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time pulsing flesh on young naked buttocks.
    The little bitch extended her arms, gripping the wooden rail
above her and preparing herself to receive him. Her back arched and
she shifted her feet apart to allow him access. The girl cried out
as the head of his great cock slipped up between the backs of her
thighs and pressed against the soft, moist inner lips of her
pussy.
    Her back arched and her head slunk back, she cried out as the
head of his huge cock entered her tight little pussy. Her inner
lips stretched to receive him, expanding around the great bulbous
head and gripping it tightly.
    "Aaaah, oh God."
    Her grip on the rail above her increased, her knuckles bled
white as her tension and hesitant fear increased. She lifted
herself up onto tiptoe as his full length was pushed up inside her
to the hilt. The girl rested there, breathing hard as her body
adapted to the enormous size of the warm invader.
    "Is that good, you teasing little bitch? Like a real cock do
you?"
    The girl whimpered and gasped as he began thrusting, her body
crushed against the wooden wall of the stall as he pounded against
her to ram his cock hard up into her. Her little body was slammed
time and again, her mound and clitoris rubbed against the rough
wooden wall as he rutted into her in a heated and lust-filled
pumping. His hands pulled now at her rubbery nipples, pinching them
hard in his wild excitement as his climax steadily built. The
headmaster was panting hard, grunting loudly in pleasure at the
feel of the tight grip of her internal muscles around his cock. He
loved the sweet feel of her firm tits and the warmth that her body
radiated over to him, both were a true delight; but best of all was
her discomfort. The bitch didn't know what had had hit her, the
size of his cock, the brutal fucking must have come a total
surprise to her and he rutted harder as she whimpered fearfully to
the wall.
    Her head jerked and her body jolted, faster and faster as his
excitement increased. At last he came and she cried out, a gurgle
emitted from her throat as she felt the hot spurts of his come
jetting far up inside her little body. She slumped to her knees as
he pulled out of her, his thick warm seed dribbling from her sore
pussy lips.
    The headmaster stood over the sobbing form crumpled on the
stall floor; he held his softening cock in one hand and
gloated.
    "That was a proper fucking, you little bitch. Report to my
study tomorrow at five o'clock, and then I will decide on your
future here."
     

 
    ***
     
    He had found it by chance during his inspection, the little
janitor's cupboard next to the shower block on the edge of the
playing fields. It was ideal; bushes and trees concealed his entry
and exit screening the door at the rear of the block. It had a lock
on the stout door and, even better still, the hole in the wall that
peeped through into the showers and changing rooms themselves. He
smiled as he thought of caretakers past that had use the peephole
to view and to lust over the naked girls in silent secrecy. The
headmaster checked his watch, the games sessions would begin at two
o'clock and he had half an hour to wait, he settled himself on the
rickety old chair and lined his eye at the hole in readiness to
gain the best possible view.
     
    Shrieking and giggling; the sixth form girls filed into the
changing rooms and began to undress, some sitting on the long, low
wooden benches and others standing next to a locker.
    The headmaster felt his cock rising and hardening as he
watched the display of firm young flesh, tight clinging panties and
restricting and supporting little bras. He freed his cock from his
trousers and gripped his pulsing shaft, sliding his hand slowly
back and forth as he watched through the peephole. He gasped and
quickened his pace as the array of breasts became revealed, the
sweet little orbs dancing delightfully as the girls played and
joked with one another in high spirits. He ogled the differing
sized of nipples and the way the