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It contains frank and sexually explicit material.

If you do not want to read of such things, or if

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please do not read it.

 

Middle School Mischief at Dorset

 

Chapter 16: Showing Shelly How

Suddenly it was Saturday and Beth had accomplished nothing more. She had been exhausted by her coupling with Jason. She'd been totally sated. The fourteen-year-old boy's youthful virility combined with his gargantuan genital gifts had left the lecherous woman for the moment desirous of nothing but restful sleep. Even the presence beside her in bed of the naked and compliant nymphet Leena hadn't tempted her. And since that afternoon with the hugely endowed boy she'd tried to have him again but to no avail. Feeling guilty and afraid of discovery he had hidden whenever the beautiful woman got close and had quelled his raging desires with his hands.

Little Leena was tortured by her precocious libido but she'd been afraid to make the first move on the older woman and had discovered to her dismay that Mr. Best had found another bedmate. On Friday afternoon, however, she had peeked into Ms. Safic's bag and discovered Whilly but she didn't really understand it. She'd opened the box and seen a model of a rather ordinary penis that was notable mainly for the detail including a movable outer skin and veins. There were also a number of little switches and dials on the base but nothing happened when she fiddled with them. Beth had wisely put the power pack in another location in her bag so Leena did not discover what made Whilly more than just a model penis or another dildo.

Mrs. Wilson, like little Leena, had discovered that Mr. Best was sharing a bed with her stepdaughter, Priscilla. While most women would have been outraged at the man's perfidy, the timid woman's reaction was more of curiosity than anger. She had, in fact, returned on Friday night to view the passionate pair as her busty, fifteen-year-old stepdaughter humped the schoolteacher with the abandon of a mature woman. The girl's hip-bucking action was quite different than her own placid acceptance of Mr. Wilson's weekly plunge into her own body and the sight and sound of the coupling caused a resurgence of that same disturbance she often felt just as the good Reverend was anointing her womb with his seed. So far, though, his seed had failed to find a suitable germination site.

The same could not be said of Bob Best's seed. His thoughts of vasectomy came too late. On the very first night when the newly devirginated teen writhed under him, her spasming sheath milking his sperm up into her orgasming body, one of his little wrigglies had found a ripe egg and together they combined to start a sibling for his niece Irene's child.

"We have only a few minutes, Miss Safic. What did you want to see me about?"

Wilson had not really talked to the graduate student since the afternoon when she'd sucked him and fucked the boy Jason. He knew she'd come out of her hypno-drugged state before it was all over but he was not really worried about recriminations. His photos were a good defense against any threats the woman might plan.

"You know damned well why I want to talk to you. I'm going to see you in jail. You drugged me! And you've been abusing young girls, too. I saw how that young girl was the first day I was here. You fucked her. I know you did. And she's not much more than a child!"

"Well, my dear, she's older than this boy," and the preacher displayed a photo of Beth with Jason, her lips stretched around the girth of the boy's cock and another with her legs wrapped around his naked hips while her lips were drawn back in the blissful agony of orgasm. "Don't you think that my word is likely to count for more than the word of a harlot who sucks a young boy's cock and then makes him fuck her?"

Beth knew she was defeated. For the moment. With a grunt of anger she picked up her briefcase and left. Somehow she'd get a ride to Middleville or whatever they called it and get away from this place. But she'd get even. Maybe she had to wait until next year when she was teaching near here but she'd get the bastard. She gritted her teeth as she realized that he was likely going to send photos to Professor Lewis.

Wilson chuckled as the woman left. He had gained some revenge for her ego-busting request for more cock when he was screwing her and he'd be sure that his buddy George had some of the best photos of her, especially when she was sucking his cock and with his semen dribbling from her mouth. But right now he had other things on his mind. He looked at his watch.

Shelly was due here any minute. She was an experiment. A lewdly daring experiment that had been prompted by seeing the graduate student with young Jason. Jason had snapped out of his trance and it had, if anything made it better for the woman so Wilson tried a different tack with this girl.

