Bum-grinding a little girl was quite something, but watching another guy do it was something again. Hannah's naked and pale 9-year-old body juddered forward on all fours with each shove of the 32-year-old man behind her. This was her school teacher, Mr Dan Hall, whom she'd known as only that before tonight. Now she would have to get used to him in a different light: merely 'more special and friendly', as Dan put it to her. He heaved away, grinding his undershaft hard on her child bum-crack, one hand cupping her forehead and the other round her waist supporting her.

"We should... rename this," he said, in between gasps. He had an intense, pleasurable smile. He was clearly relaxing into the situation of abusing a child now, probably encouraged by how easy it really was and how Hannah simply went with it so obediently. "Bum-grinding sounds so crude for something so fun."

"I'm open to suggestions," said Sean.

"Maybe Hannah's got some ideas," gasped Dan.

"I don't know," she said feebly, blinking each time Dan's crotch bumped hard into her anal crack.

"Ughh, ughh, ughhhhh!" grunted Dan, and he tensed his body up and grimaced as several quick fountains of semen splattered Hannah's back. Dan hastily tried to point the tip of his penis snuggly into Hannah's little crack before his flow ceased, and just about managed it. "Kawwww, well done Hannah, so good."

As he recovered his breath, her knelt upright and placed his hands on her mini-hips and gingerly parted her buttocks to see the cum he had got in there. There was a bit, but most of it was streaked around her spine, some reaching almost to her neck. "Nicely done," said Sean.

"Thanks," said Dan. "We're going to call it 'horsey', aren't we Hannah?"

"Uh, yes, okay." She offered giggle tinged with degradation.

"Ha, very good," said Sean. "Anyway, you can watch her sucking now. She's really good at it."

Hannah smiled mildly at the compliment. 9-year-old girls responded to praise on their sexual techniques much as they do for schoolwork achievements. This evening, she seemed to be particularly hanging on the approval and tenderness she recieved, with being in the embraces of the two key male authority figures in her life. Sean often wondered what her real Dad might have been like, but it was a moot point since he'd run out on her at the age of 1 and then died abroad of drug abuse. Sean was the closest thing to a Dad she had, and Dan was supposed to be society's second main male 'protector' for her. Poor kid, but it was what she knew of life so far. Dan clearly understood the significance of his role, and Sean sensed he was doing a good job in giving the sexual molestation an air of caring and fun.

After a few minutes of Dan cuddling her to him backwards, sitting on the floor, rubbing her chest and revelling in the cum on her back to sticking to his belly, he released her to Sean. Sean had already stripped off below the waist, and sported his half-flaccid penis in readyness for Hannah's mouth. It was now Dan's turn to spectate for the first time in his life on how a child can give a blow-job. It must have been about the 100th time she had done it for Sean, but Dan looked genuinally awe-struck by the spectacle. As many times before, Sean relaxed into the armchair as Hannah knelt between his thighs and did her job, and he petted her head. She used one hand, and used her neck and jaws well, although naturally she could not get all of an erection in her mouth. Sean had good self-control with having done this so many times, and kept his shoves short and not too invasive. She gagged once or twice a little, and gulped, coughed and frowned gamely at the ejaculation.

"Ahhh... yes," hissed Sean, at his last little convulsions. He allowed Hannah to pull away. "Show him."

She opened her mouth to Dan, demonstrating the pool of semen in there. Some drooled over her chin before she performed a few grimacing swallows.

"Bloody hell," said Dan, "that's as good as the Nicky vids."

Hannah looked curious, and kind of unsettled by that. Sean had never told her of the famous video-girl of years ago, who looked a little bit like her. Dan was correct, though: Hannah was now as good at it as Nicky ever was.

"Just a girl we've seen in a movie," said Sean, to put her 'at ease'.

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There were 5 more hours left that Saturday evening, before Dan would have to go at 2am. Michelle, Hannah's inadequate mother would return from work at 3am. She knew damn well Sean was using Hannah, but tolerated it without ever raising the issue. She partly blamed Hannah for her past problems in life, and viewed the arrival of Sean in their lives as a kind of justice. For what Sean had done for Michelle, he 'deserved' the pleasure of Hannah, whilst Hannah did NOT deserve spoiling by Mummy. Michelle, however, might view the arrival of another man in Hannah's life as a step too far. She did not 'hate' Hannah, exactly, but it was probably safe to say she was not a model mother. Daniel Hall, therefore, would have to be a well-kept secret, aside from the fact Michelle obviously knew his name as her teacher at school.

