about to happen. Then his eyes slid down, over her flat tummy, already deprived of any traces of her baby fat. Down there was a darker shadow, a little patch of red, curly hair, still fair and numbered. It hardly concealed her crevice, a pink vertical slit that run from under her body. Her cunny lips were thick, fleshy and still somewhat childish.

- How... How d'you like it, mister? - she asked, unsure of his reaction. His body answered the question already. His pole was hard as a steel rod, poking upward, strangled by his trousers, which wasn't making it easy for him at all. He could feel it throb and pulsate in anticipation. The one eyed snake already smelled the prey.

- I say you're the prettiest and the sexiest 12-year-old I have seen so far - he grinned, as he motioned her to come closer.

He was sitting on the bed, so when she approached her young bust was just at his eye level. He embraced her small body with his hands and pulled her closer, taking her left nipple in his mouth. He applied gently suction on it, moving his hand to caress the other lovely, round twin nested on her chest. She sighed loudly, tensed. As he continued his ministrations she gradually started to relax and enjoy more. She was not nervous anymore now.

Brass moved his other hand down her back, to her sexy, round butt. He grabbed one of those firm, shapely ass cheeks of her and started to knead it slowly, letting the sensations of her preteen body sink deeply through all his senses. He could already smell her arousal as well. The girl was undoubtedly getting wet. He pulled her closer, so that Beth sat down on his extended knee. He looked down at her face, not abandoning his preoccupation with her boobies.

- Kiss me, mister - she whispered faintly, bringing her face up, toward his, and closing her eyes. He did as she asked, slightly touching her lips with his. Then she pressed his mouth some more against hers and he felt she open it. Soon his tongue speared inside, probing for hers. It was there, wet, hot, awaiting, ready to join the wrestle with this adult, experienced man. Ready to kiss a man for the first time in her life.

They lost the feeling of time passing. Kissing the preteen passionately, Brass kneaded her butt, tweaked her nipples, caressed her hair and shoulders. She grind her slit against his leg she was sitting on. The teacher could already feel a damp spot on his trousers. The moisture was coming from within her young, eager body.

They broke the kiss, both of them a bit dazed. The ex-soldier was about to explode any minute now. His pole was pointing high and the trousers could hardly conceal it anymore. He heard a faint noise beside him.

While the man and the girl were busy with each other, her friend took care of each themselves. They lied down, on the floor, the younger girl on the top, 69-ing each other. Brass saw Alice's butt stuck up in the air. Her ass-cheeks were spread to the sides and Carrie furiously fingered the little, tight, darker opening between those. The 12-year-old moaned from time to time with the anal pleasure she received, continuously licking her older lover, quite expertly, apparently.

Brass motioned Beth to stand up, and as quietly as he could, he approached the lesbian couple. He put his finger over his lips, letting Carrie know to keep silent. Alice didn't see him, being turned the other way, only her lovely, firm, bubble butt poking in his direction. He watched with total amazement as the older girl anally fingered her younger roommate. Carrie's index finger easily slid in and out of the long-haired nymphs asshole.

He knelt beside, ever so quiet, salivated his finger well and moved it closer to the girls rear orifice. Carrie got his intentions and slowly removed her finger. Alice made some muffled sound, apparently requesting the finger to be re-introduced up her rectum. Brass with shaking hands moved closer and pressed the tip of his index finger against the young girl's sphincter. He pushed some and it easily slid in, the muscular ring relaxed and a bit eased by the fingering already.

Alice pushed herself a little back, impaling her ass on him. She tensed and tightened the muscles of her rectum around him. And suddenly the realisation struck her that something has changed. Slowly, she turned her head to see the man, grinning madly at her and she felt hi furiously work her butthole. She whined in a high, quiet squeal as he continued his invasion.

Carrie crowled from under her friend and she motioned Beth. The redhead lied on her back in from of kneeling Alice, who instantly started to lick her away.

They were quite organised, Brass noticed; must've been doing it for quite a time. He didn't have much time to wonder, though. The oldest girl knelt beside him and whispered into his ear.

- I never done that. Only seen it in a movie and read of it, so tell me if I'm doing wrong - she reached for his zipper and freed his throbbing dick from the restraints of his trousers. It jumped out like a jack-in-the, swaying to the sides like a steel spring. The teenager gasped in awe and she was apparently also a little bit frightened. She didn't expect it to bit so big.

Carefully, she wrapped her long, warm fingers around the base of his cock. That sole action made his ball almost boil. He felt incredible tension, as he continued to ass-finger the 12-year-old in front of him, while a 16-year-old was playing with his dick.

