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Subject: STORY Mr. Rausch's 4th Graders--Mffff Pedo Very Cons!
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My name is John Rausch and I teach 4th Grade. As a confirmed pedophile I can
assure you this is a wonderful grade to teach. Of the 14 girls in my class, 5
that I know of are sexually active.
"MANDY"
My colleague Mary Allen, 2nd grade, told me to keep an eye out for a girl who
was coming up, named Mandy Bryant. Mary has tastes like mine, only she likes
young boys--real young, like 7 years old, barely old enough to sport an
erection. Mandy was sexually active even then and while it wasn't actually
talked about and most of her classmates were totally unsuspecting, to a
practiced eye like Mary's it was obvious what was going on. The little girl
was happy and dreamy all the time, never cross, and she wore very light makeup
and suggestive clothes--sure signs of a sexually active child. Plus whenever a
male teacher or the principal would stop by she'd fidget in her seat and
perspire. Now I don't care much for girls that young, I like them a little
older and plumper. So I waited patiently. I noticed Mandy in her third year
and she was truly a beautiful child. When she got to my class she took my
breath away and I had trouble not getting a hardon in front of the class,
especially that first day when she sat in the front row with her legs wide
apart. I had to assign her to a middle row.
Mandy has long black curly hair that goes halfway down her back. It is thick
and lustrous and she must use pantene because it always smells so good.
Mandy's obsession is ballet and she works hard at lessons to become a
ballerina. In fact, almost the only way she dresses is in a leotard (usually
in my class the panties are in her backpack) and short skirt. But she's fleshy
too, and though she doesn't have even a whisper of boobs, her body is downright
curvaceous through the thin fabric. Her little butt, especially. My word,
what an eyecatching feature that is!
Her face is very pretty, beautiful in fact, set off by her lovely green eyes
--a devastating combination of hair and eye colors. Her skin is dark, almost
Latin. Almost any man would have the urge to sweep her up in his arms and kiss
her; my urge transcends that: I want to penetrate her. And knowing that she's
willing and experienced makes her even more exciting.
In fact, we fucked the very first week of class, maybe the second or third day,
in one of the private lounges. I was delighted at the ease with which I could
get into her. She told me she'd had sex with literally hundreds of men and
that fucking was about the only thing in life she cared about, except of course
ballet. She lubricated naturally and experienced orgasm very easily.
I just loved the way she fucked, so grown up and passionate. She would be
quiet, undemonstrative, radiant. Her favorite way was on her back, legs
wrapped around my waist. Sometimes she'd get me so excited I'd walk around
with her stuck on my cock like a martini olive on a pick. What a lovely pliant
little thing!
I like to get to know the parents of the children I fuck, and Sharon Bryant
turned out to be one of the best looking and intelligent mothers I'd met. She
was way too young to have a girl Mandy's age, only 23. And she was single,
supporting herself as a high class call girl, earning well into the six figures
annually. Mandy had learned all about penises from watching her mother
entertain clients. Sharon was delighted that her daughter was into sex so
early and so zealously. "Do you know the little girl actually has a spiral
notebook with all the men in it?" Sharon told me over coffee. "Baby, why don't
you get your book for Mr. Rausch and show him?"
Mandy came back with a fat notebook with flowers on the front. On the cover it
said, "Cocks". I laughed. I flipped through it. Dates, the man's name or
description, how big his cock was, terse comments. "I have a diary too," Mandy
said, and showed me a thick book with a daily record of fuckings. The first
book mentioned men in number, one entry per man. The second recorded all
encounters, although some entries were sketchy, such as, "Aug 2, 1998: Lisa and
I went to an orgy at Mr. McKenzie's. Twenty two men!" "June 4, 1997: Mr.
Wilson almost had a stroke or something, I felt so bad for him." I took up the
other book and looked to the end for my name: "897: Mr. Rausch, teacher. Sept.
6, 1998. He's cute and his cock is very big. I didn't have to seduce him or
anything, he was very willing." On that day, it was Sept. 11 and she had a
blank entry for number 902. I was amazed. Since she became active she'd been
averaging slightly more than one new cock each day, plus many, many repeat
visits.
"My Gosh, Mandy, you fuck an awful lot. I don't think I've ever met a girl
your age who fucks so much!"
"My friend Lisa fucks just as much, Mr. Rausch," she said. "Have you had her
yet?"
This was news to me, Lisa was also in the class but I'd never seen any signs of
her precocity. "No, but I'll sure make a point of it," I said.
Mandy would have to qualify as a true slut, but she was so beautiful and
innocent looking a man who knew no better would never imagine her true nature.
