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Subject: {ASSM} The deflowering of Jessica   Part 5 (MgF slow)    by Ivor Smallone
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Adult fiction story, don't try this at home or read if you are easily 
offended.

The deflowering of Jessica   Part 5 (MgF slow)    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. 
He was 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 
Ł20 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 Heads 
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 hat 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 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 could 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 on any shoes or socks. "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 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 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 knicker crutch back 
in place. "Lift your butt slut so I can get these knickers off" he 
demanded. Jessica lifteed 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 later, 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 hols 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 
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 could feel her hymen with 
his dick. 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, 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 and 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.

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 open to the camera as the 
mess ran out of her. "That my friends is 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 tensed 
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 slut, 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

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