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Fostering Farah - 10
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

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Farah was a thirteen-year old girl in foster care whose 
life was going pretty well until her foster father 
loaned to his friends to pay off a gambling debt. In 
Part 10, Farah fucks another friend of Jeb's who prefers 
even younger little girls. (M/f, ped, mast, oral, ws)

***

Part 10 – Back To Grade School 

Jeb's friend Ian was very specific in what he wanted me 
to wear. In fact he sent over the outfit himself – a 
short party dress like a ten-year old would wear, ankle 
socks and casual flat shoes. For underneath he sent a 
white cotton training bra and full cut white cotton 
little girl underpants.

I was really anxious to see what this was all about. 
After dressing as instructed, I studied myself in the 
mirror. I looked just like I did in grade school. Then I 
put on an overcoat to cover up and left for his house 
with Jeb.

It was I typical ranch-style house in the suburbs but I 
quickly learned the experience would be anything but 
typical. I had Jeb walk me to the door. 

As Ian opened it, Jeb introduced us and left. I followed 
Ian in as he shut the door behind us. Ian was a normal 
looking man in his thirties who lived alone. He took my 
overcoat and gave me a tour of the house. As we looked 
around, he told me that he was a fifth grade elementary 
school teacher on summer break. (By the way he had me 
dress, I figured he wanted me to be one of his 
students.)

 We ended up in a room that he had set-up as a makeshift 
classroom. There was a teacher's desk, a student desk, a 
chalkboard and everything else you would find in an 
elementary classroom.

"What now Ian?" I asked.

"Call me Teacher. Why don't you just sit and do this 
worksheet?" he said going to his desk in the front.

I could see him looking up my dress at my panties as I 
worked. I wondered if he did this in real life? I spread 
my legs wide to give him a good look. After working a 
while, I raised my hand.

"Teacher, I have to pee," I said. "Where's the 
bathroom?"

"But it's not bathroom break time yet," he said. "The 
rules say I need to go with you."

I followed him down the hall to the bathroom and 
entered. Instead of waiting outside, Ian followed me in. 
I pulled down my little girl panties and crotched over 
the toilet seat. He watched closely as the pee streamed 
out between my bare, thin pussy lips. 

When I was done he folded some toilet paper, patted my 
little twat dry, then he dropped it into the bowl. He 
then also took a sanitary wipe and cleaned my pussy all 
over, flushing afterwards. As I stood, he helped pull my 
panties back up.
"I have to pee too. Do you think you can help?" he asked 
raising the toilet seat.

Standing beside him, I lowered his zipper and pulled out 
his cock. It was only semi hard yet I could tell it was 
a decent size. I took it in my hand and pointed it at 
the toilet bowl. After a minute or two, he let loose a 
strong stream of golden pee. 

It was exciting holding his cock and watching this!

I aimed his cock to keep the stream inside the bowl and 
soon it slowed to a dribble. I tapped it dry, put it 
back in his pants, zipped him up, and flushed. Then we 
left the bathroom.

Back in the classroom, I resumed working at my desk. 

After a while Ian said, "Farah, why don't you come over 
here and help me correct some papers?"

Walking to the desk, he directed me to sit on his lap. I 
sat there for a while, reading off scores as he entered 
them in his grade book. As I did, I felt his cock 
stiffen and press onto by backside.

Sitting there, I took my left hand and put it on his 
lap. He continued his grading but put his free hand on 
my chest. I sat there rubbing his cock while he rubbed 
from one titty to the other. It was a nasty thing for a 
teacher to be doing.

After a while he did something even nastier. He slipped 
that hand under my dress and started rubbing the crotch 
of my panties. My pussy started to get wet and he could 
tell I was getting turned on.

Seeing this, he picked up my petite body, set me on his 
desk, and lifted the front of my dress. Taking some 
time, he studied my panties. They were not nearly as 
sexy as the bikinis I usually wear but he seemed to 
really like these cotton, little girl panties. They were 
more than one grown man's fantasy.

Then teacher Ian unbuttoned my dress halfway down the 
back and let it fall forward. He was now studying my 
cotton training bra. That was really unflattering but I 
guess it reminded him of the fifth-grade students he 
taught every day.

