She looked 10 or 11 or 12 as she waited at the bus stop for the school bus. Not very tall and pretty as a picture with her long blonde hair tied neatly by her mother into the lovely pigtails that rested against her budding young breasts, not yet in a bra because mum thought she was too young. Her regular school uniform must have been in the wash because she clearly had last year's one on.

It rode high up on her shapely little thighs and if she reached up you could see her little panties unless she took enormous care. Forgetfully, she lifted her left arm and scratched her armpit, exposing a tantalising glimpse of blue panties for just a moment. Her little tongue slid to the side of her little mouth as she tried to keep hold of and read the school book she held in her left hand.

This didn't escape the attention of the two watching from the dark windowed van across the empty country road from the bus stop. The strong man in the driver's seat couldn't control himself and he licked his lips, eyes riveted on the delightful little girl just fifty feet away, who was oblivious to his unwavering gaze. He felt a hand on his pants and looked down to see a delicate, feminine hand start to rub his already erect penis through the coarse fabric of his jeans.

He looked up to the person in the passenger seat to see their eyes fixed on the girl across the street and a pink tongue flick out of a pert mouth to lick the already wet lips. She was wearing the same uniform as the girl across the street, but was older by a couple of years. Her other hand slid up the inside of her thigh to rest against her mons and began to rub.

"Oh, daddy, let's take her. I want her. I want her now."

"Well, we got the uniform right, darling. Off you go and get her, then," her daddy said, looking back to the little girl at the bus stop with anticipation.

"OK daddy," the girl sighed and opened her door, slipping out and then skipping around the front of the van and across the road to the girl at the bus stop, looking just as she wanted; a nice, slightly older girl from a higher class.

"Hi," she called from halfway across the road. The young girl looked up, startled, and then relaxed when she saw that it was a girl from the same school.

"Oh, hello. You must be new," the little girl at the bus stop said, "I'm Susan, have you just started? What's your name?"

The older girl said, "I'm Tara, I just came over to tell you that the bus isn't coming. My dad just got a call from the school, and it's broken down. Do you want a lift?"

"Oh, yes please," the little girl said gratefully, and picked up her school bag, stuffing the book in her hand inside.

"We'll have to hurry because daddy has to drop something off on the way, OK?" said Tara, looking around at everything nearby. There were no other cars or people.

"Sure," said Susan, and they ran laughing across the road to the waiting van.

"We'll have to get in the back, cos there aren't enough seats in the front, OK?" Tara said as she slid the van's side door open, revealing a comfortable looking mobile bedroom.

"Sure. Oh, wow, cool. This is heaps better than the bus, Tar. Oh, is it OK to call you Tar?" little Susan said over her shoulder as she climbed inside the van, not noticing that there was no handle on the door.

Tara, who was concentrating on the tantalizing flash of blue panties covering a very pert little bottom right in front of her eyes, had suddenly lost her voice and could only gurgle a reply as she got in and slid the door shut behind her.

The interior of the van was very quiet and Susan commented, giggling, "Wow, it's so quiet in here... You could kill a cat and no-one would hear it!"

Tara could only roll her eyes in reply, then found her voice and said, "Susan, this is daddy, you can call him John" pointing to the nice-looking man in the driver's seat.

"Hi Susan, gosh! You're as pretty as a picture!" Daddy said with a smile.

"Hello John, thanks for picking me up. I would have been waiting for ever if you and Tar hadn't come along." Susan gushed in her guileless way.

"I told Susan, that you have to pick something up, daddy," Tara put in as Daddy turned and started driving off.

"Good oh, girls. Ready for a never-before-had adventure?" Daddy laughed in a movie announcer voice over his shoulder.

Tara and Susan giggled and Tara touched Susan on the cheek gently, "Gosh you sure are pretty, Susan," she said breathlessly.

Susan looked demurely downward and the lifted her eyes to say, "Thanks Tar, so are you." Her eyes took on a bit of a confused caste as she noted that Tar's hand was still on her cheek, but relaxed a bit as Tar dropped her hand, though she accidentally brushed Susan's breast with the back of her hand as she did so.

They drove in silence for a bit, both sitting cross legged on the bed that filled most of the space, until Susan, wondering about the time, asked, "Where is it your daddy has to drop this thingy? We're going to be late for school, soon."

