Thomas Trent

Back door schoolgirl

CHAPTER ONE

Jenny moaned and spread her legs wider. The finger rubbed up and down the smooth slit of her cunt. Slowly, the finger neared her throbbing clit. She groaned aloud as it swiftly reversed direction before it reached her sensitive fuck nub. The finger worked down to her open cunthole, where it began softly circling the reddened rim. Her juices were flowing heavily, and the finger easily slid over the girl's slick pussy flesh.

Leaning back in the car seat and thrusting out her cunt, Jenny panted, "Ohhhh, please, baby, rub my clit!" She closed her eyes as a long, low groan left her parted lips. Her clit throbbed, begging for attention. It stood out from her cunt, engorged with hot blood. Her fucknub needed to be rubbed, massaged and stroked to the boiling point.

Jack chuckled, enjoying the effect his hand had on his girlfriend's cunt. He kept stroking up and down the girl's pussy, hoping Jenny wouldn't realize that he didn't know what or where a clit was. He wanted to make her feel as good as she made him feel when she jacked him off. He must have been doing something right, he thought. She hadn't ever turned down a date with him. Now, with her panties down around her ankles, she was obviously having a good time. Jack slid his fingers to her cunthole and began pushing two of them inside.

Jenny gasped. Her tight pussy began stretching to take the fingers. Her cunt cream flowed even more heavily to help ease the way. Spreading her legs even wider, she squirmed on the car seat to suck the fingers in. The fingers worked back and forth in short, sharp thrusts. With each push, they slid deeper into the young girl's wet pussy. With each push, Jenny's body jerked and she groaned in pleasure. Ohhhhh, how good it is, she thought. If only he'd rub my clit, it would be so much better.

Jack smiled as he watched the girl's reactions. Putting an arm around her shoulders, he slid his fingers all the way in. His cock was throbbing inside his pants as he rested his thumb at the top of the girl's cunt. Using the thumb for leverage, he began moving his two fingers in little circles, and then from side to side and in and out. He was gratified to hear the girl's sharp grunts of pleasure.

"Ohhhh, that's it, ohhhhh, oh, do it to me! Fuck me with your hand, Jack! Ohhhh, feels so good, oh, oh!"

She felt her tight cunt muscles spreading widely around the base of Jack's fingers as they dug deep. Then, as his fingers pulled back a little, her cunthole slightly closed again. She was swiftly being sent into orbit. Her body trembled as she felt the beginnings of a climax building up inside her. Almost without thinking, she wrapped one of her arms around Jack's shoulders for support. With the other, she felt in his lap for the hard lump she knew would be there.

Jack groaned, feeling her touch. "Ohhhh, yeah, baby. Touch my cock. Take it out and play with it!" He thrust his cock up against her hand for emphasis, his fingers working more energetically in her pussy.

As Jenny began doing as she had been told, her brain began fogging over. "Don't stop, oh, don't stop! I'm-I'm gonna c-cum! Aaaahhhh, nnngggghhhh!" she gasped. Her hips gyrated, pushing her cunt hard against the boy's hand. Her clit expanded, pulsing and throbbing. Her young body trembled, about to explode in pleasure. The two fingers swiftly plunged in and out of her cunt, faster and faster as she began to cum.

Her whole body tensed. A warm gush of juices flowed out of her cunt and coated Jack's hand. She convulsed as his fingers slipped and slid in her fuckhole, while his thumb kept massaging her swollen clit. Her muscles tightened up and released with her spasms as her numbed brain was overcome by the intense pleasure. She forgot where she was or what she was doing as she came under the boy's finger-fucking hand. The breath was forced out of her lungs in a rush. Her eyes were squeezed tightly closed, and she gripped the boy tightly around the shoulders as she experienced the heights of pleasure. She had temporarily forgotten about Jack's cock, but as her orgasm began to slow down, it quickly came back to mind. She again began rubbing it through the boy's pants.

