Adult fiction story, don't try this at home or read if you are easily offended.

The deflowering of Jessica   Part 5 (Mg reluct)    by Ivor Smallone


Sue half woke feeling totally relaxed, she was vaguely aware of a small hand on her breast suddenly she awoke fully with a small jolt as she remembered what had happened last night. She turned her head and looked at her peacefully sleeping daughter next to her, she looked so young and angelic sleeping there. My god what have I done, Sue thought, this must never happen again I played with my 13 year old virgin daughter's body and loved it. I must be a bad sick women, what has happened to me.

She glanced over to the alarm clock, still half an hour before it went off. How am I going to explain to Jessica that I made a big mistake, will she ever trust me again. 

Jessica moved a little, her hand then roamed around Sue's breast until it found the nipple and gave it a squeeze. Oh no thought Sue gently putting her hand over her daughters and moving the hand away. Jessica opened her eyes and smiled, "Hi mum you’re awake too" she said sliding her arms around her mum and giving her a hug. "I love it here with you mum" she continued giving her mum a little kiss on the cheek.

Sue took a deep breath, "What we did last night was wrong sweetie. I hope you don't hate me for what happened, I'm sorry sweetie it won't happen again. Your mum has been very very bad I hope you can forgive me my darling." "Mum, mum it's not you it’s me." Jessica interrupted, "I know I am a bad girl, the headmaster told me." Sue didn't understand "What do you mean honey, why did the head say you were a bad girl?" Jessica decided not to tell her mother what had happened. "Oh I can't tell you mum but I’m a very bad girl... I just know it." Sue hugged her daughter. "You’re not a bad girl honey, you’re a young good beautiful girl, I should know, I'm your mum." Sue hugged her daughter tightly and Jessica hugged her back. After a minute Sue felt Jessica's nipples start to harden as Jessica put her lips to her mums and started to kiss her. Oh god no thought Sue as she started to kiss her back. 

This can't happen again Sue thought desperately; I really can't let this happen again. Sue abruptly broke the kiss and jumped out of the bed. "Go to your room right now young lady!" The concerned and angry at what was happening Sue shouted at her daughter. Jessica was devastated her mum very rarely shouted at her. One second they were loving, intimate even, the next her mother was looking at her like she wished she was dead. Jessica scuppered off to her room crying. Sue flopped down onto her bed crying too. What have I done she thought.

They went off to work and school without hardly a word, that evening things were the same, Jessica spent most of the evening in her room. The following morning, still no change. 

That afternoon Jessica felt an emotional jolt as she noticed the headmaster walking down the corridor towards her. She slowed down as they passed looking at him, He didn't even look at her as they passed, but he spoke quietly "Its time Jessica, your house after school." Jessica turned her head, he was still walking along the corridor at the same pace face forward. She walked on to her next lesson wondering what he meant, she thought she knew but couldn’t quite admit it to herself. Was he going to take her cherry.

At the end of the next lesson the caretaker Sid came up to her and said he needed her front door key, she handed him the key puzzled, he said she could pick it up after the last lesson from his maintenance room.

Sid nipped out and got a key cut as the headmaster had requested. He thought it was a very strange request, especially when he'd given Sid £20 from his own wallet and told him to keep the change. Sid had wondered if the head was up to something with one of the older girls in the school perhaps, but the girl he'd collected the key from seemed too young. It still seemed strange he thought, he drew a little key symbol on his wall year planner next to the date, in case anyone asked him about it in the future.

Sid looked at the girl who came to collect her key back, she was a shy young girl of about 14, she looked like she'd be developing quite a full figure as she got older.

Jessica walked home from school feeling apprehensive, she wondered what time the Head would arrive at her house. Probably not late, he knew her mum got home sometime soon after six, perhaps he wouldn't show up at all. As she rounded the corner into her street she could see the Head’s car was already parked outside of her house. Jessica felt butterflies in her stomach as she approached closer. He wasn't sitting in his car. Suddenly she understood what the key incident meant earlier, oh my god, he was already in her house.

