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It was difficult balancing her social life against her schoolwork. She had been out three evenings this week. Unfortunately, since she missed her 10 o'clock curfew; after the incident with the old guy in the alley, meant that she had to stay in Thursday and Friday, so she had not seen any of the gang at all since Wednesday. A couple of the lads had sent her a text message asking her to meet them, and had got a little annoyed when she text'd back saying she couldn't go out. She had promised to make it up to them. Pushing back the covers and swinging her legs out of bed, she slipped her feet into a pair of pink slippers, stood-up, and yawned again. Emma had started wearing an old T-shirt to bed, after feeling that she had out-grown (maturely) of her (also pink) pyjamas. It was faded blue and came down to just below her bottom, a perfect fit she thought, but her mum had disagreed and had made a point of tutting at her when ever she saw her in it. Emma had argued that ."..as no one was going to see her in it, it didn't matter..." Her mother had relented and she had worn it from then on. She crossed to the window and pulled back the curtains. It was a bright and clear day; the sun, in the mornings, shone directly into the room. Emma liked the feel of the sun's warmth, it was some-how different to central heating heat, she raised her arms above her head so that her forearms crossed behind her head with the elbows pointing almost straight up. She stretched exuberantly, and yawned again, turning slightly side to side as though sunning herself. Feeling that it was going to be a good day, she padded to the bathroom to brush her teeth. *** As soon as the curtains moved Kevin flicked the video camera to record. He was becoming an expert at this. Noting Emma's movement, when she got up, her routine for getting ready for school, he had even made a coded diary of it. As the camera whirred softly he sat back and raised the binoculars. The girl was stood framed in the window, eyes shut as she faced the bright sky. He smiles to himself. "Excellent, she's wearing that sexy little T- shirt; the faded blue one that's a few sizes to small, even for her." He let the binoculars pan up and down her body. "Mmm, I wonder if she's..." Then as if she knew what he was thinking, Emma raised her arms above her head to stretch and the hem of the T-shirt rode up about four inches. "Bingo," said Kevin, "That's another one for the collection." He gazed at the young girls pale brown bush that had been revealed by the rising of the T- shirt. Framed between her pale legs, Emma's pussy was one of the finest sights Kevin and his camera had ever seen, and if all went to plan he was going to share this vision of loveliness with a great many others. He looked back through the binoculars as Emma smiled to herself [and unknowingly, to Kevin's camera] then turned away out of shot. *** Emma padded back into her room and flopped onto the bed. She dug a magazine out from under the bed and idly flicked through it. She usually had a giggle at the letters page at the '...I've been going out with a boy for 3 months, and he now wants us to sleep together. What should I do?...' Ten minutes later there was a knock at the front door. As Emma's mum had gone out to do the weekly shopping Emma jogged down the stairs to answer. She wasn't surprised to see Ian. He had taken to coming round at odd times to try and catch her in, which wasn't often these days as she was usually out with her gang of friends, with whom he didn't fit in at all. They weren't officially going-out any more. They had broken up one night a few months ago. They had met up with the gang one night and Ian had tried to stop one of the lads getting close to her. They had punched and knocked him to the floor. The one who had knocked him down had then taken great delight in fucking me hard from behind over a park bench. The first thing Ian had seen when he had gotten up was me bent over a park bench with my knickers around my knees and this thug pounding his dick in to me to the cheers of the others. They made him watch as the lad shot his load in me. Then another lad took his place behind me. He watched as all six of them had unprotected sex with me, rode me bareback they called it, I orgasmed with the last three. I never saw Ian for a month after that night. I opened the door and was surprised to see Ian had brought a friend with him. "Morning," said Ian, "this is Richard, he's just stared at school a few weeks ago." I'd seen the new lad around but as we where in different sets for most subjects didn't know his name. Instantly his eyes were all over me, I'd not put on a robe when I came downstairs so was only wearing my blue T-shirt. "Hi, come in, would you like a coffee?" I knew why Ian had come round, he hadn't had sex with me for a month now and he was always horny. "I'd rather just go upstairs," Ian replied, beaming his goofy grin. I took his hand and we went up the stairs side by side. Ian beckoned Richard to follow. With each step I could feel the hem of my T-shirt ride up and with Richard a few steps