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 Author: David Stephens
Title: Irma
Part: Chapter 4
Keywords: FFFM/g, inc, pedo



   Irma - Chapter 4

   by David Stephens

   Irma looked around as she entered Mrs Channing's office holding
Lindsay's hand, her qualms only partially assuaged by the welcoming smiles
on the faces of the headmistress and her secretary.  Lindsay had told her
that there was nothing to worry about but up to now she had only known the
head as a figure of austere authority, and though the new secretary was
clearly trying to appear friendly, she was unknown to Irma and thus of
concern.

   "Hello, Irma, dear," said Dolly.  "There's no need to be anxious, though
I can see that you are feeling a little that way.  Your mummy has asked
Miss Palmer to stimulate your nipples when she can while you're at school,
and Sonya here and myself have agreed to help her in that delightful task.
You are happy to let us do that, aren't you?"

   The 6-year-old nodded her head and smiled hesitantly at the
headmistress.

   "Yes, Mrs Channing."

   "You can take your blouse and vest off now, child, and sit over there on
the sofa."

   The leather sofa was for the use of visitors but wasn't often used.  The
half-naked child eased herself on to it, noticing how the headmistress and
secretary were looking at her just as lecherously as Lindsay.  That
reassured her, for she was a little girl who gloried in her ability to be
sexually attractive to adults.

   "I do think that Irma will look extremely hot dressed as a child
prostitute!" said Sonya, noting how the 6-year-old was looking more
comfortable now that she could see the desire in the eyes of all three
women.  In fact, she was so comfortable that she lifted her feet on to the
sofa, allowing her slim legs to be displayed and giving a good view of her
pale-blue panties.

   "I do so agree," said Lindsay, "but then she looks pretty hot in
whatever she wears."

   "Mummy says I'm a sexy cunt!" said Irma, giggling with delight.

   "Well, she's even more emphatic than that," said Lindsay with a smile.
"What she usually says is something like `my little girl is such a fucking
sexy cunt!' if we're going to be accurate."

   "Yes, she says I'm a fucking sexy cunt!" agreed Irma happily.

   "I can see what she means," said the headmistress, "even if I personally
wouldn't express myself in quite that way."

   "Put your legs down now, Irma," said Lindsay, sitting by the side of the
6-year-old.  "I'm just going to rub your nipples and pinch them a little,
just like your mummy does at home, and I know you like her doing that."

   "Can I help you?" asked Sonya, sitting on the other side of Irma and
immediately circling Irma's left nipple with her fingertip.

   "Sure, why not?  It needs quite firm pressure when you're rubbing them
if we're going to have a chance of getting good results.  And firmness is
the keyword when we pinch them.  Stella isn't happy until she makes Irma
yelp, so I suggest that we should aim for that ourselves."

   "I was thinking," said Lindsay, as she and Sonya set to work on the
6-year-old's nipples, "about what I said about how hot Irma would look with
her stiff little nips showing through a skimpy top.  Do you remember,
Dolly?"

   "Very well!  It's an image that is difficult to forget, not that I would
want to forget it."

   "Well then, just imagine the little darling with nipple rings!  How sexy
would she look wearing those, with or without clothes?"

   "Very sexy indeed, of course, but are you serious or just fantasizing,
not that there's anything wrong with that."

   "Just fantasizing, I suppose, but I could suggest the possibility to
Stella.  She's all for sexualizing Irma in all sorts of ways, so I do
believe it's a realistic option."

   "I'd love to see her with a tongue stud," said Sonya, excitedly pinching
the 6-year-old's nipple.

   "What about ear piercings," said Lindsay, "or a belly-button stud?"

   "Labial piercings would be even better!"

   "Or a ring through her clitoris!"

   The headmistress smiled.  "All delightful possibilities, I'm sure, but I
think you're both getting a little carried away."

   "Even so," said Lindsay, "I'm going to suggest to Stella that she at
least allows Irma to have nipple rings.  I really believe that she well may
agree to that.  Particularly as pierced nipples are supposed to be
especially sensitive, which is what we're aiming at in the first place."

   In their excitement, Lindsay and Sonya were pinching and twisting Irma's
nipples with a good deal of force, until her eyes began to water and she
let out several little yelps, though she made no complaint of her
treatment.

   "Would you like to have nipple rings, darling?" asked Lindsay as she and
Sonya decided that the 6-year-old's nips had received sufficient attention
for the time being.

   "Yes, Miss!  And I'd like a tongue stud - and a nose ring!"

   "Well, we'll have to see about that.  I'd love to see you with a ring
through your lower lip as well, but we'll have to see how things go.  We
could at least buy you some clip-on nipple rings, just to see what they
look like, but the real thing would be much better."