Sean aimed to cum twice more this evening, whilst Dan appeared to be more 'playing things by ear'. He was clearly relaxed and committed to the new direction in his life - abusing Hannah, his favourite pupil, or one of them. He was still feeling his way into it, though, and with a professional eye gauging Hannah's responses to it all. He seemed to be aiming to be her 'friend', whilst also being her abuser and schoolteacher. Sean was fascinated by how far this would be possible. Certainly, with him, she tended to go in and out of affection and dread. But he lived with her all the time, so it was different. Dan was from a different strata of her life, so the dynamic was going to be very interesting. One great plus was that it would massively reinforce in her mind of it being a 'way of life': it was right and normal for her to be hardcore sexed by men. Well, it had to be, didn't it? Her 'parent' and her teacher said so. Set against this were the stern warnings that she had to keep quiet about it. Contradictions abounded, but as yet she was not astute enough to unravel them. This was love and leadership, in her world.

The evening became varied and interested, much more enjoyable than molesting a child as a lone shark, mused Sean. It was a rich embroidery of personal chemistry, working 3 ways. Next up, Hannah had a bath and Dan decided he wanted to share it with her. Sean largely left them to it, looking in once or twice to enjoy the scene. At first Dan had Hannah sat backways to him, while he washed her all over as if he was her mother. He had a hard-on most of the time, but didn't do anything with it, except once asking Hannah to wash it for him. Later they were sat face to face, and Sean heard them having a nice conversation about school stuff and her general life. Hannah even giggled sometimes. Overhearing this made Sean kind of jealous, and gave him a hard-on. Diplomatically, he told Dan he 'wanted her' again in half an hour. The pair then got dried and dressed -under Dan's leadership, presumably - and went into her bedroom. They were then heard using the half hour playing some of Hannah's games, and chatting about her favourite things (meaning possessions and toys, not sex). Okay, hats off to this guy, mused Sean. He knew the importance of communication in ingratiating himself into her life and building the abusive relationship. At this rate, it wouldn't even 'seem' abusive.

Back in the living room, Sean carried out his 'want' with Hannah: another fuck of her 9-year-old mouth. She was barely even upset at being asked to do this for the second time this evening. This was because she knew well enough that there were more painful things she might have been 'asked' to do by her loving guardian. Sucking erect man-penis, as she knew very well by now, was only moderately unpleasant by comparison. This time, Sean did it standing up and leaning against the wall. He 'challenged' Hannah to do it even better than the last time. She had a good idea of the skills that would entail, but it does tend to take a lot of reminding and reinforcement for lessons to sink in at her age. It was great to have Dan's input on this now, availing upon his teacherly communication skills to help. A little hand on Sean's hip, the other on his penile base and her head bowed, she delivered dutifully. With a shudder, after about 2 minutes Sean pumped and strained out his cum into the mouth of the child. It was made very clear to her by his firm clutch of her head that she was to take as much of it to her stomach as possible.

"You're an amazing little girl," said Dan, the spectator. He was being honest not patronizing. He obviously thought it the best way to encourage her, to help mentally condition her to her lifestyle of hardcore sex.

She was given time to stop coughing, while Dan watched half-sympathetically, half-gleefully, twitching a little with guilt. But then his next contribution was a lengthy, indulgent licking of her cunt. This was done with her layed back over the sofa arm, and Dan kneeling between her little legs. Actually, it was a 'sucking' and a 'kissing' as much as a licking, and it was all around her little bald labia as much as on it. At one point Sean had to remind him not to leave a bite mark on Hannah's inner thigh, but said it might be okay in a few weeks when school finished for the summer. Dan agreed with the precaution, as such a thing might be noticed when in her gym shorts at school.

"Might be alright to give one on her bum," said Sean.

"Ahh, no, better not," said Dan. "Not tonight."

Nevertheless, the idea seemed to prompt him to turn Hannah over onto her front, where he proceeded to do a similar-length session of mouth-on-butt. Mostly, he kissed or licked the smooth little buttocks or licked gingerly along the crack. Sometimes he tentatively smelt it and parted it a little. Sean told him it was not unpleasant at all, as long as she was well washed down there, and she did not fart or something silly like that. Hannah giggled at this, but a wary and unhappy sort of giggle. Dan indulged his first ever exploration of the pastime of licking a child's arse for about 15 minutes. Next, he announced a nice idea he had for rounding off the evening.

THE END

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