below my ass must have been on complete show. As usual I was thrilled at the thought that someone I had met only a few minutes ago might be fanaticising about me and might want me as much as the others do. I took the last two steps together so that I would have to stretch a little further. When I reached the landing I used my free hand to pull the hem of my T-shirt back down to cover my very bare bottom, I turned and gave Richard a sheepish smile, "oops, sorry," I lied. We reached my room and I sat on the bed with Ian, with Richard standing in the doorway. He had no idea where he should look. I deliberately sat cross-legged on the bed talking to Ian about not seeing him for so long and getting a huge thrill that my pussy was on full display and I could feel myself getting wet. Every time I looked across to Richard he would look up at something in the room, his face bright red. Ian couldn't resist. "Jesus," he thought. Even though it had only been a few weeks he had forgotten how incredibly sexy Emma could be. She was sat cross-legged on the bed so that the hem of her T-shirt was pulled tight across her thighs. Emma seemed oblivious to the effect she was having, she almost seemed not to realise that her bush was on view. Ian knew that Richard kept taking furtive glances at Emma's bush when he thought they weren't looking, he couldn't blame him, he had brought him here specifically to show Emma off. After all she was a complete babe, she may not his girlfriend anymore, but if she put-out anyway did it matter? Ian said, "sorry Emma I can't wait any longer." He leaned forward and took one of Emma's ankles in each hand and pulled her legs out straight and apart, then knelt between her knees and pushed his tracksuit bottoms down. Richard couldn't believe what was happening. This gorgeous girl he had seen at school, and met only a few minutes ago, was now on her back with her blue T-shirt that hadn't even covered her crotch before, and certainly didn't now as it had been pulled up to her waist. Was flat on her back with Ian between her legs pumping his dick in and out of her pussy. Emma looked across to the boy that she had just met five minutes earlier. "so, y-you go to my s-s-school?' she said. Richard could only gape, she was looking right at him, her head moving up and down with each stroke and making small talk as his friend slammed his dick into her, he could even see Ian's unprotected dick, glistening with her juices, as it pumped in and out of her pussy. "That's...erm...r-right," he stammered, and then fell against the door as Ian pulled up her T-shirt and her small firm tits came into view. Richard thought he might faint. Ian came, and Emma held him tight in her with her legs as he filled her with his cum. It felt good, it had been a few days but she had missed this feeling when a lad came in her. It wasn't the same using condoms, you lost the best bit at the end and she liked the thought of taking a bit of them away with her. She smiled and hugged him tighter. A few minutes later Ian rolled off her and lay on his back, his penis red, and slick with cum and Emma's juices. Emma lay there naked from her breasts down, her small tits rising and falling as her breathing slowed. Her legs where still apart; the lips of her pussy waiting. She looked directly at Richard as she pushed her fingers of one hand through her tousled hair. "It's all right," said Ian, "you can shag her if you like, she loves it." Emma gave Ian a playful punch, "you like it as much as I do so stop being so crude," she said. She looked directly at Richard and slowly rolled over on to her stomach, her perfectly round, toned bottom facing up and her legs slightly apart. She arched her back slightly, raising her bottom. Emma flicked her hair away from her face and said to Richard in her best little-girl-lost-voice, "Don't you want me Richard?" Richard had never wanted anything more in his life, yes he was a virgin, Christ he was fourteen, he thought all kids his age were. But now? "Hell," he thought. I'm not going to be the only one. He pulled his T-shirt over his head, unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them and his underwear to the floor and walked naked to the edge of the bed. Emma eyes where transfixed on Richards penis, it was absolutely rock hard, she'd had sex with a lot of lads but strangely it was always at night and they usually took off only the minimum of clothing, she was the one who ended up naked. Seeing this boy stark naked made Emma's pussy practically throb with excitement. She unconsciously wiggled her ass in expectation. Richard had seen enough porn pictures on the Internet to know what went where, he had just never put his 'what' in a girls 'where' before. Emma looked over her shoulder as Richard climbed on to the bed and lowered his body on to hers. "Christ," Richard thought, "what the fuck am I doing?." He was nervous, this was his first time, he almost came as he felt Emma's body against his. He lay on top of Emma, his rock hard cock lying between her pert ass cheeks. Her bottom felt cool against his raging hot erection. Richard reached down with his left