Chapter 5

Even if Sam Slade had not already been perversely but extremely turned on by the sight of his faithless spouse being long cocked the sight that now befell him would have been too much for the morally-challenged schoolteacher to resist. The girls called June 'fatty' but it the sobriquet was engendered more by envy than anything else.

June Adams was barely thirteen although a punster seeing her in her present state of dishabille might have said she was a nearly bare thirteen. And, despite what the girls called her, she was not really fat. She was only five feet tall and with the onset of puberty last year her hips had broadened to match her already heavy legs. The widening of her hips gave her, for the first time in her short life, a waist. Always somewhat plump, she no longer had sides that went straight up and down. Her waist wasn't really slender but in comparison to her hips, it was fine.

The thirteen year old girl's most noteworthy attribute however, and the one that attracted other girls' envy and boys hands was her bosom. Sam Slade was standing behind the girl as she sprawled on the sofa. Her pale thighs were spread wide apart, two thick, tapered columns that seemed to beg for a filler. Sam could see their flesh-covered muscles flex as she pushed her wide hips up against the hand that was obviously covering her twat.

Her skirt was bunched high above her hips and her blouse was open, her brassiere up around her neck. And Sam got a good look at what the bra was intended to contain. The young girl's precociously developed breasts were likely not as large as his wife's but on the youngster's short frame they looked immense. Her jiggling, quivering tits were so, so big, especially in relation to her petite form and in light of her youth and they were also much too large to fit in the fingers and palms of her squeezing hand. But, delectable though the girl's bounteous bosom was, the overwrought schoolteacher was too much in need of release to spend time on the youngster's marvelous, fleshy charms. There was one target in his mind, an objective that was, for the moment, covered by the thirteen-year-old girl's rapidly moving fingers.

Things might have worked out differently if June's eyes had been open. She would have undoubtedly cried out in alarm when her teacher appeared suddenly above her and his pants dropped down to reveal his long, thick, outthrust penis. And even if she hadn't cried out then she would certainly have protested when he dropped to his knees on the sofa and that frightening weapon approached her hand-covered vulva. But she didn't.

June was moaning through clenched teeth. Her left hand had found her promised land and was moving furiously back and forth. She slipped her middle finger inside her vagina and put her thumb on her clit the way she'd found worked best and was moving in and out, rubbing back and forth, faster, faster. Her right hand was stroking the hard, thick nipple of her right breast, circling and circling, and every muscle in her plump, young body was straining as she writhed on the cot.

As Sam took his rigid cock in his hand and lowered his hips toward the girl's hips she moaned and her eyes opened, rolling back in her head, as she was poised on the brink of the precipice over which she wanted to plunge into the hot, all-encompassing bliss of orgasm. Then, without warning, her hand was snatched away from the source of her pleasure and she cried out in frustration.

Ignoring the young girl's cry the horny schoolteacher quickly lined the bulbous head of his cock up on the opening of the swollen love box between the girl's legs, and inserted the knob between the lips. and pushed it inside.

June suddenly came alive as she felt her virgin twat being invaded. She tried to pull herself away from whatever it was that was trying to force its way into her but the cot was hard and unyielding. Her mind, scrambled by her self-induced sexual arousal, began to comprehend what was happening. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw her teacher, the wonderful Mr. Slade, looming over her and trying to push his frighteningly huge penis into her untried cunt. The impaling rod felt huge and it burned like a red hot poker.

The frightened youngster tried hard to stop the man's hard weapon from going further into her unplumbed cunt, squirming her butt around in an effort to dislodge it, trying to push him off and kick at him but her teacher didn't seem to understand. The head of the impaling rod of man meat had already slithered through the mouth to her sheath, the oily juices from her self-stimulation easing the way. The thirteen-year-old virgin felt as though she was being split asunder. The thick rod of meat was slowly sinking further into her depths. She tried squeezing her inner cunt muscles to force it out, but to no avail.

She looked up, eyes wide in fear, as her big teacher positioned himself for the final thrust. The unfucked youngster felt as if her cunt was being torn apart, the pain from the first-time dilation of the soft orifice was almost unbearable. Suddenly, excruciating pain ripped across her loins as the thick hot invading log sliced through her cherry as though it was tissue paper, and then it was sinking deeper inside her agonized tunnel. There was pain, lots of pain, and she felt herself swoon from the agony.

Sam was surprised at finding some resistance to his penetration of the hot luscious cunt beneath him. He'd never had a virgin before but, excited as he was from the perversely arousing sight of his wife being fucked by someone else, he took no time to savour the experience. He pushed harder and felt his bone hard tool sink with ease into her juicy cuntal sheath that had been well prepared by her masturbation. He could feel the slippery juicy walls of her twat caressing his tool, holding it like a glove. When his Grade eight student flexed her inner muscles in a futile defensive attempt, he nearly blew his load but her inner depths were well lubricated by her juices and the passage into her tunnel felt tight but smooth for his rigid rod of man meat.

Reflexively as her young, virgin body was invaded; June arched her head down against the hard mattress of the cot. Her neck muscles were as tight as steel wire and her tongue lolled out of her slack mouth as saliva dribbled wetly from her gaping mouth. June's eyes glazed over in shock and confusion as the pain of her violation wracked her shocked body and, distraught as she was, her vocal cords refused to operate.

To the extent that Sam had a sane thought it was that this one was tighter than Sally. But then feeling the walls of the young girl's sheath clamp down hard on his schlong again, all he wanted to do was blow his load into this busty, tight-cunted young girl.

June felt in extreme agony as the thick hot pole invaded her cunt and touched areas inside her that she didn't know existed There was pain, agonizing pain as she felt the hard pole opening up her insides and sinking deeper and deeper. It seemed to go on forever, then she felt the thick knob bump hard against her cervix and push into the mouth of her womb deep inside her unplumbed belly. She felt utterly stuffed, almost a gagging sensation, then her teacher's hairy groin slapped against the cheeks of her upturned ass. Dimly through the agonizing pain, she realized that the man now fucking her had bottomed out deep in her tortured twat. The she almost fainted as he began to withdraw the invading pole from her depths.