Shelly West was a rather ordinary twelve-year-old girl. At least she was rather ordinary in most respects. Her breasts were showing nicely but still a lot smaller than the DD size they would become. Her hips were spreading and she had the fuzzy beginnings of a pubic bush. Her legs had filled out so that her thighs were full, her calves shapely.

Whether it was only by chance or perhaps some innate sense that went well with his lechery, Reverend Wilson had selected for this experiment one of the small number of pre-teens who would have been easy marks for the first seducer t come along. Young Shelly, although ordinary in most ways, had an extraordinarily advanced curiosity about matters related to sex. And unlike the similarly curious twelve-year-old girl, Leena, Shelly had no cousin to further her education.

Today was Shelly's third visit to Reverend Wilson's office. The first had been the day after he'd watched Jason give the arrogant grad student the fucking of her life and that episode had triggered the preacher's scheme. Wilson had used a small dose of the hypno potion and molded the girl's drug-softened psyche to his purpose.

Shelly had been every bit as moldable as the unprincipled pastor could desire. Under the influence of the potion she had freely revealed her interest in and ignorance of sexual matters. Wilson had taught her how to masturbate and while he gently frigged her almost hairless, little twat she had, with her warm, little hands released the huge pressure that Beth's sexy display had created.

Yesterday when Shelly returned for another lesson Wilson had, for the first time, tried teaching his young penitent the words that go with uninhibited sex. She had been a star pupil. While she was unable to speak because her mouth was filled by her minister's long prick he had described in crude but lucid terms what she was doing and what he was going to do to her. After her pretty, little mouth had done its sexy duty and she'd swallowed the creamy result the lesson continued. While Wilson 's lips and tongue were titillating her soft, virginal pussy, she recited back to him what she had learned.

"I done like you said, Rev'rend," the girl said as she came into Wilson 's office. "'Cept it wasn't as good as when you done it."

"That's fine Shelly. Now let's go to the other room. You remember what you're supposed to do, don't you?"

"Yeah, sure," the girl said with a smile as she went through the doorway and began removing her clothes.

Wilson sat on the corner of the desk and watched as the young girl undressed. And it didn't take long because under her coat she wore only a blouse and skirt with no stockings or underwear. Then, with her shapely, young body completely naked, she went to the bed and lay down across it with her legs spread wide.

The horny preacher dropped his pants to the floor and mounted above the naked youngster. Slipping one hand under her smooth, firm bottom he lifted her while with his other hand he slid a thick pillow beneath her. Then, with her young body arched upwards he lowered his hips until the tip of his throbbing tool was touching the smooth-skinned slit that bisected her fat, young vulva.

The girl bit her lower lip, determined that she would not flinch or cry out when her minister put that huge cock inside her little cunt. As she silently mouthed the newly learned words she shuddered with a funny feeling in her belly. Reverend Wilson was going to make her a complete Christian. He was going to fuck her and if she fucked back at him she would be saved for all time.

It was all Wilson could do to keep from shoving his desire-bloated cock into the young virgin right then, impaling her the way he might someone more experienced like the cavernous-cunted graduate student, Beth. However the desire to be able to fuck this sweet young innocent anytime he wanted in the future made him slow his teasing slightly, to work her into a state where she would always want cock, more cock, all the time. He lowered his hips until his rigid penis was brushing against the dampness of her underaged twat, planting his hands on either side of her shoulders so he could look down between their bodies and see her upturned little cuntal split completely exposed to his throbbing shaft, and its narrow hairless little mouth throbbing in lewd invitation. Her smooth inner thighs were held wide apart by the pressure of his thighs pressing tightly outward against her helplessly splayed legs.

Shelly could see the man hovering over her through her passion and drug-filled eyes, and felt the hugeness of his fleshy hardness lying the full length of her excitedly quivering pussy-lips, the jerking head of his cock pulsing, insinuating itself in her in a maddening tease that caused her to twist her hips up toward it automatically, her starving young pussy searching desperately for fulfillment. As instructed, she had teased her sensitive pussy for an hour before she came to the preacher's office, teased it but not all the way. As much as she'd wanted the wonderful, paralyzing feeling she had only brought herself close to but not over the peak. Waiting for the Reverend to make her into a Christian woman.