   "What about having Irma's nips tattooed, so that they look a little
larger and pinker," said Sonya, her face flushed with excitement.

   "That would be so wonderful," agreed Lindsay.  "And she could have a
mandala design, or something like that, tattooed around them for emphasis!"

   "And a design of some kind decorating her lovely smooth pussy lips!"

   "All delicious possibilities," agreed the headmistress readily, "but I
do think we should take one step at a time.  The nipple ring idea is the
one to deal with first, I would say, as we're focusing on that area at the
moment.  Could you suggest it to Irma's mother, Lindsay, and we'll see how
we go from there?"

   "I definitely will do.  She may not agree, of course, but it's not
something she's likely to turn down out of hand.  Look how reddened and
swollen Irma's nipples are now we've given them some fairly rough
treatment! It would be glorious if Stella does permit her to have them
pierced and I'm reasonably confident she will do so."

   "Could we have Irma fully dressed again, ladies?" asked the
headmistress. "I'm afraid that for the time being we'll have to turn away
from the wonderful world of pierced and tattooed 6-year-old nymphets to the
mundane reality of school lessons, disappointing though that may be."

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   On Friday morning the headmistress received a call from Stella King,
which she answered while once again gazing at the photos of a
cum-splattered Irma.

   "I'm sure you'll remember, Mrs Channing, that my little girl is going to
give Miss Palmer her panties this afternoon?"

   "Indeed!  I've been looking forward to today immensely.  Irma has
promised me a kiss and cuddle afterwards, and I hope to take advantage of
her lack of underwear by having a little feel between her legs, if that's
alright with you?"

   "It's alright with me and it will be more than alright with Irma, I can
assure you!  What I was ringing up about was to let you know that my
husband had promised Irma that he would ejaculate in her panties this
morning, but he unfortunately was late for work and forgot to do so.  Would
it be possible for him to visit Irma in school later on, during his lunch
hour, and put that right?"

   "I don't see why not.  Tell him to come to my office and I'll arrange
for Irma to be there.  If I'm not there my secretary will find me - she can
be totally trusted by the way."

   "I'm sure she can - Miss Palmer has told me all about her.  I hope you
both will visit our home soon.  Bill has promised Irma faithfully that he's
going to have intercourse with her soon, and it would be good if you could
be there."

   "We'll be there, Mrs King, don't you worry about that!  If you don't
mind me asking, when you say that your husband is going to have intercourse
with Irma, do you mean vaginal intercourse or anal?"

   "Probably anal in the first place, simply because Bill thinks that it'll
be easier to get his penis in her bottom than her pussy.  Her vagina is
still very tight, despite being regularly fingered by both of us, with the
help of Lindsay.  Her bum-hole is tight as well, but Irma herself thinks
she'll be able to take her daddy's cock up there, even though it may well
be a struggle for her."

   "I must admit that when Lindsay told me that your husband was intending
to have sexual intercourse with Irma I considered that she was far too
young, but having thought about it and talked with Lindsay I can see that I
was wrong about that.  Lindsay has persuaded me that even little girls as
young as Irma are ready for the joys of penetrative sex, and I must say
that the prospect of watching her being sodomized by her father is one
which fills me with delight!"

   "I'm so pleased about that!  Bill and I do so want you to be part of the
whole process of sexualizing Irma and making her into a willing whore for
family and friends."

   "Talking of that, Lindsay has told me about your idea of dressing Irma
up to look like a child prostitute and photographing her - a very good idea
indeed, I must say.  Has she informed you in turn that my secretary, Sonya,
has volunteered to design and make some appropriately tarty clothes for
her?"

   "Yes, she has.  Please will you thank Sonya for me, until I have the
chance to thank her myself.  I'll tell my husband then that it's alright
for him to see Irma in your office later.  By the way, it's possible that
my father will be with him.  I hope to meet you soon, Mrs Channing. 
Goodbye for now!"

   How exactly Stella's father came into the situation wasn't something
that troubled the headmistress too much.  No doubt things would be made
clear in time.  It was all part of the strange and wonderful way that her
life had changed during recent days.  She was having to push herself to
carry on with her normal school routine, so continually entranced was she
by thoughts of the sexual molestation of little girls, and Irma in
particular.

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   Dolly was actually applying herself to administrative work so
assiduously in the hour leading up to lunchtime that when a knock came on
the office door she forgot for a moment that she was expecting visitors.

   "Come in!" she said, and was momentarily surprised when the middle-aged
man who came into the room smiled at her as though he was an old friend,
though she had never seen him before.  It was only when a somewhat older
man followed him into the room that it came to her who they were.

   "Bill King!" said the first man, holding out his hand.  "This is my
father-in-law, Ralph.  I hope you don't mind him being here, but I have a
proposition to put to you, which you may be interested in."