"Oh, don't worry, Susan. Everything is going to be fine. We are going to have such an adventure," Tara said with a mysterious tone.

Susan was about to speak when the van slowed and then turned off the road onto a bumpy track. She looked up from Tara's curiously smiling face to note for the first time that there were no windows in the van.

"Where does John need to go?... Where are we?"

"Hush, darling, it won't be long. We'll be there very soon," Tara managed to get out, with her voice going funny with anticipation again.

Susan looked confusedly from Tara to her father, just as he cut the motor, opened the door then got out. She relaxed, it looked like they were going to get to school on time.

Suddenly the side door slid open and John was standing there with a strange smile on his face. He got into the van. Susan looked uncertainty at both father and daughter. "What's going on?" she asked, instinctively clasping her hands and pushing them between her legs to push her skirt down to hide her little blue panties and protect her modesty, with a growing unsettled feeling in her tummy as both Tara and John just smiled at her. John slid the door shut and suddenly it was very quiet except for the breathing of the two girls and the man now crowding the plush, soft space.

They kept looking at each other until Tara said, "it's OK Susan. We're going to do some lovely stuff now." Susan looked bewilderedly at John as he put his knees on the bed and came up beside Susan, putting his hand on her knee, saying, "kiss me, Susan." Sliding his hand up her thigh as he leant in bringing his mouth down to hers, Susan finally understood what was happening and screamed into his mouth.

She tried to close her legs, but suddenly Tara was holding her other knee and Susan was immediately busy trying to avoid John kissing her with his half open mouth. Then she felt his hand as it slid up all the way to her vagina where he firmly rubbed her mons and suddenly he succeeded in kissing her and she felt his tongue filling her little mouth, as he slid his hand under her panties and ran his finger between her soft little, virginal lips and then her bum cheeks and poking into her bottom a little bit and wriggling it.

She tried to struggle but they were just too strong for her. John moved his hands up to her tiny breasts and started to squeeze her little nipples, as Tara started to pull down Susan's panties, gasping as Susan's beautiful little vagina was revealed to her.

Susan was struggling and crying when she could catch her breath. John stopped forcefully kissing her and pulled her head back, "Now, Susan, my darling, this can go a couple of ways. Listen to me. Stop that crying, darling."

Susan tried to catch her breath, gulping for air between sobs. Her little breasts exposed now as John undid her blouse. She was beginning to feel a bit odd as Tara's fingers were playing with her vagina, giving her feelings she had quite simply never had before.

"Susan. Are you listening to me?" John asked with steel in his voice.

Susan tried to speak, but couldn't catch her breath she was sobbing so much. She was now terrified.

"Susan, honey, look if you can't speak, then just nod if you understand. OK baby," he asked in the same sweet voice he had used when she first met him.

Susan looked down to where Tara had Susan's panties around her knees and had just stopped fingering Susan's vagina lips and was looking into her eyes with lusting anticipation. Susan sniffed, took a deep breath, and then looked at John and nodded.

"OK babydoll. This is how it's going to work. OK." John waits and Tara looks on, encouragingly nodding at Susan. After a moment's cringing, Susan nods.

"Oh good girl, Susan. That was OK, wasn't it? Susan nods.

"Now, darling girl, if you're good, then everything will be ok." His nice expression suddenly turns very, very ugly, "but if you aren't good then this will be a fucking nightmare for you."

Susan cowers back on the bed.

"Are you going to be good, sweetheart?" He can't even finish the sentence before Susan is nodding her head furiously up and down.

Tara breaks out in a huge grin, as does John, both nodding encouragingly at Susan, who tentatively at first, also begins nodding and a brave little smile slowly begins to surface on her beautiful, tear-stained, little pixie face.

"That's my girl, there'll be no school today. You'll be learning a whole lot of other really-important 'life' stuff, sweetheart... And then we'll drop you home. OK"

A relieved Susan nods determinedly as her smile gets a fraction wider.

"OK darling, first up, come over here and undo daddy's jeans."

Biting her lip, Susan looks up into the smiling face of John, glances down to see Tara smiling too, a feeling of resigned peace somehow comes over her and she gently nods, purses her beautiful, ruby lips, then smiles again, and reaches for John's belt.

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