hand, took hold of his virgin penis and guided it to Emma's waiting pussy. He gasped as he entered her. Fortunately Emma was already wet with Ian's cum so the fact that Richard penetrated her quickly didn't really cause her any pain. Richard slipped the entire length of his cock in to the willing fourteen-year-old in one go. The whole of his body was now resting on her back and bottom, with his legs between hers and his face on her shoulder, his mouth touching her slender neck. Emma pushed her bottom up slightly in to Richards groin, turned her head and whispered, "be quick, I want your cum in me before me mum gets back." Richard pulled his cock out slightly, and after taking notes on technique from watching Ian, rammed down hard enough so that Ian was woken out of his doze by the sound of slapping. Ian opened his eyes and looked over to see his new friend fucking his girlfriend. And he meant FUCKING her, this guy was pounding her so hard it sounding like a small crowd clapping, the bedsprings squeaking and creaking in chorus. Slap, slap, slap went Richards's thighs against Emma's reddening bottom. Ian was getting hard again. Ever since he had been beaten by some of Emma's new gang, and he had come round after being knocked out to see Emma being fucked from behind like a dog by the big fucker who had hit him. He had had constant fantasies about Emma with other guys. He knew Emma was a slut, everyone in school knew that. He had even watched, from a safe distance, as four lads from the year above had led her by the hand in to the fields next to the school one lunch break. He had sneaked close enough to see three of the lads sat around smoking whilst the fourths bare bottom was between Emma's legs. The other lads sat watching, waiting their turn. He left after the third guy had shot his load. He had an erection the rest of the day. Richard complied with Emma's wish and came within four minutes, he was grateful for lasting that long. He ground his dick into Emma as he came, pushing against her small bottom with all his weight. He pumped what felt like a months worth of cheap wanks in to the grateful schoolgirl. He rolled off Emma and suddenly felt exhausted, his nakedness in front of this girl and his friend didn't even register, he just felt like curling up and going to sleep. Emma, now with a very health red glow in her cheeks (both ends) looked over to Ian who now had a rampant erection. She propped her-self up on one elbow and rolled onto her side so that both breasts and her pale brown bush where on show to Ian. Two naked boys where on her bed, both had just had her, their cum still in her. She could still feel the sensation of Richards cock as it had exploded, god she felt horny. She looked at Ian, enjoying him looking greedily at her, then rolled onto her back again, and cocked her head to the side. "Hey boyfriend, you want to make up for lost time and bring that dick of yours back over here?" Ian practically bounded over his sleeping friend and between Emma's spread legs. ------------------------------------------------------- --------- Kevin was exhausted. He had cum twice watching Emma having the shit fucked out of her by those two guys. Every sick little dream he had had about Emma didn't hold a candle to what he had just recorded on video. He looked up again and checked, for the thousandth time, that the camera was recording. As he looked through the viewfinder he saw the first lad get between the slut-happy-schoolgirls legs again and start his porn star routine. He almost sighed. His dick was getting sore now, but his prick was stirring at the sight and he couldn't help but take it in hand again. Chapter Eight. Emma felt good. The boys lad left about two hours ago and her mum had arrived shortly after, the timing couldn't have been better. She showered and washed her hair, it was amazing where a boys cum seemed to end up. Her lower back and her ass she could understand as Ian had rubbed his semi-hard dick between her ass-cheeks after he had shot his load the second time, whilst they chatted and made jokes about the still sleeping Richard. So that was understandable, but she actually had cum in her hair! She hadn't even gone down on either of them! Never mind, Emma thought, she really had enjoyed the morning. She towel dried her-self off and selected what to wear. As the weather was quite mild she dressed in a beige denim skirt and a white T-shirt. She wore neither bra nor knickers, it actually didn't occur to her to do so. She bounced down the stairs and had cereal with her mum whilst chatting about nipping into town to do some shopping. "OK dear, but put some sun cream on, your cheeks look red." Emma coughed and almost choked on her breakfast. "And don't get that T-shirt dirty, I've just washed it." Emma checked herself in the mirror; admired her nice glow, grabbed some money, and walked in the afternoon sun to the bus stop opposite her house. Surprisingly, the bus was on time, and she bounced on and took a seat near the back. It was one of those inward facing bench seats that faced the isle with another on the other side of the bus facing it. There where three