   "Indeed!  May I ask what that is?  Please do sit down.  I believe my
secretary must have gone to fetch Irma for you - I`m sure she won't be very
long."

   "Well," said Bill, "As you know, I'm here to shoot a load of my semen
into Irma's knickers, as I promised to do this morning.  Ralph here
suggested that he join me and do likewise, but as there's been some mention
by Lindsay of you possibly having a liking for a mouthful of cum, I thought
that you might let Ralph take care of that for you."

   "That's very kind of him, though it was more Lindsay's idea than mine."

   "As an incentive, I thought that you could share Ralph's semen with Irma
in a messy kiss.  How does that sound?"

   "Wonderful!" said the headmistress enthusiastically as the door opened
again and Sonya ushered Irma into the room.

   The 6-year-old smiled at her father and grandfather and started to lift
her skirt up.

   "Shall I pull my knickers down a bit, Daddy, so you can spunk in them,
or are you going to push your cock inside them?"

   "You'd better pull them down, sweetheart, or there'll be cum splattered
all over the place."

   "Do you want to kneel down, Mrs Channing?" suggested Ralph, unzipping
his fly and pulling out his stiffening cock.

   "Why not?" said Dolly, for it seemed to her now that whatever variety of
sexual depravity was suggested to her, she had long since passed the point
where there was any chance she was going to decline, even more so when a
lovely little girl like Irma was involved.

   She had been quite prepared to suck on Ralph's cock to bring him to
orgasm, but it seemed that wasn't going to be necessary.  He was wanking
furiously in front of her face now and as she waited for the inevitable
spurts of semen, her mouth wide open, she watched as Irma pulled her
panties down to her mid-thighs and in her turn waited for her father, also
now masturbating, to achieve orgasm.

   The two men climaxed almost at the same moment, Ralph thrusting his
pulsing cock into Dolly's eager mouth and Bill squirting several streams of
cum on to the gusset of Irma's panties, which the 6-year-old was carefully
holding so as to miss none of the precious fluid.

   "Don't let any of the semen drip off the sides, sweetie," said Bill as
his little girl cautiously pulled her panties back up again.  "That's it,
darling!  Pull them up nice and tight.  Does it feel good to have your
daddy's warm spunk against your cunt again?"

   "It's so good, Daddy!  I love my cunt feeling all wet and sticky with
your lovely cum!"

   "Now you can have a special wet, cummy kiss with Mrs Channing, darling."

   Still kneeling, Dolly received the 6-year-old in her open arms and
kissed her on the mouth, allowing her load of cum to drool between the
little girl's parted lips.  The kiss became more intense and passionate and
Dolly was surprised by how eagerly Irma sought her tongue with her own. 
This is a very young child I'm tongue-kissing, thought Dolly, intoxicated
with desire, and the warm semen of a man I've only just met is dribbling
from between our lips.  This is depraved in the extreme, lewd, obscene, and
absolutely disgraceful behaviour for a well-regarded headmistress - and how
I ache to experience more of this!  Much more!

   It was clear that Irma was positively demanding to be molested, and
though her parents determination to sexualize the 6-year-old partly
explained this, it was equally clear that the little girl was a natural
slut and unlikely to be the only one among her pupils.

   Tessa Alcott, for one, was ripe for abuse, judging by what Sonya had
told her about the way the 7-year-old had happily allowed herself to be
groped by her in the girls' toilets.  Then there was 5-year-old Kirsty
Sadler, a child with the face of an angel who, according to Lindsay, wasn't
averse to having a hand up her skirt and exploring her bottom and between
her legs.  So many delightful possibilities, and she was determined to make
the most of them!

   "I'm sorry to disturb you, Mrs Channing," said Sonya, as the
headmistress enthusiastically prolonged the semen-lubricated kiss, "but you
have a teachers' meeting soon and I imagine you want to freshen up before
then."

   Dolly reluctantly took her lips from Irma's and stood up, smiling
lovingly at the 6-year-old.  "It probably wouldn't be wise to appear before
Miss Jones in particular with semen dripping from my chin!"

   Miss Jones was one of the longest-serving teachers, a resolute
churchgoer and self-appointed moral guidance counsellor, always ready to
point out to her headmistress instances of what she considered to be
inappropriate behaviour by pupils, Irma and Tessa Alcott having earned her
disapproval on more than one occasion.

   "I'll just clean Irma up," said Sonya, taking hold of the 6-year-old's
hand, "and then take her to her next class - I can always make an excuse
for her late arrival."

   "Remember to come here at going home time, Irma," said Dolly, "so that
you can give Lindsay your panties.  Has your mummy given you a spare pair
of clean panties to put on?"