However, evidentially teacher Ian wanted to do more than 
just look. He pulled off the training bra, leaned down 
and sucked on each of the nipples on my A-cup titties. 
As he did this, I too was getting into the fantasy of 
being molested by a teacher and my nipples hardened.

I was putty in his hands and he reached down and pulled 
off my little girl panties. He put them to his nose 
before tossing them aside. Then he bent down and put his 
head between my legs. Before putting his mouth on me, he 
again studied my pussy, this time without panties in the 
way. He looked long and hard at my little girl pussy 
with its thin, hairless lips and slit down the center. 
It too probably reminded him of his fifth-grade students 
yet he likely never saw one naked in person.

When he was done looking, I felt his mouth on my pussy. 
He ran his tongue up and down my slit, making my pussy 
hole wet from my juices. Then he moved his mouth down to 
that hole and lapped up the flowing liquid.

My clit was next to receive his attention as his lips 
clasped around it. As he sucked the engorged love bud, 
he traced the alphabet across it with his tongue. He 
barely got to letter "M" on the second time through when 
my whole body shook in an orgasm.

As I calmed down, teacher Ian who was still sitting on 
his chair undid his belt and pulled his pants and 
underwear to his ankles. Looking down I saw his cock 
again. This time it was hard - a good nine-inches long, 

Putting his hands on my hips, he lifted me onto his lap. 
He held me up as he centered his cock at the entrance of 
my pussy. As the tip touched my pussy hole, he let go of 
my hips, and gravity caused me to sink right down over 
it.

Even though I have done this many times now, the first 
feeling of having a new cock inside me was always 
exciting. Evidentially the same was true for Ian. We 
both remained still for a few minutes, enjoying the new 
sensation.

Then I started to rock up and down over his cock. This 
is one of my favorite positions. Not only can I control 
the speed and depth of penetration, but also if I lean 
forward just right, I can make his shaft rub against my 
clit.

Being in control, I opted for some slow, deep, steady 
fucking. Up and down and in and out – I felt his 
cockhead on my insides and his shaft on my clit. I had 
really come to love fucking, especially fucking older 
men. 

"I didn't care that society disapproved – both of us 
knew what we were doing and were consenting. Society 
needs to get over its hysterical reaction to young 
nudity and sex!" I thought to myself.

We fucked like this for fifteen minutes and then I felt 
him straining to make me speed up. Since I was about to 
explode anyway, I fucked faster. When his cock started 
to throb and I felt a hot wetness wash inside of me, I 
bore down as deep as I could.

This released the tension inside and my whole body shook 
in an orgasm. I stayed on his lap for a while, feeling 
his creamy cum in my pussy. When I finally pulled up, 
the entire load on his cum dripped out onto his flaccid 
cock and balls.

Then I decided to be a very naughty schoolgirl. I 
kneeled on the floor between his legs and licked his 
cock and balls clean. Teacher Ian was so turned on by 
this, his cock got hard again. I got so turned on by 
this; I popped it into my mouth.

There I was kneeling on the floor. The top, front on my 
dress was dangling forward with my little titties 
hanging out. The bottom of my dress was pulled up with 
my pantyless pussy dripping cum on the floor. And my 
mouth was balls deep over teacher Ian's cock, giving him 
the fantasy blowjob of his life. 

It wasn't long before I felt his cock throbbing again 
followed by multiple bursts of cum, this time shooting 
into my mouth.

When he finished cumming, I swallowed, opened my mouth 
to show him it was gone, and then smiled.

I wished this had been one of my real teachers. "In 
fact, maybe now I would be bold enough to approach one," 
I thought.

As I was putting myself back together, he wrote out a 
fake report card with all A's and handed it to me. I 
laughed and gave him a hug.

I was again quite disheveled as I got into Jeb's car for 
the ride home.

"At least it's over with now and we can get back to our 
normal life," I commented to Jeb.

"Well almost," he said.

"What do you mean ALMOST?" I asked.

"Well they all want to see you one last time this 
weekend," Jeb explained. "They're throwing a party in 
the guest house"

"Oh good, I love parties!" I exclaimed.

To be continued...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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