Wilson pushed forward.

"OOOOOh God." Shelly groaned as the almost hairless furrow around her hungrily throbbing vagina opened, and the elastic barrier of her hymen resisted. Wilson flexed again, driving a little harder at the entrance to her virginity, and then gave a small surge, the cock-head buried in the clasping grip of her cunt acting like a battering ram against the thin defensively resisting hymen. Suddenly, the flimsy membrane split, giving way before the cruel pressure, and with a pain so harsh that Shelly emitted a high-pitched scream; she felt the wound of her virginity gush blood. Wilson liked that, liked the whole damned idea that he was fucking another cherry, and he shoved again, sinking his lust-inflated cock all the way up into her until suddenly, with a low moaning grunt, he hit the tip of her cervix at the back of her vaginal tunnel.

The girl screwed her firm rounded young buttocks down on the mattress in

a futile attempt to escape the sudden impalement, her legs jerking wide and kicking helplessly up in the air.

"Noooo! Reverend! Oh, please, noooo!" Shelly whined, not caring who heard her so long as the pain which was burning deep up in her crowded entrails would stop, but Wilson pinned her down with his body and arms, his hard penis burrowing farther and farther up inside her belly with each further fucking motion. Oh God, she thought hazily to herself, it was alive in her. The smooth rubbery tip pressed hotly against the thinly grasping folds of her womb and was a part of her, and as her beautifully formed face contorted insanely with the agony of his tortuous stabbings, her tongue licking wildly at her slightly swollen lips as she defensively flexed her cuntal muscles to ease the cruelly searing pain. But, her actions only incited the now triumphantly grinning man more, and he rotated his penis eagerly around inside the vainly resisting passage while her cringing young pussy walls clasped it like a warm, butter-filled glove.

Then, as he slowed his assault, and began a smooth, gentle fucking motion between her thighs the pain began oddly to recede, giving way to an electric thrill which first started where the head of his cock was, and then worked its way relentlessly, teasingly, into every nerve fiber in her flesh, until it was sensuously, and with unwanted pleasure, rippling her cunt and contracting her belly and making the berry-like nipples of her breasts harden as never before.

Reverend Wilson was in Heaven. Again. Cherry-Busting Heaven. And this twelve-year-old girl was responding beautifully. She was conscious. She knew what he was doing to her. She was a perfect lay.

"Oohh," the girl whimpered through bared teeth, as frightened of the new sensation as she was of the old pain. Wilson jerked again and with a thin, knowing smile on his lips, watched her mouth drop slackly open.

"Oohhhh!" she gasped as his pumping cock expanded and stretched her newly devirginated young cunt still more. "Oohhh, Reverend! Oh, Reverend, Ooohhhhhh!"

The man felt the involuntary answering throbs of her cunt walls begin around the head of his penis, and her almost hairless little pussy-lips opening and closing now in a slow, pulsating manner as she rotated her hips tentatively to his slowly grinding pelvis. Shelly felt as if her heart was imbedded deep up inside her cunt, and she and Wilson were one fleshy mass of sensation, wickedly pleasurable, merging magically with one another. "Oohhhh," she sighed. "Aaaahhhhh!"

The plundering preacher initiated lengthy, hard strokes into her hotly steaming channel now, the full hard shaft of his incited member sinking deeply up into her ravaged vagina. His shoulders pushed against her and kept her secured in a helpless position, but it was unnecessary now for the suddenly wildly aroused young Shelly West was thrusting up against him, her heavings more urgent and faster by the second, her small white teeth biting hard together as she strained desperately in response, the juices of her deflowered young vagina flowing wildly and rivuleting down between the crevice of her buttocks to pool with the tiny, already drying droplets of blood on the sheet below.

