I Gambled, I lost, Now I had to Pay, with my body.

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I Gambled, I lost, Now I had to Pay, with my body.I awoke this morning a very different person from the girl that awoke yesterday.I lay in bed and run my hands over my nude body, I felt alive, as if touching myself for the first time and feeling those contours that excite men.My breasts suddenly felt exquisite, and my nipples were hard and rubbery, but the feeling in them made my knees feel weak, as I drew them up to my chest, while my hands sought my parted Labia, swollen and wet, and my clitoris screaming for attention, only my daddy’s cough outside my bedroom door, made me break from what was going to be a full blown masturbation, even that thought excited me.Classes were over by 2pm, I had a short break before gyms. I sat under a tree bathed in full mid afternoon sunshine, other classes were in session, so the play area was deserted, and my mind drifted, as I drew my knees under my chin and wrapped my arms around my legs.’You look even more prettier sitting like that’, a voice said, bringing me out of my self inflicted dream-like state. It was the janitor, he was standing in front of me.’What do you want’, I challenged him angrily, rumours about him from some of the girls circulated, and we were all put on our guard, not from those in authority, just girl to girl, but to be honest, we never did know if any of them were true. To me he was just a creepy guy.’You not got classes’, he asked trying to sound officious, but he was wasting his time, I knew the protocol, being a senior, and he had none whatsoever.’What’s it to you’, I asked him, my disdain was hard to hide?’You just need to be in classes’, he replied, to which I just exploded, ‘Do I look like I should be in a fucking classroom, you fucking moron’?He was taken aback by my sudden outburst, to which I saw, and continued my attack, ‘Listen, I’m a senior, and you have no jurisdiction here, in fact’, I raved, now I was on a high, ‘I have more authority than you, so just fuck off’, and as I said I saw he was looking down between my legs, I realized immediately I was showing my crotch, my perfect ‘V’, and my panties did little to cover my modesty.I had been flashing my bits at him, from behind the tree, that was shielding us from the main classroom windows.’What the fuck are you staring at’, I asked him?This time I was more controlled and my voice was low, as my legs straightened but my skirt was high on my thighs, exposing my stockings tops, his face was ashen, I had showed him too much.As it dawned on me, I could feel a dark urge start to surge deep inside my stomach, and for a moment I felt for him. We all knew he canlı kaçak iddaa was a bit of a retard, but he was a man all the same, so I said, ‘Wait’, as he turned to go.’What’s your name’, I asked him more warmly?’Peter’, he replied. I was feeling naughty, my sudden outburst and his reaction was having a dominatrix effect on me, ‘Sit down Peter’, I suggested, but he hesitated, so I said, ‘Please’, and as he looked down on me, I raised my knees again, with my feet apart, and showing my ‘V’, without shame.’You can look at it Peter’, I said, my voice trembling and my stomach churning, and as Peter slowly sat down, I reached under my skirt and pulled my panties to the side, exposing my labia, ‘Look Peter’, I said, ‘look at my cunt’, I continued thickly, I was working myself into a highly sexual state of wantonness.Peter sat down a few meters from where I was showing myself to him. Ideally I started to want him closer to me, but instead I parted my knees and let my crotch be fully exposed to he view.I run my finger into my hole and drew out my vaginal fluids and traced it up between my labia until it rested on my clitoris, which I started to coat with and rub myself.Then I stopped and reached up and pulled my panties down my legs and off at my feet, where I left them, just in front of him.’Take them’, I ordered him, but he hesitated, ‘Peter’ I said again more forcefully, ‘Put them in your pocket Peter, wank into them’, I encouraged him, ‘they smell of me Peter’, I continued, but suddenly the assembly bell rang, almost giving me a heart attack, and we both jumped to our feet.Peter was off like a bullet, so were my panties, in his pocket.I ran for the front gate, Gyms could wait, I just wanted to get away. I made my way up towards the hillside and passed through the gate onto the grasslands, where sheep grazed.When I was high enough I stopped and looked back down the hill, now the school was but a small building, and I thought about Peter down there in his room smelling and wanking into my panties.I sat down on the grass then lay back, my eyes hurting from the intensity of the greenishness about me and the light blueness of the overhead sky.I was horny, I could feel it rising in me and a sudden urge to be naked overcame me, so strong it was I undressed until I was completely nude.I stood on that hillside feeling light headed and free, my naked body felt alive, every part of me was alive and I gathered my clothes and put them into a small pile and hid them behind the loose stone dyke, then ran up the hill away from my clothes, feeling more naked and more vulnerable canlı kaçak bahis as I did so, finally stopping only when a great distance