   "No, Mrs Channing, she says there's no need.  Daddy is going to pick me
up in the car and as soon as I get home he and mummy are going to give my
holes a good fingering!"

   "The little slut's bottom more than her cunt," said Bill, "as I intend
to sodomize her in the fairly near future."

   "So your wife informed me when we spoke on the telephone.  She's invited
Sonya and I to watch you doing the deed, and I must say that if ever a
little girl deserved a good hard buggering, then that little girl is Irma!"

   "I'll be taking her up the ass as well, after Bill's had her," said the
6-year-old's grandfather, tucking his by now flaccid cock back into his
trousers.  "When we've finished with the little darling she's going to have
a very sore bottom hole indeed!"

   "That's just as it should be," said Dolly, by now fully converted to the
view that little girls as alluring as Irma should willingly allow
themselves to be sexually abused by those adults closest to them.  "If Irma
is as loving a daughter as I'm certain she is, then she must surely long to
have anal intercourse with you."

   "Oh, she does, Mrs Channing, believe me.  And as for vaginal
intercourse, I can only say that she's absolutely gagging for it."

   "I'm sure she is!" said the headmistress, laughing.  "Well, I know we'll
meet again soon, and I'm really looking forward to that.  Can I just say
thank you to Ralph for ejaculating in my mouth?  It was a delightful
experience and your semen really enhanced my kiss with your sexy
granddaughter."

   "It was a huge pleasure for me too," said Ralph, with a smile.  "Perhaps
when we do meet again we can have more fun together.  You're a good-looking
woman, Mrs Channing, if you don't mind me saying so, and I've a feeling
that Irma is not the only female here who is absolutely gagging for it!"

   "I couldn't possibly comment!" said Dolly, though her expression
suggested that she was delighted by Ralph's words.

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   A few hours later Sonya was once again guiding Irma into the
headmistress's office, shortly to be followed by Lindsay.

   "Take your knickers off, child," said Dolly, "and then sit on the sofa
over there so I can have a little feel at you, as your mummy said I could."

   The 6-year-old readily did as she was asked and handed her cum-stained
knickers to Lindsay, who kissed them and put them in her handbag.

   "I'll let you have them back on Monday, darling," said Lindsay, "when I
can promise you that they'll be even more stained than they are now!"

   "Take your skirt off, Irma," said the headmistress, "and lift your legs
high and wide so that we can get a good look at you."

   The little girl was always happy to expose her intimate parts to the
lustful gaze of whoever asked her to so expose them, well aware of the
delights of her immature but lovely body.

   "Look at the deliciously plump cunt of the little whore!" said Sonya.

   "And how sweet is her tiny pink bum-hole?" asked Dolly, entranced by the
way the 6-year-old was now tightening and then relaxing her sphincter.

   "She needs a finger up her bottom," said Lindsay.  "I know the signs!"

   "She needs a rock-hard cock up her bottom!" said Dolly excitedly, to the
surprise of everyone, herself included.

   "Well, we can all agree on that," said Lindsay, but that will have to
wait for another time.  For now I suggest that our esteemed headmistress
works a finger or two into Irma's anus and tries to open her up a little in
readiness for when her daddy attempts to sodomize her."

   "Pull your pussy lips apart, Irma, while the headmistress is fingering
you," said Sonya.  "I do love to see the lovely pink bits of a sexy little
girl like you."

   Dolly sat by the 6-year-old's side and after licking her forefinger,
carefully inserted it into the little girl's bottom as she attempted to
relax her anal sphincter as much as possible.

   "She can take more up there without too much problem," said Lindsay
confidently, spitting on Irma's anus as the headmistress urgently drove her
finger into the little girl.

   "Let's try then," said Dolly, now repeatedly thrusting two fingers deep
into the 6-year-old's rectum, her growing arousal enhanced by the wonderful
sight of Irma's moist pink inner labia and the little girl's high-pitched
cries of pleasure.

   "Can I have a go?" asked Sonya hopefully.

   "Why not?" said the headmistress, though it was a while before she could
bring herself to withdraw her sticky fingers from the grip of Irma's
sphincter and make way for the secretary.

   "Bill will be here soon," said Lindsay, "so I suggest you make the most
of the next few minutes.  Finger the whore as hard as you can - she's not
yelling as loudly as she ought to be by now, for my liking."

   That certainly wasn't the case when Bill walked into the room shortly
afterwards.  In fact by then Irma was wailing so piercingly and Lindsay and
Dolly so urgently spurring on Sonya to molest the 6-year-old with even
greater forcefulness, that no-one noticed the little girl's father until he
laughingly asked if the three women could finish abusing his darling for
the time being so that he could take her home.

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   (to be continued ... )

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