Shelly's feet kicked out again, but this time in pleasure, not pain, a whirlwind of delirious sensations tearing through the girl as half-coherent cries of rising ecstasy tumbled ceaselessly from her open lips and she locked her ankles to his legs and skewered her hot, moist pussy up the full length of the man's plunging cock. Sweat poured from her, and her fingers raked the pounding cheeks of his buttocks, trying to pull him still deeper. She rolled in heat, and the hard penis continued its powerful surging motions, her cunt hole stretched wide and becoming accustomed to it now. She let him fuck her as he willed, wanting to experience everything about sex now, especially what she'd seen when she'd jerked him off. She hungered to take his climactic ejaculation, to feel how his white-hot sperm would shoot up in her and mingle with her own orgasmic secretions.

"Oohhhh, yes, Reverend," she chanted. "Oohhh, oohhh, oohhhh..."

"Tell me better," he hissed. "Tell me exactly what you want!"

"Oh, Reverend... what are you doing to me? I never thought it could be so wonderful! Do it! Do it to me!"

"Say it the right way!" he choked impatiently. "Tell me you like me fucking you!"

"OOOOOh God, I... I like you fucking me!" she whispered but then he levered again and she screamed out passionately: "Oohhh yesss; Fuck me like that! Fuck my hot little cunt!" She burned with a crazy potpourri of passion, desire, and lust, which ran rampant through her greedily writhing body. She didn't care about anything or anybody -- except for Reverend Wilson's raging, surging cock.

"I knew you'd like to get fucked all the time once you had your first taste of it," he gloated over her.

"Oh, yes. You can fuck me, fuck me... Reverend you can fuck me any time you want. Oohhh, this is so wonderful." She was willing to say anything so that he wouldn't stop the magnificent stroking of his hardened cock into her newly awakened vagina. She was shocked to hear what her own traitorous lips were saying, but the only thing that mattered for her desire-maddened mind and body was to be fucked... to be fucked and cum, to reach that apex of ecstasy rising deep within her belly and loins.

"That's my hot little bitch-girl." Wilson crowed, and he surged forward still harder, enveloping her entire mind and body in pressing lusts of the flesh. She turned her face to one side so she could suck in the hot air her aching lungs required, panting with sexual frenzy now that she'd allowed the bridge of a man's cock to cross the chasm between being a child and a woman.

"Fuck... fuck me..." she moaned. "Cum... Cum in me, Reverend..."

"I will. I will, my child." Wilson groaned in reply. "Fuck back harder, baby. I'm almost there. Fuck harder."

Shelly obeyed mindlessly, for she was approaching orgasm as well, and her sweat-drenched body was more animal than human, twisting and contorting crazily under the man's wildly driving penis as she spread her legs and pulled them back, bending them at the knees so that she could buck up against the battering force of his iron-like cock harder and deeper. Her eyes whirled as Wilson fucked into her.

And then Shelly sensed the muscles of Wilson 's abdomen tighten against her flesh and she braced herself. This was it. Her first male cum. The first time a man would empty his sperm into her belly. She knew in an illogical flash of thought that it would not be her last time... and then Wilson 's penis expanded and she could feel that the whole tube which ran beneath the underside of his penis was bulging with white-hot fluid. He moaned and hissed and then thick semen splashed deep inside her belly, causing her cuntal walls to pulse in time to the rhythmically throbbing spurts, and she shivered and blindly reacted.

Shelly's nostrils flared as she pulled back her thighs until the whole of her pink, cock-filled vaginal slit was presented to the prurient preacher to batter and crush, while her stomach and breasts jerked spasmodically against his belly and chest. She held her breath, only to expel it a moment later as if she had been hit in the gut, and her body collapsed limply onto the bed, her hungrily quivering cunt still locked tightly around Wilson 's surging cock.

"You're a wonderful girl," the man sighed as he lay on top of her nakedly quivering body, feeling the wet heat of her cum-flooded passage twitching around his cum-numbed tool. "You have learned your lessons well."

Shelly was pleased by the man's compliment and although her battered, young cunt was tender from its initiation she managed an appreciative wriggle against the belly-filling hardness. "You're a good teacher, Reverend Wilson. When is my next lesson?"

"I'll get word to you, my dear. And don't forget what I told you yesterday. You'll have to help me sometimes when I teach other girls."

"Yeah... I remember." But Shelly was a bit puzzled by the minister's request. And she didn't really want to help another girl get what she'd just had. She wanted her minister all to herself.