"SWEET SARA"
The next girl I want to describe is Sara, we call her "Sweet Sara" because she
always smells like oranges, her favorite food. She is a golden blonde, with a
silly bouffant hair style her mother favors, and she wears Capri pants and
embroidered vests. Her mother sews constantly and Sweet Sara has more vests
than you can shake a stick at. Sara has small breasts, about the size of baby
lemons I'd say, and adolescent hips. She only began to fuck about three months
ago, after I sounded her out and enlisted Mandy's help. And Sara wears a pair
of those god-awful retro 60s wing eyeglasses. She is learning to suck cock and
really enjoys fucking. To the best of my knowledge her experience is limited
to me and the guidance counselor Nat Harkin. I took Sara to a movie one night,
which aroused some suspicion from her parents until I took another girl along
and described it as a night out for the two girls who scored highest on math.
The other girl was Natalie from sixth grade, but I'll leave her aside for now.
Sara sat on my lap throughout the film, eating popcorn. I came in her
wonderful little pussy three times. My wife was almost furious with me. But
hey, I'm not a fucking firehose, I'm 32 years old for God's sake. Give me a
break.
"MELANIE"
Now I'd like to tell you about the third girl, Melanie Strossen. She is almost
twelve, having been held back in 1st and 3rd grades. Frankly, I don't have
much confidence she will pass 4th grade.
Melanie is, to put it charitably, lacking in the looks department. She has a
harelip and cleft palette although both are only mild cases, and is noticeably
wall-eyed. This is a result of generations of inbreeding. Her vocabulary is
limited and fumbling and you have to be familiar with her to understand what
she says, because of the physical deformities. But you really couldn't ask for
a sweeter girl, eager to please, a happy disposition despite all. She has no
self-esteem at all, and sex is a way for her to feel loved and accepted.
Being the oldest girl in class, Melanie is almost nubile, and has small very
attractive breasts and a nicely developing hip line. This makes her very
popular with teachers and handymen, and most of her fucking goes on with school
employees, and of course with her father. (Her family has been incestuous for
generations. Her mother and father are first cousins.)
One day after school I decided to treat Melanie to a visit to one of the local
"Safe Houses", I thought I might fuck her and kill some time with whoever else
was there, before going home to my wife. Safe Houses are private residences
scattered around town, near elementary schools usually, where sexually active
children go to meet men.
Melanie sprawled out on a couch with her arms out, palms up, she felt tired and
her face was a complete blank, her eyes glassy. I couldn't help but think,
with her eyes like that she looks like a lizard or something. "Why don't you
take off your clothes, or your top at least?" I suggested, "So I can look at
your pretty tits."
"Ohey, Misser Rah," Melanie agreed, and fumbled with her buttons. "Darn!" she
complained, "I dint I got they bunnoned bahwars or somethun!"
I helped her. Sure enough they were buttoned wrong, not only inside out but
not even matching. She stood up and I unzipped her pants and pulled them down.
Her pussy was hairless, which I complimented her about, because at her age she
was growing hair, and I wasn't sure she'd be able to keep it shaved bare the
way men like. I didn't want to see the poor little thing be turned down for a
fuck because she was too mature, it would break her heart.
Jokingly, I said, "Gosh, Melanie, you are one ugly sow, you should have a bag
over your head so men don't have to look at that face when they screw you." I
made that joke with her a lot and it worked as usual:
She brightened. "Yeah, fuck me." The child could not be accused of being
arrogant. "I puh this on," she said, reaching into her bag and pulling out a
gas mask I'd bought her. She fumbled but managed to get it on by herself. Now
with her face hidden by a black leather mask (complete with oxygen canister), I
could concentrate just on her very fine young body. I got down to eat her
pussy, which she loved, then I lifted her legs and looked at her butthole. I
stuck a finger in it and sniffed it appreciatively.
"I nee it so bahad!" Melanie cried out, flailing her head, the air filter
banging against her shoulder blades. A comical though pathetic sight. I clawed
at her perfect little nipples and squeezed her tits. She said something else
that sounded like "May uh hahee? I so ha! Nee to cuh in my cun! Please!"
Just as soon as I put my cock in her Melanie began to cum, she sat up,
clenching her fists. "YETH! CUMMING!" she yelled. "Fuck it, fuck my cun!"
"You hot fucking little cunt," I panted, sweat dripping off my nose. The
inbred kid's twat was hot and tight, gripping my fuckstick. Here I am fucking
a goddamn retard kid and she's ten times better than any woman ever was.
I came, gradually went soft. I unsnapped the mask and said, "Lick me clean
Melanie." I could not bear to look as she did it, but her mouth was marvelous,
like velvet. I got hard again and spurted off in her face. This was a rare
treat for her and she swallowed every drop happily.