Jack pumped his fingers more slowly in the girl's cunt when he sensed that her climax had ended. As he felt her relax, he gently pulled his fingers out of her fuckhole. Wetness dripped from them, and his entire hand glistened with her cream. He held his fingers in front of the girl's face, waving them under her nose.

"Here, baby. Lick my fingers while you rub my cock," he whispered.

The powerful aroma of her own cunt wafted into her nostrils. Jenny's brain swam in excitement. It was something Jack had asked her to do on several previous occasions, but she had always refused. Each time the suggestion had been made, she found her resolve weakening. She was now sorely tempted to do as he suggested, but she still couldn't bring herself to do the perverted act.

"N-no, Jack, I can't do that," she stammered. She began unfastening the boy's pants to take his mind off of it. As she reached inside his pants and pulled out his stiff six inches of prick, she felt a wonderful sense of power over him. She had done this to him. She had made his cock get hard. She had filled the boy with lust. It was she who had turned his cock into a rigid cylinder of throbbing steel. Never mind that he had recently done the same to her cunt. Gently, her soft hand began stroking.

"Mmmmmm, oh, yeah, Jenny. Play with my cock, baby!" He thrust his cock up and out as the girl began jacking him off. He held his fingers under his nose and inhaled deeply, a smile on his face.

Jenny wrapped her hand around Jack's prick. She felt its heat burning into her palm. It throbbed powerfully. Gently, she squeezed his engorged cockflesh. She began slowly pumping the boy's satiny prick skin. Jack leaned back and pulled the girl against him as the softness of her hand started working its magic. Filled with lust, he pulled her mouth to his.

Jenny pushed her lips against her boyfriend's and opened her mouth. Her tongue snaked out and flicked over Jack's lips just as his tongue was coming out to meet hers. Their tongues met and began licking each other, softly pushing and nudging. Their heads turned from side to side, lips wetly sliding and tongues working. Still, Jenny jerked him off.

Loving the velvet heat of the boy's cock, Jenny pulled and stroked it. Her hand slid to his prick base and she encircled it. She pulled his loose cockflesh in short strokes, squeezing and massaging. Then her hand slipped up to the middle and began lightly rubbing. Softly slipping up to his swollen cock crown, the girl's fingers began twisting and turning and kneading his reddened prickflesh. Her fingers traced around his big pisshole. The little bit of slippery wetness seeping from his piss-slit was picked up and smeared around. Jack groaned into Jenny's mouth as his fluids made the girl's fingers slip and slide over his cockhead. His cock pulsed harder, and his tongue began working more frantically.

Feeling like her tongue and lips were being sucked into Jack's mouth, Jenny expertly massaged his cock. Her hand squeezed its way back to the thick base and to his balls. Gently, she tickled the boy's ball-sac. Her fingers went under his balls and hefted them. She rolled them in her hand as she felt their weight. Then her hand flicked back to the base and squeezed and stroked once again.

She broke off the kiss to focus all her attention on the cock in her hand. She stared intently, pumping in long, slow strokes, from the base to the tip. With the other hand, she felt his balls and began playing with them at the same time. As the boy's cock swelled even bigger and harder, Jenny's eyes shined with excitement. She loved seeing what she could do to a cock. From the way this one was swelling, she knew it would not be long before the boy spurted his cum into her hand.

Jack moaned his lust. "Honey, oh, it feels good! Damn, you do that so good, baby." His voice lowered. "But, there's something you could do to make it even better, Jenny. Will you?" He looked at the girl, his eyes communicating his desire.

Astonished, Jenny looked up. She had already made it clear to him that he could not fuck her. That was for marriage. However, she did like the boy. She wondered bow she could make it better for him without putting it in her cunt. Warily, she asked, "How can I do that?"

Hesitating, Jack whispered, "Put your mouth on it." He stroked her soft hair.

Jenny recoiled in shock. Put her mouth on it! The thought of his slimy cum spurting into her mouth filled her with revulsion. "W-what? No! No I won't do it! I don't want that stuff in my mouth!" she cried, indignantly.