He expected a nice handjob, but Carrie surprised him. She lowered her face and slowly, anxiously took his swelling, pulsating member in her small mouth. She could hardly accommodate it, as she wasn't at all used to doing it. He shivered. She had warm, velvety lips and a busy tongue that brushed the sensitive underside of his rod. She started to suck lightly, at the some time moving her head slowly up and down, withdrawing his cock from her mouth and swallowing it back in.

It didn't take long before his balls started to really boil. With every move of her head, every twitch of her tongue, every time his member slid into the girl's mouth he could feel the tension build up, his muscle tightening, his semen straining to break free. He stopped fingering Alice, unable to concentrate on the task anymore and he put his hand on Carrie's bobbing head.

All of a sudden he felt a familiar contraction along the whole of his shaft. He jerked his hips and shot his hot, liquit load straight to the girl's mouth.

She was surprised - she didn't expect it. She choked a bit and moved her head up, but soon she managed to swallow the first load and caught the rest of his spurting jism in her mouth. He came, wave after wave, huge wads of thick, sticky substance, pumping it in her young mouth. She couldn't manage to swallow all of it and some dribbled down her chin and down, on her nightgown.

The two other girls looked in awe, totally dumbstruck, as their friend struggled with the man's dick. It was the first time in their lives they've seen a real, adult cock and this was the most uncanny action that was happening in front of their wide-open eyes.

Finally Brass ceased to cum, right when Carrie started to suspect it's not going to ever end. He fell on his back with a loud sigh, spent. A thin string of white, glistening jism stretched from the tip of his still hard cock, to the red, wet lips of the girl that gave him such a great blowjob. Unexpert maybe, but still amazing.

Carrie managed to swallow all the load she had in her mouth and she wiped the remains from her chin, licking her finger. She was amazed, deep in thought, her eyes dazed somewhat.

- I hope I did it well? - she inquired, moving closer, so that she now sat on the floor beside Brass.
- Yes, sweet little Carrie - he stuttered - You did perfect - he grinned. He looked in her eyes, where rogue sparks lit.

- Geez-ass, that was something- Beth said in a quiet voice. She stared at the man, especially at his dick that was now going limp and small.
- What's going on with your thing, mister? - she asked, watching intently as the man's cock shrunk slowly.
- Oh, never mind it... It's always like this after a man cums - he explained - Soon it'll be up again and ready for some more action.
- So it means more of this stuff will come out? - Alice said.
- Sure it will - the ex-soldier grinned.
- Good... Cause I wanted to try some and Carrie ate it all herself - the younger girls said. Brass laughed shortly.

He didn't need much time before his member started to regain its rigid posture. All the three girls stared in amazement as it slowly stiffened, then started to stand up once again. Everything was so new and so awesome for them.

- Does it mean... we will... y'know... now - suddenly Carrie didn't know how to put her thought into words. The man nodded simply.
- You'd rather be on top or below - he asked. She preferred to be below and she lied down on his bed, her nightgown removed. She just lied there in all her teenage naked beauty. Her nipples were erect, standing proud on her round, firm breasts. Her hips were shapely, curvaceous, already almost that of a woman. She took a deep breath and waited for the man to take her.

He removed his trousers completely and knelt in front of her, then he supported the weight of his body on his hands, putting them on both sides of her head. He slowly lowered himself onto her young, trembling body. Trembling with anxiety but with anticipation also.

The two younger girls knelt beside the bed, looking intently, trying to see all that was possible to be seen.

Brass reached with his hand and positioned the thick head of his dick and her slit. She nodded slightly and the gym teacher pushed a bit up, going by the initial border of her outer pussy lips. He felt the opening in front of him and he started to push slowly.

Carries hymen was stretched and worked with all the fingering it received, nevertheless she was still a virgin and her snatch was one hell of a tightness, when he tried to get in. Inching his way, gently rocking his hips, he tried to screw his dick into that young, clenched cunt.

Carrie sucked in a loud breath and relaxed a little. Her love tunnel loosened ever so slightly and she felt him coming in. She never felt that before. That was no longer a finger - a slim, little shape, spearing up her tummy. That was a thick, hard cock, filling her completely, almost tearing her apart, stretching her cunny out. She grit her teeth, fighting the slight discomfort she felt, for the pleasure that came with the hard, pulsating fullness was much more she ever felt.

Deep inside her tummy, somewhere in her innermost part, she felt the bulbous head touch the very bottom of her. Brass pressed against her crevice and stopped for a moment, before he started to withdraw. Carrie could feel the walls of her cunny come back into their place as the massive cock was moved out of her body.

Brass withdrew completely, leaving the girl. He looked down at her. There was a trace of blood on her inner thigh, thin red line.

- You were a virgin, weren't you? - he looked at her.
- Never mind that - she whispered - Enter me again. And again. And again... - she closed her eyes in the anticipation of pleasure.

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To be continued in part VII, "Father, I have sinned", coming when it's done...

May, 2004

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