lay between me and my only form of modesty. I lay back again, this time I needed to finish what I started with Peter, I wanted to cum so badly, so I started to masturbate, that’s when I hear a dog barking.I froze and raised my head only, my fingers still enmeshed with labia, and looked off in the direction the barking was coming from. It was a Border Collie and it was off to the left of the gate I had entered into the field. Further back was a man, just standing and looking in my general direction. He was so small due to distance, as not to be an immediate threat, in fact the dogs barking was more voluminous than their physical presence.The urgency of my immediate needs to finish what I was doing, made their presence an extra titillation, being caught doing something like this put an extra edge, that most girls find as a sexual accelerator when masturbating, so I laid my head back onto the grassy ground and I proceeded masturbating with more urgency. The barking became more incessant and slightly annoying, so I stopped again and looked. This time I did have cause for genuine concern, he was at the gate where I had entered, and the dog had sniffed out my pile of clothes, he was now holding and looking up the hill directly at me, thought still a good ways off, he clearly saw me, now I could see he was looking through binoculars.For a second time I froze, only this time it was for real, he was running in my direction, clasping my clothes, and I knew I was trapped, as I needed my clothes, I decided to stay put and wait for him.The he was there, standing over me, as I sat cowering, my breasts pressed into my thighs and my arm around them, locking my body posture, trying to protect my modesty.’So this is where little girls come to wank themselves’, he spoke down to me, as I kept my head bowed and looked straight ahead, my mind in overdrive about what to do.His dog could smell me in my sexual state, and it came in close and nuzzled me, trying to get between my legs and lick. ‘You got my dog all worked up now’, he said in a controlling manner, ‘lie back and let him lick you’, he continued, sneering with contempt, that was when I looked up at him, and to my horror saw he was undoing his pants, and as I watched, he eased them down, and his cock sprung out, long, thick, and angry looking, I knew what was coming, and mentally surrendered, as I lay back and waited.Even though my eyes were closed, I could hear him undress and mutter, ‘Now bahis siteleri canlı you have a choice, man or b**st, which one do you want first’?I cold sweat made my body shudder, the tongue lapping in my crotch was being aided as my knees were force open, and I lay like a frog about to be dissected but two hard cocks, both penetrations would be a new experience, as I felt my body being rolled over onto my front, ‘Kneel’, he ordered, and as I drew my knees under me, I could feel the incessant tongue lapping my labia and and anus, I could hear him muttering, not to me, but his friend, ‘Good boy, good boy, get up there, good boy, get in her’.There was a sudden warmth thrown onto my back, a strange feeling as if a hairy thing was gripping you around your hips, with an unimaginable strength, ‘Good boy’, the voice said more excited as I could feel a rapid probing in and around my genitals, then his hand went down between my bare buttocks and this warmth, this time the probing stopped, and the hard probe was more direct as it was guided into my open hole, the shock of the penetration, and the rapidity of the thrusts, the feeling of total possession, the owner of this cock consumed my vagina, I could not move, I could feel I was holding this cock tightly as I was closed around it.The man’s hand had withdrawn and now encircled his own cock, which he was pushing into my mouth. I could feel a warm liquid running constantly down my inner thighs, my vaginal movements were restricted due to the swelling of the cock inside it, ‘Don’t fight it girl’, he said, ‘they take time to subside’, I could not answer him, as he cruelly held my hair at the nape of my neck, thrusting his own cock down my throat, all I could do was gasp and gag, control my breathing and pray for the darkening skies to come, and for this experience to disappear.The swelling inside me was being exacerbated by the amount of fluid building up behind the ‘Knot’, as he described it, ‘Pull him out’, I begged, but he just responded by thrusting into my mouth deeper than before, I could feel my body retch, and I forced my tongue out under his shaft, to make his entrance into my throat easier, but the retching increased until I threw up, covering his cock and balls with my dinner, and suddenly there was a ‘Popping’ sound and a massive rush of warm fluid.I was on my side in the fetal position, where I lay amongst my bodily fluids, at least I was alone, they had both gone and my clothes were there.I was terrified to look between my legs in case I saw a gaping hole, but I just looked the same, I smiled, I was glad there was no damaged, but this sticky fluid just kept seeping from me, I had done it, the very thing girls had somehow found easy to accept as part of our sexuality, at least I could talk from experience, I laughed inwardly, how could I say how I lost my virginity not to a human.

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