I was done. Another man knocked and the drunken old lady who ran the safe
house showed him in. "Kinda slim pickins today, Hank. That dog face there and
that blonde." The other girl was about about nine, I was checking her out,
but decided against it. The guy looked at Melanie and said, "Hey, I've heard
about you at bars. God Almighty, you are one ugly bitch." His hardon was
pressing against his pants and he could barely wait to get in Melanie's pussy.
I sat on a sofa and watched. He had a nick big penis with a curve to it.
I drove Melanie home. She kind of dreaded going home. I knew why. Her father
would be well on his way to passing out drunk, hammering down several bourbons
as soon as he got in the door. Her mother, even more stupid than Melanie, with
the IQ of a 1st grader, would be leaking from the cunt and furious. She was
always fuming but never could say why, poor clueless halfwit.
I've dealt with Jacob and Libby many times, feeling sorry for the whole family,
so I went in with Melanie.
Sure enough her dad was red faced and her mother was sitting at the dinner
table with her fingers in her twat masturbating, and fumbling with her fork to
eat potatoes at the same time. "There's the little bitch," Jacob slurred,
rising, his dick poking his pants out. "Whatcha been doing Pussy Girl?
Fucking?"
"Yet, Daddy," Melissa said obediently. "Twyth, with Misser Lausch too!"
"I'm gonna ram your fucking asshole cunt bitch," papa declared.
"Can I ha sompum to eat fuh, daddy?"
"FUCK!" Libby screamed.
"What's that?" Jacob snarled at his wife.
"FUCK, Jay, fuck! I'm cumming!"
"Stupid cunt!"
"How's it going, Jacob?" I asked, trying to be a peacekeeper.
"Oh, you know, same old same old," he slurred. He tried to be presentable with
me, knowing I was a teacher and friendly.
"That boss of yours still making you jack off in his coffee?" I asked.
Jacob's eyes clouded with rage he could barely suppress. "Yeah, well, you
know, part of the job I guess. Pays the bills, eh? Puts food on table see?"
I nodded. Jacob worked at a service station and was officially a mechanic but
a more half-assed excuse for a mechanic I never saw. He did however have a
large cock and bountiful balls, and his boss was bisexual and liked to have
Jacob whack it off three or four times a day, right into his coffee, and would
drink it down and comment to Jacob about how good his sperm was. How utterly
demeaning. No wonder he was drunken and angry all the time.
"I'd kind of like to see you jack it off, Jacob," I said. He looked at me
quizzically. "You too?" he said. I laughed, "No, I'm not bi, but I've seen
that big ol' prick of yours before, wouldn't object one bit to seeing you
stroke it off. How about it? In front of your daughter?" He got a wicked
smile on his face. "Going to fuck the bitch," he said. "Beat it off first,
Jacob, let us all see what you have for her." He nodded, stood, took his cock
out of his stained pants, and began to pound his meat.
Melissa was starved. She sat down and spooned out the potatoes, brown gravy,
and took a sandwich of dubious content. While she ate she watched her father
masturbate against the kitchen sink. Her mother knew how to make potatoes and
rice and gravies, but never figured out how to cook a meal. So sandwiches with
packaged meats were about all they ate. Plus, Libby thought CoolWhip was
mayonnaise, and even confused that with Ranch Dressing. Melissa had eaten this
way all her life and except for lunch at school never really had a good meal.
I lifted the bread from one sandwich on the platter, could that be spam? Or
was it a piece of linoleum?
As if noticing me for the first time, Libby smoothed her apron (although her
big bare tits spilled completely out of it) and said, "Oh, Misser Rausch,
excuse my manners. I got to diddling myself there and didn't even see you!
Most sorry!" The woman was shameless, a child brain in a porn star's body.
Just then Libby had a very mild tremor, I suspect she has petit mal epilepsy,
and her face fell into the bowl of potatoes. Neither Jacob nor Melissa paid
any attention.
Jacob's dick was truly a monster, I could hardly believe he was going to stick
that thing in his little daughter in a few minutes.
"Yeah, work it Jacob, beat that meat!" I urged.
"Yeah, okay, it's cumming!" he hollered, really pissed now and drunk too, but
jerking that cock like it was his boyhood baseball bat. The shit started
spewing out and there was so much I barely got my face out of the way in time.
Not missing a beat, Jacob declared, "I'm gonna butt fuck you now cunt," and
took his daughter by the wrist, practically dragging her into the living room.
I pulled Libby's head up by the hair, lifting her face out of the potatoes.
There was snot coming out of her nose. I remarked to myself what a marvelous
pair of tits she had. Libby became "alert" in a few moments and I said,
"Libby, you really have excellent tits, may I ask you to show me your cunt and
ass too?"
