There was a very long satisfying wail from the ten year old as Martin’s
adult sized cock stretched her little cunt to either side of him.
Martin sobbed, her tightness hurting him, yet he pushed on, stopping to
take quick breaths before pushing deeper, each little bit gained inside
the little girl bringing fresh wails from her that died away to racking
sobs.
Nearly in, Martin pushed once more, his legs straightening as he levered
himself into her tight little cunt. Then he was there and the sight and
knowledge of being buried in such a little body brought him off.
With a wail of delight he was coming, his head flung back as he felt his
seed rising from the very depths of his swollen balls, a flood that burnt
a sweet agony all the way down to the tip of his cock, there to splatter
her little insides.
Those around watched wide eyed as Martin gripped Mary’s little bottom and
thrust yet again, each drive into her little body bringing a fresh wail
from the little girl. When he drew out, a flood of pearly seed followed
him, pouring down Mary’s thighs. He looked at it in surprise and then
followed Molly’s eyes to his balls.
“Your balls are a little smaller, but not much,” she told him.
“Here,” Matron told them. Standing and watching with the other children,
she picked Fanny from the small crowd of watchers, one of several eleven-
year-olds who had been eagerly masturbating themselves while watching
Martin fuck Mary.
The child paled, but followed Matron obediently to a spare bed where
pillows were thrown at the bottom so she could lie back and let her lower
body hang over the foot of the bed. Lifted by the steel bed-end, it
positioned her perfectly for Martin to fuck her.
Others joined in now, their grins feral and sadistic as they held little
Fanny down, stuck fingers covered with their own slime into her mouth, or
helped pull her thighs wider so her little cunt was presented.
She began to struggle, trying to evade the big cock Martin was holding
down towards her livid gash. Molly was there to urge him on, kneeling
beside the girl and pulling on her labia, stretching the tender skin
outward until her little bright pink cunny was opened.
Once more, he punched into young little cunt with his cock, listening to
her screech and watching her arch as he straight away met with her
cervix, the rest of her tightening around him in an attempt to push him
out. He grinned down at her and pressed himself harder against her.
Martin preferred them to be on their backs. He could thrust hard and with
a hand held flat just above their smooth Venus Mounds, he’d be able to
feel his cock slide in and out of them.
Hands were fondling his bottom, driving him to quicken his pace, to
ignore the crying girl he was fucking and think only of his own pleasure.
Breathless with that pleasure, he fucked the girl hard and fast, jerking
as Matron whipped his handsome bottom with a martinet.
The pain made him jerk forward, burying the whole length of his cock into
the little girl on the bed. Her cervix pinched his cock and the hot pain
of the martinet acted together to bring him sobbing to ejaculation, once
more feeling it growing deep inside him, feeling his balls tense a moment
before erupting.
Screaming his pleasure, he flooded her cunt, spurting and spurting so
that, when he finally pulled out, it flowed out like a river, a pearly
sea tainted with a little of her blood.
Molly was straight away at his side, bending and holding his cock so she
could lick and suck the thick juices that coated him, another to feel his
swollen balls and squeeze them, intent on finding out if he had any more
held in him.
“Well?” Matron asked.
The girl panted from her avid sucking and nodded.
“At least one good fuck left,” she announced.
“Then let’s give Mary that double dose I promised her,” Matron grinned.
“Nooo!” They heard from the edge of the crowd and turned in that
direction as the children parted to show the naked little girl struggling
to escape from the grip of two others who held her, both grinning
proudly.
“Well done children. Now lay her over, her bottom well presented,” she
urged.
The boys, their little cocks sticking out in front of them, gleefully
pulled the squealing young girl to the nearest bed and pulled her over
the end. While they continued to pull on her arms, two other children
quickly scrambled forward to take Mary’s kicking feet and kneeling to
either side of the bed, held her ankles well apart and still.
Now Martin could see the sore little cunt he’d fucked earlier, the flesh
a deep crimson of tender flesh gleaming with the seed he’d poured into
her. Above it, half exposed by the parting of her little round buttocks,
her anus lay clenched, a tight little knot he’d soon invade.
Molly was there; grinning as she forced the firm little bottom cheeks
further apart, her expression curiously loving as she looked closely at
the little anus that was to be his. She fingered it almost tenderly,
humming softly to herself and all around her fell silent to watch as, a
tiny bit at a time, she eased her finger into the sobbing, raging girl.
“See, She likes it really!” Molly giggled, her finger embedded inside
Mary’s bottom while the girl screamed and fought, struggling hard to
escape. Martin grinned and edged forward, bending his knees and looking
down at the tiny anal ring he was now going to stretch and enter.
Mary was begging now, her words rushing over each other, offering them
anything through the tears she shed. Older boys, watching, tapped younger
girls on their shoulders and the girls obediently knelt to take their
little cocks into their mouths, their heads and eyes half turned trying
to watch the show.
Martin’s cock bowed with the effort of entering such a little hole. He
held it to stop it bending too much and gasped as the bulbous head of his
cock pushed its way in. Mary wailed, her wet and gleaming eyes searching
those around her for some compassion.
Now knowing how hot and tight she was, Martin leant against her little
hole and slowly felt himself sink into her little bottom. The feeling was
ecstatic; as her tight and rippling anal ring slowly succumbed to his
cock and her sobs and squeals communicated directly with his throbbing
cock.
Once in her, buried inside her spongy depths, he panted and began to pull
and push on her tight flange, letting those around him see how far it
could stretch as he tried drawing slightly out, then in again.
Mary fell into constantly wailing, tears streaming down her face and
seemingly unaware of Martin’s hot gaze down at her as he forced his cock
back and forth in her tiny rosebud.
Molly spat on Martin’s cock and his pace quickened to match his breath.
Around him, less well-trained boys came prematurely and unwearyingly let
the girls kneeling at their feet focus totally on Martin. Another stroke,
another long press into her fundaments while her crying and sobbing ran
directly from her body into his, through his cock and up his loins.