middle-aged men sat opposite, but she didn't pay them any attention. *** The three men sat near the back of the bus glanced up as the young girl walked down the centre aisle to the rear of the bus. They checked her out as she made her way to near where they sat. They all thought she was a bit young, which was a shame, probably be a bit of a babe in a year or two. Firm looking tits though. Even though the men hadn't exchanged a word since Emma got on the bus, each one of them had thought exactly the same thing. The bus pulled away and Emma intended to spend most of the journey looking out the window. After a few minutes she glanced down and noticed the lace of her left trainer was undone. She lifted her foot, retied it and carried on watching the world go by with a teenager's disinterest. The three men suddenly started taking an interest in the young girl opposite them. They'd clocked her as she got on but as she looked a skinny kid of about fourteen they hadn't really paid her much attention. But they were all staring at her now. They had watched as she had lifted her left leg so that her foot was on the seat and had started to tie her lace, but the lace had a knot in it so it took her a minute or two. This was ample time for the men to notice that the young girl in the beige denim skirt opposite wasn't wearing any knickers. All three of them stared open mouthed at the sight of the young teenagers pale brown bush, they where so close they could actually see her pussy lips, which seemed slightly swollen one of them thought. All three of them crossed their legs at the same time, two of them licked their lips. The third broke out in a sweat and opened his paper on his lap. *** Gary was the first to speak, he always was the cocky one. "Where you going luv?" Emma looked up, not sure which one had spoken. "Just in to town," she replied. Between the three of them they managed to keep the conversation flowing until they arrived at their destination, they had even managed to make the girl laugh, which they would have thought impossible with today's teenagers. They exited the bus together and continued chatting as they walked across the bus terminal floor. Gary, being ballsy, tried his luck. *** Tom couldn't quite believe it, this girl that they had just met on the bus had told them that she was fourteen and they had to believe it as they had never seen such a firm body. The body which at the minute had Gary's fat cock in it. The girl had this almost bemused smile after Gary had asked her if she fancied a quick shag, they had walked calmly into the gent's toilets at the bus station with two of them either side of Emma and one behind. At this stage they all noticed that the girl's demeanour changed. She looked around as they went in and then walked over to a stall, opened the door and looked in as though expecting to see something. All strange behaviour they later agreed but it had been worth it. The girl had walked in to the stall and seemed to look into the bowl for a second before turning around to face us, she then pulled her T-shirt off over her head, revealing her small, firm, naked breasts and hung it on the hook behind the door. Emma smiles, "OK then," turns around, hitches the hem of her skirt up and bends over the toilet. All three men rush forward and then get jammed in the doorway. As you may already have guessed, Gary (Gaz) was the winner and now has the young girl bent over the toilet, the slap-slap-slap of his thighs on her bottom echoing off the tiled walls. *** The gent's toilets had a strange effect on Emma as soon as she entered. She remembers something about school, something in the gent's toilets there, something... She shakes her head which feels almost light, dizzy... *flashback to laughing boys, boys leaning over the stall, more, many more behind her*. All she knows is that this morning she wanted sex, but this is different, now she wants to be fucked, REALLY FUCKED! She wants to be filled with cocks, in all her holes, pumping-fucking-filling-her full of cum, her naked body covered... fucked until... filled... need... *** She is in a daze now. Emma has been in the gent's toilets for most of the day. She's not sure how many men and boys have had sex with her, maybe 40 maybe more, not enough though. She's naked, she is still wearing her white socks and trainers but her skirt is folded neatly on the top of the toilet cistern and her T-shirt is hung behind the door. She's been in the same stall all day, whenever she hears somebody come in she waits until they have used the urinal then opens the door. None of the men have resisted. How could they when this small, pale, naked fourteen-year-old beams a big smile at them and asks if they fancy a quick shag? Even the ones who hesitated, quickly changed their minds when Emma turns her perfectly pert ass to them and bends over. Glancing over her shoulder and giving them her best schoolgirl smile. She is pleased with the effect she has on men doing this. She is more pleased that none of them refuse. *** Many more hours have passed since Emma initiated the sex in the toilets. Enticing men in the stall; then in to