"But baby, please. It'll feel so much better. I've heard a lot about it. Lots of people do it, honey. Please, I-I'll tell you when I'm about to cum, and you can pull your head away," he begged.

"No! I don't care how many people do it. I'm not going to. Besides, how do I know you'll tell me when you're gonna cum?"

"I'll tell you, I promise I will! You can pull your mouth off it then. Please, Jenny. Suck my cock!" He pushed her head down toward his throbbing cock, like he had done many times in his dreams. In the dreams, the girl had hungrily opened her mouth and started sucking him. She hadn't even slowed down when he came, and she eagerly sucked and slurped his cream. But in cold reality, it was not to be. Jenny resisted his push with a shake of her head.

"No, Jack! Ooooooh!" She tossed her head with a snap, grimacing in disgust. "I'm not gonna put your cock in my mouth. You're just gonna have to be happy with this." She squeezed his cock and resumed jacking him off, an odd look on her face. Jack sat back in defeat, consoling himself with the thought that at least the seed had been planted in the girl's mind.

He soon got over it as his cock registered the wondrous effects of Jenny's hand. He had to admit that she pumped him expertly. His cock kept engorging until he thought it would burst and spray them with blood. Damn, it did feel good.

Jenny thrilled as she watched the boy's cock getting harder in her grasp. She began massaging faster and harder as she sensed the boy's climax was near. She cupped his balls, feeling them tightening up in preparation.

Jack stroked the girl's hair and neck as his load boiled up from his balls. His body started trembling with the force of his unleashed passion. Relief was on the way. "Aaaahhhh, baby, jack me off! Do it, nnnmmmggghhh, oooohhhh, yeah, don't stop! I'm-I'm gonna c-cum! Oh – uhhhh!"

Jenny's pussy was creaming as she pumped in long, hard strokes, squeezing and pulling the stiff cock flesh. She massaged the boy's balls in gentle circles as Jack began gyrating his ass. She felt him wildly caressing her head and neck as he went out of his mind with pleasure. Damn, it excited her so much to have him so under her power! She could feel the powerful preliminary spasms as he was about to cum. Quickly taking her hand away from his balls, she cupped it under the boy's cockhead to catch his load.

Jack gasped, his whole body quivering. "H-here I cum! Ohhhh, aaarrrggghhh!" He grunted and held his breath as his cock exploded in a thick stream of cum. The breath was slowly pressed out of his lungs as his muscles tensed and his toes curled up.

"Oh!" panted Jenny. As she watched closely, her hand swiftly pumping, the boy's cock convulsed. The hot, wet cum flooded out of his pisshole and into her waiting palm. The first powerful squirt almost shot over her hand. Some of it dripped over the side. As she kept up her long stroking, the boy's cum spurted and spurted into her palm. She watched, wide-eyed and breathing hard. The thick, wet, warm white wads of cum made a deep puddle in her palm as she wrung the boy's cock dry. When Jack slumped back into the seat, the girl pumped slower, still milking it of every last drop.

Jenny's cunt was now gushing. She was ready for Jack to finger-fuck her pussy again. She lifted her mouth to his for a wet kiss, and froze.

At that moment, one of the school's vice principals pounded on the window and ordered them out of the car.

CHAPTER TWO

Jack gave a start and looked around wildly. He spied the vice-principal for boys, Mr. Osborne, staring at him. He was acutely aware of his own cum-dripping cock.

"Ya'll clean yourselves up and come to my office." He turned and headed for his office in long, determined strides.

"Awwwww, fuck!" wailed Jack. "Goddamn that son of a bitch!"

"That bastard!" cried Jenny, at the same time. Her heart was racing. She trembled nervously as she got out some tissues with one hand while gingerly cupping Jack's cum in the other. Quickly, she dabbed up the sticky mess, while Jack wiped off his cock, then put it back into his pants.