She noticed her hand was shaking as she put the key in the door, she sort of realised too late that she should have just gone on walking, gone to the park or something for an hour or so before coming home, he would have been gone by then. Her mum would be home just after 6:00. She nervously entered her living room, she never noticed him for a second, she thought he'd be sitting on the sofa or even up in her room. He was fiddling with a laptop computer in the corner. She noticed a camera on a tripod and another tripod that looked like it had some sort of light on it, it didn't seem to be switched on. There was a big dark towel she didn't recognise across the centre cushion of the sofa. Jessica felt like running away.

"Hi Jessica" the head called warmly with a smile as he started to approach her. "Uh hello Mr Miles" Jessica nervously replied. "I want you to call me Sir or even master this evening Jessie. Not Mr Miles please" "Uh yes... sir" Jessica nervously replied. She felt routed to the spot, she still had her school bag on her shoulder. "Put your school bag down dear. Don't worry about this stuff, I thought it might be nice to have a memento of today. Now sit on the centre sofa cushion for a moment."  Jessica put her bag down just where she was standing and nervously sat where Miles had indicated. Miles moved her bag out of the way, she noticed he already had a budge in his trousers.

Miles switched the main room light on, Jessica thought it seemed a lot brighter than normal, he then walked over to the PC and pushed some keys. The tripod light came on and also, a small red light on the camera. Miles moved their positions around occasionally asking Jessica to look up towards the ceiling or down towards the floor as he adjusted the light. He kept going back to the PC screen and checking something. "Uh… I don't think I want to be filmed" Jessica timidly said. "Nonsense!" Miles quickly replied, "I've gone to all this trouble for you. You should have said before." Jessica wondered how she should have know he wanted to film her, but she said nothing. He handed her a small glass with a clear liquid in it, oh that horrible drink again Jessica thought. "Drink this it will help you relax" the head ordered. Jessica knew she was going to hate it, but drank it straight down anyway, she wished she was not so nervous. This time she managed to avoid coughing as the neat vodka burnt her throat and stomach. 

"Okay that's looking great now" Miles said enthusiastically. "I've prepared a couple of crib sheets to get us started. You just say the words written in blue and do what it says in black. It’s only to get us started. Now read through it to make sure you understand." Jessica read the cards, what they said wasn’t true, but she guessed she was only acting.

Miles put on a mortarboard and black cloak over his tee shirt and black tracksuit bottoms. Jessica had never seen him without his work suit before, he didn't even have any shoes or socks on. "One final thing before we start" said Miles, "look into the camera and not at me when you speak if I’m off camera."

Jessica  gulped she was feeling a bit sick, there was no way out, nowhere to hide. She took a big breath and started, she pulled her school skirt up and opened her legs so the camera could almost see her white knickers. She looked into the camera and started her lines; "Please please Sir, take my cherry today, I'm eighteen now and if you don't I'll tell my dad you've been feeling me up. Please, please sir". "Ah I just forgot one thing" Miles interrupted, and keep looking at the camera while you speak. Miles stepped in front of her and played with her breasts until both nipples were hard and clearly visible through her white school blouse. Jessica's face had turned slightly red. "Great now do it again with feeling!" Miles ordered.

Jessica started again trying to concentrate on the words, and with the alcohol now taking effect, it was taking her mind off what she thought was to come a little later. It wasn't long before Miles was with her on the sofa and she finished her last few prepared lines as Miles removed the small training bra he had made her wear. She was now feeling very hot in more ways than one as Miles slowly rubbed the wet crutch of her white panties.

He slid the crutch of her pants to the side revealing her hairless sex, her whole sex area was red, flushed with excitement. She panted hard as he rubbed lightly around her swollen outer lips. He slowly asked her "What do you want me to do my school slut?" Jessica knew what she needed to say, "I want you to fuck me, I want you to take my cherry" came the panting reply back. Yes, no more need for the crib sheets thought Miles with a smile. I'll be able to get a fortune for this video.