her, then filling her. She is no longer in control of what is now happening. She lies on her back on the disgusting floor of the gent's toilets. She is naked, as she had been for the past three hours. There are lots of men in the toilets with her, the air is thick with smell of sweat and stale seamen. Emma is catatonic, she is just a piece of meat amongst a throng of men. Before, she had instigated the sex, but now she is just a pussy and they were treating her as nothing more. The old guy between her legs humped his ass up and down, pumping his dick into the cunt of the slut who lay under him. He didn't care about her name, he had been sleeping in a hostel for the past seven years and he hadn't had a woman the entire time. Now he was making up for it. He slammed his fat thighs and stomach against the slender frame of the stupid cunt under him, he wished she didn't look so 'out of it' so that he could more savor the look on her face when he came. It didn't stop him though, the old guy pumped his vile seed in to the semi-conscious girl as he stuck his tongue in to her mouth. There where about twenty men and youths in the toilets watching and waiting their turn, some had already fucked the stupid cunt but still wanted more. One of them was recording the event on a video camera for posterity and insisted that the stupid slut, as they had started calling her, had been fucked by 62 men. They saw no reason to think he was lying. As the old guy pulled his limp dick out of the girls cum filled cunt another elderly fat homeless looking guy got down between Emma's legs and pushed his hard, bulbous dick in to the slut's now sloppy pussy. He came within a few minutes. Many of the men who had already had the young girl had cum quickly. After watching her being fucked bareback whilst standing in line they were amazed they hadn't cum in their pants before getting to her. Twelve of the boys had lost their virginity to Emma and had thanked her after they had shot their virgin load in to her. After the second old guy had cum, a man of about forty entered the toilets and stood in silence for a minute whilst his mind understood what was going on. For a moment Emma's pussy was empty and he looked down at the naked girl on the floor. He was speechless. His neighbour Emma, the girl he had fantasised about for the past few months was on the floor of the gents toilets being gangbanged. Ever since he saw that geeky kid with her outside his house, who had lifted her skirt so he could see her bottom, he had dreamt his would happen. Mr. Green loosens his tie and joins the queue. *** Emma staggered out of the toilets six hours after entering. She had found her skirt, now damp and covered in cum stains after some of the men had used to wipe their dicks clean after fucking her, bundled up in a corner. Her T-shirt, across which someone had written 'cum slut' on the back in black marker pen, was draped over a sink. Someone had masturbated on it. It had also been ripped partway down the front from the neck. Emma got dressed in clothes that reeked of stale cum, sweat and piss. Her lower body was caked in drying semen, she practically squelched as she walked. Her thighs, which glistened under the florescent lights, looked as though she had been applying suntan cream but hadn't rubbed it in. She pushed a hand through her hair and couldn't understand why it felt damp. She looked at her fingers which now felt sticky and held them to her nose, her stomach heaved and she vomited onto the tile floor. It looked like spilt milk. It was getting dark and four miles from home but she decided to walk home. She attracted a lot of attention. She walked with her arms folded across her breasts and she staggered as though drunk on unsteady legs, frequently stopping. She was groped and molested five times in the first two miles. In the third mile she was gangbanged by three black youths. Emma seemed oblivious to it all. As soon as the first guy came up behind her, she automatically pushed her ass into his groin. He needed no further encouragement, he practically picked her up and carried her down an alley. He soon had her skirt up and was fucking her raw whilst the other two watched. Emma was like a rag doll impaled on the black guys cock. Her arms hung limply around the guy's neck as the guy pushed his tongue in her mouth. All three had Emma against a wall, behind the bins of a take-away. They whooped and laughed when they saw what written on her cum stained T-shirt. They added 'luvs black cock' underneath 'cum slut', then ripped it all the way down the front so that everyone could appreciate her fine tits. After the last one had fucked her, they walked her back to the main road and pointed her in the right direction, then rolled around laughing as Emma walked away, still with the hem of her skirt bunched up around her waist, her pale ass, her damp brown and dripping pussy clearly framed by her pale legs. She had walked for two or three minutes before she realised, and with shaking hands, pulled the hem down. She didn't notice that her breasts were also visible. *** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 40