Damn it, she had told Jack it was too risky to sit out in his car in the school parking lot. Finals began tomorrow, and they could be expelled. Fuck! Her body was shaken by tremors of fear as she thought of having to explain to her parents. She couldn't bear the thought of having to take the whole semester over again. It would be quite a setback, not to mention being a severe embarrassment.

Jack was babbling, "Let's deny it! We'll say we were just sitting here. We weren't doing anything! We're innocent!"

"Now come on, Jack. It's no use. Nobody'll believe us. Nobody in this whole fucking world'll take our word over his." She dejectedly pulled up her panties and straightened her dress.

"B-but, Jenny! We can't just go in there and admit the truth! We'll be kicked out of school. You know how that asshole gets his kicks. The more people he can expel from school, the better he likes it. We gotta deny it!" he pleaded. Jenny opened her door.

"No, Goddamn it. I told you. We'll just have to face up to it and hope they won't do anything to us." She swallowed hard and got out.

Jack whined the whole way to the office, trying to get her to change her mind. It was no use. Jenny was raised as a good girl. Her parents had always told her to tell the truth. It simply was not in her to lie, even if it would save her skin.

Larry Osborne, the boy's vice-principal, stood in the door to his office, waiting for them. He was a tall man, almost twice their ages. He had thick black hair, and eyes to match. When he walked, his big chest was usually thrust out. Sometimes, when his shirt was unbuttoned, you could see a bit of black hair poking out. He had one hell of a mean reputation around the school. Jack took one look at Osborne's stance and his knees turned to jelly.

"Come in, Jack," said Osborne. His face was an unreadable mask as he spoke, but his eyes were shining. Quaking, Jack slid past the man and into the well-furnished office.

Jenny watched Jack, contempt on her face. She turned blankly to Osborne, realizing that he was speaking to her. Her look turned defiant. She was determined to take whatever might come, and not to buckle under the pressure. She was ready to take full responsibility for her actions, no matter what.

Osborne's gaze roved up and down the girl's body. He very much liked what he saw. She was petite, slender and fine boned. She was a little over five feet tall, and around one hundred pounds. She was innocent and young, and could easily have passed for several years younger than she was.

Her hair was parted on the left. It was light brown and long, ending in soft, dainty curls. Her open blue eyes were cat-like, wide and narrow. Her eyebrows were dark, slim and perfectly shaped. Her nose was small and delicately chiseled. Her mouth was slightly downturned at the corners, and her lips looked soft and red. Her teeth were small and white. After lingering over her mouth, the man's gaze traveled farther down the girl's fine body.

Her perky tits were thrust up and out against the top of her thin dress. She wore no bra, and her nipples pointed through the material. The man stared hard at the smooth valley between them, wishing her dress were cut just a little lower. Her slim waist was clearly outlined by the narrow belt that pulled in her dress. The dress smoothly curved out again to follow the gentle flaring of her hips. The dress stopped just above her knees. From what Osborne could see of her legs, they were firm and velvet smooth. The flawless, creamy white flesh that he could see called out to him. As his cock started to rise, he wanted to fall to his knees and worship her body.

Instead, he said, "Mrs. Johnson's waiting for you. Go see her." Noticing the way the girl was looking at him, he added, "You're in trouble, honey."

Jenny turned haughtily and began walking down to the next office. Her head was held high. Osborne eyeballed the girl's firm ass as she shook it from side to side. No one noticed the fleeting grin that passed across his face as he stared hard, then went into his office.

Jenny went into Mrs. Johnson's office and found the vice-principal for girls sitting behind her desk, waiting for her. The woman looked up as Jenny entered and closed the door behind her. The girl gulped, losing some of her determination as she saw the lady staring it her.