Miles carefully parted her lips showing the camera her swollen clit but being careful not touching it. He carefully put her knickers crutch back in place. "Lift your butt slut so I can get these knickers off" he demanded. Jessica lifted her butt off the sofa and Miles slowly pulled off her knickers. All she had on now was her blue school skirt. Miles paused giving time for the viewers, to take in the site, he then took hold of her small hand and placed it on his bulging crutch. "Are you ready for me to let this out slut" he quietly asked. "Oh uh yes.. sir" Jessica breathlessly replied."  Her eyes betraying her anxiety. 

Show the camera your sex while I take these off. Miles zoomed the camera in to Jessica's crutch area before stepping back and removing his tracksuit bottoms as he watched Jessica spread her legs for the camera and gently touch her fanny. His dick was like rock sticking straight out once he’d removed his bottoms. Oh god she finally realised, she was really going to loose her virginity and it was going to be filmed. Miles left the camera zoomed in as his hand went to Jessica crutch and brought her quickly to a climax. He had to hold her still with his body and one hand as his other hand played with her clit unmercifully until she was begging for him to stop.

"Touch it" he quietly ordered, "touch my dick. Feel how hard it is. Jessica slowly took hold of his dick in both her hands. Oh god she thought, this will never fit inside me.

Miles positioned his body over her, he was still wearing the black cloak and mortar board but made sure it never obscured the camera. Jessica cried out with a second orgasm as she watched him rub his rock hard dick along her slot. She shuddered with anticipation as his bulbous dickhead settled at her fanny entrance. Miles pushed in quite hard, he bulbous head entered her fanny entrance, gor she was tight he could feel her hymen with his dick. “Oh god no” Jessica gasped. God her tight fanny entrance was squeezing his dick so hard, he knew he wouldn’t last long. He wanted to break her hymen slowly, he wanted the camera to get the pain on her face as he slowly ripped open the not quite ripe girl with his dick. She panted and started to struggle to get away as he pulsed harder and harder into her fanny. God she had a tough hymen, suddenly her cries changed from pleasure to pain as her hymen started to tear. Miles immediately backed right off then slowly, very slowly put the pressure slowly back on. again as Jessica screamed with pain as he slowly tore her hymen, god its not meant to me like this she thought. She begged Miles to stop but he continued to slowly push into her. "This is what you wanted slut." he shouted at her. Suddenly he pulled back and rammed into her as hard as he could. then again, a gain and again as he roughly pumped his seed into her as deep as he could. "Oh god yess" he shouted in his deep gravely voice as he finished expelling his load deep into her. “Your hurting me please stop” Jessica cried.

Jessica had been bouncing around like a rag doll as he filled her, she felt a lot more pain than pleasure she had tiers running down her face. It wasn't meant to be like this... or was it she thought. Miles slumped on top of her, breathing raggedly, she could hardly breath herself she thought she might pass out from the weight of him on her.  After another minute of very heavy panting Miles slowly lifted his weight from her and after another minute or two he dragged the camera tripod closer to them and zoomed the camera. He panned the camera to Jessica face. Jessica would have smashed the camera into pieces at that point if she could have reached, but she was still very trapped by Miles’s body and the big intrusion of his dick filling her, had it started to shrink? or was she just getting used to it.

Miles panned the camera between their bodies. They both watched as he withdrew an inch, his dick was covered in blood. As he very slowly withdrew further a mixture of blood and semen leaked from her. He withdrew completely then held her legs up and opened them to the camera as the mess ran out of her. "That my friends was the deflowering of Jessica, a young slut of just 13 years. May there be many more of them." Jessica felt relief that the monster was finally out of her, she slowly tentively squeezed her fanny, a lot more mess oozed from her.

Miles roughly wiped the mess and goo from her with the bloody towel that was under her. Jessica still had tiers in her eyes. "You're now a woman not a girl, go and shower." She went and showered as instructed, when she came back down Miles and all his kit was gone.


End of Part 5

Please email  comments etc what did you like/hate what could I have done to make it better? email:  ismallone@yahoo.co.uk

Hmmm.. this part turned out to be a bit gruesome, should I make it a bit happier in the next part?

Ivor Smallone


