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The worst things can happen to little girls on their way to school.

Mmf, nc, exh

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                    On the Way to School, Part 2
                    by InnerStrength


I couldn't believe it. I had just come harder than I ever had, but I was still
as horny as ever. I couldn't get you out of my mind. When I got home, I went
straight to the bathroom and started masturbating, thinking about invading
your young body. I came again, but I knew I wasn't through with you for the
day.

I don't know when the school lunch periods are, so I changed clothes and
headed over to the school at 11:00. With new clothes, and without the mask, I
knew you wouldn't recognize me, but I still have to be careful. Some people
think a man my age hanging around a school yard might be up to no good, but
its not like I'm a drug dealer or a pervert or anything.

I am rock hard again, but I can't touch myself in public, and I do my best to
hide it. I can't wait to get you in private again. Finally, a bell rings, and
children come streaming out of the building. I can't see you anywhere. There
are too many kids. Some of the older boys and girls are playing with each
other the way you would expect adolescents to play. The girls are calling the
boys faggots, and the boys are flipping up the little skirts to show the
panties underneath. None of them is as beautiful as you are, my little toy.

Then I see you off in a corner. You must be avoiding the boys so nobody tries
to see your panties. I watch for a while, and you won't even sit down. I was
hoping you would flash a little while you played or sat. I guess I have to
start things myself.

There is a group of boys standing around the side of the building, sneaking
cigarettes. They look perfect. I go to the side, and try to get their
attention. Those pricks won't even come near me until I show a can of beer I
brought. When they come over, I just make small talk, and let them have some
sips of beer. They seem pretty cool, and they start warming up to me.

When they ask why I am there, I say that I caught some little slut in bed with
my son, and I want to find her and talk to her parents. She should know better
than to throw herself and poor young boys.

"I'll bet she even wears thin panties that show her little bush."

"No way. There aren't any girls like that in our school."

"Yes there is. I swear."

"Yeah? Then who is it."

I point you out, still standing by yourself in the corner. Your hair is messed
up, and you look frightened. Your eyes are a little red. But you've really
pulled yourself together. I'm impressed.

"That one? Are you kidding? She won't even go to second base."

"Maybe you just weren't man enough for her."

"You're full of shit, man."

"Why don't you go check it out for yourself?"

The group of boys heads over to talk to you, while I duck out of sight, where
I can see the action. You try to avoid eye contact, but it is clear the boys
really want to talk to you.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"What's up. Why are you over here all by yourself?"

"I don't know. I just want to be alone."

"That's not what we heard."

"What do you mean?"

"We heard that you like being with boys. We heard you are a slut."

"Who said that? I am not"

You start to get a little frantic. You think I was right. People can see what
a slut you are. You tried so hard to hide it, but somehow, it must be showing.

"Why don't you show us how much of a slut you are?"

"I'm not a slut. What do you mean?"

"Show us your panties."

You look very scared and try to run from the group, but one of the boys grabs
you.

The bell rings, and kids start heading back into the school. The yard is
emptying out.

"Why are you so scared? We just want to see your panties? Don't go psycho."

"No. Please. I don't want to."

"Come on, just show us, and we'll leave you alone."

"No!" You try to run again.

"OK, suit yourself."

One grabs your arms, pins them behind your back, and hold you still.

"Pull her skirt up. I want to see."

"Holy shit!"

You don't have any panties. Your little pussy is pink and swollen. There is
cum and blood dried on the tops of your thighs. You were afraid to clean up
because somebody might see you washing off at the sink.

"I think she's been fucking."

"I've never seen a pussy that's been fucked before."

"Can you smell that?"

"I want to touch it."

"No. Please don't. Let me go."

One starts running his fingers on your swollen little pussy. Another tries to
touch your bottom.

"This damn skirt is in the way. Get it off."

Somebody pulls your skirt down roughly, and now you are standing in the middle
of your school yard with only a shirt on. Anyone walking by on the street
would see you. They boys all want to touch you. They didn't know you were a
slut. They would have loved touching your pussy before, if only they'd
known. One of them starts pushing a finger in and you start crying. One by
one, they all start groping your ass and fingering your pussy.

"Can we stick a finger up her butt?"

"No. That would be dirty. I don't want to smell like crap all afternoon."

"Hey. Somebody else hold her arms. I'm getting tired and I want to touch."

When the boy lets go, you run. One of them blocks your way into the school, so
you run across the schoolyard. You look so sweet, running with your ass
showing to the world, just for me. The boys chase you, but you manage to make
it into the girls bathroom. They look disappointed and start to go back
inside. Why are kids so dense these days?

"Guys. Where are you going?"

"The bell rang. We have to go to class."

"You'd rather go to class than fuck a cute girl asking for it? What's wrong
with this country?"

"She ran into the girls' room."

"She was going somewhere private so we can have some fun. Let's go."

"But it's the girls' room. What if we get caught?"

"We can take turns watching the door. Here. Give me her skirt. Come on."

"OK. I'm in."

I guess lunch hour will be a little longer than normal today.