Mary Johnson was at least ten years older than the girl, and maybe more. She was a little taller than Jenny. Her large, expressive brown eyes were complemented by her short, wavy auburn hair. She had a large, wide mouth with full lips. Her face was smooth and untroubled, yet there was something menacing about her that Jenny could feel. As the woman sat behind her desk, Jenny could see part of her tanned chest and a bit of pure white cleavage between her great tits. The woman sensed Jenny's fear and smiled with her lips, but not with her eyes. It only served to increase Jenny's discomfort.

"H-hello, Mrs. Johnson," Jenny said, almost whispering. "I guess you know why I'm here."

The woman looked her up and down before answering, taking in every feature of the young girl's fine body. "Yes. Yes, I do." She leaned back, her voice hardening as she said, "Now, explain yourself."

"Well it's-it's kind of embarrassing, Mrs. Johnson. You see, my boyfriend and I – we…" her voice trailed off. Beginning again, she said, "Well we were sitting in his car, and…" She stopped, at a lost for words.

Now she was realizing how incriminating her story would sound.

Mrs. Johnson stood up and came around the desk. She said, "I understand, Jenny. You pulled down your panties and let him play with your cunt." Jenny was shocked. "Then you pulled out his stiff prick. Or maybe it was the other way around." Her gaze slithered up and down Jenny's body again. "Hmmmmm, you do look like the kind of young bitch who would grab at a boy's cock, don't you." It was a statement, not a question.

Jenny gasped. "Ma'am, since you already know what we were doing, can we please get this over with?"

"Quiet! I'm doing the talking here." When Jenny stood there open-mouthed, the woman continued. "As I was saying before you interrupted me. Regardless of what order things occurred in, you pulled out the boy's cock. You jacked him off until his cum spurted in your hand. What did you do with the cum after Mr. Osborne caught you? Did you lick it up and swallow it? Answer me!"

Red-faced, the girl began sobbing, "No, I didn't lick it up. Why are you doing this to me? Just punish me and get it over with please."

The woman sneered. "You little sluts are all alike." Then she patted down her dress. "All right, since you want to get it over with, we can. Let's see – I could expel you from school for this. Then all your work this semester would have been wasted." She looked hard at the girl. Receiving the appropriate amount of cringe, she continued. "Or you could submit to my own special brand of punishment and stay in school." She sniffed, nodding her head up and down. Her eyes bored holes in the girl the whole time.

"W-what is it? Oh, Mrs. Johnson, I do want to stay in school? Please, tell me what it is!"

The woman's gaze again darted up and down the girl's curvaceous body. She said, "All right, but before I do, there's one more thing I could do – suspension for five days. However, since finals are this week, it would be the same as expelling you." She looked at the girl as if waiting for a response.

Jenny couldn't keep the ray of hope from sounding in her voice. She eagerly cried, "Okay, okay. Punish me. I really don't have much choice, do I? Please, just don't kick me out of school, Mrs. Johnson. Anything but that!"

The woman nodded, knowing the girl was hers. "Okay, Jenny. We're gonna do it my way." She smiled. "I'm glad you're being sensible." After a moment's hesitation, she told the girl, "Now, what you need is a good spanking, and I'm gonna give it to you. Pull down your panties and lean across my desk."

Jenny stepped back, surprise registering on her pretty face. She needed another moment to think. In her mind, she replayed the alternatives. Trembling, she thought of exposing herself to the older woman. After arguing with herself for a split second, she knew there was only one thing she could do.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly said, "Okay, Mrs. Johnson. I'll do it." She began raising her dress.

Watching closely, the woman said, "One more thing, Jenny. From now on, you are to do exactly as I tell you. Do not speak again unless I ask you a question. Don't make any noise or protest. I won't hurt you. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Ma'am," whispered Jenny, her voice so low that it could hardly be heard. Again, she began raising her dress to get at her panties.

Mrs. Johnson's glance flicked over the young girl's tits. Then her gaze roved down slowly, until she got to the girl's feet. Her gaze slithered over Jenny's smooth, creamy legs until she got to the slowly raising hemline of the dress. As the dress rose, her gaze rose with it.