I listened to father and daughter butt-rutt, Melissa crying out "I love you"
over and over. Libby stood up respectfully and said, "Certainly Mr. Rausch,
pardon my manners," and lifted her apron. Bare shaved, perfect. And a superb
bottom. She must have had her tubes tied because with a body like this she
should have had 10 children by now.
"How old are you Libby?" I asked.
"Uh, uh....." She looked alarmed. She scrunched her eyes shut and her lips
began counting. I could hardly avoid laughing. I knew she was 30.
"You fucking stupid sow!" Jacob swore at his daughter, "Fucking making me cum!"
"I should probably fuck you sometime, Libby," I said.
"Oh, yes sir! Good to fuck this cunt is, for sure! Fuckee fuckee fuckee,
that's for me!" She beamed.
"Your husband wouldn't mind?"
"Oh, Oh, you mean Jay?"
"Yes, your husband."
"Mind? Why?"
I just smiled.
I contented myself with a light fingering of Libby's clit, which propelled her
to a fine orgasm, she flushed all over. What a hot slut she was.
"I'll see you folks later, you take care now."
I drove home.
What a family, I chuckled. Like something out of Deliverance!
"DARLENE"
I haven't fucked Darlene. She's nine and skipped a year, very bright girl.
She reads all the time and if anything should be skipped ahead again. I can't
tell what Darlene will look like when she gets older. She could be ugly or she
could be pretty, but I'm sure she won't be beautiful. She has a hawk nose and
high cheekbones and tawny red hair. Her eyes are gray. Darlene is short and
underweight so she looks even younger than she is. She sleeps with her father
and older brother and once in awhile will suck off a teacher, but as far as I
know, confines intercourse to her home.
"LISA"
Now I turn to the last girl, Lisa. Lisa was a real curiosity to me. I had no
idea she was available, and as a pedophile I can usually read the signals which
sophisticated children emit. You know, the cocked hips, seductive smile,
licking the lips, suggestive placement of the hands, etc. Especially the happy
disposition.
Now, Lisa's best friend is Mandy and they've been fucking together (I mean side
by side even!) for two years. Lisa is a good head taller than Mandy, has dirty
blonde hair that is straight and in bangs. She is freckled, fair-skinned, blue
eyed, with a pug nose and thin pale lips. She's a cute girl but not stunning
the way Mandy is. And she's skinny, except for a bit of baby fat on her tummy.
She is a tomboy. Where Mandy is a classic pedophile's dream, small and
scrumptious and curvy, Lisa is straight, flat as a board, and her pelvis sticks
out. She has practically no butt to speak of, it's flat and boyish.
I held Lisa after class one day and was blunt with her, "Lisa, your girlfriend
Mandy tells me you are sexually active. I'd like to fuck you."
"Oh, of course Mr. Rausch, I'd been hoping you might ask. Mandy told me you
have a real big cock."
I suggested we go to the private lounge and she came along happily, hand in
hand. Mr. Preston, the 6th grade teacher, was there eating out one of his
students. I told Lisa to undress and took my pants off while watching her.
She took off her clothes quickly and just dropped them where they fell. I
checked out her body and felt my cock stirring. Her eyes grew wide and she
said, "Wow, Mr. Rausch, that's going to be fun!" referring to my cock. Before
I got my shirt off she was on her knees taking my dick out of the boxers and
sucking on it. When she had me good and hard she said, "You can fuck me anyway
you like, I buttfuck if you want. Please fuck me."
"You want it bad, don't you?"
"Yes, I'm just a slut," she sighed.
"Hey Rausch, you never fucked Lisa before?" Preston asked.
"No."
"You're in for a treat. Probably the best piece of ass in town."
Lisa was delightful! She was the most amazingly foul-mouthed child, frantic in
her need for a penis, frenzied, bleating out her orgasms for the world to hear,
and fucking like a whore. Her cunt muscles were strong and experienced, she
knew how to squeeze me to force me to cum. I fuck her almost daily now, and
think about her all the time. Even when I'm with other girls. Lisa loves to
get on top and grind her pelvis against mine. She's shameless and innovative,
trying different positions. And ye gods, what an exhibitionist! Get those
clothes off her and she goes from quiet tomboy to flaming enchantress. She
loves to pull her butt open and show off her asshole.
One of the cutest things about Lisa is that, since she is so fair skinned, and
since she fucks so often, with mens pubic hairs rubbing against her, her little
pussy is almost perpetually bright red. The hungry gash is exposed, wide, wet.
And she's young enough to have a sweet, nonfunky smell, and her pussy tastes
great.
Well, that's my report card for this year's class. I understand some very
talented girls are cumming (oops! I meant coming) up.
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