Jenny uncomfortably noticed the woman's gaze and she trembled. She was getting lusty signals, and thought she must be wrong. It was impossible for the older woman to be sexually attracted to her. Why, the respected vice principal had been at the school for as long as she could remember. She shook her head to clear her mind, then hooked her fingers into her panties. She yanked them down to her ankles, bending over as she did so. There was nothing she could do about her wildly beating heart.

The woman said, "That's fine, honey. Now, lie across my desk and flip your dress up onto your back. I don't want it getting in the way."

"Yes, Ma'am," Jenny stammered. She bobbled a couple of steps to the big oak desk. With a grunt, she bent across it. Her face flushed, she slipped up the back of her dress.

Mary Johnson suppressed a sharp gasp. With her hind around her throat, she stared with rapidly glazing eyes at the young girl's upturned ass. The girl's satiny smooth asscheeks were firm and round. There was a deep crack between her beautiful asscheeks. The woman could not keep from staring up and down the young girl's legs and ass. Her breath came quicker. She knew she had never seen such a fine, firm ass. The girl's tender white flesh glowed with freshness and health, from her pretty feet and slender legs, all the way up to her flawless, creamy asscheeks.

Jenny lay there, silently waiting for the slap she knew would be coming. The cool air caressed her ass, and she felt tingles of sensation coming from the area. She was still hot and unsatisfied from her rudely interrupted session with Jack. With a start, she realized she was excited by the strange turn of events. She closed her eyes.

Chills raced up and down her spine as she felt the cool touch of the lady's hand on her ass. The hand lightly cupped her asscheeks and rubbed them up and down. Then she felt a light slapping, first on one cheek and then on the other. Reflexively, her asscheeks began tensing for the swats she knew to be forthcoming. She braced herself, and just in time. The older woman brought her hand far back, then swung.

With a resounding smack, flesh met flesh. Jenny's body jerked with the sudden jolt. A stinging pain rippled out from her ass. Before her asscheeks had stopped quivering, the next blow landed. This time, Jenny couldn't keep from grunting. She gripped the edge of the desk and willed herself not to cry out as the woman's hand met her ass for the third time. Her brain filling up with pain, she felt her asscheeks getting hotter as they swelled with blood and turned crimson. She began to moan.

Mrs. Johnson was enjoying herself. She had always known she had a dominant side, but it wasn't until she came to the school as vice principal that she had realized how much it turned her on to demonstrate her power. It was surprising to find out which of the girls enjoyed her treatment, and how many there were! Each time she found a new one, she became more excited than she had the last time.

This time was no different. As soon as she had seen Jenny, she had suspected that the girl had a deep submissive streak running through her very core. She had known right then that the girl would make an interesting subject. The girl didn't know herself well enough to realize her need to be dominated, but Mrs. Johnson would take care of that. She would take control of the girl, making sure Jenny quickly found out about herself and enjoyed every minute of it. Jenny would be broken in properly, like a good girl should. Mrs. Johnson kept swinging, thrilling with each sudden slap against the girl's soft asscheeks.

Jenny lay across the desk, her face twisted in a grimace of pain. The pain shooting out from her ass had steadily taken over her brain until it now overshadowed any other thoughts she might have had. The only thing she knew was pain as her soft asscheeks were repeatedly beaten. Biting her lip, she tried to stifle her moans.

Suddenly, the beating stopped. Jenny put her head on her arms and lay still. Her ass was on fire, quivering and tingling in shock. Her legs shook as she held onto the desk to keep from sliding off. Gradually, her breathing slowed. Even though her ass burned, she was grateful that it hadn't been worse. As the pain began to subside, she realized with a shock that her cunt was gushing. She could feel the hot juices dripping down her thighs in a steady, wet stream. For an instant, she forgot about the older woman, but then it came to her that the woman had a clear, unobstructed view between her legs. She tried to close them together as she began straightening up. A hand on her back held her down.